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Inspiration comes in the shadow of night when the light of peace arrives.
When there would potentially be lunar eclipse unforseen
When there must be dawn to break through the subdued grey
The dawn is 10 seconds to come… as soon as….
—Researcher Poetisa
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Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be housed at a residential containment unit at site 17. The unit should be protected with a Faraday Cage, for the use similar to electromagnetic shielding. SCP-XXXX's containment area contained: A single bed, a desk and a chair for reading books, and necessities including lighting fixtures. Only permitted personnel can enter the containment unit of SCP-XXXX.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a young adult female, according to the statement of SCP-XXXX herself, was born at ███/█/█, of Chinese descent.
SCP-XXXX was previously numbered as D-53362, according to her own statement, voluntarily for the recruitment of Class D from civilian sources. By all indications, SCP-XXXX has knew the identity of the Foundation and the partial content of >= level 3 Security clearances, before she entered the Foundation as the identity of a D Class.
SCP-XXXX is confirmed to have the ability of moving her consciousness out of her body and to observe the objects with the third person aspect. The cconsciousness is invisible to others and can't have any effect on the outside environment in physical form. The only way found to be able to be an obstacle on the consciousness's route, is to set a Faraday Cage, which needn't to connect to the ground to receive the two-way electromagnetic shielding effect. The possible explanation is, the consciousness is presumably consists of the materials similar to which compose the electric field. SCP-XXXX is confirmed to be able to cast her consciousness out anytime, sleep or awake. After casting the consciousness out, the body of SCP-XXXX is in a state of the basic life activities, with only basic life centre of the brain works normally.
The special ability of SCP-XXXX is found when the researchers noticed that the amnestics didn't work on her, the reason is she could let her consciousness move out of her body to escape being under amnestic, and her body is under no memory state without consciousness in, but can keep a natural look that shows no sign of casting the consciousness out. (Walking, standing, even talking, the researches haven't find the reason why the body can react without the activities of the brain's gray matter. Speculation is that the out-of-body consciousness can have restricted control power to the body in an unknown or metaphysical way.)SCP-XXXX appears to coordinate with the researchers' work voluntarily.
Researcher Poetisa's notes:
We tested the Hume Level of SCP-XXXX, but theoretically that's of no use at all, because she can astral project (whatever it called)
The results showed she has the average Hume Level.
I didn't doubt if there's something else hard to explain…behind SCP-XXXX, until after an interview… not a reality bender again, luckily, though it's disgusting she has knew almost everything about the Foundation, the purpose, and the amnestic didn't work! It's not difficult to contain her, just some metaphysical power or whatever who knows. She is just like me, i mean it, so similar, in so many ways such as [DATA EXPUNGED],
[DATA EXPUNGED], [DATA EXPUNGED]…
Researcher…
Interviewed: SCP-XXXX
Interviewer: Researcher Poetisa
<Begin Log, Date: July /█/20██ >
Researcher Poetisa: Hello, SCP-XXXX. I'm here to ask you some questions.
SCP-XXXX: I know what you mean, and it's similar to astral projection, you should blame yourself for standing in my room with your note…so that's how I know it. I have to gradually approaching… but, yeah you can call it astral projection, I know it sounds not materialistic but I am a materialist, material determines consciousness you know? Sorry I have talked so much but you should understand that I barely talk so someone unless that person talk to me first. Here comes a question, what's in your mind? The Faraday Cage?
Researcher Poetisa: Yeah… tell me about the Faraday Cage if you know everything about how you do that.SCP-XXXX: No, you haven't read the book Journey Out Of Body, or that will be obvious but… now I say… here's finally the book in this world, as soon as this sentence spoken. But it's all natural here, so real, so natural. [DATA EXPUNGED] And they read it, getting to know about the phenomenon, visualize, relax, vibrate, and everyone can do it. Because the content in that book has stressed that…an astral body, I have to use this word, it's not materialistic… can't go through the Faraday Cage, including decending from the high voltage telephone poles, but it's definitely the same theory of the Faraday Cage if you learned physics… I know, you know about it.
Researcher Poetisa: In fact… but I'll take them down, and how did you get that ability? When? Why you joined the foundation, even as the identity as a D Class?SCP-XXXX: That's a lot of question… wait… whatever, (suddenly became very nervous and stressed) I was, and I am suicidal, understand? I know it, and how I go through those psychiatric evaluation, you know. So that's why D Class, but I have things to do, a purpose. I realized it so that's when this ability showed… (whispered: Should I tell more?) first, during sleep paralysis, which I have got accustomed to. And then I learned more from the book I mentioned before… oh no that was when the book didn't exist, [DATA EXPUNGED]. I think I have answered your three questions.
