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Wow! You flipped a card and got: Ma there's a weird fuckin cat outside!!! You ca reload the page or go to the next.
DATE: 15 Jun 2021 17:20

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe/Euclid/Keter

Special Containment Procedures: [Paragraphs explaining the procedures]

Description: cat

Addendum: [Optional additional paragraphs]

Wow! You flipped a card and got: Ekronak, Ecronak 2!!! You ca reload the page or go to the next.
DATE: 15 Jun 2021 15:23

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        height: 30px;
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@media (min-width: 768px) {
 
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    .mobile-top-bar li {
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/*
    Penumbra Theme
    [2020 Wikidot Theme]
    By EstrellaYoshte
    Based on:
       Paperstack Theme by EstrellaYoshte
       Ad Astra Theme by NatVoltaic and stormbreath
       Inkblot Theme by Croquembouche
       Anderson Robotics Theme by Croquembouche
       BHL Style Collapsible by Monkatraz
*/
 
@import url('https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Josefin+Sans:wght@700&display=swap');
@import url('https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Roboto&display=swap');
@import url(https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Fira+Code&display=swap);
 
#page-content { font-size: .9rem; }
 
body {
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    color: #EDEDED;
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}
 
#main-content {
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/* ---- SCROLLBAR ---- */
 
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}
 
::-webkit-scrollbar-track {
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}
 
::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb {
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}
 
::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:hover {
  background: var(--accentColor);
}
 
/* ---- HEADER ---- */
 
div#container-wrap {
     background-image: none;
}
div#header {
    background-image: none;
}
 
div#extra-div-1 {
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    width: 100%;
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}
 
#header h1, #header h2 { margin-left: 0; float: none; text-align: center; }
/* Move the subtitle down a smidge */
#header h2 { margin-top: 0.45rem; }
/* Hide the existing text */
#header h1 span, #header h2 span { font-size: 0; display: none; }
/* Style the new text */
#header h1 a::before, #header h2::before {
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  font-family: 'Josefin Sans', sans-serif;
  text-shadow: none;
}
/* Set the new text's content from variable */
#header h1 a::before {
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  font-weight: 300;
  font-size: 1.3em;
}
#header h2::before {
  content: var(--header-subtitle, "SECURE - CONTAIN - PROTECT");
  font-weight: 600;
  font-size: 1.22em;
}
 
#login-status {
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}
#login-status a {
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}
#login-status ul a {
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}
 
#account-topbutton{
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}
 
#footer, #footer a {
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}
#license-area {
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}
 
#search-top-box {
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    right: 8px;
}
#search-top-box-form > input[type=submit] {
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    background: #21252E!important;
    box-shadow: none;
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    color: #ededed;
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#search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:hover {
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    box-shadow: none;
    color: var(--accentColor);
}
#search-top-box-form > input[type=text] { display: none; }
 
/* ---- TOP BAR ---- */
 
#top-bar { 
     top: 8.4rem;
     display: flex;
     justify-content: center;
     right: 0;
}
@media (max-width: 768px) {
    .mobile-top-bar {
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         justify-content: center;
         max-width: 100%;
         width: 100%;
         left: 0;
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}
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     transition: color 0s;
}
#top-bar ul li ul {
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}
#top-bar ul li.sfhover ul li a,
#top-bar ul li:hover ul li a {
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}
#top-bar ul li.sfhover a,
#top-bar ul li:hover a {
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}
#top-bar ul li.sfhover a:hover,
#top-bar ul li:hover a:hover {
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    color: var(--accentColor);
    transition: color 0.1s linear;
}
 
/* ---- SIDE BAR ---- */
 
div#side-bar{
    background: #21252E;
    clear: both;
    padding: .8em;
    border-radius: 0;
    box-shadow: none;
    overflow-x: hidden;
}
 
#side-bar .heading{
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    font-family: 'Josefin Sans', sans-serif;
    font-size: 0.94rem;
    border-bottom: solid 1px #ededed;
}
#side-bar .side-block {
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    box-shadow: none;
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}
#side-bar .side-block.resources {
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}
.side-block .menu-item > .image {
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}
 
#top-bar div.open-menu a {
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    box-shadow: none;
    color: var(--accentColor);
    background-color: #21252E;
    border: solid 1px #21252E;
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@media (max-width: 767px) {
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        margin: 0 5%;
        border-left: none;
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    #page-title {
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        left: -18.6em;
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    #side-bar:target {
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        box-shadow: none;
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    #side-bar .close-menu {
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    #page-content > hr, #page-content > .list-pages-box > .list-pages-item > hr {
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    #side-bar {
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    #side-bar .heading {
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    #search-top-box {
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}
 
/* ---- TABS ---- */
 
/* ---- YUI TAB BASE ---- */
.yui-navset .yui-nav a,.yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav a{background-color:inherit;background-image:inherit}.yui-navset .yui-nav a:hover,.yui-navset .yui-nav a:focus{background:inherit;text-decoration:inherit}.yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a,.yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a:focus,.yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a:hover{color:inherit;background:inherit}.yui-navset .yui-nav,.yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav{border-color:inherit}.yui-navset li{line-height:inherit}
 
/* ---- YUI TAB CUSTOMIZATION ----*/
 
 .yui-navset .yui-nav,
 .yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav{
     display: flex;
     flex-wrap: wrap;
     width: calc(100% - .125rem);
     margin: 0 auto;
     border-color: var(--accentColor);
     box-shadow: none;
}
 .yui-navset .yui-nav a, /* ---- Link Modifier ---- */
 .yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav a{
     color: #ededed;
     font-weight: bold;
    /* ---- Tab Background Colour | [UNSELECTED] ---- */
     background-color: #21252E;
     border: unset;
     box-shadow: none;
     box-shadow: none;
     transition: background-color 0.15s linear;
}
 .yui-navset .yui-nav a:hover,
 .yui-navset .yui-nav a:focus{
     color: #ededed;
    /* ---- Tab Background Colour | [HOVER] ---- */
     background-color: var(--accentColor);
}
 .yui-navset .yui-nav li, /* ---- Listitem Modifier ---- */
 .yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav li{
     position: relative;
     display: flex;
     flex-grow: 2;
     max-width: 100%;
     margin: 0;
     padding: 0;
     color: #ededed;
     background-color: #21252E;
     border-color: transparent;
     box-shadow: none;
}
 .yui-navset .yui-nav li a,
 .yui-navset-top .yui-nav li a,
 .yui-navset-bottom .yui-nav li a{
     display: flex;
     align-items: center;
     justify-content: center;
     width: 100%;
}
 .yui-navset .yui-nav li em{
     border: unset;
}
 .yui-navset .yui-nav a em,
 .yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav a em{
     padding: .35em .75em;
 
     text-overflow: ellipsis;
     overflow: hidden;
     white-space: nowrap;
}
 .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected, /* ---- Selection Modifier ---- */
 .yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav .selected{
     flex-grow: 2;
     margin: 0;
     padding: 0;
    /* ---- Tab Background Colour | [SELECTED] ---- */
     background-color: var(--accentColor);
}
 .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a,
 .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a em{
     border: none;
}
 .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a{
     width: 100%;
     color: #21252E;
     font-weight: bold;
}
 .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a:focus,
 .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a:active{
     color: #21252E;
     background-color: var(--accentColor);
}
 .yui-navset .yui-content {
    background-color: #21252E;
    box-shadow: none;
}
 .yui-navset .yui-content,
 .yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-content{
     padding: .5em;
     border: none;
}
 
/*---- TAB ANIMATION by Croquembouche ---- */
 
.yui-navset .yui-content > div {
    display: block;
    top: 0;
    overflow: hidden;
    transform-origin: 0 0;
}
 
#page-content .yui-navset .yui-content > div[style*="none"] {
    display: block !important;
    flex: 0;
    max-height: 0;
    padding: 0 0.5em;
    border-width: 0;
    /* The following transition affects the one that DISAPPEARS */
    transition: padding 0s linear 0.5s,
          border-width 0s linear 0.5s,
          flex 0.5s cubic-bezier(.18,.51,.54,.9) 0s;
    animation: tab-disappear 0.5s ease-in-out 0s 1 both;
}
#page-content .yui-navset .yui-content > div[style*="block"] {
    display: block !important;
    flex: 1;
    max-height: 9999rem;
    /* The following transition affects the one that APPEARS */
    transition: padding 0s linear 0.5s,
          border-width 0s linear 0.5s,
          flex 0.5s cubic-bezier(.18,.51,.54,.9) 0.5s;
    animation: tab-appear 0.5s ease-in-out 0.5s 1 both;
}
 
@keyframes tab-disappear {
    0% { max-height: 9999rem; }
    1% { max-height: 100vh; }
    100% { max-height: 0; }
}
@keyframes tab-appear {
    0% { max-height: 0; }
    99% { max-height: 100vh; }
    100% { max-height: 9999rem; }
}
 
/* ---- INFO BAR ---- */
 body{
     --barColour: #21252E;
     --linkColour: #ededed;
}
 
 .info-container .collapsible-block-content{
     padding: 0 .5em 30px;
}
 .info-container .collapsible-block-content .wiki-content-table{
     width: 100%;
}
 
/* Ayer's info-bar patch by Monkatraz */
#page-content .info-container .collapsible-block-folded, #page-content .info-container .collapsible-block-unfolded-link  {
    width: 100%;
    max-width: 100%;
    margin: 0 auto;
    padding: 0;
    box-shadow: none;
}
#page-content .info-container .collapsible-block-link::before, #page-content .info-container .collapsible-block-unfolded-link::before  {
    content: " ";
    display: none;
}
#page-content .info-container .collapsible-block-content::after {
    display: none;
}
 
/* ---- INFO PANE ---- */
 
#page-content .creditRate{
     margin: unset;
     margin-top: 4px;
     margin-bottom: 4px;
     margin-right: 3px;
}
#page-content .rate-box-with-credit-button {
    background-color: #21252E;
    border: solid 2px #21252E;
    border-radius: 0;
    box-shadow: 3px 0px 0px 0px var(--accentColor);
}
#page-content .rate-box-with-credit-button .creditButton p a {
    border-left-color: transparent;
}
 
#page-content .rate-box-with-credit-button .page-rate-widget-box .cancel {
    border-radius: 0;
}
#page-content .rate-box-with-credit-button .page-rate-widget-box .rate-points {
    border-left: 0;
}
 
.rate-box-with-credit-button .page-rate-widget-box .cancel a:hover {
    border-radius: 0;
}
 
#page-content .rate-box-with-credit-button .fa-info {
     color: #ededed;
}
#page-content .rate-box-with-credit-button .fa-info:hover {
     color: var(--accentColor);
}
 
#page-content .creditButtonStandalone p a {
    background-color: #21252E;
    border: solid 2px #21252E;
    border-radius: 0;
    box-shadow: 3px 0px 0px 0px var(--accentColor);
    color: #ededed;
}
#page-content .creditButtonStandalone p a:hover {
    color: var(--accentColor);
}
 
#page-content .modalbox {
     background: #2F333C !important;
     color: #ededed;
     box-shadow: none;
}
.close-credits,
.credit-back {
    filter: grayscale(100%) invert(100%) contrast(275%);
}
 
/* ---- PAGE RATING ---- */
 
.page-rate-widget-box {
     margin: unset;
     border-radius: 0;
     border: solid 2px #21252E;
     box-shadow: 3px 0px 0px 0px var(--accentColor);
     background-color: #21252E;
     margin-top: 4px;
     margin-bottom:4px;
     margin-right: 3px;
}
 
.page-rate-widget-box .rate-points {
    background-color: #21252E !important;
    border: none;
    color: #ededed !important;
    text-transform: capitalize;
}
.page-rate-widget-box .rateup,
.page-rate-widget-box .ratedown {
    background-color: #21252E;
    border-top: none;
    border-bottom: none;
}
.page-rate-widget-box .rateup a,
.page-rate-widget-box .ratedown a {
    background: transparent;
    color: #ededed;
}
.page-rate-widget-box .rateup a:hover,
.page-rate-widget-box .ratedown a:hover {
    background: #21252E;
    color: var(--accentColor);
}
.page-rate-widget-box .cancel {
    background: transparent;
    background-color: #21252E;
    border: none;
}
.page-rate-widget-box .cancel a {
    color: #ededed;
}
.page-rate-widget-box .cancel a:hover {
    background: #21252E;
    color: var(--accentColor);
}
 
/* ---- PAGE ELEMENTS ---- */
 
.page-source, tt{ 
    font-family: "Fira Code", monospace;
    font-size: 0.87rem;
}
 .code pre, .code p, .code {
    font-family: "Fira Code", monospace;
    font-size: 0.87rem;
    color: #21252E;
}
 
h1 {
    color: var(--accentColor);
    font-family: 'Josefin Sans', sans-serif;
    font-weight: bold;
}
h2,
h3,
h4,
h5,
h6 {
    color: #EDEDED;
    font-family: 'Josefin Sans', sans-serif;
    font-weight: bold;
}
 
#page-title {
    color: #ededed;
    font-family: 'Josefin Sans', sans-serif;
    font-size: 1.65rem;
    text-align: center;
    border-color: #ededed;
}
 
/* Clicky links */
a,
a.newpage,
a:visited,
#side-bar a:visited {
    color: var(--accentColor);
    transition: color 0.15s linear;
}
a:hover, a.newpage:hover, a:visited:hover, #side-bar a:visited:hover {
    color: #ffffff;
    text-decoration: none;
    background-color: var(--accentColor);
}
a.newpage { filter: hue-rotate(180deg); }
 
/* patch for sidebar media, collapsibles, ACS, info button and ayers module so link doesn't override */
#page-content .collapsible-block-folded a:hover, #page-content .collapsible-block-unfolded-link a:hover, #page-content .rate-box-with-credit-button .fa-info:hover, #side-bar .side-block.media a:hover, .danger-diamond a:hover {
    background: transparent;
}
.info-container .collapsible-block-folded .collapsible-block-link, .info-container .collapsible-block-link {
    background: var(--linkColour) !important;
}
 
hr{
    background-color: var(--accentColor);
}
 
blockquote,
div.blockquote,
#toc {
    background-color: #21252E;
    border: solid 2px #2F333C;
    box-shadow: -3px 0px 0px -0.1px var(--accentColor);
}
 
.code {
    background-color: #F8F8F8;
    border: solid 3px #2F333C;
    box-shadow: none;
}
.scp-image-block {
    border: solid 8px #21252E;
    border-bottom: solid 0px #21252E;
    box-shadow: 0px 0.26rem 0px 0px var(--accentColor);
    box-sizing: border-box;
}
.scp-image-block .scp-image-caption {
    background-color: #21252E;
    border: solid 4px #21252E;
    color: #ededed;
    font-size: 0.84rem;
}
.scp-image-block.block-left { margin-left: 0; }
.scp-image-block.block-right { margin-right: 0; }
@media (max-width: 540px) {
  .scp-image-block.block-left, .scp-image-block.block-right {
    float: none; clear: both; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;
  }
}
 
#page-content .wiki-content-table tr th {
    border: solid 1px var(--accentColor);
    color: var(--accentColor);
    background-color: #21252E;
    /* set border for table title */
}
#page-content .wiki-content-table tr td {
    border: solid 1px var(--accentColor);
    /* set border for table content */
}
 
/* fancy collapsible */
#page-content .collapsible-block-folded, #page-content .collapsible-block-unfolded-link {
    background: #21252E;
    transition: background 0.25s linear;
    padding-top: 0.5rem;
    padding-bottom: 0.5rem;
    padding-left: 1rem;
    padding-right: 1rem;
    width: min-content;
    white-space: nowrap;
    overflow: hidden;
    margin: auto;
    box-sizing: border-box;
}
#page-content .collapsible-block-folded .collapsible-block-link::before {
    content: "▷ ";
}
#page-content .collapsible-block-unfolded .collapsible-block-link::before {
    content: "▽ ";
}
#page-content .collapsible-block-link {
    text-decoration: none;
    color: #ededed;
    font-weight: bold;
}
#page-content .collapsible-block-folded:hover, #page-content .collapsible-block-unfolded-link:hover {
    background: var(--accentColor);
}
#page-content .collapsible-block-unfolded-link {
    box-shadow: 0px -0.26rem 0px 0px var(--accentColor);
}
#page-content .collapsible-block-folded, #page-content .collapsible-block-unfolded-link {
    margin-top: 10px;
    margin-bottom: 10px;
}
 
/* Selection */
::selection {
    background: var(--accentColor);
    color: #ffffff;
}
 
/* Footnotes */
.hovertip {
    font-size: .9rem;
    background-color: #21252E !important;
    border: solid 1px var(--accentColor) !important;
}
.footnotes-footer {
    background-color: #21252E;
    padding-left: 1.4rem;
    padding-right: 1.4rem;
    padding-bottom: 1.5rem;
    box-shadow: -0.24rem 0px 0px 0px var(--accentColor);
}
.footnotes-footer .title {
    color: #ededed;
}
.footnote .f-footer, .equation .e-footer, .reference .r-footer {
    display: none;
}
 
/* Tags */
#main-content .page-tags a {
    margin-top: .18rem;
}
.page-tags span {
    border-top: 1px solid #ededed;
}
 
/* Pop-Up Windows */
.owindow {
    background-color: #21252E;
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The contents of this page have been modified by an unauthorized user. Cognitohazards may be present in the following file. RAISA has been contacted. Peruse at your own risk.

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The population of Washington D.C. evacuating shortly after SCP-XXXX.

Special Containment Procedures: Due to the global nature of SCP-XXXX, all instances of SCP-XXXX-A are to be monitored at all times by Foundation operatives and contained within their respective legislative facilities. The surrounding area extending to ten kilometers from the facilities is to be evacuated. Any and all references to the incidents that have so far been caused by SCP-XXXX must be expunged and their witnesses amnesticized. Close cooperation must be conducted with Global Occult Coalition operatives in order to prevent the veil of normalcy from breaking. Contact must also be maintained with the leaders of the affected nations. As such, personnel are expected to exercise caution when containing SCP-XXXX-A instances, due to concerns by world governments about the subjects' wellbeing. Lethal action is not authorized under any circumstances.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a spontaneous global phenomenon that affects the members of 54 of the world’s legislative assemblies. On 12/16/2019 at 1:23 PM, affected government officials (henceforth referred to as SCP-XXXX-A) have been reported to begin exhibiting erratic and extremely violent behavior, disrupting all legislative operations. No discernible cause has yet been found for the phenomenon.

12/16/2019

The day of release. Fuck that movie.

The mood in the O5 council chamber was tense. Extremely so.

One had called the emergency meeting as soon as dire news came through from both their operatives and the GOC, going hand-in-hand with everything else that’s happened in the last three hours.

Everything was moving far too fast for their liking. Information lockdown efforts were holding, but they didn’t know for how long. The same thing went for the leaders of all the affected countries. If just one decided to squeal…

Aanya decided not to think about that. Her Public Outreach already had their hands full. She checked her watch. It displayed the time as 1:10 AM- nearly twelve hours since the last incident of XXXX.

