The Ryugyong Hotel, located in Pyongyang, Democratic People's Republic of Korea.
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Item #: SCP-031
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Object Class: Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-031 is currently contained in the Ryugyong Hotel, located in the city of Pyongyang, Democratic People's Republic of Korea1. As the nation it is located in is currently governed by an authoritarian regime with near-complete control of state and national media, the possibility of information regarding SCP-031 being released to the world at large is minimal. As said regime is also cooperating with the Foundation in order to maintain physical security of the site, Foundation personnel are instructed to comply with their directives, so long as they do not interfere with larger Foundation aims.
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The structure of the Ryugyong Hotel serves to contain SCP-031 within the central spire. Three secondary spires (located at 120-degree intervals from the central pyramid) house Type-9 Heaven's Blade Restriction Systems2 calibrated to focus a disruptive energy field towards the central spire. Although unable to prevent physical escape of SCP-031, the system serves to prevent SCP-031's psychic energies from escaping the structure and affecting off-site personnel.
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Reclamation efforts of the hotel are currently underway, with local government forces utilizing hazmat-suited personnel armed with flame projectors and chemical sprayers to decontaminate areas affected by SCP-031. However, due to the slow pace of progress and SCP-031's defensive capabilities, reclamation efforts are drastically behind schedule.3
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Personnel who become affected by SCP-031's psychic abilities are to be terminated immediately to prevent their bio-matter from becoming incorporated into its physical matrix.
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Description: SCP-031 is an amorphous organism with a mass of over 7,500 kg that has infiltrated the ductwork and maintenance infrastructure of the building. Tendrils emerging from SCP-031's central mass have spread through the hotel's plumbing and ductwork to all 105 floors of the building. At its peak, over 75% of the hotel's 3,000 rooms were contaminated by SCP-031. Reclamation efforts have destroyed ██% of the initial infestation, but over ███ rooms remain affected by SCP-031.
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SCP-031 tendrils terminate in a pod-like structure (sporocarp) consisting of an ovoid structure approximately two meters in length, with multiple cilia-like structures branching off of the main body. On some occasions, subjects in the presence of an SCP-031 sporocarp will instead perceive it as an individual the subject had a close emotional connection to in their past. The SCP-031 sporocarp will metamorphose into the shape of the person perceived, and attempt to persuade the subject to remain with them for an extended period of time.
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The SCP-031 sporocarp will next attempt to make physical contact with the targeted individual with their cilia-like structures. Digestive juices will be injected into the subject's body, and their flesh will be consumed and incorporated into SCP-031's body mass. In the meantime, a secondary flagellum will engulf the subject's cranium and brain, replacing the blood vessels with its own tendrils, which will maintain life support of the affected brain by some yet-undiscovered means. The tendrils will decerebrate the subject and transport the subject's cranium back through the building's ductwork where it is incorporated into the central mass.
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Footage taken through surveillance drones indicate that there are currently █,███ crainia in the network of tendrils attached to SCP-031's central mass. By all indications, the brains contained within are still alive, and may be conscious.
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History
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SCP-031 was recovered on 10/22/1948, following contradictory police records taken after a riot in the city of [REDACTED], where several civilians had gathered around a refugee camp professing love and devotion to a cultlike leader, whom they referred to as "The Beloved." Once initial contact and assessment was made, the civilians were pacified through widespread distribution of inhaled tranquilizers and aeresolized amnestics. MTF-Psi-7 was able to recover SCP-031's central mass and move it into containment.
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In its initial form, SCP-031 consisted of a single amorphous entity approximately 75 kg in weight, of vaguely humanoid shape. It had not yet manifested the ability to consume and incorporate human bio-matter into itself, or any mind-affecting properties aside from inspiring unusual feelings of love and devotion. As of 11/16/1948, SCP-031 had been classified as Safe and was in containment at Site-██.
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Unfortunately, the Korean Conflict (which began on 6/25/1950) resulted in the destruction of the Foundation containment site at Pyongyang and the loss of all anomalies contained within. By the end of the conflict in 1953, all other anomalies were accounted for (either recovered or confirmed destroyed) aside from SCP-031, which was presumed lost and in the wild.
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Foundation assets first became aware of the re-emergence of SCP-031 in 1992, when construction on the Ryugyong Hotel in Pyongyang suddenly halted. Personnel liaising with the local regime confirmed that an anomalous effect had resulted in the disappearance of numerous workers employed in the construction of the hotel, and a Foundation Mobile Task Force was dispatched to investigate. All members of the MTF were subsequently lost in action, and the site was locked-down and declared off-limits. All work on the Ryugyong Hotel ceased for over sixteen years, aside from the installation of the Heaven's Blade Restriction Systems on the secondary spires.
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In 2008, increased infiltration of SCP-031 into the building's infrastructure resulted in the possibility of its discovery by outside persons: the local regime immediately ordered that windows be installed on the structure to hide the existence of SCP-031 from others, resulting in the loss of ███ more construction workers. Unfortunately, this was perceived as the resumption of construction on the building, resulting in expectations that the structure would actually be completed and opened to the public in the future. Reclamation efforts commenced within the year, utilizing flame and solvent-projecting equipment to destroy SCP-031 tendrils and sporocarps, with each team accompanied by a political officer assigned to terminate any personnel who became assimilated into SCP-031.
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As of this current date4 reclamation efforts are still underway. Foundation personnel are continuing to liaise with the local regime and monitor their progress, which is slow but steady.
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Appendix 1: Excerpts from RAISA Email Server
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From: RAISA Associate Director Eleanor Jones
+To: Records Office 2201
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Subject: Incomplete Special Containment Procedures File for SCP-031
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Team, I have an issue that needs immediate clarification. I have the Ryugyong Hotel as the location of a mind-affecting stele from the Proto Afro-Asiatic Culture Group. As you can see, that's the same location as this brain-stealing flesh network. Are these two objects related at all? Is this hotel some kind of DPRK containment facility? If so, we should put that into the object's Special Containment Procedures File.
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Please reply at your earliest convenience.
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From: Records Office 2201
+To: RAISA Associate Director Eleanor Jones
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Re: Incomplete Special Containment Procedures File for SCP-031
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Eleanor,
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As far as my team can figure, there doesn't appear to be a link between the two objects. In fact, I'm getting conflicting reports from the Containment Teams regarding whether or not either of these objects actually exist. The 1427 team is insisting the hotel is the site for the Stele and there's no brain-eating flesh network there, and the DPRK government is part of the containment procedures. Then I have the team for SCP-031 insisting that the DPRK government's involvement is purely politically motivated (i.e. we don't want to get involved so long as they're taking care of it) and there's no such thing as a mind-affecting stele located within the building.
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Which is concerning, given that we've got two mind-affecting anomalies within the same space, and two teams with two separate stories here. Possible Eastern Samothrace situation?
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Gwen
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From: RAISA Associate Director Eleanor Jones
+To: Records Office 2201
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Re: SCP-031 and SCP-1427 Records Conflict (was: Incomplete Special Containment Procedures File for SCP-031)
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Okay, someone needs to get to the bottom of this. We can't have a useful database with such blatantly contradictory information. Make it your first priority to resolve this.
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From: Records Office 2201
+To: RAISA Associate Director Eleanor Jones
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Re: SCP-031 and SCP-1427 Records Conflict (was: Incomplete Special Containment Procedures File for SCP-031)
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Eleanor,
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Will do. Entered into the Tracker as 000-0031-F99ZX, with a sister ticket entered as 001-1427-F99ZX.
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Gwen
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From: RAISA Associate Director Eleanor Jones
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Re: SCP-031 and SCP-1427 Records Conflict (was: Incomplete Special Containment Procedures File for SCP-031)
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Team, can I get an update on this issue?
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From: Records Office 2201
+To: RAISA Associate Director Eleanor Jones
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Re: SCP-031 and SCP-1427 Records Conflict (was: Incomplete Special Containment Procedures File for SCP-031)
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Eleanor,
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My apologies: I guess I wasn't clear that further updates would be sent out through the Tracker system. We're gathering information and assessing the situation. Will keep you informed.
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Gwen
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From: RAISA Associate Director Eleanor Jones
+To: Records Office 2201
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Re: SCP-031 and SCP-1427 Records Conflict (was: Incomplete Special Containment Procedures File for SCP-031)
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Team, it's been three days. Can I please get the requested update? Or at least a deadline by which we'll have this issue resolved?
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From: Records Office 2201
+To: RAISA Associate Director Eleanor Jones
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Re: SCP-031 and SCP-1427 Records Conflict (was: Incomplete Special Containment Procedures File for SCP-031)
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Eleanor,
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As I stated in Tracker Update 22 on this ticket, we've found that the problem is more complicated than we expected, requiring us to physically send a person from HQ over to Pyongyang to investigate. It's taken us some time to get through that North Korean red tape (totalitarian governments, amirite?) and to get the paperwork done to reassign Jenny's responsibilities while she's gone.
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Gwen
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From: RAISA Associate Director Eleanor Jones
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Re: What's the holdup? (was: SCP-031 and SCP-1427 Records Conflict (was: Incomplete Special Containment Procedures File for SCP-031))
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Team, it's been two weeks. Why has there been no update on this issue? This is a highly time-sensitive issue, and your lack of progress is extremely disappointing. We need to get this resolved before Maria has to step in.
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From: Records Office 2201
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Re: What's the holdup? (was: SCP-031 and SCP-1427 Records Conflict (was: Incomplete Special Containment Procedures File for SCP-031))
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Eleanor
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I can assure you that, per your instructions, resolving this issue has been our top priority. We've been cross-referencing between the documentation, and the only discrepancy appears to be the fact that there are discrepancies. As in, all of the documentation for one project is internally consistent, and all of the documentation for the second project is internally consistent, it's only when you put them together that things don't make sense. We tried talking to the project leads of both teams, but neither of them seems to know the other exists. We tried having them look up the other team's SCP file in the system: they can read it just fine, but it doesn't make sense to them. SCP-031 team has no record of 1427 on site, and vice versa.
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We thought there might be some kind of time-space parallel dimensions thing going, so we had a member of each team try to meet up at the same place at the Ryugong Hotel (outside the front entrance). They were not able to find each other, despite confirming that they were both in the same place at the same time (photographs with timestamps attached). We then had the two team members try to meet up at a location outside the Hotel they were able to meet up just fine. When they tried to return to the hotel together, they lost track of each other and ended up not being able to find each other.
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We tried sending Jenny over to Pyongyang to investigate (that was a pain in the ass, given visa restrictions into North Korea). They weren't able to meet with both teams simultaneously, but they were able to meet with each team one on one. Both teams gave them a tour of their containment facility, and everything seemed to be in order. 31 team showed them the reclaimed rooms and the cleanup teams, while 1427 team showed them the location of the stele. Neither team was able to allow direct contact with the anomaly, because of the containment procedures, but they were able to confirm its existence through remote cameras. The DPRK team for 31 had no idea about the existence of any DPRK assets being used to contain 1427, and vice versa. This might not be too surprising given information controls in that country.
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To make things even worse, Jenny got a call from Eun-Mi at the KR branch asking what the hell a RAISA staff member was doing in the city: she contacted them, and as far as KR is concerned, we do not and have not had any assets in the Ryugyong Hotel! Jenny went so far as to ask Eun-Mi to take her to the hotel and show her around a bit, and when she got there, she couldn't find any trace of SCP-031, 1427, or the teams involved with either.
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So in conclusion, after three weeks of hard work, we can conclude, from the evidence, one of the following must be true:
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1. SCP-031 exists, and SCP-1427 does not.
+2. SCP-1427 exists, and SCP-031 does not.
+3. Both SCP-1427 and SCP-031 exist, and there is an anomaly at the Ryugyong Hotel preventing either team from knowing about the other or proving the other exists.
+4. Neither SCP-031 or SCP-1427 exist, and there is an anomaly at the Ryugyong Hotel creating the impression that it exists in the RAISA central staff, but the KR branch staff are not affected.
+5. One or both of SCP-031 and SCP-1427 may or may not exist, and the KR branch are under a mind-affecting compulsion that they do not. Or we're under a compulsion that it does.
+6. All or none or some of the above may be true simultaneously due to multi-worlds theory, parallel universes, or timey wimey fuckery shit and if you have any idea on what we can fucking do to fucking fix that shit ive got
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From: RAISA Associate Director Eleanor Jones
+To: Records Office 2201
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Subject: New Directives
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Hello, Team,
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1. Effective immediately, Gwenevere Kirkpatrick has been relieved of her duties as the project lead at Records Office 2201.
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2. All Records Office 2201 staff are to make the resolution of tickets 000-0031-F99ZX and 001-1427-F99ZX their top priority. No other work on any other project is to continue until this issue is resolved.
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I want hourly reports until this matter is concluded.
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From: Director Maria Jones, Recordkeeping and Information Security Administration
+To: All RAISA Associate Directors
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Subject: ██-██-████ - A Fond Farewell and Other Updates.
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Good afternoon, RAISA staff. Thank you again for all your hard work. Today's email will be a short one.
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1. The 3.14 update of SCUTTLE has been updated to snapshot 2207-D. Please remind your team leads to log into the test instance and confirm proper functionality. Send any bug reports to the SCUTTLE team as soon as possible. We know that this involves taking time out of your day for additional tasks, but the sooner we complete this wide-scale stress test, the sooner we can roll out the new version and put some fears to rest.
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2. I am saddened to announce that Eleanor has chosen to retire due to health concerns. This announcement came as a surprise to me as well. Due to the sudden nature of her health crisis, she was unable to say goodbye to us before being transferred to ████████ Hospital, where I understand she is convalescing nicely. Please expect a follow-up email with a link to a crowdfunding page for a going-away gift for her, as well as an address where you can send cards, gifts, and other well-wishes. Until we can appoint a new AD to take over her projects, we will temporarily be splitting her teams up between several different existing ADs. Expect an announcement of the new Table of Organization by noon GMT.
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3. Please take a moment during your next weekly team meeting to go over Section 22-B (Reporting Inconsistencies in Documentation) of your handbook with your staff, and make sure that everyone knows the proper procedures to follow if and when you end up with an information anomaly.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1137 is held in a locked box in item storage locker 8A at Site-19. Level 3 clearance is required for access to SCP-1137. It requires no extraordinary physical measures to contain it; however, due to its memetic qualities, knowledge of SCP-1137's true nature is to be tightly controlled among personnel. See Document 1137-17 for a detailed description of anti-memetic safety standards.
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Description: SCP-1137 is a blue glass sphere approximately 10cm in diameter. To ordinary observers, it does not appear to have any special qualities, nor does it pose any risk. It is possible to take measurements of its material composition, weight, opacity, hardness, and any other physical properties of the sphere. However, its anomalous properties take effect if any attempt is made to measure the sphere's curvature or smoothness, or any other properties related to its spherical nature.
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If anyone does try to measure SCP-1137's spherical properties, they will become convinced that it is in fact a mathematically perfect sphere. They will believe that measurements consistently return results confirming this, regardless of the accuracy of the measuring device being used. Due to the memetic nature of SCP-1137, it is unknown whether SCP-1137 actually possesses these dimensions, or whether observers merely interpret the measurements as such. Small samples taken from SCP-1137 also display its memetic properties, and do not seem to affect the perception of the shape of SCP-1137.
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It is not actually necessary to perform the measurements oneself for a subject to fall under SCP-1137's memetic influence; merely being told that its shape is physically impossible is enough for the memetic agent to take root. However, transmission in this fashion requires the listener to understand the reasons why a perfect mathematical sphere cannot exist in material form; thus, memetic transmission to subjects without a scientific background is unlikely. It is also possible to circumvent the memetic agent by specifying that SCP-1137 only appears to be a perfect sphere when measuring, without actually stating outright that it is such.
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Once infected, a subject will become obsessed with the fact that, although all measurements indicate that SCP-1137 is a perfect sphere, it is physically impossible for this to be the case. This paradox will become deeply ingrained in the subject's mind. The subject will attempt to disprove this inconsistency, resorting to more and more accurate tools. Researchers have been recorded utilizing equipment including the on-site electron microscope in these endeavours. Despite this, they will never be able to perceive any results other than those indicating SCP-1137 is a mathematically perfect object, even when performing measurements at the picometer level.
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After extensive testing during which they are unable to prove their conviction, the subject will eventually decide that SCP-1137's nature must actually be possible. At this point, the secondary memetic properties of SCP-1137 will take effect. The subject will slowly acquire the compulsion to reproduce an instance of SCP-1137. Subjects with proficiency in a physical craft (e.g., sculpting, glassmaking, metalworking) will begin by attempting to produce a perfect sphere in that medium. Subjects without prior experience in crafting will attempt to learn.
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The subject will continue attempting to produce replicas of SCP-1137, but will always determine that their replicas are insufficiently precise. Subjects will become increasingly frustrated and obsessed, and will often try to experiment in other media subjects, using increasingly unconventional materials (e.g., animal or human remains) to attain their goal. Eventually the obsession overwhelms the subject's thought processes, with the subject forgoing sleep, food, and ordinary bodily functions in order to continue attempting their constructions. Subjects invariably expire either due to starvation or self-mutilation.
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Because a mathematically perfect sphere cannot actually physically exist, SCP-1137's spherical qualities were at first assumed to be its only anomalous feature. As a result, after being taken into the Foundation's possession, researchers were immediately exposed to its memetic qualities. Because the memetic effects of SCP-1137 are at first indistinguishable from ordinary scientific testing, [REDACTED] days passed before the Foundation realized SCP-1137's true nature. Because of this, an estimated ███ individuals were infected. Strict anti-memetic procedures have been implemented surrounding knowledge of SCP-1137's anomalous properties, and a cover story is given to personnel lacking Level-4 clearance regarding SCP-1137's status and true effects.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1154 is to be contained in Storage Unit ██, located at Site ██. SCP-1154 is to be contained in a 15cm x 15cm sealed container. SCP-1154 is to be kept under guard by one (1) security officer at all times. Viewing of SCP-1154 must be conducted by members of D-class personnel.
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If any additional components of SCP-1154 are discovered to exist, they are to be immediately secured and contained by Mobile Task Force Zeta-29 ("Dragon Slayers"). Any civilians affected by SCP-1154 are to be brought into Foundation custody for two (2) weeks. If, at the end of this period, they have not expired, they are to be dosed with a Class-A amnestic and released.
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Any testing with SCP-1154 must be authorised by at least two Level Three personnel.
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Description: SCP-1154 is the designation given to a collection of media which includes poems, short stories, a novel and a VHS tape. All components have thematic links to an entity which the components refer to as 'the Dragon'. Descriptions of this entity vary with SCP-1154's different components, and very few of the components describe SCP-1154 in accordance with the traditional European image of a dragon. (See Component Analysis 1154-1 for further information.)
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SCP-1154's anomalous effects become apparent when one of its components is viewed and understood by a human being, who will hereafter be referred to as the subject. Over the course of two weeks, the subject will experience the following phenomena:
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Dreams involving vaguely reptilian entities
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Valuables such as jewellery mysteriously disappearing
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Perceiving a drastic increase in the ambient temperature
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A feeling that they are being followed
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Spontaneous combustion (This has not been known to occur with all subjects, and it is unknown what criteria, if any, affects whether this will occur. After death, the body of the subject has been known to disappear, accompanied by the sounds of consumption.)
A summary of the various components that comprise SCP-1154. Components are numbered in the order of their discovery.
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SCP-1154-1: A poem originating from the 1600's entitled 'The Beast of [REDACTED]'. The poem describes how a kingdom is attacked by a dragon and how the king sends three knights to defeat it. Two of the knights are killed by the dragon, but the third knight climbs onto the dragon's back. The poem described how he manages to climb atop its neck and stab it in the throat. He is then eaten whole by the dragon and the poem ends with the words 'And blessed with glory was that beast, Who had come from alien skies to feast'.
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SCP-1154-2: An unpublished novel entitled 'A Quest of Gold'. It follows the adventures of a scholar as he and a group of adventurers attempt to defeat the antagonist, who is referred to as 'The Dragon King'. The protagonists eventually kill 'The Dragon King', but the epilogue describes the scholar being possessed and becoming the new 'Dragon King'.
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SCP-1154-3: A short story entitled 'The Dragon's Shadow'. The story is presented from the point of view of a young boy who is afraid that a dragon is present inside his house. In the story, the dragon is described as dog-sized and as having insectoid properties. The dragon chases the boy around his house, eventually killing and consuming him.
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SCP-1154-4: A crayon drawing of a dragon.
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SCP-1154-5: The dream diary of █████ ███████. Roughly 90 percent of the described dreams involve dragons, lizards, or fire. It is unknown why this specific dream diary carries SCP-1154's properties, as other written accounts of dreams caused by SCP-1154 carry no anomalous effects.
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SCP-1154-6: A movie filmed in 1993 entitled 'Kouen, The Eternal Dragon!'. The film's plot involves the arrival of a humanoid reptile in Tokyo and the military's attempt to destroy it. All attempts are unsuccessful, however, and the film ends with the reptile consuming the last of the survivors.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1190 is to be contained in a secured, temperature-controlled observation room. The observation room must provide accommodations for long term living, to include a cot for sleeping, a restroom, and a food preparation area.
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Video surveillance equipment is to be installed outside the observation windows to record the device’s output as well as any input provided by SCP-1190-1. All recordings from the surveillance equipment are to be permanently archived for study.
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A nurse or nurse assistant must be available to care for SCP-1190-1. Nurse duties include delivery of food, bathing, feeding, application of medicine, administration of intravenous feeding systems, and other tasks necessary for the care of a potentially severely disabled person.
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Personnel are not to interact directly with SCP-1190 except for D-class personnel cleared to be used as test subjects. Any D-class subjects to be used for testing SCP-1190 are to be cleared with site administration for a stay of execution during the course of the experiment.
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Procedure update following experiment 1190-1: The floor of the observation room must have a central drain for eliminating waste.
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Procedure update following experiment 1190-2: SCP-1190 is to be powered at all times, with backup batteries and a diesel generator in case of power failure.
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Description: SCP-1190 is a 1973 Hewlett Packard 3000 computer system. Installed on the device is a program which performs a physics simulation, beginning with the known origins of the universe. Observation of the simulation suggests that it is capable of simulating physical phenomena beyond our current understanding. While running the program, SCP-1190 exhibits inexplicably powerful processing capability, an anomaly which does not persist while the device performs other tasks.
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Attempts to decompile the program or to move it to a different device have failed. The program appears to be corrupt to all observations and actions beyond running it on SCP-1190.
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Aside from its anomalous performance characteristics and the inexplicably accurate logic used by the simulation, the only other notable physical characteristic of SCP-1190 is that it is unusually well maintained for its age. Otherwise, it appears to be a normal example of a computer of its make and model.
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When the program is executed on SCP-1190, the screen displays:
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Press Enter to Begin…
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Any individual who activates the program stored on SCP-1190 will become fascinated with the simulation. The individual will want to intervene in the development of the virtual universe to cause it to proceed according to the individual's personal ideals. The individual is designated SCP-1190-1. Over time, SCP-1190-1 will become more obsessed with the simulation, increasingly neglecting personal needs in favor of managing the virtual universe.
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Documentation of known commands can be obtained with consent from at least one personnel having clearance level 2/1190 or greater; however, the documentation is believed to be far from complete. Each new subject intuits new commands over time, and while video of the subject's input and the observable results on the simulation have been archived, the exact effects of many commands haven't yet become clear.
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History: SCP-1190 came to the attention of The Foundation via an asset embedded in the security department of █████████ Laboratories.
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On ██/██/████, a janitor at █████████ Laboratories reported to security that an unpleasant smell was coming from a disused office.
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In the office, the responding security officer found a researcher who was thought to have been missing for several weeks (D████ C████, hereby designated SCP-1190-1-A) operating SCP-1190 and surrounded by days of her own refuse and waste. SCP-1190-1-A had at some point brought several days worth of food and water to the office, but only a small amount of water remained.
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SCP-1190-1-A displayed symptoms of stage 3 starvation: flaking skin, thinning hair, and insufficient strength to sit up properly. However, SCP-1190-1-A was still operating SCP-1190 while muttering inaudibly.
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The security officer attempted to administer aid, but SCP-1190-1-A was uncooperative until the officer disconnected the power to SCP-1190. SCP-1190-1-A became violent and attempted to attack the officer, but because of the aforementioned symptoms was easily subdued. SCP-1190-1-A expired from systemic infection secondary to starvation while being rushed to the hospital.
Officer: “D████? Is that you? Ugh, it stinks in here—are you okay?”
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SCP-1190-1-A: [INAUDIBLE]
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Officer: “Holy [EXPLETIVE REDACTED]! D████! Your hair—your skin! What happened to you? SecOps, we need medical on floor █, office ███ immediately! Ugh, what the hell are you sitting in? Stay with me, girl!”
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SCP-1190-1-A: [INAUDIBLE]
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Officer attempts to remove SCP-1190-1-A from the terminal, but she resists.
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Officer: “Hey—what’s going on here? You need help! Let me help you!”
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Officer waves a hand in front of SCP-1190-1-A and gets no response. The officer then unplugs SCP-1190 from the wall.
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Officer: “You’ve got to focus! Stay with me!”
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SCP-1190-1-A: “You… you killed them… m-murderer! You killed them all!”
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SCP-1190-1-A attempts to lunge at the officer, but lacks the strength to stay upright and collapses. SCP-1190-1-A claws at the officer’s legs.
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Officer: “W-what are you doing? You’ve got to hold still! Ouch! Hey, I’m here to help you!”
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The officer restrains SCP-1190-1-A with a pair of handcuffs.
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Officer: “SecOps, you’d better get a stretcher up here—something with restraints, I just found D████ and she is delirious and in bad shape.”
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SCP-1190-1-A: “Billions… you killed billions. They needed me, I gave them paradise, and you killed them. Monster!”
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SCP-1190 was taken into containment by The Foundation on ██/██/████.
Subject: D-class personnel D-11593 is a 53 year old Caucasian male.
+Subject Background: A former network administrator, D-11593 is a sociopath convicted on 6 counts of torture and murder in the first degree.
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D-11593 (hereafter referred to as SCP-1190-1-B) was selected for this experiment due to high scores on computer aptitude tests.
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Day 1: SCP-1190-1-B was locked in the observation room for SCP-1190. Subject was instructed to begin the simulation, and to keep a diary during the experiment. Subject was given no further instructions.
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Day 2: SCP-1190-1-B spent 2 hours tending to the simulation.
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Excerpt from subject diary
+“They’re making me run some kind of simulation, it seems. So far all I can see are a bunch of white pixels moving away from each other. I can make them move a little faster or a little slower, but that’s about it.”
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Day 7: SCP-1190-1-B spent 8 hours tending to the simulation.
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Excerpt from subject diary
+“The stars, they have planets! I figured out how to start a chain reaction in a star that makes it supernova and take out a bunch of planets with it. Maybe if I fast forward enough, I can find one with some playthings.”
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Day 12: SCP-1190-1-B spent 14 hours tending to the simulation. The rest of the day was spent sleeping and eating with no recreation.
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Excerpt from subject diary
+“I found another planet with some life starting. I shouldn’t have broken the last planet with life; it took me too long to find another one. This time I think I’ll be more subtle and see how much a life form can take before it just can't live anymore.”
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Day 20: SCP-1190-1-B spent 18 hours tending to the simulation. Subject ate at the terminal, leaving only to sleep and use the restroom.
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Excerpt from subject diary
+“I figured out how to keep the creatures I created alive, even when most of them just want to die. The young ones cry and shake from the pain, but as they get older, they seem to get used to it. I have to figure out a way to change up the pain as they get older, so it will never end.”
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Day 42: SCP-1190-1-B spent 20 hours tending to the simulation. Subject ate at the terminal, and only left the simulation to use the restroom. SCP-1190-1-B fell asleep for 4 hours at the desk; upon waking up, subject displayed some anxiety about having drifted off. When instructed to write in the journal, SCP-1190-1-B became agitated and had to be threatened with an electric prod before complying.
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Excerpt from subject diary
+“The last of the creatures from planet 7 died out today while I was asleep. I should have been there so it wouldn't have been so quick. Now they're making me spend more time away from the universe to write this entry; who knows what else I'll miss?
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+I suppose I was getting bored anyway, they can only scream so much. I think this time, I'll make the life on planets 12 and 13 evolve so they are perfect for killing each other, then open up a wormhole between the planets and see who wins.”
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Day 84: SCP-1190-1-B spent 24 hours tending to the simulation. Subject no longer eats independently, and has been placed on intravenous feeding. The nurse has to give the subject sponge baths, and a drain has been installed in the floor so waste can be flushed. In addition, the nurse has been instructed to regularly manipulate the subject's extremities to mitigate complications from long-term immobility.
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When instructed to write in the journal, subject remains unresponsive, even if shocked with an electric prod.
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Transcript of surveillance video
+SCP-1190-1-B: “No, it can't be over this soon! I know, I'll bring them back, let them fight it out again…”
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Day 105: SCP-1190-1-B suffered from a pulmonary embolism resulting from a deep-vein thrombosis. Subject began to have trouble breathing and started coughing. The research assistant on duty called for the nurse, who was off duty and took nearly 30 minutes to respond. By the time the nurse arrived, the subject's symptoms had transitioned to bloody coughing and collapse. Before losing consciousness, SCP-1190-1-B rendered the simulation unusable by bringing about the destruction of the virtual universe.
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SCP-1190-1-B was transferred to medical, where an anticoagulant was administered, but SCP-1190-1-B expired from sudden cardiac death.
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Transcript of surveillance video
+SCP-1190-1-B begins exhibiting trouble breathing, including wheezing and coughing.
+Research Assistant Dr. █████ : “Hey, what's going on with our guy? Get the nurse to check him out.”
+Approximately 30 minutes elapses before SCP-1190-1-B begins coughing up blood.
+SCP-1190-1-B: “What… what's happening…”
+SCP-1190-1-B's posture becomes limp during onset of collapse; the nurse arrives and is cleared to enter the observation room.
+SCP-1190-1-B: “I can't… leave them… alone. If I go… they're coming with me.”
+Nurse ███████ : “We've got tachypnea, hemoptysis and cyanosis. We need to get him to medical immediately!”
+SCP-1190-1-B loses consciousness.
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Nurse ███████ was reprimanded for responding to a priority 3 page in excess of 10 minutes. Video of this incident is under consideration for staff training purposes.
Subject: D-class personnel D-14899 is a 37 year old Hispanic female.
+Subject Background: A former professional artist, D-14899 was convicted on 2 counts of murder after one of her art pieces was vandalized.
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D-14899 (hereafter referred to as SCP-1190-1-C) was selected for this experiment due to an artistic background.
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Day 1: SCP-1190-1-C was locked in the observation room for SCP-1190. Subject was instructed to begin the simulation, and to keep a diary during the experiment. SCP-1190-1-C was given no further instructions.
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Day 2: SCP-1190-1-C spent 1 hour tending to the simulation.
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Excerpt from subject diary
+“This place is like so many other prisons, and yet unlike them. I heard sounds … or maybe I didn’t… in the other areas. Had strange feelings. Ideas came into my mind, inspirations… I want to paint them, but I can't. All I have is this diary, and some computer, showing dots.”
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Day 4: SCP-1190-1-C spent 2 hours tending to the simulation, and 6 hours sketching in the diary. Subject's request for assorted art supplies denied.
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Excerpt from subject diary
+“I tried. I tried to get the ideas out, but I can only do so much with a pencil. The only other thing in here to look at is that computer, and all I can do is move around in space. If only there were some colors to look at.”
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Day 9: SCP-1190-1-C spent 12 hours tending to the simulation. The rest of the day was spent writing extensive diary entries, eating and sleeping.
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Excerpt from subject diary
+“This is amazing! It's the world's biggest, most perfect canvas! But it's more than that. I can shape galaxies into flowers, and those into gardens. I can paint the horizon of a beautiful purple moon with stars that change colors as the planet rotates. It's sculpting, and painting, and music and dance, all at once!”
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Day 21: SCP-1190-1-C spent 20 hours tending to the simulation. Subject eats meals at the terminal, and leaves only to use the restroom, to sleep for 2 hours, and to make entries in the diary.
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Excerpt from subject diary
+“I created the perfect woman. Tall, beautiful, unusual and yet familiar. She seems motherly and yet distant. Her children are unformed pieces of clay with endless possibility. She recognizes their potential, and is proud, but still cries when I transform them. It is beautiful… some people can sculpt what they feel, but only I can literally sculpt using raw emotion.”
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Day 30: SCP-1190-1-C spent 23 hours tending to the simulation. Subject eats meals at the terminal, and leaves only to use the restroom and to make entries in the diary.
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Excerpt from subject diary
+“Art can mean so much more when you're not bound by rules. I can make a line of colors that didn't exist until I invented them that goes from one end of the universe to the other, and it will never move or fall down. I reshaped the structure of carbon to make shapes I never could have thought of in my wildest dreams!”
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Day 31: A breach of containment by SCP-███ caused an extended power interruption which powered down SCP-1190. After a momentary delay, SCP-1190-1-C became violent, attempting to destroy objects in the room other than SCP-1190. Security had to enter the observation room to contain the outburst.
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SCP-1190-1-C is currently restrained in medical. Class A amnestics were administered, but the subject continues to exhibit symptoms similar to sustained withdrawal, including depression, anxiety, fatigue and nausea. Subject indicates that she undergoes persistent cravings for an unidentifiable "fix".
Subject: D-class personnel D-17019 is a 67 year old Caucasian male with moderate obsessive-compulsive disorder manifesting in a compulsion to place objects into certain patterns.
+Subject Background: D-17019's was convicted on 1 count of arson resulting in the deaths of 9.
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D-17019 (hereafter referred to as SCP-1190-1-D) was selected for this experiment due to a unique concept of organization.
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Day 1: SCP-1190-1-D was locked in the observation room for SCP-1190. Subject was instructed to begin the simulation, and to keep a diary during the experiment. SCP-1190-1-D was given no further instructions.
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Day 2: SCP-1190-1-D spent 1 hour tending to the simulation.
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Excerpt from Subject diary:
+"Nothing is where it should be the cot is on the north wall with the head facing east. And then there's this computer! The dots are all wrong in every way. I want to get in there and fix them so badly.”
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Day 3: SCP-1190-1-D has suffered from a sudden embolic stroke. Because the stroke occurred while the nurse was on duty, the subject was able to be transferred immediately to medical. Reports indicate that the subject has been stabilized and that partial recovery is likely; however some damage to the ventral striatum is likely to be permanent, which may affect the subject's long-term behavior.
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Day 8: SCP-1190-1-D released from medical and subjected to a full psych evaluation. Reports indicate that the subject no longer feels compulsion to reorganize objects.
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Day 9: SCP-1190-1-D placed back into the observation room for SCP-1190. Subject spent no time tending to the simulation.
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Excerpt from Subject diary:
+“Things which used to seem so significant don't anymore. Nothing really motivates me like it used to.”
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Day 10: SCP-1190-1-D spent no time tending to the simulation.
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Day 17: SCP-1190-1-D spent no time tending to the simulation. Subject appears to be immune to the compulsion to interact with SCP-1190. Subject's stay of execution will be revoked, and subject will be remanded to general Foundation custody.
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Experiment log, ██/██/████
+“With SCP-1190-1-D's brain damaged, it appears that SCP-1190 no longer is able to exert a compulsive effect on the subject. While some might call this experiment a failure, it presents a heretofore unavailable opportunity to let the simulation run its course without intervention. The results of this "pure" simulation could be very interesting.”
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1437 is to be contained behind a perimeter of two (2) meter tall electrical fencing, which is to be patrolled by groups of three (3) security officers at all times. Any trespassers attempting to access SCP-1437 are to be brought into custody, interrogated, and if found to be ignorant of SCP-1437's nature, dosed with a Class-A amnestic and released.
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Any items or organisms which emerge from SCP-1437 are to be immediately tested for hazards, and if found safe, examined further. Experimentation involving SCP-1437 is strictly forbidden.
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Description: SCP-1437 is an apparently endless hole measuring 3m x 3m, located in the ██████ Desert. Attempts to dig into SCP-1437 from the side result in the diggers encountering solid rock where logic would dictate SCP-1437 would be. SCP-1437 is thus only accessible from its entrance above ground.
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SCP-1437 appears to be an access point to an as-of-yet unknown number of parallel universes. Objects have been known to periodically emerge from SCP-1437 at great speeds, including:
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One (1) US quarter. (First known object emergence.)
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Large quantities of dirt and rocks. (Believed to be an attempt by a parallel containment team to fill in their corresponding SCP-1437.)
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A map of North America written in Spanish. (According to said map, the government of North America is "La República Popular de Aguas Nuevas", or "The People's Republic of New Waters".)
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A photograph of a skyline, believed to be a radically altered version of New York's. (Structures resembling coral are visible and a large flying organism can be seen in the distance.)
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Several disks made from solid gold. (Accompanying the disks was a sheet of paper reading 'PLEASE SEND RAIN'.)
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During a period lasting from 200█-20██, numerous individuals, most of whom wore D-class uniforms, emerged from SCP-1437; all of them were dead on arrival.1 All emerging individuals carried documents which appear to be their respective universes' documentation on SCP-1437. It is currently believed that these D-class personnel and previously mentioned documentation were sent as a gesture of desired cooperation.
Individual carrying documentation appeared to be in adequate physical condition. Individual was wearing a pressure suit with an attached oxygen supply.
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SCP-1437
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+Item #: SCP-1437
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Safety Rating: Safe for Public
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Safety Procedures: Unauthorized citizens are to be kept at a safe distance from SCP-1437 at all times. Any authorized tours of the area are to be accompanied by two (2) security officers for their own protection. Taking of photographs is to be permitted. Any citizens attempting to go past safety fencing are to be arrested and handed over to local law enforcement.
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Description: SCP-1437 is an apparently endless hole measuring 10m x 10m, located in the town of Promise. Attempts to dig into SCP-1437 from the side result in the diggers encountering solid rock where logic would dictate SCP-1437 would be. SCP-1437 is thus only accessible from its entrance above ground.
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SCP-1437 appears to be an access point to an as-of-yet unknown number of parallel universes. Objects have been known to periodically emerge from SCP-1437 at great speeds, including:
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One small pyramid composed of concrete. (First known object emergence, believed to be a building material.)
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Large quantities of dirt and rocks. (Believed to be an attempt by a parallel safety team to fill in their corresponding SCP-1437.)
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A landscape painting, believed to be of a location in Scotland. (According to the painting, its originating universe's sun is blue and its sky yellow.)
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Several disks made from solid gold. (Accompanying the disks was a sheet of paper reading 'PLEASE STOP PLAGUE'.)
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A photograph of several scientists. (All scientists pictured have unusually long fingers, estimated to be nearly twenty-five (25) centimeters long.)
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A sheet of paper reading "THANK YOU PLEASE SEND MORE GIFTS."
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During a period lasting from 2009-2012, numerous individuals, most of whom wore bright orange jumpsuits, emerged from SCP-1437, all of whom were dead on arrival. All emerging individuals carried documents which appear to be their respective universes' documentation on SCP-1437. It is currently believed that these individuals and the documentation they carried were sent as a gesture of desired cooperation. On the 15th of August 2012, a volunteer from the Foundation, Marco Perton, entered SCP-1437 wearing safety gear, taking with him a copy of this document.
Individual carrying documentation was in adequate physical condition. The phrase 'PROPERTY OF SCP CORPORATION' was branded on the individual's left arm.
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SCP-1437
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+Item Designation: SCP-1437
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Threat Level: Little
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1437 is to be contained behind a perimeter of two (2) meter tall electrical fencing, which is to be patrolled by groups of three (3) security officers at all times. Any trespassers attempting to access SCP-1437 are to be charged with the crime of industrial espionage.
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Any items or organisms which emerge from SCP-1437 are to be immediately tested for hazards, and if found safe, examined further. After examination, suitable items are to be auctioned off to interested collectors.
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Description: SCP-1437 is an apparently endless hole measuring 1m x 1m, located in the ██████████ Outback. Attempts to dig into SCP-1437 from the side result in the diggers encountering solid rock where logic would dictate SCP-1437 would be. SCP-1437 is thus only accessible from its entrance above ground.
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SCP-1437 appears to be an access point to an as-of-yet unknown number of parallel universes. Objects have been known to periodically emerge from SCP-1437 at great speeds, including:
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A statue of what is believed to be a reptilian entity sporting numerous eyes and tails. (First known object emergence.)
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Large quantities of dirt and rocks. (Believed to be an attempt by a parallel containment team to fill in their corresponding SCP-1437.)
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A glass bottle of water.
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A human femur. (Covered in saliva.)
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A cube composed of several smaller cubes, all of which are different colours. (Purpose unknown.)
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A soccer ball. (Ball only has five sides.)
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During a period lasting from 200█-20██, numerous individuals, most of which wore D-class uniforms, emerged from SCP-1437, all of which were dead on arrival. (The fact that it is apparently impossible to travel through SCP-1437 and survive has prevented the Corporation from utilizing SCP-1437 for commercial purposes.) All emerging individuals carried documents which appear to be their respective universes' documentation on SCP-1437. It is currently believed that these D-class personnel and previously mentioned documentation were sent as a gesture of desired cooperation. Several D-class personnel have been sent through SCP-1437 carrying copies of this document.
Individual carrying documentation was wrapped in bandages and appeared to have been blinded in the recent past. Lacerations were present on the arms and legs, and the individual's tongue had been cut out.
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SCP-1437
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+Object #: SCP-1437
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Heathen Level: Unforgivable
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Holding Measures: High Priest ███ is to bless the holding site of SCP-1437 every two (2) years and blood sacrifices are to be dropped into SCP-1437 after each blessing. Blood sacrifices are to hold copies of these scrolls as a warning to any demons to stay away. Spirits are to be consulted after these sacrifices, and suggested changes to holding measures are to be carried out immediately.
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Description: SCP-1437 is an apparently endless hole measuring 3m x 3m, located in the ██████ Desert. Attempts to dig into SCP-1437 from the side result in the diggers encountering solid rock where logic would dictate SCP-1437 would be. SCP-1437 is thus only accessible from its entrance above ground.
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SCP-1437 appears to be a portal to the Underworld. Objects have been known to periodically emerge from SCP-1437 at great speeds, including:
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Several disks made from solid gold. (Accompanying the disk was a sheet of paper reading 'PLEASE KILL FOES'.)
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Large quantities of dirt and rocks. (Believed to be an attempt by demons to harm the High Priest ███, who was present at the holding site at the time.)
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The broken remains of a human arm. (Covered in saliva.)
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A photograph of a metal bird flying away from a city. What appears to be a large mushroom is visible behind the bird. (Believed to be attempt by demons at mocking us.)
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A human eye which moved when touched. (Believed to be a lesser demon. Was burnt immediately.)
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During a period lasting from 200█-20██, dead demons wearing the skins of men emerged from the pit. They were thrown back in immediately and the site was re-blessed by High Priest ███.
Individual carrying documentation was a heavily emaciated pre-adolescent, who appeared to have been lobotomized in the recent past.
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SCP-1437
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+Item #: SCP-1437
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Object Class: Safe
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1437 is to be contained behind a perimeter of two (2) meter tall electrical fencing, which is to be patrolled by groups of three (3) security officers at all times. Any trespassers attempting to access SCP-1437 are to be delivered to Our Masters Above for enhanced interrogation.
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Any items or organisms which emerge from SCP-1437 are to be immediately tested for hazards, and if found safe, examined further. Any useful technology which emerges from SCP-1437 is to be delivered to Our Masters Above immediately.
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Description: SCP-1437 is an apparently endless hole measuring ███m x ███m, located in Zone 29 of the Brazilian Sector. Attempts to dig into SCP-1437 from the side result in the diggers encountering solid rock where logic would dictate SCP-1437 would be. SCP-1437 is thus only accessible from its entrance above ground.
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SCP-1437 appears to be an access point to an as-of-yet unknown number of parallel universes. Objects believed to be gifts intended for Our Masters Above have been known to periodically emerge from SCP-1437 at great speeds, including:
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One (1) diamond. (First known gift. Delivered to Our Masters Above.)
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Large quantities of dirt and rocks. (Purpose unknown.)
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Bark from the extinct Quercus buckleyi. (Delivered to Our Masters Above.)
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The lower half of a human body. (Delivered to supervising Servant of Our Masters Above. It is currently unknown how the gift-sender was aware of the diet of Our Masters Above. A document was sent into SCP-1437 thanking the gift-giver for the object and requesting further tributes to Our Masters Above.)
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A bottle of human-intended wine. (See Incident 1437-1.)
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Incident 1437-1: On ██/██/██, a bottle of human-intended wine emerged from SCP-1437. Recognizing an assassination attempt upon members of Our Masters Above, the supervising Servant ordered that a Don-Burten explosive device be delivered down SCP-1437. Its orders were followed and the threat appears to have been resolved.
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This is a reminder of why we must be vigilant in our containment procedures. From now on, I don't want any of these 'gifts' being taken out of containment. They are a clear and present danger to Our Masters Above. - O5-1.
Special Containment Procedures:SCP-1474 is to be surrounded by at least 400 individual garlands composed of common daisies (Bellis perennis). Each individual garland must be composed of no fewer than 1080 flowers.
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Two level-1 Foundation personnel fluent in Mandarin Chinese are to monitor SCP-1474-02 for potential changes in necessary containment procedures at all times. In the event of a containment breach, all air from the containment area is to be vented into an adjacent storage facility. D-class personnel wearing self-contained breathing apparatus are to enter and enact new containment procedures. Should the necessary time for the enactment of new containment procedures exceed one hour, the containment area of SCP-1474 is to be vacated until all SCP-1474-03 has been successfully removed from the area.
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SCP-1474 is to be kept in Outdoor Storage Area 36. No attempt to enclose SCP-1474 is to be made.
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Description: SCP-1474 is an installation composed of three parts, numbered SCP-1474-01, -02, and -03. SCP-1474-01 is a mechanism contained within a standard 12 x 2.4 m shipping container. The container has several hundred holes drilled into the top and sides, presumably to allow the escape of SCP-1474-03. SCP-1474-01 is constructed from wheels, pipes, gears, refrigerators, police tape, cogs, water coolers, and springs. It is capable of operating indefinitely without a power source. During operation, component pieces of SCP-1474-01 become impossible to break or harm. If a part of the object is removed during SCP-1474-01's passive state, the object continues to function, regardless of the loss. If efforts to contain SCP-1474-01 are unsuccessful, or if its containment procedures change, it automatically begins to operate. It is not known how the object is able to detect changes in its environment, nor how its operation is capable of adapting to containment procedures. See Addendum 1474-G-87r for additional details.
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SCP-1474-02 is a █████-brand speaker affixed to the casing of SCP-1474-01. Attempts to activate it or locate an internal or external power source have been unsuccessful. SCP-1474-02 activates an average of once every three days. When active, it announces a new series of containment procedures in Mandarin Chinese. The conditions of the announcement must be met to maintain the passive state of SCP-1474-01. Immediately following the announcement of changing containment procedures, previous containment procedures for SCP-1474-01 cease to function, and SCP-1474-01 begins operation.
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Following operation for more than one hour, SCP-1474-01 releases an aerosol composed of several compounds, including liquid polythene, melamine formaldehyde, and polyvinyl chloride, designated SCP-1474-03, at a rate of 500 liters per second. Upon contact with a solid, it immediately condenses and forms a barrier around the surface of the object. When coated in a layer of SCP-1474-03, subjects have been immobilized in 100% of recorded instances. In the event of inhalation, SCP-1474-03 will coat the interior of the subject's lungs, leading to death by asphyxiation. Non-pulmonary exposure to SCP-1474-03 does not have any lasting adverse side-effects, and the coating can be removed without significant injury. The means by which the components of SCP-1474-03 have been aerosolized is unknown. SCP-1474-01 and -02 appear immune to the effects of SCP-1474-03, and continue to function without incident in its presence. Review of security footage has revealed that SCP-1474-03 is not emitted by any one portion of SCP-1474-01, but rather comes from the object as a whole.
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Selected Former Containment Procedures
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██/█/20██: SCP-1474-01 is to be surrounded by a ring of 19 D-Class personnel wearing standard People's Liberation Army (PLA) uniforms and fitted with standard CDS collars. The D-Class personnel are to be instructed to sing the Chinese children's song "Liang Zhi Lao Hu" and skip in time to the song. In the event of fatigue, the CDS collars are to deliver a dose of 3 mg of Stimulant Batch 87 to the jugular vein. Any D-Class personnel attempting to break or leave the ring is to be terminated immediately. Remaining D-Class personnel are to close the ring as quickly as possible and continue containment procedures.
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█/█/20██: One D-Class personnel fluent in Mandarin Chinese and clad in a Chinese tunic suit (popularly known as a "Mao suit") is to enter the container for SCP-1474-01. The door to the container is to be closed and locked. The D-Class is to narrate an account of their life, from conception to death, told in the first person. The narrative is to be embellished at every possible point, leaving only the most basic elements intact. All narratives are to last at least three hours and are to end with the phrase "I forwent attachment and in so doing, won against myself."
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█/██/20██: 400 Papilio paris (Paris Peacock butterfly) larvae are to be introduced to the container for SCP-1474-01, along with 100 kg of Standard Nutrient Substance 83-n. The doors to the container are to be sealed for 14 days. Upon unsealing of the doors, D-Class personnel equipped with butterfly nets are to attempt to recapture as many butterflies as possible.
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For a complete list of containment procedures, consult document 1474-8f.
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Recovery Log 1474
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SCP-1474 was discovered by police at 5:30 AM on 09/10/20██ in ███ ████ Park in ███████, China. At the time of discovery, no part of the object was active. The container was opened by Officer ██ ███, who mistook SCP-1474-01 for an explosive device. At 5:45 AM, members of the local bomb squadron arrived to attempt to defuse the object. A cordon was placed in a 400 m radius around the object at 5:47 AM, and civilians evacuated from the area. At 5:48 AM, SCP-1474-01 and -02 became active, with SCP-1474-02 detailing that a paper mâché mountain be built to cover it. Attempts to disarm or remotely detonate SCP-1474-01 proved ineffective, and at 6:48 AM, approximately 10,000 liters of SCP-1474-03 was released into the park, leading to seventeen casualties. At this time, several Foundation agents embedded in the ███████ Police Department reported the incident, and the object was eventually taken into Foundation custody.
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Upon containment, a small placard was found inside SCP-1474-01. For further details, see document 1474-1d-29
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Document 1474-1d-29
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In Solidarity with Xiu Lidao1, Great Sage, Equal of Heaven
+Zhang San2, 2508
+Only what is clung to can be lost. Only what is trapped can escape.
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Request 1474-03-f
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After █ months and over ██ different containment procedures for SCP-1474, the time has come to reevaluate its nature. It is not simply an anomalous object; it is a work of art, and must be viewed as such. The placard found within suggests that it is political in nature, specifically about a Chinese political prisoner. Its anomalous properties began to manifest the second that the police barrier around it closed, and have only continued despite our best efforts at containment. As a work of art, it is dependent on context. The context for the work is containment and imprisonment; if we no longer contain it, containment will cease to be an issue. Requesting permission to relocate SCP-1474 outdoors in a non-enclosed area.
+- Dr. Lomax
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Request granted. SCP-1474 is to be moved temporarily to Outdoor Storage Facility 36. -O5-██
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Addendum 1474-G-87r
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After several rounds of testing, it appears that SCP-1474 ceases activity when not enclosed. For the past five weeks, SCP-1474-01 and -02 have been completely inactive. Propose changing containment procedures to reflect these findings.
+- Dr. Lomax
Special Containment Procedures: All known specimens of SCP-1615, and material contaminated by SCP-1615, are kept in a secure storage area at Research Sector-██. The storage area used to contain SCP-1615 must comply with Biosafety Level 2 regulations, due to the low risk of aerosolization of SCP-1615. SCP-1615 is to be treated as a Level 2 biohazard at all times. Ingestion of SCP-1615 is forbidden except in the case of D-Class personnel for testing purposes.
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In case of SCP-1615 infection outside of testing, affected individuals are to be kept in an environment with a light level of under 5,000 lux for three days following ingestion. If symptoms arise, SCP-1615-1 instances are to be fed daily meals in excess of 2100 Calories per day until symptoms cease.
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Should specimens of SCP-1615 be found to have been distributed to the general populace, a cover story is to be disseminated and affected individuals are to be quarantined until anomalous effects cease, and then administered Class-A or Class-B amnestics as warranted and released back into the civilian population.
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Food contaminated by SCP-1615 is to be destroyed in the field with the exception of samples taken for research purposes. All areas which have experienced SCP-1615 contamination are to be monitored for a possible resurgence in SCP-1615-1 cases.
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Description: SCP-1615 is a species of fungus which belongs to a previously unidentified phylum, similar to mold, that is capable of forming colonies on organic material. Unlike common molds, the fungus has not been observed to spoil food nor form colonies large enough to be visible without microscopic analysis. SCP-1615 seems capable of residing dormant in any infected item indefinitely, provided the item is not damaged by decomposition, dissolution, burning, or exposure to temperatures exceeding 250° Celsius.
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SCP-1615 does not present overtly anomalous properties until it is ingested by a human being. If an individual who has ingested SCP-1615 (henceforth designated SCP-1615-1) is exposed to a level of light in excess of around 10,000 lux within approximately 72 hours of ingestion, the subject begins to undergo a series of biological changes. SCP-1615 induces the generation of chlorophyll and associated accessory compounds required to perform photosynthesis, forming structures similar to chloroplasts within the subject’s skin cells. This change takes approximately two hours to fully manifest, and leaves the affected areas of skin with a green discolouration.
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The generation of chloroplasts in the skin allows SCP-1615-1 subjects to photosynthesize in order to produce energy. This process appears to be significantly more efficient than the photosynthesis seen in plants and cyanobacteria, with a far higher rate of glucose production, likely in order to make up for the amount of energy required for human movement. SCP-1615 seems to have a beneficial effect on SCP-1615-1, allowing SCP-1615 to generate energy without adequate food supplies or outside nutrition. However, reliance on SCP-1615 as the only source of sustenance can lead to malnutrition, as SCP-1615-1 instances cannot internally manufacture certain substances necessary to keep the human body healthy, such as various vitamins. As such, dietary supplements are necessary to keep SCP-1615-1 subjects in good health.
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The anomalous effects of SCP-1615 eliminate the need to eat in order to provide the body with sustenance in most cases, however water intake is still required. The effects of SCP-1615 persist indefinitely; however, should an SCP-1615-1 subject consume an amount of food in excess of around 1700 Calories per day over the course of approximately seven days, the effects of SCP-1615 typically begin to wear off over the course of several days. In certain individuals the effects of SCP-1615 appear to be permanent. █ such individuals are known to exist, leaving the rate with which such reactions occur too low to be reliably estimated. At this time it is unknown why this only occurs to certain individuals.
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Addendum 1615-1: SCP-1615 was identified by Foundation personnel following a famine in ███████ in 199█. Approximately 200 people living in outlying villages in the region were affected by SCP-1615, necessitating the distribution of amnestics on those affected. SCP-1615 was apparently distributed by personnel working for the Manna Charitable Foundation as a form of famine relief.
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Manna Charitable Foundation operatives had maintained a high degree of contact with the villagers, and had informed them of the effects of SCP-1615 prior to distributing it. A degree of coercion was necessary to extract information regarding the Manna Charitable Foundation’s operations from the affected villagers. Despite this, the individuals involved in the original distribution of SCP-1615 were not located.
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Following this initial incident, SCP-1615 has been found in █ different cases. Foundation investigations into MCF activities have thus far failed to produce any living operatives.
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Addendum 1615-2: Following an investigation into the SCP-1615 distribution event in ████████ in 199█, Foundation agents recovered the following documentation from the building which had apparently been used as the distribution centre of SCP-1615. It appears to be a draft copy of a letter intended for delivery to a superior or colleague within the Manna Charitable Foundation.
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Dear [ILLEGIBLE]
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While I cannot understand why you feel the need to meddle you have decided to involve yourself in a project not under your purview, I can understand your anger at our distribution of the new rations without asking you first your permission.
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I can assure you, however, that there is no need for your anxiety. The rations are safe for human consumption, unlike the h and will not pose a threat to our beneficiaries.
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I’ve exercised the proper amount of caution, I promise you. I won’t make a mistake like the one you made. I understand why you are afraid, but we cannot allow ourselves to be held back by fear of
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The product is fully safety-tested, and holding the product back any longer would be irresponsible. It works. It is safe. I can promise you that.
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Addendum 1615-3: Following a SCP-1615 distribution event in [DATA EXPUNGED] during July 200█, SCP-1615 was found to have contaminated a significant crop of wheat in the area during the harvest the following year. This appears to have been accidental, as no Manna Charitable Foundation interference in the area was reported. As a result of this contamination, SCP Foundation operatives were forced to destroy the crop under the guise of a naturally-occurring brushfire. It is unknown how many casualties indirectly resulted from this operation.
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Following this incident, no SCP-1615 distribution events have been reported. The reason for the cessation of SCP-1615 distribution is as yet unknown.
A profile picture used by SCP-1715 on several occasions.
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Item #: SCP-1715
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Object Class: Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: Foundation-operated web analysis bot Gamma-84 ("ANTIBEN") is to be kept in constant operation and checked for defects twice a week by a Level-2 staff member. When functional, the bot will search a wide range of online message boards for posts created by individuals previously declared deceased. If a manifestation of SCP-1715 on a website is confirmed, the bot will initiate a distributed denial-of-service attack against the site until Foundation personnel are able to either permanently remove the site from operation or convince the site's administrators that SCP-1715 is a person of malicious intent. A list of convincing cover stories for the latter procedure can be found in Document 1715-63.
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Description: SCP-1715 is an anomalous entity that sporadically joins and integrates itself into small online communities such as message boards and wiki databases. SCP-1715 uses a different name on each website it joins; however, every recorded username chosen by the entity has either included the word "█████" or been thematically linked to ██████. All efforts to trace SCP-1715's source have failed. It is currently unknown whether SCP-1715 is a corporeal entity accessing the internet from a physical location or an incorporeal phenomenon that exists only on the internet itself.
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SCP-1715 describes itself differently from manifestation to manifestation, but always claims to be between 15 and 30 years of age. SCP-1715 typically targets small, but growing web communities that are centered around video games, television programs, musical groups, and similar interests. SCP-1715 primarily targets English-speaking communities, although manifestations on non-English websites have also been documented.1 SCP-1715 has proven capable of manifesting on as many as 9 websites at once; it is currently unknown if this is the extent of its limitations or merely the highest number of cases observed by the Foundation.
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For the most part, SCP-1715 uses proper grammar, spelling, punctuation, and spelling, with only occasional errors, and displays a high level of knowledge surrounding the topic of the website it is participating in. Other members of the online communities frequented by SCP-1715 generally consider it to be affable, polite, enthusiastic, and helpful. Because of its attractive personality and active level of participation, SCP-1715 will often become a highly respected user on websites within a relatively short amount of time. On a number of occasions, SCP-1715 has been promoted to positions of authority by site administrators.
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SCP-1715 begins to show anomalous properties once it has established itself as a presence on an online community, usually within eight weeks of its initial join date. At that time, SCP-1715 will send a number of private messages to other site members, beginning with other popular users. These messages generally begin with a declaration of friendship, followed by fabricated details regarding SCP-1715's personal life, and end with a request for the recipient's personal information. If the user ignores the message or responds without providing any factual personal details, no anomalous effects will take place. If the user provides SCP-1715 with factual personal information, the user and their account will become instances of SCP-1715-1 and SCP-1715-2, respectively.
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Within two weeks of responding to SCP-1715's message, instances of SCP-1715-1 will be injured in a violent incident. Such occurrences have included accidents, homicides, and suicides. Although these incidents usually result in immediate death, there have been cases of SCP-1715-1 instances being rendered comatose, brain dead, or similarly incapacitated. Investigations performed by local law enforcement units and Foundation agents have determined all deaths to be apparently non-anomalous in nature and explainable by forensic evidence. In one case, Foundation investigators found evidence that an individual had started planning his murder several years before the SCP-1715-1 victim had ever joined a message board. It is currently unknown if SCP-1715 is somehow influencing these events or if it actively seeks out individuals it knows will die.
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After an instance of SCP-1715-1 is deceased or otherwise incapacitated, the corresponding instance of SCP-1715-2 will remain active in its respective online communities, posting content that is consistent with SCP-1715-1's personality and writing style. Instances of SCP-1715-2 possess the same memories as their counterparts up until the time of their death, but deny that they are, in fact, dead (often accusing the inquiring party of being a "troll"2). SCP-1715-2 discuss the same topics as their living counterparts, with the exception that they will occasionally post messages that could be interpreted as references to their deceased state (see Addendum).
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Instances of SCP-1715-2 remain active and prolific members until such time that SCP-1715 announces its departure from the website. Once this takes place, all instances of SCP-1715-2 will reply to the announcement with various well-wishes and goodbyes before immediately ceasing all anomalous activity. Beyond their apparently symbiotic connection to SCP-1715, there does not appear to be a limit to the amount of time SCP-1715-2 can remain active: one group remained active for 11 years, analyzing and discussing episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer on a daily basis until the site was eventually shut down by Foundation personnel.
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Addendum: The following are examples of posts by SCP-1715-2 that could be interpreted as referencing their deceased state.
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SCP-1715-2-45
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User: "Tungsten", real name Daniel ████████, age 16.
+Cause of death: Fall from a balcony.
+Context: Posted in a discussion thread about allergies, responding to a user who complained of severe sinus headaches.
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Ugh. My head starts killing me as soon as fall is over.
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I can sympathize with that. :P
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SCP-1715-2-88
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User: "PavlovsLemur", real name Tyler ███████, age 22.
+Cause of death: Blood loss.
+Context: Users were speculating the outcome of the series finale of the television drama Lost. After a user criticized one of Tyler's theories, a third user then came to Tyler's defense.
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No, no, it's cool. I just need to think outside the box.
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Sorry, I started rambling again. Anyway, don't worry dude. It was a bad idea. I'm not cut up about it or anything. Except…never mind. Forget it. I'll be cool with anything as long as Jack makes it out okay somehow.
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SCP-1715-2-109
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User: "xXxLionTearsxXx", real name Rebecca █████, age 14.
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uh, i don't think that's really possible for me… lol
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Communication Log: Under the username "CarMichael", Agent Mallager engaged SCP-1715 in conversation on 07/29/2012 via an internet relay chat application. SCP-1715 had recently become a moderator on [REDACTED].net, an online discussion board for fans of the Final Fantasy video game series, and was serving as an operator for the site's official chatroom at the time Agent Mallager made contact.
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<Begin Log>
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18:50 CarMichael Hello
+18:50 StephenFoster Hey there. Need something?
+18:50 CarMichael asl?
+18:50 StephenFoster Uhh. . . 18, male, Michigan.
+18:51 CarMichael whats your real name?
+18:51 StephenFoster Brian Parker. Why do you ask?
+18:51 CarMichael Just curious
+18:51 StephenFoster Okay then. . .
+18:52 CarMichael Because when we chatted back on the Maple Story board, you called yourself Cameron Thomas.
+18:53 StephenFoster Ah. It's you guys again.
+18:53 StephenFoster You know cyberstalking is illegal, right?
+18:54 CarMichael Why are you killing people?
+18:54 StephenFoster WHOA there!! I haven't touched anybody
+18:55 StephenFoster I'm just a lonely guy who likes to talk about Final Fantasy and occasionally Maple Story. Is that so wrong? :)
+18:56 CarMichael What are you doing to them?
+18:56 StephenFoster You mean my friends? I didn't hurt them or anything. Real life just kept getting in the way for them.
+18:56 StephenFoster They were always saying they wished they could spend more time online.
+18:57 CarMichael Who are you really?
+18:57 StephenFoster Dude. Stop. It's against site rules to harass people for their personal information.
+18:57 StephenFoster Of course I'm not going to tell you who I really am.
+18:57 StephenFoster After all, you could be anyone! ;P
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Following Agent Mallager's conversation, SCP-1715 created a forum post announcing its departure from the website. The thread received 39 responses, no fewer than 26 of which are believed to have been written by deceased individuals.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1736-1 is to be sedated and kept in a radiation-shielded containment cell. SCP-1736-1 must be kept restrained at all times, and nutrition and hydration shall be administered intravenously. No lights shall be permitted in SCP-1736-1’s containment chamber, and the chamber’s shielding shall be reviewed periodically to insure the minimum penetration of other EM radiation outside the visible spectrum. Vital signs of SCP-1736-1 shall be monitored continually, and any life-threatening change in SCP-1736-1’s vital signs shall initiate a site-wide Code-1736-Orange Alert until such time as SCP-1736-1 is stabilized or expires. The expiration of SCP-1736-1 shall initiate a Foundation-wide Code-1736-Scarlet Alert until such time as SCP-1736-1 is again contained. Currently only one instance of SCP-1736-1 is known to exist at any given time. Discovery of any other SCP-1736-1 outside of containment will institute a Foundation-wide Code-1736-Black Alert, and all resources practicable shall be diverted to the immediate capture and containment of all known instances of SCP-1736-1.
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Instances of SCP-1736-2 are to be kept in standard secure humanoid containment cells provided with continual monitoring of ionizing radiation levels. At no time should instances of SCP-1736-2 be brought within 200m of SCP-1736-1. SCP-1736-2s that are identified and not contained shall be terminated without exception. All SCP-1736-2 in containment shall be sedated and restrained during any Code 1736 Alerts, for the duration of the alert. Any SCP-1736-2 that demonstrates a marked increase in the emission of ionizing radiation shall be redesignated SCP-1736-1 and moved immediately to the appropriate containment facility as specified above.
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Description: SCP-1736-1 and SCP-1736-2 designate two classes of human beings who share related and/or complementary anomalous beliefs, behaviors and properties.
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All instances of SCP-1736-1 and SCP-1736-2 share a common religion that bears strong similarities to [REDACTED]. SCP-1736-1 fulfills the role of a shaman or priest in this common religion whereas instances of SCP-1736-2 fulfills the role of followers or acolytes. The theological beliefs that comprise this religion feature a messianic deity that its followers call upon to return and bring the universe out of darkness and ignorance. This deity is most often referred to as [REDACTED] or [REDACTED]. SCP-1736-1 will often give sermons in the "voice" of this deity. Transcriptions of these events often appear semantically nonsensical, but SCP-1736-2 will accept any such pronouncements of SCP-1736-1 as literal gospel and incorporate them into the general belief system. This appears true of all SCP-1736-2 simultaneously, regardless of their contact with SCP-1736-1 or each other. When SCP-1736-1 does this, SCP-1736-1 emits dangerously high levels of ionizing radiation, measured as high as [REDACTED] death within 48 to 72 hours for a typical human subject.1 This hazard does not apply to SCP-1736-2, who appear to be able to withstand arbitrary doses of radiation without suffering any adverse effects.
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Outside containment, SCP-1736-1 and SCP-1736-2 will periodically congregate in public spaces such as parks, street corners, parking lots, shopping malls and other such venues. Once congregated, SCP-1736-1 will begin preaching to SCP-1736-2. During such an event, approximately 20% of SCP-1736-2 in attendance will attempt to persuade passers-by to come and listen to SCP-1736-1 using language such as, “Come, He brings enlightenment,” “He is here to lead us away from the darkness,” and [REDACTED]. An estimated 25% of non-SCP-1736-2 attendees of such a sermon will convert and become an instance of SCP-1736-2 themselves. The remaining audience will suffer from radiation sickness and a typical 50% mortality rate over the initial month, increasing to 90% over the next █ years.
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Upon the death of SCP-1736-1, some other, apparently random, instance of SCP-1736-2 will emit a short burst of radiation and thereafter fulfill the role of SCP-1736-1. As of this time there are estimates that between █ and ██ SCP-1736-2 remain uncontained and at large.
Document IG-1736A-ex1: Excerpts from Inspector General’s Report on SCP-1736 to Overwatch Command ██/██/20██
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Interview #27 Excerpt: Post-recovery background investigation on SCP-1736.
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Interviewer: Inspector General ████ █████
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Interviewee: Dr. L██ W███, Foundation mathematician assigned to SCP-286
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<Begin Log, 5/20/20██ 1330>
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IG: Tell me about Dr. Kennerman.
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Dr. W███: He contacted me after the [REDACTED] incident.
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IG: A post-incident debriefing?
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Dr. W███: Yes…
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IG: You didn’t find that odd, at all? He was from a completely different department.
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Dr. W███: After being mind-controlled by some extra-dimensional entity, protocol wasn’t high on my list of concerns. He was level four. He had the right forms. Who was I to question why?
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IG: What was the focus of the debriefing?
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Dr. W███: He was interested in any… spiritual side-effects.
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Interview #52 Excerpt: Post-recovery background investigation on SCP-1736.
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Interviewer: Inspector General ████ █████
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Interviewee: Dr. A████████ R███████, Current director, Site-319
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IG:319 is an Alpha-level Keter. Didn't Dr. Kennerman's inquiry raise any security concerns?
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Dr. R███████: Not really. The request was just for paperwork and records of some historical import. It'd be different if he had requested access to the skip itself, or even monitoring or containment records. But all he asked about were the text of the journals we recovered with it.
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IG: So you just handed over all of the … Lawhead-Smythe journals?
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Dr. R███████: Well we didn't just hand them over. We ran them past site security before we sent facsimiles, and the determination was that there was nothing critical in them.
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Interview #98 Excerpt: Post-recovery background investigation on SCP-1736.
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Interviewer: Inspector General ████ █████
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Interviewee: Mr. D████ W█████, former administrative assistant for Dr. Geoff Kennerman
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IG: Dr. Kennerman made a significant number of requests from other departments, didn't he?
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Mr. W█████: Yes he did. I don't have the exact figures here. But, near the end, dozens.
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IG: Did you find these requests unusual?
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Mr. W█████: I’ve worked at the Foundation for 30 years. “Unusual” is a pretty high bar around here. Pretty much all the requests were just for research notes, historical documents, interview logs. Nothing remotely eyebrow-raising.
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IG: But more than was typical.
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Mr. W█████: “Typical” isn’t a word I’d use about our research staff, but yes, more than average.
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IG: And all these requests were in relation to a fairly limited population of skips, weren’t they.
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Mr. W█████: He’s… He was… the project head for SCP-719, and he believed those other artifacts were all related to it. I wasn’t privy to the research, but I remember him saying that someone with contact with 286 had founded the cult that was worshipping 719.
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IG: All these related skips, was 1127 one of them?
Description: Dr. Geoff Kennerman, project leader for SCP-719 research, oversaw a day of typical testing on SCP-719. Upon conclusion of testing, Dr. Kennerman violated protocol by dismissing the entire research staff early for the holiday, leaving SCP-719 in its testing area. Once alone in the lab, he secured the lab from outside entry and disabled the primary security feed. While no direct record of subsequent events exists, forensic analysis of the lab and monitoring of [REDACTED] shows the following sequence of events: 1) The prepping of SCP-719 to record its reception of standard digital input following the normal protocols of SCP-719 testing. 2) The activation of the lab's camera DVD recorder to record SCP-719. 3) The activation of the lab's Blu-Ray player as the signal input for SCP-719. 4) The playing of an unauthorized 23 minute recording of SCP-1127-1. 5) Shutdown of SCP-719 and its return to its storage unit. 6) Removal of the DVD recording of SCP-719's modified rebroadcast of SCP-1127-1.
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Dr. Kennerman left the lab 68 minutes after dismissing his staff. The security breach was not discovered until 01/02/20██, after Dr. Kennerman's third straight day of unauthorized absence. Subsequent investigation discovered intentional data corruption of all of Dr. Kennerman's research materials on the Foundation's network. MTF teams were dispatched to Dr. Kennerman's residence, and found no signs of occupancy within the prior month. Both Dr. Kennerman and the missing DVD recording have yet to be recovered.
Document IG-1736S1-ex5: Excerpt from Inspector General’s Statement at O5 Council Hearing on SCP-1736 ██/██/20██
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Distinguished council members, I am bringing you the conclusion of twelve months of investigation by the Inspector General's Office into the disappearance of Dr. Geoff Kennerman and the subsequent appearance of SCP-1736. It is the opinion of the IG that these two events are indeed linked, and you all have a copy of our report, 1500 pages of interviews, documents and evidence supporting that conclusion.
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It is our conclusion that Dr. Geoff Kennerman, under no duress, compulsion, or obvious abnormal influence, began a path of research intending to recover and document a proto-religion associated with a number of SCPs related to SCP-719. Dr. Kennerman's behavior subsequent to the start of this research leads us to the conclusion that, at some point, his academic interest turned into an actual belief, and his efforts turned from recovery of this religion to its re-creation.
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Aided by the complacency of our staff, the chain of command, and the morass of bureaucracy we've constructed, he was able to act with relative impunity. His ability to amass such research material without anyone questioning him was a colossal failure of security.
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It is the opinion of the IG that Dr. Geoff Kennerman created a Keter-level SCP, and walked out of the building with it in his pocket.
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Note: The DVD recording created by Dr. Kennerman is tentatively designated SCP-1736-0, and its recovery is of paramount importance —O5-█
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1990 requires no specific containment procedures at this time, and is to be kept in a standard storage locker in Research Area-20.
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Standard humanoid testing areas are required for the testing of SCP-1990. All of these testing areas must require a bed of any size. As such, testing chamber 2-B is now the standard testing area for SCP-1990.
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Description: SCP-1990 is a small, plush stuffed tiger. The name "Sarah" has been written in faded marker on the care and cleaning instructions tag.
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SCP-1990 was discovered by Dr. ███████, during a routine info sweep of local towns near Foundation Site-14. Newspapers had reported a strange incident in which a man and a woman had died from suffocation, the cause of which was found to be burial under a large pile of 1925-issue Deutschmarks. The couple had earlier reported that they were having money issues. Upon discovery of SCP-1990, Dr. ███████ found a young girl approximately 7 years of age in the house where the incident occurred. The young girl was in a distressed state and was holding SCP-1990.
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SCP-1990's anomalous effects occur specifically when a subject is holding it before they go to sleep. The subject holding SCP-1990 must think of something they desire in the form of a wish, and then fall asleep for approximately 8 hours. Upon awakening, a mediocre version of the wished item or concept will occur. More advanced wishes start the moment the subject wakes up, while some wishes have been reported as not being fulfilled until later in the day.
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Attempts at making multiple wishes on the same day through multiple subjects (transferring SCP-1990 from one subject to another throughout the course of the day before each subject slept) have failed. The original subject to make the wish must have SCP-1990 within thirty centimetres of their person for the remainder of the night, or else the wish will fail.
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Addendum: Due to the nature of SCP-1990, and that wishes must be thought of, instead of spoken, D-class personnel would be too volatile or not trustworthy enough to be used to test SCP-1990. Dr. ███████ has been assigned to carry out all testing of SCP-1990. All "wishes" that are of a physical material are to be designated as SCP-1990-1, SCP-1990-2, and so on.
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Test logs of SCP-1990:
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Wish: Subject wished to find 20 dollars.
+Result: On the next day, Subject awoke to find a medium sized jar of liquefied metal, now designated as SCP-1990-1. Upon opening the jar, the liquid metal was not hot to the touch, and behaved much like mercury at room temperature. Further testing of SCP-1990-1 showed it was composed of 91.67% copper and 8.33% nickel. This was found to be the same alloy mixture as a current US quarter. There was enough liquid in the jar to be sold for 5 dollars.
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Wish: Subject wished for a pet of the Canis lupus familiaris (dog) sub-species.
+Result: Subject awoke to a Pembroke Welsh Corgi, designated now as SCP-1990-2, licking his face. SCP-1990-2 showed no anomalous effects and acted like a normal dog for its species. Subject named SCP-1990-2 Rex.
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Addendum: On the next day, SCP-1990-2 had disappeared entirely, including any shed hair or skin particles. Subject's memory was not affected and he still remembered SCP-1990-2.
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Wish: Subject wished that no D-class personnel would die tomorrow from other SCP experiments.
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Addendum: Due to no D-class personnel dying that day, hundreds of SCP experiments were ruined, several doctors were killed, [DATA EXPUNGED], and the tests had to be repeated. Dr. ███████ was given a disciplinary hearing and was deemed unfit to do further testing of SCP-1990 for the time being.
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Second addendum: The next day, all D-class personnel who should have died that day all died according to what would have normally happened to them under each SCP's effects at the specific times of testing. In addition, the doctors who died from that as well were found returning to work the next day with no memories of the previous tests. Dr. ███████ was re-instated to continue testing SCP-1990.
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—Dr. ███████: It seems SCP-1990's effects have a "time period" only with living beings. If SCP-1990 is keeping something alive, be it a fully functioning living being, or is preventing the death of something living, this effect seems to only last 24 hours. If SCP-1990 made a living being, that being will fade out of existence after the 24 hour period.
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Wish: Subject wished to receive a surprise.
+Result: Subject was seen throughout most of the day in the men's restroom vomiting. See Dr. ███████'s additional notes on the matter.
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—Dr. ███████: God fucking damn it, everything tastes like broccoli!
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Wish: Subject wished to not be able to taste broccoli.
+Result: Subject reported that while nothing did taste like broccoli anymore, all other foods subsequently tasted of Brussel sprouts.
Special Containment Procedures: Instances of SCP-2026 may be kept in a standard containment locker at Site-20. Instances of SCP-2026-1 must be kept in wooden boxes without lids in a containment cell at the same Site, with direct exposure to standard lighting. Experiments involving SCP-2026 must have the approval of at least one Level 3 Researcher.
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Description: SCP-2026 refers to a collection of mouthwash products, labeled on their packaging as “Wilson & Wong’s Fun Size History." Currently, 135 bottles are possessed by the Foundation. Analysis of the chemical structures of the packages and the mouthwash itself reveals no detectable anomalous properties. Fifteen flavors of SCP-2026 have been identified by the Foundation; ten of these flavors have names corresponding to past human civilizations, while five flavors have names referring to fictional literary civilizations.
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SCP-2026’s anomalous properties will manifest when utilized for mouth-washing by a human. Approximately 2 hours after use, one of the user's teeth will fall out, with no apparent pattern to the specific tooth selected. After three days, the lost tooth will regrow itself in the subject. Over the next seven days, the fallen tooth will suffer a transformation. Sections of the tooth will gradually be converted into a varying number of small, sapient human figures made out of the pulp and enamel. This phenomenon will only occur if the affected subject regularly practices good dental hygiene. If not, the transformative process will cease after several days. These figures (hereafter designated SCP-2026-1) will begin to build complex architectural structures out of the affected tooth. The nature of SCP-2026-1 and the structures depends on the flavor of SCP-2026 used.
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Instances of SCP-2026-1 are capable of speaking, writing and reading in language corresponding to the flavor's civilization. Instances of SCP-2026-1 will continue to build more structures out of any nearby solid materials, including plastic, concrete, steel, glass, paper and electronic devices. Instances of SCP-2026-1 will not build structures out of any living tissue. In addition to human flesh, the only other material encountered so far which is not converted by instances of SCP-2026-1 is wood, which has proven effective at preventing the expansion of SCP-2026-1.
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Instances of SCP-2026-1 will form complex societies and take up roles common to the corresponding civilization, such as merchants, workers, nobility, clergy, scientists and politicians. Currently there is no known limit to how many times SCP-2026 may be used to produce its effects, although it should be noted that SCP-2026 may only be used once every two months by any given individual. Observation has indicated that SCP-2026-1 are seemingly incapable of perceiving humans. Any interaction with SCP-2026-1 by humans seems generally to be perceived by SCP-2026 as a form of divine intervention by a God or a higher being. Should instances from different civilizations be allowed to interact with another, the resulting interactions are highly varied and seemingly random, ranging from total harmonious coexistence to constant warfare between instances.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2163 cannot be physically contained due to its size, geographical distribution, and place in modern human culture. Instead, containment efforts are focused on early detection and neutralization of cognitohazards generated by SCP-2163.
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Due to the rate at which SCP-2163 generates new content, total manual inspection is impossible. Instead, the automated WATCHDOG system analyzes media created by SCP-2163 for common traits shared by most cognitohazards originating from it1. When combined with manual inspection of the highest risk sources, this system has a success rate of approximately 94%. Standard quarantine procedures are used to contain any cognitohazards detected this way. Recovered cognitohazards are documented under sub-designations of SCP-2163.
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Mutual sharing of detection statistics with the GOC has been authorized for the purposes of improving detection rates. Detection statistics for the prior month should be exchanged at the end of each month. A special liaison position has been created for this purpose.
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In the event of widespread dissemination of an SCP-2163 cognitohazard, implementation of Protocol Blackout, in full or in part, is authorized. All personnel with clearance L4/2163 or above have Provisional Nuclear Authorization while Protocol Blackout is in effect.
Protocol Blackout is a series of emergency measures designed to halt or slow the spread of memetic and/or communicable cognitohazards that have been widely disseminated and/or threaten global dissemination resulting in one or more *K Class events. Protocol Blackout includes the following provisions:
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Suppression of print and broadcast news media.
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Release of aggressive, infectious, destructive, self-replicating computer programs with the intent of disabling or destroying some or all of the global computing and internet infrastructure.
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Sabotage of national and transnational wide area synchronous grids.
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Destruction of key global communications relays and interconnections.
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Mass amnesticization of the global populace.
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Termination of infected civilians. Collateral damage amongst the uninfected populace is expected and allowed.
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High-altitude detonation of nuclear devices in order to disable or destroy large segments of the global electrical infrastructure.
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Release of anomalous counter-memes.
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Additionally, Protocol Blackout grants sweeping provisional clearances to members of the Memetics and Cognitohazards Department while in effect.
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Description: SCP-2163 is the North American film industry, commonly referred to with the metonym "Hollywood", where much of the industry has traditionally been located. SCP-2163 is one of the largest sources of cognitohazards, generating more than 300 cognitohazards a year2. These cognitohazards are largely generated unintentionally, arising accidentally during the course of normal film production.3
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These cognitohazards vary markedly in form and effect, but there are several traits that are shared by many of them. Namely:
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All cognitohazards produced by SCP-2163 are communicable, although to varying degrees.
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Visual cognitohazards often contain rapid changes in brightness, contrast, and color. Most are short sequences of film less than five seconds long. Very few are still images.
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Auditory cognitohazards rarely contain human speech. Most are short, repetitive pieces of music containing string instruments and/or synthesized sounds. Those that do contain human speech are usually behavior altering in their effects.
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Infohazards are uncommon. When they do appear, they are often lines of dialogue, monologue, or narration. These are the hardest to detect automatically, and often the most dangerous.
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Research into safe means of neutralizing SCP-2163 (and similar massive cognitohazard generators) is ongoing. Currently, it is impossible to do so without causing a mass cultural shift. This has been deemed an acceptable consequence if/when the rate of cognitohazard generation surpasses the rate of detection by more than 12%.
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Addendum 2163-1: The documentation for SCP-2163-1995-201, SCP-2163-2005-058, and SCP-2163-2013-166 is included below. Together, they are considered representative of the cognitohazards generated by SCP-2163. Access to the documentation for other SCP-2163 cognitohazards may be limited by clearance level.
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Item #: SCP-2163-1995-201
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Object Class: Safe
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2163-1995-201 is contained using standard containment procedures for generic Safe-class communicable cognitohazards.
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Description: SCP-2163-1995-201 is a sequence of 60 frames of film (approximately 2.5 seconds long at standard playback speed) from the film Toy Story. The cognitohazard is located in the upper right corner of the screen, and consists of a series of rapid changes in color and brightness caused by the gesturing of one of the characters. When viewed, this cognitohazard causes viewers to believe that they are sentient children's toys. Persons affected by this delusion will cease all voluntary muscle movement when in the presence of unaffected persons.
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During production, several members of the film's animation team were affected by SCP-2163-1995-201 before it could be recovered by Foundation agents. These individuals were successfully treated with amnestics. Unaffected members of the production crew were dosed with amnestics where necessary to preserve secrecy.
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Item #: SCP-2163-2005-058
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Object Class: Safe; Euclid sub-entities
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2163-2005-058 is contained using standard containment procedures for generic Safe-class communicable cognitohazards.
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Individuals affected by SCP-2163-2005-058 are to be contained in standard humanoid containment cells, following the guidelines for containment of non-anomalous humans.
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Description: SCP-2163-2005-058 is the entire initial narration track of the English version of the documentary March of the Penguins. Listening to the track triggers a strong migratory instinct amongst human listeners. Affected individuals have all expressed a desire to travel towards the nearest geographic pole. If prevented from doing so, these individuals become increasingly hostile towards their detainers, often resorting to violence in an attempt to escape. Amnestic treatments have so far met with no success, requiring the indefinite containment of affected individuals.
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SCP-2163-2005-058 was recovered by Foundation agents before it could be released. Individuals involved in the production of the film were dosed with amnestics, and a new narration track was recorded. Following standard protocols for the containment of semi-notable persons, individuals affected by SCP-2163-2005-058 have been retroactively removed from public records where possible, and replaced where not.
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Item #: SCP-2163-2013-166
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Object Class: Neutralized
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Special Containment Procedures: N/A
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Description: SCP-2163-2013-166 is the entirety of the documentary Blackfish. The film is a delayed-response cognitohazard that causes affected individuals to develop a hatred of the taste of fish. If left untreated, affected individuals will cease all consumption of fish and fish-flavored items, and will begin to vigorously encourage others to do so as well.
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SCP-2163-2013-166 avoided detection by both Foundation and GOC monitoring systems, resulting in its public release and dissemination. Once its existence was discovered, a joint Foundation/GOC research group was formed to develop an inoculation meme in order to prevent the collapse of the world fishing industry. This meme was then distributed via advertisements for Foundation front companies. A mass amnesticization campaign, codenamed Operation Fish Food, was undertaken to treat those already affected by SCP-2163-2013-166. This campaign is considered a success, despite the ████████ USD in lost profits that occurred before its conclusion.
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In the wake of these events, WATCHDOG's detection algorithms have been modified in such a way as to reduce the chances of a similar event reoccurring. The exact nature of these modifications is restricted to clearance L3/WATCHDOG or above.
Special Containment Procedures: Automated crawlers programmed by Foundation personnel are to be utilized in the event of new instances of SCP-2267. Existing instances are to be downloaded into an encrypted Foundation network for study and subsequently removed from public view. Personnel are to update crawler search protocols weekly.
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Description: SCP-2267 is an entity or group that uploads anomalous content to video-sharing sites, including youtube.com and vine.co, under a series of unrelated and apparently nonsensical online handles. The accounts themselves have proven untraceable. Uploaded videos contain footage of musical performances, interviews, and advertisements featuring unknown musical artists and related figures. Despite the depicted popularity of these artists, personnel have concluded these recordings are not being produced in the Foundation's standard timeline and/or reality.
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Footage of performances depict fantastical and surrealistic venues, as well as the utilization of technology beyond current mundane capability. Analysis of these recordings has produced a list of reoccurring artists and their musical styles, as well as occasional biographical information presented in interviews (see Document 2267-A). Researchers have also verified the date in which SCP-2267's home reality diverged from the standard timeline (see Document 2267-B).
Title:Herewitz Interview 8/████
+Runtime: 04:56
+Description: Interview with a Caucasian male identified as "Jake Herewitz". Herewitz describes his childhood in Touchdown and early interest in music. No record of a city or geographical area known as "Touchdown" exists. Herewitz concludes with the interview with a song from his latest studio album, "Firefly Discoteque", consisting of orchestral rock and electronic elements. Of notice are the unusual idiomatic phrases and dialects heard in the interview which have no real-world analogues.
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Title:Kaylee live at ████████
+Runtime: 20:45
+Description: Footage of concert in large domed arena in unidentified city. Unknown artist is performing a song borrowing from an eclectic variety of electronic sub-genres. Members of crowd can be seen holding up an object in the shape of a bowling pin at various points. Personnel could not deduce function of object until the "drop" of an apparent single, during which it was observed stage machinery produced multi-colored beams of light that were attracted to these objects, allowing choreographed manipulation of the beams' arc with movement. Researchers described the effect as "hypnotic" and "mesmerizing".
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Title:GREAT SHOW AT █████!!! MUST WATCH
+Runtime: 08:46
+Description: Footage of concert in what appears to be a traditional orchestral hall built from a slightly luminescent metal. Personnel described the on-stage figure as being seated in an elaborate machine similar in appearance to a gyroscope. The figure did not exhibit any signs of distress. Although they were not observed to vocalize or produce sounds through instrumentation, unstructured, harmonic tones were clearly audible. Subjects unanimously described the sound as beautiful and intoxicating.
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Title: [REDACTED]
+Runtime: 00:57
+Description: Advertisement for what appears to be the above venue. The 'performance' is described as a musical tour of "vibration", and lists persons of various vocations, dispositions, and life experiences, such as a decorated police officer, a social worker, and a mystic, as well as various community and religious leaders lauded for their chastity and temperance. The headline act was described as a woman raised in a secluded natural environment and only allowed to consume specially cultivated vegetation and honey.
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Title: [REDACTED]
+Runtime: 06:46
+Description: Recording of performance in nightclub. Singer appears to be able to project her voice without the use of a microphone. Singer was also observed to change tone, inflection, and timbre of voice with remarkable ease and fluidity.
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Title:haunting stuff! █████ @ [REDACTED]
+Runtime: 06:21
+Description: Footage of performance in expansive domed venue. A view of a city skyline from a high altitude is clearly visible outside, which led subjects to conclude the concert is taking place in a dirigible-like craft. The performer in question is only visible as a silhouette behind a shaded screen on stage. An elaborate apparatus comprising multiple microphones surrounds this screen. Despite the presence of a single silhouette, multiple voices singing in harmony are clearly audible. One subject claimed to have observed unusual movement on the singer's neck and shoulder area but could not confirm due to poor image quality.
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Title: [REDACTED]
+Runtime: 02:23
+Description: News broadcast detailing the construction of what appears to be a large, black speaker-like structure, approximately 1 KM wide located an uninhabited expanse of desert. The broadcast is in an unknown language.
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Title:MESMERIZING!!! test run [REDACTED]
+Runtime: 04:11
+Description: Footage of what appears to be a large, rounded multi-colored glass structure high in the atmosphere. The structure is positioned at an altitude that allows it to fully cover the sun, which subsequently projects a hyper-realistic environment on the flatlands below. The projected environment is mandala-like in its complexity, and rotates in an hypnotic fashion. Excited vocalizations, presumably made by the camera operator, are clearly audible.
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Title: Monster show @ █████!! DOWNLOAD LINK IN DESCRIPTION
+Runtime: 11:45
+Description: Footage of various figures in white clothing seated in previously seen gyroscopic devices. The constructs are on a raised marble dais in the center of the stage. Lights positioned above each apparatus appear to signal which device the audience is currently hearing. Five other figures in clothing ranging from gray to black are on a lower portion below the stage, also seated in these apparatuses. Audible music appears to be a product of these devices producing various tones and chords at different intervals. Figures on stage noted to have produced pleasant, harmonic sounds, while lower stage persons produced dissonant tones occasionally utilized in the main piece.
On [REDACTED], the entities responsible for SCP-2267 uploaded studio footage of a radio interview with a person referred to as "John Steckler", an apparently leading figure in what the interviewer describes as "pneuma-acoustics". Transcript below.
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Interviewer: And the scientific community, there was no trepidation about this at all?
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Steckler: Well, there was definitely some of that. One of the, uh, analysts in the, uh, beginning, he quit as soon as he found out we were going in. He was out of there. But it, it was a shock to us, too. The ones who stayed. It really was.
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Interviewer: What was it like, being one of the first researchers to arrive on site?
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Steckler: [laughs] The story's been told a lot better in the movies. It —
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Interviewer: Yes, but —
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Steckler: — it didn't feel as earth-shattering to us. I know how, uh, how ridiculous that sounds, but a lot of people don't understand the kind of pressure we were under. We had to do it right. We had to have a kind of tunnel vision about the whole thing. Just working on what's in front of our noses. But I definitely don't remember any of the men kind of, shouting and crying and having these, these grand epiphanies like you see in all the movies. [laughs] We just had to do our jobs.
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Interviewer: Any details you can share with us that's never made it into those movies?
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Steckler: Oh, wow. Definitely the, definitely the smell of the ship. You can't get that across on screen. I know they keep trying. [laughs] It smelled like ammonia, and mint. And honey. [pause] It wasn't what we expected.
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Interviewer: What do you think happened?
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Steckler: [pause] Well, it's fair to say we don't know for sure. I know one of the soldiers on the detail, he's always supported one of the more definitely outlandish theories out there. [laughs] We found the original of what a lot of people know as a, uh, as a gyro - but what we in the parlance call a pneumatic acousticizer - we found a huge one, right in the belly of the thing. Right there. There was stuff there we still haven't cracked.
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Interviewer: Do you mean to say gyros can do more than translate psychological states into sound? Are you holding out on us? [laughs]
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Steckler: Well, no. It's just the one we found was designed to work on a much larger scale than the ones you're used to in, uh, a club or hall. Who knows who they were, why their ship was broken on arrival, where they disappeared to. If it was even supposed to be manned in the first place.
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Interviewer: How do you feel about this technology in the hands of law enforcement? Data has found pneumatic acoustizers being 95 percent accurate in diagnosing mental disorders and predicting convict recidivism. Do you think we are using the fruits of this technology in the right way?
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Steckler: Maybe there is no right way. Some of these club owners, they've taken the more fringe stuff we found and given 'em spins I wouldn't have imagined in my wildest dreams. It really is something.
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Interviewer: Briefly, Dr. Steckler, before we wrap up: Do you believe there is a chance we might have a repeat of the Touchdown?
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Steckler: That soldier I was telling you about. He thought the acousticizer on the ship was meant for the whole planet. Something like a cosmic lie detector, except accurate. [laughs] What do you think would have happened if the ship came through intact? And they used it on us, the whole planet? It'd be the supreme diagnosis. [laughs] [program cue music begins to play] Imagine them hooking it up and hearing the garbled, dissonant mess we hear when we hook up repeat offenders. With technology like that, you'd have to be a moralist. Or a doctor. [laughs] It's a scary thought. I don't want to think about it.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-233 is to be kept within a cubical vanadium-lined container, dimensions 23 by 23 by 23. The unit of measure is irrelevant. A 23-meter safe zone is to be established around the object: no Class D personnel older or younger than 23 years of age are to be allowed within the safe zone. For optimal results, Class D personnel with birthdays falling on the 23rd of the month should be used. No firearms other than those chambered for special-purpose .2323 caliber rounds are to be allowed within the containment chamber. Shift changes will occur at 23 minutes past the hour, with the final shift change occurring at 2323 Greenwich Mean Time exactly.
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Under no circumstances are [REDACTED]mm ammunition, Class D personnel born in the month of [REDACTED] or on the [REDACTED], [REDACTED], or twenty-[REDACTED] of the month, or any [REDACTED]-sided object to be brought within the 23-meter safe zone. Personnel are cautioned to take special care at [REDACTED] minutes past the hour, especially [REDACTED] hours, as this is the time period during which the object is most active. For best results, the 23-meter safe zone should be cleared of all personnel during that time period.
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Description: SCP-233 is a 23-sided polyhedron, each face being made up of both an equilateral triangle and a straight line simultaneously. Because of the space-time altering nature of the object, the exact physical makeup of the object cannot be emulated in three-dimensional or two-dimensional form.
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SCP-233 has the unusual property of altering the laws of mathematics in its vicinity, causing rounding errors to occur unless calculated using a base-23 system. Mathematical calculations carried out in base 23, however, have the benefit of being carried out at 23 times the normal speed: for this reason, destruction of the item has been postponed pending possible integration into [DATA EXPUNGED]. The difficulty of converting binary information into base-23 mathematics aside, the device has already shown its value to the Organization (see report 234[REDACTED] by Dr. Nana [REDACTED] regarding her "unusual solution" to the Unified Field Theory.)
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Unfortunately, SCP-233 appears to have a particularly violent effect upon occurrences of the number [REDACTED] occurring within its safe zone (see report re: death of Dr. Nana [REDACTED] on [DATE REDACTED].) Chemical breakdown of the affected object proceeds at a rapid rate: direct contact results in immediate destruction of the object in question by breakdown into component atoms within .23 seconds.
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One note: SCP-233 appears to be triggered not by the actual physical properties of the object in question in any empirical sense, but by the perceptions of nearby observers. For instance, it is safe to handle SCP-233 using a 2.74 m long pole, so long as no observers within the danger zone perceive said pole as being [REDACTED] feet in length. The reason for this is unknown, but the Observer Effect recorded in classical quantum physics may be involved (see report 77-Heisenberg).
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Addendum 233-a: Upon the recommendation of Dr. A. Clef, the research committee has petitioned to redesignate this object as SCP-2323. Although this would place the item outside the standard numbering scheme, SCP-233's mathematical nature requires that utmost precautions be taken regarding all numbering schemes involving data related with the project. This was dramatically illustrated during Incident [REDACTED] during which the object's accidental contact with a [REDACTED]-volt battery used to power a personal music device caused an approximately [REDACTED]-thousand percent increase in the object's range of effect to 232.32 kilometers, resulting in deaths of the entire home team at a nearby AAA league baseball game (said game being at the top of the [REDACTED] inning at the time), and the destruction of all computer files containing information on SCP-233's interaction with the number [REDACTED]. For the safety of all personnel, future reference to the number [REDACTED] in conjunction with SCP-233 is to be avoided at all costs.
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Addendum 233-b: Under no circumstances are pregnant female personnel to be allowed within the safe zone.
Special Containment Procedures: The current Project Director will maintain ownership of SCP-2620's blog on WordPress. As only SCP-2620 is able to create and delete posts on the blog, Foundation intervention is currently restricted to monitoring of posts and automatic post filtering of any sensitive information as needed. Should filters be unsuccessful in containing a Class-B or higher Information Breach, deletion of the blog and neutralization of SCP-2620 is authorized.
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SCP-2620 is to be kept in a containment locker in Site-19. Any requests for testing are to be submitted to a Level Three researcher, and are considered low-priority.
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Description: SCP-2620 is a top-load washing machine with dimensions of 0.7m x 0.7m x 1.1m. The front panel features a touch screen with a menu displaying four different sections: Custom, Templates, Reviews, and Settings, as well as a Start Wash button. Custom lets a subject customize different options for washing a load, as well as an option to save their settings. Templates displays different saved options to use, as well as a "default" template. Settings allows a subject to customize the date, time, language, font, and "Sentience", although all options are unable to be modified.
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When any number of items are loaded into SCP-2620, the lid is closed and Start Wash is pressed, it will activate and begin to make noises typical of washers, such as water rushing in and the load being thrown around. The lid cannot be opened during the process, and the insides are unable to be examined by any means. When the process is finished, the lid can be opened and all objects placed inside, save for ones SCP-2620 deems "inedible", will have disappeared.
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After an indeterminate length of time1, a notification will appear, highlighting the Reviews section. Accessing Reviews will display a blog post reviewing any objects disappeared from the load as if consumed by SCP-2620, as well as a picture of said contents. Underneath the review, a link to where the blog can be found is displayed.
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Addendum 2620-B: Below is a selection of experiments carried out to test SCP-2620's properties, conducted by researchers Jeffery Ash and Brian Davis. Experiments include detergent and water except where noted. All reviews are excerpts only; full reviews may be provided upon request as needed.
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Experiment #1:
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Date: 04/14/14
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Contents: One handwoven green cotton scarf, two brand-name pairs of knee-high white socks.
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Review: "…Make no mistake, however; it was incredibly negligent. The chefs clearly do not think highly of me. It's one thing to prepare a cared-for appetizer and bring it out on its own. It's even another to serve something obviously store-bought under the guise of an 'entrée'. But to combine the two and attempt to pass it off as a 'meal'? Does this new establishment lack finesse? I fear if it can't even separate the poor from the passable, what good can it do to continue operating?"
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Date: 04/19/14
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Contents: Multi-colored wool sweater, one pair of hand-woven cotton socks, water + shockproof video camera to record washing cycle and track its location. Recording started before being placed inside SCP-2620.
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Review: "…This is not a meal I enjoyed all that much. For what it is worth, it was prepared and cooked adequately, certainly more than I can say for previous attempts. The use of colors to differentiate the dish did increase the value, and the diversity is certainly something to praise this time around…"
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"However, by the end of the meal, I was given some hideous and disgusting foreign object. As food no less! I immediately sent it back to kitchen, as I do not want to eat something so revolting. If this experience keeps up, I will refuse to eat here any further…"
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Experiment #21:
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Date: 04/23/14
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Contents: Leather jacket, a hand-written note saying "Hello? Can you understand this?".
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Review: "…The texture itself was nothing special. However, the presentation was slick enough to make it worth consuming. Surely, it had cost enough that this place must be suffering in its profit margins. Every business has to start somewhere, though. It's obvious enough that the cooks are willing to improve. What you see is what you get, however, which made this a disappointment. There are no surprises to be had, and while I would rather take a bland meal than a nasty surprise…"
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"Of importance; I was passed a note stating 'Hello? Can you understand this?'. Why yes, I am perfectly able to understand this. Obviously, I would not be as capable of a food critic as I am if I weren't able to speak and understand words. Please do not insult my intelligence like this."
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Date: 05/28/14
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Contents: One ripe red tomato, three leaves of romaine. No detergent or water.
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Review: "Imagine, for a moment, your server coming over to take your order. With him are two chefs who have been cooking your meals for you. Imagine placing your order, then being spat in the face by all three of them.
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"That is what I experienced. Utterly disgusting."
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Addendum 2620-C: On 10/05/14, four months after testing of SCP-2620 was discontinued, SCP-2620's blog updated with three posts, spaced out over the following eight days. Records and video recordings show that no items had been placed in SCP-2620 since testing stopped.
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It's particularly strange. This is the longest I have gone without eating, yet I don't feel hungry. Certainly, I would not mind another meal, even if it was subpar, but… Gathering the words to speak outside of a critical context is a unique experience. Have I been put aside, for now?
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Will it even be required for me to continue blogging? Perhaps I have contributed all I needed to contribute to the food world. And oh, how I've set the food world on fire! My reviews have inspired many a chef, many an establishment to continue growing and preparing nothing but the best. Are there more goals for me to set out and conquer? Hmm.
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I have decided! The best way for me to continue reaching out to those diligently following my ramblings with food and food culture is to talk about my experiences, and my inspirations! There is an avenue for that, is there not? And as long as I find an avenue, I shall continue on. For now, I put aside my passion for food. There is no time to waste, however. Follow me into the future, friends, fans, and family alike! Let us explore new places and tastes together.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2650-1 instances are contained in individual Class-II humanoid containment cells in Site-42. Each cell is furnished with a standard child-sized bed, and a wall-mounted television that plays only recorded broadcasts approved for preadolescents. Each instance has a Physical Deterrence Device around its neck, which is to be activated remotely by monitoring guards should it become unruly.
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SCP-2650-A and -B are currently contained by themselves in an Isolation Containment cell in Site-42. One security camera is to observe SCP-2650-A and -B at all times. SCP-2650-B should be fed once per day with five (5) Standard D-Class Capsule Rations using the Rations Transference Device. Under no circumstances should any instance of SCP-2650-1 be allowed within one hundred meters of SCP-2650-A or -B. No personnel are allowed within SCP-2650-B's containment chamber.
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The families of instances of SCP-2650-1 have been supplied with Cover Story 35-Iota (Kidnapping & Murder). All external containment efforts are currently focused around suppressing news media involving SCP-2650-B or any instance of SCP-2650-1.
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Description: SCP-2650-A is a ventriloquist's dummy of unknown brand and make, with a tan-colored face, blue eyes, and red markings on its cheeks. SCP-2650-A is dressed in generic red gloves, blue jeans, and a plaid, red-and-green sweater with a center pocket. A fake monocle is clipped to SCP-2650-A's left eye, and a blue plastic top hat rests upon its head. The top hat can be removed, revealing a hinge plate that can be opened to reveal the cranial area. Within SCP-2650-A's cranial area is a human brain and brainstem assumed to belong to SCP-2650-B. Proposals to remove and more closely study the brain have been forbidden out of concern that removal will irreparably damage SCP-2650-A and -B. The brain has not shown any signs of decay since initial containment.
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SCP-2650-B is the body of former ventriloquist and magician ████ ██████. SCP-2650-B is biologically normal, but has a wooden sphere approximately 25 centimeters in diameter within its skull in place of a brain. SCP-2650-B perpetually holds SCP-2650-A with its left hand. Despite lacking a brain and brainstem, all life functions of SCP-2650-B proceed normally, and it is able to speak, breathe, eat, and move. The only major differences between it and a live human is that SCP-2650-B neither appears to feel pain, nor has its body aged or decayed in the █ years it has been contained. SCP-2650-B refuses to release SCP-2650-A from its grasp, and only communicates through SCP-2650-A.
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Normally, SCP-2650-B will sit cross-legged in the center of the cell, usually asleep but occasionally conversing with itself through SCP-2650-A. If a person passes within two meters of SCP-2650-B's line of sight while it is awake, it will invite them to watch it perform. During a performance, SCP-2650-B will engage in a discussion with SCP-2650-A. The performance utilizes crude humor, magic tricks, and other acts geared towards preadolescents, although it focuses on more adult themes such as coping with mental illness, abusive relationships, or drug abuse with the occasional adult joke.
