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Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid(?)
Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-XXXX is to be kept in a 3.7 x 3.7 meter standard humanoid containment chamber at Site-42.
SCP-XXXX’s daily diet should contain no more than 100 calories worth of sugar or sugar substitutes, such as high fructose corn syrup and sucrose, per day. While classified as SCP-XXXX-2, SCP-XXXX-2’s diet should only consist of high-sugar foods and sweeteners such as candy, pastries and cake-like goods, until SCP-XXXX-2 returns to its initial form. Personnel assigned to SCP-XXXX are not to mention, reference, or wear any form of clothing or memorabilia regarding clowns, a circus aesthetic, high-sugar foods, exotic makeups, or forms of royalty while in the presence of SCP-XXXX unless under specifications of testing or informational interview.
SCP-XXXX may be allowed at a maximum of 4 days out of the week upon request, access to on-site physical exercise rooms and to the cafeteria area during lunch hours, under supervision of no less than 2 armed security personnel.
SCP-XXXX is to be routinely shaved by a skilled on-site barber once per month in an attempt to minimize the subject’s anomalous effects upon itself.
Security personnel are to be equipped with tranquilizers and standard artillery in order to subdue SCP-XXXX or SCP-XXXX-2 should either attempt to breach containment. SCP-XXXX is to be given class-A amnestics after a fully triggered activation of SCP-XXXX’s anomalous effects via testing or unprecedented breach of containment procedures upon request.
All forms of media such as literature, music and artworks allotted to SCP-XXXX should be vetted for material stated previously, and should not be given to SCP-XXXX under any circumstances should such material exist in requested media.
SCP-XXXX is to be scheduled a mental therapy session and checkup by Dr. Malia once per month.
Description:
SCP-XXXX is a mixed-Caucasian male seemingly in his mid 20’s, standing at 2.08 meters tall and weighing about 122.5 kg. SCP-XXXX formally refers to itself as "Gestarkos", however it has stated that it highly prefers not to be called as such by site personnel, and instead reference to it’s foundation given numerical title is enough. The subject is reported by staff to be of a kind and very calm demeanor. As of 1/26/21, SCP-XXXX has requested the following additional items and terms for it’s containment unit:
- A sketch book and non-colorful artist’s supplies: Accepted
- A rotating assortment of literature, primarily Fictional adventure: Accepted
- Weekly newspaper articles: Accepted
- A dart board and set of darts: Denied
- A varied collection of adult magazines: Denied
- An MP3 music player: Accepted
- A weekly “date night” with Dr. █████: Denied
- A baritone ukulele: accepted
SCP-XXXX shows an anomalous reaction to depictions of clowns, carnival aesthetic, exotic or outlandish makeups, and anything that can be physically sensed regarding or related to a carnival, including but not limited to:
- the smell of cotton candy
- Fairground and calliope music
- Highly colorful arrays of lights
- Big top circus tents, or depictions of such
- Depictions of clowns
- Posters similar to that of circus advertisements
- Performance animals
- Large collections of balloons
- Consuming large amounts of sugar or sweeteners
Should SCP-XXXX be subject to consistent prolonged exposure of the aforementioned or similar (documented anywhere between 1 hour to 5 minutes), SCP-XXXX will undergo a physical transformation akin to that of a large, intimidating circus clown. The transformation consists of the subject’s hair rapidly growing to a maximum recorded length of 1.2 meters, with well defined red streaks throughout that trails down its back, it’s skin fading in color until near or completely white, with a varying array of marks appearing on SCP-XXXX’s face, usually dark black, but can vary in colors of purple, red, yellow, and green (These features have been proven not to be a matter bi-product such as paint, but an altered feature of SCP-XXXX’s skin).
The subject’s eyes become a neon palette of varying colors as well. SCP-XXXX’s teeth grow larger, and become significantly sharper in appearance, as well as it’s fingers becoming longer and bony. SCP-XXXX’s feet also grow in size, up to 6 extra inches in length. The subject’s nose becomes bulbous and bright red, with a faint sheen on the skin.
Once in this state of metamorphosis, SCP-XXXX is to be classified as SCP-XXXX-2, until the transformation dissipates, which has been recorded to take anywhere from 3 hours to 9 days. While in this state, SCP-XXXX-2 is shown to have a significantly more active, excited, and often violent or insensitive demeanor. SCP-XXXX-2 refuses to consume food that does not consist mostly of sugar or sweeteners, stating that
“It just doesn’t sit well in a clown’s stomach.”
