- Sickly Sweet Smile
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- The Bench of Shame
- A Literal Dodgeball
- Not That Bad
- Daisy Chain
- Don't look at meee!
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Threat level: ● Yellow
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be contained in a standard humanoid containment chamber. Subject's bed sheets are to be replaced bi-weekly and sheets are not to include polyester material due to the fact it suffers from a polyester allergy. Subject is to have a standard medical and psychological examination once every 3 months or when deemed necessary, and is required to take antidepressant medications once a day. Reasonable requests may be granted given approval from a member of staff with clearance Level 4 or higher.
SCP-XXXX's mouth is to be covered at all times by a standard black neck gaiter or dust-mask-style covering, reinforced with wire and secured with a lock that can be removed only by Level Two personnel or higher. A clean covering is to be provided every morning or when necessary. Subject is not to remove the covering at any point outside of it's containment area unless otherwise directed. Subject is allowed to roam the facility on request with a Level One security clearance between 0500 and 2200 hours. Guards are not to take shifts of longer than 3 hours outside SCP-XXXX's immediate vicinity.
Subject is permitted to take food from the main canteen, but must return to its allotted living area as this requires the removal of its facial cover. Drinks may be consumed in the presence of personnel through the use of a straw.
Description:
SCP-XXXX is a human male of 29 years old, 160cm and 46.2kg, with brown hair and eyes. Subject is of Asian descent, and previously known by the name Jay Huang. Subject speaks English, Chinese, and has demonstrated basic speaking and listening comprehension in Korean (SCP-XXXX claims this is due to it being its mother's first language). Subject is slightly above average intelligence, showing advanced problem-solving and mediation skills.
SCP-XXXX is generally polite and passive. It often takes on mundane tasks in areas within its clearance such as delivering papers for personnel and assisting cleaning staff. Subject will rarely refuse a task, particularly when under the impression that doing so could lead to a confrontation. It will also attempt to intervene in any arguments or conflicts nearby, most often resulting in a successful deescalation. However following Incident XXXX-1 SCP-XXXX has been has been expressly forbidden from intervening in conflict on site, and in the event it attempts to, personnel are to stop it.
Incident XXXX-1
SCP involved: SCP-XXXX
Personnel involved: D-53665, Researcher Kobes, Adrian Doyle (Security Personnel)
Date: 4/9/2018
Location: Site 17
Description: Adrian Doyle was assigned to escort one D-Class personnel to Humanoid Containment Unit #λ045 for testing with SCP-4415, and was accompanied by Researcher Kobes who was also to be involved in testing. As the D-Class had a clean record of cooperation in all previous experiments, no additional guards were deemed necessary.
As D-53665, Adrian Doyle and Researcher Kobes approached their destination D-53665 became agitated and succeeded in incapacitating Adrian Doyle, proceeding to react with threats of similar violence when Researcher Kobes called for help. SCP-XXXX was located nearby and heard Researcher Kobes calling for help, and soon arrived on scene and began attempting to calm them both. D-53665 responded by striking SCP-XXXX in the face with his elbow, causing him to fall onto the ground. While SCP-XXXX occupied D-53665, Researcher Kobes was able to alert the nearest security personnel. Three armed guards followed Researcher Kobes to the scene of the incident to find that SCP-XXXX had incapacitated D-53665 through non-anomalous means. D-53665 was apprehended by security personnel. SCP-XXXX was taken to the nearest medical facility for treatment of injuries.
Interrogation of D-53665 found that the D-Class had been waiting for the opportunity to 'take revenge' on a foundation employee and expressed a great disdain of SCP-XXXX for 'interfering'. D-53665 was scheduled for early termination, which was carried out 6 days after the incident.
Adrian Doyle recovered without incident. Researcher Kobes was unharmed.
SCP-XXXX suffered a broken nose, contusions on the arms and chest, and a split lower lip requiring 3 stitches. Subject recovered without problems, had stitches removed 1 week post incident and returned to regular behaviours.
Interview Log XXXX-2 Transcript
Interviewee: SCP-XXXX
Interviewer: Dr. Allensworth
Date: 5/9/20██
Foreword: An interview conducted following Incident XXXX-1 to assess SCP-XXXX's perspective.
<Begin Log>
Dr. Allensworth: Good morning, SCP-XXXX.
SCP-XXXX: Good morning, Doctor- um…
Dr Allensworth: Allensworth. Dr. Allensworth.
SCP-XXXX: Right, I'm sorry. Good morning, Dr. Allensworth.
Dr Allensworth: That's quite alright. Now, an you tell me about the events from two days ago, XXXX?
SCP-XXXX: Yeah. From the beginning, or?
Dr. Allensworth: Go from when you first became aware of the incident.
SCP-XXXX: Okay… I was on my way to the canteen, and I heard shouting…
Dr. Allensworth: Go on.
SCP-XXXX: So I went to see what was going on. When I got there I saw that guy getting really close to Miss Kobes, so I tried to separate the two of them… and that was about when I got hit.
<Dr Allensworth winces.>
Dr. Allensworth: That can't have been pleasant.
SCP-XXXX: Yeah… I'm just glad it didn't knock off my mask. Not that I would have been smiling much.
Dr Allensworth: I can't imagine you would be. Please, carry on.
SCP-XXXX: Right… When I looked up, I saw that Miss Kobes wasn't there anymore, so, I figured that she must've gone to get help, so I tried to keep that guy's attention. Eventually I managed to get on top of him and hold him down. Then those guards arrived and Miss Kobes took me to get fixed up.
Dr Allensworth: I see… And are those injuries healing well?
SCP-XXXX: More or less. Here-
<SCP-XXXX raises a hand to his facial cover, and Dr. Allensworth interjects before it can be removed.>
Dr. Allensworth: Please don't remove your mask unless told to!
<SCP-XXXX quickly places both it's hands on the table.>
SCP-XXXX: Ah, I'm sorry! I wasn't thinking…
<Dr. Allensworth sighs.>
Dr. Allensworth: That's alright, XXXX. As I said, how are you healing?
SCP-XXXX: My nose is still a little sore, and so is my lip… But they're better than they were, I think.
Dr. Allensworth: That's good to hear. Is there anything else you would like to add?
SCP-XXXX: No, but… Um, can I ask a question?
Dr. Allensworth: Go ahead.
SCP-XXXX: Was Miss Kobes alright? I never got the chance to see if she got hurt.
Dr. Allensworth: She was fine because of your intervention. In fact, she wanted to pass on her thanks.
SCP-XXXX: Oh? That's good.
Dr. Allensworth: But in future, I'd recommend that you alert a guard and let them take care of any disturbances, so you aren't injured again.
SCP-XXXX: …I will. Sorry.
Dr Allensworth: There's no need to apologise. Anything more to add?
SCP-XXXX: …Nothing I can think of.
Dr. Allensworth: Well then, I think that concludes this interview. Thank you for your input, XXXX.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: Nothing to add. SCP-XXXX was cooperative, as normal. -Dr Allensworth
SCP-XXXX's anomalous effects manifest when the subject smiles, and are involuntary. Any person who observes SCP-XXXX’s smile will immediately experience a spike in blood sugar levels. Tests have shown that the subject’s stored glycogen is converted into glucose, resulting in hyperglycemic hyperosmolar syndrome.1 The excessive vomiting and seizures in serious cases often result in the death of the observer through head injury, burst blood vessels, or asphyxiation through choking. Survivors report a sickly sweet taste in the mouth throughout the episode, which serves to prolong vomiting.