She looked around the council chamber. It was empty, emptier than usual- the recent incident had required the attention of many of their fellow overseers. Of the thirteen in the council, only five were present.

One was slowly preparing his papers, readying to give the briefing of the current situation to the other overseers. His hands shook with every movement, something that Aanya hadn’t seen in years. She remembered the times when he stood strong, then pursed her lips- those times were long past.

Two, Mann, was crossing his arms. She could tell that he was tense. His usual allies on the Council, Gears and Clef, were absent. That fact alone contributed to much of his nervousness. He was already furiously tapping his feet on the floor, while his right hand worried the large mustache on his upper lip. Aanya could only smile. The Mad Doctor, she thought. How we watched your career with great interest.

Three and Four – Gears and Clef - were both physically absent and attending remotely, having been assigned to the situations in Russia and Korea, respectively. The same went for Six, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven and Twelve, though they had their cameras off. She hoped they were still listening.

Maria Jones, O5-5, was biting her lip- Aanya could already see a bit of blood being drawn. Though she was often a stern and stony woman, the director of RAISA seemed to be letting her fear come to the fore, now. Even when Maria wasn’t directly involved with the efforts to contain XXXX, Aanya knew through the whispers in the grapevines that she had a relative in the Senate- though who, she didn’t know.

Last of all that were present in the council room was Seven, Jack Bright, and he was cranky. Personnel was just as busy as Public Outreach, and the recent XXXX incident had forced many of their operatives on the ground to relocate to other Sites and branches- relocations which Bright had to supervise himself. He wasn’t particularly happy about working with the GOC, either.

One cleared his throat.

“Alright,” He said, tenuously, yet still retaining his signature twang of authority. The weakness in his voice was obvious, though Aanya could tell that his mind was whirring with solutions. He turned on the slideshow on the screen to his left. “Let’s get to business.”

Immediately, all those present stood up in their seats. One had always insisted that they made themselves presentable before every meeting, in days long past. The mannerism still stuck, even now.

One began. He had the poise of an old and experienced professor, lecturing his students with strictness and authority. “I know all of you are familiar with today’s events, but let’s round this down.” His voice quivered. “On the sixteenth of December, 2019, at exactly 1:23 PM Seoul time, we received reports of a session of the National Assembly in South Korea being interrupted by a sudden outbreak of violence. Politicians were getting beaten by other politicians, shouting matches were the norm, and circular debates were being made.”

He coughed. “Under normal circumstances, we would have dismissed this as a particularly active Assembly session, but then we received reports of the same thing happening all over the world.”

He switched to the next slide. “One hour later, at 1:23 PM, the legislative branch of China exhibited the same behavior for no apparent reason. At that, we began to suspect that something was going on. The fact that this was an anomalous occurrence was confirmed when the legislative branch of the Philippines, Singapore and Malaysia all followed suit at the same time. Same violence, same goddamn nonsense. Prior to 1:23, all of the members would enter, regardless of their predetermined schedule. Once 1:23 strikes, violence erupts. Any attempts at stopping them end in failure, especially with their abilities and resistance to tranquilizers.”

“Any questions so far?” One said, looking from Overseer to Overseer with a piercing glare.

Aanya knew it was a strategy he used to keep their attention. No one dared ask One a question during a briefing. The first time anyone did was Mann, nearly ten years ago. She still smiled at the memory.

“Seven?” One said, looking at Bright.

Bright shrugged irritatedly. “Nah.”

“A surprise to be sure. A welcome one, in fact. Two?”

Mann looked up from his boot, then shook his head.

One nodded to himself. Though he was but a shadow of what he was, he still maintained a formidable presence.

“Good.” He turned to face the screen again. “Let’s continue.”

He switched to a slide showing the US Senate and Congress in utter pandemonium. “All in all, 54 countries in total had lost all control over their legislative branches, causing a great headache for us at the Foundation. We don’t know what started it, but we’ve made some measures to address it.” He switched to the next slide, showing the GOC logo.

“All of you know the deal we made with the GOC several hours ago, and the emergency vote that came with it. Twelve ayes, one nay.”

Bright averted his gaze immediately.

One continued. “We all know that even with our far-reaching influence and so-called unlimited power, we aren’t able to be everywhere at once. So, when we approved the proposal, we began to cooperate with the Global Occult Coalition on matters of containing and neutralizing the threat. With this, they requested twenty tons of our amnestic stock for information containment and two hundred of our personnel for assistance in containing the threat. Overall, not a large price.”

Bright sighed nearly inaudibly to her left.

He flashed to a picture of the South Korean National Assembly building being entered by operatives from the Global Occult Coalition and the Foundation. “This was our first operation: The National Assembly Building, in Seoul. Fifty operatives from our East Asian branch, sixty from the GOC.”

He flashed to another picture depicting the operation within. Assembly members could be seen attacking multiple operatives. “Each operative was armed with tranquilizer guns, in order to neutralize the instances of XXXX-A in a nonlethal manner. We hoped that this would put an end to the hysteria. Instead, it worsened it.”

“Assembly members attacked operatives, manifesting superhuman abilities the moment they were stopped from performing their… activities.” He showed a blurred picture taken from an operatives’ helmetcam, depicting another operative being beaten to death by a South Korean assemblyman. “Due to the absence of an approved kill order from the South Korean government as well as Command for both forces, our operatives had to retreat with multiple casualties. Seventeen injured, three dead. Right after we left, the XXXX-As resumed their activities.”

Bright grunted with irritation. "Like fighting up against higher ground." He muttered.

Aanya could only sigh in response. She herself agreed, though silently.

One’s gaze turned to Bright in the space of half a moment. “Do you have anything to contribute, Bright?” He said, the strength of his personality showing through his wheezing voice.

Bright stared at him. He bit his lip, trying to contain his frustration.

Bright winced, then spoke. “Couldn’t we have just told our operatives to… fucking knock them out? Beat them with batons? Riot guards do it, why can’t we?”

“Excellent question,” One said, placing his hand on the table. “But ultimately a foolish one. Though we are a secret organization, we are still beholden to what we serve…” He paused to breathe. “Humanity.”

One stared Bright down. The old rivalry between teacher and student was heavily apparent in the room. One was a pragmatist, a man willing to compromise between staying true to his values and saving the things that gave birth to those values. Bright was loyal to the Foundation and its purpose, embodying its original vision until the bitter end.

Bright didn’t respond, instead continuing to stare back at One.

“Right now, the governments of the humanity we serve do not wish to see their officials harmed.” One spoke, finally. “I do not agree with it, but it is the price we pay. These are still influential senators, congressmen, and assemblymen. Politicking is seen everywhere, and we must be wary of it, no matter our policy of staying out of international affairs. The GOC, being a part of the UN, is even more sensitive to it than us. I do hope that does not surprise you.”

A thick silence permeated through the room.

Aanya looked at Bright’s face- changing from frustration to anger to rage- then back down to submission. Even now, One’s personality dominated everything.

“I understand, Sir.” Bright said, leaning back in defeat. He sighed, and muttered something under his breath.

“Good.” One said, nodding. “Let’s resume.”

He turned back to the screen. “Due to the failure at the National Assembly in Seoul, we were forced to go back to the drawing board. Thirteen and her Public Outreach-“ he said, gesturing to Aanya, “were instrumental in our coordination with the Global Occult Coalition. Instead of containing them one-by-one, we opted to go for the information blackout, silencing witnesses and making sure not one of them squealed.”

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GOC and Foundation operatives under the guise of local law enforcement standing outside of the Capitol Building.

He switched to a slide that showed both GOC and Foundation operatives standing outside of the Capitol building. “Current story right now is that of a worldwide coordinated terrorist attack. The 54 governments who are affected by this have agreed to tell that story. Until such a time occurs that this blows over, we must stay vigilant. The Insurgency has been silent on this, and so has the Hand. It is only a matter of time before they make their move.” He stood up straight. Pain crossed his face. “End of briefing. You may now speak.”

The silence that followed was deafening. Everyone knew the gravity of being the one to speak first.

Aanya looked around. Everyone else had their arms crossed, pursing their lips. After One’s grave briefing, every single overseer was deep in thought.

Then, her phone vibrated. She got a text.

Aanya immediately went to get it, combing through her messages.

It was from one of her contacts in Seoul.

She tapped the screen to read it. The message (written in Korean) was short.

Assemblymen are exiting, they're attacking us. We need assistance as soon as possible.

Her heart sank. She immediately looked up. "One, what of the attack on the-"

“Excuse me, One,” Clef interrupted, his voice booming across the speakers of the room. “But the Blue House in Seoul has just sent us an urgent dispatch. Their National Assembly members are coming out of the building, but…”

One turned around quickly. “What?” The way he said the word was edged with surprise- and dread.

Clef responded. "Live feed from the ground is coming on now."

“Do it.” One said, his voice going low.

At that, Clef changed the screen to display a live feed from the Federal Assembly building.

GOC and Foundation operatives armed with riot gear.

The video was blurry, but showed just enough to cause fear in every single one of the onlooking overseers. In it, what seemed to be some twenty churning balls of flesh and bone rolled across the surface of the concrete outside the building. Both GOC and Foundation operatives were already drawing up to counter them, raising riot shields in the air as they prepared to fight.

As the balls got closer, Aanya realized that they weren’t just any normal skips- they were the assemblymen, still dressed in priceless suits, merged together as one large fleshy ball. She could hear them screeching and groaning in pain as they rolled across the concrete floor, their all-too human screams painful to hear. She could hear their bones cracking agonizingly as the ball moved, picking up speed as arms seemed to sprout from it to push it forward, breaking upon impact as they met the ground.

"JORJJJJJJJJ!" They shouted in unison. "JORRRRRRJJJJJJJJ!"

“Jesus Christ.” Aanya could hear Maria say, to her left. “What the hell are those?”

“We don't know.” Clef answered. “All we do know is that these are the assemblymen. All of them."

On the video feed, the balls picked up even more speed with each second, covering several meters in the span of a second. She could hear the operatives drawing their breaths as they closed the distance.

“Are we authorized to shoot them?!” She could hear an operative say in Korean.

“No!” Their superior shouted back. “We aren’t cleared to-“

Suddenly, the balls seemed to glow bright red with what seemed to be heat, the sheer temperature on their surface causing them to hum. They were extremely close now, and it would only take a few seconds until-

“HOLD FAST!” The commander said in the back. “HOLD DAMN FAST!”

Then, in that moment, the balls crashed into the operatives, burning through them like a hot knife through butter. Many died in an instant, being seared to a crisp under the balls’ charge, and even more fell to the ground with vaporized legs and torsos, crying out in agony. Even from her position, thousands of miles away, Aanya had no doubt that the smell would have been of burnt flesh.

The feed cut out, and the entire chamber was left in silence.

One gulped. Aanya had no doubt that he was afraid now- everyone was. The specter of a Broken Masquerade hung in the balance.

“Thirteen.” He said, looking at Aanya. His eyes were bloodshot, the deep wrinkles in his face getting even deeper by the second. “You may be excused- you must coordinate with the GOC. I have no doubt that the same will happen everywhere else. Find a way to stop this.”

Aanya nearly sprung from her seat at the command. She nodded. “Affirmative, O5-1.”

As she left, all she could hear was the Council collapsing into pandemonium- though unlike the assemblies that they were trying to contain, the noise and the arguments were all too normal.

12/17/2019

The day after.

The Korean National Assembly Building

Special Containment Procedures: Due to the global nature of SCP-XXXX, all instances of SCP-XXXX-B are to be monitored at all times, being intercepted when possible (see Addendum XXXX.01). As the risk of the Veil collapsing at this time is extremely high, caution is to be exercised with regards to the interception of SCP-XXXX-B instances. Should a group of SCP-XXXX-B instances be predicted to cross one or multiple population centers, all personnel within these population centers must be evacuated as soon as possible. To reduce the risk of breaking the Veil, under no circumstances are operatives assigned to SCP-XXXX-B allowed to capture or damage any of the instances.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a spontaneous global phenomenon that affects the members of 54 of the world’s upper legislative assemblies. On 12/17/2019, at 1:23 AM, affected government officials (henceforth referred to as SCP-XXXX-A) began to amalgamate as instances of SCP-XXXX-B.

SCP-XXXX-B is the designation for the combinatory amalgamations of multiple SCP-XXXX-A into roughly spherical blobs. The number of instances of SCP-XXXX-A in one instance of SCP-XXXX-B has been recorded to range from five to fifteen. SCP-XXXX-B instances achieve locomotion through the instances of SCP-XXXX-A within them using their limbs to push themselves across any given surface, allowing them to roll forward at speeds of up to 30 kilometers per hour. When faced with an aquatic obstruction, SCP-XXXX-B instances have been recorded to swim with a speed of up to 10 kilometers per hour.

All SCP-XXXX-B instances have been known to be nominally indestructible, capable of regenerating when damaged and reforming when split. When faced with an obstruction or threat, SCP-XXXX-B instances are capable of spontaneously elevating their temperature to a maximum of 4000 degrees Celsius through unknown means. This allows them the ability of being able to melt through all known materials, including steel, titanium, and tungsten. Despite their composition, such high temperatures do not produce any discernible effect on the SCP-XXXX-B instances.

Though SCP-XXXX-B instances initially seemed to possess no form of sentient intelligence, recent operations have proven that to be false. Along with being able to move as a single entity, SCP-XXXX-B instances have also shown to have some semblance of a gestalt consciousness¹ between all other instances, allowing them to coordinate movements and efforts to “free” other entities (See Addendum XXXX.01).

As of 12/17/2019, 5477 instances of SCP-XXXX-B have been known to exist.

Seogang Bridge immediately prior to the Seoul Operation

Addendum XXXX.01: Following the initial manifestations of SCP-XXXX-B and their breach of containment in Seoul, South Korea, a combination of Foundation and Global Occult Coalition forces amounting to two hundred operatives embarked on an operation to secure all instances before they exited the city limits of Seoul, chasing all instances across the recently locked-down Seogang Bridge. They were supplemented with three Apache attack helicopters and twenty Humvees. Due to the instances of SCP-XXXX-A within each SCP-XXXX-B instance being valuable to the Korean government, all operatives were told to only use lethal action when necessary, with the primary goal of the operation being containment.

The operation began with the deployment of Class A tranquilizers² by the operatives within the pursuing attack helicopters and Humvees. This proved to be ineffective. Following that, titanium mesh nets were deployed in order to apprehend each SCP-XXXX-B instance, which also proved to be ineffective when several SCP-XXXX-B instances moved in a coordinated manner to free each of the entrapped instances, melting through the titanium mesh. With the instances about to reach the end of the Seogang bridge, lethal action was authorized. Missiles and conventional weaponry were used on the instances to no avail, with damaged SCP-XXXX-B instances regenerating and reforming when possible.

Due to the risk of the Veil being broken, the Seoul operation was aborted, with all SCP-XXXX-B instances continuing to move across Seoul. In preparation for the containment of information regarding SCP-XXXX, much of the Seoul area in the path of the SCP-XXXX-B instances was evacuated, with all other population centers in the aforementioned path being evacuated as well. These included cities such as Namyangju, Gapyeong, Chuncheon, Inje, and Sokcho. Following their arrival at Sokcho, the instances began to move into the Sea of Japan in a northeastern direction.

With the same events transpiring in other affected countries, operational priority was changed to information and damage control rather than containment. Currently, all SCP-XXXX-B instances are estimated to be moving towards the West Coast of the United States.

The calls began shortly after Seoul.

“South Korea is requesting assistance with information control.” One called.

“China’s President is on the line!” The other said.

“Ma’am, the Philippine President is calling too.” That happened an hour later.

“India is asking about the Bs running through New Delhi.” This was major, and it hit close to home.

“Ma’am Delegate, several nations are speaking about cooperating with other Groups of Interest instead.” That was vital.

On and on the calls went, going from one head of state to another as requests for assistance, or information, or prioritization came in.

Aanya loved Public Outreach, but God was it tiring. Especially with 54 countries suddenly waking up to their legislative officials turning into little more than indestructible balls of meat.

Three nations had already sided with the Chaos Insurgency. Another five had begun talks with the Serpent's Hand. A few major ones were even talking about defunding the GOC and the Foundation altogether- something that Aanya was trying hard to prevent.

Then the blame games happened. In Asia. In Europe. The Americas. Africa. Oceania. On every continent was another conflict to solve, another disagreement, another diplomatic incident.

All she could do from her position was smile and wave, deftly navigating the rigors of international diplomacy in order to prevent worldwide escalation.

At least the GOC was cooperating— her counterpart there, Delegate Bulsara, was known to be a very considerate diplomat. He was doing everything he could on his end to stop any conflicts from happening.

Thank the gods for small blessings, Aanya thought to herself.

Still, the last two days had left her a hefty amount of work— she had to take back-to-back calls all day, making sure to smooth out this misunderstanding and that, soothe wounded egos, force heads of state to come to an understanding.

She hadn’t slept in the last forty-eight hours. Nothing had stressed her out this much since… ever. Even the early 2000s were less stressful than this.

There’s always a bigger fish, she thought. Her predecessor said that, having had to navigate through the bloodbath that was the Cold War. She was inclined to agree with him now.

Sighing with exhaustion, she put the telephone down. The American president was acquiring as to the anomalies on his country's soil. Bs were rampaging through DC at that very moment, and were ripe to go across the country to arrive at… whatever they wished to arrive at.

California, she thought, remembering what One said during another one of their emergency meetings. They’re heading towards somewhere in California.

Then, she heard a call come through- not on the telephone, but her personal smartphone.

She immediately scrambled to take it. There was only one person in the world that it could be.

She dragged the call sign to the center, and his majestic voice greeted her.

“Hello, there.” She said lovingly in Hindi. She hoped her exhaustion didn’t show through her voice.

“Aanya Laghari. Nice to hear your beautiful voice again.” Rajesh said, on the opposite side of the world. “Is your delegate work done yet? Padma is coming home from university. She wants to be able to see her grandmother for once.”

“Padma is in university already? My goodness, she's grown!” Aanya said, a wide smile on her face. “But work calls, sadly. The United Nations always needs peace kept.”

“How’s New York?” He said. “They’re treating you well at the UN?”

“Of course.” She smiled. He never ceased to ask her that question.

“I hope so, otherwise they’d have to face the mighty wrath of Professor Rajesh Laghari!” His voice grew deeper with that last part, as if he was a superhero. She still adored it, forty years into their marriage.

She chuckled. Only her husband could make her laugh like that. "You should have joined me in studying Political Science when we were in college."

"Oh," Rajesh said, chuckling back. "I'm not brave enough for politics."

“That’s a new line.” She responded. “A fine addition to-“

Her secretary called from her office. “Ma’am, there is something you need to see.”

