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Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXX is to be contained in a 10ft by 10ft room. Four Civil War posters, aging back to the year 18██ must be hung upon the walls of the room at exactly 5ft in order for SCP-XXX to co-operate. SCP-XXX is contained inside a oak wood box, which contains the words 'Wish' carved into the boxes lid. SCP-XXX must be set face side up inside the box in order to co-operate in testing. SCP-XXX must be guarded by up to three guards during 5:00 AM - 9:30 PM EST, but only one guard from 9:30 PM - 5:00 AM EST. In the event of a breach any form SCP-XXX has taken must be neutralized, and the remains locked inside the box. Cross-testing is permitted, though only by 05 Command and with humanoid SCPs.
Description: SCP-XXX is a round shot bullet, found in the body of Sir [REDACTED]. Autopsy confirms the bullet was misfired into Sir [REDACTED]'s back, entering his left lung. SCP-XXX has a smiling face carved onto it. When a humanoid subject enters SCP-XXX's containment, it's box lid would lift open if the previous criteria are met. Subject must then take SCP-XXX into the centre of its right hand, or SCP-XXX will force the subject to consume it, choking or dying of lead poisoning. Subject must then must full heartedly say a noun of what SCP-XXX should manifest as. If the subject is unsure of the request, or they say anything other then a noun, they will consume SCP-XXX and die. SCP-XXX will then crack open to reveal the subjects chosen noun, no matter its size. However, after exactly 35 minutes of the chosen object being created, the subject will attempt to commit suicide with that object. After the subject dies or is taken out of the room, SCP-XXX will seal itself up, and the chosen object will dissipate into gunpowder. SCP-XXX is more lenient with those with mental problems or learning disorders, able to still follow the request with even the most vague of answers.
Addendum:
Test-Log-XXX-████-D
D-████: (Enters the room followed by two armed guards. Once D-████ is standing three feet from the box, the guards quickly exit the room and lock the door.)
Dr. ████: "Please approach the box."
D-████: (Walks towards SCP-XXX's box, which springs open once they are within distance to open it. D-████ immediately becomes distraught and fearful.)
Dr. ████: "Please take SCP-XXX in the palm of your right hand and speak out a preferred noun."
D-████: (Takes SCP-XXX in the palm of their right hand.) "Coffee."
(SCP-XXX Cracks open in D-████'s hand, a medium sized steaming mug of coffee now in their right hand.)
D-████: "Finally." (D-████ drinks the coffee, looking amazed with its quality.) "This is the best stuff I've ever had! Looks like todays my lucky day." (The mug of coffee seemingly is never ending, allowing D-████ to drink it for 35 minutes with minor pauses.)
(The mug is finally empty, and D-████ looks at the mug blandly. D-████ then breaks the mug on the floor, stabbing the shards into they're neck and torso while also shoving shards of the mug down their throat. Three guards run into SCP-XXX's containment. Two attempt to stop D-████, but fail. They carry D-████'s body out of the room as the third guard takes the cracked shell of SCP-XXX and places back in its box, closing the lid. 5 minutes after the incident, leftover shards of the mug on the floor turn to gunpowder.)