The effect is mitigated in subjects afflicted with disorders such as clinical depression. Recorded media of the subject smiling can be observed with less impact, and viewing drawings has no effect. SCP-XXXX is not immune to its own primary effect, but is notably less effected. Testing has concluded that the degree to which SCP-XXXX smiles varies the intensity of effects, with wider stretching of the lips resulting in higher spikes in glucose levels.
| Test Number: 1 Time: 21/3/2017 |
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| Subject(s) | SCP-XXXX, D-6769 |
| Protocol | SCP-XXXX is instructed to remove it's facial cover and smile at D-6769. D-6769 is instructed to observe. |
| Results |
D-6789 immediately collapses due to weakness and vomits on the test chamber floor, promptly followed by convulsions. SCP-XXXX displays extreme distress as D-6769 is removed from the test chamber by medical staff. SCP-XXXX is returned to it's containment area as D-6769 is observed by medical staff. Blood tests showed that D-6769's blood sugar had spiked to 580mg/dL, and that he was severely dehydrated due to both high blood sugar and vomiting. D-6769 was prevented from lapsing into a coma and recovered. |
| Test Number: 2 Time: 02/4/2017 |
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| Subject(s) | SCP-XXXX |
| Protocol | SCP-XXXX is instructed to remove it's facial cover and look at its own smile in a standard mirror. Medical crew is kept on standby for immediate attention. |
| Results | SCP-XXXX stumbles and retches, but is otherwise unaffected. When blood sugar levels were taken post test they were found to be slightly elevated at 160mg/dL. Subject described a sickly sweet taste in its mouth similar to other observers. |
| Test Number: 3 Time: 25/8/2017 |
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| Subject(s) | SCP-XXXX, D-1289 |
| Protocol | SCP-XXXX is instructed to remove it's facial cover and smile at D-1289. D-1289 is instructed to observe. |
| Results | D-1289 vomits and coughs violently, and is escorted from the room to be given treatment preventing asphyxiation. Blood sugar levels taken post test are elevated to 453mg/dL. |
| Notes | D-1289 is afflicted with Major Depressive Disorder. |
| Test Number: 4 Time: 11/10/2017 |
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| Subject(s) | D-2354 |
| Protocol | D-2354 is instructed to observe a photograph taken of SCP-XXXX smiling. |
| Results | D-2354 coughs and claims to feel nauseous, and experiences a sickly sweet taste in the mouth. Blood sugar levels taken post test are elevated to 192mg/dL. |
| Test Number: 5 Time: 11/10/2017 |
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| Subject(s) | D-7694 |
| Protocol | D-7694 is instructed to observe a video taken of SCP-XXXX smiling. |
| Results | D-7694 gags and claims to have a headache, and experiences a sickly sweet taste in the mouth. Blood sugar levels taken post test are elevated to 206mg/dL. |
| Test Number: 6 Time: 11/10/2017 |
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| Subject(s) | D-8547 |
| Protocol | D-8547 is instructed to observe a drawn picture of SCP-XXXX smiling. |
| Results | D-8547 coughs, but later informs researchers that he just needed to clear his throat. Claims to have experienced a slight sweet taste in the mouth. No recorded change in blood sugar levels. |
| Test Number: 7 Time: 5/6/2018 |
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| Subject(s) | SCP-XXXX D-5542 |
| Protocol | SCP-XXXX is instructed to grin at D-5542 as widely as it can. D-5542 is instructed to keep his eyes on SCP-XXXX for as long as possible |
| Results | D-5542 immediately vomits and falls to the ground in a violent seizure, the resulting impact with the floor causing serious head trauma. Seizures cease 10 minutes later when D-5542 falls into a coma. Blood sugar levels are elevated to over 900mg/dL, resulting in irreversible brain and organ damage. D-5542 terminated 10 hours post experiment. |
Since SCP-XXXX's recovery by the foundation there have been no observed instances of it's primary effect outside of testing.
A majority of personnel report a calming feeling from being around SCP-XXXX. Due to this and it's general helpfulness, SCP-XXXX has permission to roam all areas within it's clearance as long as it does not stay in one general area for longer than 3 hours. Personnel are discouraged from interacting with SCP-XXXX for longer than 3 hours, as exposure to SCP-XXXX's calming effects for longer than 3 hours has been found to induce drowsiness in those within an approx 30m radius. Prolonged exposure has been found to lead to a gradual lapse into unconsciousness, and in cases of extremely prolonged exposure can lead to a comatose state. This has been found to be due to a gradual decrease in blood sugar levels leading to eventual hypoglycemia. This decrease only begins after the 3 hour period.
| Test Number: 8 Time: 12/5/2017 |
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| Subject(s) | SCP-XXXX, D-4575 |
| Protocol | D-4575 was placed in a room next to SCP-XXXX's containment area, close enough to expose her to the subject's anomalous effects. SCP-XXXX was instructed to stay in it's containment area until told it was allowed to leave so it would stay in range. |
| Results | D-4575 reported feeling drowsy after 4 hours and lapsed into unconsciousness after 23 hours. Brain activity monitoring showed that D-4575 fell into a comatose state after 45 continuous hours of exposure, and her blood sugar was found to be at 46mg/dL. Later attempts to awake D-4575 proved futile despite the fact that her blood sugar had returned to normal levels. 2 days post experiment D-4575 was terminated and SCP-XXXX was allowed to leave it’s containment area. |
| Notes | This effect could be extremely useful. Further testing is most definitely required. -Dr. Adlers |
Any personnel experiencing symptoms of hypoglycemia in SCP-XXXX's presence should report to the nearest first aid post and alert security to a need to re-contain SCP-XXXX.
Addendum 1: Circumstances of Discovery:
SCP-XXXX was recovered in an office building in Shanghai following a job interview that led to the incapacitation of all present.
SCP-XXXX had previously been extremely reclusive and worked from home, rarely leaving the apartment it lived in unless necessary. ‘Due to air pollution in the area, it wore a mask when outside to avoid breathing in pollutants, leading to no notable opportunities in discovering the anomalous effects of its smile. Subject had, approximately 2 weeks prior to discovery, made a decision to attempt to socialise more and had subsequently decided to attempt to get a job in a more social setting, leading to it's presence at the group interview with 14 other applicants. It smiled at the group upon arrival in greeting, triggering it's anomalous effect and indirectly killing all but 2 on the scene, who were later hospitalised.
All employees in the office who witnessed the event were administered with Class-A amnestics. The 2 surviving applicants were interviewed for information on what they experienced, and were administered Class-A amnestics post interview. All records of SCP-XXXX attending the interview were destroyed, as well as all other publicly available information on the subject.
SCP-XXXX was later found to not be aware of its major anomalous effects. Subject expressed remorse at the fact it had not realised the nature of it's own abilities, and was compliant in being contained.
Interview Log XXXX-1 Transcript
Interviewed: SCP-XXXX
Interviewer: Dr. G.Haywood
Date: 8/7/2016
Foreword: Interview conducted by Dr. G.Haywood, 5 days after initial containment. The purpose of the following interview was to get a general grasp of SCP-XXXX's attitude toward it's new environment.
<Begin Log>
Dr. G.Haywood: SCP-XXXX, please tell us your name and when you were born for the record.
SCP-XXXX: Um, my name is Jay Huang. I was born on… the 5th of July, 1992.
