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DATE: 16 Apr 2021 05:09
Threat Entity Database Entry
Threat ID:
PTE-3890-Pygmalion "Subject Four"
Authorized Response Level:
3 (Moderate Threat)
Description:
PTE-3890-Pygmalion is a humanoid resembling a female child with pink hair, and heterochromia.
It is capable of organic manipulation to produce new organisms, hereby designated as PTE-3890-Pygmalion-Fiji. Instances reportedly vary in appearance and capability.
Parathreat is currently within Foundation custody under the designation of SCP-040. As a result, information is limited, but it is known that it was a subject of the late Dr. Adam Green in his research to manufacture Type Green humanoids.
Rules of Engagement:
It is currently not possible to liquidate the parathreat due to being in Foundation custody. As a result, liquidation is a low priority unless there is a change in circumstance.
At its current state, standard armaments will suffice in liquidating it along with any organisms it creates. The cadavers are to be incinerated. If it becomes a Type Green, more appropriate actions are to be taken.
PSYCHE Records
History of Dr. Adam Green
The late Dr. Adam Green was a former employee of Prometheus Labs before the company dissolved. His primary research was on reality benders, and the psionically gifted. He would publish an essay titled "The Evolution of the Mind". It proposed the theory that such parathreats are the result of natural evolution, and that their abilities lie dormant in every human individual. Dr. Green believed that it was possible to activate the ability in a subject through stimulation of the brain, and gaining access into the "psychospace".
Dr. Green would later be involved in an accident where he attempted to prove his theory. He had developed an unknown machine designed to achieve his goal, but it malfunctioned while he used it on himself. The accident resulted in Dr. Green sustaining injuries to his brain, however, he was able to recover due to medical assets developed by Prometheus Labs. Dr. Green gained a severe stutter from the accident.
His activities after the accident remained unknown but it was believed he continued his research. The Coalition became aware of his project, and deemed it a possible threat. Operatives attempted to locate his whereabouts, but he was killed during a raid by the Foundation before he could be retrieved.
Dr. Green's research have contributed greatly to the understanding of reality benders. They would be classified as Type Greens in his honor by the Coalition.
PHYSICS Records
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DATE: 16 Apr 2021 02:22
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe / Potential Euclid
Special Containment Procedures:
No human or animal is to enter SCP-XXXX unless it is for testing, exploration, or research, which all requires approval from 2 level 4 Personnel, which of 1 must be working for SCP-XXXX research.
Any SCP-XXXX-A instance that is alive that goes outside must be terminated, unless otherwise given permission by the Head Researcher for SCP-XXXX, under heavy supervision by Security.
Description:
SCP-XXXX is a home in a rural area, most likely to be a farm, approximately 44 acres in length, and 30 acres in width, with fenced areas, a study into the area is concluding if it is indeed a farm or rather a house with just a big backyard, most evidence concludes it indeed a farm.
SCP-XXXX has not been identified as of age or when it was constructed, most evidence appears to be within 30-40 years of age.
SCP-XXXX’s interior consists of a middle room, most likely a kitchen, with working kitchen tools, such as ovens, stoves, sink, and lights, however anomalous activities has been recorded, which have been stated below in file “SCP-XXXX incidents”.
SCP-XXXX-1 and SCP-XXXX-2 consists of 2 parents, one male, SCP-XXXX-1, age unknown, and one female, SCP-XXXX-2, age between 30-60.
SCP-XXXX-1 and 2 will produce human babies, however, they do not appear to be regular ones, rather the internal organs are completely different and are currently being studied, no bodily fluids are known to mankind, and eye cones appear to be un-readable, every time it is tried, the person or machine will appear to stop working and rather want to do something else.
SCP-XXXX-As will appear to grow similarly to human people, however, at the age of 3, they will soar to become aggressive, and will attack SCP-XXXX-1 and 2, which results in them being refused food or water, which will make them sustain serve malnourishment and die within weeks, unlike humans.
DNA testing shows no DNA present in any of the instances, c
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DATE: 15 Apr 2021 23:38
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: Personnel assigned to SCP-XXXX are to monitor any website assigned to the group they have been put into. Group XXXX-A are to monitor social media sites such as Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc. Group XXXX-B are to monitor any video-sharing/streaming service such as YouTube and Twitch. Group XXXX-C are to find, investigate, and terminate any website created by SCP-XXXX, as well as any other miscellaneous websites.