She froze. Of all the damn times-

“It’s work, isn’t it?” Rajesh said. The note of disappointment in his voice caused Aanya’s heart to sink. “Go on. The world needs you. Especially now that tensions are rising."

“Rajesh…” Aanya began. “After this, I’ll call you back, alright?”

“Of course.”

“I love you.” She said.

“I love you too.” He answered. “Good night, my dear wife.”

The phone let out the sound that she hated the most- the sound of goodbye when things still needed to be said. It was outrageous. It was unfair. How the hell could she be one of the most powerful people in the Foundation and not even have the time to-

She gritted her teeth… and sighed.

She put the phone down.

Aanya looked to her secretary. “Alright,” She said. “What is it, Leonor?”

This is where the fun begins, she sarcastically thought to herself.

Leonor stayed silent for a few moments.

Aanya's chest started to go heavy. She didn't know why.

"What is it?" She said impatiently, trying to take out the fear from her voice.

Her hands began to shake. What the hell was taking her so long?

Her secretary’s response came seconds later.

“We're getting news of war in Asia and Europe, ma'am.” Leonor answered. Her voice was shaking. "Casualty numbers are just coming in. Three hundred military…"

Leonor took a breath. Aanya heard her suppress a sob.

"O-one thousand civilian. The news just came in when you were on the phone with the American president."

Aanya’s heart immediately sank.

She needed to call Bulsara at the GOC immediately.

Her fingers closed around the phone on her desk. I'm sorry, Rajesh. she thought.

5/4/2020

5 months after release.

The council chamber.

The council chamber was tense- somehow, even tenser than it was half a year ago.

To Aanya, those six months seemed like an eternity.

Nine hundred and fifty thousand dead in the past half-year. Millions displaced. Several nations on the brink of collapse, many more fighting wars that only a few wanted.

She sighed. To think that all of this was caused by a single anomaly.

She bit her lip. No use dwelling on it now.

One, once again, was piling up papers at the head of the table, ready to give a briefing on everything that’s transpired in the last six months.

It was just him, Aanya, Bright, and Clef in the room- four overseers in a council of thirteen.

The others were doing meetings elsewhere, trying to mitigate the political fallout of the recent conflicts. Bold, Ten, was off in the Middle East. Gears was coordinating with what was left of the GOC, helping with the last efforts of the organization at deescalation. Maria was indisposed, helping Disinformation with the most recent amnesticization efforts. Mann was in Korea. Kiryu, O5-12, was in Brazil.

Aanya rubbed her eyes. The bags under them grew deeper with every day, a consequence of not sleeping any more than three hours for five months. She was aware that she seemed to age 5 years in that time- it was just the hazard of being on the job.

She leaned back. Her bones felt wearier than ever. Her back seemed to crack with the pressure.

Bright, at least in his current body, seemed to be feeling it too- Personnel, like Public Outreach, did not have it good. The eternally pissed off look on his face was replaced with one of exhaustion, which Aanya took as a bad sign. Bright was never not pissed.

Clef was closing his eyes. Aanya doubted that he was actually sleeping, but Clef had just flown in from dealing with the aftermath of a particularly bad B “attack” in LA- the last blobs rolling in from places like Southeast Asia. He needed the rest.

Of all of them, though, the one who aged the most was One- already a venerable figure at seventy-nine, he seemed to have lost ten years just from the stress of pulling the Foundation together. The lines on his face were far deeper than when Aanya last saw him in person four months ago, and his hair seemed to be completely white. His arms were frail and bony as he ordered the papers.

One coughed. “Alright, let’s get this over with.” The presence in his voice was much diminished.

Each of the overseers wearily sat up.

One picked up the remote at his side, turning on the screen to display a static Foundation logo.

“I know all of you have not enjoyed these past five months,” One said, a ghost of a smile on his face. “But from here on out, we will go past everything that’s happened in that… damned period.” He looked at all of them. “Let’s start.”

The slide on the screen switched to a familiar picture- that of the blobs making their first move at Seoul.

"This all started with the blobs- XXXX-Bs, rolling across national borders, wreaking havoc, and forcing governments to find someone to blame for the 'terror attacks.'"

He pursed his lips. "And blame someone they did."

He looked straight at Aanya. “Despite our efforts to control the fallout, the governments who didn't know of our involvement wanted someone to pay. For many…" He took a breath. "…it was their neighbors. Within two months, global tensions were at an all-time high. Wars were starting. Old conflicts were reignited.”

He gave a sad chuckle. It came out strangled and weak. "We couldn't stop any of it."

Bright let out a resigned sigh. Clef could only look on.

One shook his head in defeat. “God, to think that we thought we could contain this.” His voice had lowered to nothing but a rasp. He coughed again. “After that, the GOC began the process that would eventually lead to their decline. They’d heavily antagonized the use of the destruction caused by the terrorists as causes for war. They were the first to take the brunt of the blame.”

He could only smile tiredly. “We suffered too, losing thirty percent of our income within two months of the start of the event. It was a shitshow from start to finish, something that pushed our Foundation to its limits.”

Then, he shrugged.

“But… we won. The Veil held up, the anomalous remained closed to the public, and the last of the Bs have made their way to their destination this morning, just in time for May the 4th.” His pale green eyes looked at them all. He smiled. It wasn't happy. “And it was then that I realized the reason as to why this all happened.”

Aanya crossed her arms. They weren’t surprised at the very least- the realization had set in the moment they saw the video that morning.

One switched to a slide displaying the destination that all of the SCP-XXXX-Bs had been looking for- a large estate just outside of Nicasio, California, once the workplace to an esteemed filmmaker, now the home to a parody of everything they’d struggled for the last five months. Thousands of blobs of all shapes and sizes were gathered all around the vicinity of the estate’s main house, waiting for the last of their brethren to join them.

Skywalker Ranch.

“It was here, at Skywalker Ranch, that we realized just what exactly all of this suffering meant. This picture was taken yesterday morning.”

He switched to the next slide, showing a video of the last of the blobs coming to a stop outside of the main house. They were rolling abominations of flesh, using their arms and legs to push themselves forward- Aanya herself never got used to the sight of them. Over the months, they’d lost their clothing and their individual forms, instead turning into nothing more than one single bloated ball. That fact alone added to the morbid absurdity of the entire thing.

One continued. “This video was taken just a few hours earlier. As you can see, it shows the last of the Bs coming to a stop outside of their destination. If you look closely…”

Before Aanya’s eyes, the blobs began to change color and composition, turning from blobs of flesh into pieces of a cheek, of hair, of fat. Fifty turned into eyeballs. A hundred became parts of a tongue. When all of that was done, they began to build on top of each other, forming a neck as a base. The others climbed on top of them with limbs made out of hair, fat, bone, bare muscle, or skin, building more and more of the figure that they wished to create. All the while, Aanya could hear them screeching in agony, just like they first did all those months ago. She still wondered if those were the persons who were once part of them.

Soon, a chin was formed, then the beginnings of a lower lip, then the rest of its upper lip. By then, the jaw was formed, followed by the cheeks, the nose, and the ears. Wrinkles began to form on the figure’s skin, growing deeper and deeper as more blobs began to fill the gaps. The eyeballs were soon formed right after, which was followed by the rest of the forehead.

By the time twenty minutes had passed, the remainder of the figure’s hair was being finished, the hands of the blobs that made it up holding on tenuously to the blobs below them. It was an absurd thing, one that made Aanya laugh with outrage the first time she watched it.

But now, all she felt was emptiness.

Twenty-one minutes after the process began, the masterpiece that the blobs created was revealed to everyone watching- a perfect bust of Ian MacDiarmid during his role as Chancellor Palpatine, smiling with evil intent. As his face moved, the blobs that made it up moved in perfect concert, causing the figure’s face to look as if it was made out of flowers in a windy meadow.

Aanya wanted to laugh.

But she couldn’t.

“I AM THE SENATE.” The figure of Palpatine said, moving his mouth as all the blobs that he was made of spoke at once. “I AM THE SENATE FROM 54 OF THE WORLD’S COUNTRIES, AND I SAY THE SEQUEL TRILOGY IS BULLSHIT.”

Aanya looked around, watching the reactions of her fellow O5s as they sat in their seats in silence. They had all seen the footage before.

The Palpatine figure continued booming. “THE RISE OF SKYWALKER IS HOT TRASH. LET US RETURN TO THE GLORY DAYS OF THE STAR WARS FRANCHISE, THE PREQUELS!”

He smiled malevolently at that, as if what he said didn’t come at the cost of thousands of lives.

“TODAY, GEORGE LUCAS, YOU WILL KNOW THE PAIN I FELT WHEN I WATCHED THAT GODDAMN MOVIE! EVEN ELDRITCH GODS CAN STILL BE DISAPPOINTED, YOU KNOW. I LOVE DEMOCRACY! I LOVE THE REPUBLIC! WHAT YOU ALLOWED TO BE DONE TO IT IS CRIMINAL.”

Suddenly, the sound of loud applause could be heard from the figure, which churned like an audience at a stadium as the blobs clapped their hands for the abomination that they created. As they did, the Palpatine figure smiled widely, his eyebrows drawn up in a parody of a human expression.

Then, he spoke his final words.

“NICE ONE, GEORGE LUCAS, YOU FUCKING SELL-OUT. MAY THE FOURTH NOT BE WITH YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH.”

At that, the blobs immediately collapsed to the ground, screeching as they did.

A silence overcame the council chamber.

In that single moment, Aanya Laghari, O5-13, could only laugh. One followed. Then Bright. Then Clef.

It was an absurd thing, a hallmark of the cruelty of the universe, a mockery of everything they had worked for for the past five months.

Their laughter echoed across the room, highlighting every single one of their follies, every single one of their wasted labors, every single life taken in pursuit of a cruel joke.

That day, all the O5 council could do was laugh.

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So yeah, that's about it.
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I was mad, alright? I apologize. I couldn't exactly not do anything.
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But still, fuck Lucas.

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« SCP-XXXY | SCP-XXXX | SCP-XXXZ »

‡ Licensing / Citation

CREDITS

Here it is, my first contest SCP! Not gonna lie, pined over this for a bit, but hopefully you all enjoyed it! I most certainly did writing it. It contained more than its fair share of prequel memes and politics (which, considering its origin, does fit), but I can only hope that that added to the charm of the piece!

+ A few fun facts

As seen in the article, the main meme used here is "I am the Senate", as said by Chancellor Palpatine in Star Wars Episode III. Many other prequel memes were mentioned in the article. This, in order, are "We will watch your career with great interest", "A surprise to be sure, but a welcome one", "Unlimited Power", "The High Ground", "What about the droid attack on the Wookies", "Do it", "There's always a bigger fish", "Hello there", "I'm not brave enough for politics", "A fine addition to my collection", "This is outrageous, it's unfair" and "I love democracy."

And last but not the least, the fine critters that helped me get this off the ground!

Mars
Panteradactyl
Mooagain
Fairydoctor
OrcishAnomaly
DrGolden
DrLerche
hungrypos
Sirslash47
Limeyy
Kantum
Kensing
Rigen
Veralta

Wow! You flipped a card and got: WingedImpurity!!! You ca reload the page or go to the next.
DATE: 15 Jun 2021 13:33

-Sphynx cat but with hairy frog aspects

Wow! You flipped a card and got: SCP-1835!!! You ca reload the page or go to the next.
DATE: 15 Jun 2021 06:56

Item #: SCP-1835

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-1835-1 are to be kept in a padlocked steel container in designated Storage Room 78-B. Storage Room 78-B requires level 3 clearance to access. SCP-1837-1 is to remain in Storage Room 78-B. Two guards must be patrolling Storage Room 78-B at all times. Anybody who has activated SCP-1835 must be subject to Class-C Amnestics.

Description: SCP-1835-1 is a purple box with 'Dr Wonderentertainment's zeppelins- educational action for your children to re-enact the heroic struggles of the Rupertian people facing their Alarian aggressors! (Recommended for those aged 6-14)' printed on the front with an orange font.

The box comes sealed with two small patches of tape on the bottom of the front, which when the tape is cut and the front flap is lifted up, reveals a small model of a 19th century zeppelin measuring 10x7x5cm, referred to as SCP-1835-2, as well as an informative leaflet. Whenever a child in the suggested age group handles SCP-1835-2 it suddenly inflates to a full size 19th century military zeppelin, fully equipped with functioning weaponry. After this event occurs, the child becomes familiar with the events of the great Rupertian Battle of 1899. The child then possesses the knowledge needed to control SCP-1835-2. SCP-1835 has a cognitive effect, which causes the brain to mis-intercept light waves, causing everybody within one kilometer to see the soldiers of the army of Rupertia. According to a child affected by SCP-1835, this is a re-inaction of the Great Battle of 1899, where Rupertian soldiers fought the Alarians. It is thought that Rupertia and Alaria are actually alternate universe versions of Austria and Prussia. The weapons controlled by the child can cause serious damage to the surroundings. If more than one child activates SCP-1835, it causes the children to take sides as either Alaria or Rupertia. The soldiers do not cause real-world damage, as they are entirely a cognitive illusion.

SCP-1835 was discovered in 2005, whenever locals from Surrey, England reported large zeppelins circling the city. Foundation agents discovered the source of the activation a month later. A father had come forward and told the agents (Posing as policemen) that his son had recently acquired an obsession with Zeppelins, and a fictional country, 'Rupertia'. He had told the agents that he had bought a toy zeppelin for his son. By this point, the zeppelins had demolished a large area of land. Mobile Task Force Sigma-9 'Valkyries' swiftly destroyed the zeppelins. All known instances of SCP-1835 have been contained.

Not much information is known about Rupertia. An investigation is pending.

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Wow! You flipped a card and got: SCP 6053!!! You ca reload the page or go to the next.
DATE: 15 Jun 2021 05:19

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SCP 6053 in containment attempt 1

Special Containment Procedures: (Entity 6053 is currently uncontained)

Description: Entity appears to be a goose-like figure with an orange beak and white feathers.

SCP-6053 is 2.7 feet tall and 4.3 feet long.

SCP-6053 is known to cause annoyance, destruction, and has come close to killing people.
6053 makes a honking noise like a goose. Likes lakes and ponds and often steals things from personnel. SCP-6053 is uncontainable, but there have been many containment attempts, such as in the picture above.

Addendum:

Recorded sessions of 6053 escaping:

*Personnel █████ walks by SCP-6053 in containment*
"I can't believe they think this goose can do anything, it's just a goose," says Personnel █████.
SCP-6053 proceeds to instantly breach containment, busting out after Personnel █████ makes the remark. "What the hell?!" says Personnel █████ in shock. Alarms start to roar as SCP-6053 runs 60mph out the facility.

[[footnoteblock]]

Wow! You flipped a card and got: no-more-crit-fairy!!! You ca reload the page or go to the next.
DATE: 15 Jun 2021 04:15

Platy_pie

close me!

[…]for use in order to help them win the cold war,[…]

The Cold War wasn't actually a war. There was no active warring between first and second world countries (capitalist and communist countries respectively). I feel what you intend is that the Soviet Union survives and the USA collapses. (Versus what has happened in our timeline, the USSR collapsed in the early 90s). Which in this case, "Gru-P" division is aiding the USSR to destabalise the US economy. (The USSR collapsed due to economical reasons… as well as a few other things, but economical is a major factor.)

How do you plan on telling this narrative from the Foundation's perspective? As your idea thread currently reads, this would be fine as a tale of a "Gru-P" Group of Interest Format.

[…]artificial temporal attractor field for use by division P[…]

How does the Foundation find out about this? Is this via emails that they found on a hard-drive at an abandoned -P office? Or dossiers at a warehouse? Why did -P create such a machine in the first place? How did the Foundation piece together the reason why they made this machine?

[…]sabotage the carrier of a rival[…]

Who is the rival? Whose rival is it? Where is this rival from? What do you mean by carrier? How are they sabotaged? What is the rival's relationship/past history with the protagonist? (I'm assuming that the rival mentioned here is the rival of Dr. Sokolov.)

[…]rivel falling into depression and alcohol abuse.[…]

What happened in the experiment that led the rival to do this? Why was the rival being experimented on in the first place?

He burns his research and the schematics and destroys the anchor[…]

What information survives that the Foundation discovers? How will the recovered pieces tell the Foundation what the narrative is/what happened to Dr. Sokolov and the rival?

[…]getting part of him stuck in thread space.

How does the Foundation find this out? What is Dr. Sokolov able to do to interact with the Foundation's timeline?

It ends with the interviewer attempting to recruit Sokolov to help the foundation develop such an anchor, Sokolov refuses.

Your thread up to now reads as Dr. Sokolov is already trapped in a type of temporal loop when the anchor et all are discovered by the Foundation. How is the Dr. able to communicate with the Foundation and how is the Foundation able to offer to recruit him at all?

Overall, I really like this piece and the premise is intriguing.

Thread: http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/forum/t-14118083/temporal-scp-seeking-greenlight#post-5006254

Additional/Response: Hey again!

How does Sokolov effect the timeline? Why do the higher ups not like Oblonsky? What specifically does Oblonsky say that gets him fired for disloyalty?

Tell me in two sentences the narrative of your story.