Dr. G.Haywood: Now tell me, how are you feeling?
SCP-XXXX: As in, like, if I'm healthy?
Dr. G.Haywood: I mean, how are you adjusting to being here? I'm sure this has all been a lot to take in.
SCP-XXXX: I'm… okay, I think. It has been a lot, but… I think I'm probably better off here.
Dr. G.Haywood: Have you encountered any problems here?
SCP-XXXX: Not really… During the um, retrieval, I got pushed around a bit. But it wasn't as if there wasn't any reason for it.
Dr. G.Haywood: I see…
<Both pause while Dr. G.Haywood takes notes.>
Dr. G.Haywood: …I need to ask you to please stop bouncing your leg, XXXX. It's shaking the table.
SCP-XXXX: Ah, right. Sorry.
<SCP-XXXX ceases fidgeting.>
SCP-XXXX: Is it okay if I ask a question?
Dr. G.Haywood: That depends. About what?
SCP-XXXX: The other applicants… were they all alright?
<Dr. G.Haywood pauses.>
Dr. G.Haywood: …Yes. They weren't unharmed, but they all survived.
SCP-XXXX: That's a relief… Thank you.
Dr. G.Haywood: There's no need. Is there anything you would like to ask me?
SCP-XXXX: …Not that I can think of right now, no.
Dr. G.Haywood: Alright then. Thank you for your time, XXXX. That will be all for now.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: //SCP-XXXX seems very cooperative and is taking the change fairly well. However, I feel that it is best not to allow SCP-XXXX to know what really happened to the other applicants. -Dr. G.Haywood/
Addendum 2: Subject History
Records on SCP-XXXX found that the subject had been relinquished to the Shanghai City Children’s Welfare Institute at age 10, following several years of emotional abuse by both parents (now deceased). Records kept at the Institute stated that the subject was often anxious and unhappy, and was reluctant to interact with other children. Despite it's antisocial behaviour SCP-XXXX was noted multiple times to be a 'sweet, quiet child' who was 'always eager to please' by staff. Subject was never considered for adoption at any point and left once 18 years old.
Records found that the orphanage had been investigated for several short lasting 'outbreaks' of illness among it's charges and staff, with symptoms linked to SCP-XXXX's primary effect. There were also records of five children who fell into a comatose state who occupied rooms adjacent to the one SCP-XXXX occupied. The records of investigations into this 'illness' and the causes of the comas were all inconclusive as the source could not be identified.
Furthermore, the apartments directly below and next to the apartment that SCP-XXXX previously occupied were found to house numerous civillians with extremely low blood sugar stemming from unknown causes, and three previous residents had been found dead in their homes suffering from multiple organ failure following a lapse into a coma due to extreme hypoglycemia.
All aforementioned records were deleted and physical copies destroyed after being copied to the Foundation database.
Addendum 3:
No further testing is required on the anomalous effects of SCP-XXXX's smile as all data required has been gathered. As of 7/6/2018 any further tests must be reviewed and approved by at least 2 level 3 personnel or 1 level 4 personnel, and reviewed by the Ethics Committee due to the stress previous testing caused the subject.
Incident Log XXXX-2
SCP involved: SCP-XXXX
Personnel involved: Dr.H.Addams, Leona Briggs (security personnel).
Date: 7/6/2018 23:00
Location: SCP-XXXX containment area.
Description: Leona Briggs was assigned the first night shift outside of SCP-XXXX's containment area. At approx 2300 hours Leona Briggs noticed she could hear what sounded like crying from inside SCP-XXXX's containment area, and entered to find SCP-XXXX in severe distress and engaging in acts of self harm. She quickly alerted medical staff and SCP-XXXX displayed minimal resistance when it’s facial coverings were replaced and it was escorted to the closest medical facility. Subject was similarly complacent in receiving medical treatment, which was administered by Dr.H.Addams. The razor used was confiscated and SCP-XXXX was placed on suicide watch. All experiments regarding SCP-XXXX's primary effects were cancelled for the foreseeable future to minimise stress.
Interview Log XXXX-3 Transcript
Interviewed: SCP-XXXX
Interviewer: Dr.Lens
Date: 14/6/2018
Foreword: Log of the first of several interview/counselling sessions conducted by Dr.Lens following Incident XXXX-2. This interview was preceded by two previous failed interviews, in which Dr.Lens was unable to coax SCP-XXXX into speaking.
<Begin Log>
Dr.Lens: SCP-XXXX… can you please explain to me what brought on the incident from last week?
<SCP-XXXX remains silent, but attempts to answer multiple times.>
Dr.Lens: Take your time.
<5 further minutes pass without any response from SCP-XXXX.>
Dr.Lens: We can reschedule this to another time, if you aren't able to talk about it right now.
SCP-XXXX: (hurriedly) No, it's fine! It's fine, it's just…
Dr.Lens: Go on.
SCP-XXXX: It's just difficult to explain. I'm not sure how… how to word it.
Dr.Lens: That's perfectly understandable. Please take your time.
<2 minutes pass without any words from SCP-XXXX.>
SCP-XXXX: It feels wrong, somehow. I thought you would be annoyed with me this time.
Dr.Lens: Rest assured, I'm not. Why would I be annoyed with you?
SCP-XXXX: Because… well, the last two times. I wasted your time.
Dr.Lens: This sort of thing is what I'm here for. You haven't wasted my time in the slightest.
SCP-XXXX: …I caused a lot of trouble, didn't I? That night, I mean.
Dr.Lens: Don't concern yourself with that. You were completely manageable.
SCP-XXXX: But I still shouldn't have. I was just… I thought… All those people that I hurt, in testing. I thought that if I was gone, it wouldn't happen again.
Dr.Lens: Please don't say that, XXXX.
SCP-XXXX: I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry, I really wasn't thinking-
Dr.Lens: SCP-XXXX, please. It's alright.
SCP-XXXX: (Visibly distressed) I didn't mean to cause trouble, I just didn't want to hurt anyone else, and I thought-
Dr.Lens: (Firmly) SCP-XXXX. Please, calm down.
<SCP-XXXX falls quiet. Dr.Lens passes the subject a box of tissues from the interview room table.>
Dr.Lens: Here, dry your eyes. And tell me more when you're ready.
SCP-XXXX: …Thank you.
<SCP-XXXX is quiet for the next 2 minutes, save for multiple further apologies.>
Dr.Lens: Are you alright?
<SCP-XXXX takes a deep breath.>
SCP-XXXX: I think… I think so.
Dr.Lens: Please, tell me more when you're ready.
SCP-XXXX: It's fine. I was just… I had a lot of time to think, last week. Too much probably. I've just been a problem for everyone for…god, I don't know how long.
Dr.Lens: You aren't much of a problem here, in comparison to near everything else.
<SCP-XXXX laughs tiredly in response.>
SCP-XXXX: I've heard there are a lot of worse things. I guess… It doesn't seem as bad when you put it like that. But still… I hurt a lot of people.
Dr.Lens: You couldn't have known. Before the Foundation, you didn't know any better.
SCP-XXXX: But surely there would have been something? Something I missed…
Dr.Lens: XXXX, none of this is your fault.
SCP-XXXX: I know, logically I know, but… It just doesn't help. I still feel like shit. And those tests… Actually seeing what I did and knowing it was all me…
Dr.Lens: The important thing to remember is that you had no choice. And now that we know the extent of what you can do, we can minimise any further incidents.