SCP-XXXX-2 has been actively rough, and/or violent to personnel with little regards for their safety or well-being. Whether this is blatant lack of self awareness or intended malice towards personnel is unconfirmed, however the misfortune or mistakes of others does seem to entertain SCP-XXXX-2 to a varying degree. In-depth testing has shown SCP-XXXX-2 to have notably increased durability, strength, and dexterity in comparison to SCP-XXXX, despite the unconventional transformations to its body. SCP-XXXX-2 has also shown to gain supernatural abilities while in this form, that which are not possible as SCP-XXXX. These abilities include, but are not limited to:
- Materializing objects such as balloons, colored baseballs, cream pies, cotton candy and other sugary foods, colored cloth, and an array of both real and fake weapons, ranging from hatchets and mallets, to slingshots and bow and arrows, from seemingly nowhere.
- Elongation of its own limbs, up to 5 times their original length
- Detachment, reattachment, and regrowth of body parts, including its own head, while feeling little discomfort
- The ability to inflate certain limbs and regions of its body to morbidly grotesque proportions.
- The ability to juggle up to a recorded 29 small items at one time
- giving objects anomalous effects when interacted with, such as being lighter, denser, translucent, elastic, etc.
- Magic tricks which cannot be physically explained or reproduced, such as causing items to genuinely disappear and reappear without touching them.
When interviewed SCP-XXXX refers to SCP-XXXX-2 as, “The Clown High King.” SCP-XXXX expresses a general hatred for this alternate version of itself, and vice versa, and sincerely apologizes regularly for its unruly behavior and actions as SCP-XXXX-2. for more information regarding this, see addendum 1B, Interview Log 1.
Addendum XXXX-1A:
SCP-XXXX came into foundation custody after police apprehended a suspect while investigating a report of a travelling circus going by the name of “The World-Wide Caravan of Clownery”, which was located in the town of █████████, Louisiana at the time, spontaneously combusting into flames and being destroyed in the middle of the night of September ████, 2019. SCP-XXXX was found in a state of disarray and confusion at the scene of the incident. Once SCP-XXXX’s anomalous properties became obvious after being interrogated about the incident by local police, and SCP-XXXX-2 retaliating against police officers (Killing 3, and injuring 2), an undercover operative working at the police station called MTF agent reinforcements to subdue and contain SCP-XXXX. All bystanders and those who witnessed the event, as well as survivors of SCP-XXXX-2’s attack were treated with class B and class C amnestics; all memories of the incident and existence of the circus were wiped, and survivors were informed that they had been in a severe automobile accident while on duty.
Note: The full extent of properties that can trigger SCP-XXXX-2 is currently unknown and being tested. However, the extent of how long SCP-XXXX remains as SCP-XXXX-2 has been confirmed to be loosely connected to SCP-XXXX’s emotions. Being enraged, aggravated, or scared/anxious at the time can prolong the transformation into SCP-XXXX-2). It should also be noted that the unsupervised growth of SCP-XXXX’s hair has been shown to make SCP-XXXX more susceptible to transformation, and should be managed accordingly.
Addendum XXXX-1B, Interview log 1:
The following interview was conducted by psychotherapist Dr. Claire of site 42 on 03/██/20
Interviewed: SCP-XXXX
*Begin Interview Video Log:Dr. Claire: “Good afternoon, SCP-XXXX”
SCP-XXXX: “Same to you, doctor.”
Dr. Claire: “I’ve come to ask you some questions regarding you, and your interesting abilities. We encourage you to answer as many as you can.”
SCP-XXXX:”Of course. But, I wouldn’t call any of what you've seen an ability. I think I've just been cursed.”
Dr. Claire: “I see. Let's start with some simple questions. What is your date of birth?”
SCP-XXXX: ”I’m not exactly sure. We never really kept ages. Perhaps, sometime in April to may, 20, 30 years ago.”
Dr. Claire: “Have you always had this, curse? If not, where does it originate from?”
SCP-XXXX: “No, I haven't. But, I remember always being told It would develop eventually. That I was ‘destined’ to become the next ‘King.’”
Dr. Claire: “And, do you remember who told you these things?”
SCP-XXXX: “Everyone. My family. My mother…My circus troupe. For as long as I can remember, I was always given special treatment. like I was important.”
Dr. Claire: “Can you elaborate?”
SCP-XXXX: "Ever since birth, I was called 'The Clown Prince.' And was told that my legacy was to take the place of my father, and liberate the 'Carnival Born.' …I think they believed I was some kind of prophecy. But i was never given time to learn what any of it meant. Just more…Preparation."
Dr. Claire: “Can you tell us more about your family? You mentioned your father?”
SCP-XXXX: "My father. My father…my…."