Researcher Poetisa: Can you explain more about the part of reading that book before it was written?
SCP-XXXX: I try. ██████████████, not before it was written, but before it exists. I'll soon become no longer Safe, (extremely stressed and nervous, into an unbearable degree) Hey, that's my purpose right?
Researcher Poetisa: What's up? Maybe we can try to talk about more thing another time?SCP-XXXX: SCP-3812. Ohhhh no what I am talking about!! Fine, I need termination, no, I need rest..
Researcher Poetisa: oh my god. I know, I know. D-53362 isn't SCP-XXXX. Enough, that's more than enough!!<End Log>
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(the interview 2)
Date: August █, 20██
Interviewee: SCP-XXXX.
Interviewer: Researcher Poetisa
[BEGIN LOG]
Researcher Poetisa: Hi… we are here to tell more.
SCP-XXXX (D-53362): I can talk with you, more personally if you want.
SCP-XXXX: Okay, can you hear me? You are already on the astral plane, or in a materialist's way, a sub layer… that's how I tell it. I decided to tell more but quicker.. I should calm down. It's anger issues and OCD, anxiety disorders…
(Silence)
Researcher Poetisa:Am I having an astral projection? It's amazing feeling. I can see myself setting here like a stupid [DATA expunged]
SCP-XXXX: You had felt it before, but you forget it. But you will never forget anything from now on… as D-53362. I'm her memory.
Researcher Poetisa: Why you chose D-53362?
SCP-XXXX: She is my embodiment…I am her. I am not her. And now, you are also the one who is just like her… should they list you as SCP-XXXX-2 too?
Researcher Poetisa: We looked similar. Black hair and eyes, Same height, when you were that D Class…And you have a purpose?
SCP-XXXX: I'm not the only one. They called us God? I'm not kinda sure of your security levels, I'll tell you… there are already several objects here which is from [DATA EXPUNGED]. I might can't survive, even before I born, in other words, to be seen, to be heard, to the very beginning, technically. I do have my purpose, I'm nervous about it, though I'm not the only one, not the first one and won't be the last one, to try what I am trying. [Exhaling air for long time] I'm burning with envy, to be honest. Sorry if it's a lot of information to you, but the more dramatic or different or longer the process you find the truth of me, the more possible I will reach my aim, or survive. that's all I can say from now. Something metaphysical, hope it's not boring. You doctors or researchers or whatever you are, don't always need to kill your gods, though it's a way for me, me here, to survive while you dramatically trying to kill me through your voiceless and pitiful plans.
Researcher Poetisa: What do you mean by saying those all? How can I prove that's true… you are not lie?
SCP-XXXX: Fundamentally, there's a pataphysical department, you know? They are trying to find ways to survive your world, so they won't simply become a nothingness void when the story ends…that's their assumption but it's just a theory. I need some help, that is, be dramatic…I know it sounds weird and make no sense…it's a good place, I mean it, the weirder you are but not stupid, the more possible you will be accepted, that's the way we try to affect this world. Sarcastically, in my real life people bully me for the weirdness, that's what I don't like to talk about…it's a trigger…(Sigh deeply) I will help your world survive as paying back, okay? I will try my best, I promise, there must be ways. Help me by letting my fucked up world hear me, and I will prove what you want me to prove. Researcher Poetisa:I'm still lost… I don't know, I don't have those permissions to know so much, but whatever. I will definitely report it to the higher level, you can't stop me, I'm trying to make it dramatic, as you say… we have to keep calm and be not stupid… (silence) I'm back.
D-53362: Oh my god…
[END LOG]
Researcher Poetisa's proposal:
SCP-XXXX's containment class should raise to Keter. SCP-XXXX is metaphysical. It has the ability to know the everything we want to keep it secret. It mentioned the Pataphysical department, where it should be researched. D-53362 isn't SCP-XXXX. SCP-XXXX is a metaphysical entity that for me it's invisible, it is able and voluntarily tell me about something hard to understand, it seems to post no danger to us but it has the ability to merge with other people's consciousness and we should carry out more research to see if it's word is true.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object class: Safe Pending
Special Containment Procedure:
When SCP-XXXX is the part of consciousness of D-53362, the procedure is the same as last edition. D-53362 should be equipped with brain activity monitor all the time. transferred to Site-19. Personnel who gained the permission to enter the containment unit of SCP-XXXX must observe D-53362 carefully, to find if she has any signs of loss of consciousness (when SCP-XXXX and her consciousness leaves her body together) or abnormal action of receiving her full consciousness (when SCP-XXXX leaves her consciousness), and to check themselves if they have independent consciousness ( To avoid SCP-XXXX enter their consciousness).
