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Clearance Level 2: Clearance
Containment Class: Euclid
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Disruption Class: #/dark
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Risk Class: #/warning
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Center subject is SCP-XXXX-2-C33. Subject furthest right is SCP-XXXX-1-C33.

Special Containment Procedures: Foundation agents imbedded in hospitals are to monitor the medical history of openly transgender and non-binary individuals for signs of SCP-XXXX infection. Subjects believed to be instances of SCP-XXXX-2 are to be immediately re-located to Foundation emergency clinics for evaluation.

SCP-XXXX and SCP-XXXX-2 instances are to be housed in standard humanoid containment. SCP-XXXX-2 subjects are to receive regular counseling and access to social privileges. Following SCP-XXXX expiration, SCP-XXXX-2 instances are to be administered with amnestics and returned to the general population. If SCP-XXXX-2 previously cohabitated with SCP-XXXX-1, new accommodations are to be furnished.

SCP-XXXX instances that have consumed SCP-XXXX-2 are also to be housed in standard humanoid containment cells. Instances of SCP-XXXX are to be allowed contact with their associated SCP-XXXX-1 instance daily for feeding purposes. If SCP-XXXX-1 cannot be accessed, staff are to initiate contact once a day and express approval of SCP-XXXX's new appearance and behavior.

Instances of SCP-XXXX-1 are to be housed in standard humanoid containment and monitored closely for thaumaturgic activity.

Due to global and regional disparities in access to and quality of healthcare for trans and non-binary people, as well as the social capability for such individuals to be open about their identity, detection of SCP-XXXX activity is difficult. Further research into non-invasive methods of monitoring at-risk individuals is required.

Description: SCP-XXXX are parasitic organisms similar in appearance to enlarged human fetuses at a developmental stage of approximately seven weeks. Larval SCP-XXXX instances are equipped with a jawless, toothed mouth and four hooklike claws on their underdeveloped appendages.

SCP-XXXX may be summoned by women who have undergone menopause and are the parents of transgender or non-binary children. SCP-XXXX eggs are manifested directly into the womb, causing the subject to become an instance of SCP-XXXX-1. The SCP-XXXX summoning process has not yet been observed, and its mechanism is unknown. The means by which SCP-XXXX-1 subjects become aware of SCP-XXXX is also unclear. Circumstantial evidence suggests that SCP-XXXX summoning events may be thaumaturgic or religious in nature. However, no texts outlining the procedure, nor Groups of Interest that promote the practice have been found.

SCP-XXXX has a gestational period of approximately seven weeks. Upon hatching, the larval SCP-XXXX instance exits the womb through the birth canal. It then makes its way to suitable offspring of SCP-XXXX-1 in an approximately 200-meter radius. During and after this process, a memetic camouflage effect renders perception of the SCP-XXXX instance difficult or impossible for those not briefed on its effects. If no suitable hosts are present within its range, SCP-XXXX will desiccate and expire.

SCP-XXXX will attach itself to transgender or non-binary offspring of SCP-XXXX-1, hereby referred to as SCP-XXXX-2. Over a period of 5-6 days, SCP-XXXX grows in size and engulfs SCP-XXXX-2 in a sheath of tissue. This sheath grows from the attachment site at the back of the neck, engulfs the head, and eventually covers the entire body. SCP-XXXX’s underdeveloped eye and mouth structures move to the front of SCP-XXXX-2’s head and become enlarged. Upon completion of this process, SCP-XXXX is considered to have entered its adult phase.

At this stage, SCP-XXXX instances will utilize their visual memetic abilities to conceal themselves and to modify SCP-XXXX-2's appearance. These modifications mimic the secondary characteristics of the sex assigned to SCP-XXXX-2 at birth. Cultural traits stereotypically associated with SCP-XXXX-2’s birth sex will also appear to manifest, such as gender-coded clothing, makeup, and hairstyle. If SCP-XXXX-2 had already possessed traits targeted by SCP-XXXX for alteration, they will appear exaggerated. SCP-XXXX-2 will experience vague discomfort and dysphoria but is otherwise typically1 unaware of SCP-XXXX.

