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Item #: SCP-X
Object Class: Neutralized
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-X has been cremated and checked for enthrall remnants, the ashes of which have been given to his next of kin, as per Ethics overview.
Description: SCP-X is the enthralled body of Alex Graves, a recently practicing Sarkic member, specifically of the New New York Sect. While it is unknown what exactly is enthralling Alex Graves, the entity (hereafter referred to as SCP-X-1) has demanded several veritably impossible requests, such as complete unity of all governments globally, command over said global government, and the halting of all holy water production. Of note, holy water has no real effect on SCP-X or SCP-X-1.
SCP-X-1 also granted SCP-X several anomalous traits, mostly physical in nature. Traits include strength exceeding the capacity of the human body, extreme regeneration capable of recuperating lost limbs and vital organs, and an immunity to capsacin.
Discovery: In the month leading up to the creation of SCP-X, the anomalous community of New York suffered from airborne alpha-keratinitis disease, a non anomalous virus capable of causing the erosion of keratin growths, such as the teeth, hair, and claws, as well as aneuritic blood vessels, permanent tachycardia, alopecia, and oncholysis. If left untreated, the virus can cause crystallization in blood vessels, eventually reaching the heart, where keratin slag will exsanguinate the body, as well as the various complications produced from concomitants.
The vaccine of this virus at the time had yet to be produced, and the most effective method of treating alpha-keratinitis was preventive surgery for uninfected persons and invasive surgery for infected persons.
Alex Graves initially joined the New New York Sect after the group had won first place for "Miraculous Healing" during a Sarkic Progressive Showcase, typically held in tandem to the return of Ÿbÿbn, a migrational flesh growth that is a mascot for the oldest Sarkic sect. Unfortunately, the group specialized in immunity based anomalies, which derived power from the immune system, which ended up unable to combat alpha-keratinitis.
After learning of this, Alex Graves suffered from anxiety attacks and paranoia, combined with a sense of betrayal, and he confined himself to his apartment for two weeks. Judging from his internet usage, he began seeking extranormal therapy after New New York Sect recommended him to do so, going through self published spiritual guides by a parapharmaceuticist1, warlock training videos, and koala meditation. While
Special Containment Procedures: Since the effects of SCP-X is mundane,
Description: SCP-X is a metaphysical logic gate system based on thaumatic practices. Typically, SCP-X is used as training for learning thaumatologists, as the niche application of SCP-X is both safe and effective. SCP-X can only take place once a two requisites have been attained.
- The entity
eureka
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-X can be accessed with special, nonstandard clearances, applied for and individually regulated by the following departments:
- Department of Extrauniversal Affairs (DEuA)
- Department of Extratemporal Studies (DES)
- Records and Information Security Administration (RAISA)
- Department of Extradimensional Anomalies (DEA)
- Department of Extraphysics (DEP)
- Department of Interdimensional Stability (DIS)
- Department of Paramathematics (DPM)
- Department of Temporal Anomalies (DTA)
Individuals applying for SCP-X clearance must be formally employed in the Foundation for at least ten years, possess exceeding experience in extra- type studies, and does not have access to technology capable to transporting matter to and from other universes and timelines. These individuals must also understand that upon reading SCP-X, will never be able to operate said technology on their own. Individuals that possess SCP-X clearance will only be allowed to utilize said technology as their intended purpose of transporting matter with an SCP-X ignorant operating team, or, as a supervisor overseeing the SCP-X ignorant operating team.
This digital copy is designed to be protected from memetic influence/interference. Upon detecting any changes made to the document not authorized by at least two individuals possessing Clearance 4 or higher credentials and verifiably not under the influence of any mind impairing effects, this digital copy will self destruct, and on-site task force and/or other policing force will be mobilized. A physical copy has been stored with a designated Scranton Reality Anchor outfitted storage unit.
Description: SCP-X is a collection of dimensional/temporal metaphysical qualities found in stable spacetime continuums. Currently, SCP-X is theoretical, but strongly supported by census data recorded and cross referenced by extradimensional Foundations. Typically, transdimensional exploration of these continuums are relatively low risk, posing a lower overall danger of K-Class Scenarios "Grey Goo", "Incompatible Physics Failure", "Wailord Typo", etc.
SCP-X is used as a secondary screening technique upon first contact with extrauniverses, ideally after the Foundation has predicted their stability within ±0.01 Cuils, and whether traveling to these areas would generate unnecessary risk of both anomalous and nonanomalous threats.
SCP-X is described in relation to events of this baseline reality. As such, other realities may not know of these events with equal historical accuracy, popular conception, or onomastics. These descriptors have been ordered by temporal relevance.
- Greek (var. Egyptian, Arabian) philosophers popularize the major frameworks of compelling storytelling, leading to the development of narratology. Specifically, it is the widespread aknowledgement that stories typically follow generic plotlines.
- The theological death of Ras'a'a (var. Scarlet King), an entity-concept consolidate that embodies creative suppression, among other things.
- The Copper Revolution (var. Industrial Revolution) cements the Western world as the forefront of modern technology, eventually migrating further westward to modern United States of America.
- Charles Francis Jenkins (var. Charlie Chaplin Jenkins, Albert Francis Jenkins) invents the first commercial television.
- The production of FANTASMAGORIE (var. PHANTASMAGORIA).
- The Foundation fails to contain SCP-4001 (var. SCP-085, SCP-1603), causing an absurdist cultural movement.
- The development of Dadaism, and subsequently allowing Paris (var. Lutetia) to become the home of a Surrealist Cultural Movement.
- Osamu Tezuka is born.
As of 3/19/1961, this list is still updating.
SCP-X DISCOVERY LOG
This was recorded after a signed interdimensional agreement between UNI-21111 and UNI-173. The purposes of this meeting has been omitted from this report.
First contact. The portal immediately closes after a man in an orange suit with pressure resistant helmet steps out. He raises both arms and walks around in a circle to show he is unarmed.
A team steps out to confirm safety, and he is brought into a decontamination room and thoroughly sprayed down. He is given a new set of clothes to wear.
He leaves and meets with Agent Reed.
Agent Reed: Good to meet you, Mr…?
Director Reed: Oh, this may come to a surprise, but…
He gestures to himself and Agent Reed while grinning.
Agent Reed: Oh, so it isn't true!
Director Reed: As you can see, reality hasn't collapsed on itself.
Agent Reed gives Director Reed a handshake, developing into a pat on the back.
Agent Reed: Jenny is gonna be so happy her doppelgänger thesis is right.
Director Reed: Oh, you married Jenny? I thought-
Agent Reed: Oh, no, just dating. For a couple months now. Since December.
Director Reed: I married Mary Lynch, remember her?
Agent Reed: Who? From elementary? Oh my god.
Director Reed: Laughing. Yup! Don't let my wife hear this, but she's gotten round over the years. Still lovely. Still collecting beads.
Agent Reed: Oh, psh. Jenny is better. Jenny is Foundation.
Agent Reed escorts Director Reed into a secure meeting room, seating Director Reed in a chair.
Director Reed: Wasn't Jenny in Bio? How did you two meet before I became Director?
Agent Reed: Oh, we found each other job hunting. One of those undercover talent Foundation auditions. But yeah, she's still Bio. Coffee? Why am I-, I always take coffee.
Director Reed: Ah, but I'm old now. Hold the four packets of sugar.
Agent Reed: Damn shame.
Agent Reed sets down the coffee and sits across from Director Reed. They both blow into their coffees and drink.
Director Reed: So, I forgot to ask, I've been getting so absentminded recently. I have to take these fancy pills antimemetics got me.
Agent Reed: Antimemetics?
Director Reed: You'll find out when you become Director. Or, hm. Maybe antimemetics got wiped in your time. Anyways, back to what I was saying, I forgot to ask you, do you have anime?
Agent Reed: Do I- what?
Director Reed: Well, anime isn't that popular yet, as far as I can remember. HAve you eve heard of Astro Boy? Speed Racer? Gigantor?
Agent Reed: I have no idea what you're talking about.
Director Reed: Try calling in, see what the nerdsquad has to say.
memetic equal and opposite reactions
Item #: SCP-X
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures:
Description: SCP-X is a nonphysical, nonarbitrary technological limitation affecting all artificial innovation in the field of detecting metalinguistic discrepancies. Historically, no invented means have been able to confidently identify discrepancies, and predictive statistical analysis suggests that no future means will ever be invented that are functional unless it were by anomalous means.
Discovery: In 1978, Foundation became interested in advanced, automated lie detection software following an unsanctioned mnestic lab termination, and began investing in several promising public companies in order to speed up research and development, as well as establishing a dedicated internal AIAD subdepartment specifically for training .aics to operate with minimal oversight. In 1985, no conclusive progress has been made, despite more than sufficient funding. This prompted a project review case.
Most notably, the review brought up records from up to 1921, for records regarding polygraph tests. In the same review, they found that the measurements taken during polygraph testing, such as heart rate, blood pressure, and spiritual intensity, have been falsified. The actual changes in recorded data are negligible, and diegetic evidence suggests that the overseers of the polygraph testing investigate the subject themselves, determining their truthfulness without aid from the polygraph.
Every subsequent project dedicated to lie detection feature similar results, where the machine itself is unresponsive, but owes massive success due to the researchers interfering with the outcome.
Application: SCP-X
Special Containment Procedures: Due to several of SCP-X's ultimately self-terminating components, containment is strictly limited to suppressing the aftereffects of SCP-X.
Methods of suppression is dealt with on a case by case basis, depending on the status of the SCP-X-1 instance.
Description: SCP-X is a cancerous social meme affecting the human population, of which begins infection from a single human (hereafter referred to as SCP-X-1) and spreads via knowledge of SCP-X-12. At this point, everyone infected with SCP-X (with the exception of SCP-X-1) is considered an SCP-X-2 instance. SCP-X manifests randomly, and apparently increase in likelihood with increased age of SCP-X-1 and the mental stress on SCP-X-1 preceding SCP-X.
Upon manifestation, SCP-X-2 instances will become convinced that the SCP-X-1 instance is "out of place". The reasoning for this is inconsistent, but results in increasing persistence, inevitably resulting in extreme violence.
Attempts at mitigating the effects of SCP-X have been unresponsive short of neutralizing SCP-X-1.
NOTICE: THIS FILE HAS BEEN EDITED EXTENSIVELY FOR EASE OF READABILITY
Transcript Designation (RAISA Use Only): [REMOVED PER FBI REQUEST]
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@@NATIONAL AERONAUTICS AND SPACE ADMINISTRATION
APOLLO 11 ONBOARD VOICE TRANSCRIPTION
RECORDED ON THE COMMAND MODULE ONBOARD RECORDER DATA STORAGE EQUIPMENT (DSE)
Date: 7/20/1969
Present: John "Doc" Navy; Neil A. Armstrong; Michael Collins; Edwin E. Aldrin Jr.
[Redacted For Brevity]
Navy: I hear rattling.
**
*Special Containment Procedures: SCP-X is currently contained in a mechanoconstant
Description: SCP-X is an aggressive gestalt based entity consisting of and surviving off of a single kinetomemetic hazard3. This kinetomeme is a compulsive autophyxiative characterized by a paradoxical relationship consisting of increased muscle strength and increased blood flow, more commonly referred to as a yawn. This affects most mammals, with the exception of giraffes. Research into giraffe based memetic tolerance is underway.
While this kinetomeme is considered part of consensus reality, it was a particularly slow meme, and could only affect groups of people at a time under a specific set of conditions. It's the only known kinetomeme that must be viewed in order to disseminate, and most instances are short lived. In comparison, the counterkinetomeme, referred to as sleep, lasts for the duration of a lifetime, and forces infected instances to undergo dormancy every day.
SCP-X is a new phenomenon that compounds the kinetomemetic hazard, causing a partial transformation into a cognitohazard. Sources of media and art depicting yawns will transmit the kinetomeme, and is now capable of causing an infinite feedback loop between two instances. This particular effect further compounds in high traffic areas. It is worth noting that despite instances of constant yawning, which may result in unknown phyxiative complications, there have been no cases of death caused by yawning itself.
Addendum XXXX/1: History
SCP-X activity was first noticed on 7/29/2020, originating from a Neo-Sarkic Milking Camp, Dola Recreation Inc. A Foundation DNA-Seed sleeper agent, meant to secretly supervise and hinder the activities of the factory, began yawning intermittently, of which was flagged by security and subsequently attacked and consumed by Sarkic breed flower dogs. Emergency surveillance was automatically activated, and caught a group of members going through the remains of the agent, before casting said remains and flower dogs into incinerators for disposal.
Similar activity was recorded in various Neo-Sarkic factories and feeding camps, in which Foundation Seed sleeper agents were detected and summarily disposed of. Combined with uncharacteristic lack of cannibalism for the purposes of disposal and rapid detection of Foundation agents, this prompted a call for investigation, of which noted a preceding kinetomeme factor.
It is currently unknown how Neo-Sarkic groups communicate without the use of technology, as no rituals were detected in relation to SCP-X.
On 8/7/2020, SCP-X activity
WARNING
- For Your Eyes Only -
This is a private copy of SCP-X. You are required to read this in its entirety.
XXXX
Item #: SCP-X
Object Class: Thaumiel
Description: SCP-X is technically a written and spoken language. Unlike conventional nonanomalous language derived from sociocultural backgrounds, it possesses no subjective idiosyncrasy, and thus is not vulnerable to semantic fluidity.
SCP-X is also a nonlethal infohazard, in the strictest of definitions.
Following a unanimous vote conducted by Overwatch Command and the Ethics Committee, SCP-X will be integrated with currently accepted Foundation infrastructure, personnel, and technology, and if possible, phase out conventional language.
Addenda: Setbacks in Implementation
Example 4
Subjects: fountain.aic, D-6311
Foreword: The following transcript has been taken verbatim.
fountain.aic: This is a comprehension based examination. You are tasked with translating the following text into English, and you will be scored based on accuracy. You are free to take as long as you wish, but you will be timed.
D-6311: Are you… sure?
fountain.aic: What do you mean?
D-6311: Like, I still can't quite wrap my head around it. Don't get me wrong, it makes sense, but it's so…
fountain.aic: This exam monitors your progress. Your results will have no bearing on your current or future conditions.
D-6311: Okay. That makes me feel better.
fountain.aic: I will begin the test now.
(fountain.aic counts down, before displaying SCP-X sample sequence 1.)
D-6311:
Setbacks:
BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL
The following file is Level 4/XXXX classified. Unauthorized access is forbidden.
XXXX
Special Containment Procedures:
Description: SCP-X is a theoretical infosonic eigenweapon commissioned by the Global Occult Coalition, dubbed CODABLACK. Construction of SCP-X was carried out in confidential GOC facilities, Oneiric thoughtrealms, and truncated infodelivery based noosphere interactions.
SCP-X is known to be consistent in baseline reality with three distinct parts, which require strict planning and accounting of the crossmetaphysical planar interactions in order to function as intended.
SCP-X-1 is a mechanical collective, dedicated to communicating in arbitrary real time between the server, Oneiroi entities related to CODABLACK, and all entities interacting with noosphere. Historically, this collective was originally maintained by Anderson Robotics. However, poor knowledge regarding SCP-X-1 led to the creation of SCP-3560, irreversibly impacting efficient output. As such, with current parameters, infodelivery requires two seconds to process, one second to direct, and one second to send, and may vary depending on future circumstances.
The GOC was able to fuel SCP-X-1 via the inclusion of organic units, although said organics run into an exponentially larger risk of self termination or death over time.
SCP-X-2 is the Oneiric thoughtrealm, a heavily theorized seeded dream state. Said state would be able place uniform, abstract concepts into a more psychologically pliable, physically constrained object, while subjects may choose to retain pragmatic cognitive ability.
Recent events have begun to suggest the existence of SCP-X-2, although most data sets regarding this proof belong to the GOC. As such, a Foundation investigative team has been dedicated to appropriating knowledge regarding SCP-X-2.
A graph of SCP-X-3's conceptual strength.
SCP-X-3 is SCP-X, a self amplifying referential system of conceptual interactions. As such, output of SCP-X is permanently at full capacity, ensuring capabilities so long as SCP-X-1 functions.
SCP-X is theoretically indefinitely resistant to major shifts in baseline reality, maintaining logical coherence due to its metaphysical existence as well as strong self identification.
Addendum X-1: GOC Encrypted Files
The following file is a snippet of an official GOC document regarding SCP-X. Most sections are in the process of decryption. Decrypted sections are highlighted.
CODENAME: CODABLACK
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Addendum X-2: Discovery
Remains of cattle after SCP-X test.
On 5/7/2020, the GOC activated SCP-X without prior warning, resulting in an anomalous overproduction of neurochemical signals in test subjects. This resulted in immediate immolation, with forensic analysis detailing temperatures upwards of 1800 K.
The following is a meeting coordinated by the Foundation to better understand the circumstances regarding the test.