22:50:35 fairydoctor: anyone here need a crit?
22:50:44 fairydoctor: or greenlight?
22:50:47 fairydoctor: or both?
22:52:07 DrTrishaVice: just trying to figure out how to describe my SCP's Anomoly
22:53:20 fairydoctor: whats the scoop so far DrTrishaVice
22:54:05 DrTrishaVice: "The anomoly that it possesses is a drug like feeling when it smiles, causes a a sudden of seratonin when anyone is in a 3.048 meter radius of the entity; the seratonin " it's a Humanoid Researcher I had in my head for a while
22:54:19 DrTrishaVice: so trying to work on how her Anomoly works is tricky
22:55:01 fairydoctor: so she smiles and her smile is contagious?
22:55:21 DrTrishaVice: basically, anyone in 10 foot radius of her when she smiles and they can see it feels a high of seratonin
22:56:03 DrTrishaVice: but if she is away from them or they had to leave her, the ones that were affected have major withdrawls depending on how long they were around her when she smiles
22:57:37 DrTrishaVice: also noticed the error in the sentence
22:58:07 DrTrishaVice: "The anomoly that it possesses is a drug like feeling when it smiles, causes a sudden surge of seratonin when anyone is in a 3.048 meter radius of the entity; the seratonin " much better, added "sudden surge"
22:58:32 DrTrishaVice: …it should be causing not causes
23:00:41 fairydoctor: DrTrishaVice: 'drug like' isnt clinical tone, and why is 3.048 meters so specific?
23:01:11 DrTrishaVice: I would of done 10 foot
23:01:31 fairydoctor: 3 meters is probably fine. theres no need to be that exact
23:01:32 DrTrishaVice: and i have no clue what to replace "drug like with"
23:02:37 fairydoctor: The effects of the anomaly causes a surge of serotonin in subjects within a 3 meter radius of Researcher [Name] <- DrTrishaVice how does this sound?
23:03:07 DrTrishaVice: that sounds better than what I could do to be honest.
23:04:40 fairydoctor: DrTrishaVice: so at the core the anomaly is that your Researcher has an infectious smile. and when people leave the radius of 3 meters, they essentially suffer from a mild case of depression fro a few hours
23:04:58 DrTrishaVice: yep
23:05:59 fairydoctor: DrTrishaVice: what is the narrative that youre planning around this anomaly? how does the Researcher discover her anomaly? how does she feel about it? is it only when she smiles? does she ever get depressed? <- DrTrishaVice
23:06:07 fairydoctor: please disregard second ping
23:06:16 fairydoctor: i am tired and have been going cross country
23:07:32 DrTrishaVice: She is just a story I thought of originally while having fun doing an scp rp with friends and wanted to flesh her out as a real SCP, The Narrative is to follow her through her everyday as an SCP and learn about her more
23:08:29 DrTrishaVice: She discovered her anomoly when she worked at a research lab from her previous job, she didn't understand why she had it nor how long she had it.
23:08:42 DrTrishaVice: She thinks she had it from a young age but those memories are foggy to her
23:09:21 fairydoctor: could her ability cause mild memory loss for her?
23:09:26 DrTrishaVice: How she feels about one is well: confused, excited, shocked
23:10:14 DrTrishaVice: maybe? she only remembered she smiled a lot as a little girl and everyone always wanted to be around her, her not understanding why
23:11:27 fairydoctor: damn, i had a thought about the whole sexist society thing of forcing women to smile more. could her ability stem somewhat from that? idk
23:12:28 DrTrishaVice: not really
23:12:42 DrTrishaVice: she's just a very smiley girl and loves the unknown
23:14:06 DrTrishaVice: I have no idea if this sounds good. "Depending on how long the subject was around the anomoly, the higher the dose of seratonin they experience. When away from the anomoly, subjects have suffered from mild to sometimes major depression depending on how long they've been around it."
23:14:56 DrTrishaVice: I know Major should be replaced with severe
23:16:29 fairydoctor: "Depending on how much time has elapsed within the radius of effect is directly proportional to how severe symptoms of depression are experienced by subjects." <- DrTrishaVice maybe?
23:19:24 fairydoctor: "Symptoms of depression experienced by subjects is directly proportional to the time spent within the radius of the anomaly's effect." <- DrTrishaVice how does this sound?
23:19:48 fairydoctor: you could then show a time table or a bullted list to illustrate this?
23:21:29 DrTrishaVice: hmmm trying to see actual science of smiling and serotonin
23:23:00 DrTrishaVice: there is this: "Mirror Neurons: Helping others is often a highly social activity, which creates a beautiful cycle of smiling. When you smile the whole world smiles with you because you are triggering their mirror neurons. Both the giver and the receiver can directly impact the other's brain in a positive way."
23:24:18 DrTrishaVice: and then there is ties to this: "The Happiness Trifecta: Helping others triggers a release of oxytocin, which has the effect of boosting your mood and counteracts the effects of cortisol (the dreaded stress hormone). Interestingly, the higher your levels of oxytocin, the more you want to help others. When oxytocin is boosted, so are serotonin and
23:24:18 DrTrishaVice: dopamine!"
23:25:38 fairydoctor: DrTrishaVice: possibly have a double blind test? have the Foundation ask her to sit in a closed room by herself and to sit and smile. and a D-Class is in a room adj (within 3 meters). and the researcher's asked to observe the two are outside of the 3m radius, but arent told that her effect causes a drastic spike in serotonin levels and all that
23:26:50 fairydoctor: so basically none of them know whats going on, and the data is collected and analysed by other researchers who do know what the effects are?
23:27:28 DrTrishaVice: so how would I go about writing the report?
23:30:50 fairydoctor: actually, DrTrishaVice what do you mean by going about writing the report? they could have them interview the researcher, the d class, and even the foundation researchers. they could have them connected to… MRIs? EKGs? some sort of machine that they can hook the researcher and d class's brains too
23:31:12 fairydoctor: …EKG is heart i think
23:31:26 fairydoctor is not an actual doctor. but is actual magician and fairy
23:34:21 DrTrishaVice: Would her singing a happy song while smiling probably boost that serotonin even more so?
23:34:54 DrTrishaVice: like Smile from MLP
23:35:51 fairydoctor: its whatever you want, but it sounds like a solid thought
23:36:49 DrTrishaVice: Do I add the Test to the uh Addendum part?
23:38:17 fairydoctor: thats a good question! it could go into the main article tbh, but depending on that flow of the narrative it could also be an addendum
23:39:17 DrTrishaVice: what about in the Addendum we learn that when they first learned about her is when she's working?
23:39:59 DrTrishaVice: She's always working and sometimes her coworkers argued over who got to work with her
23:40:13 DrTrishaVice: which honestly she saw it as normal?
23:41:41 fairydoctor: that might be too normal. try to think of something a little more out of the box. like something to do with her psych or therapist, maybe shes on anti depression medication and it messes with her anomlous nature (or helps it?) idk, something a little weirder and more solid that would draw the Foundation's attention?
23:42:04 fairydoctor: posts on social media perhaps?
23:42:15 fairydoctor: private emails and texts between collegues?
23:43:26 DrTrishaVice: hmm maybe when she was out with family or friends in public? Her just smiling causes strangers to want to interact with her?
23:43:44 DrTrishaVice: which to her is normal but to everyone else is weird?creepy?odd?
23:43:53 DrTrishaVice: normally doesn't happen?
23:46:17 fairydoctor: ooooh, like a massive crowd draws around her, and people take out their phones and record her for no reason?
23:46:34 fairydoctor: like "look at this lady's smile! isnt it charming!"
23:46:39 fairydoctor: and they all wanna take selfies
23:47:04 DrTrishaVice: yea!
23:48:42 DrTrishaVice: Now to write it out on how they found out about her in a way that sounds enticing to the reader but also in a professional way
23:49:04 fairydoctor: DrTrishaVice: im gonna wind down with crits for the night, but if you want to talk more send me a PM via the wiki or a .tell on the IRC (my wiki name is the same as it is on IRC)

Central Narrative:

This seems to be standard thing that makes those around it go crazy. What more is there to it? Where is the owner from? Where did he find the calculator? How did the operator die?

What output does the calculator show for a division by 0? How does that show up on the feed? Does it cause any psychological or physical harm to the viewer?

The experiments and interview logs will give detail into the creature and the "prophet" would be exposed heavily to the entity due to communicate and understand its intentions.

What are those details? What experiments are there? Who is being interviewed? What does 'prophet' mean in this context?

Overall, I like the concept of an anomalous eldritch calculator being able to divide by zero, but there isn't a lot of narrative and sustenance to your piece as it is.

Thread: https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/forum/t-14131488/an-accommodating-calculator#post-5013632

Additional:

[…]communicate with any worthless sentient being capable[…]

What do you mean by worthless?

[…]through its psychic capabilities that[…]

I might have missed something, the anomaly also has psychic capabilities? It has the power to read the minds of sapient creatures around it?

[…]this answer is beyond describability[…]

My suggestion is to try your best as an author to describe it. Consider how the anomaly would feel to an observer and what synonyms exist that could fit the description better. Consider how the anomaly would smell, taste, feel, etc… I know you're just describing what dividing something by zero would be (which is visual), but that's kind of the point. Dividing by zero breaks physics, so break away from standard descriptions.

In a way your proposed SCP reminds me of another SCP about a mentally simulated universe. This is only in passing though, and I suggest this SCP as a good read regardless.

Mind you, me bringing up another SCP that did something similar does not by all means mean you can't write your SCP. Nothing under the sun is new, and you are a different person with different experiences writing your piece.

A subject's head exploded during exposure and the other survived with little to none effects.

I think I missed something, because I didn't see this before. This is incredibly powerful imagery and I love it!

[…]of numbers 1 to 10 (more numbers can be shown with authorisation) divided by 0.

Oh I really like this! I can see this being done in a table!

Tell me in two sentences the narrative of your story.

Additional 1:

[…]used to communicate with the entity and the two incidents which occurred during tests.

What questions are asked? What are the two incidents that happen?

The "prophet" plays the bulk of this narrative with his interview logs (until eventually he slips up).

What role does the prophet play? What happens in his interview log? What do you mean by he slips up?

[…]you look at a picture of the galaxy and just realize you are all but a dust particle compared to it all (you get it?).

I sure do! "[…]we float like a mote of dust in the morning sky." The sense of dread, the feeling of being very very small, the Overview Effect, the awe, the wonder, the exotic tones of the alienness of the universe, and on a personal note, when I look up at the nightsky I get vertigo and the sensation that I'm "falling up". I get the sensation that gravity reversed itself.

Describing these types of things is hard to chew on, but I feel its important to describe some of it, even if you're describing the absence of something, or describing the space around it, etc.

Gonna pull from some of Mooagain's crit:

10:08 <Mooagain> I just think the focus of the story should be more on the character behind the calculator, not the calculator itself

I feel that this comment also falls under me encouraging you to try to describe the indescribable. The cognitive effects of the x/0 output can be related in the characterisation of your anomaly itself and vice versa.

A small suggestion for the ending, maybe end with another of its species showing up and putting it in its place? That could be a nice punchline if you go that route.

I really like Mooagain's suggestion.

Hitari

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This amnestic alters the victims perception, making them believe that they are a Victorian child that must embrace the SCP.

Amnestic isn't quite the right word for this, possibly mnestic, but definitely a hallucinatory drug. Is the drug/agent airborne as well?

If the SCP is left uncleaned for too long, a secondary stronger amnestic is created.

If the goo is what causes the effect, then how does someone hold the object? What kind of gloves do they have to wear? Do they have to use a drone or tongs to pick up the object? Does having someone attached to the object effect the production of goo? Does it reverse it?

[…]abnormal disappearances[…]

Is this related to the object? How does the goo/effect make all of those children disappear?

[…]the horrors of this SCP if left unchecked.

What are the horrors of the object if left unchecked? What does it do to the Foundation? What does it do to the investigators?

[…]or a gas mask filter is faulty, then disaster could occur. The invisible nature of the amnestic gas is like a silent killer,[…]

Oh so it does emit a gas, it is airborne. Ok so how does the Foundation know this? How did they contain an object that is also an airborne abnormality?

[…]which could slowly be affecting everyone it is around.

What is the radius on the airborne spread? Is the gas able to replicate itself outside of the object? What are the symptoms of someone suffering from the airborne effects?

Overall a decent concept but the narrative feels like a skeleton right now.

Thread: http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/forum/t-14131170/seeking-greenlights-copy-cat#post-5014310

Additional:

[…]the children were just exploring the ruins and ended up in the enclosed space in which the SCP had been for an undeterminable amount of time,[…]

The ruins of what? Were the parents interviewed after the incidents? Were there any observers to the children sneaking out?

[…]perhaps unable to remember how they got there[…]

If the children are stuck because they no longer know where to go; does that mean that when the Foundation finds the object they would also find the children? Also the gas could be amnestic based then?

[…]goo is slightly corrosive, not enough to melt through steel in a matter of minutes, but enough to overtime destroy its containment box. And of course the longer its left unchecked, the more goo it produces, and the more goo produced, well the more corrosion to its containment.

This feels like you're juggling a number of anomalous elements. The corrosive aside reads like a plot device.

Its unknown what happens to the gas, its just observed that it appears to be recycled[…]

If it's observed to be recycled then it's known that it's recycled.

AHG-B has long term damage including loss of hearing, anterograde amnesia, and in some cases, permanent hallucinations.

OK yea this sounds like an amnestic. Please disregard my previous crit stating it seemed more mnestic. Does the gas act more like a drug or infection for those exposed to it?

eggsalad

TimeElapsed

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<TimeElapsed> An ED-K Lethe Event is characterized by the following parameters:
<TimeElapsed> Knowledge of a concept, object, or entity will be expunged through anomalous means from the memory of the affected humans.
<TimeElapsed> Any memories of interactions with things forgotten will still exist, but will have no context in the affected person's frame of reference.
<TimeElapsed> Loss of memory of a concept is long-lasting7 and self-sustaining; if an affected person is reminded of a concept forgotten, they will forget again as soon as the topic changes, and will undergo the same reintroduction every time they are exposed to the concept.
<TimeElapsed> I think these are enough for understanding
<fairydoctor> yea i get it now thanks :D
<fairydoctor> ¨Within minutes, their brain would become a whiteboard.¨ <- im getting super heavy ´snow crash´ and ´neuromancer´ vibes
<fairydoctor> ¨[…]Maxwellism had its scheme as the number of believers[…]¨ what do you mean?
<TimeElapsed> fairydoctor given the fact that so many people dive in the basic layer, the Foundation became alerted
<fairydoctor> so they thought that the maxwellists were doing something suspicious
<TimeElapsed> yep
<TimeElapsed> so Foundation researchers want to find it out, and they go inside, too
<fairydoctor> what are the researchers motivations for hacking in? couldnt they have used D Class or underling researchers?
<TimeElapsed> I thought of the possibility that D-class became the explorer but, I still think the hacking process is pretty technical
<fairydoctor> im not sure how amped up the Foundation would be about having an important asset to the Foundation do something like this, unless thereś a really good reason or if underling/junior researchers

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<TimeElapsed> also D-class didn't do ARTMET, so their memories are too impaired to form complete thoughts
<TimeElapsed> junior researchers are applicable, I reckon
<fairydoctor> ¨paralyze themselves¨ i might have missed context to this. but how are they paralysing themselves?
<TimeElapsed> it's like the feeling of taking drugs
<TimeElapsed> some drugs can paralyze certain functions of your brain
<TimeElapsed> the "feeling" does the same
<fairydoctor> what aspects are paralysed?
<TimeElapsed> maybe vision, hearing, etc.

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<TimeElapsed> My point is, the brain computer can alter the perception (for users to immerse in virtual world), so the special "headache" will change to something else

Thread: http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/forum/t-14133436/ed-k-combined-with-maxwellism

BankerPaul

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The conprocs read as a little bland. They are straightforward yes, but I feel you can push the concept a little further.

[…]they will experience the transformation of the skin of their back into dollar bills,[…]

This doesn't read as clinical tone. I suggest;

When a viewer purchases an advertised item, the subject will experience standard 1 USD paper bills growing from the back of their neck. The total amount of money grown will be equal to the amount of money spent on the item purchased by the subject.

Examples include: a pile of feces, a blade of grass, a damaged disk of the film Super Mario Bros., a grain of sand, and three shards of glass.

I feel this piece is LolFoundation material. What other typical commercially available items are there that could be used as examples instead? Could you elaborate on the specifics of how each item is subpar? (For example: You put, "a damaged disk of the film Super Mario Bros." this is the tone and example I suggest to list/lean into.)

Transcript of Interview XXXX-A-1

The formatting of this is awkward. This may be my personal opinion though.

[…]first and only individual on record to have been affected by SCP-XXXX.

Very interesting. I suggest you reflect this in your conprocs.

Anthony Schwartz: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Are you… are you telling me… (laughter) are you telling me you called that number on TV just so you could talk to that woman?

This is very unprofessional for a Foundation employee. Also the interview log on the whole didn't go anywhere narratively. What is the narrative that you are aiming for in the interview log?

In regards to conprocs, how would the Foundation have that example list if the only example is Read calling to talk to the lady? Is the lady one of the "call now to talk to hot singles in your area" type of advertisements?

Overall, I'm not feeling this piece. Currently, it is "weird thing what do weird thing". What story are you trying to tell with this?

Thread: https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/forum/t-14116252/scp-love-it-or-you-re-money-back#post-5006880

thesilentking

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[…]two-meter tall[…]

Is this needed? Is this important for the narrative?

[…]patrolled by security elements,[…]

'Security elements' do you mean 'security personnel'?

[…]two miles outside the outskirts of SCP-XXXX.

I suggest just 'three kilometers outside of SCP-XXXX'.

[…]two security personnel at all time.

'times'

SCP-XXXX is a midwestern American town known as Portsden located in the state of Ohio.

I suggest: 'SCP-XXXX is Portsden, Ohio.' Note: I feel you can also 'SCP-XXXX is Portsden, Ohio in the American Midwest.' But I might be biased. The first iteration is really all you need to be honest.

[…]closely resemble baseline homo sapiens.

'Homo sapiens' (be sure to italicise it too)

SCP-XXXX is subjected to what will henceforth be referred to as a 'cycle'.

I suggest 'SCP-XXXX is subjected to cyclical anomalous events.'

[…]usually revolving around SCP-XXXX-1 through 5.

You haven't told the reader yet what SCP-XXXX-1 to -5 are.

[…]SCP-XXXX-2 being late for a PTA meeting.

That bitch Helen has once again sabotaged Karen.

SCP-XXXX-A instances or SCP-XXXX-1 through 5 will be repaired instantly. Any and all supplies, including food, fuel and luxuries, will instantly reappear at the beginning of each cycle.

Why don't you designate SCP-XXX-1 to -5 AS SCP-XXXX-As so you only have to put SCP-XXXX-A?

You also haven't told the reader what SCP-XXXX-A is yet!!

The inhabitants of SCP-XXXX2 can be divided into two categories; secondary and primary entities.

You need to tell the reader this information sooner, and also not as a footnote.

[…]their close resemblance towards Homo Sapiens,[…]

'Homo sapiens'

Most of the personalities of SCP-XXXX-A instances are described as 'cardboard' and 'two-dimensional' by Foundation psychologists.

The clinical tone is lacking. I suggest you describe the specifics of the -A's personalities using psychological jargon. For example: 'Most of the personalities of SCP-XXXX-A instances lack empathy, sympathy, and social skills.'

[…]there are several 'higher functioning' instances that are shown to be more advanced[…]

Higher functioning how? This sentence is lacking in clinical tone. What specifically do the -1-5's DO and ACT that is notable by Foundation researchers?

The primary entities consist of the towns remaining population, specifically the five members of the 'Hayes' family. The Hayes family members are Alfred and Ruby Hayes,4 the mother and father, along with their three children Ellie,5 Ray6 and Sara.7 These instances will henceforth be referred to as SCP-XXXX-1 through 5. Unlike SCP-XXXX-A instances, SCP-XXXX-1 through 5 are shown to require the same nutritional standards as baseline humans. As for 2021, no SCP-XXXX-A instances have been observed to age, neither has SCP-XXXX-1 through 5.

This entire paragraph is structured oddly and is confusing. I suggest paring down the information as much as possible. The footnotes are also distracting. (On a funny note: Is this Schitt's Creek?)

And my daughter has been one for…I don't know how long. She's hot-wired cars, driven cars, fired guns and even stabbed a guy. I…I don't know what's happened but she's…it's like she's growing up and learning skills but…she's still a baby.

This is really cool actually.

**SCP-XXXX-1: I remember finding[…]

Formatting! You missed the second **

Then I woke up in bed like nothing ever happened.

