DrBlackshop’s Sandbox

Hullo weary traveller. I'm glad to see you here. I would hope to see you stay for a bit. Rest up.
And listen.

I have a few stories to tell.

not confirmed but alas
http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-4362

Item #: SCP-4362

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: Due to SCP-4362’s limberness and ease of access to tight openings, an air-tight enclosure of at least five (5) feet of reinforced concrete must be used to contain SCP-4362. Metallic glass or other reinforced glass is recommended for this enclosure to observe SCP-4362 for the purpose of research. Research of SCP-4362 will be carried out using [DATA EXPUNGED]. No other contact will be allowed with SCP-4362 without the direct authorization from ████ or ███.

SCP-4362 cannot be contained in any natural and/or artificial light sources including, but not limited to, sunlight, LEDs, fluorescents, halogens, etc. Failure to do so could lead to what researchers have termed “catastrophic agitation”, where SCP-4362 will [DATA EXPUNGED] leading to serious injuries and/or death. SCP-4362 has been recorded to become docile when contained in darkness, possibly pertaining to it being nocturnal in nature.

Description: SCP-4362 is a humanoid figure roughly eight (8) feet (2.5 meters), appearing to be made of a mix of tree roots and tree vines. Numerous encounters with SCP-4362 have recorded to it being an eight (8) foot humanoid, however SCP-4362’s structure allows it to change shape (width, height) at will. Through encounters that have not lead to death, serious mental trauma, or [DATA EXPUNGED], and extensive research of SCP-4362, this entity is known to be able to grow as if it were a tree, vines etc. SCP-4362 can imitate this growth at speeds unlike any plant or SCP recorded today.

SCP-4362 is extremely dangerous and should be avoided if possible. SCP-4362’s pattern for the killing and dismembering of their victims can only be described as carefully planned and for no other purposes further than for its own enjoyment. SCP-4362 has been reported to prey on lost hikers and other people, animals, or SCPs that it finds in the forest, or other wooded terrain. SCP-4362 is recorded as nocturnal and rarely seen during the day, other than such incidents as [DATA EXPUNGED], provided to the foundation by Dr.███.

SCP-4362 uses its slim physique and camouflage type appearance to stalk its victim for miles whilst remaining unnoticed. SCP-4362’s gaping mouth and inhuman complexion and other facial details cause victims to feel a sense of immediate fear, unease, tension, and panic. SCP-4362’s mouth is capable of opening to five (5) times its usual size. SCP-4362 can mimic sounds such as animal calls, wind blowing, people conversing, and even other SCPs such as [DATA EXPUNGED]. This trait makes SCP-4362 exceedingly dangerous as it’s mimicking will usually be confused for natural wildlife occurrences and often overlooked by its victims.

Document 4362-1: Interview regarding [DATA EXPUNGED]
Dr.████: Do you have any protests against me recording this conversation?

Agent ███: No not at all, I just want this done and over with.

Dr.████: Excellent (pause) How about you tell me what you saw at the containment site for SCP-4362.

Agent ███: We we’re just finishing with the containment enclosure that we were going to use to (pause) house SCP-4362. I wasn’t in charge of the manufacturing or much of the crucial design of the enclosure (pause) so I didn’t notice the mistake until everyone else did.

Dr.████: And what mistake was this?

Agent ███: Well somewhere along the designing phase there was a mixup of files and important information regarding SCP-4362’s recorded activities. And due to this mixup it wasn’t communicated to the designers that there were to be no openings at all.

Dr.████: I heard this mistake caused many fatalities and damage to both workers and the facility, would you care to go into more detail about this incident?

Agent ███: Of course I will. It all happened so fast, one second we had eyes on SCP-4362 in the enclosure, the next it was out and already had one of our workers ripped in fucking half at the torso. We underestimated SCP-4362’s speed and ferocity, and the team specialized in the capture of SCPs managed to regain control, but not after three of their own were brutally killed and another ones leg had been torn clean off.

Dr.████: Did it seem like there was a trigger to SCP-4362’s spark of aggression and violence.

Agent ███: (pause) No, that was the most disconcerting part of the whole experience. There seemed to be no motive at all, like it was just driven by the carnage it created.

Dr. ████: Thank you very much for your cooperation in this, your recount of the incident has added a lot to the further understanding of SCP-4362.

Document 4362-2: Event log from [DATA EXPUNGED]
I was just on a hike in a dense section of forests near █████. It was probably around the middle of winter a day or two after a moderately heavy snow. The trail I was walking was well known so I wasn’t surprised to see foot prints tracing the path ahead of me. The only part that was interesting to me that I noticed was about three quarters of the way through the trail. I was no longer following the footprints I had the whole time. Knowing there were no side trails, I retraced my steps to where the footprints stopped, right in the middle of the path. I then got a strange feeling that there was someone or something watching me. I looked up slowly to see half a body from the waist down tangled in the branches about 40-50 feet up, in an old oak tree. My stomach dropped and I slowly started taking steps away from the tree and the last footprint. It was then i noticed the other half of the body half buried in a pile of snow behind the tree at the base. It was then I started to run, away from the body and the tree. I ran as fast as I could right up to my car and drove away and called the police when my panic subsided. I will never forget the look on the face of the body, total shock, as if he didn’t see what was coming before it was too late.