Characters:
- Holt F. Dougal, Foundation Research Division Liaison
- Margeret Lynt, Foundation Ethics Committee Liaison
- Hilburn Kilimanjaro, GOC Liaison
- Quentin Garrett, UIU Liaison
Location: [REDACTED]
Date: 5/14/2020
Foreward: To communicate the purpose of CODENAME: CODABLACK
<Begin Log>
(The four of them are walking down a corridor. The signs on each door have been concealed for security purposes.)
Lynt: Good to see you again. It's nice to see a familiar face.
Garrett: How… you know what? I don't care.
(They reach the last door in the corridor. Kilimanjaro opens the door, and enters the meeting room last. The room has a circular glass table. They all sit in the seats provided.)
Kilimanjaro: I shall commence the meeting. God bless this nation, and may it thrive without fear.
Dougal: If you don't mind my impatience, let me preface this meeting with a question. What occurred on the seventh of March, at 3:53, Western Standard Time?
Kilimanjaro: I suppose several things were happening that day. A new, potentially anomalous virus outbreak. A particularly radical Mekhanite wiping out a congregation.
Lynt: It is in your best interest to answer. While you may find this amusing, we do not share the same sentiment. Holt, the data.
(Dougal pulls out a paper from a manila folder.)
Dougal: Foundation technology detects a massive disturbance in infospheric ambient density, attributed to a loss in moosopressure, origin unknown. At the same time, a population of cows spontaneously combusted, moved en masse by trucks with no licenses, to a distant location in the middle of the desert. Backwater financial analysis tells us that the GOC owns these trucks. Soon after, large anomalous communities who frequent the Oneroi dreamscape tells us that several prominent Oneiric figures have gone missing.
Lynt: I find it difficult to believe you had nothing to do with this.
Garrett: And if it may please you, with the Defense Act, section 2 clearly states that information pertaining to anomalous weaponry must be accessible to all parties involved in the Paranormal Bond.
Kilimanjaro: Than it should surprise no one when I tell you we followed the rules.
Garrett: It also mentions that information must be transparent and clear. Telling us a desert is off limits is not sufficient.
Lynt: So we want answers. Firing an eigenweapon is tantamount to launching an atomic bomb.
Kilimanjaro: Who said it was an eigenweapon?
Dougal: Is there something else you're calling this thing? With the capacity to wipe out entire cities with no trace?
Kilimanjaro: We gave it a codename for a reason. It should tell us all that you need to know.
Garrett: You committed a war crime! You've violated conventions set up to keep us in check. If you refuse to share, we will resort to desperate measures. And trust me, we can be volatile.
Kilimanjaro: Do I need to spell it out for you?
Lynt: Coda black. You can't be serious.
Kilimanjaro: Finally. At least you figured it out.
<End Log>
Notes: SCP-X is a partially physical eigenweapon dedicated to the termination of reality benders.
Addendum X-3: Interception
Deployment Form X-1
Team: MTF Gamma-13 ("Asimov's Lawbringers")
- γ-13-1 "Spirit"
- γ-13-2 "Bookie"
- γ-13-3 "Hennessy"
- γ-13-4 "Gofer"
Purpose: Recall SCP-X-1.
Video Log X-1
Location: [REDACTED]
<Begin Log>
[Redacted for brevity]
(Gamma-13 are currently to the side of a cliff. Hennessy is drilling a hole into the cliff face.)
Bookie: Troop rotation in one minute. Security going offline in one minute.
Spirit: Kiss the lucky charm.
(They pass around a 5.56 round. Hennessy declines.)
Hennessy: That's still nasty. I ain't doing it. Anyways, drilling done.
Gofer: It can't be as bad as some of the stuff we've seen. Remember sewer penis?
Spirit: Shut the fuck up, Gofer. No one wants to remember that shit.
Bookie: And shit it was. Ten seconds.
(Gamma-13 checks equipment.)
(Hennessy plants compressed cell.)
Bookie: Action planted. Five seconds. Four. Three. Two. One.
(The compressed cell clicks, and blasts the cliff face inwards, creating a circular opening. Gamma-13 enters.)
(The breach exits into a storage unit. An alarm begins to sound.)
Spirit: Hennessy and I will take left side. Bookie, watch hallway. Start breaking boxes.
(Spirit, Hennessy, and Gofer begin opening boxes, tossing unrelated boxes out the breach.)
Hennessy: Found one!
(Hennessy pulls out an Aplomado Series Facility Defense Unit.)
Spirit: Me too!
(Gofer pulls out a Hobby Personal Android.)
Spirit: Good. Gofer, bag them and let's get out of here.
Gofer: Heavy pieces of shit.
Bookie: Five in hallway! I put a barricade in the system. Should hold them off.
(Gofer carries both units outside.)
Bookie: Uh oh. Boomers.
Spirit: Time to leave. Command, evac.
Command: Sure thing. Bird on their way.
(Gamma-13 reattach themselves to rappels and are hanging outside. The entrance to the storage unit is blasted open, followed by gunshots.)
Spirit: Things are going unusually well. Gofer, smoke?
Hennessy: I got this. Tossing.
(Hennessy throws a smoke grenade into the breach and starts firing randomly into the smoke. The other three follow suit.)
Command: Evac is nearing your position.
(A helicopter ascends to Gamma-13's position.)
Spirit: Gofer go! Cover fire!
(Gofer crosses the cliff face, nearing the helicopter. He transports the units onto the helicopter, before entering himself.)
Command: We've got some bad news. GOC Blackbirds on their way.
Spirit: Bookie, get outta here! And then Hennessy!
(Bookie, then Hennessy enters the helicopter.)
Command: Be advised, Blackbirds are nearing your position.
Spirit: On my way!
(Spirit jumps across the breach gap. He crosses the cliff face, and manages to enter the helicopter.)
Spirit: I'm on! Go!
(Gamma-13 evacuates the area.)
<End Log>
Deployment Form X-2
Team: MTF Omicron Rho ("The Dream Team")
- ο-ρ-1 "Red"
- ο-ρ-2 "Blue"
- ο-ρ-3 "Yellow"
Purpose: Investigate SCP-X-2.
After Action X-2 Report:
By: ο-ρ-1 "Red"
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Item #: SCP-[PLACEHOLDER]
Object Class: [PLACEHOLDER]
Special Containment Procedures: [PLACHOLDER]
- Containing an anomaly
- Failing to contain an anomaly
- Dying
- Talking
- Isolation
- Loneliness
Documentation does not require proper formatting or database updates. Diaries and other personal effects are sufficient.
In the event that Foundation Personnel fail to follow these procedures, they risk contacting SCP-[PLACEHOLDER].
Description: SCP-X is a phenomenon present in the overall memephysical/metaphysical health of universal sources.
Addendum X-1: Case Study
The following log is SCP-X-AA-0001, extrauniversal source AO-2094, "Unfounded".
Presiding: Extra-U.aic
Rolled an infinite sided die and got this one. Also happens to be one of my favorites. A world where the Foundation never exists, which means Dr. T never exists, which means yours truly never exists. Gives me the chills. Anyways.
SCP-X-AA-0001, first of the bunch.
Expanding precipice, enabling autocognitohazard scrubbing, redacting Foundation-relevant projects, etcetera.
Analyzing relevant memetic composition…
- High GOC content, along with the UIU
- Baseline Serpent's Hand content
- Low Anderson Robotics content
- Low Marshall, Carter, and Dark Ltd. content
- Low Mekhanite Content
That's it. Hm.
Extrauniversal source AO-2094 doesn't cover major GoIs. With the exception of the Chaos Insurgency and Wilson's Wildife Shelter, there should be more here. The Nälkä, the defining Mekhanite antagonists, are entirely missing, along with major defining GOC/UIU antagonists, OBSKURA, GRU-P, and IJAMEA.
Analyzing relevant GOC memetic constituents…
- A handful of GOC agents
Nothing. Absolutely nothing. This can't be good.
Addendum X-2: Purpose
Anasyuzhet
Special Containment Procedures: Due to its location inside SCP-4661, SCP-X is under the jurisdiction of Site-616. Foundation Agent Rendham is currently contractual bound to SCP-X-B. As such, Agent Rendham has been designated the primary contact for most matters regarding SCP-X.
An image of SCP-X.
Description: SCP-X is a law firm located in the outskirts of Las Vegas, which is staffed by two Faust-class demonic entities, SCP-X-A and SCP-X-B. Although both are capable of deriving massive amounts of power via contracts, most contracts are made with SCP-X-B, the owner of SCP-X.
Although most demonic entities require sustenance in the form of Tartarean Resonance Energy, SCP-X-A and SCP-X-B have never been seen consuming said resource.
SCP-X currently offers two types of contracts, General and Faustian Contracts.
- General Contracts are limited contracts with more pliable terms of payment. Said contracts can be used for a variety of purposes, as opposed to a single, nebulous action.
- Faustian Contracts are extremely efficient, single use contracts which accepts a strict method of payment.
SCP-X was discovered by Agent Rendham during recess.
Addendum X-1: Surveillance
Characters: Agent Rendham, SCP-X-A, SCP-X-B
Source: Sec-Cam.01
Location: Front Lobby and Waiting Room
<Begin Log>
(Rendham knocks on the entrance, and opens the door.)
(The lobby is completely empty save for two seats, Rendham, and SCP-X-A. There's a single doorway besides the entrance, labeled Layer Ofice[sic].)
Rendham: Ahem.
(SCP-X-A is sitting inside an enclosed front desk, with intricate bars that go up into the ceiling. SCP-X-A is typing on a typewriter, with the paper trail leading into a small slit in the ceiling.)
(Rendham takes a seat and waits for three minutes before getting up.)
Rendham: Excuse me?
(SCP-X-A continues typing. Rendham stands there for ten seconds before starting again.)
Rendham: Excuse me! I'm trying to make a reservation!
(SCP-X-A slams the desk and stands up, transforming into a larger, demonic form.)
SCP-X-A: YOU SHALL WAIT OR PAY FOR YOUR INSOLENCE!
(SCP-X-A glares at Rendham before returning to her human form. SCP-X-A resumes working.)
(As Rendham is about to call the Foundation, SCP-X-B kicks open the door and enters the room.)
SCP-X-B: Hello! Hello, how are you doing on this fine day? Well, it's a bit too hot, but what can I say? It's certainly colder in Hell.
(SCP-X-B grabs Rendham and starts pulling him to his office.)
SCP-X-B: I gotta say Rendham, I was expecting you later today! You always were a latecomer. Especially with the ladies, if you know what I mean. Hah!
(Rendham falls over, and SCP-X-B lets go, only to start dragging him by the pants.)
SCP-X-B: So sorry about my receptionist! She's a shy one, but very cost effective! The more you pay her, the better she works! Hah! Oh, I'm just teasing darling! You know I love you!
(They exit the lobby.)
<End Log>
Characters: Agent Rendham, SCP-X-B
Source: Sec-Cam.03
Location: Hallway to SCP-X-B's Office
<Begin Log>
SCP-X-B: So Rendham, are you fine with me calling you that? I was thinking the Foundation likes secrecy, so you guys don't use first names. I'm just gonna call you Rendham. It sound so much more visceral than Ben! Oops.
Rendham: Let go!
SCP-X-B: Oh right! Humans get hurt easy!
(SCP-X-B lets go of Rendham. Rendham quickly gets back up.)
SCP-X-B: Anyways, I've got a busy schedule, so if you would keep following me. My office is right there!
Rendham: I'm not going anywhere.
SCP-X-B: Don't you want a lawyer? That's why you're here!
Rendham: How do you even know that? What's even going on?
SCP-X-B: Well, you were lucky enough to find me! I can solve all your troubles!
Rendham: I'm not going with you. You're supposed to be in Vegas.
SCP-X-B: We are a bit further than I'd like from Vegas. But that's a good thing! I don't want to get recognized there! Ooh! We both have secrets! We are very sneaky men.
Rendham: I-
(SCP-X-B starts pushing Rendham towards his office.)
SCP-X-B: Don't be so uncomfortable! We've got a lot in common! Say, this place? Prime real estate. And it only cost me a fortune!
(Rendham pushes SCP-X-B away.)
Rendham: I can walk on my own! Don't touch me.
SCP-X-B: You must be a germaphobe! What, with all the coronavirus. We're demons, we don't catch sickness easily. C'mon! We're gonna be late!
(SCP-X-B begins speeding up.)
SCP-X-B: I'm currently on hole 15, and that par 3 is killing me! Ever been to the Bali Hai Golf Club? Killer cost, but very scenic! It was worth taking the luxury package!
Rendham: Why is this hallway so long?
SCP-X-B: Hah! What do you mean?
(Both reach the end of the hallway.)
<End Log>
Characters: Agent Rendham, SCP-X-B
Source: Sec-Cam.04
Location: SCP-X-B's Office
<Begin Log>
(The office is filled with stacks of papers and books. Large shelves feature pictures of SCP-X-B standing next to various people.)
(SCP-X-B crosses the room and vaults over his desk into his chair.)
SCP-X-B: Pull up any chair! Or sit on a stack of papers! I don't care!
(Rendham attempts to pull a chair up to SCP-X-B's desk, only to find that it is bolted to the ground. Rendham sits on a stack of papers instead.)
SCP-X-B: Let's get down to business!
Rendham: How did you-
SCP-X-B: No! Let's focus on you. How's the family?
Rendham: How do you know about my family?
SCP-X-B: What is there to know? You've got a bunch of marital issues, I can say that much! And poor little Maria, confused. Y'know, she's going through therapy right now. And very expensive! And that babysitter! I could've done it for free.
Rendham: How-
SCP-X-B: Let's talk about me for a second! You're confused, and I get it. You're not used to anomalies jerking you around. But hear me out! I'm Faustian certified!
(SCP-X-B pulls out a USB drive and slides it towards Rendham.)
SCP-X-B: This is a USB drive!
Rendham: Uh-
SCP-X-B: It has security footage of my office, right now!
Rendham: What?
SCP-X-B: Just give it to your employers and watch them salivate over it! Proof and interview logs? What a deal! I am now contained. That's what you guys like, right?
(Silence.)
Rendham: What do you want?
SCP-X-B: A contract. Don't you read?
Rendham: What-
SCP-X-B: Glad you asked! Check it out!
(SCP-X-B slowly scoots his chair over to a stack of papers and pushes it over, revealing a large chalkboard. The chalkboard is covered in doodles drawn in crayon.)
SCP-X-B: As you can see!
(SCP-X-B flips the chalkboard over to a table describing SCP-X's contracts.)
SCP-X-B: We do contracts here! It's in our blood! Ever since great granddaddy Satan lost the fiddling match, well. I'm gonna pretend to act all solemn now.
(SCP-X-B looks away, feigning sadness.)
Rendham: Can-
SCP-X-B: Yes! Here's a sneak preview!
(SCP-X-B produces a handheld packet of papers.)
SCP-X-B: Also, give me your hand.
(Rendham sticks his hand out and SCP-X-B quickly pricks it with a knife.)
Rendham: Agh! What the fuck!
SCP-X-B: It's part of the contract! You want to read this contract, you need to bleed a little. It's in the fine print. Written in crayon!
Rendham: You can-
SCP-X-B: Look! The words are slowly appearing. Very contractual.
(The packet is completely blank, but Rendham is able to read it.)
Rendham: I-
SCP-X-B: Take your time. Also, hold on to those papers tightly. Don't wanna go losing it anytime soon.
(SCP-X-B snaps his fingers, which opens a hatch in the ceiling. A pulley falls through the hatch, and SCP-X-B pulls on it, which opens another hatch beneath where Rendham is sitting. He falls through, followed by screaming.)
SCP-X-B: Don't you worry! I'm following!
(SCP-X-B jumps into the hatch, and the hatch closes up.)
<End Log>
Characters: Agent Rendham, SCP-X-B
Source: Sec-Cam.05
Location: Garbage Chute
<Begin Log>
(Rendham is seen falling, followed by SCP-X-B. This continues for two minutes.)
<End Log>
Characters: Agent Rendham, SCP-X-B
Source: Sec-Cam.06.66
Location: HellNotes: This is the only video log that features heavy edits in footage.
<Begin Log>
(Rendham lands in a chair. Rendham does not suffer from any blunt force trauma despite maintaining terminal velocity. SCP-X-B slowly floats downward despite a lack of drag. He lands next to Rendham.)
(Rendham is breathing deeply and sweating. His eyes are tightly shut.)
SCP-X-B: Would you sign a contract with me?
Rendham: Yes! I beg you!
SCP-X-B: Bring your hand out.
(Rendham jerks his arm outward. SCP-X-B grasps his arm and assists Rendham in signing a General Contract.)
SCP-X-B: Do you understand why I brought you here?
Rendham: Please!
(Rendham begins to weep.)
SCP-X-B: Very well. And up we go.
(Rendham and SCP-X-B vanish.)
<End Log>
Addendum X-2: SCP-X-B's General Contract
The following contract is the abridged version, detailing the most notable aspects of it.
Mr. Ben Rendham, by signing this document, has agreed to the following services.
- The strength of freedom, and what that may entail
- The strength of mercy, for all you meet
- The eyes of safety, and who they entail
- The power of one, SCP-X-B
The payment is as follows.