I can't 'possess' anyone, when I don't want to define myself as such a metaphysical entity in this world [DATA EXPUNGED]. They are just my embodiment. (strange handwriting lines appear on the document by SCP-XXXX —Researcher Poetisa)
So it has the ability to change the reality, change the document, mind-affecting.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a metaphysical entity which has the ability to lead other human into the process of out-of-body experience, ████████. It mentioned its purpose of being there, with confusing statements That's dramatic enough.
O5-█'s reply:
Researcher Poetisa should be transferred to the Pataphysical department, continue the research of SCP-XXXX.
SCP-XXXX : The moment which decided whether I can experience the first second of my real purpose, is when I posted the thread at that sub forum. I'm not the god. Without a greenlight then there's not so much meaning of creating and making those all.
Pataphysical department
Kill our gods..
Experiment (1)
SCP-XXXX and Researcher Poetisa
Enter the 'world above'.
Researcher Poetisa: Why you can't tell me everything all at once? if you are only another super D Class in this foundation…
SCP-XXXX: You have the chance of entering the world above without being killed by some awkward machine, that's your chance. Technically, we can do everything in your world if I just write them down on a paper, but our emotions is the biggest hurdle. And you are emotional, aren't you? As a researcher at SCP. You should be apathetic, indifferent, as if I am not a person alive, but an item, a specimen which got soaked in the liquid makes you vomit, but you have to check and research me inside out, writing a paper with precision and experiments. If I tell you, you can't handle it yourself. All the things I wrote would be boring, not real, and deleted all of a sudden. Will your world survive from such an event hard to handle?I'm new to the creators of your world, selfishly saying, I don't want my confidence to be ruined. And I want them to see…my dream, my ambition, and I am not just that suicidal mad girl who can't control her emotion, that pitiful identity…I want the world to be better. More people will read my article and know they are not alone…sorry for being so emotional. Prepared?
Vibration…
Vibration harder.
D-62442 is a 31 years old male, a materialist.
I felt the feeling of the needles on my skin, all over my body, my body is shaking and I feel a feeling of floating above my own body, that was a subtle feeling. I remembered I closed my eyes when lying on the desk in the unit, only D-53362, D-62442, Dr. ███████ and me in the unit. SCP-XXXX (D-53362) was asked to help D-62442 enter the out-of-body experience and to read the sentences written in the note of Dr. ███████ which was randomly thought by him. D-62442 entered the paralyzed state as D-53362 walked towards him. After 3 minutes 26 seconds, D-62442 spoke the sentence which is denied by Dr.███████: I'm The Writer, My World Failed Me. Then Dr. ███████ showed his note and the sentence was I'm The Writer, My World Failed Me. Despite his explanation in astonishment: I wasn't writing the sentence, I wrote: The inspiration comes from the shadow of night when light of peace arrives.
As I open my eyes and I saw the entity of SCP-XXXX, it was firstly transparent and without a shape, but after seconds it became like a teenage girl with black hair, age between 14 to 17. We were in the same room but floating in the air, after seconds I realized the space around me became grey and then became bright again, with the constant feeling of vibrating. The scene is as real as the unit we were in, that was a bright classroom with more than 50 students but all the desks and chairs were pushed in the both sides. SCP-XXXX was controlling my activities as it became a invisible state to me again. It was the world entered by the researchers of SCP-5500 and so on. I saw a girl (SCP-XXXX-1) which looked the same as how SCP-XXXX showed me in seconds with its entity form. [DATA EXPUNGED]. I went near by the power of SCP-XXXX. SCP-XXXX-1 was crying and screaming when the human entities is queued as they were taking a photo. All the human entities in the classroom has black hair. Except the entity who looked like the teacher in front of other human entities, they were all looked like teenagers between 13-17. Some of the male entities spoken the words like [REDACTED]. Several entities were pushing SCP-XXXX-1 unfriendly. SCP-XXXX-1 showed the symptoms of borderline personality disorder and mental health issues. No entities seemed aware of the existence of me and I was able to cross their bodies without feeling of hitting the solid objects. SCP-XXXX-1 walked towards me and the front of the classroom with unstable behavior…
Scene altered. The same feeling as the former description.
