SCP-XXXX

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Item #: SCP-XXXX Level 1/XXXX
Object Class: Keter Classified

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An image of SCP-XXXX taken by Agent Marcus.


Special Containment Procedures:





Description: SCP-XXXX is an elderly man who used to reside in the Merry Weather Retirement Home. The entity is capable of enacting reality restructuring events based off of its perceived local reality, however due to it's unawareness of its innate abilities and its lack of mental prowess, the restructuring events produced were minor in severity and unnoticed by the Foundation.





Addendum.XXXX.1:




Location: A retirement home located in Palm Beach, Florida.

Operatives: Agents Marcus, Andrew, and Egrene.

Objective: Locate and detain SCP-XXXX.

Note: Video was taken with cameras attached to each field agent's bulletproof vests.


BEGIN LOG

<Agents Andrew, Marcus and Egrene drive down Jog Road in Palm Beach, Florida. Traffic is light.>

Andrew: Rapidly approaching the skip, E.T.A. eight minutes. Load your guns.

<Marcus and Egrene grunt, nod, and proceed to load their AK-47s.>

Andrew: Don't let your guard down at all. Understand me? The skip's a hunched over old man with the power to change history. Be ready for anything.

Egrene: Got it.

<The field agents approach SCP-XXXX's home at 4747 Forward March Drive, 33428. They park in the driveway.>

Andrew: Ready?

Marcus: Affirmative.

//<Agent Andrew quickly advances towards the house and stops at the door, leaning against the wall. After a few moments, he gestures for Marcus and Egrene to follow. The two of them hunch down on the other side of the wall. Andrew nods, and Marcus gets up and kicks the door down.

<They enter the house and search every room. Eventually, Egrene arrives at a locked bedroom door. He clicks the comms device three times1 and Andrew and Marcus arrive.>

<Egrene kicks the door down, revealing a messy bed room with clothes strewn about the floor and countless posters of Flat Earth Theory attached to the walls, some with duct tape, and some with a thickened white fluid leaking from behind. The fragments of a shattered globe can be seen in a closet nearby. SCP-XXXX is seen sitting at its desk eating cookies from a plate, seemingly unaware of their presence.>

<Andrew gestures to Marcus, who prepares a gun loaded with human-grade tranquilizer. He gets in position, points it at SCP-XXXX, which can be seen dropping a cookie. As Marcus fires the dart gun, SCP-XXXX leans over and picks up the cookie. The dart strikes its mug, which cracks from the impact.>

SCP-XXXX: What in the world? <It looks over to its damaged cup, which spills milk on the ground. It then turns around and finally notices the field agents. It gets up, backs away, and quickly adjusts something in its ear.2.> Who are you and what are you doing in my house?

Marcus: Plan A failed. Time for Plan B. <He begins approaching SCP-XXXX.> I'll make sure the skip is safely secured.

SCP-XXXX: Skip? <It gasps.> So you're not with the CIA?

<Marcus suddenly stops.>

Marcus: Excuse me?

Egrene: C…CIA?

Andrew: Why are you two stopping? Catch the skip.

SCP-XXXX: So…you're one of us.

Andrew: Just catch the damn— excuse me?

Egrene: One of what, exactly?

SCP-XXXX: The ones who know the truth.

Egrene: What truth?

SCP-XXXX: <SCP-XXXX looks around its room.> Sorry. You never know when the CIA is listening.

Egrene: Listening for what?

SCP-XXXX: Whispering. The Earth…is flat.

<Marcus looks at Andrew.>

Marcus: Yo, you sure we got the right guy?

Andrew: Egrene, double check the mission briefings.

Egrene: Roger.

SCP-XXXX: The proof is all around you. <SCP-XXXX gestures to the posters.> That's right. The Earth is flat. You don't need to hide it, boys. I see the guns. You're talking about skips. You're one of the believers, aren't you? They sent you to be my bodyguards.

Andrew: What is so special about the word 'skip'?

SCP-XXXX: Come over here, boys, take a look at this. <It gestures to an open website on its laptop.>

<Andrew nods to Marcus, who approaches and looks at the screen.>

Marcus: Skipthefalsehoodsembracethetruth.com? <Marcus leans in closer.> 'The Earth is flat, their lies are fat, escape their lies before you die…Site Administrator James McSkip and his…loyal…crew…of skips…'

<SCP-XXXX nods enthusiastically.>

SCP-XXXX: Yes! Once you embrace the truth, you become an honorary Skip, follower and believer of James McSkip!

<Marcus turns around and looks to Andrew, who looks to Egrene, who is currently on his Foundation-issue PDA. Egrene looks up and nods at Andrew, who nods at Marcus.>

Marcus: Yeah…sure thing, buddy. <Marcus reaches into his pouch.>

SCP-XXXX: You boys want some flat Earth cookies? <It offers a plate of cookies, all of which have been decorated to look like flat globes.>

Marcus: Yeah, sure thing. <Marcus takes a syringe out of his pouch and quickly injects it into SCP-XXXX. SCP-XXXX loses consciousness.>

<SCP-XXXX is successfully secured and contained.>

END LOG


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