Groups are to use special computers built by the Foundation which censor any instance of SCP-XXXX on the monitor. Any findings of SCP-XXXX are to be recorded and deleted off the web immediately. Failure to do so may result in a 6-month suspension period of being involved in the containment of the code. Such as with any anomaly with a threat of being exposed to the public, any news reporting on a sighting are to be silenced by any means necessary. The sharing of SCP-XXXX is completely prohibited and will result in job revocation to termination depending on how drastic the breach is.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a unique line of computer code that belongs to no found programming language as of ██/██/████. Any person to look at the code on a computer, phone, or tablet screen immediately becomes obsessed with "finishing" the program the code belongs to, resulting in the user completely avoiding important tasks and even actions humans need to survive such as eating or sleeping. Properties also take effect when looking at an online image of the code written on a real-life object. The only found way of taking away the effects of SCP-XXXX from a person is to forcefully make them take any class amnestic. Forcing someone under the effect of SCP-XXXX to go off the computer including methods of destroying the machine used and simply moving the subject away from the screen will result in the subject going braindead. Another anomalous property of the code includes the ability to completely work within any known programming language including C#, Java, Python, and special Foundation-made programming language "SecureCode", even if it wouldn't normally work within the language itself.
Groups XXXX-A through XXXX-C have been organized to deal with the aspect of the code which makes containment most difficult; the ability to spread throughout the World Wide Web on its own. Though it is accepted that SCP-XXXX spreads by itself, it is also speculated among staff that there is a hidden group of people who are intentionally spreading it, though there has been minimal evidence to support this. Instances of the code have appeared on social media posts, videos, livestreams, and other random websites. SCP-XXXX also spreads by making its own websites, which usually have minimal design containing just the code and sometimes a few random images, though there seem to be no correlation between any image on any website created by SCP-XXXX. The URLs of the sites have always been found to be random scrambles of characters. It is currently unknown if there are any hidden messages within the URLs as no one at the Foundation has been able to decrypt anything either because it is highly encrypted or because there is nothing there at all. Though the creation of these websites are anomalous, the websites themselves are not and are written in standard HTML format.
First known instance of SCP-XXXX was found through a news reporting on a local TV station in North Carolina of a man who died of dehydration while using his computer. The anomaly itself didn't come into the Foundations view until a supposed member of Gamers Against Weed was found dead in his apartment while using SecureCode under the effects of SCP-XXXX. The very first instance of SCP-XXXX was found on GitHub by user ███████ on ██/██/████. During the initial discovery from the Foundation, 6 staff members died from the anomalous effects. It was immediately made apparent that reading SCP-XXXX caused the dangerous effects, though a person simply having it in their field of view does not result in them. Since the discovery, there have been ████ found instances of SCP-XXXX and ███ reported deaths caused by it. It is still unknown whether the program trying to be made using SCP-XXXX is infinite, or simply unfinishable.
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DATE: 15 Apr 2021 21:32
Item #: SCP-bruh
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-bruh is housed at
Description: SCP-bruh is a sexless male of Southeast Asian descent standing at 1.67 meters and is approximately 23 years old. Entity has wavy dark shoulder length hair red eyes and is lean with light brown skin, but has acne scars and presumably self-inflicted injuries all over its body. It wears black framed glasses, black gloves and has a black face mask to cover the facial scars around its mouth. Usually, the object specimen would wear their hair down, but it is often seen with its hair up either in a bun, with a claw hair clip or in a ponytail.
Object specimen is a chess grandmaster despite having an ELO rating of 523. It is speculated that the object uses manipulation or mind games to chess federations while others say that the entity has a psychological effect on chess players.
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DATE: 15 Apr 2021 21:15
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DATE: 15 Apr 2021 21:14
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DATE: 15 Apr 2021 20:39
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is contained in a standard cell with a glass cover overtop the object to prevent items falling into it.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a small picture frame measuring .4 x .25 meters in length (~15 x 20in). Inside of the picture frame is a dark portal leading to a pocket dimension of unknown contents and size.
