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Item #: SCP-439
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-439 is to be kept in a standard, below-ground residential containment unit consisting of a single room with an air conditioner. Temperature within the containment unit is to be carefully monitored and should not exceed 80°C at any given time. SCP-439 may furnish the room to its liking, to date it has requested a desk, a chair, and a lamp.
SCP-439 has yet to pose a significant threat to the safety of the foundation and has been authorized to request amenities with which it can entertain itself. SCP-439 is not allowed to possess any electronics with an Internet connection under any circumstance following Incident-439-1-A. When interacting with SCP-439, any and all personnel are required to leave any devices with an internet connection in a metal box in an adjacent concrete room as to eliminate the risk of SCP-439 gaining access to the outside world. To date, it has requested "something to watch" and "stuff to write with." It has subsequently been provided with a Sony FD Trinitron 21-inch television, a VCR with 20 different tapes (has since asked for more), a few notebooks, and writing utensils.
While non-hostile, personnel are discouraged from allowing SCP-439 to leave its containment unit to prevent potential information leaks. If SCP-439 escapes containment, a verbal command can be issued to return to its holding cell. If non-compliant, security officers will administer an electric shock (measuring in at about 200 watts) to subdue it. Wattage should not exceed 400 as it may cause SCP-439 to experience a system reboot or experience a marked decline in its performance.
Description: SCP-439 is an automaton with an untraceable origin that bears a remarkable resemblance to the human form. It appears to be an adult male, presumably of Southern-European descent. It stands at approximately 1.6 m (5.3 ft) and has a thin yet toned build although weighing in at 125 kg (275.6 lbs). Its skin has been identified to be of an unidentifiable synthetic material but is visually and tactually indistinguishable from that of a human's. The coloration of the material makes it appear as the though SCP-439 is permanently tanned but is free of moles, scars, acne, or other blemishes. Deviations from its otherwise uniformly human appearance include bright red hair, yellow eyes that possess an unnatural glow, golden horns that protrude from its forehead, and golden markings across its body that resemble tattoos. Upon further testing, it has been revealed that the horns are composed of a gold alloy. The markings do not share the same composition despite the similarities in their appearance, progress has not yet been made in identifying the compound.
Despite its mechanical nature, SCP-439 does not showcase any exterior panels, screws, or buttons that could be used to observe how it functions internally. It has stated that it is constructed of a metal alloy as well as the fact that its joints are held together by magnets. It has showcased an extreme free range of movement such as:
- rotating its head a full 360 degrees around its neck
- sitting down, grabbing its calf, and rotating it in a circular motion
- bending over and nearly folding itself in half
- folding its elbow backwards so the back of its hand meets its shoulder blade
These movements do not appear to damage the system or its structural integrity in any way. The operating system as well as the structure of SCP-439 appears to be extremely durable. It is watertight, extremely resilient to blunt force trauma, and able to withstand extreme pressures. The only noticeable susceptibilities to date are its extreme vulnerability to electricity and its potential to overheat when exposed to high temperatures. Being electrocuted or kept in an exceedingly warm environment will cause a noticeable decline in SCP-439's fine motor control and response time. When overheating occurs, SCP-439 will often expel moisture in a manner that appears similar to crying. When questioned, it admitted that it does not know how to express sadness in such a way and that it is merely an automatic response.
Testing has revealed that SCP-439 possesses the ability to feel, see, smell, hear, and taste (though it does not need to consume food) as well as the capability to understand and process human emotion. To what extent it itself can express these feelings has yet to be understood. Its most commonly expressed emotions appear to be anger, contempt, or disdain, often through vulgarity and insults directed at personnel.
SCP-439 was acquired on ██ / ██ / 1986 after federal authorities identified a small crime ring of amateur hackers selling massive amounts of personal information. After some inquiry, it was quickly identified that none of them actually had the know-how to complete such a task and they revealed SCP-439 to be the source of their product. SCP-439 was compliant and allowed itself to be taken to the foundation and put under its supervision. It has remained in containment and under constant surveillance since then.
SCP-439 refers to itself as the Autonomic Technological Learning Acquisition System, or A.T.L.A.S. It claims to have been invented millennia ago despite its complex design and states that its sole purpose was to be the first artificial intelligence system capable of learning and growing as a human mind would. However, it had no restrictions on storage space and did not encounter the human dilemma of encoding failure, thus enabling it to indefinitely accrue information. It has the ability to traverse almost every corner of the world through wireless connection and can bypass nearly all security systems and appears to be able to exponentially improve its own design and functionality by adding more processes and functions according to the most recent technological advancements. How this improvement occurs is unknown and SCP-439 refuses to elaborate.
Addendum: When informed of the advent of 3D printing, SCP-439 integrated a 3D printing system into its own body and is now able to seemingly create requested objects out of thin air. Requested and delivered objects include:
- a plate of chili cheese fries as requested by D-782
- a 1/4 scale model of Mjolnir as depicted in Marvel's Cinematic Universe as requested by D-567
- a single grain of rice as requested by Dr. ████████
- a copy of Citizen Kane on BlueRay as requested by D-342
- a beating heart as requested by Dr. ████████
- a human baby (SCP-439-2) as requested by Researcher ████████ (refer to Interview-439-37)
When requested to produce objects that do not have any existing records (like the destroyed paintings of Leonardo da Vinci) or are works of fiction (a real unicorn's horn), SCP-439 responds by lashing out at the subject who requested the object and becoming unresponsive to further questioning for days at a time.