(SCP-XXXX begins to mildly hyperventilate, and can be seen to tear up while looking upwards at the ceiling, but calms himself shortly after)
"…I-I would..would rather, not talk about him, If that's alright with you."Dr. Claire: "That's perfectly fine. Perhaps, your mother?"
SCP-XXXX: "If you could call her a mother. She was never the type console or, really care for anyone. I never learned much about her, but I learned enough through the rumors. 'A human who abandoned her responsibilities and ran away to a circus. And just happened to find one of the few full of real, live clowns.' …I could have had a normal life…"
Dr. Claire: "do you believe it's possible that there are others like you? did you have any siblings, or, others that came from the same happenstance?"
SCP-XXXX: "I had siblings, but they were never held in as high regard as I was. They seemed fine with it though. I'm not sure where they would be, or, if they're even alive. But I'd rather not see them again anyways."
Dr. Claire: "…Do you remember what happened, the night you came into our custody? How did the fire begin?
SCP-XXXX: "That night…It was just supposed to be another, perfectly regular ceremonial night among the clowns. But it was the first night it manifested. Brought on by, something they were chanting. All I remember is sitting in the middle of a ring made of my brothers, sisters, friends, and decorated with paints and jewelry, as every other night of a full moon. And suddenly, there was this, aching and churning, all over and in my body. It felt like torture, but at the same time…unbelievably powerful. Afterwards, there’s a gap in my mind. The last thing I remember…is the fire. And, being hauled away by police. While being interrogated, that same feeling of aching started again, but not as intensely. I blacked out, But I can assume what happened afterwards. Then you all came along. That’s…about it.”
Dr. Claire: “Well…that is certainly a lot of information for us to process. Thank you for sharing, but it seems we are out of time for today. You may return to your chambers, now.”
SCP-XXXX: “Please. All I ask is that you find some way to undo whatever this is. I don’t want to be cursed with this…clown king, or whatever it is, being a part of me anymore. I just want to live a normal life, for once.”
Dr. Claire: “We understand, XXXX. Trust me, you’re in good hands here at the foundation.”
*End Interview Log
Addendum XXXX-1C, Observation Log:
After the interview, SCP-XXXX returned to its containment unit with escort, and proceeded to take a nap. Between the hours of 1622 and 1746, SCP-XXXX slept. While sleeping, SCP-XXXX was recorded being restless, and talking in his sleep, repeating phrases such as, “I will return,” “I have yet to fail you,” and “██████ will not ██████████████ for long.” (it is noted that SCP-XXXX’s hair grew an excess of 18 centimetres within this time frame, which was promptly shaven after awakening upon request.)
Addendum XXXX-2A, Interview Log 1B:
On 04/██/20, SCP-XXXX was brought in for an interview with SCP-XXXX-2. Despite SCP-XXXX’s initial refusal, it eventually consented to the interview. SCP-XXXX was placed in a 2 x 2 meter temporary reinforced containment unit, and was subjected to 2 depictions of circus clowns, displayed in large frames on either perpendicular wall of the cell, added below:
After 6 minutes and 22 seconds of exposure, SCP-XXXX informed personnel that the transformation was beginning. After 9 minutes and 7 seconds, SCP-XXXX informed staff that it did not feel well, and began having a negative change of demeanor and personality in response to communication. At 14 minutes, SCP-XXXX began to slowly pace the back wall of the room. Effects of the transformation are obvious at this time. After roughly 25 minutes of exposure, SCP-XXXX had fully completed the transformation into SCP-XXXX-2. After confirmation by observational staff, SCP-XXXX-2 was handcuffed, and escorted by MTF agents to a Plexiglas-reinforced meeting room to perform the interview.
The following interview was conducted by psychotherapist Dr. Pierre of site-42 on 04/██/20
*Begin Interview Video Log:
SCP-XXXX-2: (smiles) “evening, Doc.”Dr. Claire: “Hello, XXXX-2. I believe this is the first-”
SCP-XXXX-2: “Oh, Please, there’s no need for all that garbage. You can call me Gestarkos.”
Dr. Claire: “…Right. Thank you for the offer, but unfortunately I am required to refer to you by your assigned SCP numeric. That’s just the rules.”
SCP-XXXX-2: “Whatever. Rules…who needs em, amiright?”
Dr. Claire: “Anyways, I have a few personal questions here we would like you to answer for us, if you wouldn’t mind. We’ll start with this one: Do you feel any form of detachment to SCP-XXXX? If so, how would you define your relationship with XXXX?”
SCP-XXXX-2: “Trapped. Held back. Weighed Down. Cucked. I could go on, but I think you get the jist of it.”
Dr. Claire: “I see. Do you share any memories with XXXX?”