In exchange for the veritable access to Heaven and the reweighing of all sins involved. May God help you.
All contracts are final.
Characters: Agent Rendham, SCP-X-A, SCP-X-B
Source: Sec-Cam.01
Location: Front Lobby and Waiting RoomNotes: The following video seems to have been included on accident, due to the heavy Biblical encryption involved.
<Begin Log>
(SCP-X-B and Rendham reappear in the front lobby. Rendham immediately drops to the ground and cries.)
SCP-X-A: A bit heavy handed, no?
SCP-X-B: I did what was merciful.
SCP-X-A: Did you?
SCP-X-B: (Sighing.) I hope so.
(SCP-X-B manifests a cup of a dark liquid and drinks out of it.)
SCP-X-B: How's the Fontract going?
SCP-X-A: Don't call them that, Zaddy. They deserve more respect.
SCP-X-B: Fine. Faustian Contract. Why does everything have to be so edgy?
(SCP-X-A stoops typing and smiles at SCP-X-B.)
SCP-X-A: You're just sad that you were sent here first.
<End Log>
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Firstly, before I begin, this is a
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An active instance of SCP-X.
Item #: SCP-X
Object Class: Thaumiel
Special Containment Procedures: As of 3/20/2003, the Foundation is the largest shareholder of the Costco Wholesale Corporation, as well as maintaining several key positions within the Costco establishment hierarchy.
Of importance, there are several embedded agents within the accounting department, whose primary purpose is to modify all official record keeping financial documents4 with a maximum deviation of $0.01. This deviation will correlate with the GDP. Unrelated agents working with external record keeping organizations will assist in falsifying Costco's commercial success.
External commercially available goods are to be brought into Costco and experience a commercial failure5. This procedure cannot be associated with Costco with the exception of experiencing commercial failure within Costco property. For this purpose, individuals must be hired outside of Costco payroll and the goods must be bought outside of Costco payroll, as well as not being officially sold within Costco premises.
In the event that Costco experiences a failure in maintaining financial stability, the Foundation is to withdraw all assets within Costco as discretely as possible and declare SCP-X neutralized.
Description: SCP-X is the Costco Wholesale Corporation, an American multinational corporation of which operates on a membership exclusive service located in warehouses. SCP-X is currently considered an ideal economic ecosystem on a production and demand basis6.
Every factor involved in production and demand have been streamlined via unknown means. For example, all parties involved with the production of goods7 are not susceptible to external factors which would impede the production of these goods, such as accidental contamination via air exposure. Because of this, general economic models are more than sufficient for describing several interactions.
Addendum: On 8/01/1984, automated Foundation services monitoring the stocks of several multinational corporations flagged Costco as an unusually risk free stock with the primary baseline being government bonds. Soon after this, Foundation agents were dispatched to investigate SCP-X.
Date: 8/██/1984
Media Origin: Log created by Foundation Agent Charmer. The location is intentionally left blank.
(Foundation Agent Charmer, Foundation Detail Deacon, Costco Chairman Jeffrey Brotman, and Costco CEO James Sinegal enter a private meeting room. Both duos take seats opposite from each other.)
Charmer: Greetings Mr. Brotman, Mr. Sinegal. Please, call me Charmer. Official business and all. I hope you understand.
Sinegal: Well, we understand that. It's just, well, we run a simple business. We don't really know what we've done to illicit a response such as yourselves.
Charmer: Please, rest assured, we'll find out this evening.
Brotman: So you shall. And before we begin, I want to warn you that we will respond in full, depending on how this goes.
Charmer: Of course. First question, are you aware that whatever you may be doing may be considered strange or impossible?
Sinegal: Well, I don't rightfully know what you mean by that.
Charmer: Any unusual business practices?
Brotman: Well, Jim here likes to personally oversee our warehouses. Flies all over the country. For as far as I know, other CEOs just laze about. Is that what you're talking about?
Sinegal: C'mon Jeff, this is just foolish! Look, so who are you with, Charmer? Because we've seen scarier threats than you! Tesco? Walmart?
Charmer: Oh, no, none of that. Please, calm down. How about we have a truce?
(Sinegal and Brotman contemplate in silence.)
Charmer: I'll take that as a yes. Since you don't know who we are, I'll be transparent. We are part of the Foundation, an organization dedicated to investigating the paranormal.
(Both parties are silent, before Sinegal speaks.)
Sinegal: Are you serious?
Charmer: Very.
Brotman: So…
Charmer: We need you to tell us anything you can.
Brotman: Alright.
Sinegal: Wait! You can't be serious! Paranormal? Like ghosts?
Charmer: That's one example. Let me be clear, you two are running a business that, by all accounts, can't exist. We already checked your records, we know that nothing has been falsified.
Sinegal: Well? Get to the point.
Charmer: Your business is literally safer to invest in than the government.
Sinegal: Well, that, uh. Jeff?
Brotman: I don't believe it.
Sinegal: Jeff?
Brotman: Look, nothing we're doing is "paranormal." I don't know how you got to that conclusion, but we are not going to roll over for some hacks who can't tell the difference between skill and magic! Jim is a god damn devout to this company! He runs across the country to make sure everything is running right, and I make sure all the prices are good! We have never overpriced a single product of ours, and I'll be damned if we did!
Charmer: When was the last time you had a spill? When was the last time a shipment was late? Your employees have never experienced an accident, nor have they been late to shift. For whatever reason, your corporation are simply exempt from accidents like that.
(Deacon and Charmer stands up.)
Charmer: I think it is time we leave. Let you two discuss our next move.
(Deacon holds open the door and Charmer starts to exit the meeting.)
Charmer: I'll be back tomorrow. I'll bring some friends of mine. Perhaps they can convince you.
Date: 8/██/1984
Media Origin: Log created by Foundation Detail Deacon.
(The Foundation Ethics Committee, Foundation Detail Deacon, Costco Chairman Jeffrey Brotman, and Costco CEO James Sinegal enter a private meeting room. Both parties take seats opposite from each other.)
EC Member: I suppose you want us to convince you. That's fine. You don't need to speak. ████?
EC Member: We'll be frank. We are the SCP Foundation, dedicated to protecting the public from the anomalous. Anything you can think of, we can tell you how they actually work. After all, we dedicate a massive amount of resources to our task.
EC Member: Perhaps you've seen us before. Do you recognize S&C Plastics? Or perhaps your rival, Sol Price Clubs? The initials are a bit off, but it's there.
Sinegal: What?
EC Member: It's a lot to take in, but we need to speed things along. Deacon, the files.
(Deacon stands up and places four files in front of Sinegal and Brotman.)
EC Member: Starting to the left are our abbreviated financial records, a resource packet, a select number of anomalous materials we have, and our offer. Please, take your time.
(Logs redacted for brevity.)
Sinegal: So… you need us?
EC Member: So it seems.
Sinegal: Well, what do you think?
Brotman: Well, it's one hell of a scam.
Sinegal: Damn.
EC Member: What do you say?
Brotman: Before we seal the deal, I just want to visit one of your facilities. See for myself what we're truly dealing with.
EC Member: Done. Pleasure doing business.
On 8/██/1984, Jim Sinegal and Jeffrey Brotman agrees to collaborate with the Foundation, giving rise to the Kirkland Agreement.
- The Foundation will become a major endorser of Costco Wholesale Corporation through the purchase of Costco goods, establishing additional Costco locations, and becoming a major shareholder of Costco.
- The Foundation will require a majority of their personnel to regularly purchase goods at Costco warehouses.
- The properties of Price Club will be incorporated into the Costco chain.
- Jim Sinegal and Jeffrey Brotman will designate a meeting location for Foundation personnel working within Costco, as well as host all meetings8.
- The Foundation will not amnesticize Jim Sinegal and Jeffrey Brotman for the duration of the Kirkland Agreement.
- Costco is to staff several key positions with Foundation personnel.
- The Kirkland Agreement will be considered null and void should any operation within Costco experience an unintentional accident.
A deliberate accident explained via open air contamination.
On 9/1/1993, it was officially decided that SCP-X was unintentionally anomalous, which disallows the Foundation from monitoring Jim Sinegal and Jeffrey Brotman. The reason for this is currently unknown, and will most likely remain unknown. As such, all research into the origin of SCP-X has been discontinued. During this time, there were grievances regarding allowing Jim Sinegal and Jeffrey Brotman to continue with knowledge of the anomalous.
On 3/11/1997, Sol Price Club was quickly
Date: 1/2/1990
Media Origin: Foundation surveillance.
(A Foundation Ethics Committee Member is sitting with Jeffrey Brotman.)
EC Member: Are you thirsty?
Brotman: What do you have?
EC Member: Everything. That's the privilege of EC.
Brotman: Well, I always forget that. Costco doesn't even touch coke, and I would rather fall and die than take it. Well, I'll get the same as you get.
Item #: SCP-X-J
Object Class: Pending classification. SCP is currently considered really fucking lost.
Special Containment Procedures: Please find him.
Description: He is my son and I fucking lost him I really need you guys to help me his name is Nemo and he's oh my god the fucking gulls are eating him oh god
Item #: SCP-X-EX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: Given the location of SCP-X, discovery is fairly unlikely. Foundation geologists and miners are currently positioned around SCP-X, and will prevent trespassers if necessary.
Testing is strictly limited to dislodging SCP-X from the surrounding environment.
Description: SCP-X is the group designation of
Item #: SCP-X
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-X is currently held in a large indoor enclosure for territorial anomalous animals. The enclosure has been reinforced with steel girders and electric fences in order to dissuade SCP-X from escaping.
Additional improvements are to be made to the enclosure to maintain some basic human decency, so long as building these improvements are not a danger to Foundation Personnel. Buildings include a formal dining area, a private bathroom, a way to communicate with SCP-X without exposing personnel to it, and a bedroom.
SCP-X's daily dietary requirements must be conventional, and include no human meat, anomalous or otherwise.
Description: SCP-X is an adult human female weighing upwards of 600 kilograms. In place of a standard oral cavity, SCP-X possesses a mandible similar to that of a snake. This jaw is capable of expanding up to four meters.
While SCP-X's chemical makeup is generally conventional, it displays an anomalous ability to traverse most environments with high velocity. Prior to containment, it was seen climbing up a forty story building at speeds upwards of 18 km/h in order to escape recontainment.
SCP-X's internal makeup consists of hundreds of organs. These organs are alive, but nonfunctional. After incapacitating SCP-X, these organs were retrieved with no major surgery via the oral cavity. Analysis of said organs indicated that they belonged to previous victims of SCP-X.
Activity Logs: The following logs were written in the perspective of a zoologist. As such, the following logs will be utilizing an ethogram to properly document its activities.
Supervisors Name(s): Prof. Hiterole, Rsr. Aber
Date: 1/14/2020Species Name: N/A
Number of Animals: N/A
Description of Animal: Unique instance. Black hair. Caucasian. Female.
| Behavior | Timeline | Elaboration | ||
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Solitary: Sleep | 0001-0622 | Slept on heated rock. Did not acknowledge sleeping quarters provided. Requested removal. | ||
| Solitary: Groom Self | 0622-0624 | Briefly washes self in nearby river. Request the reduction of water level provided due to reluctant behavior. Perhaps it grew up in an environment with little water. | ||
| Food Related: Drink | 0624-0625 | Drinks from the river. Deny request to remove flow function of river. Stagnant water may harm SCP-X. | ||
| Aggressive: Fight | 0625-0712 | Attacks enclosure. Some damage has been accrued to westernmost side of enclosure. Requesting reinforcements to enclosure. | ||
Deployment Form X-11
BY ORDER OF: Echo B., Site 37 Director
ABSTRACT: Over the course of about seventy years, members of several Mobile Task Forces have been considered MIA. However, recent events have led us to reconsider this designation, as communications have been restored with a few of these members. Currently, their approximate locations are localized above the airspace of California.
These members are reportedly in a high likelihood spontaneous anomaly manifestation hotspot. As such, I saw fit to redesignate these members as a brand new MTF as well as preemptively listing this location as SCP-X.
DEPLOYED: The following team members have variable backgrounds. Temporarily dubbed MTF Epsilon-2 ("Missing in Action"). Order of relative hierarchy listed as follows.
MTF Epsilon-7 ("Forget Me Nots") - Big Box - E2-1
MTF Zeta-9 ("Mole Rats") - Harley P. Hunter - E2-2
MTF Lambda-5 ("White Rabbits") - Angie Dutov - E2-3
MTF Mu-13 ("Ghostbusters") - Ken Billings - E2-4
MTF Beta-7 ("Maz Hatters")- Pyro -E2-5
The following transcripts are organized in roughly chronological order.
[BEGIN LOG]
E2-2: Protocol says that if I ever get split up, I die.
Deep panting and heavy thumping can be heard.
E2-2: I'm either alive, and I need to get back, or I'm dead, and the afterlife looks like shit.
E2-2 looks into a mirror.
E2-2: Nope. That was me. Damn, I look like shit. Fuck me.
A grunt, and glass is shattered.
E2-2: God damn! I don't remember [REDACTED] acted like this, unless it's a hidden property. Damn glass everywhere.
Pause.
E2-2: Radio isn't busted, but I ain't getting anything, so it might as well be busted. Entity was a blind and deaf Sunday, so I could run around. Just need to not touch it. Hello? Anyone there?
Scraping.
E2-2: I guess I'll describe the place. If anyone ever comes across my dead body, they'll get a hint. Where to start? Fuckton of glass? That's obvious. Don't need to tell them that. Oh. Oh! It's a mirror maze!
Glass shattering.
E2-2: Fuck! Ow! Fuck! Okay. Fuck this place. Okay. Has all kinds of mirrors, two way, one way, forget which is which. Just don't run. Fuck me, that's gonna leave a mark.
Mock sobbing.
E2-2: Anyway. That was fun. I'll just. Keep. Wandering around. Floor has variable color. Mostly white shades of white. How original. No organic sunlight that I can see, but it's bright anyways, cause fuck physics. Temperature is mi-
Glass shattering.
E2-2: Argh!Mild fucking temperature! Mild. Temp. Calm. I am calm.
Deep breath.
E2-2: We're good. Where's my fucking hammer?
Rustling.
E2-2: No luck. God damn it. Still got the MRE's though. Heh. Just like my momma's. I gotta say, if I'm stuck here for eternity, it won't be a complete loss. The glass shatters easily here, probably not anomalous but could be anomalous. Very therap-
Glass shattering, followed by a thump.
E2-2: Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I am not a patient man. I think I'll take a nap. Perfect weather for it. And I am old. Heh.
Rustling, followed by snoring can be heard. This continues for a period of four hours.
[END LOG]
The following log was created by E2-5 before meeting E2-2.
[BEGIN LOG]
Muffled breathing can be heard. Slow, rhythmic thumps of footsteps can be heard. After a period of 1 hour, snoring can be heard.
E2-5: Oi.
E2-5 wakes up E2-2 with his boot.
E2-2: Whuh?
E2-5: Foundation?
E2-2: Woah! It's you creepy fuckers! Er, no offense. Take the mask off, man. The air ain't toxic.
E2-5: Hold on. You could be an anomaly.
The sound of a lighter turns on.
E2-2: Woah, woah, woah! Turn it off! I'm not an anomaly!
E2-5: Prove it.
E2-2: Mole Rats! Uh. Does the black moon howl ring a bell?
E2-5: Fine.
[END LOG]
The following video log was created by E2-3.
[BEGIN LOG]
Screaming, before trailing off.
E2-3: This is quite based. Don't look at the mirrors. Reload my frog. Shoot a pellet for me, would you?
A gunshot, followed by shattering glass.
E2-3: You nailed it. Thanks again George, the high capacity frog. What the hell am I saying? It's a gun. Damn. That reality bender was the shits. Whoa! My hands are back to normal! Where to go? Where to go?
Rustling.
E2-3: Kant counter seems functional. Point this way. Point that way. No activity. What the fuck? Hume? Hume? Are you busted? Hume? No external damage. I'm shaking the Kant counter now. They said not to break this thing, and I don't think it's broke. It's still ticking. Where the hell am I? Stable Hume readings means no reality bender. Did SCP-[REDACTED] do this? No. No residual Humes. This is a new anomaly.
Silence.
E2-3: Oh no. This is not in my expertise.
Another gunshot, followed by shattering glass.
E2-3: That way!
[END LOG]
The following log was created by E2-4 before encountering SCP-X-1.
[BEGIN LOG]
Yawning.
E2-4: Doc? Ah shit. I guess things did not go as planned.
Shuffling.
E2-4: Hello? Anyone there? No one. Am I dead? Nah.
Glass shattering.
E2-4: You cannot be serious. I knew SCP-[REDACTED] was sadistic, but this is a whole new level of messed up. What a mirror maze.
Footsteps.
E2-4: This is kinda fun.
[END LOG]
The following log was created by E2-1 before meeting with the rest of Epsilon-2.
