Looniekat

SCP 001 Prototype is released and under constant observation. Typical population of earth consists principally of the survivors of a Great War—not really a sensible world war; more like the other colonies disagreed on the rumors of a Foundation, one that had been seen as God by some; others said it was a secret group that had descended from Aliester Crowley’s expulsion from the Masons and his loyal allies in summoning demons and dead gods, then madness spread from a multinational yet unrelated and random people who swore they had—in a dream of Earth dying— they caught of a flare of light from the edge of their peripheral vision and heard the soft sound of flapping wings. They would have a look in their eyes as though they had seen the universe painfully birth galaxies, pushing the stars and planets that were waiting for existence, until they were ripped out of the universe’s infinity in a flash of light—combustion of the elements inside the universe in pieces that were put in place by gravity. These people were the beginning to this war, shunned in some colonies, considered the luck of this colony, locked away in others, but each one was eventually found dead with their flesh flayed off, but the other colonies had none of them and treated it as a horror story. The war took away all but the richest colonies was born from a rumor—more like gossip—building into an argument that one colony was assassinating these people, and the whispers were about the SCF being behind it.
The war lasted for three years, not one colony would ally with another, and after the world had been scarred by the many advanced technology in warfare, it stopped because of how little people remained, and all had lost limbs and damaged organs.
And the SCF revealed itself as a research facility that had been working on a way to replace body parts with fully functional mechanical parts that didn’t resemble human limbs or organs and people were taking the scraps from the destruction of the cities and creating accessories that responded to the SCF mechanics that would make the limb into a weapon of strength and this progressed to gangs that boasted the most embellishments. Now everyone had to have these—they were sacrificing their healthy body parts to be replaced with these new modifications. Even children had been forced into giving up a hand to raise the status of their family.
But the SCF was not a medical facility that had been working for advanced technology for amputees. This was the cover for the Foundation if it was ever discovered. But then miles below the “factory “ was a fully functional facility that could—by ways long forgotten, by ways that were no matter how closely the scientists observed and documented the ways they had tried to replicate their results would have vanished from their minds and documents, and they would find their results were not anything that they understood the purpose of. But because of the amnesia and missing documents, observations technology that had blanks for hours in them, they didn’t realize that they were doing the same thing over and over again, but not sure that they had produced anything, the first time that it happened, they opened the containment unit in ignorance. His body was still warm when he was discovered locked inside the containment unit.