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Addendum #: 527
Addendum Class: Keter
Site Log: Was recovered after Addendum-527. Some parts of the log were manually removed by unknown means. Site personnel are not responsible for the disappearance of the contents of this log. Assumed to be removed by Chaos Insurgency.
Site-██
<Begin Log, [4:10, Jan ██, 20██]>
Security Guard: Adam? How you doing up there? Is the random hole in the roof fixed yet? Dust is flying all over me. I gotta resume my work before I get caught or a fucking containment breach occures.
Maintenance (assumed to be Adam): I'm hurrying my ass off alright? Give me some time to fix this.
Security Guard: Alright then. I'm gonna go take a quick pee break you cover for me.
Maintenance (assumed to be Adam): You gotta be fucking kidding me. My head's stuck in the fucking roof you expect me to watch over you!?
<Log Stamp, [4:20]>
Maintenance (assumed to be Adam): The hell? Who takes 10 minutes for a piss break? At least I got this hole in the wall fixed-
Power in the facility fails at this current time
Maintenance (assumed to be Adam): Oh wow okay. Karma's a bitch.
<Log Stamp, [4:25]>
Unknown: Clear! Search the next room! Go go go!
Maintenance (assumed to be Adam): O shit. It's either Swat or Miley Cyrus better get down.
Door at this time emits fumes, then an explosion of notable scale is heard over the log recording. The door was designed to be blast proof, so how it was destroyed is unknown to this day.
Unknown: CHAOS INSURGENCY PUT YOUR HANDS UP!
Maintenance (assumed to be Adam): You the fucking po-po or something why you gotta-
Several gunshots are heard
[DATA CORRUPT]
<End Log>
Closing Statement: This was found after it was automatically uploaded to the file storage area, which is shared by all sites.
This recording was manually uploaded to the shared file systems. The following plays:
Recorder: Agent Kurx
Foreword: The following recording is of the shoulder mounted camera that Agent Kurx was carrying on him. Parts of the video are also missing by unknown means.
<Begin Log>
Agent Kurx is playing a game of CS:GO at work when power fails.
Agent Kurx: Well crap. There goes my competitive game. Imma get a 3 hour ban guys. Do you know what this means?
Dr. Mine: AYE! Why you play games at work for? I thought you said you were researching how we could get SCP-058 to fight SCP-173!
Agent Kurx: Doc, did anyone tell you that your actually retarded?
Dr. Mine: You didn't have to be an asshole about it.
Agent Kurx: At least I'm honest. Lets check out this power thing before SCP-616 decides to T-Pose at us, cuz I'm not staying here for that.
Dr. Mine: You know what? You go ahead.
Agent Kurx: You just don't wanna move your fat ass off that seat. Your coming with me. Think of this like an afternoon jog.
Dr. Mine: It's the middle of the winter.
Agent Kurx: Shhhh… Did you hear that?
Unknown (extremely quietly, echoing): Clear! Search the next room! Go go go!
Agent Kurx: Oh my lord. Lemme grab my flashlight. It's the Chaos Insurgency.
Dr. Mine: What makes you say that?
Intercom: THIS IS THE FUCKING CHAOS INSURGENCY! WE'RE HERE TO ROB THE BANKS MONEY, NOT YOURS! SO STAY DOWN AND DON'T BE A HERO!
Dr. Mine: Why does that sound oddly familiar…
Power turns on
Agent Kurx: Fuck me, I just got my flashlight. The hell Frisk!
Dr. Mine: Who's Frisk?
Intercom: Oh yeah, I'm Frisk if you didn't know and we're about to come and rape you all over if you are a scientist.
At this time, doors can be heard unlocking throughout the site.
Agent Kurx and Dr. Mine pace through several hallways and doors, which is confirmed to be Site-██'s S3 corridors.
Agent Kurx: Wait wait. Quiet. Do you hear that in the background?
Unknown (Very faint): D-Boys. D-Boys. D-Boys.
Agent Kurx: Cmon doc, we gotta get outta this place. Looks like everyone's free.
Agent Kurx and Dr. Mine pass through several other doors and enter an elevator. At approximately 13 seconds into the elevator ride, black ooze appears over the bottom of the cart. SCP-106 emerges from the ooze.