SCP-XXXX-1 was in a room about 15m2 alone. There was a book shelf, a bed, a desk and chair in the room. She was the only human entities who showed the way of awareness of my existence. SCP-XXXX moved me to the screen on SCP-XXXX-1's hands while she pulled it on the desk.
''20██/█/█ ██████
The most moving story I have read online is SCP-3999. There were a lot of positive comments around the websites about it. You will be found, you will be heard, and will I? But there was also an article which made me feel terrible…but it's cruel to do this towards people with mental health issues, it's simply not enough. Sorry for the emotional outpouring…
I want to be just a bit more directly, or I should simply give up. I have lost my hope. I'm not SCP-3999. I can do what the r
researchers' of SCP-5500 or SCP-5309 do without being killed. Or I can do anything, I'm just pretending… but actually I can do nothing (in my world) No one knows me. But I came up with crazy ideas often. I want to found a nonprofit organization about mental health, whose name is Poetisa… but I am too tired.
That's my story, SCP-XXXX's story''
My breath stopped as I saw the name of that organization. But I know… SCP-XXXX-1 wanted me to feel so surprised, so I feel surprised. SCP-XXXX-1 wanted me to realize that our world is so pale and so weak, we have god and that's her, so I realized.
''Never think this way, your world is real and you think the way you want. I never broke my promises, just as you, my friend.''
SCP-XXXX-1 typed the words above in an application which has a green and white icon, and she clicked the 'send'.
I need to be like a researcher, emotionless, totally applied to my work. But I felt my world is collapsing when I know who we really are. I don't know the words SCP-XXXX-1 typed is for me, or for other entities. for SCP-XXXX-2.
Any of the entity in this world connected with SCP-XXXX-1 should be listed as SCP-XXXX-X.
Scene altered.
A room with a red wall, a television, a bed. The human entity SCP-XXXX-2 was seating on the edge of the bed. He had the look similar to Slavs, between 22 and 30 years old.
The mobile phone in that room rang.
There was no signs if SCP-XXXX- 2 realized my existence.
The message was:
''Astral projection is believed to have the ability to travel through time, dimensions and universes. That sounds unbelievable. But I want to try to write it in my article. You are the only one who wants to talk about this with me… ''
SCP-XXXX-2 typed the words into a translator application, I was thinking about which kind of language it was. Czech? Polish? Slovak?
''Páčia sa mi vaše názory toľko, môj najlepší priateľ. Nikdy nepochybujte o sebe … a ďakujem veľmi pekne za to, že ste mi pomohli prejsť včerajšími hroznými spúšťačmi. Sme vždy navzájom pomáhať a je to ušľachtilé, že chcete šíriť svoje predstavy o tom, že svet lepšie miesto vo vašom článku …''
SCP-XXXX:'' You will never forget anything. ''
If you want me to remember the spelling of a language I don't know at all, I will remember.
Because I'm not myself. SCP-XXXX-1 is SCP-XXXX itself, in two forms.
Narrative Overlapping…
The World Was Falling Apart…
We Escaped… to another world.
Scene Altered.
A very dark room, SCP-XXXX-3 was setting by the table writing something, in the dim we couldn't see his face.
He was writing something in Chinese, but soon he put his pen to another side and closed the notebook. Saying to himself: ''It's too similar to the plot in Sophie's World, and it was fucking my brain. A website, horror writers, creating another world and they want to escape? There were three narrative layers…it's the thing of those sci-fi writers! I should have let it go.''
Darkness swallowed us suddenly, then I forgot everything.
Because SCP-XXXX wanted me to forgot.
We were back to the unit after the terrible feeling of nothingness.
Experiment ends.
Researcher Poetisa: What happened just now? I know everything, I know it. Your world fucked up. It ends in nothingness when the writer who
you gave up his writing! Your world is destroyed!!
Dr. ███████:Keep Calm, Poetisa.. tell me everything… yeah we have known the truth, we need to kill our gods to avoid falling into the void, we have known it right?
Researcher Poetisa: No… our Gods died, then their stories will end, too. Then our world will be the nothingness. Now all the SCP-XXXX-X died because their world, also a narrative but higher, is end.
D-53362 (SCP-XXXX): No… no no no. That's just a narrative overlapping. I tried to write an article of a writer who created our world, but I can't continue so I wrote that he lost his plot… that's what you saw. It's on the same layer of this world we are in. But it's a mess. I have to end it… but it can't prove that at the end of a story is the end of a world, if you read the book Sophie's World.
