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Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is contained in a small, secluded area in the forests of south-western Canada, roughly 1 kilometer in diameter. SCP-XXXX is to always have access to fresh water, natural sunlight, 8-10 hours of music per day, and 1 D-class personnel. The subject does not require food, as is is able to photosynthesize. Music played for SCP-XXXX can be anything that doesn't exceed a tempo of 180 bpm. D-class personnel should be female, age 20-29, with brown, black, or red hair.
SCP-XXXX is not to be contained in any sort of enclosed structure. Doing so will cause the entity to become violent, and attack the boundaries of the containment unit, until it either escapes, or does serious physical harm to itself, in attempt to escape.
Description: SCP-XXXX is an octopedal, splay-legged, entity, that measures 4.89 meters in length, and 2.5 meters in height to the shoulder. SCP-XXXX has five serpent-like stalks protruding from the shoulder area, each with a head. Heads have no eyes, nostrils, or aural cavities, only a large mouth with stone teeth. SCP-XXXX's body is composed entirely of plant-life, stone, and earth. SCP-XXXX has no discernible internal organs, or brain tissue, nor does it show any visible signs of aging, but displays characteristics of both domesticated canines and song birds.
SCP-XXXX is territorial, and never wanders more than .45 kilometers from where it sleeps. SCP-XXXX spends most of its days bounding around, basking in sunlight, and chasing woodland creatures, i.e birds, woodchucks, deer, raccoons, etc. While in chase, in never harms the creatures, as it seems to be aware of its size, and knows to be gentle with smaller creatures. SCP-XXXX has the relative intelligence, and mannerisms of a golden retriever.
SCP-XXXX is also a social entity that forms bonds with humans, and possibly other sapient creatures. When there is a prolonged absence of such sapient creatures, SCP-XXXX begins to show signs of depression; it will become sluggish, less active, irritable, and starts to wilt.
SCP-XXXX responds positively to music. Music played over loud speakers in SCP-XXXX's containment area will cause SCP-XXXX to lift, and sway its heads to the rhythm of the song being played. When sung to SCP-XXXX will being to participate, by singing along. It cannot form words, as it lacks the proper anatomy, but it is capable of chirps, whistles, hums, and making percussive noises with it's various heads, and is capable of producing a multitude of sounds at the same time, each head making a different sound.
SCP-XXXX is normally docile, but becomes aggressive toward human males. In most cases, it makes growling noises, and takes a defensive stance. When pressed to try to initiate contact, one male D-class was badly maimed, and later died of his injuries. When subjected to female D-class personnel, SCP-XXXX does not become defensive, but will ignore and female D-class with hair color other than black, brown, or red. Subjects with Blonde, white, grey, auburn, or non-naturally occurring hair colors don't hold any interest for SCP-XXXX. For those that do have SCP-XXXX's preferred hair colors, it acts friendly, and will try to establish a bond, by bringing gifts of berries, pine cones, and smooth stones. It will also try to coax its new friend into singing for it by making chirps and whistles.
While SCP-XXXX is quick to bond with D-class personnel that match the above description, it does seem to mourn when previously know D-class no longer show up for scheduled visits.
Addendum:
The following are excepts from a diary confiscated from D-0967. Excepts are presented in the order in which they appear in the diary.
8/6/████
I started my first assignment today. Dr. Clemmons brought me into a forest, I'm not sure where it's located. I'm not even sure what country I'm in. All I was told beforehand was to walk due ████, and remain calm. When I asked what I was supposed to do once I reached whatever I was headed towards, I was told instructions would be given via the earpiece I was given.
I walked maybe a quarter mile before I saw it, in a clearing, standing next to a stream. The thing was enormous, and green, and had five heads, like some kind of movie monster. I was too freaked to even move, and then it saw me. I don't even know how, the thing didn't have any eyes that I could see. That's when I heard Dr. Clemmons voice, "D-0967, please approach the entity." I said, "Fuck that!" but stayed where I was. Prey runs away, but morons walk toward the monster. It began moving closer to me, slowly creeping like an iguana, and I just as slowly backed up. It had teeth the size of my HAND, and could no doubt out run me, but then it began make this chirping sound, higher pitched than I expected it could, considering the size of the thing. That's when I heard the music start playing from speakers hidden somewhere in the trees. "D-0967, please approach the entity, and sing along as best you can." Dr. Clemmons wanted me to sing an █████, ████, and ████ song to it. I didn't know all the words, but I did my best. To my surprise, this huge, plant, snake, lizard thing began to rear up on it's hind legs, and sway its heads. It was DANCING! I couldn't believe it, I still can't. Literally seconds earlier, I thought I was going to die screaming, as this monster tore me to bits, and now I was serenading it as it danced. After the song was over, it seemed satisfied, and walked away, but a different head kept looking back to see if I was still there. Dr. Clemmons says I'll be going back in 2 days. I actually can't wait.
