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SCP-XXXX
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: Instances of SCP-XXXX are contained in a Foundation greenhouse within [insert location here] containing no other plant life. All filtration systems attached to the greenhouse are to be examined monthly (daily during SCP-XXXX's flowering phase) and repaired immediately upon detection of defects. Each individual specimen is to be kept in its own planter in a sample of the soil from which it was originally grown, as to serve as a control for the instance's unique effects and to assist with isolation of individuals for testing. SCP-XXXX's care requirements are the same as typical members of its species, and it is fertilized and watered accordingly via automated system.
During SCP-XXXX's flowering phase, all personnel entering its storage greenhouse must be equipped with tight-fitting air-purifying respirators. Under no circumstances are the respirators to be removed while still within the greenhouse. Unfiltered air around a flowering instance of SCP-XXXX is only to be inhaled by test subjects.
It is currently unknown if all existing instances of SCP-XXXX are in containment. Foundation agents embedded in botanical fields are to regularly sample seeds and living specimens of Turbina corymbosa for the emergence of traits associated with SCP-XXXX.
Description: SCP-XXXX is the collective designation given to a series of anomalous members of the Turbina corymbosa (more commonly known as the Christmas Vine Morning Glory) plant.
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The concept of Barbed Wire Nest was created by my husband AngelDustApocalypse (new user, long-time lurker) and was actually written years ago, but never submitted. He allowed me to go back and heavily rewrite it. So, here I give him full credit for the concept.
SCP-XXXX in an overgrown state. Photo taken at site of discovery.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be kept in a concrete-lined humanoid containment cell. No ferrous metallic objects are permitted inside the containment area without being blocked from SCP-XXXX's access. Any objects placed in the cell with it are to be crafted from non-ferrous materials, and are not to have any sharp edges. Should it be observed with any sharp object or any object that could potentially be sharpened, it is to be immediately relieved of the object. Medical equipment containing iron or steel of any kind is not to be used on SCP-XXXX.
All personnel coming into contact with SCP-XXXX must be equipped with small wire cutters, puncture-resistant industrial gloves, and eye protection. If required, it is to be sedated and trimmed with wire cutters handled by one personnel wearing protective gear, including gloves and face mask. Subject must also be sedated prior to routine physical care, such as hair cutting or medical examination, as these actions are known to trigger aggressive behaviour.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a young adult Roma male, approximately 1.6 metres tall. Subject has black hair, brown skin, and is slightly underweight. Its left inner forearm is marked with a [REDACTED]. It possesses below average physical strength and average intelligence.
The surface of SCP-XXXX's skin is crossed in many places with hard vein-like protrusions. Incisions at these veins will reveal that the substance underneath is standard high-tensile agricultural barbed wire. Once revealed, the wire will attempt to shift away from the site of the incision, and can be observed rearranging itself underneath SCP-XXXX's skin. This movement does not appear to cause it any pain, nor does it cause any injuries to itss skin or musculature. However, the wires have been shown to hinder its bodily functions depending on their placement. They have been observed temporarily blinding it if they press against its eyes and restricting breathing when pressing against its trachea, as well as interfering with normal joint function.
SCP-XXXX has been observed consuming small objects made of ferrous metals, as well as attempting to break down larger objects so they may be more easily swallowed. The subject seems to suffer no ill effects from this action. Likewise, objects containing ferrous metals are instantly dissolved and absorbed into its body upon penetrating the first layer of skin. Every 12 hours, a rapid growth of new wire can be observed under SCP-XXXX's skin, directly correlating to the amount of metal it had consumed prior. If large amounts of metal are consumed without previous wire growth being purged, the wires will begin to protrude from under SCP-XXXX's skin. The exposed wires will typically remain stationary, but they will move slightly if touched or disturbed.
Removal of the barbed wire has proven difficult. Wire that has successfully been isolated is only able to be pulled out one metre. After one metre, the wire will stop as if rooted in place, and SCP-XXXX will display considerable signs of pain. Sedation of SCP-XXXX does not loosen the wire. When exposed and pulled away from its skin, the wire is able to move slightly as long as it is still connected to the body, and it will attempt to wrap around objects that make direct contact. It ceases movement once detached. Analysis of detached wire displays no unusual properties other than a resistance to rust.
