Emrakin

Item # : SCP-XXXX



Object Class : Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be held in an average humanoid containment cell, with a noose hung from the ceiling in the centre of the room for the comfort of the entity. In the event of an ALAGADDA incident, MTF teams are to secure SCP-XXXX’s containment cell and monitor the entity until the incident has subsided. The occurrence of ALAGADDA incidents has shown no pattern and no means of preventing or terminating incidents in progress have been found. SCP-XXXX itself has shown no interest in leaving Foundation custody, but the nature of its effects mean it cannot leave its containment cell.



Description : SCP-XXXX is a humanoid entity approximately 160cm tall and 41kg, lacking a head, appearing to have it severed due its neck having exposed “flesh” and “bone” and the manifestation of one of its anomalous effects from this point. When the surface layer of the entity is removed, it projects flames out from it, this is most noticeable from the fact it has a large inextinguishable flame projecting from its neck. These flames do not radiate heat, they do radiate very little light and manifests small puffs of smoke periodically, with approximately 4 minutes between each manifestation. These puffs are referred to as manifestations due to the lack of any burning of material which would cause this smoke to appear.

Testing of SCP-XXXX’s “tissue” have shown all of it to be made of candle wax, and bones to be made of cotton and other similar substances. Despite these materials being relatively usually weak compared to human flesh and bone, SCP-XXXX is just as resilient as a non-anomalous human. Despite the lack of any eyes, ears, mouth, nose or a working nervous system, SCP-XXXX has shown to have all 5 senses and speaks with no apparent issue despite its lack of a head or vocal cords. The entity has a relaxed and cheery attitude and a tendency toward calling foundation staff, “Bro”, “dude” or “my guy” regardless of gender, often trying to talk about its ideas for fantasy stories, characters, or its desire to be used in experiments. Requests for its use or participation in experiments have all been denied.

SCP-XXXX causes ALAGADDA incidents seemingly unwillingly. This incident occurs when the flames currently being projected from SCP-XXXX grow greatly, and the entity itself falls unconscious. The flames will then act as an inter-dimensional portal to the city of Alagadda, this is highly dangerous as incredibly powerful reality benders have been shown to exit from these portals, all of which have worn various masquerades and similarly designed masks. These reality benders often have vaguely humanoid forms and seem to manifest their abilities in consistent ways. These tend to manifest as sentient nooses, headless attackers with thorned whips and the sudden appearance of masks on all those present for the incident, including SCP-XXXX, often manifesting on its chest.



Recovery Log : SCP-XXXX was found to be wandering around the Tower of London. Interviews with SCP-XXXX have had it claim to have been planned to be expelled from the City of Alagadda and became unconscious, later awakening outside of SCP-2264-A. Strangely, despite Foundation agents being present during the time frame SCP-XXXX claimed to have first being conscious in our dimension, he wasn’t discovered until approximately 4 days later, by bystanders within the tower. One of the agents guarding SCP-2264-A heard the commotion and took the entity into custody, then applying Class-A amnestics to those present at time of recovery.



Interview Log SCP-XXXX-6 : 


Interviewer : Dr J. Woodall
Interviewee : SCP-XXXX

SCP-XXXX: “Yoooo, ‘sup doc?”

Dr Woodall: “SCP-XXXX we have a few questions to ask you.”



SCP-XXXX: “Oh, uh, yeah sure, i was thinkin’ as much…”


Dr Woodall: “Well to begin, do you why you were banished from Alagadda? You’ve mentioned this in previous interviews but you’ve never given us the reason.”



SCP-XXXX: “How should I know? I’m just walkin’ around the city, then some funky dudes come up to me, tell me that its decided I gotta be “Expelled”. Next thing I know I’m lying on the floor in front of some big in’ metal door that I can’t open, so I go lookin’ around and after ages I find these guys without masks on, super weird where I’m from. I try askin’ “Hey where am I?” but these girls just keep screamin’ and screamin’ and I dunno why. Then-”

Dr Woodall: “Yes, yes we know all that, all you had to say was no.”



SCP-XXXX: “Damn bro chill, lets just get on with this, geez”


Dr Woodall: “But, you… never mind, next is what you did when you lived in Alagadda?”



SCP-XXXX: “Just what I thought everyone else was doin’, strollin’ around and chattin’ it up with some rather classy gals.”



Dr Woodall: “Nothing else?”



SCP-XXXX: “I mean those ambassador fellas came and grabbed me once in a while, but after they got a hold of me I guess I feel asleep ‘cos I don’t remember anything except waking up in the middle of those streets all cut up and junk. I guess maybe I had a job with them? They came and got me pretty often.”



Dr Woodall: “Okay, um, do you have any ideas as to what they were doing? Why they wanted you?”



SCP-XXXX: “Well yeah, I’m the coolest guy around, even they couldn’t help themselves.”



Dr Woodall: “This isn’t a joke SCP-XXXX, do you actually have any ideas or not?”



SCP-XXXX: “Damn ok, ok. No, I have no in’ idea what they did to me or why they wanted me.”



Dr Woodall: “Finally, do you know how you lost your head? Weird, thought that’d be the first thing they’d ask.”



SCP-XXXX: “I know right! But nah never had one, not that I can ‘member, heh, always had to wear those dumb masks on my chest, only place I could get them to stick.”



Dr Woodall: “Thank you SCP-XXXX. We’ll have you returned to chambers soon."



SCP-XXXX: “Hey, hey! I know I ask all the time but can I work with you guys sometime? Like on your experiments and junk, they just seem like they’d be way more fun that sitting in my room all the time watching trashy TV and reading these super old books you give me.”


Dr Woodall: (sighs) “I’ll make another application, but you know just as well as I do that it’ll just be denied again.”

(End of log)