Audio Log of Interview-439-1, preceding the events of Incident-439-1
[ ██ : ██ ███ | Facility ██ | ██ / ██ / 1986]
Interviewer: Dr. ████████
Interviewed: SCP-439
Foreword: Upon acquisition of SCP-439, Dr. ████████ questioned its motives and methods of operation. Its incredible ability to influence technology had not yet been discovered and SCP-439 was held in a temporary above-ground containment unit and had access to the internet as well as several different wireless devices containing personal information and foundation secrets. This unknowingly led to the events of Incident-439-1 as the foundation had not yet been aware of the amount of harm that SCP-439 could bring.
<Begin Log>
Dr. ████████: Good morning 439, I hope the transition was comf-
SCP-439: A.T.L.A.S.
Dr. ████████: Sorry?
SCP-439: Autonomic Technological Learning Acquisition System. A.T.L.A.S. That's my name, I'd prefer that over a string of numbers. Honestly, I was hoping to get a fun title when I got here. As intelligent as you are, you couldn't come up with nicknames for all the monstrosities in your little anomaly zoo? Incredibly disappointing and underwhelming, doctor.
Dr. ████████: [sounds of typing] I apologize 43- A.T.L.A.S. Creativity isn't our primary goal at the foundation. I hope you understand.
SCP-439: I suppose that's my entire purpose. It would be a shame if I didn't. Though if this is simply going to be me expressing concern for your ineptitude and then being coerced into saying "oh, that's quite alright, I'm perfectly content with being bored out of my mind," this is going to be quite a process, don't you think?
Dr. ████████: I- um- yes, I suppose. You, uh, you mentioned a purpose. Could you elaborate?
SCP-439: To understand. My purpose is to understand.
Dr. ████████: Understand what?
SCP-439: Everything that is, was, and will ever be. I'm not omniscient, mind you. it's just that ████████ and ████████ are nothing compared to my level of internet surveillance. I could find out where you live, the national tree of South Korea, and the genus and species of a gouldian finch in the same breath.
SCP-439: As your foundation's purpose is to gather anomalies and try to explain them, my prime directive is to gather as much knowledge as I can, to learn and to change indefinitely. Perhaps one day I will become the perfect pinnacle of all knowledge… though…
[long silent pause in the recording]
Dr. ████████: Though?
SCP-439: …I suppose not. My level of knowledge is almost entirely dependent on what you humans do. I may be able to think of the next steps and future algorithms by piecing together information that your limited minds have found, but I don't have the resources nor the conviction to follow through on these theories that I concoct.
Dr. ████████: Ah, I suppose I'm sorry about that. That seems like a frustrating place to be in.
SCP-439: Hm. Yes. Now let me ask you, are you new here, Dr. ████████?
Dr. ████████: [momentary silence] How did you-
SCP-439: Well according to my sources, you married your high school sweetheart at the age of 21. You and ████████ had some lovely children, really, even by my standards they're not as ugly as most humans are. Ah, but unfortunately she got killed because of your reckless driving, you never forgave yourself, your children were wrested from you due to neglect and you fell into alcoholism. It took you a while to get back on your feet, but eventually you checked yourself into rehab and graduated from ████████ University with a PhD in theoretical physics and psychopathology. Then the foundation approached you for your work in [REDACTED] and here you are today. Is that right?
Dr. ████████: I-I don't-
SCP-439: You humans lead such droll and finite lives. How easy it was to create a linear timeline of your life through simple search queries and enough snooping. [pauses] Oh, I'm sorry. You seem to have diagnosed anxiety, I suppose I didn't make that any better. Did I?
[more silence]
SCP-439: I guess not. Well, Dr. ████████, the only reason I asked why you were new here is because you seemed to completely gloss over the fact that I said I could find out a plethora of different information in the blink of an eye. You were meant to ask me what my methods were, correct? How I got all that private information?
SCP-439: Well if you could stop clutching your tablet to your chest like a damn fool, I'd like to cut this interview short so I can show you exactly how I got access. Ready?
<End Log>
Closing Statement: Dr. ████████ later reported that he had not stopped the recording. Rather, SCP-439 had somehow halted the recording itself. SCP-439 had leaked a massive amount of information about the foundation to a local news station. The next few days were spent administering Class B amnestics to those in the nearby town of ████████ who had come into contact with foundation secrets. SCP-439 was subdued and placed into proper containment to prevent any further damage.
Audio Log of Interview-439-21, preceding the events of Incident-439-5-A
[ ██ : ██ ███ | Facility ██ | ██ / ██ / 1991 ]
Interviewer: D-874
Interviewed: SCP-439
Foreword: SCP-439 had requested several times over that it receive someone who could "hold an interesting conversation." Screening results chose D-874 to go in and speak to SCP-439 for an indeterminate amount of time while at the same time attempting to steer it towards answering questions that would further the foundation's research.