SCP-XXXX speaks and understands Serbo-Croatian, Sinti-Manouche, and English fluently, and has a moderate understanding of German and Polish. It is known to be uncooperative with Foundation staff, though rarely outright hostile. It is prone to extreme anxiety and hostile behaviour when confronted with medical equipment, requiring prior sedation for safety of personnel. SCP-XXXX also displays symptoms of depression and post-traumatic stress disorder, and will often attempt to refuse food and neglect self-care.
SCP-XXXX claims to have no knowledge about how it gained its anomalous properties, but its memory seems otherwise consistent. SCP-XXXX told researchers that it was born close to ████ ███, Yugoslavia (modern-day Serbia). Searches of the name given in the area of its recovery and its apparent place of birth turned up no records of people of its description, though it is unknown if this is an anomalous effect or as a result of poor record keeping. It does not appear to have aged at all during its time at the Foundation, and its reported year of birth suggests that it is at least ██ years older than it appears.
Addendum XXXX-A: Circumstances of Retrieval: SCP-XXXX was recovered in the area surrounding ████████, Poland, on ██/██/19██. Local authorities responding to reports of illegal dumping of materials discovered an enormous mass of wire (SCP-XXXX in an untrimmed state). Attempts to dispose of the wire resulted in minor injuries to the officers as it began to move on its own. Operatives in the area alerted the Foundation shortly after, and a task force was dispatched to the site.
After a thorough investigation agents were able to trim it back with common wire cutters while wearing puncture-resistant gloves without incident. When uncovered, SCP-XXXX was discovered to be unconscious and in an emaciated state. Its clothing, though highly damaged from the wire, was later identified as a prison uniform patched with a █████ ████████. The patch was found to be consistent with uniforms from the [REDACTED], the former site of which is ██ km from SCP-XXXX's place of retrieval.
SCP-XXXX's metal-consuming behaviour was discovered when it had been delivered to Site-██. Upon opening the transport, it had regained consciousness and consumed the steel cuffs used to restrain it. When questioned, it did not respond. SCP-XXXX's condition upon arriving at Site-██ was found to be the final stages of starvation. Treatments associated with recovering from starvation proved successful, and it was found that though it can survive without food, it still requires feeding to retain optimal health.
Addendum XXXX-B:Interviewer: Dr. LeBlanc, Site-██ Psychiatrist.
Foreword: Upon arriving at Site-██, SCP-XXXX was found to be delirious and unfit for interview. After three months in containment and after extensive treatment, communication with SCP-XXXX became possible. An interview with SCP-XXXX was approved. SCP-XXXX was restrained with a straightjacket to prevent it from attempting to consume the recording equipment.
Dr. LeBlanc: Hello, XXXX. How are you feeling today?
SCP-XXXX: Wh… what's going on here?
Dr. LeBlanc: You're just in here for a quick check-up. You've made a lot of progress in the last month. Considering the state we found you in, I'm impressed.
SCP-XXXX: I don't… I don't understand. Why are you helping me? It makes no sense…
Dr. LeBlanc: That's alright. You were trapped under that mess for a very long time, and very near death. Complete recovery is still going to take a while, so we still aren't going to do anything too taxing. I thought that we might just answer a few questions. Are you able to do that?
SCP-XXXX: …
Dr. LeBlanc: Is there something you need to say before we begin?
SCP-XXXX: You said this was a check-up. As if I was at a doctor, right?
Dr. LeBlanc: Yes. Once we're done you can go back to your con-
SCP-XXXX: If I'm better, then why can't I leave this whole place? You said I'm healthy enough to move around now. Why can't I go home? Why do I have to sit here all tied up? There still have to be some of us out there. They couldn't have gotten us all, right?
Dr. LeBlanc: …I'm sorry. As much as you must miss them, I can't authorize your release.
[SCP-XXXX begins to fidget, and the wires under its skin shift slightly]
Dr. LeBlanc: Ah-… We should probably talk about something else now. Please stay calm, XXXX-SCP-XXXX: I have a name!
Dr. LeBlanc: Yes, of course. My apologies. Can you tell me what it is?
SCP-XXXX: Don't bother asking. I know you already have it. You have my sisters' names, and my mother's and my father's and all the others. That's how you found us. Did you play this game with them, too?
Dr. LeBlanc: There's no game being played here. I really do want to learn more about you and what happened. The sooner you answer the questions, the sooner we can maybe get things reconciled.
