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BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL

The following file is Level 5/XXXX classified. Unauthorized access is forbidden.

XXXX

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be kept in a 15 m x 15 m x 15 m cell with titanium-tungsten alloy walls 6 m thick at Site-28. The container is to be emptied completely every day, save for SCP-XXXX, and distributed among Storage Sites-50, -171, and -235 via armored vehicle. The cell can only be emptied by people with Level 5/XXXX clearance.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a single gold bar stamped with the cartouche for Dedun, the Egyptian god of Wealth.

SCP-XXXX fills any room from floor to ceiling and wall to wall with gold bars, referred to from now on as SCP-XXXX-1, seemingly overnight. Once the room is filled with as many instances of SCP-XXXX-1 as possible, the production of additional copies of SCP-XXXX-1 ceases.

Addendum XXXX-1: On 3/2/1989, the O5 council decided to release Executive Order 2467.1, which facilitated the use of copies of SCP-XXXX-1 to help pay for the Foundations many expenses.

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: No people or living beings are allowed on the surface of SCP-XXXX at this time, due to the consensus of a recent meeting between the Earth's governments and the 05 Council, and is to be monitored at all times for any signs of activity.

Description: SCP-XXXX is in fact, the Earth's Moon.

Due to specific incidents involving lunar samples (see "Apollo Incident"), researchers have been able to deduce that the material that comprises the Moon is able to teleport, though the range of this ability seems to depend on the mass of the object. Individual samples also appear to possess their own personalities and intelligence akin to instinct, though each sample's intelligence, like SCP-XXXX's other anomalous properties, seems to depend on the mass of the object.

Recent tremors on SCP-XXXX suggest that SCP-XXXX might teleport away from its current position, which would cause global devastation on a scale never seen in human history, due to the massive tidal anomalies a shift in SCP-XXXX's position would cause.

Addendum XXXX.1: Apollo Incident The following interviews are between Foundation personnel and NASA scientists. Those interviewed were led to believe that the interviews were for a documentary about the moon landings. All interviewed were administered Class-C amnestics afterward to minimize the risk of a data leak.

Interview 1:

Interviewer: Dr. Steve ████

Interviewed: Dr. ███ ██████

Forward: Interview 1 of 5

<Begin Log>

Dr. Steve ████: "How are you today sir?"

Dr. ███ ██████: "I'm good. Thanks for asking."

Dr. Steve ████: "You're welcome. Coffee?"

Dr. ███ ██████: "I'd love some. [Dr. Steve ████ pours a cup of coffee for the subject. Subject has a sip, then hesitates] Do you have a coaster or anything? Or does it-"

Dr. Steve ████: "It doesn't matter." [Subject puts down coffee]

Dr. ███ ██████: "So, why'd you call me in here?"

Dr. Steve ████: "While you were at NASA, was there any "unusual events?"

Dr. ███ █████: [Subject shows visible signs of distress] "No! if there was, I wasn't aware of it."

Dr. Steve ████: "You can talk about it. We've already cleared it up with the FBI and NASA. Haven't you read your agreement for the documentary?"

Dr. ███ █████: [The subject visibly relaxes] " So sorry! I can be forgetful in my old age. It was…1969 when it happened. We had just gotten the lunar samples and were opening the boxes they were in. But the samples weren't there. We thought someone had goofed, but then [REDACTED] found one in the bathroom…"

Dr. Steve ████: "Wasn't there more than one?"

Dr. ███ █████: "Well, of course there was. We were ultimately able to find three of the five samples."

Dr. Steve ████: "And the other samples?"

Dr. ███ █████: "They must have grown legs and walked away! [Laughs.] But we never did find them…"

Dr. Steve ████: "Do you remember anything else about the incident?"

Dr. ███ █████: "Well, I remember we figured out the samples had a maximum range of around 100ft or so, so we had our research area's borders expanded, as well as more researchers assigned. However, I got sick about a day after, and by the time I was better, the project was over."

Dr. Steve ████: "Anything else unusual?"

Dr. ███ █████: "Well, now that you mention it, once I got back, I heard a lot of researchers were laid off. Never learned why, either."

Dr. Steve ████: It seems that we are out of time. That is all, sir. You're free to go. Thank you for your cooperation."

Dr. ███ █████: "No problem. Thanks for the coffee!"