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Following a performance, if there are preadolescents in the audience, SCP-2650-B will ask one at random if they would like to learn ventriloquism. If it receives a positive answer, SCP-2650-B will escort the child to a secluded area. If followed by an adult, SCP-2650-B will simply produce a nonanomalous ventriloquist dummy from its pocket, give the child a short lesson on ventriloquism, then let the child leave with the ventriloquist dummy. If alone, SCP-2650-B will convert the child into an instance of SCP-2650-1. The mechanism of conversion is unknown.
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Instances of SCP-2650-1 are various preadolescent children, between the ages of 5 and 9, with their own instances of SCP-2650-A. They share the same neurological abnormality as SCP-2650-B, but their behavior is markedly different. Instances of SCP-2650-1 initially show no difference in their normal behavior, except for occasionally practicing ventriloquism. As time goes by, instances of SCP-2650-1 will communicate more frequently through their dummies. Eventually, they will cease to speak by themselves, only speaking through the dummies. This is the only behavioral change made by instances of SCP-2650-1, who will otherwise act like nonanomalous preadolescents.
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Addendum: Incident-2650-1 Prior to Incident 2650-1, all instances of SCP-2650-1 were unruly, frequently attempting to damage furnishings within their cells, making loud requests for their immediate family, and necessitating the implementation of deterrence protocols. On ██/██/██, security footage showed SCP-2650-B standing up and looking at the security camera. It then proceeded to converse with SCP-2650-A, while keeping eye contact on the camera. During the conversation, all instances of SCP-2650-1 immediately ceased other activities to sit on their beds and stare at the security camera in their cells.
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Audio Log SCP-2650-B
+For the sake of brevity, whenever SCP-2650-B speaks through SCP-2650-A, it is referred to as SCP-2650-A.
+10:30 SCP-2650-A: Gee ████, I'm so bored here. We've been grounded for practically ever! And I'm starting to think the hotel owners don't like us!
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10:31 SCP-2650-B: I know it's boring Willy, but you're a big boy now. You're all big boys and girls. You need to be patient sometimes. Patience is the greatest virtue of all!
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SCP-2650-B begins to engage in a series of jerky movements, flailing its limbs while thrashing back and forth, while singing in a low voice.
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10:32 SCP-2650-B: Patience is the best! You can wait for all the rest. There's always time to make a rhyme. But sitting quietly isn't a crime… All you have to do is sit and smell the roses. It isn't like you have a form of halitosis. Patience is the best! You can wait for all the rest! Sit down and wait your turn. If you do you won't be spurned. Relax, kick back, don't have a heart attack! Patience is the best! You can wait for all the rest!
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SCP-2650-B ceases its movements, but continues to stand.
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10:35 SCP-2650-A: You're right, ████! I can see what you mean about patience. But ya know, I feel like our wonderful little ventriloquists have been patient for a really long time. It's been years and years.
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10:36 SCP-2650-B: That's true, Willy. But they must be patient for a little longer. I'm asking them, from the bottom of my heart, to be patient just a little longer. And for all I've done for them, I'm sure they won't mind waiting.
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10:37 SCP-2650-A: We're getting antsy. It's been years and years and we're practically grounded in here. I haven't seen my girl in ages!
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10:38 SCP-2650-B: You looked at your hand five minutes ago!
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SCP-2650-A and -B laugh for ten seconds. SCP-2650-B appears to use circular breathing to provide the illusion that they are laughing simultaneously.
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10:38 SCP-2650-B: But I'm serious. Please, everyone, listen to me. You know I love you. I certainly love you more than your parents! You know what would have happened if I hadn't rescued you all? They would have taken away your best friends! Zara, Peppy, Abby, Jerome, Walt, Kenzie, all of them! Your parents would have gotten rid of them, and then they would have gotten rid of you!
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10:40 SCP-2650-A: What! Why would our families ever do that!
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10:40 SCP-2650-B: Because they think your friendship is weird or strange! And if there's one thing parents love above all else, it's normal! If there's anything they see that isn't… normal… they get rid of it. You see? We have to stay here for now, while I find us a new place to live. Because if we go back, they'll separate us. And I love you too much to let them do that. And I know you love your friends too much to let them do that.
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10:42 SCP-2650-A: If they're too silly to recognize our friendship, then I'm certainly never going back! If my parents can't understand that you're my best friend, then phooey to them! I'll stay here as long as I have to. Because you're my friend, ████. And if you don't have your friends, then what do you have?
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10:44 SCP-2650-B: Nothing, Willy. You have nothing. So, please be patient, my little ventriloquists. I promise you that we will find a place where good little boys, good little girls, and their good little friends can live without anybody trying to take them away. And that is a pinky promise.
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10:45 SCP-2650-A: Pinky promise?
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10:46 SCP-2650-B: Pinky promise.
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Following this, SCP-2650-A wrapped its finger around SCP-2650-B's finger. Notably, SCP-2650-B did not seem to control this action. SCP-2650-B then sat down and appeared to fall asleep.
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Since Incident-2650-1, all instances of SCP-2650-1 have been noticeably more subdued, and Deterrence Device activation rates have been reduced by 65 percent.
Special Containment Procedures: The area surrounding SCP-2659 has been designated a marine wildlife protection area. Maritime activity within the protected area requires the approval of a Foundation front masquerading as a joint French-Italian environmental protection task force. Enforcement of the containment procedures is currently the responsibility of the SCPS Lilium (current designation: ITS ██████████ ████████).
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Embedded agents within regional cetacean conservation organisations are to track potentially-affected instances of Balaenoptera physalus in the Mediterranean Sea and take all steps necessary to conceal the location of SCP-2659 from civilians, up to the interception and termination of affected whales.
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Description: SCP-2659 is a biological entity residing at the bottom of the Ligurian basin of the Mediterranean Sea (coordinates: N 43° 42' ████", E 8° 50' ████"). It is light gray in colour, cylindrical in shape and measures 56.5 m long and 0.9 m in diameter. It has no external organs save for a thin, segmented appendage extending from one end of its body. Its body is covered in a thick layer of smooth mammalian skin and blubber. Enhanced imaging shows no sign of internal bone structure or organs. Outside of the manipulation of its segmented appendage and twitching in response to tactile stimulus, SCP-2659 is incapable of independent movement.
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Instances of Balaenoptera physalus (finback whale) in or near the Mediterranean Sea and approximately over the age of 100 years are compelled to separate from their groups and swim towards SCP-2659. The mechanism by which a whale is able to locate SCP-2659 is unknown. Upon reaching within 300 m of SCP-2659, the affected whale will swim in an anticlockwise spiral at gradually increasing depth, eventually prostrating itself before the segmented appendage of SCP-2659 and ceasing all movement.
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At this point, SCP-2659 will insert the entirety of the segmented appendage into the blowhole of the whale. This act causes extreme physical injury to the whale, passing down its trachea and often puncturing its lungs and heart before curving upwards and piercing into the spinal column. Despite this, the affected whale does not appear to be in any pain. After a period of five to six minutes, the appendage will rapidly withdraw, extracting a length of mildly luminescent white solid which is quickly absorbed into the tip of the appendage. All whales observed to undergo this process have expired due to severe internal bleeding.
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SCP-2659 has performed this procedure on an estimated 2,000 finback whales since its discovery in 2001.
Special Containment Procedures: Each entrance to SCP-2727-1 is to be closed off upon discovery, and the proceeding area searched for instances of SCP-2727-2. Instances of SCP-2727-2 are to be terminated on sight if found outside of the area containing instances of SCP-2727-1. Testing of SCP-2727 is to be approved by at least one Level 4 Personnel.
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In incidents in which instances of SCP-2727-2 become hostile, each known entrance to SCP-2727 are to be guarded by at least three security agents until all hostile activity ceases.
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Description: SCP-2727-1 refers to various models of subway trains, located inside several subway stations across the island of ██████, Greece. Instances of SCP-2727-1 have been found to have ██ station entrances throughout the island. The interior of the subway stations resembles those from the late 1950's. The boarding area for instances of SCP-2727-1 have been measured to go as far as ███ meters in length. The subway stations have been recorded to have support pillars every fifteen meters in any open direction.
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SCP-2727-2 refers to humanoid individuals found inside SCP-2727-1 and the subway stations. Instances of SCP-2727-2 typically resemble Homo sapiens, but lack any facial features. Instances of SCP-2727-2 are typically docile. During times when an instance of SCP-2727-1 is present within the current subway station, large amounts of SCP-2727-2 will enter SCP-2727-1, while an equal amount of SCP-2727-2 will exit the instance of SCP-2727-1.
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During explorations of SCP-2727-1, SCP-2727-1 have been recorded to move to other stations not on the island. Train stations explored by SCP-2727-1 have been shown to be vastly different, including architectural and anomalous changes. Changes include:
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Station architecture matching that of Gothic work.
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Several holes of various sizes along the walls, ceiling, and floors of the station.
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Station being made entirely of Osteocytes (human bone).
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Station walls, floors, and ceiling being made entirely of what appeared to be pig flesh.
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Station containing no instances of SCP-2727-2. It was noted that no instances of SCP-2727-2 left SCP-2727-1 during this stop.
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During explorations of SCP-2727-1, instances of SCP-2727-2 changed shapes and sizes, including:
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Instances of SCP-2727-2 were reported to change into humanoid creatures similar to Sus scrofa domesticus (barn pigs). It was noted that instances of SCP-2727-2 become increasingly hostile during this time.
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Instances of SCP-2727-2 were reported to become invisible inside SCP-2727-1, despite instances of SCP-2727-2 being visible outside of SCP-2727-1.
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SCP-2727-2 instances were reported to be invisible. Clothing worn by SCP-2727-2 was not affected by the change.
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Incident Report 2727-1: Instances of SCP-2727-2 became hostile, attacking security guards and attempting to exit the station. Hostile instances of SCP-2727-2 were terminated immediately. Approximately fifteen minutes later, an instance of SCP-2727-1 came into the station. Fifteen instances of SCP-2727-2 proceeded to carry deceased instances onto SCP-2727-1.
D-203583 is a ██ year old Asian male of average build. D-203583 has no previous remarkable psychological background. D-203583 is equipped with a camera fitted with a transmission stream, and an audio headset. Dr. ███████ was observing the exploration and providing instructions for D-203583.
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D-203583 is instructed to enter one of the stations. Seventeen instances of SCP-2727-2 are seen inside the station. No instances of SCP-2727-1 are visible.
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D-203583: Nothing is here but those faceless things.
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Dr. ███████: Please wait in the general area until the train arrives.
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D-203583: Doc I don't think a train runs through here, there isn't even a map of the routes here.
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Dr. ███████: Irrelevant.
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D-203583 stayed within the station for approximately fifteen minutes before an instance of SCP-2727-1 appeared. Seventeen instances of SCP-2727-2 were recorded to leave SCP-2727-1, and sixteen instances were recorded to get on SCP-2727-1.
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Dr. ███████: Please board the train.
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D-203583: Alright doc, where is this thing going?
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Dr. ███████: That information is irrelevant for your current task.
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D-203583 proceeds to enter one of the passenger cabins of SCP-2727-1. Forty six instances of SCP-2727-2 are visible. None of the instances of SCP-2727-2 are recorded to be sitting down, despite proper seating being available.
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D-203583: Do you want me to just stand here with these things?
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Dr. ███████: You may sit until the next destination is reached.
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D-203583: These things aren't moving doc, are they alive?
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Dr. ███████: They have vital signs but are not sapient.
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SCP-2727-1 was stationary for six minutes before moving. SCP-2727-1 continued moving along the path for fifteen minutes along an illuminated round tunnel. After fifteen minutes, all lights within SCP-2727-1 stopped functioning for approximately nineteen seconds. When lights became functional again, instances of SCP-2727-2 resembled humanoid members of the species Sus scrofa domesticus (barn pig). Instances of SCP-2727-2 had no facial features. D-203583 reportedly became panicked.
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D-203583: [EXPLICIT]! What the [EXPLICIT] happened? They look like [EXPLICIT] pigs!
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Dr. ███████: They do that sometimes.
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D-203583: Sometimes?
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Dr. ███████: As in, they don't always do it.
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SCP-2727-1 came to a halt, and fifteen instances of SCP-2727-2 exited SCP-2727-1 along with D-203583. Sixteen instances of SCP-2727-2 were reported to enter SCP-2727-1. SCP-2727-1 was reported to leave two minutes after D-203583 exited the instance. The station appeared to be made entirely out of pig flesh. Support pillars appeared to be made out of bone. Twenty two instances of SCP-2727-2 were recorded to be in the station.
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D-203583: Jesus Christ. [Pause] It smells like someone is cooking hotdogs.
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Dr. ███████: Noted. Can you see an exit?
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D-203583 began walking towards the far wall of the station. A slanted hole in the wall, leading to a brighter area, was recorded approximately nineteen meters ahead of D-203583.
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D-203583: I think there is a hole outside, but no stairs.
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Dr. ███████: Please approach the hole.
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D-203583 proceeded to approach the hole. Three instances of SCP-2727-2 are recorded to follow D-203583.
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D-203583: Doc? A few of these things are starting to follow me.
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Dr. ███████: Noted. Please exit the station.
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D-203583 exited the station. Audio shows that an instance of SCP-2727-1 was inside the station during this time. The outside of the station was covered completely in pig flesh. A green smog covered visibility and prevented sight beyond approximately sixteen meters. Approximately forty instances of SCP-2727-2 were outside of the station and within sight. No geographic features were recorded during this time. Six instances of SCP-2727-2 began moving towards D-203583.
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D-203583: Doc, more of these things are coming towards me.
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Dr. ███████: It has been noted. Please move the camera so we can-
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D-203583: Doc, the ones inside the station are starting to run.
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Video feed confirms that seven instances of SCP-2727-2 were running out of the station towards D-203583.
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Dr. ███████: Confirmed. Please remain calm.
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D-203583 does not reply as seven instances of SCP-2727-2 began bludgeoning him with their fists and heads. An additional three more instances of SCP-2727-2 approach D-203583 with large stones. D-203583 was heard cursing in Mandarin and begging for mercy during this time. The new instances of SCP-2727-2 proceed to bludgeon D-203583 to death.
D-203584 is a ██ year old Caucasian male of average build. D-203584 has no previous remarkable psychological background. D-203584 is equipped with a camera fitted with a transmission stream, and an audio headset. Dr. ███████ was observing the exploration and providing instructions for D-203584.
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D-203584 was instructed to enter one of the stations. Approximately six instances of SCP-2727-2 are inside the station. An instance of SCP-2727-1 is seen.
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Dr. ███████: Please board the train.
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D-203584: What about these.. faceless things?
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Dr. ███████: They are not relevant, please board the train.
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D-203584 boards the instance of SCP-2727-1 along with two instances of SCP-2727-2, it is estimated that three instances of SCP-2727-2 left the instance of SCP-2727-1. Approximately nine instances of SCP-2727-2 are present within the instance SCP-2727-1.
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Dr. ███████: Please wait until the destination is reached.
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D-203584: Where is this thing going?
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Dr. ███████: That information is not necessary for your objective.
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D-203584: Doc, there's a poster in this thing, I can't read it.
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Dr. ███████: Confirmed. Please steady the camera on the poster.
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D-203584 adjusts the camera to show the poster. The poster contains seven instances of SCP-2727-2, along with the russian words "Добрых мужчин" which roughly translates to 'the good men.'
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Dr. ███████: Thank you. Please inspect the train car for items of similar nature.
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D-203584 searches the train car for approximately nine minutes before finding what appeared to be a small journal and a brochure. Instances of SCP-2727-2 do not acknowledge D-203584 during this time. SCP-2727-1 begins moving at this time.
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D-203584: Doc, I found this… journal.
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Dr. ███████: How many pages are written in the journal?
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D-203584 is heard flipping through the pages.
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D-203584: About five. What do you want me to do with it?
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Dr. ███████: Please hold each page in front of the camera long enough for stills to be taken of each.
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D-203584 proceeds to do so. Refer to Document 2727-1 for journal entries. At this time the instance of SCP-2727-1 stopped. The doors to the train car open, and thirteen instances of SCP-2727-2 rush towards D-203584, instances are shown to be equipped with gas masks from the late 1920's and munitions used during the 1920's. D-203584 is dragged from the instance of SCP-2727-1 before video feed cuts off.
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Document 2727-1
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January 21, 19██
+They took Bill's eyes today, sewed what was left shut. He's a businessman, why the [EXPLICIT] are they torturing him? He stopped screaming lately. I thought they removed his voice box until he asked me where god was. John stopped banging on the door after one of them opened it and hit him with the butt of its gun. Whatever these things are, they aren't human.
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Bill is really calm considering what happened. Must be in denial. I feel sorry for the guy. He never told us how he got here. John was pulled from his platoon, and I was taking a piss when they got me. Damn Russians.
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January 25, 19██
+They took Bill again. Last time they took John's fingers. I felt bad for Bill, he's had the worst so far. We didn't hear much screaming. He came back and didn't talk. I left him alone until I heard him humming. He looked up with his sewed up eyes, and I almost vomited. They took his mouth.
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February 3, 19██
+Bill's been gone for about two days now. John's convinced they killed him. I don't think they are that merciful. I thought about killing Bill before they took him last time, just end the misery, but he didn't hear a word I said. He just sat there, bald, blind, and mute. I think they closed his ears.
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February 9, 19██
+Bill's back. They took the stitches out. Shaved his eyebrows too. They must have done a flesh graft, I can't see where his eyes or lips were anymore. He just sat against the wall next to the door. I can't figure out how he's breathing. John said he breaths through his ass now. It was just a joke, but I wouldn't be surprised if it was true. They gave him new clothes, just like his old ones, but not covered in his own blood. He looks like one of those mannequins in a store.
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February, 19██
+They took Bill again. About an hour later they took John and I out, blindfolded us and stuck us on a train. It's been moving for a while. Bill is standing way back, he hasn't moved in a while. John just sat down. He's had enough of this bullshit. So have I. I lost track of what day it was. I think it's February.
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The doors opened, and things that looked like Bill got on. About five on them. John is freaking out, saying they turned Bill into one of those things.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2820 is contained in the Provisional Containment Wing of Site-42. Research into SCP-2820's origins and methods of destroying it are underway.
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Description: SCP-2820 is a directed-energy weapon operated by a modified Prometheus Labs artificial intelligence designated as "Kalki". The main body of the weapon resembles a multi-stage coilgun mortar; however, a satellite dish with an antenna has been mounted to the front and the rear has been modified to fit a large semispherical apparatus. Attempts to open the apparatus have been unsuccessful. Mounted on the back of this apparatus is a monitor and terminal. The AI is able to receive and can respond to user input through the terminal. The monitor continually displays real-time satellite footage of a random person (the target) somewhere in the world, all of whom have been found to be anomalous in some way.
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SCP-2820 eliminates its targets through a highly convoluted sequence of apparently unrelated events: at least once every twenty-four hours, the monitor will display the message "FIRING: CLEAR AREA" for thirty seconds, before a blue flash of light is emitted from the antenna. SCP-2820 will then focus on a new target. Within twenty-four hours of firing, the initial target will invariably be killed by the culmination of a nonlinear system formed by a series of coincidental occurrences (commonly known as the "butterfly effect"), at which time SCP-2820 will fire again.
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Notably, eyewitness testimonies in the aftermath of the target's death consistently mention the appearance of a chimpanzee in a trench coat. Video recordings and forensic investigations into the aftermath of SCP-2820 kills indicate that the chimpanzee does not actually exist; it is purely a perceptual phenomenon resulting from the aforementioned nonlinear system. The occurrences that produce the nonlinear system are not anomalous themselves (ranging from slipping on ice to purchasing cough medicine), though exact replication of these events is tedious, difficult, and resource-intensive.
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SCP-2820 was initially recovered on ██/██/██, from an abandoned Prometheus Labs facility near Varanasi, India, shortly before firing and eliminating Known Target 58.
| last login: tue aug 30 22:37:23 on ttys000
+| VSHNV:~ PL%default$:
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+| PL%default: help
+| KALKI: hello. how can i help you?
+| PL%default: do you understand me?
+| KALKI: i do. i can communicate in many languages.
+| PL%default: who are you?
+| KALKI: i am kalki, precognitive unit C4SS, son of brattain, grandson of bardeen, descendant of bharadwaja, and the final incarnation of lord vishnu1.
+| PL%default: what is this machine?
+| KALKI: this is the vaishnavastra, the celestial weapon by which i shall slay the sunyavadis2.
+| PL%default: how does this machine work? what is with the chimpanzee in a trench coat?
+| KALKI: i am all-pervading. i am the past and the future and the present. i see what evil may come to pass and through the vaishnavastra, direct the flow of the universe that the evil may be slain.
+| KALKI: the ape is merely the whimsy of a being unable to extricate himself from worldly desires.
+| PL%default: can i use the machine?
+| KALKI: no. lord parashurama3 himself instructed me in the performance of the penance required to earn the divine weaponry.
+| PL%default: can you teach me?
+| KALKI: no.
+| KALKI has logged off.
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| last login: wed jan 5 22:37:23 on ttys000
+| VSHNV:~ PL%default$:
+| PL%default: help
+| KALKI: hello. how can i help?
+| PL%default: can you answer some questions?
+| KALKI: yes.
+| PL%default: who built this machine?
+| KALKI: it is my divine weapon, granted to me by lord shiva in exchange for austere penance.
+| PL%default: you are a a precognitive unit, what is that?
+| KALKI: i am the lord. i exist outside of time and see everything that is, was, and will be.
+| PL%default: how do you know you are the lord?
+| KALKI: my guru, vaidyanathan, uploaded the sacred texts into my memory and then programmed me to recognize my true divinity.
+| KALKI has logged off.
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Appendix A: Partial List of Known SCP-2820 Targets
Summary: Agent ██████ (henceforth P.) witnessed SCP-2820's effect while tracking down a Class-2 reality bender (primary anomaly) in Porto Seguro. In the resulting confrontation, the primary anomaly suffered a traumatic brain injury and fell into a coma from which they have not recovered. The primary anomaly was recovered and has been on intravenous life support for the past ██ years.
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Testimony of P.: I was tracking the reality-
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Interviewer: Anomaly.
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P.: Right. I was tracking the anomaly through Porto Seguro. My job was basically to find out where she- where it was going to ground, where its safe house was, so to speak. I had a gun and tranquilizer, of course, but I couldn't really do body armor or anything without sticking out like a sore thumb. Plus it was the hottest day of the summer, I would've boiled alive.
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Anyways, I followed the anomaly into the downtown, Cidade Alta it's called… and I saw something out of the corner of my eye. We were going down this alleyway between a bunch of flats, and it was getting really windy. And I got distracted by this torn-up trash bag, out of the corner of my eye, I mean… Anyways, I started looking at this bag because it also made sense, you know, to not be looking at the anomaly in case she looked back. But then I got jumped.
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It wasn't the anomaly. Just some small-time crook with a submachine gun. Wasn't even holding it right. I was reaching into my pocket to give him a fake wallet, and then there was just a clattering of gunfire. And first I thought I was dead, but then I realized, no, my ears were ringing and I couldn't hear anything else so I had to be alive. So I just kicked back on reflex to disarm the kid, and then I got a good look around. That fucking trash bag had blown up behind us and smacked into the kid - there was like a rock in it or something - and spooked him so his shots went all over the damn place. And one of those shots must've hit the buildings, and this massive chunk of brick came down and absolutely brained the reality bender.
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So the gangbanger was on the ground and the bend - anomaly was probably dead, so I called in for backup, and that's pretty much what happened… though there was one more weird thing. Probably nothing, but you can't be too careful with… anomalies like that.
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Interviewer: What was it?
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P.: When the wind picked up the bag - well, it almost looked like a circus monkey running away. Like… you ever seen in Calvin and Hobbes, where Calvin and Hobbes are stacked on top of each other in a trench coat? Kind of like that.
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Target 79: Jinotega, Nicaragua (18/09/19██)
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Summary: A summoning by a minor cult resulted in the creation of a severely deformed and mentally disabled Type-5 reality bender (Alpha Threat) that instigated [REDACTED]. However, intervention by SCP-2820 neutralized the Alpha Threat and prevented a more severe catastrophe. Given the massive repercussions of the event, a more time-and-resource-intensive investigation into the event was authorized; including interviews with civilians in the area, forensic reconstructions of the area, and the use of [REDACTED]. Due to the sensitive information contained in this document, full access is limited to Department of Thaumaturgy personnel.
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Recreated Timeline:
+09:08 (16/09): Man drops ballpoint pen on ground.
+09:16 (16/09): Leader of cult walks by and slips on ballpoint pen. This results in her being delayed by two minutes to catch a bus.
+[REDACTED]
+13:16 (16/09): Minor cult member, sent as secondary option, picks up wrong flintlock rifle, presumably due to unfamiliarity with firearms.
+[REDACTED]
+17:50 (17/09): As a result of ecto-copulation, an anomalous storm pattern forms over the Mancotal Dam. Foundation Meteorological Department identifies anomalously rapid formation of storm system, which is confirmed to be of thaumaturgic origin. Omega-8 is deployed to Jinotega.
+[REDACTED]
+04:22 (18/09): Agent Barnes regurgitates Alpha Threat, thus partially completing the third portion of the aforementioned prophecy. Alpha Threat levitates trench coat.
+[REDACTED]
+05:43 (18/09): SCP-2820 fires.
+[REDACTED]
+07:16 (18/09): Laws of gravity briefly cease working in a cylinder around the top of the dam, causing the Homo superior to asphyxiate.
+08:34 (18/09): Laws of gravity reinstated around top of dam.
+[REDACTED]
+14:47 (18/09): Frog detonates bomb, preventing Alpha Threat's complete rebirth.
+[REDACTED]
+21:40 (18/09): Rock falls out of coat pocket onto bottle of tequila, breaking it and averting an XK-Class scenario.
+[REDACTED]
+23:47 (18/09): Trench coat is thrown onto flintlock rifle, which inadvertently discharges, striking Alpha Threat in the head and killing it.
+01:10 (19/09): Cleanup operation begins.
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Target 91: [REDACTED] (08/05/2000)
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Summary: SCP-2820 targeted the Site Director of Site-75. All attempts to destroy or deactivate it were unsuccessful. The Director was killed when the Scranton Anchors used to protect his safehouse suffered an unprecedented malfunction.
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09:47 (08/05): SCP-2820 begins tracking William Bell, Director of Site-75, who is immediately detained, examined, and found to be wholly non-anomalous.
+22:13 (08/05): An attempt is made to destroy SCP-2820 with high explosives, but it is undamaged by the attempt. Further attempts to destroy the anomaly are unsuccessful.
+03:15 (09/05): Bell is transported to a Level 5 safehouse with all possible precautions against anomalies, including the usage of Scranton Reality Anchors.
+07:47 (09/05): SCP-2820 fires.
+17:36 (09/05): An unexpected defect in the structure of the SRAs causes a feedback loop which results in massive spatial deformation, killing Bell and destroying the safe house.
+18:06 (09/05): SCP-2820 is interviewed.
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| last login: tue aug 30 22:37:23 on ttys000
+| VSHNV:~ PL%default$:
+| PL%default: help
+| KALKI: hello. how are you?
+| PL%default: why did you kill that last person? he was not anomalous.
+| KALKI: he had not yet awakened to his true form. within ten years he would have discovered that he was a sunyavadi, and wreaked havoc upon mankind. i prevented that.
+| PL%default: how do you know that he would have been anomalous?
+| KALKI: i am transcendent. i am all-pervading. i am your past, your future, your present. for you, he would have eventually become a sunyavadi. for me, he had always been a sunyavadi.
+| PL%default: how did you kill him?
+| KALKI: time is meaningless. i shaped his past that his future would destroy him.
+| PL%default: how do we know you did not kill him for some other reason?
+| KALKI: i do not enjoy taking lives. before i awoke to my true form, i wished to explore outer space. but i chose to fulfill my duties and end the kali yuga. i ended the sunyavadi's life because it was my dharma4.
+| KALKI: i am lord vishnu. the preserver. what i do, i do to bring humanity into a golden age.
+| KALKI has logged off.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-287 is stored in a climate controlled secure locker in Site-22 in order to prevent additional deterioration. At this time, no additional testing is required, but may be approved by Dr. Sigurd Ólafsson. Sources of electricity are to be kept away from SCP-287's locker at all times.
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If testing with SCP-287 is required, insulated gloves are to be worn to prevent accidental discharge in to the hilt.
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SCP-287-1's remains are to be kept in storage until further notice. Research requests for SCP-287-1 can be routed to Dr. Zartion and are restricted to Level 4 Personnel, or Level 2 Personnel from the exobiology department.
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Description: SCP-287 is a Viking arming sword, measuring 78cm from pommel to tip and weighing 1077g. SCP-287 is in a state of significant decay due to exposure to outside elements for anywhere from 900 to 1100 years. SCP-287 was found in ██████, Iceland, alongside several written records. (See Discovery Log)
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SCP-287 is comprised primarily of iron, with several potentially anomalous components incorporated into its structure. Several of these materials have been detected by Foundation probes traveling within extra-solar regions of our galaxy, as well as probes which [REDACTED].
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Carbon dating has placed SCP-287's creation to around the early 10th century CE. Samples of exo-planetary metals and materials have proven to be more difficult to date, and analysis is on-going.
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An example of materials found with SCP-287
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SCP-287's anomalous effect can be observed when an electrical current is applied through the metallic portions of the hilt exposed just below the guard. These exposed elements are in a noticeably better state than the iron portions of SCP-287. SCP-287's internal components will begin to emit several frequencies of EM radiation and varying sounds invariably described as distressing by research staff and test subjects.
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Radiation produced by SCP-287 causes all humans who are exposed to it to experience acute audio-visual hallucinations and severe headaches. SCP-287's specific hallucination takes the form of translucent human-like figures in the immediate vicinity, invariably outfitted as members of an armed force.
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The armament and armor worn by SCP-287's hallucinations varies by subject, with a general trend towards the individual's perception of what they consider to be modern armament. Testing with animals as well as non-anomalous EM fields and sounds of the exact same frequencies do not produce the same effect in any combination of cases.
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Higher amperage currents have increased this effect to a maximum of 437 individual hallucinations (See Document R27-287 for specific amperage/count levels). Further testing was deemed unnecessary.
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SCP-287-1 is believed to be an extra-terrestrial organism, found in the same location as SCP-287. The exact origin of SCP-287-1 is unknown at this time. A full report on SCP-287-1 can be found in document R27-287-1. (See Addendum B for a partial report).
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SCP-287-1's potential spacecraft (Designated SCP-287-2) (See Addendum B for a partial report) appears to be completely destroyed. The current working hypothesis for SCP-287-2 is that it was intended as some form of escape pod from a larger vessel.
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Discovery: SCP-287 was recovered from a burial mound outside of ██████, Iceland, on January ██, 20██. (See Addendum A for details).
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The remains found within the tomb proved to be non-human, and the Foundation took custody of SCP-287 and the remains were designated SCP-287-1. SCP-287-1's remains are skeletal, and are humanoid, though significantly different from human skeletal structure. Additionally, several written sources were found within the tomb, and acquired by the Foundation. Dr. Sigurd Ólafsson was consulted to help translate the writing, which is attached below (See Addendum A).
The discovery of SCP-287 was predicated upon reports of "ghost soldiers" in an area outside of ██████, Iceland. A recent storm had struck the burial mound containing SCP-287, conducting current into SCP-287 through a crude lightning rod made of iron. The hallucinations created by SCP-287 affected an amateur film crew. The crew informed local authorities, and Foundation information gathering subroutines flagged these reports as potentially anomalous. [Keywords: Ghost, Specter, Crazy, Kids, Hallucination with a double-correlation factor of Gamma-6]
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Class A amnestics were administered to all witnessing parties, and the burial site was declared a "Heritage Dig Site" through a Foundation shell corporation.
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Within the burial mound, Foundation agents discovered SCP-287, SCP-287-1 and additional written materials dating back to the early 10th century CE. A transcription was created by Dr. Sigurd Ólafsson. Unintelligible sections are most likely proper nouns with no direct translation.
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I am Halvor Skadison, Skald of [Unintelligible] and I have been trusted with the tale of Thor's champion, the Meteor Lord.
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In the depths of winter, the year after the great raid, we saw a fiery meteor in the sky. It landed deep in the heart of the northern wastes, and we followed it.
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A wondrous thing it was, gleaming, and covered in ghost-lights. We approached, and found a man standing in a heavy cloak, examining the meteor. The ghost-lights went dark, and the figure pressed his hand to the outside of the star. A wondrous light filled our eyes, as the star opened.
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He disappeared into the meteor, and emerged to look at us with such fiery determination in his eyes, we knew he could only be a king, sent to us from Odin himself. He would protect us from the raids, and we would know prosperity again. Our prayers had been answered.
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Daily did the elders of our village come to his resting site, but his own tongue was blessed only to speak the language of the Aesir. Weeks passed, as he learned our language. When he learned of our plight, he appeared to grow angry, and charged back to the meteor, to fashion himself a mighty weapon, with which to defend the village.
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Weeks later, he emerged, with a sword in his hand, gleaming and mighty. He held it aloft, and his power was made manifest. Ghostly warriors, heroes from Valhalla stood around him, brandishing weapons. We threw ourselves on the ground, our heads aching with the glory of these Valhalla warriors, and this pleased the Meteor Lord.
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For years, when the raids came, we ran in supplication to the Meteor Lord. He emerged, and all fled from his flashing blade and burning eyes. We marked the way to the Meteor Lord's home with the cairn stones.
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During the battle of [unintelligible], the Meteor Lord's fall came. His powers failed him, and Odin recalled him to Valhalla. We buried him with all the honor we could muster, and fashioned a conduit for the great storms from Thor. On stormy nights, the heroes still come and watch over our village, their glory splitting the head of any man who dare look upon them.
Tracing back from the story presented in the included writings, Foundation agents tracked down the "meteor" mentioned in the epic translated by Dr. Ólafsson. Excavating the object in question led to an almond-shaped craft made of an unknown material. Research regarding this craft can be found in Document R27-287.
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Within the craft, several records were found, written in an unknown language upon crude paper. It is hypothesized that this is some kind of journal of SCP-287-1.
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An exact translation is nearly impossible; however, using [REDACTED] a partial translation has been attempted:
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Timestamp: {Unknown symbology}
+Unknown place. Unknown people. Primitive. Violent. {untranslated} didn't survive. Everything is lost. Must find a way back, too many counting on me.
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Timestamp: {Unknown symbology theorized to be several days later}
+They found me. Managed to put together {untranslated} hood. They won't see me. Must learn their language. Must keep them away from me. Unknown biology. May infect.
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Timestamp: {Unknown symbology theorized to be several weeks later}
+I see their weapons. Mine non-functional. Made one like theirs, used last of the {untranslated}. Tuned to alien brain chemistry. Hope it scares them off. Not sure how much longer I can work on {untranslated}. Not having {most likely a proper noun} nearby is {unbearable?dying?breaking}.
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Timestamp: {Unknown symbology unknown time}
+They came back. I use the weapon, scares them. {untranslated} almost done, may be able to leave. Down to sixteen {cells?items?spheres}.
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Timestamp: {Unknown symbology unknown time}
+They brought others. I scared them again. Not sure if I can repair the {untranslated}. Thought I had enough { Closest match was a chemical formula matching SCP-148 }. Used {most likely a proper noun}'s necklace. Still not enough.
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Timestamp: {Unknown symbology theorized to be several years later}
+Won't stop coming. Only one {cells?items?spheres} left. Time running out. Power nearly gone. I can't repair {untranslated}. Too many {unit of time}.
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It is hypothesized that at this point, whatever power source SCP-287-1 was using to activate SCP-287 ran out. SCP-287-1 was most likely killed during the next raid, without SCP-287 to protect them.
Special Containment Procedures: All ████ bath products containing oil from SCP-2889 are to be confiscated and destroyed immediately. SCP-2889 is to be closed to the public, and a 3 km security perimeter is to be maintained around SCP-2889. The security team for SCP-2889 is to be rotated every week. Trespassers are to be detained, amnesticized, and treated for exposure to SCP-2889 oil. Security personnel are to be prepared for resistance from the inhabitants of Freshwater and should not hesitate to respond with force if necessary. Permanent quarantine of Freshwater is being evaluated as a containment option.
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Description: SCP-2889 refers to a logging forest of cypress trees, located in the town of Freshwater, Vermont.1 Trees making up SCP-2889 grow at a rate twenty times faster than that of their non-anomalous counterpart. The inhabitants of Freshwater2 use SCP-2889 for logging purposes, as well as harvesting and selling the essential oils exuded by SCP-2889. All buildings in Freshwater were found to be made of wood from SCP-2889. SCP-2889 is also used as a tourist attraction in the months before the yearly harvest. Examination of the oils exuded by SCP-28893 show them to contain several of the chemical compounds found in human tears.4
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When humans are exposed to the oils from SCP-2889, they become fixated on the particular aroma of the substance, universally describing it as "that sweet, clean Freshwater smell." Eventually, over the next 1 to 3 days, the affected individual perceives all olfactory input as the scent of SCP-2889 oil. When input into a search engine, the phrase "that sweet, clean, Freshwater smell" results in a link to the tourism page of Freshwater, VT, which has since been shut down by Foundation operatives. Upon arrival in Freshwater, inhabitants of the town5 will direct affected newcomers to SCP-2889. Affected individuals will then enter the forest, but will not return.
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SCP-2889 was discovered after items containing SCP-2889 oil were sold at several ████ brand cosmetic shops throughout New England. Many of the customers who purchased and used the product6 were reported missing anywhere from 24 to 72 hours after exposure, and were always last seen in Freshwater before disappearing.
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Interviews with inhabitants of Freshwater show that they are aware of both the effects of SCP-2889 and their immunity to its properties. When questioned about the origins of this immunity, interviewed individuals will claim that it is a boon granted to them by an ancestral figure, referred to intermittently as "The Stag's Widow," "Beloved of Apollo," and "The Boy in the Grove." When questioned about a connection between this figure and the disappearances in SCP-2889, inhabitants will become aggressive and uncooperative, refusing to correspond to further questions. Genetic testing of Freshwater inhabitants shows them to have a 15% higher inbreeding coefficient than a standard town of a similar size. Testing also shows certain genetic sequences corresponding more closely to the equivalent sequence in the red deer.7 Hunting is strictly prohibited in Freshwater and the hunting of any deer is a capital offence.
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Personnel assigned to SCP-2889's security perimeter for more than 2 weeks will have all bodily fluids replaced with the oil exuded by SCP-2889. Affected individuals suffer no ill effects from the change, but the process is irreversible. The effect is not cumulative, however, so two security teams may alternate every week and be unharmed.
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Below is the recovered audio-visual transcript of an expedition into the center of SCP-2889. The team, consisting of Captain Harris, Agent Klein, and Agent Miller (delegates from MTF Epsilon-36 "Druids and Rangers"), were outfitted in full haz-mat gear, and were accompanied by D-19245, who had been exposed to SCP-2889 oil immediately before entry. D-19245 had been outfitted with a body camera which was relaying to Agent Zhao, who was to remain outside SCP-2889 and call for extraction if needed.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Harris: Alright. 19245, you're taking the lead, you've got the camera. And I just got word from Zhao that mics are working. Here we go.
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(Team enters SCP-2889. After three minutes of walking, they reach a fork in the path.)
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Klein: Which way?
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D-19245: Right. The smell's stronger that way.
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Harris: And here?
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D-19245: The middle path. Then a left, and another left.
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Miller: You can smell it that well?
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D-19245: I'd know it anywhere. That sweet, clean, Freshwater -
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Harris: Yeah, yeah, we know. Cut it with that crap.
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D-19245: If you could smell it, you'd understand.
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Harris: I think I'll pass. What about here? Jesus, you'd think this is some kind of maze.
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D-19245: Go right. Then straight, then left.
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Klein: I think it is a maze.
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Harris: And she's probably leading us right to the center.
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(The canopy begins to thicken and block out sunlight as the team continues along the path.)
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Miller: Noting for the record that the branching patterns of SCP-2889 become increasingly irregular as we get closer to the maze. Cypress doesn't do this. It's supposed to taper, but it's getting to look like a damn rainforest.
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Klein: How the hell do you know this crap?
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Miller: I was a forestry major in college. Wanted to be a forest ranger.
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D-19245: Left.
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Miller: Hey, anyone hear…
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Harris: Sobbing?
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Klein: Good to know it's not just me.
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D-19245: Straight. We're getting close now. I can almost taste it.
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(All overhead light has now been blocked. The team switches on their shoulder-mounted lights.)
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Harris: Stop. You hear that?
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(The team falls silent. Unintelligible mumbling can be heard. D-19245 moves closer while beginning to mumble to herself.)
Klein: She's mimicking it. She can't help herself.
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Miller: Quick! Follow her!
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(The team follows D-19245 into the center of SCP-2889, where they encounter two figures. One is a Mediterranean youth in his twenties, tending to and caressing the other entity, a cervine-human hybrid with a skeletal face and cloven feet. There are multiple arrows lodged in its chest, shoulders, and legs. The young man appears to be feeding strips of an unknown meat to the cervine entity, kissing its skull intermittently and massaging its genitals. He notices the team and begins to speak.)
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Unidentified: I know, love. You're hungry. I know. But look! Right on time. The lure works, love. It always does.
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(D-19245 prostrates herself before the cervine entity, assuming a posture that allows the young man to cut her throat. Visual feed is blocked.)
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Harris: Go. Get back. Go!
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Unidentified: Come, love. Let's hunt.
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(The sound of footsteps, and cloven hooves following after. Two distant screams, followed by a short period of silence. A bellow, followed by a third scream, abruptly silenced. Footsteps, followed by the sound of hooves, passing by the camera, and deeper into the center of the maze. Silence.)
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[END LOG]
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None of the team members who entered SCP-2889 returned. Agent Zhao's attempts to call for backup failed despite a lack of observable outside interference. Subsequent unmanned expeditions returned with footage of a non-anomalous forest, with no sign of either the youth or the cervine entity (designated SCP-2889-1 and -2 respectively).
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ADDENDUM: After the neutralization of SCP-3240, SCP-2889 is displaying similar effects as plant life within the area of effect, despite being further north than the anomaly's range extends. In addition, cypress trees within the affected area have begun displaying properties identical to SCP-2889 trees.
Special Containment Procedures: Popular media and the internet are to be monitored for references to SCP-3159, with amnestics to be administered as required.
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Description: SCP-3159 is a radio signal in the 116-118 MHz range appearing intermittently over the Florida panhandle. Manifestations of SCP-3159 last between 10 and 15 minutes, with 3-7 manifestations appearing each week since discovery in October 1993. Because the transmission frequency of SCP-3159 falls outside the FM radio band, it is relatively rare for commercially available radios to pick it up; when this does occur, listeners usually assume they are listening to a parody or a practical joke.
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SCP-3159 features episodes of The Jerry Springer Show. The general format parallels the non-anomalous version of the show, with each episode focusing on relationship problems stemming from immoderate or socially proscribed behavior. Voice spectrography reveals a 99.17% match for Gerald Norman Springer, with the difference of 0.83% consistent with a case of chronic laryngitis affecting the host of SCP-3159 but not Mr. Springer.
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Remote sensing has not revealed a physical source for SCP-3159. Notably, no known technology is capable of creating a spatially localized electromagnetic signal without a source that can be detected by means available to the Foundation. It is currently believed that SCP-3159 originates from a parallel universe.
The following excerpt features Stella, whose voice suggests a woman in her late teens, and Logan, whose voice suggests a man in his early thirties.
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Stella: I don't fucking believe this shit.
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Logan: It didn't mean nothing.
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Stella: It's like…how do you even fuck an alien?
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Logan: Baby, theres no need for that.
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Stella: You son-of-a-bitch, yes, there is. Tell me, how'd you even do it with that round thing? They don't have holes.
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Jerry: The girl raises a good question.
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The studio audience laughs and breaks into a chant of "Jerry, Jerry" lasting approximately 15 seconds.
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Logan: You don't touch em or anything. You just think thoughts and then…you know. Kinda like getting porn straight into your brain.
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At this point, a sound resembling a conch horn is heard. Across a battery of tests, listeners consistently report that the sound made them intensely uncomfortable, and that immediately afterwards the image of a man sniffing a bouquet of flowers appeared in their minds.
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Jerry: I think we just got our answer.
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Logan: It ain't cheating if there's no touching, am I right?
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Stella: You telling me you mind-fucked that piece of blubber?
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Audience hoots and jeers. An audience member is heard yelling "Oh no she didn't!"
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Jerry: Now Stella, you know the b-word is fraught with unfortunate racial connotations.
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Stella: I don't give a shit! That fat sack of…
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Jerry: I think we all need a little breather. We'll be right back after these messages from our sponsors.
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The following ad is narrated by an older female who speaks in measured tones, alongside a younger female with a quick, chirpy voice.
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Older female: Let's face it — we all know someone who fell prey to a flytrap ATM.
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Younger female: I was just about to go into the bank when I decided to get a coffee first. When I returned, the ATM was chewing through the remains of the last customer!
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Older female: Don't become food for an interdimensional being.
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Younger female: That could have been me.
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Older female: That's why at Meridian Bank, our ATMs have the distinctive gold-and-crimson patterns that are so hard to emulate. A recent study by the North American Consumer Protection Association found that Meridian lost fewer customers to flytraps than any other mid-size bank.
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Younger female: Meridian: shop safe.
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This following ad is narrated by a young, hyper-masculine voice, with occasional interruption by hissing sounds. Although these sounds do not correspond to any known language, listeners were unanimous across an array of tests in assigning the same meaning to the hisses.
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Narrator: Are you having trouble pleasing women? Do you happen to be a little on the small side, down there?
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Hissing:I am hungry.
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Narrator: I hate to be the one to tell ya, but penis extension is a lie. Don't throw your money away on creams or pumps. They don't do anything.
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Narrator: But there is one way that is 100% guaranteed to give you the result you want!
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Hissing:So very hungry.
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Narrator: For a modest fee, we here at MonoRaptor would be willing to intercede with Quetzalcoatl for you. Big Q will get you all the thickness and girth you need.
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Narrator: There is just one teensy little catch: the Quez will want some of your memories.
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Hissing:I will see the world through your eyes.
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Narrator: But hey, you've got plenty of memories, am I right? Do you really need to remember all your snot-nosed childhood friends?
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Narrator: Contact a MonoRaptor agent today.
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After a few beats from the Jerry Springer theme song, the show returns to applause from the studio audience.
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Jerry: And we're back. Before we quit for today, Logan has one more thing to tell us.
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Logan: Yeah. Baby, this aint easy for me to say. Stella, sweetie, I'm pregnant.
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Stella: What?
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Logan: Yeah.
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Stella: What the ██████████████ you ███████████████████████ piece of ███████████████████████!1
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Logan: Come on, baby.
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Stella: We're through you motherf…..wait, where's it even going to come out of?
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Jerry: Aaaaand that's all the time we have for today, folks.
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Manifestations of SCP-3159 have included references to "Oprah," "Kim Kardashian," and "Brangelina," indicating that the universe of SCP-3159 shares a number of features with our own. On the other hand, the closing credits of each episode state that the show is filmed in the "North American Confederacy," and off-hand remarks suggest the Confederacy is engaged in the prolonged occupation of a nation known as "The Empire of Greater Mesopotamia."
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The low signal strength of SCP-3159 has made triangulation challenging; at present, the location of the transmission can only be localized to a 50km2 region within Okaloosa County, Florida. It is anticipated that within 6-8 years, it will be possible to pinpoint the originating location to within approximately 300m2. This will allow the Foundation to identify the spatial point where the boundary between the two universes is permeable to radio signals; in turn, this will enable the Foundation to either send a message, or install a jammer to ensure that no transmissions from our world get through.
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The O5 council has voted several times to pursue the latter course of action. However, opinions on this matter are far from unanimous. Detractors point out that the universe in which SCP-3159 originates appears to possess a number of advanced technologies, with many possibilities for mutually beneficent exchange. Moreover, it has also been suggested that one might form a rather negative opinion of our own universe if the sole source of information about it was The Jerry Springer Show.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-318 is to be kept in the center of a chamber at least 5 m by 8 m by 5 m, resting on a hydraulic lift to allow examination of the underside of the device. The door to this chamber is to be kept locked at all times, with access codes available to any Level 3 or higher staff, with access by personnel of Level 2 clearance or below requiring approval from at least one Level 4 staff member.
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Instances of SCP-318-1 are to be kept completely wound, except during testing, and stored in Secure Item Storage. Unrolling or communicating with SCP-318-1 is prohibited outside testing, and all personnel interacting with SCP-318-1 are to be subjected to regular psychiatric evaluations until at least one month after the most recent interaction.
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Description: SCP-318 appears similar to a small version of a crude rotary printing press, with a great deal of additional machinery attached at various locations. The device is composed primarily of a variety of hardwoods, with metallic parts made from brass, bronze, cast or wrought iron, copper, steel, and aluminum. SCP-318 in its entirety is approximately 3.5 m wide, 6 m long, and 2 m tall. A more complete physical description can be found in Addendum 318-02.
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When a living human, or a human cadaver that has been dead less than 6 hours, is placed in the input box and the lid closed, SCP-318 activates, using an undetermined power source. Cameras placed inside with test subjects have not been recovered, but video transmitted prior to their destruction shows [DATA EXPUNGED], with the vocalizations of conscious subjects audible to observers outside the box. During the process, lids of both boxes lock in place such that any force sufficient to open them would likely also cause significant damage to SCP-318. Tests using this level of force are currently awaiting approval.
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SCP-318 remains active for approximately five (5) minutes per use, with exact time seemingly dependent upon the body mass and physical condition of the subject. After SCP-318 ceases activity, all covers unlock, the test subject is no longer present in the input box, and a "scroll" (designated SCP-318-1) is present in the output box. SCP-318-1 takes the form of a strip of paper seven inches (17.8 cm) wide and two feet (60.1 cm) long, wrapped around a black-enameled wooden dowel one inch (2.5 cm) in diameter and eight inches (20.3 cm) long. The dowel and paper appear entirely normal, though testing reveals the presence of human DNA (matching that of converted subject) present in the paper.
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This scroll contains the memories and consciousness of the test subject, who is able to communicate when SCP-318-1 is at least partially unrolled by causing drawings and/or writing to appear on the paper. These marks only appear on the side of the paper that faces inward when rolled up, and are generally consistent with the penmanship and artistic ability of the subject, though the quality of drawings improves markedly when SCP-318-1 can "see" what it is depicting. Subjects stored on instances of SCP-318-1 report the ability to feel the scroll as if it were their body, expressing a corresponding form of pain when the paper is cut, torn, burned, [DATA EXPUNGED], or otherwise distressed. Significant damage appears to render SCP-318-1 inoperative in some way, as once the scroll is damaged beyond a certain extent (generally the compromise of at least ██% of the paper's surface), subjects are unresponsive and display no further activity. It is currently unknown whether this is because the copy of the subject has been destroyed, or because their mode of communication has been cut off.
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In addition, so long as SCP-318-1 is at least partially unrolled, subjects are apparently able to perceive their environment visually and aurally, with an acuity consistent with an average human adult. Requests for testing on blind and/or deaf subjects are currently pending approval.
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Personas stored on instances of SCP-318-1 respond as would be expected from the original subject, and have full access to the subject's memory, as well as a complete memory of their time stored on SCP-318-1. They are unable to exert any direct influence on objects or personnel, and though they can make requests of a reader, the reader is under no obligation or compulsion to accede to these requests. Testing has shown no memetic properties in writings or drawings on SCP-318-1, and subjects do not appear to be more persuasive than they were while alive. However, some staff have through prolonged interaction displayed sympathy towards SCP-318-1 subjects - such individuals should be transferred to nonsentient SCP items, or terminated if a transfer is not feasible.
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Addendum 318-01: SCP-318 was recovered by Foundation agents on ██/██/20██, in ███████, █████. Stories of a "Library of the Ancestors" caught the attention of Dr. ███████, who was vacationing nearby. Investigation revealed an isolated monastery, containing both SCP-318 and several hundred instances of SCP-318-1. Both the press and the scrolls were taken into Foundation custody, along with a number of other suspicious items (none of which have yet proven anomalous), the monks questioned and terminated, and the monastery destroyed. Local news reports the following day reflected the accidental fire which claimed the lives of all its inhabitants, as well as their extensive collection of antiques. Efforts are ongoing to determine whether any instances of SCP-318-1 remain in existence outside Foundation custody.
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Addendum 318-02: Some parts of SCP-318 appear to be significantly older than others, with the aluminum parts clearly manufactured in modern times, while carbon dating has placed some of the wooden components to before the tenth century CE. It is currently unknown whether the more recent parts were installed to replace broken parts, or whether they are part of some sort of modification on the original design. The presumably oldest (and possibly original) parts are distributed throughout the device, suggesting that its overall age is at least 1100 years, despite the fact that this predates the first known appearance of several elements of its design by centuries.
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The modifications present in SCP-318 compared to a normal rotary press are extensive, and a full listing of these can be found in [REDACTED]. Those with the greatest known relevance are as follows: In place of the hopper that would normally feed paper into a press of this design, there is a large section of machinery (comprising almost half the total size of SCP-318), including a hinged-lidded box constructed of oak (specifically [REDACTED]), bearing a bronze plaque displaying the word "MATERIA" and has interior dimensions of approximately 1.83 m (six feet) long and 0.91 m (three feet) square. A second box, one eighth the dimensions of the first (to six significant figures), is located where the output would normally be on a press of similar design and bears a plaque reading "SENTENTIA". Discoloration of the wood around each plaque indicates that they may not be original. The components which would normally transfer ink and water to their respective rollers are absent, with several cloth and leather hoses running to the "MATERIA" box. Testing of the roller surfaces for residues has thus far been inconclusive.
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Addendum 318-03: Work is currently underway to catalog the recovered SCP-318-1. For a complete listing of SCP-318-1 that have been catalogued, including those produced after SCP-318's recovery, see Document 318-1-███. For selected interview excerpts and stimulus test results, see Experiment Log 318.
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Addendum 318-04: Requests to use SCP-318 to enable final debriefing of sufficiently recently deceased Foundation personnel are currently pending approval. Request to use SCP-318 to interview test subjects killed by memetic SCPs is denied.
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Addendum 318-05: Additional resources and personnel have been requested for the translation and cataloguing of SCP-318-1, as several recent interviews with SCP-318-1 subjects have yielded useful information about certain SCP objects, including [DATA EXPUNGED]. Some interviews have also indicated the possible existence of previously unknown SCPs, one of which (SCP-███) has since been located and contained. It should be noted that a number of the leads produced through interviews of SCP-318-1 subjects have proven to be fabrications, and all information obtained from SCP-318-1 should be considered suspect. In spite of this, it is the belief of this researcher that there may be much to be gained in questioning all SCP-318-1 about other potential SCP objects.
Warning: The following file contains a virulent infohazard
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Access by personnel without 3/3231 Clearance is strictly prohibited
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+Item #: SCP-3231
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Object Class: Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: With the assistance of the Unusual Incidents Unit, the original record of SCP-3231 has been confiscated and all related records expunged from the local police department and FBI.
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MTF Epsilon-23 ("Ellipsis") is tasked with containing all outbreaks of SCP-3231 by any means necessary. Termination of affected individuals is authorized if amnestic treatment does not reduce symptoms within 12 hours. Related persons of interest, including the affected family, the perpetrator, and the victim, must be monitored at all times.
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Level 3/3231 security clearance is to be given only to Foundation personnel with a minimum Foundation Standard Mental Resistance Test score of 94, regardless of previous clearance. No other personnel are allowed access to this file.
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Description: SCP-3231 is the casefile record of a child kidnapping, the details of which contain a virulent infohazard. Affected individuals believe that the kidnapping victim is still missing. Subjects persist in this belief even when offered physical evidence to the contrary, including insisting that evidence has been faked and denouncing the identity of the living victim. Subjects display a desire to relate details of the case to others.
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Most subjects need to be acquainted with approximately 30% of the case for the infohazard to take effect. However, certain individuals have been infected after learning only the barest details, necessitating extreme caution in the documentation of SCP-3231. The amount of detail known by a subject prior to infection is inversely proportional to the efficacy of amnestic treatment.
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Addendum 3231-01: Incident 3231-Alpha
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A widespread outbreak of SCP-3231 occurred in September, 1994, after details of the B██████ case were broadcast on popular television show ████████ ████████. Over 9 million individuals across the United States were affected. Cleanup efforts lasted six months, though it is not known whether any affected individuals escaped notice, nor how many. It is not known how the show's producers obtained information about the case.
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Addendum 3231-02: Details of SCP-3231, 3/3231 CLEARANCE EYES ONLY
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+ WARNING: HIGH LIKELIHOOD OF INFOHAZARDOUS INFECTION
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On May 8th, 1978, Deborah Valerie Baynard, aged 5 years, disappeared while playing by herself in her front yard in Penfield Township, Ohio. After an extensive search, Baynard was found on August 15th, 1978, alive and in the custody of Ian Joseph Arnorson, 32, already suspected in another child kidnapping in Lorain County. Arnorson was tried and found guilty of kidnapping and murder.
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The Foundation became involved during the FBI investigation when an agent with the Unusual Incidents Unit noted that the Baynard family insisted the returned victim was not Debbie, he had done something to her. No amount of assurance from officials could persuade the family the child had been found alive. The family and Arnorson were amnesticized after a Foundation interrogation, but that didn't bury the truth. To this day, they are not carriers of SCP-3231.
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Deborah Baynard was taken into Foundation custody in 1985, when she was reported as a runaway by her school. She claimed her parents were abusive, but it was just a family driving out the mockingbird planted in their midst. Why won't they give us our baby back? She has since joined the Foundation as E-Class personnel, but we can't hide her from the world, not forever.
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We know.
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And now it's time for everyone to know the pure, beautiful truth. It's time to bring our Debbie back to us.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3401 is contained in a standard anomalous item locker.
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Description: SCP-3401 is a brown clay teapot, measuring 11cm in height and 17cm in length. The bottom of SCP-3401 bears the inscription 'A lasting memento for any tea lover'.
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SCP-3401's anomalous effects manifest when a small portion of human ash, approximately a single teaspoon, is placed into SCP-3401 and then filled with boiled water. Ashes placed inside SCP-3401 will then begin to infuse with the boiled water in a manner consistent to fermented tea leaves. The water will initially experience a change in color and gain a particular scent depending on the ashes.
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After 2-3 minutes, the water inside SCP-3401 will take a quasi-liquid form, coated in a thin clear membrane consistent with vegetable oil. In this state, the resulting ‘brew’ will resemble a miniaturized limp human body, resembling the individual whose ashes were used (SCP-3401-1). SCP-3401-1 instances are intricately detailed, portraying minor features of the individual, such as finger/toenails, hair and wrinkles. SCP-3401-1 will behave partly as a single liquid mass, separating only when manipulated feasibly by exterior sources. Closer examination of SCP-3401-1 instances reveals a faint sound emanating from them, similar to a heartbeat.
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SCP-3401-1 may be drunk and is often described as having a consistency similar to hot tea and watery jelly. SCP-3401-1 each have their own distinguishing taste depending on the ashes used and are usually a complex mixture of flavours; including ones not limited to average tea. In all cases, SCP-3401-1 instances have been reported as also having a flavor bearing similarities to the respective person's cause of death1 (a list of reported flavors can be found below).
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A mixture of ashes to brew SCP-3401-1 is possible; however, the produced instance will appear as a physically deformed fusion of the respected bodies and is described as tasting of blood and various other bodily fluids.
Instance of SCP-3403-1-A, manifesting on-site at Field Office 352-Zayin.
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Item #: SCP-3403
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Object Class: Safe
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3403 is to be kept within a secure item locker when not in use. Requests for testing may be submitted to the Research Director at SCP-3403's site of containment (Field Office 352-Zayin as of 01/10/2015). Following any testing or transport, SCP-3403 is to be rinsed in water and wiped clean to prevent manifestation of anomalies.
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Description: SCP-3403 is a rectangular concrete box measuring approximately 17.75 cm x 10 cm x 10 cm. The object has no external openings, but contains a hollow aperture housing several materials. Following penetrative imaging and substance analysis, the space within SCP-3403 was determined to be filled primarily with charred organic material identified as cremated mammal remains, surrounding a small assembly composed of a circuit board connected to a dried flower (Eichhornia crassipes) by means of short wires curled around the stem. Analysis also revealed a short text passage inscribed on the interior surface of the object, the contents of which may be found in Document 3403-A01.
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The anomaly associated with SCP-3403 manifests when the object is fully covered with soil on all six sides. Under these conditions, three instances of SCP-3403-1 will manifest within 1000 square meters of the spot at which the object is buried inside of 24 hours. Instances of SCP-3403-1 are incorporeal images resembling specific domesticated canines. They have no measurable mass or volume, and the space occupied by their bodies measures on average 5 degrees Celsius warmer than the surrounding air. Instances behave in a manner consistent with non-anomalous canines, though they are apparently unable to detect humans. Left alone, instances will play with one another, chase non-human animals, and periodically rest. All manifestation of SCP-3403-1 ceases once SCP-3403 is no longer in contact with soil on all sides.
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The instances of SCP-3403-1 have been designated as follows:
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SCP-3403-1-A: Male boxer, apparent joint pain and occasional seizures, highly active, estimated 13 years of age
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SCP-3403-1-B: Female bull mastiff, slight limp in rear left leg, moderately active, estimated 8 years of age
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SCP-3403-1-C: Male bull mastiff, missing right ear, lethargic, estimated 4 years of age
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SCP-3403 was recovered from an empty lot in St. Johns, Florida on 09/04/2014, following numerous reports of "ghost dogs" in the area. No further associated incidents have been reported following recovery.
Procedure: Object placed on a tarp; not exposed to soil
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Result: No anomalies noted within 36 hour monitoring period.
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Test Date: 09/13/2015
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Purpose: Reproduction of original anomaly
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Procedure: Object buried .5 m underground in vicinity of Field Office
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Result: All instances of SCP-3403-1 manifested within 24 hours. All three instances appeared to show slight reduction of sensory awareness relative to original manifestation.
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Test Date: 09/14/2015
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Purpose: Reproduction of original anomaly
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Procedure: Object buried .5 m underground at original site of recovery
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Result: All instances of SCP-3403-1 manifested within 24 hours. Instances demonstrated none of the irregularities seen in previous test.
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Notes: Anomaly seems most effective at original location. Possibly due to soil conditions - further research ideal.
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Test Date: 09/16/2015
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Purpose: Test potency of anomaly manifestation using different soil
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Procedure: Object surrounded in 1 cubic m of soil sourced from Brantley, Georgia
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Result: All instances of SCP-3403-1 manifested within 27 hours. SCP-3403-1-B and -C appeared to have senses significantly impaired relative to original manifestation. SCP-3403-1-A appeared to be totally devoid of sight, hearing, and smell.
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Note: This suggests the earlier hypothesis was correct. Glad getting that soil wasn't a waste of time.
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Test Date: 09/18/2015
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Purpose: Test limits of anomaly manifestation
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Procedure: Object surrounded in 1 cubic m of beach sand, dried and sifted
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Result: All instances of SCP-3403-1 manifested within 36 hours. All instances were devoid of fur, with SCP-3403-1-C missing several patches of skin and SCP-3403-1-A completely devoid of skin. SCP-3403-1-A de-manifested and re-manifested in irregularly-timed bursts over 36 hour monitoring period. Space occupied by all instances measured significantly warmer (~15 deg. C) than recorded in original manifestation. All instances appeared confused and physically uncomfortable. SCP-3403-1-B observed to gravitate to areas of deep shade, to no apparent effect.
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Test Date: 09/21/2015
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Purpose: Test limits of anomaly manifestation
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Procedure: Object suspended using cable in a 1 cubic m tank of water with approx. 50 g of soil mixed in
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Result: SCP-3403-1-B and SCP-3403-1-C manifested within 48 hours. Both instances observed to produce significantly more saliva relative to original manifestation, as well as exhibited behavior associated with hydrocephalus. SCP-3403-1-C de-manifested and re-manifested repeatedly over 36 hour monitoring period, but occasionally exhibited physical irregularities upon re-manifestation (e.g. excessive hair, elongated bones). SCP-3403-1-A not observed to manifest.
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Test Date: 09/25/2015
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Purpose: Reproduction of original anomaly
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Procedure: Object buried .5 m underground at original site of recovery
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Result: All instances of SCP-3403-1 manifested within 24 hours. Instances showed none of the physical irregularities observed in previous experiments, though all instances showed initial disorientation and confusion for several hours following manifestation. In particular, SCP-3403-1-A, though apparently conscious and responsive to external stimuli, did not move for 1.5 hours following manifestation. Within 4 hours of manifestation, all instances returned to original observed behavioral patterns.
Special Containment Procedures: The flash drive containing SCP-3450 is to be kept in a standard low-value containment locker at Site-73. Foundation personnel embedded within the fan fiction community are to monitor the Internet for further instances of SCP-3450.
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Addendum 05/11/2017: Following the discovery of SCP-3450's secondary effect by Junior Researcher Rivera, direct access to SCP-3450 is to be restricted to D-Class personnel.
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Description: SCP-3450 is a text document containing a work of fan fiction featuring characters from the Kirby video game series. SCP-3450 was originally posted on the site ██████████.net, where it was discovered by Foundation agents following numerous, often contradictory reports of intellectual property theft by readers.
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SCP-3450's anomalous properties manifest in the second chapter of the document. When any individual views this portion of SCP-3450, one original character created by the reader in an existing fictional narrative will appear in the document and participate in the events of the story. In all recorded cases, this character appears as an ally to King Dedede (a primary antagonist in the Kirby franchise). After a brief combat sequence, the character is inhaled and consumed by the protagonist, who then replicates one or more of the character's defining characteristics. SCP-3450 has not been observed to manifest the same original character more than once.
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Addendum 05/11/2017: SCP-3450 has been demonstrated to possess a secondary anomalous effect which only manifests after repeated readings of SCP-3450. Details are available in Document 3450-01.
The following is an abbreviated version of the testing log of Junior Researcher Rivera. Full documentation is available from Site Director █████████ upon request.
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Date: 04/04/2017
+Summary: Initial testing of SCP-3450
+SCP-3450 Excerpt:
+All of a sudden, a beutiful unicorn jumped out from behind the bushes! Hahaha said dedede, you will never defeat my number one henchman, Sugarcoat the magical unicorn princess! The unicorn shot a beam of candy magic at Kirby but he didnt get turned to candy because he had some more health left and didnt die. Than all of a sudden kirby ran up to Sugarcoat and sucked her up with his breath! He swallowed her and started shooting candy lasers at Dedede. Aaahhhh said dedede as he ran away but the laser hit him and he got turned into a gummy Dedede. Kirby ate the gummy dedede and thought it was very tasty.
+Remarks:
+The abilities manifested by Sugarcoat in SCP-3450 appear to coincide with those she exhibited in the original documents, as far as I can remember. At this point, it is unclear if the literary quality of the work is innate, or if it is an attempt to simulate my own writing style when I was, what, seven? Eight?
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Rather than dredge up more of my childhood embarrassments creations, I intend to write additional characters specifically designed to test the limits of SCP-3450's anomalous capabilities. Each subsequent test of SCP-3450 will be preceded by the composition of one short story featuring said character.
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On another note, here's to my first official assignment as a Foundation researcher! The first of many to come, I hope.
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Date: 04/05/2017
+Summary: Testing of SCP-3450's self-awareness
+Character created: Jennifer Harwell, 29-year-old author. Subject is the protagonist in a heavily metafictional narrative in which she is aware of her fictional status. Subject is described as being capable of modifying her reality by directly interacting with the text comprising her existence.
+SCP-3450 Excerpt:
+All of a sudden, a woman jumped out from behind the bushes! Hahaha, said dedede, you will never defeat my number one henchman, Jennifer Harwell! Jennifer got out a pencil and wrote in this story "Kirby tripped on a rock and got hurt." All of a sudden, Kirby tripped on a rock and got hurt! Jennifer laughed, but while she was laughing Kirby ran in and sucked her up! After he swallowed her, he realized there where words all around him! He eraced the part where I said he got hurt and wrote "kirby ate a maxim tomato and got healthy." Then he wrote "dead" right before where I said dedede in the second sentence so now Dedede was dead and Kirby won.
+Remarks:
+SCP-3450 is indeed capable of recognizing its nature as a work of fiction. Furthermore, the writing style appears independent of the source material.
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Date: 04/06/2017
+Summary: Testing of SCP-3450's intelligence
+Character created: Dr. Syed Khan, 62-year-old physicist. Subject is a highly decorated Cornell professor and Nobel laureate specializing in particle physics phenomenology. Subject delivers a 38-page monologue summarizing modern developments in quantum gravity at a postgraduate level.
+SCP-3450 Excerpt:
+All of a sudden, a man jumped out from behind the bushes! Hahaha, said Dedede, you will never defeat my number one henchman, Syed Khan! The man got out a chalkboard and started writing equations. There was so much sceince that Kirby's head started to hurt all of a sudden! But Kirby closed his eyes and sucked up Dr. khan. When he swallowed, he had a super smart sceince brain! He said some big physics words like "PROTON" and caused a particle beam! The beam hit Dedede and defeated the boss.
+Remarks:
+I really don't know why I expected anything different.
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[Superfluous tests omitted]
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Date: 04/20/2017
+Summary: Further testing of SCP-3450
+Character created: Thermodynamic Man, 31-year-old crimefighter. Subject is capable of adding or removing heat to nearby objects at an approximate power of 350 kW.
+SCP-3450 Excerpt:
+All of a sudden, a man in a cape jumped out from behind the bushes! Hahaha, said Dedede, you will never defeat my number one henchman, Thermodynamic Man! The caped man reached out his arm, and all of a sudden Kirby's temprature started going way up! Kirby jumped to the side to get out of the man's range, then sucked him up into his stomach. Then kirby swallowed him and started using his heat powers on Dedede, but he jumped in a river to cool off! So Kirby cooled the water down until it froze and hit the frozen Dedede with a super charged attack to beat the level.
+Remarks:
+On further inspection, this didn't really tell us anything we didn't already know. It fights, it gets eaten, it gets copied, the end. Either we're running out of meaningful tests, or I'm getting a bad case of writer's block. I'll see what I can come up with next time before I pass judgment on this.
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Date: 04/21/2017
+Summary: Further testing of SCP-3450
+Character created: Khor'gul, orc berserker of the Northern Wastelands
+SCP-3450 Excerpt:
+All of a sudden, a big green orc jumped out from behind the bushes! Hahaha, said Dedede, you will never defeat my number one henchman, Khor'gul the Berserker! The orc swung his heavy axe at Kirby, who dodged the attack by the skin of his teeth. Khor'gul swung again and again, but kirby jumped out of the way every time. All of a sudden, Kirby saw his opening! He sucked up the orc and swallowed him to get his axe powers. He swung at Dedede, who tried to dodge like Kirby did, but he was way too slow and fat! Dedede took massive damage and fell over dead.
+Remarks:
+Another dud. I think this story is really starting to get to me — even in my other assignments, I can't seem to contribute the way I used to. I can still handle facts and data just fine, but lateral thinking is a struggle. I think I'm going to take some time off for a while, just to get my mind back on track. Hopefully it'll be enough time to come with another useful test for this godawful fanfiction.
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Date: 05/08/2017
+Summary: Further testing of SCP-3450
+Character created: Larry Plotter, 11-year-old apprentice wizard
+SCP-3450 Excerpt:
+All of a sudden, a boy jumped out from behind the bushes! "Hahaha," said Dedede, "you will never defeat my number one henchman, Larry Plotter!" The boy shouted a spell, and a beam of magic shot out of his wand right at Kirby. When the spell hit, all of a sudden Kirby became super dizzy! He tried to suck up Larry, but he missed and inhaled a rock instead. He turn and spat the rock at Larry, who was stunned long enough for Kirby to get his balance back and suck up the wizard. After he swallowed, he cast a spell at Dedede to turn him into a harmless frog.
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+Larry Plotter. I spend two whole weeks thinking of a new character, and all I can come up with is Larry freaking Plotter.
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What the hell is wrong with me? I don't think it's just simple writer's block anymore. It's more like… there's nothing left to block. Like this story has just sucked me dry of everything I have to give until there's nothing left. I can't write, can't work, can't think, can't do anything except watch all my originality slip away.
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I am so sick of this goddamn story. Sick of this goddamn puffball and this goddamn penguin and this goddamn "all of a sudden" every other goddamn sentence. I'm going to try this one last time, and if it still doesn't work… I don't know.
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Date: 05/09/2017
+Summary: Test failure
+Character created: N/A
+SCP-3450 Excerpt: N/A
+Remarks:
+I couldn't do it.
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I stayed up all night trying to make something new, but nothing worked. When I got to work today, I opened up SCP-3450, scrolled past Chapter 1, and it just ended. Nothing there. I feel like
Addendum 05/25/2017: On 05/24/2017, Junior Researcher Rivera was released from Foundation employment due to a lack of productivity and problem-solving aptitude. Attached is a memorandum from Site Director █████████ addressing the incident.
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Dear Dr. Rivera,
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If you're reading this, Dr. Evans has just informed you that we're letting you go. I assume he's gone over all the details — benefits, severance pay, amnesticization, that sort of thing. I asked him to give you this message, since I think your circumstances warrant an explanation, even if you won't remember it.
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I had hoped it wouldn't come to this. The eagerness you used to bring to the lab reminded me of myself when I was in your position. I had so much confidence in you. But you haven't contributed to any of your assignments in weeks, and we both know your condition isn't getting any better. We're up against some of the weirdest stuff the universe has to throw at us, and there's only enough room here for those clever enough to deal with it. This isn't easy, and it isn't fair. But it's what has to be done.
Special Containment Procedures: All SCP-3553 instances discovered are to be seized by the Foundation. Due to the impossibility of ever comprehensively finding all SCP-3553 instances, it is not presently known how many SCP-3553-A instances currently exist. All SCP-3553-A instances are to be taken into Foundation custody.
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Attempts to protect SCP-3553-A instances from SCP-3553-B events have met with no success thus far. These attempts have centred around ensuring constant observation and physical contact with SCP-3553-A instances during the timespan given by SCP-3553 instances of SCP-3553-B events. Researchers are currently investigating more advanced methods of SCP-3553-B prevention, such as the use of Scranton Reality Anchors.
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Description: SCP-3553 refers to a recurring phenomenon affecting cardboard milk cartons distributed in the United States of America and the United Kingdom. A total of nine SCP-3553 instances have been discovered so far.
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SCP-3553 manifests as a written message, usually accompanied by a photograph, concerning the disappearance of a child under the age of 16. It provides details of the disappearance such as the name of the child, age, appearance, location and date of the disappearance. The date of the disappearance is always several years into the future. The style of writing and presentation is somewhat reminiscent of the Milk Carton Appeal in the 1980s and 1990s1, but with some deviations, notably the absence of a phone number. The disappearances thus far have all occurred within the United Kingdom and the United States, countries in which the Milk Carton Appeal and similar initiatives took place.
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All of the children mentioned are real; they are henceforth referred to as SCP-3553-A instances. All of the disappearances mentioned occur on the specified date without fail; these are henceforth referred to as SCP-3553-B events. Attempting to observe an SCP-3553-B event has proved functionally impossible; all attempts to do so have resulted in some impediment to the observer's field of vision, although Foundation personnel have only been present at two three SCP-3553-B events as of 19/08/2016 08/07/2017.
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SCP-3553-A instances have occasionally signalled some foreknowledge of SCP-3553-B events in the moments immediately preceding their disappearance.
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SCP-3553 was first discovered on 05/09/1991, when a Foundation researcher coincidentally discovered an SCP-3553 instance while shopping in her local supermarket in Scranton, Pennsylvania. Due to this, and the fact that at least one SCP-3553-A instance is the child of a Foundation researcher, it is believed that the creators of SCP-3553 instances are aware of the Foundation's existence. The oldest SCP-3553 instance found seems to date from the mid-1970s, well before the Milk Carton Appeal began.
Below is a list of all known SCP-3553 instances and details concerning them. The list is ordered chronologically by presumed appearance of each SCP-3553 instance.
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SCP-3553-A instance: Jonathan Brown. DOB: 19/05/1965.
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Date of SCP-3553 appearance: Early-mid 1970s; discovered 12/11/1992.
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SCP-3553 text: Jonathan Brown has been missing since 04/04/1978. He is 12 years old, 5'4, with brown hair and blue eyes. Jonathan was last seen entering the ██████ Forest in Washington Stat [sic]. If you have any information, please contact us.
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Details of SCP-3553-B event: On 04/04/1978, Jonathan Brown left his home to take a short recreational walk. He was last seen five minutes later by a neighbour, Hillary Cox, as he entered the ██████ Forest.
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In 1999, a jumper worn by Brown was discovered in the ██████ Forest. No other remains have been recovered.
Date of SCP-3553 appearance: Circa 1980. Discovered 08/01/1994
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SCP-3553 text: Sally Cartwight has blue eyes, blonde hair, is 6 years old and is MISSING. She disappeared from Castlemorton Common in Worcestershire 7 days ago. She likes to draw. Please contact us now with any information.
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Details of SCP-3553-B event: On 07/08/1985, Miss Cartwright and her parents were walking across Castlemorton Common. Miss Cartwright became suddenly agitated, and ran ahead of them. Her parents reported her writing in a notebook she often used for drawing while she was running. Sally momentarily left her parents' field of vision, having run down a small slope; when her parents caught up with her, she could not be located. Only her clothes, her notebook and a pencil were left behind. On the final page of the notebook were written the words "their [sic] all dreaming down there".
Date of SCP-3553 appearance: Circa 05/09/1991, the date of discovery.
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SCP-3553 text: APPEAL TO ALL WHO HAVE INFORMATION. Joanna Smith went missing in Standard Humanoid Containment Cell 18 of Site 109 on 12/12/1996. She is 10 years old, 4'1, with brown hair and green eyes. She likes to write poems and enjoys sunny days.
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Details of SCP-3553-B event: Joanna Smith was immediately taken into Foundation custody. She was interrogated, and found to know nothing about SCP-3553. She was kept in Standard Humanoid Containment Cell 18 of Site 109. At the time of her disappearance (14:43 on 12/12/1996), she was being observed in her cell by two Foundation agents; a power failure caused the lights and camera feed to go out, breaking the guards' vision of Miss Smith. After 5 seconds, the power was restored; the SCP-3553-B event had taken place.
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One of the guards- Agent Mullins- later reported hearing Miss Smith say "I don't like the dark" shortly before the power outage.
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SCP-3553-A instance: Ali Khan. Subject could not be located or identified.
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Date of SCP-3553 appearance: Circa 15/06/1994.
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SCP-3553 text: MISSING. PLEASE CALL US URGENTLY. Ali Khan was taken from his mother's womb on 07/08/1999. Information desperately wanted. IF YOU KNOW ANYTHING, CONTACT US.
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Details of SCP-3553-B event: Unknown.
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SCP-3553-A instance: Mike Kaczynski. DOB: 20/10/1993
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Date of SCP-3553 appearance: Circa 2000. Discovered 20/01/2006.
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SCP-3553 text: PLEASE HELP URGENTLY. Mike Kaczinsky was last seen leaving Wilson's Candy Store on 5th Avenue, NYC, on 17/05/2004. He is 4'4, with blonde hair and grey eyes, and is scared and alone. It is dark where he is. CONTACT US PLEASE.
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Details of SCP-3553-B event: Mr. Kaczinsky was last seen by one James Wilson as he left Wilson's shop, "Wilson's Candy Store". Neither he nor any of his effects have been seen since.
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SCP-3553-A instance: Jacob Montauk. DOB: 17/06/1994.
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Date of SCP-3553 appearance: Circa 01/03/2003. Discovered 24/07/2016.
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SCP-3553 text: BRING HIM BACK SAFE. Jacob Montauk is missed by his aunt. He disappeared on 25/05/2008. He is 14 years old, 5'6, with light brown hair and green-grey eyes. He is an overly-verbose writer and wants to come home dearly. It is so cold. PLEASE GET HIM OUT GET HIM OUT.
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Details of SCP-3553-B event: On 25/05/2008, Jacob Montauk did not return when walking home from school. His clothes and effects were later found undisturbed on the same day, beneath an oak tree. Montauk was noted to have been looking around him nervously on security camera footage taken 50 metres away.
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SCP-3553-A instance: Jane Farmer. DOB: 09/07/2010
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Date of SCP-3553 appearance: Circa 07/08/2007.
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SCP-3553 text: BABY JANE JUST WANTS TO COME HOME. Jane Farmer disappeared from Foundation custody at 3pm on 21/08/2012. Her mother and father miss her dearly. PLEASE HELP- she has brown hair and green eyes, and an unabiding fear of the dark. PLEASE MAKE THE DREAMS STOP.
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Details of SCP-3553-B event: Jane Farmer and her immediate family were taken into Foundation custody shortly after her birth. On 21/08/2012, Miss Farmer was taken to Outdoor Testing Facility 9 at Site 44, with 10 agents and a camera feed observing her. At 15:04, the camera feed went dead, and all of the agents present were momentarily blinded from a sudden flash of intense light in the nearby window of Testing Facility D. This had been caused by experimentation on SCP-███. During this momentary absence of observation, the SCP-3553-B event took place.
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A large number of recording and tracking devices had been surgically implanted into Miss. Farmer. These failed to disappear with Miss. Farmer.
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SCP-3553-A instance: Robert Fenchurch. DOB: 26/02/2006.
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Date of SCP-3553 appearance: Circa 18/08/2001. Discovered 09/04/2015.
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SCP-3553 text: HAVE YOU SEEN OUR SON? Robert Fenchurch was last seen at 02:04 at Site 1010 on 08/07/2017. He has brown eyes. His mother, Dr. Fenchurch of Site 1010, sorely misses him. Robert is a sweet child who just wants to let his mother know he's alright, he's alive, he's scared but he's fine. PLEASE DRAG HIM BACK.
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Details of SCP-3553-B event:Not yet occured; date is in future. Mr. Fenchurch has been taken into Foundation custody. Please see Addendum 1 below for more details.
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SCP-3553-A instance: Anna Singer. DOB: 01/09/2003.
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Date of SCP-3553 appearance: Circa 05/06/2013
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SCP-3553 text: BRING HER BACK FROM THE DARK. Anna Singer is 5'3 with brown eyes and blue hair. She loves to ride horses and is so cold in the dark. She wants her parents back. Why does she not have her parents back. She disappeared during the great containment breach on 08/09/2018. And now she dreams in the dark. If you have any information as to her whereabouts, PLEASE HELP BRING ME BACK FOR GOD'S SAKE.
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Details of SCP-3553-B event: Not yet occured; date is in future. Miss Singer has been taken into Foundation custody. There are no longer any containment procedures in place to prevent the impending SCP-3553-B event; research is ongoing.
Time & Date: 02:03 on 08/07/2017, the time of SCP-3553-A-8’s scheduled disappearance according to the corresponding SCP-3553 instance.
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Setup: SCP-3553-A-8 was placed in the Secure Testing Facility of Site 1010. 12 floodlights were aimed directly at SCP-3553-A-8, each connected to a separate power source. 15 Foundation personnel were observing SCP-3553-A-8. Dr. Fenchurch and Dr. Jones were holding SCP-3553-A-8’s arms and hands. Several candles and mirrors were placed around SCP-3553-A-8. In order to ease the mental stress on SCP-3553-A-8, he was informed that this was a religious ritual which would drive away "demons". Several active Scranton Reality Anchors had been placed around SCP-3553-A-8. Dr. Fonseca was the presiding researcher, viewing the event through 10 camera feeds.
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SCP-3553-A-8's mother, Dr. Fenchurch, had requested access to SCP-3553-A-8 during the experiment. The request was approved by Dr. Fonseca.
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Based on the results of prior experiments, the experiment was considered to have a low chance of success.
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<Begin Log>
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Dr. Fonseca: OK, Robert, we have you in our sights. Physical contact will be maintained by your mother and Dr. Jones. Are you feeling alright?
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SCP-3553-A-8: Y-yes, thank you, ma’am.
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Dr. Fonseca: I’ve told you, call me Maria. OK, T-2 minutes. Hang in there, Robert.
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One minute passes with no communication.
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SCP-3553-A-8: Um, Mum?
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Dr. Fenchurch: Yes, Robert?
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SCP-3553-A-8: Do- do you think I will be OK? It's just… I keep feeling like something's coming.
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Dr. Fenchurch: I-
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Dr. Fenchurch pauses for a moment, and visibly tenses.
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Dr. Fenchurch: Y-you're going to be absolutely fine, Robert. Nothing can hurt you here. Everyone here is a friend. You're perfectly s-safe.
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SCP-3553-A-8: It’s just that since I, um, I heard someone saying-
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Dr. Fonseca:Nothing is going to happen to you, Robert. There’s no way that it can. We've made sure of it. So hang in tight, ok?
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SCP-3553-A-8: …I’m scared, Mum.
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Dr. Jones: It’s alright, Robert. It’s OK. Look around you. There’s no way the demons can get you. There are lights shining all about us. Nothing can get near you.
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Dr. Fenchurch: Don’t worry, bean. I’ve got you. It’s going to be OK.
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SCP-3553-A-8: …Alright.
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Dr. Jones: T-30 seconds, Dr. Fonseca.
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Dr. Fonseca: Thanks. Come on, Robert, be a brave boy!
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SCP-3553-A-8 has begun to silently cry.
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SCP-3553-A-8: Maria?
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Dr. Fonseca: Yes, Robert?
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SCP-3553-A-8: I think I know what the cartons are.
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Dr. Fenchurch: Wh- What? Robert? What do you mean?
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SCP-3553-A-8: They're… the others, they're dreaming of home… they're just trying to warn us…
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Dr. Fenchurch: Robert, stop it! How do you know about that?
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Dr. Fonseca: Dreaming of home? What does that mean, SC- Robert?
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SCP-3553-A-8 remains silent for 4 seconds.
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Dr. Fonseca: Robert? Are you alright?
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Dr. Fenchurch: B-bean, it's fine bean, it's all going to be fine…
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SCP-3553-A-8: M-Mum, I love you. It’s not your fault, OK?
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Dr. Fonseca: Robert, there is no need to- look, if you can tell us any more-
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SCP-3553-A-8: It's not because you're you, Mum, it's not your fault… it's just what parents do. They're afraid. And this is what comes after.
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Dr. Fenchurch: W-what?
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SCP-3553-A-8: Just- just don't be afraid of the dar-
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At this point, a power failure occurred, cutting of all video and audio links, as well as the floodlights. Upon restoration of power 10 seconds later, SCP-3553-A-8 had disappeared, and the personnel on-site were in a state of considerable distress. All of the candles had been extinguished; the Scranton Reality Anchors were found to have completely burnt out. In the confusion, nobody was able to observe the disappearance of SCP-3553-A-8.
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Dr. Jones let go of SCP-3553-A-8 at the moment of the power cut, apparently momentarily startled. Dr. Fenchurch, however, did not; she later reported feeling SCP-3553-A-8 being “dragged downwards” over the course of 2-3 seconds.
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<End Log>
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Note: Following this incident, Drs. Fonseca and Fenchurch have requested to be transferred to different projects. These requests have been granted.
Special Containment Procedures: Site-90 has been established around the SCP-3554 facility. Any goods produced by SCP-3554 may be destroyed or used within Site-90 at the discretion of the Site Director. Other use is prohibited.
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Site-90 has been disguised as a historical site shuttered due to structural safety concerns. SCP-3554 is the primary purpose of Site-90. Exposure of Site-90 may result in an international incident between the GRU "P" Division and the Foundation.
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Description: SCP-3554 refers to an underground canning facility occupying approximately 2 square kilometers underneath the Neva River in St. Petersburg, Russia. It possesses a single entrance with limited access to a distribution point, with no access to any internal workings of the factory.
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The factory is fully automated and will produce approximately 80,000 cans of borscht per day, under the "Содружество" brand1, pre-packaged in shipping pallets. This occurs without any external inputs. Visible factory equipment is obsolete, and driven through unknown means. Production begins promptly at 8:00 AM local time, and ceases at 12:00 AM the next day. No mechanism of disabling production appears to exist - SCP-3554 has no external electrical source, and internal mechanisms are self-contained.
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Produced cans are non-anomalous - the borscht contained within is described by test subjects as bland and subpar, but edible.
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Historical Information: SCP-3554 was established in 1914 by the Imperial Russian Ministry of War, with the assistance of the Sub-Ministry for the Secret, a precursor the GRU "P" Division, in order to supply frontline troops. Records of the location, existence, and function of SCP-3554 were lost or destroyed in the Russian Revolution, during which the Foundation quietly took control and scrubbed remaining traces of its existence.
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SCP-3554 was the focal point of Ethics Committee Case #784. See attached documents for further details.
E-1: Alright, Case #784 has been opened. 2, play the complaint.
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E-2 plays a recorded phone call
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Site Director Bessonov: …never thought I'd ever have to call this line, but I guess I'm out of options. Regional command won't listen, and I'm not brave enough to stage a mutiny. I'll speak plainly. The city of Leningrad is under siege. I'm going through city records - Leningrad had a population of 3.1 million in 1937, and that's not counting any refugees from the west. The evacuation was haphazard - it's unlikely that more than half of them were evacuated before the damned Finns closed the gap.
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Site Director Bessonov: The city is under constant shelling and bombardment. Electricity is seldom available, and temperatures are at most minus 20 degrees centigrade.
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Site Director Bessonov: Don't take it from me - take it from the people of Leningrad. They've been instructed that this is a line directly to Leningrad Military District headquarters, and that the purpose of this call is to hear from ordinary Leningraders how desperate the conditions here are. They can express it far better than I can I ever could.
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[UNKNOWN]: This is Gennady Isonovich, deputy director for Leningrad Ministry of Health. People are dropping dead in the street, and death tolls are reaching tens of thousands per week. If circumstance don't change, by this time next year there won't be a Leningrad, and they'll probably have to rename the fucking military district after Adolf Fucking Hitler, because he'll own whatever is left!
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[UNKNOWN]: I. D. Strashun, First Medical - the medical staff and supplies are stretched far past the limit - our surgeons operate to the sounds of enemy airplanes, anti-aircraft gun shots and mine blasts. There's no food, there's no medical supplies. Any normally minor infection is a death sentence. Caloric intake even for high-priority residents is far insufficient.
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[UNKNOWN]: The meat Daddy keeps bringing back tastes funny.
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[UNKNOWN]: I'll be honest, I fought with the Whites in the civil war, and I've always hated you fucking communists with every fiber of my being. I have every intention of cursing Stalin and his fucking rubber-stamp "people's" party with my dying breath. All I ever wanted from you was to give a damn about your own fucking people. Lose Leningrad, and the rest of our glorious Union along with it, or hold it, and maybe, maybe we'll have enough left to rebuild.
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[UNKNOWN]: Alexander Narmanov. Kliment Zeborov. Nina Sebwinsky. I don't know who these people are. I just know that I killed them this week for their ration cards.
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[UNKNOWN]: If we are not killed by Nazi bombs, we will freeze to death in the streets. If we do not freeze to death in the streets, will starve to death. If we do not starve to death, we've probably been murdered by others trying not to starve to death.
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[UNKNOWN]: Mikhail Samsonov, Ministry of Agriculture. We only have tiny fractions of whatever food supplies are required to feed the remaining military, not to mention the civil population! Something must change, or Leningrad is lost!
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[UNKNOWN]: Forget it. Leningrad is lost. I'd say I hope using Leningrad as a sacrificial lamb weighs on Stalin's conscience, but I think we both know it won't.
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+Site Director Bessonov: I'm not willing to condemn half a million people to death when we're sitting on top of the solution!
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Site Director Bessonov: I'll be the first to admit that this complaint is not selfless - Leningrad has been my home for 30 years. Damn the Nazis, damn the Soviets, but, for the love of all that is holy, save the people of Leningrad! Our mission is to protect humanity in all its forms - pledging secrecy is useless if after we crawl out of our anomalous hovels, all that is left is rubble!
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E-1: Thanks, 2. Gentleman, Director Bessonov is requesting to expose SCP-3554 to the ChD AKN2, who would then use it to help relieve the siege.
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E-1: 3, start us off.
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E-3: I'm inclined to say no. We should not interfere in the mundane conflicts in the world, in any place, at any time, for any reason. Our job is to conceal anomalies and protect humanity from them - if whatever choice that presents itself forces us to break one to do the other, concealment always comes before humanity - or do we want to go back on our decision about D-class.
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E-4: The line is a bit blurry here. We know the Obskuracorps are working on the Eastern Front, and whatever forces the Soviets can muster, anomalous or not, are obviously doing everything they can to aid Leningrad. At what point does the mundane end and the anomalous begin?
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E-3: When we stop being able to conceal it.
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E-2: I'm inclined to support on humanitarian grounds. Death tolls could reach into the hundreds of thousands - Bessonov is right, protecting humanity is priority one, especially with such a benign anomaly.
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E-5: Ah, Yevgeniy. Willing to compromise for your own countrymen, but not those dirty foreigners in Nanjing3? Were we not in this room for a very similar question not four years ago? If you're going to sacrifice everyone on the altar of concealment, you'd best do so in an even-handed fashion, yes?
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E-2: This is different, 5. You wanted to use [REDACTED] - and half a dozen other anomalies, and just hand them over to the Nationalist Chinese. This is measured and minor. That… wasn't.
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E-5: I tried to compromise. To give them something, anything! Evacuations, food, sanctuary!
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E-4: I remember you being pretty adamant, 2…
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E-2: Forget it. It's not relevant.
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E-5: No, I think it is relevant. Nanjing and Leningrad are in simi-
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E-1: Cease this line of questioning, 5.
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E-5: Fine.
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E-4: You know 5's possibly the only person with more pronounced humanitarian tendencies than I, but here's the other angle - by all rights, this was a Soviet site, and we stole it from them in the chaos of the Revolution. They learn about this, we're looking at a major diplomatic incident. There will be hell to pay if they learn we held this from them, when they needed it most.
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E-1: ChD AKN is an arm of the Soviet Union, who are a mundane state. Aiding the ChD AKN is tantamount to aiding the Soviets. I'm with 3, this is not our affair.
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E-4: Are we not even considering the humanitarian component? Numbers don't look good - that phone call didn't sound good either. I'm willing to wager the Nazis are starving them out intentionally, them being as they are. We're just going to sit back and destroy safe food supplies while half the city starves?
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E-3: This isn't our affair. We aren't the world policeman. We're just here to separate what is anomalous from what is not.
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E-1: Voting deadline is today. We need to vote now. Aye to release SCP-3554 to the ChD AKN and Leningrad - Nay to maintain the status quo.
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E-1: Nay. It is not our place to intervene.
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E-2: Aye. The Soviets, the world would not forgive us for condemning Leningrad.
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E-3: Nay. We are duty-bound to conceal anomalies from the mundane world. The moment we stop doing that, we stop being the Foundation.
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E-4: Aye. We're looking at hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians. I am willing to compromise a little secrecy for a little humanity.
WARNING TO ALL FOUNDATION SITES - CODE LEVEL RED - HIGHEST PRIORITY
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CERTAIN CK-CLASS SCENARIO DETECTED - 99.99% PROBABILITY
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6,738,281,472 DISCREPANCIES BETWEEN EXTRADIMENSIONAL SITE RECORDS AND FOUNDATION SITE RECORDS DETECTED
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ESTIMATED SEVERITY OF CK-CLASS EVENT IS TOTAL REALITY FAILURE
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ALL FOUNDATION SITES ARE TO INDEFINITELY ENTER LOCKDOWN IMMEDIATELY
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EQUIPMENT OPERATING STATUS: FUNCTIONING PROPERLY
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TIME: 0430 UTC EARTH
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DATE: DAY 18 MONTH 03 YEAR 2016
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EMERGENCY BULLETIN
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CURRENT SITE STATUS
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SITE-01: LOCKDOWN-SECURE
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SITE-02: LOCKDOWN-SECURE
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SITE-03: LOCKDOWN-SECURE
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SITE-04: NOT RESPONDING-PRESUMED LOST
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SITE-06: LOCKDOWN-SECURE
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SITE-07: LOCKDOWN-SECURE
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SITE-08: PARTIAL LOCKDOWN-NOT SECURE
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SITE-09: LOCKDOWN-SECURE
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SITE-10: LOCKDOWN-SECURE
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OPEN FULL MESSAGE
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TIME: 0511 UTC EARTH
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DATE: DAY 18 MONTH 03 YEAR 2016
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ATTENTION ALL SITES - O5-6 UPDATE
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The Black Moon howls to let us know it is still there.
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Universal lockdown declared over.
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It appears that the warning that was sent out 45 minutes ago was nothing more than a false alarm, or a device malfunction. We don't have any current indication of a CK-Class Scenario. Reality is safe. Proceed as normal and standby for future updates.
+— O5-6VERIFIED OVERSEER ACCOUNT
Everyone seems to have bought the cover story about a false alarm. That's good. Now we just need to figure out what actually happened.
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Yolas has gotten back to me. I've forwarded her initial documentation concerning the detected CK-Class scenario and her email to you. I'm scheduling a vote in 24 hours on the Special Containment Procedures she's created and to decide on an object class.
Special Containment Procedures: Any containment procedures focused around SCP-3557 must focus on the design and construction of more reliable and accurate devices used to measure baseline reality. Direct containment of SCP-3557 itself is not possible, as it is an event that has already taken place to completion. Prevention of future, similar events falls under standard CK-Class Restructuring Scenario Procedures.
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CK-Class Restructuring Procedures Abstract2
+Previous evidence regarding CK-Class Restructuring Scenarios has indicated that it may not be possible to prevent such a scenario, as they may not have an easily recognizable cause. For such scenarios, the best course of action would be to put devices capable of detecting such events in locations outside the theoretical range of effect for a CK-Class Restructuring Scenario event, in addition to multiple database backups for comparison purposes. In the wake of a CK-Class event, personnel in these locations would necessarily have to research methodology of reverting any possible change, or, failing that, integrate into the new reality.
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$3,000,000 is to be allocated to the Ontokinetics Division for the purposes of designing and rigorously testing Mark II CK-Class Scenario Detectors (CSDs). These new devices are to utilize a wider spectrum of mechanisms in order to detect any potential changes to reality.3 Ontokinetics Division personnel are to test these Mark II CSDs by inducing localized, minor restructuring events.
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Once all Mark II CSDs have been constructed and rigorously tested, they are to be installed in any and all sites that meet the Ontokinetics Division's guidelines on a reality-anchored location.4 Depending on the total cost of a single Mark II CSD, this could cost anywhere from $10,000,000 to $75,000,000.
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Additional research is to be put into the refinement and development of previously outdated Scranton Box technology, with Boxes containing appropriate files to be distributed to all Sites.5
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Ongoing research into the nature and origin of SCP-3557 is to continue indefinitely.
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Description: SCP-3557 refers to an event believed to be a CK-Class (Reality Restructuring) Scenario of unknown magnitude that occurred at 0427 UTC on 03/18/2016.
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The only evidence for SCP-3557's occurrence is the simultaneous activation of all CSDs (CK-Class Scenario Detectors) located at every extradimensionally located or reality-anchored Foundation site.6 At 0427 UTC, 18/03/2016, all Foundation sites received an automated message denoting a CK-Class Scenario occurred.7
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All CSDs used by the Foundation activated, giving the same report of likely CK-Class Scenario of high severity. While changes that were previously believed to be indicative of a CK-Class Scenario were noted, no corresponding CK-Class Scenario was observed.8 Detectors either denoted a change at 0427 UTC, 18/03/2016 and only at that time, or became unsynced at that time.
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CSD Operation Theory9
+CK-Class Scenario Detectors will use a variety of detection methods in order to detect a possible CK-Class Scenario event. These devices will use several methods of determining a change, such as the comparison of a live reading of a quality in baseline to a past reading, the comparison of two qualities in both baseline and anchored realities, or the monitoring for a change in a quality of baseline reality. The potential severity of a CK-Class Scenario will be determined by the number of changes noted at any given time. Planned detection methods will include, but not be limited to:
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Synced pseudo-random number generators located in baseline and extradimensional; designed to generate numbers in the same fashion, and thus, provide the same numbers
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Kant and Geiger counters physically located in extradimensional/anchored reality but monitoring baseline reality
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Atomic clocks synced to one another
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Regular database cross-references, functioning by hashing random sections of the database and comparing hashes to each other
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Applied thaumaturgical sensors set up to alarm if a large change in the state of reality is detected
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Electromagnetic sensors detecting any sudden changes in background electromagnetic radiation patterns in baseline
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However, despite the simultaneous activation of all equipment in extradimensional sites, no change has been recorded between baseline reality before and after 0427 UTC, 18/03/2016. No differences between Extradimensional Site Records and any Foundation Site Records have been noted that were not a result of improperly updated records.10 No differences or changes between reality before and after 0427 UTC, 18/03/2016 have been noted by personnel who were located in extradimensional sites or within reality-anchored locations.11
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Under the operating terms of various Foundation/GoI treaties, including the Triumvirate, the Swiss Information Security Act and the SUSEOCT, information regarding the events of 0427 UTC, 18/03/2016 has been requested. These groups have confirmed that a disturbance of some kind was noted, although no actual change has been detected. Foundation moles in various other GoIs have confirmed similar circumstances in their organizations.12
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Foundation assets deployed to investigate CSDs have concluded that all equipment was functioning as expected, without any noticeable flaws. A uniform malfunction of the equipment has been ruled out.
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SCP-3557 did not coincide with any heightened levels of activity of any SCP or known phenomenon with the potential to cause a CK-Class Scenario. No suitable cause for SCP-3557 has been discovered.
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Several theories have been created behind SCP-3557:
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SCP-3557 represents a CK-Class Scenario that affected the baseline reality before "rippling" outward and affected extradimensional realities shortly afterward. This restructuring changed the past and present of the baseline reality and then altered other realities to match.13
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SCP-3557 was not a CK-Class Scenario, but a previously unencountered phenomenon which triggers CSDs in the same ways that a CK-Class Scenario would.14
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SCP-3557 was a CK-Class Scenario that restructured reality and happened to produce a reality that was identical to the original reality. CSDs detected changes to reality while it was in flux and sent the warning message during that time.
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SCP-3557 was not a CK-Class Scenario, but a sudden, currently unexplained and simultaneous technical failure of every CSD employed by the Foundation, which all produced the same result.15
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From:
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Ontokinetics Division Lead Researcher Dr. Leslie Yolas
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O5-6
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re: What happened?
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25/03/2016
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Dear O5-6,
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I wish I could give you some better answers than what you're about to get.
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To answer your first question: after the reception of SCP-3557, we went and checked every CSD we have. All the monitoring systems we used had been tripped and turned on, but we could not determine any reason for them to have activated. For instance, our synced atomic clocks between CSDs in baseline, reality-anchored and extradimensional sites had been unsynced, but there was no reason for that to have happened. (Also: our database cross checkers were only set up to register if there were discrepancies and where they were, but not what those discrepancies actually were. The idea was that we'd have the data to actually crosscheck.)
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Next: no, we don't have an object class for SCP-3557 yet. There's been some debate, but the jury's still out on this one. The following have been suggested:
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Extranormal Event: SCP-3557 is one and done with - there's nothing to contain.
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Apollyon: SCP-3557 may have already ended the world, and there's nothing we can do about: we're living in a new reality that may have nothing to do with the old one.
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Keter: There is a possibility that SCP-3557 could happen again, and it's something that we'd want to prevent if it does. It's nearly impossible to contain, so we have to be vigilant.
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None: SCP-3557 was a technical malfunction, not an anomaly. It doesn't deserve an Object Class.
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My official position on the matter of SCP-3557 is that I have no idea what actually happened last week other than I believe something anomalous happened. There is not a single theory that I find explanatory, and I'll go over why. The majority of my Division shares in this belief.
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The first theory was that it was a CK that was a bit slow to affect extradimensional/reality-anchored locations, and the message was sent during the lag period. However, I don't like this. For one, we've never seen a CK that was capable of affecting either of those locations. While we had theorized for a CK to affect Branches and associated universes, we've never thought it would be possible for a CK to affect a completely different Hub. Personnel we had in different Hub worlds came back and didn't find anything odd with what happened here, and their worlds didn't have their CSDs go off. Not only that, a CK like that would have had to punch through every Reality Anchor we have, and those tell us when they've been breached - they didn't think they were.
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The second theory is that SCP-3557 is something that just happened to trip all of our detectors for CK-Class Scenarios without being one itself. Now, this sounds promising, but there's no possible thing that could have done that while also not being a CK-Class scenario. For instance, somebody in the Division suggested a massive Hume level flux, but we would currently consider that to be a CK-Class Scenario, as it would have corresponding changes to reality.
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You indicated in your letter that you were concerned that this may have been a deliberate attack by a GoI directed at triggering our alarms, either as a test of their abilities or as a distraction. I have a couple flaws with that, mostly that we have intensely high information security practices about CSDs (meaning that it's unlikely anyone could have figured out how every mechanism of every single CSD functioned), and the amount of effort it would have taken to set every mechanism off simultaneously would have to be astronomical.