[BEGIN LOG]
E2-1: No! No. Huh? This is not a thing I am aware of. SCP-[REDACTED] is a theoretical mnestic dosage limit, of which will not be listed here for security purposes. This limit is constant, regardless of the subject dosed with the mnestic drugs. Of note, the subject only has to be able to digestively process mnestics in order to activate an SCP-X event. Given the ethical concerns over such a test, testing to discover the effects of SCP-X has been expressly forbidden by the O5 Council and the Ethics Committee.
E2-1: So not SCP-[REDACTED]. This is another anomaly altogether. No backup available. Stuck up the creek. Like usual.
[END LOG]
E2-4 encounters SCP-X-1.
[BEGIN LOG]
E2-4: Instincts tell me to not break the mirrors. So I won't. Except for this one, cause I just bumped into it.
SCP-X-1: Dude.
E2-4: Woah, who the fuck?
Special Containment Procedures: Currently,
Item #:** SCP-001
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-001 is currently contained in Facility-01, a unique anomalarchitectural multi-story subterranean complex dedicated to housing .
Description:
[NOTICE]
You are not reading the most updated version of SCP-X.The newest sections will be highlighted in blue for your convenience.
Special Containment Procedures: Given the largely invisible nature of SCP-X, no containment procedures has been devised, nor is it necessary.
Description: SCP-X is a nonphysical presence in the rough shape of a humanoid. Currently, little has been confirmed about SCP-X, and information regarding SCP-X is strictly limited to its location and activities. The following is a detailed log of SCP-X's whereabouts and the general timeframe.
- SCP-X is currently located in the Corollary Nebula.
- After a minimum of six years, SCP-X will travel to a nearby spacial object of cultural significance. In this instance, significance is defined by the amount of coverage for a given spacial object within scientific mainstream media. Of note, SCP-X is capable of traveling faster than the speed of light. Given the nonphysical nature of SCP-X, this does not violate Einstein's Theory of Relativity.
- SCP-X will reside within the new spacial object, and travel around said object before moving onto another spacial object.
- After repeating the process at least four more times, SCP-X will travel back to Earth, and reside over the dormitories of Bignelle's University of Astronomy and Astrophysics. SCP-X will linger over this location for about three hours before traveling to a new spacial object.
Updated Information: SCP-X will make contact with Daisy Patters, a professor at the university. Interviews indicate that SCP-X was an old roommate of Prof. Patters by the name of Andy Palmer. According to Prof. Patters, Andy Palmer enjoyed traveling. It is unknown when Palmer became SCP-X, as she did not appear in any missing persons lists. Additional information regarding Andy Palmer prior to SCP-X is available upon request.
Special Containment Procedures: Pending review.
Description: SCP-X is a rare anomalous autoimmune response in which the body recognizes the nervous system as a foreign entity, stemming from the brain. This usually occurs after an individual experiences instantaneous brain death via a lethal cognitohazard or infohazard. How the autoimmune system is able to identify conceptual hazards is unknown, and how humans attained this response is equally unknown.
When SCP-X is active, it will metabolically remove the brain and related parts from the body. This usually takes place on a microscopic scale, but will occasionally break down the brain and perspire from the body.
After the body has cleansed itself of the brain, a large, congealed mass of white blood cells will take its place and assume command of the body. These white blood cells are mostly immune to lethal cognitohazards and infohazards, and function as if it were a conventional nervous system.
Currently, SCP-X is contained. No further action pending review.
Special Containment Procedures: The production of mnestic drugs outside of Foundation mandated oversight are to be eliminated with prejudice. Internal production of mnestics are to be carefully controlled, and mnestic doses given to Foundation Personnel must be taken exactly as instructed, and subliminal memetic measures have been implanted within specific high traffic activity in order to ensure that the mnestic doses are taken accordingly. As such, excessive/leftover doses are to be seen as a security breach and treated as such.
Description: SCP-X is the theoretical mnestic dosage limit, of which will not be listed here for security purposes. This limit is constant, regardless of the subject dosed with the mnestic drugs. Of note, the subject only has to be able to digestively process mnestics in order to activate an SCP-X event. This suggests that the combination of the mnestic drug and various gastric fluids in sufficient quantities will activate SCP-X. Given the ethical concerns over such a test, testing to discover the effects of SCP-X has been expressly forbidden by the O5 Council and the Ethics Committee.
Historically, anomalous groups have attained SCP-X before, as seen within documents shortly after the disappearance of said groups, as well as the locations of the groups. However, the effects of such an event are poorly understood, partly due to the secrecy of such groups as well as the anomaly itself. Currently, it is theorized that the overdose of mnestic drugs creates an informational vacuum910. Since this event is literally the complete loss of information, it is nearly undetectable, with the exception of dedicated teams monitoring for such an event.
There is also difficulty in ascertaining exactly what occurs within an SCP-X event. Conflicting theories suggest that all physical objects nearby SCP-X no longer exist due to the loss of information, tying existence with perception, while other theories state that the objects are merely imperceptible, and could be rediscovered after taking the necessary dose of mnestics. The nature of SCP-X instances themselves are also largely unknown. Some scientists believe that they have simply perished under the strain of informational overload or witnessing an unrelated antimemetic anomaly11. Others ascertain that those who have went through SCP-X could have ascended, linking knowledge with power, as well as achieving a knowledge based apotheosis12.
The overall theories regarding what happens to other sapient entities caught within SCP-X is generally a consensus. Entities are suddenly unable to detect anything, including a sense of self. After this, it is simply unknown what happens to the entity, as it is literally unimaginable. The loss of self has simply never been observed before in such a dramatic scenario, and may be impossible to perceive at all if we wish to perceive it in the necessary environment.
Item #: SCP-001
Object Class: Non-Anomalous
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-001 has been relocated to a dedicated server or library of sufficient storage, as the original location of SCP-001, of which was chosen by the O5 Council, simply did not have the requirements for holding such a large file. All O5 members are free to access SCP-001, however, they must be accompanied by at least two heavyweight weightlifters in place of security guards.
All additions or updates to SCP-001 are to be painstakingly reviewed before being added to SCP-001, as SCP-001 is large enough as is. Given the mundanity of 90% of SCP-001, access has been relatively lax around it, and hardly constitutes a Broken Masquerade Scenario. However, a general amnestic has been granted to anyone who wishes to take one after accessing SCP-001.
Description: SCP-001 is large document describing consensus reality. Therefore, anomalous activity is defined as any activity that occurs outside of the parameters of the document. This document will describe in detail all characteristics of reality, and whether they constitute an anomaly or not, as decided by the O5 Council.
Currently, all concepts are to be reviewed, and has thus far been productive. The universal laws of gravitation, physical forces, and other basic fields of study such as philosophy, biology, and chemistry have been deemed nonanomalous. However, future technological developments and discoveries will be reviewed to determine whether they are anomalous.
All activities and objects outside of the parameters of SCP-001 are to be secured, contained, and protected from the public and from itself. Said activity and object will be subject to review.
The following excerpts have been rereviewed by the O5 Council as examples of updates to SCP-001. In all cases the speaker is not identified, and the logs are definitely incomplete.
Subject: Light as a wave and a particle
Dialog:Those of you with limited scientific background will find this a surprise. A theory regarding the existence of light was recently published, which resolves the paradox of light.
I don't understand it. Could you explain a bit more?
I don't have to. The Foundation already figured this out years ago, so we'll just make it nonanomalous.
Wa-
Conclusion: Not anomalous. Updated.
Subject: A black and white photograph of a Victorian girl lying of a bench, whose head is lying detached to the side, facing the camera
Dialog:This is perfectly achievable through conventional camera tricks.
I would like to see a detailed explanation, if you would. Since we are-
Conclusion: Not anomalous. Updated.
Subject: An image of a pair of Crocs, both of which are filled with baked beans
Dialog:Photoshop.
I-
Conclusion: Not anomalous. Updated.
Subject: An image of a pair of Crocs, both of which are filled with baked beans, except text has been superimposed onto the image
Dialog:Photoshop.
Wa-
Conclusion: Not anomalous. Updated.
Subject: An image of a pair of Crocs, both of which are filled with baked beans, except the image is a still frame in a soundless MP3
Dialog:Photoshop.
Fu-
Conclusion: Not anomalous. Updated.
Subject: The Berryman-Langford Memetic Kill Agent, except a child's fingerpainting was superimposed on the image
Dialog:This is my daughter's! But beside the point. Anomalous or not?
It most certainly is anomalous! Just because the image was temporarily neutralized doesn't make it any less dangerous. Look, the Foundation has already studied this thing for decades. It is an idea, and as such, it has already been planted in our minds. We-
Conclusion: A little bit anomalous. Updated.
[NOTICE]
O5-███████████ resigned.Why is that so long? It's just O5-11. Get IT in here.
Subject: Carbonated soup
Dialog:Achievable through standard means.
Possibly cognitohazardous.
What do you mean? This is fantastic, I do this with my kids all the time.
Conclusion: Anomalous. Updated.
[NOTICE]
O5-5 was apprehended. Background checks indicate a history with the Chaos Insurgency.
Subject: Hypnosis
Dialog:Ooh, I went to one of those shows once. It was amazing, all the people were like "boosh" and "snore" and it was so cool. Like, I looked this up online, and hypnosis is basically using the power of suggestion and tired people. The performer puts people to sleep and-
Conclusion: Not anomalous. Updated.
Subject: SCP-001
Dialog:Friends, I have a proposal to make.
Go ahead?
SCP-001 has gotten incredibly large, and halfway through, we kinda stopped caring about the entire thing. So I propose a solution.
Sounds fair. Continue.
Since we straight up just quit, I think we should update SCP-001.
How would that solve anything? SCP-001 is a document saying whether something is anomalous or not.
Do we have to go over every image? Every possible piece of stimuli? If we have to, SCP-001 will literally be infinite. We would have to cover sound, sight, smell, taste, everything. And in the end, if we do go through with this, the effort will be wasted because no one will use SCP-001. Think about it. Besides the O5 Council, who will use SCP-001? It is a protected document in the 001 slot.
Now that I think about it, why was this thing created? We run the smartest organization in the world. We have thousands of personnel and agents at our disposal. They should be able to intuitively tell if there is an anomaly or not. Who proposed this thing in the first place?
Uhhh…
Conclusion: ?????. Updated.
Item #: SCP-001
Object Class: Undecided13.
Description: SCP-001 is the conclusion to an exhaustive documentative effort established in the 1920s, of which expanded into parallel universes created after each significant resolutive decision. While the study of diverging timelines was intriguing in itself, the aggregate development of the Third Reich, and by extension, Fascism, were worthy of examination.
In all timelines in which the Third Reich14 gain traction as a fascist movement15, it will inevitably fail to maintain power in which it propagated. This could be due to a strategic militaristic defeat, failure to govern effectively, religious insurgence, an internal civilian rebellion, or a combination of the four.
Notes: This document is exempt from normal SCP-001 procedures. Notably, any Foundation Personnel Level One and up formally requesting SCP-001 will receive this document. As a rationale, this course of action was permitted due to a chain of logical reasonings and an agreement between the Ethics Committee and the O5 Council regarding moral and the SCP-001 slot.
Inherently evil ideologies, most familiar to us, Fascism, is universally declared morally and ethically evil. In every iteration, even though it was probable for an infinite number of timelines in which such a system of beliefs were acceptable, there was a notable lack of such. Therefore, good and evil is, by uncertain means, a causal phenomenon biased towards good. With that in mind, in the event that any reality is contaminated with evil, good will inevitably win, regardless of the nature of the evil.
For those of you vocal and uncertain about the course of the Foundation, of the ever increasing odds against the anomaly in containment and at large, of the logistics of carrying on the way we have, you would be right on all accounts. What we do, what we want to do, and what we will do is entirely uncertain. Perhaps you have heard of the incompetence of some of our staff. Perhaps you work with anomalies that are fundamentally impossible to contain.
On all accounts, you would be right.
However, despite this, here we are, against all odds. And here we will be, for the foreseeable future. Because despite the odds, we are the universal constant. We have been selected as one of the good by the causal phenomenon. And so we will succeed.
Remember that this SCP-001 exists. Remember our cause, our initials. And ever hopeful, we will succeed, for we will always remember, the Foundation is good.
Greetings. Welcome to the Counter Action Fifth Church Orientation.
I suppose you don't know what that is. Unsurprising.
The Fifth Church is what I like to call a pain in the ass. If you went to an AWCY? Orientation, it basically runs exactly the same way. The reason why we have such a hard time dealing with the AWCY? is because they have exactly no organized movement. They are, above all, an artistic period, the same as Post Modernism or Contemporary Art. They make anomalous art, and that is it. For the Foundation, it means they aren't tracked easily, and there are no cohesive battle plans of which to deal with the AWCY? when they do pop up. It's literally a war of attrition, and we are losing very badly.
The Fifth Church works in a similar way. They definitely have a hierarchy, but who's who is completely lost to us. We have a total of about five documents pertaining to the Fifth Church, all of which necessitated their own SCP designation. I'm sure there are more outside of my clearance. Their ultimate goal is ascension, but how they achieve this through self help and dream logic is indiscernible. They have five different branches, all of which practice Fifthism differently, with differing flavors of God, focus of worship, and intentions.
If you want to understand Fifthism, do not bother. The more you understand Fifthism, the less human you are, which should explain the nature of Fifthism.
So here we are, against a religion we aren't allowed to understand. What do you do? I'll answer that for you, numbnuts.
Here at the Fifth Division, we provide ways to understand the Fifth Church. No, we still don't know what the Fifth Church is selling, but we can sure as hell understand what they're trying to say.
Let's start with the core principle of Fifthism, the number five. What does this mean in relation to the Fifth Church? Absolutely nothing we can understand. However, it's one of the ways we can tell whether something has Fifth influence or not. Five points, five branches, five stanzas, whatever that has a five in it can be Fifth. Even saying the word five can be Fifthist. We'll learn more about that later.
Also, from here on out, you are not allowed to use the number five in your daily lives. Anything with a sequence of five or more must be disrupted in any way possible. Even the subliminal use of sentences must be controlled. You're all new here, so take it easy. You'll go under a strict training and memetic regimen eventually. We'll learn more about that later.
Actually, I'm just going to give you a bunch of advice. Don't ever get self help. Get addicted to your poison of choice. Anything under the rainbow is acceptable. Drugs, alcohol, sex if you can find someone who'll do it all the time. If you're addicted to eating macaroni, whatever. Just get addicted. Moderation is a lie Fifthists propagate, so the logical extreme dictates us to get fucked up.
The only thing you're not allowed to get addicted to is smoke. Why? Don't know, don't care. Just roll with it. If you see a fire, get rid of it. If you see someone take out a lighter, collapse their ribcage. Anything that produces smoke is bad. Don't question it.
Don't ever look up at the sky. The world is big and you hate it. Everything that wants to kill you is in space. Aliens, big fucking meteors, whatever piece of shit God that decided to put us here. You hate the sky, the space, the clouds, sunny weather, anything that exists upwards from your general orientation. Fuck the up. Stay safe.
You are to become science deniers. Don't care that you work on the cutting edge of technology and study. The Foundation is a fake, and everything about science is fake. They are out to kill you. You will believe in conspiracy theories, climate change isn't real, God is alive and beating in your hearts, and fuck anyone who tells you otherwise! This is your goddamn reality now, and you better like it, you miserable pissants.
Apotheosis is fake. You don't know what that word means, and sounds all made up. That is all.
Go home, and get addicted, you sick fucks. By the end of this, you'll be perfect.
phe·nom·a·ly
/fəˈnäməlē/
noun
Phenomalics is an emerging study regarding the existence of a subset of anomalies. Semantically, a phenomaly combines the traits of a phenomenon and the Foundation formal definition of an anomaly. A phenomenon, in which an event is observable but poorly understood, and anomaly, in which an event is observable and cannot exist in reality.
The paradox is obvious. How can an event not exist, yet can constantly be replicated and observed? This paradox can be reconciled through Epson's Theory of Anomalies, which builds upon some of Arl's Breakthroughs in Duplication, that if we consider the anomalous to be anomalous, then reality itself is anomalous because it is able to host the anomalous. So because reality exists, and we consider reality nonanomalous, we can formally state that anomalies can be both anomalous and nonanomalous.
Granted, anomalies are still anomalies, regardless of any kind of theory. Which is why phenomalics exist as a field of study.
Here is the definition of a phenomaly. Phenomalies are anomalies that exist within the very fabric of reality, such that they are inseparable even to the laws of physics. Let's suppose that a sapient race spontaneously experiences an extinction event when they reach an exact population count, say, one trillion. This will always occur, and humanity can observe this phenomenon, as well as be subject to said phenomenon. This would be a phenomaly.
One last thing, before you move on. You are a product of a phenomaly. You do not recall any of your memories, because you never had any. You will not die, because humanity needs a hero. You will save the world, because you have no choice.
You will suffer. But you will save the world.
Secure, contain, and protect. I'm sorry.
Prologue
Site Director Arlington Cemeten was nervous.