Dr. Steve ████: "You're welcome, sir."

<End Log>

Interview 2:

Interviewer: Dr. Steve ████

Interviewed: John █████

Foward: Interview 2 of 5

<Begin Log>

Dr. Steve ████: "Good morning sir."

John █████: "Morning."

Dr. Steve ████: "Coffee?"

John █████: "Sure. [Dr. Steve ████ pours a cup of coffee for the subject] Thanks. Can we start the fricking interview now?"

Dr. Steve ████: "Yes, we may. Were there-"

John █████: [Interrupting] "Any weird stuff happening? Yeah, there was. Real strange."

Dr. Steve ████: "Alright, can you tell me-"

John █████: "I would if you stopped cutting me off! [subject stands up] You want to hear my side of the story for your documentary, right? Do you or not?!"

Dr. Steve ████: "Yes I do."

John █████: "Good. I had a two-hour drive here starting at five am, so I'm at the end of my damn rope."

Dr. Steve ████: "Sorry to hear that."

John █████: "Just cut the formalities, okay? I was just the damn janitor. Nothing more. It was '69, maybe '70. Not sure exactly. Anyways, I was cleaning one of the bathroom stalls when I hear a loud sploosh coming outta one of the stalls I had just finished cleaning. That's when I found it. The weird moon rock I mean. Shortly after they expanded the lab to encompass the bathrooms, and I wasn't allowed in anymore."

Dr. Steve ████: "Nothing else?"

John █████: "Well, other than the confidentiality agreement and all the other damn paperwork they had me sign, all of which was for jack shit now, nothin'."

Dr. Steve ████: "Well, that will be all for today. Thank you for your time."

John █████: [Grumbles]

<End Log>

Interview 3:

Interviewer: Dr. James ███

Interviewed: "Al" [subject declined to give real name]

Foward: Interview 3 of 5

<Begin Log>

TBC

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be kept in a 2 m x 2.4 m lead-lined cell with 1 g of plutonium-241 at Site-19. Feeding of more traditional food to SCP-XXXX is not necessary.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a slender, hunched-backed humanoid entity pale in color that is 1.68 m tall, with 2 sunken pale white eyes that lack pupils. It also has a slit in between its eyes that leads down to the bottom of the face. At the bottom of the head, two tentacles cover the entity's mouth. At SCP-XXXX's waist, two more tentacles spread out from the entity, serving as SCP-XXXX's means of locomotion.

SCP-XXXX feeds on and is unaffected by above-average levels of radiation.

SCP-XXXX was discovered at the edge of the Chernobyl exclusion zone on 3/7/20██ and was delivered by the Russian government to the Foundation on 4/8/20██.

Addendum XXXX-1: SCP-XXXX has recently manifested the anomalous property of multiplying every 1 hour. If left unchecked, it could lead to SCP-XXXX outcompeting all other life on Earth, leading to mass extinctions. For this reason, its object class has been changed to Keter.

Addendum XXXX-2: SCP-XXXX is to be moved to a 50 m x 60 m lead-lined cell with ports for the releasing of mustard gas with an adjacent 2 m x 2.4 m lead-lined soundproof cell that can be sealed off from the main cell along with 25 g of plutonium-241. All of SCP-XXXX's current duplicates (referred to from now on as SCP-XXXX-1) are to be neutralized. Once daily, 2 Class-D personnel are to escort SCP-XXXX to the adjacent cell and seal it off, leave both cells, and activate the mustard gas. After 15 minutes, Gas is to be pumped out, and 15 Class-D personnel are to enter and remove all instances of SCP-XXXX-1 from the chamber, and SCP-XXXX is to be released back into the main cell.

Addendum XXXX-3: SCP-XXXX's anomalous properties have led to concerns about there being more SCP-XXXX-1s in the Chernobyl exclusion zone. JTF-Cerberus-1 "Tovarishch", a joint task force between the Foundation and GOC, with additional oversight from the Russian military, is to be dispatched to the Chernobyl exclusion zone to investigate the area.

If any instances of SCP-XXXX-1 have been located by "Tovarishch" at the Chernobyl exclusion zone, they are to put a defensive perimeter around the zone and prevent all instances of SCP-XXXX-1 from leaving the area.