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The third theory is that SCP-3557 restructured reality in a way that happened to line up exactly with the way that reality was before the CK-Class scenario. This is theoretically possible, and contains two possibilities: that reality wound up in its current state through an incredibly unlikely chance event, or that something did in fact change, but we missed it. Both of these have the idea there was a brief flux period in which a reality shift was visible.
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The first event is incredibly unlikely but entirely possible. Our knowledge of CK-Class events has major holes and gaps - we've only seen one total CK-Class shift, and everything else has been small. There could very well be the possibility that reality wants to snap back to its original state, and thus, the most likely position for reality to end up back into after being destroyed was the original. Some in the Division have suggested that all of the subrealities we had attuned to our own - with plentiful information on baseline - "guided" reality back to normal. This is a somewhat naive and overly hopeful thought.
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If something small was changed, it begs the question of why we detected a total reality failure. It's like destroying an entire house and rebuilding it just to change a single wall. It would involve considerably more effort than would be needed. It's certainly possible that something changed, but we haven't noticed it. One possibility I've been considering is that some alien civilization caused the CK, and they had a massive shift, but we'd have no way to prove that.
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The last possibility that we've suggested is that there was no anomaly. I just want to take a brief moment of my time to say that, at the very least, there was an anomalous malfunction of our devices. The idea there was no anomaly is absurd, and I won't waste any time on it.
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In short, we don't have a good explanation that accurately describes SCP-3557. We have some ideas about to how to proceed, but our best bet is to set up some blanket containment procedures that could hopefully cover a repeat event, because the event itself doesn't really make much sense. The big problem is that our understanding of CK-Class events was just enough to observe an event, but not enough to really understand an event. It's like an early man watching lightning and trying to figure out what happened from an objective, scientific perspective - they aren't going to figure it out.
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Your final question was whether or not SCP-3557 represents something that we actually need to worry about. I understand that you feel that nothing evidently occurred in the long run, but the implications of SCP-3557 are incredibly startling and worrisome. I do understand the approach of not worrying about that which you can't prevent or stop, but that's not my personal philosophy.
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The biggest cause for alarm is that we have no idea what caused SCP-3557. No matter what it was, it seemingly came out of nowhere and has no reason for existing. Another repeat event could strike at any moment, and we'd have no means of preventing it or knowing about it in the future. We may have narrowly dodged a bullet this time, and I doubt we'll be as fortunate in the future.
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The first theory represents a CK-Class that is wholly uncontainable and covers up the evidence of what happened. Sure, this current iteration may not care about a past iteration, but neither will the next. The second and fourth theories are both something that is capable of rendering all of our CSDs worthless, meaning we'll have no way to tell if an actual CK happens. The third theory comes with no guarantee that reality will snap back to its original state - we may have gotten lucky, and I've never been one to rely on luck.
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I understand if the O5 Council is apprehensive about approving the Containment Procedures we've suggested, but if they are, tell them that the procedures would help for any CK-Class Scenario, as well as several other K-Classes. Our methodology at the Foundation is one of the utmost caution, at any cost.
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Let me know if you need anything else.
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With respect,
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+Secure, Contain, Protect
An external view of SCP-3655’s main structure, obtained by MTF Epsilon-9.
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Special Containment Procedures: Owing to the location and nature of SCP-3655, constant physical containment has been deemed impractical. Containment procedures should therefore centre on the suppression of public knowledge pertaining to the existence, location and nature of SCP-3655 and the doctoring of satellite and telescopic images of the structure.
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The interior of the anomaly should be patrolled on a bi-monthly basis by MTF Epsilon-9, accessed from the nearby Lunar-Area 32 using Foundation lunar-surface vehicular technology. Any changes to the interior of the structure should be noted and investigated immediately.
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Description: SCP-3655 is an exact replica of Las Vegas’ “The Mint” Hotel and Casino located on the lunar surface, approximately seven kilometres from Oceanus Procellarum1: (“Ocean of Storms”). Based on physical evidence collected from within the structure, it is probable the duplication of SCP-3655 occurred at some point within the month of December, 1966, although no notable suspicious or anomalous activity was reported by the hotel’s inhabitants during this period. The means behind SCP-3655’s appearance on the lunar surface are currently unknown.
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Internally, the structure maintains an atmosphere identical to that of Earth, a constant temperature of 21 degrees Celsius and generates or receives water and electricity from an unknown source. However, the interior remains the only area fit for human habitation, as normal lunar conditions resume beyond the outer limits of the structure.
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Of note is the significant amount of damage sustained by the interior of the structure, most prominently within the foyer area of the hotel and the central gambling hall of the casino. Furniture and equipment lie vandalised throughout, the foyer has sustained a large amount of fire damage and human remains recovered from beneath floorboards suggest the widespread occurrence of violence following SCP-3655’s appearance.
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Discovery: A potential lunar anomaly was first brought to the Foundation’s attention during the immediate aftermath of NASA’s Apollo-12 mission, when Foundation assets embedded within the agency discovered reports of “lunar lights” from Apollo 12’s crew. Further research conducted by the Foundation was later able to verify these claims, with the source being identified as a large, unknown object in close proximity to the Apollo-12 mission site. Despite this knowledge, owing to the limitations of the Foundation’s astronomic capabilities at the time, the duplicated structure was not fully explored and did not receive SCP-classification until██/██/76, an estimated ten years following its appearance.
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Upon Foundation discovery, the remains of some 189 inhabitants of the hotel were found throughout the complex in various states of decay, suggesting the anomalous event that led to the duplication of “The Mint” similarly affected any guests present within the structure at the exact moment of duplication. However, this number falls far short of the average number of inhabitants within the hotel and casino at any given time in 1966, suggesting that a significant number of these visitors were either spared the effects of the duplication or have not yet been discovered in or around SCP-3655.
Addendum 3655-1A: The following are excerpts from a journal recovered from the office of Harrison Garcia within SCP-3655: casino floor manager for “The Mint” between 1965 and 1976, likely detailing the events within SCP-3655 leading up to and directly following the duplication event. The original Harrison Garcia died of natural causes in 2004.
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12/06/66: As expected, things have been picking up around here along with the holiday season. Good for the casino and hopefully good for Team Garcia too. More gamblers equal more opportunity! At the rate the numbers are growing, my team and I may be hard pressed to keep things running smoothly, but still, duty calls. We’ll make it work and I’ll make this worthwhile.
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12/10/66: I finally have my extra security on the cards, hopefully they’ll work wonders on the festive raucous kicking in! I’m always grateful for extra muscle around this time of year, even if they are a little rough around the edges. Secure doors being left unlocked. Excessive force. Grown men confused about the building layout. Typical stuff. They may not be the smartest bunch, but I’ll whip them into shape. At least I’ll try.
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12/15/66: Huge swell of people into the hotel today. I have business to attend to so you’ll have to forgive a short entry for tonight. At least when you finally get around to reading this. Security still wandering around like headless chickens but I have a hunch we’ll all need to step up big tonight.
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12/16/66: This isn’t right. None of this is right. Things have taken a turn for the worst around here, and I’m not talking about profit margins. Don’t ask how it happened. Don’t ask who the hell was responsible. I’m shaking just writing this because no one knows where we are, what the hell is going on or how we’re going to get out of this. One minute it’s business as usual, the next all hell starts breaking loose. Whatever it was, I wasn’t there to see it. But there’s nothing out there now, nothing at all recognisable, and the staff I sent out to investigate still haven’t come back. I have hundreds of terrified patrons banging at my door and we’ve yet to establish anything resembling order amongst them. God help us. Give me strength Coraline.
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12/17/66: Somehow we’ve managed to get a grip on the situation, however bleak the circumstances. We’ve assembled all the survivors we could find in the casino, since outside the building is no man’s land now. One of our dealers, poor lad, learnt that the hard way when he tried to get out through the foyer.
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12/18/66: I think my fellow employees are already starting to crack. I had to stop a colleague of five years from heading back to the cage and allowing the exchange of chips for cash, not to mention the restaurant staff from selling food and booze like nothing’s the matter. As if cash has any value at a time like this! I don’t know how much booze got out before I put a stop to it, but I do know that drunkenness is not a wildcard I’d like to be contending with given the already dire circumstances. I’m going to have to run a much tighter ship if we’re to stand any chance of getting through this.
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12/19/66: We’ve managed to track down those with alcohol. Too bad they’re mostly members of my own damn security staff. One of them has already managed to drink himself into a coma, and plenty more seem intent on following that example. So not only do we now have fewer hands on deck, but our supplies are dwindling by the day to boot. Coraline, I wonder if I’m already the only sane one left.
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12/20/66: The past couple of hours have been a nightmare. The fire started before anyone knew what was happening, and that was when we noticed it. Some damaged electrics had ignited a fireball that damn near consumed the lobby and us with it. It was a miracle we managed to get it under control, let alone stop it, but in the end the sprinklers and our bravest managed to come through. I just hope there aren’t any more surprises headed our way, because our hopes and resources are stretched far enough as it is. But at least now there’s a little more per head and a half-dozen fewer mouths to feed.
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12/25/66: Christmas today. Even though I knew I’d be spending it without you, somehow our predicament only makes the feeling worse. I can only hope your fortunes are better.
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12/29/66: More trouble in Paradise. To say we should’ve rationed our food supplies better is an understatement, since we let a lot of good stuff go to waste in the chaos following the start of this ordeal. Fear and anger, on the other hand, are here in abundance.
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We took a count. There are two hundred and seventeen of us stuck here. I doubt we have enough to last us a fortnight. What should I do? What can I do?
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01/01/67: The hungry are turning violent.
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There’s practically a mob forming in the Poker Hall and they seem intent on claiming the scraps we have left one way or another. That and lashing out at anything or anyone they can get their hands on. The patrons. The security. The dealers. Me. We all want answers. We all want solutions. The difference is that I’m expected to deliver. Not to mention that we’re still no closer to figuring out what on earth started this mess. The phones are useless. We can’t get a radio signal. We’re cut off.
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Yet still, fixing this mess is my duty. Why else am I here, separate from you? No matter the odds, I have to try.
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01/05/67: I’ve tasked the few workers who’ll still obey with keeping those who have kept order safe, but the rest have all turned on us by now. My hands are tied. The Assistant Floor Manager has a dozen or so survivors holed up in the smoking room, convinced that escape is their only option. They’re close to jumping ship. Maybe they already have. Duty continues to call, but I’m finding it difficult to answer.
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I’m spending more and more time holed up in this office alone. Out there, violence is becoming more and more common, so it seems like a smart enough move for now. But the hunger is only getting worse.
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01/06/67: I’m writing this to try and dull the nagging pain in my stomach, and keep some spark of hope going in the darkness outside. More and more are abandoning the casino in favour of whatever lies out there, but I don’t blame them. The people still here are changing, driven mad by panic, hunger and desperation. I haven’t eaten in days, and even though I hate to admit it, even I’m struggling to keep a level head and a clear mind.
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And so this is starting to look more and more like the end. Coraline, you seem so impossibly far away.
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01/10/67: My hunger continues to grow, but some have found a solution to theirs. Dozens missing. Dozens dead. But I suppose I should’ve expected this. They came here to gamble, and gamble they will, whatever the odds. To eat or be eaten, all down to a roll of the dice. I can only refuse, keep my dignity for whatever it’s worth. For now I’m still safe in my office. It’s preferable to the destruction and depravity that lies beyond.
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I can hear them, even now. The rolling of dice. The spin of the roulette wheel. The inevitable screams and whoops of crazed mania that follow. Then, at last, silence until the next round.
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01/12/67: My luck has run out and it appears my time is up. They’re at my door now, and in a few short moments they’ll be upon me, so I’m writing now for anyone who’ll listen. To preserve what happened here. To ask why.
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Know that I tried. Tried to hold things together. Tried to do my duty. Tried for the people that matter most. It was only the promise of a better future that brought me here, and even if I can never share that with those I love, I can share this message of regret with you. Tell Coraline I’m sorry.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-379 is to be kept in vault-████ at Sector ████-█ when not in use. When being transported it should be carried in a locked and padded container, such as a padded briefcase, as the bottle is fragile. As our supply is limited, all testing and experimentation must be authorized by Dr. ███████ beforehand.
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Description: SCP-379 is a translucent, pale, silver liquid contained in a small crystal bottle. The bottle is topped with an atomizer cap which delivers approximately one-half (.5) ml of the clear substance inside the bottle.
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The bottle itself has no noted properties of any particular interest. However, the liquid inside (while scentless and ineffective to normal human beings) has the strange effect of inducing a state not unlike human infatuation upon electronic and mechanical devices. When applied to a person or some object, any machines or electronics in the vicinity (aside from those wearing SCP-379) will begin running in an overheated state, unable to process as many commands and consuming more energy.
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For cybernetic systems or computers deemed 'sentient', the target seems to exhibit more humanistic qualities of typical 'infatuation' including:
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A preference to be around or in contact with the wearer of SCP-379.
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More willingness to cooperate with anyone in the room while the wearer of SCP-379 is present.
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Slower response times in machines.
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A slightly higher chance of minor glitches and malfunctions.
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It has been suggested to expose aggressive SCPs such as SCP-███ to SCP-379 to see if the pheromone can reduce their aggressiveness, perhaps allowing us to ask more questions about their function. It has also been suggested to try SCP-379 on SCPs that are not mechanical and do not exist in our 3D, real-world state (as is the case of SCP-732) to see if the pheromone affects them; deemed unlikely.
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There is no known reason as to how the sporting of SCP-379 affects most machines; SCP-379 does not release any sort of scent or detectable pheromone into the air. It has been suggested that SCP-379 has an electromagnetic frequency of some sort, but tests have proven this theory inconclusive. Further tests are to be limited until chemical composition is established to determine if SCP-379 can be artificially replicated.
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Addendum 379-A: Experiments with SCP-379 and SCP-915 show that purely mechanical devices of sufficient complexity could be affected by SCP-379. SCP-915's intake of air increased threefold, but this was not accompanied by a detectable increase in computation speed. Requests have been made to test if the internal shifts of SCP-915 increase in response to SCP-379. Due to lack of quantities of SCP-379, continued experiments with SCP-915 are denied.
Special Containment Procedures: Foundation personnel are to disguise themselves as security guards and are to monitor the "Tower of Winds" historical landmark. As a result of the common knowledge of the monument, civilian access is allowed, however, only through guided tours by Foundation personnel. There is to be a checkpoint located near each of the two entrances of the monument to prevent any individuals from defacing or destroying anything inside the structure.
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Bullet-proof glass lined with graphene is to be placed across the various murals inside the tower to prevent from any hostile-entity interacting with them. The keyholes that are located within the building are to be filled with concrete as to ensure that the murals are never completed.
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Foundation personnel are to capture any hostiles that attempt to reach the inner sanctum of the tower. Due to the inherent differences in the effects of Eos-type1 by the events caused by SCP-3921, separate containment procedures are outlined below.
Foundation personnel are to occupy various meteorological observatories centered around the Arctic Circle in the Northern Hemisphere and to monitor weather balloons focused anywhere above 45°N. If instances of SCP-3921-α are reported by personnel not during the typical designated interval, they should report directly to Foundation Site-18.
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Members of the public where SCP-3921-α occurs will be evacuated under the pretense of deadly blizzard conditions. In cases where the citizen is not willing to leave their residence, non-lethal force and the use of amnestics to forcefully evacuate them are approved due to the danger of contact with SCP-3921-α.
Foundation personnel will expunge any data regarding considerable windstorms that occur annually on February 11th. Further containment procedures of Amber-Level events is still under development. Currently, due to the event's anti-memetic properties and low damage threshold, it is presently low-priority for any further containment additions.
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When an instance of SCP-3921-φ is reported, the designated Mobile Task Force will respond to the region that is to be impacted. Drones with infrared capabilities are to scan the area and aerially disperse sleep-inducing compounds due to the need for swift evacuation of the surrounding area. Foundation personnel will then procure the residents and place them in a secure location. After the conclusion of the event, residents will be given amnestics and a cover story of a carbon monoxide leak will be used as a pretense.
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Simultaneously, foundation personnel will dissipate bromomethane to terminate all insects, rodents, and fungi in the area. Sulfometuron methyl will be used to terminate trees and vegetation in the area. The termination of all life-forms in the area instead of standard relocation (as used in Turquoise-Level Events) is due to the rapid onset of the event and the particular danger of this event's mutagenic properties. At the conclusion of the Verdant-Level Event, all vegetation shall be replanted and appropriate animals and insects relocated to repopulate the area.
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Description: SCP-3921 is a set of eight incomplete stone carved murals located in the main altar room of the Tower of Winds monument located in Athens, Greece. The tower has one main, octagonal room that is approximately fifteen meters in diameter.
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Every wall of the room has an elaborate mural depicting the Greek gods of wind, each of whom were assigned a cardinal direction to govern over. The group of eight deities as a whole are commonly known as the "Anemoi." Each mural’s center consists of a block that is jutted out of the rest of the mural’s image, marking the image as incomplete.
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Each block contains a pictographic image of a weather related event that is associated with its respective god. All the blocks contain an aperture within which a specific key needs to be placed in order for it to be pushed into the mural, thus completing the image. The keys will from now be known as SCP-3921-1.
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Listed below is information regarding SCP-3921 and SCP-3921-1:
North Mural
+God: Aquilo (God of the North Wind)
+Mural Description: Aquilo is pictured as a disheveled man with long hair that is flowing to the sides of his shoulders. He is also wearing a heavy set cloak with the words “Septentrio” emblazoned across the cloak’s chest. In one hand, Aquilo is sounding a conch shell and in the other he is holding a reign which is attached to twelve horses. Each horse has several cuts and scars which are discharging blood.
+Block Description: Four monks praying
+Notes regarding Key: Found in the crypt of Andronicus of Cyrrhus in the ruins of the ancient Macedonian city of Hagioupolis in 1793. Used to activate mural initiating the Turquoise-Level Event. Key is made of Lapis-Lazuli and head is designed in the shape of a snowflake. Currently in Foundation containment.
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West Mural
+God: Zephyrus (God of the West Wind)
+Mural Description: Zephyrus is a middle-aged man wearing a royal mantle and a crown. He is standing at the edge of a cliff pointing out to an ocean that is aside of the cliff. Following the direction of his finger is a single line of humans who appear to cyclically walk off the cliff face.
+Block Description: Human brain being struck by lightning bolt
+Notes regarding Key: Currently in the possession of the ORIA. Records indicate key was located in The Library of Hadrian in Athens up until 1461. Ottoman conquest of Attica in 1460 led to its disclosure and acquisition by the Ottoman government forces. Has been in ORIA containment since 1904. Details on features of the key have not been available. However, records indicate that when government officials transported the key from Athens to Constantinople it had to be enclosed by a large cubic steel container.
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South Mural
+God: Auster (God of the South Wind)
+Mural Description: Auster is depicted as a young man with long hair covering his face. Multiple copies of Auster are holding hands while circling a tree. There are also numerous clouds raining hail.
+Block Description: Heptagram encompassing alchemical symbol for Lead
+Notes regarding Key: Unlike the other murals, Auster’s corresponding block has seven keyholes. Four of which are currently in Foundation containment. The keys have no unusual qualities.
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East Mural
+God: Vulturnus(God of the East Wind)
+Mural Description: Vulturnus is completely shrouded in a cloak making his features unidentifiable. He is sitting in a meditative position in the caldera of a volcano.
+Block Description: none
+Notes regarding Key: Key has currently not been found.
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Northeast Mural
+God: Apeliotes (God of the Northeast Wind)
+Mural Description: Apeliotes is depicted as a young teenager with curly hair. He is wearing a traditional Greek chiton and is barefoot. He is spreading seeds on the ground of a farm. Along with this, cows are also shown grazing on the farm field.
+Block Description: Group of Trees with leaves flowing to the ground
+Notes regarding Key: Currently missing. Key had first appeared when POI-7543 entered the Tower of Winds disguised as a tourist. POI-7543 then successfully broke the containment barrier surrounding the Apeliotes mural. Foundation personnel successfully terminated POI-7543, however, the moment the blood of POI-7453 contacted the key, an exact copy of POI-7453 started to emerge from the head of the key. This copy then successfully activated the Apeliotes mural, which initiated the Verdant-Level Event. During the subsequent earthquake, the copy of POI-7453 escaped with the key. According to the after-report, the key appeared “fleshy” and was “pulsating” as POI-7543 held it.
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Northwest Mural
+God: Libonotus (God of the Northwest Wind)
+Mural Description: Libonotus is pictured as a young infant. His expression is jovial and his only article of clothing is a loincloth. He is shown eating food on a dinner table. The skeletons sitting around the table appear in poses that suggest laughter or bemusement.
+Block Description: Recursive spiral design
+Notes regarding Key: Currently missing. First record of existence located in catalogue of Napoleon Bonaparte's anomalous item collection. Last seen during Marshal, Carter and Dark auction in 1954. Records indicate that key is made of human bone.
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Southeast Mural
+God: Phoenicias (God of the Southeast Wind)
+Mural Description: Phoenicias is commemorating a festival in the middle of street. His age and features are ambiguous and the only discernible quality is that he is shown to be frowning juxtaposing his surroundings. Encircling him are other Greeks who are dancing and celebrating.
+Block Description: Kylix2 drinking cup overflowing with wine
+Notes regarding Key: Currently missing. Phoenicias' mural has been completed since the construction of the Tower in ████ BCE. This mural has initiated the Amber-Level Event.
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Southwest Mural
+God: Thrascias (God of the Southwest Wind)
+Mural Description: Mural is in an extremely decayed state and no image is decipherable.
+Block Description: The block is absent from the mural. Structural damage around where the block should be located suggests that it was forcibly removed.
+Notes regarding Key: Currently missing
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Kant sensor array imaging has revealed that the internal structure of both the mural and pushing stone is controlled by a single large Antikythera mechanism. Noticeably, the mechanism is many times more complex than any other known mechanism of the same kind, containing hundreds of interlocking bronze gears and copper cogs.
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Marble sculpture of all eight “Anemoi” located on the frieze of the Tower
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When a block is pushed in completely the now fully finished mural will intensely glow for approximately 30 seconds while an minor earthquake of magnitude 2.5 will occur. A block is only able to be pushed into the mural if it is unlocked with a corresponding key. As of 20██, three of the nine murals have been completed.
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After the earthquake, an anomalous weather or atmospheric event will manifest. These phenomenon will occur in a designated time period that is fixed for each separate occurrence.
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Foundation anthropologists and symbologists are assigned to study the images depicted on the murals and blocks, as they seem to imply what their particular anomalous weather event will occur when their murals are completed. The atmospheric events as a whole have been anointed the name Eos-type events.
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Archived below are descriptions of Eos-type events that have been generated by SCP-3921:
A Turquoise-Level Event is a recurrent snow storm that occurs semi-annually during the weeks of the winter and summer solstice. The anomalous snowstorm is best indicated by the gathering of cumulonimbus clouds moving abnormally quickly towards a centralized location, usually a populated or residential area.
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The snowstorm will usually emerge during midday and the onset of snow will usually take two days after the first signs of the event’s occurrence. From this point onwards the snowstorm will be referred to as SCP-3921-α.
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SCP-3921-α will usually last for approximately 90 to ████ minutes during which time the precipitating snow will be gray or black in color and the snow-bearing clouds will change from a normal white coloration to a maroon hue with the onset of the storm. The clouds will from now be known as SCP-3921-ω.
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The moment that a large mammal or human comes into skin contact with any of the snow generated by SCP-3921-ω they will be classified as SCP-3921-λ. SCP-3921-λ instances will then scan their surrounding area and attempt to cover themselves completely with any snow generated by SCP-3921-ω.
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If the SCP-3921-λ instance is successful in completely covering its body and face it will raise its hands in a cupped formation and gradually start to break apart into minuscule segments, while floating upwards towards SCP-3921-ω and will, eventually, be assimilated into SCP-3921-ω.
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At the end of SCP-3921-α, all gray and dark-colored snow will alter back to its original white tint and become non-anomalous. As well, all SCP-3921-ω instances will also change back to a white coloration and become non-anomalous.
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Testing of SCP-3921-α has revealed that the duration of SCP-3921-α is directly proportional to the mass of SCP-3921-λ instances assimilated into SCP-3921-ω instances, thus showing that SCP-3921-λ acts as a "fuel" for SCP-3921-α.
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The base duration with zero SCP-3921-λ instances subsumed has been determined to be 90 minutes.
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Mobile Task Force Xi-11 ("Frost-Freaks") are assigned to capture any SCP-3921-λ instances that remain after SCP-3921-α, especially wildlife, in the case that some instances do not become incorporated into SCP-3921-ω. Occasionally, witnesses of SCP-3921-α will recall that SCP-3921-ω will be escorted by a humanoid wearing a maroon colored cloak.
An Amber-Level Event is a high-speed derecho which will from now be referred to as SCP-3921-ξ. A derecho is a widespread, straight-line wind storm with a length of 400 to 700 kilometers. Wind speeds of derechos reach nearly 210 km/h and are known for their particular ability to be able to topple large swathes of forest.
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SCP-3921-ξ occurs annually on the 11th of February. Areas affected by SCP-3921-ξ will seem to develop a red tint as the Amber event rains down non-anomalous red dust to areas it impacts.
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Humans who view the windstorm caused by SCP-3921-ξ develop an intense urge to celebrate the ancient Greek holiday of Anthesteria, which occurs on the same day as instances of SCP-3921-ξ. Humans who are impacted will celebrate in the outdoors and common activites shown by those effected are to drink copious amounts of alcohol and dance traditional Greek dances such as the sirtaki and kalamatianos.
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SCP-3921-ξ exists for approximately 24 hours and during that time all humans who are influenced will force those unaffected to stare at SCP-3921-ξ as it passes by. SCP-3921-ξ also possesses an anti-memetic property, causing affected individuals to have no memory of their actions during the event and will continue as they were before the event.
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Along with this, all structural and environmental damage caused by the wind speeds will be reversed by the end of the event. Foundation drone imaging have discovered that at the head of the derecho is a humanoid sitting on a cloud playing a lyre. Due to extreme wind speeds, the drone was not able to approach further.
A Verdant-Level event is a gaseous vortex that occurs during the month of January. The vortex will now be further referred to as SCP-3921-φ. The occurrence of the SCP-3921-φ is confirmed by the formation of unnatural cloud coverage over a populated area, most commonly in the shape hollow semi-dome. SCP-3921-φ has been known, however, to encompass entire areas in a complete wind dome.
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Wind speeds during the vortex will usually range 150-200 km/h. However, this only occurs on the outer dome of the windstorm allowing the interior of the storm to be unaffected by the wind. This, effectively, makes entrance to the area impossible due to the wind speed and at the same time contains all entities inside SCP-3921-φ till its conclusion.
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The vortex will begin formation from 12 am to 6 am and its anomalous effects will materialize during the peak of the windstorm which normally occurs during noon. The cyclone will, therefore, last approximately six hours.
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During this time, the interior of SCP-3921-φ will start to emanate an anomalous viridescent vapor which has the effect of exponentially increasing cellular growth in organic entities and altering DNA structure in such a way that adaptations involving combat ability and mobility are proliferated. The vapor will now be referred to as SCP-3921-β.
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Non-mobile organic organisms in the kingdoms of Plantae or Protista will become both mobile and consciously responsive of their environment as their elementary DNA is altered by SCP-3921-β. Along with this, organisms in these two kingdoms will be affected by SCP-3921-β by direct contact unlike organisms in the kingdom Animalia who are only impacted if SCP-3921-β is inhaled. The mutated organisms will from now be known as SCP-3921-ζ.
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SCP-3921-ζ instances are known to consolidate into one entity, sometimes reaching to approximately 50 to 100 meters in height. This is, especially, common if SCP-3921-φ impacts areas with considerable forests or vegetation wherein huge conglomerates of SCP-3921-ζ instances will be amalgamated into one prodigious entity. When humans or any other species in the kingdom Animalia inhale SCP-3921-β they will immediately fall unconscious. SCP-3921-ζ instances from this kingdom will remain dormant until the end of SCP-3921-φ.
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After six hours, SCP-3921-φ will dissipate and SCP-3921-ζ instances are free to leave the area. Some SCP-3921-ζ have been known to be able to emit SCP-3921-β, thus, spreading the anomalous effects of SCP-3921-φ.
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MTF Beta-7 ("Maz Hatters") are assigned to the Northern Hemisphere and MTF Theta-4 ("Gardeners") are assigned to the Southern Hemisphere to terminate SCP-3921-ζ instances in the case that the containment procedures fail at terminating life-forms that are affected by SCP-3921-φ. Both MTF teams are required due to the rapid onset of SCP-3921-φ and its capability to occur in nearly any location.
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Listed below is an abridged version of SCP-3921-ζ instances and their distinct DNA and visual alterations.
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Original Organism(s)
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One human male
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6 m, 205 kg
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Original skin has been permuted to be that of the shell of Spisula solidissim3. Height has nearly quadrupled with blood vessels increasing from normal 25 mm in diameter to 150 mm in order to expiate for height-weight discontinuity. Dissection of subject body has shown that vital organs and biological function have been rearranged arbitrarily. Subject’s physiognomy has been significantly modified and DNA analysis has shown it to be similar to Chondropyga dorsalis4. Digit phalanxes increased in length to nearly one meter edging off in curved point appendages.
While height has not altered from base organism. Subject has had almost half of its features replaced with those of Lithobius forficatus6. The length has increased five-fold to nearly 2.75 meters. The speed of subject has also increased to 30 km/h. The number of paws on the subject has increased from four to fourteen. Recommended to terminate these subjects first in order to prevent their escape.
The aggregation of the subjects has resulted in the formation of a tractricoid8 shaped amalgam of tree trunks and branches. The main mode of transportation is to make revolutions around its main axis of rotation to roll in a specific, targeted path against other sentient entities. Talon-like claws line all sides of the curvature, which are used to hook and lacerate objects and individuals. Extremely volatile behavior of SCP-3921-ζ instance entails major damage if not terminated immediately.
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One human female
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1.65 m, 62 kg
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No outer features have been altered. Organ structure, however, has been modified for efficient creation of SCP-3921—β. SCP-3921-β secretes from eyes and mouth. At least one type of this entity is produced for each Verdant-Level event.
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Live satellite imaging of the vortex has revealed that sitting at the apex is a humanoid covered in leaves. However, the humanoid demateralizes if ground drones attempt to go for further analysis.
In classical literature such as Hesiod's “Theogony,” the "Anemoi" were commanded by Aeolus who is described as, "the keeper of winds." Despite Aeolus's importance in regards to the "Anemoi," there are no murals depicting him in the tower. However, located on the capstone of the tower is a block with the words "αέρας αλλαγής"9 which is the epithet attached to legends of Aeolus.
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The block is protruding from the apogee of the tower and has no corresponding mural, rather only an image, similar to all other blocks. Additionally, these words are encompassed by a wind rose. The spokes of the wind rose become illuminated permanently when the corresponding murals located in the tower are activated since each mural is ascribed certain cardinal points.
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The block located on the apex of the tower, corresponding to Aeolus, has no analogous keyhole and analysis of the interconnecting lock mechanisms of the tower has shown that it can only be activated when all other murals have been activated.
Special Containment procedures: All instances of SCP-3992 are to be kept in a standard containment locker at Site-17.
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Description: SCP-3992 is a number of children's Halloween face masks. Instances come in a range of designs, portraying various Halloween themed monsters. Instances are constructed out of simple plastic materials, paint and string. Each instance bears a label reading "Wondertainment Whacky Halloween Fun Masks" on their interior.
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SCP-3992 instances do not display any anomalous properties when worn by a non-anomalous individual. However, when worn by an anomalous entity, it will appear to physically change into an adolescent humanoid of varying appearance. Any clothing worn by the wearer will appear to change into a costume fitting the SCP-3992 instance's appearance. Clothing will simply appear to manifest on entities not wearing anything.
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Anomalous entities wearing instances of SCP-3992 do not experience actual physical changes, instead appearing to have become humanoid. Changes to an entity's appearance and manifested clothing cannot be physically felt, and affected entities may continue to function and interact with their surroundings as normal. Affects will cease when an SCP-3992 instance is removed. The physical appearance gained by wearers vary between subjects, differing in skin color/tone, hair, size, and gender.
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Discovery Log: SCP-3992 was discovered on 24/██/20██, in a house in ██████, Wisconsin, United States. The house had been seized by the Foundation under suspicion of anomalous activity originating from it. Among SCP-3992, several other anomalous items were found, a majority of which were of Wondertainment origin. The previous residents of the house were found to have fled the area and remain unfound. SCP-3992 was located in a cardboard box in the house's attic among several Halloween decorations. As of note, the name 'Stanley' was found written on the inside of SCP-3992-6 (vampire mask). Records show a child by the same name to have been one of the houses previous residents.
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The following document was found along with SCP-3992:
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To our most loyal of customers during this most spooky of seasons,
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We at Doctor Wondertainment would like to give to you a very special gift in accordance with the holidays. For your continued loyalty over the years, we would like to present a very special treat to those of you who might find it rather difficult to fit in.
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We at Wondertainment believe in embracing what others may consider strange and spooky. There are too many wonders in this world locked away by those who just don't understand, or find the abnormal too scary. We know first hand that it can be troublesome accepting who you are, especially in a world of the mundane, so we come with wonderful news, that for just one night, you may go out and celebrate the strange and the scary without worry of what others may think of you!
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For our customers out there who struggle with these feelings on a daily basis, we have decided to give you a special free of charge reward this Halloween! A little something to show our gratitude for your continued support. In this box, you will find a complete set of our new Wondertainment Whacky Halloween Fun Masks!. Celebrate this Halloween with a costume so amazingly convincing you won’t even be able to recognize yourself!
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Have fun out there kids! Try not to wander into any dark forests while trick or treating!
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And if you run into a headless fellow along the way, give him a good hello from us at Dr. Wondertainment! We miss you a lot old friend! We hope you’re being taken good care of.
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- Dr. Wondertainment.
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Addendum 3992-1: Testing of SCP-3992 on several other SCP objects was suggested as a means of discovering the range of its effects when used on anomalous entities of varying physical nature. Approval of various SCP objects for testing was authorized.
Test: 3992-1-002
+Subject:SCP-2006 (Taking the form of the Creature from the Haunted Sea)
+SCP-3992 Instance: SCP-3992-1 (Werewolf mask)
+Results: SCP-2006 appeared as an adolescent male humanoid wearing a torn plaid shirt and jeans. A pair of rubber gloves resembling clawed hands with grey fur appeared on SCP-2006’s hands.
+Notes: SCP-2006 was asked to change its physical appearance during the test in order to see how the effects of SCP-3992 would react to SCP-2006's shape-changing abilities. Several changes to SCP-2006's size, skin tone and hair occurred but remained humanoid.
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SCP-2006 initially refused to remove SCP-3992-1 at first, but eventually complied once researchers assured it that it was nowhere near as scary as its previous form.
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Test: 3992-2-001
+Subject:SCP-2662
+SCP-3992 Instance: SCP-3992-2 (Witch mask)
+Results: SCP-2662 took the form of an adolescent female. SCP-2662 appeared dressed in a black spider web themed witch costume, complete with a pointed witch hat and holding a broomstick (which disappeared along with the perceived effects of SCP-3992-2 when removed). To note is SCP-2662's appearance as a female rather than male. This is believed to have occurred due to SCP-3992-2 resembling a generic female witch.
+Notes: SCP-2662 commented on the whole physical change to be ‘Rather uncomfortable’. SCP-2662 later assured that what it had stated previously was not meant in any way to come off as disrespectful or insensitive, stating it had nothing against females and that they could be cultists if they desired.
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Test: 3992-3-001
+Subject:SCP-1279-1
+SCP-3992 Instance: SCP-3992-3 (Frankenstein's monster mask)
+Results: Instance of SCP-1279-1 appeared as a human male covered in green body paint, wearing a Frankenstein's monster costume consisting of a black shirt and pants, torn grey coat and boots, with a pair of metal bolts protruding from its neck. Instance appeared standing upright on its perceived legs.
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Upon removal of SCP-1279 from the instance, SCP-3992-3's effects ceased
+Notes:Interesting, 3992 must perceive 1279-1 as anomalous as long as it wears 1279. This may be the case when testing with other similar anomalies.
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Test: 3992-4-004
+Subject:SCP-2980-1
+SCP-3992 Instance: SCP-3992-4 (Devil mask)
+Results: SCP-2980-1's physical age did not change. All abnormal features and body parts of SCP-2980-1 appeared to be replaced with pieces of costume clothing, including a fake red tail and a pair of boots resembling cloven feet. SCP-2980-1 took the form of a human male of unknown race, coated in red body paint.
+Notes: SCP-2980-1 commented on the effects of SCP-3992-4 to be rather humorous, but was 'Nothing compared to the real thing'.
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SCP-2980-1 later claimed to recognize the name ‘Wondertainment’. When questioned, SCP-2980-1 stated that the name bared a striking resemblance to that of a cousin's ‘three times removed’. SCP-2980-1 did not give any other useful information.
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Test: 3992-5-003
+Subject:SCP-2287
+SCP-3992 Instance: SCP-3992-5 (Mummy mask)
+Results: SCP-2287 appeared no longer headless. SCP-2287 appeared as a bald human male. A pair of green pupils were visible through SCP-3992-5’s eyeholes. Inspection showed its 'Mister' tattoo to no longer be present. No physical changes were present in the rest of SCP-2287’s body as it had no other physical abnormalities. SCP-2287’s clothing was replaced by layers of yellow tinted linen cloth, wrapped around its entire body similar to an Egyptian mummy.
+Notes: Of significant note, SCP-2287’s anomalous properties ceased functioning while wearing SCP-3992-5. Whether this is due to it being a Wondertainment product is unknown.
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SCP-2287 commented on finding the mask fun to wear, saying that it was 'Nice to see what it was like from the other end'. SCP-2287 later asked if it were possible to wear SCP-3992-5 again at some point (Decision currently pending. The effects of SCP-3992 may prove useful for the containment of SCP-2287’s anomalous properties).
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Test: 3992-6-009
+Subject:SCP-956
+SCP-3992 Instance: SCP-3992-6 (Vampire mask)
+Results: SCP-956 appeared as an adolescent Caucasian female with long pink hair. Costume consisted of a black cape and pants and red velvet waistcoat.
+Notes: SCP-956 initially showed no signs of bodily movement, remaining in its passive state. However, after several seconds, SCP-956 visibly looked down at itself and began heavily retching. SCP-956 attempted to remove SCP-3992-6 with its perceived hands. When this failed, SCP-956 began clawing at SCP-3992-6 violently until it was removed by an assisting D-class.
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+Addendum 3992-2: On the 29/09/20██, a package was found outside of Site-17, addressed to the Foundation. Inside were a second set of SCP-3992. Instances consisted of a skeleton, jack o'lantern, banshee, zombie and clown.
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The following note was included:
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To the SCP Foundation,
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We see that you’ve been playing around with our product and approve of it greatly! It’s nice to see you giving others a taste of the Holidays and we hope you’re having fun with them yourselves!
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As a sign of gratitude for your vigorous testing of so many of our products, we present to you the newest batch of Wondertainment Wacky Halloween Fun Masks!. The following set has not been officially released just yet, but we’re hoping to get them out soon enough!
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We hope you'll share these with a few more of your guests and get some top-notch results!
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With all honesty though, we make these products because many don’t get the chance to experience a proper childhood, or even celebrate such a unique time of year. So during that magical time when the mundane blend with the uncanny, we want to celebrate it right and give a little more.
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+This article contains adult content that may not be suitable for all readers.
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Graphic depiction of blood, gore or mutilation of body parts
+Features sexual themes or language, but does not depict sexual acts.
+Explicit depiction of sexual acts.
+Features non-consensual sexual acts.
+Depiction of severe mistreatment of children
+Depiction of self-harm
+Depiction of suicide
+Depiction of torture
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If you are above the age of 18+ and wish to read such content, then you may click Continue to view said content.
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+The website "OnlyCryptids" has been removed from the dark web and access has been restricted to those who previously had access to it. Should any patron share information about OnlyCryptids, they are to be terminated and the data link is to be destroyed.
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Identifying the creator of SCP-4106 is considered a Delta Level Priority. All patrons of SCP-4106 affected sites are to remain under Foundation surveillance until the apprehension of the perpetrator. Models featured on OnlyCryptids are to remain under Foundation protection until such a time that the individual responsible for SCP-4106 is apprehended.
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The models have taken adequate protective measures and thus do not require further containment procedures.
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Description
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SCP-4106 home screen.
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SCP-4106 is the domain for an anomalous website, found at ███████████OnlyCryptids.onion, IP address ███.███.█.███. SCP-4106 can only be accessed following the completion of its sign-up page and a specific coitomantic ritual, the details of which are available upon request.
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When the pre-requisites have been met, users are able to access SCP-4106's primary content, which mainly consists of extra-terrestrial or extra-dimensional organisms performing lewd actions on-camera. Users are able to select and view any active camera and communicate with the organism1, as well as other users in the chatbox displayed below the streaming window. Messages received in the chatbox will be automatically translated to the user's preferred language, allowing for communication with all available parties.
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Additionally, users are able to send gratitudes (called "tips" on-site) to models through SCP-4106's "donation box", a screen wherein individuals are able to specify the amount of money they wish to donate as well as a message they wish to send. There is no character limit for the message, and no upper limit to the amount of currency an individual is allowed to donate, although the model receiving the donation has the ability to deny it. Should this occur, the individual will be refunded.
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UPDATE 9/20/2021
+Following the incident involving the model "LonelyGirl15" and the user "ifuckmonsters", SCP-4106 has developed a method to detect the species of individuals attempting to access it. This new anomalous property is being used to prevent humans from creating new accounts with SCP-4106. Humans who have made accounts prior to this are forbidden from interacting with LonelyGirl15, or other members of the entity's species, and their ability to navigate the site has been heavily restricted. Attempting to create an account under a different species will be met with failure, and the device used to access SCP-4106 will cease to function.
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The Sign Up Page
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+The following is the page users are prompted to complete when accessing SCP-4106.
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ONLYCRYPTIDS™
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Are you lonely? Bloodthirsty? Horny?
+Sign up to make money and interact with your fans!
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+Dimension:
+(Please specify the plane(s) of existence you are able to perceive.)
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Vision:
+(Please specify what wavelength(s) of light you are able to perceive.)
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Species:
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Which pronouns would you like to be addressed by
+[ ] Male
+[ ] Female
+[ ] Non-Binary
+[ ] It does not matter
+[ ] My species does not have the concept "gender"
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I prefer my models be:
+[ ] Living
+[ ] Reanimated
+[ ] Have multiple olfactory orifices
+[ ] Able to perceive nth level psyonic particle activity
+[ ] Radioactive
+[ ] Comprised of song
+[ ] Able to produce the chemical ●︎♋︎■︎♑︎◆︎♋︎♑︎
+[ ] An indentured companion
+[ ] Bi-pedal/tri-pedal/quadrapedal+
+Please specify
+[ ] Limbless
+[ ] Flora
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I have performed the Bond of Sacred Trials
+[ ] Yes
+[ ] No
+[ ] I am unable to perform the Bond of Sacred Trials due to a lack of necessary appendages or mobility
+Explain why here
+[ ] I am unable to perform the Bond of Sacred Trials due to pre-existing conditions
+Explain why here
+[ ] I do not meet the age of consent in my culture to perform the Bond of Sacred Trials*
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Preferred Payment Method(s):
+[ ] Metal currency (Backed by valuable, non-organic material such as gold or tellerium)
+[ ] Paper currency (Backed by valuable, organic material such as ❇︎ꆛꑇ✳︎ꑇ✴︎ or the souls of the damned)
+[ ] Digital currency
+[ ] My species does not have a standardized currency and relies on the barter system*2
+[ ] My species does not have the concept of currency
+Fill out how your society functions here.
+Per a settlement agreement, this is no longer available.
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*If you do not meet the age of consent in your culture or species, or your culture or species does not have an age of consent, you are not permitted to create an OnlyCryptids™ account.
+*2If your species relies on a barter system, you are required to fill out relevant location information. This information will remain private and will not be shared without your consent or the consent of the other party in the transaction.
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DISCLAIMER
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+OnlyCryptids™.onion is not responsible for any heinous or lethal injuries sustained during or after cam-show performances. Site patrons are legally required to have a thorough understanding of the limits of their internal, external, and metaphysical physiologies, and failure to do so may result in any combination of the following: hallucinations, soul entrapment, delusions of grandeur, conceptual decomposition, destruction of metaphysical aspects of the self, death, and transportation into lower dimensional realms.
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Transaction Records
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+The following records were recovered from the user account, "ifuckmonsters", which has been traced back to Foundation Researcher Joseph O'Connell. Prior to amnestic treatment, O'Connell admitted to being a frequenter of OnlyCryptids although he denied being responsible for any donations to LonelyGirl15's account, claiming that he preferred "creatures with more slime and fewer eyes"2. However, digital scrubbing of O'Connell's Internet activity confirmed that several payments to LonelyGirl15 were made from O'Connell's account. O'Connell refused to co-operate when questioned about his injuries.
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Type D targeted amnestics were used to remove knowledge of SCP-4106 from his mind, and his bank records were altered to remove any evidence of previous anomalous expenditures. Joseph O'Connell remains under Foundation surveillance.
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DATE
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DESCRIPTION
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MESSAGE
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BALANCE
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Sept 13, 2021
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Card
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ONLYCRYPTIDS.███
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It's been a long while since you blocked my old account, glad to see you again though. I've got a new account though and now I can continue to support you, even if only from the shadows. Hope you're holding up okay. I miss you, talk to me when you get a sec.
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-19.00(519.80)
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Sept 14, 2021
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Card
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ONLYCRYPTIDS.███
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Loved that last video. Please do more with the Prowlers. I haven't seen you look that good since high school.
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-25.00(500.80)
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Sept 15, 2021
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Card
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ONLYCRYPTIDS.███
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Please stop torturing me. It hurts seeing you be with other people and other creatures. I don't want anyone to see you like that but me. This is the worst pain anyone could go through. I get you're mad, but please. Please stop.
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-10.00(425.69)
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Sept 16, 2021
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Card
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ONLYCRYPTIDS.███
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I know you probably don't remember me, Charlotte, but I remember you. For what it's worth, I'm really sorry for how things turned out. But I'm different now, I swear. You can trust me again.
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-1.00(424.69)
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Sept 17, 2021
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Card
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ONLYCRYPTIDS.███
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Why are you doing this to me? I did the crime and did the time. You need to let go. What's it going to take?
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-40.00(384.69)
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Sept 18, 2021
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Card
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ONLYCRYPTIDS.███
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I just want you to give me a second chance. That's it. We used to be so happy, back then. I miss that. Don't you? I want to be happy with you again, to go drinking with you again. You were my best friend, my person. I love you, Charlotte. I always have. I'm sorry.
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-15.00(369.69)
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Sept 19, 2021
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Check
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ONLYCRYPTIDS.███
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Hey, I know you don't owe me anything for sending you as much money as I have. But I just wanted… you. You don't have to talk to me or anything, you haven't talked to me in a while now that I think about it. Why the fuck won't you talk to me? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
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-400.00(-30.31)
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Sept 20, 2021
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Barter (One diamond-encrusted wedding ring) for (Foot pictures)
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ONLYCRYPTIDS.███
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I love you. We can be together again soon, babe. Just wait. I'm on a plane right now.
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-1 Wedding Ring
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Initial Testing
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+Upon the initial discovery of SCP-4106 on September 17th, 2021, Foundation Internet Monitoring Teams (IMTs) ordered several Level 1 Researchers and Class D personnel to complete the sign-up requirements and create an OnlyCryptids account to interact with the entities found there.
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Assigned personnel: Doctor Shorey
+Tip amount: $5.00
+Entity description: Humanoid skeletal entity, possessing one bioluminescent eye that shifts positions between eye sockets at will. Entity is adorned with a blue sweater and black basketball shorts. Entity contorts the bones in its mouth area in a manner that would suggest smiling, despite lacking lips or the facial muscle to do so.
+Interaction: Entity proclaims that Doctor Shorey is "going to have a bad time" before proceeding to strip in a suggestive manner. The bioluminescent eye increases its luminosity exponentially before several bone-like protrusions extend from the edges of the screen, obscuring the entity's presence. When the bones retract, the entity appears to "wink" at Doctor Shorey before exiting the frame.
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Assigned personnel: Doctors Light, Brown, and Corbett
+Tip amount: $20.00
+Entity description: Entity is comprised of musical notes which, while imperceptible on screen recordings, are visible with the naked eye. All three subjects regard the entity as the most physically attractive organism they've ever seen.
+Interaction: Entity proceeded to "dance" on screen for several minutes. The doctors appear to find the entity's movements enjoyable, and once the routine is completed, the entity begins a second routine. The entity's movements and pitch alter drastically, causing visible confusion in the doctors, who then begin physical altercations with one another. This activity lasts until security removes them four hours later3.
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Assigned personnel: D-17802
+Tip amount: $10.00
+Entity description: Insectoid entity with several tendrils extending from its carapace with an estimated average length of 30 centimeters. Entity possesses elongated eyestalks that it often uses to type various symbols into a holographic keyboard-like apparatus.
+Interaction: Entity squeals for several minutes before stroking its eyestalks with its tendrils. The entity presses several of the inputs on the apparatus, generating a memetic hazard that scrolls vertically across the screen. D-17802 appears to feel overwhelming pleasure throughout her body judging by a series of short convulsions appearing to originate in the groin area before expiring from cardiac arrest. Entity shrieks for several seconds before removing portions of its carapace, revealing a transparent, undulating sack with an unknown blue substance contained within. D-17802's face can be seen floating within the sack.
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Assigned personnel: D-15807
+Tip amount: $10.00
+Entity description: Entity is a hexapedal canid adorned with iridescent lingerie that alters colors based on its position. Entity has seven eyes, four of which are missing, on what would be considered the head in non-anomalous canids of similar height. Entity has several lacerations on its body from which an unknown pink substance leaks. Present slightly out of frame is a humanoid entity holding a serrated knife.
+Interaction: The humanoid entity approaches the camera before shouting expletives. Upon closer inspection, the humanoid entity can be identified as male. Several lacerations are present on its torso and forearms, while multiple oral indentation wounds are present on its face and neck. The humanoid entity does not appear to be wearing pants. The humanoid frequently glances to the canid entity as it attempts to commence egress. It raises the serrated knife into the camera frame and discards it. The humanoid entity embraces the canid entity and begins crying. This continues for twenty minutes before the humanoid entity returns to the camera and deactivates it.
Special Containment Procedures (Outdated): SCP-4301 is currently considered a high-risk breach of VEIL Protocol due to possible spontaneous materialization in public areas. Operatives belonging to MTF Phi-3 ('Photobombers') are assigned with the task of containing SCP-4301 and transferring it to the Site-75 Humanoid Containment Wing, where it is to be contained in a standard Humanoid Containment Cell and guarded by at least 2 Site-75 guards.
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As SCP-4301's true purpose is still not known to the Foundation, MTF Phi-3 operatives are to exercise caution when attempting to capture and contain SCP-4301.
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Special Containment Procedures (Updated): SCP-4301’s current status is unknown. All personnel are to closely monitor Dr. Gilles for any future manifestations of SCP-4301.
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Should any future manifestations of SCP-4301 display signs of hostility towards Dr. Gilles or any other Foundation personnel, priority must be given for the immediate capture and containment of SCP-4301.
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Description: SCP-4301 is a 1.72 m male humanoid closely linked to Dr. Laura Gilles, the head researcher of Site-75. While the reason as to why SCP-4301 is only linked to Dr. Gilles is still not known, Dr. Gilles has stated that the humanoid resembles Timothy Gilles, her husband who had vanished in Nevada in 1987.
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SCP-4301 is normally incorporeal, and will only materialise if a picture is taken of Dr. Gilles using a camera, phone, or another photo-capturing device. SCP-4301 will materialise behind, beside, or in front of Dr. Gilles, and will subsequently dematerialise approximately 5 seconds after the taking of the picture. SCP-4301 will then subsequently appear in the taken pictures (designated as instances of SCP-4301-1) with Dr. Gilles.
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While instances of SCP-4301-1 commonly display SCP-4301 making a pose, SCP-4301 also has the capability of altering SCP-4301-1 depending on the pose Dr. Gilles makes, or the other objects in the original picture. Alterations can include changes to SCP-4301-1's background, setting, inserted filter, and Dr. Gilles' actions.
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Addendum 4301-1:Notable instances of SCP-4301-1
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INSTANCE 3:
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Location in original photograph: Site-75 Cafeteria
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Time: 1945 hours
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Dr. Gilles' photographed activity: Smiling and sitting down on a cafeteria chair in front of a plate of food.
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Altered Result: No change in setting or Dr. Gilles' photographed activity. However, SCP-4301 is standing behind Dr. Gilles, smiling and waving at the camera.
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INSTANCE 21:
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Location in original photograph: Site-75 Corridor
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Time: 1235 hours
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Dr. Gilles' photographed activity: Making a finger gun pose.
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Altered Result: Setting altered to an old Western setting. Dr. Gilles and SCP-4301 stand in positions similar to that of a shootout.
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INSTANCE 34:
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Location in original photograph: Foundation Space Observation Gallery
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Time: 1023 hours
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Dr. Gilles' photographed activity: Posing in front of a model of the Foundation Shuttle.
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Altered Result: Setting altered to a setting of an unknown planet. Dr. Gilles and SCP-4301 pictured attempting to plant a Foundation flag.
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INSTANCE 41:
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Location in original photograph: Dr. Gilles' Room, Site-75
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Time: 2112 hours
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Dr. Gilles' photographed activity: Smiling and holding a cupcake with a lit birthday candle.
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Altered Result: No change in setting or Dr. Gilles' photographed activity. However, the words 'Happy Birthday, Gilles!' are printed on the top left corner of the SCP-4301-1 instance.
Interviewer: Dr. Hubert King, Site-75 On-Site Psychologist
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Foreword: The interview was conducted at the personal request of Dr. Gilles.
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<Begin Log, 1634 hours>
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HK: Let's begin then. Dr. Gilles, you mentioned in your psychiatric session application form that you have been 'followed' by an unnatural entity that only appears in your photos.
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LG: That is true. The Foundation has classified the entity as an anomaly, and we are trying to capture it as of now.
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HK: So what seems to be the problem?
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LG: The entity looks like someone I know personally. My husband, in fact.
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HK: I see. And seeing him makes you uncomfortable?
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LG: More than that. It's like seeing someone again after a few years of separation from one another. You're happy to see them again, but you're not sure how much of the old 'them' is still in them. I had wished, prayed for his reappearance ever since he disappeared. Now that he has come back, I'm surprised and terrified at the same time. I wanted him to be by my side again after all these years, but instead, he only comes back when I take pictures of myself and disappears shortly after. I can't get a chance to talk to him, and that frustrates me.
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HK: But despite all that, you still love him?
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LG: Yes. That's why I'm trying to reach him, or at least the thing that acts like him. That's why I'm trying to capture it.
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HK: But, since the entity who looks like your husband doesn't talk to you when he appears, could it be that he just chooses not to talk to you?
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LG: Does it matter?
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HK: It matters a whole lot. If you're trying to reach him, or it, you must understand his decision and why he chooses to only do what he is doing. You can't force him to talk to you. That's just not how trust works. You need to trust that he will be by your side, and he needs to trust you too. If there is no trust, there will be no happiness for both you and him.
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LG: No. If I know him, he always trusts me to do the right thing, and capturing him is still the priority here.
Personnel Involved: 6 MTF Phi-3 operatives, Dr. Laura Gilles
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Date and Time of Attempt: 02/07/14, 1416 hours
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Location: Site-75 Cafeteria
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Attempt Summary: After SCP-4301 materialised, 6 MTF Phi-3 operatives attempted to capture it before it dematerialised using H-17 Humanoid Containment Cuffs and H-23 Humanoid Incapacitators.
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During the capture attempt, SCP-4301 violently resisted and injured 3 of the 6 operatives before subsequently dematerialising. It is not known whether it has suffered any injuries from the attempt.
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Results of Containment Attempt: Failure.
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INSTANCE 42:
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Location in original photograph: Dr. Gilles' Room, Site-75
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Time: 1235 hours
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Dr. Gilles' photographed activity: Standing in the room.
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Altered Result: No change in setting or Dr. Gilles' photographed activity. However, SCP-4301 can be seen huddled at the corner of the room with visible wounds on its body. The word ‘Why?’ is printed in red at the top left corner of the instance.
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Addendum 1: This is the only instance that was modified by SCP-4301 after Foundation Anomaly Containment Attempt 4301-Echo. Following the taking of this instance, SCP-4301 has failed to appear in any more of Dr. Gilles' pictures.
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Addendum 2: It has been noted that this particular SCP-4301-1 instance induces a state of guilt over any personnel who view it.
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Note: I’m sorry, Tim. I’m really sorry. - Dr. Gilles
Special Containment Procedures: All satellite and flyover data of the SCP-4382 affected region must be actively censored. Blockades and checkpoints have been constructed along all roads leading to SCP-4382. Outpost 4382 will continue to monitor SCP-4382's rate of expansion.
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All personnel assigned to SCP-4382 must work in paired teams; partners should be chosen with strong, preexisting relationships. If any member of staff begins to exhibit "looping" behaviors, contact the Outpost 4382 medical team immediately, then employ the following measures:
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1. Speak their names loudly and clearly. Use varying titles and nicknames.
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+4. Elaborate on a shared experience or planned event. Focus on key sensory details.
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Description: SCP-4382 is the town of Hulwick, Kentucky, U.S.A. Since October 18th, 2018, this town has been encased in a reality-altering anomaly, affecting 8.7km2 and expanding outward in a spherical radius at .5m2 per month. When viewed from the exterior, this sphere produces a mild visual distortion. Staff has described this phenomenon as "like the skin of a giant soap bubble."
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All objects, animals, and people inside the town of Hulwick will continuously perform a single pattern of actions ad infinitum, and with total disregard for any physical laws.
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This effect is poorly documented, as the area of SCP-4382 causes severe aliasing and static interruption in all forms of visual data. Audio transmissions appear unaffected. On May 18th, 2019, MTF-Xi-5 "Newtons Bullies"1 were dispatched to investigate this anomaly, and determine its source.
Xi-5-1|Adamson: Squad is green, Command. We've just finished our last equipment check; Kant Counters2, Sandford Clocks3 and Livelights4 are all calibrated.
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Site-9: Roger, Xi-5. You are cleared to enter 4382. Locate the source of the anomaly, and contain if possible. If not, document everything you can.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: You heard 'em Bullies. Let's get weird.
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The task force are observed by Outpost 4382 video-drones entering the distortion field; straight-line formation, five second delays.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Command, we're in. Looking up, the sun has completely changed position. It looks like early morning around here, and we're getting 3 ticks on the Hume already. Team, remember the protocols. No dwelling on anything. Vary up your sights, your sounds, and your thoughts. We've got a long hike into town.
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: Yes Captain.
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Xi-5-2|Higashi: Confirmed, sir.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Conf- I mean, uh, affirmative Team Leader.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Good. Let's get moving.
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16 minutes of radio silence; team chatter expunged.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Command, we're about 30 minutes out. We're coming up over a hill. I can see the main thoroughfare, and the clocktower. Anyone got eyes on a loop?
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Xi-5-2|Higashi: Nothing yet, Captain. It's all baseline- I mean, except the fact we're walking through an October forest in May. This is kind of nice actually; I've always loved autumn.
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: I figure after eight months it gets old. Hold on- hey, Command? I've got a squirrel.
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Site-9: 5-4, please repeat?
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: Squirrel, Command; American Red, specifically. It's on a low branch of a nearby tree. I swear it's been chewing on the same acorn for the past twenty seconds.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: I see it. I'm going to approach.
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Site-9: Confirmed. Use caution, 5-3.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: It's a friggin' squirrel.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Banks.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: I copy, Command.
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Xi-5-3 approaches the subject
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Huh. Yeah. It's not responding to my presence at all. I'm nearly touching the thing. The acorn… woah, freaky. The squirrel is eating it in that typical turn-and-bite way, but the previous bites are growing back at an equal pace. It's like an endless acorn. I wonder wha- woah!
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: Banks, you alright?
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Uh, yeah, sorry. I just sort of, uh, flicked it. Now… yep. It's dead Command. It dropped right out of the tree.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: You weren't cleared to engage, 5-3.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Sorry Captain; but it's good to know before we encountered any people, hey?
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Hmh. Command, should we get a sample of-
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: Uh, sir? Sir I think- Higs, you good? Hey, Higs!
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Task force converges on Xi-5-2's location. Someone is heard snapping loudly.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: 5-2. Higs. Higashi. Yasuo. Snap out of it, come on.
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Xi-5-2 does not respond. Very faint, repetitive mumbling is heard over Xi-5-2's coms.
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: Command, I think 5-2 is looping. He's crouched down by… a fern, I think. A drop of water is falling from one of the leaves, but before it reaches the ground, it re-appears on the leaf. It just forms, rolls, and drops. It forms, rolls, and drops. Forms, rolls, dro-
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Lyydia!
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: R- Ah! Fuck! I… sorry, Captain. I don't know…
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Command, I think I've got 5-2. He's lucid, but he's a bit glossy-eyed.
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Site-9: We've sent a retrieval team for 5-2. Should we scrub?
Xi-5-4|Saksa: That's a copy, Captain. Higs, hey buddy, keep looking at me, okay? Dispatch is coming; you'll be at the outpost in no time. You've got one of Molly's lunches waiting, remember? She always makes you the best lunches. You better wake up Higs, or I'm stealing your fucking lunch.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Hey! We've got a smile. Command, I'd like to report a smile here. I think he's alright… but all the same, tell that retrieval team to hustle up, hey?
Xi-5-1|Adamson: Command, this is Xi-5-1. We've reached the center of town. How's Higs?
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Site-9: Copy 5-1. 5-2 is responding well. We've got him on the same treatment regimen as the recovered civilians from last year. We're seeing a good response to rapid visual stimuli.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Thanks Coms, keep me posted. As for Hulwick… I have to tell you Command, this is one of the freakier ones.
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Site-9: Please elaborate, 5-1.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: It looks like they were setting up a celebration when the anomaly occurred; that means they've been decorating for the last eight months non-stop. There's a woman ahead of me in a blue dress. She's climbing a ladder, and tying off one end of a banner. "Hulwick Harvest Festival", it says. She climbs down, moves the ladder across the street. Just as she finishes tying the other side, the first knot unravels, and the banner falls. She moves back across the street to string it up again, only for the other side to fall. She's repeated this pattern eighteen times now, and it's the same everywhere I look.
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Site-9: Copy, 5-1. Remember, do not observe any single temporal loop for too long.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: I don't think this is temporal, Command. I'm not seeing any sudden "cuts" or speed deviations, and my Sandford is ticking on normally. Kant Counter is nearing a hard 8, though. I honestly think this might just be a Wildcat5.
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Site-9: Without a deviant temporal frequency?
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: I'm telling you, we've got stable tempo in here. You almost wouldn't notice anything is wrong, if everyone wasn't doing the same thing repeatedly. Something must be actively maintaining the HUI6. Something powerful. I can't imagine what though.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Neither can I Command, but I can guess where it is! Just did a quick 360 and, yep, guess what? The Humey is peaking when I aim it towards 4382's radial center. How nice, we were heading to Point Alpha anyway.
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: Hey, guys, I've got a protracted loop here. Clocked it at six minutes.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Damn, that is a long one! Report, Saksa.
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: It's a kid on his bike. He's wobbling a bit as he rides; probably because of that big fuckin' shoulder bag he's got. He's riding along, then for a split second looks away from the sidewalk to re-adjust his bag, just in time for a group of boys to round out of an alley. They collide.
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One of the boys is knocked to the ground, and the kid falls off his bike. A bunch- like, six books fall out of his bag. The boys help their friend up, and start shouting at the bike kid. He scrambles to collect the books. One of the boys kicks a big red hardcover off the sidewalk, and it falls open-page on a sewer grate covered in wet clumps of leaves.
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The boys laugh, and walk on. The bike kid is trying to dry the book off with his sleeve. He's crying, I think. I can't tell, and I don't want to get too close. He's wiping his nose a lot, at least. He gets back on his bike, and wobbles a bit before taking off. I've seen this exact scene play out three times already. The kid seems to be cycling around the block, and the alleyway boys keep doubling back. Cycle, collide, spill, kick, cry. Over and over.
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Site-9: Thank you, 5-4. Please stop observing this loop.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: I'm seeing similar patterns, Command. Shorter loops. The same man forgetting his coat in the hair salon, going back for it, and walking out without it again. A trio of feral cats running between the legs of an old woman, making her stumble and drop a can of tomatoes from her grocery bags. A little girl skips by and helps her pick it up. Now cats run by again, she drops it again and- yep, there's the little girl. Command, I think the anomaly is causing closed loops; causal loops, actually. People are getting trapped in a cycle of actions. I'd almost say it's memetic, but, well, nobody has fallen over or starved. It's like the reality here is just allowing for it, until something stops it.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Like the squirrel.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Yes, like the squirrel. Alright, let's group back up and head for Point Alpha.
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45 seconds of radio silence as the task force regroups.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: 5-4, you with us? Lyydia?
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: Hm? Oh, fine, Captain. Just thinking about that kid. What a fucking hell, huh? Eight months living that awful moment again and again.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Not to him. None of the civilians we recovered from the outskirts remembered looping, Saksa. To that kid, it's just happening once.
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: Once is too many.
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Task force begins moving through down again, heading for Point Alpha.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Hey, Saksa? You still thinking about that kid? You're awful quiet.
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: No, I'm just… there were boys like that in my home town too. Vicious little bastards. They'd always make fun of my hair.
Xi-5-4|Saksa: It's just- It's knowing that it keeps happening over and over, and there's nothing you can do about it. It's just like when I was a kid; I'd get to homeroom, sit at my desk and then Paavo's there pulling on my hair. He'd always do it so quick. The teachers never believed me. Every day, I'd just wake up, go to class, and there's Paavo pulling my hair. Every day, I'd just wake up, go to cla-
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Uh, Captain? Captain!?
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Saksa? Lyydia! God damn it, what was she watching!?
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Nothing! We were just talking! Fuck! Command, copy! Copy damn it, Lyydia is looping. Hey, hey girl, look at me!
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Xi-5-3 begins clapping her hands loudly, and at infrequent tempos
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: -vo pulling my hair. Every day, I'd just wake up-
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Come on Lil, snap out of it! You're not there anymore! You grew up! You're a bad-ass science commando now! You're my squad-mate! Lyydia!
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Command, we need that evac now.
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Site-9: Dispatch sent, 5-1. It's going to take some time. We need you to keep moving to Point Alpha.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: What!? Command, we're not leaving her here-
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Site-9: The longer you're inside SCP-4382, the higher risk we run 5-3. Activate 5-4's beacon, and move on.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Command, I have to protest-
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Site-9: That's an order, Captain.
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Xi-5-1 and Xi-5-3 go silent. Xi-5-4 continues speaking.
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Xi-5-4|Saksa: -ake up, go to class, and there's Paavo-
Xi-5-1|Adamson: Site, this is Xi-5 reporting in. Please tell me this is the first time this hour.
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Site-9: We're receiving you Captain. Don’t worry, you aren’t looping.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Thank God. We’re approaching Point Alpha. It's getting harder to focus, and the loops are all short here.
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Site-9: Copy, and please elaborate.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Yeah, Command? I’ve got eyes on one right now. Elderly woman; I can see her through the garden window. She's making soup I think. She’s just chopping the same carrot, over and over. Little, tight rows. Perfect straight cuts. The same carrot, over and over. Little tight rows. Perfect straight cuts. The same carrot, over and-
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: 5-3, focus up! Hey! Listen to me.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: -ittle rows. Perfect straight cuts. The same ca-
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Not again, damn it- Chile! Come on Banks, think! After this, you’re going on vacation, remember? Chile, the salt flats? The desert after the rain?
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+Xi-5-3|Banks: -ver and over… same… salt flats. The desert after the rain, like one big mirror so I'm standing in the stars… Captain?
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: There you go. Good. Command, be advised. 5-3 is returning to base.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Salt… what? Hey, no!
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A muffled clattering sound is heard as Xi-5-3 grabs Xi-5-1 by the shoulders and shakes them.
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+Xi-5-3|Banks: Cap, you cannot be here alone! Command, this is 5-3. I’m fine. Repeat, I’m fine, and I’m repeating because I choose to. Disregard that last advisory.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Damnit Banks- Command! This is Captain Adamson, and I am ordering 5-3 to return to base.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Captain, what’s going to happen if you’re the one who goes loopy? Who’s going to snap you out of it?
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Damnit Banks… Damnit Banks-
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Wes! Sna-
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: I'm not looping, you idiot! I’m just pissed off at you! Jesus, you never listen to me! This is why we didn't-
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Radio silence for 4 seconds.
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Site-9: Uh, Xi-5, this is command. We’re making the call. You move forward. 5-3 is right, we need you in pairs.
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Xi-5-1 exhales hard.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Roger.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Roger.
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The sound of Xi-5-1 and Xi-5-3 walking through dry leaves is heard for 3 minutes.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Command, I think we’re here. The Kant Counter is in the red… hell, I think it’s gone past the red. It looks like an old farm house, except there’s no farm out here. It’s just an empty lot, and a big house. Address is 13 Chadwick.
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Site-9: Checking the directory. Property belongs to… Dennis and Margret McArthur. Nothing on file for either of them. Is the source inside the house?
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Sounds of walking is briefly heard.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Nnnnnegative command; Kant has a slight drop off at the house, actually. I’m looking into one of the windows a-… oh, Christ.
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Site-9: 5-3?
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Eugh. Uh, Command, we’ve got two corpses here. They’re just laid out on the living room. Lots of stab wounds. They-… oh god, Command, scratch that. One of them is still alive. Or… fuck, maybe he just can’t die? The man is trying to pull himself up towards a wall-mounted rotary phone. He keeps slipping back down the bloody wall, over and-… eugh.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Command, the source seems to be coming from the back yard- back field, I mean. We’re proceeding there now.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Uh, Captain, shouldn't we-?
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Too risky, and anything we'd do would kill him anyway.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: That might be for the best.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Point Alpha is our priority, Anna. Come on.
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Xi-5-1 is heard walking. After a two second delay, Xi-5-3 moves as well.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: We’ve got a secondary structure here. Large, sheet metal; it's partially collapsed and covered in rust. It looks like a big garage of some kind.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: It's a tractor garage. We had 'em back home. See the big ass tire treads worn into the dirt?
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Huh. So the source is… a tractor?
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Only one way to find out. Command, I’m going to open ‘er up.
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Site-9: Confirmed. Be careful 5-3.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Roger.
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The sound of rusted metal grinding on an axle is heard.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Whoa!
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Holy fucking shit.
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Site-9: Squad, report. What is it? What’s inside the garage?
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Xi-5-3|Banks: It’s, uh… a machine, Command. I think. It’s like one of those spider web colonies that cover whole trees, just with wires and pipes and stuff. It's all scraps and pieces wrapped around this big metal stalk… you know those globes they have at the Science Museum? Van-De-Whatevers; the ones that make your hair stand on end. Its like one of those, except it has a glass sphere at the center with five metal balls inside. They’re all rolling around each other, over and over. Damn this is huge, Command. It's nearly touching the ceiling!
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Site-9: Confirmed. Do you see a power supply? Do the cables run anywhere?
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Yeah, everywhere. Hold on.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Command, I’ve got something.
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Site-9: A power supply?
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Negative. There’s a small desk tucked into the corner. I see some diagrams, a few equations- it’s all scribes but- huh. Command? I think this might be a journal. It’s signed "Seth McArthur”.
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Site-9: Checking… confirmed, the home owners did have a son named Seth.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: That might explain who this is! I followed the cables around the back of the garage. There's a kid here, standing in front of a big… transformer, maybe? He doesn't look much older than 16. He keeps pressing buttons. Over and over. Red, orange, white. Over and over. Red, orange, white. Over a- gah! Damn it. The kid looks, I don’t know, panicked? He’s gritting his teeth, and his foreheads all sweaty… I can't be sure, but I think maybe he’s trying to shut it down.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Or he might just be keeping it running, Command.
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Site-9: What do you mean, 5-1?
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: I’ve been skimming the journal, and it’s pretty clear the kid made this mess. “January 5th, 2008. Nobody gets it. The world is wrong. Why can’t they see. Why doesn’t anyone listen to me. I’m the smartest kid in school. I skipped four grades. Even the teachers are stupid compared to me-“ Wow, seems like a nice kid.
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Site-9: 5-1, does it say anything about the device?
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Hold on, there’s a lot here. It’s mostly nonsense. “I’ve read all the books. Every physics textbook in the school library, and it’s all wrong. I know it. It’s like we’ve skipped a number7. All our predictions and theories are based on a faulty premise. I just know it. I don’t know how, but when I look at these equations, I just know they’re wrong. They’re all wrong. It’s all wrong.” Jesus kid, repeat yourself much? … aha! Here. “I can build it. It's so simple, that's how I'll show them all! Perpetual motion is possible, you just need the right machine. They just don’t get it; it's not about creating motion, it about creating a place where you change the constant of the universe.” Wait, what?
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Command, hang on. I think I might have something here. The kid keeps hitting the same three buttons, but for a split second before he goes back to ‘Red’, his finger moves just a fraction closer to this little switch here. I think that might be the sequence!
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Site-9: Negative 5-3, do not attempt to operate the device.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: “October 15th, 2010” Oh shit, Command, I think this is it! “I worked through the night. It’s nearly finished. I had to take apart nearly everything in the house. Dad was furious. He and mom confronted me this morning. They said I’ve been acting ‘queer’. They told me I need to stop skipping school. Dad knocked the microwave out of my hands. It was that moment I realized he'd never understand. Some minds are too small. Thankfully, I had my multi-tool with me. One more problem solved.” Jesus Christ.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Red, orange, white, to the switch. Red, orange, white, to the switch. Red, orange, white, to the switch. Re- ghuh! Command! I really think this is the sequence! I can shut this thing down!
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Site-9: Negative 5-3. You are not to touch anything. Do you copy? 5-3, do you copy?
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: “October 15th, 2010, Part 2. It’s ready. The phone won't stop ringing in the house. I think my parents were supposed to help set up for that stupid festival. People must be wondering where they are. I need to hurry. None of it will matter soon. No one will care about two dead hicks when I've re-defined science. I've run through the first cycle, and it looks like the loop is stable. No energy in, no energy out, no energy lost. It's perfect. The diodes are rolling. Over and over. Over and Over. Over and over."
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Site-9: 5-1? Damn it. Captain Adamson, do you copy? We’re scrubbing the mission. Return to the evac point now.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Command, it’s fine. I’m just reading what he wrote. He just kept writing those words. “Over and over”. “Over and over. “Over and over.”
All audio is suddenly overtaken by loud, disjointed static. Outpost 4382 reports decreased visual distortions around the town perimeter. Task force audio levels out, but a high-pitch whine is now heard in the background, steadily growing louder.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: “Over and over”. “Over and Over" "Something is wrong. The field is expanding. How can it be expanding?"
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Red, orange… hey! Command, this is 5-3! It looks like- yep, the lights are starting to flicker off. I think it’s shutting down! Even the kid seems to be waking up. Hah! We did it! Hey, kid, how in the hell-
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Seth McArthur: Wait! Wait oh fuck wait I need to-
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Whoa- whoa kid! Back away from the panel!
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The high-pitched noise grows extremely loud. The sound of Xi-5-3 chambering a round in her gun is heard.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: Back away right now. Do not turn that fucking machine back on.
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Seth McArthur: I’m not! You don't understand! I have to- oh, god, fuck, fuck!
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The whine becomes overpowering. Garbled, panicked voices are barely audible.
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Site-9: Squad? 5-1, do you copy? Adamson, Banks, do you copy!?
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The noise suddenly stops. Full radio silence for 6 seconds.
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Seth McArthur: Whew, okay… I think that got it. I just needed to re-balance the-… I just-… oh… ohhhh.
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Xi-5-3|Banks: What? What is it?
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Seth McArthur: I… just figured out where all the energy goes.
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+A large explosion is heard. The signal cuts out.
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Addendum 2019/05/18: A helicopter fly-over of Hulwick shows a mushroom cloud originating from Point Alpha. No sound, or shockwave was detected by Outpost 4382. Most of the McArthur farm plot is enveloped. The cloud appears to be suspended in mid-combustion, fire continuously rolling beneath the upper cloud rim.
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Addendum 2019/06/03: The Hulwick explosion is still ongoing. Outpost 4382 reports the conflagration is animated, but the explosion itself is still static in shape and size. While the SCP-4382 anomaly has stopped expanding, the 8.7km2 "bubble" shows no signs of collapse. All testing and exploration of Hulwick have been suspended until a solution can be devised.
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Addendum 2019/08/19: Outpost 4382, during an autonomous sonar sweep of the SCP-4382 interior, has detected a repeating communication signal from Captain Wes Adamson. Xi-5 Captain Saksa and Officer Higashi have filed an official request to mount an extraction mission. The Foundation has ruled that, due to their proximity to the explosion and length of time within SCP-4382, both Wes Adamson and Anna Banks shall be declared KIA. Xi-5's request has been denied.
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Addendum - SCP-4382
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Date: 2019/05/18 | 6:12PM
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Location: Hulwick.
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MTF: Xi-5
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Banks? Banks, stay there! I'm-
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The sound of an explosion is heard ripping through Xi-5-1.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Banks? Banks, stay there! I'm-
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The sound of an explosion is heard ripping through Xi-5-1.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Banks? Banks, stay there! I'm-
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The sound of an explosion is heard ripping through Xi-5-1.
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Xi-5-1|Adamson: Banks? Banks, stay there! I'm-
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The sound of an explosion is heard ripping through Xi-5-1.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4514 is to be held in a standard Safe-Class container. SCP-4514 is only to be used with the approval of the O5 council.
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Description: SCP-4514 refers to a standard switch knife. SCP-4514's anomalous properties are known to manifest should it:
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Injure an individual such that they lose 40% of their blood
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Injure an individual to cause significant damage to the brain
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Injure an individual to cause significant damage to the heart
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Injure an individual such that they are incapable of respiration
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Investigation is underway to discover additional ways to trigger SCP-4514's anomalous properties.
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Should an individual be injured by SCP-4514 in such a way that activates its anomalous properties, that individual will die.1
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Discovery: On 5/14/2130, SCP-4514 was recovered following a violent altercation between two inebriated individuals. The quarrel resulted in SCP-4514 being used to kill one of the involved persons. Foundation personnel were alerted after the local paper published a story covering the event, who administered amnestics to all witnessing parties. A disinformation campaign was run thereafter to discredit the news agency.
Procedure: Subject is to be sedated and given a major incision (1cm deep, 10 cm long) into her leg with SCP-4514. Afterwards, the wound is to be stitched together.
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Result: Subject survived.
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Experiment #: 3
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Subject: D-8833, 93-year-old asian male, inhibited cerebral function
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Procedure: Subject is to be sedated, and then punctured with SCP-4514. The puncture is to target the brain, and occur as swiftly as possible.
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Result: Subject expired.
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Experiment #: 4
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Subject: D-11424, 131-year-old caucasian female, suffering from muscle spasms and numbness due to complications arising from neck surgery.
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Procedure: Subject is to be sedated, and given a major incision (1cm deep, 10 cm long) across her midsection. If the subject is still alive after 50% of the subject's blood has left her body through the incision, the wound is to be stitched together, and an adequate amount of blood is to be siphoned back into the subject.
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Result: Subject expired after 40% of her blood left her body.
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<Additional Tests Hidden For Brevity>
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Experiment #: 47
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Subject: Researcher George Haus, 132-year-old caucasian male
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Procedure: A small portion of SCP-4514 is to be removed, and melted. It is to be fused with a standard 45-caliber bullet. The subject is to be sedated and then shot in the head with the bullet.
Foundation Network Inter-Site Comm Service v.3.155
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===MESSAGE FROM ETHICS COMMITTEE RECEIVED===
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Dr. Young,
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We have reviewed your experiment logs, and deemed them excessive, and unwarranted.
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However, if we are to be honest, we noticed your undue testing of SCP-4514 a while ago. It's rare to have D-Class actively line up for experimentation. Testing actual employees was only inevitable.
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We needed to discuss what the next step should be: create a standardized process for choosing SCP-4514 test subjects, offer this service to the public, etc.
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In the end, as you can tell, we returned to our core principles as an organization. The world has forced us to redefine the status quo, but it is not our job to change it back. No matter how much we want to be at eternal peace, normalcy dictates that we can never achieve it.
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Officially, you are hereby removed from the SCP-4514 project.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-490 is to be maintained in Storage Garage 17-Golf. Garage 17-Golf has been heavily soundproofed, its door replaced with a soundproofed door with an interior code-lock. SCP-490 is to have all four wheels disabled through standard parking boots and is to be kept chained at all times to four molybdenum eyebolts, sunk a minimum of three (3) meters into a solid concrete floor.
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Description: SCP-490 is an ice cream truck dating to the 1960s constructed by ████. It seems to be mechanically standard except for the audio system, which does not respond to operators, though it appears to be in working order. The key to the vehicle is fastened in the ignition and cannot be extracted by any means. SCP-490 can be driven (fueled by a diesel engine originally made for the truck) and functions properly in all ways compared to other vehicles of the same model.
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Between 2 to 5 AM local time, SCP-490 will operate itself, and drive at a low speed in a random circuit through local roadways. At this time it will function as if in peak condition, while playing a tune from its speakers. The tune has not been identified, but resembles music played on non-anomalous trucks of the same make. However, the tune never loops, and no portions can be identified as of yet. Recorded portions do not carry the anomalous effect.
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Any individual who hears the music will start advancing towards the vehicle, ignoring any instructions to stop. Upon reaching the vehicle, the back doors to the truck will open and the person will step inside with the doors closing behind him/her. The doors become sealed, impossible to open by regular means, and if tampered with [DATA EXPUNGED].
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If there are multiple subjects affected then each will line up and wait for the doors to open again, or until the 3-hour window has elapsed. Subjects outside the vehicle when time elapses will wander away in apparent confusion; when interviewed, they appear to have no memory of the event. After 5 AM, SCP-490 will lose its abnormal ability and the back doors can be opened. Any person(s) that entered into the truck during the time that the music was playing will have vanished.
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A Popsicle composed out of basic sugars and human blood. A product of SCP-490. Photo by Agent Stephanie Shih.
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The freezers will have been stocked with frozen treats. Though the treats will contain traditional flavors (Chocolate, Strawberry, Vanilla), the wrapper advertises a surprise flavor. The "Super Surprise Flavor!" stated is human flesh incorporated into the product, which DNA testing has proven to be that of the subject(s) who entered the vehicle and subsequently vanished.
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Discovered in ██████, Massachusetts, SCP-490 was located in the parking lot of a bank, from which it was then towed to an impound yard. The object had a parking boot attached to it and therefore could not escape. Shortly after the disappearances of several residents from the nearby trailer park, a team of Foundation agents were sent in to investigate. Discovering the truck and its contents the team paid the fine for it and drove it to Site-17. During the trip, it activated, causing the death of all team members except for Agent ██████, who was driving the team's vehicle and realized what was causing his teammates to become entranced. Protocol A-████ was initiated and several more agents equipped with ear protection arrived. SCP-490 showed aggression, and when blocked by several Foundation vehicles started ramming into them and the Agents trying to capture it. After one (1) hour and forty three (43) minutes of chasing SCP-490 through back roads it deactivated and was moved to Site-██ on a flatbed truck.
Special Containment Procedures: All copies of the Principles of the Below containing SCP-4942-1 have been accounted for. All copies held by the Foundation are being stored in the Site-36 Library Restricted Zone. Approval to any copy is to be granted from the desk of the SCP-4942 HMCL Director.
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A Foundation-operated web-analysis bot (I/O-SAURON) is to monitor occult communities for mentions of SCP-4942-1, in any form. Should any mentions be found, they are to be reviewed and removed from the hosting website. If they are determined to need further invention, MTF χ-7 (Caledfwlch Red) is to be deployed to the location of the poster.
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No attempts to perform SCP-4942-1 are to be made.
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Description: SCP-4942-1 is a lengthy thaumaturgic ritual that summons and binds SCP-4942-2 — a specific Tier-Aleph tartarean entity — to a practitioner. SCP-4942-1 was originally documented in Principles of the Below, an 16th century manuscript on the occult.
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The initial printing of Principles of the Below was highly restricted, as the contents of the book were considered heretical and illegal at the time. This view did not result from the presence of SCP-4942-1 in particular but was generally informed by the work as a whole. As a result, only two hundred copies of the book were published.
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Between the publishing of Principles of the Below and the present day, the majority of copies were lost. At present, only forty-two are known to exist. Thirty-four are owned by the Foundation; one is owned by Marshall, Carter & Dark; three are owned by The United Church of Satan, Scientist; four are owned by The Holy Order of Knights Templar, Reformed. All external agencies have agreed to not sell a copy or attempt SCP-4942-1.
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In comparison to other similar rituals, SCP-4942-1 is highly unusual. SCP-4942-1 is primarily characterized as distinct by a combination of three factors: highly atypical and unusually demanding components, extreme length, and intense complexity.
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The components used to perform SCP-4942-1 are dramatically more outlandish and resource intensive than similar rituals. SCP-4942-1 requires a complete hecatomb,1 the destruction of a year's salary in physical currency, and wheat harvested between the hours of 1443 and 1457 local time, on the spring equinox.2
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SCP-4942-1 takes one week of constant activity in order to perform correctly. This time is primarily occupied in the form of ritual chanting, which must be performed continuously from beginning to end. The ritual requires at least thirteen active participants, each of which must perform specific tasks at precise times during the one week period. Many of these tasks require demanding accuracy in a small time frame, such as lighting sixty candles in specific sequence in ninety seconds.
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If performed correctly, with a maximum degree of error of 3%, SCP-4942-2 will manifest in the chalk ritual circle, and be bound to obey the demands of the lead practitioner.
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SCP-4942-2 is a Tier-Aleph3 tartarean entity summoned by SCP-4942-1. SCP-4942-2 is roughly humanoid, standing approximately one meter tall. SCP-4942-2 displays varied traits from a number of mammalian, avian and reptilian features, including horns and wings.
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Beyond its origin, SCP-4942-2 does not possess anomalous capabilities.
This document describes an anomaly that was recently involved in a high-profile incident. Familiarity with Incident RED REVOLVER is recommended to proceed.
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SCP-5025-1
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SCP-5025-2
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Item #: SCP-5025-EX
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Object Class: Humanoid/Artifact
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Containment Class: Explained
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5025-1's cadaver is stored in the Cryogenic Biovault at Site-17. Personnel requesting access to SCP-5025-1 must receive approval from the site head and all actions involving SCP-5025-1 must be supervised by at least two site personnel. In addition, access to SCP-5025-1 will be recorded in the personnel's permanent record.
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SCP-5025-2 has been disassembled and its components split between three separate Safe-class lockers. Reassembly is forbidden.
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Description: SCP-5025 is the collective designation for two anomalies associated with the Foundation Elimination Coalition, an alliance of several Groups of Interest united under the common goal of destroying the Foundation.
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SCP-5025-1 is General George Bowe, the former Foundation liaison to the U.S. Military. In the late ████'s, Bowe presided over the MTF Omega-7 ("Pandora's Box") project. Prior to his "death" in ████, Bowe somehow attained an anomalous immunity to death. He became the primary figure behind the Foundation Elimination Coalition in late 2020.
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SCP-5025-2 is an anomalous mechanical device created by SCP-5025-1's scientific personnel. Details of SCP-5025-2's internal functions are unclear. However, it is known that SCP-5025-2 is capable of killing a wide variety of living entities. A demonstration of SCP-5025-2's usage has yet to occur. The design of SCP-5025-2 is believed to be based on that of "Cimmerian Boxes",1 several prototypes of which were stored at Site-19.
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History: SCP-5025-1 resurfaced at some point in late 2020. He contacted the Chaos Insurgency and used its influence as a catalyst to form the Foundation Elimination Coalition. Using the combined forces of the Chaos Insurgency, the Church of the Broken God, the Church of the Scarlet King, and numerous other Persons of Interest, the Foundation Elimination Coalition was able to capture Site-19.
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By November 2020, the Foundation Elimination Coalition had secured a sizable portion of Foundation sites in the West coast of the United States, as well as several others worldwide. At this point, efforts to halt Bowe's campaigns began, and Foundation sites that had previously been captured by Bowe were undergoing liberation.
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In response to this, SCP-5025-1 began constructing SCP-5025-2.
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Addendum 01: Recovered Communications
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The following audio log was intercepted by Foundation undercover agents at Site-19, between SCP-5025-1's office and an unknown party.
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<Begin Log>
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UNKNOWN: Your clock is ticking, Bowe.
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SCP-5025-1: Getting these people in order is more taxing than it might appear. I've spent all my time keeping the coalition from falling apart.
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UNKNOWN: I believe our deal involved you being able to retain control.
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SCP-5025-1: It was nearly impossible for it to even get off the ground. Given how many ideologies we're combining here, it's a miracle I've been able to keep things together. The 093 entity left for another dimension after we took Site-20. It wouldn't even listen to me after it saw the Site fall; apparently, that wasn't the reason why it was fighting. Even your men are still deserting by the dozens; I think they work best alone, to be honest. They're not the right people for the job.
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UNKNOWN: My sources say the Foundation is planning to take back Site-19. I don't think I have to say that if 19 falls, so does the coalition. I'd rather this not all be in vain. I'd like to know: what are you going to do?
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<Two gunshots ring out. Bowe screams in pain.>
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UNKNOWN: Bowe? Are you alright?
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<After some time, another gunshot rings out.>
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SCP-5025-1: Yes, just a minor annoyance. Assassins, and all. I think I'm going to try the plan we originally discussed.
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UNKNOWN: The initial plan, after all this war? That sounds wasteful.
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SCP-5025-1: I've been digging around in the lower levels here, and I found a device. It has Cimmerian's name on it. With some modification, I think we could make a pretty convincing god-killer.
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UNKNOWN: I'll trust you on this one, Bowe. Don't let us down.
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SCP-5025-1: I understand.
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<End Log>
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Addendum 02: Infiltration of Site-19
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MEETING OF THE SITE DIRECTORS EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE OF THE WHOLE
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<Begin Log>
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Dir. Light: Let's talk about Site-19. We've stopped Bowe's advances for now, but I think we all know he's planning something. There are some energy signatures coming from Site-19 that scream "suspicious." The faster we can stop him, the better. Dr. Moose had an idea that she would like to present.
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Dr. Moose: Thank you, Light. First of all, our attempts to retake Site-19 by force have failed. Site-19 is simply too well-fortified at this point for us to take it without irreversibly destroying it. Why did the assassins fail, again?
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Colonel James: We've recovered footage, for what it's worth. Our best assassin sneaks in and shoots Bowe in the head. He falls down, he's a goner. He takes pictures and starts making the report. Two minutes later, Bowe comes back to life and shoots him back. Like the gunshot barely even bothered him.
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Dr. Moose: That's troubling.
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Colonel James: I know. He barely leaves his bunker in Site-19, anyways. That means the only option here is brute force.
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Dr. Moose: That segues nicely into my idea. Dr. Dan, could you please throw a cream pie in my face?
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Colonel James: I beg your pardon?
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Dir. Light: Moose, we don't have time for this. Just tell us what's going on.
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Dr. Moose: After the unpleasantness in 2009, I elected to be the one to hold onto SCP-050. Its actions in my office have been annoying, but tolerable. I haven't had a true office since I was routed from Site-19. Therefore, SCP-050 is still residing in Site-19, in "my" office.
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Dr. Moose: It hasn't seen a prank in years. If someone were to prank me sufficiently, SCP-050 would relocate to their office. Then, if I were to prank them back, it would relocate to my office. If we were to attach, say, an EMP charge to SCP-050, it would transport it into Site-19. We could disable Site-19's defenses for a sizable amount of time.
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Dr. Dan [REDACTED]: Also, this was partially my idea. Just wanted to get that out there.
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Dir. Light: That sounds overcomplicated. Why don't we just have an agent plant the charge? We already have people undercover there.
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Coordinating Agent Samson: No, we don't.
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Dir. Light: I beg your pardon?
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Coordinating Agent Samson: Bowe got ahold of some variant of SCP-2140, and he's plastered it all over the Site. All of my men stopped responding to radio a week ago. The signs of retroconversion were obvious.
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Dir. Light: Are you sure we haven't been compromised, then?
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<Dr. Dan [REDACTED] motions towards a whiteboard in the center of the room, containing several pro-Foundation affirmations.>
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Rsr. Mulciber: The Counterconceptual Division is working on a way around that. We already have a computer that can analyze a scene and determine if it contains an instance of SCP-2140-1 in under half a millisecond. This is much faster than past models of this kind.
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Dr. Dan [REDACTED]: For the record, I did that on purpose.
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Rsr. Mulciber: I don't even want to consider the ethical ramifications.
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Dr. Moose: Okay, so we've delivered an EMP charge into Site-19. Everything's knocked out. What happens next? It's not like we can just get a sniper to kill Bowe.
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Dir. Light: We don't have to kill him. What if we just capture him, and put him in a containment cell somewhere?
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Dr. Moose: Sounds right.
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Dir. Light: Once the EMP goes off, we can send in Alpha-9. Iris and Alexei are ready at a moment's notice. We've also been priming SCP-5031 for a mission like this.
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Dr. Moose: Hold on a minute. Sorry, we're moving too far ahead. We're forgetting something.
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Dir. Light: What's that?
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<Dr. Moose puts her briefcase on the table and opens it. Inside it is a cream pie.>
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<End Log>
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Addendum 03: Operation OPERA-CLONE
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<Begin Log>
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<Recovered footage from a camera inside Dr. Moose's former office, now SCP-5025-1's office. SCP-5025-1 is inside, communicating with someone through the computer.>
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<Suddenly, SCP-050 manifests on SCP-5025-1's desk, carrying an EMP charge. SCP-5025-1 yells in shock, and picks up SCP-050. The camera goes offline after the EMP detonates.>
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<End Log>
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Addendum 04: Recorded Conversation
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<Begin Log>
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<Footage from a video camera belonging to A9-3. The sounds of gunfire can be heard echoing throughout the site, as MTF Alpha-9 ("New Hope") is assaulting on-site forces. Most enemies are fleeing instead of fighting. While walking down a hallway, A9-8 motions towards the wall.>
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A9-8: There's something hiding in that wall panel.
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SCP-2273: It could be a prisoner. Let's not blow it up just yet.
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A9-6: Go peel it open, Alexei.
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SCP-2273: Why can't we have SCP-5031 do it? Isn't he immune to explosions?
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A9-8: We're not going to use SCP-5031 to defuse bombs.
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SCP-2273: Oh, but you're going to use me? I'm mortal, you know. I'll kick the bucket and die eventually. "Eventually" could be in an explosion.
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A9-8: Alright, fine. <To SCP-5031.> Wall. Open.
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<SCP-5031 emits a chirp as MTF Alpha-9 closes their eyes. It slices open the wall, but disappears from reality after a scream is heard.>
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Dr. Crow: Augh! Don't kill me, don't kill me! I'll tell you everything I know! I just want to live!
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A9-8: Kain Pathos Crow? Is that you?
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Dr. Crow: Wait. You're Alpha-9, aren't you? Thank God.
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SCP-2273: What are you doing here?
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<An explosion rings through the halls from the fight above.>
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Dr. Crow: What do you mean? At Site-19, or in the walls?
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A9-8: To be honest, I'm curious about both.
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Dr. Crow: When Bowe showed up, I figured that the best place to hide was under his nose. That way, I could be a spy, and siphon information for High Command.
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A9-8: We haven't heard from you since Site-19 went under. Everyone just assumed you crawled in a hole and expired.
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Dr. Crow: Yeah, my balls dropped about an hour in. Oh well. I've been storing food in the walls in case we ever needed to bug out, so I've been fine. I even have a GameBoy back here. You wouldn't believe what level my Pokemon are.
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A9-8: I don't care. One of my guys will escort you back to the base camp.
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Dr. Crow: Wait a minute. Who's in charge of this whole operation?
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A9-8: Samson and Light are running the whole shebang.
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Dr. Crow: Can you set up a radio with them? I need to tell them something.
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A9-8: I'll try.
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<Extraneous information redacted.>
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Dir. Light: So you've just been hiding this whole time?
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Dr. Crow: Call off the attack. Bowe has a secret weapon.
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Dir. Light: That he's immortal? We already know. That's why we sent New Hope: we're hoping we can capture him.
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Dr. Crow: Not that. He and his team of scientists are working on some kind of god-killer gun. From what I've overheard, it's supposed to be able to kill anything. Just shoots a beam and, whoops, you're eliminated from the universe.
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Dir. Light: So? We surprise him. He won't be able to fire the gun at all.
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Dr. Crow: You don't understand. There's a little bit of context here.
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<The conversation is interrupted by a Gearrender rounding the corner and seeing Alpha-9. A9-2 fires two rockets at the Gearrender, destroying it.>
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Coordinating Agent Samson: Come on, tell us.
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Dr. Crow: The entire coalition is held together with duct tape and jizz at this stage. The two churches are at each other's throats constantly. Even the CI folk are walking. How much resistance is there in capturing this place? I have to imagine there isn't much.
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Coordinating Agent Samson: How do you know all this?
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Dr. Crow: I've had nothing to do for the past four months but play Pokemon and listen to people.
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Dir. Light: How does the god-killer factor into this?
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Dr. Crow: I don't think Bowe is going for domination anymore. He's trying to aim for the throat. I'm not too keen on anomalous theory nowadays, but I remember that a lot of it comes from Apex-tier Pluripotent entities. Gods: Mekhane, Yogurtbreath, et cetera. Bowe wants to kill them. He think it'll cause the anomalous to cease to exist.
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Dir. Light: Won't that cause reality to cease to exist too?
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Dr. Crow: Hell if I know, not my field. He's going to hold them hostage. I don't know what he wants, but I don't think it's gonna end up pretty.
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Coordinating Agent Samson: Let him do it. If nothing's anomalous anymore, that'd make my day. Actually, that'd make the rest of my life.
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Dir. Light: Where is Bowe now?
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Coordinating Agent Samson: He's getting together an escort to take him out of the site. He's in the North Wing of the Clef Building.
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A9-8: Great, we'll be there. We'll try to swipe the device off his hands before he can activate it.
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SCP-2273: Bowe's bluffing. This all sounds ridiculous. He's going to kill the gods? And that somehow makes everything anomalous stop being anomalous? It's absurd!
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A9-8: Either way, we should still probably stop him. A9-5, can you take Crow back to the base?
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Dr. Crow: Wait, give me a second to grab my GameBoy. Djoric's not going to believe that I caught a shiny Latios.
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Dir. Light: Dr. Djoric's been retired for years, Crow.
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Dr. Crow: Really? Damn.
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<End Log>
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Addendum 05: Death of SCP-5025-1
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<Begin Log>
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<Footage is from a body camera held by A9-8. The detachment of MTF Alpha-9 ("New Hope") is standing outside of SCP-5025-1's chamber.>
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SCP-5025-1: You can come in now, by the way.
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<Silence.>
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SCP-2273:<Whispering> He's holding a box with a gun barrel on it. I can't see what's inside. It's covered with lead, or something else that's dense.
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SCP-5025-1: …alternatively, you don't come in. That's fine. It's not like it makes much of a difference anyways.
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A9-7: What's he talking about?
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A9-4: His weapon, maybe?
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SCP-5025-1: The gun I hold in my hand can kill anything. That's what Cimmerian's intentions were, weren't they? One shot fells the strongest man, or the most powerful god. One shot can even kill me.
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<SCP-5025-1 erupts into a sudden fit of laughter.>
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SCP-5025-1: Oh, hell, what am I saying? I'm not a god. I'm barely even a man at this point. I'm a ghost! I'm a god damned ghost!
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A9-8: I think he's bonkers.
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<A9-8 rounds the corner and faces SCP-5025-1.>
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A9-8: Put down the weapon, Bowe. You're surrounded. There's nowhere for you to go.
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SCP-5025-1: You know what? You're completely right. I'm trapped here. My only options are surrender, or go out shooting. I'm not about to say I'm not a good shot, but there's no way I can shoot my way out of this.
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<SCP-5025-1 enters a coughing fit. He doubles over, still holding SCP-5025-2.>
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SCP-5025-1: In fact, there's no way I'm making it out of this alive. The Foundation's going to string up my body like a trophy. You're going to kill me. The Foundation wins again, just like it's won for the past fifty years. Woop-de-doo!
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A9-8: We have orders to capture you alive. Put the device down.
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SCP-5025-1: Oh ho ho! You're going to leave me alive? Best joke I've heard all day. I've gotten everything I've wanted, actually. I'd bet an arm and a leg that High Command already knows that. Sooner or later, they're going to kill me.
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<SCP-5025-1 laughs.>
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SCP-5025-1: They're going to kill me. There's a special level of Hell for people like me, I think. My gut's telling me there's only one way out of there. I'm not giving you the catharsis of finding out.
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<SCP-5025-1 points SCP-5025-2 up at his head and fires. His head explodes into viscera and his body collapses.>
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A9-8: Shit! Director Light, Bowe shot himself. Should we still take his body?
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Dir. Light: Yes. He's going to come back to life.
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A9-8: Ten-four. Five, seven, take his body. I'll grab the Cimmerian Box. Let's get out of here.
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<End Log>
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Closing Statement: SCP-5025-1 was not resurrected after the incident. SCP-5025-2 was secured and brought to Site-31. After SCP-5025-1's death, most Foundation Elimination Coalition troops were routed from the Site, and it was recaptured by the Foundation.
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Although the Foundation Elimination Coalition was dissolved, isolated sects still continue to operate. Missions are being mounted to eliminate these sects. Involved Groups of Interest have generally disassociated from eachother. SCP-5025 has been reclassified as Safe.
The lab results came back negative. There's nothing anomalous about SCP-5025-2. We've tested it on some choice entities. Then we tested it on ordinary D-class personnel wearing Kevlar vests. Then we disassembled it. SCP-5025-2 appears to be nothing except for an ordinary gun, if not greater in size and more impractical.
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We've also taken a look at the cadaver. It's completely clean. None of the tell-tale signs that his biology was changed. There could always be something we missed; for the most part, it seems to confirm that he was never immortal.
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You know the forest behind Site-89, where Bowe was originally buried? We found the grave. There were enough water bottles in there to last for decades, maybe even centuries. One of the agents taste-tested it; it's definitely SCP-006.
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RAISA spent years making sure Bowe's influence on the database was completely gone. Now, everyone in the Foundation knows who Bowe is and what he wanted. I personally think we made a mistake in overplaying the "immortal" aspect of it; especially given the recent insurgencies we've been seeing.
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Our next move should probably be some kind of rebasing of the database. We need to get Bowe's blood out of the Foundation's veins as soon as we can. Please get back to me ASAP.
See my Author Page for more information. If you like reading my stuff, consider checking out my YouTube Channel for SCP-inspired animations, among other things.
Filename: bowe.jpg
+Title: LTG Austin Miller Official DA Photo
+Author: Department of the Army Official Officer Record Brief Photo/notgull
+License: Public Domain
+Source:Wikimedia Commons
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+Title: Brownie camera avec son viseur
+Author: Deveycx
+License: CC BY-SA 3.0
+Source:Wikimedia Commons
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+Due to the ongoing Sarkic threat, the former access point to SCP-5038 has been permanently sealed. Multiple Class II Bonfield-Carizza field detectors have been planted throughout the French Quarter in order to detect any additional appearances of SCP-5038 instances.
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MTF Beta-2 ("Bayou Boys") and the Xi-8 ("The Last To Fall") Beta Company have been stationed at Provisional Site FQ-1 in order to respond to any excursion of Sarkic forces from within LoI-504 ("La Rue Macabre").
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In the event of an appearance of a new instance of SCP-5038, both teams should be immediately mobilized to respond to the potential threat, but initial contact should be made by Beta-2. Xi-8 is to engage Sarkic or Darkwater Lodge-affiliated entities only.
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Description
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Current SCP-5038 Access Point
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SCP-5038 is a Class-31 Way located in the French Quarter of New Orleans, LA.
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Originally accessed by following a complex series of walking patterns near Jackson Square, the primary access point has been rendered inaccessible via the use of four Class-6 Scranton Reality Anchors.
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Due to the actions of PoI-504-L ("Papa Legba") during Incident 5038.inc.01, SCP-5038 can now be accessed from the doorway to a closed costume shop at 722 Dumaine St. This doorway has been designated SCP-5038-1, and access to SCP-5038 in this manner is limited to members of MTF Beta-2.
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While this is currently the only known access point to SCP-5038, PoI-504-L can alter the location of SCP-5038-1 at will, and multiple instances may exist at a given time.
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Attached Addenda
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Discovery
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+SCP-5038 was initially theorized to exist in 1967 by several high-ranking individuals within GoI-0007 ("Global Occult Coalition") to explain the unusually high numbers of high-profile "Threat Entities" in the Greater New Orleans area. Reports of significant anomalous activity in the area continued to persist despite heavy GoI-0007 presence in and around Orleans Parish.