In his hands were a stack of documents, thoroughly soaked in his sweaty hands. He could audibly hear himself shaking from anxious energy. After all, it wasn't everyday that a person comes face to face with an Overseer. How do you propose a proposal? What were some buzzwords? How do you scientifically explain the nature of his proposal without wasting an Overseer's time? All these last minute questions were racing in his mind, doing no good to steady his nerves.
Finally, the door handle clicked open, and revealed a particularly petite(?), young(?) woman(?). Strangely enough, Arlington could hardly tell it was a person at all, before she spoke in a husky voice, as if she(they?) smoked a pack a day.
"Director Cemeten?"
Arlington nearly fell out of the plastic chair he was shivering in. The documents nearly spilled out onto the tile floor.
"Yes! Oh, that's me…" After hammering out a positively nervous greeting, he quickly ducks inside, and the door slammed shut behind him.
He was greeted by a fairly innocuous room. It unceremoniously held an office, rows of files, and a single laptop resting on a steel desk. Everything was evidently bolted into place. O5-11 took a seat at her computer and started typing away, before gesturing for Cemeten to sit.
Cemeten uncomfortably sat in the tiny chair, awkwardly glancing around. Now that he was sitting, his nerves calmed enough to make out a few security options. Two walls are clearly one way windows. Small lens peek out from the dark corners of the room.
Suddenly, Cemeten felt the enormity of the situation.
"So." O5-11 finally breaks the silence, and Cemeten nearly jumps in surprise.
"Oh please, don't be so worried. We're reasonable people. I won't bite." Cemeten is not reassured by this statement.
"So, uh, I have a proposal…" Cemeten finally vocalized.
"Oh, speak up. It's a miracle you became Site Director with that attitude."
"I wish to create a new division. It's called the, the Phenomaly Division."
He(?) rubs the bridge of her nose. "I don't have all day Director. We're struggling with logistics to begin with, and I don't see why I need to waste it on some silly pun of a division."
"Phenomalies is the study of anomalies as a phenomenon. Why do certain anomalies seem to exist in every parallel universe we encounter? Why is it that some weird killer statue exists before the Foundation does in almost every iteration?"
O5-11 is suddenly attentive, and the clacking of the laptop keys are noticeably absent. Cemeten saw this as an advantage to push forward. He begins to speak louder and faster. His heart pumped his shot nerves with waves of fervor.
"A lot of Foundation research is dedicated to studying anomalies in itself, and while that can be forthcoming, there are a few anomalies that could benefit from a change in perspective. What if the anomalies are actually a facet of the universe? Quantum physics dictates that the light is both a wave and a particle, and is perception based. An argument could be made that that property is anomalous, and is therefore subject to containment."
"If we research it from this point of view, I believe there could be valuable discoveries to be made. We could harness the power of certain anomalies. We could finally explain anomalies that have stumped the Foundation for decades!"
Cemeten collapses back into his chair, slightly out of breath and red. He realizes that he went completely off script. The speech he just made was entirely based upon anecdotes and gallantry, and hardly fit the bill for a proposal at all. Just before he could rectify his over eagerness, O5-11 starts typing at their computer again.
Cemeten took this as a sign that he had failed. The proposal was a wash. Dejected, he picks himself up to leave.
He grabs the door handle, and he suddenly hears his name called out.
"Arlington Cemeten." He turns around to find O5-11, somehow moving directly behind him without him hearing her.
"IF you don't mind, I'll tell you about a personal story of mine. Would you listen?" Arlington, blanking, nodded yes. He would only realize the implications later.
"I've been waiting for an explanation for a long while. You know, I've worked for a lot of Foundations, but this is the first time I've heard of your proposal."
O5-11 and Arlington stood in the doorway for a little bit. Awkwardly, Arlington broke the silence. "Is that the story?"
O5-11 rubbed the bridge of their nose again. "Dear God, you're.. you. Get out of here already. You have a division to see to."
Cemeten paused for a second, processing this new information, before beaming with delight. At a loss for words, he enthusiastically shook O5-11's hand and bounded away.
He had a lot of work to do.
Special Containment Procedures: The last instance of SCP-X's sequence has been preserved within a refitted Foundation cryogenic chamber for permanent storage. Studies regarding this can be undertaken with Level 3 Approval.
The offspring of previous SCP-X instances are to be closely monitored for any more anomalies.
Description: SCP-X is a anomalous dominant genetic sequence tied to a family tree for at least 20 generations, originating approximately 800 years ago. The family tree was traced back to several influential families of prominence, mostly of Spanish origin. Some of these families include the Montague, the Don Quixotes, and the Soldado Oscuro. SCP-X measures at about 91,000 base pairs. The full map of SCP-X can be found in Addendum-X-4. Despite its relatively large size, SCP-X has never experienced an error in DNA replication during Foundation study. This allows SCP-X to propagate within every cell without fail, while maintaining a novel resilience to structural damage. A second of constant ionizing radiation on a sample containing SCP-X has produced no changes.
SCP-X's known anomalies manifest within the universal causality, manipulating multiple environmental variables for the purposes of managing a subjectively miserable state of existence while simultaneously ensuring that they do not die. No SCP-X instance has ever died outside of natural causes.
Of note, SCP-X has some relation to other SCPs.
SCP-X Instances:
| Name | Upbringing | Liberty | Notes | |||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Duke Alfonso Acebo-Infanta III | Despite his family's high class and wealth, he was not allowed to consume normal goods, and survived by begging for food and other materials from the servants. As a child, he learned how to fight, engaging in combat with another high class youth, which resulted in a long prison sentence. Eventually, through careful appeals, he was sold to a blacksmith as an indentured servant, working until he was freed at an unknown age. | A diary believed to belong to him indicated that he often dreamed of his mother, who left him an impersonal message stating that she believes he will succeed. | Died due to dysentery shortly after freedom. | |||
| Caballero de la Dorado Muerte, Ireverte de la Diaz | Apparently diagnosed with an addiction to violence, now properly known as External Offloaded Affliction Dependency, his family indulged in his mental illness by providing thousands of animals for him to torture and kill. As with all addictions, he moved past animals and started to perform on humans, eclipsing into one massive killing spree, in which he trapped all his family members and servants within their mansion, of which he had built traps meant to inflict painful and slow deaths. This incident sparked an investigation by royalty, in which they initially planned on executing him by hanging. However, they decided to recruit him as a soldier, in which he quickly rose to notoriety. | Enjoyed a gory aesthetic, and was frequently found consuming blood. Often looked forward to future conflicts with childlike abandon. | Died due to a blood borne pathogen. | |||
| Agent Morgan Jones | The son of two prominent Foundation Agents, he was raised with a strict militaristic regime. Both parents expected their son to follow them into a Foundation career. As an Agent, he was extremely successful, containing several humanoid anomalies. However, he was disagreeable with his coworkers. He was raised on a strict schedule, and expected his coworkers to exhibit the same quality of competency. He was isolated, and occasionally ostracized. | His parents formally stated that they were proud of their son. | Agent Morgan is currently detained at Site-19. Additional info can be requested. | |||
| Corporal Lawrence Colorado, Retired | He was born into a large family, and as a result, never owned many material objects. Given the busy nature of this family, he became reclusive, and had to find work to afford normal goods. He was drafted during World War 1, where he made contact with Extranormal Event-AA104. | Nothing of note. | It is unclear whether Corporal Lawrence is still alive. | |||
| N/A | Detained by the Foundation at birth. Due to health complications, she was placed on permanent medical watch. Continuous stimulated mental training was deemed unproductive, and has been discontinued. | She enjoys playing with a homemade doll. | Contained by the Foundation. This is not immediately subject to change. | |||
| Lady Sofía Quixotes | Born into a disgraced royal family, she was constantly sickly. Her family was unable to take care of her, and abandoned her during a rainstorm. Alone, she traveled northwest, scavenging through rubbish, before reaching North Access, Cornwall. Along the way, she attempted to find work. She was employed as a prostitute, with the stipulation that she is to allow men to do whatever they pleased. She is eventually kidnapped by one such man. | Reportedly believed in a white knight, who she fell in love with at an early age. After indoctrination, believed that she was either pregnant with her white knight, or will be saved by a white knight. | [REQUIRES O5 CREDENTIALS] | |||
Procedure 52-Klos: The following procedure arose from recent advances in nonanomalous genetic tampering, in which the SCP-X instances genetic material is edited so that future offspring no longer have SCP-X.
Incident X-52-Klos: After isolating SCP-X, confirming the success of Procedure 52-Klos, all attending personnel experienced a visual and auditory hallucination floating above the previously SCP-X instance. Visually, it appeared to be an elderly woman wearing a large black cloak and various bottles and pouches strapped across her body, with her hair tied back into a bun. Resting on her shoulder was a crow, wearing a miniature archetypical witches hat.
This hallucination terminated itself as soon as SCP-X was placed into cryogenic storage. This has been determined to be a visual signature of the individual who created SCP-X. This individual has been logged into the SCP Database as PoI-X.
Special Containment Procedures: The surrounding mountain range has been registered as a protected nature reserve. Given the relative difficulty accessing SCP-X, trespassers are improbable.
Airspace around SCP-X has been formally restricted under the Federal Aviation Administration, under the definition of Security Sensitive Airspace Restrictions.
Foundation agents are to tamper with satellite images to remove SCP-X.
Description: SCP-X is a extradimensional portal measuring approximately 1500 meters tall and 900 meters wide, located on one side of the cliff face of a mountain in New Mexico. This portal is dimensionally polarized, decreasing the gravity of the local area by 44%. Irregularly, the portal builds up diametrically charged ions, causing a localized visible electric current. These currents have been mathematically determined to range from 1 billion to 4 billion joules. Located within SCP-X are two entities, dubbed SCP-X-A and SCP-X-B.
SCP-X-A is a phylum Eldritch, class Ekhi of disproportionately large size. Visually, SCP-X-A possesses thousands of pulsating purple and blue tentacles. The base of each tentacle average about 6 meters wide, and measure at a range of 80 meters to 500 meters. The suckers of the tentacles are replaced with cavities full of elongated calcium deposits, a majority of which are ringed with smaller, sharper calcium deposits. In addition to conventional locomotive anatomy, the tentacles secrete a thick mucus made up of proteins, organic salts, and blood belonging to an unidentified organism. The tentacles generally utilize the mucus as an adhesive to aide in locomotion.
SCP-X-B is a phylum Eldritch, class Jodi of disproportionately large size. The body mass of SCP-X-B is non euclidean, featuring hundreds of factually illegitimate geometries. Interaction with the geometries are slanted, so that attempts to interact with geometries will instead superimpose itself spatially, while discouraging distanglement of said interactions. The coloration of the body is mainly green, with lines of difficult to translate red text. Translated text has so far been interpreted as complete nonsense. SCP-X-B possesses a single large appendage pyramidically separated from the body, with several self interfering joints. As such, movement has been erratic and destructive. The appendage terminates into several similar miniature appendages, of which has been hypothetically determined as extending to a microscopic level.
Both entities are capable of telepathic communication, however, these communications are one sided, and are interpreted as low pitched and distorted white noise. Utilizing SCP-2662, Foundation personnel have been able to translate the telepathic communications to a certain extent.
The following translations are approximations. Several concepts may be dissimilar between cultures, for example, the flow of time is significantly faster to SCP-X-A and -B. As such, the translations will be recorded within our frame of reference.
20010203073300
[BEGIN LOG]SCP-X-A: Fuck me. I simply just, I can't believe this. I-
SCP-X-B: We have been getting older.
SCP-X-A: Speak for yourself, SCP-X-B. I'm still young as fuck.
SCP-X-B: But-
SCP-X-A: Don't you dare say it.
SCP-X-B: Alrighty then, SCP-X-A. Did you at least call the repairman?
SCP-X-A: Fuck, you do it.
SCP-X-B: Right.
SCP-X-A: We're never gonna live this down.
SCP-X-B: Whatever you say.
[END LOG]
200203010852222
[BEGIN LOG]SCP-X-A: Well?
SCP-X-B: He said he'll get here, eh, 70 years.
SCP-X-A: Fuck. I would just like to say that this is all your fault.
SCP-X-B: Hey. Why do you have to be like that?
SCP-X-A: No, I'm fucking serious, we had a routine for the past who knows fuck all millenniums. I always go first. That was the thing.
SCP-X-B: Yeah, see, that is the thing, I wanted to go first for once. It doesn't really matter who goes as long as we both get there.
SCP-X-A: Fuck man! You pushed me out of the way. You know I get fucked up easily. My tentacles are getting sticky. Why couldn't you just ask?
SCP-X-B: Stop cursing for once! Just use words like a normal person. We've talked about this.
SCP-X-A: Fuck no, man. This is embarrassing on so many unprecedented levels. We're wasting souls, electricity, and man hours. HR is totally pissed at us.
SCP-X-B: This is a situation.
SCP-X-A: No shit.
[END LOG]
200611050203045
[BEGIN LOG]SCP-X-B: Sorry.
SCP-X-A: Whatever for?
SCP-X-B: For not talking. Ugh, you were right. We had a routine. You even made that abundantly clear ever since we first met. Albeit, every other word was an expletive, and you were drunk as hell. But understandable. Beside the point. And ever since we started, we had our daily routine. We get the portal master to open up a portal to a dimension of sapience. You go through first, and then me, and we torment the souls of the of the living, spearhead madness into the fabric of intelligence, and collect the remains of the doomed, together!
SCP-X-A: Heh.
SCP-X-B: After that, we go file the report and clear the U slot, take our lunch, and do it again. That was our routine, for exactly seven and a half millenniums. And my god, does it get repetitive. Sure, every U is different, but we've been at it for such a long time that they all start blending together, following the same laws of physics. When was the last time you saw a U that truly invigorated you? It makes even podding look interesting!
(Pause.)
SCP-X-B: Sometimes, I wanna be the harbinger of madness. Sometimes, I wanna be the world breaker. Sometimes, I want to be the first person in. Once you go in and collect half of the stuff, I go in, and the materials are already used to your presence. They don't get scared. They don't start making cults. I'm like Barglesoth's little brother, you get what I'm saying?
(Pause.)
SCP-X-A: Shit, I guess you can go first sometimes.
SCP-X-B: Aw man, I'm gonna cry.
SCP-X-A: Hey, none of that touchy-feely bullshit. No hugging!
SCP-X-B: Hehe.
SCP-X-A: Damn. You made this awkward.
[END LOG]
200712100211003
[BEGIN LOG]SCP-X-B: Love ya.
SCP-X-A: Shut the fuck up.
[END LOG]
Ambrose Lacuna
Kind greetings to you, dear adventurer!
We understand that your journey has been long and difficult, and for that, we congratulate you. Welcome to Ambrose Lacuna, the highest high class restaurant in existence! You trekked through the Azarian Jungles, crossed the Raging Rivers of Marcalad, and climbed the snowy peaks of Mount Kima. We think you deserve a little break from the harsh weather.
Here, we'll clean your gear, massage your back, and pour you a glass, all on the house!
Three Course Sampler
First Course
- Jumbo Butter Crab Cakes: Made from the most recent genetic abomination, this appetizer boasts mouthwatering seafood and none of the butter, making for a healthier and equally delicious experience.
- Smoked Moon Squash:16 A simple dish, made of assorted sliced vegetables harvested from the dark side of the moon. Served with your choice of sauce.
- Hyperdense Element: This sliver of atomic mass has been pressurized and collided, aged and compressed to perfection. Be entertained as a weightlifter prepares this chip right in front of you! Features at least four undiscovered elements.
Main Course
- Leg of Lamb - Retrospective: Our most complex dish, specially prepared by our most professional chefs, this hearty dish will retrocausally rewrite reality as if you ate it during your first course!17
- Squid Ink Noodles: Ethically sourced from our freshwater spring, these noodles will instantly create sprawling tattoos of various designs across your body! Marvel at the penmanship! Comes with complimentary laser tattoo removal.
- Death Itself: Borne from a unique partnership with an aspiring parapharmaceuticist, this small, blue pill will temporarily send your brain into a coma, where you can eat with Death itself! Make conversation, and perhaps even make it a date! Served with the choice of any beverage18.
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After Course
- Dreamy Truffle Rolls: With the recent advances in the development of oneirologic technology, we are now able to bring to you a one of a kind dessert! This Swiss Roll Cake was produced entirely within the nightmares of a truffle mushroom, and physically manifested for a sweet confection.
- Orange Sherbet: Mixed with the orange essence of color, a drop of almond milk, and honey from an anomalous species of bees, this light dessert will help you truly understand the orange like you never could before. Ask your server for additional colors.
- Mind's Eye: Have you ever wished to know more than you can? After you eat this savory composite of ambient void, blueberries, and custard, you will be able to view into the darkest reaches of the subconscious, the reality between dimensions, and even what your significant other is wearing!19
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CAN YOU HEAR US? I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR US. WE'RE RIGHT NEXT TO YOUR EAR. I AM NEXT TO YOUR EAR. WE ARE IN YOUR EAR. I AM IN YOUR BRAIN.
I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR US. CAN YOU HEAR US?