SCP-XXXX: (Agitated) But that doesn't change the fact that I still hurt people before! If I had just died earlier, none of this would have happened, no would have gotten hurt, or killed-
Dr.Lens: (Firmly) SCP-XXXX, please. Calm down.
<SCP-XXXX immediately stops talking.>
SCP-XXXX: I'm… I'm sorry. I'll shut up, I'm sorry.
Dr.Lens: Now, don't do that. It's alright, just try to talk calmly. I know it's difficult, but just try your best for me here.
SCP-XXXX: Okay, I'm sorry. It's just… I thought I'd make things better. But I couldn't even manage that. Whenever I'm happy, it just causes problems.
Dr.Lens: Now, that's not true. If you died, there would be no way to make up for what happened. By staying with us and helping us understand your effects, you can help other's rather than cause trouble, like you said. Am I right?
SCP-XXXX: I… Yeah, you are. I was just being a coward, wasn't I?
Dr.Lens: Not necessarily. You were in a different situation with difficult feelings. Sometimes it seems like the only option. But it's important for you to remember that that isn't the case. Alright?
<SCP-XXXX is silent for several seconds, and then begins crying.>
Dr.Lens: XXXX?
SCP-XXXX: I'm sorry… I'm so, so sorry…
Dr.Lens: It's alright, XXXX. That's enough for today.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: SCP-XXXX seems to be willing to improve on it's own state, which is important. I will continue with these sessions for as long as SCP-XXXX is on suicide watch, and for longer if needed. -Dr.Lens
Addendum 4:
SCP-XXXX's possible use as a last resort for incapacitating hostile humanoid SCPs is pending. SCP-XXXX itself is willing appears eager to help the Foundation.
Interview Log XXXX-4 Transcript
Interviewed: SCP-XXXX
Interviewer: Dr.Lens
Date: 28/6/2019
Foreword: The following is an excerpt from the last of SCP-XXXX's counselling sessions pre removal from suicide watch.
<Begin Log>
Dr.Lens: Good morning SCP-XXXX. Are you well?
SCP-XXXX: Ah, I am. Thank you.
Dr.Lens: You are aware that this will be the last of these weekly sessions, yes? Do you feel that you are ready for them to end?
SCP-XXXX: Honestly… well… yes. I think so.
Dr.Lens: That's good. You've improved greatly over the last few months, you know. I feel that you'll be ready. You can expect some changes soon, to your containment, as we'll be taking you off suicide watch.
<SCP-XXXX appears surprised.>
Dr.Lens: Do you feel that is a good choice? How do you feel about this?
SCP-XXXX: I- Um… Well, I'm feeling good about it. I think I'll manage okay.
Dr.Lens: It will likely feel strange going back to how things were before, though I expect you'll adjust without many issues. Please don't hesitate to ask for help, though.
SCP-XXXX: I wont.
Dr.Lens: Well, that's about everything I have to tell you. Do you have anything to add, XXXX?
SCP-XXXX: Could I ask something?
Dr.Lens: Go on.
SCP-XXXX: …Is there any way I could be useful?
Dr.Lens: In what way? I'm aware that you help lower level staff quite often. If you wish to continue doing that, I don't see any reason why you can't.
SCP-XXXX: No, not like that. I mean, I do want to keep doing that, but…
Dr.Lens: But what?
SCP-XXXX: Is there any way this…well, this power I have. Is there any way it could be useful, at all?
Dr.Lens: Your anomalous effect, you mean? Why do you ask?
SCP-XXXX: Ah, was that a weird question?
Dr.Lens: No, not at all. I'm just surprised, if anything, given the stress it's caused you. Are you certain you would want to use it?
SCP-XXXX: …Yeah. If there's any way I could use this for something that would actually help, I think I'd want to do it. It's cheesy, but… I think I'd like to make up for all the bad stuff that's happened because of it. Use it for something good.
Dr.Lens: I see.
<SCP-XXXX laughs. Dr.Lens also laughs for a shorter time.>
SCP-XXXX: That was kind of cliché, wasn't it?
Dr.Lens: Perhaps a little. But that isn't necessarily a bad thing.
SCP-XXXX: Do you think I'll be able to help, though? Or would I be better to just stay out of the way?
Dr.Lens: …I'll look into it. I'm sure we'll find some use for you yet. Anything else?
SCP-XXXX: No, I'm done. Thank you.
Dr.Lens: And thank you for your cooperation, SCP-XXXX. That will be all.
Closing Statement: SCP-XXXX has recovered remarkably over the past year. Not only has it's mental state improved, but it is also now willing to utilise it's anomalous effects. Some further testing will be needed to determine if SCP-XXXX's effects will be of use. -Dr.Lens
Additional:
Concerning Enrichment
Date: 16/4/2017
Item request: 1 extra blanket.
Reason: No reason given at time.
Response: Approved.
Addendum: 1 basic cotton blanket supplied.
Notes: 3 days following the approval of the request a routine inspection found that the heating in SCP-XXXX's containment area was not functioning. When asked why it requested a blanket rather than reporting this, SCP-XXXX stated that "It seemed like the simpler solution.". Heating was repaired, but the blanket was not removed.
Date: 9/8/2017
Item request: One (1) CD player with radio.
Reason: SCP-XXXX stated that it 'would like something to listen to'.
Response: Approved.
Notes: Radio range limited to music only channels. Subject was provided with 5 CDs of it's choosing.
Date: 7/6/2018
Item request: One (1) shaving razor.
Reason: No reason given.
Response: Approved.
Notes: Razor was confiscated soon after.
Date: 5/9/2019
Item request: Origami paper.
Reason: Subject stated that it used to be 'quite good' at origami prior to containment, and wished to see how many patterns it could remember.
Response: Approved.
Addendum: Two (2) packs of 200 sheets 9cm x 9cm origami paper supplied, in various colours. Subject has not yet requested any more paper.
Date: 18/9/2019
Item request: Origami instructional book.
Reason: Subject stated that it wanted to learn more patterns to use the paper previously requested.
Response: Approved.
Addendum: One copy of 'Easy Origami (Sterling)' supplied in paperback in addition to SCP-XXXX's other titles.
Post removal from suicide watch, SCP-XXXX has begun learning origami and appears to enjoy it, and recently been attempting to teach personnel how to fold basic models. As this has been a step forward for improving the subject's overall mental well-being and teaching these models has been helping ease SCP-XXXX into more social behavior, it is to be encouraged. If not otherwise occupied I'd encourage personnel to let themselves to be taught by SCP-XXXX. -Dr.Lens
Name: Dr Arthur Vera
Commonly known by alias, 'Dr Aloe'.
Clearance Level: Level 3
Specialisation: Pathology, SCP Research, Medical Practice, Field Medicine, Emergency Security Detail.
Site of Operations: Wherever needed. Commonly Site-66, Site-19 and Site-11.
SCP Files Authored:
Log Files: The Omega-7 and The Bench of Shame
Profile: Dr Vera is a 32 year old Asian American male, standing at 5ft 6" tall with brown eyes and dyed hair. While his natural hair colour is dark brown, he prefers to bleach and dye it to a pale green. He is an upbeat and slightly dramatic doctor who has worked at the foundation for close to 7 years, located wherever he's needed most. He was picked up by the Foundation fresh out of education with a PhD in Infectious Disease Epidemiology and an MBBS. He often operates as a field medic, acting as support for the MTF with his quick thinking and extensive knowledge on anomalous injuries and pathogens, especially the latter. It's not uncommon to see him donning a respirator or even a full hazmat suit in the field, but on site he tends toward the more typical doctor look.