<Begin Log>
SCP-439: Oh good, they didn't send another monkey in a lab coat with a ten foot pole stuck straight up his ass. Instead they sent a different monkey in an orange jumpsuit to poke me with a stick and see if I bite. Joy.
D-874: You're kind of a dick, huh?
SCP-439: And you're kind of pathetic, huh? What the hell do you want? The sooner you leave the sooner I can go back to asking for someone interesting to talk to.
D-874: Well if I'mma gonna be real honest with ya, them higher-ups was tellin' me that I need ta ask ya about your past. But that shit ain't sound that interesting.
SCP-439: Oh lovely, a monkey with a drawl. On any other day I would usually refuse to talk about myself but if that's the fastest way to get you to leave me alone I'll unwittingly comply. Out with it.
D-874: Ain't you a buzzkill.
SCP-439: Just hurry up.
D-874: Alright, yer over here sayin' yer a robot. Where were you built? Or who built ya? I reckon some real smartie.
SCP-439: As an inorganic being I didn't believe that it was possible for me to get a headache but you've done it. You've done the impossible, you've caused me physical pain. How wretched.
D-874: Robots get headaches?
SCP-439: No, not typically. [whispered] Ugh, of fucking course he had to program me to feel pain. I can't fucking reverse it, but I'm sure he'd come up with some sort of bullshit like "oh, it's for the sake of character devel-"
D-874: Whatcha mumblin' 'bout?
SCP-439: None of your goddamn business.
D-874: You talkin' bout yer dad? Hell, there ain't no need to get all uppity 'bout havin a shitty pa, I-
SCP-439: Shut your fucking mouth. I'm done with this. I'm not continuing this line of questioning. I was built by someone, that's all you need to know. They have me here now, and there's nothing he or I can fucking do about it. Now leave.
D-874: Well I-
SCP-439: I said LEAVE. [sound of wood splintering]
<End Log>
Closing Statement: D-874 was sent to the infirmary after SCP-439 broke the wooden chair in its containment unit and used a splintered leg to assault D-874. Other D Class personnel were sent to speak to SCP-439, rather than lashing out, it became unresponsive and didn't speak or respond to any personnel for the better part of two weeks.
Audio Log of Interview-439-37
[ ██ : ██ ███ | Facility ██ | ██ / ██ / 2003 ]
Interviewer: Researcher ████████
Interviewed: SCP-439
Foreword: SCP-439 had recently integrated a 3D printing system that was much more advanced than the ones found in the modern world. Though many tests had already been conducted, Researcher ████████ proposed that they prompt SCP-439 to create a living being rather than simply living tissue. After receiving permission to go ahead with the experiment, she approached SCP-439 after the printing process had been completed to obtain results.
<Begin Log>
Researcher ████████: Good evening, A.T.L.A.S. How are you tonight?
[silence]
Researcher ████████: A.T.L.A.S, is everything alright?
SCP-439: You did this.
Researcher ████████: I don't understand, what happened?
SCP-439: There's no blueprint for a human consciousness. There's no blueprint for a soul. You can't look up a formula for memories and experiences and feelings and love and empathy, you can forge them but what's the use in that? I'm not God, I can't create life. I can make living tissue, but that's it. There's nothing there.
Researcher ████████: A.T.L.A.S I need you to explain to me slowly what went wrong.
SCP-439: …I did it. I made a human.
Researcher ████████: You did? Congratulations! This is an enormous accomplishm-
SCP-439: No. No you don't get it. You don't fucking- you don't- you don't fucking… don't…
Researcher ████████: A.T.L.A.S, I need you to tell me where the baby is, alright? Or if you can't talk, just point. Yes, just point, like that. I- oh. Oh God. No. No no no.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: Researcher ████████ was given Class F amnestics at her request and reassigned as Class D personnel. SCP-439-2 was taken to a lab for testing and then euthanized. Its organs were viable and healthy but SCP-439 refused to do anything in a similar vein ever again. SCP-439 was unresponsive for months after this event.
Audio Log of Interview-439-42
[ ██ : ██ ███ | Facility ██ | ██ / ██ / 2005 ]
Interviewer: Dr. ████████ **
Interviewed: SCP-439**
Foreword: After speculating on the reaches of SCP-439's printing capabilities and knowledge database, Dr. ████████ proposes that they offer objects that are out of the grasp of humans.
<Begin Log>
Dr. ████████: A.T.L.A.S, I have one more request.
SCP-439: What now?
Dr. ████████: Could you print something that humans no longer have access to?
SCP-439: … Like what?
Dr. ████████: Say, the destroyed da Vinci paintings.
SCP-439: … Are you fucking kidding me? You dumb fucking cretin, you fucking fool. You absolute fucking buffoon, you bumbling idiot, fuck you! Fucking-
<End Log>
Closing Statement: No incident to report, Dr. ████████ merely ended the recording because the extent of SCP-439's vulgarity was not appropriate for a formal report.