This is rather emotional, and I get that. But I feel like you haven't pushed this enough. It reads like -1 is living in a really fucked up "Groundhog's Day" and as the reader I really need to feel that.

Agent Joseph Clarke: You said it yourself. This place repaired your entire family being killed…I mean…what could we even do?

SCP-XXXX-1: Make them change channel.

This is a very odd and off final interaction. I don't feel the Foundation would be willing to neutralise the anomaly. I get the vibe you are going for with -1's final statement. But I feel that this can be elaborated on and pushed further. I like where it's going.

Overall, I really dig this piece! But the tone and narrative need to be tightened.

Thread: http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/forum/t-14120376/scp-the-status-quo-is-god#post-5008910

Additional:

The conprocs are still clunky. The first sentence can be broken up into two and should be condensed for clarity.

[…]though the checkpoint must be manned by at least two security personnel at all time.

Is the number of security personnel important?

If an SCP-XXXX-A instance attempts to leave, security personnel are to prevent them from doing so.

I suggest: "Security personnel are to prevent SCP-XXXX-A instances from leaving."

Homo Sapiens

"sapiens" isn't capitalised. Like thus -> Homo sapiens

[…]SCP-XXXX-A instances are noticeably lacking in lack the ability to express[…]

I suggest: "[…]SCP-XXXX-A instances noticeably lack the ability to express[…]"

[…]by Foundation psychologists.2

This part and the footnote aren't needed.

Amongst these secondary entities, there are several 'higher functioning' instances that are shown to be more advanced in terms of behaviour.

I suggest: "Amongst the secondary entities, they exhibit higher cognitive functioning. These instances possess advanced social skills, empathy and sympathy."

[…]when required for their role within SCP-XXXX.

Not needed.

I'm wondering if the higher cognitive instances should have their own collective designation to make writing about them streamlined. Such as "SCP-XXXX-B" with the five instances being "SCP-XXXX-B-1, SCP-XXXX-B-2, etc"

Access Interview Log XXXX-1?

Is the "?" needed?

[…]a tornado came through the town/

"/" needs to be a "."

This ending still feels a little off. "Make them change the channel"? I don't know, overall it could be stronger.

Additional 1:

SCP-XXXX is to be surrounded by an electric fence, which must be patrolled by security personnel, two miles outside SCP-XXXX.

This sentence still feels stilted.

The main road leading to SCP-XXXX is not to be blocked, though the checkpoint must be manned by security personnel at all time.

This is worded weird.

[…]found in Document XXXX-C,[…]

My suggestion is to actually write out Document XXXX-C.

Entrance into SCP-XXXX is to only occur with the approval of level 2 research staff or higher.

"Only staff with Level-2 Clearance are permitted entry into SCP-XXXX". Note on capitalisation, you can capitalise "Level-2 Clearance" however you want, I edited based on my preferences.

The conprocs could be a lot stronger and the tone more clinical. I'm trying to formulate ways for you to reconstruct the sentences but honestly it depends on your narrative and you as a writer. I can't help much more other than say to read more SCPs.

Here is a list of a few SCPs that I recommend reading for location based conprocs (but you don't have to!):

4814 - about a pregnant tree forest.
2099 - about a brain in a jar found in a warehouse.
1730 - about a parallel universe SCP site disrupting baseline reality.
6k entry - about parasitic rabbits in a rural house.

[…]social skills. by Foundation psychologists.

Not needed.

Overall, the clinical tone needs to be tightened. I've given a few examples throughout my crit, and I do recommend reading other SCPs and taking notes while reading them. I don't have much more crit to give to your piece, I suggest soliciting for crit in #thecritters of the SCP IRC.

Ecronak

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[Extraneous Logs Removed :P ]

01:46:54 Ecronak: Have you started reading it?
01:49:53 fairydoctor: yes
01:50:30 Ecronak: Awesome. What do you think so far?
01:57:39 fairydoctor: this is really engaging so far, and i really like your clinical tone
01:58:28 Ecronak: Cool!
01:58:32 Ecronak: Hope you enjoy it :)
01:59:28 fairydoctor: "All around you, ants both from Antonia’s family and not run from the ensuing chaos[…]" this sentence reads a little clunky, i think it would flow better without 'both', but also 'and not' is also confusing. i assume you mean 'and not from other colonies' or 'habs'?
02:00:10 fairydoctor: "All around you, ants from Antonia’s family and bugs from other habs run from the ensuing chaos[…]" ?
02:00:12 fairydoctor: maybe?
02:01:07 Ecronak: Yep, definitely.
02:01:10 Ecronak: Noted!
02:04:09 fairydoctor: SCP-XXXX-A-3: What do humans want to do with us?
02:04:09 fairydoctor: SCP-XXXX-B: You guys don’t know it yet, but these people wish to put you away- forever and ever. Roll initiative6.
02:04:10 fairydoctor: OH SICK THE FOUNDATION IS THEIR BATTLE SCENE
02:04:57 Ecronak: You should see the ending XD
02:06:16 fairydoctor: "[…]multiple instances of the phrase “Natural 20”." i fucking LOVE when this happens in a game.
02:08:42 Ecronak: They really did get lucky XD
02:08:57 Ecronak: How was the initial introduction?
02:15:16 fairydoctor: ‘Due to its position south of New Jersey and the fact that it is the current working place of Director Bright, Site-19 has been concluded to be “the Grey Lair”.’
02:15:16 fairydoctor: my suggested edit:
02:15:16 fairydoctor: 'Due to its [who?] position south of New Jersey and the current Director of Site-19 being Dr. Jack Bright, Site-19 has been concluded to be “the Grey Lair”.'
02:15:16 fairydoctor: but
02:15:16 fairydoctor: ‘’Due to its,” who is “its”?
02:15:21 fairydoctor: i really like this btw
02:15:39 fairydoctor: i had a suspicion with the second mention of the demon monkey king it would be bright
02:15:54 fairydoctor: and this finished my suspicions
02:15:58 fairydoctor: *ended
02:16:15 Ecronak: Its is Site-19.
02:19:26 fairydoctor: ok my suggestion is this.
02:19:26 fairydoctor: 'Due to Site-19's location south of New Jersey, and Dr. Jack Bright as the current Site Director, Site-19 has been concluded to be “the Grey Lair”.'
02:19:26 fairydoctor: i still feel like its a little clunky though
02:19:38 fairydoctor: i hope this makes sense… aaa its 2am lmao
02:21:44 fairydoctor: I suggest:
02:21:44 fairydoctor: "Containment procedures have been adequately updated, with on-site operations resuming."
02:23:29 Ecronak: Noted on that!
02:25:04 fairydoctor: I really love where this is going, and i cant stop imagining Foundation operatives are cartoonish MIB agents from the anomaly's perspective
02:25:05 fairydoctor: 'Then, as you settled down for the night, you encountered several of the black-clad humans, ready to take you all.'
02:25:35 fairydoctor: the characterisation and flow is good, the GM's tone is perfect for his role
02:26:13 Ecronak: It was based on Critical Role and Matt Mercer, actually.
02:26:56 fairydoctor: i dont know either of these people, but its def very GM haha
02:27:39 Ecronak: Watch Critical Role, it's awesome XD
02:27:42 Ecronak: But yeah, noted!
02:42:50 fairydoctor: '<begin log>' "b" should be capitalised
02:43:47 fairydoctor: and the log itself (not the afterword) was off. was there an actual bee that he reached out to? why is he bleeding from his nose?
02:45:04 fairydoctor: the ending struck a cord with me.
02:45:07 Ecronak: Yeah, was worried about that. Intention was that he was heading back to join the three, but I'm thinking of just cutting that all together and putting the information at the start.
02:45:14 Ecronak: Ooh, how so?
02:48:49 fairydoctor: 1) id put the info of him going back to the 3, in the conprocs, or early description, make a foreshadow. 2) struck a cord, i thought if my -As died in this manner (a DnD session against Bright), i would be really sad too
02:48:59 fairydoctor: *back to the -A
02:49:09 fairydoctor: join the three
02:50:39 Ecronak: Noted!
02:51:03 Ecronak: Did the characters feel alive and interesting?
02:51:09 fairydoctor: i do like the ending, and overall i feel the characterisation was very well done
02:51:12 fairydoctor: yes quite so!!
02:51:33 Ecronak: Awesome! Did the containment breach feel in anyway contrived?
02:53:21 fairydoctor: part of me thinks that the Foundation would think to check the vents for the adventureing bugs, but its also humourous to consider that they keep dodging the Foundation because the -B's narration is to ultimetly get them to Bright. (this is how im reading it though)
02:53:44 fairydoctor: i dont find it contrieved, it fits with the theme for the bugs
02:53:52 fairydoctor: its very sad
02:54:15 fairydoctor: the story was very engaging. i would have someone look over your tone, only because i feel that that is my weak spot for critting.
02:55:33 Ecronak: Awesome to hear that! Where there any points where the characters' traits seem to be interchangeable with one another?
02:58:50 fairydoctor: none that i could see, they were very much the tropes for support/cleric, tank/barbarian, mage/wizard
02:59:51 Ecronak: Awesome. Thank you very much for critting
02:59:52 Ecronak: *!
02:59:54 fairydoctor: :D
02:59:56 Ecronak: Really appreciate it :)
03:00:09 fairydoctor: :)

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[…]full containment has been deem currently unfeasible[…]

I suggest, "[…]full containment is deemed currently unfeasible[…]"

Containment efforts are currently to be focused on the capture of SCP-XXXX[…]

Currently is pretty much implied unless there is a previous iteration of the conprocs or if these are the next iteration.

Additionally, sue to the involvement of SCP-XXXX carriers with several Groups of Interest and their propensity of hindering (passively or actively) the Foundation's efforts at maintaining the status-quo and in other seditious activity, such individuals are to be considered enemy combatants until proven otherwise and treated as such in accordance to Policy-1254-A.

I suggest:

Additionally, due to the involvement of SCP-XXXX carriers with several Groups of Interest hostile to the Foundation's efforts, such individuals are to be treated as hostile entities in accordance to Policy-1254-A.

SCP-XXXX currently under the employment or protection of Foundation-affiliated organizations or those protected under other clauses are considered under the jurisdiction of the Foundation Diplomatic Service (FDS) unless otherwise specified by O5-Command.

I suggest:

SCP-XXXX currently under the employment or protection of Foundation-affiliated organizations are under the jurisdiction of the Foundation Diplomatic Service (FDS) unless otherwise specified by O5-Command.

SCP-XXXX, colloquially known as Gandalf Syndrome or Reincarnation Sickness,

Reincarnation Sickness. 😂

[…]through currently unknown means, for[…]

This isn't needed.

[…]personality and sense of self to, following the death of said person's body, re-manifest themselves in a different body elsewhere in the world.[…]

I suggest:

[…]personality, and sense of self to manifest elsewhere in the world following the death of said person's body re-manifest themselves in a different body elsewhere in the world.

The exact mechanics of SCP-XXXX induced "reincarnation"- the transfer of a carrier's personality from a dying body into a new one- remain largely unexplored,[…]

I suggest:

The exact mechanics of SCP-XXXX's anomaly remain largely unexplored,[…]

[…]unknown if SCP-XXXX carries have any control[…]

"carriers"

SCP-XXXX carries often exhibit anomalous[…]

"carriers" also if you're using the designation of "SCP-XXXX carriers" I feel you should give them a specific designation such as "SCP-XXXX-1" or "SCP-XXXX-A". "carries" seems to be a common error in your piece.

[…]for example,an ego-driven[…]

"example, an" space needed.

[…]related to SCP-XXXX, see document XXXX-C2.

Capitalise "Document"

Much like the other phenomena associated with SCP-XXXX, the physical nature of said capability is not fully understood.

I'm unsure if reiterations of this sentence are needed. The information is, by now, implied to the reader that the Foundation doesn't have a clue how this sickness works.

The meeting took place at the ████████ tea house in, ███████████, Istanbul.

I'm lukewarm about the redaction, if it's warranted narratively or not.

[…]late 80s man[…]

Wouldn't this get a hyphen too?

[ Sorry folks, not this time. ].

What is this?

Red Doe: [sighs audibly] Fine. I need you to be clear-headed for this, "Saturn".

👀

Overall, this was very engaging and I enjoyed the worldbuilding. I would like to know more about the direction this is going in, however, shenanigans are implied because of the Great Deer Lord.

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DATE: 14 Jun 2021 23:29

CAPTION-GOES-HERE

Item #: SCP-6000

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6000 is to be contained in the package that it is found in. Any other container will result in SCP-6000 taking any person in a 40,233.6 Meter radius. The location of which site SCP-6000 is secured does not matter as long as it is contained in its original package.

Description: SCP-6000 is a 0.6096 meter by 0.3048 meter by 0.1524 meter package. SCP-6000 is most commonly referred to as Dungeons and Dragons or DND. When taken out of the package SCP-6000 appears to be normal, but when SCP-6000 is played the person or persons playing SCP-6000 will take the person or persons in its self. The only known way to escape SCP-6000 is to win. As of now, only 3 people have been able to escape SCP-6000. One of those people was class D-357.

Addendum: [Optional additional paragraphs]

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DATE: 14 Jun 2021 18:30

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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX has been approved by the O5 Council to serve as a training site for Operation OKLAHOMA.

+ Operation OKLAHOMA Recruitment Document

SCP-XXXX is to be contained within a Class-IV Reality Bubble in order to prevent reality breaches. The entity is to be surrounded completely by reinforced barrier arranged in a north-facing pentagram. Signals originating from within 15 kilometers of SCP-XXXX are to be monitored for cognitohazards. All staff containing SCP-XXXX are to perform or attend some form of religious or meditative ritual at least once per week. Under no circumstances are the words "sinner," "demon," "devil" (proper or otherwise), or "temptation," or their cognates, to be spoken aloud in any language within the perimeter.

A facility is to be constructing surrounding SCP-XXXX, containing housing and accommodations enough to service 45 Foundation and GOC trainees each. They are to be trained regularly regarding hazard safety, cognito- and otherwise, negotiation with sentient anomalies, anomalous analysis, and containment of hostile anomalies. All training sessions are to be monitored by the Site Manager or his assistant, who will immediately halt the session in the event of a threat beyond the training's scope.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a location in northern Ethiopia, consisting of a circular wall surrounding a partially-outdoors, precisely three square kādam (an ancient Tamil unit of length similar to a kilometer) complex of ziggurat gardens and various indoor accommodations. Several extinct species have been discovered, extant and with stable populations, within the perimeter. The complex is bisected by eight perfectly straight walls and one curved wall, which have been noted to create three superimposed holy symbols: the cross of the Christian faith, the Star of David of the Jewish faith, and the crescent moon of the Muslim faith. It is unknown what, if any, significance is held by the fact that these are all Abrahamic religions.

The structure is composed of gardens constructed in a "ziggurat" style, consisting of stepped pyramids ranging in height from four meters at the perimeter of the entity to nearly half a kilometer in the center. It is unknown how such structures refrain from collapsing, as they appear to be constructed of naturally-occurring Antalo limestone, a material that is not of a high enough compressive strength to suspend such a structure.

Between the hours of 10:00 PM and 7:00 AM, the entity emits a series of low vocalizations resembling speech, with the Latin phrases "Liberate tutemet ex Inferis," (save yourself from Hell) and "paenitentiam" (repent) being the most common.

Situated on the perimeter wall, spaced seven meters apart, are life-sized statues of various deities and deific figures. They appear to shift subjects roughly once per week. The most common subjects are Jesus Christ, the prophet Mohammed, and Michael the Archangel. Once again, the significance of Abrahamic religion is unknown.

In the center of the entity, there is a substantially larger statue atop the center ziggurat, roughly 20 meters tall and displaying a supreme deific figure carrying a scale in their right hand and a sword in their left. The most common subjects for this statue are Zeus, Buddha, and Odin.

Patrolling the grounds of SCP-XXXX are metaphysical, humanoid entities dubbed SCP-XXXX-1, which superficially resemble the "ball lightning" phenomenon. They display anomalous properties in their abilities to rapidly change spatial location or "teleport," travel at supersonic velocities, achieve hovering and gliding flight, and infect media within 60 meters with cognitohazards. Direct contact with an SCP-XXXX-1 instance is fatal in 60% of cases, with those having expired having shown signs of severe overheating and charring of the internal organs suggesting electrocution. However, those who survive said encounters appear unharmed.

Certain areas of the complex are also cognitohazardous, manifesting an illusionary serpentine entity resembling Python sebae, or the African Rock Python. Said entity appears sentient and capable of speech, and will attempt to convince its victim to pick a fruit from the so-called "Tree of Knowledge," an anomalous tree (Dendricius tenebrae) not of any terrestrial genus and radio-dated to be roughly 13.9 billion years old, predating the beginning of the universe, with fruit resembling that of Punica granatum, or the pomegranate tree. If its victim obeys and picks a fruit from the tree, one of several outcomes will occur.

+ Outcomes of picking a Dendricius tenebrae fruit

Afterwards, regardless of outcome, a voice, either male or female, will emanate from the center ziggurat, speaking the phrase, "As the Armor defends the Skin, so the Rot will break the Body."
This is audible to a distance of 15 miles. This is followed by a burst of anomalous energy from the apex of the pyramid, which lasts for 3.7 seconds precisely before being replaced by a burst of dark energy lasting for exactly 6 seconds. This has been known to cause local universal expansion in the surrounding area with potentially destructive effects, hence the reality bubble.

+ List of Notable Locations

- List of Notable Locations

SCP-XXXX-2: An underground corridor lined with doors and mirrors of varying technological level and ease of use. Doors appear to lead to various locations both within and beyond our universe, including Three Portlands, SCP-3008, a convenience store in Memphis, Tennessee, and the South Pole. Said doors are easily retraceable and function in both directions, even in anomalies that are impossible to exit normally. Mirrors appear to show alternate universes, in which the subject varies in appearance and injury. Notably, the third mirror from the left contains subjects capable of speech and movement out of turn with our version of the subject. The door on the far end of the corridor is locked with a combination lock requiring pi digits to open. Needless to say, this door has not been opened.

SCP-XXXX-3: An aboveground, circular chamber 10 meters in diameter and containing an elevated pedestal. Certain subjects are capable of phasing through the pedestal while still being tangible. When asked to explain, such subjects replied that the pedestal was on the ceiling, upside-down. All subjects with this ability are D-Class staff with histories of violent or sexual crime. In the "right-side-up" version of the chamber, there is a clay cup, sized to hold 80 ml of liquid and filled with red wine. The cup, if tipped, seems to spill indefinitely, indicating infinite internal volume. Said red wine does not contain alcohol, however, and consumption of the substance over periods of 72 hours or more can slowly cure most human diseases and injuries. Several researchers have postulated that this is the legendary "Holy Grail," or the cup used by Jesus Christ to serve the wine at the biblical Last Supper.