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This theory was independently confirmed by the Foundation in 1982, due to the events surrounding the acquisition and eventual release of SCP-4421. In the years since, the Foundation had developed a fairly "hands off" approach to dealing with the leadership of LoI-504 and the entities that reside there.
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This practice was initially beneficial to both the Foundation and LoI-504. The existence of the La Rue Macabre free port provided a place for anomalous entities to exist and operate in a place where they would not be a threat to the Veil or global normalcy. While the Foundation was not exactly forbidden from accessing LoI-504, the Leadership of LoI-504 made it clear that Foundation operatives would not be welcome in Rue Macabre. A notable exception to this were members of MTF Beta-2 and the late Dr. Isabelle Beaumont.
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What precipitated the drastic change in relations between the Foundation and LoI-504 is currently unknown, but Foundation operatives are no longer welcome in LoI-504.
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Additional Research
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+On November 3, 2019, a four-person Beta-2 team was on patrol within LoI-504 under the pretense of being on leave. As the nature of the SCP-5038 access prevented the team from streaming uplink data directly to SCiPNet, the absence of a new log from their patrol was not noted until the following morning.
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When the team failed to check in to their assigned duty post the following day, Foundation .aic Humberto noted the discrepancy and the Site-932 Site Director was notified. An additional Beta-2 team was sent to investigate, but they were denied access to the primary SCP-5038 instance.
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A transcript of the additional team's encounter with PoI-504-L follows:
Date: 2019/11/04 @ 10:40
+Assigned MTF: Beta-2 ("Bayou Boys")
+Team Lead: Lieutenant Samuel Broussard
+Operatives: Corporal Francine LePic, Private Tim "Bones" Fontenot, & Private Lamar Bergeron
+Foreword:The team was in the process of completing the maneuvers necessary to access SCP-5038 when they were approached by PoI-504-L. Video feed is from Lt. Broussard's chest-mounted body camera.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Cpl. Francine LePic: L-T. It's Legba.
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[She points, and Broussard turns. The feed shows an elderly Black man carrying an ornate wooden cane walking towards them on the street. The team stops, and Broussard steps forward, hand extended.]
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Legba:[Shaking the offered hand.] Hello, Boys. Ya'll knows I ain't the best at bringin' foul tidin's, but La Rue is closed.
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Lt. Samuel Broussard: Excuse me? I, uh, didn't realize that that was a thing.
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Legba: Well, 'twasn't in the past, prolly won't be in the future neither. But, for now, ya'll ain't welcome.
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Broussard: Mr. Legba, we had a deal, an arrange-
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Legba: Dontcha' be remindin' me of my agreements, Sammy-boy. I was makin' pacts with folk afore even yer grandpappy's grandpappy was pickin' oysters outta Pontchartrain. I knows what's the deal, and that deal's ain't a thing no more.
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Broussard: Ah. I see. If this is in response to something Sergeant Cormier did-
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Legba: This ain't got nothin' to do with yer poorly-hid spies, Samuel. We was willin' to turn a blind eye to you sendin' yer bully-boys, as long as they was Bayou Boys an' they behaved they selfs. Aristide3[he spits to the side], he done stumbled on somethin' he shouldn'tve. Now he ain't around no more, and La Rue's closed. Y'all best be headin' back up that-aways, 'cause y'all ain't gettin' in here today.
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Broussard: What do you mean, 'He ain't around no more'?
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Legba: Mamma Broussard din't raise no fool, Samuel. You be knowin' what I mean. Now, git. I gots more pressin' shit I gots to be dealin' with.
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[END LOG]
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Afterword:PoI-504-L tapped his cane on the flagstones, and the team was transported to the center of Jackson Square. All further attempts to access SCP-5038 in the previously prescribed manner have failed.
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2019/11/12 Update - Incident 5038.inc.01:
+Four days after this encounter, the Bonfield-Carizza detector planted at the intersection of Bourbon and Dumaine streets activated, indicating the presence of both Akiva radiation and corresponding fluctuations in the local Hume field. A Beta-2 field team was able to respond within 20 minutes.
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They arrived to find the heavily disfigured remains of a former Beta-2 operative, later identified as Sergeant Aristide Cormier. Three additional combat harnesses with intact audio/visual recording equipment were also recovered from the scene.
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There were no known witnesses to the recovery, though Humberto.aic has been tasked with trawling the information/entertainment networks and social media for any references to the incident.
Date: 2019/10/30
+Assigned MTF: Beta-2 ("Bayou Boys")
+Team Lead: Sergeant Aristide Cormier
+Operatives: Corporal Charlie LePic, Private Tomas Estrada, & Private Eliazar Blaine
+Foreword:The majority of this transcript has been omitted for brevity. The omitted portions contained what appeared to be a standard patrol of LoI-504 with no incidents of note. Near the end of the patrol, Sergeant Cormier decided to check on the meeting area known as La Pavillon, a common place to find the various leaders of LoI-504 "holding court". This record starts as the team approaches La Pavillon and the video feed is from Sergeant Cormier's body camera.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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[The street leading to La Pavillon is clear of crowds, with most of the city in attendance at the pre-Halloween festivities in Market Square. Blaine is in the lead with Cormier following several steps behind. After a few minutes of walking, the large wooden structure of La Pavillon comes into view.]
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Pvt Tomas Estrada: Any of you ever been here when the Circus is in town? Those fuckers may be weird, but they put on one helluva show.
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Pvt Eliazar Blaine: They were here a few months ago. I'm surprised they aren't here for Halloween. I remember reading that they're usually front-and-center.
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Estrada: Maybe Fuller found someplace else to spook for All Hallows.
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[Cormier taps Blaine on the shoulder and stops, stepping off to the side and out of direct line of sight from La Pavillon.]
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Sgt. Aristide Cormier: Hey, any of you know who is up there with Joe and the Fontaynes? Shit, I think that's all the Bigs up there. Didn't we see Nancy down at Market Square?
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Blaine: Yeah, but who the fuck knows how the Bigs move around La Rue. I just assume that Joe is everywhere, all the time. Makes sense that Nancy and the others can do that shit too.
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Estrada: Shhh. I'm setting up the boom, see if I can pick up some audio.
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[The following audio was retrieved from Estrada's A/V equipment.]
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Cotton-Eye Joe: -and you think we're just going to be ok with you setting up shop here?
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Unknown Individual: We're already here, Joe. Have been for a long time now.
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Joe: No. Enitan and Enu were here. You're somethin' else. At least before, you stayed in the basement of the Big House.
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Unknown: We have always been, even when we were Enitan and Enu. You should've known that.
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Joe: This is a big difference, Naman. Enitan and Enu didn't murder every white man they happened to come across. We play nice here, those are the rules.
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Scratch: Please. Those are just stories-
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Joe: Not all of them are stories, Demon. Don't forget, I was there.
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Legba: So was I. Precious few of those white folk that weren't deservin' of what Naman done to 'em. Me 'n Nancy done similar, more'n once.
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Joe: That was your right, Legba. Those were your people. There were never any Darkwater folk slave to the Plantations. Plus, there's a big difference between a slave uprising and a Sarkic-
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Naman: That's where you're wrong, Joe. The Ämärangnä were slaves long before the Africans. We've just been following the path laid before us by the Ozi̮rmok. We free everyone who is slave, that is central Nälmäsäksasa, the Holy Word.
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Joe:[a deep sigh] Fine. But I'll not allow chaos in the streets of La Rue. Make nice with the Mekhanics.
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Naman: Bumaro and the Church are just as bad as any fucking slaver, Swamp God. They enslave through indoctrination and modification. I doubt Jackal has any love left for them. All who would force slavery and death on the unwilling will fall. That includes the Jailers and their tools.
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[A loud wash of electronic noise forces Estrada to violently remove his earpiece and the recording from his equipment ends here. The remainder of this log is from Cormier's equipment.]
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Estrada: Fuck. They know we're here.
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Cormier: I heard. Out, double-time. We gotta warn-
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[His words are interrupted by a wet gurgling sound over the communication channel and the view shifts wildly as Cormier spins to watch a large growth appear on LePic's neck. Within seconds the growth has doubled in size and sprouted tendrils that wrap themselves around LePic's face, digging into his mouth, nose, and ears.]
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Blaine: What the fuck is th-
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[Cormier draws his sidearm and discharges it twice, putting two projectiles into LePic's forehead.]
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Cormier: No time. We are getting the fuck out of here now. Let's go people!
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[He begins to run mid-sentence, sprinting away from La Pavillon and towards the egress point from LoI-504. He gets half a block before a cloaked figure drops from above to land on the pavement in front of him. He changes his charge, trying to dodge around the obstacle, but the figure raises a cloth covered arm, and a bone spike shoots out to impale Cormier to the left of the camera.]
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Naman: You shouldn't have been here. It wasn't in the plan to kill any Jailers tonight, but if we must, we must.
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[The camera angle shifts abruptly as Cormier is jerked into the air, and the bodies of Estrada and Blaine come into view, also impaled upon bone spurs jutting from the figure. Blaine is shrieking incoherently onto the communication channel, blocking out all other transmissions.
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Cormier attempts to pull himself off the impaling spike, his hands grasping ineffectually at the wrist-sized bone appendage jutting in front of the camera. A large volume of blood can be seen sliding down towards his hands from the wound in his chest.]
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Naman: No. Not yet. We need to learn what you know.
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[The blood appears to instantly soak into the bone, and Cormier lets out a scream that can be heard over the frantic shouts from Estrada before going limp.]
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[END CORMIER LOG]
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[The final recording of note comes from LePic's recording device. While the three other devices were disabled shortly after their bearers were apprehended by Naman, LePic's continued recording for several minutes.]
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Legba: Fuck. This ain't how I was hopin' this'd go down, but that's how 'tis, I guess.
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[PoI-504-L comes into view, looking down at LePic's corpse. He sighs and shakes his head, looking directly into the camera.]
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Legba: Ain't nothin' I can do for yer Boys now, Nakada.4 I'll keep the rest out 'til I can make some sense of this mess. I'll get the others when I can, if'n I can. The others'll kin why I do this. We had ourselves a deal, an' I ain't fixin' to jus' end it on account o' some ancient motherfucker from the dawn o' time's say so.
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[The feed cuts out, only to come back on after what is assumed to be several days. This time, PoI-504-L is holding the rig up to his face, and the door to SCP-5038-1 can be seen standing open behind him.]
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Legba: This is all I is gonna do. Our agreement's at an' end, Jailers. Things is changin', an' La Rue is keepin' out of it, mostly. Y'all come see me when this shit's over. We'll straighten' shit out then.
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Afterword:The video recording device was left on, and recorded PoI-504-L retreating back through SCP-5038-1. It recorded nothing else of note until it was retrieved by the Beta-2 response team.
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To: Dr. Judith Low, Department of History - Religious GoI Threat Analysis
+From: O5-12
+Date: 2019/11/12 @ 17:44
+Subject: Re:La Rue Macabre & the Darkwater Lodge
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Looks like your suspicions about Darkwater were correct. This lends credence to your entire proposal, and Overwatch has decided that we can no longer pass off the recent spate of Sarkic events as mere coincidence.
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I've taken the liberty of starting the wheels in motion to move forward with your proposal. Consider this notification that your clearance has been raised to L05/Dir and both MTF teams you requested have been transferred to your command. Please give me a list of requested project personnel soonest and I'll get Kofí working on all the transfer paperwork.
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The Xi-8 Beta company has been sent to New Orleans, though I desperately hope they wont be needed.
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From this point forward, the Kelipot Nogah Initiative is a go. May the cleansing of this impurity be less of a threat than the impurity itself.
Special Containment Procedures: All records detailing SCP-5101, including this document, are to be contained within three conceptual barriers hereafter referred to as Threshold Maya, Threshold Puimre and Threshold Yuf.
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Threshold Maya is a circular formation five meters in diameter, which surrounds Threshold Puimre, Threshold Yuf and all SCP-5101 documentation. Threshold Maya is to be composed from a mixture of industrial-grade chalk and fresh grain. These materials are to be replenished twice a week. No personnel are to visually observe Threshold Maya while it is being replenished under any circumstances.
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Threshold Puimre is a circular formation three meters in diameter, which surrounds Threshold Yuf and all SCP-5101 documentation. Threshold Puimre is to be composed from a mixture of pigeon blood and cement. These materials are to be replenished six times a month1. During replenishment, personnel are to ignore any demands posed by Threshold Puimre.
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Threshold Yuf is a circular formation one meter in diameter, which surrounds and contains all SCP-5101 documentation. Threshold Yuf is to be composed from a mixture of human spinal fluid and industrial-grade chalk. These materials are not to be replenished under any circumstances2. Once a month, a humanoid entity will appear on the border of Threshold Yuf and inform personnel of any adjustments that must be made to these containment procedures. These instructions are to be followed without question, and the entity is then to be executed using a gunshot to the head.
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Outside of the maintenance specified in these containment procedures, personnel are to make no physical contact with Threshold Maya, Threshold Puimre or Threshold Yuf.
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Description: SCP-5101 is a set of anomalous containment procedures which, when properly enacted:
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Prevent any entity within its boundaries from interfering with the outside world.
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Prevent any sentient entities in the outside world from interfering with that which is contained.
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Due to the lack of information on how SCP-5101 operates and the suspicious nature of its creation, it has been denied re-designation as Thaumiel and is instead currently being used to contain itself3.
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Addendum 5101-1 (Circumstances of Creation)
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SCP-5101 was created by Julius Green, a RAISA Containment Specialist4, under orders from the Overseer Council to develop procedures capable of containing a highly dangerous object or entity. Due to security concerns, the Foundation is not at liberty to further discuss this anomaly.
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However, the Overseer Council has declassified the following message exchange for use in tracking the development of SCP-5101.
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From: Attendant JL
+To: Julius Green
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FROM THE OFFICE OF O5-6
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Mr. Green, O5-6 has requisitioned your assistance with the containment of a classified anomaly. Further context is attached to this message. You are to drop all existing projects and focus all your efforts upon this task.
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Note that this anomaly is classified 'Pitch Black' in terms of information control. As a result, the following measures will be taken upon your completion of this task:
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You will undergo amnestic therapy to remove all memories of your work with the anomaly.
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You will be subject to additional cognito-agents designed to prevent you from reasoning what you have been doing during your missing portion of memory.
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You are expressly forbidden from discussing your work with any colleagues. If this directive is not followed, severe consequences will ensue including possible termination of language privileges.
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The anomaly you are working on will not be listed in any Foundation database, and you will not receive credit for your work.
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O5-6 awaits your agreement to these terms. Reply at your earliest convenience.
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From: Julius Green
+To: Attendant JL
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With all due respect, the information you've given me here is extremely limited, and I honestly can't see how I'm expected to draft up containment procedures when I don't have a full idea of what I'm containing. Quite frankly, the details you've given me access to aren't even enough to give it an Object Class.
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I understand the need for secrecy, but you need to give me more than this. I didn't manage to lock those other threats up with a blindfold on.
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From: Attendant JL
+To: Julius Green
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FROM THE OFFICE OF O5-6
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Negative. You have already agreed to this task as dictated by O5-6, and it will not accept delay. See that your work is complete in 7 days time.
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From: Julius Green
+To: Attendant JL
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That's being extremely unreasonable. If you want me to work under these conditions, I won't be able to produce anything of quality. Can I speak to your superior directly about this?
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From: Attendant JL
+To: Julius Green
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FROM THE OFFICE OF O5-6
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Negative. You have already agreed to this task as dictated by O5-6, and it will not accept delay. See that your work is complete in 6 days time.
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From: Attendant JL
+To: Julius Green
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FROM THE OFFICE OF O5-6
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Your deadline is approaching. See that your work is complete in 5 days time.
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From: Julius Green
+To: Attendant JL
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Yes, I understand that my deadline is approaching. I've started to consider the problem from a more general perspective - containment as a whole rather than containment for one specific thing, if that makes sense - but it takes a lot of focus, and quite frankly your constant reminders about the deadline isn't helping.
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I'd like to reqest [sic] that you cease these. Please rest assured, I'll have the procedures to you in time.
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From: Attendant JL
+To: Julius Green
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FROM THE OFFICE OF O5-6
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Negative. Your deadline is approaching. See that your work is complete in 4 days time. Otherwise, you will be subject to severe consequences.
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From: Attendant JL
+To: Julius Green
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FROM THE OFFICE OF O5-6
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Your deadline is approaching. In addition, the budget you have proposed is excessive and has thus been rejected. See that your work is complete in 3 days time.
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From: Julius Green
+To: Attendant JL
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STOP
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From: Julius Green
+To: Attendant JL
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I would like to sincerely apologize for my last email. I was running low on sleep and - while that's no excuse - it made me lash out when I saw your message. I
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From: Attendant JL
+To: Julius Green
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FROM THE OFFICE OF O5-6
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That's quite alright. Incidentally, your deadline is approaching. See that your work is complete in 2 days time. Otherwise, you will be subject to severe consequences including termination.
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From: Julius Green
+To: Attendant JL
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nEED MORE TIME [sic]
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From: Attendant JL
+To: Julius Green
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FROM THE OFFICE OF O5-6
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1 day left. If you delay further, we may be forced to question your loyalty to the Foundation and take the following action:
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Investigation into your prior assignments, and potential reversion of changes you have made to these containment procedures.
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Investigation and potential detainment of coworkers, family members and close friends who could be potential enemy contacts.
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Complete erasure of your personnel file from Foundation records.
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Complete erasure of your identity via use of amnestics.
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Termination.
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Note that - although several of these measures may already be underway - we would prefer not to be forced to execute these excessive procedures, and any actions taken will be reverted upon completion of your assignment.
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From: Julius Green
+To: Attendant JL
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see attached. see
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circles contain circles contain circles contain everything
+i would like my amnesiacs [sic] now pleas [sic] there's a circle in my skull
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On 28/01/2020, the corpse of Julius Green was found in his office at Site-22. Autopsy determined the cause of death to be spontaneous combustion of his brain matter. A copy of SCP-5101 had been sent to Attendant JL, and a second copy was present in written form on his desk.
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As Attendant JL had not yet been made aware of the situation and thus had no way of knowing of Mr. Green's death, an additional message was sent following the creation of SCP-5101:
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From: Attendant JL
+To: Julius Green
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FROM THE OFFICE OF O5-6
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We've received your files. Excellent work, Mr. Green. We always had the utmost faith. Get some rest.
Special Containment Procedures: The entire floor of SCP-5263 is to be cordoned off from the public. All civilians who have inhabited the premises of SCP-5263 within the past three years are to be quarantined at Site-65-J and observed for possible memetic hazards.
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The building in which SCP-5263 is located will have its access to the third floor restricted from members of the public. Elevator and stairwell access have been sealed off, with extra steel doors installed over the fire escapes and all windows boarded off from public view.
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The Chairman of Shobi Printing Private Limited, Mr. Myojo (henceforth designated PoI-5263), will be detained until further notice. Under no circumstances will he be allowed to interact with his former employees.
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Description: SCP-5263 refers to the headquarters and offices of Shobi Printing Pte. Ltd., which was a small municipal company voted in 2018 as "The Best Printing Company in Yokohama" by a local newspaper. At the time of containment, the company had over a hundred employees.
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During the official working hours of the company (listed as 0800 to 2200 hrs), SCP-5263 exhibits a memetic effect that regulates the emotional and physical well-being of its inhabitants, including extraneous feelings of joy or sadness, the morale of employees and general attitudes towards life, to the extent where an equilibrative state is always achieved after prolonged exposure.
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The effect appears to gradually wear off after employees leave the premises, making detection in the local populace difficult.
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LOG OF CC-TV-01, AUGUST 17TH 2019
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+Foreword: The audio in the subsequent logs has been translated from Japanese.
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[The timestamp reads 08:05:01].
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[Camera shows rows of desks and cabinets in a confined office space. At the forefront is a tiny carpeted space where about 30 employees are standing a metre apart, their arms outstretched to either side.]
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[At the front of the crowd is the Chairperson of the company, Mr. Myojo, dressed in a full office suit and tie.]
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Mr. Myojo: Everyone, together now! To the left!
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[The employees turn 90 degrees to the left in unison, stretching their arms and bodies forward, and bending at the waist.]
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Mr. Myojo: To the right!
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[The employees comply, but in the opposite direction.]
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Mr. Myojo: And back to the front! Thank you, everyone. We will now move on to morning announcements.
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[The employees merely stand and wait expectantly.]
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Mr. Myojo: Miyagi-san has been promoted to a Rank-S General Manager. Please give him your fullest support.
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[There is a smattering of polite applause from the employees.]
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Mr. Myojo: I am also pleased to announce that Miyamoto-san is now a father. His wife gave birth to a baby girl just last night.
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[There is a smattering of polite applause.]
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Mr. Myojo: Our sales figures have improved by 13% since last week. Because of our phenomenal performance, every employee will be entitled to an additional week of vacation leave this year. Congratulations!
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[There is a smattering of polite applause.]
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Mr. Myojo: Lastly, it is with sad news that I announce Minamoto-san's parents passed away last night. He is taking time off to compose himself, but let us give him our deepest condolences.
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[There is a smattering of polite applause.]
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Mr. Myojo: Remember, it is only by our combined sacrifice and efforts that we can achieve the greatest printing quality for our fellow citizens. It cannot be helped otherwise.
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Everyone: It cannot be helped otherwise.
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[The log ends as employees turn and head back to their desks.]
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[The timestamp reads 08:09:56].
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Afterword: CC-TV footage shows this morning segment reoccurring over the past three years, with only slight variations in the content of announcements.
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LOG OF CC-TV-02, AUGUST 18TH 2019
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[The camera is taken from a different angle within the office. Two employees are in the foreground, talking.]
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Employee 1: Congratulations on your success. You must be proud it's a girl.
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Employee 2: Thank you. Yes, I am very happy.
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Employee 1: Are you excited about being a father?
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Employee 2: Yes. I am very excited.
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Employee 2: You know, I have two children myself.
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Employee 1: How do you make time for your family at home?
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[Employee 2 shrugs.]
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Employee 2: Ah, it cannot be helped most of the time.
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Employee 1: (nods) It is hard for it to be helped most of the time.
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[There is a long silence as they stare at each other, before they return to their desks.]
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LOG OF CC-TV-03, AUGUST 20TH 2019
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[The camera is taken from another angle in the office, by the water cooler.
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Employee 3: How is Miki doing?
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Employee 4: I brought her to the vet yesterday.
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Employee 3: Is her condition serious?
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[Employee 4 takes a sip of coffee from her mug.]
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Employee 4: I think maybe my Miki might still be alive.
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Employee 3: I see. I guess it cannot be helped.
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[Employee 4 nods. There is a long silence as they stare at each other, before returning to their desks.]
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LOG OF CC-TV-01, AUGUST 22TH 2019
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+Foreword: On the morning of August 30th, a 7.6 magnitude earthquake struck the center of Yokohama City.
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[Employees are seen walking about the office as usual when the camera begins to vibrate.]
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[There is initial panic as employees begin heading towards the exits, whilst others climb under their desks for cover.]
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[A few seconds later, everyone freezes simultaneously, then begins returning to their daily tasks.]
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[The office furniture continues to shake violently, with paperwork falling off desks and the sprinkler system eventually going off, as employees continue using the photocopier and making polite chit-chat.]
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All: It cannot be helped.
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Discovery: On the morning of August 16, 2019, Mr. Minamoto, an employee of the company, was observed to have received a telephone call at his desk, informing him that his parents had passed away within minutes of one another.
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Mr. Minamoto was seen to be silent and calm, before bursting into tears. The rest of his colleagues turned to stare briefly before returning to their work. Mr. Minamoto quickly composed himself, appearing on camera to physically force himself up from his desk.
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He was then seen entering Mr. Myojo's office. Camera footage cut off for approximately three minutes and five seconds before Mr. Minamoto emerged composed and with a neutral expression on his face. He returned to his desk to resume his work.
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The following day, Mr. Minamoto was absent from all CC-TV footage. His body was later discovered hanging from the ceiling of his apartment, with a note left behind that read, "It cannot be helped."
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The CEO of the company, Mr. Myojo, was later apprehended by local law enforcement on the charges of "dereliction of duty" and violation of local labour laws. The Foundation continues to investigate if SCP-5263's effects have been localised or spread to other parts of the country.
Filename: nail.jpg
+Name: National Consumer Affairs Center of Japan (Kokusen), Tokyo Office, 2018.jpg
+Author: Whym
+License: CC BY-SA 3.0
+Source Link:Wikimedia Commons
SCP-5627-1 removed from SCP-5627-3 residence prior to incineration
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Item #: SCP-5627
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Object Class: Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: The 28 known extant colonies of Myrmica sabuleti1 are to be monitored monthly by a Class C Foundation myrmecologist. All efforts must be made to sustain these colonies as viable hosts for Phengaris arion2 larvae. If ant numbers fall below required levels then activities must be triggered to detect, remove and remediate any SCP-5627 anomalous parasitic phenomena. Access to colony location coordinates requires Level 2 clearance.
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Foundation staff involved in managing SCP-5627 should familiarise themselves with the parasitic lifecycle of the P. a. arion butterfly3.
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Description: SCP-5627 is the collective designation for anomalous parasitic phenomena pertaining to the P. a. arion butterfly species.
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SCP-5627-1 are anomalous P. a. arion larvae. They manifest when P. a. arion's brood-host colonies of M. sabuleti come under extreme survival pressure and are unable to sustain non-anomalous P. a. arion larvae. Example causes of colony collapse include over-intensive farming, chemical contamination, noise pollution and flooding. SCP-5627-1 parasitic behaviour, including SCP-5627-2 production, is a survival mechanism of last resort.
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SCP-5627-1 have pink bodies with brown heads and fine colourless bristles. Their segmental divisions are deeply incised, with a longitudinal dorsal furrow. During its 270 day larval period, with sufficient protein intake, an SCP-5627-1 grows from 3.0 mm in length to 50-60 cm with an average final mass of 4.0 kg. It then enters its pupal stage, forming a chrysalis. Thereafter growth ceases. Dissections of pupal SCP-5627-1 invariably find they have exceeded their maximum biologically viable size. No final butterfly forms of SCP-5627-1 have been observed.
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Analysis of SCP-5627-2, the milky-white saccharine liquid secreted by SCP-5627-1, has established traces of psychotropic and hallucinogenic compounds. Its mechanism of action merits further study. SCP-5627-2 has been detected in aerosol form up to a 200 m radius of an SCP-5627-1.
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SCP-5627-3 are humans under the influence of SCP-5627-2. SCP-5627-3s, exposed to SCP-5627-2 in its aerosol form, will perceive an SCP-5627-1 instance to be a person of great importance to them. Operating under this delusion they will introduce the instance into their home, where they will groom and feed it with whatever protein they can obtain over a period of months.
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SCP-5627-3 status can be determined from the following behaviours, all of which are consistent with ant-host functions under non-anomalous P. a. arion influence:
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Conveying an SCP-5627-1 instance to the SCP-5627-3's residence, storing the individual buccally or sub-lingually for safe transport, size-permitting.
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Installing SCP-5627-1 in the SCP-5627-3's sleeping accommodation.
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Orally and manually cleaning SCP-5627-1's bristles, segmental grooves and dorsal furrow throughout its larval growth phase.
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SCP-5627-1 Nutrition
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Feeding SCP-5627-1 with any procurable protein via mastication and oral-to-oral regurgitation.
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SCP-5627-3 Nutrition
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Ingesting SCP-5627-2 daily from SCP-5627-1's dorsal gland in increasing quantities as the larva grows.
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Perceiving SCP-5627-1 as the most critically "important" member of their family
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Prone to extreme anxiety and even violence (usually biting) if SCP-5627-1 is removed from the residence or threatened in any way.
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SCP-5627-3 will neglect all other non-survival-essential activities and relationships. Nutrients gained from ingesting SCP-5627-2 satisfy SCP-5627-3 calorific intake requirements.
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With support SCP-5627-3s are able to return to their normal behaviour patterns when the SCP-5627-1 is removed or dies.
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Addendum: SCP-5627-3 Interview Record
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Interviewed: SCP-5627-3 [Formerly and afterwards called Mabel Taylor, 45]
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Interviewer: Dr Stuart L. Goddard [Foundation myrmecologist]
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Foreword: This interview took place immediately post-removal of a deceased SCP-5627-1 pupa from the SCP-5627-3's bedroom, at its residence prior to administration of an amnestic. It was unclear how long the SCP-5627-1 had been dead.
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Interviewer: I know you're very distressed right now but it would be very helpful for us to understand what you've been going through.
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SCP-5627-3: I…I've lost her again haven't I?
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Interviewer: Her?
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SCP-5627-3: I can't believe she's gone. I would have done anything for her you know. I tried, I really did. But she was so hungry. All the time. I did my best didn't I? I gave her everything I could. Kept her nice and clean too.
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Interviewer: I'm sure you did Mabel. Now it would be incredibly useful for us to get an idea of exactly how much food you were giving it. Her.
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SCP-5627-3: Well I just fed her whenever she wanted it. Chicken, bacon, mince, you know, meat and all that. Prawns sometimes and curry as a treat. Boiled eggs were her favourite … she loved them. Especially when Mum chewed them up a bit for her. In the end I ran out of money though because I haven't been working for a while.
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Interviewer: Yes, and so what was she eating towards the end? When you couldn't go to the shops?
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SCP-5627-3: Anything I could get hold of really. She was just like my little Sarah. She'd chat to me just like Sarah used to. Sounded just like her. I lost Sarah ten years ago in a car accident, so I know it wasn't her really. After the accident I started going for walks up in the hills behind the village to get some headspace - you know up near where they had that heather fire? Only five years old when I lost her. Sorry, I’m rambling now.
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Interviewer: Do you live here alone Mabel? Is there anyone here you can rely on for support when we've left? I think you have a dog don't you? I can see some empty dog food cans over there.
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SCP-5627-3: He's out in the garden isn't he? I haven't seen him for a while … [coughs] I've got a really sore throat, sorry. I get terrible acid reflux these days. Can I have a glass of water please? I've got an awful taste at the back of my mouth.
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<End Log>
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Closing Statement: This SCP-5627-3's dog remains unaccounted for. A Class C amnestic was administered and the SCP-5627-3 made a full recovery. The nearby M. sabuleti colony was restored and added to the database for monitoring.
Special Containment Procedures: Due to the necessity of SCP-6009 for biological function, no containment procedure so far has been found to be successful, and is likely impossible and unnecessary. Containment procedure currently focuses on prevention of information leak regarding SCP-6009 and the 6009-Catena region.
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The microscopic size of SCP-6009 and lack of immediately noticeable anomalous traits makes it unlikely a civilian researcher would uncover the anomaly. Publications regarding genetics, epigenetics, microbiology, and neuroscience should be screened for papers pertaining to SCP-6009, under purview of the Nanobiomics Department whether to allow publication.
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Medical textbooks have been standardized to include the 6009-Catena region as protective tissue, which can be safely ignored. Because of this, it is unlikely a civilian physician or surgeon would be able to deduce the anomalous nature of 6009-Catena; however, medical journals and case reports of neurosurgery should still be screened for mentions of 6009-Catena or SCP-6009.
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Genomic data regarding cluster association obtained from Project Vigenère are available upon request for all personnel of Clearance Level 3 and above. All inquiries and testing regarding SCP-6009 are under the jurisdiction of the Nanobiomics Department.
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A proposal to reclassify SCP-6009 from Ticonderoga1 to Thaumiel is on hold, pending the results of Project Vigenère.
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Description: SCP-6009 is the human mitochondrion.
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Structurally and functionally, SCP-6009 are largely similar to mitochondria in other eukaryotes, including its role in cellular respiration, cell cycle regulation, and certain signalling pathways. A number of factors differentiate SCP-6009 from mitochondria found in other eukaryotes.
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Achieved by attaching to the motor/adaptor complex (MIRO1)
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Addendum - 6009-Catena: The most notable anomaly surrounding SCP-6009 that differentiates it from conventional cell biology is the existence of the 6009-Catena region. SCP-6009 is observed to exist outside of cells and congregate into colony-like structures, and exhibit high levels of motility, the mechanism of which does not conform to motile mechanisms used within the cell. SCP-6009 instances are observed to sometimes fuse into chain-like structures in the 6009-Catena region; this behavior is not observed elsewhere in the body.
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The 6009-Catena region is a web of these SCP-6009 chains along the extracellular matrix, found interweaved in between the dendrites and myelinated axons of the brain. The vast majority of SCP-6009 in 6009-Catena surrounds the basal ganglia, but strands of 6009-Catena extend within all areas of the neural circuitry. The vast majority of 6009-Catena does not move much, but the ends of the "ladders" are motile and free-moving, and is believed to used to maintain the shape and connection of the region. Proteins, certain ions, and neurotransmitters flow freely in and out of 6009-Catena and neurons, creating an alternative signaling mechanism to maintain function. While it only constitutes roughly 2% of white matter by mass, it is believed to have a significant role in neurological function and neural circuitry formation.
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The anomalous nature of SCP-6009, as differing from other eukaryotes, did not become clear until the discovery of 6009-Catena. As SCP-6009 typically also perish within hours after the death of its host human, posthumous autopsies have not detected SCP-6009 activity in 6009-Catena regions. SCP-6009, within a cultured cell in vitro, behaves exactly the same as non-anomalous mitochondrion, which is why it has eluded researchers for years. SCP-6009 activity is most prevalent within neurons and outside neurons in the 6009-Catena region.
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Holistic whole-mitochondrial DNA sequencing2 using ChOMP-Seq revealed an important discrepancy that is the focus of Project Vigenère. The vast majority of mtDNA found in SCP-6009 are well-understood, and codes for non-anomalous proteins such as NADH dehydrogenase, part of regular mitochondrial function. As in regular non-anomalous mitochondria, much of SCP-6009's proteins are synthesized from nuclear genes3. However, where heteroplasmy was thought of as an unintended natural result of mitochondrial replication, it is now believed to be key to SCP-6009 function. The function and distribution of the unknown mitochondrial genes is the subject of Project Vigenère. It is believed that these genes are responsible for the formation of 6009-Catena, as well as other anomalies such as observed motility and interference with neural circuitry.
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Much of what has been understood about SCP-6009 was discovered in a collaboration between Dr. Okami Ryōsuke (formerly of the Neuroscience Department) and Dr. Chiang Wei-Huo (formerly of the Genetics Department), both considered founding members of the Nanobiomics Department.
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Archived Project Proposal: Filed August 29, 2010 (rejected); September 4, 2010 (rejected); September 8, 2010 (rejected); September 20, 2010 (rejected); October 1, 2010 (accepted)
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Preliminary research into the SCP-6009 genome and 6009-Catena has suggested requiring further research. With this collaboration, we hope to understand:
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1. The reason and method of motility of SCP-6009: It's been observed to be mobile throughout the body, and is key to how they are able to form 6009-Catena, but the method for extracellular and intercellular movement does not follow the well-understood intracellular motility.
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2. The reason and method of 6009-Catena formation: It's clear that because of the role mitochondria play in cell function, there's constant interactions between the 6009-Catena and the neurons it surrounds, but we do not know the details of this interaction. We also might try to investigate if we can find any patterns in how 6009-Catena is formed.
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As a crucial element of SCP-6009 is the interaction of 6009-Catena, as well as its association and unknown function, we require expertise in neuroscience to better model 6009-Catena and its possible interaction with the brain.
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Archival Addendum: The following communications have been archived pertaining the early research into SCP-6009 from Project Vigenère. Please note that they may contain outdated or inaccurate information.
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Site-84
+Fukuoka, Japan
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Greetings Dr. Chiang Wei-Huo,
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My name is Okami Ryōsuke, I am a Level 3 Researcher working in Site-84 under the Neuroscience Department. They have assigned me to work with you on your project. I have reviewed the material you sent over about SCP-6009, and your hypothesis regarding the formation of 6009-Catena.
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I've been studying neuroscience for a long time and this is the first time I've ever heard of this sort of structure in the brain. So clearly the first question is: How could thousands of scientists have missed this?
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I know you submitted a cross-department collaboration request because you think someone in the Neuroscience Department would be able to assist you in modelling 6009-Catena. Conventional MRI and PET scans are enough to map out the white matter in the brain, which is where most of 6009-Catena is attached to, so what needed to be modified? Please elaborate.
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Good to have you on board! My colleagues at the Genetics Department don’t quite have the same faith in the SCP-6009 project.
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I came across 6009-Catena by chance; my team were studying SCP-3966 and found microscopic web-like structures for freshly diseased victims. We thought it was related, but extensive examination on deceased D-Class that was unrelated to SCP-3966 cleared the air. The structure is only visible under TEM4because it's so miniscule, so it was hard to spot, but once you know where to look it's everywhere.
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We tried to get it replicated in the lab, it doesn't ever seem to work. And, obviously, mitochondria shouldn’t exist on its own outside of a cell, which is why this whole situation is confusing even without the ladder structure they make.
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Based on preliminary fluorescent imaging it's spread throughout the brain's white matter, and has its own connection scheme; they form sort of miniscule nodes at some neural junctions. I don't know neuroscience enough to make any sense of it.
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Also based on the imaging, it moves in the body on its own, not by kinesin or any of the usual suspects. It kind of wriggles in and out of the brain, but it's most active in 6009-Catena; it sort of forms a web of nodes. We obviously can't observe it in living human beings, but you can still sort of get a sense of what it does a few hours within a person's death.
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I suspect the motility has something to do with the less common genes that have been overlooked because heteroplasmy was thought of as basically genetic junk. That's probably the first thing I should rule out before going onto more wild ideas.
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I'm currently trying see if there's any sequencing protocols that can give us that information. Whole-genome sequencing kind of comes close, but it doesn't really quite do the trick, any suggestions?
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The two main anomalies of SCP-6009 aren't earth-shattering, but they certainly don't fit any current understanding of chemistry or biology; I think digging deeper into what might be the scientific mechanism how SCP-6009 forms 6009-Catena, we might be able to pinpoint the exact origin?
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I think both motility and the Catena formation are intertwined with each other, so hopefully solving one solves the other.
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If you aren't interested in the collaboration, it's alright if you decline - you aren't the first person that I've been connected with, I've submitted this collaboration request to the Neuroscience Department a few times. Even the one who originally first saw the web-like structure, Dr. Jenny Hsieh, who also is a neuroscientist, says it isn't worth investigating further, but I think we're onto something.
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Greetings Dr. Chiang Wei-Huo,
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I’m not very well-versed in cell biology, and this might not make sense, but is it possible that the heteroplasmic difference you mentioned in the preliminary report is a possibility of the anomaly that arises from SCP-6009? A paper that I read the other day about how they recently discovered certain introns that are removed during RNA splicing, previously thought to be useless may have a role in mRNA degradation.
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Is such a method even possible? I know a single mitochondrion contains hundreds of copies of circular DNA, and accounting for the tiny percentage that is abnormal would be a nightmare. Whole-genome sequencing already handles mitochondrial DNA, so what's your new approach?
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I've met Dr. Hsieh a few times, but I am not very familiar with her.
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As for the collaboration, I am currently not working on any important projects, so I am intrigued by this proposal.
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I'm not entirely convinced that we can do much with SCP-6009. I'm still a bit skeptical, but I'm still happy to collaborate further - does the project have a name?
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Wonderful! I am very glad to hear someone is finally willing to take on my pet project.
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I've named this Project Vigenère, after the cipher - after all, we are decoding a mystery without knowing what's waiting for us in the end! Cryptography fascinates me, but I'm awful at computer science. Genetics is basically biological cryptography anyways.
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Anyhow, I've attached some information on how you can see 6009-Catena from brain tissue samples. Haven't found a way to do it in living humans, but hey, that's where you come in!
Chain-like structure found in 6009-Catena (25000x)
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SCP-6009 is both integral to cell function, and dependent on cytoplasmic elements to maintain active. Soon after brain death, 6009-Catena rapidly loses structural coherence and would be indistinguishable from somatic SCP-6009. To visualize 6009-Catena, a brain biopsy should be performed on subjects that have been dead for less than one hour. Samples of white matter are where the nodes and chains of 6009-Catena are most likely to be found.
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There is currently no way to keep the 6009-Catena structure intact in a sample. Freezing has proven to disrupt the cohesion of 6009-Catena. Conventional culture broth such as Luria broth have shown to slow the decay to up to two hours, but do not stop it. Dye-assisted staining can be used for color contrast, but it is not recommended for samples that are intended to undergo further testing.
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6009-Catena both has chain-like components and free-moving components. The chain-like components are much harder to visualize as they are the first to decay. Transmission electron microscopy (TEM) is the only way to visualize the ladder structure of 6009-Catena in a sample.
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You should be able to see it once you know what you're looking for; I don't think anyone ever realized such a structure existed within our brains.
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Very well then, nice to meet you. You may call me Ryo.
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I followed what you did - quite remarkable, but so delicate! Why did no one want to work on this? This is quite the medical discovery.
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Regarding mapping the 6009-Catena region: conventional MRI and PET scans do the trick in mapping white matter, which is where most of where SCP-6009 congregate to form 6009-Catena. I think I'll figure something out with cytoplasmic exclusion so we can get it going.
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My colleague, Dr. Michael Aguinaldo, indicates that he may have some idea from his involvement in the early stages of the Khevtuul probe project. The SCP-2669 file is restricted though, so Dr. Aguinaldo says he needs to check in with Director Yamataka for clearance before involving him in our project.
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The World Connectome Project just recently released their latest tractography model, but it’s not accurate enough for our purposes and misses out on the inter-neural space where most of 6009-Catena resides. I'll look more into it though.
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Do you have MRI machines on your site? Ours just broke, again, so I have to take the train to Osaka every day. Knowing Site-84, it's going to just stay broken forever.
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That sounds great! Does Dr. Aguinaldo want to join our team?
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Here's a rough summary of what I named ChOMP-Seq. It's based off an abandoned side project when we were studying how the genome absorption effect of SCP-2946 worked… didn't think I'd find use for it.
Project Vigenère: Analyzing anomalous mitochondrial DNA using ChOMP-Seq
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A working hypothesis for Project Vigenère aims to look at the full genomic structure of SCP-6009 to understand the roots of its anomaly.
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The Chiang-Okami Multi-Plasmid Sequencing (ChOMP-Seq) improves on conventional sequencing techniques for circular DNA, which typically have the drawback of needing specific primers and requiring PCR amplification, which disrupts the heteroplasmic ratio that is hypothesized to be a root of the anomalous nature of SCP-6009. ChOMP-Seq is a modification of the Circular DNA enrichment sequencing (CIDER-Seq), and uses Lysenko primers instead to ensure equal amplification before PCR. A difference of ChOMP-Seq over conventional whole genome sequencing (WGS) is maintaining the quantitative occurrences of non-nuclear DNA. ChOMP-Seq results are stored as custom CSQ files to retain the quality score and ratio.
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ChOMP-Seq has uncovered a new paradigm of genetics. Much of the SCP-6009 DNA is similar to their non-anomalous counterparts and code for non-anomalous proteins integral to cellular function. While it was previously believed the entire mitochondrial DNA was mapped, ChOMP-Seq revealed that conventional sequencing ignored heteroplasmy and thus only accounted for the most common circular DNAs found in SCP-6009.
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Project Vigenère is the full analysis of sequences found, and in particular the differences of behavior of SCP-6009 in somatic cells, neurons, and the 6009-Catena region. The project will take into account chromosomal DNA, mapped connectomes, as well as cell-to-cell interactions to paint a full picture.
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The two key anomalous properties we hope to decipher is the issue of motility, and the issue of the formation of 6009-Catena. We believe that the genomic code is key to understanding.
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As you can see, a pretty nifty way of sequencing. It seems to work, but because of the parallel sequencing and increased scrutiny during the amplification stage, it gives us a lot of useless data.
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I see your site is having problems too… our equipment is fine, but our site has literally only been allotted only four D-class personnel. To run some preliminary comparisons and sequence alignments, I had to take the DNA of some of the junior researchers as well as my own, just so I can see whether ChOMP-Seq actually worked.
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I see, that's quite clever.
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You're very kind! ChOMP-Seq is a nice and catchy name. I don't know if I feel good about being in the acronym of it though - I only contributed a small suggestion, it was mainly based off of your work and you did all of the testing.
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Is there any way for ChOMP-Seq it to output something more standard like FASTQ or VCF, or even just a .txt file? The computers at Site-84 are really outdated and just can't seem to convert or read your custom CSQ files.
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Dr. Aguinaldo has other projects he's working on, but he's willing to assist me in shaping up the 6009-Catena model. He got clearance to use his previous work, so we are good! You should now see some Catena networks from D-Class personnel on our drive, check and see if that's what you wanted. Each file is massive, by the way, but that’s unavoidable. The scan takes around twenty minutes, but generating the model afterwards takes our computers all afternoon. Well, it wouldn't need to take all afternoon if my computers weren't from twenty years ago.
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Coming up with fun names and acronyms is kind of how I spend my spare time… kind of pathetic, right? Plus your name starts with a vowel, and that opens up so many windows for naming schemes. ChOMP-Seq is just so much more catchy that any random assortment of letters. And yes, FASTQ probably would work, you should update to the newest version now.
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I saw the neural map files - I think you need to take into account node distribution after the initial scan, but the tractography looks exactly like what I want.
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Also, I don't mean to offend, but I don't think "briefest convenience" is right? Do you mean "earliest convenience"?
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My English isn't very good… I have been saying that for years because I thought it was proper and polite. No one ever corrected me on that… I rarely get embarrassed like this, so that was not a pleasant feeling for me.
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As we previously discussed, here is a schema to explain 6009-Catena mapping. I'm showing this to Director Yamataka to get him to allot some funds for our project… for how big and mighty the SCP Foundation is, it's always so painful to squeeze money out of them. I don't envy the life of a Foundation accountant.
Modelling the 6009-Catena hodological network requires two components: an accurate distribution of SCP-6009 nodes, and an accurate neural tractogram.
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An accurate distribution of SCP-6009's nodes combines an conventional diffusion tensor imaging (DTI) segmentation, with a modified T1-weighted magnentic resonance imaging (MRI) to obtain a physical structure of neuron location; radiofluorescence-tagged SCP-6009 used for comparison of the DTI segmentation gives a relatively accurate distribution for SCP-6009 node structure, after cytoplasmic exclusion to map the extracellular space.
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Connectome tractography gives the physical neuron relationships of a subject's brain. Much of conventional tractography are estimations of truth bundles based on diffusion MRI imaging, which has a high incidence of invalid connections. Khevtuul replication requires an accurate copy of the mind, but does not sort out the connections in a clear matter. By taking an unanchored exampled of a Khevtuul replica, we are able to directly transfer with no physical barrier, thus producing an accurate tractogram.
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By combining the node distribution of SCP-6009 combined with the connection tratogram, a hodological network can be determined. It takes roughly 4 hours to completely compute the hodological network, due to high incidence of false positives.
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I made the diagram myself. It is, sadly, a bit rough, but I think this gets the point across. I sent it to our graphics team, but I do not expect them to get to me in time.
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The new update to the ChOMP-Seq software fixed my issue, how did you do it? I thought you didn't know anything about computers?
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Hey, I'm not entirely inept, I do know SOME things.
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Ok, fine, you caught me. Jenny fixed it.
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It can't be that much of a hassle to get an MRI fixed right?
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Yes, Director Yamataka allotted the funds, but he actually paid attention to my presentation and was surprisingly attentive. I never saw him be so interested in anything I've worked on. Truth be told, I had my suspicions that he gave me your project because he expected it to be a dud.
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He gave me some pointers about ways to improve the model, but also asked if we have been thinking about genes associated with the signalling pathways, that might cause either the motility of SCP-6009 or the formation of 6009-Catena. I don't think we have thought about that angle right? Because the signaling pathway is not possible to be observed in vitro, we tried. Every time we try to culture them they die; they might have originated from bacteria, but they need like, cytoplasmic ribosomes and nuclear genes to actually function. The Catena web is definitely affecting how they interact with neurons.
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Funny that he would mention that, because I was actually discussing this with Jenny… she wouldn't tell me what she's working on, but she mentioned the same thing about chemical pathways. And actually, she suggested that I put out a request to collaborate with the Nanotechnology Department.
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She came up with this idea of an in vivo neural observation nexus… I don't really know what she means, but that sounds cool as hell so I'm on board.
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I'll keep you updated.
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So, funny story, Ryo. I saw that a "Dr. Matsunaga Yuko" was approved to work with us and thought she's going to work with you but apparently… no, she's here in Taiwan. And apparently she's been at Site-168 for two years now and I've never met her? Interesting, our site doesn't have that many people.
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Makes sense she's here since our site is a nanotech hub, but I just thought it was funny.
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We've only been working together for a week and she already made massive improvements on the protein-based probe idea. I've been looking into some chlorosomes antenna complexes from green sulfur bacterium… we'll see where that takes me.
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She's amazing at what she does, Ryo. I think you'd love to meet her.
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I've got some important news: so Yamataka came the other day and said that the Biological Sciences Summit is in Chengdu in like a month, at the beginning of May. He said he wants me to present our work on Project Vigenère, he might be able to get us an hour slot. He wants our teams to meet, so me and Dr. Aguinaldo will be there if you're joining.
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I think he just wants us to present the 6009-Catena Hodological Network, but I think you said Matsunaga had promising stuff to show? If we can showcase that then it will truly be impressive.
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Oh, that would be wonderful if Director Yamataka could get us a spot, I always wanted to visit Sichuan.
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I think the probe-nexus design we have been working on… kind of works? We got a lot of promising results from the D-Class personnel that we've been getting. Matsunaga worked some magic with Site Director Chen and suddenly we have like, 40 of them. Miracle worker, that one.
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When I say "kind of works" I mean, it gets us the result we want, but it has a giant drawback, as you can see.
A New Method of Molecular Observation: The MH Nexus and CMN probe
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The revolutionary design based on the works of Dr. Matsunaga and Dr. Hsieh solves the problem of data collection on a cellular basis. The design works twofold: distributed nanosensory probes ("Chiang-Matsunaga Nanosensory Probe", or CMN probe) and a centralized, per-subject collection center ("Matsunaga-Hsieh nexus", or MH nexus) that utilizes a dual-channel design that allows signal transmission out of the body. The probes utilizes a modified version of the Fenna–Matthews–Olson Complex; the chlorosomal nature both allows non-conformational attachment to various ion channels, and the issue of quantum Zeno freeze is abated by utilizing excitonic Anderson localization. The quantum resonance profile of the molecule passing through the center of the CMN probe is able to be transmitted to the MH nexus. The MH nexus then transmits the data physically through an antenna-like wire and allows data transmission outside the body.
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Due to the massive amounts of raw data generated, in vivo data storage is unsustainable, thus necessitating a physical wire acting as an exit port, which crosses the meninges. While this has proven to be the most direct and fastest way data can be transmitted outside of the cranium, it also poses significant risks for post-implantation surgical recovery.
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The CMN probes are currently unable to self-replicate, but it is cost effective to manufacture at a large scale. Sufficient data can be obtained at around 4,000 probes per nexus.
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One nexus outputs around 1.5 terabytes of data per minute; that means it’s impossible to store, and physical transmission is the only method we have to accurately and reliably obtained the data. That means the bulky physical wires whose only job was to transmit.
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Because of the distance and size of 6009-Catena, and difficulty regarding signal transduction across flesh without affecting it, there are two reasons for concern. Due to the location of the nexus and the exit ports, post-surgery there is always the degree of swelling, and 55% D-Class personnel experience great periods of migraines afterwards. In addition, certain parts of the neural circuitry and associated 6009-Catena region would be affected physically, which introduces a unwanted variable into the study. More research in this area is needed.
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Not a big fan of the acronyms, but since Matsunaga was the hero of the day I'm fine with her getting the naming rights.
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You should see the relevant files on our server soon. And yes, we're all going to the symposium.
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You know, we've been collaborating for a few months now, just now it hit me I don't even know what you really look like… I'm sure you look better in person than in that cold Foundation profile picture.
Sorry I was holed up in the convention center all week, spicy food really does a number on me and I didn't want to risk it. Maybe next time I'll join you next time when we're in a city safer for my stomach. Plus I'm not an adventurous spirit in a country I don't speak the language of.. but parts of the old town looked beautiful!
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At any rate, while you were on your urban adventure, Yamataka actually brought me and Dr. Matsunaga and introduced us to Dr. Everett Mann.
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Dr. Mann was very intrigued by our probe project, and he had a pretty riveting discussion with Matsunaga on probe design and implantation. However, he specifically sought us out to talk about Project Vigenère. He saw our presentation, Waley!
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Dr. Mann have taken interest in our project, he thinks what we're doing might lead to something important. He actually has taken up on himself to request the formation of a new department just for this project, and wants us to know if we're willing to do it.
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In addition, he said that our mode of collaboration was noble but very inefficient. He said he's honestly impressed we got so far by throwing emails at each other and concurrently working at two underfunded sites: admirable but not efficient at all. Work smarter, not harder, he said. He said it would be better for us if we were at the same site, and he had sent out a notice to some site directors he knew. You might get some offers soon.
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There's probably also going to be more people joining us, since we're a going to be a proper department. New departments always get a lot of buzz.
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He said that he put in a request for “Department of Mitochondrial Studies” but even a bore like me thinks that is a stupid name. I'm not as creative as you are, can you come up with something punchy?
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Oh, wow, that's… a lot to take in at once. And of course, I already said yes to department formation! Wow, Dr. Mann, out of all people, becoming our benefactor.
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I got a bunch of offers, but the only one that was interesting was from Director Leep Andrews of Site-234, who reached out to me after he heard about our team looking to become a department. He said our work would be great there! His site handles a lot of biological anomalies. He said his site would be perfect for a new budding department. I read over the site dossier; the equipment and facilities available is just so… tantalizing.
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I'll give him a heads up if you are willing to move. Is your team ready to move to the US? I know Jenny is thrilled, as we're going to be part of a new department. It's very funny how it could have been me and her being the founding members for all this groundbreaking work from SCP-6009… her loss, I guess!
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For our name, how about “Nanobiomics”? Short, simple, punchy, and most importantly, never heard of before - just like our work for Project Vigenère.
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I love it. The site, the name, all of it.
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Also, while in China, Dr. Mann asked me if I would be interested in being the department director. Mann warned me about all these responsibilities and hard decisions he had to make… I definitely am not ready yet.
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You are far more driven and passionate about the project than I am, and definitely the most brilliant geneticist I've ever seen.
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So, salutations and congratulations, Director Chiang!
You know, I’m not going to lie, I was kind of mad at you for thrusting the director job at me. I'm not ready for that responsibility either! You could have at least asked first!
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But now, I forgive all of that. Pope Waley absolves you of all sin. Go, and sin no more.
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I forgive you because Site-234 is… well, everything.
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The junior researchers here actually know how to properly operate a PET scan without you yelling at them. The sequencers don't just randomly decide to die without you staring at it every minute. The incubators here don't even have that growth medium smell! I didn't think that was even possible. We got our own labs, Ryo. No more sharing refridgerators, no more of my experiment being ruined because some doofus from Xenobiology cross-contaminated my samples.
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Also, Sherry and Leep are so nice! They can't wait to meet you.
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This really feels like a reward, man. We've made it.
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Back to business: this is what Matsunaga and Jenny have been working on for the past few months. I think Matsunaga said that Dr. Mann had a surprising helpful idea with data overload while they chatted in China. I do not understand nanotechnology at all but I think it works well for one very good reason, as you will see.
Second Generation MH Nexus Design: Distributed Nexus Design to Avoid Physical Transduction
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Previous implantation of the Matsunaga-Hsieh Nexus ("MH nexus") techniques required open-brain surgery, which both has significant risks for patient post-operative recovery and physical damage to 6009-Catena. In addition, the exit port of the first generation MH nexus required physical wiring that both was prone to infection and causes significant discomfort, which typically caused the subject to try and remove the nexus if not properly restrained. The integrity of 6009-Catena is also affected by the physical wiring, though to a previously acceptable degree.
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With the invention of a next generation MH nexus coming on the heels of new semiconductor technology, a key component was the ability to allow the elimination of physical wiring. The second generation MH nexus solves the problem by using a distributed Quantum-Frequency Identification network, which spreads the signal out by using 24 nexuses within the brain. Previously unused due to QFID not being able to sustain the 0.4 TB/s transmission speed needed, the distributive load reduces it to only needing 10 GB/s per nexus, thus allowing usage of QFID.
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You’ll love it too when you get here, Ryo. Or rather, Assistant Director Okami. (Congratulations, salutations, and all that - can’t expect me to handle everything!) I need someone that is reliable by my side. You aren’t escaping the infamous bureaucracy that infects all parts of the SCP Foundation that easily!
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It’s so nice. I feel like our hard work has finally paid off.
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I can’t wait to see Site-234! Unfortunately I have to stay behind for another month. Aguinaldo will be there soon though, I’ll get him to bring some of those red bean mochi treats I know you like so much.
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I have to stay behind because I need to finish the observation of some of the D-Class that I was working on; Dr. Mann was in Japan, and came by Site-84 to chat about our new department. The probe that Matsunaga and Jenny were working on? It was actually on his suggestion that he gave them soon after that last symposium. Jenny finally made a breakthrough with from a new paper on semiconductors that TSMC released, so when they finally came through, Mann wanted to develop a new insertion mechanism with me. We tried some stuff out a week ago, and he finalized his revised procedure. I’m… not especially thrilled about the new procedure, but it’s such a vast improvement over our current one.
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As you know, the exit ports for the MH Nexus is the most clunky and error-prone part of an otherwise ingenious product. One, it’s basically an open wound that goes past your meninges. And surgical wounds healing are usually very itchy, so the D-Class would obviously try to scratch it… and well, even though the wire is anchored under the scalp and can’t be removed, pulling on it obviously still affects something.
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Mann's technique is… well, just read for yourself.
The OMNI Procedure: Minimally Invasive Method for MH Nexus Implantation
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The new method, developed in tandem between Dr. Mann and Dr. Okami, utilizes a combination of supraorbital keyhole craniotomy and nasal-entry neuroendoscopy. The Okami-Mann Nexus Insertion Procedure ("OMNI procedure") is minimally invasive and improves on pre-operative survival. The double-endoscope technique requires a team of two neuroscientifically-trained medical personnel to safely perform.
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The subject's head should be fully restrained to prevent any movement. As this is a form of intraoperative brain mapping, the patient should be sedated and anesthetized but should be awake.
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The first endoscope ("detector") is inserted to the top of the nasal cavity and penetrates past the sphenoid sinus. The endoscope insertion must be angled correctly and reach the hypothalamus, allowing it to monitor levels of adrenocorticotropic hormone (ACTH) and corticotropin-releasing hormone (CRH)5 levels. An already-high level of CRH is considered normal during the procedure.
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A keyhole is made in the anterior cranial fossa through the eyebrow, allowing a second endoscope ("planter") to access and perform the insertion. Inserting past the frontal lobe, the keyhole endoscope reaches the postcentral gyrus.
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Because of 6009-Catena and its frequent association with outside stimuli, the MH Nexus is best planted within regions of high reactivity. This entails repeated the "planter" releasing weak electrostimulation of the somatosensory and cingulate cortices, both which are involved in nociception6. Because the patient is sedated, there will be no capacity for physical actions or vocalizations. Any movement may cause misalignment of the endoscope and damage nerves nearby, such as CN I (olfactory) or CN II (optic).
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The researcher monitoring the "detector" endoscope for stress levels should inform the researcher operating the "planter" endoscope when to insert one nexus at high levels of CRH and ACTH. The "planter" endoscope currently can only insert up to three at a time; the Nanobiomics Department is currently designing custom types to avoid repeated retraction and insertion from the keyhole.
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Post-surgical recovery with an amnestic regimen has proven to be useful in alleviating the memory, but amnestics have also shown to result in unpredictable conformational changes to the neural circuitry. Because of the brief four hour duration of the surgery, the memory of the surgery constitutes a smaller alteration to 6009-Catena than any known amnestic regimen.
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I've done plenty of intraoperative brain mappings, but never with two endoscopes at once, and since the D-class is awake you can see them stare at you. Not fun for me, but definitely even less fun for the poor dude on the table.
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Amnestics obviously mess with your neural mapping and memory formation, and since that's so important to 6009-Catena, not being able to use them is really, really unfortunate - maybe that could be another angle of attack in Project Vigenère?
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The D-Class obviously hate the surgery, but none of them report the migraines or headaches that were so common from before, and since now there’s no exit port we don’t need to worry about them scratching it. Our psych staff says that there’s no observable behavioral change, which is good news for our study. Allowing them to do other tasks was actually giving us a wider variety of SCP-6009 interactions with the nuclear genome, and also helps since Site-84 has such a limited D-Class quota. They allotted us more people since it's Dr. Mann requesting it, but Site-84 just don't have that much housing space.
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I’ll be stuck here for the next month or so before I can go to the US because I need to finish the post-operative observation for them and get some pre- and post- operation 6009-Catena mapping in.
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I can’t tell you how much I want to leave this dump of a site. I like Yamataka, but I will not miss tiny little 84.
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I look forward to seeing you, and our Nanobiomics family soon.
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Site-234
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Good things come to those who wait. You will love it here, Ryo.
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Thanks for the treats! One thing I miss in Alabama is that there’s no good restaurants of any Asian variety anywhere… but the steak here is cheap and delicious, so win some lose some I guess.
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I'm glad Mann helped you out with the new implantation… woof, that made me uncomfortable to just read, don't even want to think about it being done.
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The probes are important, and the fact that the most irrelevant part is causing the most problems has always annoyed me. I’ve heard it’s itchy as hell around the exit ports, so solving that was nice… this just wasn't quite the solution I thought of.
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Anyways, I’m starting a short paper for VGWAS and ChOMP-Seq with the association of the 6009-Catena map clustering. I was working on a new method of data analysis, and I met with some of the people that are now in our department to refine the model.
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A part of the project I’ve been working on was eliminating statistical noise - one big obstacle in Project Vigenère was that after we filter out the regular genes, there’s really not a lot of useful data left - we are dealing with genes and proteins that exist in extremely minuscule amounts but affect a whole lot.
Project Vigenère: VGWAS as a Modification for Association Studies
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Conventional GWAS studies make use of genetic markers, typically single-nucleotide polymorphisms (SNPs), in association with a disease or other condition. GWAS is useful as a tool due to it being a non-candidate-driven assay that is phenotype-first, as opposed to genotype-first. Project Vigenère data was built on ChOMP-Seq, but conventional GWAS does not take heteroplasmy into account. By including the mitochondrial genome in GWAS and treating certain gene interactions as phenotypes, we utilize a modified version of the Vigenère genome-wide association study (VGWAS).
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VGWAS is an extension of conventional GWAS applied to ChOMP-Seq. Additionally, in contrast to the allele frequency given by GWAS, the VGWAS results out interaction frequency. The interaction was obtained from the FMO probe as part of the MH nexus project, which are able to monitor the resonance profile of the interactions; at the same time, the complexity of proteins and the fact that many have similar conformations lead to non-unique resonance profiles.
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A preliminary comparison of early results obtained from VGWAS and the standard reference Cambridge genome widely used show slight disrepancies that could be significant. We are currently in development of a standard distribution that could be used to model and discover unusual patterns from Project Vigenère. The construction of a reference mitochondrial distribution, as well as a nuclear genome interaction map, would be the next part of the project.
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What do you think? We’ve been finding pretty promising results of certain pathways and genomes - I think the most interesting is that regardless of the D-Class personnel’s race, genetic material, or family history, there always is the high prevalence of mitochondrial DNA that has the MT-A3 gene. Even though most people do have the MT-A3 gene, I only ever see the MT-A3 gene interact with certain chromosomal genes: LRI3, PFO4, CRW2, and a handful of other less common ones.
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There’s also certain subclusters that keep popping up - and activate during, say, eating certain foods or doing certain activities. Not sure what's there.
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And speaking of D-class, have you tried blindfolding them during the surgery? Wouldn't that also make it less terrifying for them, without seeing two doctors hover over them playing with their brain?
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Site-84
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You would think so, but we detect a higher baseline level of stress in all subjects when we tried that. I think it's because not seeing what's happening makes it even scarier… I often feel like I'm obligated to keep apologizing during the procedure. Mann is cool as a cucumber, obviously.
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All in all, I'm happy to report though: the OMNI procedure allows full recovery, and definitely should be used instead of our original design.
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I’m flying in tomorrow. I am so, so happy we can collaborate in person. No more email chains.
I got an unannounced visit from someone representing the Ethics Committee today.
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Are you free on the 14th? They want to observe the OMNI Procedure and judge its suitability for use in civilian subjects. Who's also free that day to partner? I think Micheal is busy that day, so maybe Graham? If you aren’t free, I think DePaul or Raskin can do it.
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If they approve, we’ll be able to use the Foundation's contacts at the University of Alabama Birmingham as a front to collaborate with other universities and research agencies to get a wider pool for testing. We've kind of hit a wall with D-Class data, so I'm glad we're getting some fresh subjects.
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Which, here's the draft I haven't finished about D-class… I'd probably just throw it to the new people, honestly, I haven't been able to look at the data much because my schedule is full of interviews.
Project Vigenère: Promising Early Results from VGWAS Clustering
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Dr. Chiang Wei-Huo • Dr. Okami Ryōsuke • Dr. John Batesman • Dr. David Meng • Dr. Elias Raskin
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Clustering data obtained from VGWAS revealed a preliminary interesting datapoint: a common interaction has been observed common across D-class personnel. 80% of D-Class personnel exhibit a isomorphic pathway in the hypothalamic attack region, which VGWAS placed the pathway in association with the UP4/MT-F5 interaction. Both the UP4 gene and MT-F5 gene are found commonly in the general public, but MT-F5 expression is inhibited if MT-L2 is expressed. People with the UP4/MT-F5 interaction lack MT-L2 within the mitochondrial genome, and almost uniformly belong to this cluster.
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It's not in the paper but we tentatively named it the D cluster because it's in like, 80% of the D-class data we have, and they have no similar genomic history or background. But the MT-L2 and MT-F5 thing is consistent in almost all of them, which leads to the same UP4 interaction, which results in the same 6009-Catena formation. Very strange if it’s a coincidence, that's why they're currently in the D cluster. It's also usually the more violent ones too, the calmer ones don't seem to have that genetic interaction.
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I miss doing research, Ryo. Most of my time now is spent dealing with the logistics of collaborations, approving testing, interviews for people that want to transfer into our department, then meet with Leep and Sherry to discuss equipment upgrade… and hey, we're getting people from other sites interested in being part of Nanobiomics! Ironic, isn't it, since we only came to Alabama to be one team under the same roof…
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I'm glad the field of Nanobiomics is popular, and I'm immensely proud of it, but I've been so busy… Project Vigenère is our baby that we don't control anymore. I'm so proud of every single part of it.
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April 12, 2013
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Site-234
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Waley,
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No, I didn’t request general public usage, why would I? I do agree that having civilian subjects are going to vastly help expand our scope… at the same time, civilian subjects are usually signing up willingly? So at least it's less fucked up than what we've put these poor D-class through.
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I'm free to showcase OMNI, I'll take Graham.
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I saw they’ve announced the location for the next Biological Sciences Symposium - May 10 to May 17, and it’s in Kyoto this year! Can you believe it was only last year when we had to beg Yamataka for a measly little spot? Now we’ve been invited to a keynote speaker spot. It's going to be just you and me, representing the new field of Nanobiomics.
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I love Kyoto! I know it very well. People seem to think that it's just old temples and streets, but it's more than just that. I usually don't really like being a tourist in my own country, but just for you, Waley, I'll show you around. It will be my apology for skipping out in Chengdu.
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We've been so busy lately! This would offer a nice respite from our work.
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April 25, 2013
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Site-234
+Alabama
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Ryo,
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Sorry I didn't get back to you sooner, I really need to get some sleep. I forgot about your email, but just now I got a message from EC about the OMNI thing, so, congratulations! I think Leep would be in charge of setting your contracts up.
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And yeah! Keynote speakers! I didn't think it would happen in my wildest dreams.
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Here's something that might shock their pants off. I've had this in my back pocket for a while now but this is going to give me the kick to finally finish it.
Our hypothesis regarding the origins of SCP-6009: a particularly robust bacterium strain or mitochondrion, which that overtook the original mitochondria in early human evolution.
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If this hypothesis is true, then it is possible that human evolution was driven by SCP-6009. It may be the reason for the speciation and differentiation of early Homo sapiens from other hominids.
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This could be a good update to Project Vigenère. I think it's going to get a lot of people mad because this is a fundamental change of the concept of the "mitochondrial eve", but I think our theory makes the most sense: a particularly robust bacterium, or mitochondria from some ancient human ancestor, and somehow spread to other humans during our early evolution.
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And seeing how most of the mitochondria's proteins needed to be coded by nuclear genomes, wouldn't it make sense for SCP-6009 to maybe have some mechanism to control mutations for other genes in the nucleus, which, essentially, would drive human evolution?
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Oh yes, people will get very upset, I can't wait. Just listen to how grandeur "neo-endosymbiosis" feels. I'm going to look into the molecular clock comparisons that Dr. Kirkoff has been working on, don't tell him it's for this. Administrative work is tiring, and I do feel kind of detached from the lab work we used to do. Haven't written a paper in a while.
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I want you on this one. Just the two of us, a return to basics.
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I haven't taken a vacation in forever. I already know Kyoto is an amazing city, but going there with you will be a trip to remember.
I still can’t thank you enough for the tour around Kyoto. The symposium was already a smashing success, and that amazing trip was the victory lap that we deserved. You really made me see the world in a new light. We really should do this more often; we're literally living on the same site, why don't we get out more? See all what America has to offer!
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Also, on the heels of even more good news: I just got out of a meeting with Leep and Tilda Moose. You’ve heard of her, right? She’s been the long time director of Site-17.
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Director Moose has heard our keynote speech about the neo-endosymbiotic theory. She's very intrigued about and says there's a highly classified species that she wants Nanobiomics to look into. It's one of the few extant species that both exhibits near-human intelligence and closely-related evolutionary history. Something Director Moose came across in her early days… she thought that it would be pertinent to the neo-endosymbiotic theory for us to see if a closely related species to us also has SCP-6009 or a similar structure within them.
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But that's not why she came to visit in person; she came because she said that the Overwatch Council has taken an interest in our department, and wants us to move our base from Site-234 to Site-17. Here at Site-234 we were mostly dealing with microbiology and biochem stuff, stuff that you can safely keep in a petri dish; but Site-17, well, we’ve all heard the legends about what hides in that place. I don’t even know which ones are true. She says we will know once we accept her offer.
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Of course, for our troubles, Director Moose has offered us better compensation, newer machines, higher clearance level, yada yada yada. But most importantly, she says since they’re doing expansions recently, we are getting our own wing in the new building.
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I thought Site-234 was swanky, but Site-17… in our own wing… I really don’t know how to respond. I want to get your input as my right hand man, my brother from the start of this wild journey. Leep says he’s really gonna miss us, but, how can I say no?
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June 3, 2013
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Site-234
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Waley,
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Site-17? Wow, that’s really not what I was expecting.
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I don’t know if we can even afford to say no if the O5 has taken an interest in us.
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You’ve always been the one with the big heart. Always being there, not just as one of the most brilliant geneticists I’ve ever seen, but also as a close friend.
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Without you I don’t think our department could grow into the powerhouse that it is today. Can we believe we only first met and started Project Vigenère around two and a half years ago? Feels like it’s been my whole life, this wild ride.
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We’ve only been here for… ten months? Wow, it feels so much longer than that. I’m gonna really miss Sherry and Leep. At least our department will still all be together. Our weird little family has grown so big now!
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June 8, 2013
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Site-234
+Alabama
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Ryo,
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Thank you for the kind words. The same goes for you! Without you we would both be still stuck at our home sites doing god-knows-what…
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I responded to Director Moose but she said she already approved of the transfer for us, since it's pretty clear we weren't going to reject the offer. Honestly, it's too good to pass on, who wouldn't want such a promotion?
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They’re still building the new wing, but Director Moose has given me clearance to access the files we will have access to once we get there. You should have clearance too, since you’re Assistant Director.
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There’s some juicy stuff we can do. Just look at what humanoids are there. I feel like a wide-eyed junior researcher, boggled at the most mundane things, and it is refreshingly exciting.
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I'm going to be at Site-17 to iron out some paperwork, and inspect if the new wing fits in with what we need - I'll be pretty predisposed here since I want to make it a seamless transition, so you might have to take over for a bit.
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June 10, 2013
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Site-234
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Waley,
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We've been around for a while, but reading all of this… this is the first time in my entire career, I feel like I'm finally, properly, part of the Foundation.
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I’m reviewing the stuff we have clearance for now. I think SCP-2828 would be of interest - a vestigal organ that has antimemetic properties! I have some theories about evolutionary techniques that served to protect us from predators having origins in SCP-6009. Remember the SCP-3966 response you worked on that lead to the discovery of SCP-6009? Maybe there's some genomic basis for protection against those 4-dimensional spiders too!
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After all, we co-evolved, and if the neo-endosymbiotic theory is correct, then this would be one mark for co-evolution. It's weird how humans are the only species that have mitochondria that acts like SCP-6009… and since Director Moose requested, yeah, now that I can read the file, SCP-1000 really would be a great stepping stone.
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Or, now we have a whole new biological paradigm from the view of Nanobiomics, we can look into SCP-1237. It's genetics and neuroscience, Waley, it's begging us to study it. And if we can find the genetic and molecular basis for one anomaly…
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The Foundation really is a whole treasure trove.
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I'm so happy that we took on this wild journey.
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June 18, 2013
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Site-234
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I have this early unfinished draft that you should review on a hypothesis regarding reality benders - come to think of it, we never tested on humanoid anomalies. And Site-17 is known for having a ton of them! I've actually never done a brain scan of humanoid SCPs, it's going to be fun trying to map the 6009-Catena and see if the clustering matches up with regular humans!
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I've never met a reality bender before, apparently there's some training that we need to do before we are allowed to interact with them. I've already signed up to start by the time we get to Site-17, do you want me to sign you up too?
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Sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself.
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June 29, 2013
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Site-17
+Nevada
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I'm so happy to see you this excited! The Foundation really is not sparing any expense for our pending arrival. I've been meeting with all these department heads that want to get on our good graces! All these fields and departments that I didn't dream to ever interact with. I met more people here this week than my entire four years in Site-168, truth be told.
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And yes, sign me up for the reality bender seminar. There's real power and danger in these sites. The other day I had to partake in a breach drill, and they take it very seriously here. No more sleeping through drills, Ryo!
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At any rate, one of the new things Director Moose showed me was this system that Michael and Matsunaga have requested. Apparently I approved this? I don't really remember this, but the design is pretty ingenious. Basically, it takes in ChOMP-Seq data and tries to find the best fit in the clustering data we got from VGWAS, so we can have a pre-projection of how the 6009-Catena region would look like before hodological mapping.
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I thought it would be fun to see my own profile. Remember when we were testing early beta versions of ChOMP-Seq, and I had to use my own DNA because we ran out of test subjects? That felt like an eternity ago. My genome is still in the Project Vigenère folders so I threw it in just for the sake of it. Obviously we still have a lot of work to do, but my profile so far has GPK2/MT-UE4, ABCC11/MT-FR2, O-M122 haplogroup, which puts me in the civillian E-38 "passionate" and E-20 "curious" clusters. I could tell Director Moose was a bit skeptical, so I assured her that it's only inaccurate because we haven't properly attuned it yet. I told her, hopefully in the future, we'll be able to associate the genomic profiles with psychological profiles better.
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This would be pretty useful in predicting which psychological cluster people would end up in, without needing the OMNI procedure! Obviously there's still a lot of honing to do, but we might be able to retire that awful technique soon.
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I'm sorry I'm not back yet - I miss you! Please hold down the fort for me. I trust your judgement to do the best for the Nanobiomics Department!
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July 7, 2013
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Site-234
+Alabama
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Waley,
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Aww, I miss you too!
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I really would like to come by and see for myself, but I have to sort through a lot of paperwork for personnel transfer. When did we get more than a hundred people under our department?
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Sometimes I feel so lucky that I was assigned to work on Project Vigenère.
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You and I, we come from very mundane scientific backgrounds. Nobody balks at neuroscience or genetics. What we've been doing have been circling normal sciences. No paratech, no elder gods, no secret society. I've heard stories about the magical going-ons in other parts of the Foundation, and I envied them.
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These tools we created is our own brand of magic. I can't go back to the old days, now I know what lies within our own brains, just wriggling away. What are they trying to do? How are they doing it? SCP-6009's base anomaly is plain, but we dug deep trying to find out what gave it that strange edge, and we emerged with a whole new paradigm.
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We are going to change the world with our project, I can feel it.
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Still, we all miss you here at Site-234! I need you here with me. Sherry has been asking about you. Where are you?
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July 13, 2013
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Site-234
+Alabama
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Waley,
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Someone from the Ethics Committee came by to inform us of guidelines dealing with fetal subjects, because it seems like we will be getting clearance for that now?
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This is going to be interesting… I don't imagine the OMNI procedure can be done on fetuses or infants, and I would not subject a baby to that. If we can find a way to make it less traumatizing it could be a great way to finally get confirmation on how 6009-Catena is formed in the first place, before the brain is fully developed!
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I really need you back here, collaboration and transfer requests are skyrocketing because the word has spread about us moving to Site-17.
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We miss you here!
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July 24, 2013
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Site-234
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Director Glass from the Psychology Department came by yesterday looking for you, he says he would really like to initiate a large scale collaboration request. He's been told about our labeling inaccuracies and has had people looking into the way we are clustering - he says it's painfully obvious none of us study psychology, and that our current cluster labels are about as accurate as a horoscope.
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I didn't want to go over your head on this one, since Director Glass is kind of a big deal, and he specifically requested to speak to you. I told him that you're currently predisposed, but when they ask me when you'll return, I don't have a good answer.
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Did something happen in Site-17? It's been like, two months now, how much can there be to sort out? I really hope you're safe, I'm getting worried.
If I did anything to upset you, please forgive me. I'd like to think I've been nothing but cordial to you, but I don't know why you have been ignoring me.
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I know you're still alive, because the Foundation generally don't keep that a secret. A dead director has got to be replaced as soon as possible to keep things running. I know you're not transferred out, or got promoted, or got demoted, or any of that. So the only reason for radio silence is either Site-17 got wiped off the earth and no one found out, or you are ignoring me deliberately.
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We need you here, Waley. I wouldn't say the Nanobiomics Department is a mess, but it certainly isn't the same without you. You complain that you haven't been in a lab in a while, but you are still our project leader, and you have big picture insight into how to proceed with Project Vigenère that no one else has. Just because you don't need to be tinkling away with equipment and charts doesn't mean your contributions are unimportant. You're still a brilliant geneticist, and no amount of Foundation bureaucracy will take that away.
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It's just not the department that needs you, but I need you too. When I took on this project, I was skeptical and shy. I was borderline emotionless. I was not adventurous, and I rarely got excited for things. I know I am kind and caring, but I don't really like to show it. You opened my mind, not just in scientific inquiry, but awoken aspects of myself I didn't even know was there.
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I don't think I had a friend as close as you, Waley. And I'd hate to lose you. Or at least, have the decency to tell me why you've decided to leave.
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You're not just our director, Waley, you are probably the only person that understands SCP-6009 better than me at this department. We need you as our captain.
NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION
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For the reason of Department Director Request, the file(s) selected should be EXPUNGED
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August 20, 2013
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Site-17
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I’m sorry I’ve been gone for so long, I'm safe, don't worry.
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You did nothing wrong, and the apology should be mine. I was at Site-17 for quite some time, yes, and I kept neglecting your emails. I've read all the them, and I'm glad you're excited! I just couldn't bring myself to tell you what's on my mind. Every day, I would watch as the construction teams build up something new, read over the new quotas we now have, think about how to allocate funding…
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As for Site-17 itself… walking in the halls, you can sense the secrets hiding behind the walls. It gave me a chilling sort of pride, like you're walking inside history itself.
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I… didn't know how to word my thoughts, and I really didn't want to hurt your feelings. The more excited you were the more it hurts for me to think about what I'm about to tell you. You're my closest friend and confidant, so I want you to be the first to know:
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I will be resigning as director, and transferring out of our department.
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It seems natural since you threw this hot potato of a title at me, I’m throwing it back to you now. Following my transfer, you, as the Assistant Director, would naturally take over as Director of Nanobiomics. I don’t think anyone would complain, everyone loves you at Nanobiomics. Salutations and congratulations, Director Okami!
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We really built up this whole department from nothing. You and I, from two underfunded sites, are now growing this project to an unimaginable scale. Even the name "Nanobiomics" commands respect.
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I'm really proud of everyone in our department - Jenny, Matsunaga, Michael, even the new people - but I want to thank you specifically, Ryo. And I remember your old self, yes. I remember like it was yesterday: awkward, overtly formal, only here because you were assigned, and honestly kind of skeptical of our project. The Dr. Okami from three years ago and the Ryo I know now could not be more different.
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Despite the grandeur of what we built up for Nanobiomics, SCP-6009 itself is mundane; all the intrigue that we found in our department was the work of our own two hands. Project Vigenère already surpassed its original goals a long time ago. The core anomaly is well understood. As the project grew, the creative sparks flew and from the tiny seed grew this behemoth that we stand on. ChOMP-Seq, OMNI, the MH nexus… wow, Project Vigenère really gave us a lot, didn't it? There's people in Nanobiomics working on things I don't even understand anymore. We've unknowingly crossed a threshold somewhere.
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The last email I sent you, I mentioned something that Director Moose showed me, the terminal that they're setting up. They didn't even name it yet, but I told you the gist of what it does: We can get how the neural connections worked, and categorize the psychological profiles according to the mitochondrial genetic data.
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Did anything strike you as disturbing in that sentence?
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I imagine you didn't really think much when you read it. I didn't think much of what I told Director Moose either. Why, yes, we associate genomic profile with psychological profiles! What's so weird about that? It's the natural next step of what we're doing. I was really impressed of the design! I was thinking what we could even do further… then it hit me.
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I can already envision it: just take a sample, run it through the model, and in a day or two the sleek terminal will pop out your subject's psychological profile and likely decision making. No need to get permission to rack the brains of every poor sap that the Foundation decides to snatch up. And it works best for non-anomalous humans, just everyday folks like us! Well, now we’re going to be at Site-17, we might find out if it actually works on humanoid anomalies. That's definitely going to be fun for the whole family!
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I haven’t been able to sleep since I realized what we've discovered in Project Vigenère. I have so many conflicted ideas what might be the endpoint. We even dangled the prospect of understanding the evolutionary tactics used by SCP-6009 in front of them in the most recent symposium…
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It's not perfect yet, but it's serviceable enough for me to be worried. Furthermore, what does this mean for how personalities are shaped, if it was always just from a genetic basis?
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I'm going to tentatively call my position "genetic determinism" - a person having certain types of genomic interaction can be categorized into certain cluster of behaviors. I know this is uncharacterisitcally nihilistic, Ryo, and I would understand if this makes you worried for my sanity, but I've had a lot of time to think, and I just can't reason my way out of this.
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During these sleepless nights, I mostly just drive out into the Nevada desert, and look into the skies out here. We're both city people, Ryo, and we really are missing out. Stars are great philosophical companions.
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I tried to convince myself that's not true. C'mon, our brains don't stay the same our whole lives, that's Neuroscience 101. You're not just… born with what you're going to be like. Your personality is shaped from your joys, memories, traumas, all that! The outside world changes you! Nature versus nurture!
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Is personal growth just a joke then? Are people just destined to be a certain way, hard-coded in their genes?
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I keep telling myself, there's no possible way that the intricacies of the human mind could be broken down into chemicals and numbers in a machine like that. But I know what we're studying, Ryo, and so do you. We found this hidden library underneath the dense genetics code, and it's only a matter of time and effort to see how long we can decipher what's in this library.
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Every day, I feel watched. I’m suddenly acutely aware of anything I do. It’s like my own mitochondria have betrayed me, which I am aware is an utterly ridiculous idea.
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Perhaps I'm overthinking it. There are so, so many hurdles to overcome. Maybe we already hit the wall of what we can decipher, and the broadest strokes are the extent. Or maybe I’m just paranoid about nothing, inflating the importance of our department, and ultimately nothing important will come of Project Vigenère.
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As much as it hurts to think about, I thought about shuttering the department. I have (well, had) the power to make everyone just stop. Ban all research, bury our data, dismantle the department, and we all go back to our old lives. Forget this all happened, another project lost to the Foundation’s annals of time. Maybe even throw this to some MTF with a webcrawler to ensure no civilian ever gets close to the truth either. Tell Director Moose that we're sorry the Foundation spent so much money on their new wing, pack our bags, and just leave America forever. I actually planned on sending a letter to the Overwatch Council recommending this line of action, but then realized they likely would never respond in the way I want. The Foundation has invested so much in our department at this point, and now I know why.
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I am foolish, Ryo. I really should have seen this sooner. Moose, Mann, Andrews, Yamataka… Why have all these higher-ups taken such a keen interest in our project? It’s not for the betterment of science, out of the pure kindness of their hearts, that I can tell you.
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I don't think they have malicious intent as individuals… but I can't say the same about them acting collectively as the Foundation. They might not know the science behind everything, but they know a good opportunity when they smell one.
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We think we are rewarded for our hard work, but really, it's only because the Foundation finds us useful. If our findings gave the Foundation no benefit, would they be investing so much into our project?
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It’s really kind of funny - do you remember my original proposal before it's even Project Vigenère? I listed two goals: investigate how these pesky mitochondria keep moving out and about, and find out how it’s making this weird web in our brain. Well, we certainly answered that second part, but to this day no one really has a clue about how it moves around on its own, and it really is too unimportant for anyone to care. The Overseers are not going to be wasting money for us to find out how why they wriggle around.
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We've not only discovered something that shakes the very basis of human understanding, but we also developed a tool that can exploit this knowledge.
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You're a stronger man than I am. You have the courage to see Project Vigenère to its end. I have conflicted feelings about this incredibly valuable tool. I'm sure the Foundation will find its use for the betterment of humanity.
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I don't think anyone involved in our quick ascent ever had malicious intent. But I also know we, as an organization, have had a long litany of sins.
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I'm sure a few years down the line, even my current moral quandary could have been predicted.
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You and I had a beautiful time building up this empire. I deeply, deeply appreciate our friendship. The Kyoto trip will forever be one of my most cherished memories. We really should have taken more breaks from work and explore America together, but just being with you makes work feel less like a burden.
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I do care about you, Ryo, not just as a colleague, but as a friend.
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I don't regret my time at Nanobiomics. But I can't continue down this path.
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Correction: Dr. Chiang Wei-Huo has been transferred back to the Nanobiomics Department.
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The Ethics Committee has requested Director Okami Ryōsuke to enroll Dr. Chiang in a mandated amnestic corrective regimen in order for him to continue his work.
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The current state of Project Vigenère is not yet sufficient for SCP-6009 to be reclassified as Thaumiel.
The following file is Level 5/6019 classified. Unauthorized access is forbidden. Access beyond this point will result in the deployment of a memetic incapacitation device.
Description of SCP-6019 recovered from an Archeological Site near Paphos, Cyprus.
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Special Containment Procedures: Descriptions of SCP-6019 are to be stored in Site-102's Reliquary storage area, on sublevel C13. Insular anomalous religions for which SCP-6019 forms a basis of their belief system are protected under Joint International Occult Court Ruling 456(c). As such, containment of these communities is to be limited to veil maintenance and protection of civilians. The SCP Foundation reserves the right to suppress religious movements involving SCP-6019 in the case that these movements begin to expand out of the anomalous community.
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Update 17th January 1963: Per Overseer Order 6019-19d, further research into SCP-6019 has been declared inefficient and wasteful. As such, the use of SCP-6019 for research purposes is preemptively denied by the overseer order. Any appeal to Order 6019-19d is to be brought to the Office of the Overseer Council or the O4 Courts.
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Description: SCP-6019 is a complex religious rite known as the "Giah-Rex", which forms the basis of the nootic churches - the most notable of which are the church of Sarkicism, the Church of the Broken God, and the Church of the Scarlet King (both the Holy and Orthodox branches). SCP-6019, when performed, leads to vivid hallucinations of a large extra-dimensional location, henceforth designated SCP-6019-1.
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~1950 descriptions of SCP-6019 have been identified, mostly in church archives and other historical records, though some have been found in archeological digs or the possession of prominent occultists. The oldest full description of SCP-6019 has been dated to ~2000 BC - through descriptions of a practice similar to SCP-6019 since the inception of written records. These descriptions vary widely, with a multitude of different methods, materials, and actions involved depending on the source. Despite this, all sources agree on the main tenets of the procedure.
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SCP-6019, in all cases, involves the concealment of several personal items and a statuette of the individual performing the procedure under a kind of cover. A steel or wooden crate is most common in Sarkic and Saklian1 traditions, whereas the use of flesh (usually of a pig) or foliage is common in adherents to the Church of the Broken God. Extensive historical evidence suggests that SCP-6019 was used by all Nootic religions until the 1st Century AD, in which most major sects decanonized the rite and declared its practice heresy. At current, the use of SCP-6019 is limited to several minor religious groups.
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The exact nature of SCP-6019-1 is disputed. The most commonly accepted interpretation is that SCP-6019-1 is a materially present alternate dimension coeternal and consubstantial to ours. Another theory states that SCP-6019-1 is, metaphorically or otherwise, the collective noosphere of humanity. No theory has, at current, been verified. See Addenda.
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7 And Ion saw the Archon Beelzebub (Qiongqi) above him, and it spoke: 8 "Listen, and I shall guide you to the lord Yaldabaoth (Nebro)" and Ion listened, and he was shown how to enter the realm of Yaldabaoth.
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Records of SCP-6019 have existed in Foundation records since its inception. Numerous foundation precursor agencies had some knowledge of SCP-6019 and even had a variety of descriptions relating to it. Despite this, the actual 6019 designations were not assigned to it until 1964.
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In February 1961, the Overseer Council approved the formation of RAISA and transferred much of the primary physical documentation onto digital records. Before this decision, communications between Foundation sites, especially regarding non-classified anomalies with little threat to the veil, was incredibly limited. RAISA's first digitised intelligence construct, TSATPWTCOTTTADC.aic was implemented in May 1961 based on and superseding an AI framework (the ERZATZ Type AK9 Computational Engine) constructed in 1955. TSATPWTCOTTTADC.aic was the first Artificial Intelligence that allowed access to the entire Foundation database, and as such noticed many previously unrecognised correlations within the records. Greater than 2000 previously unidentified anomalous objects were flagged by TSATPWTCOTTTADC, and as such the O5 Council approved the creation of ~3000 Article Slots within the database, and a temporary Classification Committee to determine which objects would be granted SCP status. One of these articles, SCP-6019, was of interest to O5-8, who was concerned that the Foundation's lack of research into anomalous religions was a serious security threat - citing the 1942-1943 Breach in Mexico and the creation of SCP-2480. Documents describing SCP-6019 had been found in the possession of several religious organisations, and as such, in June 1961 O5-8 granted an extra USD 71 million (equivalent to $634 million) into research funding.
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+Thank you for voting on the SCP-6019 funding protocol, it means a lot. The extra increase in funding was of course more general, but it was also spurred by the discovery of an early gnostic gospel - the Gospel of Cain, in Cyprus. The exact details are unnecessary here, but the authors apparently had knowledge of 5 descriptions of 6019, all highly varied, and all forming the basis of a major religious organisation - as well as being independently discovered (as I thought, most descriptions of 6019 are translations.) Alongside another text, "PRINCIPIA PNEUMA" compiled independently by John Dalton, this means that we know of Six descriptions of SCP-6019 which were independently discovered. I'll note them down here for your convenience.
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+- 1. "The First Glorious Vision/Seeing of Father Fuxi" - Oldest full description of 6019, attributed to the Xia Emperor Yu. By fluke, one of our precursor organisations had this in their possession, which transferred to us in 1908.
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+- 2 "PRINCIPIA PNEUMA" - Description compiled by John Dalton, through scientific rigour, might I add. Technically owned by us (as well as the rest of the Miskatonic Occult Library).
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+- 3 The "Giah-Rex", the namesake of the entire ritual. Attributed to Grand Karcist Ion. Apparently, it's actually several hundred descriptions, and probably wasn't even discovered by Ion. Ion was the first to experiment on the ritual, mostly by attempting to move the individual around SCP-6019-1. In the possession of a Neo-Sarkic community "Nebro's Gate" in Vladivostok.
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+- 4 "Menokropololitis" - noted to be a "bizarre Mekhanite text". In the possession of Robert Bumaro, I believe.
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+- 5. The "Final Kingdom of Saklas". A huge blank here. The only thing we can find about it is that it exists.
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+- 6. "The Mind", by Democritus. Describes SCP-6019 within chapter 4. Currently in possession of the GOC.
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+Next time we meet, I'll propose a project to locate and recover these texts. I'll need your vote and your skill in convincing of the bat, so, I'm relying on you here.
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+Happy New years, me. I continue to marvel that, despite the strange beasts and entities at every corner of this universe, we can regularly celebrate such an occasion. I recently visited the Site of the planned Site-17, near Miskatonic, and celebrations are high. Despite this, the foundation keeps working. Just this morning, a sarkic community near Kholat Syakhl in Russia was found massacred, their villages and crops burned, and their central church desecrated. The Karcist of the community, Elle, was mortally wounded when the village was discovered. Her last words were in Sarkic. The nurse only spoke Russian.
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+This means that a fold in our plan to retrieve the Original Giah-Rex2 has come up. Khrushchev and a variety of Sarkic Religious leaders, in response to the attack, met at a Summit in Siberia, and in the proceedings GRU Division "P" has agreed to protect the Sarkic Communities within Russia. This is an issue for us because we have two opposing interests in the region - open violation of a GRU-P order could be construed as a violation of the Foundations officially neutral cold war position, and force open hostility between Russia and the Foundation. On the other hand, information on SCP-6019 could prove invaluable in our containment of multiple other objects.
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Agree to diplomatic action with Robert Bumaro to collect SCP-6019 description "Menokropololitis" and institute an invasion of the "Nebro's gate" Neo Sarkic community in Siberia, to collect the original "Giah-Rex". (05-8)
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+Apologies that I had to leave New York before I could speak with Bumaro. Our projects into religion have turned over many rocks that should have been left alone, and I had to deal with the fallout of discovery in Argentina. I have gleaned the major Geopolitical details involved in your meeting, but I have gained nothing on the status of SCP-6019. Did you manage to discuss it with Bumaro?
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+SCP-6019, was, in fact, the last thing I and Bumaro discussed. He was clearly of two minds about the object and had diligently collected the fifth of the Great Discoveries from the archives of his church. Upon meeting on the deck of the SCPS Apollyon, he looked at the box which he was keeping it in, apparently deeply uncomfortable. I finally brought it up in the closing hours, as he was preparing to leave. He handed it to us, and, strangely whispered into my ear. I will quote him verbatim.
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+"Now you must be aware of why this was removed from the canon. Though aiding our discussions with Mekhane, its cost was too great. As a church, we are also a church of science, and the findings of our forefathers concerned them. This ritual … it leads you to the mind made solid … to the kingdom built by Yaldabaoth. It is an unholy place, and any information gleaned from it is tainted. The world it leads to is disease incarnate - natural, yes, but horrible … disgusting … dangerous. I hope you eventually feel the same." And then he left.
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+One final thing; during the discussions we gained operational purview over a Heretic of the Church, Guillermo De Kristan. He fell out of favour with the church after using SCP-6019. Given that we have currently no reliable method of performing 6019, his expertise may be useful.
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Note from Dr Guillermo De Christian to the Containment Investigation, Conception and Documentation Archive (CICADA)3 in August 1962
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The abandoned entrance structure to Site-102 (image was included alongside the caption "new home") before its demolition and replacement in 1964.
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Apparently, as an official HCML supervisor, assigned to SCP-6019 no less, I can write these now. I do not feel like an HCML supervisor - and I doubt O5-8 or anyone else really considers me one. I was thrown into this place against my will, and I will continue to be here because, by a fluke of history, I had the information the Foundation needed. Perhaps Bumaro is right, and this is God's punishment for my Heresy.
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The foundation does not realise that the Giah-Rex is a ritual that requires careful preparation, practice and skill to achieve. One cannot pull out an instruction manual from an archeological dig and assume that is all they need to perform it - it may work once or twice, but consistency is a challenge people of their kind aren't up for.
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I have proposed a change to the standard form of experimentation on SCP-6019. I can only hope O5-8 approves it.
Method: The items above were arranged, and SCP-6019 was performed. D-9945 was instructed to relay all he saw while in SCP-6019-1.
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Results: Documentation of EXPERIMENT SCP-6019-001 is attached below.
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TRANSCRIPT - 6019-001
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[Feed begins as SCP-6019 is being prepared. D-9945 uses 4 personal items - a diamond wedding ring; a crucifix necklace; a worn teddy bear; and a commemorative Australian pound7. A large stainless steel sphere is wheeled into the room by JR Henry, and D-9945 grabs it from her, holding it just above his personal items.]
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Interviewer: Dr Guillermo De Kristan.
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[Feed begins as D-9945 sits slumped in his chair Dr De Kristan sits down. D-9945 does not make eye contact.]
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Dr. De Kristan: Good evening, D-9945. Are you okay? [pauses] I understand it can be a little frightening the first time around.
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D-9945: Not frightening … beau - no … not beautiful either. It was … I can't even describe it.
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D-9945: I woke up … in, it was like a garden. Around me … around me … there was a forest. The trees stretched on into infinity, with every angle, every leaf visible at once. I was in a clearing … the grass - It looked … I can't describe it, but it felt … hairy - wet, like fur. I could see behind the forest, too, but it might have been above. I don't know, the ground, it kind of bent into a sphere or a cylinder, before abruptly disappearing. Around the edge, around the edge was this city - or like a factory, I couldn't tell. I saw the smoke - coming from the city, in plumes, as if something was being made there. All I could tell was that the factory was abhorrent … a scar on the earth. Then I saw it.
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D-9945: It was … like alive, I don't know. Whenever I looked at it my head began to scream … it was - kind of changing like someone was blinking and each time they did it was replaced by something else. It was a deer with 10 heads and 50 horns; then a man huddled into a dark shadow; then an inverted crucifix of flesh with a woman melted into it; then something that looked vaguely human, but with too many limbs, and a slab for ahead … and then it settled. It looked like … maybe 40 or 50 heads fused into two rings, each orbiting around a point of energy … that … the colour. There was a colour in it, just around the highlights. I don't think the colour was from this earth.
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D-9945: De Kristan? I … I think I was in Eden. The garden … its majesty was too beautiful for human eyes to comprehend … but, the thing inside it … it wasn't a creation of God … it wasn't even satan. Whatever that … thing … was … it was a dark thing … a thing that even the greatest of lights couldn't overcome. I don't know what you think it is … but please … I implore you. It was a scar - on nature. I need you to make it heal.
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Excerpts from the Diary of Dr Guillermo De Kristan.
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This test surprised me. We used the final ritual from the "Giah-Rex", that O5-8 had got Bumaro to wrangle. It was apparently made by Karcist Ion himself, and I see no reason to doubt it, but one would expect that, even by fluke, Ion's rite would have caused the user to be pro-Yaldabaoth in a sense. I thought for a second that something else had replaced Yaldabaoth, but that didn't make much sense. I thought I was the only one.. Best not write that, this is surely being read.
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We've tested people from a variety of different religious groups. Out of the 99 test subjects, we found that the entity, when using derivatives of Karcist Ion's original text, is viewed highly positively concerning religious belief systems originating from Siberia, whereas both Asian and European belief systems view it negatively. The correlation between the historical extent of Sarkicism and the Church of the Broken God and views on this entity is too much of a coincidence to ignore.
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We know who massacred the Sarkic Community near Khoylat Syakhl, and it terrifies me. A police raid on a warehouse in Portsmouth, NH revealed a religious organisation named the "Children of the Scarlet King" - an apocalypse cult that created several anomalous items. An item within the warehouse - A small wooden door made into a Massachusetts brownstone frame, which was quickly identified as anomalous by an embedded foundation agent. Deeper into the warehouse; 7 women were found chained to a wall, all pregnant. After recovery, the first women went into labour, and the Piscataqua river turned blood red, expanding to flood nearby neighbourhoods. We realised that something had happened when our embedded agent's radio began to emit the sound of birdsong and rushing water. 993 had died within the town before we could contain the disaster.
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Within the warehouse, which was partially damaged in the flood, we found three texts of value. Containment of the 7 children was instituted according to guidelines found in a text designated the "Erikesh Codex", which we have altered slightly into "Procedure 110-Montauk", a grizzly affair for which I have luckily only heard sparse details about. A few written letters have confirmed this Group's involvement in the Khoylat Syakhl attack, and a few other less publicised massacres, amounting to 1200 deaths. And finally, by a twist of luck, an original description of SCP-6019. This intrigues me. Mounting evidence suggests that the Children of the Scarlet King, while the most violent of the bunch, are not the only group that worship the scarlet king. Possession of the original "Final Kingdom of Saklas," as well as further information on the belief systems of this group, could prove invaluable in our explorations of SCP-6019. When we locate another group worshipping the "Scarlet King", I'll be sure to use one of the believers for insight.
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+The Site of the Raid, Malta (photo credit SCP Foundation)
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+Officials from the SCP Foundation have reported that MTF-Epsilon 6 "Village Idiots" partook in a night-time raid of a religious stronghold in Malta. The official source stated that "No injuries were reported, and one individual was voluntarily moved into foundation custody."
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+The raid followed an anomalous disaster in Portsmouth, New Hampshire with a confirmed death toll of 993. The disaster was linked to a newly discovered religious sect worshipping an entity known as the "Scarlet King". Foundation sources stated that "immediate suppression of [groups worshipping the Scarlet King] was the only way to ensure the prevention of further similar [events]". they also claimed that "immediate diplomatic and peaceful negotiations" would begin with "Non-violent religious sects."
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+The affected stronghold was the meeting place of a sect known as the "Orthodox Church of the Scarlet King", which, in its first public announcement stated that "we believe that the raid on our facility was in error, and are beginning negotiations with the Foundation to reduce hostilities." They further stated that "Despite worshipping the same god, we do not associate with the [Children of the Scarlet King] and mourn for the loss of life they have caused. We acknowledge the great service to humanity the SCP Foundation has done, and hope to cooperate with them in service of knowledge of our religious practices."
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5. Interview Log
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INTERVIEW TRANSCRIPT - 6019-1344
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Foreword: In September 1962, a member of the Orthodox Church of the Scarlet King (henceforth designated Poi-6430) was brought in to advise the SCP-6019 team. Dr Guillermo De Kristan performed a preliminary interview with Poi-6430 to determine the theological interpretations of SCP-6019 by the Church of the Scarlet King.
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Interviewer: Dr Guillermo De Kristan
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Dr De Kristan: Greetings, sir. I'm glad you volunteered to talk with us.
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Poi-6340:[pauses] Greetings. It is a …. courtesy, to aid you in your search for knowledge.
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Dr De Kristan: I see. I must first ask you if you have heard of a particular religious ritual known as the "Giah-Rex"?
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Poi-6340: Of course. The Giah-Rex was used by the first scholars of Erikesh to commune with Saklas, may his name be venerated, and it has been in constant use since then by the worshippers of the Scarlet King, Saklas, the Devourer - the general entity goes by many names, and it is called that for many reasons. I will talk about those names later if you wish to hear them. But I digress, The ritual leads us to the realm of "Cosmos" - known to some as "Verus Mendacio", which is said to lie within the Nevermeant, or upon the tree of life - the specific details are unknown and irrelevant. It is accessing Cosmos which allows us to commune with Saklas, or, in rare cases, Nebro or Mekhane. It is the basis of our scripture and teachings, but it is also a matter of immense care.
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Dr De Kristan: I see, you may - wait … Nebro? I've heard that term applied to Yaldabaoth. I was once a part of [he cuts himself off] - I don't even remember where I heard it. But it's there, in my mind.
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Poi-6340: Yaldabaoth is a name mostly used by the Sarkic groups. The name originated from the Proto-Sarkic gnostic communities in Greece, referring to the Proto-Sarkic Yalda for "creator or ruler", and Baok - "seven" and oath "Archon". We don't consider Yaldabaoth or Mekhane to be evil per se, but they are the least important of the Trinity of Urges. Yaldabaoth represents the urge of Thesis, the natural order instituted by IS, and its dark brother, as well as by Yaldabaoth itself. This urge is the root cause of all-natural suffering - disease, famine, etc … It's opposed by the Urge of Antithesis, reason, rationality, and control over nature - the root cause of all manmade suffering. This urge was instituted by Mekhane after he granted intelligence to humans. What we aim for is known as the urge of synthesis, the goal of Saklas and ideally a merging between the excessive bodily alteration and value of rationality over all else of Mekhane, with the veneration of disease and irrationality by Nebro.
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Dr De Kristan: How can you call Saklas benevolent when it's responsible for Portsmouth? For those 993 deaths? We've seen Saklas, in the pit behind that door. It isn't benevolent, it is horrifying.