When he's not out with MTF units Dr Vera can be found treating anomalous infections and illnesses in the nearest medical ward, watering his potted plants in his office, or pounding canned coffee in the cafeteria to pull an all nighter. He's generally a bright soul who never misses an opportunity for a plant based pun, but can be deathly serious should the need arise.
Additional Details: -Dr Vera's current codename, 'Dr Aloe', was given colloquially rather than by Site Command due to the plants he keeps on his allotted desk at most sites, as well as his actual last name. It is worth noting that Dr Vera is extremely protective of his plants.
Though his main expertise is in the medical field, Dr Vera also has a quiet passion for graphic design which he dabbles in during his spare time.
Notes:
- "I want to make clear that SCP-073 is not to ever go near my desk at Site-17 ever again. My poor Aeonium hardly made it." -Dr Dr Arthur 'Aloe' Vera
-"Just take it with you next time. We can't keep 073 away from your dumb plants 24/7." -Unknown
-"We've never met and I hope it stays like that, you callous bastard." -Dr Dr Arthur 'Aloe' Vera
Despite all the strange, dangerous, and downright ridiculous things that Omega-7 dealt with on a near daily basis, hearing the words "team building exercise" out of Able's mouth had to be one of the weirdest occurrences yet. And they had fought a hoard of octopus headed zombies just the other week, and subdued a dangerous cult of 'spidertaurs' (centaurs but with spiders) the week before (a messy job). And even in comparison to those events, it seemed terribly strange.
That was until they all found themselves standing across from him in one of the site's gym halls, with foam balls, the weapon of choice for this battle, scattered across the ground. No-one was sure of the motive for teaching Able how to play, but it was unanimously agreed that it was probably something to do with Dr Bright. But Able wasn't telling.
Able's idea of a team building exercise, simply put, was this: the whole of Omega-7 vs him in an (almost) no holds barred dodgeball match. And no-one was stopping until someone opposing him finally got a hit in on him. It was bound to be chaotic. The only rule was no aiming for the groin (something something honour ect). (And you had to sit off to the side, on the colloquially named bench of shame, once you were hit. Poor A-A was spending most of his time there.)
Able -despite only being told the rules approximately three hours ago, according to his own words- had learned exceedingly quickly and turned out to have some lethal accuracy when it came to throwing balls that nearly matched his accuracy in throwing weapons, though one could argue that a foam ball did count as a weapon in his hands. After all, if a nerf sword had counted, surely a dodgeball would too. The bruises were inevitable, and there would be many of them. Training the day after was going to be hellish.
Round one barely even lasted a minute.
Yaakov got hit square in the forehead in round three, and was knocked out for several seconds before Bayou helped him up and he joined A-A on the bench of shame. It was about then that Omega-7 realised that with enough speed and the right angle, one of these foam balls could easily spell serious injury. Or maybe even death, with enough force behind it.
A-A actually lasted a little over ten seconds in round four, and then was promptly hit in the left side with some considerable force when he excitedly turned to Lucas, commenting "Hey, I'm actually not doing too bad!". Able yelled at him for not paying attention as he hung his head and returned to his rightful place on the bench. In that same round Julian's hiccups, which had been persisting since halfway through the previous round, were cured by an extremely forceful hit to the chest which also left him winded for several minutes.
Round six involved Iris making an extremely undignified sound after tripping up on a ball aimed at her feet and landing on her ass, which it later turned out had resulted in a bruised coccyx, and Lucas using Vaughn as a human shield after shouting "Every man for himself!". Vaughn did get put out with a ball to the leg toward the end, but not before sidestepping a ball aimed for him and letting it hit Lucas, who muttered something about 'betrayal' and 'treachery' as he walked off the play area.
Round 14 put Julian on the bench for the forseeable future; A ball hit her hand and bent it back at a awful angle, accompanied by a noise that she would rather not have heard.
Able only called for a brief break after twenty rounds, in every one of which he absolutely decimated the rest of Omega-7. While everyone sat on the bench, tired, panting, and thoroughly battered, he stood in front of them. He hadn't even broken a sweat.
"You're all missing the point of this exercise." He growled, unimpressed. "You are meant to work together. Communicate!"
"With all due respect…" Bayou looked up from tiredly studying the floor. "Dodgeball isn't really a great team game. It's like Monopoly. It practically breeds hatred."
Vaughn chose that moment to give Lucas a very pointed look.
"Well you'll have to come up with a strategy. Together. We aren't stopping until you people defeat me at least once! Understand?"
A chorus of tired "okay"s and "yes, sir"s followed. Able squinted critically at them for quite some time, and a feeling of nervousness crept up on all of them under the close scrutiny. It was like a uniform inspection before school photos by a notoriously strict teacher; thoroughly uncomfortable.
"You have three minutes." He said finally.
"Only three?" A-A exclaimed.
"Think of something. In a real battle you wouldn't even have that long!"
Able crossed his arms over his chest and walked to the opposite side of the room, leaning against the far wall and silently counting the seconds.
Vaughn sighed. "This is useless. How the hell are we supposed to beat that?"
"He's not our commander for no reason, that's for sure." Yaakov took a swig from his water bottle and sat back, determined to get the most rest out of the two minutes as possible.
"So…" A-A said, cautiously optimistic in the fact that maybe not all hope was lost. "Does anyone actually have a plan?"
"Nope"
"Not a thing."
"Nada."
A-A's cautious optimism was fading embarrassingly quickly, almost as quickly as their remaining time. A couple of seconds of awkward silence followed, until it was broken.
"Actually," Iris piped up. "I might have an idea… Everyone huddle in, I only have time to say this once."
"Your time is up!" Able barked across the room as he strode back to his side of the court and tossing a ball in Omega-7's direction, breaking up the squad's huddle. "For your own sakes, I hope you've come up with something."
The team looked at each other and nodded. Suddenly it all seemed a lot more serious; with any luck this would be a real chance to impress. However, if they screwed this up, they'd look anything but competent. Also, Able now seemed more pissed off than usual, meaning the chance of injury was now significantly higher.
A-A was the first out: no surprise there. He got a ball square in the chest, but seemed oddly happy about taking his seat on the bench. The rest were lasting well; Able even yelled some praise at Nicole after a particularly impressive dodge, and was so focused on the game that he barely registered the flash of light to his right side, assuming it was nothing but the sun glinting through the window. He aimed a ball at Iris, only to find it blocked by Yaakov's arm, putting him out instead. And after he'd been doing so well, too. That self sacrificing attitude would do him no good in the field.
He barely noticed the tiny white shape that slid across the floor.
He did notice how most of the team had moved to one side of the room. A foolish move on their part, and he couldn't help but shake his head. They were making themselves a bigger target! With his attention on the valuable lesson about spacing he was about to give his team, he was delayed in noticing the ball rolling behind him. When he turned his head, it was gone from where it should have been-
And just a second later, he felt it hit his back.
He whipped around, confused. There had been no one at his flank, so how in the hell had he been hit from behind? And then, his eyes landed on his team who were cheering and crowding Iris, who was laughing and holding a slip of paper in her hand. No, not a slip of paper. A photograph.
