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First SCP WIP - For every increase... (PLEASE CURRENTLY IGNORE, NOT READY)

First SCP draft. 'For every increase in power you give your protagonist, you must give an equal if not greater increase to the antagonist…'

SCP-NNNN

TITLE: SCP-NNNN

Item #: SCP-NNNN

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-NNNN is to be secured in Site-██'s deep storage unit - utilizing class V bio-metric security locks - inside a hermetically sealed, steel container. This container is to be refrigerated to a maximum temperature of 108 degrees Kelvin. The vault containing SCP-NNNN is to be fitted with an automated turret system on a remote power circuit, a gas venting system containing ███████, and a speaker system loaded with an auditory BERRYMAN-LANGFORD memetic kill agent. The batteries for these systems are to be checked daily by Site Director █████████ and replaced as necessary. Six guards are to be on duty outside the containment chamber at all times, rotated out from Taskforce ███-████.
Attempted access by personnel below Overseer clearance will be met with immediate detainment and questioning. Anybody without Overseer clearance who successfully accesses SCP-NNNN, or fails to heed warnings on attempted access, will be met with immediate termination.

Description: SCP-NNNN consists of an opaque, black fluid currently contained in 17 seperate pyrex vials (each 10ml in volume). Total current volume is 167ml.

When SCP-NNNN makes contact with any living being, extreme necrosis and withering occur, causing the organism to expire as it rapidly mummifies into a husk-like decayed state. This effect occurs no matter the method of application or the dilution of SCP-NNNN.
SCP-NNNN has a boiling point of 308 degrees Kelvin; as such, to prevent gaseous release and its potential for wide-scale death, SCP-NNNN is to be kept far below this temperature at all times. SCP-NNNN does not appear to have a freezing temperature.

All testing with SCP-NNNN is suspended by order of the O5 Council.

Addendum NNNN-A:

Archive

P.2

WARNING: File restricted to Overseer Clearance by executive order of O5 Council on 14/06/████. All further information regarding SCP-NNNN is classed as [Cognitohazard? Of paramount importance/high clearance?]. All personnel who have previously worked on SCP-NNNN are to report for immediate application of Class-_ Amnestics. Any further leads on SCP-NNNN's origin, its creators or similar items are to be immediately reported to the O5 Council.

[Insert Cognitohazard recognise/memetic kill agent identifier]
Redlink to activate page etc.

FROM: O5-██
TO: Overseer Council
SUBJECT: Significant Threat to Us
We need to get on this now. I'm calling an emergency meeting; someone out there knows enough about our operations to directly gun for us, and they're going directly for where it hurts. I recommend we put all the manpower we can spare on hunting whomever created this thing, and finding out how or when they got such a large volume of SCP-006.
O5-██

Comment from O5-█ 18/06/████: We only properly secured SCP-006 in '91, it's most likely someone got past the Russkies before then.

TITLE: SCP-NNNN

Item #: SCP-NNNN

Object Class: Safe Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-NNNN-1 is to be kept in its original sealed container within a standard storage locker in lab ██. All SCP-NNNN-2 samples are to be stored in vials, kept in a hermetically sealed chamber within Site-██. Interaction between SCP-NNNN-1 and SCP-NNNN-2 are to occur only with direct permission of site director █████████. Full Class IV biohazard suits are to be worn during handling. Any personnel who come into contact with SCP-NNNN-1 are to be removed from any further testing with SCP-NNNN-2, and must submit themselves to observation zone █ for further study of any anomalous effects.. Any personnel who come into contact with SCP-NNNN-2 are to report immediately to medical for treatment.

Description:

Addendum NNNN-A:

Second SCP WIP - If it looks like a duck…

TITLE: SCP-QQQQ-EX

Let this one be a lesson to you all. We're keeping it on-file for posterity's sake and as a learning experience for newer recruits.
- O5-█, 19██

Item #: SCP-QQQQ-EX

Object Class: Euclid None

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-QQQQ-EX requires no containment procedures. SCP-QQQQ is to be surrounded by a 10ft high chain-link fence with only one entrance. At this entrance should be a security guard reporting to Site-██. Any attempted entrants should be informed the location was owned by a business undergoing liquidation with its ownership in dispute. Any persons seen exiting SCP-QQQQ should be contained using standard quarantine procedures.