Anatomical changes to SCP-XXXX-2's appearance include, but are not limited to:

  • Gracilization or robustification of skeletal structure
  • Addition or subtraction of breast tissue
  • Addition or subtraction of body hair
  • Changes to distribution of fat and muscle tissue
  • Alteration of facial structure
  • Alteration of vocal pitch
  • Alteration of genitals

If SCP-XXXX-2 possesses a chosen name different from the one given to them at birth, they may become unable to use it in reference to themselves. Attempting to do so results in visible difficulty and compulsive repetition of their given name.

When SCP-XXXX-2’s head has become engulfed, direct respiration, as well as the direct consumption of food and drink, becomes impossible. SCP-XXXX will provide SCP-XXXX-2 with an intravenous supply of oxygen, nutrition, and hydration, however the amounts supplied are suboptimal for survival. Over a period of nine months, SCP-XXXX-2 will slowly expire due to chronic hypoxia, dehydration, and malnutrition. After nine months have elapsed, SCP-XXXX will incorporate SCP-XXXX-2’s biomass into itself.

SCP-XXXX does not feed on SCP-XXXX-2 directly but instead exhibits a form of social brood parasitism. It is thought to subsist on positive attention paid to it by individuals close to SCP-XXXX-2 (especially SCP-XXXX-1) through anomalous means. SCP-XXXX is especially receptive to approval and affirmation of traits and behaviors consistent with SCP-XXXX-2’s birth sex. To this end, SCP-XXXX may influence and control SCP-XXXX-2’s behavior and psychology.

In some cases2, SCP-XXXX may desiccate and slough off partway through the transformation process. This occurrence has been linked to individuals close to SCP-XXXX-2 expressing support and affirmation for SCP-XXXX-2’s chosen gender identity. Separation from SCP-XXXX-1 has been shown to accelerate the desiccation process. Trans-positive cultural attitudes surrounding SCP-XXXX-2 have also been liked to the incidence of SCP-XXXX death.


Addendum: Case File RSS-XXXX-C33

On 11/08/1991, Foundation personnel were summoned by local authorities to investigate the unusual circumstances surrounding the death of Leif Ivanovich (20) in Eugene, OR. Ivanovich was reported to have committed suicide in their parent's home. The recovered remains were unusually damaged and difficult to positively identify. Further investigation uncovered a journal indicating Ivanovich was an instance of SCP-XXXX-2, hereby dubbed SCP-XXXX-2-C33. Relevant portions of the document have been transcribed below.

3/14/91

Mom's different. She smiles at me too much. Don't like it. Hope to be home soon.

Miss you already, R.

3/29/91

Harriet found one of my ties. Wouldn't stop asking about a boyfriend. God, this place makes me want to vomit.

It was the one with the dinosaurs. Jesus, my boyfriend's a dork, huh?

4/06/91

Got into a fight in town. The straights at Kiernow's are so hot and bothered they'll catcall anything that moves, even a dude in overalls. Knocked one in the head with a soup can. Felt good. Got roughed up a bit, nothing major. Mom stopped smiling at me when I got back. Don't care much but if she whines to Dad things could get heated.

On the upside, I did get to hand her the dented soup. Worth it.

4/07/91

Fuck Dad. Fuck Dad fuck dad fuck

4/08/91

Stuck here for a while. "For my own good." Want to gouge my eyes out. Mom's beaming about it. Trying to hide it. Called me "girlie" at least seven times.

If I die here R, you get my shit. You'll have to fight Harriet for it though.

4/29/91

Feel like shit, look like shit. Think it's a weird allergy? My skin's all oily and soft. Like junior high without the acne. Who knows. No Mom, I'm not moisturizing. No Mom, I'm not wearing makeup. No Mom, I don't "have a date."

I feel like getting catcalled again just so I can have an excuse to bash someone's head in.

5/5/91

Mom's more different. She wanted to take me for coffee. Not like I could say no. Wouldn't stop talking at me about church. Then made vague comments about the "treasure of femininity." Typical stuff. Then she went on and on about how our lives should be "burned offerings to the Lord." I guess she's really gone off the deep end in her old age.

Hm. 'Burned offering.' That's reminding me of something, but I can't place it. Probably a Sunday school story.

5/20/91

Head feels foggy. Like when you go to school sick. All the time. Skin's still weird.

People are different. Smile at me too often. Look at my body wrong. Don't like it. Reminds me of high school. Want to hit them.

I need to get the fuck out of here.