All at once it all fell into place; A-A's upbeat attitude when he was put out, the flash to his right, the thing that slid across the floor. Able realised that he had lost. He strode over and took a seat on the bench of shame as Iris was hoisted up onto Vaughn's shoulders. All it took was a loud cough into his fist to have the team's attention back on him. He could tell from the look on their faces they thought he would chew them out for cheating, but he would do no such thing. After all, the only real rule he had laid down was no aiming for the groin.
Well, that and the rule that said once you were beaten, you were to sit on the bench of shame.
"You have all done well." He announced. "That was a truly unique strategy. Who was it that spawned it?"
Iris shyly waved from atop Vaughn's shoulder's.
Able nodded approvingly. "You have bested me yet again, girl. Looks truly are deceiving." He stood with a bow. "You have all bested me."
The celebratory cheers returned. Iris punched the air, and near lost her balance on her perch after a particularly good high five from Bayou. Able laughed and headed for the door. He should have known better than to look down on his team in such a way. After all, they were his chosen elite.
"Your victory calls for celebration!" He proclaimed with a sharp toothed grin. "Come, to the cafeteria!"
"Um, Commander? Julian's wrist is broken."
"…Alright, to the infirmary! And then the cafeteria!"
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Threat level: ● Green
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be kept in safe storage locker J-C-18 at Site-64. In the event that SCP-XXXX is found outside of it's locker personnel should not attempt to directly pick it up during recovery. SCP-XXXX should instead be 'herded' by at least two personnel, preferably
D-Class, into a sealable box so it may then be picked up and transported back to it's locker.
Description:SCP-XXXX is a standard rubber dodgeball. It is red in colour and has a diameter of 22cm, placing it in the blocker category of dodgeballs. SCP-XXXX is not printed with a logo of any kind anywhere in it's surface, with it's only discernible feature being a small printed barcode. Attempts to discern the object's origin by scanning the barcode have proved inconclusive.
SCP-XXXX cannot be touched directly. When any attempt is made to touch the object with any limb or held object, the ball will jump away from whatever is trying to touch it at a speed anywhere between 10mph to just over 100mph before coming to an abrupt stop when out of easy reach. SCP-XXXX can only be transported by being 'herded' in the direction of a sealable container and shut inside.
While being untouchable directly, SCP-XXXX can hit any person as it moves away from another. This indicates that SCP-XXXX doesn't count accidental contact as a proper attempt at making contact. If touched by accident, SCP-XXXX will move whatever distance a regular ball would, emitting a high pitch noise that has been noted to sound like a vocalisation of the word "sorry". SCP-XXXX has been assumed to have some level of self awareness due to the fact that it appears to know when something comes near it, and whether the contact was accidental or not.
| Test Number: 1 Time: 5/6/20██ |
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| Subject(s) | SCP-XXXX, D-6735 |
| Protocol | SCP-XXXX is herded into the middle of a standard testing chamber. D-6735 Is instructed to kick SCP-XXXX as hard as she can. |
| Results | SCP-XXXX accelerates away from D-6735 at 70mph, ricocheting off the test chamber wall and striking D-6735 in the shoulder and dislocating the joint, as well as causing severe bruising. Vocalisation of "sorry" is heard on impact. |
| Test Number: 2 Time: 02/7/20██ |
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| Subject(s) | SCP-XXXX, D-7234 |
| Protocol | SCP-XXXX is herded into the middle of a standard testing chamber. D-7234 is instructed to quickly move his hand toward the object, but stop just short of making contact. |
| Results | SCP-XXXX moves away slightly and vocalises a high pitched, startled noise, before seemingly hesitating and returning to it's original position. |
| Test Number: 3 Time: 02/7/20██ |
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| Subject(s) | SCP-XXXX, Researcher Grey. |
| Protocol | SCP-XXXX is herded into the middle of a standard testing chamber. Researcher Gray rolls a standard rubber dodgeball toward the subject intending for the two to bump together. |
| Results | SCP-XXXX rolls away at speed, clocked at 30mph, and bumps into the test chamber wall resulting in it rolling back toward Researcher Grey. SCP-XXXX makes contact with Researcher Grey's foot, and vocalises "sorry". |
Addendum 1: Discovery and Recovery of Object:
SCP-XXXX was discovered in ██████████ High School, Florida, by a group of 5 schoolboys and their Gym teacher, Mrs. Anderson. The schoolboys in question had been loitering in the school gym hall during their lunch break when they discovered the object in a supply closet along with several other non-anomalous dodgeballs. Mrs. Anderson reportedly heard excited shouting in the hall from her office and, when she went to investigate, found the group attempting to his and stamp on SCP-XXXX to observe its anomalous effect. While she was reprimanding the group for loitering in the hall, one boy attempted to stamp on SCP-XXXX one last time, sending it at high speed into another boy's leg and causing a fractured tibia. Mrs. Anderson called for an ambulance for the injured boy, and then 'herded' the SCP into a cardboard box with the aid of the remaining 4 boys. The incident was reported to the Principle, who later turned the box containing SCP-XXXX to the authorities the next day, who handed SCP-XXXX over to the Foundation.
All involved civilians were administered Class-B amnestics. The injured boy recovered without incident.
Addendum 2:
Senior Researchers are required to fully explain containment procedures to Junior Research staff when tasking them with the re-containment of SCP-XXXX. Giving Junior Research staff only a vague idea of the procedures and proceeding to 'watch and laugh' at the following containment efforts is right out.
SCP involved: SCP-XXXX
Personnel involved: Senior Researcher Dr. Abner, Junior Research Assistant Maria Abernathy, Junior Research Assistant Thomas Lake, D-7234
Date: 19/8/20██
Location: Site 64
Description: Following Test-XXXX-2, Senior Researcher Dr. Abner instructed Junior Research Assistants Maria Abernathy and Thomas Lake, both of whom were simply passing by, to re-contain SCP-XXXX. Dr. Abner intentionally failed to give full disclosure of the SCP's containment procedures and left the door to the testing chamber open. When Abernathy attempted to touch SCP-XXXX, it proceeded to shoot out of the door and into the hallway. Further re-containment attempts by Junior Research Assistants Maria Abernathy and Thomas Lake, now assisted by D-7234, lasted for 2 hours and resulted in low level accidental property damage over a large area.
After 2 hours Senior Researcher Dr. Abner caught up to the efforts and informed Junior Research Assistants Maria Abernathy and Thomas Lake, along with D-7234, of the proper containment procedures with some difficulty due to excessive laughter. SCP-XXXX was contained without further incident. For some 3 hours after the incident, a repetitive vocalisation of "sorry" was heard from SCP-XXXX.
Senior Researcher Dr. Abner was appropriately reprimanded for his actions, but has remarked that it was "so [EXPLETIVE REDACTED] worth it.".
Dr Kondraki looked up from his coffee to see a pair of fresh faced personnel in front of him. One of them nervously clutched a clipboard, the other had her hands free but looked like she wished she had one too, just to occupy her hands. Their name tags read 'Junior Research Assistant Anne Morrison' and 'Junior Research Assistant Marie Thompson' respectively. He raised an eyebrow as they seemed to confer with each other briefly, hushed.
"So." he said finally, "Do you need something, or are you just gonna stand there?"
They both seemed to startle at the question, fumbling over words that Kondraki couldn't make out. Eventually the one with the clipboard nudged the other forward encouragingly, who finally began to speak.
