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DATE: 11 Feb 2021 21:39

I just stood there thinking about this place that I'm getting married. It's a small venue in the middle of the field, and it was pretty cheap. The foundation gives many advances. I looked at the guests while I wait for my soon-to-be husband to walk down the aisle. My parents weren't there. Obviously, they sent me to military school to be a man, and look what I'm doing *sigh* it doesn't bother me anymore. I look at the small crowd I meant all of these people while working at the foundation I think that how far I have gotten, I know this work is still dangerous to do I Usually do intelligence, but it always can be scary while I was thinking. He comes in. He's ready to walk down the aisle, and I start sweating. This is it. I am getting married to the love of my life. He slowly marches towards me. At that moment, I feel like my brain was blinking out; I was entranced. It felt so fast and too slow at the same time. Then he came close to me, And he holds my hand. I could feel myself blushing.

-We need to make the wedding Vows,
me - o-okay
then I look at the crowd. My hand's shaking. I start reciting the vows me- thank you, everyone, for coming in here. We are going to keep this brief. I think we were a perfect match between two people with estranged parents who has something to hide from the world, but I promised, whatever happens, we will deal with it together. Marriage officiant - the men in my left are you agreeing with this without pressure My Fiance - I do Marriage officiant - the men in my right are you agreeing with this without pressure without a second hesitation I said I do then he said I could kiss the groom Then our lips meet And I feel myself tearing up why We have done this multiple times But this time is special Symbolize the start of a new life 2 weeks later going to go back to the foundation It doesn't matter what the foundation throw at us I will always be with you
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DATE: 11 Feb 2021 18:17

The main gate leading to the legendary library (designated SCP 4001) opens with a whooshing sound
when one of the O5 Council member's keycard touches the electric panel located on the left of the gate.
It had taken him more than 15 minutes to get here but he knew why the library required so much security so he doesn't mind it. He had been busy with the termination attempts on SCP096 and cant remember the last time he took a break and went outside his lavish office. He had come to the library to read old books. he enters the library, he can se the shelves stretched as far as his eyes can see. The bright lights catches his attention. He starts walking and takes a left turn from the entrance and immediately finds a bunch of old books. He turns around and is confused "weren't his guards right there behind him? strange because he had asked for 3 highly trained security guards and he couldn't see any of them behind him. Regardless, he keeps walking because he has been to this library many times and he can relocate after he is done reading something he likes. he keeps walking and picks one of the books from one of the many seemingly endless shelves. He opens it and reads the title. it says "Aphrodite" this was strange because he had not seen any file named Aphrodite before. He sits down on one of the bench near the shelf and opens the book and to his surprise it is the book of the Greek Goddess Aphrodite. He opens the first page out of curiosity but it is the usual thing you would find when you open a book in SCP 4001. It contained the records of where she was born and what and how she did. He flips to a random page in the thick book and stumbles across a chapter which he had not yet heard about. He holds a great interest in the Greek Gods so this was unusual. He starts reading and finds out that this chapter had been a secret and that's why no-one knew about this until now. The book says that Aphrodite secretly liked Apollo, the God of sun, light and healing but Apollo didn't know about this and Aphrodite kept this to herself until one day she decided to tell about this to her friend Hecate, the Goddess of magic. Hecate told Aphrodite to confess her love to Apollo or to try to win over his heart. Aphrodite agrees and tries to gain Apollo's attention in every way possible but he never got a clue about what is all was and was busy with his own work all the time that he didn't have a minute to spare for Aphrodite and after a few attempts, Aphrodite gives up. Hecate finds her crying in her room one day and approaches her and reassures her that everything will be alright. Aphrodite wipes her tears and gets up and holds the hand Hecate was lending to her. She follows her and then Hecate leads her to a secret room she had created for a magic she was going to perform / She just needed the approval of Aphrodite. They go though a black curtain that could only be passed when Hcate wanted it to be.
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DATE: 11 Feb 2021 17:50

Special Containment Procedures: [Paragraphs explaining the procedures]

Description: SCP-XXXX is a phenomenon where people who suffer from loneliness and have experienced heartbreak become normal, and after a few months, commit suicide for an unknown reason. This can be traced back to a human named ██████████1. In incidents usually caused by SCP-XXXX, SCP-XXXX-NULL Looks like a Female2, On Rare Occasions, SCP-XXXX-NULL Looks like a male. There is other information on the name of SCP-XXXX, But that changes over time. SCP-XXXX Was first discovered in a Baltic German Family in ███████. Further Information is classified to Class A Personnel.

Addendum: [Optional additional paragraphs]


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DATE: 11 Feb 2021 15:42

"Thirteen Down, 'Live Broadcast No-no…'" Dr. Zerda mumbled to himself, massive ears twitching pondering the eight white squares, reading T H _ F _ _ _ D. He took another sip of the earl grey (sweetened with the foundation's own non-anomalous honey) in the Site-77 break room.