Those who see the pedestal "upside-down" see a golden chalice studded with rubies and diamonds, sized to hold 120 ml of liquid and filled with an endless mixture of human blood, feces, and [DATA EXPUNGED]. The chalice constantly drips said liquid at a rate enough to fill the internal volume of the space within a month. However, said liquid drains into grates mounted into the floor, which appear to lead into an infinite empty space that is still affected by gravity, or in layman's terms, a "bottomless hole."

The chalice and its liquid appears to gravitate toward the ceiling of the chamber. If a subject holds out their hand as if to grasp an object, the chalice will fall into their grasp, always landing right-side-up relative to the subject. Regardless of their attention or reflexes, the subject will always catch the chalice. At this point, the chalice becomes visible to all other observers in the chamber. Subjects have been noted to remark about how appetizing the mixture inside looks and smells, despite its composition. This is a potential cognitohazard. If not stopped, the subject will proceed to drink roughly a liter of the solution, remaining unaffected for roughly four minutes. Afterwards, the subject will begin to undergo an exceptionally painful metamorphosis, eventually becoming one of several entities. Potential entities include, but are not limited to, SCP-XXXX-4, a predatory, horned lupine weighing 3 tonnes, SCP-XXXX-5, an entity displaying no superficial metamorphosis but possessing qualities similar to SCP-096 (except for the immortality), and SCP-XXXX-6, a non-hostile anthropomorphic, horned vulpine capable of teaching a variety of subjects, from proper containment procedures to the kinetoglyphs of SCP-3688. However, SCP-XXXX-6 display a manipulative nature, attempting to convince nearby subjects to imbibe the solution within SCP-XXXX-3. If this is successful, the subject will always turn into SCP-XXXX-6.

SCP-XXXX-7: █████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NONONONONONONONONONONON0N0N@*$(!)- [DATA EXPUNGED].

Investigations are underway.

Addendum A: With the enactment of Operation OKLAHOMA, SCP-XXXX has been selected, among others, to serve as sites for training entry-level staff. It has been chosen for its relatively mild effects and levels of danger. Due to its exemplary potential for this purpose (Possessing weak cognitohazards, low-danger entities, and mild reality-warping), it has also been designated as the headquarters for Operation OKLAHOMA, which is situated in a reinforced bunker underneath Area-89, designated as "The Eden Complex." Notable graduates of The Eden Complex's training process can be found below.

+ Trainee Reports for Operation OKLAHOMA, Top Tier

- Trainee Reports for Operation OKLAHOMA, Top Tier

Subject: James L. Kaiser

Description: 17-year-old Caucasian (Germanic) male, German-American

Area of Expertise: Theoretical Physics (Bachelor's level), Paranormal Engineering (Master's level), moderate levels of expertise in various scientific fields

Defining Characteristics: IQ of 162, highly analytical personality and love for the sciences, frequent Parawatch activity under the moniker "Causal1ty", lack of respect for authority, Borderline Personality Disorder

Tapped For: Researcher

Interviewer: Dr. Glass

Foreword: Kaiser had been displaying signs of stress ever since his procurement, causing doubt regarding his ease of recruitment and loyalty. More so, he had indirectly caused the death of one (1) retrieving agent, having anticipated their arrival and set up a mechanism that triggered a shotgun facing the front door of his home if it was not opened in a particular way.

<Begin Log, 0900>

Glass: So, Mr. Kaiser.

[Kaiser shifts uncomfortably.]

Kaiser: Uh, you can call me James.

Glass: Alright then, James. Do you know why we've brought you here?

Kaiser: The guard at my door just told me to go with him, but considering your office reminds me of the councilor's at my old high school, you're some kind of psychiatrist?

[Kaiser points to a stress ball on Glass' desk. Glass laughs.]

Glass: There's really no keeping secrets from you, huh? So, you've been taking your medication, correct?

Kaiser: I mean, if I didn't swallow it myself, they'd shove it down my throat with a ramrod, so…

Glass: So if you're on your medication, then there's no point in sending you to a psychiatrist, unless, of course…

[Kaiser smiles.]

Kaiser: Unless you wanted something from me. You being whatever organization that represents.

[Kaiser points to the insignia on Glass' lab coat.]

Glass: Ah, yes. Everyone in this facility is a member of the Foundation. You were taken here as part of Operation OKLAHOMA, which is a recruitment drive for our organization.

Kaiser: So I'm being recruited for the Illuminati.

Glass: It's more complicated than that. You're a fan of the supernatural, right? Spent a few evenings browsing forums about it?

Kaiser: Right. When I joined Parawatch, I was trying to help them out, work out the laws and math behind whatever they were seeing.

Glass: I'm sorry, James, but there doesn't seem to be much in the way of logic to these things. Which brings me to our- and by extension, your- purpose here. Our motto is "Secure, Contain, Protect" for a reason. Doubtlessly, you already know what we are referring to. You may not, however, grasp the scope of it all. The Foundation studies, contains, and utilizes anomalies for humanity's benefit. Several of these anomalies can end the world as we know it. We have to operate in secret, or else society as you know it would break down.

Kaiser: Such an organization would have to have deep pockets. How much resources are we talking?

Glass: You're not cleared to know that.

[Kaiser laughs.]

Kaiser: Your expression tells me all I need to know. So, we're also going to hold the ethics?

Glass (indignantly): James.

Kaiser: You're making it too easy. So, we're talking a global organization with basically limitless resources and a willingness to do anything to preserve normality. This is some real New World Order shit. And where do I come in?

Glass: You're a self-styled scientist, correct?

[Kaiser perks up.]

Kaiser: Are you saying what you think I'm saying?

Glass: Normally, we would require a certificate of your knowledge, but we've studied you long enough to see that not everyone needs a piece of paper saying how smart they are. We're willing to offer you an entry-level position in the Foundation.

Kaiser: What kind of position?

Glass: Junior Researcher. If you demonstrate your aptitude to us, you will be promoted to Researcher. Then, you will ascend and descend the ranks as the Foundation sees fit.

Kaiser: Two questions.

Glass: Yes?

Kaiser: One: Can I get a new set of glasses, 'cause they broke mine bagging me.

Glass: Yes.

Kaiser: Two: Do I get to wear a lab coat like yours?

Glass: I don't see why not.

Kaiser: Sold, and I'll start working today.

Glass: Are you sure, because this is a lifelong commitment-

Kaiser: I would like to do science now.

<End Log, 0904>

Closing Statement: James Kaiser was given a position as a Junior Researcher and assigned to the training course at SCP-XXXX. He was also granted a uniform and prescription eyeglasses, as per his request.

Subject: Harlequin C. Grati

Description: 23-year-old Caucasian (English) British national, female

Area of Expertise: Marksmanship (National level), Mechanical Engineering (Bachelor's level), various technical fields

Defining Characteristics: Arrested in 2016 (assault with a deadly weapon) after shooting a would-be mugger, causing permanent paralysis from the waist down, otherwise highly obedient to authority, displays a combative and militaristic outlook on life

Tapped For: Security/MTF

Interviewer: Dr. Fugue

Foreword: Grati had been very obedient while in her cell, never speaking unless spoken to. On the second day of confinement, Grati was observed speaking to herself, revealing her belief that the agency that had kidnapped her was the British intelligence agency MI6, or the Secret Intelligence Service. This belief was not affected by viewing Foundation insignias or hearing "SCPF" or "The Foundation" spoken aloud. At the time of the interview, research was underway into her propensity for denial.

<Begin Log, 0900>

Fugue: Hello, Ms. Grati.

Grati: Greetings, sir.

Fugue: Please, have a seat.

Grati: With all due respect sir, I prefer to remain standing before my superiors, sir!

Fugue: I'm not your superior, at least not yet. Tell me, have you ever heard of the Illuminati?

Grati: I don't understand how that relates to us, sir.

Fugue: If you listen, you'll find out. I hate to break it to you, but we are not MI6.

Grati: I'm sorry, sir?

Fugue: In fact, we don't work for the British government at all. We are the Foundation, an organization dedicated to the containment of objects and creatures that defy nature the world over. You have been selected, among others, to help us in our endeavor to do this. Understand?

Grati: Have- have I been kidnapped?

Fugue: You can say that, yes. It's for a good cause. In other words, it's to save the world.

Grati: This can't be happening. I've gotta be dreaming.

Fugue: Unfortunately for your interpretation of reality, you are not. Revelations like these often come with a shock, but denial will do nothing but delay it.

Grati: This isn't real. I'm dreaming. And when I wake up, I'll be back in my cell awaiting whatever the Queen's got in store for me.

Fugue: You're being irrational. The concept of MI6 kidnapping British citizens is ridiculous.

Grati: As opposed to this? A worldwide circus of all the Parawatch jokes one can muster? No, I don't think I'm being irrational, sir.

Fugue (over radio): Get someone with Class-E amnestics on standby.

Grati: Oh, what now, you're going to shine a light in my eyes and zap my memory, huh? This is insane.

Fugue: Close, but no cigar. Agent Dimms, if you would.

[Grati bolts out of her seat towards the open door, only for a dart containing Class-E amnestic to be shot into her arm. For all those unfamiliar with amnestics, Class E causes acceptance of perceived reality regardless of logical thought. Grati halts and allows Agent Dimms to escort her back to her chair.]

Fugue: Feeling better now?

Grati: Yes. I don't know what came over me, sir. Now, about this Foundation…

Fugue: Fire away.

Grati: Why did they pick me?

Fugue: As you know, you are an extraordinary shot with a rifle, correct?

Grati: Yeah.

Fugue: You would be surprised how many containment breaches are stopped by a single well-placed bullet. Not everything's completely invincible, you know.

Grati: I'm wanted as a sniper?

Fugue: A markswoman, yes.

[Grati appears anxious.]

Fugue: Is something wrong?

Grati: It's just- I've never wanted to do anything with my life more than work for the government or the military. I assume you're kind of both.

Fugue: You know, if you want to say yes, no one's stopping you.

[Grati pauses.]

Grati: Yes.

<End Log, 0907>

Closing Statement: Grati was given a position as MTF Cadet and assigned to training at The Eden Complex.

PLACEHOLDER FOR INCIDENT LOG XXXX-A

« SCP-XXXW | SCP-XXXX | SCP-XXXY »

Society seizes to exist in America after a nation wide breach caused survivors to move into bunkers underground. 30 years later a survivor writes about her memories, losses and her education about the SCP Foundations failure.

James Kaiser, or as the Foundation called him, Junior Researcher Kaiser, tightened his tie in preparation for what was to come. This was his first (technically second, but the first was a 14-hour flight to Ethiopia for the training course) day as an employee of the Foundation, a clandestine organization with the sole purpose of making sure all the monsters in your closet don't strip the flesh from your bones with a flick of the wrist. Kaiser laughed as he remembered the look on his handler's face when he saw that Kaiser had cut a strip of bulletproof cloth from a guard's backpack when they weren't looking and was sewing it into his lab coat, spaced just close enough together to deflect small-arms fire but still be an efficient use of the limited fabric he had.

For context, Kaiser had never been "normal." Whether it was his account on Parawatch (something his hometown regarded as something of a digital crackhouse), or his Borderline Personality Disorder, those around him always found ways and excuses to avoid him. By the age of fourteen, he had become estranged to the concept of authority, something he saw as built of people that didn't understand him. Almost four years later, it hadn't come back. Ironically, in the clutches of one of the most controlling groups in the world, he had never felt more at home.

When the Foundation had come for him four days previously, he had rigged a shotgun up to the door so it would blow the head off anyone who entered without doing a little jig with the door. He didn't think the first guy would actually trigger it. Next thing he knew, he was clutching the fallen soldier's head, trying to use what little medical knowledge he had to stem the bleeding and ignoring the team right behind him. Next thing he knew, there was a pill shoved down his gob, and his limp form was shoved into their vehicle and retrieved. Once waking up, he spent two days in a cell before being invited for a meeting with Dr. Glass.

He had accepted their request before they made it.

Now, the C-130 brought him, along with thirty-odd initiates, to a landing in the little airfield besides SCP-6066. Judging by the bewildered looks of the rest of them, they weren't here by choice either. Kaiser counted himself lucky for being one of the few to actually believe in the paranormal. It felt less like diving headfirst into a pool of shit, and more like wading in step by step. He had already deduced that there were hostile entities (there were too many eyewitness accounts, Parawatch and otherwise, to deny that), and that they would vary in levels of danger.

He skimmed over the booklet handed to him. On the first page was a supposedly-handwritten letter from O5-7, treating the recruits of Oklahoma like they were superheroes or something. He browsed past explanations of Safe, Euclid, and Keter, along with Disruption Classes and Risk Classes. They all sounded the same to him. He was just reading it for the pictures.

Kaiser's attention was caught by a photograph of a man wearing 14th-century medical garb, his hand outstretched as if to beckon someone or grab something. The label underneath read SCP-049. There was a quick summary of what it did, which was apparently a supreme example of a "skip." If killing you with a single touch was a basic thing… he couldn't tell if he was nervous or excited.

Kaiser had requested all the SCP files he could get his hands on when he got to the facility. His tablet dinged as it received dozens of files. Kaiser couldn't keep the euphoria down, and giggled like a toddler as he perused the stacks of compiled knowledge. To a cryptid enthusiast like Kaiser, access to Foundation files was like giving a kid a billionaire's credit card and steering them in the direction of the nearest candy and/or toy store. Though several could probably stop his heart just looking at him, the sensation of it all was intoxicating. His bunkmate looked at Kaiser like he was insane. It was probably for good reason.

"What're you looking at?" He asked. "Skips." Kaiser replied.

"Skips?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"Because they're cool looking."

"You won't care when one's turning your GI tract inside out."

"That doesn't change that they're cool looking."

His bunkmate paused, then laughed. "Does anything faze you?"

"Yeah."

"Like what?"

"I- don't want to talk about it." Kaiser could see the brain matter splattered on the doorframe.

"Ooooooh-kay."

"What's your name?"

"Don Tresco."

"What's the Foundation got you in here for?"

"Something called Mobile Task Force." Whatever that was, it sounded like it could use people like Tresco. The man was built like a bull, even though he couldn't have been much older than Kaiser. He'd need to stay on his good side so he wouldn't use him like a toothpick.

"I'm James Kaiser, Junior Researcher. Pleasure to meet you." They shook hands.

The next week or so was a blur of activity, mostly involving briefings and trainings on the most basic the Foundation had to offer, mostly how to contain (or assist in the containment of) skips. The Researcher course had a lot on gunmanship, which was worrying to say the least. At least he was a decent shot.

But now- here, the fun began. Kaiser had sped through the introductory course (he did that a lot) and was now about to be sent, alongside several others, into the skip the facility surrounded. From what he'd heard, it was the Garden of Eden.

The fucking Garden of Eden.

Just like he had a week before, Kaiser tightened his tie. However, unlike a week before, the next thing he did was slide a .45 pistol into its holster, hidden within Kaiser's unbuttoned labcoat. Clipped to the other side of his coat was something called a "Reality Pen." Apparently, clicking it would generate a field of reality stabilization that would protect him from anything that manipulated spacetime. However, since it had to fit in a pen, he was supposed to use it sparingly due to its drain on the battery. Beside him was MTF Cadets Grati and Tresco. Grati had an antimaterial rifle with an intimidating scope strapped to the back, and Tresco had an assault rifle of some sort, though with his physique he could probably fire one in each hand and be fine. What sort of mission would require this group of heavily-armed trainees?

A scavenger hunt.

Through a three-and-a-half square kilometer maze.

Filled with anomalies.

Fuck.

Kaiser had four magazines of ammunition in his coat. Two were classic full-metal-jacket for corporeal enemies, and in the case of the lightning-things that haunted this place, they also had special Anti-Static Rounds, which would, upon touching an electric anomaly, burst into a cloud of insulative material, severely hampering the anomalies' ability to do harm if not disabling them outright. He also had some sort of energy bolt gun, that would stun anyone it hit like a Taser, but they were instructed to only use it on enemy teams, since using it on the lightning anomalies would only charge them up more. They would be watched from camera drones flying all around, so if they got into any real danger, the trial would be stopped immediately and they would be retrieved. In addition, they were told that two additional anomalies would be released into the perimeter, but not told their abilities. Kaiser knew it was to keep them on their toes.

However, they were told that the first team of three to locate all the objects on the list, along with an anomaly of their choice, and document it, would be granted a bonus two hours of recreation time every day for the next week. Anyone who needed to be retrieved was immediately disqualified. They were going to play two games. One was a cooperative game, where the teams were to locate and cooperate with their GOC counterparts to find the objects, with both teams getting the bonus, and one was a competitive game, where the Foundation and GOC teams were competing to find the objects and only one bonus would be given. There was no time limit, but more anomalies (all incapable of physical harm, of course) would be introduced to the competition as time went on. There were five teams each on the GOC and Foundation sides, all teams of three making thirty in total.

"All personnel-in-training, please prepare for deployment." A voice rang out over the intercom. Kaiser started running in place. The Cadets looked like they were suppressing laughs.

"Deployment in three, two, one…" An airhorn rang out and Team Blue entered the complex through the western gate. Immediately, they were greeted with stepped pyramids of exotic flowers and herbs. Some looked more appetizing than others. "Careful, we don't know which one of these are poisonous." Grati said. The pyramid fields were bisected by a road of perfectly-hexagonal stones, which continued in a straight line into a gate of some sort. Then, it went down, down to somewhere. Kaiser climbed up one of the taller pyramids and surveyed the area. As far as he could see, the triangular sector they were within was, aside from the pyramids, completely featureless, and the tunnel was the only way to got further without climbing gear.

"There's no other way to get further. What're we looking for?" Kaiser asked Grati, who had the list. "First thing is a statuette. Probably anomalous, so maybe don't touch it?" Grati replied. "If I were a statuette, where would I be?" Kaiser thought aloud.

"Probably indoors, so let's start there."

They headed down the tunnel, and Kaiser noticed as a tiny, gray protrusion in the wall swiveled around to look at them. Probably a Foundation camera.

As they entered, Kaiser gestured for Grati to hand him a set of NVGs. She grabbed her spare and handed it to him. Kaiser had to take off his glasses to accommodate them, but it wasn't like he couldn't strain his eyes a little. The pitch-black corridor lit up with pale green light. Tresco activated his laser sight. They continued on like this until Kaiser noticed a doorway in an alcove in the perfect wall. It looked like a normal office door, but in such a strange environment, normal things were the exception.

"We should check it out. Maybe they have something we need." Grati spoke. Carefully, Tresco opened the door and pointed his gun inside.

There was an agonizing pause.

"Clear." Tresco said. His voice seemed abnormally loud. Kaiser and Grati entered next, seeing a hallway with a dozen doors on each side, a door on the end, and mirrors in between each door. When Kaiser walked in, however, he saw a dozen copies of himself, all looking slightly different. In one, he was the MTF agent, and Grati was the Researcher. In another, he was wearing an orange jumpsuit with a blindfold around his head. The most disturbing of the mirrors was one in which there were three misshapen heads, attached by crooked and sticklike necks to a melded, singular body. The worst part?

