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Item #: SCP-XXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXX is to be contained in a 10 by 10 meter Human Class Containment Cell, Amenity Class B. SCP-XXX should be granted the freedom of movement, with the safety precaution of 2 armed guards stationed outside of the subject’s living quarters. A separate viewing floor measuring 5 meters by 6 meters is to be added adjacent from the living quarters, provided that the appropriate equipment, such as a medical station, is present. Cost-effective luxuries such as a bookshelf, a Philips CR231 television complete with VHS tapes, and an aluminum locker should be provided, as long as the SCP’s behavior does follow Foundation protocol.
Description: SCP-XXX is a 198.12cm African American male 22 years of age. The subject has black eyes, a laryngeal prominence, and appears to be humanoid. Subject exhibits an above-average IQ, scoring a 117 on the Wechsler Adult Intelligence Scale. SCP-XXX, while cooperative for the most part, has exhibited a phobia of Animalia Columbidae that has been observed to invoke increased levels of adrenaline in the subjects nervous system. Information regarding the subjects fear of Animalia Columbidae discovered upon inquiry can be found in Addendum XXX-01.
SCP-XXX seems to possess the ability to regenerate matter. The subject is proven to survive decapitation, suffocation, possession, ballistic rounds, nuclear fusion, nuclear fission, crystallization, disease, and other methods of death through extensive research and experimentation. This unique regenerative capability grants SCP-XXX immortality, making SCP-XXX an extremely coveted resource to exploit when interacting with other SCPs. The subject’s integumentary, muscular, skeletal, nervous, circulatory, lymphatic, respiratory, endocrine, urinary/excretory, reproductive and digestive systems seem to mimic those belonging to the average human being.
Along with the subjects ability to rapidly regenerate it's own matter , SCP-XXX seems to also have heightened perception and nervous sensitivity, leaving SCP-XXX highly susceptible to highly increased pain levels when compared to the average human being. This is the direct result of the subject’s warped nervous system, along with his aforementioned increased perceptive and cognitive senses. Multiple attempts to relieve SCP-XXX from its pain through pain medication when dealing with other SCPs have ended in no decisive results, leading to the conclusion that SCP-XXX is not affected by any sort of drug or chemical. His heightened perception, while seemingly painful at first, allows the subject to detect matter belonging to him. The source of the subject’s heightened perception is unknown.
SCP-XXX has sustained multiple cases of mental breakdowns, leading researchers to believe that SCP-XXX suffers from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Symptoms exhibited by SCP-XXX include mental breakdowns, excessive use of the subject’s vocal cords, and the regular excrement of lacrimal fluid. Listed symptoms possess the average duration of 30-45 minutes. No attempts at self-harm have yet to be practiced by SCP-XXX.
Addendum XXX-01: The following interview was conducted May 14, 2005, site 21. Please note that Addendum XXX-01 is to only be viewed for educational purposes. Interviewee SCP-XXX, previously known as Michael, has been subjected to 180 minutes of 1970's television programs approximately 50 minutes before the interview. Interviewer: Dr. Eleanor Watterson. Interviewee: SCP-XXX.
[Log Begin]
Dr. Watterson: Hello Michael. My name is Dr. Watterson. Do you know why I’m here?
SCP-XXX: 327.
Dr. Watterson: Excuse me?
SCP-XXX: 327. You’ve sent 327 shrinks to my cell. I’m guessing you’re the next.
Dr. Watterson: I suppose that is true. Although, I’m much more interested in your… unique upbringing.
SCP-XXX: What do you want to know?
Dr. Watterson: Well, for starters, when were you born?
SCP-XXX: March 17, 1828. I’m guessing you think I’m crazy, don’t you?
Dr. Watterson: Not at all, Michael. In fact, I think your answer actually corresponds with your… unique case of Ornithophobia.
SCP-XXX: You mean those fucking flying devils?
Dr. Watterson: If you are comfortable with that term, then yes. If we could continue, do you remember your first encounter with… death?
SCP-XXX: It was on 1850, January 2nd. I could smell Ma’s cooking. Cranberry pie with pork chops and mashed potatoes. Master Jenkins let me run off to the market to buy some carrots for the horses. On my way back, I could hear laughing. There were three of them. They were in cloaks, masks covering their faces. Small holes were cut in the fabric to let them see. The tall one started talking and pointed right at me. Two more emerged from behind me, and the one with the knife stabbed me 72 times in the chest. When he finally stopped, they started to pour bird feed and honey on my face, legs, stomach, and… penis. They lifted me onto a raft near Morgan’s Corner and pushed the boat into the marsh.
SCP-XXX: After a few days strapped to the raft, I started to wonder why they bothered with the honey and the seeds. Then the birds came.
SCP-XXX: Three of them landed on my head. At first, I thought that they were small enough to not do much harm. They pecked at the feed, their beaks piercing through my skin. Five more landed onto the raft, joining the feast. They pecked and squawked, and all I could do was lie there. As more birds landed, the intensity of the pecks began to rise. They tore at my flesh, eventually ripping through my stomach and exposing my organs. The honey oozed into the cavity as hundreds of birds began to peck at my body. Yet, after a few seconds of this, I could feel my stomach seemingly stitching itself closed. This process continued for hours until the birds finally stopped. When I washed back up ashore, there was nobody there to help me. I lied there, dripping in my own blood until the rope began to rot. After a few months, I finally escaped that marsh.
Dr. Watterson: Scaphism.
SCP-XXX: If that's what you want to call it, be my guest.
Dr. Watterson: What would you prefer to describe your experience?
SCP-XXX: Hell.
[Log End]
Closing Statement: SCP-XXX claims to originate from the Civil War Era, depending on its regenerative immortality to survive for hundreds of years. The subject’s regenerative abilities seem to have been triggered during its first experience of death, halting further aging. No dependable method of exterminating SCP-XXX has been found, and all future method testing is to be disbanded due to the subject's value to the Foundation.