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Agent Teal shrieked for his life, making Dr. Zerda leap up to attention.

"What?!"

"SCP SIX J DASH B LOOSE!" Those words were screamed with pure fear as he ran by the break room door. Thank god it wasn't an emergency.

"Oh! Oh, no they're allowed to breach ‘containment’, as it were." Zerda relaxed his shoulders, and took a breath. "They're going extinct, don't you know? Colony collapse disorder and all that. Same with bananas; quite tragic, I'd say."

"Would you fucking help me?"

"Are you allergic…?"

"If I was allergic to anomalous shit I wouldn’t have taken a job here! Now help me!"

"They're not anomalous, we don't even let them get near the anomalous flowers. Can you imagine if some of the ghastly flowers we have were to cross pollinate? It would be a nightmare!"

"Just tell me what to do to get them off my back!"

"Well, are you holding flowers?"

"…Fuck! Where do I put them?"

Dr. Zerda pondered this a moment, and then remembered.

"SCP-5765 is a safe containment for them… I think…"

"Thank fuck!"

"And stop saying the F word! There are anomalous children aroun… Oh, 'The F Word!'" Dr. Zedra wrote in the eight squares "THEFWORD".

"Goddammit, Will Shortz."


Agent Teal bounded down the hall, drifting as best as a person with legs could, briefly passing by Dr. Edmunsen, Junior Researcher El-Waylly and Dr. Ashby. AAaaaa my head fuck

“Listen, I know today is gonna be the day that we find the bees in 5765.” Edmundsen said, a subtly obsessive tone in his voice that Dr. Ashby had come to be familiar with. Dr. Ashby knew there was nothing in SCP-5765. It was a cognitoaffective chamber that had the strange property that you could tell anyone what was in 5765, no matter how impossible, and they would invariably believe you. In other words, if you told someone — for example, Dr. Edmunsen — that there was something — for example, bees — in 5765, they would not question the fact that there was that something in 5765, even if there was objectively no evidence for it.

“Let me get this straight, you’ve tried putting a D-class covered in pollen and sugar, dressed like a flower, and there was still no evidence of bees? That’s a puzzle…” Dr. El-Waylly said, stroking their chin.

“I mean, you’re lucky you’re just dealing with some bees for your first job and you’re not on Keter duty” Ashby added, sipping on some coffee.

“If the bees are this hard to find, they could easily be euclid, though!” Edmunsen interjected.

“Oh, that’s a good point!… Euclid is like, semi-dangerous, right?” El-Waylly said, looking at Ashby for guidance.

“Not necessarily. They’re just unpredictable, maybe needing to be checked up on every once a while.”

“Ah, yes. Makes sense.”

The swarm following Agent Teal passed by just out of earshot of the trio on their way to D-class containment. A good thing too, because Agent Teal had just arrived at SCP 5765, and was ready to rid himself of his terrifying annoyance. He lured the swarm onto the five dollar bouquet he bought from the florists, opened up the door, and with a graceful toss, he lured the insects in, and closed the door so they couldn’t escape. Hey, maybe they’d like the company. Who knows?


D-14417 didn’t expect to be drenched in honey, pollen, and sugar in a skin-tight bee-attracting suit when they first assigned him to the Foundation, but if there’s one thing he’s come to expect during his 3 years at the Foundation, it’s that you will not know anything about what to expect from the Foundation. At least he’d done this before, and knew the honey goes on the OUTSIDE of the suit, so you don’t get a second-rate, no third rate bikini wax trying to take it off.

“Good morning, Vince!” El-Waylly said, chipperly, excited to meet a D-Class for the first time.

“Don’t get too attached, uhh…” Vince said, eyeing El-Waylly up and down, a confused look coming across his face.

“Doc.” El-Waylly replied, a glee in their voice from his confusion.

“Don’t get too attached, Doc.” Vince said, dusting himself with the specially formulated bee-attracting pollen. He walked slowly behind Edmunsen and Ashby, while El-Waylly went at a nearly skipping pace down the hall to SCP-5765.

There was buzzing outside the chamber, which got El-Waylly and Edmunsen bubbling with hype, Vince terrified, and Ashby attributing it to a hallucination.

“Alright, June 14, 2022. Let’s open up that chamber.”

There’s something you should know about 5765, as the scientists open the chamber. If you’ve convinced yourself, over the years, that the cognitoaffective chamber you’ve been studying will contain nothing but thin air no matter when you look into it, you may accidentally fall prey to its devious effects. For example, if one day someone just happens to lure a swarm of bees in there for their own safety right before you start testing, you don’t necessarily consider that in the moment. The much more logical conclusion, in your mind, is that the law of object permanence has been shattered. In other words, you see a goddamn miracle.

