After a series of video logs were recovered following the death of the Blue Salmons mob boss, SCP-XXXX was brought to foundation attention. Extensive interrogation of the Red Herrings mafia revealed SCP-XXXX to be hidden in a crate at the home of Maverick Agnello (the leader of the Red Herring mafia).
Recovered Video Log Transcript 1
[BEGIN LOG]
Camera flickers on. Two male individuals (John Polsy and Harold Burnswick) are shown standing by a series of shipping containers. Faces not visible.
JP: I'm surprised ya made it back, good work Harold. Now, what have those Red Herring kids been up to?
HB I didn't get much, they said sumtin bout an ambush though. Said they'd put one of our gunrunners in some cement shoes.
JP: That it?
HB: Of course not. I also caught 'em doing business with some new guys, big fellas in suits with MC&D stitched on them. Agnello himself was there, handed those fellas a briefcase in return for a crate with sumtin in it-probably weapons-hell, maybe even some new "special produce".
JP: Ya thinking road dope? Coke?
HB: Knowing Agnello, it's probably some new toy.
JP: Right, we best keep an eye on em'. I think it's best if we continue this back at base, alkali's on me.
[END LOG]
Recovered Video Log Transcript 2
[BEGIN LOG]
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Recovered Video Log Transcript 3
[BEGIN LOG]
Camera flickers on. HB and JK are shown standing in a run-down industrial complex. A distressed female is sat between them, sobbing.
HB: Miss Sylvia, ya need to calm down. What happened?
Female (hereby referred to as S) continues to sob hysterically.
JP: (strikes S across the face) Snap out of it woman, calm the hell down so we can help.
HB: Jesus Johnny, ya didn't have to do that.
S: wipes face I'm fine… sorry it's just. They killed him, they killed Dommer.
JP and HB step back visibly distressed.
JP: You mean them? Those Red Herring bastards?
S nods.
HB: Sick fuckers. He was the only cop that wasn't a piece of shit, even helped us get away with some gunrunning. John-I mean boss, what are we gonna do?
JP: Sylvia, take me to Dommer, I need to see what they did. Harold, get the boys; ya gonna give them Red Herrings hell.
[END LOG]
Recovered Video Log Transcript 3
[BEGIN LOG]
Camera flickers on. HB and a group of men approach an abandoned bar.
HB: Okay boys, this one's for Dommer.
The group pull out Thompson machine guns and kick down the door. Gunfire is audible for 30 seconds before abruptly stopping. A sonic boom is heard, followed by loud, distressed vocalizations. HB and three other men exit the building coated in blood and entrails.
Unidentified-1: What the hell was that man?
HB: I… I don't know, shit, we need to get outta here.
Unidentified-2: (points at SCP-XXXX) Over there!
HB: The fuck? Why would they put… Forget it, light em up boys, maybe it's one of Agnello's "toys".
The group begins firing. SCP-XXXX disappears from view before travelling through Unidentified-1's thoracic cavity.
Unidentified-2: Holy shit man, we gotta go.
HB: Ya right, get to the car. I'll give em a parting gift.
HB pulls out a pipebomb and tosses it towards the building.
[END LOG]
Recovered Video Log Transcript 4
[BEGIN LOG]
Camera flickers on. JP is shown in the home of Dommer observing his corpse. A message is carved into the wall next to Dommer's corpse reading "Srry".
JP: What in the hell did they do to you buddy…
Dommer's corpse is heavily bloated and the stomach was torn open. Copious amounts of pork are visible under its skin and forced into the oral cavity.
JP's phone ring.
JP: Huh? It's Harold. Hey Harold, did ya do what I asked? They what? Meet me at my place.
JP hangs up the phone and tosses a small cross on Dommer's corpse.
JP: See ya round, buddy.
[END LOG]
Recovered Video Log Transcript 5
[BEGIN LOG]
Camera flickers on. JP, HB, and Unidentified-2 are shown in a large room standing around a table.
JP: I'm afraid this may be the end boys, anyone want a cigar?
HB: I'm good.
Unidentified: Same here. We seriously just gonna give up?
HB: You saw what that thing did to us, maybe we can sneak off to Florida or sumtin?
JP: Back your bags boys, we'll rebuild our family in-
SCP-XXXX burst through the wall, rubble flying past the men.
JP: A… llama? That's what he bought eh? Let's see how you far against this you little shit.
JP pulls out a jewel-encrusted desert eagle and fires a single bullet into SCP-XXXX's head. The bullet lodged into the helmet and SCP-XXXX falls on its back.
JP: HaHa, Agnello you dumb bitch. He really thought this'd scare us.
SCP-XXXX rises and points its weapon at JP.
JP: What the-shit! Get behind cover.
The men jump behind a table as SCP-XXXX begins firing at an extreme rate, resulting in it propelling around the room wildly. 5 minutes pass before SCP-XXXX stops. The men raise their heads to view SCP-XXXX.
SCP-XXXX is seen looking over at its weapon and attempting to disregard it. Upon realization that the weapon is attached to it, SCP-XXXX stomps the floor frustratedly.
Unidentified-2: What a useless piece a-
SCP-XXXX launches itself at Unidentified-2 and repeatedly thrusts its head into his frontal lobe, caving his skull in. JP and HB jump over the table and attempt to exit the building. SCP-XXXX runs under JP and HB's legs, breaking their ankles. JP and HB collapse to the floor, SCP-XXXX stands atop JP.
JP: …Fuck…You…
SCP-XXXX lowers its head and fires a single bullet through JP's head.
HB: Well… Shit.
SCP-XXXX jumps onto HB's chest, causing them to cough up blood.
HB: Just get it over with.
SCP-XXXX nuzzles HB's face and places the weapon's barrel on his temple. SCP-XXXX hesitantly pulls the trigger.
SCP-XXXX stares at HB's corpse for a few moments until an unidentified individual behind the camera calls it over.
UI: C'mon little murder machine, Agnello's waiting for us.
SCP-XXXX lowers its head and walks towards the camera.
UI: Agnello is gonna love this.
[END LOG]
Shortly after the incident, the Red Herring mafia proceeded to spark multiple riots and violent attacks on government officials in the city of ███████.
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