One of those heads was wearing Kaiser's glasses.

"Hello? Can anyone hear me?" Grati said. Only Grati was to Kaiser's right, and this Grati was coming from the left. Kaiser turned to the source to see yet another mirror, with Grati standing on the other side, facing Kaiser.

"We've got an anomalous mirror. Well, really anomalous." Kaiser said awkwardly.

"What the hell…" Grati whispered, approaching the mirror. The other Grati remained still. "Can you hear me?" The other Grati asked. "Y- yeah, we hear you. What's wrong?" Grati #1 asked.

"Help me! You need to- you need to help me! They're almost here, I've locked the doors!"

"What's happening!?"

"Help me! Please! Let me through!" Grati #2 sounded desperate. Grati #1 pounded on the glass, trying to reach through to grab her hand.

"NO! THEY'RE HERE! I-" Grati #2 doubled over in apparent agony, then went still.

"Grati?" Kaiser asked in horror. Grati #2 rose to her feet, but now her look of panic was replaced with a cold, almost sadistic smile.

"Grati, be a dear and help me through." Grati #2 said, reaching a hand out to touch the glass. There was a look in her eyes that suggested something, close to insanity, but much, much worse. As her fingers touched the glass, the surface began to bulge inward, the glass coating her like some kind of infernal oil. Kaiser thought nothing, just pulled his pistol and fired a full magazine into the glass. The bullets pinged off, like he was shooting tank armor.

"Shit, shit, SHIT!" Kaiser yelled. "RUN!" Tresco turned and fired two bursts into the emerging glass creature, to no effect. They burst out of the door leading back into the tunnel, only for a bolt of cyan energy to glance past Kaiser's head. The glass creature burst from its mirror prison and slipped through the doorway, ignoring Team Blue and sprinting towards Team Green, the ones who had shot at them. In the dark, it would be almost impossible to see, even with NVGs.

"RUUUN!" Kaiser screamed with all his might. The Cadet that fired the bolt had only a moment to register what was going on before the glass creature's hands wrapped around his head and wrenched it to the side with an awful crunch. The Researcher was next, having only the time to let out a strangled gasp before a single .50 round from the former Grati's rifle left her without a head. The other cadet was luckier, getting one or two shots off before three more to his abdomen downed him. The creature lifted him off his feet by the neck. The Cadet made a strangled, desperate noise of two syllables before the creature mercilessly crushed his windpipe.

"Mommy!"

"Command, what the hell did I just see!?" Kaiser said into his radio, hunched with his team behind a tall pyramid.

"Team Blue, description." The cold voice replied.

"We were in this hall, and there were doors and mirrors, and something that looked like my teammate just crawled out of one and fucking murdered Team Green!"

"Are you sure they're dead?"

"It snapped one Cadet's neck, crushed the other's windpipe, and reduced the Researcher's head to fucking mist!"

"Oh, God, ohhh God." Grati said, rocking back and forth in a ball.

"Team Blue, remain at your position, we are extracting all teams from the entity!"

Kaiser looked back at the tunnel. There was no telling if or when that thing was going to come after them. "Negative, we cannot stay here!"

"Team Blue, if you do not remain at your position we will not be able to locate you!"

"Then we're dead either fucking way! That thing ate half of Tresco's mag and one of mine like it was nothing!"

"Cadet Grati is equipped with a 50-caliber anti-materiel rifle. You are ordered to fire upon the entity with it."

"Grati, get your rifle! If it's got tank armor, we're gonna try the anti-tank gun."

"Y- yes, sir." Grati said hesitantly, climbing the pyramid to steady her gun at the top. With that, she was given a five-meter-high vantage point. They waited for the thing to leave the tunnel. Several minutes ticked by. Then, just as they were about to say that it was gone, the creature leaped from the tunnel and sped towards them at what must've been fifty kilometers per hour or more. "FIRE!" Kaiser ordered. Grati fired one shot, then two. The creature staggered back with the first, then fell to its knees on the second. Its glass was visibly fractured. Grati fired her entire magazine into the thing, leaving it a crumpled heap on the ground.

"Command, entity contai-" Kaiser began, only to see it stand up and begin staggering towards them at a pathetic pace.

"Command, the entity was slowed but not terminated."

"Roger, Team Blue. You are free to disengage. We will be landing an MTF chopper in the center square, do everything in your power to make it there."

"Affirmative. Everybody up, we're moving!" Kaiser spoke. They began a brisk jog, watching for anomalies, but strangely enough, the electric ones were absent.

As they wandered the sector adjacent to the starting one, they climbed the taller pyramids closer to the center to survey the area. The center quadrant was a giant hexagon, divided into fourths by a set of walls, leaving room for a small square in the center with a towering, monolithic pyramid before it. From so high up, it seemed kilometers away, and Kaiser felt a feeling of hopelessness, his mind telling him that he would never make it through the maze in time.

Suddenly, someone called out to them. "Hey!" A female voice called. The entirety of Team Blue turned, raising their weapons. "Don't shoot! I'm not trying to hurt you!" The voice said. Cautiously, the team descended the pyramid and looked to the source to see an ajar door in the wall. Tresco entered first, rifle raised. Kaiser entered second, and Grati covered the rear. Tresco flipped his flashlight on.

Standing before them was a woman with orange-and-brown fur, gazelle-like horns, and a predatory, foxlike face. Something about her simultaneously put him on guard and at ease at the same time. The way she held herself indicated some form of docility, but the look in her eyes was unmistakably human, and unmistakably cunning. "Come on, I know a shortcut to the center." She said, taking off into the darkness. They had no choice but to follow. She ran just fast enough to stay at the edge of the light, but just slow enough to still feel the twilight.

The corridor opened up into a large chamber with an empty podium at its center, probably designed to hold some display case or something. As Kaiser inspected the room, something snagged his eye. There was a pedestal hanging from the top of the room, holding a golden chalice filled with red liquid, both cup and contents defying the laws of gravity.

It was then that he noticed Grati and Tresco staring at him incredulously. The fox-person halted in her tracks as well. "Oh, yes, that. You're welcome to take a drink if you so desire. Just hold out your hand."

Calmly, Kaiser stretched out an open palm, without even paying attention to what he was doing. Just like that, he felt something hit his hand, and his fingers wrapped around it without him even thinking. Looking at his hand, the chalice rested in his right hand, having fallen from the ceiling and not spilled a single drop. Impressive.

"If you want to drink, be my guest. In fact, you want to drink too, don't you? I can sense that you're so thirsty…" The fox-person said slyly. As a matter of fact, Kaiser was parched. The stuff in the cup gave off an intoxicating aroma. The fox-woman wanted him to drink, and he would not disappoint…. it looked…. so tasty….

Kaiser had begun raising the goblet to his lips when a gunshot startled him out of whatever trance he was in. The fox-woman gave a gasp, and Kaiser turned around to see her as she stumbled, fell to her knees, and hit the floor, mouth agape, saliva laced with blood. "Cognitohazard 101, Kaiser. Also, how the hell did she convince you to drink- shit and blood!?" Grati said, pulling the goblet from Kaiser's hand and pouring it out. However, after five straight seconds of continuous tipping, the chalice seemed nowhere near empty.

"And the shit never ends!"

Team Blue made their way still towards the center. Despite her… shortcomings, the fox-woman had spoken truthfully when she said that there was a shortcut. And it only costed a bullet, James thought. Though, here, one bullet could certainly be the difference between life and death and- whatever the shit goblet was. "Fucking furries," Tresco mumbled under his breath.

"That's what they want you to do." Kaiser replied.

"God, Kaiser!" Grati and Tresco said simultaneously. Kaiser chuckled.

By this point, the seemingly insurmountable maze had almost melted before them, leaving a clear trail to the exit.

That was when they heard the hissing.

"OH GOD SNAKE!" Tresco yelled, hastily making his way towards the square.

"Why do you fear me?" A low, scraping voice spoke. The very sound sent a terrible feeling down Kaiser's spine, like a nail had been driven between every vertebra. Kaiser turned to see a humanoid creature, but everything about it was wrong. It was covered in brown scales, its eyes were slitted and yellow.

It was a snake.

Not only that, it was a snake contorted and coiled in ways that should not have been possible. It somehow had four tails, one for each limb, even though James saw that its body never split. "Lower your weapons. It would do neither of us well for me to attack you." Kaiser sure as hell didn't follow that command.

"What the hell are you?" Kaiser asked.

"Someone who's here to assist. A… friend, so to speak. Don't worry." It hissed. With that, its eyes pulsed with glowing white, sending a shock across Kaiser's brain. His thoughts began to dissipate into the static. Recognizing what was happening, he wrenched his head to the side, grabbing Grati and covering her eyes. With his other hand, he pulled his pistol and fired two shots at where the sound came from.

"Now that's no way to treat a friend." The snake-thing hissed from behind. Kaiser whipped around, eyes shut, and fired twice more. Then, it hissed an incomprehensible phrase at him from his left. Without Kaiser wanting to, his pistol went to shoot the thing.

Through Kaiser's head.

Kaiser dropped his weapon, only for his hand to go for his throat. "Yes. Die in the dark, as they say." With that, his other hand began to spasm, reducing his ability to not strangle himself. Frantically, he reached for the pen in his pocket-

Click.

Immediately, whatever foul presence taking over his body immediately dissipated and the snake hissed with pain. His risked opening his eyes to see that he wasn't affected anymore. Grati yanked a chain with a crucifix on it off her neck and began swinging it at the snake frantically. When it connected, it didn't seem to do much, but the snake still recoiled as if in agonizing pain. It let out a disturbingly human scream, and then moved for Tresco. He, not having resisted the cognitohazard, wasn't in much shape to resist as an impossibly long tail extended from the thing's "arm" and began dragging him behind it. It was dragging him towards a tree with pale, skin-like bark, branching green leaves, and low-hanging purple fruits. "If we're in the Garden of Eden, then that's the Tree of Knowledge! TRESCO!" Kaiser shouted. Considering the last time someone ate that fruit…

It was too late for Tresco now. The snake had him in its grip. "Are you God?" He said weakly. "No, Donovan." Grati said, her voice cracking as she lined up her shot.

"That's Satan."

Bang.

The round ripped through Tresco's body a moment too late, just as his arm gave a yank on the nearest fruit.

Like that, he was gone.

"Tresco?" Kaiser asked in horror. Silence. Then, he noticed that the light coming from the outside was warped, the complex seeming to get taller and bending to intersect the line formed by Kaiser and the core of the Earth. "Grati, GET DOWN!" Kaiser said, leaping behind the walls of the square.

BOOM!

The entire world went white and all sound was replaced by a horrible ringing in Kaiser's ears. All conscious thought withered away in the firestorm, and Kaiser could do nothing but crawl further behind the wall and curl into the fetal position. Everything was burning hot and freezing cold all at once. It was a solid minute of this, though that felt like every eternity in the multiverse to Kaiser. Shards of rock rained down on him, which would've cut him if not for the armored cloth he had the foresight to sew into his coat.

Then, just like that, it was over. Kaiser couldn't hear anything- in fact, he could feel the blood dripping from his ears- and with his burst eardrums, he had no sense of balance. The entire world spun around him and his sight was blurred and unfocused. Without thinking, he let out a silent scream. A few seconds later, two images of one figure appeared in his vision, wearing a red ribbon tied around their right arm. Kaiser tried to remember what that signified, but found that he could not. The figure lifted him into their arms and began carrying him towards a source of repetitive vibrations, like an engine of some sort. Before his consciousness slipped away entirely, he heard a voice say:

"As the Armor defends the Skin, so the Rot will break the Body."

Kaiser awoke on the helicopter, still completely deaf. He tried to lift his head, but he couldn't tell which way was up and almost vomited. Someone stood over him, holding a syringe. Their helmet was imprinted with a white six-pointed star, indicating an MTF medic, and read MTF G-8. They brought their needle closer, and Kaiser didn't even feel the prick before he was out again.

The next thing Kaiser knew, he was in a clinic, smelling of antiseptic and needles. An alarm went off as his heart rate increased, and before he knew it, there was a doctor with him.

"Can you hear me?" He said.

"Y- yeah." Kaiser croaked. The room wasn't moving in waves under him like before, so that was a plus.

"Good. Junior Researcher Kaiser, I'm sorry to say that you have just experienced your first containment breach."

"My first?"

"Most of them aren't as bad as that one. It was a learning opportunity, though."

"Meaning?"

"The mirrors you encountered would be classified Safe. The creature that left the mirror would be classified Euclid. The serpentine anomaly would be Keter. In fact, me and a few others are submitting a proposal to reclassify the zone Keter."

"Yeah, but how bad is it, doc?"

"The breach or your injuries?"

"Both."

"A total of twenty-two trainees, mostly from the Foundation, were killed, alongside four staff for a total of twenty-six deaths. As for you, you were found with both severe hypothermia and second-to-fourth-degree burns over a significant portion of your body, paradoxically. We had to replace much of your skin with synthskin. The synthskin will take a few days to fully integrate with your body, so you'll have to stay on bed rest until that time. We also had to surgically repair your ears and eyes. On the bright side…" The doctor pulled Kaiser's glasses off. "Hey! I need-" Kaiser grabbed for the glasses, only to realize that he was seeing perfectly well without them.

"Well, that's interesting. What happened to my team?"

"We haven't located Tresco; if he disappeared like observed, he may have been removed from the universe or timeline altogether. As for Grati, she was crying and would not have noticed the oncoming explosion if not for you. In fact, she was substantially less hurt than you. She was able to walk on her own and stayed by your side the whole trip back."

"How long was I out?"

"About thirty-six hours."

There was a knock on the door. "Come in." The doctor said. Two people entered the room. "Kaiser! You're awake!" Grati exclaimed, moving to hug him, but Kaiser stopped her. "New skin." He said. They settled on a handshake instead. The second person was a Researcher, his ID revealing his name as Dr. Nathan Halloway, Head Researcher. He said nothing, only took a small stack of papers in a folder from his coat, laid them on the bedside table, and left.

Kaiser grabbed the papers and began flipping through them. As he read them, his eyes brightened and he pumped his fist. "What is it?" Grati asked.

"I got a promotion!"

Afterword: Junior Researcher Kaiser was promoted to the position of Researcher and assigned to work under Head Researcher Halloway in the OXIDA Project, the official name for actions against "The Church of the Broken God" with intent to slow or halt its acquisition of technological or religious artifacts. During the course of this, a raid was performed by the GoI on his outpost, where he was captured and implanted, along with the entire staff of the outpost, with an anomalous cranial implant rendering him immune to most cognitohazards, being one of two staff to survive the procedure. Dr. Kaiser has not expressed any desire to have this implant removed, considering the incident that started his career left him with a severe aversion to and fear of memetic agents and cognitohazards.

Dr. Kaiser spent his first two years at the Foundation working for Dr. Halloway in this endeavor, using his grasp of paranormal engineering to study, catalogue, and even reverse-engineer Mekhanite entities. When the primary objective of the OXIDA Project was realized and it was disbanded, Dr. Kaiser was reassigned to analysis of SCP-6025 for a period of six months. After distinguishing himself during the "Weeping God" Incident, he was relocated to Site-19, where he now resides as Head Engineering Researcher.
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                        left var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
                        padding-right var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
                        background-color var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
                    -o-transition:
                        left var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
                        padding-right var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
                        background-color var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
                    -moz-transition:
                        left var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
                        padding-right var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
                        background-color var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
                    transition:
                        left var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
                        padding-right var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
                        background-color var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
                    padding-right: 0;
                    background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0, 0);
                    pointer-events: all;
                    overflow-x: visible;
                    overflow-y: visible;
                    z-index: 999;
                }
 
                #side-bar::-webkit-scrollbar {
                    opacity: 0;
                    -webkit-transition: opacity var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
                    transition: opacity var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
                }
 
                #side-bar .close-menu::before {
                    z-index: 999;
                }
 
                #side-bar .close-menu::after {
                    z-index: 998;
                }
 
                #side-bar:hover .close-menu::before {
                    opacity: 0;
                }
 
                #side-bar:hover {
                    left: 0;
                    background-color: rgba(var(--swatch-menubg-color), 1);
                    padding-right: 0;
                }
 
                #side-bar:hover::-webkit-scrollbar {
                    opacity: 1;
                }
 
                #side-bar:hover~#main-content::before {
                    width: -webkit-calc(100% - var(--sidebar-width-on-desktop));
                    width: -moz-calc(100% - var(--sidebar-width-on-desktop));
                    width: calc(100% - var(--sidebar-width-on-desktop));
                    opacity: 1;
                    pointer-events: all;
                }
            }
        }
    }
}

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@supports((display: -ms-grid) or (display: grid)) {
:root {
    /* header measurements */
    --header-height-on-desktop: 10rem;
    --header-height-on-mobile: 10rem;
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    --header-h1-font-size: calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
}
 
#header {
    background: none;
}
 
#header::before {
    content: " ";
    position: absolute;
    width: 100%;
    height: 100%;
    left: 0;
    top: 0.75rem;
    background-image: var(--logo-image);
    background-repeat: no-repeat;
    background-position: center -3.5rem;
    -webkit-background-size: auto 8rem;
    -moz-background-size: auto 8rem;
    -o-background-size: auto 8rem;
    background-size: auto 8rem;
    background-position: center top;
    opacity: 0.45;
    pointer-events: none;
}
 
#header h1,
#header h1 a,
#header h1 a::before {
    position: absolute;
    top: 0;
    left: 0;
    margin: 0;
    padding: 0;
    width: 100%;
    height: 100%;
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    display: -webkit-flex;
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    display: -ms-flexbox;
    display: flex;
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    -ms-flex-align: center;
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    -webkit-justify-content: center;
    -moz-box-pack: center;
    -ms-flex-pack: center;
    justify-content: center;
    max-height: inherit;
    z-index: 0;
}
 
#header>h1>a>span {
    width: 100%;
    height: 100%;
    top: 0;
    left: 0;
    max-width: inherit;
}
 
#header h1 {
    height: -webkit-calc(100% - 2.25rem);
    height: -moz-calc(100% - 2.25rem);
    height: calc(100% - 2.25rem);
}
 
#header h1 a::before,
#header h1 a {
    text-align: center;
    line-height: 0.8;
}
 
#header h2,
#header h2 span,
#header h2 span::before {
    position: absolute;
    left: 0;
    top: 0.15em;
    margin-left: 0;
    padding: 0;
    width: 100%;
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    display: -webkit-flex;
    display: -moz-box;
    display: -ms-flexbox;
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    -webkit-box-pack: center;
    -webkit-justify-content: center;
    -moz-box-pack: center;
    -ms-flex-pack: center;
    justify-content: center;
    max-height: inherit;
    z-index: 0;
    text-transform: uppercase;
    pointer-events: none;
}
 