[SCP-XXXX does not respond. It attempts to spit at Dr. LeBlanc.]
Dr. LeBlanc: Right. I think we're finished for today. Thank you, XXXX. You may be escorted back to containment now.[SCP-XXXX does not respond. Escort enters the interview room to return SCP-XXXX to containment. SCP-XXXX attempts to escape the straightjacket.]
SCP-XXXX: Do you think I'm blind? I can see your lies right there!
[SCP-XXXX begins to struggle against the escort team]
SCP-XXXX: You armed? Come on! Shoot me! Do it! See if it works this time!
[SCP-XXXX is immediately sedated. It continues to struggle until it loses consciousness and is returned to containment without further incident.]
<End Log>
Closing Statement: SCP-XXXX was uncooperative with initial interview. Subject believed to still be delusional. Additional psychiatric evaluation requested, to be headed by Dr. LeBlanc.
SCP-XXXX
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe1
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be kept in its velvet-lined storage case within a standard containment locker. It is only to be removed for additional testing into the full range of its effects. Should more instances of SCP-XXXX be found, they are to be contained in the locker with the original instance.
SCP-XXXX-1 is to be kept in a standard human containment cell and provided with an electronic tablet only capable of running a Picture Exchange Communication System (PECS) soundboard and text-to-speech functionality. While it remains in Foundation custody, it is to be regularly medically and psychologically examined, as well as monitored for any emerging anomalous traits.
Foundation agents embedded in areas involving children (such as grade schools, pediatric hospitals and clinics, day care centres) around the area of SCP-XXXX's discovery are to monitor medical and school records for reports of rapid, "miraculous" recovery from neurological or neurodevelopmental disorders, as well as reports of sudden obedience from previously rebellious or disobedient children, and investivage accordingly for evidence of an instance of SCP-XXXX's involvement.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a 6cm silver dog whistle attached to a keyring. Metallurgical analysis of the whistle has revealed that the silver consists of a thin plating, and that underneath it is mostly composed of stainless steel. It is able to be adjusted to frequencies between ██ and ██kHz, and scratches in its silver plating around the adjustment ring suggest that its capabilities have been at some point altered.
When blown, the sound emitted by the whistle is too high-frequency to be heard by most adult humans, though adults with particularly acute hearing are able to detect it. The sound falls within the audible range of humans under the age of 16, as well as most animals, particularly dogs and domestic cats.
A creature capable of of detecting the sound made by SCP-XXXX will immediately turn its full attention towards the person or object that caused the sound to occur upon hearing it. If the sound was caused by a human, the subject will maintain direct eye contact with it during the entire duration of SCP-XXXX's effect. During this attentive state, the subject displays an intensely heightened capacity for retaining learned information and becomes compliant with spoken instructions, regardless of any language, comprehension, or species barriers. This state does not allow the subject to do anything it is not physically capable of doing. The duration of this state varies based on how clearly SCP-XXXX's sound is perceived by the listener. Adults and older children capable of perceiving the sound typically have their attention drawn for under 30 seconds, while younger children, animals, and children with sensory processing disorders causing overly-sensitive hearing will remain in this state for up to ten minutes.
SCP-XXXX-1 is a 12 year old Caucasian female, approximately 1.3m tall and 45kg. Subject has red hair, grey eyes, and has been diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder. Subject is incapable of verbal speech, but has successfully been instructed by the Foundation to communicate via typing, text-to-speech, and PECS soundboards. Other than prolonged exposure to the effects of SCP-XXXX and the psychological effects of such, it possesses no other observed anomalous traits at this time.
Addendum XXXX-A: Cognitive Evaluation of SCP-XXXX-1:
[Kinda feel like this should be here so the "victim" isn't just a faceless victim]
Addendum XXXX-B: Circumstances of Retrieval: [Item was retrieved from the home of one Kathleen Blythe, after tracking down the location of origin of several weblog posts describing SCP-XXXX's use. Mrs. Blythe was interrogated on where she obtained this item, given amnesiacs and a new identity and released. Her child has been taken into Foundation custody for testing on the long-term effects of exposure to SCP-XXXX]
[INTERVIEW LOG GOES HERE]
[It was found that the item traces back to Marshall, Carter, & Dark, which in itself traces back to a Doctor Wondertainment product that originally only affected animals, and was itself a minor SCP before it was neutralized. MC&D obtained a copy and altered it to affect human children, capitalizing on antivax hysteria by auctioning it off as a "miracle cure" for "vaccine-damaged" children. Less blatant than that, but that's the idea.]