Addendum XXXX-4: Due to the exorbitant cost of keeping SCP-XXXX contained at Site-19, the Project Director, Dr. Morgan McCullins, has ordered experiments be done on an SCP-XXXX-1 involving placing it in cryogenic suspension, hoping that it may stop the replication process and enable the transportation of the creatures to a more suitable location.

Addendum XXXX-5: SCP-XXXX and all but one instance of SCP-XXXX-1 are to be placed in cryogenic suspension and relocated to the Chernobyl exclusion zone, now dubbed Chernobyl Containment Zone A. The other copy of SCP-XXXX-1 is to be kept in cryogenic suspension at Site-19 and woken up for testing when directed by Dr. Morgan.

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be stored at Site-64, with access to containment cell being granted to Level 3 or higher personnel. The presence of CD players of any kind in SCP-XXXX's cell is strictly forbidden, and anyone caught bringing any kind of CD player will face immediate disciplinary action. All instances of SCP-XXXX-1 are to be placed in individual 2.4 m x 2 m x 2 m steel cells at Site-17.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a CD with no decoration, save for a single black symbol of unknown origin.

Placing SCP-XXXX in a CD player of any kind and turning the CD player on creates a low-pitched drowning sound. In addition, for every second SCP-XXXX is in an active CD player a blurry humanoid figure (referred to as SCP-XXXX-1) will appear.

SCP-XXXX-1 on average stands at 2.13 meters tall and seems to possess immense physical strength. SCP-XXXX-1 will not interact with anyone except for the one who started playing SCP-XXXX, whom SCP-XXXX-1 will obey without question.

Instances of SCP-XXXX-1 will stop being produced if the SCP-XXXX stops playing. However, already existing instances of SCP-XXXX-1 will remain active and subservient to the person who had most recently played SCP-XXXX.

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be kept in a completely isolated 2 square meter container at Protected Site-113 that should be kept at a minimum of 1.60934 km away from any other anomalous entities. Guards to SCP-XXXX are to be equipped with Midazolam tranquilizer guns. The subject is to be provided with 30mg buspirone hydrochloride tablets to help deal with its anxiety, along with a psychiatric evaluation once a week.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a 28-year-old human male 1.85 m tall weighing 86.18 kg. It possesses a nervous personality and is susceptible to spontaneous anxiety attacks.

SCP-XXXX gains the anomalous properties of any other anomalous objects less than 1.60934 km (or 1 mi) away from it.

SCP-XXXX was discovered along with a small necklace, dubbed SCP-XXXX-B, which seems to have the ability to hover on its own. SCP-XXXX-B was confiscated and placed in confinement at Site-64. SCP-XXXX claimed it was from his mother and was unaware of its effects when it was brought up by Foundation personnel.

Addendum XXXX-1: SCP-XXXX broke containment from its cell at Site-19 at ██:██ AM on ██/██/20██ Subject walked through its cell door and began to move incredibly quickly, snapping the necks of all of its guards. Subject proceeded to exit the facility and made it 1 mi from Site-19 before being recaptured by Foundation personnel.

Addendum XXXX-2: The following interview was conducted by Dr. ████ █████ shortly after SCP-XXXX's relocation to Site-133.

Interviewed: SCP-XXXX

Interviewer: Dr. ████ █████

Forward: Interview occurs ██ days after the Site-19 incident.

<Begin Log>

Dr. ████ █████: "So, let's begin. I'm Dr. ████ █████. What's your name?"

SCP-XXXX: "What's with the kindness? We both know why you're here. THEY know why you're here!"

Dr. ████ █████: "Please, sir. Calm down. I'm not here to hurt you."

SCP-XXXX: "You're lying! You're with them!"

Dr. ████ █████: "Okay, who is 'Them', and why do you think they're after you?"

SCP-XXXX: "Okay…okay…okay… Sorry 'bout that. I tend to get anxious really easily. To answer your question, 'They' are whoever you work for. The Foundation, I believe is what is called, right?"

Dr. ████ █████: "Correct, thank you. Why does the Foundation want to hurt you?"

SCP-XXXX: "You tell me!"

Dr. ████ █████: "Let me rephrase that. Why do you think my employers want to hurt you?"

SCP-XXXX: "I… I don't know…"

Dr. ████ █████: "How did they hurt you?"