“BEES!” shouted Edmunsen, with the glee of Captain Ahab stabbing Moby Dick through the heart.

“WHAT THE FUCK!?” shrieked Ashby, witnessing the closest thing to spontaneous generation anyone would see.

“OH GOD!” screamed Vince, seeing a swarm of potentially angry bees being attracted to his bee-attracting garb.

El-Waylly said nothing, but thought that this job was going to be insane if this was her first day, chasing everyone else, including the bees, down the hallway to see how this all went down.

Vince had never had a fear of bees, but he was damn close to getting one at this point. He still got a fight or flight response, and those shits were too small to fight.

Vince locked himself in one of the unisex bathrooms and practically tore the suit off him, threw it out so the bees could swarm it, and locked the door. How he’d get back to D-class in his underwear without anyone questioning him wasn’t important to him, but he’d done it before, and he could do it again.

Dr. Edmunsen, meanwhile, scribbled furiously every single note he could about the bees, having observed them for what he thought was the first time. El-Waylly stared at the little wonders in action, and Ashby ran to find the person who seemed to know the most about forest-y anomalies, Dr. Cassius Zedra.


“Cassius! Cassius!” Ashby screamed.

“What, what is it?!” Hoping it would be a real emergency this time.

“Bees in 5765!” Cassius then knew, it was too fucking early for this poppycock. It was Sunday. A more peaceful Sunday than usual. Two people have interrupted his crossword and he was just about done.

“…Let me get this straight, you found bees… in a chamber that houses bees?”

Ashby stuttered out the starts of a few different sentences, red in the face, before putting his head in his hands and groaning.

“By the way, does ‘Adam’s Needle’ mean anything to you? Last thing on my crossword and I just can’t get it.”

“It’s a yucca tree… I think…” Ashby responded, quivering and tense.

“Ah, yes, brilliant! Y-U-C-C-A.” He replied, filling in the blanks.

“The bees… escaped!”

“Why did you not lead off with that!?” Cassius yelled, sharing the frustration of Ashby, running out to see the swarm of… entirely normal-looking bees. He turned to Ashby. “What are these bees’ anomalous properties?”

“I don’t know, phasing in and out of existence?”

“Fascinating!” He said, too distracted by a new curiosity to be mad. He walked slowly up to the pollinating bees, Ashby following a bit more cautiously. “Do you have beehives for anomalous bees?”

“I… I don’t think so. How do you even put the bees in the beehive?”

“You find the queen, Ashby! With a smaller swarm like this, it should be quite simple.”

“Alright, the queen’s usually distinct, right?”

“Right.”

Ashby could swear he felt the pieces of his shattered brain rattling around in his head. At least fifty thoughts were rattling around his brain. It felt like the room had flooded and everyone had become fish except him. Maybe he just needed to learn how to swim.

“No queens here, it seems.”

“5765 might have… teleported them there by mistake? Either way, I think they’d be happier outside.” El-Waylly chimed in.

Edmunsen let out a heavy sigh and thought, holding a very pleased bee on his finger. “I guess you’re right. Bees belong outside. I just…”

“What?”

“Two years. Two years I’ve been looking for these damn things and here they are right in front of me. They’re… beautiful. I never noticed how pretty bees were.”

Cassius chuckled and nodded. “I know that feeling all too well.”

“I mean, I got my degree in entomology, that’s why I was assigned to 5765.” El-Waylly added. “No regrets.”

“W-we should be getting this outside.”

“Right.”

Edmunsen, Cassius, and El Waylly started carrying the bee-covered suit outside, as Ashby gave Vincent his clothes and led him back to containment.

“You know, nature photographers usually call this time of day ‘the golden hour’”

“I thought that was right after sunrise. Makes everything look golden and pretty.”

“I mean, everything’s very pretty right now.”

And, almost ceremoniously, they laid down the technicolor bee-coat and let the bees fly around the apiary,

“You think site-command will let us… chill a bit?”

“I assume so. We’re still studying the bees, are we not?” El-Waylly smiled, nodded and took out their clipboard, writing notes upon notes upon notes about the bees, engrossed in everything about them. Edmunsen carefully laid himself in the grass, just watching, writing every so often, while Cassius entertained himself by summoning the bees to his fingers and whispering praise at them.

After about an hour in the sun, El-Waylly realized they should probably move on to their next scheduled experiment with Edmunsen, and Cassius would have to get to work filing. They exchanged their polite “see-you-laters” and went on their way.