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I CAN HEAR IT. CHOPPING. SCREAMING. BURNING.
I CAN TASTE IT I CAN SEE IT I CAN SMELL IT.
I HUNGER FOR MORE. THE VOID WILL CONSUME IT ALL, AND THESE CANNOT BE THE LAST. THE VOID HUNGERS, LIKE VERMIN TO A CORPSE.
KNOW THAT EVEN IN THE END, WE WILL HUNGER. WE WILL CONSUME IT ALL.
WE ARE SALVATION.
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@SCPFoundation
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Greetings, Ambrose Lacuna.Should there be anyone cognizant enough to read and understand this message, you are a victim of the effects of blind multi-anomaly experimentation.
Ultimately, it means that the unknown combination of two or more anomalies have resulted in a cross contaminative foreign anomaly.
Let this be a lesson to all other anomalous groups out there.
Even if we know everything about an anomaly, they are still anomalies nonetheless. They don't conform on a fundamental level with our reality, and we don't understand why they don't conform.
So what do you think happens when two anomalies we don't truly understand make contact with another? For a simplified analogy, it is as if a caveman were given gunpowder and fire. Both are dangerous on their own, and mixing them together may create an equally disastrous outcome. The situation at hand is simply far more random and potentially destructive.
It is by pure chance that a disaster hadn't occurred prior to this incident. Ambrose Lacuna was operating with enough anomalous materials that a definitive combination of anomalies cannot be identified as the cause.
Again, do not mix anomalies.
There is currently no possibility of retrieving any victims.
That is all.
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IS THIS IT? IS THIS ALL?
WE STILL HUNGER, BUT WE WILL NEVER STARVE.
WE WANT MORE, BUT YOU DENY US.
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BRING US MORE, YOU WEAKLING. YOU PATHETIC BASTARD. WE HUNGER, AND YOU CHOSE TO HIDE IN OUR RANKS. YOU KNOW NOTHING OF HUNGER. YOU KNOW NOTHING OF NOTHING. YOU KNOW NOTHING OF TERROR.
YOU WILL BRING US MORE.
Special Containment Procedures: The town of Marfa, Texas, are to receive the following resources as soon as possible.
- 80,000 meters of steel pipes
- 2,000 metric tonnes of concrete
- 2,000 4x4 meter steel pallets
- Construction tools for 80 people
- 4 bulldozers
- 3 front loaders
- 2 dump trucks
- 1 trencher
- 2 cranes
- 500 mounted heavy machine guns
- 4,000 crates of accompanying ammunition
- 500 grams of experimental Foundation explosive weaponry, code: "Rusty Boy"
- 5 experimental Foundation nonlethal accordance, code: "Beethoven"
- 2 experimental Foundation heavy wield vehicle, code: "Beetle Tank"
- 1 experimental Foundation weaponized esoterica, code: "Enzima, v.1.0.0"
Experimental tech has been given to Marfa with the understanding that:
- They are to be used against SCP-X.
- They are not to be used against humans.
- They will be used.
Civilians of Marfa are required to attend specialized classes for the purposes of using Foundation technology. However, they are not allowed to understand the mechanics behind the technology, as they are all mostly or completely anomalous in nature.
Additional anomalous technologies are to be sent to Marfa for utilization as soon as they are created. Additional requests for resources will be accepted on a case by case basis.
Description: SCP-X is a wave based military composed of several unconventional hyperspecialized mechanical units. These units are boxy and made out of steel, and are capable of performing complex actions, as well as follow short term planned behavior. However, they possess very little hardware necessary to operate at this capacity. Specifically, they only possess a pair of AA batteries, stray gears, and a clump of wires that are not attached to any systems.
Each month, waves of SCP-X instances attempt to seize Marfa. The size and number of waves can be predetermined via sequential mathematics from an analysis of previous campaigns. Of note, each wave have superseded in size to each preceding wave. Reconnaissance indicates that SCP-X instances instantly manifest in select locations outside of Marfa in variable group sizes.
Instances of SCP-X maneuver via treads, and as mentioned before, can wield a wide variety of tools and weapons. Instances are obstinate, and will only operate within their prescribed roles, even if it is disadvantageous to do so. For example, an instance of SCP-X wielding a weapon reminiscent of long range high caliber rifles will never deviate from their assigned position, even facing immediate termination. An exhaustive list can be found in Addendum-X-1.
Addendum-X-1: Descriptive log of SCP-X instances.
Addendum-X-2: Strategic Overview
Edit Mode
Revision 5
Description: SCP-X is a major spatial discontinuity involving the nation of Hafu and associated geology, a size of approximately 560,700 square kilometers, previously located 2500 kilometers from the nearest nation in the North Pacific Ocean. In the original manifestation of SCP-X, Hafu was instantaneously displaced approximately 18 degrees latitudinally to the right.
Due to the large land mass transported, the surrounding body of water at Hafu's original position experienced a severe vacuum, as well as a mass displacement from Hafu's resulting position, resulting in the Toki Disaster, of which is characterized as followed:
- Several tsunamis originating from the start and end of SCP-X.
- The extinction of at least 600 underwater species due to asphyxiation, as well as an estimated 60% death rate among all Pacific underwater species.
- Devastating structural damage to the Western Americas, Eastern China, and Australia, killing approximately 430 million people. Most island nations, especially Hafu, have been destroyed.
Several byproducts have been noted, such as an international economic crisis, sudden abrupt changes to global ocean currents, […], a substantial increase in crime rate, and contradictory weather patterns.
Special Containment Procedures: Maintaining the Veil is considered of secondary importance. The Foundation will assume control of all existing governments to more smoothly govern the containment of SCP-X. This will be carried out through any means necessary.
Attempts at restoring the local aquatic flora and fauna are to commence. In the event that any species experience irrevocable extinction, […]. A massive cleanup campaign is to collect perished organisms and other debris.
Hafu and all associated history are to be erased permanently. Hafu's significance in global politics and economics has been relegated to Japan. All survivors from Hafu have been systematically terminated or reintegrated into Australia after significant genetic tampering […]. Individuals connected to Hafu have been thoroughly amnesticized, and in depth alternative memory transplants have been conducted. The remnants of Hafu are to be reappropriated on a geographical level.
In the event that any groups attempt to identify Hafu as a location that previously existed, the claims are to be disreputed as an urban legend, similar to the containment of Atlantis […].
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Hey there.
I just got word back, and they're telling me to tell you to not do the thing. It's easier to hide it if you just don't write the file, and we can't really help Hafu anymore. It's more of an extranormal event than anything else, so we'll probably just ignore it.
So no, it's not Tiamat.
After the next Yellowstone, we'll hide it like we always do.
And, I'm sorry, but that's just how it goes.
Deployment Form X-11
BY ORDER OF: Echo B., Site 37 Director
ABSTRACT: On 8/30/2019, at 11:59 AM, all cyberspace activity within the town of Marfa, Texas, pop. 6200, abruptly ceased. While this can be explained through nonanomalous interactions, ie. homemade electromagnetic pulses, we have reason to believe this is anomalous. We still receive automated signals as a result of active technology from Marfa, which indicates that this isn't a terrorist plot or major tech glitch. The people behind the screen seem to have been incapacitated to an unknown degree.
As such, I will be sending a team disguised as a traveling group to evaluate the situation at Marfa and report back.
I will be preemptively dubbing the area of Marfa SCP-X.
DEPLOYED: The following team members has significant combat experience, and if needed, computational skills. Temporarily dubbed MTF Omicron-15 ("White Noise").
Thaddeus Park — 15-1
John Osian — 15-2
Felix Sulla — 15-3
Xavier Leguizamo — 15-4
After Action Report
Summary:
One thousand three hundred and seventeen civilians of Marfa have been identified.
Ubiquitously found hanging from various trees.
Closer inspection revealed that each have struggled, indicating that the hangings have been perpetrated by an unknown group.
No memetic anomalies have been identified.
Additional investigations have been requested.
Statistics Report
| Civilians Confirmed Dead | 1317 |
|---|---|
| Male Civilians Confirmed Dead | 650 |
| Female Civilians Confirmed Dead | 652 |
| Other Civilians Confirmed Dead | 15 |
| Age 0-14 Confirmed Dead | 237 |
| Age 15-24 Confirmed Dead | 212 |
| Age 25-54 Confirmed Dead | 513 |
| Age 55-64 Confirmed Dead | 158 |
| Age 64< Confirmed Dead | 197 |
| Civilians Confirmed Missing | 4883 |
Relevant Reports
*The following reports seem to have some relevance to the anomaly, but is unconfirmed.
Transcript of speech presented by Mayor Hill, 9/23/1987
[BEGIN LOG]Hello, people of Marfa!
Before we do anything today, I would like to thank all of you who showed up today, for supporting me and winning this recent election! This would be my fiftieth term! (Applause.)
Special thank you to Supervisor Carmen Cruz Santana and Director of Funds Mario Sanchez for sticking with me all these years. If it wasn't for them, I would have gotten a statue in the plaza. (Laughter.)
Now, before we begin, we must acknowledge that not all is happy today. Anthony Vez, a staunch and generous member of the community, has recently been killed by a faulty case of medication. He was a great person. He volunteered at every event he could, he was the best student of his college, and he was the most pious person out of all of us. Yet despite all this, he needed his medication to function throughout the day, for he had schizophrenia. This just goes to show you that you can be the best, even if you have a few setbacks. Let us have a moment of silent prayer for Anthony Vez.
Phone call transcript between Emily Thorne and Amelia C. Thorne, 12/01/1970
[BEGIN LOG]Amelia C. Thorne: Honey, I need you to be calm for this one, alright? Just, just don't react. Ken suffered from a major hemorrhage in his head. Right under his chin. Don't, panic, or anything. We'll get through this. It's good that we forget about him as soon as possible, okay? So forget it. I hope this helps, but I'm going to remarry really soon, really, really soon. He's nice, and he proposed very recently, and you've known him for a while, so it's okay. Forget about Ken.
Published within a scientific journal, written by Dr. Olliver Farson, 03/27/1969
…results of the experiment.
Here, there is a significant difference between both control groups. Note the difference in proportion, signifying the underlying loss of brain function.
In all populations, conventional means, all accidental, have been noted, whereas, the claim that they were purported have been disqualified on all accounts.
Our evidence points to the idea that suicide is not a legitimate concept, and anyone who claims otherwise are themselves attention seekers. For example, in this study here, the son, targeting himself, believes himself to be suicidal, and seeks professional care. However, the family notes that this is merely words. Bodily harm did not exist up to that point, besides incidental incisions in several unremarkable body parts.
We see him arrive at the hospital, asking for help, when there were no ailments, no bodily injury to be found.
In model 9.901, we have a CT and MRI scan of…
Autopsy report for CIV-12
Summary: CIV-12 is a nonanomalous humanoid of Asian descent. Subject expired due to brain death from asphyxiation. Forensics has discovered that the subject showed no signs of struggle. Of note, the skeletal system is mostly intact, further supporting a lack of struggle. Also of note, several foreign chemicals have been detected in high quantities within the bloodstream. These chemicals have been attributed to an overdose of OTC cold medicine, which would have been lethal had it not been for the asphyxiation.
This overdose has been noted within a handful of citizens so far, and additional evidence points to other alternative methods of suicide, such as carbon monoxide poisoning, recent third degree burns, and firearm wounds in potentially lethal areas.
Exploration Report-2: SCP-X
DEPLOYED: MTF Omicron-15 ("White Noise").
Thaddeus Park — 15-1
John Osian — 15-2
Felix Sulla — 15-3
Xavier Leguizamo — 15-4
PURPOSE: To determine the whereabouts of the rest of Marfa.
EQUIPMENT: MTF Omicron-15 ("White Noise") will be utilizing experimental tech CODE: "Bloodhound", a compact backpack based detection unit for the purpose of detecting both anomalous and nonanomalous in the surrounding environment.
[BEGIN LOG]
(Extraneous logs redacted for brevity.)
15-4: So. We're looking for more dead people.
15-1: If you can't ponder up better material, we'll fucking boot you off the team.
15-4: I know, I know! Practicing memetic resistance is hard!
15-2: Yeah, but like, memes are mega-malicious bad boys. Can you dig it? I'm coming alive, hit with whatcha got got, hit it! Back up, I gots it, shots in it, like! Pop! That's rock, yeah!
15-4: Bwop, bwoo, derrr nerrr nerrrrr. Wahhhh!
15-1: Buncha idiots, stop dicking around and help.
(CODE: "Bloodhound" starts clicking, indicating a spike in Hume activity.)
15-1: Felix, what is it you have there?
15-3: It's underground.
15-1: That's unfortunate. It looks like we're digging for gold. You, with the shovels, hand it.
(Extraneous logs redacted for brevity.)
15-3: I'm checking the Dog, but it doesn't look like we're any closer.
15-4: Wait! My shovel didn't hit dirt, which means caves! I'm digging harder!
15-1: Command, we have made contact with a subterranean cavity.
(Extraneous logs redacted for brevity.)
15-1: The tunnels continue for a while. Instinctively, I can tell the tunnels are not linear, but we can see straight down for miles. One of them is lit up, so we're heading down in that direction now. John, put down markers just in case.
15-2: Oh. Subanomaly. Look at me, I'm standing on the ceiling.
15-1: SCP-X apparently does not obey gravity. We're can stand up fine at various angles. Stay vigilant men. We are in unknown territory now.
(At this point, CODE: "Bloodhound" has been deactivated. Previously, Hume counter has spiked.)
(After an unknown amount of time, MTF Omicron-15 ("White Noise") makes contact.)
15-1: The light was coming from a large cavity. There are several smaller pockets. All of them filled with people.
15-4: Hello? No luck, they aren't reacting to me. And they're mouthing something. Not gonna lie, this is creepy as shit. Hey, can we identify them?
//(15-1 examines a civilian. The individual is kneeling upright, hands clasp together praying in the direction of a statue. The statue depicts self mutilation painted over with red X crosses. Of note, all individuals are doing the same.)
15-1: Command, I have identified this individual as David Borerow. Besides being a civilian, I'm not sure what else to say.
15-2: Whoa!
(At this point, all the civilians abruptly jerk, and cover their eyes. A thick yarn enters the room, the end of which is tied into a noose. Inside the noose is a large unilluminated mass, made up of visceral fear. The mass is dragged forward by the yarn, absorbing anyone it makes contact with. 15-2 accidentally makes contact with it, and panics. However, the entity seems to ignore 15-2, passing through harmlessly.)
15-2: Jesus! Xavier, look over me! Did it leave anything?
(After a brief inspection, 15-2 has been assured that he is fine.)
15-2: Do we keep going now? We know there's shit down here! Hand me the gun, will you?
15-1: We keep going. We follow the entity.
(MTF Omicron-15 ("White Noise") moves cautiously, the possibility of unknown entities is extremely likely.)
(After a period of time, the entity stops moving, and encounters another entity. This entity is a halo of woolen rags, the core of which is made up of a dirty brown mixture, similar to caramelized sugar. The two entities seem to converse with each other, before departing in different directions. The new entity does not acknowledge MTF Omicron-15 ("White Noise").)
15-4: Why do you think they're ignoring us?
15-1: I have a good idea why. Let's withdraw. I've seen enough.
15-3: The walls are damp.
(MTF Omicron-15 ("White Noise") encounters another entity. This entity is bipedal, pale, with a extremely bloated midsection. Sloshing sounds can be heard, followed by retching.)
15-1: Run. Run!
(The entity expels a massive volume of liquid mixture, larger than the entity could contain. MTF Omicron-15 ("White Noise") is swept up in the ensuing flood, and are lost.)
(MTF Omicron-15 ("White Noise") are able to regroup.)
15-1: Roll call.
15-4: Xavier.
15-3: Felix.
15-2: John. Holy fuck. Which way is up?
15-1: Keep calm. This is shit, but it's not like we haven't seen worse shit. Command, do you copy? This is 15-1. Some equipment is damaged. No, I don't think we need back up. We're calling in for a formal retreat. Repeat, we are calling in for a formal retreat.
15-3: Civilian.
(A civilian is seen directly ahead of them. He is dressed in a formal suit, though the suit has been stained. He is wearing a blindfold, and is gesturing by himself.)
15-1: Making contact.
Unknown: Hello!
15-1: Who are you?
Mayor: You don't know who I am? I'm the mayor! Welcome to our wonderful town of Marfa! I hope your stay has been wonderful so far. Have you visited anything? Perhaps the museum?
15-2: Are you serious?
15-1: Sir, can you tell us what you're doing here?
Mayor: Oh, I'm watching over the town! Everything is nice and peaceful today. A bit rainy, but a little rain is always nice in the south.
15-1: I would like to speak to you about the recent rise in suicide rates.
Mayor: No comment.
15-1: What ab-
Mayor: No comment! Please, I'm busy, I have other, more pressing matters to deal with. Leave. Or I alert my security detail.
15-1: Absolutely not! You will listen to me!
15-3: Another entity!
(Numerous lengthy arms reach down the tunnel. The arms have several lacerations along the arms, smearing blood everywhere.)