6/02/91

Saw Owen today. Felt normal. He doesn't look at me weird. Punches me in the arm. Reminds me of beers at his old place. Good times.

Feel good today. Think the worst is over. Miss you, R.

6/10/91

Oh god. People looking at me. Calling me "miss." Sizing me up.

Makes my skin crawl like worms. Body bad again. Worse.

Mom's smiling at me again.

Fuck you.

6/20/91

My clothes are gone.

No idea where they went. Mom says it wasn't her. Can't tell if she's lying. Didn't look like it, but who else? Head is fogged-up. Feel like I might be forgetting things.

All that's here are dresses.

7/01/91

Was gardening today. Enjoying it. Then I was at Kiernow's. Wearing a dress. Shopping for drapes. Ugly drapes.

Don't know how I got there.

Need to see a doctor. Can't tell Mom. She'll send me to Doc Sparky. I'll have to wait.

7/17/91

Feel terrible. Hungry all the time, sick with pangs. Eating does nothing. People are scaring me. Staring at me like a flower or a pretty bug. I'll put my fingers in their eyes. Can't get into fights now, though. Too sick.

I'm still losing time. I keep putting on the dresses.

8/15/91

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(The rest of this page is composed of various combinations of the letters L, I, E, and F, but never in that order. The other side is blank, save for one instance of SCP-XXXX-2-C33's given name.)

9/01/91

R, I'm scared.

I'm only here for about half the day most days. The rest is just gone. Too many eyes. All reflecting something back at me that I can't bear to look at. I'm going to kill someone.

I'm worse. Weak. Like my insides are being burned out.

Mom's circling like a vulture. Can't tell if she knows something.

9/15/91

Who is that?

(The photograph displayed on this article's header is taped here.)

It's me, I guess. What's left of me. When did my hair get so long?

Do you remember when we cut it behind Owen's place? Do you remember how jagged and weird it was? How everyone laughed?

That was the best week of high school.

(Undated)

I heave and I heave and I heave. My stomach is knotted. My blood is boiling.

Nothing comes out but thin bile.

I sound like a child when I cry and cough. Someone else's child.

(Undated)

(Crude drawing of what appears to be a woman with large, luminous eyes. Entrails dangle from her mouth.)

10/15/91

Mom knows.

If she hates the man that I am so much, why does she pretend to love me? Why have a son at all, if you can't allow him to exist?

I found the story I was thinking of. It's about a parent killing their son. In the end, God delivered him, and a ram from a thicket was killed instead. I don't believe in God anymore. I won't be saved by his hand.

I'm following her up the mountain.

I can smell the fire.

11/02/91

There is nothing now.

Only her.

(Undated)

I love you, R

11/06/91

I am all three. I was so blind.

My ram is here with me. I saw it today in her eyes as she leaned in too close to brush my hair. There it was, reflected right back at me. The thing I never could look at before.

Not my own eyes. An animal's. Empty and cloudy and too-large. How could I miss it?

I am the thicket. The ram is birthed into my branches. She's fetal, parasitic.

I am the boy. I am bound to the altar. My skin is peeling from the heat.

I am Abraham. I am holding the knife up to the sun. I know what I must do.

See you soon, R.

(Undated)

(The page has been torn out. Every page after it is soaked through with blood.)

The remains recovered from SCP-XXXX-2-C33's residence were identified as a partial SCP-XXXX instance. The instance had been sliced off of SCP-XXXX-2-C33's skin in pieces with a sharp instrument, possibly a razor blade. It had then been repeatedly stabbed and crushed underfoot. Much of SCP-XXXX-2-C33's epidermal tissue was removed along with the instance, along with two of XXXX-2-C33's fingers. The final journal page, assumed by police to be a suicide note, was found crumpled among the remains.

Your daughter is dead.

SCP-XXXX-2-C33 was missing for two months. Foundation investigators located XXXX-2-C33 in Winthrop, Washington, recovering in a backwoods residence alongside one Robyn Joyce.

SCP-XXXX-1-C33 was successfully contained. A variety of Christian iconography, possibly ritualistic in nature, was found in her possession, alongside a burnt sample of what is believed to be SCP-XXXX-2-C33's umbilical cord.

SCP-XXXX-2-C33 was found to possess no anomalous properties. Amnestics were administered, and containment was deemed unnecessary.

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