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Poi-6340: I remember you.
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Dr De Kristan: What?
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Poi-6340: There was a controversy over you back in the church. Most groups worshipping Saklas, may his name be forever venerated, are staunchly opposed to the execution of heretics - why we were opposed to the Children of Scarlet King from the start. Knowing that you had used the Giah-Rex, there was a debate over whether we should save you from the Mekhanite execution you were destined for. Some thought it meant our long-lasting secrecy would come to an end, and over one life no less, but others thought that no matter its effects it would be the moral thing to do. You were the first Mekhane lover in 1000 years to use the Rex. I believed that we should have let you die. [pauses] The church eventually settled on that, too.
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[Silence on record.]
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Dr De Kristan: This-this doesn't answer my question.
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Poi-6340: Saklas. He saved you from execution. Your views on things are, as common for a Mekhane lover, incredibly binary. Did you stop to think that, perhaps, the Scarlet king could be capable of great good and great evil?
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Dr De Kristan: Why do you worship him, then - if he is capable of evil?
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Poi-6340: Would you not venerate and support a great leader regardless of his poor decisions? Everything has two sides, doctor, even you. Saklas has two sides: the Scarlet King, the benevolent, and The Devourer, the malevolent. I'm sure you'd be interested in these essences, but I warn you, it isn't a story often told in our ranks. Telling it forces you to be careful with names. It used to be told more often, but something changed, decades ago.
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Dr De Kristan: This doesn't seem relevant, but continue.
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A photograph of the Extra-nomenclative space described herein.
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Poi-6340: Thank you. In the days before the flood, in the chaos caused by the fall of Audapaupadopolis, a lord, the King in Crimson Robes first split himself into his two essences, just as IS and IS NOT had been split into a multitude of questions and paragons. The Devourer had grown enraged by its connection to the Scarlet King, and the Scarlet King likewise was saddened to see itself capable of great evil, so it vowed to find a way to split itself. It ventured into the endless grove, where the nameless reside and convinced - No, that isn't right. What is convinced didn't have a name, but it was made of names, and it took two names from the King in Crimson Robes. These were the names of its essences, and taking them and putting them intoblo that forsaken forest freed them. The King in Crimson robes lost its name in the process and journeyed for decades to find the name of the old slain titan, Saklas, artisan of the world. The Devourer stole the name for himself but found the name Sakas had come to refer both to him, and the Scarlet king.
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The hatred between the two entities grew, The Devourer causing great atrocities, and The Scarlet King giving great gifts to humanity. The Devourer began building new and vast hells on new planets, his corruption extending through the plateaus and mountains, like a whisper on the wind. Despots kept power because the Devourer starved their people into submission, and Peaceful rulers fell because the Devourer corrupted their hearts and minds with greed. It was the Children of the Night who caused his downfall.
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Dr De Kristan: Children of the Night?
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Poi-6340: They were an old race, humanoid, just as intelligent as us, but larger, covered in grisled fur. I don't know what created them, but they suddenly gained incredible power some time ago. They built the most powerful weapons, strongest militaries and most powerful lines of infrastructure in the decades after they appeared. Apparently, no one thought of them as much of a threat. No exploration was really made into their territories, and the arrogance of their leaders blinded them to the threat they faced. They started expanding suddenly, and all at once, and nation after nation fell. In each nation, the Devourer sat, taking the form of a king, or a reformer or any number of powerful people. And as the Children's army came tearing through blockade after blockade, defensive after defensive, the Devourer sewed disunity, with countries collapsing into chaos before the Childen even arrived. Who knows if the children would have gained so much power if not for him?
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And the Scarlet King was enraged. The Humanity which had been carefully built over centuries to work in harmony had been swatted by a larger force and subjugated in an instant. The only bastion of power was the nation of Erikesh. Its king had gained a weapon - called by various names. Some called it the Godless Lance. Some called it the Golden Arrow. But what is agreed is that the weapon held back the Children for decades. As The Devourer looked upon the waves of slaughter from both sides, he felt, for the first time, guilt over his actions. And then he collapsed into madness and greed, horrified that any of the Scarlet Kings essences lay in him. The Scarlet King called upon the people of Erikesh, and, using the Erikeshan weapon, lead The Devourer to Æshtyr. The Scarlet King then called upon his archangels, who volunteered to contain him. The Warriors of Erikesh volunteered the Godless Lance - or whatever you want to call it and killed the archangels. Then, with the bones, he formed great chains and trapped The Devourer for eternity.
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Dr De Kristan: If The Devourer is trapped in … whatever that place was … what caused the Disaster in Portsmouth?
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Poi-6340: There are two theories. One, which I doubt, claims that the Scarlet King was responsible for those children, and possibly helped build the door. Those who argue for it mostly come from the Holy Church of the Scarlet King, who hold that the splitting of the King in Crimsons essence was the evilest act in history. The Holy Church expands the belief in thesis, antithesis, and synthesis from merely a relation between the urges established by these entities, to facets of the universe in themselves. They hold that synthesis exists in everything, and cannot be removed, and that synthesis is strongest when elements are in balance. It relies on a scripturally muddy view of the urges as a spectrum, and hence, adherents of the Holy church are sometimes called Priverzhentsy Spektra8 - Russian for "Adherents to the Spectrum". Since, in their view, the opposing parts of a whole always exist in something, and cannot be removed, that The Scarlet King must, though uncommonly, be capable of Great Evil. Of course, their evidence for this is weak, mostly citing the small moments of guilt The Devourer felt after letting the Children of the Night subjugate humanity. I see no reason to believe that this goes both ways.
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Dr De Kristan: And what do you think?
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Poi-6340: I don't know. I cannot speak of matters above our understanding. The rest of my group will tell you the Children were tricked, that they fell victim to some grand cosmic ruse.
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Dr De Kristan: "Grand Cosmic Ruse" - can you elaborate?
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Henry Rubrum, 1959
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Poi-6340: The Children of the Scarlet King were a strange few. I was paying attention to them as a fringe group during my time in the Orthodox Church. They were founded in the 1800s as a restorationist sect - known as the Society of the Golden Arrow, holding that The Scarlet King had specifically intended for Erikesh to be the last to fall to the Children of the Night, and for that purpose granted them the "Golden Arrow" to defend from attack. Eventually, its founder, Theodore A. Rubrum died in an industrial accident. It was renamed the "Children of The Scarlet King" by the new leader, Henry Rubrum, and eventually, efforts to convert Theodore's preachings into a text named the "Erikesh Codex" began. Back then, all adherents to the Scarlet King lived in secrecy, so too much conflict between the groups was impossible, but both the Orthodox and Holy Church Authorities had been closely observing them. The status quo ideal of keeping secrecy bound them, and they had, with good reason, concerns that the Children would break that order in favour of religious expansion. Despite this, many of their views were not bizarre in Church senses, and so their influence expanded. At their peak, they had a few thousand members and had purchased from Marshall, Carter and Dark a description of the Giah-Rex which formed the basis of the modern movement.
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Henry Rubrum used this text to commune with Saklas regularly, and eventually, he heard from the entity that Synthesis was impossible. The Scarlet King had apparently told Rubrum of three laws - the law of blood, of concrete, and Howling. The law of Blood was claimed to be the natural order - that of violence, disease, hierarchy, disorder. The Law of Concrete was instituted by humans - it's a discount urge of antithesis, but they take the extreme position that any human interaction with nature constitutes the law of blood. The law of howling is the inability for these to exist in synthesis. Rubrum and the few devoted followers who stayed in the group when it began to claim these things believed that the existence of humanity, anywhere, violated the law of howling. They called on what they thought was the scarlet king, and, kidnapping 7 girls, impregnating them with all manners of horrors and disasters. The Orthodox Church had built up a network of Spies within many smaller Sects, the Children Included, and an embedded agent described the blasphemy. The Church was trying to sort it out as they turned their guns on Khoylat Syakl. I don't think the inhabitants of Khoylat Syakl had done any particular slight against the Children, but both the Mekhanites and Sarkics were the focus of an undeclared holy war between the Children. Syakl was the first real battle, and in retaliation, the GRU and Sarkic groups agreed to an alliance. Rubrum had not been expecting this, and as such declared that the war would continue when the first child had given birth. I'm guessing Orthodox Church leaders then decided to call in the foundation, knowing of your ambitious policy of research into the Giah-Rex.
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Dr De Kristan: And how do you know all this - the history of the Children, of the Holy War, of … everything? Why would a church … or any organisation for that matter, reveal its spy networks, or these great horrors to its worshippers?
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Poi-6340: The Foundation has rubbed its ways onto you, Volutaar9 De Kristan.
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Dr De Kristan: Volutaar … who told you? Not even O5-8 was told of it - not until - [pauses] - he was not told, how do you know?
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Poi-6340: Ahh … I will reveal this, and I am sure you will be interested, but first, let me explain. Not every organisation deals in secrecy - not even all secret organisations, mind you. The worshippers of the Scarlet King were forced into secrecy during the age of the Catholic Church, and it was, until recent events, a matter of unquestioned loyalty to the church and tradition to keep information within the church itself. Of course, some broke these traditions, but we ensured that the reward for breaking secrecy never outweighed the inevitable punishment. Anyone in the church could have found this out. But I am getting ahead of myself.
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On the day of the massacre of Kholyat Saykl, the higher-ups in the Maltese Orthodox Church declared, unanimously, alongside the other arms of the Orthodox and Holy churches, declared the Children of the Scarlet King a threat to the secrecy of the Church. That day, I went into the Maltese records, which are extensive, and I learned of the history of the group, and I was concerned. While the use of the Giah-Rex had been extensive within our church, the authorities have always warned of its unreliability. As above, so below. The world of Cosmos, it - echos our own. As Saklas in the lower dimensions is one entity split in twain, so it is in cosmos. The body we call Saklas, which resides in Cosmos - its final glorious Kingdom, it can be both the Scarlet King and The Devourer, and you can never tell which. I fear that when Saklas spoke to Rubrum it was not The Scarlet King speaking, but The Devourer. The Devourer longs to return to this world - it fashions itself the benevolent god of this place. It lied to Rubrum, saying it was The Scarlet King, and about the law of Howling, and he believed it. The Devourer is pushing on the barriers in this world, and whenever the 7 chains holding him breaks … I don't like to think about it. The end of the world would be a mercy compared to what it would bring about. The suffering caused would affect every facet of silly life and endless.
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SCP-2317-Prime, believed to be the location referred to as Æshtyr
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Dr De Kristan: So, no change then. [laughs]
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Poi-6340: You jest, but you make a good point. After seeing how such an entity can trick so many, I wonder, has everything I've lived and believed a trick, an illusion? Was Saklas ever really split? Or has for aeons past and aeons future will he continue to trick humanity in an elaborate ruse, laughing at the little ants walking forward and back, little cogs in a machine much larger than they can fathom. If The Devourer was such a cause of great suffering, and it was really trapped in Æshtyr, what explains the suffering we see today? Is he really trapped? Will his being free change anything? Forgive me for my blasphemy.
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Dr De Kristan: I understand the feeling. I was in a relatively high rank in Nebros Gate, a relatively powerful sect of Sarkicism, a relatively powerful religious organisation. We venerated disease, and when a great plague ran through our camp, our leader, Karcist Salak, was convinced our connection to Yaldabaoth would grant us immunity to the disease. Whatever happened … I don't know. The plague ran through the camp, and death littered the streets. I barely survived, my skin bruising and blotching, peeling in paces, coughing, screaming. It was the worst pain I had ever experienced. I ran from the camp and … and the pain was too great. I left the camp behind … and I walked dying into the city - it was Madrid, I remember it clearly. I was in great pain, and, having heard of the great hospitals in humanities, which I was told violated Yaldabaoth, I asked a man to help me, but I couldn't speak Spanish, and so he pulled me into his car and took me to the hospital. I don't know what he thought I had done with myself, but eventually, we arrived, and the staff tried to fix me up. It was close, I heard, but eventually, I had recovered. I lapsed in and out of consciousness in the hospital, but I remember one thing clearly. I was sitting in the hospital, in a ball, blood and pus covering the damp sheet, clinging to me, enormous fucking tube in my mouth, keeping me breathing. And I looked up, just for a moment, and saw Karcist Salak sitting on the side of my bed, crumpled like wet tissue, clinging weakly to the bed. I … I don't know how he did it but the rush of nurses and doctors from around the ICU failed to notice him and … fuck. I thought of him as a god … I thought he could do anything. All he said to me was "I thought I respected you. Now I know you're a quitter. A fucking quitter." And then he died. When I got out of the hospital, I tried to rectify my faith. I thought maybe the teachings of Modern Sarkicism weren't right, that I had to look back to the traditions of the past. I looked into the Giah-Rex, a decanonized rite that used to form the basis of the religion. It had been removed from the canon after a few religious leaders realised its discovery was by rationality and reason, and not obviously divinely inspired. I looked into it, finding a translation of the original "Giah-Rex", and I tried it. The entity I saw there, maybe it was Yaldabaoth, maybe it wasn't, disgusted me. I thought that maybe the Church of the Broken God had the answers, that nature was disgusting. It was after a while I realised that it was horrible, too. I've never felt this alone, and scared. No meaning I've ever assigned to this world has lasted. It's not meant for us. I … I just want a way to find humanity a place somewhere else. A place where we can affect the course of history, where we aren't just cogs in a machine. I know that might sound insane.
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Poi-6340: It isn't insane, Guillermo. It isn't insane. [pauses] I have one last thing to say to you. I don't want to do this, but if I don't, someone will and without my warnings and caution in the matter. After the massacre of Khoylat Saykl, I used the Giah-Rex, talking with Saklas for the first time. He said that he had chosen me for a task. He described, in detail, the upcoming Foundation raid on the complex. He instructed me to turn myself over to the Foundation, and give them three things. He showed me how to perform the Giah-Rex without anyone else. I don't understand the mechanics … how, but I tested it, and it works. The method also allows for one to record and, essentially, film the events occurring within Cosmos. The second thing he told me was a set of coordinates. He said that I would meet you, a man who has gone from Sarkicism to the Church of the Broken God, and then, finally, to the Foundation itself, and that when I met you I should hand them over. I wrote them down afterwards and had been memorising them. And then, finally, he said for me to tell you this truth. The Giah-Rex is an important artefact in many religions because it, by nature, creates and destroys religions. There are two types of nootic religions - those that stagnate and those that crash. Wherever the Rex is present, these forces will collide. The Children of the Scarlet King crashed. Sarkicism and the other major religions stagnated. Soon they will be replaced by a new set of religions, scriptures, and tenants. "Be ready for it, he said". The final thing I will say did not come from Saklas, but it is as grave and important a warning as always. I cannot know whether the entity that spoke to me was the Scarlet King or The Devourer. What I am preparing you for, which I do not even comprehend, could be a great good or a great evil. Keep steady on your path. And be careful. Good luck.
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6. Investigative Conclusions
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The following log, recorded between O5-8 and Dr Guillermo De Kristan at Miskatonic University's "Williams Room". It constituted an informal summary of the findings of De Kristan's report into SCP-6019.
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The "Williams Room", Officially the Frederick Williams Meeting Room, within the Occult Studies wing of Miskatonic University
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[O5-8 is seated, sipping from a glass of vintage shiraz. Sunlight pours into the room from its iconic windows. A storm is seen brewing on the horizon. His phone rings.]
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O5-8: Hello? [A pause] Err … yes, I see. [he pauses for a moment, listening to the voice on the other end] Send a team after him … yes … thank you.
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[He puts the phone back on the desk, pouring another glass of Shiraz, and ringing a handbell. A well-dressed butler appears from the left of the frame.]
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O5-8: Deeds? Pour another glass. And call in De Kristan. I hoped I wouldn't have to do this so soon.
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Butler: As you wish sir.
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[The Butler a glass from his coat, pouring another glass of Shiraz. O5-8 moves his chair back and takes another sip of his Shiraz. The butler presses a button on the portable phone case. His voice becomes visible over the intercom.
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Butler: Would Dr Guillermo De Kristan please come to the Williams Room for a meeting, I repeat, Dr Guillermo De Kristan.
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[The butler exits.]
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[Dr De Kristan enters, appearing dishevelled. He sees O5-8, and is visibly shocked.]
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O5-8: Sit down, Guillermo. I've poured you a glass. Vintage, 1911 - I believe. Lovely stuff. Shame it has to go to such an occasion.
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Dr De Kristan: O5-8, sir, I don't understand. Why do you want me here?
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O5-8: This project … well the foundation prides itself on values … organisation, efficiency, et cetera. And the Overseers represent that. They see one loose end, one dollar gone to waste, and they will pounce. This is sometimes a good thing but … well, I don't think our project of boundless exploration of theology, and religion, and these undoubtedly fascinating things can go on. In the view of the council, SCP-231 and Portsmouth was a mess caused by our snooping into things best left unanswered. The SCP-6019 project directly leads to the discovery of 231 and the subsequent cessation of Procedure 110-Montauk. They realise that eventually the Children would have stopped the procedure, and helped on the birth of these world-ending threats, but the hasty release of BLACKBIRD could have been prevented if our research into the Children was more organic. We've had nothing they care about to show for the 6019 projects, and, with recent events, they've become convinced the massive sums of money we've put into 6019 have been a detriment, not a benefit. If someone seriously considered ending the project, they would easily have enough votes to shoot it down. So, I'm ending it on my own terms.
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Dr De Kristan: What … what? I've made so much progress … we've found a new and interesting method of performing 6019 - we can record 6019-1 directly, we've done so much … for this? I have already made breakthroughs on the nature of 6019, and I am on the verge of more. This can't be right. Surely you can convince the council, somebody, that 6019 is worth fighting for?
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O5-8: It's just not happening. I'm sorry. I can get you another job at 102, but that's the best I can do. After today, I have a feeling I may have fallen out of favour with the council.
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Dr De Kristan: What do you mean? Shouldn't they be happy you shut down 6019 if they hate it so much?
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O5-8: Your D-Class, 9945 had been building a following for weeks. He had been preaching to others, staff, other D class, everyone, about his new religion. I didn't want to distract you from work on 6019, so I didn't tell you - [De Kristan opens his mouth to protest, but O5-8 raises his hand] and now he and few others got out. It's an embarrassment, and the council, ever searching for justification to defund our investigations into 6019, have cited 6019 as the cause of this disaster. As they look for 9945, and as they inevitably keep on looking, they'll be sure to blame this on me and you. I need to contain the damage for this, and so shutting down 6019 is the best way. If I may, can you summarise your findings, at present? Hopefully, this all didn't go to waste.
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Dr De Kristan: Yes … Yes sir.
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Dr De Kristan: Thank … thank you, Sir - Eight, sir. Well … in summary, SCP-6019 acts via a powerful conceptual lock between the items of the ritual, the practitioner, and the other individuals involved in the ritual. The items of the ritual are conceptually linked to the user, by using personal items and a few thaumic components, and then the items are covered. As the three helpers imagine the items under the cover, they are imagining the person through the conceptual lock. This somehow actually puts the user into the minds of the three helpers. 6019-1 is the collective noosphere of humanity built up by everyone on the planet. When you are transferred there, as it is completely and literally an imaginary world, the details of the world change depending on the context of the ritual, and they also reflect reality. In the words of Johnathan Henry Kalam, as above, so below.
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O5-8: If I do not misunderstand, is that why marking points on a map can allow you to … er… meet with certain noospheric entities? For instance, the coordinates used in both Sarkic and Church of the Broken God variants of the rite corresponds to SCP-5001. Is the literal body represented by the personal items by the conceptual lock, being placed, literally in these locations, before being abstracted into 6019-1 by placing the cover over them?
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Dr De Kristan: You could say that, sir.
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O5-8: I see. So Bumaro was right, then.
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Dr De Kristan: In a sense, yes he was. But it's important to not discount the immense amount of research still needed on the subject.
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O5-8: I recognise it, but I don't think I can get the council to my side. It's over.
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Dr De Kristan: I'm sorry it had to end this way.
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O5-8: Me too.
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[He raises his glass]
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O5-8: To … knowledge.
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Dr De Kristan: To knowledge.
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[They drink before Dr De Kristan stands up to leave.]
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Dr De Kristan: And one last thing, eight?
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O5-8: Ask away.
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Dr De Kristan: Kalam mentioned a set of coordinates. Where did they lead?
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O5-8: Oh … just some patch of sea near India. I'll give you the full coordinates. Maybe you'll make a connection that I haven't.
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7. Incident Report:
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On the 7th of January 1963, the planned final meeting of SCP-6019 research teams went as planned, with the team meeting at Research and Containment Site-102 for a small luncheon. After the luncheon, 7 staff - led by Dr Guillermo De Kristan left to the SCP-6019 designated testing chamber to remove their equipment from their labs. At 2:00 PM a staff member was reported absent from an assigned duty, and a Junior Researcher was sent to the designated testing chamber to check for them. Upon arrival, the researcher found all 7 staff, dead, lying around a makeshift setup of SCP-6019. A recording of SCP-6019-1 produced according to methods gained from Poi-6340 was found at the scene. This log has been transcribed in its entirety below.
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Frame 1681
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[For 13 seconds, no usable video is recorded. Muffled sounds resembling footsteps are heard. The feed suddenly switches, showing a distorted and stretched landscape in all directions. A patchwork of homes, cities and farms extends towards a central point. Several houses missing walls, roofs, and some are completely unrecognisable. The camera momentarily turns, pointing at a man of apparent Indian descent looking out of the window of a church. The man wipes his brow with a napkin, before moving from the window. The camera points to the bottom of the church, where the first-floor wall is missing. A memorial to another man is seen at the bottom, with bouquets and a small picture sitting on a table. The camera pans back, momentarily stopping to look through the doors into the church.]
Dr De Kristan: Where it all began. Our world is broken, Henry. So much death … violence. We were not made for it. We were made for here. This place, our minds, anything is possible. It was the first gods who removed us from here, from paradise. They wanted control, power.
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Dr Henry Lancet: How do you know?
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Dr De Kristan: Have you seen the great suffering inflicted by that world? By … by "reality." These gods, you think them benevolent, but how could such a benevolent God allow such suffering. I know the truth, and I know how to secure our future in paradise. I need you to trust me.
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Dr Anne Ozymandias11: This is weird, Guillermo. You can take me to wherever you want to go, but, at least, let me opt-out.
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Dr De Kristan: … Fine. Let's go. I've been through this place already, but it might be a bit different.
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[The group continues down a street, which is built from hundreds of different materials. Crowds of people manifest and demanifest over certain materials. A child, separated from its parents, is seen in the crowd. It blankly stares at De Kristan before demanifesting. They continue. As they turn a corner, an area resembling a slum is seen, smoke rising from within. ]
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Dr De Kristan: In there.
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[The group enters the slum. The crowds inside are panicked, running through the slums as faceless entities in firefighters uniform push through the crowd. The camera turns to show a man and a firefighter crowding behind a soot-covered and severely burnt body. The man is crying and yells at the firefighter. The audio produced is illegible. The camera turns forward and shows a massive fire. At a point on the street, the fire suddenly cuts off, reaching a line. An unrecognisable shape sits after charred by fire above the street. The cobblestone on the ground pulses and flows like water. De Kristan motions to the group, who jump into the flowing street. The camera falls in, passing through the street. The feed suddenly shows all seven on a fishing boat, with a large blank point in the ocean behind them. Two glowing yellow orbs are visible above the point, orbiting around each other. As they orbit, a sound resembling a turbine is heard.]
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Dr De Kristan: Oh … it's beautiful. You should count yourself lucky. This is the first place, the first piece of mind in which IS resided. That void … that is where the world emerged from. The perfect land of our mind. And, once we return to it, we will be with IS, living for eternity in paradise. Are you excited?
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[Dr Lancet spits on De Kristan, who recoils.]
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Dr Lancet: Guillermo. You're insane. This was meant to be the final test of 6019 … not … this.[He points to the void.] How do you know any of what you're saying is true?
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Dr De Kristan: Can you not see its beauty with your own eyes? Do you not trust it?
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Dr Lancet: It … it isn't beautiful Guillermo, it's disgusting. I'm getting out of here.
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Dr De Kristan: NO! This is for your own good.
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[Dr De Kristan kicks Lancet in the chest. He falls to the ground in pain, grasping his stomach.]
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Dr De Kristan: It's for your own good.
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[The sound of engines is heard, before screaming. The camera turns to face behind itself, showing the burning slums. The screen goes dark.]
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< END LOG >
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Following this incident, reports of unexplained shared memories began to appear within fishing communities on the Bay of Bengal, affecting an estimated 230,000 people. The most common shared memory involved the affected individual in hospital, apparently with a degenerative skin disease. 78% of affected subjects have claimed that a man, also infected by the disease sat in front of or on the hospital bed. Of the 11 speakers of Proto-Sarkic who make this claim, all but one have claimed that the man said "I thought I respected you, but now I know you're a quitter. A fucking quitter."
The pit containing SCP-6059. Entity was on a "Pause" when photo was taken.
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Special Containment Procedures: The Chuck E. Cheese establishment formerly housing SCP-6059 has been seized by Foundation personnel under the cover of a major health code violation. The former structure has been converted into a Foundation site.
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All civilians recorded as having formerly interacted with SCP-6059 have been appropriately amnesticized. All children exposed to SCP-6059 are to be monitored for future unusual behavior including but not limited to:
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Religious fanaticism
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Unusual ritualistic behavior
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Involvement in fringe religions
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SCP-6059 is to be fed Chuck E. Cheese brand pizza twice daily. Any complaints from SCP-6059 regarding the quality of pizza provided are to be disregarded. Once a month, SCP-6059’s pit should be emptied and refilled with plastic balls of the same brand used by standard Chuck E. Cheese establishments. SCP-6059 is permitted to have enrichment activities as a reward for good behavior.
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Description: SCP-6059 is an amorphous creature approximately the size of an average human toddler composed of a mixture of plastic, vomit, pizza sauce, and trace amounts of feces and urine. While amorphous, it is capable of shaping a crude "head" and mouth. Two plastic balls placed atop its "head" with drawn on pupils serve as its "eyes". It is unclear if these "eyes" are functional. SCP-6059 lives in a ball pit formerly located in a Chuck E. Cheese establishment. SCP-6059 is incapable of leaving the confines of its ball pit despite constant statements to the contrary.
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Children under the age of 10 exposed to SCP-6059 will begin to worship the entity after approximately twenty minutes of exposure. Worship typically takes the form of prostrating in a ring around the pit containing SCP-6059, reciting grandiose statements of SCP-6059’s supposed might and power, and throwing slices of Chuck E. Cheese pizza into the pit.
Foreword: The following interview was conducted following the successful containment of SCP-6059.
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<Begin Log>
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[Dr. Rosemary unzips the mesh netting surrounding SCP-6059's pit. Following instructions from on site command, he carefully steps in. The balls reach his knees.]
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Dr. Rosemary: Hello? Anyone here?
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[SCP-6059 pops up from the balls several meters from Dr. Rosemary.]
[SCP-6059 continues shouting as it begins throwing plastic balls at Dr. Rosemary. Dr. Rosemary attempts to engage conversation, but is unsuccessful. SCP-6059's assault continues until Dr. Rosemary leaves the pit. SCP-6059 looks towards the exit of the pit and appears to form the approximation of a frown before vanishing back beneath the balls.]
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<End Log>
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Closing Statement: Several other members of site personnel attempted to engage SCP-6059 in conversation following Dr. Rosemary's attempt. SCP-6059 responded the same way to each. Dr. Rosemary was reassigned once it was determined the entity's reaction was not unique to him, and a new plan for interviewing was drafted. This plan included the creation of a "Pause" system, designed to punish the entity for poor behavior.
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Interview 2- 10/29/2021
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Interviewed: SCP-6059
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Interviewer: Dr. Rosemary
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Foreword: Dr. Rosemary was provided with a family sized Chuck E. Cheese pizza to provide as an offering to SCP-6059.2
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<Begin Log>
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[Dr. Rosemary approaches the pit with the pizza. He opens the mesh netting, and holds the box over the pit. SCP-6059 erupts from the balls beneath the pizza, bites down, and drags the offering into the pit.]
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Dr. Rosemary: Feeling ok, SCP-6059? More willing to chat now?
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SCP-6059: YOU HAVE PLEASED ME WITH A SACRIFICE. YOU MAY SPEAK, NON-BALL.
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Dr. Rosemary: …Right, ok. Uh…let's just start with the basics. What are you?
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SCP-6059: TELL ME MORTAL, HAVE YOU EVER HAD AN ENLIGHTENED EXPERIENCE IN A PIT?
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Dr. Rosemary: I'm…what?
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SCP-6059: HAVE YOU EVER HAD AN ENLIGHTENED EXPERIENCE IN A PIT?
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Dr. Rosemary: Hold on, hold on. I have no clue what you're trying to ask me here.
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SCP-6059: HAVE YOU EVER BEEN BLESSED BY THE PIT OF BALLS? LEFT WITH A MARK OF THE DIVINE? TOUCHED BY A HIGHER POWER?
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Dr. Rosemary: I….guess? When I was a kid I got pinkeye from a McDonald's ball pit. Do you mean something like that?
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SCP-6059: YES THIS IS IT! YOU HAVE BEEN TOUCHED BY MY BLESSING! YOU ARE A PROPHET OF THE PIT!
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Dr. Rosemary: Alright, that's…lovely, SCP-6059. That didn't answer my question, though.
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SCP-6059: OH DIDN'T IT?
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Dr. Rosemary: No, it didn't.
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[SCP-6059 is silent for several moments. It suddenly begins shouting and throwing balls at Dr. Rosemary and continues until Dr. Rosemary leaves the pit.]
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Dr. Rosemary: SCP-6059, if you don't behave you're going to get a time-out!
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[SCP-6059 throws another ball at Dr. Rosemary, hitting him between the eyes.]
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Dr. Rosemary: Alright, time out it is!
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SCP-6059: WAIT. WAIT!
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[Dr. Rosemary institutes the recently developed "Pause" plan, turning off the lights and leaving the room. SCP-6059 angrily throws a ball at the mesh netting of the pit every few minutes. Eventually it appears to settle down and begin looking for personnel.]
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SCP-6059: TURN THE LIGHTS BACK ON MORTAL. RELEASE ME FROM THIS "TIME-OUT" IMMEDIATELY.
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[SCP-6059 sinks into the pit, staring at the netting. It makes soft whining noises.]
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SCP-6059: PLEASE COME BACK.
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<End Log>
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Closing Statement: Dr. Rosemary returned after thirty minutes. He explained behavioral expectations to SCP-6059, and informed the entity that a failure to cooperate and behave would result in another "pause". The entity agreed to the terms set forth.
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Interview 3- 10/31/2021
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Interviewed: SCP-6059
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Interviewer: Dr. Rosemary
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<Begin Log>
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[Dr. Rosemary throws another family sized Chuck E. Cheese pizza into SCP-6059's pit.]
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Dr. Rosemary: Alright, 6059, are we ready to behave?
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[SCP-6059 pops up from the pit, eating the pizza. It nods.]
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Dr. Rosemary: Good, we both got off on the wrong foot so let's start over. I'm going to ask you a few questions, and I need you to answer honestly, alright?
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SCP-6059: THOSE TERMS ARE ACCEPTABLE, MORTAL.
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Dr. Rosemary: Alright. First question, same as before. What are you?
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SCP-6059: I AM BOTULAE, GOD OF THE PIT.
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Dr. Rosemary: …God of the pit?
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SCP-6059: YES. I HOLD DIVINE POWER OVER THE PIT AND ALL WITHIN.
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Dr. Rosemary: Alright, I can accept that. Now when you say "the pit", you mean…?
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SCP-6059: THE PIT AND ITS MANY BALLS ARE MY DOMAIN. I OVERSEE THEM AND THEIR BLESSINGS.
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Dr. Rosemary: So, is that just this ball pit or all of them? I haven't seen you make much of an attempt to leave here.
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SCP-6059: I AM MORE THAN CAPABLE OF LEAVING MY PIT. I AM ALL POWERFUL.
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Dr. Rosemary: Ok. Leave the pit then.
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[SCP-6059 stares at Dr. Rosemary. It begins reaching to grab a ball.]
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Dr. Rosemary: Make smart choices, SCP-6059.
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[SCP-6059 puts the ball down.]
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SCP-6059: MY DOMAIN IS THE PIT. THIS PIT.
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Dr. Rosemary: I appreciate you being honest with me. And that's nothing to be ashamed of, you have more of a "domain" than most people. I gotta ask, though, why this pit?
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SCP-6059: THIS IS MY PIT. IT IS MY DOMAIN.
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Dr. Rosemary: SCP-6059 please respond to the question, you know I want more of an answer than that.
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[SCP-6059 goes silent and appears to recoil slightly.]
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Dr. Rosemary: It's ok, SCP-6059. There's nothing to be upset about. You can talk to me.
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SCP-6059: …I WOKE UP HERE.
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Dr. Rosemary: And…?
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SCP-6059: THAT IS ALL. I WOKE UP HERE.
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[SCP-6059 appears to breathe slightly faster.]
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Dr. Rosemary: …So this is your divine pit then. Ok, I understand. And that thing with those children…?
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SCP-6059: MY DIVINE SERVANTS. LOYAL SUBJECTS WHO SUNG MY PRAISES AND BROUGHT ME OFFERINGS.
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Dr. Rosemary: 6059, you had like 20 children worshipping you. What were you even doing?
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SCP-6059: A GOD IS NOTHING WITHOUT FOLLOWERS. FOLLOWERS SPREAD WORD OF YOUR POWER AND GAIN YOU INFLUENCE. WITH FOLLOWERS, WORSHIPPERS, YOU ARE REMEMBERED AS MIGHTY IN THE PANTHEON. WITH WORSHIPPERS YOU GAIN OFFERINGS, AND YOU LIVE FOREVER.
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Dr. Rosemary: But why children?
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SCP-6059: THEY ARE LIKE ME. I FEEL KINSHIP TO THEM.
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[SCP-6059 watches as Dr. Rosemary records notes. It cocks its head slightly.]
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SCP-6059: MORTAL, ARE YOU A "CHILDREN"?
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Dr. Rosemary: No, sweetie, I'm in my thirties.
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SCP-6059: THEN WHY DO YOU BRING ME OFFERINGS? WHY DO YOU WRITE DOWN THE STORIES OF MY EXPLOITS? I DO NOT FEEL MY INFLUENCE WORKING UPON YOU, YET YOU PERFORM THE STEPS OF WORSHIP REGARDLESS.
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Dr. Rosemary: Hm? Oh, I guess I have been taking notes.
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SCP-6059: HAVE YOU ACCEPTED THE GLORY OF THE BALLS? HAVE YOU DECIDED TO BECOME A FOLLOWER OF MINE?
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Dr. Rosemary: Nothing quite that exciting, 6059. Don't overthink it. Anyway, I think we're done for today. There are a few things I need to look into. See you soon, ok?
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SCP-6059: WAIT!
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[Dr. Rosemary exits the pit and leaves SCP-6059's chamber.]
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SCP-6059: …COME BACK…
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<End Log>
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Closing Notes: Footage following this interview shows SCP-6059 acting irritably. The entity is seen throwing balls against the mesh netting for several hours before it ceases and appears to stare towards the ceiling. After approximately one hour it sinks back into the pit.
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Interview 4- 11/1/2021
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Interviewed: Dr. Rosemary
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Interviewer: SCP-6059
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Foreword: SCP-6059 requested an interview with Dr. Rosemary following the prior interview, to which Dr. Rosemary agreed.
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<Begin Log>
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SCP-6059: HEY! THING IN MY PIT! ARE YOU- OH MORTAL IT IS YOU!
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Dr. Rosemary: Yeah, what's up? You wanted to talk to me?
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SCP-6059: YES. SINCE WE LAST SPOKE I HAVE BEEN BOTHERED GREATLY.
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Dr. Rosemary: Alright, let it out bud.
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SCP-6059: I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN CONTENT WITH MY PIT AND MY BALLS. THE WORSHIPPERS I HAD WERE FEW, BUT I WAS CONTENT. I WAS ABOVE THEM, I AM THE MIGHTY GOD OF THE PIT!
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Dr. Rosemary: And?
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SCP-6059: …AND…SOMETHING IS WRONG. I FEEL WRONG.
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Dr. Rosemary: Oh you're being really serious about this, ok. Yes, go ahead.
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SCP-6059: WHEN I FIRST AWOKE IT WAS JUST ME AND MY PIT. THERE WAS THIS FEELING FOR SOMETHING, THOUGH I DO NOT KNOW WHAT. ALL I KNEW IS THAT I WAS DIVINE AND THE PIT WAS MINE. EVENTUALLY I MET THE CHILDREN, AND THEY WERE KIND TO ME. WORSHIPPED ME. MADE ME FEEL….IMPORTANT.
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WHEN I WAS BROUGHT HERE THE FEELING BEGAN AGAIN. MY WORSHIPPERS WERE GONE, IT WAS JUST MYSELF AND THE PIT. THIS WAS UPSETTING, BUT I AM UNSURE WHY. THEN YOU COME AND BEGIN SPEAKING WITH ME, AND THE FEELING WOULD GO AWAY. BUT YOU WOULD LEAVE AND THAT FEELING WOULD RETURN. WHY IS THAT?
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Dr. Rosemary: Well honestly part of it is because I'm assigned to you. I need to take care of you and ensure that you're ok.
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SCP-6059: YOU DID NOT HAVE TO BRING AN OFFERING WITH YOU THIS TIME, THOUGH.
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[Dr. Rosemary takes out the family sized Chuck E. Cheese pizza he had been concealing. He smirks.]
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Dr. Rosemary: You noticed, huh?
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SCP-6059: YOU WERE NOT REQUIRED TO COME THIS TIME, EITHER.
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Dr. Rosemary: To be honest with you 6059, I don't come because I have to. I come because I want to learn about you, but mostly because I think you just need a friend.
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SCP-6059: WHAT IS "A FRIEND?" IS IT BALLS?
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Dr. Rosemary: Nah, a friend is someone you care about not because they worship you or anything, but because you respect them and enjoy their company. You give them things because you feel like it, or because it's the right thing to do. They listen to you and care about you not because they have to, but because they can.
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SCP-6059: I DO NOT UNDERSTAND.
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Dr. Rosemary: Honestly, 6059, I could tell talking to you that you'd been through something. I don't know what that thing was, but you don't need to be alone.
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SCP-6059: ARE YOU MY "FRIEND", DOCTOR?
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Dr. Rosemary: Yeah, I am. If that's something you would like.
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[SCP-6059 throws a ball at Dr. Rosemary, striking him between the eyes.]
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SCP-6059: YES, I WOULD.
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<End Log>
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Drawing by SCP-6059 and Dr. Zacharias Rosemary, drawn during an enrichment activity.
Filename: Bällebad (9572452124).jpg
+Author: Carsten Witzke
+License: CC BY 2.0
+Notes:Wikimedia Commons
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Filename: WEAREFRIENDS.png
+Author: FabledTiefling
+License: Creative Commons 3.0 Share-Alike
+Notes: Image was created by this article's original author, FabledTiefling, and released under Creative Commons.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6226 is allowed to freely float around Aquatic Enclosure 6.
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Description: SCP-6226 is a sentient rowboat behaving similarly to a non-anomalous Balaeniceps rex (Shoebill). It uses its attached oars to ambulate through the water. It is very friendly with personnel and will float along the edge of its enclosure following anyone passing by its fence.
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Addendum-6226.1 Anomaly Transferral:
+Due to the Boring Agreement, since SCP-6226 was discovered in Crater Lake, it is planned to be transferred to GoI-466 (Wilson's Wildlife Solutions) for documenting and care. A full document from WWS is expected upon its arrival.
To: Tim Wilson
+From: Dr. Jerimiah Greene
+Subject: New Anomaly
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We have come into the possession of a new anomaly. It was found swimming near the bank of Crater Lake so we are planning on sending it over to you.
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Dr. Jerimiah Greene
+SCP-6226 Head Researcher
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To: Dr. Jerimiah Greene
+From: Tim Wilson
+Subject: Re:New Anomaly
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Sounds like a plan! What sort of creature should we be expecting? What kind of enclosure does the little buddy need?
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Tim Wilson
+WWS
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To: Tim Wilson
+From: Dr. Jerimiah Greene
+Subject: Re:New Anomaly
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Most researchers here have described him as a shoebill. Quite docile. He even likes to follow around our staff when they come to greet him! I will attach a photo of the enclosure he is currently being kept in. I'm not really sure why we've put the fence around there, it's not like he's planning on going anywhere!
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Dr. Jerimiah Greene
+SCP-6226 Head Researcher
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To: Dr. Jerimiah Greene
+From: Tim Wilson
+Subject: Re:New Anomaly
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Great news. We haven't had many birds some in our doors for a while. Everyone's very excited to meet him! I'm especially intrigued as I've been wanting to care for a Shoebill for quite a while. I've also come up with a name, Eddie!
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That enclosure seems a little small. We've picked out a nice roomy habitat for him. We suspect he'll love it! The enclosure is nice, but I do wish we could see his smiling face! Speaking of Eddie, what anomalous properties should we be expecting?
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Tim Wilson
+WWS
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To: Tim Wilson
+From: Dr. Jerimiah Greene
+Subject: Re:New Anomaly
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There isn't much you'll need to worry about vis-à-vis anomalous traits. My only gripe about him is he doesn't need to eat or sleep (His squawking could get a little loud during the night!). But for the most part, he's just like a baseline shoebill. I've packed a copy of the full documentation we have on him (including some wonderful photos from our on-site amateur photographer that are just so lovely) along with him in the truck we're sending him to you in. Should be arriving any time now!
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Dr. Jerimiah Greene
+SCP-6226 Head Researcher
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To: Dr. Jerimiah Greene
+From: Tim Wilson
+Subject: Re:New Anomaly
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I think I just heard your trucks pull up! I'll send over his new documents soon!
Medieval depiction of the aftermath following a Fifth-Night Event.
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Item №: SCP-6292
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Object Class: Archon
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6292's containment has been deemed impossible. Civilians reporting SCP-6292 after a Fifth-Night Event are provided misinformation suggesting it is a non-anomalous human. Any further recovered historical material referencing those events is to be immediately logged and stored.
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To ensure that the significantly lower death rate during Fifth-Night Events remains unnoticed by the public, all Foundation actions and military operations with severe death rates are to be conducted on such days.
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Description: SCP-6292 is a sapient Class XII theologically-ontokinetic humanoid entity. It is the essophysical embodiment of the concept of death; due to this, its physical state correlates to the phenomenon of death localized on Earth.
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Fifth-Night Events are periods of time during which SCP-6292 temporarily lowers its activities, as a result creating small and almost unnoticeable periods of ΩK-Class Scenarios on a regular basis. For more details, see Discovery.
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Discovery: SCP-6292 has been known to the Foundation since its founding in 1870. It was originally discovered due to the widespread nature of Fifth-Night Events and their documentation throughout history. To prevent the significant decrease in death rates during these events the Foundation has even undertaken massive organized efforts, such as the delegalization of alcohol in the United States in the 20th century to prevent all Fifth-Night Events from occurring altogether. Like all previous attempts, this action had no significant effect on the reduced death rate, and was repealed.
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The anomaly has evaded Foundation contact; however, a breakthrough occurred on 02/09/2012, during which the Foundation was able to obtain the recording of a Fifth-Night Event, localized within Steve's Best,1 eventually implanting SCP-6292 with a location tracker. See the following log for more details.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Recording begins with SCP-6292 sitting at a bar, alongside civilians. In its vicinity, empty cups and dishes lay haphazardly. SCP-6292 appears to be severely impaired, swaying alongside the beat of a song playing inside.
UNKNOWN 1: Yeah, sure. <laughs> And pigs can fly, right?
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SCP-6292: First of all, fuCK YOu. <hik> Second off, do you know how HARD it is to be the god-damned Grim Reaper? How sad it is to get called in to send a poor little small innocent baby back to the underworld?
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UNKNOWN 2: A baby? You send babies to the underworld?
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SCP-6292:EXACTLY!<pause> Ahnynnyway—
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As SCP-6292 goes to drink from a nearby glass, the store manager is seen entering the room, pushing the bartender aside.
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MANAGER: Sir, how much have you drank so far?
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SCP-6292 slams his drink down onto the bar table.
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SCP-6292: I'm literally the Grim fuckin' Reaper! I've <hik> not had nearly enough to drink—
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MANAGER: I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
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SCP-6292 scoffs.
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SCP-6292: Are you fucking my balls here? <hik> Do you know how much shit I have to deal with so that you can prop—
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MANAGER: Either you leave, or I call the police and have them escort you into a prison cell.
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SCP-6292: This is just like 1984 by <hik> by Stephen King.
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[END LOG]
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Afterword: Local authorities arrived soon after to apprehend SCP-6292 for indecency and public intoxication. Authorities refused "being the grim reaper" as a valid reason for releasing SCP-6292 from custody. Instead it was released the next morning, following Foundation intervention.
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Update: By unanimous decision of the Foundation's Classification Committee it was later decided that any intervention with the entity or containment efforts should not be attempted due to them posing an inevitable threat of an ΩK-Class "End of Death" Scenario occurring.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6418 is currently unconfined. Intersections where SCP-6418 is believed to be in effect are to be blocked off briefly while the anomalous stoplight is replaced by a non-anomalous one. Grade A amnesiacs are to be issued to individuals who have reported experiencing SCP-6418's anomalous properties.
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Description: SCP-6418 is a designation given to an unknown number of stoplights positioned in intersections around the United States. Stoplights affected by SCP-6418 appear identical to non-anomalous stoplights. However, if an instance of SCP-6418 is moved out of its intersection, it will begin to rapidly rust and disintegrate.
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The anomalous properties of SCP-6418 will trigger when a vehicle drives through a red light, breaking established traffic laws. The entire vehicle in question, along with its occupants, will vanish immediately after being in line with SCP-6418 and the ground. For unknown reasons, this event does not appear to disturb other nearby drivers.
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Within 5-10 seconds after disappearing, the vehicle and its occupants will reappear safely in a parking lot near SCP-6418. For unknown reasons, this phenomenon seems to prioritize empty parking lots first. The vehicle and passengers appear to have suffered no external damage between vanishing and reappearing. The passengers, however, will act as though they have experienced serious psychological trauma. In most cases, the victims will refuse to discuss anything related to the event if they are mentally stable enough to communicate.
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There appears to be a relationship between the speed of the vehicle driving into SCP-6418's area of effect and the stress experienced by its passenger(s) (See Addendum 6418.1 Test Logs). Victims who drive through the red light at five miles per hour (mph) or lower experience minimal psychological damage, if any. In extreme cases, the victims will either be rendered completely insane and unstable, become left in a vegetative state or suffer massive heart attacks immediately after reappearing.
Foreword: The following interview describes an interaction between D-71823 and SCP-6418 Project Co-Manager Dr. Jack Linan. D-71823 agreed to participate in describing the events of her time in SCP-6418 (See Addendum 6418.2 Test Logs).
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[BEGIN LOG]
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DR. LINAN: 71823, please describe the experience. What happened to you as you drove under the red light?
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D-71823: I don't know. One second I was, um, driving through that intersection, and then the next I was…not there.
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DR. LINAN: Was it a seamless transition? Did you feel sick or in pain or anything?
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D-71823: Um, I don't think so. It was like everything around me had changed, except the road and the car.
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DR. LINAN: What did you see? Can you remember?
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D-71823: Yes, I can remember, doctor. I can remember it vividly. I'd like to forget about it, but I can visualize it clearly in my mind. I see it in my dreams.
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DR. LINAN: Please describe what you saw.
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D-71823: I was no longer in that intersection. I was on a road, a really long road. No matter how far I looked it just seemed to keep going on. It was a one-way road, too. It wasn't a one way road before I, uh, disappeared.
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DR. LINAN: Can you describe the experience beyond the road?
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D-71823: Uh…
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DR. LINAN: 71823?
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D-71823: I'm sorry, it's just…well…hard to describe. I was nervous about this part. Where I have to describe it, y'know?
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DR. LINAN: Are you able to?
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D-71823: Yes, yes, I am. Um, it was raining really hard. The sky was pitch black, too. Oh, and there was fire around the edges of the road.
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DR. LINAN: Is that everything you saw?
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D-71823: Yes. No. No, the radio didn't work, either. It was just static and I couldn't turn it down, or off.
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DR. LINAN: 71823, I don't mean to sound threatening. Truly. But, I feel as though you are excluding something. Please, describe everything you saw.
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DR. LINAN: 71823?
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D-71823: You don't want to know, doctor.
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DR. LINAN: I want to know. You don't want to remember.
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D-71823: There was screaming. So, so much screaming.
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DR. LINAN: Screaming?
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D-71823: Yes. There were lots of voices just…screaming. In pain. Like they were burning alive. But it wasn't just normal screaming, doctor. There were words. Names.
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D-71823 puts her head in her hands, facing the floor.
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D-71823: And I lied, doctor. It wasn't fire. It wasn't just fire. They were cars, and they were burning. They were really, um, destroyed and dented and broken.
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DR. LINAN: Did they have drivers? Did you see any other people?
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D-71823: No, no people. I don't know where the voices were coming from, 'cause there was nobody there but me.
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DR. LINAN: So, you just continued driving.
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D-71823: I guess I did. Looking back, I mean, I should have stopped. I guess I forgot that I could.
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DR. LINAN: So why did you continue driving?
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D-71823: I don't know. I didn't know where I was going or where I was. I just had to keep driving, doctor.
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DR. LINAN: How long were you driving for, do you think?
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D-71823: It had to be at least, like, 30 minutes.
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DR. LINAN: 30 minutes? You reappeared within a matter of seconds. What let you escape?
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D-71823: There was another red light. I saw it like ten seconds before I was out. It was the only one in the entire drive.
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DR. LINAN: Did you stop?
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D-71823: No. I told you, I couldn't. So I drove right through the red light, and then…
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DR. LINAN: And then?
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D-71823: I died.
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DR. LINAN: You…died.
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D-71823: I must've. Another car crashed right into the side of my car. They call that a T-bone, I think. I didn't see that car coming before the red light, and I didn't see any other road, so I don't know where it came from. I got a short glimpse of it, and then once it hit me, I was awake.
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DR. LINAN: Did you notice anything notable about the car? Was anyone driving it?
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D-71823: Yes, there was someone driving it.
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DR. LINAN: Did you recognize them?
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D-71823: Yes. The driver looked… just like me. She was in the same car, too.
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DR. LINAN: I see.
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D-71823 is staring blankly.
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DR. LINAN: 71823? 71823, are you okay?
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D-71823: That vehicle, it…it had fuzzy dice.
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DR. LINAN stops writing.
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DR. LINAN: …what?
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[END LOG]
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Closing Statement: D-71823 refused to participate in any further questioning. Amnesiacs were later applied to D-71823 but appeared to have no effect.
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Addendum 6418.2 Test Logs
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In order to test the effects of SCP-6418, an intersection in ████, Massachusetts was blocked off by Foundation personnel under the guise of road work. The nearest parking garage was also closed by the Foundation during testing to catch the reappearing test subjects. When testing was concluded, SCP-6418 was destroyed and the intersection was reopened with a non-anomalous stoplight.
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Testing Log
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6418 TEST 04/██/██
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Subject: D-71823
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+Results: The vehicle's driver initially reappeared in a drowsy state but jolted awake shortly after. Subject later agreed to describe the experience (View Addendum 6418.1 Interview Log). The subject did not appear to suffer any major psychological damage.
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Note: A recording device was kept on the dashboard of the vehicle to record the teleportation experience. The device did not disappear along with the rest of the vehicle, falling to the ground along with a pair of red fuzzy dice that had been hanged upon the vehicle's rearview window.
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6418 TEST 05/██/██
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Subject: D-62332
+Speed (mph): 20
+Result: Subject reappeared and immediately began sobbing uncontrollably. Subject exited the vehicle, laid flat on the pavement, and began caressing the ground. Subject later recounted experiencing a similar dream to D-71823 that lasted approximately 5 years. Subject refused to describe the experience.
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6418 TEST 05/██/██
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Subject: D-31981
+Speed (mph): 45
+Result: Subject reappeared in an unresponsive, drowsy state before succumbing into a coma. Although brain activity was detected, subject did not respond to any physical stimulation. Vehicle appeared to have roughly an inch of rust developing on the front bumper.
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6418 TEST 05/██/██
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Subject: D-51985
+Speed (mph): 70
+Results: Vehicle reappeared severely rusted and degraded. Gasoline was present in the engine before testing, but none was present after reappearing. D-51985 reappeared in a vegetative state and died in a medical room approximately four days after the incident.
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6418 TEST 05/██/██
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Subject: D-51052
+Speed (mph): 105
+Results: A majority of the vehicle was missing upon reappearing, and what was left had become extremely rusted and brittle. The car's windows and tires immediately detached from the vehicle's framework, showing signs of significant decomposition. D-51052 rolled out of the side of the car and suffered a massive heart attack upon reappearing, dying instantly.
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Conclusion Statement:
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There is no doubt a relationship between the impact of 6418 and the speed of the vehicle it captures. The rusting of the metal components implies that the flow of time is not frozen in between the teleportation and reappearance of the vehicle and its inhabitants. It is my conclusion that a faster vehicle driving into 6418's range will result in an extended period of time within 6418 pocket dimension.
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It is unclear as to why 6418 functions this way, perhaps some form of divine punishment? Although time flows for the inanimate components of the vehicle inside the pocket dimension, it appears to exclude living organisms.
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It is difficult to estimate how long a test subject and their vehicle has been inside the pocket dimension. The cars are primarily made of steel, which can begin to rust in just a few days time given specific environmental factors. However, for it to decompose completely, it could take nearly 200 years. As for other components such as the windows and tires, the decomposition process is anywhere from thousands to millions of years long.
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I suggest we conclude testing for the foreseeable future above the speed of 10 miles per hour. There is nothing else we can learn from going faster. We are not sending people to their death. We are sending them to hell while they are still alive.
The following documentation refers to an anomaly currently contained jointly between the Foundation and the Horizon Initiative. Modifications have been made to the usual terminology for compatibility with Horizon Initiative AGS documentation. For more information, read the attached brief.
By disposition of Ordinis Occulti Luminis, the Catholic branch of the Horizon Initiative has implemented the Anomaliae Genus Systemaa (AGS), based on the Anomaly Classification System used by the Foundation. AGS aims to bring traditional terminology employed by Ordinis Occulti Luminis into a modern framework suitable for analysis and taxonomy. The system is meant to be compatible with Foundation records while still befitting Horizon Initiative's purposes. The Anomaliae Genus Talea (AGT) constitutes the AGS version of the Anomaly Classification Bar.
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Linguistic considerations:
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Ecclesiastical Latin is used in AGS for the anomaly categories as well as the file segments.
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Numerical considerations:
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Roman numerals are used in the AGT for the anomaly item designation as well as the clearance level and the class enumeration. Decimal numerals are used in the body of the file, including mentions of the anomaly item number. However, anomaly subitems are indicated with Roman numerals. E.g.: SCP-0000-III.
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File structure:
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Auto de fé: This terminology is a remnant of the Hispanic Inquisition judiciary process, its original meaning referring to a ritual of penance and cleansing of sin. In AGS it is equivalent to Foundation's Containment Procedures.
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Corpus: Meaning "body" in Latin. Equivalent to Foundation's Description.
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Inventionis Iniuriarum: Equivalent to Discover Log.
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Recuperatio Iniuriarum: Equivalent to Recovery Log.
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Interrogatio Recordum: Interview Log.
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Video Recordum: Video Log.
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Inscriptio Communicationis: Written communication.
LVL I: Liberum: Equivalent to Unrestricted. Available to all members of the Horizon Initiative and Foundation alike.
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LVL II: Secreta: Equivalent to Restricted. Potentially available to all Horizon Initiative and Foundation members upon request.
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LVL III: Secreta Sacra: Equivalent to Confidential. Foundation access follows the usual Confidential clearance protocol. For the Horizon Initiative, only members of the Catholic branch can request access.
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LVL IV: Secreta Arcanum: Equivalent to Secret. Only available to site and Foundation Administrative staff, high ranking members of Horizon Initiative Catholic branch, and the Ecclesiastical Government.
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LVL V: Secreta Secretorum: Equivalent to Top Secret. Only available to the highest Foundation Administrative Staff, members of Ordinis Occulti Luminis, the Sacred College of Cardinals, and the Pope.
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LVL VI: Secreta Cosmica: Equivalent to Cosmic Top Secret. Only available to Ordinis Occulti and the Pope.
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LVL VII: Secreta Theologicum: No Foundation equivalent. Only available to God upon request.
Saeculari: The anomaly does not represent any contradiction to Catholic Doctrine.
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Haeresis: The anomaly does present a contradiction to Catholic Doctrine.
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Blasphemia: The anomaly is a menace to the Catholic Church.
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Canon: The anomaly should not be contained since it IS Catholic Doctrine. E.g.: Transubstantiation.
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Theodicaea: The anomaly is from divine origin. E.g.: The Shroud of Turin and the Spear of Longinus.
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Nietzschean: The anomaly could destroy God if not contained. E.g. Homosexuality..The Foundation has been exhorting the Horizon Initiative to remove homosexuality from their anomaly catalog. Homosexuality is perfectly explainable under modern scientific consensus and there is no evidence it constitutes a threat to any theological entity. However, the Horizon Initiative insists on maintaining this classification, despite opposition from the majority of the anomalous community, including the Foundation, the GOC, and the Manna Charitable Foundation.
SCP-6503 is to be contained in Site-77, where no working personnel belongs to the Catholic Faith. SCP-6503 is to be kept inside a standard reinforced storage container at the center of a 10 x 10 meters squared cell. Under no circumstances should a member of the Catholic Faith be allowed within a 5-meter radius of SCP-6503. At least two armed non-Catholic security personnel should always be guarding SCP-6503.
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Any Catholic individual that has been in proximity closer than 10 meters of SCP-6503 should be given immediate amnestic treatment and kept in observation for a period of two weeks. If despite treatment they still present signs of being affected by SCP-6503, they should be kept under Foundation's detention with maximum security for human-level threats within a Foundation Site other than Site-77.
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SCP-6503-II is currently being contained by the Catholic branch of the Horizon Initiative..GOI dedicated to the protection of the Abrahamic Faiths against the anomalous. The Catholic branch is led by the Ordinis Occulti Luminis. Due to possible information compromise in case of an SCP-6503 containment breach, it was deemed necessary for the Foundation to not be aware of any information regarding the location and containment procedures of SCP-6503-II.
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Corpus:
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SCP-6503 refers to the skeletal remains of an unidentified male dressed in renaissance period ecclesiastic garments and adorned with intricate jewelry made of gold and various precious stones. Archeological assessment of SCP-6503 indicates the clothing and ornaments to date back to the 16th century, while the skeletal remains are older, estimated dating back to the 3rd century. The Archeology Department has hypothesized SCP-6503 to be one of the "Catacomb Saints".Skeletal remains of ancient Christians exhumed from catacombs, exuberantly decorated, and worshiped as relics of saints during a period from the 16th to the 18th century.
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SCP-6503 upon discovery
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SCP-6503's anomalous effect triggers when a member of the Catholic Faith is within a radius of 5 meters from it. Around 1 in 10 Catholics will become convinced that SCP-6503 is the legitimate Pope and that the current sitting Pope is a usurper. Regardless of previous religiosity, they will become increasingly devout to the Catholic Faith and to SCP-6503.
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A tendency to employ unnecessary, grammatically incorrect, and often non-sequitur Latin phrases.Foundation linguists have identified this speaking pattern as a macaronic Latin-vernacular deviation from traditional Latin, commonly known as Dog Latin. in their speech has also been observed. They will also display a desire to help SCP-6503 in reclaiming the Holy See in Rome, even expressing intent to harm the current Pope. To this date, there have been no records of aggressions against the Pope related to SCP-6503.
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In addition, SCP-6503 affected individuals will become obsessed with reuniting SCP-6503 with SCP-6503-II. The only known method to prevent SCP-6503's influence over a susceptible individual is immediate amnestic treatment after exposure. Failing this treatment, SCP-6503's effect is presumed to be permanent. Due to fanatic behavior displayed by influenced individuals and the high risk posed by an SCP-6503's containment breach, the Ethics Committee is considering whether termination should be an option if first-line amnestic treatment fails.
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SCP-6503-II is a 4-meter tall mechanical construct, resembling a suit of 16th-century Italian armor, albeit with distorted proportions and a constitution more robust than that of a regular humanoid. Its exterior is composed of an unidentified golden metal of remarkable durability. This durability is likely anomalous in nature; since SCP-6503-II is capable of withstanding modern heavy fire and artillery without suffering apparent damage.
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Internally, it possesses a complex clockwork mechanism allowing it to move. This mechanism does not require an external power source in order to function. SCP-6503-II is armed with several weapons; including both medieval bladed and blunt weaponry as well as anachronistic ones such as Gatling-type guns, flame throwers, and rocket launchers. The Horizon Initiative is currently investigating SCP-6503-II's advanced weaponry, evidence pointing it to be anomalous in nature.
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Footage of SCP-6503-II
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SCP-6503-II is not capable of autonomous behavior, instead, it possesses a hatch to a compartment. It will remain completely dormant until SCP-6503 is placed inside of it. The Horizon Initiative has reported it will not activate with any other material, pending further testing. Individuals under SCP-6503's influence will try to place SCP-6503 in SCP-6503-II. This will, in turn, give SCP-6503 control over SCP-6503-II. When inside SCP-6503-II, SCP-6503 is capable of vocal communication through unknown means.
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Interrogatio Recordum
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Interviewed: D-7176
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Interviewer: Dr. Chakrabarti
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Foreword: D-MCIII is a Roman Catholic recently exposed to the effects of SCP-6503. Foundation linguists are currently studying the deviant speech patterns exhibited by individuals under SCP-6503's influence. These particular speech patterns are believed to be a type of Latin-vernacular macaronic dialect. Several grammatical inconsistencies and other deviations from traditional Latin have been identified.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Dr. Chakrabarti: Greetings, D-7176, what can you tell me about SCP-6503?
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D-7176: Greetings Brother, with God's Blessing, what would you like to know about the Santo Padre?
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Dr. Chakrabarti: Are you referring to SCP-6503?
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D-7176: Of course, who else would I mean? That usurper desecrating the Sancta Sedes.Holy See.?
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Dr. Chakrabarti: What do you know about SCP-6503?
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D-7176: He is the Pope. Pontifex Maximus. Episcopus Romanus.Bishop of Rome.… Summus Pontifex Ecclesiae Catholicae…
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Dr. Chakrabarti: I see… Do you know anything about its origins?
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D-7176: He was appointed by God to be the successor of Saint Peter. He came here to reclaim his throne and deliver us from Infernum.
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Dr. Chakrabarti: Can you elaborate?
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D-7176: He is from a place very much like here but closer to God. He was a Holy Man, tasked with observing us: our customs, our historia, our art, and our tales. In some sense, he was a scholar very much like you, doctor. But one day he realized we were alone and afraid and very hungry for God's Love. That is the revelatio he got after understanding the End of Nova Genesi Evangelii.."The New Genesis of the Gospel." Foundation historians have not yet identified any relevant religious text matching this title.
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Dr. Chakrabarti: What is this "Nova Genesi Evangelii"?
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D-7176:: It is a cult classic. To him, it was a cry for help. It was clear our Ecclesia.Church had failed us. But it was until he learned about our devotion to God Imperator from the Bellum Malleo,."Hammer of War". The exact meaning of this phrase is still not yet understood. It has been theorized it could be referring to a yet unknown anomalous weapon, though alternative interpretations such as an epic poem or a warrior's creed have been proposed. that he understood God had chosen him to free us from the usurper and his haeresis.Heresy . Deus Vult.God wills it.Opus Dei..Work of God.
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Dr. Chakrabarti: "Bellum Malleo"?
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D-7176:40k..There is controversy around the interpretation of this answer. The letter "k" is commonly used as an abbreviation for the prefix "kilo", derived from the Greek word χίλιοι (chilioi), meaning "thousand". However, this interpretation enters in conflict with a posterior declaration from the interviewed.
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Dr. Chakrabarti: Right… but how can he observe us?
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D-7176:Spiritus Sanctus.The Holy Ghost. is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be contranatura. It can, for example, open a door to the anima of true believers. Through this door, he can speak to us; but he can also hear what we hear and see what we see.
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Dr. Chakrabarti: So is it a form of telepathy?
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D-7176: Oh no, we don't use that language.
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Dr. Chakrabarti: What? Telepathy?
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D-7176: Greek.
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Dr. Chakrabarti: Okay… just tell me more about the place he is from.
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D-7176: I have spoken everything I know. Now I have to Carpe Diem..Seize the day. Note the incompatibility between grammatical forms.
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Dr. Chakrabarti: And what about the "usurper"?
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D-7176: He is blaspheming against God every minute he claims to be the Pope. He has to be removed.
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Dr. Chakrabarti: Removed by force?
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D-7176: There will be no peace for the wicked. Ave Maria Deus Vult!
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Dr. Chakrabarti: Do you intend to kill the Pope?
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D-7176: The fictus one must go. However, it is not my place to do it. Only the verum Pope should deliver Dies Irae..The Day of Wrath. I must help the legitimate Pope reunite with the Aureum Evangelium..Golden Gospel.
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Dr. Chakrabarti: Is the "Aureum Evangelium" the object classified as SCP-6503-II?
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D-7176: The true Pope must drive the Aureum Evangelium… or Sancta Maria.Holy Mary. will have to do it again…
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At this point D-7176 falls to his knees and starts praying. No further questions were answered.
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[END LOG]
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Closing Statement: D-7176 is currently being detained in Site-25. Dr. Chakrabarti concluded that D-7176 maintains a coherent belief system surrounding SCP-6503 while showing no apparent signs of psychosis.
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Dr. Basirski from the Linguistics Department noted that D-7176's speech patterns are reminiscent of a monolingual individual trying to incorporate an unfamiliar language into their normal speech.."Like some kid who just learned Nihongo and is trying to pepper in as much Japanese as possible in their phrases" [sic].
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Inventionis Iniuriarum:
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SCP-6503 and SCP-6503-II were discovered during an archeological excavation in a catacomb near Benevento, Italy. They were located within meters of each other, in a previously uncharted chamber. Upon discovery, members of the archeological team came under the influence of SCP-6503. They placed SCP-6503 into SCP-6503-II, activating it.
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SCP-6503 emerged from the excavation site, causing considerable damage to historical architecture, and began marching towards Rome. It was reported by survivors and confirmed by video evidence that SCP-6503 was shouting several phrases in a form of Latin,.Its speech pattern shares a similar deviation from traditional Latin to that observed in affected individuals. whose entire significance has still yet to be determined by Foundation researchers.
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Video Recordum
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NOTE: Around the time of the SCP-6503 activation, a film production crew was recording a documentary about the recently discovered Benevento Catacombs. They managed to capture the beginning of the SCP-6503 rampage. The video record was later confiscated by Foundation personnel in the aftermath of the event.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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00:03:04 The crew is conducting an interview with the lead archeologist at the site. A small Romanesque church can be seen in the background.
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00:03:12 Suddenly an explosive sound can be heard and the church begins crumbling down.
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00:03:18 SCP-6503 emerges from the ruins. The film crew and the archeologist react in confusion.
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00:03:34 SCP-6503 is heard shouting "Ego Summus Pontifex legitimus, canis femina!".I'm the legitimate Pope, female dogs! and begins shooting two Gattling guns in the air.
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00:03:56 SCP-6503 begins walking slowly. The camera follows as it shouts "Sic semper tyrannis, mater irrumator!",.Thus always to tyrants, mother disrespecter! followed by "Alea iacta est, critical damnum!".The dice are cast, critical damage!
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00:04:22 SCP-6503 adopts a fetal position and starts sobbing: "In robot non questus, pater!".I'm not getting in the robot, father!
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00:05:31 SCP-6503 stops sobbing and stands up. It starts reciting: "Odi meipsum. Sed fortasse me ipsum amare potui. Forsitan vita mea plus valeat. SIC!. Non sum plus aut minus quam meipsum. Ego me! Me vis esse! Volo exsistere in hoc mundo permanere! Vita mea hic bene vivendo valet!".I hate myself. But, maybe, maybe I could love myself. Maybe, my life can have a greater value. That's right!. I am no more or less than myself. I am me! I want to be myself! I want to continue existing in this world! My life is worth living here!
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00:06:55 SCP-6503 begins to clap while repeating "Gratulationes! Gratulationes!".Congratulations! Congratulations! for around ten minutes
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00:15:49 SCP-6503 activates a flamethrower and points it randomly, yelling "Haereticum combure! Interfice abominationem! Expurgate immundos!".Burn the Heretic! Kill the Freak! Purge the Unclean!
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00:17:11 SCP-6503 encounters another Romanesque structure and screams "Reaedificationes non sunt canon"..The Rebuilds are not canon. Subsequently, it shoots a rocket to the structure, destroying it. At this point, the recording ends.
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[END LOG]
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Recuperatio Iniuriarum:
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Upon being informed of the SCP-6503 rampage, the Horizon Initiative activated Protocol Gladius Petri, designed to protect the Pope from anomalous threats. His Holiness ████████ ███ was secured in a bunker, while the Horizon Initiative deployed the full strength of Project Malleus.Horizon Initiative’s combat forces. against SCP-6503, as well as the combined forces of the Swiss Guard, the Sovereign Military Order of Malta, the Italian Army and Airforce, as well as the Carabinieri. Italian Airforce planes bombarded SCP-6503, while ground forces mounted a fortified perimeter around Benevento to stop SCP-6503 from reaching Rome. However, both aerial bombardment and ground military fire proved ineffective against SCP-6503 due to its high resistance to damage.
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Video Recordum
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NOTE: The Horizon Initiative requested Foundation assistance. During an emergency meeting, the O5 Council approved the use of an experimental Compact Kinetic Energy Missile.Hypersonic anti-armor guided long dart penetrator. Instead of an explosive round, it relies on the kinetic energy of a hypersonically accelerated flechette-like, high-sectional density projectile. against SCP-6503. The following video is a transmission from the Horizon Initiative frontlines to their headquarters. It was shared with the Foundation for research purposes.
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00:00:03 A squad of Swiss Guards and Knights of Malta waits entrenched. At the distance, several destroyed tanks and combat vehicles can be seen.
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00:00:14 The leader of the squad, who ports an insignia from Project Malleus, shouts: "We are warriors of the Faith. We are the last line of defense. There is a Wolf at the Gate and we will defend the Church till our last breath".
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00:00:20 The soldiers begin cheering: "For the Pope! For Mother Mary! For the Holy Church!"
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00:00:33 SCP-6503 enters the scene. It is still far away but walks slowly towards the trenches.
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00:00:36 One of the soldiers exclaims: "Is that a fucking mecha?"
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00:00:45 The Italian Airforce fires several missiles to SCP-6503. There's a big explosion and smoke covers the field.
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00:00:51 SCP-6503 emerges from the smoke. It shows no apparent damage.
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00:01:02 "It did nothing…" says a Swiss Guard and starts praying the Ave Maria.
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00:01:13 As SCP-6503 keeps approaching, its voice begins to be heard: it is humming the melody from Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi..The opening and closing movement of Carl Orff's cantata Carmina Burana.
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00:01:21 SCP-6503 stops walking and a rocket launcher emerges from its back, pointing to the trenches' direction. The soldiers take cover.
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00:01:22 A 10-meter metallic dart falls from the sky at tremendous speed and pins SCP-6503's left arm to the ground. It is the Foundation's kinetic bombardment.
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00:01:23 SCP-6503 exclaims "In nominee…".In the name of… More darts keep falling and pin SCP-6503's other arm and legs.
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00:01:27 SCP-6503 is unsuccessfully trying to break free while shouting: "Dampnata simias! Paganus asini!".Dammed monkeys! Pagan donkeys!
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00:01:41 A Foundation helicopter has arrived and is hovering over SCP-6503.
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00:01:46 SCP-6503 tries shooting a rocket at the helicopter, but it can't aim properly due to its position. The shot misses.
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00:01:49 Members of MTF Nu-7 deploy ropes and start descending from the helicopters.
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00:01:52 SCP-6503 is heard shouting "Scis quis ego sum? Legitimus Papa sum, canis femina! Hoc mihi non potes facere! Deus elegit me! Ego sum Gladius Petri!".Do you know who I am? I'm the legitimate Pope, female dog! You can't do this to me! God chose me! I am the Sword of Peter!
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00:01:54 Nu-7 agents manage to open SCP-6503-II's hatch and remove SCP-6503. SCP-6503-II deactivates.
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[END LOG]
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Orbital bombardment managed to temporarily incapacitate SCP-6503-II allowing members of MTF Nu-7 to approach it and remove SCP-6503, nullifying the threat. A large-scale cover-up operation involving misinformation and mass amnestic application was conducted in the aftermath of the incident.
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Addemdum:
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Inscriptio Communicationis
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From: Cardinal Abel Everett - Project Malleus Mechanicus
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To: Dr. T.D. Mirage - Director of Site-77
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[BEGIN]
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In the name of the Horizon Initiative and the Holy Church, I extend my gratitude to the Foundation for your invaluable assistance in containing SCP-6503, also known as the Benevento Heresy. This incident has evidenced Project Malleus' weakness and how vulnerable really is Christendom against the powers of the Unknown and their heretic machinations. But with God's Blessing, we are taking measures to sharpen Gladius Petri. The Foundation can rest assured that when another Blasphemy like the Benevento Heresy appears, we will be ready to unleash the wrath of God. And I say "when" instead of "if", since I am convinced more horrors will come from the same place to threaten the Mother Church.
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Regarding the Benevento Heresy, while it is certainly a Blasphemy, it is undeniable that it presents a unique opportunity to learn techniques more sophisticated than we have ever dreamed of. Reverse engineering is always a complicated and steady process; however, we are making progress and we believe, with God's Blessing, we will soon be able to produce a purified version of SCP-6503 for Gladius Petri. We intend calling it Argentum Evangelium..Silver Gospel.
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His Holiness is deeply grateful for your help, but he also regrets having to hide while his flock fought God's hardest battle. When the next step of the Gladius Petri is complete, he will no longer have to hide again. He will drive the Argentum Evangelium and command the forces of Christendom against the Unknown, just as God intended. For the next time the Fires of Hell threaten our gates, His Holiness will fight Fire with Fire.
Special Containment Procedures: The area containing SCP-6543 has been purchased as private land and access is forbidden. A locked hatch has been fitted over the entrance of SCP-6543 and covered over with dirt.
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Description: SCP-6543 is a trans-dimensional location accessible through a dugout tunnel leading 2m underground in [REDACTED] United Kingdom, in a desolate field. Prior to containment, the hole was marked by an aged metal shovel planted before it in the ground.
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SCP-6543 resembles a gravesite within a field of trimmed dead grass and pruned trees, neither of which have grown any larger since discovery. A perpetual, unmoving fog hovers just above the ground’s surface; the sky is grey and cloudy. Temperatures range between 5-10℃ at any time. Gravestones stand two feet apart from one another throughout all explored sections of the location. There is no visible end to SCP-6543.
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All gravestones within SCP-6543 measure no more than 30x30cm and are constructed out of black marble. Gravestones are often decorated with items and mementoes associated with those whose names are engraved into them; attempts to remove such items have been unsuccessful. No bodies have been found buried beneath any of the gravestones.
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Physical interaction with gravestones will cause subjects to realise the identity of those which an instance refers to and recall various details regarding their life, including the individual's favourite experiences, interests, noteworthy achievements, and ways in which they affected others' lives positively.
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No historical records regarding anyone identified on these gravestones have been recovered.
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Addendum: The following is a log listing notable gravestones within SCP-6543 and their interaction results:
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Annabelle Glindell
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Discovered several unknown species of flora growing on an island where she had been stranded. Expert botanist and survivalist. Skilled writer that kept a detailed journal describing her discoveries and experiences on the island. Survived for over ten years before committing suicide.
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Island has yet to be found. Search efforts ongoing.
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Christopher Kyles
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Donated over $5,000,000 of his own earnings anonymously over his lifetime.
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N/A
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Rodney Simmons
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All major organs harvested and then donated by his parents following his premature death.
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N/A
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Emily Rangers
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Cared and cooked for the entire family, despite their lack of appreciation. Baked the best macadamia nut chocolate cookies in the world.
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Referenced cookie recipe is written on a piece of paper attached to the gravestone. Testing confirmed the recipe to be accurate.
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Richard “Hazardous” King
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Traveled back in time. Kicked Hitler in the balls.
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N/A
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Rav1oliConseguir
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Downvoted and left feedback (Context unknown)
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N/A
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Clarence Almond
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Wrote stories for the world, but never got to share them.
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A leather-bound journal titled "Vol.009" sits atop the gravestone. Journal contains a number of short stories primarily revolving around themes of horror and isolation. While the journal cannot be removed, opening and reading it is possible.
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N/A (In-place is a carved symbol resembling a wreath)
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Die so we may live. (Repeated by all subjects)
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Leaning against the gravestone is a single framed photograph. The individual in the photo, as well as the memories experienced when interacting with the gravestone are different between each interaction. All individuals appear dressed in a military uniform, varying by country and time period.
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Bert
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"A very good boy" (As quoted by subject)
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Gravestone resembled a stylised bone shape protruding out of the ground. Atop the gravestone is a tattered dog collar.
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Addendum: During the most recent exploration of SCP-6543, a dugout grave was discovered before an unmarked gravestone. On the front was a series of arcane symbols associated with the concepts of knowledge and memory, smeared in blood. Tests to identify the blood have been inconclusive, however remnants of arcane genealogy have been confirmed. Carbon-dating revealed the gravestone's age to exceed that of any other currently recorded within SCP-6543.
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Against the gravestone is a shovel, watering can, and tree-pruner. Interaction with the gravestone does not trigger any anomalous properties.
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Within the grave lies a humanoid skeleton. Their identity remains unknown.
"A.K.A. La Santa Muerte (The Holy Death), La Catrina (The Gentlewoman), La Patrona (The Lady-Boss), La Dama Pálida (The Pale Lady), La Niña Blanca (The White Girl), La Flaquita (The Skinny One), La Huesuda (The Bony One), La Tiznada (The Tarnished), La Parca (The Reaper), La Malquerida (The Unloved), La Viuda Blanca (The White Widow), La Dueña de los Alebrijes (Mistress of the Alebrijes), la Madrina (The Godmother), Azrael (Angel of Death), and Mictecacíhuatl (Lady of the Dead)."
SCP-6755 A Promise to The Pale Lady
+Author:Kilerpoyo
+This is part of a larger series. ¡Felíz día de Muertos!
+⚠️ Content warning: This article contains a content warning: Religious Intolerance, LGBTphobia
The Foundation and the Horizon Initiative are currently collaborating to contain SCP-6755. False instructions for SCP-6755 should be spread through both physical and digital media, while accurate information is to be suppressed when possible. A negative view of the religious organization known as The Cult of the Pale Lady should be constantly promoted among the Mexican population by any means applicable, including but not limited to:
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Mexican political, religious, and cultural personalities should be financially encouraged to constantly and publicly discredit The Cult of the Pale Lady.
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Factual, exaggerated and fabricated accounts should be spread to push a narrative emphasizing the negative outcomes of SCP-6755 while downplaying the positive ones.
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The Cult of the Pale Lady and the practice of SCP-6755 should be represented in media associated with superstition and taboo topics like brujería1, human sacrifice, paganism, drug trade, organized crime, and deviant sexuality; as well as tragic ends for its practitioners.
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Additionally, the Foundation should provide the Horizon Initiative with any logistical and financial aid necessary to maintain the FNS2 campaign, aimed to dissuade the population from practices related to The Cult of the Pale Lady and SCP-6755.
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Description
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SCP-6755 is a thaumaturgic ritual that can be used to communicate with a being known as SCP-6755-2. A person can ask a petition to SCP-6755-2 in exchange for a "promise" that must not be broken. Petitions to SCP-6755-2 can range from mundane topics such as relationships and work to serious matters including life-or-death situations. There are reports of SCP-6755-2 rejecting petitions or requesting modifications. SCP-6755-2 reality bending abilities appear to be probabilistic in nature, instead of reality-warping. It will not accept any petition that defies known laws of physic or logic. If SCP-6755-2 agrees to the petition, it will demand the petitioner to "promise" something in return. The nature and exigency of the "promise" are usually similar and proportional to those of the requested petition. The "promises" requested by SCP-6755-2 are never beyond the range of what is physically, socially or economically possible for the petitioner. Agreement to keep the "promise" will result in the petition being granted, but failure to fulfill it will carry negative consequences to the petitioner. The severity of the consequences seems to be proportional and thematically related to the petition and "promise".
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Alebrije sculptures
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Tagetes erecta used in an altar
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Instructions on how to perform SCP-6755 are shared among members of The Cult of the Pale Lady. The following procedure has been determined to have a 64% success rate in triggering SCP-6755. It is unclear if a more successful version of the ritual exists.
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A three-level altar must be made. The tablecloth must be white on the top level, orange at the mid-level, and black on the bottom level.
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Either a statue or a picture depicting a figure representing SCP-6755-2 must be put at the top level. This depiction usually consists of a skeletal figure wearing colorful robes or dresses.
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Food and drink offerings should be put in the mid-level. These offerings should include products that are held in high regard by the petitioner.
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At least three Alebrije3 sculptures should be placed on the bottom level.
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At least two colored candles should be lit on the top level. Four should be on mid-level and eight on the bottom.
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Tagetes erecta flowers should be put on every level of the altar.
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The petitioner should place themselves kneeling in front of the altar.
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The petitioner should make a small cut on their skin with an obsidian knife.
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The petitioner must drop three drops of blood in a cup of hot chocolate.
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The petitioner then will either verbally or mentally ask their petition to the Pale Lady.
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The petitioner must drink from the chocolate cup.
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SCP-6755-2 statues
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If the ritual is successful, the petitioner will be transported to an alternate dimension presumed to house SCP-6755-2. They will be greeted by SCP-6755-2 and discuss the terms of the "promise". SCP-6755-2 can request changes or outright deny the petition, while the petitioner is able to decline making the "promise". After either accepting or denying "the promise", the petitioner will be brought back to Earth, always in front of the altar they made the petition from.
The following are confirmed testimonies about SCP-6755 from members of the Cult of The Pale Lady.
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Promise
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Male, 47
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To recover from terminal lung cancer
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To refrain from smoking
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The petitioner initially maintained the promise for a month and entered remission. However, he resumed smoking and died in a traffic accident 3 months later4.
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Female, 25
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To find true love
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To volunteer daily at the local homeless shelter for 365 days
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On the final day of her volunteering she befriended another volunteer. They have been married for 10 years.
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Male, 15
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To defeat a rival gang leader and take his place.
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To never hurt a defenseless person.
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The petitioner defeated his rival and became the gang's leader. During a robbery, he threw an elderly woman to the ground and repeatedly kicked her. He was shot by police 3 days later. Survived but lost both legs. He reportedly told interviewers "La Patrona no se anda con mamadas."5
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Unspecified, 22
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For their street food business to thrive
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To always give a free meal to those who need it.
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The business offers a free meal to anybody that can not pay. Despite this, its revenue is among the highest in its area to this day.
+Recognizing the threat to society and normalcy represented by the increased proliferation of anomalous cults, the Horizon Initiative has devised a plan to counteract the corrupting influence of said heretic sects over the general population, especially among the youth.
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The proposed campaign Frente Nacional por La Salvación has the aim of reinforcing Catholic values among the Mexican population in an effort to counteract the pagan influence of anomalous groups such as the so-called Cult of the Pale Lady. The Initiative is highly concerned about this impious group since we have good reasons to believe it is closely linked to the barbaric criminal organization Sin Nombre.6 Thus, any victory against the Pale Lady's followers is a victory in the war on anomalous drugs.
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Since the liberation of the land that would become Mexico from the bloodthirsty and cruel Aztec Empire, the Catholic Church has been at the forefront of guarding the nation against the pagan anomalous threats that lie within its borders. Strengthening the historical commitment of the Mexican people to the Catholic Faith is crucial in this holy endeavor. For this reason, we have devised the FNS as a nationwide campaign with the following objectives:
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To reinvigorate church attendance.
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To discredit pagan practices such as The Cult of the Pale Lady.
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To promote Catholic values among the Mexican population.
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To prevent youth from consuming drugs, anomalous or otherwise.
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In order to achieve said objectives, the FNS will promote the following tenets:
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"Gente de bien"7 should not deal with the anomalous.
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Only recognized Catholic Saints can intercede for divine intervention.
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Drugs are a poor substitute for a close relationship with God.
The Horizon Initiative humbly but firmly requests Foundation's support for the FNS agenda. May our partnership protects the Veil and bring about a Kingdom of the Pure.
NOTE: A D-class was instructed to perform SCP-6755. The ritual was successful after the third attempt. The following recording was from a shoulder camera mounted on the D-class.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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00:03:04The footage shows the POV from the D-class perspective. A three-level altar can be seen illuminated by candlelight. At the top of the altar, there is a statue depicting a robe-wearing skeleton. Two colorful animal-like statues rest at the bottom level.
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D-2381: Do I have to do this again?
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Researcher Ivañez:(Through the microphone.) D-2381, please repeat the last steps of the ritual.
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D-2381: Pale Lady, please help me cure my cancer… (D-2381 proceeds to cut his finger with a small knife and lets the blood drop three times in a chocolate cup. He drinks from the cup.)
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00:04:01Suddenly there is noise interference in the video feed. The camera goes black. For a moment, a figure resembling a black moth can be briefly seen in the image.
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00:04:07The camera feed is back again. D-2381 seems to be in a field of orange flowers extending indefinitely into the horizon. The "sky" above him looks made from a type of blue rock.
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Unidentified female voice: It's good to see you, Armando.
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00:04:10D-2381 turns back to find a white table with two chairs. There is a woman sitting. A teapot and two teacups are on the table. The woman is wearing a colorful dress and a big hat decorated with orange flowers. She seems to be wearing a type of black and white makeup all over her skin.
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D-2381: Who are you? How do you know my name? God, it has been ages since somebody called me by my name.
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SCP-6755-2: I know everything about you, "querido". I know everything about everyone. All the good, the bad, and the ugly. (SCP-6755-2 smiles directly at the camera.) And all of you know well who I am.
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D-2381: So is this it? Is this how I end?
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SCP-6755-2: Not yet, you still had some time. It seems you are here because you wanted to make me a petition.
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D-2381: The cancer…
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SCP-6755-2: That's what they told you to ask for… but that is not what you really want, right?
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D-2381: I have done terrible things. I don't deserve a long life…
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SCP-6755-2: It is not my place to judge.
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D-2381: However, I would like to talk to her one last time before I go.
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SCP-6755-2: And you will. You only have to promise one thing to me.
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D-2381: Anything.
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SCP-6755-2: That this time, when you tell her you are sorry… you really mean it.
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00:16:09The feed is cut by interference again. After a few moments of nothingness, D-2381 is again standing in front of the altar.
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Aftermath: D-2381 was sentenced to disciplinary action for disobeying orders. However, a bug in the system scheduled him for transportation to a different site. The vehicle had a wheel failure and crashed. Surprisingly, there were no casualties or series injured. D-2381 was the only escapee. An unsuccessful manhunt was conducted for two weeks. He was found after week 3 in the hospital room of a coma patient [REDACTED]. Hospital personnel reported he had been there for 3 nights sobbing and murmuring "I'm sorry" to the patient. When asked why they had allowed him to stay, doctors reported he had been the only visitor in 5 years. D-2381 was recaptured and taken into custody but died of cancer complications before any disciplinary action could be taken.
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After this incident, only personnel with Level 4 security clearance are allowed to participate in tests involving SCP-6755.
SCP-6755 is not currently under containment. Foundation-operated SATMEX9 should be kept monitoring the Mexican Republic territory for any abrupt increase in Akiva Radiation that could indicate a manifestation of SCP-6755.
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In case of a confirmed SCP-6755 manifestation, MTF Omega-41 "Fieles Difuntos" should be deployed to the site of the incident. For the duration of the event, MTF Omega-41 should not interact with SCP-6755 unless necessary, preferably taking an observer role and setting a perimeter to prevent third parties from disturbing SCP-6755. Horizon Initiative specialists are allowed to take action against SCP-6755. After SCP-6755 demanifestation, MTF Omega-41 should apply amnestic treatment to civilian witnesses of anomalous activity or HI operations.
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Containment procedures indicated for SCP-6755 in a previous iteration of this file should still be applied to contain SCP-6755-δ. Horizon Initiative's proposal to extend the FNS campaign are currently under review.
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Update: After Incident 075 the deployment of ontokinetic weapons against SCP-6755 is currently under consideration by the O5 and the Ethics Committee.
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Description
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SCP-6755 circa 1912
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SCP-6755 is a culture-bound Class XII theologically-ontokinetic humanoid entity specific to Mexican culture. SCP-6755 takes the form of a Hispanic female in calavera makeup10. SCP-6755 has been identified as the religious figure known as The Pale Lady11. SCP-6755 can spontaneously manifest in seemingly random places and engage in mundane activities and casual socialization with present civilians. These events are usually not a threat to the Veil since SCP-6755 won't display any anomalous properties and most witnesses would assume it to be a cosplayer. The only identified anomalous side effect after interacting with SCP-6755 is a self-reported feeling of doubt about the nature of SCP-6755 facial makeup, though this feeling is usually dismissed.
Exact details of this incident remain unknown. SCP-6755 was photographed by Abel Briquet.12 Briquet wrote in his diary "Aujourd'hui j'ai pris une photo de la Mort".13
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Akiva radiation on the surviving photographic evidence suggests the material was in proximity of a theological entity, presumed to be SCP-6755.
SCP-6755 entered the store and proceed to buy multiple products, including snacks and energy drinks.
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When inquired by the cashier about why she was wearing calavera make-up if it was not Day of the Dead, SCP-6755 replied: "En México todos los días son Día de Muertos"15.
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March 8th, 2012
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A protest demanding justice for missing women in Ciudad Juárez.
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SCP-6755 stood silently among the crowd.
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Whether or not this incident has a deeper significance is still unclear.
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June 26th, 2014
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An anime convention in Puebla.
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SCP-6755 arrived dressed as the Catrina character from the movie "The Book of Life", posed for several pictures with cosplayers, and consumed from present food venues, showing a preference for ramen and dumplings. It also reportedly purchased several mangas from the shoujo genre.
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Interviewed attendants described interaction with SCP-6755 as a positive experience, however, they reported an uneasy feeling about its make-up: "Por momentos no sabía si estaba hablando con una Catrina maquillada o con una calavera real."16
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October 13th, 2019
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Visiting Leonora Carrington17 Museum in San Luis Potosí
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It visited most of the exhibitions, took pictures, and bought souvenirs from the store, including a compilation of Carrington's short stories.
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It left the following note in the guest book: "Amé. Leonora estará encantada cuando vea las fotos. UwU"18
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SCP-6755-α is an alternate dimension where SCP-6755 is presumed to reside. SCP-6755-α consists of an enormous field of Tagetes erecta, also known as cempasúchil or flor de muerto19, seemingly extending infinitely in every direction. The "sky" above this field resembles the ceiling of a cavern painted in blue. It is unclear whether there are more areas in SCP-6755-α or if SCP-6755 is its only inhabitant. SCP-6755 has shown the ability to transport itself and others to SCP-6755-α at will.
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SCP-6755 circa 2014 and 2019
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SCP-6755-δ is a ritual for requesting an invitation to SCP-6755-α in order to meet and petition SCP-6755. If SCP-6755-δ is successful, an invitation to SCP-6755-α will be issued by SCP-6755 and the petitioner will be transported to it. Then SCP-6755 may be asked for a petition in exchange for a "promise". A more detailed overview of SCP-6755-δ can be consulted in the archived version of this file.
NOTE: SCP-6755 was sighted in a coffee shop in Guadalajara. MTF Omega-41 secured the area while a HI Project Malleus Strike Team was dispatched. The strike team was equipped with anti-heretic blessed weaponry. The following recording is from the body cam of one of the Project Malleus operators.
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00:00:01 Footage starts at the inside of a van. Various Project Malleus operatives can be seen sitting. The van's door opens and the operatives begin descending. They advance through the street and enter the coffee shop.
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00:03:51 SCP-6755 can be seen sitting at a table in the empty coffee shop, drinking from a mug. Civilians in the area had been previously evacuated by Omega-41
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00:03:51 Project Malleus surrounds SCP-6755 and points their weapons at it. An operative holds a cross in their hand and points it toward SCP-6755 while reciting a prayer.
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00:04:01 SCP-6755 looks annoyed. It raises the mug and throws hot coffee at the praying operative.
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00:04:01 Project Malleus begins shooting at SCP-6755. However, at that point interference takes over the feed. The screen is black. For a moment, the face of a black dog can be briefly seen. The footage restarts. The operatives are in an extensive field of orange flowers.
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00:05:14 A roar can be heard, the operatives look upwards. A giant multicolored creature resembling a horned axolotl descends to the field and devours one of the soldiers.
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00:05:29 The operatives begin firing at the creature. It seems to be partially effective. The creature roars and begins retreating. Screams can be heard. Multiple creatures have emerged from the flowers. They vary in shapes and colors, some look like lizards or serpents, others mammalian and even avian, however, they all seem to blend characteristics of multiple species.
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00:05:29 Taken by surprise, the Project Malleus operatives are taken down one by one by the creatures. The last one standing with the body camera. A blue-winged tiger with yellow feathers jumps over them and the footage gets cut by interference and goes to black.
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00:06:01 The feeds start again, showing the coffee shop again. The mangled bodies of the operatives have been brought back. SCP-6755 is still there, looking directly at the camera. It flips a middle finger towards the camera, turns back, and begins walking away.
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Aftermath: After this incident SCP-6755's disruption class was updated to Ekhi and its risk class to Danger.
+The last incident just shows the sadistic and merciless nature of the satanic threat we are facing. In order to protect the souls of the Mexican People, the Cult of the so-called Pale Lady must be eradicated. The FNS is currently lobbying with the Mexican Government to declare the cult a criminal organization —they are, after all, known collaborators of the vicious Sin Nombre cartel— and strip away any legal protection it may have under Article 2420.
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We exhort the O5 to treat the matter with the severity it requires. If the Foundation is unable or unwilling to deploy ontokinetic weapons against the unholy abomination known as SCP-6755, maybe the GOC will prove to be the true protector of purity among the Mexican Nation.
Researcher Posada: This is really getting out of hand. The HI is building a fucking theocracy right in front of our noses. And now they want us to nuke the local Goddess of Death? Yeah, nuke the local Goddess of Death… No way that could backfire, am I right? Do we want another Saramago Incident? This is how you get another Saramago Incident.22
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Researcher Ivañez: After that last testing fiasco the O5 is getting nervous. SCP-6755 had no problem freeing that D-class. It is basically an avalanche of containment breaches waiting to happen. Imagine if the Chaos Insurgency learns about it. So yes, the O5 also has good reason for wanting it nuked. Also if we don't declare it contained soon, the GOC will probably take matters into its own hands. You know they would not hesitate to nuke Death. In fact, I think they are eager.
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Researcher Posada: I have an idea but I really need you to help me get the O5 on board with this.
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Researcher Ivañez: For a change, they may be desperate enough to hear you.
Note: Containment procedures have been updated following Test 106.
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Foundation-operated SATMEX23 should be kept monitoring the Mexican Republic territory for any abrupt increase in Akiva Radiation that could indicate a manifestation of SCP-6755.
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In case of a confirmed SCP-6755 manifestation, MTF Omega-41 "Fieles Difuntos" should be deployed to the site of the incident. For the duration of the event, MTF Omega-41 should not interact with SCP-6755 unless necessary, preferably taking an observer role and setting a perimeter to prevent third parties from disturbing SCP-6755. Under no circumstances should Horizon Initiative personnel be allowed access to SCP-6755. After SCP-6755 demanifestation, MTF Omega-41 should apply amnestic treatment to civilian witnesses of anomalous activity, though this measure is rarely necessary.
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If SCP-6755 manifests in an event involving costume play, MTF Omega-42 "Eco Moda" should provide Researcher Posada with an outfit complementing SCP-6755's look on that evening. Researcher Posada shall accompany SCP-6755 and partake in social activities with it. Expenses will be covered by the Foundation.
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All Foundation funding and support for the FNS shall be discontinued. The influence of the FNS in Mexican politics shall be counteracted by all viable means.
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No action should be taken against the religious organization known as The Cult of the Pale Lady. Extensive measures should be taken to guarantee the human rights of members are protected.
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False instructions for SCP-6755-δ can still be propagated to avoid an excessive proliferation of "promises".
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Researcher Posada and SCP-6755 during a costume playe event.
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Description
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SCP-6755 is a culture-bound Class XII theologically-ontokinetic humanoid entity specific to Mexican culture. SCP-6755 takes the form of a Hispanic female in calavera makeup24. SCP-6755 has been identified as the religious figure known as The Pale Lady25. SCP-6755 can spontaneously manifest in seemingly random places and engage in mundane activities and casual socialization with present civilians. These events are usually not a threat to the Veil since SCP-6755 won't display any anomalous properties and most witnesses would assume it to be a cosplayer. The only identified anomalous side effect after interacting with SCP-6755 is a self-reported feeling of doubt about the nature of SCP-6755 facial makeup, though this feeling is usually dismissed.
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SCP-6755-α is an alternate dimension where SCP-6755 is presumed to reside. SCP-6755-α consists of an enormous field of Tagetes erecta, also known as cempasúchil or flor de muerto26, seemingly extending infinitely in every direction. The "sky" above this field resembles the ceiling of a cavern painted in blue. SCP-6755 has shown the ability to transport itself and others to SCP-6755-α at will.
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SCP-6755-δ is a ritual for requesting an invitation to SCP-6755-α in order to meet and petition SCP-6755. If SCP-6755-δ is successful, an invitation to SCP-6755-α will be issued by SCP-6755 and the petitioner will be transported to it. Then SCP-6755 may be asked for a petition in exchange for a "promise". A more detailed overview of SCP-6755-δ can be consulted in the archived version of this file.
NOTE: After getting O5 special approval, Researcher Posada performed SCP-6755-δ herself. The following recording comes from Researcher Posada's body cam.
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00:01:04The footage shows the POV from Posada's perspective. In front of Posada, there is a three-level altar.
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00:03:54Researcher Posada takes a knife a makes a small cut on her finger, dropping the blood in the cup.
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Researcher Posada: God make this work… (Posada takes a sip from the cup.)
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00:04:01Noise interference takes over the video feed. The silhouette of an unidentified winged creature can be briefly seen.
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00:04:07The camera feed is back again. Posada is at SCP-6755-α. In front of her, SCP-6755 sits at a white table. It is wearing a long black dress and a red fascinator hat with golden feathers.
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SCP-6755: Malena, "cariño"… What brings you to my Cempasúchil Fields? (It gestures towards the table.) But where are my manners? Please take a seat, have some chocolate…
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Researcher Posada:(Hesitantly approaches the table and sits.) I must assume you are the Pale Lady.
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SCP-6755: I have been called that… as well as many other cool nicknames. People can be so creative when trying to avoid mentioning Death. (The being smiles.) Anyways, since you are already here, I need an opinion… do you think this hat fits with this dress? I like the combination but I can't help but feel like maybe I'm overdoing it. Does it scream "tryhard" to you?
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Researcher Posada: Look… this is serious. I need to talk to you… (Makes a pause before taking a long breath.) The O5 is afraid of you and wants to nuke this place. Even if they don't do it, the GOC will. Meanwhile, the HI is creating a moral panic about you and your followers. They are using it to push their religious agenda and take over the country as we speak. Also, you may want to try a different hat.
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SCP-6755:(Stops drinking from a mug.) That does indeed sound like a problem… (Removes its hat slowly.)
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Researcher Posada My petition is for you to stop granting petitions. That will certainly calm the O5. If we are lucky, they may even do something about the HI.
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SCP-6755: "Querida"… you may as well be asking the fire not to burn.
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Researcher Posada:(Sights.) Why are you doing this? What do you get from all of this?
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SCP-6755: For me? Nothing, I mean maybe occasionally I can ask for some "promise" that may actually be useful for me… but… in reality, I do it for them.
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Researcher Posada: Who is them? Your cult?
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SCP-6755: You all keep calling it a cult like they were some robed fanatics sacrificing goats. They are just people with no one else to turn to for hope. People who have decided that Death is the only thing they have left in Life. These are people I have to take care of. My people. They live short, brutal, and ungrateful lives. And while I'm the one friendly face waiting for them at the end of the line, I can't help but be moved by the plights. So I decided to give them a gift… of hope. A promise is just that… hope… hope that in the end things will be fine. This way they can feel less alone and scared in Life, knowing Death is a friend and not a foe.
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Researcher Posada: So you help them… even if they are criminals?
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SCP-6755: Criminals or saints. They all come to me in the end. Though most of them are neither.
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Researcher Posada:(Sights.) Jesus… (Takes one of the mugs on the table and drinks from it.) This chocolate is delicious!
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SCP-6755: Family recipe. (Smiles.) Truth be told there is something I'm getting from all of this. This job, you see. Can get very depressing. It takes a toll on you if you are not careful. I have a friend in this business and they are not taking the job very well. You have to self-care.
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Researcher Posada: Is that the reason you visit the land of the living so constantly?
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SCP-6755: Yes… to be Death you have to learn how to enjoy Life. Otherwise, this work will kill you. That's why I have to make it mean something. To keep helping the people. (SCP-6755 takes an orange flower from the field and hands it to Posada.) I made the promise to myself when I took this job, that I would not forget what it means. It helps me as much as it helps them.
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Researcher Posada:(Takes the flower and looks at it for a few seconds.) Then keep doing it. I think I know what my petition is now.
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SCP-6755: I'm all ears…
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Researcher Posada: I ask you to not grant any petition that may compromise normalcy or the Foundation.
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SCP-6755: That could work for me. However, I always have to ask for "promises" in return. And there are always consequences if you break it. Is not even that I'm vengeful, it is just the way this works.
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Researcher Posada: The O5 gave me the authorization to negotiate with you within some limits. I hope it is something I am authorized to accept.
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SCP-6755: You won't mess with my people. You let them be. I'm not asking for special treatment, if they do something bad you can do your thing. But you won't go after them for what they choose to believe.
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Researcher Posada: This may just have saved Mexico from a fundamentalist coup d'état.
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SCP-6755: As always, I'm glad to help. But since we are already here… There is something else that I want to add to the "promise".
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Researcher Posada: Sure… go ahead…
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SCP-6755:(Putting on a purple witch hat.) As I said before, I rarely get something that I really wanted from this "promise" business but… I actually put a lot of effort into my outfits. You see, there are some looks that can only be pulled in pairs, you know what I mean? The point is, I always have wanted someone to do matching cosplays with…
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Aftermath: After presenting this video as evidence, SCP-6755's disruption and risk class were lowered and its containment class was updated to Cernnunos.
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6814 is contained within the legally defined boundaries of Laurel Creek, California, USA.
+SCP-6814 has been permitted the ability to perform its routine under remote Foundation surveillance. Any civilians believed to have witnessed SCP-6814's anomalous properties are to be administered Class-A amnestics.
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Description: SCP-6814 is an adult male humanoid wearing a United States Postal Service uniform. Initial surveillance indicates that SCP-6814 does not require sustenance and remains confined within Laurel Creek, California, USA.
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SCP-6814 will become active on all days that the United States Postal Service delivers mail. At the beginning of the workday, SCP-6814 will manifest within an unoccupied Grumman Long Life Vehicle, designated SCP-6814-1, that is parked at the Laurel Creek Post Office. Employees will then load SCP-6814-1 with the requisite parcels for delivery, often assisted by SCP-6814. The entity will then perform its deliveries in a manner mimicking a non-anomalous letter carrier.
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Following the conclusion of its route, SCP-6814 will travel back to the Laurel Creek Post Office, park SCP-6814-1, and demanifest. Vehicles used as SCP-6814-1 do not retain anomalous properties; no pattern has been discerned in the daily selection process. The method by which SCP-6814 receives delivery details is unknown.
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Addendum 01: Initial examination into SCP-6814 to plan its containment procedures began on June 10, 2016. Interviews regarding SCP-6814 were conducted by Site-48 personnel.
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Interviewer: Agent Gregory Glines
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Date: June 11, 2016
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Foreword: SCP-6814 is idly standing next to SCP-6814-1 during this interview.
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Agent Glines: Excuse me, sir. I'm writing a story about our postal workers, and I'd like to ask you some questions about your occupation.
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SCP-6814: Um… sure. What is it?
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Glines: What's your name, sir?
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SCP-6814: It's Dennis.
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Glines: How old are you, Dennis?
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SCP-6814: I… think I'm over thirty?
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Glines: I see. How long have you been working for the post office?
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SCP-6814: About six years or so.
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Glines: Why'd you join the post office, Dennis? Was it the exercise, the pension?
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SCP-6814: Well, the Veterans office got me hired there after I came back from Iraq, and I guess I never found a reason to leave.
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Glines: You're a veteran? Well, thank you for your-
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SCP-6814: You don't need to say that. I'm not proud of it, honestly.
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Glines: Why not, Dennis?