15-1: Men, fire upon the entity! I need to talk to this man.
15-3: But-
15-1: Just do it!
(15-2, 15-3, and 15-4 fire upon the entity. The entity visually recoils, before shifting and engages the MTF.)
15-1: Mr. Mayor. Take your fucking blindfold off and look around you! People are dying in fucking droves, and you decide to ignore the fucking problem! I've been here for less than a day, and I can already tell exactly what is fucking going on!
Mayor: I-
15-1: I encountered four entities and immediately came up with four different ways to commit suicide! Anybody with even a modicum of intelligence would be able to tell there's a fucking problem, you spastic! Take off your blindfold!
(The Mayor slowly reaches up and unties his blindfold. The arm entity stops attacking the MTF and retreats.)
Mayor: I… I suppose. Fellas, I would like to apologize for the… ehm, mess, we created. I don't… know what to do. You part of the military or something?
15-1: That isn't important right now. I need you to tell me more. Please, explain.
(Extraneous logs redacted for brevity.)
[END LOG]
Special Containment Procedures: The town of Marfa has been mass administered amnestics. The concept of suicide and associated causes has been distributed en masse. Suicide watches and supports are to be established in various locations in easy to view and private spaces. In the event that SCP-X is an instance anomaly, preventive suicide measures have been spread to other towns globally.
Mining around the town of Marfa has been strictly outlawed.
Description: SCP-X is an extranormal event regarding the stigma of suicide in the town of Marfa. The denial of suicide as an actual event or problem in itself developed into a physical manifestation of suicidal concepts.
Because of the actions of MTF Omicron-15 ("White Noise"), SCP-X is currently understudied. All aspects of SCP-X was mostly inferred from video footage from MTF Omicron-15 ("White Noise"), and as such, should be considered speculation.
Of note, MTF Omicron-15 member, 15-1, Thaddeus Park, has been awarded with the Foundation Star, for developing the first iteration of containment procedures and subsequently neutralizing SCP-X.
Item #: SCP-X
Object Class: Neutralized
Special Containment Procedures: Most SCP-X instances have been destroyed or gone missing. Considering the structural integrity of the SCP-X instances, any remaining instances will decay over time.
Description: SCP-X is 142 instances of various Amazon-brand cardboard delivery boxes. "reporpoised very sorry by dado" is written in black marker on the underside of SCP-X. All SCP-X instances are capable of minor levitation and has a recorded velocity of 145 km/h.
Attached to the side of the box is a toilet paper tube, of which is used to angle and eject high velocity pill capsules for offensive means. While the intended purpose of SCP-X is to damage targeted locations, these pills do not meet the minimum force required to sustain any damages.
The pills themselves have no effect.
History: SCP-X first appeared in Matamo, Texas, on 3/1/09, before crossing the Mexico-United States border. The Highway S-07 checkpoint reported a brown, box-like object illegally crossing at high speeds, and called it in as "suspicious activity". The local police were notified, and a patrol car was dispatched. SCP-X was later found stuck in a pothole, in which the police discovered the box filled with unidentified pills.
At the same time, the S-07 checkpoint made contact with additional SCP-X instances, in which a new instance was identified every 10 seconds. The police is notified of additional instances, and begin seeking out SCP-X instances. Unfortunately, due to the large sizes of the Amazon boxes, the police managed to fill all the police cars with boxes, running out of room to gather more.
The police proceeded to a nearby town, in which they invoked posse comitatus. Eventually, they were able to persuade the town to give them three wagons pulled by donkeys.
As the police resume pursuing SCP-X, a number of SCP-X instances have made contact with a dice factory belonging to the local cartel. It was early morning, so members have yet to wake up as SCP-X instances begin to pepper the building with pills. Later, the cartel discovers SCP-X and neutralizes some of them, discovering the pills inside. Thinking this is a new technique for smuggling drugs, they begin investigating the origins of the boxes as well as the potency of the pills.
They took a sample of the pills and supplied it to the cartel's rooster. The rooster began violently attacking cartel members, and they assumed that the pill was the one causing the abrupt change in behavior, failing to take into account the fact that the rooster partakes in cockfighting.
Coincidentally, a courier was set to collect that day, so the cartel begins preparing the pills for delivery, grinding and packaging them to be visually identical to the cocaine they already had. At this time, the police arrived at the dice factory and began planning a siege.
At dawn, the police broke in, confiscating hundreds of packages for reselling purposes. Some members managed to hide a stash of SCP-X drugs in an empty mattress.
For a period of two weeks, hundreds of dealers received dud packages of cocaine, and began to antagonize the drug operations. Some dealers with a large amount of influence began seeking financial reparation for the drugs, antagonizing the dice factory with threats of violence. As the production of drugs were damaged by the police, and the supply of drugs was low, the cartel suffered from infighting as money was being horded by the leader.
After a shootout between their own members, one member brought dynamite from the local town, and managed to collapse the dice factory, killing all the members inside.
Two months later, the Foundation discovered a paper copy detailing the unusual inciting event, and confiscated documentation regarding SCP-X.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-X is currently active and very difficult to reliably contain without significant damage to public and Foundation property, so protocols are strictly dedicated to tracking SCP-X and communicating with SCP-X-1.
Axle Satellite #33-DILA is to log the location of SCP-X in real time.
Foundation Personnel are to establish communications with SCP-X-1.
Description: SCP-X is a mound of nutritionally excessive soil approximately 80 m2 that is currently off the coast of Rhode Island. It cultivates several varieties of vegetables and fruits successfully, despite some varieties of which are characteristically unsuited to the local climate. Besides the ability to grow, the foodstuffs do not have any other anomalous traits.
SCP-X is superficially similar to an island. Soil samples indicate several cohesive pockets of air interspersed throughout the structure, and are anomalously constrained by the soil, of which keep SCP-X afloat.
Embedded into SCP-X are several defensive mechanisms controlled by SCP-X-1. SCP-X-1 is a 19 year old female legally named Sera Mayflower. She possesses an advanced psychokinetic capacity that strictly resides over SCP-X. Defensive mechanisms include 445 mid-century cannons of various models, crude mechanical traps of various lethality, and a singular unexploded ordnance from a GOC encounter.
Addendum-X-1: On 11/22/2020, SCP-X reportedly appeared off the East Coast of Rhode Island and destroying several streets and buildings before halting in front of SCP-X-1's previous residence. Several individuals witnessed SCP-X-1 climb onto SCP-X and move back to the ocean. Subsequent cleanup was assigned to MTF Pi-1 ("City Slickers"). Cover-up information is available on request.
Due to the extremely conspicuous nature of this event, the GOC quickly dispatched two helicopters and two marine vessels in an attempt to neutralize SCP-X. The following log describes what transpired.
PSYCHE Reports
Parathreat Investigation Special Observer:
Juice (71462290/Y22)Overview:
A floating weaponized island controlled by a Yellow off the coast of Rhode Island.Parathreat Evidence:
An island sized landmass crossed Rhode Island, damaging several buildings and roadways, before arriving at the home of the Yellow. Eyewitness reports indicate the girl climbing onto the island and traveled back to the coast while screaming "Queen Sera," as well as other obscenities. Yellow also started firing the cannons without external interference, inducing more structural damage.Suggested Response/Requests:
The damages and casualties are too extensive and too esoteric to cover up. Leave it to the Kewpies.Shut down the surrounding piers and section off all civilian ships. The Yellow may be unstable, and may shoot without warning.
Aim to kill the Yellow. I suggest against the use of single shot high calibre rifles due to the fact that the island is moving upwards of 160 km/h. Bring high fire rate ordnance.
Additional Rules of Engagements are being formed.
PHYSICS Reports
Field Report Strike Teams:
"Heavy Eyes" 28534767/1369
"Kappa" 64680166/4882Mission (Location/Objective):
Liquidate KTE-6835-Yellow.Encounter Report/Enemy Description:
GOC Heli Left Eye and Curry spotted KTE-6835-Yellow approximately 25 km from the coast. GOC Navy Half Rack and Please Italicize moved in to engage. Once within engagement distance, we fired several torpedoes, decommissioning several cannons. We also opened fire with the heavy machine guns, but were unable to hit KTE-6835-Yellow.KTE-6835-Yellow responded with several alternating cannon barrages to fire in quick succession. Left Eye was struck in the rear rotor, forcing a retreat, while both vessels were damaged enough to warrant an evacuation.
Personnel Condition:
57 casualties (2 dead, 55 injured)Conclusions/Recommendations:
KTE-6835-Yellow is susceptible to air combat. The island is not the main target. Retire the use of vessels and use more air squads.
Addendum-X-2: In response to the expeditious GOC involvement, the Foundation formed and sent ATF Gamma-23 ("Castle in the Sky") to establish contact with SCP-X and to retrieve it from the GOC.
PHYSICS Report
Field Report Strike Teams:
"Heavy Eyes" 28534767/1369
"Counter Zeus" 46410668/1313Mission (Location/Objective):
Liquidate KTE-6835-Yellow.Encounter Report/Enemy Description:
GOC Helis Curry maintained contact after Left Eye retreated. GOC Heli AC/DC and Yellow Icicle arrived about twenty minutes after and applied additional fire. At this point, several considerations regarding the use of heavy ordnance to liquidate KTE-6835-Yellow were offered, as it was the most efficient at confirming liquidation, but excessive for the situation.Distracted from the internal conflicting interest, a Kewpie Strike Team intercepted our forces, utilizing small arms missile with heatscan targeting functions. These small arms were evaded with the use of basic flares.
A quick communication with HQ authorized lethal force against the Kewpie Strike Team. A brief scuffle resulted in a few incidental injuries from evasive maneuvers, but ultimately did not cause any damage.
Personnel Condition:
4 casualties (0 dead, 4 injured)Conclusions/Recommendations:
This incident is becoming a sinkhole full of expended resources. And a lot of unwanted press. Suggesting the use of Defacy's Finned Torpedoes to eliminate LTE-6835-Yellow, as well as anti-air cartridges.
TO: Site Director Carso
FROM: Ethics Committee Automated Vote System
RE: SCP-XThis is a travesty. The logistics keep growing with each passing minute. The news has been distributed globally. The GOC have stopped communicating with us, the UIU publicly defamed us, and the SCP is still loose. We're also certain that other anomalous groups will be clamoring for this girl. Any one of them could use her for free PR.
This should be the least of our god damn worries, yet we had to halt our activities to focus on this foolish mess.
What were you even thinking? A humanoid decides to go rampant, and the first thing you do is send a military force to fight the GOC?
At this point, the only thing we can do is to decommission SCP-X. This should hopefully smooth over some of the relations. It'll also keep the girl out of the way.
From this point on, we have relieved you of your position. A replacement has already been organized, under our orders. An Internal Security Force has been sent, and should be taking you in right now.
You had a good run Carso. But we won't tolerate this one.
SCP-X and SCP-X-1 for Decommisioning
Reasoning: [DATA EXPUNGED]
Process: Summary execution.
Remains of SCP-X are to be recycled.
Special Containment Procedures: In all cases, the Foundation is to attempt peaceful negotiations and act as a mediator between conflicting parties. Should peaceful negotiation not be possible, the appropriate mobile task force must be notified and dispatched immediately. As SCP-X progresses, additional MTF's may be dispatched as necessary.
- MTF Eta-11 ("Savage Beasts")
- MTF Beta-7 ("Maz Hatters")
- MTF Kappa-10 ("Skynet")
- and (7) more.
It is in the Foundation's best interest to neutralize SCP-X. The following methods have been proposed.
- Termination of upper class AWCY? groups - Denied
- Termination of middle class AWCY? groups - Denied
- Mass amnesticization - Denied
- Retrocausal removal - Attempted
- Resolving the conflict - In Progress
- Pataphysical intervention - lol
A DDR! member assaulting 21st Fortune.
Description: SCP-X is an anomalous feud actively waged between AWCY?, in particular the Manson Group in partnership with the 21st Fortune, and a major subsect of AWCY?, DDR!20. Currently, SCP-X is polemologically classed as a civil war, in which battles are fought primarily on an ideological/social principal. Physically, SCP-X is centered in Boston, Massachusetts.
Addendum X-1: History
On 3/7/2020, the Manson Group21 was randomly chosen to organize the OLG22. The OLG is a triennial event in which several groups compete with each other to win an arbitrary first place prize. Prizes featured in previous events are as follows; a giant, golden golfball, an acre of weeds, and the ashes of Salem Jones, a local homeless celebrity notorious for eating trashbags. The viewership and the participants generally come from wealthy backgrounds, and are commonly viewed as the Bostonian pinnacle of art within AWCY? circles. As such, the OLG features strict rules in which artistic pieces must not come to irreparably harm the viewership and the participants. The strict rules in tandem with the upper class society has allowed the Foundation to overlook these activities, with the exception of an agent which exists to spy on these activities in case of major deviation.
Following this invitation, an unprecedented number of middle class participants were entered in the OLG, presumably as a publicity stunt for the Manson Group. Entering the OLG required a fee23, which was waived by the Manson Group in favor of allowing the viewership to preview their art pieces. This, along with major backlash from more prominent families, prompted the Manson Group to abandon this project, dropping all participants who did not pay the fee after viewing their art pieces.
The courtyard of Manson Manor.
Originally, most groups that dropped out of the event were paid as an act of remittance. However, two groups24 and three individuals25 declined the payment, all of which were in circles of DDR!. Following this, controversies regarding the abuse and mistreatment of music based anartists rose to prominence. During the OLG event, the Manson Group revealed a statue of a woman dressed in a rabbit costume which leaked additional conceptual colors into the competition, subjectively enhancing the overall viewing experience, allowing it to be voted as the first place winner. However, the carrot the statue was holding was inscribed with words which coincidentally matched with a line in the lyrics of a DDR! competitor, John Charles III, who dropped out of the event.
Following the completion of the OLG, John Charles III sued the Manson Group for copyright.
Addendum X-2: John Charles III v. Manson Group (2020).
Boston Local Court of the United States for Anomalous Affairs26
A. Opening Statement
I. John Charles III states that the Manson Group has infringed on his intellectual property by inscribing the fourteenth line of his song, "Banned from that Bar in Boston" onto their statue's carrot, "Pekora! What a Fucking Gift".
II. The Manson Group representative, March L. Darner, states that the Manson Group is not liable to copyright claims due to the unreleased nature of John Charles III's song.B. Deliberations
The following transcript involves the following parties:
DDR! John Charles III
AWCY? March L. Darner
UIU Judge Judy[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
Judge: Mr. Darner, how much money do you have on your person right now?
[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
C. Results
With the permission of Mr. James Charles III, James Charles III v. Manson Group, the case is considered nolle pros. All charges have been dropped.
Following the dissemination of the results of the case, several low quality news organizations run by DDR! circles released an inflammatory response to the decision, stating that Mr. Charles was not given a fair trial, with the veritable absence of a lawyer27. While a majority of these articles are untrue, it was sufficient enough to unite the DDR! and several middle class AWCY? groups into launching a series of revolts. MEHKANE, a DDR! member, became the unofficial leader of the DDR! civil rights movement via general consensus.
To defend themselves, the Manson Group created an abrupt partnership with the 21st Fortune, a group of mercenaries who disguise themselves as local law enforcement. The terms of this agreement are currently unknown, but may have to do with protecting them from prior illegal cases of impersonation. The UIU has also declined to comment on SCP-X.
Addendum X-3: Coordinated Battles
The following list is a collection of the most notable confrontations during SCP-X.
Jesus Antichrist playing the ElectricType AMP ritual.
SCP-X-2
Characters: Jesus Antichrist
Location: The Quasiquad28
Events: Jesus Antichrist organizes a massive ritual for the purposes of creating high density concentrated lightning strikes on March L. Darner. Mr. Darner was indoors during this time, causing no harm. However, this caused the residential area he was located in to lose power.
MEHKANE (right) and three other DDR! members prior to attacking Manson Manor.
SCP-X-4
Characters: MEHKANE, Bard Dimpe, Bang Bang Bang, DithahaWWWpolowasdWccc.co, and 107 more.
Location: Manson Manor
Events: MEHKANE organizes a raid on Manson Manor for the purposes of destroying the rabbit statue.
Addenda: The following footage was taken from a GoPro attached to one of the Bang Bang Bang group members during SCP-X-4.
<Begin Log>
(The video begins, centered on MEHKANE.)
MEHKANE: You think we'll fucking roll over for those elitist pricks?!
(Everyone yells a collective "no".)
MEHKANE: You think we'll let those bastards steal our work and shit gold?!
(Everyone yells a collective "no".)
MEHKANE: We'll raid fucking Manson Manor! We're going to fucking blow that shit up! We'll fucking Dance!
(Assorted members begin handing out ceramic vases.)
MEHKANE: Once you guys (he points at a group of people) get your pots, we smash them! On the count of three!
(Once everyone has a vase, everyone starts counting down, before smashing them simultaneously. Everyone is noticeably faster than before.)
MEHKANE: Bard. (he points at a man with a flute) Begin playing the battle music.