Description: SCP-QQQQ is an old storage warehouse located in ███████████, Wales, which is made from corrugated steel that has rusted through in places. Construction is dated to 1953, and was previously owned by a steel mill operating in █████████. In the centre of the warehouse is a goods lift leading down below water level to a tunnel with a rail-track, heading further inland. It should be noted that this area is suffused with electromagnetic interference that has short-circuited most electronics taken near it.
SCP-QQQQ came to the attention of the Foundation when a man who identified himself as Owen Parry was taken to a local police station, after entering a local resident's home and claiming to be the owner's husband. The resident in question had been married for ten years to a woman named Myfanwe Parry, working for a local real estate firm who had that day been given the task of investigating the building in question and had not been seen since. During the arrest, the man was capable of reciting numerous details about the couple's private life accurately, including national insurance numbers, pin numbers, and other personal information. The Foundation sent two agents to investigate the site (see Exploration Log QQQQ-I).

Exploration Log QQQQ-I

Agent Q██████ : Mic check
Agent D█████ : Check
Site-██ : Reading you loud and clear; proceed with investigation. Call it in if you find anything anomalous.
Agent D█████ : Roger that. Proceeding inside.
There is a loud groaning of metal as the warehouse doors are forced open.
Agent Q██████ : Seems like your stereotypical abandoned warehouse
Agent D█████ : Hopefully it is just an abandoned warehouse and we're just dealing with another nutter.
Agent Q██████ : Amen.
Site-██ : Could you describe the location, please?
Agent D█████ : Standard storage; concrete floor, couple of old crates and some stacks of steel that have seen better days. Mezzanine floor above with some more boxes and things by the look.
Agent Q██████ : Looks like a goods elevator on the other side of the room; probably leads down to the river.
Agent D█████ : Let's deal with the crap up here first; you want the high road or the low road?
Agent Q██████ : I'll take the high road.
Extraneous logs of searching unimportant crates redacted as the Agents search the ground and mezzanine floor respectively.
Agent D█████ : Another lot of dead batteries, and that's my last crate
Agent Q██████ : I've still got a few more up here, but it's all pretty standard
Agent D█████ : Guess I'm heading down then
Agent Q██████ : Just give me a few minutes, I'm nearly done
Agent D█████ : Nah. I don't think there's anything anomalous here, just like the last five. More likely, there's gonna be the body of the woman this loony's pretending to imitate. And I know - if I were her - I'd like a fellow woman to cover her dignity after whatever else this guy's done to her
The sound of the goods elevator starting up begins.
Agent Q██████ : Alright, but give me a shout if you see anything
Agent D█████ : Gotcha
After about a minute, the grinding of the lift stops.
Agent D█████ : Well, it doesn't lead to a pier. Looks like a mine tunnel. Rail sleepers and all, heading inland
Agent Q██████ : Any sign of an end?
Agent D█████ : Nope
Agent Q██████ : Right, I don't like the sound of this; I'm coming down
Agent D█████ : Oh, quit being such a fusspot. I can handle myself, you know? It probably just leads to the old mines that used to own this place
Agent Q██████ : D█████, I really don't think this is a good-
Agent D█████ : Look, you do your job, and I'll do mine, and we both get to go home at a reasonable hour
Agent Q██████ : Alright, alright
Several minutes pass in silence apart from breaking open of crates.
Agent Q██████ : And that's the last one; another bunch of old helmets. I'm gonna come down and help you out. How far down the tunnel are you?
Agent Q██████ : D█████? Hello?
Agent Q██████ : Shit
Ten minutes of extraneous logs removed wherein Agent Q██████ contacts Site-██.
Site-██ : They're en-route, maintain position
Agent Q██████ : Can't they get here any quicker?
Site-██ : Negative (Pause) Additionally, your break in investigation protocol has been noted, and you will be undergoing a review upon your return
Agent Q██████ : Fan-fucking-tastic; in the meantime, I'm sat in front of some hole in a building that just swallowed my partner with nothing but a pistol in my hands
A loud grinding noise begins, similar to previous elevator activation.
Agent Q██████(murmured) : Oh shit
Site-██ : Is that the elevator?
Unidentified male (faint shout) : Q██████?
Agent Q██████(murmured) : Oh shit
Site-██ : Agent Q██████, what's happening?
Unidentified male (faint shout) : You there, mate?