SCP-XXXX-2: “Every f##king one of em. Including everythin’ you’ve tried to suppress from us. I remember how he always tried to ignore his own destiny. How he allowed me to be captured and hauled away by you hard-hatted s##theads. … He’s a liar you know. We both know exactly what happened that night.”
Dr. Claire: “Really? Well, if you can give us a better explanation of what happened on the night of your discovery, I believe it would be most appreciated by our researchers.”
SCP-XXXX-2: “It was everything the little worm said it was. A beautiful ceremonial prayer on the full moon of the month, to bring forth the development of the next king. The night I finally reached my true potential. A poor evening to choose to raid our fairgrounds. (SCP-XXXX-2 begins to chuckle, and then laugh hysterically).
Dr. Claire: “Please, continue.”
SCP-XXXX-2: “My troupe. They ran. And I pray they escaped. But I stayed behind. And I clobbered, (it is at this time when SCP-XXXX-2 begins to hit the Plexiglas wall in tandem with its words, causing surface cracks to form. This startles Dr. Claire, and encourages Security personnel in the room to ready tranquilizers) smashed, strangled, and burned, every last one of those f##king blasphemous freaks. They wanted to steal me away. To soil my royal name by putting me in a menagerie, or turn me into an abhorrent creature. Less than a Clown. But it seems you lot got to me first.” (SCP-XXXX-2 smiles again, and laughs quietly).
Dr. Claire: “Very interesting. But please, XXXX-2, calm yourself. Would you happen to remember who it was that attacked your troupe that night?”
SCP-XXXX-2: “Oh, a clown, never forgets. And I think your constituents know as well. "
Dr. Claire: “…I believe this brings me to my next question. Are you in affiliation with, or at least know of, a group of interest known as Herman Fuller’s Circus of the Disquieting?”
SCP-XXXX-2: (SCP-XXXX-2 begins to frown, and sighs) “Fuller’s. That damn Sodom and Gomorrah on wheels. Course I know of em. There ain’t a clown who doesn’t. Enslaver and a mockery of my own people. I wish nothing more in the f##ckin world than to burn down their big tops, and liberate those under that Dixie Harlequin’s thumb. They deserve to be free, to perform and act as they wish! Not to model for disgusting abominations made of your kind, and be yanked around on a chain like performance animals. We had been in rivalry with them for god knows how long. Every once a month we’d get a visit from an old fart with an upside down mug, looking for business offers between our Circuses. Told us we’d be better off at Fuller’s. But we all knew exactly what that collection of blasphemers was all about. Eventually, things became heated between us. They started sending more “Agents.” I even got a glimpse of that Magical Bimbo, who’s apparently got all those poor clowns on a chain. How horrendous. I know they’re the reason our ceremony was thrown into flames that night. They knew exactly what was to come of them were I to mature. I bet they’re having a good old time knowing the ultimate pride of the The World-Wide Caravan of Clownery, is locked away in a cell by the old Essie P. But lemme tell you somethin' right here, right now. If you sad depressin' lot have any interest in keeping that display of sin alive and well…You’d better keep your front doors locked tighter than ever.”
Dr. Claire: “Well, XXXX-2, This interview has been extremely informative. We’ll take your …recommendation into account. Thank you for your time here today, but I believe we’ve gotten all the information we need for now. You may be escorted back to your temporary chambers until the transformation wears off.”
SCP-XXXX-2: “Hey, doc. (SCP-XXXX-2 laughs) Wanna see a magic trick?”
Dr. Claire: “No, I don’t believe that’s necessary-”
*End Interview Video Log
Note: It is at this point in the interview that SCP-XXXX-2 opens it’s mouth and points it’s head upwards, out of which materializes multiple large balloons, a size of which could not reasonably fit in a human stomach when inflated. 9 balloons of varying colors float around the room, as MTF agents walk towards the SCP and attempt to apprehend it. SCP-XXXX-2 smiles at the operating camera one more time before all 9 balloons explode in a puff of thick smoke. After the smoke dissipates, SCP-XXXX-2 is shown to be no longer in the Interview room.
In this revelation, Site-42 was immediately placed on full site lock-down, in response to a Euclid-level SCP Containment Breach. After roughly 5 hours of lock-down, SCP-XXXX was found unconscious in it’s containment unit. SCP-XXXX was interrogated, but ultimately had no recollection of how it breached containment. SCP-XXXX was given class-A amnestics at request, and was returned to its containment unit. How SCP-XXXX-2 disappeared, or how SCP-XXXX reappeared in it’s locked containment unit, is currently unknown. After this event, recommendation of object class reassignment from Euclid to Keter by site administration has been acknowledged and is currently pending review by the 05 council.