Addendum XXXX-C: Transcript of Weblog:
[The meat of the article goes here. Gradually-escalating forced compliance and removal of agency disguised behind a bunch of cutesy mommy dialog]
January 23rd, 2014
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ██████!
[Picture of a woman with bleached hair, smiling and standing behind a red-headed child seated at a table. The child is staring at a birthday cake with lit candles, hand slightly outstretched]
Can you believe it's been eleven years? I sure can't. How time flies! Especially when you're having so much fun and every day is a new adventure.
But that's the thing about adventures, isn't it? For as much as the word has some fun, gleeful connotation to it, they're a lot more pleasant to read about or watch in a movie than live. And some days with ████ feel like I'm just walking straight into Mordor.
[A screencap of the character Aragorn from Peter Jackson's "Lord of the Rings" films, captioned with "ONE DOES NOT SIMPLY WALK INTO MORDOR" in white Impact font; Weblog caption reads: "Weren't we warned about doing this?"]
But I'm sure y'all know me by now, right? I'm not one to give up. Life's thrown an army at me, but every day I pick up whatever I've got on hand and beat it back, and people on the street wonder about the crazy lady running down the streets, screaming at nothing with broom in hand.
I joke, but everytime ████'s birthday comes around, I can't help but reflect. We've gone through a lot to set up a birthday party for her, just like we do every year. Cake, balloons, presents, even rounding up a few of the neighbor kids just to complete the package, though I can tell how much they really don't want to be here. Too bad, kiddos. My baby's gonna have a normal party just like you, and you're gonna like it.
But after all this time, her reaction is the same. Staring at nothing, rocking in place and making those little "eee" noises she does, trying to rip the candles off the cake and shove them in her mouth, that sort of thing. Eventually we can get her to focus long enough to eat some cake, if we're lucky. Therapy has really paid off; she managed to use utensils correctly last year to do it, even!
[Picture of a fork, Weblog caption reads: "The most complex tool imaginable, apparently"]
Ten years to use a fork. Eleven years and still not a single spoken word. Im sure every mommy out there dreams of having a forever-baby, right? Stretching that blissful year of coos and smiles on and on forever, without the constant screaming of NO and teenage angst. It's not nearly as fun as it sounds. Even less fun when the body and attitude grows with it. It's like it's the worst of both worlds!
[Phone video of aformentioned child lying on the floor of a grocery store as a pair of arms attempts to untangle them from the ball they're curled into]
I wonder if she'll ever really understand what we do for her. ABA has worked wonders for the little things, but it's expensive as all hell and hasn't made much headway on other stuff. We've just given up hope on speech therapy altogether. I'd like to think we've been giving her a good education, but it's impossible to tell just how much of it she's absorbed, if that's just been a waste of time and energy. And here she is, sitting surrounded by all the trappings of a perfect birthday party when she doesn't even understand what's going on. Sometimes I wonder who all this pagaentry is really for, her or me?
[Stock photo of a sad child holding a balloon and wearing a birthday hat; Caption reads: "Happy birthday to who?"]
It isn't that I'm trying to be selfish, but it's hard when every day is a fight to try to dig that wonderful little girl out of that shell. Sometimes I see flashes of what she could have been. What she might be one day. But maybe it's just hope against hope, because the next second it's screaming, or it's yet another meltdown in a grocery store, or worse (can I get an abuse claim filed against my own child? Just kidding!). But there is no force stronger on this green earth than a determined mother, and an autism mom is battle-hardened enough to fight God hand-to-hand and win. So I'm gonna pick up my tools and keep a'chiselin' until I break through. Nothing's gonna keep me down.
[Clipart picture of someone taking a pickaxe to a mountain]
If you'd like to get her a present, please don't get any nice clothes. Trust me, it never works. Just kindly leave a donation for our immense shirt fund, which will give us approximately one day worth of clothing before she chews through it. Hey, at least it's not my hand she's sinking those teeth into this time!
[A picture further away, showing more of the birthday party. The woman is smiling and looking forward, and has her hand slightly under the child's chin, tilting them up to look directly at the camera]
-Kathleen