Addendum: In an attempt to discover the contents the foundation sent drones equipped with night vision into the portal. Any live footage from the drones resulted in radio static after entering the object as well as any footage being deleted. Due to the objects size it would be impossible to send a human subject into the dimension. Sonar and Lidar equipped drones had the same outcome.
The only effective way to record SCP-XXXX is from exterior cameras, two of which are positioned directly above SCP-XXXX on the ceiling of the enclosure. One of these cameras is equipped with night vision.
Researchers observing SCP-XXXX reported movement inside the cell leading to all recordings to be saved to onsite servers for later examination. Upon review of camera footage an unidentifiable entity moved across the entrance of the portal.
This entity has been named SCP-XXXX-a and through the use of high speed camera's constantly recording during multiple sightings, the creatures appearance has been determined. The entity has long slender limbs and torso, its height is approx. 1~1.5 meters.
Researchers believe that if SCP-XXXX-a wanted to escape it could. This prompted researchers to request a re-classification to Euclid, this request was denied due to no proven danger or risk of containment breach. Two armed guards were positioned in the room in case of SCP-XXXX-a's escape.
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DATE: 15 Apr 2021 15:47
Item #: SCP-NNNN
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-NNNN is to be stored in a minimum-threat Site-19 humanoid-anomaly containment cell, and is to be provisioned with standard nourishment for adult male Homo sapiens. SCP-NNNN is to be fitted with mandibular restraints during in-person interactions with Foundation research staff, unless access to its mouth is required for testing.
Care is to be taken by researchers to avoid being bitten by SCP-NNNN, or to allow SCP-NNNN to come into contact with any cuts or wounds. Note that blood contact with SCP-NNNN leads to rapid death by soul desaturation, which precludes the possibility of resurrection.
Description: SCP-NNNN is an adult male human of indeterminate species, with a complete lack of anima vitalis.1 Humans in continuous blood contact with SCP-NNNN experience a rapid drop in AV levels, leading to death within five to ten seconds.
While SCP-NNNN displays phylogenetic overlap with other members of genus Homo, it does not clearly represent any of the three known extant human species. SCP-NNNN's facial structure bears similarities to that of Homo sidhe, with lanceolate auricles and densely-lipochromated irises, but it lacks their sophisticated syrincate vocal cords. Its tall stature—with no evidence of gigantism—and elongated maxillary canines indicate Homo himalaya parentage, but its smaller prefrontal cortex closely resembles that of Homo sapiens. It displays a moderate degree of sensitivity to non-anthropogenic iron.
Such extensive hybridization is rare, though not anomalous.2 Likewise, the ability to drain anima vitalis is a well-explored field in thaumaturgical science. However, according to all theories of thaumaturgy, a living human without a soul is an impossibility.3 No such condition has been successfully induced in a human of any species, whether natural-born, cloned, mind-swapped, resurrected, uploaded, manifested from aether, shapeshifted, transmuted, un-apotheosized, or self-ancestored via predestination paradox.
Unlike H. himalaya, SCP-NNNN does not use its elongated canines to support a mundane carnivorous diet. SCP-NNNN instead uses its teeth to pierce the skin of thaumic sources (i.e. humans), which establishes a highly-conductive aetheric connection to the soul. The steep thaumic differential leads to a rapid aetheric transfer, draining the source’s soul down to lethally low levels within seconds. At this point, death is inevitable and irreversible. Colloquially, Foundation staff refer to this behavior as "feeding."
Though its ability to drain AV with such efficiency is remarkable, it is the root of the anomaly—a living human that entirely lacks a soul4—that is still poorly understood. SCP-NNNN itself is not forthcoming with explanations. Thus far, researchers have relied solely on experimentation, theory, and the scant knowledge of the anomaly's life prior to acquisition (see Addendum NNNN-01 for recovery details).
Foundation researchers initially hypothesized that SCP-NNNN was able to somehow digest anima vitalis to sustain itself. However, it has been demonstrated that SCP-NNNN can survive for arbitrary periods of time without "feeding," to no ill effect. The AV that it drains from its sources is discarded, and dissipated into the ambient aether. It is unknown what utility, if any, SCP-NNNN finds in its "feeding" behavior.