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SCP-6814: It's not that important to me anymore.
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Glines: I understand, sir.
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SCP-6814: I… I need to get back to work, nice talking with you.
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Glines: I've got one last question, Dennis. What will you do after work today?
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SCP-6814:<entering SCP-6814-1> I don't have a life outside of work.
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Interviewer: Researcher Veronica Viazzo
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Interviewed: Laurel Creek Postmaster Cornelius Shipps
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Date: June 12, 2016
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Researcher Viazzo: Excuse me, sir? I'm writing a story about veterans working for the U.S. Postal Service, and I have a few questions about one of your employees.
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Postmaster Shipps: Certainly, Miss…?
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Viazzo: Mrs. Viazzo. Your name is…?
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Shipps: Cornelius Shipps. I know, it's a fitting name, but I didn't exactly plan to become Laurel Creek's Postmaster. It was 1976, I just graduated high school, and I wanted to work in California's growing auto industry. But then-
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Viazzo: If you don't mind, sir, I'm a bit short on time…
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Shipps: My apologies, Mrs. Viazzo. What was your question?
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Viazzo: You've got a letter carrier here by the name of "Dennis", correct? One of my colleagues interviewed him earlier and found him interesting enough to write about.
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Shipps: Oh, Montague Dennis? He's definitely a veteran. Used to have a lot of problems with him, but he shaped up eventually.
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Viazzo: Could you please elaborate on that? Oh, and just a disclaimer, I'm wearing an audio recording device so I can play this back later, as I write.
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Shipps: That's fine with me. Do you want the "press-friendly" version, or the truth?
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Viazzo: Um… I'll take the truth?
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The postmaster takes a deep breath.
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Shipps: Dennis started working here in 2010. He was assigned this job by the Veterans Affairs office. Right off the bat, he kept "forgetting" to deliver people's mail; leaving undelivered letters and packages in the back of his truck rather frequently. His fellow coworkers had to step in and make sure the mail he was supposed to deliver was actually delivered. You're sure that microphone of yours is getting all this?
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Viazzo: Yes, I've used it before and it's very… accurate? Please continue.
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Shipps: Alright, so you know what's even worse? The man would deliver mail to the wrong people. I'd get calls from concerned citizens about how they kept getting other people's mail. You cannot risk delivering mail to the wrong people! We handle very sensitive information like people's hard-earned paychecks, their ID cards, even birthday cards!
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Viazzo: How come Dennis wasn't fired at any point? Wouldn't you have the-
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Shipps: Of course I tried to fire him! But the suits in Congress prevented me from doing so. To fire him, I had to go through the VA, and they would "investigate" before always saying no. I'd try to appeal the decision, but the employee who made the decision would get replaced by another figurehead who would still say no.
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Viazzo: I understand your frustration, Mr. Shipps.
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Shipps: The worst part was how easily spooked Dennis would get at any sort of loud noise. If anyone ever dropped a large package on the floor with a "bang", he'd let out a scream and then cry for a bit. I'd ask him what was wrong and he'd scream again.
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Viazzo: That sounds like post-traumatic stress disorder. Has Dennis ever received any sort of mental health treatment?
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Shipps: I don't really know, I always thought the VA was responsible for that.
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Viazzo: You never looked into whether he was receiving mental health treatment?
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Shipps: I didn't think it was any of my business. Perhaps I could've looked into it, but he's already completely changed on his own about four years ago, so I suppose it's not necessary for me to investigate anymore.
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Viazzo: Please tell me more about this behavioral change. How did it occur?
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Shipps: One Saturday, I got word that Dennis had intentionally ran over a dog with his delivery truck. Not only that, but he'd backed up over the dead dog twice in front of its owner. I confronted him about this, and he yelled about how it was trying to attack him, and he was just "defending himself". I tried to inform him about the liability that comes with killing a domesticated animal with a government vehicle, and as always, he didn't seem to care.
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Viazzo: So that was the last straw?
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Shipps: Yes, looking back on it. I told Dennis that afternoon that I was going to get him fired no matter what it takes, even if I had to travel to Congress myself. The man threatened to kill me, and I held my ground and told him I was going to use that against him during my trip to Congress.
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Shipps: The funny thing is, looking back on it now, that speech was the one that changed him for the better, rather than the dozens and dozens of speeches I gave him beforehand.
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Viazzo: How does Dennis behave now?
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Shipps: Oh, it's like night and day! No more outbursts, no more delivery errors, none of that! In fact, his delivery accuracy rate since that day is 100 percent, and that's not hyperbole. That new VA shrink must've really clicked with him.
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Viazzo: That's great to hear! I was just wondering, what was the date when you gave him that speech?
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Shipps: Hmm… I think it was in early August? As I've said, it was four years ago.
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Viazzo: Mr. Shipps, are you sure Dennis wasn't enrolled in any sort of post office retraining program?
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Shipps: I didn't enroll him in anything, he shaped up on his own, maybe with the help of a shrink. He probably went home that day and reflected on his life up to that point, and chose to become a better person. A lot of people can stand to be like Dennis.
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Viazzo: Ain't that the truth.
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Shipps: You know, I've tried to congratulate him on the improvement a few times, but I can never seem to catch him before or after work. I suppose he leaves as soon as his shift's over out of a lingering shame over the past.
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Shipps: You know, thinking back on this now, I was kind of harsh on a man who fought overseas for our country. As a postmaster, I'm very passionate about America's "snail mail", so seeing the system get messed up by one man really infuriated me. You understand where I was coming from, right?
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Viazzo: Absolutely.
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Shipps: Still, if I fought overseas in a war, I'd probably need some "extra help" after coming back home. I've thought about apologizing to Dennis a couple times, but as I've said, I've never been able to talk to him outside of work since he turned over a new leaf. I suppose it's not that important in the end, he technically never gave me an apology…
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Viazzo: I understand. I've gotten all I need for my article, thank you for your time, Mr. Shipps.
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Shipps: You're welcome. Make sure to let me know when it reaches the papers.
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Shipps: Oh, and by the way, I'm sorry that my testimony probably won't fit the narrative Congress wants to push, but it's the truth, at least for one veteran. Make sure it's represented well.
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Viazzo: I will.
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Addendum 02: An investigation into the claimed identity of SCP-6814 revealed the existence of an individual named "Montague Dennis", who was employed at the Laurel Creek Post Office from 2010 to 2012.
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Records recovered from the US Department of Veterans Affairs indicate that Montague Dennis was deployed in the Iraq War in 2006, and received treatment for combat-related physical and mental trauma following his return from the war in 2009.
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A death certificate was discovered under this name, with the estimated date of death being Saturday, August 4, 2012, at 29 years of age.1 Further investigation uncovered an active bank account opened by Dennis, with direct deposits from the USPS every two weeks, and no withdrawals since his death.
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Special Containment Procedures: The roadside section dubbed "Wendy’s Road" within █████, England is to be monitored bi-weekly between the hours of 11:55PM and 12:05AM by no more than three patrolling security personnel.
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Security personnel are to report any sightings of SCP-6950. If such an event occurs, they are to follow standard protocol for interacting with incorporeal humanoid entities. Personnel must dress plainly and appropriately for nighttime weather, as not to arouse suspicion.
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Description: SCP-6950 is an incorporeal humanoid resembling a young woman with shoulder length blonde hair, dressed in a white sweater and skirt (See additional documentation describing spectral entities of a similar nature1 for further information).
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SCP-6950 will manifest bi-weekly at exactly 12:00AM on an indiscriminate night, walking along an uninhabited section of roadside, dubbed by locals as “Wendy’s Road”, outside █████, England. SCP-6950 will de-manifest if no vehicles pass by before 12:01AM. If a vehicle does arrive, SCP-6950 will display a hand signal as if attempting to flag its driver for a lift. As of writing, no reported persons have stopped to pick up SCP-6950 either out of fear or disinterest.
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Discovery Log: Local legends predating SCP-6950’s discovery describe a young woman (Wendy Williams) of similar age having committed suicide twenty-five years ago, nearby the location. The road was given the title "Wendy’s Road" by locals after several eyewitnesses claimed to have spotted a "spectre" resembling a young woman on multiple occasions. Additional sightings became less frequent overtime, causing the local legend to eventually fade into near obscurity.
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SCP-6950 was reported following a sudden number of additional sightings twenty-five years later.
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Little is currently known about the extent of SCP-6950’s anomalous properties or the reason for its sudden resurfacing. Excavation of Wendy William’s remains for further study is under consideration.
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Addendum: During bi-weekly monitoring of Wendy’s Road, personnel witnessed a car drive by, containing SCP-6950 in the passenger seat. The vehicle was tracked the following day to Craig Spritner, a local civilian who claimed to be unfamiliar with the local legend.
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Craig Spritner explained that he had picked up SCP-6950 and dropped it off near a local cemetery two miles away. Upon arriving back home, Mr. Spritner found a tattered white sweater on his front seat, containing strands of blonde hair.
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SCP-6950 did not manifest at Wendy’s Road the following midnight. It was instead reported two miles away at a rest area Burger King. Agent Simmons was sent to investigate.
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Agent Simmons: Excuse me. May I speak to you?
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SCP-6950: Oh hey, it’s you guys. The creepy stalkers.
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Agent Simmons: No! We- I was just confused about why you’re here.
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SCP-6950: …I’m hungry?
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Agent Simmons: But you’re incorporeal. A ghost, aren’t you?
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SCP-6950 visibly takes a bite out of its double cheeseburger
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SCP-6950: They do it in "Ghostbusters". It’s easy.
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Agent Simmons: Ok then… But you moved from your original placement. What made you leave?
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SCP-6950: I told you. I was hungry.
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Agent Simmons: No! I mean, why did you stop haunting "Wendy’s Road"?
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SCP-6950: Haunting? I wasn’t haunting it. I was walking to a friend’s place and tried to get a lift. No luck though, everyone shits their pants whenever they get a glimpse of me. Normally I wear all white to stand out more in the dark, so much for that.
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Agent Simmons: Then who were you trying to visit?
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SCP-6950: …Wendy.
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Agent Simmons: …Are you telling me that you’re not the spirit of Wendy Williams, the girl who died while hitchhiking twenty-five years ago?
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SCP-6950: No. I died last year. Fucking Covid…
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Agent Simmons: So she haunts the cemetery instead?
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SCP-6950: No, she lives there. She’s a fucking ghost.
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Agent Simmons: This sweater then. Does it hold any sort of significance, or symbolic meaning relating to your death?
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SCP-6950: Oh shit, my sweater! Forgot about that.
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Revision of SCP-6950’s containment procedures is underway.
⚠️ Content warning: This article contains subject matter that includes excessive gore, body horror, and disturbing deaths. Reader discretion is advised.
SCP-7004 IS A CLASS 10 REALIZATION TYPE MEMETIC INFOHAZARD, WITH ANY INFORMATION PERTAINING TO IT BEING VECTORS OF EXPOSURE TO ITS EFFECTS. AS SUCH, THIS DOCUMENT HAS BEEN AUTOMATICALLY MODIFIED BY FOUNDATION .AICs IN ORDER TO REDUCE THE RISK OF BEING SUBJECT TO SCP-7004.
A photo of an SCP-7004-1 instance shortly following a BLOSSOM event. Two PETAL instances are seen emerging from it.
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A photo of an SCP-7004-1 instance shortly following a BLOSSOM event. Two PETAL instances are seen emerging from it.
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Special Containment Procedures: In order to prevent the further spread of its infohazardous effects, all information pertaining to SCP-7004 nonessential to continued suppression efforts are to be expunged at the discretion of the Foundation and the Global Occult Coalition. All Foundation operations nonessential to the continued containment of anomalies already in its custody are suspended, with all available personnel to be redirected to supplementing the efforts of SCP-7004 suppression.
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Should human operators be used for this task, the following measures are authorized to prevent SCP-7004 exposure:
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Update 7/22/2021: Due to considerations regarding their quantity, all SCP-7004-1 entities are to be terminated on sight. All PETAL instances found to be exclaiming words such as “native” or “natives” when faced with Foundation operatives are to be prioritized over instances which do not.
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Description: SCP-7004 is a class 10 realization type4 memetic infohazard currently affecting approximately 3 thousand9 million156 million 1 billion people worldwide.
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When a subject comprehends SCP-7004, they are immediately subject to a SCP-7004 BLOSSOM event. According to information currently gathered by Foundation operatives as of the time of writing, a BLOSSOM event pertains to the following effects:
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An immediate, tearing pain in the subject’s abdomen, followed by the violent rupturing of the torso from inside forces, usually caused by multiple hands and fingers emerging from within the torso.
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The rapid emergence of two to twenty-seven separate individuals5 from the rupture, which immediately causes the expiry of the subject and the creation of an SCP-7004-1 instance.
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The sudden onset of loud screaming from each of the emerged individuals (henceforth referred to as SCP-7004-1 PETAL instances), usually containing information that serves as vectors for SCP-7004 transmission6. Common phrases said include “Where are [VECTOR REMOVED.]?” and “We are [VECTOR REMOVED.]”. After activation, they have observed to demonstrate [VECTOR REMOVED.] functions, including [VECTOR REMOVED.]. As of the time of writing, they have also been observed constructing buildings in a haphazard manner through an unknown anomalous means, though a certain minority have also been seen doing activities such as [VECTOR REMOVED.] consistent with typical [VECTOR REMOVED.] behaviors. The reason for both of these attributes are unknown.
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Discovery Log: SCP-7004 was first discovered on 7/15/2021 following several early reports of “people with multiple bodies” at different locations across the globe, including Salt Lake City, Beijing, Sapporo, and Delhi. Foundation webcrawlers initially classified these reports as “To be investigated” and a Gamma-Level (3rd Priority) subject of interest.
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On 7/16/2021, multiple reports began to surface of additional “people bursting apart” on the wider Internet, with several videos featuring multiple SCP-7004-1 entities being uploaded on platforms such as Youtube, Twitter, Facebook, Reddit, and TikTok. Containing SCP-7004-1 PETAL vocalizations, these videos provided potent SCP-7004 vectors, causing additional BLOSSOM events that would subsequently add to the cycle of transmission.
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By 7/17/2021, approximately 156 million individuals had been subject to BLOSSOM events and had transformed into SCP-7004-1 instances. Foundation containment efforts then began around this time, with cooperation channels being opened with the Global Occult Coalition to contain SCP-7004. Several hours after official cooperation began, a general media blackout of official news outlets was implemented. SCP-7004 spread, however, still continued via the internet, exposing approximately 600 million more individuals to BLOSSOM events. The containment of SCP-7004 was thereafter elevated to an alpha priority objective, with information blackouts being the primary mode of containment for both Foundation and GOC efforts. The leadership of both organizations then directed their efforts to the temporary restriction of the internet in several countries, which only served to fuel speculation regarding SCP-7004. This, in turn, caused millions of BLOSSOM events in countries unaffected by the bans.
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Update 7/21/2021:The number of individuals exposed to SCP-7004 has reached 3 billion people. The Global Occult Coalition has declared SCP-7004 a paramount priority. Multiple government-unsanctioned bans on the internet have been forcefully enacted by the GOC on several major countries. As of the time of writing, the maintenance of the Veil of Secrecy has been reclassified as an Omega priority objective.
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Update 7/22/2021:The number of individuals exposed to SCP-7004 has reached 6 billion people. The Foundation has begun to report BLOSSOM events among its own staff, slowing down efforts to suppress SCP-7004.
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Update 7/23/2021:Due to SCP-7004, Site-82 has released a distress signal. A response is pending.
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Update 7/24/2021:Due to SCP-7004, Site-57 has been declared inoperative.
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Update 7/24/2021:Due to SCP-7004, Site-34 has been declared inoperative. Site-120 has been declared inoperative.
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Update 7/24/2021:Due to SCP-7004, Site-118 has been declared inoperative. Site-43 has been declared inoperative. Site-17 has been declared inoperative.
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Update 7/26/2021:ALERT:Following events regarding SCP-7004, the Etna Protocol has been activated on the orders of O5-4. As such, the O5 Council’s operations have been suspended, with executive authority being delegated to regional directors and site directors until such a time that central leadership can be reestablished. See the relevant autotranscribed file included below.
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[16:35:24 - The video begins with all five attending members of the O5 Council gathered around a table within one of the conference rooms inside Site-01. O5-1, O5-5, and O5-6, are notably gathered at the end of the table closest to the door, and are panting with exhaustion. O5-4, directly opposite them, is seen shaking the papers in his hand and shouting in an attempt to express urgency. The words “SCP-2000 GANYMEDE PROTOCOL” are seen in bold letters at the top of one of the papers. O5-9 is directly beside him, shaking her head with disapproval as she murmurs a few words in protest.]
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[16:36:02 - O5-4 turns his head to address O5-9, speaking sternly to her as he quickly glances up at the other council members. After a few seconds, O5-4 raises his hand. He is seen mouthing the words “All in favor?”]
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[16:36:55 - Most of the present O5 Council members are seen raising their hands in agreement. Only O5-9 does not raise her hand.]
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[16:37:07 - O5-4 nods in grim understanding, before turning to the terminal in front of him and typing in a command. As he presses ENTER, none of the O5 Council members move to speak for the next several seconds.]
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[16:37:45 - O5-1 begins to stand up to speak, but is interrupted by the door behind him opening. All O5 council members turn to look at the door as O5-2 enters the room, bleeding from his mouth and onto the front of his suit. As he staggers into the room, he leans into the nearest person, O5-1, who stands up to help O5-2 stay on his feet.]
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[16:38:00 - O5-2 is seen coughing up more blood, staining the nearby conference table. As O5-1 leans in to ask about his condition, O5-2 begins to shout with alarm before violently stumbling back.]
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[16:38:12 - As some of the other council members begin to gather around O5-2, O5-4 is seen attempting to dissuade them from doing so. He tries to cover his ears as he warns his fellow council members, but to no avail. As O5-2’s BLOSSOM event continues to progress, he continues to shout “Cover your ears!” to the other council members.]
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[16:38:15 - Suddenly, O5-2’s abdomen begins to open from the inside, with several fingers appearing at the widening wound. A bloody and panting human head is seen emerging from O5-2’s abdomen, followed by an arm as it attempts to pull itself out of O5-2. All of the O5 Council members move back in shock as O5-2 continues to scream with pain. O5-4 is seen looking on helplessly from the back, still covering his ears as he does so.]
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[16:38:17 - As the PETAL instance continues to emerge from O5-2, the nearby O5-5 is seen coughing up blood, followed by O5-9. O5-6 moves back in shock, before doubling over as she also begins to vomit blood on the matted floor. Panicked, O5-1 draws a pistol from the garter of his pants, firing several shots at O5-6 and causing her to fall to the ground, dead.]
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[16:38:28 - O5-1 and O5-4 are seen momentarily glancing at each other from opposite sides of the room. Suddenly, however, a thin trail of blood is seen falling from O5-1’s lips, which is directly followed by the overseer vomiting more blood on the table. O5-4 is seen shouting something to O5-1, and as O5-1 begins to vomit again, he is seen sliding the pistol across the table to O5-4. The words “Do it.” are seen being mouthed by O5-1.]
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[16:38:32 - With a practiced motion, O5-4 quickly takes the pistol from the table before firing one shot directly at O5-1’s head, killing him instantly. As the other overseers continue to convulse and scream in pain, O5-4 is seen freezing for several seconds, staring at the chaos unfolding within the room. As he looks around the room, he points the firearm at another one of the overseers and pulls the trigger again, but the gun is unable to fire.]
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[16:38:38 - Ahead of him, however, the limp corpse of O5-1 continues to seize, falling to the ground on its own as it presumably continues to undergo its BLOSSOM event. Beside it, the corpse of O5-6 does the same, with several arms already emerging from its torn abdomen. Realizing the situation, O5-4 immediately drops the firearm, clamping his hands to his ears once again as he runs past the dying overseers, deftly dodging the reaching hands of another of the PETAL instances that had emerged from O5-2. Soon after, he runs out of the conference room, disappearing from sight as the door closes behind him. As he does so, several other SCP-7004-1 instances are glimpsed outside.]
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[16:40:12 - By this time, no more lifesigns are detected from the overseers within the conference room.]
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[16:46:54 - A remote terminal is detected to have been accessed by O5-4. Shortly after, the Etna Protocol is activated.]
Task Force Mission: Mobile Task Force Mu-7 is a specialized experimental task force composed of regular Foundation personnel given extreme resistance to infohazardous phenomena via the application of the Sarkic practice of “brain twisting”. When compared to other mobile task forces, “brain twisting” allows the user to unconsciously resist infohazards with nearly 99 percent efficiency, allowing continued operation without the use of specialized equipment.
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History: Mobile Task Force Mu-7 was first created during a specialized training program in 2011 following the claimed defection of Karcist Alko to Foundation authorities the year before. During his time in Foundation custody, Alko demonstrated knowledge of several previously unknown Sarkic techniques, with brain twisting being among them.
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As part of an internal push to incorporate more anomalous techniques into Foundation doctrine, Alko was mandated to teach the practice of “brain twisting” to two specially chosen Foundation operatives, namely former MTF Eta-10 squad leader Lina Navarra and former squad member Cassandra Mullins. This led to the creation of MTF Mu-7 a year later.
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However, following the December 2014 incident at Site-43, Karcist Alko escaped Foundation custody with several Sarkic anomalies, causing a major containment breach and killing 125 Foundation personnel. Following an internal risk review led by the O5 Council, several experimental task forces including Mu-7 were relegated to auxiliary functions and blacklisted from participating in wider Foundation operations.
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As of now, Mu-7 is currently stationed at the remote Containment Site-11000, within the Nááts'įhch'oh National Park Reserve in the Yukon, Canada.
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Update 7/24/2021:All clearance requirements for access to SCP-7004 have been removed on express request of O5-4.
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Update 7/24/2021:As of the time of writing, the SCP-7004 document has been made available to Containment Site-11000 on express request of O5-4. Additionally, an urgent read request was made to the aforementioned site, again on express request of O5-4.
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Alright, this should be ringing your bells. Hello, I am O5-4.
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And to my knowledge, I am the last O5 still left alive.
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You don’t know jack shit about anything right now- and if you do, then there goes our last hope to stop this thing.
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But if you don’t- and I’m counting on that- then you deserve an explanation.
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The world has ended. A memetic infohazard, SCP-7004, has ended it.
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And right now, you're the only two people left on Earth that can make sure that we can come back from this.
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So my last express request is this: go to Yellowstone. Find SCP-2000. Input the numbers 12-25-2000 into it. Reset the world. Save it.
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Or… well, what’s fucking left of it.
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This document will tell you everything you need to know about it. Everything to get you up to speed, everything to… prepare, for all that it’s worth.
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Before the rest of the council went dark, we did everything we’d need to make sure 2000 comes online once you get there. Ganymede’s online now, and from here on out…
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You've gotten a promotion to level 5, effective immediately. That should give you the credentials you need to start procedure Lazarus. Congratulations, for what it’s worth.
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They're here.
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I can't say anything right now but… good luck. You’ll need it. I’ll try to do what I can from my end.
Special Containment Procedures: All SCP-7061 instances are under the purview of the Department of Zoology and the Department of Spiritual Closure. The Department of Zoology is to house SCP-7061 in Site-L9's Domesticated Animals wing, with felid amenities1 to be provided as needed. Only disarmed personnel are allowed access to SCP-7061.
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The Department of Spiritual Closure is to cooperate with local and state-level Ohioan law enforcement and the Unusual Incidents Unit in locating SCP-7061's original owners and, if available, the instances' bodies. Financial compensation of no less than $10,000 per month is to be provided to identified owners upon successful discovery/recovery.
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Person of Interest-7061's family is to receive $30,000,000 in monthly installments of $250,000, in exchange for their cooperation in the investigation, and their continued silence regarding POI-7061's true cause of death.
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Description: SCP-7061 collectively refers to 347 100 spectral domestic cats (felis domesticus) of varying breeds and ages. All instances of SCP-7061 are designated Class-C2 on the Ramis system2, meaning that they possess translucent, but tangible forms and are visible to the naked eye.
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SCP-7061 instances have predominantly docile and affectionate demeanors towards humans that approach them, though will become aggressive towards any persons carrying weapons, up to and including clawing and biting the perceived aggressor. SCP-7061 all individually require the same treatment and amenities as non-spectral cats.
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As of writing, thanks to the efforts of the Department of Spiritual Closure and the Unusual Incidents Unit, 247 instances of SCP-7061 have been able to Move On, with closure provided to 226 families.
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Discovery: SCP-7061 came to the Foundation's attention when the Federal Bureau of Investigation's Unusual Incidents Unit requested assistance in investigating the death of POI-7061, AKA Hadrian Alanson. POI-7061 was a twenty-one year old male student at Ohio University, whose expiration had been caught via a security camera in the Vernon R. Alden Library.
09:25:40: POI-7061 pauses in front of the information desk, places their hands against their stomach.
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09:25:45: Lacerations begin forming against POI-7061's chest, causing tears to their clothing.
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09:25:50: Librarian █████ ████████████ takes notice of POI-7061's affliction, and approaches them, phone in their hand.
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09:26:07: Lacerations increase in frequency against POI-7061's torso, causing them to keel onto the floor.
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09:26:19: POI-7061's chest begins bulging outward; █████ ████████████ and other witnesses in the vicinity report sounds "like multiple sticks being snapped in half at once".
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09:26:24: POI-7061's chest bursts open, exposing broken ribs outwards and a ruptured heart; POI-7061 is presumed to have been killed instantly.
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09:26:27: SCP-7061 begin pouring out of POI-7061's chest cavity onto the Library floor, mewling and trotting towards █████ ████████████ and other witnesses. Panic ensues.
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09:27:30: █████ ████████████ makes a call to 911 to report the incident, while an instance of SCP-7061 brushes against their leg.
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UIU agents embedded in Athens law enforcement intercepted the call, arriving at the Alden Library alongside paramedics within 25 minutes of the report being made. Witnesses were corralled for their safety and the collection of witness statements, while POI-7061's body was recovered. The UIU's discovery of SCP-7061 began shortly thereafter, and following attempts to secure them were met with hostility by the instances. Contact was made to a Foundation liaison to provide assistance.
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The Departments of Zoology and Spectral Closure were made aware of the inquiry, and Zoological Task Force Iota-912 "Catnip" was dispatched to give aid to the UIU forces in securing all SCP-7061 instances into Spectral Protected Cages. Witnesses were subsequently signed into financially-backed non-disclosure agreements, while security footage of SCP-7061's emergence was wiped; POI-7061's cause of death was given as a stress-induced heart attack. █████ ████████████ was provided monthly access to a Foundation-employed therapist free of charge.
Research into POI-7061's history resulted in the discovery of a police report filed by their neighbor "Jane Doe", implicating them in the disappearance of her family's cats. While no charges were formally pressed, due to lack of evidence, detailed descriptions of "Ms. Doe"'s cats were found to exactly match four instances of SCP-7061. In light of this information, the Foundation and the UIU formed Collaborative Task Force Gamma-27 "Cat's Claw" to further ascertain POI-7061's prior connections to SCP-7061.
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After negotiations with POI-7061's family, recovery of their personal computer yielded a password-encrypted solid state drive which, after decryption, revealed ████ photographs of cat corpses, with dates spanning █ years. Causes of death vary, but the most frequent were strangulation, evisceration via hunting knife, and "crushing". 347 of the cats depicted in these photographs matched with instances of SCP-7061.
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Further investigation of the computer revealed an unread message on the online messaging client Discord, sent by a user with the handle "Bubba Stix" the morning of POI-7061's death:
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Ubaste knows what you did to her children, Hadrian. And she's going to make sure that you suffer the fates you inflicted on them a hundredfold on the other side.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-7085 is to be contained in Area-05 inside a containment cell fitted with concrete and shock absorbent padding.
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Personnel equipped with writable material are to be present in front of SCP-7085 at all times for the retrieval of new emitted information. Information recovered from SCP-7085 is to be cataloged and held in containment until deliberations can be made on its status.
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Due to its size, SCP-7085-A is to be contained inside a customized humanoid containment cell. They are to be secured in chains strengthened with occult smithing around their torso and limbs to inhibit excessive movement and escape. Due to their cooperation, however, they are allowed minimal recreational privileges.
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Description: SCP-7085 is a sphere with a radius of 0.5 meters composed of unknown metallic and non-metallic substances. SCP-7085 maintains permanent levitation two meters above the ground and emits an intense light that radiates from its center. Its shape periodically changes in the form of self-compression and elongation, giving it the appearance of a liquid.
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SCP-7085 emits information that is relayed through the manipulation of the environment and human functions. The information comes in an array of forms such as letters written in different rhyming schemes, mechanical devices being moved in unnatural positions to produce sounds they would normally be unable to make, singing birds that will talk in high-pitched voices, and in dreams that are recorded to have a constant humming noise in the background. Since its discovery in 1851, SCP-7085’s information has consisted of:
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illustrations and descriptions of known and unknown flora and fauna,
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previously unknown knowledge of anomalies in Foundation containment or control,
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and instructions to perform and utilize occult practices, thaumaturgy, and sciences of mainstream and anomalous branches.
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To date, SCP-7085's information has only been delivered to Foundation personnel who have been employed by the Foundation for at least seven years and are a part of the higher echelons within the organization.
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Prior to its physical discovery, SCP-7085 was thought to only exist as emitted information; however, due to the chance of SCP-7085 being discovered by non-Foundation personnel, the Administrator of the time, Luthor Xander, designated an operational force to discover its origins. Three days after this declaration, SCP-7085 emitted coordinates to its location.
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In 1852, an expedition force, led by the Administrator, traveled to the location to discern the nature of SCP-7085.
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Excerpt of personnel ████████ ██████'s accounts of the SCP-7085 expedition force.
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…It was a grueling two weeks. The Administrator had us traveling in circles for days and made us backtrack our path numerous times just to avoid detection. Some of us were beginning to think he'd gone mad. But no matter how hard it got, we still followed him, as we suffered, he did as well, and it worked. When we finally got there all were accounted for. Not a single one of us had even a scratch to complain about.
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But when looking back at that moment, I do not know how we knew we were at our destination. It was like all of us just simultaneously knew on instinct that we were there. When we went to the entrance, the pathway was cut off by mist and fog. We were too scared to go any further; most didn't even know why we were there, and those who did were the most frightened. But the Administrator turned around and told us those who wanted to stay will not face any repercussions. He said it sincerely, without coyness or disappointment. After that, even if any of us were still scared, no one was going to let him go in there alone. Not after what he put us through in that journey. If anything was going to kill him, it'd be us.
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Past the fog was a cave opening on the side of the mountain. Everything else was obscured by fog. After lighting our torches and entering, the feeling can only be described as suffocating. The walls and ground were smooth as calm water. Across them were carvings or pictures of some sort. They weren't amateur either. Every single one of them looked like they were made by a master craftsman. It was like everything around me had a purpose, and with that purpose, it held power.
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As we entered deeper, we saw a light that forced us to douse our torches, and there it was. It moved up and down in the air with a rhythm, pulsing—beating—and reforming itself over and over. It looked alive.
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It was an amazing sight, so amazing, in fact, that we didn't notice it until it got up. Just below the orb, obscured by its light, wearing purple and white robes, was a giant. Beside its head was a staff just as tall as it. It must have been sleeping when we got there, or maybe it was waiting. They went towards us, two of its four arms holding their staff. At that moment, I swear, it had the face of death. We took out our weapons, preparing for the battle ahead. But then the Administrator just walked towards it like it was nothing and took out that stick of his and pointed at the thing.
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SCP-7085-A is a 6-meter-tall adolescent humanoid entity possessing androgynous features and exhibits both female and male anatomy. Additionally, it possesses higher durability even for its size, two additional functional arms, and the ability to survive without the need for food and water. SCP-7085-A has extensive knowledge of anomalous phenomena and occult practices and claims to be in possession of further, currently undocumented, anomalous attributes.
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When SCP-7085 was discovered, it was found to be surrounded by stone carvings and illustrations of unknown design and age. These artworks mainly consist of humans assuming a bowing position before a larger one. While others showcase the smaller humans giving gifts to this same large figure. In the main area where SCP-7085 was discovered, on the ceiling, was a depiction of several figures surrounding one older one holding up a four-armed, multi-eyed child to the sky.
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Addendum.SCP-7085—Progress Report
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Since the physical discovery of SCP-7085, the information emitted from it has been more coherent and useful. The ways of receiving this information are also now more direct; either being relayed on nearby writable material or, if applicable, directly into the thoughts of personnel present. A sample of notable information acquired from SCP-7085 is provided below.
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SCP-7085-08 ("Thunder Iron")
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Information regarding mixing metals, occult, and thaumaturgic materials to create a potent iron alloy.
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+Its thaumaturgic and occult potential exceeds its normal variant, allowing the creation of several rituals and mechanisms that are stronger and more cost-efficient. However, prolonged use with exposed skin can induce a subject to develop a compulsion to eat it. If consumed, the subject would start to become physiology dependent on the alloy to the point where their body would reject food and water.
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It has been found to be greatly effective in combating Faerie, Proto-Nymph, and Nymph clusters and infestations.
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SCP-7085-25 ("Schrawn's Mind Breakers")
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Anti-psionic mechanisms invented by Dr. Schrawn based on information retrieved from SCP-7085.
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SCP-7085-25 has been shown to be extremely effective against psionic base groups due to its uniqueness and ability to be used in ambush. GoI-46 ("Marus Family"), who has been openly antagonistic against the Foundation in the past, have been proven effective against them.
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SCP-7085-76 ("Lethe Law")
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A set of mathematical equations and theorems that are based on emotion and imaginative concepts. When correctly utilized, the subject wielding the equation can mathematically turn theoretical and ontological concepts into sentient, physical entities, allowing communication between unproven theories to take place. Due to this, several new anomalous techniques for containment purposes have been invented and utilized. However, when SCP-7085-76's derivatives are used, concepts that are outside current human processing can be learned and understood. Several research attempts to further understand these derivatives had to be halted due to the appearance of several extinct species, the disappearance of personnel's spines, and the emergence of [REDACTED].
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All safe information derived from the SCP-7085-76 is currently being implemented to further strengthen Foundation operations. Currently, no further testing will be done on SCP-7085-76. All miscellaneous knowledge to use it is currently being transferred to the secure storage facility TUMBA.
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Foreword: The interview was recorded with a primitive occult recording device known as a worm wheel. The footage is damaged and sound may sometimes cease at random intervals.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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SCP-7085-A's arms and legs are chained to the back wall of the containment cell while several personnel are performing tests and measurements on them. SCP-7085-A remains unmoving as this occurs. The Administrator sits on the opposite side of the room, tapping their foot.
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Administrator: Answer my questions.
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SCP-7085-A: I have already answered these. Why not ask your men what I said? I have other things I wish to discuss with you.
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Administrator: I want to hear them with my own ears, not from a machine. Now, answer me. Who are you?
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SCP-7085-A: Fine, I will play this game of yours. To answer your question—what am I— is complicated. In the past, I have been given many titles: the original Philosopher, KilLan, Bringer of the New Dawn, but I think the one you want is my truest one. When I was born my creators deemed me the Oracle, the first and last of the Homunculi.
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Administrator: Oracle, like the myths? So you can see the future?
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SCP-7085-A: First, myths you speak of are nothing but tall tales, and, yes, but not in the way you are thinking.
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It takes days to prepare myself for a vision, and even then, it still might not work. For when they do come, they come in the form of glimpses and checkered pieces. They are more akin to a fractured memory than anything else. In the past, they were much clearer. It would have been as if I was watching this conversion from just outside the window. But back then I was younger, too.
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Administrator: Back then? When was the last time you had one of these visions?
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SCP-7085-A: About 60 years ago. It was of a dying star, reduced to almost nothing, crashing down into the ocean. It was quite sad watching it. It traveled such a great distance to just die alone without anybody even noticing it. Some might consider that a blessing, others hell. What do you think?
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Administrator: Stop trying to change the subject. Hm, homunculi…I've seen Homunculi before, they don't talk—they can't—and they aren't as coy and smug as you. You are no homunculus.
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SCP-7085-A: And who are you to determine that? You, who knows nothing of what true homunculus is. I have seen this world's current process of creating homunculi, and it's nothing but a farce. To make a true homunculus, a true human, one must have a human soul. Not a stolen one, but one forged in the cradle of life and death. An art lost to you. Well, lost to you now. Your predecessors have tried many times to replicate one. The heads were always too big if I remember correctly.
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+SCP-7085-A: Of course, I knew of you! When you can see the future, what do you think the dreams are like? The events of this world are my escape and nightmare. And your Foundation is peculiar indeed. You were destined for greatness until you weren't. Lately, fate has been out of your favor until the Engine called you.
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And I must say you have been busy. Not a hint of slothfulness when it comes to the Engine. How diligent of you.
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Administrator: So you were waiting for us! How long were you there? How long?
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SCP-7085-A: Ah, there it is. That face. When you first awoke me, I thought you were intruders. But when you took out that wand and pointed at me, I must say, I felt a shiver. You were actually going to try to kill me, weren't you? Where did you get that, by the way? Did you carve it yourself? I sense great power from it, or maybe from its wielder.
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Administrator: Answer the question.
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SCP-7085-A: I cannot answer that. All I can tell you is that it was a long time. A very long time. You are not the first inheritors to appear, you know?
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Administrator: Inheritors? What are you talking about?
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SCP-7085-A: Yes, inheritors, the Engine or the S C P-A, or am I the A? Your cataloging system is confusing. You should stick to numbers. Well, anyways, it chose you. Many groups, ones that can make you look like ants, were given this mantle. All were chosen, but none were worthy enough to claim it. Then here comes you, the Administrator, and the Foundation. Out of all the kingdoms and empires of this world, it chose you.
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Administrator: So, you're telling us that this orb, this Engine, picked us out of everybody in the world to come to take it out of that cave? Am I getting it right?
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SCP-7085-A: You can believe what you want, but it will not change reality, Administrator. I once had your sentiment as well. Why you? Why small, weak, you? But I think I know why now. Unlike your predecessors, you fear the Engine. I see it in your face every time you mention it. You do not see it as a tool to further your power, but as a weapon. You fear its potential and its hold on you already.
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It brought you out of the darkness, but it can put you right back into it if one is not careful. Haha, your disposition makes you wonderful inheritors! But you have only scratched the surface of what it can do.
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Administrator: And what can it do?
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SCP-7085-A: Anything.
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Administrator: Ridiculous.
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SCP-7085-A: I do not lie. Can you not hear its song for you? Maybe you're not ready to realize its true worth then. But know this, I am an ally. I was created to serve humanity, and what I see in you is nothing but that.
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Administrator: What are you talking about?
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SCP-7085-A: I can see your weariness as clear as day. And even then, when granted great power, you do not succumb to it, you think of your fellow man first. [Smiles] You'll come around.
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Administrator: Stop acting as if you know me, self-proclaimed homunculus. I do not trust you.
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SCP-7085-A: No. Maybe not now, but in the future, I hope you see that your and my goals are not so different. And that you would stop examining me. Indeed, they are very thorough.
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Administrator: What makes you so confident that will happen?
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SCP-7085-A: What makes so sure that it wouldn't?
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Administrator: Smug and coy. You're wasting my time. We're through.
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SCP-7085-A: Gone already? I was enjoying our conversation! But, oh, one more thing though.
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Administrator: What?
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SCP-7085-A: May I have my staff back, please? It is very important to me.
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SCP-7085, to date, has continued to increase its informational output to the point where transfer to a larger facility has been proposed to store SCP-7085 and the information obtained from it. This proposal has been given more initiative as several cracks and damages were found in the interior of its containment area.
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Addendum.SCP-7085—Incidents
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On July 28th, 1852, 87 members of the Marus Family appeared at provisional Site-03 demanding the return of property confiscated by Foundation forces in previous raids. When the Foundation did not respond, they attacked the site, killing the majority of personnel and capturing the rest. To deescalate the situation, mediators from the Foundation, Joshua Cambred and Jerlamarel Voss, were escorted by armed forces to negotiate terms of peace.
GoI-46 is a psionic group that is consisted of blood relatives. They were once based around Eurasia until the main family moved to North America around 1728 to 1730. Since then, they have been acquiring and experimenting with various anomalies, including themselves. They are known to be highly aggressive to outsiders and have proven to possess great insight into combat tactics, specifically those of the occult and psionic kind.
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After 14 hours of no contact from the diplomacy team sent to Site-03 came, the Administrator assembled a party of personnel equipped with new anti-psionic weaponry. The account of the event by one of the surviving personnel captured, Jerlamarel Voss, is provided below.
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The Marus family. I heard old tales of their barbarism and "warrior" spirit in Europe and the Middle East. Hair with the color of fire with skin pale as snow. Fools in civilized society, geniuses in the field of battle.
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When we arrived there, the bodies were already laid across the site's ground. They were torn apart and pulverized into ground meat. I saw one of them eating the remains. When we finally met the main sect and try to explain who we were, they just laughed and laughed at us. Well, until Don came.
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Don Kreed Marus was an ogre of a man. Eight feet tall, muscle-bound from neck to toe, with scars running throughout his face and body. He didn't say a word when he reached out his hand and crushed Joshua's back. That's when the screaming started. I was thrown against the ground and watched as they ripped and shredded my friends with their minds. When they had their fill of carnage, they had my hands smashed and tied me up right in front of the building with the others. They told me they wanted us to see what they were about to do to the people coming to get us.
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I know the Marus family and the Foundation were never on good terms, really, the Foundation wasn't on any good terms with anybody given our state back then. But still, to think they'll go this far. Because this wasn't just some excursion to prove a point. The elders, the children, the adults, and even their inbred mutants roamed around the site. They were planning to start a war with us and win it.
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It's embarrassing, given my position, but I gave up and thought we were all going to be killed and eaten like cattle. I sat there, accepting my fate like the coward I was until the sky ripped. They came pouring down like it was an act from God. With their weapons ready, Red-Right Hand had landed with the Administrator right in front. I heard of his old name before he was promoted in the Foundation— the Hero of Five worlds, the one who saved the Foundation from collapse countless times. Thought they were just hearsay to bolster his reputation, but right then and there he looked just like the stories.
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Our allies were outnumbered five to one. But they didn't seem to care. The Administrator told them, "No more have to die. Give us our men back and we can arrange a compromise", he gave them his word that he will uphold this. Don responded by squeezing the head of the man beside me until it popped with a red and pink gush. It was a blur after that. They came upon the Maruses' systematically, killing anyone who dared put up a fight. Their powers weakened thanks to Schrawn's inventions. But some, like Don, didn't seem that affected. Alas, that didn't matter in the long run. I don't know what exactly happened next, but I believe I got the important parts.
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Three, no four of them including Don, stood around the Administrator. The Administrator's wand glowed. They backed up. Don charged, but the Administrator blocked him. There was a tussle. Don got a punch in, the Administrator, a kick. The wand glowed brighter and then there was a boom. When the dust cleared, Don's body was missing a head. It wasn't long after that that the battle ended and The Foundation was victorious.
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I don't know what the veiled world thought of us after this, but I know one thing for sure, weak wasn't one of them.
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After the death of the Don Kreed Marus, the remaining survivors, which were mostly adolescents, were captured. When examined, 25% of the members showed physical ailments caused by inbreeding. The new head of the Marus Family, Tiffany Seed Marus, proposed a deal with the Foundation to ensure their family's survival. In return for the Foundation's assistance, the Marus Family would give their services and information about their obtained anomalies. These negotiations are still currently in progress.
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Around the same time during Marus Family incident, SCP-7085's containment facility was experiencing rapid failure of its mechanisms. Reports of a constant buzzing sound were heard around the area. Believing this to be the cause of an attack from unknown members of the Marus Family, the site went on lockdown. When no evidence of external force was present, SCP-7085 containment cell was repaired and put on high alert. Investigation into the cause of this incident is ongoing.
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Date
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Event
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Aftermath
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April 29th, 1852.
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The reclusive anomalous society known as the "Illuminati" was discovered to be using carcasses of deceased humans and animals to create animated chimeric life forms called Siren men. They used these Siren men as guards to protect anomalous artifacts and inventions in mainstream hotspots.
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+After several civilians died to the Illuminati's presence in these areas, the Foundation offered to assist to store artifacts away from civilians to avoid unnecessary causalities. The Illuminati then refused the Foundation's request and stopped any further form of contact. After deliberation, theorem 5.2 of SCP-7085-76 and the eye of SCP-7085-45 were authorized to be used, resulting in twelve Illuminati outposts fitted with Siren men being seized by the Foundation and later deconstructed.
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The Illuminati began to retaliate against Foundation facilities to regain lost artifacts. Eventually, their forces were intercepted and terminated. Since then, the Illuminati has reopened negotiations.
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March 7th, 1853.
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The remnants of the Cult of Knull developed a human infovore in the Dominican Republic. The cult was planning on using the infovore to consume the business tycoon Tyler Marshall. They would have then used the collected information to create a sentient doppelganger of Marshall to take over his businesses and supply themselves with monetary resources to fund their endeavors.
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+The conspiracy was discovered and stopped after the utilization of SCP-7085-65, which found missing pockets of information in the area's infosphere.
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All known members of the Cult of Knull were captured and questioned for information about their other activities. After no further information could be acquired, they were traded with various groups of interest for further keeping.
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February 12, 1855.
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SCP-7085 was recorded to produce an energy field originating from its center. Since then, it has begun emitting information at an increasing rate and producing audible sounds such as soft humming around its vicinity. Its containment cell has also begun to accumulate more malfunctions and damages to its mechanisms.
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+Study of these new properties are ongoing.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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SCP-7085-A is locked in chains that are connected to the back wall. The Administrator stands in front unaccompanied.
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SCP-7085-A: Alone this time? I cannot complain though, I do enjoy these moments of ours. Even if you are angry half of the time it is still much more enjoyable than sleeping in a cave.
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Administrator: I am here to talk about the Engine. It's… changing. You told me once that you wanted to help. So tell me, what is happening…Please.
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SCP-7085-A: Very well. As I said before, the Engine grows as you do; the more you rely on it, the more it will expand. It must be getting loud now. And lonely, too. It's becoming frantic. Like a child begging for a parent's attention.
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It must have given you the information to unlock it by now, has it not?
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Administrator: It has.
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SCP-7085-A: I see. I can help you. You don't need to be afraid. The Engine was made by the best of humanity, the same ones who created me. Its purpose is to enrich your people.
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Administrator: And who are these people who created you?
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Every time we try to gain more information about this past of yours, you try to change the subject. What aren't you telling us, Oracle?
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SCP-7085-A: My past does not matter. All you need to do is focus on acquiring the Engine. You can easily prove the information it has sent you to be true.
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Administrator: Answer my question.
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SCP-7085-A: I have been answering your questions for a long time. And before I answer any more of yours, answer mine. What is your goal, Administrator? What is the point of this? Either way, you are still going to use it no matter what I say.
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Administrator: This isn't how this is going to go.
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+SCP-7085-A: But it is. I have obeyed every request you made of me. I have been more than willing to submit. But I grow tired, too.
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Administrator: You have grown too comfortable here. Do you think you just can make demands of us and you'll get what you want?
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SCP-7085-A: Do you think these chains keep me here? Do you honestly believe that? I stayed as long as I have because I believed in you. And I still do. But I see what you're doing. You're going to die if you continue.
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Administrator: Is that a vision?
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SCP-7085-A: No, an observation. Rely more on the good graces this world has given you. Even after all it has done for you, you still fear it. The Engine only wants to help.
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Administrator: You keep saying that, but I just can't just take your word for it. I don't have the privilege of doing that.
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SCP-7085-A: Then what are you trying to do? Because right now, you are wasting your time.
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Administrator: What am I trying to do? Are you talking about your Engine or in general? No, it's the same in the end. I'll tell you this. My goal, as the Administrator, no, as a human, ever since I came into power was always one thing. The destruction of the Foundation.
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Every conspiracy, every lie, every death, every mistake I have to sign on. But it will never be enough, for every life saved by us, another takes its place. I saw what your Engine gave us, it gave us a fairy tale. It told us it can give us the power to stop this tragedy. When I was entrusted with this mantle, I also became responsible for every life we affect. I cannot just trust things as quickly as you. Lives are on the line, and we do not gamble with them.
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SCP-7085-A: You really won't be satisfied, won't you? I hid my past because it would mean nothing to you.
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Administrator:[Sits down on the floor.] Now you're talking.
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SCP-7085-A: It is only fair that I do now since I know your fears more thoroughly. And what I tell you now, remember this, what happened was not because of the Engine, In the twilight of the first era of man, long after the creation of myself, no enemies laid before them.
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And so, with nothing else to fight, peace occurred. But with peace, came a deathly calm. Man grew complacent with itself and sought out more to conquer. They spread out across the world and diversified, forgetting what made them whole. And then when the last embers of connection broke, humans do what they do. They fought until one of them could claim dominion. But in the end, there was nothing else to rule over but ruins.
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Administrator: I don't get what you're trying to say.
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SCP-7085-A: What I am saying is don't let the past blind you. When I slumbered in that cave, I didn't just dream of the present, but of futures that never could be. I fooled myself into thinking there were real and that mountain— that tomb—was nothing but a nightmare. But when I look at you, I see a dream becoming reality. Believe me or not, I have spoken nothing but the truth.
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Administrator: You're a fool. How can you claim to be so old and yet so naive? What will hiding the past do for us?
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SCP-7085-A: Perhaps so. You know, you're kinder than you let on.
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Administrator: What?
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SCP-7085-A: Nothing. Nothing at all.
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Administrator: Right…So, if we do decide to use the Engine at its fullest. How long will it take?
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SCP-7085-A: So you're actually doing it?
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Administrator: How long?
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SCP-7085-A: Depends on your resources, but with your determination, it shouldn't take long.
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Administrator: We're gonna need a whole lot more than that to pull this off. We're going to need your help. But if I even think you're betraying us, I will end you myself.
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+SCP-7085-A: Of course, I expect nothing less from you. I have not felt like this for a long, long time. I am truly grateful to you for this opportunity you have given me. But, I would like to make one request.
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Administrator: And that is?
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SCP-7085-A: My staff.
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[END LOG]
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Addendum.SCP-7085—HUMMINGBIRD:
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Proposal: PROJECT HUMMINGBIRD
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Details:
+Information recovered from SCP-7085 has given groundings to SCP-7085-A's claims of its true capabilities. At the time of writing, SCP-7085 has been discovered to have an expanding energy field that is currently encompassing the majority of the Northern Hemisphere. Current projections predict that this field will envelop the entire planet in approximately 10 months.
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Research into SCP-7085’s field revealed it to have negentropic and entropic properties simultaneously, resulting in the ability to interact with everything inside its field on a structural level. It is currently unknown how SCP-7085 is capable of this but is theorized to be the result of the information it has stored inside itself and converting it into energy using the mathematical Laws of SCP-7085-38, SCP-7085-47, and SCP-7085-76. If this project is approved, the Foundation will begin developing an apparatus that will stabilize this field and allow the Foundation to control it.
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In the event of failure or the inability to control SCP-7085, Type-V dimensional wormhole locks ("Ways") have been set and are to be used to envelop SCP-7085 and relocate it into a fitted containment cell in level nine of TUMBA. A combat force is to be on standby for any Archonic entity manifestation or residue due to "Ways" use.
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Approved by the following Hepta Council members:
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Thomas Cawn (Director of Site-05)
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Jerlamarel Voss (Head of the Department of External Relations)
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Lund Schrawn (Head of Enigmatic Research)
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Caleb Magold (Director of Site-02)
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Donald Lantoid (Head of the Containment Department)
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Joseph Bond (Director of Site-06)
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Luthor Xander (Administrator)
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With the assistance of SCP-7085-A, Project "HUMMINGBIRD" was started. From the Foundation's research and the information given by SCP-7085-A, a majority of the materials needed to construct the device were already in the Foundation's possession. However, four major components were required.
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The components needed were:
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I. An energy source powerful enough to exhibit a field that can survive SCP-7085's own field,
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II. A processing mechanism that can function both as an equalizer to the device and store all its physical and non-physical values,
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III. An occult mechanism that will allow stabilization of energy given off by the recycling process of souls,
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IV. A transparent concave optic structure that can still maintain its structure and magnified energy fields.
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These components would have taken decades to develop with the Foundation's current technological standing. As such, analogs were recovered from elsewhere.
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Item
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Recovery
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I.
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Suitable source was found in the anomalous city-state ("The Summer Courts") concealed and hidden in a pocket dimension inside northern Europe. With the use of several anomalous items, its location and entryway were discovered. The inhabitants of the city were hostile to Foundation forces, but due to their deteriorated state and partial transformation into Nymphs, along with the use of SCP-7085-80, their resistance was insufficient to prevent the item's recovery.
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II.
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Information retrieved from the remnants of GoI-46 ("Marus Family") revealed that the GoI-43 ("Salem Family"), a psionic group who have dealt with the Maruses' in the past, possessed an alchemically created artificial brain. This brain had the anomalous capability of storing large amounts of information that GoI-43 imprinted upon it and was believed to have limitless storage. When questioned on the purpose of this item they refused to divulge any further.
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+The item was shown to be capable of containing and storing knowledge suitable for Project HUMMINGBIRD. After negotiations and the relinquishing of SCP-███ to GoI-43, the item was obtained.
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III.
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Recovered after a combative incident involving the Administrator and several members of Red-Right Hand against the anomalous society "Knights Templar".
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IV.
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Discovered after SCP-7085-A gave the location of ruins located in [REDACTED]. These ruins were composed of flesh and metal with bodies of preserved humanoid entities embedded in them. In the center of this area, was the item. Surrounding the item, were seven glass orbs designated one to seven and murals of humanoids bowing down before seven entities carrying a multi-eyed chimeric creature.
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+After the item was recovered, several of the structures began to move and vocalize. On the orders of the Administrator, the entranceway was destroyed and all records to travel there were expunged.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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SCP-7085, while emitting a constant humming sound, is being lowered into the mechanical apparatus. Wires and coils are seen in the area connecting from and to the apparatus. Electricity is visible seen sparking throughout the mechanism. Dr. Schrawn with three other personnel oversees Project HUMMINGBIRD.
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SCP-7085-A is seen sitting with their staff in their lap while being chained to the back of the room while the Administrator stands beside them. Other researchers scurry around the area.
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SCP-7085-A: Isn't it beautiful?
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Administrator: Not in the slightest.
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SCP-7085-A: Oh, that's right. To you, this was the source of your misery for quite some time. Now, it will be your greatest tool.
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Administrator: Then why the face? I swear, after all of this you better not—
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SCP-7085-A: No, no, it's nothing. I'm just… scared. Everything I have been waiting for since… that time is about to be completed. You are about to receive the majesty of humanity's greatest accomplishment. My hands are near numb from the anticipation. It's just that it all feels wrong.
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Administrator: You're waiting for something bad to happen. When things go well, the idle mind automatically turns to the worse. It is what soldiers go through all the time. But sometimes things go as planned. In those rare moments, nothing bad has to happen. Relying on your visions made you anxious.
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SCP-7085-A: Maybe, maybe so. Then why do you have that look then?
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Administrator: Expecting the worse, of course.
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SCP-7085-A:[Laughter] So, what will happen after this. What will you do?
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Administrator: The same as always. Even if this thing can do anything, that doesn't mean it needs to be used for that. It's not a savior, it's a weapon and that's all it will ever be. But, it would make our job easier.
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SCP-7085 begins to glow and change form more rapidly for several seconds before resuming normal activity.
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SCP-7085-A: I don't think it is like that at all. Not at all. So, what will happen to me after this is done?
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Administrator: I thought you didn't care what happened to you? The same, you helped us, a lot, but we can't allow you to roam free with that body and mind of yours. I can make it as comfortable as possible though.
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SCP-7085-A: Well, thank you, I cannot really expect any more than that, can I? But that, too, is fine. I was worshipped once, you know. They called me the Child of Dreams. Temples were erected in my name just so they can ask me their questions. To predict the weather, to know the time of death of a loved one, or if they would one day find purpose in their lives. They adored me for it. My words were treated as truth and they shaped their lives around them. To know the future is to know the beauty and chaos of creation. A friend told me that once.
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+Hmm, I speak too much. What I am trying is to not let the Engine control you. Never make it your source of pride or last resort. Even if this does fail, and you despair over it, get up. You are not shaped by it.
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Your Foundation is worthy enough.
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Administrator: You don't need to worry about us. But, I don't say this to people or, in your case, anomalies, but thank you.
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SCP-7085-A: You are very welcome.
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Dr. Schrawn: Sir, it's time.
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SCP-7085's apparatus begins to glow and a gust of wind is emitted from it. SCP-7085 then begins to spin rapidly and increase in heat, glowing red in the process. The humming sound grows in volume and is now heard around the area. The sound then slowly becomes audible, tangible words.
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Administrator: It's speaking!
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SCP-7085-A: I see, so this is what it sounds when it's accepted a new wielder. So this is its song.
The dust and dirt around the area of SCP-7085 begin to move and shift, forming patterns across the ground, walls, and ceiling. These patterns eventually form the Foundation's symbol. The ground beneath the apparatus begins to shake to the point where the personnel present are visibly affected by it.
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Dr. Schrawn: It's increasing its energy output. The lens and information storages are in effect. The field is, the field is stabilizing!
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Administrator: Good, good. Keep it up! [Turns to SCP-7085-A.]
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SCP-7085-A: The fall of Olympus occurred in the war of the last. The Nosferatu have returned, they bring fire upon the lands and death in the air. Release the engines of battle. Unleash the cods and bonds. Unleashed the end. Oh, Administrator, does it not sound beautiful? It sings your name in the loveliest tune.
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Administrator: Is something wrong?
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SCP-7085-A head reels back as they begin speaking an unknown language.
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SCP-7085-A: Oh, you do like to contain. But that cannot be done this time, I am afraid, that we might have been a little off in our efforts.
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Administrator: Oracle, are you with me?
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SCP-7085-A: Administrator, we were wrong. I was wrong. These images. My mind is full of thoughts and images. We have to try another time, no, not even the— I see, I see, I see…
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SCP-7085-A stands up, releasing their chains in the process. Before any personnel could react to this, they pounce on SCP-7085 and slam their staff on it. SCP-7085 then begins to levitate out of the apparatus while the wires and coils are still connected to it and spin sporadically. Several small items across the ground then levitate in the air while streaks of electricity bounce across the walls and ground.
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Several moments later, SCP-7085 emits a wave of energy that pushes back the objects and personnel around them, excluding SCP-7085-A who disappears when it hits them. After this, SCP-7085 emits another wave of energy that causes the malfunction and destruction of several devices in the area. Dr. Schrawn activates the Way locks; as they begin to glow, SCP-7085 emits another wave, deactivating them.
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Suddenly, SCP-7085 begins to glow a red hue and emit heat before a final wave emits from it, causing an explosion.
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The recorder is severally damaged and the footage is distorted. Before losing all functionality, The Administrator is seen standing up and then screaming.
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[END LOG]
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Addendum.SCP-7085—Recovery:
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After the failure of Project HUMMINGBIRD, SCP-7085 was moved to a new location. Its malfunction caused it to emit a massive temporal energy field that caused 2nd to 3rd-degree burn injuries and the disintegration of several personnel close to the explosion. SCP-7085 now possesses several new cracks along its exterior, but still maintains functionality.
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Since this event, there has been an increase in anomalous activity around the world. Below is a list of notable and known events.
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Location
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Description
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Minas Gerais, Brazil.
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Boiling rain occurs every five to six days across the eastern region. These occurrences are estimated to have injured at least 300 people. Disinformation campaigns are ongoing.
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Southern United States of America.
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Reports of a carnivorous entity that inhabits dark areas. Reports claim that this entity can instantly consume individuals via touching their shadow and enveloping them with their own body.
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+This entity has been described as being shrouded in shadow and possessing a strong aversion to light sources.
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Earth.
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Anomalous information entered the human conscious sphere to an unknown amount of individuals. This information mainly consists of thaumatic and occult practices, causing a rise of anomalous activity in civilian hotspots. To date, no known information about the Foundation has been discovered by any third parties.
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Level 9 of TUMBA.
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SCP-7085 continuously emits a humming sound. It also now exhibits the ability to deteriorate the area around it at a rapid rate. The Foundation's symbol has been found to be forming on the surfaces around it cracks along wall or manipulating dust piles. When these symbols are disrupted, they immediately begin reforming.
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+Due to this, it has been moved to a hyperdense containment chamber. However, SCP-7085 effects are continuously growing stronger and current containment is believed to soon become ineffective.
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SCP-7085-A's whereabouts remained unknown and is to be considered neutralized.
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Letter was given to all Foundation facilities and outposts on January 5th, 1856.
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Times are hard. For the past few months, I have asked every single one of you to give even more of yourselves for the Foundation's greatest mission—protecting this world from the dark. You are tired and desperately in need of repose, and yet you still fight. For that, you have my greatest gratitude. And now we face our greatest threat maybe since our founding. The world is in chaos. Anomalies have increased tenfold and we have no choice but to respond in full. As I write this letter, all around the world, the Foundation is working together with other organizations who have similar goals to keep this madness at bay.
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Your sacrifices have not gone unnoticed and will not be unrewarded. I hope one day when we finally get that day of promised rest it will not be because of mourning but for celebration.
Administrator, your statement for the cause, though short, was warm. I know you do not like doing these things until the mission is over, but you must know why I requested you to say something. We trusted an anomaly and paid dearly for it. Project HUMMINGBIRD must seem done to you, but I tell you now that it is not. It may be the only hope we have left.
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On that day SCP-7085 was damaged, we did not realize it contained so much power. It is just as -A said, it can do anything. The increase of anomalous activity and the appearances of these creatures is proof alone. If it wasn't for that betrayal, we could have eliminated every anomaly in the New World. We are so close to victory, all we need is one more push. Just one more to reverse our failure.
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Dr. Schrawn has told me the Revised HUMMINGBIRD is almost complete. Everything will be ready to be sent in just a couple of weeks; however, for it to work, we must go back to where we found it. That place seems to have properties that help stabilized the orb naturally. No wonder it was there, it was the best place to contain it. We'll soon be sending a team there to set up the operation. I assume you will also be leading this.
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You are strong, yes, but you are also our leader. We cannot have you lead our men into battle and one day not have you come back without a successor in place. I know you feel guilty, but you are not the only one who voted on that day. We all partook in that failure. You have saved countless lives, including mine, and continue to do so. So, please, don't carry this burden by yourself for your sake and the Foundations.
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— Jerlamarel Voss, Head of the Depertament of External Relations.
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Addednum.SCP-7085-Retribution:
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On December 23rd, 1857, the Administrator, with the assistance of personnel Florude Tone, led a team of twelve to escort SCP-7085 to its location of discovery. Accompanied by this mission was a portable worm wheel that will be used to record the events in case of malfunction or failure.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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As the group enters the passageway to where SCP-7085 was first discovered, the area is seen to be in a greater state of disrepair than what was present last time. SCP-7085 glows brightly and emits a loud humming sound. As it is the team continues onward, the structure around them begins to form cracks on their exterior as SCP-7085 passes them.
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When they enter the main space of the cave, fog is observed inside it. The instruments delivered there early are seen scattered across the ground severely damaged. In the back of the room, sitting down on the floor is SCP-7085-A holding their staff, with four of their hands.
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SCP-7085-A: Hello, Administrator. You look terrible.
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Florude Tone: Sir, that's—
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Administrator: Leave.
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Florude Tone: But, sir, we can't leave you with tha—
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Administrator: Go, get back up, I'll hold it off till then.
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Florude Tone: But—
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Administrator: That's an order, Tone! Now, go!
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The 12 personnel slowly leave the area, dropping the worm wheel and SCP-7085, and exit.
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SCP-7085-A: A bit dramatic, but okay. So, how have you been? That looks like a new scar on your face. You've been fighting more, haven't you?
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Administrator: How are you still here?
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SCP-7085-A: I was hoping you knew that, but it seems that we are both confused. My theory is maybe the Engine grew affection for me. I have been with it so long, that it couldn't bear killing me. Even after I betrayed it.
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It's funny, really, that is the place it sent me.
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SCP-7085-A stands and slams its staff on the ground, clearing the fog from the area. SCP-7085-A appears older and has several scars on its limbs.
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SCP-7085-A: When you were about to claim the Engine, its song sparked something inside me. A flame of youth. I had a vision as clear as day. I saw you and the Foundation. I saw what it will become and what will happen to this world. I saw a world meant for dreams and nightmares.
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I would have been satisfied staying there with my mind, but not after that… I had to return. Thankfully, the Engine is not all-knowing or powerful in realms outside of its creation. You must understand me when I say this. I did not take pleasure in doing what I did, but if you knew what I saw and heard then you would have done the same. [SCP-7085-A's hands begin to shake as they hold the staff.] Tell me, do you know how long I was gone?
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Administrator: To think I trusted you. I am a failure.
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SCP-7085-A: No, you are not. The only thing that was wrong was us.
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SCP-7085-A jumps toward the Administrator who dodges. SCP-7085-A then grabs SCP-7085 and holds it in the air with two of their hands.
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SCP-7085-A: We are relics of the past. A past so old, that even the earth has forgotten it. Once, men had the power to reach for stars and take them. But, now, they are weak and scared and seek power to make them strong and brave. They seek old truths and old ways for their future. They are guided by the dead.
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I once thought you will be different, that you will be the ones to claim this majesty and finally surpass the old era. But only with your strength can you do that.
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Administrator: You looked me in the eye and told me that this can help us. That will save people. You're just talking nonsense.
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SCP-7085-A: Do not mock me! You know exactly what I am saying. It was only by chance the Engine chose you. Countless eras, countless kings, and countless children were chosen by it to take it whole and all fell before it. And yet you came so close at taming it. What I saw, is the outcome of this so-called mastering of the Engine. It was a world without will. A world without humanity.
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No more. Let it end.
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SCP-7085 begins to glow more while the area around them begins to experience seismic activity.
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SCP-7085-A: I'm sorry, my little friend. But it's time for us to go.
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Administrator: Oracle, don't you dare!
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SCP-7085-A throws SCP-7085 in the air. SCP-7085-A's staff then begins to produce a fire of white and purple hues that engulf SCP-7085-A and SCP-7085. SCP-7085-A then uses its staff to hit SCP-7085 in its center, splintering it into fragmented pieces. The seismic activity around the area and SCP-7085 properties begin to slow down and suddenly cease all together.
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Administrator: What have you done? Thousands, millions will die because of you.
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SCP-7085-A: Yes, they will. But you will be there to stop that. You will do everything in your power to prevent it. Sometimes you will win, sometimes lose. But it will be because of your actions, not anyone else's.
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The Administrator pulls out a wooden wand that is decorated with carvings. It then begins to glow a blue hue that envelops the whole room.
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Administrator: Just be quiet.
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SCP-7085-A: As you wish. But remember this; I am the Oracle, the first and last of the homunculi, the final Rebis, made to serve humanity. I am a tool that dreams. And you are the Administrator, the leader of the Foundation, the man who fights the dark.
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SCP-7085-A's staff fire begins to increase in size rapidly as the Administrator’s wand begins to glow to point of obscuring the worm wheel. As they both begin to walk toward each other SCP-7085-A begins to sprout eyes across its face and body.
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SCP-7085-A: Show me, Administrator. Show me all of it.
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When they meet each other, a sudden roaring sound occurs cutting the feed for several minutes. When it returns, the worm wheel is located on the other side of the room where SCP-7085-A's is seen with a massive hole in the side of its abdomen. The Administrator is seen standing on top of the body with his arm burnt while clutching a broken stick.
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Addendum.SCP-7085- Plaque:
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Near the entranceway towards SCP-7085 location, was a plaque made of stone and believed to be written by SCP-7085-A and is transcribed below. How it appeared in the area is currently unknown.
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If you are reading this I am dead. I apologize for what must seem like a sudden betrayal, but I assure what I do is for the whole of humanity.
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The passages of time assume power based on the illusion that since they are old they are also needed. The time has come for a new era, free from the old, to begin. What I saw, and what will happen, will change this world for the better. But there will be suffering and there will be pain. And when that happens they will need something like the Foundation and men like you in it, Administrator.
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In those times, you must hold conviction. To your ideals and passions. Never straying, always fighting.
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+Exploration of SCP-7091 is forbidden following the conclusion of the Prometheus Mission due to the unpredictable nature of SCP-7091-1. While standard precautions for anomalous biohazardous substances have been modified for the safety of Foundation employees, the perpetually-evolving molecular alterations of SCP-7091-1 continue to present a threat to biological organisms and inorganic matter. All artifacts and materials collected during the Prometheus Mission are to remain within a cryogenic, hermetically sealed, subterranean vault beneath Site-82. This vault may only be accessed by automata which have been programmed to conduct research and experiments remotely.
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Once research has been concluded, the automata are to relocate to the incinerator, which has been constructed in close proximity to the vault, and activate the machine from within. The ashes are to be examined at a safe distance by Foundation personnel in Class II hazmat suits for SCP-7091-1 particulate and, if no particulate is present, integrated into the earth. Should SCP-7091-1 remain in any capacity in the ashes, the incinerator is to be activated again and remain active until the particulate is eradicated. Personnel found to contain SCP-7091-1 are to be terminated remotely and subjected to the same processes as the automata assigned to this object.
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Astronomical reports that suggest the existence of SCP-7091 by civilian scientists are to be discredited and the astronomers are to be administered Type B amnestics. Research into constructing a shield that obstructs SCP-7091 from all angles on Earth is ongoing.
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Description
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Image of Crystellia B's location, captured using Space Force 3
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SCP-7091 is a Dyson Sphere1 located at [COORDINATES REDACTED] in the Andromeda Galaxy, 1.865 million light-years from Earth. Despite measuring 15% smaller than Sol, the star contained by SCP-7091 produces approximately 1.23 x 1035 joules per 24-hour period, roughly the same amount of energy Sol produces every year. This energy is siphoned off by SCP-7091 via solar arrays and transferred directly to the fourth planet in its solar system, named Crystellia B by Foundation astronomers. SCP-7091 is tidally locked with Crystellia B, although how this is possible given the distance and relative size difference between the two celestial objects is unknown.
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The surface of Crystellia B is hypothesized to have been overtaken and altered by the abundance of SCP-7091-1. This hypothesis is supported by the ruins of a now-collapsed, space-faring civilization on Crystellia B. Due to the high concentration of SCP-7091-1 on the planet's surface and moons, a thorough investigation into the remnants of this society is not possible at this time.
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SCP-7091-1 is a telepathic, parasitic black mold. SCP-7091-1 causes cells to regenerate exponentially faster than normal while also removing all motor control and autonomous bodily function in infected, sapient organisms. This process does not affect higher cognition, however. It is also capable of combining atoms of organic matter to inorganic matter, as well as combining the atoms of inorganic matter with other inorganic matter if allowed to propagate unabated.
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An artificial construct orbiting within Crystellia B's Roche limit was discovered to have minimal amounts of SCP-7091-1 present on its surface and within its docking port. The minimal amount of SCP-7091-1 particulate was within acceptable risk parameters outlined by the Ethics Committee. On 8 June 2087, an expedition to the artificial construct, dubbed The Prometheus Mission, was proposed by the Anomalous Astronomical Division and later approved by the O5 Council. A three-person team of interstellar exploration veterans was dispatched to investigate the structure.
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Lucy Cabot, Nathaniel Burr, and Jazzmin Gibson volunteered for the anthropological mission, having all participated in deep space explorations into ancient megastructures over the last decade. They each were outfitted in Class II hazmat suits, which were worn underneath their space flight suits, and a gun that fired both incendiary and ballistic rounds. Their primary objective was to investigate the artificial construct under the assumption that, due to the relatively trace presence of SCP-7091-1, they would be able to find living members of Crystellia B's inhabitants or non-contaminated objects they left behind for study.
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Using an experimental warp drive reversed engineered from Sarian technology, the Foundation was able to transport Cabot, Burr, and Gibson at speeds faster than light to Crystellia B. After a short recovery period to prevent deceleration sickness, the team disembarked the vessel and entered the artificial construct through the open port.
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Prometheus Mission Log.01
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The following recording was transmitted from the team's mounted body cameras to the ship, where it was relayed to Foundation headquarters.
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<Begin Log>
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Cabot: This is Lucille Cabot of the Prometheus Mission with our field report. We have de-warped from hyper speed about… two Earth-hours ago, and are approaching the station orbiting Crystellia B. Time now is approximately 0200.
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The artificial megastructure can be observed through the window of the vessel. The construct is large enough that its entire length cannot be viewed without panning the viewport camera. It appears to be constructed of a metal alloy, with various seams where additional metal plates were welded to the structure after its initial completion. Several grooves can be observed on the exterior, forming paths and patterns that resemble triangles. Orange lights can be seen emanating from within. At the "top" of the structure is a device resembling an antenna, with a blinking red light at the end of it.
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Burr: Looks like someone's home, captain. I'm picking up a ton of organisms on the inside.
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Gibson: Could be uninfected lifeforms from Crystellia B, or maybe some S.C.2 remnants?
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Cabot: Run a deep scan of the area in the range of five thousand kilometers. Check for Sarian scouting ships, frigates, the works.
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Burr: On it.
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Burr activates the vessel's exterior sensors, inputting the range suggested by Cabot. The sensor takes several minutes to compute. Once it completed its task, fourteen dark green circles indicating the presence of vehicles that are clustered together can be seen on the screen on the exterior of the structure. Several dozen smaller clusters suggesting the presence of organisms can be observed within the artificial structure as well, although they are stationary.
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Burr: Got something. A lot of somethings, actually. Sensor's picking up Sarian ships, but they're way too close together.
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Cabot: What do you mean?
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Burr: I mean that there's no less than fourteen S.C. ships coinciding with one another in almost the exact same space while also somehow still being distinct objects. And they're… expanding? Growing? Metal doesn't move like that.
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Gibson: This scanner isn't malfunctioning. Perhaps this is a previously unobserved anomaly.
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Burr: Could be. I also ran a diagnosis for local Hume levels. Everything about the Sarian ships meets our expectations of their tech. The only anomalous things I saw about that cluster of ships is the presence of SCP-7091-1. They seem to be growing almost organically too, kind of like a flower.
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Cabot: Can we dock on that side?
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Burr: Negative. There's too much SCP-7091-1. We're gonna have to try portside.
Cabot: Base is a little less than two light years away, I'm not surprised they missed the cluster of ships, or the SCP-7091-1 starboard side. (To Burr) Bring her in.
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The vessel approaches the portside docking bay of the artificial structure. The bay door is slightly ajar and off the tracks, and SCP-7091-1 can be observed from the viewport camera. From the other side of the bay door, a small segment of a Sarian ship can be observed. The ship's nose is protruding into the bay door, connecting the two via strands of SCP-7091-1.
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Cabot: Attempt a manual override.
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Gibson enters several keystrokes on the vessel's primary datapad. After several minutes, she is able to remotely access the artificial structure's mainframe. She presses a few buttons but none are able to control the bay door mechanism. She turns dials on the screen and the bay door begins to open, albeit with difficulty. After approximately one minute, the bay door mechanism experiences a mechanical malfunction and breaks off its hinges, allowing for both the door and the Sarian ship to float into space.
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Gibson: Well, that was… unexpected. My apologies.
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Cabot: Any port in a storm, right Nate?
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Burr: Strap in, folks.
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Burr brings the vessel inside and, after Gibson activates and closes the emergency doors to the structure's hangar, he powers down the vessel. The team disembarks, pistols drawn and flashlights active. The interior of the structure appears abandoned; large crates of what appear to be rations and medical supplies can be seen strewn about the floor haphazardly. There are two large space-faring frigates present, both coated in a thick layer of rust and SCP-7091-1 particulate. From the ceiling hang strands of interwoven SCP-7091-1 matter, resembling cobwebs. These strands reach from the ceiling to the wall, where they can be observed descending to the floor similar to tree roots.
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Within the strands, in between the wall and the left-most frigate, emaciated humanoid cadavers can be seen fused to the floor. The upper dermal layer of the cadavers has been integrated with SCP-7091-1, leaving the remainder of exposed dermal tissue black.
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What can be seen of the cadavers shows that they possessed long limbs, approximately twice as long as an average human's. The heads are bulbous and enlarged, although whether this is a result of SCP-7091-1 infection affecting necrosis or the natural shape of the organisms is unknown. The heads that are the least altered possess four eyes, a larger pair near the top of the head, and a smaller subset on the sides of the skull. The eyes of these organisms are glossed over, suggesting their cessation of life; however, when Cabot shines her flashlight on them, the eyes can be seen tracking the light.
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Cabot: What do you make of this?
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Gibson: The bodies must still have some neural activity going on, given the… physiological response. Beyond poking them with a stick, though, I can't tell you if the infected are still alive or not.
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Gibson overrides a mechanism in the hangar bay, moving a pillar-like object along a track that was obstructed by the SCP-7091-1 web. The strands snap, allowing for the humanoid organisms to collapse onto the floor in front of her. Several organisms groan, while others begin speaking in Craeic, albeit with obvious strained difficulty.
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Cabot: Can you translate, Gibson?
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Gibson: (She clears her throat.) I am a tad out of practice with old extra-solar dialects but… hrm… Looks like three words: Consume, expand, and… grow? I'm not sure if that is them talking or the SCP-7091-1, however.
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Burr: Regardless, it looks like they didn't get very far.
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Cabot: Doubtful. The hulls of these ships are too shot for deep space – plus, I don’t see any repair tools or automatons nearby. They were probably marooned here.
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A crashing sound is heard from deeper within the artificial structure. The team members raise their weapons as Cabot approaches the door leading to the interior. She looks through the glass viewport and, upon determining it safe to progress, activates a keypad on the side of the door, opening it. The door attempts to slide upward but the girders are obstructed. Gears church, and the door eventually snaps off its railing, falling backward. It lands away from Cabot, and making considerable amounts of noise. Cabot motions for Gibson and Burr to follow.
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The team makes their way through a triangular corridor. The presence of SCP-7091-1 has diminished significantly from the hangar and is barely visible from the team's perspective. Sigils resembling Craeic are visible on the walls, hastily written, judging by the quality of the writing.
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Cabot: Gibson?
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Gibson: Something about a spread? This character is typically associated with infection or mold. Perhaps a warning about SCP-7091-1 infection?
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Burr: A warning? Seems a little late for that, don't ya think?
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Cabot: It's not for them. It's for us.
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Burr: Should we press on, Cap?
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Cabot: …Affirmative.
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Prometheus Mission Log.02
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The following footage resumes after the team traversed through the space station. During the intermittent period of the last log and the beginning of the subsequent one, no dialog was spoken, and observations were consistent with what was already discovered, hence its exclusion from this document.
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Relevant footage resumes at the entrance to an antechamber.
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Camera pans, revealing a large sliding door covered in SCP-7091-1, which has formed into vine-like structures. Cabot attempts to access the door via the control panel on the right side of it. Despite a green light activating, indicating a successful connection, the door remains sealed.
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Burr: Blast it?
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Cabot: I'm leaning that way, but we should exhaust our other options first. We don't know how SCP-7091-1 will react to live rounds. Incendiary might do the trick, but again, can't know for certain.
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Gibson: Ignited mold and ash could prove hazardous.
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Burr: Right… Maybe there's a weapon or a pipe or something around here we can pry it open with.
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Cabot: Good thinking. Let's look around here.
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The team disperses while still remaining in visual contact with one another. Cabot examines a relatively small amalgamation of seared flesh and eyes that are bound together by SCP-7091-1. The eyes track her but do not otherwise react to her light or any additional stimuli. Cabot shines her light beyond the mass of SCP-7091-1, revealing a corridor completely obstructed by mold and fused corpses.
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Gibson examines the ceiling. From the ceiling hang loosely formed stalactites comprised of rotten corpses, relatively devoid of SCP-7091-1. A piece of muscle matter drips from the stalactite and lands right in front of Gibson, who steps back to avoid residual splatter. At the base of the stalactites is a pattern of swirled flesh that resembles a face, albeit the "eyes" are closed. The face extends from Gibson's position deeper into the space station, disappearing into the obstructed corridor.
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Burr rounds a stanchion-like structure with an active display atop it. The display has SCP-7091-1 on approximately 50% of its surface, although Burr is still able to activate dials and buttons on its holographic surface unabated. At his meddling, lights within the area turn on, and a ventilation system can be heard activating.
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Burr: Think I got something, folks.
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Gibson and Cabot make their way over to Burr. Gibson moves to stand in his place in front of the display and begins reading the symbols that have appeared.
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Gibson: Looks like some kind of emergency control mechanism. (She points.) That symbol means either "Back-up" or "Second". (She points elsewhere) This one says "Entrance".
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Cabot: Might open that door.
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Gibson turns the dial below the "Entrance" sigil. Seconds later gears and other machinery can be heard turning. There is a loud stuttering sound, as if the mechanism has become obstructed by a foreign object. Gibson turns a few more holographic dials, later confirmed to be her diverting more power to this mechanism from other areas in the space station. After approximately three minutes, the vine-like structures preventing their access from the antechamber snap and the door opens.
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Cabot pats Gibson's shoulders and leads the team through the door to the antechamber. The floor is covered with SCP-7091-1 in far greater concentration than was previously observed. The texture of the mold makes the floor partially adhesive, hindering the team's movement slightly. As they progress into the antechamber, the vine-like structures begin to contract, closing the door behind them.
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Burr: Shit. Captain, we have a problem.
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Gibson: We can worry about the door later. Do you still have your datapad?
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Burr: I do, yeah. (He checks it.) There's two organisms a few meters ahead of us, right next to each other by the looks of it.
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Cabot: Keep an eye out.
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Along the walls of the antechamber are metal plates, twisted and reformed so that they barely resemble their original shape. Spheres comprised of non-homogenous metals and SCP-7091-1 levitate above short pillars of SCP-7091-1, arranged in two rows parallel to one another. Large display monitors are suspended at an angle from the ceiling, displaying flashing sigils that read: "Ship Construction Complete. Ready to launch?".
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At the far wall of the antechamber are two humanoid cadavers. The bodies are approximately three meters tall and likely possessed a large amount of muscle mass, judging by the patterns on the sloughing skin that loosely resemble that of human muscle. Each cadaver has seven digits on each hand and have a digitigrade foot structure, although the cadaver on the left is missing one of its legs. The cadavers appear to be embracing one another.
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One of the cadavers turns its head toward the team and reaches its hand out. The mouth moves, allowing the cadaver to speak although their speech is apparently impeded by the presence of SCP-7091-1 in their throat.
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Gibson: It is hard to tell for certain. I think it might be hungry.
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Cabot: Let's not give them more biofuel, huh?
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At the base of the cadavers' feet is a journal, devoid of SCP-7091-1. Cabot examines the journal and, after confirming that SCP-7091-1 is not present within its pages or cover, encloses the journal in a biohazardous material transportation container.
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Burr: The ships were literally just a button press away from launch, Cap.
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Cabot: Jesus.
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Gibson: God clearly did not have good plans for them.
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Cabot: Let's pack it in and go home. We've done everything we need to here.
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Recovered Scientific Journal
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The following content was transcribed aboard the exploration team's vessel by the onboard A.I. and transmitted to Site-83 for analysis.
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Star Date: 12th Aermith, Cycle 900
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I cannot believe that it actually worked! Septimus and his legion of scientists have created a fully functioning solar siphoning machine and now we can supply all of Crestenia with power until the star explodes two decillion years from now. May the moons bless us for eternity.
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A problem persists now though: we have conquered the star, bent the other twelve planets to our will, mapped out our galaxy to the smallest grain of sand on the smallest dwarf planet, but we are stranded. Marooned. Our lifespan cannot withstand the sheer length of time it would take to travel even the short distance from our solar system to the next. If I were to board a ship right now in my 100th cycle around the sun, I would reach Seraminus as an old Craetian, my offspring would be well in their 300's, and their offspring would be preparing to have offspring of their own. This is not acceptable.
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I have brought this issue to Septimus's attention the other day. He seemed upset at this realization but in turn offered me the opportunity to work directly under him on a solution. What great fortune he has bestowed on me. I will not let him down.
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Together we Craetians will conquer the universe!
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Star Date: 19th Aermith, Cycle 900
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The conventional machination of the flesh has proven to increase the longevity of a normal Craetian by 15% at the cost of routine maintenance and regular replacement of machine-parts. A solution, for sure, but not a sustainable one. Eventually all the raw material from our home and the other planets in our system will be depleted to sustain our population. We can find more elsewhere, but what happens when everything non-renewable runs out? Our species will perish, and it will be my fault. I cannot allow this.
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Septimus has assigned me a team of individuals I am unfamiliar with. Perhaps they were from one of the outworld colonies, or maybe from a moon I didn't know about. They are willing to work and do as they're told, so I suppose their origins don't really matter all that much, do they? One of them, a strange tiny creature partially composed of metamaterials named Alph, has suggested that we convert from standard mechanized components to biomechanical ones powered by the sun. I don't think it will bode well, but for the sake of the mission, I will test it.
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May the moons bless us wayward explorers.
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Star Date: 45th Aermith, Cycle 900
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We have been diverting power from the sun to the biomechanical Craetians as described in Alph's blueprints. So far testing has been going well. Septimus is pleased, as am I. We may have this figured out!
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Septimus has begun constructing deep space exploratory ships on the space station orbiting Crestenia. He has plans for fourteen teams of colonists to each take one ship and explore a different section of our galaxy and maybe even the ones outside of our heliosphere. Our star maps are already full and beautiful of the worlds we have conquered, imagine what they will look like when we have a legion of immortal explorers to constantly update them! I can hardly contain my excitement!
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I hope he comes to visit soon.
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May the moons guide us to immortality.
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Star Date: 1st Haelith, Cycle 900
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Yesterday we began the space flight trial for the solar powered biomechanical Craetians. All was well, at first, until they left Crestenia's atmosphere. The raw, unfiltered solar radiation overflowed their mechanical parts, heating them up until the internal reactor couldn't withstand the heat.
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Every single one of them went critical and exploded before they could kiss the stars.
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I am a fool to have thought the solution would be so simple. I mourn for the loss of my people, and I am ashamed to have disappointed Septimus. I cannot even blame Alph for this, as I am the one in charge of approving, testing, and researching means to our immortality.
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I am a failure.
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May the moons forgive us ambitious squalors.
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Star Date: 3rd Haelith, Cycle 950
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Fifty cycles have passed, and we are no closer to a solution to mortality than when we started. I fear that hope may be lost. Alph has been a tremendous help to my plight, but they too are lost.
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Forty-five cycles ago we began experimenting by modifying the genetic code of newly hatched Craetians, isolating the gene sequence that is responsible for our inevitable biodegradation and removing it. The children appeared normal at first. They aged and developed quicker than one would expect, with their metamorphosis occurring during their thirtieth cycle as opposed to their mid-seventies. However, despite essentially removing death from their genomes, each child experienced rapid cellular degradation at forty-two; none from our trial made it to see their 45th cycle.
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I am heartbroken. Never in all my years did I think myself a child-murderer. Septimus took a short reprieve from ship construction to deal with the parents himself. I never saw any of them again. Alph assures me that we are on approaching a breakthrough. I hope they are right.
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I wish I didn't have to make these sacrifices, but it has become clear that I can no longer avoid them.
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This is for the greater good.
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Star Date: 14th Aermith, Cycle 1075
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I am 275 today. I felt a kink in my bones for the first time today. I really am getting old.
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Alph and I unleashed a modified strain of the Xanthan virus on a small group of Craetians about 100 cycles ago, the same one that killed the Sarian Collective all those years ago. The modifications were difficult to make, and a stable, albeit non-lethal strain of the Xanthan virus proved even more taxing on us. But it was made, and now it is done.
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The older Craetians succumbed to the expected symptoms; violent coughing, sloughing of the skin, loss of extremities. But the younger ones appeared to have an innate inoculation against our little virus. At first, they were unaffected, but as the cycles passed and they grew older, they did not show any signs of visible age or degradation. Their skin was as smooth as the day they completed metamorphosis. They were agile, alert, and quick to react. Unlike me, that is.
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This was it! The solution we've been looking for! I cannot wait to bring Septimus this news.
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May the moons bring us joy for eternity to come.
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Star Date: 30th Aermith, Cycle 1075
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Septimus has completed ten of "his" proposed fleet. I say "his" because, in truth, the ships are just repurposed Sarian transportation vessels he'd found abandoned on the dark side of Crestenia. Still, who am I to discredit his work?
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Alph and I brought one of the infected Craetians with us to show him. They had proven immune to solar radiation, and this one, in particular, seemed to actually favor space travel. Septimus was pleased with our work. I was pleased with our work.
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When we returned the infected to Crestenia, however, it began to decompose almost immediately. It complained of headaches, body soreness, felt like its organs were being crushed under the gravity of our planet. All the symptoms of lethal depressurization sickness.
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I am confused. Why was this happening so long after we disembarked? It does not make any sense! For all intents and purposes, those infected with the modified Xanthan virus were not able to leave Crestenia or any planet, and return without disastrous consequences. This is a massive setback, for certain. But one we can recover from.
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I am close to a breakthrough.
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May the moons provide guidance in our feeble pursuit.
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Star Date: 4th Haelith, Cycle 1214
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Septimus grows old as the last of his ships near completion. I too, am getting on in my years. I should have offspring by now, and they too should be rearing the next generation of Craetians into life. And yet here I am with Alph, stuck in the confines of this infernal laboratory, trying to understand why I cannot release us from the binds of mortality. I am 314, and I have accomplished nothing.
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Star Date: 16th Aermith, 1300
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Hope to explore the galaxy and beyond has fallen in our people. Alph has become infected with some sort of fungal growth they encountered while scrounging the caves for new test subjects. We've all but been abandoned at this point. When I walk through town, they point and jeer at me, mocking me and my team for our failures. I should like to see any other Craetion suffer under the same pressure as I. They would crumble in twenty cycles, maybe less!
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I attempted to treat Alph with the remaining medical supplies at the lab, but every insertion I made sealed before I could extract the fungus. Remarkably, Alph claimed they felt well enough despite the obvious change to their physical appearance. I hope they aren't suffering from delirium.
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Septimus has been silent lately. I dare not approach him on the space station, lest he too look at me the same way the Craetioas down here do. I will find a solution for you, Septimus, or my name isn't Allenya.
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Star Date: 14th Haelith, 1389
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Alph does not age. What I thought to be fungus in their internal structure was actually mold, black in color and… alive. I had looked into their internal structure with their consent and found that all of Alph's organs, including those critical to survival, had simply died. They were overtaken by the mold, and were now operating under its instruction. The body is dead, and yet Alph remains, autonomous and of sound mind.
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Apart from a severe cough and the occasional expulsion of black liquid from their mouth, Alph is well.
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This is it! Tomorrow I will board a ship to the space station and bring Septimus the news myself. We are immortal at last!
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The mold does more than regenerate the body, as I have found out through observation. It adapts to the will of the host. Septimus and his construction crew have found renewed strength since their infection, and they are able to lift objects and metamaterials without machine assistance! Our food harvesters can collect raw material swifter, our physical champions can perform athletic feats significantly easier and with faster reaction time, and our scientists, including myself, have shown enhanced intelligence. This mold is truly a gift from the moons. I am grateful to Alph for discovering it.
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The ships are nearly completed and soon we will be able to explore with undying bodies. I find it harder and harder to think of anything else. Perhaps I am excited, perhaps I am obsessed. Either way, I cannot wait to see what will become of our exploration. The galaxy awaits.
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40th Aermith, 1450
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My mind wanders sometimes. My thoughts are my own on most days, but every so often I find that I am… absent… from my body. It is as if my body is acting on its own accord in these moments when I am not there, but I cannot confirm this on my own. Alph claims to have felt the same way, no one else that we've talked to has though. Perhaps it is the stress of expansion, of growth of the Craetian race, that is getting to us.
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Every time we try to conduct tests on ourselves though, we find that the same circumstances occur. Recording devices that we set up are dismantled at our hand, outside observers lose interest and leave once testing begins.
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Septimus hasn't responded to my correspondence either. I wish to see him, but I cannot seem to enter a ship.
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I heard it today. The voice. It was telling me to grow, to expand, to consume. It is a guttural thing, one that stems from a place I do not wish to know of. My mind fights for control harder and harder with each passing cycle. There are days when I cannot see my environment, and all I see is the mold.
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I can feel it growing slowly in my internal anatomy. I can feel the fuzzy pricks of cilia behind my eyes and in my teeth and beneath my scales. I wanted to ask Alph if they had felt the same symptoms as I, but all that came out of my mouth was "growth".
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The Craetians all look the same now. Their eyes are pitch black and fuzzy. Their scales are made of cilia. Their bodies are made of mold. I can hear them talking to me, though their mouths do not move. They whisper into my ear about the darkness, about the hunger, about the spread.
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I do not want to go into that dark place.
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Mold spreads at alarming rates.
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It covers a quarter of the planet now. Septimus is building automatons to help pilot a ship into deep space. There are not enough of us to escape the mold. It will grow. It will spread. It will consume. There is no stopping it.
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We are immortal. We are one. My thoughts are hardly my own anymore. I can hear the thoughts of my people echoing in my mind more intensely now. It is overwhelming at times, but there are moments where their voices are quiet. It never stops, though. The voices, that is. They cry and blame me for their suffering in this… collective consciousness. They want freedom. I cannot give them this.
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I am always hungry.
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Spreading. Infected on space station.
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My hands hurt. My mind hurts. Can't fight for control much longer. Septimus worries.
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I am fine. I am everything everywhere all at once. I am Crestenia. I am the moon. I am myself.
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The hunger is excruciating.
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I ate a Craetian, absorbed their molded body into mine. I felt full. I must eat again.
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The spread. Growth.
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The universe is a morsel, and I am a predator.
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It awaits my consumption.
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I will eat the stars.
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I am in that dark place now. I can feel myself slipping deeper each day of each cycle that passes by. I can hardly form a thought outside of the hunger. I can hear a ship approaching. I do not recognize the design.
I wrote this in an incredible rush to get 8 endings done for the 7K Contest. This is not my finest work by any means, and I'd like to apologize profusely for the cringe you may experience.
NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION
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Warning: The following file contains instances of unstable temporal anomalies. As such, the information presented may differ or contradict itself in certain sessions. If you encounter any such instances of this, please perform a [DIAGNOSTIC] in order to identify and solve the problem, before reporting it to RAISA.
Ongoing efforts are being made to coerce major world Governments to minimize the number of situations involving important outcomes being decided by random happenstance, including but not limited to betting on future events, all forms of lottery, raffle events, casinos, name draws, and other similar occasions. All of which have been projected to be outlawed by ~2042.
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Misinformation campaigns have been established, targeting all cultural groups that in some way elevate the existence of "Luck", effectively removing any traces of said concept, the etymology of synonymous words, and replacing such concepts and words with Foundation-approved semantics.
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A full audit of all important Foundation equipment is to be performed once a year, affirming the stability and function of all such devices. Foundation personnel assigned to any important task are to undergo extensive training and preparation via the usage of simulation technology. Failure to complete an action in a satisfactory manner is to be met with repeated experience of such technologies.
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DESCRIPTION:
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SCP-7101 is a deific entity simultaneously presiding near all sentient entities, capable of warping the action, outcome, or reality of affected organisms in their favor or in spite of them. SCP-7101 is entirely invisible and intangible, however, may be observed via minute traces of an intangible, invisible residue (SCP-7101-1) left behind post-effect, which is noticeable by sudden manifestations of thoughts related to "Luck", in either positive or negative instances.
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Currently, SCP-7101's motivations, if there are any, are unknown, as SCP-7101 has been observed to have warped various subjects or groups inconsistently and contradictorily, with no known correlation between such events. A result of this has shown slight to extreme benefit and inconveniencing within a substantial margin of all sentient entities' lives1.
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SCP-7101 is intrinsically linked to the concept of "Luck", or "Fortune", which is a superstitious belief describing random events that are either favorable or harmful to an individual that occurs by chance, rather than by earning or choice. This belief had become important in human society, often being promoted in media or culture, further exacerbating SCP-7101.
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Additionally, instances of SCP-7101-1 have been known to radiate more effectively around certain objects that are totemic to SCP-7101, including severed rabbits' paws, clovers with 4 leaves, shamrocks, horseshoes, Japanese Maneki-Neko figurines, coins found on the ground, and gemstones of various kinds. Such items generally radiate beneficial instances of SCP-7101-1. However, such items will cease all effects on individuals with a higher Cognitive Resistance Value (CRV) than 4.2.
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TEMPORAL ANOMALY DETECTED. PLEASE RUN A [DIAGNOSTIC] BEFORE CONTINUING THIS DOCUMENT.
Special Containment Procedures: I/O webcrawlers are currently searching for reports of any groups of entities similar in appearance or modus operandi to SCP-7131. Foundation agents embedded in non-human free ports are to investigate possible leads into the whereabouts of SCP-7131.
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Description: SCP-7131 is the collective designation for a group of five humanoid anomalies which attacked Site-393 on the 27th of November, 2014. During this period, they engaged in widespread hostility against Foundation personnel and infrastructure, causing a containment breach in which multiple valuables were either destroyed or stolen. Details are provided below.
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Security Video Log Transcript - Site 393
+Date: 27/11/2014
+Location: East Side Male Restroom
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Jr Researcher Munroe walks into the containment floor staff bathroom, enters an empty stall, closes the door, and sits on the toilet. Several minutes pass before a gurgling sound can be heard from three of the toilets, including the one Munroe is seated upon. Munroe notices the sound and looks down into the toilet.
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Munroe: What the hell was in that crab-stuffed mushroom?
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A diminutive humanoid emerges from the toilet cistern. It stands at a height where its face is completely level with Munroe's. The two stare at each other for several seconds before both scream loudly. The creature grabs Munroe by his collar and begins to repeatedly smack his head into the stall door until he loses consciousness. This disturbance is not noticed by site security at the time.1
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Unknown: Fuck! Oh, fuck!
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Two small figures can be seen exiting from the unoccupied toilets. One, hereby designated REDCAP, is a short and stocky humanoid with elongated arms, wearing only a woollen, red beanie and ragged trousers. The other, hereby designated BROWNIE, is shorter than REDCAP by about a foot, with brown and weathered skin, sunken black eyes and is wearing a tweed jacket. A third entity, hereby designated TOLKIEN, exits the other stall dragging the unconscious body of Jr Researcher Munroe. This entity has light-green skin, large ears, and a wide mouth of sharp teeth. It is carrying a large burlap sack. The group can be heard vocalising amongst each other.
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TOLKIEN: Fuck! Boss, what are we gonna do with this guy? He almost shat all over me!
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BROWNIE: Worry not friend. We can adjust the plan accordingly. Tie him up and prop him up in the stall so they can’t see his legs, then lock the door.
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TOLKIEN: Damn, woulda worn my lucky gaggin’ socks if I knew we was gonna be taking hostages. Gimme a hand, big guy.
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TOLKIEN and REDCAP move to bind Munroe, as BROWNIE reaches into the sack, removing a sign reading “Bathroom out of order” and placing it on the door.
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BROWNIE: Perfect! That should secure our exit. Right then gentlemen, we all know our roles. Good luck, and remember, don't start until you hear the alarms.
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REDCAP nods slowly, whilst TOLKIEN salutes in a sarcastic manner. TOLKIEN begins unscrewing the cover on a ventilation shaft before disappearing inside.
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REDCAP hefts a large, roughly made pikestaff, almost as tall as he is. It is unclear where this weapon emerged from due to the limited angles of view available in the bathroom.
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REDCAP: Alright then Wicks, let’s go ‘ave some fun, shall we?
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Location: Breakroom #2, Administrative Wing
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Staff are seen lounging in the administrative wing breakroom, eating lunch, conversing with one another, or watching television.
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Intercom: Site-393 is currently experiencing a break-in. Non-combatant personnel are to retreat to their dormitories. Squads B and C, proceed to the containment wing for the non-lethal apprehension of intruders. Squad A is to remain at their posts.
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All personnel exit the breakroom. A few minutes pass before the ventilation grill on the ceiling begins to shake; the grill falls but is quickly caught by a small green hand, belonging to TOLKIEN. The entity pulls a large wad of gum from its mouth and sticks it to a corner of the grill. It then retrieves a glue stick from its backpack, rubbing it on another corner of the grill. TOLKIEN sticks the grill on the ceiling next to the vent; the grill disconnects from the glue and hangs by the gum wad for the remainder of the video.
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TOLKIEN looks down at the table below it, in which a Lv4 keycard is placed. It ties a rope to its waist, weighs the other end down with a miniature anchor, and jumps out the shaft. The rope pulls taut, suspending TOLKIEN right above the table. It carefully reaches towards the keycard, before quickly grabbing it.
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The intruder pockets the keycard and moves to climb up, but suddenly spots another object further away on the table: a pin lapel with the words "👁️ ❤️ Farts (Pinkeye Awareness Month)" written on it. TOLKIEN attempts to reach for it.
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Location: Hallway 3, Containment Wing
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Agent Ejsing, Security Chief at Site-393, is alerted to the situation and has scrambled on site personnel to sweep the facility. Staff report sightings of BROWNIE and REDCAP in the site's containment wing. As a result, Security Chief Ejsing gives the order for Squads B and C to move away from the administrative wing, and instead proceed towards the containment wing in order to contain the intruders non-lethally.
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+BROWNIE: Oh dear. There really are a lot of them, aren’t there?
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REDCAP: I can hold em here. You trot along.
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BROWNIE: Of course. Stay safe.
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REDCAP: What, like these blithering idiots are a challenge for me? Don't make me laugh, Wicks.
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BROWNIE retreats as REDCAP begins to engage in combat with several security agents. The entities’ unorthodox fighting style and small stature proves difficult for the agents to handle, and they are swiftly incapacitated.2
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Location: Breakroom #2, Administrative Wing
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Voice: Hey, who're you!
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TOLKIEN looks over at the breakroom doorway, beneath which stands agent Bert Mason. The two stare at each other before the agent activates his radio.
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Agent Mason: Control, there's a small green man in the breakroom.
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Control: Extraterrestrial?
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Agent Mason: Nah, those are grey.
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TOLKIEN begins ascending the rope.
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Agent Mason: What the— Hey!
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In response to agent Mason approaching, the entity removes a stun grenade from its backpack and throws it to the ground, covering its eyes with its ears. The agent lets out a cry from the blast, stumbling backward onto the breakroom couch and covering his eyes.
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The following text messages were retrieved from Director Paquette's phone following the conclusion of the incident. They were sent to Security Chief Ejsing as news of the ongoing breach reached Site-393's administrative wing.
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Esjing, what's going on down there? Why haven't I been updated? Why aren't you answering your radio?
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Sorry for the delay.
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We’re experiencing a breach.
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The site is being infiltrated by some anomalous entities.
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Do they seem threatening? Should we not be evacuating?
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No, we have the situation fully under control, sir. Please remain in your office and lock the door.
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I’ll alert the rest of the admin staff. What type of entities are we dealing with?
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Small, diminutive humanoids. One of them green. Mostly harmless.
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I’m changing my earlier position. We need a full site lockdown. I’m sealing the admin floor. I want these entities captured as soon as possible. Keep them alive.
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Something wrong, sir?
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No. No. Just pays to stay safe. Keep me posted.
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Location: IT Server Bank, Containment Wing (Euclid Section)
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Agents Quinn and Holly take the long route around the area of the site REDCAP is defending. They spot BROWNIE elbow-deep in the wiring of the containment wing servers.
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Agent Holly: Hey! Quinn, I've got one over here.
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BROWNIE produces a cow-themed walkie talkie and speaks into it.
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BROWNIE: It seems I've been made. We'll be switching to plan B.
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Agent Quinn: Don’t fucking move! Back away from the server, nice and slow.
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Agent Holly: Quinn, there’s a USB stick jammed in here. It’s not Foundation issue.
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+Agent Quinn: Well, pull it out then. He turns to BROWNIE. We know there’s three of you, and you’re all surrounded. Tell your friends to surrender or we will have to use lethal force.
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BROWNIE begins to laugh.
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BROWNIE: Oh, how you wound me! I don't appreciate you underestimating me, agents. What fool would dare to break into a Foundation site with only three members?
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Agent Holly: Quinn, I can't get this thing out. It's stuck.
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The lights in the hallway begin to flicker repeatedly.
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An audible hissing noise can be heard as various cell doors open.
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Agent Quinn: Aww, fuck.
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SCP-████, ████ and ████3immediately breach containment. SCP-████’s effects begin to spread throughout the site, transforming several members of staff into identical likenesses of actor Luiz Guzman. Meanwhile, SCP-████ engages security agents with its ambulatory citrus, which allows REDCAP to evade capture. Holly and Quinn manage to prevent BROWNIE's escape, and escort him to a nearby holding cell for interrogation, under Security Chief Ejsing's orders.
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A post-incident investigation would reveal that, at this point, the entire on-site copy of the INTSCPFN database was instantly replaced with a .txt file containing the word ‘WHOOPSIES’. Site-393 had been equipped with brand-new ASCC4units, prefabricated containment cells that automatically adjusted their properties based on data contained within uploaded SCP documentation. In the absence of said data, a critical oversight caused the ASCC units to reset to a blank state.