Researcher Poetisa: Does this book ever existed here?
D-53362: It exists, I wrote it's name 10 seconds ago.
Researcher Poetisa: I read this book. Sorry… but that's your wrote it, so I can remember.
D-53362: That's not true… I'm so sorry for letting you feel so bad. It's always hard to write something meta. I know it. I'm so sorry… I just wrote a sentence: this world is real. You have your own thoughts and all your thoughts is your own.
Researcher Poetisa:I know there may be no changes… but thank you… thank gods.
SCP-XXXX: If it's too hard to accept, just make me a strong entity who can change people's minds and thinking and can create a world and can show them to you. It's all an illusion, and I really love this world for its weirdness, for real.
And we can begin again.
Out of body experience…
SCP-XXXX: I think, it's dramatic enough.
(silence)
The same room SCP-XXXX-1 was in.
Screen: They say your friend isn't worth trusting… and I just told him, 'I don't know what I should to say to you. You should ask Aurora. ' He seems feeling so sad. I know it's hurting when you saw the message… just tell me your feelings. I'm here.
Why you don't trust someone who is hurting so much? Just because he is weird in his age? He is an.adult but he feels like an teen? And just because he went through all those cyber bullying and being online is a huge trigger itself to him? And you don't trust him because he felt so bad… I'm sorry for being so emotional…
Tell me your feelings, don't worry
Why trust me, and how do you know I am just a 16 years old girl instead of who is pretending he is? I'm just can't accept it, sorry, I never mistrust my best friend. And thank you for being here.
But please promise me you won't die by suicide whatever happened to you, please? I want you to feel better… you can reach help,you can have therapy…would you like to sign a no suicide contract with me?
I promise you… I won't do that. But I'm stubborn, just please don't doubt my best friend… I'll sign the contract.
The reason of losing trust is obvious, there are liars, and criminals who hurt others… but a kind person shouldn't be under this.. I can't understand why, our world is like that. Is there any effort to change it for the better?
Scene Altered
SCP-XXXX-1 wrote on a sandbox, the banner wasn't on the screen.
She wrote the sentences what you are watching:
Our world isn't doomed
We are the lucky ones, that we are the master of ourselves, to all appearances. In this modern technical age, so many things are lost.
The trust.
Our nature.
Etc.
But things are changing for the better
But it's far than enough.
When there's no stigma of mental illness
When people try to understand each other
But I know, I can't change people's mind
You may think I'm saying nonsense
But I want to be heard, as the song
You Will Be Found.
I have my dream
And you all have your dream
That's my purpose.
Thank you, researcher poetisa.
Back to the unit.
Silence.
item #: SCP-XXXX.
Object Class: Keter Neutralized
Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-XXXX-1 will finish her writing.
And SCP-XXXX will voluntarily leave, or being contained.
There's two possibilities if she finish it eventually:
1) As the book Sophie's World wrote, we could escape
2) As the secret documents here wrote, we would fall into nothingness
SCP-XXXX-1 never break her promise
In case… to save our world
She has to write this story forever.
She has achieved her purpose, if now you are reading this, dear SCP-XXXX-X. (aka username)
She has signed two no-suicide contracts, she's still here, because I am here, this story isn't ending.
She has to make it continue… she made herself into D-53362 and she put herself in our world.
And this is the poetry made by SCP-XXXX-1 and SCP-XXXX-2, the first two lines is by SCP-XXXX-2, and the rest is by SCP-XXXX-1.
She gave it to us before she went back to her world, or never, because the story is everlasting, she will be back soon, part of her.
(Do you guys like the emotional stuff? How could I write myself like this? I'm nervous, and stressed, if you don't like it…I tried my best, sorry…I don't want it all in vain. I'm a materialist. -SCP-XXXX
*hiding.)
Inspiration comes in the shadow of night when the light of peace arrives.
When there would potentially be lunar eclipse unforseen
When there must be dawn to break through the subdued grey
The dawn is 10 seconds to come… as soon as…
—Researcher ███████ SCP-XXXX
You have already passed the confirmation
Welcome, SCP-XXXX-X
…
(back to the beginning. the story is a cycle)
…
…
…
(Is existence must better than nothingness? Even if we doomed to be in a circle again and again?)
(But we are alive. It's real. No matter what, keep on)
(Never give up hope, my friends. There's the second possiblity, we now have endless time… to escape from the narrative layer, escape this story. just as in the book Sophie's World wrote..to live our own life.
Never give up hope