SCP-XXXX: "They locked me up! locked me up with… with those THINGS!"

Dr. ████ █████: "And by that, I assume you are referring to the other SCPs you were contained with?"

SCP-XXXX: "Right. And I was imprisoned with them! What did I do to deserve this?"

Dr. ████ █████: "Sir, you were reported hovering in the air at [DATA EXPUNGED]."

SCP-XXXX: "That was the necklace! Not ME!"

Dr. ████ █████: "Well, at least you aren't around them anymore, right?"

SCP-XXXX: "And yet, you won't let me go home! Why is that?!"

Dr. ████ █████: "It looks like we're out of time sir."

SCP-XXXX: "WHY IS THAT?! WHY IS THAT?!!"

Dr. ████ █████: "Call in Security."

SCP-XXXX: "WAIT! PLE-"

<End Log>

Closing Statement: Security personnel were ushered into the interviewing room and forced to use Midazolam tranquilizers on SCP-XXXX. It was later returned to its cell.

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be kept in a windowless cell at Site-19. Meals are to be delivered straight into its cell. Guards to SCP-XXXX are to wear helmets with two-way mirror visors. Interviews with SCP-XXXX are also to be conducted behind a two-way mirror. If SCP-XXXX is ever to breach containment, MTF-Upsilon-69 "Birds-Eye View" is to be dispatched to re-acquire the entity.

Description: SCP-XXXX human-like in appearance, standing at 0.33 m tall, and weighing in at 69.4 kg. However, SCP-XXXX has the head of a pigeon (Columba livia). SCP-XXXX also produces excrement similar in composition to that of pigeons.

SCP-XXXX can cause the head of any person or animal whose face SCP-XXXX has ever seen to turn into that of a pigeon. However, victims of this effect do not retain their intelligence, gaining the mannerisms and intelligence of a pigeon. Also, like SCP-XXXX, those subjected to this effect produce pigeon-like excrement.

Interestingly, both SCP-XXXX and its victims don't have wings. While SCP-XXXX is aware of this, its victims are not, and often can be seen flailing their arms in an attempt to fly off the ground.

BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL

The following file is Level 4/XXXX classified.

LEVEL 4/XXXX

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Thaumiel

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to meet with the 05 council once monthly and a peer review among members of MTF-Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand") is to be conducted bi-annually. In between missions, SCP-XXXX is to be kept at Site-616.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a large, hairy humanoid with the horns of a ram protruding from its forehead. SCP-XXXX also has two fly-like wings protruding from his back, and the entity's fingers and toes are capped with long black claws. The entity can speak and write in multiple languages fluently, and seems to enjoy, in its own words, "pleasant conversation".

SCP-XXXX has the ability to grant wishes, though it does have limits on this ability. However, the full extent this limitation is unknown, as SCP-XXXX will not grant wishes unless a sacrifice of 1,000 men and 1,000 women is performed and for this reason, tests were suspended indefinitely by the request of Dr. Bright.

Addendum XXXX.1: By order of the 05 council, after the incident on ██/██/199█ at Site-██, SCP-XXXX was given control over MTF-Alpha-1, its containment procedures were updated, and its object class was changed from Euclid to Thaumiel.
TBC

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: No one is to attempt to pronounce the entity. Doing so will result in immediate disciplinary action. If the entity is correctly pronounced, Class-A amnestics are to be administered to whoever pronounced the entity and all personnel within earshot of that person.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a memetic pathogen first discovered in █████, Russia on ██/█ █/200█, after a group of filmmakers working on a History channel documentary discovered an abandoned Soviet laboratory and caused the first outbreak of SCP-XXXX.

SCP-XXXX is the word "Trwyxizalqrej".

After pronouncing the word correctly, it takes 24 hours for SCP-XXXX to manifest in the utterer and everyone within earshot of them when they said SCP-XXXX. During this time, Class-A amnestics can be applied to those infected with SCP-XXXX to cure the infection.

After 24 hours, those infected with SCP-XXXX begin to wander aimlessly loudly saying "Trwyxizalqrej" while pronouncing it correctly, which furthers the infection.

People in this state will neglect their own health and will not eat, drink, or sleep. As a result, those infected tend to die after 3 days.