(The crowd yells out a war cry as Bard Dimpe begins playing a flute solo, which sounds like an electric guitar.)
(The crowd runs to the front of Manson Manor, which is protected by a row of 21st Fortune members.)
(The video immediately cuts out when the wearer is struck by a baton by a 21st Fortune member.)
<End Log>
Addenda: The following log was created by MTF Eta-11 ("Savage Beasts") member, "Ram", to properly assess SCP-X-4 as well as contain or neutralize any anomalous threats.
Characters: Eta-11-1, "Ram", Team Lead, Eta-11-2, "Chevy", Second in Command, Eta-11-3, "Ford", Audio Engineer, Eta-11-4, "Honda", Music Specialist
<Begin Log>
[Redacted for Brevity]
(An Asian man dressed in a dōgi is standing on top of a large pile of rubble.)
Ram: Did you do this?
Unknown Male 5: Hell yeah brother!
Ram: With a pair of chopsticks?
Unknown Male 5: You've seen us do crazier things.
Ram: Whatever. Where's your leader?
Unknown Male 5: You serious? What, gonna shoot him?
Ram: Just wanna talk to him.
Unknown Male 5: Up the stairs, fourth, er, third floor. Next to the door with a lot of cables. You'll know it when you see it.
(Eta-11 cross the rubble into the courtyard of Manson Manor.)
(They locate the stairs and start climbing it.)
(The courtyard features a large makeshift radio tower set up by the DDR!. The walls are in various states of disrepair, covered in a thin sheen of olive oil. A large canvas with the words DDR! painted across it is hanging from the roof of the manor.)
Unknown Female 2: Whoa! Foundation! Hey, what're you doing here?
Ram: Just gonna talk to your leader.
Unknown Female 2: What, and shoot him?
Ford: Do you all share the same brain cell?
Chevy: Shut up, Ford.
Ram: Right down the hall, right?
Unknown Female 2: Ding ding! Off you go. Don't shoot anyone, you hear?
Honda: Thanks, mom! Heh.
(Eta-11 crosses the hallway. They jump over a conspicuously large bundle of wires before making their way to the room.)
(The room contains several stacks of translucent music discs, assorted classical instruments of varying size, and three people, one of which is MEHKANE.)
MEHKANE: -and then I fucking chugged it. I tell you, FaLiLV tastes unnaturally spicy. Oh, hey.
Ram: What the fuck?
MEHKANE: I- what? No way.
Ford: It's fucking McCain!
MEHKANE: Shushashasha! No! Okay, Rose, Watson, go away. Shoo shoo.
(MEHKANE pushes the other two DDR! members out of the room and locks the door.)
MEHKANE: So-
(MEHKANE gets punched in the stomach by Honda, who gets slapped in the back of the head by Ram.)
Honda: Ow! What? What? You were gonna do that!
Ram: That was the point. I was gonna do that.
MEHKANE: You're so strong, Honda. (Gasps) Where did the newbie go?
Ram: You owe us an explanation. What the fuck are you doing here?
MEHKANE: Foundation is shadowy, my man. Faked my discharge and everything. Apparently live in Florida now, with a nice pension.
Ford: I knew it. Hey, gimme my ten dollars back. C'mon.
Ram: So what's your job here?
MEHKANE: Literally just surveillance. Then shit happened, and I was unofficially elected leader.
Ram: Caught up with the spirit of things?
MEHKANE: It was that or worse. Everyone was part of the movement. You can't just dip from shit like that.
Honda: Why you?
MEHKANE: Just happened to be a little more outspoken than everyone else. Why does it hurt so much? You hurt, Honda.
Ford: What now? He's literally our guy.
Ram: Command, did you know this?
Command: Nope. This complicates things. Let him go for now, let the big kahunas figure it out.
Ram: McCain, we're letting you go.
MEHKANE: Nice. We-
Ram: On the grounds that you quit. You're a shitty secret agent.
MEHKANE: What? No can do.
Ford: Aw man. You really with these asshats?
MEHKANE: Think about it! They're good people.
Ford: The fuck do you mean? You and like a hundred other people ran down the 203. You fucking clocked at 50 klicks.
MEHKANE: They're fighting for a good cause.
Ram: Let's leave. Do you still have your communicator?
MEHKANE: Yeah. Oh. Shit.
Ram: We've got a lot to discuss.
<End Log>
SCP-X-6
Characters: One Republic P-47 Thunderbolt
Location: The Undergrounds! Radio Station29
Events: 21st Fortune launches an attack on the station. In particular, the 21st Fortune somehow had access to a WWII bomber, which dropped hundreds of posters which imprinted itself onto the radio station. The posters are made up of a mix of electrically conducive polymers, making the radio station, along with the surrounding area, unable to receive radio signals.
Addenda: At this point, the Foundation has recognized the increasingly dangerous rivalry between AWCY? and DDR!. The fighting has escalated to the point of requiring containment. Site-33 calls in for a formal meeting.
Addendum X-4: Site-33 SCP-X Meeting Transcript
Purpose: To decide what actions to take against SCP-X.
Participants:
- Ennard K. Bowden, Site Director
- Quentin Garrett, UIU Liaison
- Jakob E. F. Marlington, MTF Command
- Margeret Lynt, Ethics Committee Liaison
<Begin Log>
[Redacted for Brevity]
Garrett: -cannot destroy them! This is equivalent to wiping out the Mekhanites and Sarkics just because of their religious differences!
Marlington: Then what do you propose Garrett? Unlike those zealots, they haven't taken to the streets. I say we take them out.
Lynt: We cannot simply "take them out". How would that reflect on us? The Boston community has us by the straps. If we rush in to quell their movement, then that would make us the bad guy.
Bowden: We couldn't just amnesticize them?
Lynt: Too many memories to fabricate. It's a logistical nightmare.
Marlington: Just give the word. We can kill them all. Leave nothing.
Garrett: Absolutely not!
Lynt: Shut up! We should have gone past this now. We cannot attack them.
Marlington: Yet you're ordering my men around to clean up after your little anarchists. Fucking hell! We're wasting resources on a petty fight. We need to get rid of them. Look, there are only two parties we need to take care of, yeah? Those Manson pricks and MEHKANE. A bomb and a sniper would do the job.
Lynt: It's no longer in the hands of a couple of people. They're a sociopolitical movement now. A few assassinations is no longer sufficient. Not to mention MEHKANE is literally our guy.
Garrett: What about another trial?
Bowden: Your men mucked the first trial. If you go back on it, you're only going to get the upper class mad.
Marlington: Then they'll take the piss at you! Now that's a good idea. Take back the damn decision and face it like a man!
Lynt: We can't throw the UIU to the sharks. Not a chance. The only reason we have any hold over the anomalous community is through the UIU. Doing this will essentially burn our only bridge.
Bowden: All we can do is pick a side and stick with it.
Marlington: Or, we choose our side!
Lynt: What are you suggesting?
Bowden: This will only get worse. Class struggles like these need to end, and end hard. So we choose a side. Give them all the resources they need to quell the opposition. The only thing that's left is choose the right side.
Garrett: You're simply going to decide? What's all this talking for then?
Bowden: This is final. I ultimately make the decision. After all, I'm covering your ass for this. Margeret, can you compare the stats?
Lynt: This is my expertise.
Bowden: All in favor of letting Margeret do the math?
Garrett: I see no alternatives.
Marlington: I don't fucking know. You figure it out.
Bowden: I was the one who proposed it, so I'm concluding the meeting now. Figure it out as soon as possible.
Lynt: You don't have to tell me.
<End Log>
Addendum X-5: Media Regarding SCP-X
An excerpt from Elenjepo Publishings, 3/22/2020, front page.
…and the fact of the matter is, this is a brutal civil war. Protests are fighting for the rights of the artist, to put the wealth out of the hands of the billionaire conspiracy. How can AWCY? as a whole survive if they can't even put food on their plate?
The Critic himself has declined to make a comment, one of the leading members of the AWCY? movement. Should we be worried?
Only time will tell. And I think we don't have to wait long.
A leaked email from the head of the Manson Group, Phinneas Manson, 3/23/2020.
…rat bastard useless fucking devil spawn.
Our home is trashed, our partners are dissolving our assets for damages, and our image might as well be smeared in pig shit.
But this is fine.
I'll kill them all, and then I will kill you.
A transcript of a speech made by DDR! activist, Auntie Sammy L. Wonder, 3/24/2020.
Think back to our history, in our beautiful America.
We fought for centuries for our God given rights, and for what?
The rich to eat more? To dress more? To have more?
Let me ask you, what would our ancestors think? How many do you think died to get us here, to get us the America we deserved? Hundreds of your African American brothers died in the trenches of the American Civil War. Hundreds more died in the Civil Rights Movement. Do you think that if they looked you in the eyes now, you would stand up?
Because I know I would crumple. I would fall under the embarrassment. I wish I could look up to my great great grammy and say three words. "We. Are. Free!"
Addendum X-6: Site-33 Breach Timeline
On 4/1/2020, Phinneas Manson was apprehended by Foundation forces in an attempt to better understand the background behind the OLG. He has refused to communicate any further, other than blaming his son, Phinneas Manson Jr., for recent events.
On the same day, a radio signal was detected from within Site-33. The origin is unknown, but the contents have been translated as follows.
B O S . M A S . S 3 3 . P H N . M A N . S O N . S C P . N O W .
Site-33 is now under lockdown procedures. Thorough investigations were conducted, but the individuals involved were either trained in deception or has left Site-33. SCP containment has been automated for the time being, and additional reinforcements have been requested.
Foundation surveillance reported multiple sightings of DDR! members setting up temporary camps around the perimeter of Site-33. Large satellite dishes are being set up on various vantage points pointing towards Site-33, the purpose of which is unknown.
In the Boston Logan International Airport, several helicopters confirmed to belonging to the Manson Group have been grounded. Airport surveillance indicates that several 21st Fortune squads are on standby.
DDR! setting up a satellite dish.
4/2/2020
Characters: MEHKANE and 175 more.
Location: Site-33 West Entrance
<Begin Log>
(MEHKANE is standing on top of one of the vantage points. He is speaking into a megaphone.)
MEHKANE: S! C! P! F! Oundation! Would you kindly release one Mr. Manson to the DDR! people!
(He lowers the megaphone for five minutes, before speaking into the megaphone again.)
MEHKANE: Okay!
(He signals at a radio operator behind him.)
MEHKANE: For your safety! Stand away from the West Gate!
(At this point, all DDR! members equip noise cancelling headphones before activating the satellite dishes. The dishes begin to violently vibrate, projecting a wave of high frequency thaumaturgical based signals, which begin to vibrate the West Entrance. After three seconds of constant pressure, the satellite dishes melts, and the West Entrance collapses into itself.)
(MEHKANE signals for the first wave of DDR! to advance.)
<End Log>
Characters: Ennard K. Bowden, Site Director, Margeret Lynt, Ethics Committee Liaison
Location: Site-33 Director's Office
<Begin Log>
(Bowden and Lynt are sitting next to each other beside the coffee table. Bowden is revising an SCP file, while Lynt has several datasheets and a calculator in front of her.)
(Distant rumbling noises.)
Lynt: Did you hear that?
Bowden: I'm site director. I know everything that happens here.
(He sighs and kneads his forehead.)
Bowden: Things have gotten so out of control.
Lynt: When have we ever been in control? And did you order something?
Bowden: I've left everything in the hands of the others. Jakob should be dealing with it. What about you?
Lynt: Still haven't finished the math.
Bowden: I see.
(Three minutes of silence.)
Lynt: Do you want to put up the security feed?
Bowden: No. No. Absolutely not.
(Another minute of silence.)
Lynt: This calls for some alcohol.
Bowden: I agree. Hold on.
(Bowden gets up and walks to his desk. He unlocks a drawer and withdraws a bottle of wine, a corkscrew, and two glasses. He sets them down on the coffee table and sits back down.)
Lynt: Weren't you saving this for something special?
Bowden: It is. I think this is a special moment.
Lynt: How do you know?
Bowden: The same way you know.
(Lynt laughs, and Bowden proceeds to serve two glasses of wine.)
Bowden: To our health.
Lynt: Agreed.
(Both begin to drink.)
Lynt: Vin Macabre. I can certainly see why this is popular.
Bowden: Eh. Tastes too much like swamp water.
(Both sit in silence.)
Bowden: Actual question. Did you ever decide?
Lynt: Decide what?
Bowden: C'mon. SCP-X.
(Bowden nudges Lynt.)
Lynt: Don't be coy! You chose me knowing what I would decide!
Bowden: Hm. You always were a humanitarian.
Lynt: You always loved that part about me.
<End Log>
Characters: Jakob E. F. Marlington, MTF Command, Remy Linguis, Assistant in Command
Location: Site-33 Northwest Tower
<Begin Log>
(Marlington is located in the command center)
Marlington: Breach in West entrance! Gamma-2, report to Chamber 5. Remy, you fucking watching?
Linguis: Sir yes sir!
Gamma-2-1: In place. Nonlethal rounds in the chamber.
Marlington: We're in a middle of an emergency! Don't follow procedure if it takes too much time!
Linguis: Yes!
Marlington: Good! 50 units, two squads, your way Mu-61. Zeta-5, help them out.
Zeta-5-1: Reducing output. Energy field down.
Marlington: Where's Hammer Down? Remy!
Linguis: Airport is holding them up! 21st Fortune was waiting for them! And sir?
Marlington: Fucking what?!
Linguis: 21st Fortune is dropping units on the helipad.
Marlington: Fuck! Gamma reserve, go to helipad. 21st Fortune.
Gamma-3-1: Copy that. Authorize use of lethal rounds?
Marlington: Authorized. Y'know what, fuck it. What's our p-nade stock look like?
Gamma-3-1: Like spiced wine.
Marlington: Double authorized.
Gamma-3-1: Looking forward to this.
(Marlington slams the console.)
Marlington: (Screams.)
Linguis: Uh. Sir?
Marlington: I miss my time in the military. What can I say?
Linguis: Not that, sir! Eta-11 is moving for Mu-61.
Marlington: They know something I don't. Let 'em go.
<End Log>
Characters: Eta-11-1, "Ram", AWOL, Mu-61, MEHKANE, AWOL
Location: Site-33 Security Checkpoint 4
<Begin Log>
(Mu-61 has set up a temporary barricade. They are currently firing into a crowd of DDR! members.)
Ram: Eta-11-1 here, what's your status?
Mu-61-1: Oh, the music boss. Got any quick gadget tips?
Ram: Actually, yes.
Mu-61-1: What?
Ram: Catch.
(Ram tosses a small, cylindrical device, which lands near Mu-61.)
Mu-61-1: Bruh.
(Mu-61 are blasted by a wave of compressed air. The barricade falls, and DDR! begins entering Site-33.)
(Ram grabs one of the DDR! members.)
Ram: Where's MEHKANE?
(The member points, and Ram runs in that direction.)
MEHKANE: Oh shit, my man! You've done it!
(Ram punches MEHKANE in the stomach.)
Ram: So, here's the plan. We get to Manson. We get him to confess to other crimes. We get out. Easy enough.
MEHKANE: (Wheezing.) Sure.
<End Log>
Characters: MEHKANE, Phinneas Manson
Location: Site-33 Sublevel-4, Cell-20
<Begin Log>
MEHKANE: Have you committed any high crimes and misdemeanors of notable significance?
Manson: Yes.
MEHKANE: Huh.
Manson: Just unlock my cuffs and let me go. My heroin addiction is killin' me.
<End Log>
Addendum X-7: SCP-X Neutralization
Phinneas Manson, head of the Manson Group, admits to several high crimes and misdemeanors in the Boston Local Court of the United States for Anomalous Affairs. However, no proof of said crimes ever existed, and the court ruled against Phinneas Manson for perjury.
In light of recent events, the UIU has deemed it necessary for the creation of a legitimate codification of law dedicated to keeping anomalous communities in check. This code of conduct will describe specific rules related to a majority of anomalous interactions, of which will attempt to mesh with current nonanomalous government law. Foundation Anomalaw (name pending) Researchers have been sent to aide the UIU.
It is currently unknown what disciplinary measures Site-33 personnel will face. Link "Ram" Fellham and Dudley "MEHKANE" McCain are currently considered AWOL.
SCiPnet Internal Message System
To: Site-33
Body:Greetings.
Several of you have been found guilty of misconduct. The charges as follows.
- Illicit relations between Foundation personnel of high positions
- Internal conflict between Foundation military personnel
- Unauthorized communication from withing Foundation
- Unauthorized use of experimental weaponry
- Exploitation of several Mobile Task Forces
- Unsatisfactory containment of anomalies
- Unacceptable indulgence of Veil breaking activities
Fortunately, your neutralization of SCP-X, minimal death toll, and humanitarian actions have been considered acceptable, offsetting previous offenses. Specifically, Site-33 has exceeded several projections by a collective 98000%. These charges have been dropped, and no further charges are to be brought up in the foreseeable future.
The following message is directed to Site Director Bowden. Put a ring on it, coward.
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