That one rewrite: Second Draft
‘He who speaks for the trees’

Item #: SCP-4362

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures
SCP-4362 Is to be contained in an airtight containment chamber. SCP-4362’s containment chamber is to have ample ultraviolet light to sustain SCP-4362’s growth. The other foliage within the containment chamber is to be pruned as necessary, when it obscures the observation windows or the lights. This pruning is to be preformed by D-Class meeting the requirements of Article -4352-03

No other contact with SCP-4362 may occur without the authorization of two class three personelle

Description:
SCP-4362 is an entity approximately 2.5 meters in height. The being is comprised of entwined wooden branches and foliage bearing a resemblance to Quercus Alba, or White Oak. Despite the resemblance, SCP-4362 grows much faster than an average white oak tree.

Interaction with SCP-4362 often results in a violent reaction on the part of SCP-4362. Attacks carried out by SCP-4362 are oftentimes lethal. Most of the time the victim is hanged from a tree top, with a branch impaled through their head. In all cases, no part of the victim is consumed.

{incident/test log collapsible}
…accessing database
…insert credentials username:{the actual username of reader} password: as the leaves fall
…verifying
…credentials accepted
…removing classified information
…welcome {reader’s username}

Incident -4362-01
During containment, MTF-Theta-4 ‘Gardeners’ member Agent Onyx was attacked by SCP-4362. He lost contact with his team and was recovered a month later by civilian authorities. His head was impaled through a thick branch near the top of the tree.

Incident -4362-03
Foundation personelle were pruning the foliage in SCP-4362’s containment chamber. During this routine activity, SCP-4362 appeared behind Mark Miller, who was inside the chamber. Mr. Miller was attacked in a similar fashion to Agent Onyx. SCP-4362 was seen carving something into the ground underneath the tree. The writing read
{quoted text} killing you you kill my brothers

Test -4362-04
D-5863 was placed in SCP-4362’s containment chamber. He was instructed to touch SCP-4362. Upon contact, SCP-4362 lifted D-5863 and threw him ~30m. SCP-4362 did not pursue D-5863. D-5863 escaped unharmed. It is unknown as of now why D-5863 was not killed by SCP-4362, research is on-going. See interview log -4362-03

Note from Dr. April Ocantian: We don’t know why this thing didn’t kill D-5863.

But we can guess

Test -4362-05
D-5973 was selected for his resemblance to D-5863, in personality, political leanings, and appearance. D-5973 was placed in SCP-4362’s containment, and was abruptly ambushed and killed. He was found with his head impaled on a branch, much like Agent Onyx and Mr. Miller.

‘One mistake.’
The room’s air hung thick with tension. People stood around, silent. The voice echoed off the walls.
‘One screw up.’
It came again. Her heart pounded and her head ached.
‘One deviation from baseline normality,’
The room stood still. She could’ve heard a pin drop

‘And you’re done.’

The sparse lights went out. Her and the others in the room were plunged into darkness. She flinched at the collective attempt to make the dark light again. She heard the crack of the speaker, followed swiftly by a different voice.

‘Are you ready?’

Her heart pounded harder. Sweat beaded from her head

‘Go.’

The reality anchors were switched off. She could feel the strength return to herself.

‘May the best bender win.’

The voices were drowned out by the other 50 people in the room. Each feeling something similar to her. She didn’t know what she was supposed to be doing.

But the others seemed to.

There was screaming and yelling. A few people were killed within a second. She started to understand

This was game of death.

May the best bender win.

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Maintaining baseline normality. Exactly what she is good at. When she was calm. She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. Reality fractures when they’re like this. She could feel it happening. She found a wall in the near blackness and pushed herself up against it. The screaming continued.

She felt something brush her side. She tried not to lose control.

‘Maintain baseline normality’

It grabbed her arm and pulled her to the ground. She gasped and tried to get away. Through the dark, she saw the red glint of a knifeblade. Without thinking, reality bent. The person no longer stood above her, instead above empty ground. The knife chipped the tile and snapped in half. The person screamed, illuminating the area around them. The light stung her eyes. As it weakened, she saw the person slump to the ground.

She rushed over to the body, cursing under her breath. She knew it was a bad idea, but she also knew it was better to trust her instincts. She summoned a thick fog around her and made a bit of blue light, trying not to draw attention to herself. The body was cold already. She looked it over for a reason they died. No wounds, nothing.

Either a very powerful reality bender or something more malicious.

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