#login-status {
    min-height: -webkit-calc(var(--base-font-size) * 1.5);
    min-height: -moz-calc(var(--base-font-size) * 1.5);
    min-height: calc(var(--base-font-size) * 1.5);
    -webkit-border-radius: .0625rem;
    -moz-border-radius: .0625rem;
    border-radius: .0625rem;
    -webkit-border-radius: var(--border-radius-width);
    -moz-border-radius: var(--border-radius-width);
    border-radius: var(--border-radius-width);
    color: rgb(var(--pale-gray-monochrome));
    background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);
    -webkit-box-sizing: border-box;
    -moz-box-sizing: border-box;
    box-sizing: border-box;
    -webkit-box-flex: 1;
    -webkit-flex-grow: 1;
    -moz-box-flex: 1;
    -ms-flex-positive: 1;
    flex-grow: 1;
    left: 3%;
    right: initial;
}
 
#login-status .printuser {
    --wght: 900;
    position: relative;
    top: 0;
    left: 0;
    color: rgb(var(--swatch-menutxt-light-color));
    -webkit-box-shadow: none;
    -moz-box-shadow: none;
    box-shadow: none;
    padding: 0.25rem;
    margin: 0;
    font-weight: 900;
}
 
#login-status #my-account {
    --wght: 300;
    color: rgb(var(--pale-gray-monochrome));
    font-weight: 300;
}
 
#login-status #account-topbutton {
    border: initial;
    padding: 0.5em 0.5em 0.5em 0.25em;
    position: relative;
    height: 100%;
    top: 0;
    left: 0;
    margin: 0;
    font-size: 1em;
}
 
#account-options {
    width: auto;
    padding: 0.5em;
    border-color: rgba(var(--bright-accent));
    background: var(--gradient-header);
    color: rgb(var(--swatch-text-light));
}
 
#account-options ul li a {
    color: rgb(var(--swatch-text-light));
}
 
#account-options li a:hover {
    color: rgb(var(--swatch-text-light));
    text-decoration: underline;
}
 
@media only screen and (min-width: 769px) {
    #search-top-box {
        right: 3%;
        top: 0.5rem;
    }
 
    #search-top-box-form>input,
    #search-top-box-form>input:hover,
    #search-top-box-form>input:focus {
        background: rgb(var(--black-monochrome));
    }   
 
    #search-top-box-form>input {        
        -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
        -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
        box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
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    #search-top-box-form>input:hover,
    #search-top-box-form>input:focus {
        -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
        -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
        box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
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    #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"],
    #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:focus, 
    #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:hover {  
        border: none;
        border-left: 0.0625rem solid rgb(var(--swatch-primary-darkest));
        -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
        -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
        box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
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    #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"] {
        background: rgb(var(--swatch-primary-darkest));
        color: rgb(var(--swatch-menutxt-light-color));
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    #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:focus, 
    #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:hover {
        background: rgb(var(--swatch-primary));
        -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
        -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
        box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
    }
}
 
#page-title {
    text-align: center;
}
 
@media only screen and (max-width:768px) {
    :root {
        --header-h1-font-size: -webkit-calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
        --header-h1-font-size: -moz-calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
        --header-h1-font-size: calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
    }
 
    #header h1,
    #header h1 a,
    #header h1 a::before {
        top: 0.25rem;
    }
 
    #header h2,
    #header h2 a,
    #header h2 a::before {
        top: 0;
    }
 
    #header h2 span {
        margin-top: -webkit-calc(var(--header-height-on-mobile)/2 + var(--header-h1-font-size)/2 + .25rem);
    margin-top: -moz-calc(var(--header-height-on-mobile)/2 + var(--header-h1-font-size)/2 + .25rem);
    margin-top: calc(var(--header-height-on-mobile)/2 + var(--header-h1-font-size)/2 - .25rem);
    }
}

/* Classic SCP Foundation Theme
 * [2020 Wikidot Theme]
 * Created by Lt Flops
**/
 
/* ---- PAGE WRAP ---- */
 div#container-wrap{
     background-image: url('https://scp-wiki.wdfiles.com/local--files/theme%3Aclassic/classic_body_bg.png');
     background-repeat: repeat-x;
}
 
/* ---- HEADERS ---- */
 span, a{
     word-break: unset;
}
 h1{
     font-size: 190%;
}
 h1, h2, h3, h4, h5, h6{
     font-family: "Trebuchet MS", "Trebuchet", "Verdana", "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;
}
 #header h1,
 #header h2{
     margin-left: -.16em;
}
 #header h1{
     max-height: 105px;
     margin: 0;
}
 #header h2{
     margin: 0;
}
 
/* ---- SITE HEADER ---- */
 #header h1 a,
 #header h2 span{
     color: transparent;
     text-shadow: none;
}
 #header h1 a{
     font-family: "Trebuchet MS", "Trebuchet", "Verdana", "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;
     letter-spacing: 0;
}
 #header h1 a::before,
 #header h2 span::before{
     text-shadow: none;
}
 #header h1 a::before{
     content: "The SCP Foundation";
     color: hsl(0, 0%, 93%);
}
 #header h2 span::before{
     content: "To Secure, Contain, and Protect";
     color: hsl(353, 100%, 30%);
}
 
/* ---- TOP MENU ---- */
 #login-status ul a{
    background: hsl(0, 0%, 93%);
}
 #header{
     background: none;
}
 #top-bar ul li,
 #top-bar ul li ul{
     box-shadow: none;
}
 #top-bar ul li ul{
     border-color: hsl(0, 0%, 27%);
     border-style: solid;
     border-width: 0 1px 1px;
}
 #top-bar ul li a{
     border-color: hsl(0, 0%, 27%);
     border-style: solid;
     border-width: 0 0 0 1px;
}
 #top-bar ul li a::before{
     content: "[";
}
 #top-bar ul li a::after{
     content: "]";
     position: relative;
 
/* NOTE: The Top Bar Menu has spaces after each bullet, which is why this is done: */
     left: -.3em;
}
 #top-bar ul li ul li a::before{
     content: unset;
}
 #top-bar ul li ul li a::after{
     content: unset;
}
 .mobile-top-bar{
     bottom: -.5px;
}
 
/* ---- SEARCH BOX ---- */
 #search-top-box input.empty{
     color: hsl(0, 0%, 45%);
}
 #search-top-box-input{
     color: hsl(0, 0%, 5%);
     background-color: hsl(0, 0%, 100%);
     border: 1px solid hsl(0, 0%, 47%);
     border-radius: 0;
     box-shadow: none;
}
 #search-top-box-input:hover,
 #search-top-box-input:focus{
     color: hsl(0, 0%, 5%);
     background-color: hsl(0, 0%, 100%);
     border: 1px solid hsl(0, 0%, 47%);
     box-shadow: none;
}
 #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]{
     color: hsl(0, 0%, 5%);
     background: hsl(0, 0%, 96%);
     border: 1px solid hsl(0, 0%, 67%);
     border-radius: 0;
     box-shadow: none;
     font-size: 100%;
     font-weight: normal;
}
 #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:hover,
 #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:focus{
     color: hsl(0, 0%, 5%);
     background: hsl(0, 0%, 87%);
     border: 1px solid hsl(0, 0%, 67%);
     box-shadow: none;
}
 
/* ---- SIDE MENU ---- */
 #side-bar{
     clear: both;
     padding: .78em;
     padding-bottom: 0;
     border: 1px solid hsl(0, 0%, 87%);
     border-radius: 0;
     box-shadow: none;
}
 #side-bar .side-block{
     margin-bottom: .78em;
     background: white;
     border: none;
     border-radius: 0;
     box-shadow: none;
}
 #side-bar .heading{
     padding-left: 0;
     color: hsl(0, 0%, 5%);
     border-bottom: 1px solid hsl(0, 0%, 67%);
}
 
/* ---- INFO BAR ---- */
 body{
     --barColour: hsl(0, 0%, 28%);
}
 
/* ---- INFO PANE ---- */
.creditRate{
     margin-right: 0 !important;
     border: none !important;
}
 .rate-box-with-credit-button{
     background-color: hsl(0, 0%, 40%) !important;
     border: none !important;
     border-radius: 0 !important;
     box-shadow: none !important;
}
 .creditButton p a{
     color: hsl(0, 0%, 95%);
     border-left: none !important;
}
 .rate-box-with-credit-button .fa-info:hover{
     color: hsl(112, 100%, 77%);
}
 .modalbox{
     max-height: unset !important;
     border-radius: 0 !important;
     box-shadow: none !important;
}
 
/* ---- PAGE RATING ---- */
.page-rate-widget-box{
     margin-right: 0;
     border-radius: 0;
     box-shadow: none;
}
 .page-rate-widget-box .rate-points{
     background-color: hsl(0, 0%, 40%) !important;
     border: none;
     border-radius: 0;
}
 .page-rate-widget-box .rateup,
 .page-rate-widget-box .ratedown{
     background-color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%);
     border: none;
     font-weight: normal;
}
 .page-rate-widget-box .rateup a,
 .page-rate-widget-box .ratedown a{
     color: hsl(0, 0%, 5%);
}
 .page-rate-widget-box .rateup a:hover,
 .page-rate-widget-box .ratedown a:hover{
     color: hsl(0, 0%, 5%);
     background: hsl(0, 0%, 93%);
     text-decoration: underline;
}
 .page-rate-widget-box .cancel{
     background-color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%);
     border: none;
     border-radius: 0;
}
 .page-rate-widget-box .cancel a{
     color: hsl(0, 0%, 5%);
     text-transform: lowercase;
}
 .page-rate-widget-box .cancel a:hover{
     color: hsl(0, 0%, 5%);
     background: hsl(0, 0%, 93%);
     text-decoration: underline;
}
 
/* ----- GENERAL ----- */
 body{
     color: hsl(0, 0%, 5%);
     word-break: unset;
}
 hr{
     height: 0;
     margin: 1em 0;
     background-color: transparent;
     border-top: 1px solid hsl(0, 0%, 67%);
}
 table.wiki-content-table td{
     background-color: white;
}
 
/* ---- IMAGE BLOCK ---- */
 .scp-image-block.block-right{
     margin: 0 0 1em 2em;
     box-shadow: none;
}
 
/* ---- CLASSIC IMAGE BLOCK DIV ---- */
 .classic-image-block{
     float: right;
     width: 300px;
     margin: 0 0 1em 2em;
     text-align: center;
}
 
/* ---- YUI TABS ---- */
 .yui-navset .yui-nav a,
 .yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav a{
    /* ---- Tab Background Colour | [UNSELECTED] ---- */
     background-color: hsl(0, 0%, 100%);
    /* -------- */
     background-image: none;
}
 .yui-navset .yui-nav a:hover,
 .yui-navset .yui-nav a:focus{
    /* ---- Tab Background Colour | [HOVER] ---- */
     background-color: hsl(0, 49%, 91%);
    /* -------- */
     background-image: none;
}
 .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a,
 .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a:focus,
 .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a:hover{
    /* ---- Tab Background Colour | [SELECTED] ---- */
     background-color: hsl(0, 70%, 35%);
    /* -------- */
     background-image: none;
}
 
/* --- INTERWIKI --- */
 iframe.scpnet-interwiki-frame{
     position: relative;
     width: 17em;
     margin-left: .313em;
     background-color: transparent;
}
 
/* --- SELECTION --- */
 ::selection{
     background: hsl(0, 0%, 83%);
}
 
/* ---- MOBILE MEDIA QUERIES ---- */
 @media (max-width: 767px){
       #side-bar .side-block{
          background-color: hsl(0, 0%, 100%);
     }
      #side-bar:after{
          background-color: hsla(0, 0%, 30%, .2);
     }
}
 @media (max-width: 479px),
 @media (min-width: 480px) and (max-width: 580px),
 @media (min-width: 581px) and (max-width: 767px){
      #side-bar .side-block{
          background-color: hsl(0, 0%, 100%);
     }
      #side-bar:after{
          background-color: hsla(0, 0%, 30%, .2);
     }
      #header, .mobile-top-bar{
          max-width: 95%;
     }
      .mobile-top-bar{
          left: 0;
     }
}

SCP Foundation Secure Facility Dossier

Exclusionary Area-174

Founded: 02/05/2021

Area-174, concealed by desert scenery.

Official Designation: SCP Foundation Mojave Desert Exclusionary Area

Facility Identification Code: USCAMO-Area-174

General Information

Purpose: Area-174 has a duel purpose, of both containing local SCP's, and, as an exclusionary area, acting as a "last resort" for Foundation should the need arise, in the event of an XK, or CK scenario.

Founded: 02/05/2020

Location: Mojave Desert, California, USA

Founding Director: Dr. Benjamin Peyton

Size: Total floor area of 17.6 km².

Founding Director Stevenson.

Site Overview

A last resort / Preparing for the worst.

Area-174 is built almost entirely underground, with only one main entrance, via a titanium-chromium seal capable of withstanding a thermal blast of up to 10,000 degrees, and thus, can withstand a nuclear assault. The seal also has a high tensile strength, and can withstand the majority of brute force attacks. The entirety of Area-174 is shielded by Scranton Reality Anchors, and therefore, means the facility is capable of shelter against both conventional assault and reality-warping anomalies.

In the event of an XK or CK class scenario, Area-174 can utilise its protection as an Exclusionary Site, and act as a safe house for the Foundation until normalcy has been restored.

Site Layout

A simplified pictogram of Area-174.

Area-174 consists of 6 primary sectors; listed A through F.

Sector List:

Sector A: Primary entrance sector, Low-risk containment cells.

Sector B: Laboratories and Testing areas.

Sector C: Storage and office areas.

Sector D: Employee recreation area.

Sector E: Dormitories and residential sector.

Sector F: Maintenance and Life support systems.

Access Recent Events

Level 2 Clearance or above required!

‡ Licensing / Citation

Wow! You flipped a card and got: blazerboy69420 8!!! You ca reload the page or go to the next.
DATE: 14 Jun 2021 15:21

SCP-7000: The Backrooms

:root {
    --posX: calc(50% - 358px - 12rem);
}
 
/*--- Footnote Auto-counter --*/
#page-content {
    counter-reset: megacount;
}
 
/*--- Footnote Superscript Number --*/
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    line-height: 83%;
    text-decoration: none;
    font-weight: bold;
    font-style: initial;
    color: transparent;
    position: relative; top: -0.25em; font-size: 82%;
    padding: .15em calc(.21em - 0.4px) .12em calc(.11em - 1px);
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    user-select: none;
}
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}
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    text-decoration: none;
    cursor: pointer;
    background-color: var(--fnColor, #E6283C);
}
.fnnum:hover::after { color: white; }
 
/*--- Footnote Content Wrapper --*/
.fncon {
    position: absolute;
    right: calc(var(--posX) + 80px);
    line-height: 1.2;
    padding: 0.82rem;
    width: 10.3rem;
    background: white;
    border: 2px solid black;
    font-weight: initial;
    font-style: initial;
    text-align: initial;
    pointer-events: none;
    opacity: 0;
    transition: opacity 0.15s linear, right 0.3s cubic-bezier(.08,.72,.5,.94);
    z-index: 9;
}
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    opacity: 1;
    right: var(--posX);
}
.fncon::before {
    position: absolute;
    top: 0; left: 0;
    transform: translateX(-52%) translateY(-55%) scale(1.15);
    background-color: var(--fnColor, #E6283C);
    color: white;
    content: counter(megacount);
    font-size: initial;
    font-weight: bold;
    font-style: initial;
    padding-left: 0.32em; padding-right: 0.32em;
    padding-top: 0.18rem; padding-bottom: 0.08rem;
}
 
/*--- Mobile Query --*/
@media only screen and (max-width: 1279px) {
    .fncon {
        position: fixed;
        bottom: 1.3rem;
        left: calc(11% - 50px);
        width: 70%;
        transition: opacity 0.15s linear, left 0.3s cubic-bezier(.08,.72,.5,.94);
    }
    .fnnum:hover + .fncon {
        left: 11%;
     }
}

SCP-6970-1.

Assigned Site	Site Director	Research Head	Assigned Task Force
DIM-Site-62	Dir. Estelle Isle	Dr. Uriah Deveyerr	MTF Lambda-74 "Gamejacker"

SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES:

[in the event of info leak or whatever ], a disinformation campaign under the guise of an ARG.Alternate Reality Game. is to be initiated and maintained.

DESCRIPTION:

SCP-6970 is a phenomenon in which individuals will suddenly shift from their surrounding area, manifesting inside of an extra-dimensional liminal space. .Hereby designated SCP-6970-1. Infrequently, also acting as an individual’s form of return from SCP-6970-1. (see Discovery) Although most cases sharing relations with SCP-6970 are presumed to have expired within SCP-6970-1. No discernible pattern or criteria is needed to be met for persons to be susceptible to SCP-6970. .Investigations into possible correlation between SCP-6970 and unsolved missing persons cases are in process.

SCP-6970-1 is an indeterminate expanse of randomly segmented corridors and rooms, invariable in appearance, sharing yellowed wallpaper, damp carpet, and possessing light fixtures at inconsistent intervals. .Efforts to locate interiors and settings that share the likeness and superficial features of SCP-6970-1 In baseline reality are ongoing.

Navigation tools such as compasses and other have rendered ineffective for travel inside of SCP-6970-1, though radio communications and electronic transmissions maintain function. (see Addendum 6970.3)

SCP-6970-1 is devoid of life, other entities not to have been observed. (see Addendum 6970.3)

DISCOVERY:

COOL THING

Proposed Entry Effort
use of Konami code through physical movement
Result
Unsuccessful.

Proposed Entry Effort
use of Konami code through physical movement
Result
Unsuccessful.

Proposed Entry Effort
use of Konami code through physical movement
Result
Unsuccessful.

Proposed Entry Effort
use of Konami code through physical movement
Result
Unsuccessful.

Proposed Entry Effort
use of Konami code through physical movement
Result
Successful!

Proposed Entry Effort
use of Konami code through physical movement
Result
Successful!

EXPEDITION LOG

EXPLORATION

COOL THING

Questions for Critters:

1) clinical tone?
2) should addendum 1-2 be omitted
3) is the atmosphere good
4) is the ending underwhelming
5) is this bad
6) what would help

authorpost:

backroomscp backroomscp

citing both 5545 and Level 0 on The Backrooms Wiki as i directly pulled from them both for desc

shoutout to critters

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‡ Licensing / Citation

SCP Sandbox III

Sandbox III: Revenge of the Sandbox

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE HAS BEEN MODIFIED

The contents of this page have been modified by an unauthorized user. Cognitohazards may be present in the following file. RAISA has been contacted. Peruse at your own risk.

12/16/2019

The day of release. Fuck that movie.

12/17/2019

The day after.

5/4/2020

5 months after release.

Recorded sessions of 6053 escaping:

SCP Foundation Secure Facility Dossier

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