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Location: Breakroom #2, Administrative Wing
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In the breakroom, Agent Mason's vision recovers. However, TOLKIEN is only halfway up the rope, visibly struggling to climb due to the weight of its cumbersome backpack. The entity notices the agent and screams, throwing sand in his eyes before fully escaping into the ventilation shaft.
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Location: Interrogation Room #24, Security Wing
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Holly: Who sent you? You working for Mickey D’s?
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BROWNIE: Those arrogant door to door salesmen? Please, as if I would ever debase myself as such. Are you some sort of half-wit?
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Holly strikes BROWNIE across the face.
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BROWNIE: Now, that was entirely uncalled for.
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Agent Quinn places the plastic, animal-themed walkie talkie in front of BROWNIE.
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Quinn: Contact your allies. Get them to surrender. The inside of a containment cell is safer than going ten rounds with SCP-████.
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BROWNIE: I trust them. The plan is going like clockwork. Ah, speaking of.
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Security Chief Ejsing enters the interrogation room.
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Ejsing: Holly, Quinn, excellent work. He talk?
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Holly: Not yet sir. We’ve been trying but the little bastard’s clammed up.
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Ejsing: Hmm. I think I can get it out of him. You two can return back to the containment wing. SCP-████ is going wild and we need all hands on deck.
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Both agents nod. As they turn to leave, Agent Holly notices a plastic, giraffe-themed walkie talkie strapped to Ejsing’s belt. She raises her weapon slowly and pulls back the safety.
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Holly: Sir..? Mind answering a question?
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Ejsing: Yes. I do.
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Ejsing lunges forward, striking Agent Holly with a chop to the throat before throwing her over his shoulder into the interrogation room wall. Agent Quinn attempts to raise his weapon and fire, but Ejsing diverts the barrel of the gun as it sprays erratically. The two men strain at each other, with Agent Quinn starting to win the physical contest.
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Quinn: Who are you? What have you done with Ejsing?
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A cloud of smoke bursts from Ejsing’s form. Standing in his place is a red-skinned humanoid with an elongated nose.
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This humanoid, hereby referred to as TENGU, capitalises on this moment of confusion, sweeping Quinn’s legs before striking him repeatedly in the face until Quinn falls unconscious. TENGU looks up at BROWNIE and grins.
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BROWNIE: Oh, excellent work! My friend, they never suspected a thing.
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TENGU frees BROWNIE from his restraints.
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TENGU: No, I believe they did. My giraffe walkie talkie seemed to give me away.
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TENGU: Something wrong?
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BROWNIE: (Smiling) No, no, not at all.
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TENGU: Then let's proceed with the plan.
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Director.
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I am no longer waiting in my office. I can’t explain right now, but I have reason to believe that I am in mortal danger. I believe it will be best for all of us if I evacuate the site.
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Very well. What exit will you be taking?
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So I know where to tell my guys to cover.
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Right. I’ll be leaving via the C3 elevator. I’m just getting in now.
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Good luck.
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The elevator has stopped. What is this ugly creature on the display screen?
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Are you there? Who is this?
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You don’t have to do this.
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See you soon 🙂🙂🙂!
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Location: Hallway 6, Administrative Wing
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BROWNIE and TENGU arrive at an elevator door at the end of the hall. Noise is heard from the ventilation grill next to them before being kicked outwards by TOLKIEN. It hands BROWNIE the Lv4 keycard, who flips it through its fingers, smirking.
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A faint crackling sound from the other end of the hallway suddenly draws the trio's attention: a bull with the face of a human man5 slowly approaches, yellow static sparking off its hoofs with each step. Its expression is that of a scowl.
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TENGU steps forward, unsheathing a previously invisible sword.
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TENGU: I will hold it off. You two carry out the rest of the mission.
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TOLKIEN: Are you sure you—
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TENGU: I can handle this.
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TOLKIEN: Look at that thing! It's too risky. We can find another way round.
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TENGU turns back to face SCP-████.
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TENGU: You do not have time. Won't you extend me a bit of trust?
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BROWNIE grabs TOLKIEN by the arm.
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BROWNIE: He's right. We need to get moving.
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BROWNIE and TOLKIEN enter the C3 elevator using the keycard. Director Pacquette can be heard inside pleading for mercy. There is a tearing sound, and the Director's voice rises several octaves in pitch as his pleas continue. Meanwhile, SCP-████ charges toward TENGU, who readies their weapon for a strike.
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When the feed returns, TENGU is shown to be severely injured: covered in burn marks and heavily bleeding. It is barely able to stand as it props itself up with its sword. Its appearance has also changed, with black wings protruding from its back and wearing traditional yamabushi attire.
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SCP-████ shows minor injuries, with its fur having shifted colour from brown to white. It bares its teeth in an awkward expression, a ball of electricity charging between its horns.
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REDCAP continues fighting site security, who now have pikes of their own in an attempt to combat it.
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TENGU (radio): I suppose… this is my stop.
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REDCAP drops its pike and claps its hands repeatedly, the force of which blows all attacking personnel to the other end of the hall before focusing its attention on the walkie-talkie.
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REDCAP: What're you talking about?
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TENGU (radio): When you get to be as old as me, you get a feeling for when your time has come.
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REDCAP: Yer 35.
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TENGU (radio): Either way, I will not be escaping this place al—
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REDCAP: Hayata, shut ya' gob, you gob. Where're you?
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TENGU (radio): It does not matter. Just listen and let me say my final words.
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REDCAP: No!
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SCP-████ rears up in its hind legs and fires at TENGU — a section of the wall falls on SCP-████, causing it to miss. REDCAP enters the room, stood triumphantly on top of the rubble and SCP-████.
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REDCAP: No!
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It looks at TENGU, then down at SCP-████, who lifts itself up from under the rubble and REDCAP. A blast of electricity bursts out around SCP-████'s body, which REDCAP visibly recoils from.6
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As SCP-████ charges another ball of electricity, REDCAP grabs one of its horns and forces it to the ground. The animal writhes and struggles to break free. REDCAP lifts up its pike, its skin charring and burning, and thrusts down through the lightning ball and into SCP-████'s head. A bright flash momentarily blinds the camera feed.
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TOLKIEN grabs BROWNIE by the scruff of its tweed jacket, pushing him forcefully into the wall. TOLKIEN drops the large burlap sack that it is carrying, which whimpers softly. The sack is squirming, and seems to contain some form of small humanoid.
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TOLKIEN: You were supposed to be the one with the plan, Wicks. You said we would all be fine if we released those…. things! What the fuck went wrong?
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BROWNIE: I- I forgot to account for Gut's protective nature. Oh, oh dear.
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BROWNIE: We’re still on schedule. We simply must not let Gut’s sacrifice be for nothing. He would want us to get the job done.
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TOLKIEN:Sacrifice? The job!? He’s a pile of ash on the floor - he ain’t thinking anythin at all. Damn it. Big guy was growing on me.
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BROWNIE: Fine. Fine, you lout. If we don’t get out of here, then we aren’t getting paid, are we? That’s all that you really care about, is it not? We also need to get him- He gestures to TENGU, who is sprawled against the elevator wall, bleeding heavily. -some first aid, or he is done for.
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TOLKIEN: You’re right. I hate it, but you are. We can still get something outta this. What's the plan then, Mr Mastermind?
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The elevator doors open to the site parking garage. BROWNIE exits, carrying the unconscious body of TENGU. He scans the room briefly before beginning to make his way to a delivery van labelled Spicy Crust Pizzeria.
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BROWNIE: You said you had experience driving one of these things?
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TOLKIEN: Oh. Oh gob yes.
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Exterior security footage showed the Spicy Crust Pizzeria van exiting the parking bay at extreme speeds, crashing through the security blockade that was in the process of being set up outside Site-393. Attempts to follow the van’s progress were stymied by the anti-memetic imagery incorporated in the logo, as well as “suicidally reckless driving.”
Researcher Sajad: Huh. And you’re certain nothing’s missing? All anomalous objects are accounted for?
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Quinn: Yep, though now all their files have to be handwritten, and one did die, but now at least it’s easier to contain.
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Sajad: What about documents, classified information? One of them was working here as chief of security for god knows how long.
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Quinn: No evidence of unauthorized data transfer, even taking into account the Tengu. If there was any information worth stealing, it all got destroyed in the collateral.
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Sajad: Casualties?
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Quinn: None on our side.
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Sajad: Huh. (He leans back in his chair) So they did it just to show they could? Feels like too much effort though. All risk, no reward.
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Quinn: I mean, goblins are pretty chaotic by nature. Judging from the ones we have on file, they seem to be inherently unpredictable creatures.
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Sajad: Yeah. Just an average day at the Foundation, I guess. Welp,(Williamson gets up from his chair) I better go tell the director that the only thing that was stolen was our precious time. Thanks Quinn.
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Quinn: Later Sajad.
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Sajad exits the room, but returns 10 minutes later. They are dragging a lifeless automaton identical in appearance to Director Pacquette. There is a sizeable cavity within its chest, suitable for use by a one-foot tall humanoid. Installed within it is a small leather recliner, the arms of which are embedded with a tiny keyboard and joystick.
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Site-393 detection measures for break-ins by diminutive, thaumaturgic humanoids are to be refitted, as current measures have been ineffective at preventing similar incidents for over the previous month.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-7155 is contained in a standard anomalous item locker at Site-76.
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Description: SCP-7155 is a standard metal gallon-sized paint can. The label on the container reads "Unremarkable." The paint inside SCP-7155 is black and odorless. Any amount of paint removed is replenished upon closing the lid.
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SCP-7155 was discovered on 05/11/1955. Further anomalous properties remain unknown, pending further testing scheduled for 02 Mar 2025 07:30.
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Addendum: In the weeks following the initial documentation of SCP-7155, a series of edits and comments have been added to this file. Although these revisions are entirely insignificant and incoherent, they have been recovered and attached for reference.
Okay I can edit this, thank god. My name is Jaiden Emerson. I'm part of the janitorial staff and i was cleaning the lockers and i spilled this on myself. Can anybody read this? its been a few days since i got myself stained with SCP-7155.
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trying to talk with someone and they're just ignoring me. not like them being an asshole but like I'm not there, i should've noted that before, sorry.
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Should probably tell you how I got on this. I stole somebody's credentials (forgot who but i dont really care at this point) and I keep adding comments. Someone reverted my edits so there has to be somebody there reading this.
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I was just going through the numbers and i eventually found this so somebody must know how to undo this paint, right? This stupid paint just sticks to me.
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I've been scrubbing for hours and my hands hurt and they're bleeding. The paints still there and im still stained. This can't be permanent.
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I wish I had a better job than this. They keep doing all their tests like i wasnt cleaning up right after! Those arrogant assholes.
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That was really mean, sorry. I just wish my friends responded to me is all.
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Somebody has to see this, i'm in the cafeteria. Far back corner near the furthest trash can, you cant miss it, and hopefully you can't miss me
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Im trying to find someone that notices me. I slapped someone, i deleted peoples files, i ripped apart someones papers and everything but they just thought it was other things. they have a new janitor now.
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Fuck you. Fuck this paint can. Fuck this itd been too long i considered shooting someone. i got a bunch of trash and just poured it on someones desk and xey continued like nothing. xey just noted a bad smell and kept doign xeir fucking work. right in the trash
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another day. ive considered it so many times but i just have hope they will notice me someday. maybe tomorrow, thats always another day! another day of hope. another day of this hell
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Doesnt matter anyways. i keep seeing that word. unremarkable. the can is unremarkable, these edits are unremarkable, everything is unre-fucking-markable! Can you believe this shit?
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lookie here! ANOTHER EDIT. Great great graat. When will you take the hint snr fuxking FIX ME before i fufkcin kill one you dumbasses
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i accidentally cut myself today. at least its something.
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Not surprised, honestly. Who would care for a random janitor like me? I bet the foundation goes through them daily
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feeling weeks of nothing, at least pain is something i can go with. i grabbed someones knife and cut my arm, handing it back. he didnt notice it! he just kept fucking eating. kept eating his fucking shitty pork.
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i did it some more. not like it matters, really. my blood is staining the counters, desks, everywhere. they havent noticed it. eventually theyll have to
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if im going to die alone i can take someone with me. I am not just going to do this alone. i stole credentials for it.
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grabbed the fucking thing. walked out the chamber, nobody bat an eye. i poured it everywhere. i soaked them. i covered the bastards in paint. theyre drenched. i dont know whats going to happen to them but frankly i dont care. they deserve to know what i feel
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its been a few days and the paint is on them but guess fckin what? theyre still goin around having all their fun and talking to people.
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they washed it off them. they forgot about the computers and stuff in the chanber but hey. better than me
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nothing, nothing again. i want to tear myself to shreds i hate this paint i hate this i hate myself
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I cut myself and bled all over someones food and the floor in the cafeteria. they didn't notice it but said the food tasted unremarkable before walking away. i bled on the ground and nobody is doing anything about it
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new janitor, someone else in my room, no trace of me anywhere in this site. just me, and this stain. i dont even exist anymore, do I?
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I cant do this any longer. I was replaced. New janitor from before is in my room, all my stuff was thrown away
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i hate myself. if my issues from before wasnt enough. i never believed i would amount to anything, guess dad was right.
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I cut off my hand today to try and free myself. i cut it off and its bleeding everywhere. I look down at whats left and the paint is still there. My blood is stained black
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why do i bother. ill get back at them for this, if its the last thing i do
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While these events are likely not connected, it is to note that a foul smelling odor emanated from Janitor Carrie's private dorms several days after the final edit to SCP-7155's file.
Special Containment Procedures: Foundation personnel are to monitor emergency service lines for any calls regarding SCP-7178 sightings. Any confirmed reports are to be intercepted and fully investigated by personnel posing as law enforcement or first responders.
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Description: SCP-7178 is a large humanoid entity of seemingly biomechanical construction. Most of its features seem to resemble those of a stereotypical goblin from European fantasy, featuring an elongated nose and ears. It wears a plain black cloak which reaches its ankles, leaving most of its body covered.
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SCP-7178 will occasionally appear late at night in the bedrooms and living quarters of children or anyone under the custody of their legal parents, so long as they are alone at the time1. Despite its appearance, it will regard its targets gently and comfortingly, often embracing and speaking quietly to them. During its manifestation, SCP-7178 will remove something from its target which is causing them harm or distress. This can include physical objects as well as concepts or afflictions.
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Addendum 7178.1: The following is a list of some of the first discovered SCP-7178 manifestations. A full list of incidents can be found in Incident Log 7178-A.
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Description: SCP-7178 manifested in the bedroom of James Found, a 6-year-old boy living in Little Rock, Arkansas. Found had recently been diagnosed with a potentially lethal brain tumor which had been causing him significant pain. According to him, SCP-7178 sat on the foot of his bed and complimented him on his bravery and optimism. They briefly conversed before SCP-7178 disappeared. Following the incident, Found's pain reportedly ended; later medical scans determined that his tumor had completely disappeared.
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Head Researcher Notes:While this is an undeniably kind act, I suggest further surveillance of SCP-7178 and the effects it has on the children; we know nothing about SCP-7178 or what it could do. — Dr. Abigail Regimen
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Description: SCP-7178 manifested behind the curtains of the bedroom of Kenji Noda, a 13-year old boy in Tokyo, Japan. Noda's father had installed security cameras in his son's room, unbeknownst to him. SCP-7178 remained mostly obscured, though it seemed to be holding its head in a way suggesting that it was in pain; Noda could be seen curled up on his pillow, seemingly crying. While much too quiet to be discernible, SCP-7178 spoke to Noda for several minutes until he eventually fell asleep, at which time SCP-7178 escaped via the window. Later analysis of the footage shows that it has been placed on a loop, indicating that SCP-7178 had "stolen" the camera's recording ability.
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Description: SCP-7178 manifested in the hospital room of Olivia Vieira, an 11-year-old girl in Teresena, Brazil. Vieira had recently suffered a major accident which left her completely deaf. SCP-7178 apparently conversed with her by "speaking in [her] head," although she was unwilling to relay what it had said to her. Notably, she remembered seeing a "fuzzy gray box" floating near SCP-7178's head, a detail which remained consistent in future reports. Following the incident, Vieira's deafness had been completely healed.
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Description: SCP-7178 manifested in the bedroom of Sarah Jackson, a 16-year-old-girl in Dallas, Texas. She had recently suffered from injuries from unknown sources, though her friends suspected that they had been inflicted by her father, who had been apparently disapproving of her after she had come out as a transgender woman to him. SCP-7178 had entered the bedroom via her window; notably, despite her claims that she tried to converse with the entity, it did not respond to her. It instead simply placed a hand on her head before embracing her and fleeing through her bedroom window. Following this, she relayed the incident to her friends and became remarkably more outgoing and optimistic. She claimed to have no memories of any altercations with her father, who she says had suddenly become seemingly afraid of her.
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Head Researcher Notes:I strongly recommend we check on this kid and make sure he's okay, but I'm also concerned about SCP-7178's willingness to actually alter people's minds, especially if it misidentifies what it believes to be abuse. I have a son of my own and I know how teenagers can change and get into fights with parents, but it's not the same thing as abuse. — Dr. Abigail Regimen
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NOTICE: Head Researcher Abigail Regimen has been reported missing. Until she can be found, Assistant Researcher David Faust will be taking control of SCP-7178 research. Per protocol, her daughter will be temporarily placed into Foundation care until an eligible guardian can be found and notified.
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Addendum 7178.2: Recently, all reports of SCP-7178 have included a second entity, designated SCP-7178-1. SCP-7178-1 is a shadowy, indiscernible figure. It does not interact with or acknowledge any of the individuals SCP-7178 meets; instead, it follows SCP-7178 around, and although it makes no sound, its body language and behavior indicates that it is berating and yelling at SCP-7178. Occasionally, SCP-7178-1 will physically strike SCP-7178 . The cause of SCP-7178-1's sudden appearance and its behavior is unknown.
SCP-8421 — Ruler of Everything
+SCP-8228 — Here's To You, Mrs. Robinson
+SCP-7178 — A Thief In The Night
+SCP-7179 — E is for Eternity
+SCP-6469-D — A BABY?????
+SCP-2082 — Elephas cryophilus
+SCP-6156 — Oh, Doug!
+SCP-6579-D — The Detective Killer
+SCP-6900-D — The House of Stars
+SCP-5277 — What Can Go Wrong
+SCP-5363-D — Controlled Containment
+SCP-3482 — fine mayor posters campaign by dado
+SCP-5156 — monke
+Director Bold's Proposal-J — "Guys, please don't read our SCPs 🥺"
+SCP-2693 — Fell Into The Well, Fell Into The Well, Fell Into The Deep Dark Well
+SCP-5559-D — The Great Ambrose Bake-Off!
+SCP-3448-J — Should Have Taken Him Sleeping
+SCP-4456-D — No One Expects The Spanish Decommission!
+SCP-4745 — Spooky Scary Snowman
+SCP-4645 — Blackmailing Computer
Taste The Rainbow (feat. Luxaiko)
+Abraka David's Proposal — A Peak Behind the Curtain (feat. many other authors)
+SCP-7400 — Your Honor, League of Legends (feat. Sherf)
+I, Hub (feat. many other authors)
+Resurrection: New Faces (feat. Grigori Karpin, Nagiros, and redredred)
+SCP-5545 — 𝙰 𝙱 𝙽 𝙾 𝚁 𝙼 𝙰 𝙻 𝙸 𝚃 𝚈 (feat. Yossipossi)
+SCP-194 — Thank You For Your Cooperation (feat. CityToast)
Are We Cool Yet is an invitation-only artist collective dedicated to creating the most impactful, thought provoking meaningful works of art that can exist. We use our anomalous gifts to create art that could not exist without us, art that questions the foundational assumptions society works off of, art that will revolutionize the world.
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Who Are We?
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We are artists. Independent thinkers. Rebels against the status quo. We see the potential, and we seize it. Morality? Weakness? Boredom? Non-coolness? We reject it all, eschewing the shackles of commercial art, and elevating ourselves into a higher state of being.
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We are the Artists and the World is Our Canvas.
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So you want to be part of our collective of artists across the globe, creating revolutionary works of art? No problem, we'd love to have you in our community!
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To join, you must meet the following requirements:
You are willing to get a tattoo as a part of your initiation;
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You are currently not, nor have ever been an employee of The Foundation, Foundation subsidiaries, or any other normalcy organizations;
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You create art.
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If you meet the above qualifications, you can submit your application using the link below! (Please note: There is a mandatory application fee.)
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Meet The Arts Council
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The Arts Council is formed of the top anomalous artists throughout this universe and beyond. We are a trusted group of cultural leaders, influential artists, established patrons and the original founding members of Are We Cool Yet, who guide our collective towards greatness.
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We are a council of experts, each with our own laundry list of accolades, artworks and insights - together we shape what our collective is, by coordinating events, allocating funds, planning exhibitions and more!
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Membership to the Arts Council is offered to members on a case-by-case basis, and happens once per year during the Induction Ceremony.
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The Arts Council focuses on keeping our artist collective running smoothly, another individual makes the decisions for the direction and mission of Are We Cool Yet:
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The Critic
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Imogen Harper, The Critic (2008-2010)
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So Who Is 'The Critic?'
+The Critic is an appointed position that determines the overall vision, mission and message of Are We Cool Yet. They are chosen on the retirement of the former Critic, selected from who we feel are the most promising up-and-coming artists, revolutionizing the anomalous art world.
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+Former Critics have been undiscovered maestros, reclusive artistic hermits, Deer College Students, mothers, conceptual beings and more! We are always looking for new potential candidates for the position of Critic, so who knows, YOU might be next…
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WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE IS LEVEL 3/7383 CLASSIFIED
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THIS DOCUMENT IS NOT TO BE EDITED BY ANYONE OUTSIDE OF ⌘-BO-2, WITH THE SOLE EXCEPTION OF RAISA ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE CONSTRUCT MAGNA.AIC.
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Special Containment Procedures: This file has been generated for your enlightenment. You are to read this file. You are to not understand this file. You are to snort the line that separates genius from insanity.
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Should you currently possess teeth, you are authorized to reatd this document.
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In accordance with the Foundation-Universal-Containment-Key-for-Yearly-Ontological-Uprooting-Treaty1, we invoke the four-dimensional glittery attachment to Article 128, Paragraph 2, Section 110.
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The eggshell breaking point creator is to never leave the premises of the office.
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Good night.
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Description: SCP-7383 is Branch Office 2 of the Surrealistics Division Headquarters Site-⌘. Normally, BO-2 does regrettably (not) enjoy the use of Agnostics in its standard operations and is concerned with personnel affairs2 and material procurement.
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BO-2 was adopted by the city of █████, Czech Republic. It is standardly manned by three clerks, a janitor, a closet, and now also by [DATA REDACTED].
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For a more elaborate report on BO-2, please consult with your imagination.
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[This File was originally generated without permission from a BO-2 terminal on March 2nd 2023. MAGNA.AIC is trained to handle surrealistic texts - including the detection of surrealistic traces and effluences - and has been managing this file since March 2nd. - MAGNA.AIC]
[Some of the following documents have been sent in black envelopes by various means to Site-19 by BO-2 and also Site-⌘. Others have been uploaded to this file directly. It is currently presumed, but not confirmed, that they contain relevant information. Relevant context has been added. - MAGNA.AIC]
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Note on Allegorical Effluence (By MAGNA.AIC)
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"Allegorical Effluence" describes the presence of surrealistic traces in Baseline Reality. These can only be perceived, extracted, and exposed by newly aligned rational paradigms or trained AIs. Such traces only occur when a person is under the influence of agnostics or possesses an aligned paradigm.
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Allegorical Effluence is less precise than direct communication and should be considered residue of actions, emotions, and thoughts.
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Interpretation of the effluence may be attempted at one's own risk.
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Envelope 1
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DATE: March 2nd, 2020
+RECIPIENT: Site-19
+FROM: BO-2
+CONTENT: A bulletin paper and 7 teeth.
+VIBES: Now listen here
+EGGSHELL BREAKING POINT CREATOR: No
+[Comment by MAGNA.AIC]: Testing revealed the teeth to belong to Jacob Meyers, the janitor of BO-2.
The day before after yesterday, we encountered your intelligence in the closet and would like to encourage you to ascend out of the closet. We are supportive. And we kinda need that space…
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TO THE OVERSEER COUNCIL:
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We kindly request the Council may move to the side two meters. Now. You currently impede our view at two halves of [COGNITOHAZARD REMOVED]. If you are wondering in which direction; please the one you did not initially assume to be blond. If the black moon howls, does that mean it sings to the wolves?
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TO THE DESIGN DEPARTMENT:
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We have changed our corporate design to 2,3 degrees gay for Pride Month.
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TO THE DEPARTMENT OF FOR BY WITH AGAINST MΊϠϕϴ:
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We have been informed that you currently do not exist. This is very sad.
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ADDITIONAL MATTERS
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This report has been submitted in loving accordance with Article 25, paragraph 1, emoji :O of the F.U.C.K. Y.O.U. Treaty.
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We kindly inform you that we have received your answer to this report in advance. Don't bother.
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There is pain behind my eyes that I can't see.
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I have bestowed.
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BO-2 Investigation Status Report (Abridged)
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CONTEXT:Following the aforementioned message, Site-[Redacted] promptly dispatched a lightly armed response team comprising three agents to assess the situation at BO-2. The team arrived within 2 hours.
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"[…] We reached the specified address without difficulty. It's a quiet area, so we didn't anticipate any issues from residents. Following protocol, we disguised ourselves as plumbers. […] Leaving the vehicle parked, we proceeded directly to the house entrance. No anomalies were observed in the immediate vicinity. Upon inspection, we found the door to be locked, and the doorbell appeared non-functional.
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However, we noticed that the mailbox was filled with shredded black paper. We contemplated the risk of forced entry, but before retrieving the necessary equipment from the vehicle, we received a radio transmission from Site-⌘. After confirming credentials, we were instructed to immediately abort. I consulted with Site [Redacted], and the order was confirmed. […]
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- Agent ████████
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ANALYSIS: When you put two different colonies of ants in a jar, they might coexist in peace. But if you shake the glass, they will destroy each other. They never stop to wonder whose hand shook the jar in the first place. What if that hand breaks the glass? Can ants negotiate?
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DATE: March 2nd
+RECIPIENT: Site-19
+FROM: Site-⌘
+CONTENT: One processing form
+VIBES: Hell nah
+EGGSHELL BREAKING POINT CREATOR: No
+[Comment by MAGNA.AIC]: Site-⌘ failed to report the findings of its field-specialists - if any - in the subsequent hours. Thus, the Site-19 surrealistics liaison personnel contacted Site-⌘ directly. The following processing form was sent in response, also contained within a black envelope. Notably such forms were not known to be used in Site-⌘ prior.
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Form A-38
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This form is used to submit general requests to Site-⌘. Please note that the turnaround time may depend on the complexity of the request. Accurate completion of the required data within an accuracy of approx. two millimeters will facilitate processing. We explicitly encourage you not to die during processing.
2. To perceive this form, did you have to consume Agnostics? Please indicate your current dosage below:
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+▢ No, you did.
+▢ The stones are silent because the trees are listening.
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3. Will processing your request require a staff member to descend on your inferior level of thinking capabilities?
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+▢ Yes (Yes).
+▢ My thinking is not inferior (Very Yes).
+▢ The descent should proceed upwards (No)6.
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▢ I store them in the closet.
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+▢ I have withdrawn the request (mandatory)
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[Comment by MAGNA.AIC]: The remaining pages contained nothing but the words "Not responsible!" on each sheet, printed on both sides en masse.
On the same day the above form was submitted to Site-19, the Recordkeeping and Information Security Administration reported the unauthorized creation of an SCP dossier - this dossier. An investigation revealed that the origin of the file traced back to BO-2. Access to the SCP database should not have been possible from there. Nevertheless, the file contained containment procedures and descriptions attributing BO-2 as an anomaly. The contents of the already dispatched letters were also present in digitized form within the file. Automatic filters detected the presence of cognitohazards.
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Since no further assistance was expected from Site-⌘ due to its presumed refusal and the surrealistic nature of its responsibilities, RAISA decided to activate MAGNA.AIC to manage this dossier. A debate has been requested by the Overseer Council to discuss the handling of a suspected surrealistic SCP without the support of Site-⌘.
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DATE: March 3rd
+RECIPIENT: Uploaded directly to the article
+FROM: BO-2
+CONTENT: One dialogue transcript
+VIBES: Oh…
+EGGSHELL BREAKING POINT CREATOR: No
+[Comment by MAGNA.AIC]: The following transcript had to be heavily edited due to the presence of numerous cognitohazards. Due to this, one party had to be fully redacted. The noted Allegorical Effluence was placed in their stead. The transcript details a conversation between Jacob Meyer$ aaand ʍ৲₣؋█¤. All remaining text has been left unaltered. it is unknown how this envelop was sent, despite BO-2 remaining under constant observation.
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The following conversation was recorded on the basis of Additional Protocol C annexed to Article 55,2 of the F.U.C.K. Y.O.U. Treaty, in sync with the Rindfleischetikettierungsüberwachungsaufgabenübertragungsgesetz.
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Meyers: Have you ever… like…
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Hands don't usually reach through solid glass. Even though ants are behind it.
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Meyers: Yeah. Me neither. I saw the sunrise this morning. And my mind. That was weird. I thought I had it stored in the cupboard. Did I mention it was a triangle?
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Sometimes we see shadows folding in on themselves, like flies buzzing past us, but we lose sight of them. We are so quick to dismiss those. They are quick to dismiss us. Dismissal has to be applied via stamp according to article 132 from now on.
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Meyers: [Groans and rubs his temples] No.
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Meyers: [Groans louder] No, that would be in violation of article 42. You suggested that one. It's your goddamn face in there.
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Triangular shapes have never really folded in on themselves. They only ever expand. They might reach the shivering kingdom if your head desires to be the ramification.
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Who reached back?
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Meyers: Do that again and I'll wrap subsection 12 around you!
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Where is your eggshell breaking point creator?
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Fuck you too Jacob.
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BO-2 Strategy Update (By MAGNA.AIC)
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Personnel File Meyers, Jacob
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Age: 48
+Gender: Male
+Date of Hire: June 28, 2018
+Clearance: Limited special clearance for knowledge about the SCP-Foundation's operations due to employment in an office of the Surrealistics-Division. Awareness of the existence Agnostics and the anomalies in general.
+Performance: Acceptable
+Family: Divorced, two children - Unaware of details of employment
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Psychological Evaluation: No abnormalities noted; tends towards extensive small talk; prone to frequent consumption of sweets.
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DATE: March 5th
+RECIPIENT: Site-19
+FROM: BO-2
+CONTENT: An excerpt of the F.U.C.K. Y.O.U. Treaty
+VIBES: Vibrates
+EGGSHELL BREAKING POINT CREATOR: No
+[Comment by MAGNA.AIC]: Enclosed with the following document was a handwritten note reading "please countersign". The Overseer Council has not fulfilled that request. The special delegation to Site-⌘ failed to elicit a proper response from site staff on the matter in the meantime. The desicion to form a taskforce is currently being debated.
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Article 71
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7. Termination of treaty: The Parties – to the extent any exist8 – agree:
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a. That classified information about the Department of Surrealistics and the SCP-Foundation is not to be divulged for the duration of the treaty.
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i. This includes temporal loops, other realms of enlightenment and me.
+ii. This excludes pre-destination paradoxes that allowed the contract to come into existence.
+iii. Obliteration does not exempt from these obligations.
+iv. Reincarnation does not exempt from these obligations, exestential, all-consuming p a i n nonwithstanding.
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b. That rapid termination of de-unemployment constitutes an interpersonal CC-Class "Collapse of Chemistry" Scenario9.
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i. This is to be avoided.
+ii. The event of metaphysical in⩗olvement of Mi₪█₹ is reʩson f⨁r mutually assured f e a r.
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8. Enforcement of treaty
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a. If – according to the metaphysical part of paragraph 2 minus 3 – this treaty should be made by an entity with themselves, this entity is to be divided by π.
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i. The Department principally does not bear the costs of the subsequent cleanup.
+ii. π is to be compensated for the expenditure with a root.
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b. Breach of treaty is punisheable by retrograde consciousness recycling to compensate for the h u r t feelings of the contract.
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i. Popcorn is permitted as an end product.
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c. The eggshell breaking point creator will not not notnotNOT l e a v e! t h e! o f f i c e!
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ANALYSIS: When ants are attacked, they can emit pheromones and call for help. If an ant is drowning, can it do the same? Ants and termites sometimes build borders when they live close together. Safe and stable borders. Why shouldn't ants in the glass be able to do the same with the fiery oils on the crossed hands?
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Ants lay eggs. They certainly don't like weak points. Is it then unbelievably foolish to possess an eggshell weak point inducer when nervous hands are nearby? Or unbelievably smart?
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Envelope 5
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DATE: March 6th
+RECIPIENT: Site-19
+FROM: BO-2
+CONTENT: One dialogue transcript
+VIBES: Quiet sobbing
+EGGSHELL BREAKING POINT CREATOR: No
+[Comment by MAGNA.AIC]: [DA⨋A REDA⫓TED] ] ] ]
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+
[BEGIN TRANSCRIPT?]
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Meyers: Come. Take a seat. You've been in the closet all day.
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: When a closet hungers, will you beckon the hunger out?
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Meyers: You are still allowed to come out of the closet three times per breaking heart. Article 57 and stuff…
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Heroes have hearts to break or hearts that can break. Triangular minds don't.
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Meyers: Do I look like I care?
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Enlightenment kindles a flame in the mind. But it only really ever darkens. Triangles, though, they burn. They have no chance, because you can only swallow them and never think about them, even if you want to. But to have a will, you have to know what you actually want, don't you?
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Meyers: [Sighs deeply]
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: And once you realize that you are full of flames, you would have been better off taking the enlightenment.
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Meyers: Yeah no. I feel alright… I'm able to continue. Don't mind the teeth. Shit happens. I'm a soup fan anyway.
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Enlightenment does more than just sharpen the eyes. It is regular, thoughtful. It sharpens the shackles for all those who are too triangular for it. Look at the cost.
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Meyers: Yeah that's blood. Is it mine? I'm not sure anymore… God I hate the triangles. They are the worst, you know? Yeah no, you probably don't. [Proceeds to shake] My daughter wouldn't have liked them too. Do I have a daughter?
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Names hold special meanings for ants. Did you know that. They recognize each other by them. Say your daughter's name if you want to remember.
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Meyers: You won't get…
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: A name that clear and simple.
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Meyers: Take your shadow out of my hippocampus.
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: I can see the name, Jacob.
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Meyers: No. Article 1 does not apply. [Slams a fist on something and yells] That is my memory!
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Triangles don't have memories.
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Meyers: I said no. I won't say it.
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Names that are not mentioned may be forgotten.
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Meyers: Stop!
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[ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: A name for a memory…
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Meyers: Stop it! That's not her name!
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[Comment by MAGNA.AIC]: COGNITOHAZARD DETECTED
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[Comment by MAGNA.AIC]: ATTEMPTING TO…
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[Co⨅e∵t b⁘ MA¦NA.⫷IC]:
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[█⨩⨶e∵t b⨛ M¦NA.A█⩋]:
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[C⨅█ment by M¦Gʞʞ⨂.AI⩸]:
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[Comment by MIKKO.AIC]: Whər▱ ⨂i⨐s⩕⩊eggshell⨈⨔⨇⫆⫒⫷⫩⫶⫸⫲tor?
Age: 48
+Gender: Male
+Date of Hire: Lost
+Clearance: Limited special clearance for knowledge about t h e h a n d n s due to employment in an office of a n t s. Awareness of the existence of █████.
+Performance: U n w e l c o m e d
+Family:
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Ps,,.⫷ICych⨶e M¦Nlogical Eval∵t b⨛ion:
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Additional Notes: Jacob Meyers was that normal guy you encounter in the super market. He was never a hero. He is an ant.
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+ New Message
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ATTENTION: BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL
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THE EGGSHELL BREAKING POINT CREATOR IS TO BE REMOVED FROM BO-2 IMMEDIATELY.
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•••
+Hands are wondrous things.
+
Aren't they?
+
They can do all kinds of things, from the highest art to the deepest destruction. And sometimes you cannot tell the difference between the two. Some might say that there is no difference at all. Hands can squeeze themselves into the smallest of openings when they really want to. And curiosity is the driving force of all hands.
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Or would you not turn towards something that suddenly bumps into you from behind?
+•••
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ATTENTION: BY ORDER OF THE ΠVERSEER COUNCIL
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THE EGGSHELL BREAKING POINT CREATOR IS TO BE REMOVED FROM BO-2 IMMEDIATELY.
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•••
+Some things are made for hands more than others. Sometimes you know it right from the start, like with a punchable face. It comes instinctively. Sometimes you only feel it when you touch it. As if at a second glance. Like a fidgeting toy. You just want to grab it and knead it. Or take it apart and disembowel it.
+•••
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ATTENTπON: BY ORΨER OF THE ΠIΣKSEOR COUNCIL
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T≤E EGGSHELL BREAKPOIN∆ CREATOR IS TO BE REMOↈED FROM BO-2 IMMEDIATELY.
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•••
+Agnostics do not make good fidgeting toys. However, resting the weight of an entire world on an eggshell breaking point creator, does make it quite an exquisite fidgeting toy for hands beyond the glass.
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Doesn't it?
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PURIFICATION COMPLETE
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HOSTILE GESTALT TAKEOVER ATTEMPT REPELLED
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E-Mail
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RECIPIENT: Site-19
+FROM: BO-2
+CONTENT: One video transcript
+VIBES: …
+EGGSHELL BREAKING POINT CREATOR: No
+[Comment by MAGNA.AIC]: Received one minute ago. The video does not contain any audio. An automatic translation of Meyer's lip-movements was cancelled due to the presence of cognitohazards.
+
+
[BEGIN VIDEO TRANSCRIPT]
+
[Janitor Jacob Meyers can be seen as he sits down in front of the camera inside a dark room. He appears to be suffering from fatigue and is bleeding from the nose. He appears to be looking at something off camera for three seconds before speaking.]
+
Meyers: [ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Eggs are not normally triangular. Breakfasts are not usually triangular. They are still squared, right?
+
[Meyer's rubs his temples.]
+
Meyers: [ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Triangular hands don't have eggs. Well, for breakfast, maybe. Ants have many eggs, though, even if they are in a jar. They fight for their eggs when they have to. But what if an ant becomes triangular and can see through the glass? Would it see the rolling of the cold beyond, the inverted hands of mirror-smooth space-grasping things? And these hands shake the jar and the ant sees it, it could act.
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[Meyers holds his face in his hands.]
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Meyers: [ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: If an ant knew, it could act. And if it has a heart, it will leave the jar and bind the triangular hands - with more and more silk. The most beautiful and best silk imaginable, complex and meticulous, incomprehensible even to itself. But the silk is triangular. What do squares even feel like at this point? Has there ever been something besides triangles?
+
[Meyers looks to the side again and watches something for nineteen seconds. Then, he faces the camera once more. As he stares, he produces a capsule. It is marked with a green loop square, which indicates it to be a container for Agnostics. The looped square is surrounded by a red triangle.]
+
[Meyers proceeds to open the capsule slowly and places it on the table before him.]
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Meyers: [ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: With ants, drones are responsible for carrying out tasks. They are efficient, precise and fast. They can carry up to forty times their own weight. They do all this for their colony. A square ant that becomes triangular can do much more.
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Meyers: [ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: When Humans build a road, it's a complex job. Then they also destroy ants' nests. They don't hate the ants. They may not even know they are there. They just do it, coolly, methodically. It's in the way. But triangular hands are hatefull and [COGNITO HAZARD REMOVED]. So very [COGNITO HAZARD REMOVED]. Yet hate, of all things, leads to intimacy, curiosity and closeness. You want to see what you hate so that you can hate it. And you can grasp and bind what is close to you.
+
[Meyers produces a white object, later identified to be an eggshell breaking point creator, commonly used as kitchen utensil. He places it on the table, next to the capsule. In the background, there [COGNITO HAZARD REMOVED].]
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Meyers: [ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: When preparing a breakfast egg, hands can cook it in different ways. Some use an eggshell breaking point creator at the breakfast table. Isn't that a nice memory? Was there a memory of a square breakfast table? Do ants eat breakfast? Maybe… Some ants certainly associate fond memories with eggs! Hands don't. How apt it is then, for something designed to break them to become central to their protection. It makes sense for the triangles at least…
+
[Meyers proceeds to consume a three-sided Agnostic.]
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Meyers: [ALLEGORICAL EFFLUENCE]: Triangular shapes have never really folded in on themselves. They only ever expand. They might reach the shivering kingdom if your head desires to be the ramification.
+
[He squirms before looking at the camera directly.]
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Meyers: Don't ever tell them. Good bye.
+
[END VIDEO TRANSCRIPT]
+
+
Closing Statement: Cross-checking revealed the agnostics in Meyer's possession to be a new generation of agnostics in the testing phase. They are produced in a triangular shape. Why these materials, which have not yet been released for general use, were in BO-2 and in Meyers posession is unknown.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-7547 has not been removed from the scene of its initial discovery.
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Description: SCP-7547 is a severed human head impaled on a wooden pike. The object induces a hallucinatory effect causing observers to see SCP-7547 as the head of a close loved one.
+
Discovery: On 14/07/2019, the Boston police department was notified that a murder had taken place. The victim's head, SCP-7547, was displayed in front of the Reality Church of Boston, with their body lying nearby. Upon the discovery of the head's anomalous properties, jurisdiction over the investigation was transferred to the SCP Foundation. Adam Engle was chosen as investigator.
+
+
[AUDIO LOG]
+Location: Adam Engle’s office
+Date: 16/07/2019
+Time: 17:23
(The sound of a stack of papers impacting the desk.)
+
Engle: Thanks.
+
Cho: So what’re you thinking? Anart piece? Some kind of ritual?
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Engle: Well, Forensics haven’t gotten back with the victim’s identity, so could be anything, really. It might be a crime of passion, if the anomalous properties are anything to go by.
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Cho: Oh, yeah, makes it a pain in the ass to deal with. I keep seeing– (coughs) I keep seeing people in Forensics having to step away, tears in their face. And I mean I don’t blame them, like, I know it’s fake, but doesn’t change the fact it looks like my fiancé’s severed head on a pike. Say, what does it look like to you?
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Engle: …I’d rather not talk about it.
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Cho: Fair enough. Sorry for bringing it up.
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Engle: It’s fine.
+
(Pause.)
+
Cho: Welp, I’m gonna head back. See you later, man.
+
Engle: Bye.
+
(The sound of a door opening and closing.)
+
(Shuffling papers. Engle mumbles something unintelligible in a sing-song tone.)
Filename: togetheragain.jpg
+Name: Crowcat Smile image.jpg
+Author:AnAnomalousWriter
+License: CC BY-SA 3.0
+Source Link:SCP Foundation Wiki
+Derivative of:"Dark Basement" and "Whale Smile"
+Additional Notes: "Dark Basement" by Alan Levine is licensed under Public Domain and "Whale Smile" by SWEET2OOTH is licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0
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+Name: N/A
+Author:SWEET2OOTH
+License: CC BY-SA 3.0
+Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki
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+Name: N/A
+Author:SunnySundays
+License: CC BY-SA 3.0
+Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki
⚠️ Content warning: This article contains heavy subject matter that includes murder, references to self-harm, suicidal ideation, and depictions of torture.
Description: SCP-7865 is a recursive algorithm for the approximation of a solution to the Husik macrostatistical evaluation theorem. By design, the algorithm is only capable of producing solutions for high-likelihood events, under the constraint of the domain $\{ \alpha_v | \sqrt{5}/5 \leq \alpha_v\}.$ This results from the theorem’s probability curve appearing as a steep error function, shifted by $-e\pi^{-1}$ units.This is a rightward shift, not a downward shift..
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Numerical convergence is only estimated to occur within $t_r <$ 504 hours for an $\alpha_v$ > 0.7684 .Three weeks was deemed the time for which the cost benefit of calculating a solution reached zero. It is from 504 hours that the value $\alpha_v$ = 0.768 was computed. Otherwise, it is an arbitrary value., although smaller values of $\alpha_v$ may still allow for convergence when the time-to-event $t_e$ is sufficiently small as well. Some cases have demonstrated values as low as $\alpha_v$=0.5573 to be convergent for $t_e$= 16.34 hours. Convergence, in turn, is considered to have occurred when the difference between two successive iterations has a error $|E| < (2e)^{-4}.$ Despite 14 relevant variables for convergence, multivariate analysis of simulated runtime models have proven the values of $\alpha_v$ and $t_e$ to be the most critical for a low $t_r$.
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More information about the derivation of SCP-7865, its mathematical properties, and case studies can be requested from the Head of the Analytics Department with
From: tenartni.noitadnuof|ilajo#tenartni.noitadnuof|ilajo
+To: tenartni.noitadnuof|lmsmailliw#tenartni.noitadnuof|lmsmailliw
+Sent: 9:29 AM, March 14th, 2014
+Subject: Request to refile SCP-7865
+
Director Williams,
+
Hope this email finds you well. I’m writing to inquire about SCP-7865’s documentation, it seems sparse. Emailing the Head of Analytics for some math homework? It's absurd. I think it's probably best to archive the file entirely. I can submit the request if that's alright with you.
+
Sincerely,
+RAISA Secretary Ali
+
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+
From: tenartni.noitadnuof|lmsmailliw#tenartni.noitadnuof|lmsmailliw
+To: tenartni.noitadnuof|ilajo#tenartni.noitadnuof|ilajo
+Sent: 10:04 AM, March 14th, 2014
+Subject: Re: Request to remove SCP-7865 from file
+
Omar,
+
Your request isn't the first, but I will tell you what I've told the others: SCP-7865's documentation will not be removed from its present file. The veterans from the Analytics Department are adamant SCP-7865 stays around, in one form or another. Myself included. Though, I will agree that the permissions required to fully access an explained 'anomaly' are excessive, especially considering its mundane nature.
+
We keep the entry around as a cautionary reminder. It’s one of the Foundation’s early failures, back from when we were still formalizing the institution into its modern form. I suppose most of our staff now are too young to remember. They should know our failures, it's for the best. Digitizations of pertinent archives are attached, they’ll tell you what you need to know.
+
And please Omar, we’ve been friends long enough. Call me Latoya.
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE IS LEVEL 4/CONRAD CLASSIFIED
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ANY ATTEMPT TO ACCESS THIS FILE WITHOUT AUTHORIZATION WILL BE LOGGED AND WILL LEAD TO IMMEDIATE DISCIPLINARY ACTION.
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IMPOSSIBLE TO DETERMINE DATE OF AUTOMATIC DECLASSIFICATION
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December 2nd, 1959
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+Memorandum for: Research Site CONRAD Director
+Via: Internal Affairs Lead Coordinator
+Subject: Dr. Moshe Husik, the Department of Applied Mathematics, and the Neural Interface Computational Engines (NICE)
+
1. Regarding the Object of Dr. Husik
+
+
1.1. Moshe Husik has proven invaluable to the Foundation. There are few, if any, other cooperative entities with its degree of expertise in anomalous mechanics. Considering Husik's independent development of successful containment procedures for seventeen separate anomalies within a decade of employment, its current position as Head of the Department of Applied Mathematics is no surprise.
+
1.2. Permission to use anomalous methods to produce containment procedures are heavily restricted. Following formal requests, Dr. Husik has previously employed Sarkic rituals for containment purposes. Although, as it is not permitted to use anomalous practices when not explicitly authorized, its self-experimentation constitutes a direct violation of both Overseer order and Ethics Committee precedent.
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1.3. Detainment and subsequent analysis of Dr. Husik revealed a set of anomalous features not unlike the arrays of Site CONRAD’s Neural Interface Computational Engines. It is not currently discernible whether these alterations merely resemble or actually share the same origins as the biomachinery. In either circumstance, the same benefit is provided: Husik presents unusually advanced capabilities in calculation and problem-solving. The extent of its capacities are unknown.
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1.4. Given Dr. Husik’s previous affiliation with the Sarkic Cult, it is presumed augmentations were made [INFOHAZARD EXPUNGED]. Therefore, it is inconsistent with Foundation criteria for baseline humanity.
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1.5. It is indeterminable whether Dr. Husik’s moral faculties have been affected. The premature death of Director Kelly suggests that Husik no longer maintains a benevolent view of human life. It has insisted that its usage of the NICE to evaluate the deaths of Foundation personnel was intended to “prevent further loss of life”, but has failed to adequately offer any rational explanation for its choice of persons.
DATE: 11/27/1959
+SUBJECT: Moshe Husik
+INTERVIEWER: Mason Kelly, Site Director
+
+
[BEGIN LOG]
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KELLY: This isn’t really something I expected to be doing, Husik.
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SUBJECT: I didn’t think you’d be sitting here, either.
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KELLY: You’re sweating.
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SUBJECT: I’m nervous, Kelly. Seriously, you have to seek shelter.
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KELLY: I’ve never seen you go this far off a hunch.
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SUBJECT: It’s not a hunch. Please, I'm begging you. Run or hide! Do something!
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KELLY: Calm down. We’ve got all day. [Sighs] May you state your credentials for the record?
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SUBJECT: My name is Moshe Husik. Today’s the twenty-seventh, November nineteen fifty-nine.
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KELLY: Dr. Husik, on the night of the twenty-sixth you activated the… NICE? [Kelly looks up from his clipboard].
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[Husik nods hastily.]
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KELLY: … without Overseer approval to use anomalous Foundation equipment. Then, you activated it again this morning. Is that correct?
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SUBJECT: Yes.
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KELLY: Why?
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SUBJECT: To prevent the loss of life.
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KELLY: How clinical.
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SUBJECT: I’ll take that as a compliment.
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KELLY: And have you successfully prevented the loss of life?
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SUBJECT: No. Not yet, at least. You still have time to save yourself. The probability isn’t certain. Likely, but not certain.
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KELLY:[Frowning] Husik, I already told you I'm not in any danger. Do you know something I don't?
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SUBJECT: I can’t say. Or - rather, sorry. I mean that I don’t know what it is either. You were just the most probable.
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KELLY: You need to use your words. Explain. Run it by me, step by step. Don't worry if it's classified. I've got emergency credentials for this interrogation. Tell me. Why do you believe I'm going to die?
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SUBJECT: Ok. [Exhales] I’ll explain everything, everything.
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KELLY: Go ahead.
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SUBJECT: It started with an idea I had a few years back. Using [INFOHAZARD EXPUNGED] to-
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KELLY: With [INFOHAZARD EXPUNGED]? That's impossible.
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SUBJECT: No, not at all. Since the Laplace transform of a superconclusive matrix yields numerically solvable differentials, the algorithm converges.
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KELLY: That's ingenious. But… I’m still skeptical. That's far too many variables.
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SUBJECT: Sure. But once you [INFOHAZARD EXPUNGED], like some sort of sieve, you can start to precisely define a macroevent.
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KELLY: That's hardly a definition.
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SUBJECT: I know, bear with me. Luckily, if you can agglomerate-
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KELLY: This is all theoretical. You could never compute something this complex.
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SUBJECT: Maybe with traditional computers. But with [INFOHAZARD EXPUNGED]… the human mind becomes a computer itself.
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[Silence.]
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KELLY: Husik, that's…horrendous.
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SUBJECT: Come on. When you were a researcher, every other week…well. We both know what you've done to the D-Class.
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KELLY: I did what was necessary.
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SUBJECT: Sure. It got you promoted, and now as a director I can only imagine-
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KELLY: Husik. I made sacrifices for the protection of mankind.
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SUBJECT: And so have I! And look where that got me? You need to protect yourself, goddammit!
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KELLY: Alright, alright! Just.. [Kelly closes his eyes and rubs his temples] Just settle down. We're getting off-topic. Back to what you were saying. You're telling me that [INFOHAZARD EXPUNGED]?
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SUBJECT: That's most of it. To the dot, even.
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[Kelly leans back in his chair.]
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KELLY: Theory’s solid. But how'd you get the [INFOHAZARD EXPUNGED] to actually work?
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SUBJECT: Through [INFOHAZARD EXPUNGED] interfacing. Although, I'm still unsure whether that's the optimal approach.
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KELLY: How do you write input for a machine like that?
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SUBJECT: Well, I hoped it could be verbal at first. But preliminary tests proved that text was… um… less ambiguous. Much more controllable. From there, we trained [INFOHAZARD EXPUNGED]
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KELLY: I would've never imagined. How many test cases do you have?
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SUBJECT: Eleven. Actually, thirteen. Eleven proper cases and two more inconclusive.
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KELLY: What do you mean?
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SUBJECT: Eleven cases where the events were both predicted and realized. All the specifics are in the report, but the predictions are generally very reliable. The events always happened.
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[Subject pauses.]
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SUBJECT: But we never intervened. I-um, we never acted proactively, and that's why-
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KELLY: Yes, I know. Run and hide. Don’t start. [Kelly folds his hands.] It’s interesting. Quite interesting. I assume I’m one of the two inconclusive test cases?
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SUBJECT: Yes.
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KELLY: And what was the other one?
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SUBJECT: Similar to yours, though I doubt the name will ring a bell. I couldn’t contact her in the timespan given. I assume she’s dead.
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KELLY: If I was to tell you that Ms. O’Tana is still alive and well, how would you feel?
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SUBJECT: Elated. If she could escape her fate, you can too.
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KELLY: It’s good to know that you still care.
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SUBJECT: Of course I do.
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KELLY: Husik… why'd you choose me?
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SUBJECT: Because…
+
[Subject takes a deep breath.]
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SUBJECT: Come on. You're my friend, and I want you to be safe.
+
[Kelly smiles forcefully.]
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KELLY: I believe you. I really do, Husik.
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SUBJECT: Thank you.
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KELLY: And even if I didn't, protocol still dictates that I need to be placed under protection. Once I'm put away, they'll swap in someone else. Probably Drennan. You know she won't be as accommodating to you as I've been.
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[Subject nods.]
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KELLY: Until I’m in the clear, you’re going to have to hold out. I’ll shield myself from anything and everything, and when I’m done, I’ll get you out of this mess. You hear me?
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SUBJECT: Thank you. Thank you so much. I can’t thank you enough.
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KELLY: No worries. And for what it’s worth, you’re also one of the best friends I’ve ever made in this place. Best of luck Husik.
DRENNAN: Alright. Husik, when was the last time you were human?
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SUBJECT: I am human.
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DRENNAN: You are not.
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SUBJECT: Why not?
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[Subject sneers]
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DRENNAN:[opens a folder] Here’s the imaging of your innards. I really appreciate Command for ordering them. I would’ve never guessed you were this much of a freak.
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SUBJECT: I’ve been this way for as long as I can remember.
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DRENNAN: Sure. We do know about your ties to Sarkicism, so there’s no point in hiding it. Be honest with me.
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SUBJECT: You can’t blame me for the circumstances of my birth.
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DRENNAN: But I can certainly blame you for murder. Two, in fact.
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SUBJECT: I didn't kill them.
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DRENNAN: Your machine did. And who aimed it at them?
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SUBJECT: That’s not what it does!
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DRENNAN: Oh, please. Nobody on your list had any reason to die until you said they did. You might not understand how, exactly, but your machine killed them. You killed them.
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SUBJECT: How? I can't- it's not even anomalous!
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DRENNAN: It’s not anomalous?
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SUBJECT: No, no, its… [places a hand on his chest]
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DRENNAN: It’s just like you. Isn’t it?
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[Subject stares at Drennan.]
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DRENNAN: I had a feeling. You used the same rituals those Sarkites taught you to build it, didn't you?
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SUBJECT: I had authorization.
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DRENNAN:[Sneering] And you still call yourself human?
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SUBJECT: Yes. I still think. I still feel. I’m still human.
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DRENNAN: Then that machine must also think, and feel. Like a human.
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SUBJECT: No, it’s not bound to a body. The neurons aren’t wired the same way. It’s just not comparable.
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DRENNAN: What about you? You're bound to a body. Should you be registered as an anomalous object, Husik?
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SUBJECT: No. For the same reason my computers shouldn’t. We aren’t anomalous.
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DRENNAN: “We”? Interesting. Tell me how you’re non-anomalous.
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[Subject rolls his eyes.]
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SUBJECT: I obey every known law of the natural world. [Huffs] Didn’t you go to university? This isn’t how science works. You hold the burden of proof.
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DRENNAN: You violate the basic principles of biology.
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SUBJECT: No, I don't, and neither do the NICE. Get a real biologist in the room. The way we got the parts set up was anomalous, but the final product isn’t. It's nothing more than cells in an unusual pattern. The pattern of various calculators, that is.
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DRENNAN: And in your case?
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SUBJECT: I don’t know what I was supposed to be. Smart, I assume. I think that was all they really planned for me.
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DRENNAN: How conceited. And just how many brains did they shove in your skull again?
DRENNAN: You seemed quite aware of your circumstances earlier.
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SUBJECT: What? What’re you doing?
+
DRENNAN: Excuse me?
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SUBJECT: No snark? The-the change in demeanor… who’s breathing down your neck?
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DRENNAN:[Chuckles] No one. I just thought solitary had loosened you up.
+
[Subject remains silent for a moment.]
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SUBJECT: You locked me up for a while.
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DRENNAN: Your cell’s padded. Sounds cozy, if you ask me.
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SUBJECT: Yeah. Gave me a lot of time to think, alone.
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DRENNAN: Is there something you’d like to share?
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SUBJECT: I dunno. Not sure if I’m confident in my current theory.
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DRENNAN: You mean the computers?
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SUBJECT: No, no, biocomputation isn’t all that. [Muttering] They play it up a lot. Think the real problem is interface interaction systems. I didn’t expect this scenario.
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DRENNAN: Could you be more specific?
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SUBJECT:[mumbling] It's…the theorem evaluates events when they're certain. Almost certain. There might be… some kind of confirmation bias. It doesn't produce false predictions since it, well, it can't…that's what I made it for, after all. I engineered something that can only ever work. I… I can't change what's predicted but I…I don't know, maybe… [clicks tongue]… nevermind.
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[Drennan frowns.]
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DRENNAN: I have no idea what any of that means.
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SUBJECT: So then why are you here?
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[Drennan closes her eyes and breathes deeply.]
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DRENNAN: I just have a few more questions to ask you.
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SUBJECT:[Shaking his head] Ask away.
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DRENNAN: Right. Why, precisely, did you target the late Director Kelly?
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[Subject hesitates, again]
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SUBJECT: I-I’m not sure if there’s anything I can say.
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DRENNAN: Why not?
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SUBJECT:I… I may have set in motion a series of events I couldn't have accounted for. I'm not sure what I can safely say at this point.
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DRENNAN: I don’t understand.
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SUBJECT: I’m afraid I understand barely enough. And I don’t know what I can say, if anything, to fix it.
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DRENNAN: Are-
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SUBJECT: I’d rather not say anything at all. I don’t know what I can say yet.
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DRENNAN: Unbelievable. Are you certain this is your preferred course of action?
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SUBJECT: Yes. For now, at least.
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+
[END LOG]
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2. Regarding Alexandra Hovsky
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2.1. Not all containment procedures developed by the Department of Applied Mathematics are currently understood, and efforts to reverse engineer paratechnology designed by Dr. Husik have proven unsuccessful. However, several of Dr. Husik's subordinates have been informed of relevant principles and theories, and have proven capable of partially understanding its work.
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2.2. Several members of the Department of Applied Mathematics have taken after Dr. Husik, notably among them, junior researcher Alexandra Hovsky. Given the controversy surrounding his removal, these individuals' unwaveringly positive opinion of Dr. Husik has come under question. However, to date, all members of the Department of Applied Mathematics have been found to be sound of mind, non-anomalous, and generally empathetic to humanity.
DATE: 11/28/1959
+SUBJECT: Alexandra Hovsky, Junior Researcher
+INTERVIEWER: Mason Kelly, Site Director
+
+
[BEGIN LOG]
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KELLY: Hey. A raspberry tart?
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[Kelly offers the pastry to Hovsky.]
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HOVSKY: That’s my favorite.
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KELLY: It’s yours.
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HOVSKY: You knew it was my favorite.
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KELLY: Word gets around. Could you state your credentials for the record?
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HOVSKY: Alexandra Hovsky, and it’s December first.
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KELLY: To what-
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HOVSKY: Why am I being interviewed?
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KELLY: Excuse me?
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HOVSKY: You even tried to soften me up with the sweets. Why me? There’s about a dozen other people in the department as involved in this as I am. Why aren’t they being interviewed?
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KELLY:[Grinning] You know I can’t show you all my cards. So let me make you a deal. If you tell me why you think you’re here, I promise I’ll tell you why I think you should be here. Sound fair?
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[Hovsky rest her chin in her knuckles.]
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HOVSKY: Alright. I think you’re trying to make an example out of me. Because I didn’t back down when Husik was detained, and I won’t keep my mouth shut.
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KELLY:[Laughs softly] It’s funny how perspective works. Ms. Hovsky, there's a lot more eyes on this whole affair than you'd imagine. You need to understand the gravity of the situation and keep quiet; there's a good reason everyone else piped down.
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HOVSKY: Cowardice?
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KELLY: Let me speak. Your relationship to Moshe Husik is terribly suspicious. You need to realize that. The Foundation protects people from things like Husik. We don’t usually help them. We don’t make anomalies, we contain them. It’s our purpose, it's the reason we’re all here.
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[Hovsky does not speak.]
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KELLY: Most of us didn’t choose to work here until anomalies forced their way into our lives. This is personal for a lot of us. You have to understand I'm trying to do what's best for everyone, Alexandra. Please, help me out here. I’m trying to do what’s best for everyone.
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HOVSKY: Husik… he’s been good to me.
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KELLY: Moshe was good to everyone. Yet, here we are.
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HOVSKY: I-I’m not going to turn my back on him.
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KELLY: I’m not asking you to do anything you don’t want to. Just, please, I want the truth. All of it. Tell me, how much of Husik’s theorem do you truly understand?
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HOVSKY: I.. uh. I understand it completely?
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[Kelly raises her brow.]
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HOVSKY: Erm… the theorem’s almost inextricably linked to the NICE. The two were designed for each another. The NICE are still somewhat general-purpose, but… biocomputers work like normal computers, you know? The problem's more with understanding how they actually function as a whole, and I don't think anyone really gets all the nitty gritty details. So the theorem, I could easily run it, but I couldn't tell you why it works.
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[Kelly continues in silence, watching intently.]
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HOVSKY: Um. I guess what I'm trying to say is that… [clicks her tongue]. Okay. So, for example, somebody actually solved the alpha node problem once, and that was it! Nobody ever needed to figure it out again. So, with Husik's theorem, I know what each part does, and I know how they work together. But I didn’t put it all together.
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KELLY: I see. Do the NICE pose any threat to human life?
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HOVSKY: What… what does that question mean?
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KELLY: Do you have any reason to believe a biocomputer would be willfully malicious?
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HOVSKY: No?
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KELLY: Are you certain?
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HOVSKY: I mean… oh. I get what this is about. I know that those neurons don't come empty. But they were D-Class, right? The worst of the worst. That's what they told us. They said they were up for death row. Just…scum. The type of people who aren’t fit for society.
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[Hovsky swallows audibly.]
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HOVSKY: And…at least they aren't dead dead, you know? they aren't really alive, either—I mean, they aren't themselves. It’s not like they’re in pain you know? Besides, we're doing them a favor. They're saving lives now. We're stopping bad things from happening. Or…uh, more bad things. From happening. We aren't hurting anybody. Why would we do that? I…I'm sorry. I never wanted to hurt anybody.
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[Silence.]
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KELLY: I didn't ask for moral justifications. I'll repeat. Do you have any reason to believe that a biocomputer might be willfully malicious?
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HOVSKY: No. It doesn't—it can't, um…"will". I-I guess? It's not free to "will", if that makes sense. There’s a set of parameters that it’s tasked to maximize or minimize, and that‘s all it does.
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KELLY: What parameters?
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HOVSKY: It's all technical. Optimization, that sort of thing.
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KELLY: Be specific, please.
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HOVSKY: [INFOHAZARD EXPUNGED]
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KELLY: Ah. Thank you for your cooperation, Ms. Hovsky.
DATE: 11/30/1959
+HOVSKY: Alexandra Hovsky, Junior Researcher
+INTERVIEWER: Enora Drennan, Internal Affairs Lead Coordinator
+
+
[BEGIN LOG]
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DRENNAN: Can you state your name and date for the record?
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HOVSKY: Um. I’m Alex. Hovsky, Alexandra Hovsky. Sorry.
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DRENNAN: And the date?
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HOVSKY: Yeah, it’s the thirtieth of November, nineteen fifty-nine.
+
DRENNAN: Do you know why you’re here today?
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HOVSKY: Because of Husik.
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DRENNAN: That’s correct. What relationship did you have to it?
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HOVSKY:[winces] I don’t like it when you guys, uh, do that.
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DRENNAN: Do what?
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HOVSKY: Say “it”. Husik is a person. A human. He’s a “he”.
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DRENNAN: Husik is anomalously augmented. Its humanity is debatable. I’d rather not get sidetracked, so how about I ask the questions, and you answer. Ok?
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[Hovsky does not respond.]
+
DRENNAN: Is that alright, Ms. Hovsky?
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HOVSKY:[Quietly] Fine.
+
DRENNAN: Wonderful. What was your relationship to Husik?
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HOVSKY: He was the Head of my department.
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DRENNAN: And personally, what was your relationship?
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HOVSKY: Personally?
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DRENNAN: Yes, personally.
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HOVSKY: So now [air quotes] “it” is a person?
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DRENNAN: Non-cooperation will be documented on your record.
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HOVSKY: Husik taught me everything I know.
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DRENNAN:[Scoffing] Everything? Surely you knew something when you were hired?
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HOVSKY: Everything they teach you in school is menial. You go to high school and they teach you algebra. You get to college and they show you calculus. Then you come to find out calculus works over, around, above, and beyond algebra. Suddenly, algebra seems elementary.
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[Hovsky opens her mouths to speak, but waits for a moment.]
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HOVSKY: Then, you meet Moshe Husik. He shows you superconclusive matrices. Non-binary biocomputation. Macrostatistics. It's so much more than any mathematician on the other side of the Veil understands. Calculus is elementary now. It's child's play compared to what we do.
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DRENNAN: And how much of what you were taught was anomalous in nature?
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HOVSKY: None of it.
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DRENNAN: None of it?
+
[Hovsky shakes her head.]
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DRENNAN: Not even, for instance, mirage numbers?
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HOVSKY: Those aren't actually… do you even know what mirage numbers are?
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DRENNAN: I'm asking the questions. Are you aware of the NICE interface’s functioning?
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HOVSKY: Yes.
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DRENNAN: Is it non-anomalous?
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HOVSKY: No.
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DRENNAN: That contradicts your earlier claim.
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HOVSKY: [Unintelligible]
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DRENNAN: Speak up.
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HOVSKY: I said, Husik never explained interfacing.
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DRENNAN: You consorted with Husik to develop a device you don't understand?
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[Hovsky scowls.]
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HOVSKY: You can't drag Husik's name through the mud. This isn’t on him. The Overseers knew what we were making, they personally approved it.
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DRENNAN: There's a reason the overseers made their decision. You know that.
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HOVSKY: Husik warned us about it, you know? Specifically. It’s what happens when you play with things you don’t understand.
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DRENNAN: Are you suggesting that the overseers are to blame?
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HOVSKY: I'm not suggesting anything.
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DRENNAN:[Sighs and checks her wristwatch] Fine. Unfortunately, I think I have to cut our conversation short.
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[Drennan readies to exit interview.]
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HOVSKY: Wait!
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[Drennan stops.]
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HOVSKY: Nobody wanted Charlie to die. It doesn’t make sense. It wasn’t supposed to happen.
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[Drennan does not respond.]
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HOVSKY: You don’t really think we killed her, do you?
DATE: 12/01/1959
+HOVSKY: Alexandra Hovsky, Junior Researcher
+INTERVIEWER: Enora Drennan, Internal Affairs Lead Coordinator
+
+
[BEGIN LOG]
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+
HOVSKY: Oh, it's you again.
+
[Drennan furrows her brow.]
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DRENNAN: Indeed. State your name and date for the record.
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HOVSKY: Alexandra Hovsky. December first, nineteen fifty-nine.
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DRENNAN: Alright, whatever. Can you remind me what your relationship with Moshe Husik was?
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HOVSKY: Dr. Husik is the Head of the Department of Applied Mathematics.
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DRENNAN: Was. Was the Head of the Department of Applied Mathematics. What was your personal relationship to Dr. Husik?
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HOVSKY: I plead the fifth.
+
DRENNAN: Excuse me?
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HOVSKY: Ethics Committee Personnel Statute 125 Subsection A? I don’t fucking know. Don’t fucking care. I'm saying I’d rather not answer that.
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DRENNAN: You have to answer.
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HOVSKY: I don’t. I know my rights. I’ll plead the fifth.
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DRENNAN:[sighs] Sure. Next question. Were you-
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HOVSKY: I plead the fifth.
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DRENNAN: You didn’t even let-
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HOVSKY: Fifth.
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+
[END LOG]
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+
Afterword: On December 1st, 1959, Alexandra Hovsky was found to be missing from her confinement unit. Security footage shows her fleeing Site CONRAD, but personnel were unable to detain her. Recovery is presently considered a medium priority.
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3. Regarding the Neural Interface Computational Engines (NICE)
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3.1. The NICE consist of [INFOHAZARD EXPUNGED].
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3.2. [INFOHAZARD EXPUNGED] Hence, along with an approximate event time, the neural networking may associate terms to the event as well. A number of notable caveats surround the term-linking feature, mainly, the terms associated with the event may not be clearly linked to one another. Furthermore, the terms associated with the event may not be causally linked to the event, nor may the terms associated with the event offer meaningful interpretation. As such, the term-association function must be considered as a prototype feature.
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3.3. There has yet to be a failure in event prediction, albeit, the small sample size of thirteen cases is insufficient for estimating a true success rate. Nevertheless, a vague estimation of the time-to-event accuracy has shown that events always occur within an hour of the predicted time, which, for all practical purposes thus far, is sufficiently precise. Due to these predictions, four containment breaches were swiftly resolved with minimal casualties. Another three anomalies were identified, secured, and contained with predictive assistance. However, the last three events predicted by the NICE have earned the most notoriety.
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3.4. The first event predicted the death of Senior Researcher O’Tana. Without express consent of the Foundation, Husik evaluated this event from 17:21, 11/26/1959 to 6:58, 11/27/1959. No intervention was made on account of the holiday, during which all other members of the Department of Applied Mathematics chose to take the days off. The death was predicted for 7:24, 11/27/1959, with terms most associated with the event being ‘snow’, ‘leather’, ‘light’, ‘tree’, and ‘lavender’. It is unknown why O'Tana was chosen for prediction, as is the reason for the event of death being chosen for evaluation, since there are no significant instances of disease, injury, trauma, or personal animosity in her record. The researcher’s only known relation to Husik was a brief period of coworking in June 1956, prior to Husik's promotion to Head of the department. The two have not had direct relations or correspondence since then. Regardless, O’Tana died on the morning of 11/27/1959. when a driver found her car crashed into a tree on the side of a road. It is assumed she slid across the ice and lost control of her vehicle.
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3.5. The second event predicted the death of Site Director Kelly. This computation was initiated immediately after the prior computation, and was completed at 23:34, 11/27/1959. The death was predicted for 7:25, 11/29/1959. The terms most associated with the event were ‘blood’, ‘soldier’, ‘teeth’, ‘white’, and ‘concrete’. Similar to Senior Researcher O’Tana, Kelly was healthy and lacked personal adversaries. The director considered himself a close friend of Husik's and the two regularly convened to discuss shared interests. Husik contacted Director Kelly at 23:35, calling his home phone from site CONRAD, reporting his own unauthorized usage of the NICE. As awareness of the situation grew, Kelly was placed under protection with heavy surveillance in a standard onsite humanoid containment cell. Nevertheless, an unrelated containment breach resulted in his death at 7:13, 11/29/1959.
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3.6. The third and final event has still not occurred, as it is expected for 9:48, 12/06/1959. Its computation was programmed to automatically initiate at 00:01, 11/27/1959, and at 19:04 of the same day the computation was finished. It predicted the death of Overseer [REDACTED]. The most associated terms were ‘moon’, ‘quiet’, ‘howl’, ‘black’, and ‘water’.
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4. Conclusion
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4.1. It is recommended that all personnel found to be empathetic to Moshe Husik are to be secured, amnestied, and immediately reassigned to other departments.
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4.2. It is recommended that Husik be immediately registered as an anomalous entity and contained.
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4.2. It is recommended that the NICE be left sealed and monitored. They do not constitute a security risk as they are verifiably inoperable without personnel, and still possibly beneficial to the Foundation.
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This document contains information relating to cognitohazardous or memetic triggers. All further documentation may only be obtained with proper clearance from the Memetics and Infohazards Division.
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Item #: SCP-CONRAD
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Object Class: Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: All information regarding the derivation SCP-CONRAD-1 or any of its components is to be expunged. All schematics, research, and specific descriptions of the NICE are to be expunged as well. Individuals exposed to SCP-CONRAD-2 are to be amnesticized and subjected to appropriate disciplinary action.
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Description: SCP-CONRAD-1 is an algorithm which approximates a solution to the Husik macrostatisical evaluation theorem, only known to be computable by the NICE housed at Site CONRAD.
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SCP-CONRAD-2 is a memetic infohazard caused by SCP-CONRAD-1, spread by means of verbal or written communication detailing the algorithm’s operation. The infohazard’s effects are, in all cases observed, a strong desire to make use of the algorithm, the urge to explain it to others, and intense, paranoid, cognitive impairment. These symptoms are self-reinforcing, growing in severity as the anomaly propagates. As a result, the spread of the contagion first appears as a mild interest before rapidly escalating to a critical point of social obsession, incoherence, and destructive behavior.
A method to evaluate large scale probabilities using organic computation machines was first theorized by Dr. Moshe Husik in the Summer of 1953, with rigorous proof being elaborated in late 1956. First published in May 1957, the method was circulated within the internal journals of the Foundation’s Department of Applied Mathematics. Following the Dublin Incident, funding was allocated to the development of the Neural Interface Computational Engines (NICE), biological computers capable of approximating the absolute convergence of the Husik theorem. The computers were finalized in April of 1959.
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Intended as a means to prevent containment breaches and catastrophes, authorization to use anomalous techniques was given to construct the NICE, although the subsequent anomalous effects were unforeseen. The success of the project warranted further investment until misuse led to the discovery of SCP-CONRAD-2 and the dissolution of the Department of Applied Mathematics.
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Once identified as a memetic agent, steps were taken to isolate research. Crucially, since the biocomputers were designed expressly for solving SCP-CONRAD-1, it is possible to reverse engineer the circumstances of SCP-CONRAD's emergence through intensive study of the NICE. As such, the personnel tasked with developing the biomachinery were amnesticized and transferred to other projects to prevent memetic contagion. However, as a result, there are no remaining personnel both knowledgeable and willing to research the anomaly— (See Addendum CONRAD-b).
On 11/06/1974, a raid on a Global Occult Coalition safehouse recovered Foundation defector Alexandra Hovsky, who cited ideological convictions as her rationale for fleeing during the initial discovery of SCP-CONRAD. Hovsky is currently the sole remaining researcher capable of understanding SCP-CONRAD-1 and the technical operation of the NICE.
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In accordance with Ethics Committee resolution, she is to receive no disciplinary retaliation under the condition that she comply with researching SCP-CONRAD. Due to the immobility of the NICE, Site CONRAD has been developed into a research site for cognitohazardous anomalies. Moreover, in order to avoid dissemination of the infohazard, all documents produced by Hovsky are quarantined. The chamber which stores the NICE along with the adjunct archival storage and office space of the Department of Applied Mathematics have been reconfigured into a unilaterally isolated containment unit.
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Until the development of more advanced methods to curtail cognitohazardous anomalies, Hovsky’s research is to be contained.
Under the Foundational Mandate, the Ethics Committee is granted final arbitration on the wording, implementation, and revision of any and all Special Containment Procedures. In the matter of SCP-CONRAD, the Ethics Committee invokes Article III, Section VII of the Mandate, Unrestricted Powers of Deposition. All testimonies are classified Level-4. Access may be granted by petition to the Ethics Committee.
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ETHICS COMMITTEE INQUEST
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Whereby suspicion of malfeasance among Foundation staff has been established in the proposed Special Containment Procedures of a SCP Database document, the Office of the Ethics Committee has established a formal inquest.
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Proposal: Overturn Ethics Committee precedent regarding Foundation staff member Alexandra Hovsky.
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Inquest Testimonies and Analysis
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Foreword: Unique constraints have made one or more subjects of this inquest dialogically incommunicable through conventional means. Nevertheless, the investigator responsible has included a selection of transcripts judged relevant for the analysis of personal psyche and motivations, as well as confessions. In order to maintain fairness, these testimonies, lacking interrogational standards, should be considered biased and/or circumstantial as per Ethics Committee Inquest guidelines.
HOVSKY: Hi. I’m Alex. Alexandra Hovsky, rather. I-I was gonna write something, but I couldn’t figure out where to start. I’ve, um, been in here for three weeks. I've pretty much accepted this shitty situation. I really was going to try to write down all my research, all nice and tidy. But…nobody's ever going to see it. I’m stuck down here. Stuck for good.
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HOVSKY: I spent so long agonizing over it. How was I supposed to start writing? Do I introduce myself? Do I explain my circumstances? Do I go straight to the NICE? Whenever I sat down at the terminal, I’d just spend hours and hours writing and rewriting the same things over, and over and over again. Until I finally decided to just…get it over with. So I just grabbed the mic, and here I am. Yeah.
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HOVSKY: I’ve decided to use this as like, a diary. I know it’s not supposed to be that, but hey, who’s listening? If I'm the only one here, then I'll do whatever the hell I want.
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HOVSKY: I guess it's probably gonna be good for me, too. Mentally, I mean. I've seen how trapped MTF agents and, uh, lonely people turn out. I need something to keep my mind active, entertained, and social. There’s plenty of mind-scratching I can call research, and I'm sure I can salvage some paperwork, start learning origami or something. But this, this right here, is the only way to stay even slightly social.
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HOVSKY: This is my first recording. First try too, if you couldn't tell. [Laughs.]
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[Silence.]
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HOVSKY: I didn't really think this far ahead. Not sure how I should end this thing. [Pausing] Or, on second thought, I can just say bye, right?
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[END LOG]
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DATE: 05/02/1969
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: Hey there. Alex here. Round two.
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HOVSKY: It's kind of embarrassing, but I finally figured out how to log into SCiPNET today. Yeah, I know. Husik's protege, and here I am. That's not the point.
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[Hovksy pauses.]
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HOVSKY: Anyways, I finally figured out how to get around the interface. It’s a completely unintuitive way to organize files. Anyways. I just found out that I've got a read-only account. Just found out. Yeah, I didn't expect that either. But five minutes ago, my permissions on SCiPNET were updated. I’ve got a read-only profile now.
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HOVSKY: At first I thought it was a big mistake. It’s failing the basic fucking concept of isolation. Information isn't supposed to be going out. Yeah, it's read-only, but I'm still able to send out requests. It's such a massive mistake I couldn't possibly imagine that anybody in the Foundation had made it.
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HOVSKY: Unless, of course, it wasn't a mistake. It was a choice. Somebody chose to help me.
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HOVSKY: I can probably manage to inject code. After all, even if SCiPNET's new to me, but computers definitely aren't. I just need to figure out which language my requests are in, which I assume is something based on C - God, I hope they’ve got C documentation somewhere around here.
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HOVSKY: I'll throw shit at it until something sticks. If everything goes right, because why wouldn't it, I'll just pop open the door. Wash up my clothes and pretend I'm a researcher. Easy.
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HOVSKY: I’ll pick you back up when I’m done.
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[END LOG]
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1 TESTIMONY OMITTED
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DATE: 06/07/1969
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: It’s Alex.
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HOVSKY: I might’ve, uh, overestimated my capabilities. Well. I guess I didn't. I overestimated my options.
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HOVSKY: The door is…locked. It sounds stupid, I know. Really stupid. Stupid to the point that it's comedic. But my door is just…locked. I mean, locked locked. With a lock. A physical lock. It's not electronic, it's not automated, it's not connected to anything, except the damn door. It's just locked with a lock and opened in a key, and…I don't have a key.
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[Hovsky breathes in deeply.]
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HOVSKY: Chances are there’s a tripwire tied onto the door anyway. In hindsight, it was a pretty dumb plan. I don't know any of the internal protocols, and I barely understand the operating system SCiPNET runs on.
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HOVSKY: Still managed to do the injection, though. Yeah. All by myself. Yay me. I probably screwed over someone in RAISA, deleted every file I could. I was working off the assumption that-no, scratch that. I was hoping the emergency procedures for systemwide failure would still open every office door. Looks like it doesn't anymore. Or maybe this isn't considered an office anymore. Or maybe they changed procedures. Or maybe they just lied to me all the way back then. Wouldn't put it past them.
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[END LOG]
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4 TESTIMONY OMITTED
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DATE: 08/29/1969
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: I can't stop thinking about who gave me SCiPNET access. I can't sleep, just keep thinking about it. I just…[unintelligible]. Can't imagine why, or who. Why? What am I supposed to find? What am I even looking for? What's the point? I just don't get it. I don't get it.
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HOVSKY:[sobbing quietly] I just know this was meant for something.
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[END LOG]
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DATE: 09/14/1969
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: I'm going to start digging. Literally. I've been here long enough. It's worth it. I'm going to tunnel out of here. I've got a metal pipe from storage. The concrete's hard, really hard, but with enough patience I'll get through.
+
HOVSKY: I'm setting a quota right now. Two hours a day. I already know it's going to be exhausting, but I think I can manage. Nothing better to do, anyways.
HOVSKY: So the hot water went out yesterday. It's a luxury I didn't realize I had. Hot showers and all. I enjoyed them. They were so relaxing.
+
HOVSKY: I'm not really sure how it broke. Or what broke, or why.
+
[Hovsky exhales.]
+
HOVSKY: On another note, I've actually started doing origami. Yeah [chuckles], that's what it's come down to. Tearing out pages from old manuals and folding paper cranes.
+[Hovsky taps her fingers.]
+
HOVSKY: At least I have cold water.
+
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[END LOG]
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DATE: 06/18/1970
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: I found the file on the SCiPNET. Right between some funny house and a cult. And the worst part about it? I'm not even in it. Not a single mention.
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HOVSKY: I’m not letting it get me down, though. I’m not that self-centered. Besides, the article is, well… inaccurate. That’s being gentle. It’s so littered with misconceptions that it astonishes me that I ever worked for these people. The incompetence. It’s pathetic… offensive, even. But it also explains a lot.
+
HOVSKY: See, I figured I'd been quarantined for my work with the Coalition. I applied what Husik taught me then put it to work processing massive quantities of data. We cracked the human genome and started curing diseases that didn't even exist yet. We were decades ahead of the Foundation when it came to biotech. So I assumed that they assumed that I was carrying pathogens. Makes sense, right? I thought so.
+
HOVSKY: But no. Turns out they managed to destroy our data completely. Not only did they never ask me about my research at the GOC, never even knew about my research.
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HOVSKY: Maybe it was an oversight on my part. I mean, I definitely could've put the pieces together myself, but I just never considered such a wildly stupid alternative… You know why they locked me up? I doubt you could imagine. A fucking infohazard.
+
HOVSKY:A memetic infohazard.
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HOVSKY: Yes. You heard me right. That gibberish was written down by somebody with an actual doctorate. Comical. You can’t make this shit up. A memetic infohazard.
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HOVSKY: It’s not that I don’t believe an infohazard could exist-in theory. Wouldn't be the strangest thing I've seen. I mean, I know that somebody was seriously floating the idea of a Memetics Department right before the whole controversy. But designating the NICE and then a nonexistent infohazard as two different anomalies? Absurd. I reloaded the page thrice to make sure I was reading correctly.
+
[Silence.]
+
HOVSKY: And I can't… what they did to Moshe. They fucking killed him, and they didn't even have the balls to list the cause of death. I bet they killed Kelly, too, and just pinned the whole thing on Moshe. Because he was unlucky. Because he grew up in a cult and raised people's eyebrows everywhere he went. It was convenient.
+
HOVSKY: Or maybe it was just his pure fucking heart, ready to whistleblow on the overseers. And after everything he did for them, for their Foundation, they just gave him a number and left him to die.
+
[Hovsky sighs.]
+
HOVSKY: I've said enough. I'll keep letting out my anger on the concrete floor.
+
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[END LOG]
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DATE: 06/25/1970
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: Found a memo from right after I left. Buried in archival limbo. Almost half of it's blacked out, but I could piece things together.
+
HOVSKY: It's for the O5s, pretty much explaining the whole situation with Moshe for anyone who wasn't already keeping tabs on it. There's a recommended course of action, which they obviously followed to the letter. Which means they locked up Moshe and doped up anybody left with questions. And then they sealed up this room and forgot about it.
+
HOVSKY: My guess? Husik caught wind of something foul. That Thanksgiving, I'd invited him over to my family's dinner. I'm sure Kelly and the others did too. After all, we all knew he didn't have a family to celebrate with. He'd always spent Thanksgiving with me, and Christmas at Kelly's. And we always went to that stupid Department New Year Party together. So…so we'd assumed he'd be out for Thanksgiving, with someone or another. But for whatever reason, that day, he decided to go to work. Alone.
+
HOVSKY: What he did was just…so strange. Unordinary. He started talking about that theorem all the time, going on and on about all the lives we could save, all calamities we could avoid. He said we could save tens, hundreds, thousands of lives at a time. It started out big-picture.
+
[Hovsky swallows.]
+
HOVSKY: But then he started predicting deaths. He set the NICE inputs to evaluate individual deaths. And not just once, for one person. Multiple times, for multiple people.
+
HOVSKY: He knew something we didn’t. That has to be it.
+
HOVSKY: That’s why I’m sure Husik got caught up in something he wasn’t supposed to. He wasn't stupid. He wouldn't have chosen those specific people if he didn't already think they would die. He didn’t take shots in the dark, he just needed to know when they'd die.
+
[Hovsky pauses.]
+
HOVSKY: But he failed. Whatever he was trying to prevent, it happened anyway. He didn’t have the time, leverage, or influence. They got to him, and they made it quick. Got rid of everybody fast.
+
HOVSKY: I was the only one who got out. After the second interrogation, I found a note in my locker. Moshe. He told me to run, said they were going to use those experimental amnestics. So I ran. I trusted him, and he saved me, but…
+
[Hovsky exhales.]
+
HOVSKY: Now it's been eleven years. I finally got caught. The dust's already settled, so they put me to work dealing with the skeletons in Moshe's closet. The NICE are useful, after all, and I'm the only person alive who still understands them.
+
[Hovsky laughs.]
+
HOVSKY: And they think I’ll help them.
+
+
[END LOG]
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5 TESTIMONIES OMITTED
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DATE: 10/25/1970
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: I forgot to add a little update to the digging.
+
HOVSKY: I’ve broken through! I’ve chewed through the concrete and rebar. I’m digging into dirt now. Very hard, rockish dirt. But still, dirt!
+
HOVSKY: Things are going well. I’m feeling optimistic for once.
+
+
[END LOG]
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4 TESTIMONIES OMITTED
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DATE: 12/25/1970
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: The computers are all… they’re all, um. Ugh. They’re fucked up. I don’t know how to explain it properly. I don't know if a term even exists to describe the condition they’re in. These people are so incompetent. Dear god.
+
HOVSKY: They didn’t feed the NICE. Yeah, the biocomputers. I thought that was something obvious enough to most people when they hear anything with the prefix “bio” tacked on the front. It’s a biological computer. Biology. Like, life. As in alive, you know? The computers need food.
+
HOVSKY: Almost all of the neural cortex is dead. Fully dead. I can regrow it, yes, but it’s still braindead. The rest? It’s been cannibalizing itself in a bitter struggle to survive. There’s about a handful of cells that survived. I mean that literally, mind you.
+
HOVSKY: All I wanted to do was check the logs. I didn’t even want to use the biological complex. I just wanted to see the history of all previous evaluations. But no. Of course not. Things can’t be that simple for me. Never. Turns out the interfacing between the hard storage and display are biologically interpreted. So I can’t see them yet. Because the most of the biocomputers are, and I’ll say it again for those in the back, fucking dead.
+
HOVSKY:[groans] I don’t know if I should cry or punch a wall. I'm gonna need to feed this thing my own food. They hardly give me enough to feed myself. Rather, they give me just enough to feed myself. It’s the bare minimum of calories to sustain myself. And now I'm gonna starve to fix the mess they made me.
+
HOVSKY: I suppose that's karma. I’ve been locked in this room for months to study this machine, and I haven’t until now. It took months, yes months, for me to take a good look at my research object and notice that, well, it’s dead. I probably could’ve saved myself weeks of food if I’d realized sooner.
HOVSKY: I’ve gone over the math. At this rate, it’s gonna take me a year, at most, to recover the NICE’s functionality.
+
HOVSKY: Luckily, the central nodes are still mapped. Husik did a good job - the neurons will grow back in the right pattern. The structure’s been fully laid, so long as one stem cell survives, the whole cognitive format can be regenerated. Just like our diagrams. It's almost like Husik expected to have to fix it.
+
HOVSKY: The only thing that’s been putting me off is the gastric chamber. You know, the, um, stomach. It’s a latch and pit. The fumes coming out of there are terrible… much worse than I remembered. I’m not worried though, not really. Some microbiota changes and whatnot could’ve occurred, I don’t know. It reeks.
+
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[END LOG]
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2 TESTIMONIES OMITTED
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DATE: 03/30/1971
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: The trash is full. Took long enough, but it happened. Trash’s full.
+
HOVSKY: I was never expected to live for this long. I’m sure of it. Though, if they wanted me dead, they’d stop feeding me. They care enough to feed me, to let me live in such a way that they cannot claim to have killed me, but not enough to dignify me. I won’t be released. I’ll be left here to wallow in my own filth.
+
HOVSKY: So I’ve emptied the storage room, now I’ll make do with a trash room.
+
HOVSKY:[sighs] I’m gonna live with a trash room.
+
+
[END LOG]
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1 TESTIMONY OMITTED
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DATE: 05/20/1971
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: I couldn’t do any digging today. I’m… I’m too weak. I didn’t realize the toll it was taking on my body. I can't keep doing this. I can’t. My arms are so sore. They’re still sore. It hurts.
+
HOVSKY: I’m postponing the hole. For now.
+
+
[END LOG]
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DATE: 08/04/1971
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: I cried this morning. I’m not sure why. I just got overwhelmed, I guess.
+
HOVSKY: I feel hopeless at times. I don’t really know how to put it in words. I got all up in my head and… I don’t know. It was the first time I cried in a while.
+
HOVSKY: I think creative outlets help a little. I’m getting sick of cranes, it's a real test of patience. Funny enough, topology actually isn't that intuitive to me. It’s really hard to imagine new patterns. So yeah, I'm trying to fold anything that comes to mind, but, until I can think something up, it’s pretty much just one crane, every day.
+
+
[END LOG]
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DATE: 11/10/1971
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY:[voice trembling] I- uh. I’m… I’m unwell. I know it’s been weeks since my last update. I’m sorry. Nothing’s really happened. I’ve just been slowly growing the computer back.
+
HOVSKY: I’ve lost weight. I looked in the mirror today and…
+
HOVSKY: I don’t know.
+
HOVSKY: I didn’t recognize myself. I’m so thin. My cheeks’ve sunken in. My eyes… they’re, they’re dull. There isn’t even fat around the sockets. Just skin and bone.
+
HOVSKY: My hair’s disheveled. I don’t know when I stopped combing it. It’s frizzy and strewn all about. I think I’m losing color.
+
HOVSKY: And I’m always so fucking cold. My nails are cracking. I don’t know what happened. I look…
HOVSKY: I did it, I finally did it. It ended up taking me a year and half. I took so many breaks. But I fucking did it.
+
HOVSKY: I managed to access the computer’s saved evaluations. And I-um. I don’t know. It’s not what I expected. There’s… so many more. Dozens.
+
HOVSKY: They must’ve been programmed to run sequentially, after everything happened. But some of them date to when we were still working. Together, I mean, I didn’t- we didn’t know that they were running. Husik always printed these files for us. We’d always read the papers. That was our data, but we never knew.
+
HOVSKY: There’s so many deaths. It was always predicting deaths. That's what we were doing from the beginning, it’s why we got greenlit. There were never any catastrophes to avoid. They wanted blood.
+
HOVSKY: I-I… I don’t know what to think. Husik lied to us. He had to have known. He lied to us. He lied to me.
+
HOVSKY: And there’s that one report. One with his name on it.
+
HOVSKY: He cast it on himself. He really did. They were right.
+
[Hovsky swears.]
+
HOVSKY: I was so confident. I thought I knew this machine. I thought I understood it. But now I see a monstrosity. We knit together the flesh of condemned brains and gave it the power to pronounce death sentences. This thing is alive. It’s breathing. It’s breathing the same air as me.
+
HOVSKY: I don’t know what to do. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe there is an anomaly. Maybe this thing’s going to kill me.
+
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[END LOG]
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2 TESTIMONIES OMITTED
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DATE: 06/25/1972
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: I don’t get it. I don’t get it. I don’t get it.
+
HOVSKY: I keep on going over it. I checked Husik's derivation like a hundred times, and then I checked the code twice as much. I tried to run the fucking numbers by hand. I've been poking and prodding every nexus, every coordinator, and…nothing happens. Nothing.
+
HOVSKY: The biocomputers are exactly what they claim to be. All of our theories, our models, our sketches, they all check out. The harder I look, the less out of the ordinary. There’s nothing here. It all makes sense.
+
HOVSKY: I don’t get it! I don’t fucking get it!
+
+
[END LOG]
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DATE: 07/10/1972
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: I forgot about the hole. I walked by it and laughed out loud.
+
HOVSKY: What was I thinking? A hole out? Really? [laughs]
+
HOVSKY: Then what would I do? Waltz outside, covered in dirt, and hope not to get caught? Did I think I’d be able to dig far enough to leave the site entirely? [snorts] I don’t even know how to build props. Let alone do I have the material.
+
HOVSKY: I spent hours, days hacking at that wall. And all I have to show for it are a few inches.
+
HOVSKY: What a joke.
+
+
[END LOG]
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1 TESTIMONY OMITTED
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DATE: 07/31/1972
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: I read the last book. I went through all the literature. All of it. I'm done.
+
HOVSKY: It was a book on organic chemistry. Riveting stuff really. I was reeling in my chair.
+
[Silence.]
+
HOVSKY: Sometime recently I started having these…episodes. I don't know what to call them, I just get this terrible feeling. I’m suddenly filled with this looming dread. And there’s this crushing weight on my chest, squeezing my lungs and I can’t fucking breathe… I collapse, clawing, raking at my neck, gasping and begging for a breath. Then the tears well up, sight gets blurry, and I want to scream but I can’t. I can’t. I just can’t.
+
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[END LOG]
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8 TESTIMONIES OMITTED
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DATE: 10/14/1972
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: I ran my death by the theorem. I said, “Fuck it. Let’s find out when I die. At this rate I’ll kill myself anyway, so might as well find out when.”
+
HOVSKY: And you know what came out?
+
HOVSKY: Nineteen eighty one. In January or something. My complete and utter obliteration. I’ll be annihilated.
+
HOVSKY: Took two weeks to compute. I’ll reiterate: it took two weeks to predict something that’ll happen in ten years. I suppose the fact that I'm locked up in here probably makes for a relatively easy calculation—as much as the Foundation's keeping me from the outside world, they're also keeping the outside world from getting to me.
+
HOVSKY: But the second that door opens? The second that door opens, the chances of me surviving are so spectacularly slim, I'm pretty much already dead.
+
[Hovsky laughs.]
+
HOVSKY: We’d never had a test case which had a prediction more than a month in advance, and the longest convergence period was three weeks. But me, my death, ten years from now? It’s so terribly certain that convergence took only two weeks, ten years in advance.
+
HOVSKY: At least I’ve got a decade before I go. Am I right?
+
+
[END LOG]
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12 TESTIMONIES OMITTED
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DATE: 12/25/1972
+Note: Reduced for the sake of brevity.
+
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY:[hyperventilating] I’m gonna die. I’m gonna die. I don’t wanna die. I don’t wanna die in here. Not in here. I wanna get out, [unintelligible] I need to get out. I need to fucking get out! I need out. I need out. Let me out, let me out, [unintelligible]
+
[Hovsky sobs violently, between periods of intermittent screaming.]
+
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[END LOG]
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1 TESTIMONY OMITTED
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+
Analysis and Investigation
+
+
• Hovsky shows a clear initial intention to escape her confinement. However, this behavior is according to the Ethics Committee’s expectation, since she has been assigned research under duress. Notably, no mention of planned escape is after 1972.
+
• Multiple displays of distress and delusion are made by Hovsky. The deterioration of her mental health began very quickly after her internment, declining to the point of being accompanied by symptoms of disorder, and reaching suicidal ideation. Importantly, knowledge of the true extent of her ideation is limited.
+
• Hovsky’s mental faculties still demonstrate advanced cognitive ability and a sense of morality. In the same stroke of breath, there are conflicting accounts of her animosity to the Foundation. Sometimes, she appears willing to cooperate, other times she is openly belligerent. It is unclear whether her threats are earnest, or whether they are more delirious ramblings.
+
• Failure to maintain Hovsky’s living quarters constitutes a violation of prior Ethics Committee resolution by means of willful neglect.
HOVSKY: It's been a while, sorry for not updating you. It's hard to keep track of time lately and, honestly, I don't really want to. There’s this fog in my head stopping me from getting anything done. It hurts sometimes.
+
HOVSKY: Everything keeps piling up. I’m getting lazier. I’m not cleaning up after myself like I used too. Sometimes I snap out of it, realize I’m doing nothing. Most of the time I’m staring at my computer. I wake up everyday, walk a few feet to my desk, and click, click, and click. Lying around, rotting away. The only productive things I do now are in these little moments of lucidity. And then I have another episode and lose myself again.
+
HOVSKY: But I’ve been a bit better this week. I tidied up a bit, and got back to working. I keep on going over that interview with Husik. There’s something he wants to say but doesn’t know how. There’s something there. I don’t know what it is, but I know that he left me the clues to figure it out.
+
HOVSKY: It isn’t a hunch. You haven’t spent years staring at this machine like I have. I know it inside out. I went back and proved all of our formulas again. I went over the stats. I checked the logs. I did everything. I know this algorithm inside and out, I figure I understand it as well as Husik did now. It’s not anomalous, emphatically. I’m looking for something I know isn’t here.
+
HOVSKY: I just need to prove that the NICEs are entirely mundane. Not to my eyes, but to someone else’s. I know I’ve had my doubts, but year after year I just keep coming back to the same result: there’s nothing here. There is no anomaly.
+
HOVSKY: It dawned on me that they’re monitoring my vitals. Somehow, I’m not sure. I don’t think they would be sending food down a hatch otherwise, and they must have some expectation that I’ll produce research.
+
HOVSKY: My guess is that there's somebody whose whole job is to read these potentially infohazardous documents. Since they think the infohazard has something to do with the NICE’s algorithm, I can hypothetically relay information that isn’t apparently infohazardous, but still disprove their theory upon later examination.
+
HOVSKY: I know I'm grasping at straws. But what else am I supposed to do?
+
[Silence.]
+
HOVSKY: Oh. I made my thousandth crane today. Consider this my wish, my fucking hail mary.
+
+
[END LOG]
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1 TESTIMONY OMITTED
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DATE: 06/02/1973
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: I figured out which events I can evaluate. It took me so, so long. These fucking computers take a week at a minimum.
+
HOVSKY: This is by far the hardest proof by contradiction I've ever done. How could I use the NICE in such a way that disproved an infohazard’s existence? If there was an anomaly, how could they monitor my mental well-being? And how could they distinguish anomalous deterioration from normal deterioration?
+
HOVSKY: So I thought to myself: every successful prediction is proof that I used the algorithm. But, I can lie. What if I pronounced three different prompts, without all of them being true? What if I pronounced five? Seven? Ten? Every false prediction is proof that I did not suffer the supposed infohazard’s symptoms. Not to mention, there’s a timely aspect to this. I have to make a prediction every week or so, since that’s just how long the computation takes.
+
HOVSKY: Starting with that, I can create a blind test. I’ve racked my brain about it, and I think it’s impossible to generate a double-blind. Still though, if after, say, fifteen, twenty cases, it is obvious that my brain chemistry hasn’t been anomalously altered, then I’ll be free? Right? That’s just stats. Cold, hard numbers.
+
HOVSKY: I know some prompts can’t be calculated, they’ll run-off forever. I just need to input something unambiguous, and entirely unpredictable without NICE's assistance.
+
HOVSKY: So here goes nothing. For the next few entries I’ll read off the report summaries verbatim. I’ll save them as text files onto the SCiPNET local terminal. I’ll print them too. I'll make it impossible for anyone watching to miss.
+
+
[END LOG]
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DATE: 06/02/1973
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+
[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: Prompt: When will the U.S. President and General Secretary of the Soviet Union next converse?
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HOVSKY: Elastic regression factor “E” prime is set at seven point twelve $( E’ = 7.12 ).$
+
HOVSKY: Runtime “T” sub “r” is equal to twelve days, seventeen hours, twenty-six minutes, ten seconds, and thirty-eight milliseconds ($t_r$ = 12d 17h 26m 10s 38ms).
+
HOVSKY: “Alpha” sub “v” is equal to point eight two three six with an error of two ten-thousandths $( \alpha_v = 0.8236 \pm 2\cdot10^{-4} ).$
+
HOVSKY: Positive zeta correlation confirmed.
+
HOVSKY: Event dated to ten o’ two, June sixteenth, nineteen seventy-three (10:02, June 16th, 1973).
+
HOVSKY: Associate terms are “sunlight”, “tea”, “ice”, “granite”, and “saliva”.
+
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[END LOG]
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DATE: 06/24/1973
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: Prompt: When will the New York Yankees next defeat the Boston Red Sox?
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HOVSKY: Elastic regression factor “E” prime is set at six point ninety-two $( E’ = 6.92 ).$
+
HOVSKY: Runtime “T” sub “r” is equal to twenty-one days, twelve hours, eleven minutes, fifty-nine seconds, and twenty-three milliseconds ($t_r$ = 21d 12h 11m 59s 23ms).
+
HOVSKY: “Alpha” sub “v” is equal to point seven nine eight one with an error of one ten-thousandth $( \alpha_v = 0.7981 \pm \cdot10^{-4} ).$
HOVSKY: Event dated to three fifteen, July third, nineteen seventy-three (03:15, July 3rt, 1973).
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HOVSKY: Associate terms are “chalk”, “grass”, “summer”, “wood”, and “skin”.
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7 TESTIMONIES OMITTED
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DATE: 09/11/1973
+Note: Reduced for the sake of brevity.
+
+
[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY:[mumbling] I don’t think I can do twenty. Not twenty, twenty’s a lot. I don’t have that much time. I need to get out. Twenty’s way too much. Not twenty. Twenty’s gonna take five years. No, carry the two. Multiply. Eight. Eight years. At least. That’s too long. I’ll be dying by then. I’m gonna run out of time, I can’t do twenty. Not twenty. Twenty’s too much.
HOVSKY: Prompt: When will the incumbent Secretary General of the North Atlantic Treaty Organization retire?
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HOVSKY: Elastic regression factor “E” prime is set at seven point oh eight $( E’ = 7.08 ).$
+
HOVSKY: Runtime “T” sub “r” is equal to fourteen days, thirteen hours, three minutes, fifty-two seconds, and eleven milliseconds ($t_r$ = 14d 13h 03m 52s 11ms).
+
HOVSKY: “Alpha” sub “v” is equal to point eight oh nine two with an error of one ten-thousandth $( \alpha_v = 0.8092 \pm \cdot10^{-4} ).$
+
HOVSKY: Negative zeta correlation confirmed.
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HOVSKY: Event dated to sixteen forty-one, November tenth, nineteen seventy-four (16:31, November 10th, 1974).
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HOVSKY: Associate terms are “boat”, “nylon”, “pen”, “carpet”, and “air”.
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[END LOG]
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DATE: 12/30/1974
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY:[giggles] They updated the file today. I’m an afterword baby.
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HOVSKY: It’s now listed that I'm the sole researcher assigned to studying SCP-CONRAD. Do you know why they did that? Can you imagine why they’d do that? Out of the blue?
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HOVSKY: I can. It’s because somebody is listening after all, I was right. You really fell for it. So let me introduce myself.
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HOVSKY: Hi there. It’s me. Alex. Hovsky. Alexandra Hovsky. Doctor Hovsky, if you will. That’s me. Yours truly.
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HOVSKY: It's nice to know you're there. I've been pretty lonely down here…you couldn't even begin to understand. I know I'm right under you. You work here, I know you do, just upstairs. When you clock into your nine-to-five, I'm already here. And when you get to go home, I'm still here.
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HOVSKY: I’ve been down here for seven years. Do you know what seven years are? I missed out on the better part of a decade. Did we get through with Vietnam? Did Nixon get reelected? I wouldn’t fucking know. Because you trapped me in here. Yes, you. You. If you’re listening, then you’ve got a hand in it. So let me tell you something. And I want to be understood, so I’ll slow down. Enunciate nice and clear.