Addendum XXXX-1: Recent investigation has lead to evidence that SCP-XXXX was a weapon developed by the Soviet Union after the Strategic Arms Limitations Treaty (SALT I) in 1972 prohibited the manufacture of nuclear weapons by the United States and the USSR. The Russian government has denied having prior knowledge of SCP-XXXX from before the first outbreak.

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: Anyone infected with SCP-XXXX is to be quarantined at Bio-Containment Site-234. Anyone who breaks containment is to be terminated.

Description: SCP-XXXX is an anomalous strain of the Influenza virus that first manifested at Site-██ on 2/█/20██.

Humans, when infected with SCP-XXXX, will start to say little snippets of information possessed by other infected. The amount of information conveyed in this way increases the longer someone is infected.

NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION

As of XX/XX/XX, this document has been declassified to all Foundation personnel to promote discussion, theories, and additional perspectives around the entity described below. That being said, please be civil. Thank you.

— Maria Jones, Director, RAISA

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Original Documentation

Addendums A.1 and B.1-10

Original Documentation

Item #: [UNAVALIBLE]

Object Class: [UNAVALIBLE]

Special Containment Procedures: All that can be known about the subject of this sentence must be derived from this sentence or the discussion of this sentence.

Description: The subject of the above sentence exists. It can be assumed by the use of the word "must" that the subject must possess an anomalous effect constraining the amount of information that can be presented about it. What this anomalous effect does to those who break the guidelines established in the Special Containment Procedures, is unknowable. Due to the subject's effect, it seems that the entity itself must have created the article, as knowing the information necessary for the construction of said sentence would break the rules established in it. If this is true, we can infer that it has some way of writing and can fluently write in English, as telling someone would cause that person to break the rules. Why it would write its own Special Containment Procedures is unclear.

Addendums A.1 and B.1-10

Addendum A.1: The 05 Council, after a request by the Project Manager, ███ █████, has allowed the declassification of this document to all Foundation personnel to generate discussion. The creation of fictional documents and stories has also been authorized as a way to get into the headspace of the entity to perhaps understand it better. STF-Omicron-5 "Paper Pushers" has been created to manage all of these documents and add them to this document if deemed appropriate by the RAISA and the Project Director.

Addendum B.1:

NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION

The following documents are works of fiction and have been selected by the RAISA and STF-Omicron-5 for the express purpose of promoting discussion, contemplation, and the additional understanding of the entity described in these documents. Keep in mind that these documents are not factual, at least as far as we know.

— Maria Jones, Director, RAISA

Addendum B.2: The following article was written by the Class-D personnel David ████ and was approved for official documentation on XX/XX/XX.

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THE INMATE

I start to run. Faster and faster I go, trying to avoid my pursuers. Muggers. They don't know who I am. Good. I don't want any more dead bodies on my hands. Not anymore. I turn into an alley. Dead end. I can't let my pursuers see me. But I have no way out. With a heavy heart, I turn to face my adversaries. As soon as they see me, they fall over. Dead. Like they always do. Sullenly, I start to walk out of the alley and onto the backroad from which I came, always alert for incoming traffic, so that I don't cause any more trouble.

I am about halfway home, well, I guess it is my home, ever since the previous owner died when he first saw me when I see a truck. A white truck, with a bizarre sign that looks like one of those biohazard symbols. At first, I don't recognize the symbol, but then I realized what it was. The symbol of the Foundation. I'd seen this symbol before, on vans that used to take inmates away from the prison I was in before I'd gained this curse for all my sins. God, I wished I was there now. I new from presentations that these guys used to do at my prison to give a rundown of being a Class-D that they specialized in the security and protection of other freaks like me. Realizing that I may finally have a place to go where I and others may be safe, I sneak onto the truck, making to obscure my form with the large trash bag I use to protect others from my identity. Fortunately for me, it seems that whoever was driving that van didn't find any freaks, so I had a smooth ride to my eventual new home. At least, what I thought was going to be my new home.

Which brings us to now. Right now, there's a containment breach happening, and I've got about four minutes until this place blows. So, right now, I'm going to write my own SCP document, so that if I ever escape this place alive, the Foundation will not send anyone after me. No more death. I don't want anymore. I've already killed countless numbers of people, and now I've condemned this place, and everyone in it to death by nuclear fire. No more.

No more.

Addendum B.3 [DOCUMENT PENDING]

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