Addendum NNNN-01: Circumstances Of Acquisition
SCP-NNNN was recovered on December 21st, 2019 near Lochbrid, Scotland, a small town populated primarily by H. sapiens. A local resident, Alanna ███████████, contacted the Foundation after observing a pattern of suspicious deaths and disappearances in the area. MTF Phi-9 ("Iron Maidens") arrived at her home three hours after contact. Though ███████████ herself was absent, a journal detailing events related to SCP-NNNN was discovered at the residence. Information in the journal allowed MTF Phi-9 to swiftly track and acquire SCP-NNNN. Relevant passages are reproduced in Supplement NNNN-01, below.
The whereabouts of SCP-NNNN prior to its discovery are unknown. Beyond ███████████’s notes and testimony, what little information the Foundation has gleaned of its history was collected during acquisition. Notably, a digital camera and telephoto lens were found in a backpack carried by SCP-NNNN. The memory card contained numerous photographs of deceased and vanished locals, taken both before and after their deaths and abductions.
Supplement NNNN-01: Excerpted entries from the journal of Alanna ███████████
{date}
Saw a gorgeous little roebuck across the glen. No more than seven hands high at the shoulder, stubby antlers. He bolted before I got too close. Skittish, young enough to remember hiding in the grass. Oops.
Gwen is in a tizzy. There’s a new boy in town, and she tells me he’s a pretty one. They say he’s a posh Englishman, come up on a hiking holiday. Gwen says he booked an airbnb for a month, but I give it a week before he breaks an ankle and has to be helicoptered out. Assuming he bothered to bring a radio.
{date}
Good rainstorm today. Lightning struck a big old oak, gave it a new scar. Must remember to check on the roots. Hopefully not too burnt.
Lauren’s daughter took ill last evening. I brought over ginger tea and tylenol. Kept an eye on the girl until the fever broke. Was up all night, didn’t get a wink of sleep.
Finally ran into that tourist, at the shops. He's tall and skinny. I don't think he knows how to smile. Gwen says he's "dreamy" and "mysterious." I think he looks like a fencepost with a hat. His name is Malcom.
{date}
The MacPherson boy left their paddock gate open again, half the horses wandered off. As usual, they needed my help to bring them home. Took the whole damn afternoon. At least I got a blueberry pie out of it.
My cousin has gone out for a “walk” with Malcom again. I swear if I have to listen to another word out of her mouth about the man, I’ll wring both of their necks. We’re grown women, but Gwen is always fluttering over boys like a teenager. Wish Gran were still around, she’d knock some sense into the ninny. I’d do it myself, but she’s bigger than me.
{date}
Gwen is finally bringing Malcom to the house tonight. She knows I don’t like him, but family is family. I'll humour her. Maybe I can be unpleasant enough to scare him off.
Got a good look at his eyes for the first time. They’re greener than mine, almost as green as Mum’s. I think he’s glamoured his ears. He might have noticed me noticing. Is that why he hadn't come over yet?
It’s in our nature to hide. Gwen’s the only person in the village who knows about me. Custom says to respect his privacy.
{date}
He found me on the trail. He didn’t bother to glamour away the points of his ears, so neither did I. He didn’t say a word, so neither did I.
He looks like sidhe, but there's something very strange about him. Cold. He kept his mouth closed, but I think he might have fangs.
He puts me in mind of a tree that has rotted away, and left an empty shell of bark behind.
{date}
Lea's turnips won't sprout. She begged me to come over and look at her garden. As expected, the soil was rubbish. Woman old enough to be my mother, and she still doesn't compost properly. I gave her a good talking-to.
Fought with Gwen when I got home. Stupid girl. Why doesn't she LISTEN? I've told her he's sidhe, but she thinks it's romantic.
Bought a bunch of little iron meteorites on ebay. Hope one or two are genuine. Maybe I’m being paranoid, but I want cold iron.
{date}
Meteorites arrived today. Most were fake, but three were pure enough to burn the hell out of me, and I’m not even half-blooded. Told Gwen I was careless with the oven. Don’t think she believed me. We get into a new row every day. We barely talk, except to fight.
Wish they were big enough to chip into proper knives, but knuckle dusters will have to do. Just need to wear gloves.