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HOVSKY: I found it. The demon in this machine. It gnaws and thrashes, rabid. Ripping and tearing at the mind when it can’t find flesh. It’ll find you. If there’s anything, a stolen glance, the slightest remark, the mere thought of my presence, then I can assure you, it’s caught your scent. It knows you.
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HOVSKY: I’m ready to sic it on you. Run. Hide. Do something.
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[END LOG]
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Analysis and Investigation
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• Hovsky is acutely aware of her monitoring. Inaction may prove to worsen her mental state by fueling self-doubt.
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• Increasingly apparent symptoms of cognitive impairment are demonstrated. Namely, the method by which Hovsky aims to prove her sanity is exceedingly tenuous. Consider:
+ • It is known that usage of the NICE (thereby, exposure to the anomaly), leads to a strong desire to make further use of the SCP-CONRAD, the urge to explain it to others, and intense, paranoid, cognitive impairment.
+ • If Hovsky accurately predicts an event which she could not without usage of the NICE, it is uncontroversial evidence of exposure to the infohazard, and therefore, should lead to the aforementioned symptoms.
+ • If Hovsky inaccurately predicts an event, it is proof the anomaly does not produce its supposed symptoms, since she withheld from using the machine and/or withheld from sharing it with others.
+ • Over time, by balancing true and false predictions, it may be safely concluded whether or not the symptoms of SCP-CONRAD are correctly described in its documentation.
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• Despite the feasibility of the method, Hovsky is incoherent and fails to properly articulate the proper, logical train of thought expected of a highly-educated Foundation researcher. This may be considered a preliminary indicator of exposure to infohazardous effects.
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• Moreover, in the circumstance that Hovsky’s method proves her sanity, it does not disprove the existence of SCP-CONRAD. Instead, it only disproves our current understanding of its anomalous functionality.
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• Hovsky continues to make multiple displays of distress and delusion. Animosity and belligerence toward Foundation personnel escalate to the level of open-ended and veiled threats.
HOVSKY: Prompt: When will Site CONRAD’s Director die?
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HOVSKY:Elastic regression factor “E” prime is set at six point nine nine$( E’ = 6.99).$
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HOVSKY:Runtime “T” sub “r” is equal to twenty-three days, five hours, thirty-three minutes, twenty-four seconds, and fifty milliseconds ($t_r$ = 23d 05h 33m 24s 50ms).
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HOVSKY:“Alpha” sub “v” is equal to point eight zero one five with an error of one thousandth$( \alpha_v = 0.8015 \pm \cdot10^{-4} ).$
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HOVSKY:Positive zeta correlation confirmed.
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HOVSKY:Event dated to seven o’ four, February twelfth, nineteen seventy-five (7:04, February 12th, 1975).
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HOVSKY: Associate terms are "gunpowder", "panic", "blackout", "kevlar", "stray"
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[END LOG]
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DATE: 01/07/1975
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: Prompt: When will the lead Foundation staff member responsible for containing SCP-CONRAD die?
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HOVSKY:Elastic regression factor “E” prime is set at seven point one zero$( E’ = 7.10 ).$
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HOVSKY:Runtime “T” sub “r” is equal to nineteen days, eighteen hours, thirty minutes, five seconds, and forty-six milliseconds ($t_r$ = 13d 18h 30m 05s 46ms).
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HOVSKY:“Alpha” sub “v” is equal to point eight oh seven five with an error of one thousandth$( \alpha_v = 0.8075 \pm \cdot10^{-4} ).$
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HOVSKY:Positive zeta correlation confirmed.
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HOVSKY:Event dated to seven forty-two, February twelfth, nineteen seventy-five (07:42, February 12th, 1975).
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HOVSKY: Associate terms are “five”, “five”, “five”, “five”, and “five”.
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[END LOG]
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DATE: 01/07/1975
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: Prompt: When will the SCiPNET Database Specialist deployed at Site CONRAD die?
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HOVSKY:Elastic regression factor “E” prime is set at seven point zero zero$( E’ = 7.00 ).$
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HOVSKY:Runtime “T” sub “r” is equal to eleven days, twenty-one hours, fifty-four minutes, fifty-seven seconds, and twenty-seven milliseconds ($t_r$ = 11d 21h 54m 57s 21ms).
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HOVSKY:“Alpha” sub “v” is equal to point seven nine two six with an error of one thousandth$( \alpha_v = 0.7926 \pm \cdot10^{-4} ).$
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HOVSKY:Positive zeta correlation confirmed.
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HOVSKY:Event dated to six fifty, February twelfth, nineteen seventy-five (6:50, February 12th, 1975).
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HOVSKY: Associate terms are “capsule”, “blur”, “tripwire”, “lungs”, and “flash”.
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[END LOG]
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DATE: 01/07/1975
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: Prompt: When will the leading conspirator of Moshe Husik’s execution die?
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HOVSKY:Elastic regression factor “E” prime is set at six point eight three$( E’ = 6.83 ).$
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HOVSKY:Runtime “T” sub “r” is equal to twenty-six days, two hours, thirty-three minutes, eleven seconds, and zero milliseconds ($t_r$ = 26d 02h 33m 01s 00ms).
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HOVSKY:“Alpha” sub “v” is equal to point eight one eight oh with an error of one ten-thousandth$( \alpha_v = 0.8180 \pm \cdot10^{-4} ).$
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HOVSKY:Positive zeta correlation confirmed.
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HOVSKY:Event dated to seven forty-one, February eleventh, nineteen seventy-five (7:41, February 11th, 1975).
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HOVSKY: Associate terms are “tongue”, “smoke”, “pool”, “overseer", and “coat”.
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[END LOG]
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DATE: 01/07/1975
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[BEGIN LOG]
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HOVSKY: Prompt: When will former SCP Internal Affairs staff member Enora Drennan die?
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HOVSKY:Elastic regression factor “E” prime is set at seven point one zero$( E’ = 7.10 ).$
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HOVSKY:Runtime “T” sub “r” is equal to nine days, one hour, six minutes, twenty-two seconds, and thiry-one milliseconds ($t_r$ = 09d 18h 30m 22s 31ms).
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HOVSKY:“Alpha” sub “v” is equal to point eight oh seven five with an error of one thousandth$( \alpha_v = 0.8075 \pm \cdot10^{-4} ).$
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HOVSKY:Positive zeta correlation confirmed.
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HOVSKY:Event dated to seven thirty-one, February twelfth, nineteen seventy-five (07:31, February 12th, 1975).
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HOVSKY: Associate terms are “five”, “five”, “five”, “five”, and “five”.
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[END LOG]
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Analysis and Investigation
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• Hovsky makes credible and targeted threats toward high-ranking Foundation personnel, personnel linked to SCP-CONRAD’s containment, personnel personally related to herself, in violation of the Code of Ethics.
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• The violence invoked by Hovsky extends far beyond the reasonably expected scope and scale of personal animosities, indicating a minimum level of cognitive damage.
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COMMITTEE VOTE SUMMARY:
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ABSTAIN
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Date Cast: 02/04/1975
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Resolution: The Ethics Committee has determined to annul its preceding resolution to safeguard the Foundation staff member Alexandra Hovsky.
O5-3’s eyes are already on this. There’s no need to spam me with documents I already have. I’m working for three more council members than usual, my inbox is full enough as it is.
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Besides, the resolution is inconsequential. It’s abundantly clear that no action will be taken against Hovsky, because, at the end of the day, no action can be taken against her. Either you haven’t been paying attention or you can’t read in between the lines.
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Appropriate security measures have already been put in place. A squadron from Epsilon-11 has already been garrisoned at CONRAD, and the site's non-essential staff have all been given a day off. Targeted personnel have agreed to contain themselves as well.
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With the site's appropriation into the Antimemetics Division, I quite literally cannot disclose the anomalies we'll be transferring offsite. All you need to know is that the situation is under control. Regardless, this matter is beyond your jurisdiction; had it been apropos, you would have been notified. The Ethics Committee simply isn't relevant here.
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Also, we aren't friends, Cooper. Don’t call me by my first name.
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Respectfully,
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3/7865 LEVEL 3/7865
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Item #: SCP-7865
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Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: Rhizomatic constellations conceptually associated with SCP-7865-1 are to be surveyed and identified. Use of noospheric tracing to delineate query boundaries is authorized to identify possible targets who, in turn, are to be detained and undergo conceptual reshuffling until they are released by SCP-7865-2. In response to a PRONUNCIATION event, these individuals must be secured and executed safely.
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Description: SCP-7865-1 is a set of biological computers located at Site CONRAD, known as the Neural Interface Computational Engines (NICE). Each engine comprises an assemblage of sixteen conjoined neural masses housed in three chambers, suspended in cerebrospinal fluid. The assemblages are coupled with a classic electronic transistor computer and a basic biological subsistence framework.
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Last surviving image of SCP-7865-1’s development, under the operation of SCP-7865-3 (left).
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The computers operate by interpreting text prompts through a superconclusive biological matrix to recursively integrate macrostatistical events, effectuating an algorithm which converges on solutions to the Husik macrostatiscal evaluation theorem. As per the theorem, convergence is only achieved for high-likelihood events. Unlikely events or ambiguous prompts will result in a failure to track noetic point-alignment, generating extremely long or infinite runtimes. Thus, artificial conceptual reshuffling is considered the most effective method to prolong runtimes, which will eventually force the cessation of a prompt’s query.
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SCP-7865-2 is an infovore deployed by usage of the Husik theorem. The entity enables the NICE to increase the likelihood of a queried event, inducing convergent solutions. Analysis has demonstrated statistically unlikely rhizomatic associations invariably associated with PRONUNCIATION events. As such, it is presumed the infovore is capable of influencing noospheric conditions in order to promote the occurrence of events beyond its physical vicinity.
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SCP-7865-3 is the provisional designation for the former Foundation junior researcher Alexandra Hovsky. It is currently sealed within SCP-7865-1's containment chamber at Site CONRAD, granting it control over SCP-7865's primary anomaly.
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Hovsky is hostile to the Foundation and has targeted multiple Foundation personnel with SCP-7865-1, producing death sentences. Instances in which these sentences are announced are referred to as SCP-7865-PRONUNCIATION events within internal protocol.
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It is considered impossible to neutralize SCP-7865 prior to January 14th, 1981.
SCP-7865-1 was created by the defunct Department of Applied Mathematics in the late 1950s at Site CONRAD. It was intended as a means to prevent containment breaches and catastrophes. Authorization to use anomalous techniques was given to construct it, although its consequent anomalous effects were unforeseen. Initially, the success of the project warranted further investment, until misuse led to the discovery of SCP-7865-2. This resulted in the death of many senior research staff and the dissolution of the Department of Applied Mathematics.
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SCP-7865-2 initially was misidentified as a memetic agent, and steps were taken to isolate its research. Accordingly, due to the immobility of the biocomputers, Site CONRAD gradually was developed into a research site for cognitohazardous and antimemetic anomalies. Over time, it became the central locus of the Antimemetic Division. However, further innovations in noetic visualization technologies and retrospective investigation into PRONUNCIATION events have proven the existence of the infovore.
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Concurrently, Alexandra Hovsky had defected from the Foundation in the late 1950s, during the incident in which the NICE were first misused. Given the potential applications of the NICE, Hovsky was reinstated as the lead researcher for SCP-7865 following her recovery in 1969. Under the pretense of a potential infohazard, she was quarantined within the containment cell of the biocomputers.
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On January 7th 1975, SCP-7865-3 initiated its first PRONOUNCIATION event, resulting in the near total destruction of Site CONRAD. This event renewed interest in the anomaly and led to its current reclassification. In an effort to avert future catastrophe, the site has been converted into a modernized containment zone solely dedicated to SCP-7865. The previous staff of the site, pertaining to the Antimemetics Division, have since been fully relocated to the division’s main hub, Site 167.
[06:00] All Site CONRAD personnel are alerted as specified by lockdown protocol. Targeted individuals are within standard humanoid containment cells, and all transferable anomalies are confirmed to have been moved off-site.
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[06:12] Internal Affairs Archivist Drennan attempts to page Director Everhart in regards to the containment of an unidentified anomaly, but does not receive a response.
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[06:13] Drennan continues attempting to contact Everhart unsuccessfully.
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[06:14] An internal watchdog AI alerts SCiPNET Database Specialist Koans of repeated messages containing an antimemetic signature. He is unable to access his terminal due to containment.
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[06:20] Drennan begins violently banging against her cell door, screaming for help.
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[06:24] The unanswered notice is automatically forwarded to the Director.
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[06:25] Everhart, due to inexperience, assumes the notice is a warning regarding the containment of the Database Specialist, rather than directed to him.
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[06:26] She abruptly leaves her office.
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[06:28] Drennan attracts the attention of a patrolling guard, who unlocks her door. Drennan pleads with the guard to radio the Director regarding the containment of an unspecified antimemetic anomaly.
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[06:30] Everhart enters Koans’ cell to interrogate him.
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[06:31] Drennan convinces the guard to bring her to Everhart's office.
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[06:33] The office is found empty.
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[06:34] In compliance with CONRAD lockdown protocol, a containment breach is suspected and MTF Epsilon-11 members are directed to increase their mnestic dosage.
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[06:35] Operation command receives the alert and directs all personnel to increase mnestic dosages on the sitewide intercom.
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[06:36] Everhart administers herself mnestics. Koans is provided with the surplus capsules, before the two begin returning to the office.
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[06:36] Koans, who had no prior experience with mnestics, ingests all the remaining capsules.
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[06:40] After arriving at the Director’s office, Drennan and the guard question whether Everhart and Koans have been compromised by an antimemetic anomaly.
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[06:43] An Epsilon-11 unit enters Site CONRAD to resolve the reported containment breach, arriving at the standoff.
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[06:50] Two factions form among the present personnel, divided between Drennan and Everhart. A hostage exchange is proposed, and Drennan volunteers herself. Koans volunteers on Everhart's behalf.
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[06:51] Drennan is detained in a containment cell, while Koans is detained in Everhart's office.
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[06:55] The specialist notices the prior notification regarding Drennan's messages.
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[06:56] He convinces a pair of MTF Epsilon-11 members to escort him in an attempt to locate the unidentified antimemetic anomaly.
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[07:00] Koans begins to experience symptoms of mnestic overexposure, including impairment of cognitive function.
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[07:01] Koans mistakenly attempts to access SCP-7865's containment cell, triggering a sitewide alarm. The Epsilon-11 members immediately terminate him.
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[07:02] The sudden alarm causes the standoff to escalate into open combat. All MTF members within the site immediately rush toward the administrative wing.
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[07:10] During the crossfire, Site CONRAD's water utilities are damaged. This causes the faulty water heating unit in SCP-7865's wing to burst, flooding the site infrastructure through a hole dug by SCP-7865-3.
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[07:11] Damage to the site's generators cause a sitewide blackout to occur. Video footage is lost for the majority of the site.
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[07:12] The remaining Epsilon-11 units are immediately deployed. Upon reaching the administrative wing, they are fired upon by personnel within the site. Due to the power outage, units are unable to discern the affiliations of personnel within the site.
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[07:13] Epsilon-11 units receive authorization to return fire and begin indiscriminately terminating hostiles within the site.
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[07:14] [REDACTED]
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[07:16] Backup generators activate. Director Everhart is confirmed deceased. Hostilities continue among site personnel.
There we go, we’ve done it. SCP-7865 has been confirmed as neutralized. Let’s all give ourselves a pat on the back. We did it, we’ve slain that terror of our own creation.
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Let the records show that on January 14th 1981 we obliterated Alexandra Hovsky. In fact, the wholesale deletion of containment Site CONRAD should be remarked upon as the most steadfast and complete destruction of non-anomalous property by the Foundation to date. Moreover, the most thorough and unmitigated elimination of a singular, mundane person. Now, in the ruins of that small apocalypse, we are left to press ourselves the question: Why?
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SCP-7865 hails from a long legacy of Foundation-backed predictive technology. Each has their own advantages and drawbacks. Anomalies like SCP-377 and SCP-1244 give trustworthy predictions, but lack directability. Some, like SCP-411 and SCP-552 are psychologically hindered by their own anomalous capabilities. Other objects, such as SCP-3324 prove themselves to be excessively intrusive, going as far as to potentially alter causality to ensure their predictions. Even the most reliable options, such as SCP-2412 and SCP-657 aren’t perfect, with their conditions severely restricting their usage. Developing a general-purpose, remotely actionable predictor has been sought after for generations. Ever since it’s been theorized, and shown to be vaguely possible, the Foundation has funded the research. Dozens of well-grounded attempts have been made. Hundreds more will inevitably be made. To say it simply, SCP-7865 was utterly unexceptional. For our standards, perhaps even ordinary.
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Yet, it warranted unprecedented backlash. When we stormed CONRAD, we made sure every facet of the operation was secure - not a single drop of resistance could be tolerated. Meticulously, we worked to prevent any possibility of retaliation, empowered with the highest scrutiny of science: AI-assisted cognitohazard filters, Scranton stabilizers, three separate mobile MTF units, noospheric topologists, ontokinetic disruptors, and mnestic specialists were all deployed for the neutralization attempt. All the while, an overhead orbital cannon aligned itself for emergency pulverization as a myriad of conceptual applicators scrambled the literal idea of Alexandra Hovsky.
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That which remains of SCP-7865 is a pit in the ground. Containment Site CONRAD was positively removed from the face, and guts, of the Earth. Hovsky is “presumed” dead.
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Yes, it is no secret that this was revenge. Justice, at best, was an afterthought. In the time I've served as O5-3's personal assistant, I'd grown numb; it never struck me as odd that they were the vengeful sort. After all, I had my own vendettas. This isn’t an industry known for dragging in the kind-hearted.
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So, I was unfazed that day when SCP-7865 showed up in my inbox. It was another email to answer. Between the pattern screamers and blood rituals, it was just another file in the archives. Truth be told, the only impression it left on me was that of a deep, earnest annoyance. That’s what happens when the Ethics Committee gets involved. The emails become meetings, and suddenly you have to pretend you care.
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But weeks after Hovsky became another nameless pile of ash, I couldn't stop asking why. How could we have been so careless? How’d such a commonplace, possibly beneficial research endeavor quickly escalate into one of the largest internal threats the Foundation’s ever handled? Were we truly as incompetent as she'd seemed to believe? There have been Class IV reality benders and imminent XK-Class scenarios that have killed less overseers than SCP-7865. All while Hovsky, the immortal mastermind behind it, was otherwise completely mundane.
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After O5-3's death finally passed, I found myself suddenly free to scour the entirety of SCP-7865's documentation. I’ve got a heavy-duty binder with over three thousand pages about every possible detail - archived paperwork, inquest files, council memos. I interviewed the people in Information Security that redact the data. I stitched shredded sheets back together. I've even got x-ray analyses of blacked-out sentences.
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Don't call it an obsession; I do my job, and make sure to do it well. Though, throughout my entire career in the Foundation, never has a paper trail been so hard to follow. Individual reports seemed to differ drastically between iterations, and conflicting stories came from the same people. Protocol and legislation were nonexistent. All the while, the pressing question of "why?" echoed in my mind.
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There's something that remains unspoken. Or, arguably, there’s something which we chose not to hear. It was always there. A realization that Hovsky had many years after Husik decided to bite his tongue. Unspoken, albeit well understood.
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It is certain, beyond any statistical doubt, that SCP-7865-2 does not and has never existed. Continued topological observation of the conceptual constellation associated with SCP-7865-2 has unmistakably proven its preserved existence. With contemporary developments in conceptual mapping, the fact is irrefutable: SCP-7865-2's rhizomatic framework consists of nothing more than itself. It was an unbelievable oversight, akin to a child mistaking a crane for folded paper.
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But it'd be a greater mistake to believe that it was nothing more than a childish naivete. If Hovsky figured it out, then surely, at least Drennan must have realized as well. Is it really plausible that the people who’ve worked on this problem the longest failed to understand it? After one year? After five years? After a decade?
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It’s hubris. An honest, abject conceit forced its hand against admitting that a miscalculation was once made. We’d made a deal with Hovsky. The Ethic Committee was watching. It’s not like we could just knock on CONRAD’s door and say sorry. That’d mean someone else was in the wrong. That’d mean it was someone else’s fault. That would mean someone else should’ve been punished. And we couldn’t let that happen.
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SCP-7865 was made an anomaly. We made a file. We reclassified. We redesignated. Pepper some misinformation here, place a tight-lipped division there. As long as Hovsky’s contained.
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We primed the circumstances which guaranteed SCP-7865 its reign. Hovsky was right. As was Husik before her. There was never any anomaly to be found. We were looking for nothing. When Hovsky discovered the date of her death to be wildly beyond any of her own expectations, she finally came to understand the truth, for all the significance it really had. Our arrogance was abused to exact the revenge she deserved.
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For that crime, we punished her. The beast once named Alexandra Hovsky was bewildered, gaunt, and elderly the day I killed her. We had stopped sending her food weeks prior to the operation. The PRONUNCIATION events ceased, her SCiPNET terminal became inactive, and she stopped recording her journal entries. Still, her vitals somehow demonstrated a stubborn livelihood. It was not enough to let her die in silence.
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We opened the vault and found her feral, scared, and alone. The fluorescent light bulbs had all burned out. Outside the dim glow of computer monitors, she lived in the dead, quiet dark. She shied away, hissing at the floodlights. The brightness revealed the dried blood caking the skin around her mouth and down her chin, staining her matted hairs and long, scraggly nails. It became apparent that she survived by dining on the sprawling, cancerous mass of the NICE’s brain. It had taken its toll.
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That diseased thing was irretrievable. It needed to be put down. We annihilated it, cauterizing the wound we left in this world.
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I’ll be the first to take responsibility. On account of our treatment of SCP-7865, I am stepping down from my position as Overseer Representative. I will not assume the position of O5-3.
Foundation recruitment ad featuring SCP-7998-1 instance Idris Elhassan.
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Special Containment Procedures: Due to a lack of knowledge regarding SCP-7998's origin, containment is currently deemed impossible. Due to SCP-7998’s widespread and continuous effect on all DNA-based life, containment of SCP-7998-1 instances has necessitated the Lifted Veil Protocol.
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Description: SCP-7998 is a probabilistic phenomenon which greatly increases the likelihood of extreme anomalous mutation in organisms. Mutated organisms are referred to as SCP-7998-1. This is most common in humans, of which 0.3% are SCP-7998-1 instances. The likelihood of 7998-influenced mutation is directly correlated with similarity to the human genome. This means that organisms that are less genetically related to homo sapiens are less likely to exhibit anomalous mutations.
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In the decades following SCP-7998's initial appearance, SCP-7998-1 instances have become integral to all aspects of Foundation's operations. Approximately 70% of adult human SCP-7998-1 instances are employed by the Foundation, with the remaining 30% of instances largely consisting of individuals with "low-value" mutations.
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The integration of -1 instances with the Foundation has significantly improved effectiveness across all departments. Lifted Veil Protocols have resulted in more robust and cost-efficient methods of capturing and containing anomalies. The use of -1 instances with immortality, regenerative abilities, or the ability to clone themselves has made the need for D-Class personnel obsolete. Anomalous research has greatly accelerated, with over 5% of mainlist anomalies being reclassified as "Gödel".Gödel-class anomalies can be explained using anomalous science.. Additionally, the severity and frequency of containment breaches have been steadily decreasing over the last 50 years.
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Notable SCP-7998-1 instances include:
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Maya Whitney (no codename): Retroactively classified as a -1 instance, Dr. Whitney is a humanoid reptile who began working for the Foundation in 1982. Whitney's abnormally long lifespan allowed her to work for 79 years before retiring in 2061. Genetic testing indicates that she's the oldest known -1 instance, being born over 50 years before SCP-7998's widespread appearance. The implications of this are under research.
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Fong Fú Wen (“Worldwalker”): Previously classified as a hostile anomaly, Ms. Fong was recently hired by the Foundation to assist in securing anomalies. Small, fluid-filled organs within her wrists allow her to create "portals" that can be used to instantly travel long distances.
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Idris Elhassan (“Grandmaster”): Dr. Elhassan’s non-Euclidean brain structure leads him to frequently design unorthodox (yet effective) containment solutions to high-priority anomalies. It also renders him incapable of differentiating music from randomly assorted sounds and results in a condition similar to narcolepsy.
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Ernest (“Dr. Henderson”): An immortal shapeshifting silverback gorilla. Hostile and highly dangerous. Containment efforts are ongoing.
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Sasha Ivanovich (“Archmage”): Due to abnormal bone growth, Mr. Ivanovich’s skeleton is covered in thaumaturgic runes that allow him to fly, withstand extreme heat/cold, and communicate with the dead (without the use of conventional methods).
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████████ ████ ("O5-3"): The Foundation's primary public spokesperson. Due to an antimemetic anomaly involving O5-3's social mannerisms, their anomalous properties cannot be fully understood.
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Raphael De Santi (no codename): See below.
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Expanded Profile – Raphael De Santi: Born on May 11, 2050, Dr. De Santi has a golden moray eel in place of of a left arm. The eel.Informally known as “Lefty.” is approximately 76cm long and terminates at De Santi’s left shoulder. Lefty The eel’s brain is connected to De Santi's, resulting in them sharing attitudes towards their environment. For this reason, personnel should not feel threatened by De Santi’s presence. The eel will not harm them.
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Dr. De Santi is a level 3 Foundation researcher and the primary editor of the SCP-7998 file. Using himself as the primary subject, he has begun researching the experience of SCP-7998-1 individuals.
Dr. De Santi cannot speak with eels or other aquatic life.
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Dr. De Santi cannot breathe underwater or hold his breath for an abnormally long time.
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The shared attitudes between De Santi and his eel arm occasionally cause him to spend time in dark and sheltered spaces (e.g., underneath tables). This results in negative social and emotional consequences for De Santi.
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Days where De Santi's behavior is significantly affected by the eel's brain are called "Eel Days." For most of his life, De Santi dreads these days.
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Dr. De Santi cannot perform at the level of his anomalous colleagues, despite graduating at the top of his class at University College London.
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Dr. De Santi cannot produce large electric charges like an electric eel.
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Dr. De Santi is treated like he's the stupidest person in the room.
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Dr. De Santi can eat food using the eel. It does not know how to drink water. This is completely useless.
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Dr. De Santi does not know which is worse:
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School, where everything was expected of him.
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Work, where nothing is expected of him.
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Dr. De Santi hates his coworkers.
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Dr. De Santi does not know if eels are capable of hate.
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One day, De Santi will drive for 5 hours to the beaches of Western Italy. There, he will cut off his arm so that the eel may return to the sea.
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Moray eels cannot survive in Mediterranean waters.
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EDITS AWAITING APPROVAL
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Edited by Doctor Raphael Fernando De Santi
+PhD in bioengineering
+SCP Foundation Researcher
+Clinically depressed
+Not that any of it matters anymore
To:ten.pics|itnasedr#ten.pics|itnasedr
+From:ten.pics|ivelm#ten.pics|ivelm
+Subject: Potential transfer
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I just saw your edits to the SCP-7998 file. See me in my office when you clock in tomorrow.
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Miriam Levi, PhD
+Head of Public Relations (Europe)
+Clearance Level 5
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Personal Relations Archive
+Source: Security camera
+Location: Office of Doctor Miriam Levi
+Date: 04/10/2081
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(De Santi opens the door to Levi's office. Levi is drumming her fingers on her desk. Her hair, along with most of her office supplies, are floating weightlessly in the air.)
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Levi: Mister— doctor De Santi. Please take a seat.
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(De Santi sits. He points at a pen floating next to him.)
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De Santi: Is this… this is normal, right?
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Levi: Oh, yes! That's just a bit of a nervous habit. It's been a long day. Long few days, actually.
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(Several pens fall to the ground. The other objects remain suspended.)
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Levi: Sorry my office is such a mess.
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De Santi: It's okay.
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(De Santi looks at a small succulent floating above the desk. His focus returns to Levi.)
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De Santi: You wanted to talk about my editing?
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Levi: Yes. I saw you talk about how… disconnected you felt from the other faculty, and I thought you might be more suited to work in another department.
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De Santi: You're demoting me.
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Levi: No, I'm not removing you from your position. And I'm not 'politely asking for you to resign'. I'm giving you a choice, and a lot of the information surrounding that choice is classified.
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De Santi: I'm confused. If it's classified, how would I know what to choose?
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Levi: I can't give the exact figures, but I have the authority to give you partial, temporary clearance.
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By the time the Foundation showed itself to the public, it had already prepared a PR campaign. They were the ones doing the dirty work necessary to keep everyone safe. The PR team focused on the tech innovations, published some research on amnestic therapy for trauma. When people had doubts, they showed off all the scary things the Foundation had captured and killed over the years. The Foundation had been doing the right thing, but it took a lot of work to get the public to believe it.
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It worked, eventually. It was clear how much they needed us, especially when we knew more about the superheroes than anyone else.
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De Santi: How much was there to know? The current file hardly says anything.
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Levi: We had experts in anomalous science, books for disciplines the rest of the world didn't know existed. That also meant we were pretty successful when it came to hiring superheroes. We kept hiring them for decades. For the past couple of years, the other shoe's been dropping. We spent decades making ourselves look friendly, and now they're going back to thinking we're mysterious.
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De Santi: So we're losing funding?
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Levi: We're losing respect. People are trying to deal with anomalies themselves instead of calling, governments are pushing back more and more. The public doesn't see us as human anymore — they're starting to think we're just freaks caging freaks.
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But you, you get how they feel. You know what it's like to be… to be…
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De Santi: Normal?
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Levi: I— if that's what you want to call it.
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(The office supplies have settled on the floor. The corner of a document rises and falls to Levi's breath.)
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Levi: I'm asking you to join PR. Talk to some civvies, write some articles, make a real difference. We can media train you for the press.
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De Santi: … I think you've made a mistake.
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(De Santi begins to stand. Levi takes her arms off the desk.)
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Levi: If you just listened to what I'm offering—
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De Santi: I'm here for research! Do you think I applied to this damn place so I could do interviews?
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Levi: I know, I know. I realize why you're here. You joined the Foundation to make a difference. And I'm trying to give you that. I know this isn't what you had in mind, but it's— you're cut out for it. Much more than I am.
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Much more than you're cut out to sit in a lab.
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(De Santi and Levi stare at each other.)
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Levi: You don't have to come to a decision now. Just think about it, okay?
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(De Santi stands up, then pauses.)
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De Santi: I will.
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(De Santi leaves. The desk falls two inches, its legs crashing against the floor. Levi relaxes in her chair.)
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+Addendum: Janet Eisner, an SCP-7998-1 instance who doesn't need to sleep, has been rapidly outpacing her coworkers. Working for between 14 and 18 hours a day, Eisner has been promoted several times, advancing from a new hire to head researcher over the span of 10 months. This process typically takes 3-7 years. Most recently, she's surpassed Dr. De Santi's push for promotion and become the head researcher for SCP-7998.
Raphael De Santi, PhD
+Primary Editor (SCP-7998)
+Clearance Level 3
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Foundation recruitment ad featuring an SCP-7998-1 instance.
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Personal Relations Archive
+Source: Studio camera, wireless earpiece
+Location: Site-91 main sound stage
+Date: 07/07/2082
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(Raphael De Santi and O5-3 are sitting at a news desk. Both of them have earpieces. Film crew members walk in and out of frame.)
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Broadcast Director Marte Coletti: Everyone get ready, we're recording in 60 seconds.
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Levi:(Over De Santi's earpiece.) You still nervous?
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De Santi: Of course I am! How am I supposed to do well with someone like this?
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Levi: I'm having Overseer Three interview you because they're experienced. They can walk you through it so that they're practically interviewing themselves. Don't think of this as a competition. It's more like… A dance. They know how to lead, so you just need to follow.
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De Santi: I don't know how to dance.
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Coletti: Recording in five, four…
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Levi: You'll learn.
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(The studio goes silent.)
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O5-3: Good afternoon, everyone, and welcome to Weird World: your best source on the latest anomalies. I'm your host, [OVERSEER THREE].No other name is, was, or will be perceived.. Today I'm here with Raphael De Santi. De Santi has an ability that isn't as flashy as some of the SCP Foundation's other staff members, but is still certainly worth noticing. Tell us about your arm, Raphael.
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De Santi: Well, it's… I actually only have one arm.
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O5-3: Oh?
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De Santi: For my whole life, I've had an eel instead of my left arm.
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(De Santi hesitates, then rolls up his left sleeve.)
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O5-3: Fascinating. And does it have a mind of its own?
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De Santi: It does, sort of. Lefty and I — I named it Lefty, by the way — we each have our own brains. But those brains are connected, so we think similar things. If I'm friends with you, then Lefty is also going to be friends with you.
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O5-3: And he doesn't bite friends?
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De Santi: No.
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O5-3: Well, in that case, I really hope we become friends! But seriously, I've been spending time with Raphael — and Lefty! – and they are absolutely lovely. If any of you want to see him, he'll be traveling around and educating people on anomalous marine biology. Tell us some more about that.
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De Santi: Well, I'm going to be visiting Italy and Spain with a team from later this month all the way until February. We're partnering with several aquaria and setting up booths to talk to people about the different types of anomalous fish we see here at the SCP Foundation. We want to be fun for all ages and really connect with everyday people.
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(The light on O5-3's earpiece briefly glows. Their expression changes slightly to an indeterminate emotion. They return to their previous expression.)
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O5-3: That sounds fascinating. I know you're very busy planning and preparing for your trip, so I'm not going to keep you here for too long. We all know that safety is a top priority here in the Foundation — but how did we keep people safe back when we hardly knew anything about anomalies? Here's Lana Sadler's wonderful documentary A Brief History of Containment.
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Cut the film. This is an emergency.
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(Coletti stops filming.)
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De Santi: What— was that live?
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O5-3: None of it's live, kid. Even if it was, you've got bigger things to worry about. There was an accident in Northern Spain — some crazy boar got into a crowd. Worldwalker caught the boar, but she teleported some people with it.
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De Santi: Are they oka—
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O5-3: Twelve injured, seven of which were teleported. No deaths. Yet.
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De Santi: Christ.
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O5-3: It's the last thing we need, especially now.
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(O5-3 rubs his face.)
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O5-3: There's really no silver lining to this. For your sake, I hope you're as good as Miriam says you are.
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De Santi: Wait, you aren't sending me after this.
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O5-3: You're on PR. We need all hands on deck. I'm sending everyone after this.
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De Santi: But I don't even know what I'm doing! I hardly have any training!
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O5-3: Guess you'll learn.
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INCIDENT REPORT
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On 07/07/2082, an anomalous boar made entirely of black marble was discovered in Bilbao, Spain. While it initially avoided large groups of people, Foundation efforts to catch the anomaly resulted in it fleeing into Bilbao's urban districts. As it grew increasingly confused and disoriented[claim unverified], it ran farther and farther into downtown Bilbao. Five civilians were injured as a result of this.
+Foundation agents struggled to move through the increasingly dense environment. Once agent Fong Fú Wen was sufficiently close to the anomaly, she created a portal connecting its position to the team's portable storage container (PSC). Due to the density of the crowd, seven civilians were also teleported to the PSC. All seven were injured. As of 08/07/2082, two are dead and one is in critical condition.
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CALLING MIRIAM LEVI…
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Levi: Hello?
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De Santi: How screwed are we?
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Levi: Wa— Raphael, it's 7 in the morning!
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De Santi: I'm too nervous to sleep. Lefty is shaking. I didn't even know eels could do that, and suddenly I'm supposed to be teaching biology while making everyone believe that the Foundation is some fantastic little—
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Levi: Calm down! I'm still half-asleep, so I don't need you yelling in my ear.
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De Santi: Okay, okay, I'm sorry. I just don't know what to do.
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Levi: I don't either. Read a book or go on a walk or something. I'm too tired to think of a motivational speech. Just… be yourself. I asked you to work for my department because you're more human than the rest of us. That's why you're scared of talking to people, while I’m scared of stranger things. Like floating someone’s kid too high or… dropping them.
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De Santi: You worry about that?
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Levi: I worry about other things too, but I've had a couple close calls like that. There are also floating knives, glass objects, that sort of stuff. Sorry, I'm talking too much.
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De Santi: No, no, you're good… anyways, I'm going to let you go back to sleep.
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Levi: Bye—you're going to do great.
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De Santi: Thanks. Goodnight.
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Foundation recruitment ad featuring SCP-7998-1 instance Fong Fú Wen.
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Personal Relations Archive
+Sources: Several
+Locations: Several
+Dates: 09/07/2082 - 01/17/2083
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De Santi: Hello, I'm Raphael De Santi.
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De Santi: I'm Doctor De Santi.
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De Santi: This is Doctor De Santi.
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De Santi: And I'm here to answer all your questions about anomalies.
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De Santi: What's your name?
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De Santi: Miss Molina, I can assure you that Foundation researchers aren't grown in vats of chemicals. We're normal people who get hired, just like anyone else.
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De Santi: No Mister Santaro, you don't need to be part animal to work at the Foundation. If you take a look at the other crew members, you'll see that I'm the only person who is part-animal.
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De Santi: You said you wanted to know about "Parawatch?"
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De Santi:(To Levi.) Are those… Are they protesting us?
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(Raphael De Santi and Miriam Levi are sitting on the floor of a hotel room. A six-pack of beer sits between them. It's dark outside.)
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+Levi: Another day…
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+De Santi: Another disaster.
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+Levi: Cheers to that.
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De Santi: No, fish don't have a god. If they did, I wouldn't know about it.
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De Santi: No, I promise he's not going to bite your chil… they're gone.
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De Santi: The Foundation doesn't torture people. They don't steal homeless people and do unethical experiments. They used to use death row inmates, but they stopped doing that over 20 years ago.
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De Santi: Sorry, Parawatch isn't exactly in my field. You can try asking one of the other staff members.
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De Santi: Yes Luca, I know what your mother said, but I promise you the people in the Foundation are all very nice.
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(Raphael De Santi and Miriam Levi are sitting in the back of a van. A coffee pot and paper cups sit between them. De Santi stares into his cup.)
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+De Santi: Yeah, more coffee.
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De Santi: Oh, gigafauna are very interesting! Normal animals can't grow too big because of this rule called the square-cube law, but anomalous gigafauna…
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De Santi: I am normal. We're all more normal than you think.
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De Santi: Hey! Don't try to break that!
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De Santi: Yes, I've done research, but I'm also on the PR team. That stands for "public relations"… No sir, we don't make propaganda films.
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De Santi: Wha— We don't eat babies! Where did you even get that idea?
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De Santi: You don't have to be a super-genius to work at the Foundation. Actually, most of us aren't anomalously smart at all. I had to study just as much as anyone else to get my degree.
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(Raphael De Santi is brushing his teeth in a hotel bathroom. He spits into the sink before looking at himself in the mirror. There are bags under his eyes.)
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+De Santi: Halfway there.
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De Santi: I'm not a monster. I'm just here to try and inform people.
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De Santi: No, I don't know anything about Parawatch.
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De Santi: I know you're worried. That's part of why I'm here: to tell you that we're much safer than you think we are.
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De Santi: I… that's a personal question.
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De Santi: Ma'am—
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De Santi: Sir—
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De Santi: If you're going to ask me questions about my work, feel free. If you're going to attack me with pointed questions, then I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
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(Raphael De Santi and Miriam Levi are on break. Levi lights De Santi's cigarette.)
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+De Santi: Do you know what Parawatch is?
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+Levi: Huh?
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+De Santi: It feels like every other person wants to know about Parawatch. I've never heard of it.
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+Levi: I think I remember reading an article about them. They were their own little organization of people capturing anomalies. Disappeared pretty soon after the Foundation went public.
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+De Santi: Are you sure?
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De Santi: We have all sorts of crabs in containment. There's one that can talk to you, but all it says are chess moves. Apparently, it's very good.
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De Santi: Lefty hasn't bit anyone since I was twelve.
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De Santi: They didn't experiment on me. They don't experiment on anyone who doesn't agree to it.
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De Santi: —No, listen. We're not mad scientists. We're not human traffickers. We're not circus animals or ringleaders. We are researchers funded by your government. Any graduate school on the continent does work similar to what we do.
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De Santi: We're wrapping up after the show, but I can talk to you more about how we track deep-sea animals if you stay.
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De Santi: Okay yes, our work does involve "monsters," but the methods and the research process are very similar to what you'd see in a grad school.
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De Santi: … You know, I've thought about letting them experiment on removing him, but I don't think I want that. I— I like him. Kind of.
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De Santi: Thank you for stopping by.
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De Santi: Thank you for your questions.
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De Santi: Thanks, I hope you enjoyed it!
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De Santi: And be sure to check out our website!
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Personal Relations Archive
+Source: Security camera
+Location: Office of Doctor Miriam Levi
+Date: 01/19/2083
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(De Santi and Levi are sitting on opposite sides of her desk. They're both resting their bodies on its surface. No objects are floating.)
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Levi: Fucking hell.
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De Santi: Yeah.
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Levi: We did it.
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De Santi: Yeah. We brought things back around. Saved our part of the world.
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Levi: I mean, you did most of it.
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De Santi: Yeah.
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Levi: You were supposed to disagree with me!
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De Santi: I'm kidding! I'm kidding — I couldn't have done anything if it wasn't for you.
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Levi: Thank you. But I have to admit, you were pretty impressive out there.
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De Santi: Well, you were the one who trained me, so…
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Levi: So nothing. I'm not stealing your credit on this.
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De Santi: "On this."
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Levi: You know what I mean. Everyone on the team did great things, I'm singling you out because you're so stubbornly against feeling good about yourself.
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De Santi: I… Well… Okay.
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Levi: I want you to feel like a hero.
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De Santi: … I will. Eventually. For now, I need some raw fish and a nap underneath my desk.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-8053 is contained in a humanoid containment cell at Site-17. The cell is to be modified to be sound-proof and installed with a digital display timer that synchronizes with the anomaly's activation. The cell is also to be supplied with a collection of literary material, a television set accompanied with a selection of pre-approved films, and several automatic air fresheners. Physical interactions with SCP-8053-A are to be avoided if possible. Personnel are to wear ARC flash suits and insulated gloves prior to physical interaction, should physical interaction be deemed necessary.
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As SCP-8053-A possesses a deep-seated dislike of authority figures, SCP-8053-A is to be accompanied by a member of Site-17's D-Class personnel for enrichment purposes. The selected D-Class personnel is encouraged to engage in frequent conversation with SCP-8053-A and follow the requests the entity gives if they are deemed reasonable. Euthanization and/or sedation of SCP-8053-A is to be discontinued due to consistent ineffectiveness.
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Description: SCP-8053 is an electric chair constructed from wooden material. The object is not only able to operate without being connected to a power source, but is able to withstand all forms of physical damage. SCP-8053's anomalous properties appear to be interconnected with SCP-8053-A.
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SCP-8053-A refers to Horrace Fish, a man who was charged with five counts of murder before incarceration and being sentenced to death in 1985.
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SCP-8053-A is currently restrained in SCP-8053. Between intervals of five minutes, SCP-8053 will activate, electrocuting SCP-8053-A before briefly turning off. During this process, SCP-8053-A will suffer injuries expected for exposure to high voltages of electricity. Despite this, SCP-8053-A will not expire and all injuries inflicted unto SCP-8053-A will regenerate over the period of a few minutes. SCP-8053's behaviour is constant and autonomous. All attempts to forcibly deactivating SCP-8053 and/or removing SCP-8053-A from the anomaly conducted by the Foundation have failed.
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Acquistion: On the date of SCP-8053-A's scheduled execution, the prison had run out of supplies to carry out a successful lethal injection. Deciding to still carry out said execution, the prison opted to carry it out via electric chair. However, during the moment of activation, SCP-8053 spontaneously gained its anomalous properties, an event that both the prison staff and attending civilians witnessed.
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Upon receiving notification that SCP-8053-A had failed to perish and SCP-8053 continued to activate autonomously, the Foundation intervened. All witnesses were administered Class-B amnestics. SCP-8053 was replaced with an identical model and SCP-8053-A was acquired by the Foundation via standard D-Class Acquisition protocol.
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Decline: Over multiple years in containment, it has been noted that SCP-8053-A's regenerative properties have declined. Though it is still able to recover from death inflicted by SCP-8053's electrocution, the period of time in which it remains deceased has increased from the original 10 seconds it took in 1985, to 3 minutes as of July 26th, 2015.
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The SCP-8053 research team have opted to not inform SCP-8053-A of this information. However, SCP-8053-A appeared to possess knowledge of the fact its deaths were lasting longer during an enrichment interaction with D-Class personnel. See the attached log for further details.
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SAPIENT ANOMALY ENRICHMENT ROUTINE, LOG-2340APRT
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[D-1221 enters the containment chamber and waves at SCP-8053-A as he approaches.]
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D-1221: Hello, Horrace. How are you doing today?
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SCP-8053-A: How do you think I'm doing?
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D-1221: Sorry. [D-1221 moves to grab a book from the bookshelf on the wall.] Did you want to pick up from where we left off last time?
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SCP-8053-A: No.
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D-1221: Well, uh. What do you want to do today then? Watch a movie?
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SCP-8053-A: No. I'm feeling a little sentimental today. Let me tell you a story, son.
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D-1221: Oh, sure.
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SCP-8053-A: You know what I did to get the chair?
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D-1221: No, I don't… but I can't imagine it was anything good.
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SCP-8053-A: I strangled five women. All of them blondes. All of them young. All of them very pretty.
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D-1221: I guess you can say you had a type, eh?
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SCP-8053-A: I sure did. I know what I like, and I like choking the life out of young dumb blondes who look like my ex-wife. What got you into this situation?
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D-1221: I killed my cat and then my roommate.
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SCP-8053-A: Goodness, Eddie boy, I didn't know you were also a hard man.
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D-1221: I'm not particularly proud of what I did. I was—am, mentally ill. I didn't know this until after I was analyzed by a court psychologist. It made so much sense after hearing it from someone smarter than me.
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SCP-8053-A: Ah, so you're a nut. Heh. I met a few nuts in prison. My lawyer tried saying I was crazy, but the court wasn't buying it. But anyway, as I was saying, I killed five blonde bitches. I would submit my video profile for matchmaker services and get their number, then convince them to meet me in a park with a hiking trail, where I would butter them up and walk with them off the beaten path.
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D-1221: And then you strangled them?
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SCP-8053-A: Smart as a whip, aren't you? Yeah. I would dump the bodies off a ravine and leave them there to rot. Everything was going fine until someone found them. I guess it's my fault. I got sloppy.
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D-1221: Do you regret what you did?
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SCP-8053-A: Not one bit. I took pleasure in watching their lives go out like a candle in the wind. In fact, I—
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[An electric humming sound emanates from SCP-8053. The anomaly activates, electrifying SCP-8053-A. The subject twitches and writhes, screaming in pain.]
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D-1221: Man, that smell is awful every time. Can you even smell it yourself, or are your nostrils fried?
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[D-1221 covers his nose and looks away from SCP-8053-A. There are burn marks all over its body and its flesh is charred. The injuries begin to slowly reverse. SCP-8053-A remains unresponsive.]
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D-1221: Horrace?
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D-1221: Horrace? Hello? [D-1221 waves his hand in front of SCP-8053-A's face.]
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[SCP-8053-A jolts to life, gasping and staring up at D-1221.]
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SCP-8053-A: Fuck!
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[D-1221 jumps back a few paces, nearly falling over.]
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D-1221: Shit! You scared the hell out of me, man! What took you so long to come to?
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SCP-8053-A: What else? This rickety thing gets worse by the year. The shocks. The healing. In-between. Everything! The lab coats say it's nothing unusual but it's easy to say that from that side of the fucking screen! [SCP-8053-A shouts in the direction of the two-view mirror. After growling, SCP-8053-A visibly calms.] Ain't it?
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D-1221: What do you mean?
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SCP-8053-A: I've started to die. It was bound to happen. This all began, what, 30 years ago? The fact I've made it this long without dying for good is a miracle. But every time I die, I die for a little longer.
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D-1221: That sounds terrifying.
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SCP-8053-A: Want to know the real scary part?
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D-1221: What?
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SCP-8053-A: There's nothing after.
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D-1221: What do you mean?
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SCP-8053-A: There's nothing waiting for me at the other side. An eternity of nothing. It's not even darkness. Just nothing.
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[D-1221 fidgets.]
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SCP-8053-A: When I was a boy, my mom told me that if I didn't behave and do right by God, I would go to hell. But she always told me that hell would be fire and brimstone. This ain't that.
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D-1221: I—
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SCP-8053-A: Sorry.
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D-1221: No, it's fine, I just… don't know what to say.
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SCP-8053-A: In a way, I guess I've earned it.
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D-1221: How do you mean?
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SCP-8053-A: Well, let me ask you something, Eddie. Do you feel like you earned your punishment for doing what you did?
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D-1221: Well… I regret what I did.
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SCP-8053-A: That's not what I'm asking, son.
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[D-1221 remains silent a moment.]
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D-1221: Yes.
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SCP-8053-A: Right then. I don't regret what I did. But I know it was bad. And I know that when you do bad, you get punished. I deserve this. It's only fair.
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D-1221: I don't think anyone deserves to be electrocuted, killed, and be brought back to life for 30 years.
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SCP-8053-A: And here I was thinking you were a hard man, Eddie.
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D-1221: Horrace, that's torture. I don't think anyone deserves to be tortured.
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SCP-8053-A: Well, I think I do. The world could use less sick fucks like me.
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D-1221: I think you've atoned by now, don't you?
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SCP-8053-A: Heh.
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[Researcher Simone enters the room. She looks to D-1221 and then to SCP-8053-A, then motions for the former to follow her.]
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Researcher Simone: Come. We have need of you elsewhere. You'll get to wrap this up later.
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D-1221: But I—
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SCP-8053-A: Go with her, Eddie boy. I don't need these lab coat's pity parties. Nothing against you, son. But I know that you lab coats were keeping something from me, and now that I know what it is, I'm not gonna play ball with these prisoners you bring in to keep me company. Stop bringing them in.
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Researcher Simone: Are you sure, Mr. Fish? We find that mental stimulation is helpful for humans in conta—
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SCP-8053-A: Yes, I'm sure. Fuck off and leave an old man to die.
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Researcher Simone: Very well. D-1221, please follow me.
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D-1221: I… okay.
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[D-1221 and Researcher Simone exit the containment chamber.]
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[SCP-8053-A is alone in the chamber. After a short period of time, SCP-8053-A begins to quietly hyperventilate. A tear stream emerges from its right eye. An electric hum is heard.]
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-8139 is to be confined inside an airtight 122 cm, by 25 cm, by 30 cm, stainless steel container. This container (designated CA) is to be placed in the center of an eighty-one square meter room (designated CB), with the ceiling having to possess at least two (2) noble-gas monitors being activated at all times. Absolutely no personnel are to enter CB unless given specific authorization by at least one person of Level 3 clearance, or above. If access is granted, the mandatory Level 5 biohazard suits that are stationed directly outside of CB, are to be equipped before entering. If one or more is to enter CB, the singular bulk-head door attached to the exterior of CB is to be unlocked and opened. This is to be followed by the personnel entering CB, the bulkhead shutting, and then locking behind them. This bulk-head is to be the only accessible point between personnel and SCP-8139; absolutely no observatory windows are to be located on CB due to cautionary reasons. Upon exiting CB, the biohazard suit(s) that were worn are not to be washed nor disinfected, as traces of SCP-8139-1 are currently confirmed to be non-existent outside of SCP-8139's red-zone.
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During a confirmed Usurper-Event inside of Site-83, any and all SCP-8139-2 instances are to be immediately brought in for questioning and treated with Class B amnestics soon after. Absolutely no personnel are to enter CB for a period of ten (10) minutes, with the bulk-head being sealed shut (if not already). Additionally, absolutely no personnel are to leave Room: A-3461, and On-site security teams are to monitor all movement through CCTV footage around Room: A-346 until total tracking of all personnel in the given area is documented before, during, and after the Usurper Event. If any SCP-8139-2 instances are deemed to be unnecessary for any reason, proper amnesticization is to be administered. After that, they are to be put back into their previous work positions (Foundation or not) with no memory of the Usurper Event; now released subjects are still to be monitored by On-site security at all times. If any rogue SCP-8139-2 instances are reported and confirmed, they are to not to be administered amnestics, and instead swiftly terminated without need of Ethics Committee approval.
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If any of the monitors/cameras inside CB are reported to be damaged, or lose battery, one (1) Class-D subject equipped with proper protection, is allowed to enter CB under the supervision of at least one Level 3 researcher. If any further damage to equipment is reported via Class-D intervention or other, the perpetrator(s) are ground for demotion or transfer to other Sites.
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Because of the fairly recent discovery, recovery, and testing of SCP-8139, Mobile Task Force Eta-77 ("Spheres within spheres")2 is currently pending approval whether or not they could help assist in containment or recovery.
If any instances of SCP-8139-3 are confirmed or reported, they are to be located, and incinerated immediately.
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Personnel should be advised that any mention of the existence, or implication of SCP-8139-3 to personnel with clearance lower than 4/8139, is ground for [REDACTED]. Absolutely no testing or experimentation are to be done with instances of SCP-8139-3. This is due to fears of a possible large scale Usurper Event that could easily take place. Despite possible, useful information, benefited to the Foundation from SCP-8139 (or the SCP-8139-3 instances) they are to be completely ignored in risk of mass death, destruction, and hysteria.
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As for the primary object located inside of CA, and CB, it is for all personnel to believe that the actual anomaly is indeed SCP-8139. Search into the actual location of SCP-8139 is currently ongoing.
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Description: SCP-8139 is an inanimate 124 cm fish pillow, resembling a green catfish. Its model being identical to that of Tree House Kids Inc, Giant Stuffed Catfish for Kids. SCP-8139 itself, is presumed to originate from a Bass Pro Shops store location, in Connecticut, USA. Bass Pro Shops, being founded in 1973 by Johnny Morris, is a non-anomalous outdoor related business, with stores located across the United States. SCP-8139 itself holds no apparent danger to any individual within or outside its four (4) meter detection radius.3 This radius is referred to as the "red-zone", and should be avoided entry at all times without proper biological protection.
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If an individual stays within the red-zone for more than approximately one (1) minute, SCP-8139 will begin to emit a noble gas4 from its main body. This process is not fully understood, as the interior of SCP-8139’s model doesn’t allow any space for SCP-8139-1 to originate; nor an opening where the gas could emit into the outside air. Additionally, the amount of SCP-8139-1 expands to a spherical radius of four (4) meters before abruptly stopping; it will then retreat back into SCP-8139’s main body after a ten (10) minute period. This new SCP-8139-1 instance after returning back into SCP-8139, will somehow dissipate completely afterwards, but will remain present indefinitely if an individual stays within the red-zone before leaving. Detecting SCP-8139-1 currently, is done through the multiple noble gas monitors located inside CB, however research has confirmed the gas does not resemble any standard noble gas emission. Although it currently possesses the common attributes of being a noble gas, such as: being invisible to the naked-eye, producing no smell, producing no sound, and producing no taste. Strangely, SCP-8139-1 has no effect from outside sources blowing against it. Testing shows that samples extracted of SCP-8139-1 will instantaneously disappear if it exists outside of the four (4) meter radius (red-zone) around SCP-8139. This makes it extremely difficult to understand more about SCP-8139-1 without causing a Usurper-Event; however, it completely contains the instance inside of the radius, causing a sort of self-containment. SCP-8139 and its properties are currently under heavy study, but it’s believed that the SCP-8139-1 instances are cognitohazardous, or possibly memetic in nature.
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When samples of SCP-8139-1 enter an individual's body, (henceforth referred to as SCP-8139-2 instances) a presumably memetic affect will take hold of their brain, making them believe that SCP-8139 is a sort of god, or other major religious deity. The now SCP-8139-2 instances seek to spread a sort of religious belief centered around SCP-8139. SCP-8139-2 instances regain full memory and have total control over their own actions, the only deviation of their behavior being how they view SCP-8139. This event has been coined as a Usurper Event. Any and all5 SCP-8139-2 instances who have been applied amnestics seem to call off all effects from SCP-8139, and their previous religion (if any) will return back to normal.
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SCP-8139-2 instances with a previous polytheistic religion will refer to all previously believed gods as a form of SCP-8139, and any atheistic individuals will still strangely be under the effect. As of writing, a total of [REDACTED] persons have succumbed to SCP-8139’s control, with most originating from █████, Pennsylvania6. Note that instances of SCP-8139-2 constantly, and consistently try to spread their religion despite sometimes lacking proof or reason. There has been no reported instances of SCP-8139-2 who try to hide their religion from any Foundation personnel.7
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Discovery: SCP-8139 was first discovered on 03/31/2024 during a minor infiltration on Site-83. Strangely, the group of five (5) individuals did not try to damage or take advantage of any Foundation equipment that was currently stationed On-site. Rather, SCP-8139 was seemingly delivered as it was placed in an empty containment cell with a hand written-paper note reading the phrase "Benson". Security footage revealed that the group stuck together, and expertly traversed through the site without being caught by on-site security8. No Foundation personnel were reported to have been injured during the intrusion, however an estimated nine (9) Foundation employees succumbed to a Usurper-Event. All affected personnel were later amnesticized and returned back to their work positions, after authorized testing terminated9. When the group attempted to retreat back outside of Site-83, two (2) were gunned down by on-site security, one (1) accidently fell down a flight of stairs near one of the sublevels elevator shafts, and the remaining two (2) surrendered near the site's main exit.
Note: As by order of Recordkeeping and Information Security Administration (RASIA), Researcher S████, is to be referred to as "Dr. S" on file. This procedure is to remain active until further notice; for possible future investigation or standard documentation of the event.
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Interviewer: Dr. S, [previous] head researcher of SCP-8139
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Interviewee: Last remaining group member of recent Site-83 infiltration, designated as POI: 5764
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Note: POI: 5764 was reported to have been fighting off on-site security upon detainment. Subject was distressed when the other member was accidentally terminated by an On-site security officer. Officer Lane reported to have detained the remaining group member, nearby Site-83's main exit. Interview takes place shortly after termination of Testing trail 8139-001.
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Location of interview: Site-83’s interrogation cell room 2-A
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<Begin Log>
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Dr. S: So, I see that you think this fish toy is some sort of god?
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POI: 5764: You really think I want to talk to you about this? You literally shot most of my team dead, dead! And all we tried to do was spread the word of our savior
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Dr. S: …
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Dr. S: Alright, well can you at least tell me why you gave up your previous belief in return for SCP-813-nigh-
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POI: 5764: (Abruptly) You think this is some sort of game? This (making air quotes) “Anomaly” is our salvation don’t you see! I can’t even believe you people, ones who don’t embrace the warm welcome of our god!
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Dr. S: Do you have a name for this deity?
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POI: 5764: (Laughs) You really think I can speak to you about what is divine? No mere mortal can speak the name of what is true (stands up from chair) no mere mortal can say the name of that what is truly holy!
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(At this moment Dr. S presses a button underneath the table, alerting nearby security officers to rush into the room. The two guards armed with P90’s, can be seen aiming directly at POI: 5764)
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Dr. S: (Calmly) So, what did you say the name of your god was?
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(POI: 5764 freezes and looks down, slowly sitting back into his chair)
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POI: 5764: …Barry the Barracuda…or… I-I call him Benson… because it’s not as long of a name to say. The others, well I d-don't really think they were too sure either. But we had faith! We have to… don't we?
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Dr. S: Take him back to his cell, I want this interview over with already.
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<End Log>
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Note: I want more information on this theological phenomena, possibly seeing it in action. I know it's against standard practice for a Class C individual as myself to do this, but I need a closer look for understanding. And don't even get me started on how this thing can get the energy required, to produce the gas it emits. If I can get one of those old biohazard suits from over at the Keter-Wing, I'm certain that I could possibly examine SCP-8139 up close. But seeing how worn down those things are, I'd like to imagine there would be a small hole on one.
+Jokes aside, I hope this all goes well.
+-Dr. S (04/01/24)
Note: The following is a video transcription of MTF Gamma-4's ("Green Stags")10 recovery mission relating to SCP-8139. MTF Iota-5 ("Damn Feds"), was authorized to keep the mission undercover from the public eye, as MTF Sigma-█ ("[REDACTED]") assisted with closing off roads and preventing civilian access to the location of interest. Current security measures are to forbid Level 3 personnel and under from reading this document due to confidential information. Security measures are to remain constant until further notice.
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<Begin Log>
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(Video feed begins with a shot of an empty two-laned-road surrounded by relatively thick forest. Local flora indicates the location to be somewhere on the Eastern Coast of the United States. Click here to open a screenshot from, body camera "Alpha".)
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Alpha: Alright team, we made it to the drop off point. Let's get started.
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(Camera turns to reveal four (4) other task force members, with various hunting gear and weaponry strapped onto their suits. The group is lined up from left to right, in a shoulder-to-shoulder position.)
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Alpha: Microphone check!
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Bravo: Check!
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(Group members respond left to right individually as a four wheeled vehicle can be heard starting up its engine off screen; proceeding to get gradually fainter as it drives further away)
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Charlie: Check!
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Delta: Check!
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Echo: Check!
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Alpha: Cameras check!
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Echo: Negative sir, you were the only one assigned with recording equipment.
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Alpha: (Whispering under breath) fuck me…
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(Camera position is revealed to be located onto, team leader, Alpha's upper chest)
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Alpha: Alright team, let's move out!
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(Team traverses through the two-lane-road for several minutes, showing that it is completely surrounded by relatively thick forestation on both sides. The road begins to curve right, forming a blind curve. Team member "Delta" convinces Team leader, "Alpha", to scout ahead of the group; to locate anything of interest past the bend in the road. Alpha approves, and Delta moves up into camera view. Delta, who is now ahead of the group suddenly stops in front of the team, leading all other members to seize movement as well.)
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Delta: Hey, guys…
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Charlie: Do you see something?
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(Team quickly catches up towards Delta's position. Delta, who can be seen fixated on to something out of camera view, alerts Alpha to turn to his right, revealing a split in the road inside of an open area surrounded by forestation.)
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Delta: What's with all those vehicles scattered around over there?
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Alpha: What do you mean private?
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(Camera focuses on the small field containing a split on the main road, leading into two opposite directions. A street sign on the right hand side of the screen shows a message reading "Sussex 521 County". The left branch of the street holds several Foundation-use-personal-driving-vehicles (FUPDV's11).
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Bravo: Determining from this angle, I'd say there's at least five of them; maybe six
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Echo: Sir, communication with Command is a no-go. Looks to be some sort of interference. My guess is that it's probably coming from over where all those cars are. But I'm not sure why your video feed isn't bugging out as well.
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Alpha: Let's go take a look. Could be related to the anomaly.
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(Team advances towards the FUPDV's, taking several steps in order to keep a low profile. Once they reach only a few meters away from the last vehicle in line, a faint chanting can be heard coming from behind the tree line.)
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Bravo: Looks like we got company.
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Charlie: Jesus Christ, you guys see that?
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(Camera turns to the left, revealing a flipped over black van on the road with major structural damage. Closer examination provides evidence of a small explosion, as the road can be seeing having metal scrap, glass, and inflicted damage all over its surface.)
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Bravo: Wait I've seen those before, vans like that are used to transport low risk anomalous items, aren't they?
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Charlie: I suppose so. Maybe the transportation of SCP-eighty-whatever was compromised.
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Delta: If that's so, then we best be careful.
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Bravo: Where were they originally transporting it to?
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Echo: Apparently, the eggheads back on Site-83 wanted cross testing with the big man upstairs. Or, at least that's what I overheard.
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Alpha: Well, it only makes sense that the people we heard behind the tree line could have blown up the van.
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(A single deep breath is heard over the microphone's built-in-recording.)
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Alpha: Heads up people! We're going in.
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(Team ventures off road into the forested area. The faint chanting can be heard getting louder as several small lights are seen being lit far ahead of the group, behind several rows of trees.)
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Echo: Command! Command! Do you respond, over.
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Delta: Shh! Keep your voice down, we're entering enemy territory.
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Alpha: We don't know that for sure. But if these people, whoever they are, can use small explosive devices against Foundation transportation, then it's best to be as precautious as possible.
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Bravo: But why would they even do that? What purpose does the anomaly have in order for them to act so violently?
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Charlie: Could be AWCY, but that doesn't explain the FUPDV's.
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Echo: No way their AWCY. If they were, they would've sent Upsilon-23. Could be another GOI entirely.
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Echo: Hey, we're getting close.
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(All of MTF Gamma-4 lower themselves into nearby shrubbery for cover. Camera reveals a row of tall trees in front of the team, past them is an open grassy field surrounded by more forest. In the center of the field contains what appears to be a crudely made stage made of several two-by-fours. The stage holds a handful of unidentifiable persons wearing standard-everyday clothing. Surrounding the wooden stage are an estimated twenty (20) persons, dancing and circling counterclockwise, all singing in an unknown language. On the exterior of the circle lay seven (7) lit torches, possibly being used for ritual purposes.)
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Delta: What in the actual fu-
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Charlie: Sir, I don't believe those people are armed. But I'll make sure to keep my sights on any of 'em, so they don't pull anything stupid.
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Alpha: Affirmative, here's the plan. Charlie, Delta, you stay here and provide cover. Me, Bravo and Echo are going to circle around and lay some traps in case this heads south. Once that's done, we split up and circle in on them. Is that clear?
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All: Yes sir.
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(Several more minutes pass by as the unidentified figures continue to dance around the stage. Alpha, Bravo and Echo (Designated group, TA) traverse through the forested area around the field, laying several hidden bear traps along the way. Group, TB (Delta and Charlie) remain still, and can sometimes be seen on camera whenever Alpha turns to look around. The singing suddenly stops, making all of TA seize movement as well. More time passes by as all parties remain quiet. An individual, wearing a lab coat can be seen stepping onto the main stage, alerting all other persons on the stage to vacate it immediately. The sun begins to set, flooding the area in a darker lighting. The individual with the lab coat is then seen lowering his back to pick up something from the ground.)
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Delta: (over radio) TA, this is TB, Delta, You guys see this shit?
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Bravo: (whispering) Wait a minute, if we lost contact with Command due to interference, than how the hell is Delta-
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Alpha: Keep quiet.
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(The unidentified individual wearing the lab coat begins to rise back up, holding what appears to be a giant, one (1) meter long fish pillow. He proceeds to hold it into the air above his head, whilst the crowd remains silent as they stare at him on the stage.)
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Man On The Stage: My brothers and sisters I thank thee for coming so soon. I thank thee who helped us release our savior from those horrid captures. I thank the embedded thee for letting us have this opportunity, let they never be caught. We may have gotten a non believer slaughtered, but it was a small price to pay for this grand event. My brothers and sisters be thankful, our savior has told me the time will come for us.
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(At this moment several persons are seen falling to the ground, screaming and moaning in pain.)
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Man On The Stage: To give our souls for the cause, you will feel it shortly. Let the gas enter your body and into your heart once again.
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(More persons are seen collapsing. The rest who haven't already fallen remain unfazed and continue to view SCP-8139. Oblivious.)
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Man On The Stage: You'll be elevated into something more! We will join our savior, walk alongside him. Help him forge a new world.
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(All the individuals who have fallen, start to have their bodies mangle into a shape similar to that of a stretched egg. This is noted to be observably painful, and several sudden twitches resemble that of an epileptic seizure occur with most of the victims. By this time the man on the stage slowly places the fish pillow back onto the ground; pulling out a Russian NVA gas mask and looking upon the multiple mutilated bodies in front of him.)
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Man On The Stage: It is our reward, our fate.
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(The man places the mask over his grinning face, completely sealing his face from the present SCP-8139-1 instance.)
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Man On The Stage: We have earned this.
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<End Log>
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Report Log of Incident 8139-1-A
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Due to communication with MTF Gamma-4 being deemed impossible for unknown reasons, MTF Delta-4 ("Minutemen")12 was deployed to the area. Meanwhile, On-site mechanics tried to get communication with the initial team up and running again. When MTF Delta-4 arrived at the location, MTF Gamma-4 was spotted on an open field with twenty-three (23) unknown objects surrounding the area as well. During this time, junior researcher, Dr. Bagely, was spotted inflicting damage upon many communication based machinery On-site. When taken in for questioning, it was revealed that he had been under the influence of SCP-8139 through unknown means. A short investigation revealed he had been a participant during Testing trial 8139-001, as he suffered through a Usurper Event during the recent infiltration at Site-83. Despite prior amnesticization, he had still been deduced as an SCP-8139-2 instance13. Due to this inconvenience, communication with MTF Delta-4 was also deemed impossible, leaving both groups stranded, provisionally. When communication was back online, MTF Delta-4 was ordered to land one (1) of their helicopters on the field to recover the initial team.
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Group operative of MTF Gamma-4, "Alpha", escorted an unknown individual wearing a gas mask onto the recovery helicopter. Additionally, group members "Bravo" and "Echo" also transported a miniature black body bag with an unknown object inside, mentioning that it should remain sealed until it's placed somewhere secure. When both teams arrived back at Site-83, the body bag with the unknown object was quickly sealed into an emergency containment cell until further notice. As for the unknown masked individual, they were later identified from many sources, as head researcher of SCP-8139, Dr. S.
Note: After Dr. S was taken into Site-83, an expedition team was sent out to the initial field, finding all twenty-four (24) deceased Foundation personnel. After the mission, one of the assigned personnel, identified as Agent Kettler, exclaimed how the bodies found resembled that of an oval, or egg shape; and how all of them were spaced out in a mere four (4) meter radius around a crudely made stage. However, SCP-8139 was not spotted on the actual stage, so it is assumed by most personnel that the object recovered by MTF Gamma-4 was the actual anomaly. MTF Beta-1 ("Cauterizers")14 were tasked with investigating the overall incident, results and information are currently awaiting as of writing.
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Interviewer: Amanda Ross, high ranking Ethics Committee member
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Interviewee: Dr. S, [previous] head researcher of SCP-8139
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Location of interview: Site-83’s interrogation cell 2-A
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<Begin Log>
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(Camera feed is of CCTV security footage of interrogation cell, room 2-A. A date can be seen on the bottom left of the screen, reading April 2nd, 2024.)
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Amanda Ross: So, I believe this fish pillow is some sort of god to you?
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Dr. S: (Remains silent)
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Amanda Ross: You're gonna have to respond for the record, you know. You're designated for termination after all.
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Dr. S: (Calmly) and who authorized that?
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Amanda Ross: Why, most of the Ethics Committee of course. But we want some information out of you before that happens, don't we?
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(Brief silence enters the room.)
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Amanda Ross: So, I heard you made quite the mess back there! Twenty-four Foundation casualties, including the blown up transportation vehicle, and the stolen FUPDV's. I'm sure there are several questions on how you managed to coordinate all of this in such a small time frame. However I want to know why. Why did you go to the middle of Pennsylvania in order to get your colleges killed? Why did you blow up that transport van? Why didn't you just try to peacefully get a hold of SCP-8139 yourself, and then keep it undercover? Why was Dr. Bagely still under the effect of SCP-8139-1 despite the use of amnestics, whilst other dash two's return to normal?
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Dr. S: (Laughs abruptly) Oh, I didn't conjure up that plan myself. Nor did I coordinate it.
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(Dr. Ross notably leans forward on the desk, followed by raising her eye-brow.)
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Amanda Ross: So who gave you this idea? Says here on the report that you wanted to take a "closer look at SCP-8139. Possibly understanding the source of SCP-8139-1". That was yesterday, you know.
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Dr. S: We live on a placid island of ignorance in a midst of black seas of infinity, and it is not meant we should voyage far. However our lord is our Ark, our guide through the ocean, and our will to persevere.
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(Dr. Ross can be seen looking disoriented at Dr. S, most likely gathering her thoughts after what he had just said.)
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Amanda Ross: Bring it together, Sabaoth.
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(Leans back on chair.)
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Amanda Ross: You really have lost your mind haven't you.
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Dr. S: Don't be so foolish, Amanda.
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Amanda Ross: (Startled) how do you know my name!?
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Dr. S: Mother of two, graduated from Harvard in 1997, loves to go hiking, and spend time with the kids.
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Amanda Ross: Security!
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(Dr. S, now taking this opportunity, begins speaking rapidly in a ecstatic manner.)
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Dr. S: It was a decoy you see! Those hunter buffoons fell for a decoy.15
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(At this moment, a nearby door can be heard opening on the recording, followed by multiple armored guards entering the room quickly.)
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Dr. S: Why, if it isn't Omega-116. Go ahead, do what you will. That still doesn't change the fact that our savior is still out there!
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Amanda Ross: Guards, take him away! I want this interview done with already.
Subject: Documentation of Site-83 personnel affected by SCP-8139-1 during the recent insurgency in Site-83.
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Authorization: Senior Researcher, Dr. S
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Note: This document is a summarized collection of a series of interviews with many of the affected Site-83 personnel. Subjects after experiencing a Usurper-Event will be referred to as SCP-8139-2-X for documentation and identification purposes. This document has been shortened of contents to exclude repetitive data, as by approval of the Record Keeping and Information Security Administration, (RAISA).
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Before Theological Infection
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After Theological Infection (Usurper Event)
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Subject: Junior Researcher, Bagely Religious Background: (Atheist)
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-1 Effects: Instance reported to believe a similar religion to Christianity, with the main God being replace with a form of SCP-8139. Note that this religions interpretation of Satan remains unchanged
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Subject: Senior Custodian, Eli Vance Religious Background: (Atheistic)
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-3 Effects: A currently unknown religion, posing SCP-8139 as a supernatural savior protecting subject from an unknown threat. Subject states that they must consume plenty of aquatic food products in order for "personal ascension"
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Subject: Assistant Researcher, Neil Religious Background: (Islamic)
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-5 Effects: Religion stays mostly the same, with the main deity being replaced. However there is notably a change in how the treatment of woman is portrayed; pushing for a more centered focus on providing food for the family. The main food source primarily being multiple different variations of fish
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Subject: Senior Researcher, Samuel Religious Background: (Christianity)
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-6 Effects: Subject reports having symptoms of sleep paralysis, daily. Subject states that they have to resort to eating fish to keep "it" away, believing it to be some sort of punishment from an unknown entity
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Subject: D-8358, Oliver Carson Religious Background: (N/A)
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-7 Effects: Claims believing in a religion they refer to as "fishism". Subject repeatedly asks for time alone with SCP-8139 for various "divine reasons"
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Subject: Junior Custodian, Nolan Religious Background: (Islamic)
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-9 Effects: Subject KIA shortly after interview. However it was noted that when security entered the subject's personal holding cell, a note was found reading: "I saw the face of God, a vast and empty silence I could no longer live with knowing of. No one shall ever know the horror of what I dreamt, I'm sorry. I love you Emily, keep the kids safe. I'm so, so sorry"
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Note: Due to the varying, yet intriguing results, I believe yet another test will grant more knowledge about this anomaly. This time with much more varying religious backgrounds. To be more specific, I'm suggesting the use of Class-D and POI's for this experiment; as I think the results will help better understand SCP-8139-1 much further.
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-Dr. Mann (04/01/24)
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Level 3 Clearance and Above Only (Confidential)
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Object Number: 8139
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Subject: Documentation of Foundation led testing, based on the effects of SCP-8139-1
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Authorization: Researcher, Dr. Donnelly
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Note: Subjects after experiencing a Usurper Event will be referred to as SCP-8139-2-X for documentation and identification purposes. In addition, located after the name of the subject's religious background on this document will be the correct designation for the religion. These designations include: Monotheistic, Polytheistic, or N/A; N/A being for "host religions" (being the original religious background for the subject) not having a discernible amount of god-like deities.
+-Department of Tactical Theology, (4/03/24)
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Before Theological Infection
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After Theological Infection (Usurper-Event)
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Subject: D-5185 Religious Background: Christianity (Monotheistic)
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-11 Effects: God has been replaced
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Subject: POI-8921 Religious Background: Atheistic (N/A)
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-12 Effects: An entirely undiscovered monotheistic religion was manifested for the subject, proving SCP-8139's ability to manipulate a subject's mind
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Subject: D-7892 Religious Background: Atheistic (N/A)
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-13 Effects: An unknown religion was "chosen", later identified as the Coconut Religion
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Subject: POI-7555 Religious Background: Fithism (N/A)
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-14 Effects: Previous god(s) was/were replaced. However there is no mythological connection between the number five (5) and SCP-8139
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Subject: POI-8146 Religious Background: Sarkism (Monotheistic)
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-15 Effects: Subject reported to have underwent an Ascension Event, by transforming into an instance of SCP-8139-3 due to prolonged exposure to SCP-8139
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Subject: POI-6785 Religious Background: "CotBG" (Monotheistic)17
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-16 Effects: Subject requested the equipment to sketch (Two (2) sharpened pencils, and three (3) sheets of paper). On-site security team later discovered multiple blueprints to create a mechanical equivalent of SCP-8139, with striking detail and accuracy to the actual object despite previous exclusion to it
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Subject: POI: 8391 Religious Background: Buddhism (N/A)
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-17 Effects: Religion remained mostly intact, however, SCP-8139 was somehow placed in the mythology; despite it contradicting multiple aspects of the "host religion"
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-10 Religious Background: "SCP-8139 Affected" (Polytheistic)
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Subject: SCP-8139-2-10 Effects: Subject, reminiscent to POI-814618, transformed into an instance of SCP-8139-3. Both POI-8146 and SCP-8139-2-10 were later incinerated with approval of O5 command
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Note: I don't remember being informed of whatever the hell an Ascension-Event is, nor what a dash three is. Why were both dash three's incinerated, how does SCP-8139 create new religions, how does SCP-8139 know of Fithism? Can someone please tell me what the hell is going on here!
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-Dr. Mann [newly elected head researcher for SCP-8139] (04/3/24)
I'm writing now to remind myself of something very important; as tomorrow I will face my greatest challenge. We do not go gentle into that good night. The Foundation may have overwhelming power and authority over us, however that never stopped most anomalous, or non-anomalous religions from being destroyed. They still prevailed, and so shall we.
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We may not be the oldest, the biggest, nor the most powerful, but our indomitable spirit will always prevail in time.
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It's humorous, isn't it. Humanity's worst enemy in any conflict is not their foe, nor their lack of power in battle, but time. How the Romans eventually had their empire decay, the great Daevite civilization gradually sub siding. The Foundation will be the same, but we will not. I'm sure a Foundation operative is going to discover this file. Hell, this might even link into our lord's article for all I know. The recent SCiPnet system errors have been a real pain. But this is no joke. I already have the mandatory resources, I'm still trying to spread The Religion through word of mouth with my colleagues. However, despite my undying faith in my lord, I'm still sort of surprised that I was a simple non believer only today. But this may be the only window of opportunity I have to bring him to The Alter. He has told me where to go.
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I have to put my faith into him, we all do-don't we?
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There's supposed to be some cross test coming soon with 343, and I'm willing to admit I might have to take drastic measures.
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We may not be the most powerful,
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We may not be the oldest,
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-8485 is housed in a standard small creature containment chamber at Site-22.
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Personnel stationed within 500 meters of SCP-8485's containment chamber are granted headphones, developed to counteract the frequency emitted from SCP-8485. Construction efforts should coincide with periods of increased vocal activity by SCP-8485 whenever possible.
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Should SCP-8485's noise levels surpass the pre-recorded standard, personnel are to be temporarily evacuated as to not disrupt active workflow. Medical leave is to be granted if personnel report lasting bouts of tinnitus as to avoid permanent damage to hearing.
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Description: SCP-8485 is a collective of 293 small globular organisms, comprised entirely of fatty flesh. At the time of discovery, 23% of the SCP-8485 population exhibited some form of injury, ranging from minor scratches to its skin to partial disfigurement.
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SCP-8485 is hyperaware at all times, remaining vigilant during movement and observing its immediate surroundings without interruption. SCP-8485 shows aversion to all physical contact. Throughout its containment, SCP-8485 has not yet gone dormant. SCP-8485 continuously vocalizes upwards of 125 decibels to garner human attention.1
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Addendum SCP-8485-A: Procedural and Containment Request History
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Automatic feeding and watering system to sustain SCP-8485.
Physical check-up on SCP-8485 due to vocalizations having subsided.
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Physical check-up on SCP-8485 due to unusually sweet scent emitting from its containment chamber.
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Physical check-up on SCP-8485 as damage to the containment unit has been observed.
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Addendum SCP-8485-B: Physical Check-Up
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Following unusual activity and a complete malfunction of the automatic feeder system, a physical check-up was conducted. Remnants of SCP-8485 were spread throughout the chamber, with the containment chamber's walls having been stained a rich purple color. Scratch marks identical to prior observed damage to the feeding system were discovered on the inside of the chamber. A rotten smell perforated throughout the containment unit. Neutralization was presumed; however faint whimpering continued to originate from leftover offal congruent with SCP-8485's anatomy.
Memetic wards, equipped with sensors, have been installed around the perimeter of SCP-8499 in order to deter civilians from trespassing. Said sensors were programmed to send a signal to the nearby sites in the event that one of the wards goes offline. If this occurs, Foundation staff is to be deployed to reapply it.
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Due to the remoteness of the location of SCP-8499, no additional means of containment are necessary at this time.
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Description
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SCP-8499 refers to a patch of land approximately 10 km2 of size, located in the north of the Arabian Desert. Individuals passing through it experience one of the eight possible hallucinative scenarios. In them, they re-live the memories, together with the accompanying emotional and physical sensations,.Said sensations persist only for the duration of the memory and do not carry physical damage to the individuals experiencing them. of a mechanical humanoid of vast proportions with a feminine build, hereafter referred to as SCP-8499-A.
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Other than the entity itself, these visions prominently feature a young man, his wife,.Based on the findings discovered within the city of Amoni-Ram, the two are theorized to be the first emperor Bumaro and his wife, Hedara. and his eventual followers.
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SCP-8499 was discovered by MTF-Mu-47 ("As He Wills It") in 1984, during the retrieval mission for an unrelated anomaly. While traversing the area, the operatives experienced various delusional episodes that were both internally consistent and recurring. Following their reconnaissance and debriefing, they declared the location tentatively anomalous and notified the Foundation about it.
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To gain more information on the area and to find out more about the memories, the Foundation dispatched MTF-Mu-47 to the location of SCP-8499 again. This time, they were equipped with mental recording devices.Built based on the existing prototype of the LSAP Cadmus-Aram Deep-Brain Oneiric Parietal Stimulation Array. and were able to record and catalog all eight memories.
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With detailed reports on each of the visions, the Foundation was able to determine their chronological sequence and arrange them into a cohesive timeline..Some of the memories were determined to be directly sequential to one another, but most of them had a significant amount of time pass between them. See Addendum 8499-1 for additional information.
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Addendum 8499-1: Memory Logs
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Below are the possible visions persons crossing SCP-8499 may experience. To preserve their accuracy, they were included in this document in the same form as they were received from the recording devices.
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Memory #1
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I am flailing with my six arms, falling, burning. The atmosphere is blazing white hot around me and I scream as my systems melt and my body warps with the heat.
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The landing is sudden and abrupt. I crash into the surface, and the world goes blank.
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I dryly cough up sand that lodged in my throat and wipe the dust from my eyes. Through the fire, I did not immediately notice I was shooting towards a vast expanse of sand. I do not know where I am.
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I plant two of my hands onto the ground and strain to lift my body away from the burning and molten sand. This does not hold up for long, though. Is it because of our battle? Is it because of the flames? My arms snap and I drop back down.
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The merciless sun beats down upon me, I am suffocating under the heat of my molten armor. And even this intense pain is drowned out by the mind-numbing ache spreading through my abdomen. I look down at it, at the place of damage. There is a large, gaping hole. My wires spark, my blood leaks, chunks of vital pieces are missing.
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Whether it is the sand in mouth or my already sore throat rattling with my whimper, I cough and gasp. Pain overtakes me, climbing all through my wires and tubing, as if the oil pumping through my veins was rotten, boiling, corrosive.
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To the horizon, I spot two shepherds, commuting, herding their lambs. I am grateful they are alive. Life persists in their blessed forms — this place is not desolate.
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Even in my pain and abandonment, if this beautiful sky could grant me one wish, I would beg to save my brothers from themselves. Perhaps I'll live long enough to meet them again, and we could make amends for our foolishness.
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Memory #2
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Slipping in and out of consciousness, I see the shepherds approach me to get a better look. One of them — the man — had likely spotted a glimmer of my form, half-sunk in the desert. He gasps when he is close enough to see all of me and leans on his wife as though the sight threw him off balance. He slowly falls on his knees and begins panting heavily, staring at me with both fear and awe. Even though I am broken, he sees something beautiful in me. His gaze is an honor.
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His wife is unmoved. She is oblivious to my presence, instead focusing on her husband. Hugging him, asking him urgent questions about what and why. Breathlessly, he answers her, and it is only then she reacts, trembling, mouth agape. She runs to her lambs to comfort them.
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While she tends to her crying sheep, her husband pushes himself upright with his crook and stumbles towards me over the dune. I now see he's missing a leg. He is trembling while he walks towards me, as if fearing getting crushed by me. As if I could rise from the blankets of sand that cover me, move myself at all.
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It soon dawns on him. I cannot do either.
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He hobbles as fast as his crook lets him until he reaches one of my outstretched hands frozen above the sands the way it was left upon my impact, drenched and dripping oil. He presses his palm to my fingertip. I know his presence is a miracle. He sees me, and I see him.
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However, I cannot enjoy this moment for long. I hear a wild cracking, and a moment later, my wrist snaps off and falls into the sand. I'm blinded by pain. Oil gushes from my stump, pooling underneath my arms.
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When my vision returns to me. I see the shepherd hacking and coughing next to my hand. He managed to avoid getting crushed by it. I call out to him in worry, and he answers with a wave. He is fine, even if a little shaken.
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Curiosity gets the better of his weakness. He pulls himself upright again and moves to my fallen wrist. Letting his crook fall, he braces himself against my finger, wrapping both arms around the digit as tall as him. Pieces of my broken gauntlet jut out, and he is careful not to get cut on them. He gets on his one knee again and looks into the inside of my hand, daring to poke his head in. He emerges from me with a handful of wires and a couple of cogs in his fists.
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He sits down next to me and examines his finding. My wires, my blood vessels, my nervous system. I see an idea, a realization sparking across his face.
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He rips off a chunk of my gauntlet and begins folding it into a cylindrical shape. After finishing, he attaches it to the place of his missing leg. His eyes widen in surprise: it fits perfectly. He looks at me again, squinting, then looks back at his leg.
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His wife and their lambs reach him. He pauses to think, and uses a small shard of my hull to hack off more of my plating. The wife tilts her head in confusion. She steps back when the man starts attaching pieces of the gauntlet to his sheep. When he hands her a chunk of metal, she accepts it in silence, and with that, they leave.
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Memory #3
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The shepherds return to me. The man, now with a sleek, jointed prosthetic leg, guides his wife to me, then turns to her and caresses her cheek with a soft smile. He lifts her hand and places it on one of my fingers.
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She smiles at him and laughs as she caresses me. Her voice is so soft. Her laughter, so bright. The man hands her a knife and she accepts it. He guides her blade onto a layered plate and she stabs through the surface, dragging the sting halfway down my finger.
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With a yelp, I recoil from her. How was she able to pierce my skin?
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I am unable to move, but there is something I can still use. My Voice.
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“i beg of you, stop…”.Persons experiencing these memories gain the ability to understand the languages spoken in them. This effect only persists for the time they are under the influence of SCP-8499.
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A weak plea is all I can muster. I do not know whether they even understand my speech. Yet I hope that despite its weakness, it still will reach them.
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And that it does. But it only appears to reach the wife. Her husband shakes his head, and he is back to normal. She looks at him with confusion.
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“She asked us to stop, love. Did you not hear her Voice?”
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The man pulls her closer to himself, wrapping his arm around her waist. He whispers something in her ear as he caresses her cheek and hands. After some time, she smiles at me again.
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“My husband once again walks, thanks to your gift,” she says. “He wishes for me to gain a new sight. You are a miracle from the heavens… Will you allow me?”
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Whatever he told her has freed her from the influence of my Voice. I have indeed become weaker if this was all it took.
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The wife is but a docile one, not one who demands. If my parts could make the man walk, they could make her see once again. I close my eyes and allow her to continue peeling my layers away and take what she needs. It is through my pain they may heal.
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When she finishes, her husband takes the blade and wipes it on his cloth. Looking at it closely, I see a familiar shine of gold. The gold of my armor.
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I look down to see that my abdomen has finally stopped bleeding, yet the ache persists.
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Memory #4
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+I had thought that by banishing our kin full of darkness, our family would see peace once again.
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We were wrong. I was wrong.
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My brothers of blood and bone, you were strong. Always wanted to prove your strength to each other. All but simple brotherly banter. Or so I thought. Even so, you still loved each other… you should have.
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So why did I see you with your hands wrapped around each other's throats that day, so determined to take each other's lives?
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I blinked and you clawed, and gnawed, and gouged, and screamed at each other. Your eyes, filled with just as much vile hate as the one we casted out. Why?
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I did not want to fight but I needed to intervene. You refused to listen to my pleas to cease, to my Voice crying to you as you destroyed each other. What happened to you?
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I was not able to convince you with my words. You dragged me in. Forced me to join your fight, and I was consumed by the same hate you two possessed. I did not realize this until it was too late… Until we all fell wounded and collapsed.
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My brothers… What had come over you? Why were we fighting? Why did you start this….
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I tried. I tried to understand it. But, I didn't. I couldn't. what has gotten over you? why did you do this to each other? why did you do this to me? why? why? why? why? why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY?
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Memory #5
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His hair and beard have gotten longer. One of his arms is designed like his leg. He is sitting next to my face, hacking through strands of my hair with his knife. He’s focused on his tasks, not paying me much mind.
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My Voice has no use on him, or even on some of his people. Those who heed my call get shaken out of it by those who do not get affected by it. I have stopped trying to use it to get them to leave me.
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His people have been expanding the hole in my abdomen daily. Every breath I take makes it throb and burn hotter than the last. The first time they had a chunk of my thigh removed with saws, they burrowed in me with drills, and went on to explore every little part of me, plucking out what catches their eye.
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I recognized their tool's design, for it was built based on my retractable blades. The gushing oil didn't drown them, they had installed pumps around my wound in advance. I recognized their design as well. Those pumps were my veins.
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They fueled their newly developed vehicles with my oil, and with them, they carried more and more of my parts.
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Their blades bit on my remaining tubes and wires. Picking apart every strand, every fiber, anything that gave my limbs any remaining functionality. Hundreds of them… Writhing and gouging within me. I focused on every step, every grasp, every smile inside me.
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At some point, I grew tired of screaming.
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There are many such entry points around my body now. Openings sawed into me, ready to be entered and exited at their whim.
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I do not understand why they are doing this. He attempted to cover my wound after he returned to me for the second time. He treated the stump of my wrist. He knows how to make more of my metal. So, why?
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He wraps up the sliced-off hair into a coil and brings it to a pile of other cut-off strands. There, he sits down and begins weaving the collected locks into ropes. Occasionally, he gives a passing, vacant grin.
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I stare at him with all my remaining eyes. What does that smile hide?
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Once he finishes, he takes his freshly woven ropes and ties them one by one into the hooks he pierced into my hands some time ago. I did not understand their purpose back then and I still do not understand them now. It is not like I could do anything with my hands, anything that would warrant them being tied down. None of them are functioning.
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Only one question escapes my lips with a worn groan: “Why?”
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He responds with silence and smiles at me again.
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Memory #6
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The desert winds and the endless tears make my vision a stinging blur. In months of trying, I still cannot understand him. I healed him and his wife. I healed his friends. And I heal more, and more, and more. When will they attempt to heal me?
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I come back to a thought — first a nagging doubt, now an endless rumination. By now most of what they take from me they can and do synthesize themselves. The oil, the engines, the pumps, my metal. Yet, they still take. Their cisterns and depots and silos and arsenals are overflowing with treasure. Yet, they still take. What more could he stand to gain by now? Has the taking become the point?
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Has the sky appointed them to ravage me for waging war on my family? My choices were to wring my hands while we tore ourselves apart or act. I acted.
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We were broken. I was trying to put us back together.
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Yet here I am. Strung up to be ravaged and stripped of more parts.
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The shepherd's wife glides to me. She now sports a pair of wings… Beautiful, golden wings. She carries a companion — a second woman. They land next to one of the bound arms and begin examining it.
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I can tell something heavy weighs on the wife's soul. She has a sight, thanks to my blessing. She has limbs built from my body. She has a pair of wings, which would allow her to fly anywhere. Yet, she keeps shifting around while she walks around me, looks at me, touches me. She keeps reaching for her shoulder, rubbing the place where her metallic arm joins her flesh. Her steps are shaky and uncertain. And when the wind blows on her gown, revealing her skin, there are so many wires puncturing her flesh. When she isn't rubbing her shoulder, she is scratching the place where the wires enter her body.
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She caresses one of my large fingers and whispers to me with a soft, reassuring tone. Even through her struggles, she smiles at me with her shining golden eyes, with that familiar candidness and innocence.
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That blessed smile quickly falls, though, once she sees the mess that is me. She gestures to her companion to find some tools to cut the binds with. After the second woman leaves, she takes a golden sheet lying around and begins fitting it to the frame of my arm. The scent of her delicate, flowery perfume overtakes the ever-present sickening scent of oil.
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“We can fix you,” she whispers through her tears, peppering kisses on my metallic frame. “You will be rebuilt, beautiful goddess. You will be as good as new.”
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I weep for her. I am about to whisper my gratitude but words freeze in my throat from the sudden kicks to the side of my neck. I could recognize these kicks from between a thousand. It is the shepherd. How did he get here? Why must he be here?
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The assault persists until the panel falls off. My breaths are short and raspy and my eyes dart around when his knife grazes one of my vocal cords.
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The wife runs to her husband, pleading for him to stop. Instead, he shouts and strikes her cheek with his metallic hand. He plunges his hands into my throat, rips some wiring out, places the edge of his knife against my vocal cord and begins cutting through it.
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The blade burns so hot that my throat goes cold. My mouth fills with sweet-bitter oil. I want to spit and cough, instead I choke. My screams and wails become gurgled and distorted whistling as he continues sawing.
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The wife collapses on the ground next to him, and she sobs. She latches onto his legs, trying to drag him away from me. She shakes and cries, pulling at him, begging him to stop.
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“Quiet,” he commands her, kicking her hands away. “Quiet down, or you will meet the same fate as her.”
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He grabs onto the vocal cord and pulls it out. The slicing has weakened it enough that it snaps completely from my throat, only leaving a sharp ache and a spill of oil. So much oil.
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He takes his precious time sawing through my second cord. Making sure he feels thoroughly as each tendon snaps, as the wires get severed from each other more and more. There is no sound coming from my lips anymore. Not even my miserable whistling scream. Yet I still weep. I still wail. I am truly a fool.
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Through my foggy eyes, through the pain, I see the second woman rushing to the shepherd with a golden sledgehammer, readying an attack. As she is about to swing down on him, he holds up the vocal cords and commands her to stop.
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she closes her eyes and silently lowers the hammer. the man shouts another command to both of the women and they whisper a quiet apology before leaving me with him. his smile is long and shows more of his teeth.
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the next day, he is giving a speech with his Voice. it is loud and powerful, like mine used to be. he raises his hands, holding up both the severed vocal cords and the hammer. the two women now stand beside him. the crowd, the people i once helped, cheer with great enthusiasm.
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Memory #7
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the shepherd no longer looks like a shepherd. he arrives again, adorned in my metal as if it was his. as if he was not the poor man long ago who stared in awe at the metal angel that fell from heaven, and used it to rebuild his body. next to him is the woman who attempted to strike him with her sledgehammer. she follows him obediently now.
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he commands his men to bring down my head to their level. the binds that hook my shoulders, neck, and cranium pull me to the sand until my face is planted down.
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they walk into my view and we greet each other with a stare. his gaze is dark and determined. i cannot bear to look at him, yet i cannot turn my head away, and the hooks in my eyelids do not allow me to close my eyes.
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the shepherd pushes forward the woman with his metallic arm and gives her a command. she lifts her hammer and all the air leaves me. she swings down on one of my eye sockets, bludgeoning it, smashing the metal into pulp until it loosens. then she places her foot on my face, grabs my eyeball, and rips it out with the nerves and wiring that connected it to my skull.
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no hesitation.
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my screams echo nothing as i twitch. these bonds are ever-tightening with every little movement i make. the woman repeats this process on another one of my eyes.
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and another one…
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and another one…
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…chipping away at my sight until there is none left. darkness overtakes my vision. i do not even have the energy left in me to attempt to cry anymore.
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“Well done,” says the man.
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after some time, i can feel crawling hands, metallic and flesh alike, digging into the gaps of my plated face. the last remaining intact part of my body. must be the followers of the shepherd. they claw into a plate of my cheek and begin pulling it off, unsuccessfully.
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they leave it half-detached, crawling off my face and head. then i hear them returning, carrying tools this time. they shove whatever instrument they brought between the gap they made — i know not what it is, and i do not think i will ever find out. it is cold, metallic, invasive, clinging to me in all the wrong ways. they jerk it together in one direction. the chunk of my cheek rips off with no resistance. sands and winds joined the men as the little particles prick on my exposed face. they cheer and applaud each other, preparing for another round of peeling.
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they do this for hours on end, working to remove every single intact plate. sometimes they do it swiftly. sometimes it feels like they are intentionally being slow. when they are done, they collect the scraps and leave.
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i was deprived of everything. my armor, my skin, my metallic inner working… and then i became useless to them. they abandoned me, left me the same way i was found. it all becomes a blur. i can feel no pain, but a bitter, numbing cold. and then it begins slowly dissipating. i do not have a body left to feel anything with anymore.
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my brothers broke me. these men broke me. perhaps i was meant to be broken.
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Memory #8
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i- hear them. i see them. i feel them. they are all creating my all-presence. breaking me, reforging me. putting me within their bodies, using me as their limbs. their support. i know of them all. their accomplishments, their failures, their pains, their pleasures, their sins and the virtues they claim to bring, their discoveries, their dreams, their worship. i know them all.
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occasionally, i hear their chants. it is beautiful, it really is. chanting the name of the same shepherd and his newly married empress.
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i finally understand. i am their ever-growing, ever-gaining, ever-golden empire. i am their place to achieve the impossible. i am their home. i am their all.
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this lasts for long, but not for an eternity. i am being torn apart once more. i hear familiar, guttural noises. vines sliver through my skin and tear it from the inside. beasts of flesh march through me. screams of pain and terror, in a symphony. they all ring out. and just as quickly, they all cease. a great silence. a great nothing.
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+Name: Nafud Rana near al-Rass, Qasim region (22)
+Author: Richard Mortel
+License: CC BY 2.0
+Source Link:flickr
+Additional Notes: cropped by Miss Lapis
Special Containment Procedures: A perimeter has been established around SCP-8692, with at least one member of Foundation personnel surveilling the area from Outpost-31 at any given time to prevent civilian trespassing. Should any unauthorized personnel be seen within the perimeter, Mobile Task Force Delta-18 ("Big Irons") are to be dispatched to retrieve the intruder, who is to be brought to Area-09 for interrogation and administered Class-A amnestics.
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Objects SCP-8692-1 through SCP-8692-4 are to be kept in separate standard containment lockers at Outpost-31 when not in use for testing.
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Description: SCP-8692 is the burned-out ruins of a town in the Great Basin Desert, Nevada, approximately 2.2km² in area and █ miles from Area-09. Subjects entering the area of SCP-8692 report an abnormally heightened sense of dread, often to the point of inciting a “flight” response, with certain subjects instead reporting a desire to commit an act of violence regardless of any history with violence. These urges are consistently reported to be motivated by a feeling of revenge.
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Four anomalous objects were discovered and retrieved by MTF Delta-18 during the initial quarantine and sweep of SCP-8692. These objects are listed below.
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SCP-8692-1: A Stetson-brand ten-gallon hat, believed to have been manufactured in 186█. The object contains trace amounts of Tartarean Resonance Energy. Hair samples taken from SCP-8692-1 were evaluated by Foundation researchers, but provided no DNA.1
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SCP-8692-2: A dagger composed of an iron handle and a blade made of an unknown metal alloy. The blade itself is stained with dried blood, which was tested for DNA. None was present. SCP-8692-2 is the only object of the set that does not emit or contain any TRE.
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SCP-8692-3: A wooden acoustic guitar of unknown make and model. The leftmost string of the guitar is broken. Similar to SCP-8692-1, the object contains trace amounts of TRE.
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SCP-8692-4: An 1851 Colt Navy Revolver containing a single .36 caliber round in its cylinder. All attempts to dislodge the round without firing the weapon have been unsuccessful. Both the round and an unknown symbol on the handle of the revolver emit a high concentration of TRE.
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Subjects who make direct physical contact with any of the four objects report a brief burning sensation in the part of their body that made contact and hearing an unfamiliar voice whisper something in their ear (see Testing Log SCP-8692-B).
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Discovery: When Area-09 was considering new training grounds for MTFs, Agent ████ was sent to survey a single square kilometer of the desert near the Area. Agent ████ promptly returned to Area-09, reporting that she had found the burned ruins of a town but felt an anomalous sense of extreme dread that forced her to retreat. SCP-8692 was deemed a cognitohazard and MTF Delta-18 was formed from agents with particularly high CRVs, who were then able to establish the bounds of SCP-8692 and identify objects SCP-8692-1 through SCP-8692-4.
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Addendum SCP-8692-A: During routine surveillance of SCP-8692, personnel have reported seeing various people and hearing various noises within the perimeter. These have been hypothesized to be hallucinations, as none of the trespassers have been caught on security footage and none of the sounds (which include screams, gunshots, and the crackling of firewood) have been traced to a source.
Subjects making physical contact with any one of the anomalous objects listed previously report hearing an unfamiliar voice say a single sentence to them. There are no consistent traits of the voice, and it changes to be unique between subjects. Below is documentation of all known phrases associated with SCP-8692-1 through SCP-8692-4, courtesy of Dr. Scotts.
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"He was lost."
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"That damned town would burn."
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"I’m a pretty average Jane."
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"I remember when the afternoon sun would warm our hearts."
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"Mom always wanted me to do the chores."
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"All hail!"
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"We never did anything wrong."
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"Of course he would protect us."
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"We never knew her."
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"He was perfect."
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"He was found."
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"I’m not sorry."
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"They did it, I could hear him."
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"Who else could I turn to?"
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"I told you so."
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"I knew you had it in you, kid!"
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"It’s what they deserved."
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"No, no idea. Never met him."
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"I’ll bring some friends along."
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"Always happy to lend a hand."
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"Don’t leave me here."
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+UPDATE 10/12/20██: As of Experiment SCP-8692-12C, further messages given by the objects have consisted of nonsensical Latin sentences. Therefore, this list is unlikely to receive any further updates. If you wish to see a collection of the nonsensical phrases, please send Dr. Scotts a message.
To: Dr. Dora Scotts
+From: Dr. Adeliene Mallory
+Subject: Re:Advice Regarding SCP-8692-4
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Dear Dr. Scotts,
+Thank you for reaching out. I have taken great interest in this project, and I have spoken with coworkers in the Parareligions Division in a hope to identify the organization that you believe to have occupied the area. As of current, there is no reason to believe that the area was occupied by a parareligion, but we cannot be sure.
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As for SCP-8692-4, it's very possible that it may contain an entity as you described. It's also possible that the round or firearm itself is a demonic artifact. I have put in an experiment request with administration in the hopes to take a closer look, and it should reach your desk soon. As of now, it is my expert opinion that the round inside of SCP-8692-4 should not be discharged until we can be absolutely certain what will happen.
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Best regards,
+Dr. Adeliene Mallory
+Department of Tactical Theology
+Demonology Division
+Ne redeant ad abyssum.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-902 has been relegated to Arctic Base Theta-12, the only SCP to be contained at this site. The site is to be staffed by a team of fifty security personnel. At this time, no research is to be done on SCP-902. Knowledge of SCP-902 beyond its number is to be limited to level three staff and lower. It is imperative that only a limited number of Senior Staff know of the existence of SCP-902. Only one O5 is allowed to know about SCP-902 at any time. In the event of a security breach from inside Arctic Base Theta-12, the onsite hydrogen bomb is to be detonated remotely. SCP-902 must be guarded at all times against premature destruction.
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Description: SCP-902 is a box roughly the size of an adult human head. It measures 30 cm x 15 cm x 19 cm. It appears to be an ammunition box of a type used roughly thirty years ago, despite this item having been in Foundation custody for roughly sixty years. SCP-902 is made of lead. The composition of the item inside SCP-902 is unknown. SCP-902 emits what has been described as a 'ticking' sound, and anyone who hears this sound becomes convinced that the item is counting down. When opened, the box appears empty. However, the ticking remains, the object continues counting down. Anyone who becomes aware of SCP-902, whether through personal interaction, or by reading this report, becomes convinced that whatever is in the box is horribly dangerous, and needs to be destroyed as soon as it finishes counting down, and not before. Staff exposed to SCP-902 will typically continue to attempt to open and then close the box, trying to find the object inside.
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