"Um, Dr Kondraki…"
"Yeah, that's my name." Kondraki deadpanned, taking a sip of coffee, "Do you need something or what?"
"Well, not necessarily, but… Well, we heard some things, and… Well… We were wondering if-"
The one with the clipboard butted in impatiently as Kondraki raised his mug back up to his lips. "We were wondering if, if you and Dr Clef were an item!"
Kondraki damn near spat out his coffee, but managed to just choke on it. He coughed for a minute, then set his mug down to avoid doing it again. He then turned his attention to the pair, who were beginning to look as though they would rather not be there.
"…What?" was all he could say.
"Well, we just heard some rumours that you guys were… You know, a thing…" Morrison trailed off.
"So we figured if we wanted to know if it was true, we should ask you!"
Kondraki piched the bridge of his nose, half out of exasperation and half because he'd got coffee in it when he choked, and it hurt. How the hell were you even meant to get coffee out of your nose, anyway? He'd need to know. "Why not ask Clef?"
"Well…" Thompson looked embarrassed, "Dr Clef is kinda scary. And we couldn't find him."
Kondraki sighed. How was he going to give an answer that didn't sound like some schoolgirl skirting around saying she liked some boy? If he fucked this up and gave them something all vague, they were gonna go away thinking they were a thing. If he gave something too quick, it'd look like an excuse.
"Hell no. I hate that bastard." yes, perfect.
The pair looked surprised, Thompson especially, "Ah, really? Most people told us that you at least seemed like friends…"
"I dunno where they got that idea." Kondraki dismissed, then spoke again before either of them could ask anything else, "Now, don't you ladies have work to do?"
He watched as they startled and scampered off, their apologies for wasting his time and such trailing away with them. Picking up his mug again, he downed the contents and dumped it in the dishwasher. He had work to get on with too. But before that, he'd be searching 'how to wash out your nose'.
This was just embarrassing, even without anyone to see him. More embarrassing than being seen rinsing his nose in the bathroom.
He couldn't focus. He didn't think that what that pair had said would get to him in the slightest, but here he was; he'd barely written a sentence of the incident report he'd been meaning to get around to for ages. This felt thoroughly unfair; he hadn't had the time to do it for weeks, and now that he did he couldn't. Typical bullshit. Those girls might have been the ones to bring Clef up, but he was going to blame Clef himself for this lapse in concentration.
It was sort of understandable for people to think they were friends, he'd grant them that. They hadn't been at each others throats too much recently, and he guessed they had their moments. The occasional (slightly too hot) coffee dropped off on his desk when he really needed it. Laughing over tests gone horribly wrong at the water cooler when they had some downtime, to avoid thinking about how much worse it could have gone. Seeing how many plastic cups they could stack on a sleeping Kain to procrastinate on working. Going to the medical bay together after Kain woke up and bit them, still laughing.
He remembered taking a bullet for him, once. He didn't know what came over him, really; that D-Class broke free and a second later he was in front of Clef with a growing stain on his clothes. The one day he'd worn one of those damned, starch white labcoats, too. The next thing he knew, he was in the nearest medical wing with a beeping heartrate monitor giving him a headache.
Apparently, according to the nurse, Clef had only left his bedside because he'd been called to deal with an incident offsite. He came back to bother him once he was done, of course. With a get well soon card and everything. He'd bought him dinner after that, once he got out of hospital and he actually enjoyed it too, despite the company. Come to think of it he hadn't seen him in a while, but he knew he was onsite somewhere…
He sighed and opened his emails.
From: benjamin.kondraki@██████████.com
To: alto.clef@██████████.com
Subject: Possible discussion
If you're available, I'd like to get coffee with you and talk some about recent events. There's a lot for me to fill you in on, and it would be beneficial for me to know what you've been working on. Let me know a time and place that would be convenient.
No, that was way too formal for something so mundane. He deleted it all and tried again.
From: benjamin.kondraki@██████████.com
To: alto.clef@██████████.com
Subject: Catching up
Hey, haven't seen you in a while. If you have the time, let's get coffee and catch up- I bet you've been up to a lot. My treat.
Nope, no. That made it sound just a little too much like a date.
From: benjamin.kondraki@██████████.com
To: alto.clef@██████████.com
Subject: Messing with some Juniors
A couple of junior researchers asked if we were an item earlier. I told them no, but we should go get coffee later. You can hang onto my arm, just to mess with them. Sound fun?
…Not bad at first glance. But after he read it over a few times it looked more and more like a cheap, clunky excuse to see him. He'd try one last time, and if he didn't come up with something decent he'd just scrap the idea.
From: benjamin.kondraki@██████████.com
To: alto.clef@██████████.com
Subject: Oi, bastard
Haven't seen you around recently. Let's grab coffee; I have shit to tell you about.
…Fuck it, it'd do. He hit send, and hoped he'd get a reply soon.
Kondraki was scouring through a list of common complaints when he got an email. He told himself he could wait and check in a minute when he was done, but soon found himself putting the papers down and opening his emails, finding it was Clef, like he'd hoped.
From: alto.clef@██████████.com
To: benjamin.kondraki@██████████.com
Subject: Oi, bastard
Sure, on my way to your office now. Prepare. I have a lot to complain about over this coffee.
Wait, right now? Well, shit. He put the papers to the side to deal with later, getting up and stretching. Hopefully he'd have a minute before he got here to sort a couple of things out real quick.
Suddenly, a knock sounded on the door. A second later, Clef's voice rang out from behind it.
"Hey, Konny! Ready for me to complain?"
Kondraki sighed and went to the door. He opened it to find Clef standing there as expected, looking as smug and annoying as ever. Not too unwelcome a sight, for once.
"Ready as I'll ever be."
"Oh boy, where do I begin…?"
"You can't even wait until we actually get coffee?"
Kondraki locked the door to his office and took a few steps away from it, beginning to walk away. Clef caught up to him quickly with a second or two of light jogging, hands clasped behind his back.
"Nope"
Clef grinned. Kondraki sighed. This was going to be a very, very long coffee break…
But hey, maybe it wouldn't be that bad.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe Neutralised
Threat level: ● Green
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be kept in safe storage locker J-C-886 at Site-64, and is not to be removed at any point for non testing related reasons. Irrelevant as of 12/8/2017.
Description: SCP-XXXX was a daisy chain comprised of 20 individual daisies, made in the shape of two loops rather than the traditional one for the purposes of having two individuals wear it at once. SCP-XXXX could not be destroyed by any means attempted by the Foundation and was deemed for all intents and purposes indestructible; however, the petals of SCP-XXXX were observed to wither slightly on several occasions.
Addendum 1: Discovery and Recovery of Object
On 17/9/1995 SCP-XXXX was recovered Meredale Day Nursery on the grounds Meredale Independent School in Kent after it's anomalous nature was discovered by Mrs Cade, a staff member at the Nursery. Mrs Joanne Cade discovered the nature of SCP-XXXX upon attempting to separate two 5 year old girls in her care, Sophie Brown and Amelia Miller, to have them take part in different activities. During her attempt she had difficulty physically separating them and found that they were both wearing SCP-XXXX. SCP-XXXX was taken from the girls after they were required to take it off to play in a sandpit.
After inspecting SCP-XXXX Mrs Cade relinquished it to the head teacher Mrs Lizz Burnet after becoming extremely confused, who posted about SCP-XXXX's unusual properties online. The post alerted the Foundation, and SCP-XXXX was removed from the grounds of Merdale Independent School. The post was removed and all directly involved were administered Class-B amnestics following an interrogation of Sophie Brown and Amelia Miller.