8/8/████
Dr. Clemmons brought me to a different part of the forest and told me to walk █████-████ until I reached the same clearing as before. I asked her what the creature was called, and all she said was SCP-XXXX. I don't like being called D-0967, and I refuse to call another living thing SCP-XXXX. During my walk I tried workshopping names, but couldn't come up with anything that felt right. When I found the clearing it was curled up, basking in the sunlight with one of its heads lazily looking around. When it saw me, all five heads perked up, and it jumped around in circles for a few seconds, before running off, and quickly returning with a pile of pine cones and rocks that it probably fished out of the stream. It just sat there waiting for my approval, until I thanked it, and held out my hand to it. One of the heads bowed down, below my hand and raised up until I was touching it. I'm not sure how I was expecting it to feel, but I was surprised that it was ever so slightly fuzzy, like a peach. When I saw it before, it reminded me of a reptile, the way it moved, and looked, but today, with its behavior, it seemed more like a dog. So, I guess that's why it felt right that I name him after my old dog █████. The foundation may call us D-0967 and SCP-XXXX, but to me, we're just ██████, and █████ 2. It doesn't exactly roll off the tongue, but I like it anyway.
8/15/████
I honestly lucked out on this assignment. I've heard rumors about the foundation, and some of the things that happen to volunteers, here. Even in the orientation class, the instructor kept using the phrase, "If you survive." That really put a shiver down my spine. I mean, it may have just been the guy, though. He was creeeeeeepy. Dr. …Something. It seems like everyone who isn't D-class is Dr. Something, though. It's tough to keep track of them all. Except for Dr. Clemmons. Sorry, Dr. Chowdry-Clemmons. I got scolded the other day for not giving her the proper respect, when I called her Dr. Clemmons. She's, not exactly my favorite person here, but she did chose me for this assignment. I basically just hang out in the D-class barracks, and three days a week, I get to go play with █████ 2. Dr. Clemmons says █████ 2 doesn't have a gender, or more specifically, has several genders, as it is made up of different kinds of plant life, but █████ 2 feels like a boy to me. Maybe because my dog █████ was a boy, and I'm just making a connection. Who knows? Anyway, I'm happy I get to see my █████ 2 tomorrow. It's only been a day, but I miss my buddy. I'm gonna be heart broken when I have to leave him for good in three weeks.
8/30/████
Okay, so today Sammy 2 and I spent hours just singing and playing. I miss the outside world, and I can't wait to see my family once my month is up. It's been especially tough, since we don't get visitation here. But, █████ 2 has been great at keeping my spirits up. Dr. Clemmons says that █████ 2 needs companionship, or he'll die, so we're like partners, we're here for each other, we help each other keep going. I think that's really beautiful. Two prisoners, in this weird-ass foundation, but we've become really good friends. Okay, now I'm starting to get emotional. I only have three more visits With █████ 2 before my time is done here.
9/5/████
Well, I did it. I saw █████ 2 for the last time today. I said my goodbye to him. I don't think he knows what I meant, but he could tell that I was sad. He brought me the stone that he thinks is my favorite. I guess it kind of is my favorite, because it's the one he always brings me when I'm feeling sad, and that never fails to cheer me up. Tomorrow, is a new day, the beginning of the rest of my life, as a free woman. I'm not going to make the same mistakes I made in the past.
8/5/████
This is the weirdest place I've ever been, but if all I have to do is get through a month to go free, count me in.
8/6/████
Okay, this is going to seem unbelievable, I mean, I hardly believe it myself, but this place has monsters. Like real, movie monsters. Today I was led out into the woods, and met this HUGE five-headed, snake-lizard-plant….thing. What's even crazier is that it seemed happy to see me! The WEIRDEST part though, was I was happy to see it. Shouldn't I have been freaked out? I feel like I should have been freaked out. Oh, and get this, it sings, and DANCES! I had a ton of questions, so I asked Dr. Chodry-Clemmons what was up. She says that she believes the "entity SCP-XXXX" is a pet of some long lost nature deity. What the fuck!? Nature deity? Like a forest spirit or something? This place is bananas. Anyway, she thinks maybe it's like, amp…? emp-something. That it can share feelings, and make bonds with people. It's wild. SCP-XXXX is kind of a terrible name, I'm gonna come up with something better before next time. I think the next month is going to be wild.
Addendum:
The following addendum are correspondences between Dr. Chowdry-Clemmons and the Ethics Committee.
To the esteemed members of the Ethics Committee,
I am writing to you in regards to my work with SCP-XXXX. As you are aware, a major part of containment procedures for SCP-XXXX is a female D-class with whom the entity may bond. Due to the short term nature of D-class personnel contracts, a new suitable D-class must be secured, every 30 days. While the entity eventually makes a recovery, after prolonged absence of a D-class it has bonded with, the entity begins to suffer in a depressive state, and repeated losses over the past decade have compounded the effects. Multiple options have been explored, including but not limited to, bonding the entity to multiple D-class simultaneously, bonding the entity with D-class that share physical and behavioral features, and for lack of a better term, spoiling the entity in order to avoid exacerbating an already harmful condition. All of these efforts have proved ineffective.
I am formally requesting permission to bond the entity with three D-class, and use a combination of amnestics, and mnemonic manipulation in order to indefinitely extend the D-classes' contracts without their knowledge; specifically a brunette female, a redheaded female, and a raven haired female. If my theory is correct, the entity will be restored to a healthy condition, and proper research into the nature of the entity can continue.
Thank you,
Dr. Chandra Chodry-Clemmons
Dr. Chowdry-Clemmons
Request granted.
The Ethic Committee