Agent Kurx: Oh hey Uncle Larry.
SCP-106: *Grunt*
Dr. Mine: What the fu-
Elevator door opens again, 25 seconds into the elevator ride. SCP-049 enters the cart, followed by two instances of SCP-049-02.
SCP-049: Did you know that there are over 3 billion bacteria on top of your head right now? Would you like for me to give you an examination? It's free.
Agent Kurx: I'd rather hug 173 than get an examination from you!
Elevator stops 50 seconds into the ride. SCP-173 enters the cart.
Agent Kurx: Shit. Well I did say I was going to.
Agent Kurx leans over and hugs SCP-173. Dr. Mine is standing in a corner, shaking terribly.
SCP-049: *Casually whistling*
SCP-106: Badu-badu-badu-badu.
SCP-173: Screech Screech. Screech Screech.
115 seconds into the ride, the elevator door opens to Level S2. All but SCP-173 exit the cart. Several NTF members await on the other side. Gunfire immediately erupts.
Dr. Mine: Hey hey! We're scientists! No need to shoo-
Red starts to emerge from Dr. Mine's shirt. He looks down with a confused expression.
Agent Kurx: Oh shit, doc! Your hit!
Dr. Mine: I'm not going to make it… You have to accomplish my dream for me!
Agent Kurx: The hell's that?
Dr. Mine: Nuke the fuck outta this place.
Agent Kurx: Oh. I thought it would be something like "Climb mount Everest and scatter my ashes with my fathers favourite ladle at exactly 12:00 Midnight"
Dr. Mine (Choking): Did anyone ever tell you *Cough* You're retarded.
Dr. Mine presumably expires on the ground. Agent Kurx takes his L4 keycard and rushes towards the elevator to the nuclear activation. Agent Kurx goes through several doors before finding the elevator. He rides in it for 30 seconds. No events pass at this time. He exits, but halts in his path. A quick glance reveals 5 Chaos Insurgency members huddled together at the nuclear detonation button.
Agent Kurx: Yo, wait for me man! Don't blow it up yet.
Frisk: You can't stop us! This station will be blown up- oh wait what?
Agent Kurx: Yeah man, you made a couple mistakes in the nuclear preparation. Here, you see. You have to set the timer to 3:00 so you don't get blown up, the key has to be turned this way. Yeah yeah? Then you insert this keycard. Boom!
Frisk: Oh wow thanks!
Agent Kurx: Hey Frisk?
Frisk: Yeah?
Agent Kurx: Did anyone tell you that your FUCKING RETARDED!
Agent Kurx swings at Frisk, causing a crack, presumably from the breaking of the jaw. The momentum carries Frisk back into two more Chaos. The two remaining Chaos ready their rifles. They click away, but no gunshots sound.
Agent Kurx: Got your ammo!
As Agent Kurx prances around the room with the heavy clips of ammunition, Frisk gets back up and resets his jaw.
Frisk: You don't know who I work for! You don't know the things at stake here!
Agent Kurx: Do I care?
Frisk: Good point.
Agent Kurx rips a rifle from one of the Chaos and loads the weapon. He fires several rounds before Frisk returns fire with a pistol. Agent Kurx appears to take several gunshot wounds before sinking to the ground. He props himself up against the wall, so the camera still has view of Frisk.
Frisk: Now that your dead, I will finally accomplish my dream! Nuke the fuck outta this place!
Frisk lays his hands on the button, then pauses. Blood seeps through the back of his uniform. The maintenance worker (presumed to be Adam) walks into view holding a silenced pistol. Frisk falls the ground.
Agent Kurx (choking): Yo, fat kid.
Adam: Was that an insult?
Agent Kurx (choking): What do you think, chubby? Get over here and upload this video. Let them know that *Cough* Mine called me retarded. The nuke is already activated. Get out while you can!
Adam connects and uploads the video. The video feed ends there.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: Site-██'s nuclear warhead detonated on Jan ██, 20██. No survivors were located, other than a weathered maintenance man. All on site SCP's and personnel are presumed to be neutralized.