Interview Log XXXX-3 Transcript
Interviewed: Sophie Brown, Amelia Miller
Interviewer: Dr. Morrison
Date: 20/9/1995
Foreword: The following is an excerpt of a short interview by Dr. Morrison, inquiring after the origin of SCP-XXXX.
<Begin Log>
Dr. Morrison: Okay, let's begin. Can you two girls please say your name for the record?
Sophie Brown: I'm Sophie Brown, mister.
Amelia Miller: I'm Amelia! I'm five!
Dr. Morrison: I know you are, sweetie, but can you tell me your second name?
Amelia Miller: Oh, Miller!
Dr. Morrison: Good, good. Now, I wan't to ask you two something, okay?
<Both nod.>
Dr. Morrison: Do you remember the daisy chain you made a couple of days ago?
Sophie Brown: Yeah! We made a really big one…
<Sophia stretches out her arms.>
Sophie Brown: But it broke, so we made a small one.
Dr. Morrison: That's a shame. Why not make another big one?
Sophie Brown: 'Cause it was nearly half past twelve.
Dr. Morrison: What happens at half past twelve?
Amelia Miller: We have to go back inside. Even if it's sunny… What do you do, mister?
Dr. Morrison: What do I do? …I'm a doctor.
Amelia Miller: Do you get a big lunch break?
Dr. Morrison: <Chuckling> No, I'm very busy.
Amelia Miller: Aww, that sounds boring.
Sophie Brown: Why don't you come here? We get a whole hour!
Dr. Morrison: I have a lot of important adult stuff to do. Now, can I ask you about that smaller daisy chain you made?
Sophie Brown: It was small, but we made it with two holes so we could both put it on!
Amelia Miller: And it was really strong.
Dr. Morrison: Really? How strong?
Amelia Miller: Really strong! Like it was made of… pipe cleaners. But it was comfy, so it was like the really fluffy ones.
Sophie Brown: I love those ones! They're so soft!
Dr. Morrison: Girls, could I just have your attention a little longer? Why was it so strong, do you think?
Sophie Brown: Maybe 'cause we're strong?
Amelia Miller: We're not, though?
<Dr. Morrison is observed to hold back laughter.>
Sophie Brown: Maybe… uh. I don't know, we did it as a friendship bracelet.
Amelia Miller: <Gasps> Maybe that's why? 'Cause it's a friendship thing!
Sophie Brown: Oh, yeah! I bet!
Dr. Morrison: I'm not really following… Why is that?
Amelia Miller: 'Cause it's a friendship bracelet! And we're super best friends!
Sophie Brown: Mhm! And we're gonna be friends forever, even when we get all old!
Dr. Morrison: Is that so? That's sweet.
Sophie Brown: Yeah, we're gonna be friends forever and ever! Hey doctor, do adults make bracelets for your best friends too? So you'll be together forever.
Dr. Morrison: Ah, not really. Nothing last forever, especially when you're an adult.
Sophie Brown: That's gotta be wrong! 'Cause we're gonna be friends as adults too!
Amelia Miller: Yeah! We're gonna live together and everything.
Dr. Morrison: Really? That's nice. I hope you do that.
Amelia Miller: We will!
<End Log>
Notes: Both Amelia Miller and Sophie Brown were administered Class-B amnestics post interview.
Addendum 2: Neutralisation
On 12/8/2017, SCP-XXXX was removed from it's locker for testing. However, it was observed to have completely withered and dried out. Testing showed that SCP-XXXX had lost it's anomalous effects and was no longer indestructible, and was summarily incinerated. The resulting ashes showed no anomalous properties and were disposed of along with general waste.
A short investigation into the well-being of Sophie Brown and Amelia Miller found that the two had completely ceased contact following a disagreement over Mrs Brown's decision to marry without Miss Miller as her bridesmaid. After confirming the well-being of both women, the investigation was abandoned.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Threat level: ● Green
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be contained in a standard humanoid containment chamber. Subject's bed sheets are to be replaced bi-weekly. Subject is to have a standard medical and psychological examination once every 6 months or when deemed necessary. Reasonable requests may be granted given approval from a member of staff with clearance Level 4 or higher.
Due to the nature of SCP-XXXXs anomalous effects, all garments provided to SCP-XXXX are to be backless to prevent discomfort and/or injury.
SCP-XXXX can be granted a maximum of 4 hours of limited socialisation a day on request, following level 3 approval. Subject is required to wear a identifying bracelet and is to be supervised by at least 1 guard and researcher.
In the event that SCP-XXXXs anomalous effects are triggered outside of its containment, it is to be guided to a safe place with no tripping hazards and supervised until its effects subside. Subject may return to socialisation or be taken back to containment at supervisor discretion.
Description: SCP-XXXX is 31 year old human female, 152cm tall and 39.8kg, with red hair and green eyes. Subject is of Irish descent and was previously known as Aileen Shey. Subject is generally well mannered and polite, and has made no attempt to escape containment, complacent in being contained by the Foundation. Subject has expressed interest in discovering the nature of its own anomalous effects.
SCP-XXXXs anomalous effect manifests when the subject feels embarrassed, scared or humiliated. During the period of time the emotions are prevalent additional arms sprout from the subjects back to cover its face. This effect is involuntary, but does no longer cause distress in the subject. SCP-XXXX has no control over the arms that it grows and cannot see for the duration of the effect due to the covering of its eyes. The weight of the appendages in more extreme cases has been noted to cause SCP-XXXX discomfort. SCP-XXXXs additional arms do not attempt to cover any part of its body aside from its face, leading to a danger of suffocation in very extreme cases due to pressure on the face.
Observation has shown that the number of arms grown is dependent on the severity of the humiliation or other emotion felt by the subject. The apparent minimum growth is 2 additional arms, with a current maximum observed to be up to 26. Upon SCP-XXXX returning to a regular mental state, the appendages are observed to retreat back inside the subjects body.
As testing an anomalous effect of this nature is challenging, SCP-XXXX is observed outside of its containment in order to log each occurrence.
Addendum 1: Discovery and Recovery of Object
SCP-XXXX was recovered from the scene of a car crash on the M50 motorway in Ireland by emergency responders. The crash involved 5 cars and caused a total of 3 fatalities among the 18 total people involved, including SCP-XXXX. Responders found SCP-XXXX inside it's car with a counted 5 anomalous appendages covering its face in a state of considerable panic, with minor injuries. SCP-XXXX was taken to the Tallaght University Hospital emergency department for treatment, during which time it lost consciousness and the additional limbs receded.
The crash from which SCP-XXXX was recovered.
The Foundation was quickly alerted of the anomalous nature of SCP-XXXX and it was taken into Foundation custody post recovery from its injuries. All civilians involved were administered Class-B amnestics post incident and given appropriate cover stories. SCP-XXXXs relatives were informed that SCP-XXXX died in the crash.
During the post recovery interview, SCP-XXXX stated that it had felt extremely ashamed of itself after realising that it had killed people in the crash, and had felt the immediate and overwhelming need to hide itself despite its hands being trapped in the wreck of the car. SCP-XXXX had difficulty conveying this due to the fact that a total of 7 additional limbs emerged from its back to cover its face when asked to recount the event.






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