{date}
Gwen didn’t come home tonight. She didn't run off. She left her phone and wallet behind. Malcom is gone too.
{date}
Another search party today. Still nothing.
{date}
Elspeth and Meghan went missing today. Police can’t find anything. Useless. Nobody but me goes in the woods anymore.
I’m going to kill him.
{date}
Sally went missing today. He’s close.
{date}
I found Meghan and Elspeth's bodies. Not even hidden, just dumped right at the trail head. He wanted me to find them. Taunting me. Took three hours for the police to get there anyway.
They’d been dead less than a day. He was keeping them alive.
Bite marks on their necks. I tried to say the words, but their souls were GONE. How?? What is he?
{date}
Elaine went missing today.
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I just came home from patrol. My window is broken, and Gwen’s scarf is on my pillow. Fresh blood on it. Very fresh. Rookie mistake. Now I've got him.
If this should be my last entry, heed these words. I am Alanna, Lady of Brighde Loch. My mother was Lady of our valley before me, and hers before in turn, born unto the holy line of Nimuë herself. They know it not, but I am sworn to protect all who dwell on my lands. A monster preys upon them. I despaired, but I am strong. Blood calls to blood, and the creature has given me exactly what I needed.
His location as of 2:45 AM, 21 December 2019, is marked on the map on my desk. I am going there now.
I have yet to appoint an heir. If I fall, Brighde Loch will be without a Lady. This is a risk I am willing to take. Gwen needs me. Elaine needs me. Sally needs me. Meghan and Elspeth needed me, and where was I? If I die tonight, I can't let it be in vain.
Thus, by my title and right under the Old Law, I beseech the Black Moon to carry my plea to Avalon. Come to thy daughter's aid, for I have but meager iron, and little skill with war magic. Should I fall, finish my quest. Protect my people from this monster.
Fighting monsters is what you do best.
Addendum NNNN-02: MTF Phi-9 Acquisition Report
Alanna ███████████ reached the location indicated by her map approximately five minutes before MTF Phi-9. Sally ████, Elaine ██████, and Gwen ███████ were discovered nearby, where they were treated for dehydration and non-critical wounds before being airlifted to a local hospital.
SCP-NNNN was unconscious when MTF Phi-9 arrived on the scene. It had sustained severe burns and blunt-force trauma, likely due to ongoing exposure to improvised cold iron weaponry. Nonetheless, acquisition proved surprisingly difficult. It took several minutes of negotiation with Lady ███████████ before she allowed MTF Phi-9 to approach, during which time SCP-NNNN sustained further serious injuries.
After much deliberation with Site-19, Lady ███████████'s request for immediate, on-the-scene termination of SCP-NNNN was denied by the Ethics Committee.
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DATE: 15 Apr 2021 15:04
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4169 is free to roam around Site-19 as pleased, but has to go to a standard human containment cell at a selected time. SCP-4169 has requested that his quarters look like a office cubicle, it has been approved. SCP-4169 had LVL-2 Clearance before given SCP Class, and has requested to keep his Clearance, and is pending by O5-11.
Description: SCP-4691 is a Junior Researcher named James Nail. He is a 34 year old male, with a height of 1.4M, and has a brown beard. His effects include:
- Sudden feeling to go to 914.
- He will have a sudden craving for pizza.
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- [DATA LOST]
- Teleportation within 20M. It seems to have a cooldown of 2 hours. Testing shows that the cooldown does not start when sleeping.
With the helpfulness with SCP-4169, he has been helpful in mostly moving boxes. Some described SCP-4169 as:
- Happy
- Lost
- Sick
- Sad
SCP-4169 can go without drinking for up to two weeks before drinking again. SCP-4691 has stated that he does not need to eat, but does for the taste of the food.
SCP-4169 says he was born around 1986 and has control over his growth, and says he will sat at his 34 year old state.
Addendum-01. FINDING
SCP-4169 came to the Foundation in 2008, when JR James Nail came in contact with SCP-059, and survived. When released from medical bay after quarantine, witnesses say he just disappeared. JR James Nail was found later in Site 19's Heavy Containment Zone and later given SCP Classification.
Addendum-02. TESTING
Test 1 - 6.14.2012
Subject: SCP-4691
Procedure: SCP-4169 is to be put in a room with no food for two months.
Results: SCP-4169 seems to not need food, but said he missed the flavor.
Analysis: Seems to not need food.
Note: "Why would we let a SCP that's human without food for 2 months? Yes I know that SCP-4169 survived, but imagine if the SCP died. Our job is to Secure. Contain. Protect. Consider this a warning." Dr. Kine.
_Test 2 - 9.23.2013__
Subject: SCP-4691. D-8291745. Dr. June
Procedure: SCP-4169 is to be put in a room with D-8291745. D-8291745 is to point a unloaded Glock 17 at SCP-4169. Test Approved By Dr. Kine.
Results: [DATA REDACTED]
Analysis: [DATA REDACTED]
Note: No guns are to be pointed at SCP-4169 at anytime. D-8291745 KIA Dr. June MIA
Addendum-03. Interview.
Dr. Yho: So, who would have thought that you would be one of the…
SCP-4169: Freaks? Ah hell, it's not that bad. I get a bed, food, water, hell, I can still move around Site!
Dr. Yho: Yeah. You know what happens when a SCP like this is nice a talking?
SCP-4169: Yep. Interviews.
Dr. Yho: What did happen when you were exposed to SCP-059?
SCP-4169 Well, its kinda weird. Other people screamed out in true horror, while I was, fine.
Dr. Yho: Could you explain better?
SCP-4169 Well it's weird seeing your body like that, it didn't hurt, more it just felt like SCP-999 got fingernails.
Dr. Yho: I see…
SCP-4169 disappears from interview
Dr: Yho: God… who forgot to set the clock?! No matter. Send out 2 SD with LVL-3 Clearance to retrieve SCP-4169 in HCZ. And tell the intern to set the clock again.
Note: Who ever that intern was I want fired. We can't have people like this in the Foundation. -Dr. Kine
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DATE: 15 Apr 2021 13:26
SCP-XXXX upon initial recovery.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is contained within a standard Safe-class containment unit appropriate to its size, at Site-47.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a large black spacecraft approximately (). SCP-XXXX is comprised of an exterior of an unidentified metallic material. Additionally the exterior has been heavily damaged, as indicated by its asymmetrical and heavily eroded forum. Although the exact age of SCP-XXXX is unclear, carbon dating has suggested an age of more than 500 million years old. This potentially indicates why SCP-XXXX is so damaged.
On the posterior side of SCP-XXXX, a single small hatch door with an attributed password terminal of unknown language is attached. Currently all
Discovery: SCP-XXXX
Addendum: On 18/6/20, 05-2 was able to access SCP-XXXX by entering a specific combination of characters on the password terminal, thus opening the small hatch.
The recording mentioned is available below.
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Hello, thank you for actually taking the time to receive our little present, we've been hard at work designing and making it. However unfortunately while we were making this we didn't know who the receiver would be, or even if there would be a receiver. But if were really lucky, the receiver would be the foundation. In which case you likely recognize who I am. I am Donald Henderson, or otherwise known as 05-2, and today I would like to speak on behalf of myself, my organization and humanity as a whole. If we actually are fortunate, you immediately have a plethora of questions swimming around in your head, and I'm going to answer them, all of them. So as with anything I guess I'll start of with the basics.
I have lived an extraordinary life. I've (go from small normal to large alot of)
I had the privilege of watching my species persist throughout eons, colonizing and inhabiting dozens of galaxy's, meeting and greeting other sentient organisms, and to think that I helped is an honour.
We lived to see star's die out and new ones be created, over and over again. However, eventually it was clear now that for every two stars that died only one of them would be replaced, and then eventually it was three than four than five and it climber higher and higher until there was only one left lighting up the now dark sky. And then humanity watched as it fizzled out as if it were never there to begin with.
We started to lose hope when we realised that the universe was dying, we lost a point as to what we should so with ourselves. We gave up, and we started to devolve. There
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We then constructed what you hopefully refer to as an SCP, to leave a mark on the universe, to say we were here and to say we were alive. This bandaged ourselves into believing that we wont be erased, and we dam well hope not. The only thing we can do now is sit back and enjoy the absolute enthralment and chaos of it all. I'm going to die and no one can save, and i have such little time left