They had all felt a certain amount of magic that day — well, an amount of magic outside the usual anomalies. Anomalies, for all their oddness, were predictable. Maybe not in the moment, but they were still usually subject to their own set of laws. They had rules. SCP-5033 would only explode if it got alarmed. SCP-5523 would grow plants deers love for their families and their friends as a sacrifice. SCP-524 will eat literally anything, including himself. Unexpected beauty was few and far between, but every member of the trio could feel a little bit of it, when they swore in their hearts that they heard the tiniest, faintest buzzing behind SCP-5765’s reinforced iron chamber door.


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DATE: 11 Feb 2021 15:29

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DATE: 11 Feb 2021 14:22

rating: 0+x

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A top-down view of SCP-XXXX

Special Containment Procedures: At present, SCP-XXXX is stored in a secure locker at Site-██. Due to its anomalous composition, no additional containment maintenance is required.

Following Incident A-21, all further testing of SCP-XXXXs primary effect has been limited to Level-4 or higher personnel, requiring special validation from the Ethics Committee. Unless specified otherwise, usage of SCP-XXXX on subjects who have developed a natural relationship is strictly prohibited. Breach of conduct will lead to immediate disciplinary action.

Due to the mnemonic effects of SCP-XXXX, and its prevalent potential to be used as a potent Class-C and Class-H amnestic, a request for relocation to Site-██ and utilization as a promising countermeasure to [REDACTED] has been filed and is currently under review.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a pair of medieval scissors, unconditioned, of unusual composition and unknown origin. Whilst made from seemingly regular iron, it is unsusceptible to the process of rust and corrosion. As discovered by the use of an electron microscope, SCP-XXXX ultrastructure harbors an anomalous constellation of atoms, denoted as a new, fifth allotrope type, temporarily labeled ζ (Zheta). Defying the concept of equilibrium, all iron particles inside the respective ion-lattice are bound in strong, electromagnetic pairs, bringing about the scissor's abnormal hardiness to weathering and external forces. Recreation of allotrope ζ has been, to this day, proven unsuccessful.

These properties have made it exceedingly hard to pinpoint the exact date of creation; whilst its design correlates with other historic sources, and is in line with tools found around the years 700-480 B.C, no damage was found even down to a microscopic level. As such, SCP-XXXX could have very well been created in the modern century. The only hint to its true origin is validated by the insignia on one of its blades, "ΑΤΡΟΠΟΣ ΕΝΑΙΡΩ ΕΡΩΣ", which directly translates to "Atropos has slain Desire" or "Atropos killed Eros"3.

SCP-XXXXs 'primary effect' is the unconditional ability to sever the emotional connection between two people of close relation. Upon touching the scissor's surface, immaterial threads of various colors and thickness become visible only to the beholder amidst groups of people no further than 10ft apart (Addendum A). They are intangible by normal means, vanishing from sight once the holder ceases physical contact with SCP-XXXX or are stretched to their limit. Additionally, the user grows an exponential craving to split these threads apart, under the condition that he maintains physical contact with the scissors.

Severing a strand with the use of SCP-XXXX's blades causes even the deepest interpersonal affection between the subject pair to disappear, preventing the development of new fervid feelings. Memories harboring great sentimental value are removed, leaving an inconclusive, incomprehensible jargon of information to fill the holes (Addendum B). There hasn't been a single instance in which the scissors were unable to cut both the figurative and symbolic link between people. This includes the strongest bonds created by a decadelong relationship, or artificial love formed using chemicals or other anomalous objects (Addendum C).




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DATE: 11 Feb 2021 13:44

Here I turn mediocre SCP ideas into bad drafts and try to turn bad drafts into mediocre ones.

Draft(s) in progress:


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Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Thaumiel

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX are to be held in a standard secure locker. A box filled with glasses should preferably7 be held close to SCP-XXXX for application purposes. The assigned senior staff of SCP-XXXX is to be consulted whenever one desires to use SCP-XXXX. Individuals should only use objects affected by SCP-XXXX for a period of 24 hours max. Whenever a person exceeds this limit they are to be monitored and undergo psychological counselling. Usage of SCP-XXXX is recommended by witness/subject examinations and scenarios that require advanced problem solving.

All objects affected by SCP-XXXX are to be destroyed after usage.

Description: SCP-XXXX are eyeglass cleaning tissues that could till the 24th of December be bought in various shops around [Data Expunged]. SCP-XXXX were sold wrapped up in red packages, with the words ¨Glasses Wipes¨ written on in black. Attempts to identify the company responsible for the production of SCP-XXXX are ongoing. SCP-XXXX function similar to standard eyeglass cleaning tissues and have the same structure, however they have shown to anonymously affect any glass substance they are rubbed over. The glass substances will thereafter be designated SCP-XXXX-1.

Any sentient organism looking through a SCP-XXXX-1 will be affected as follows:

-The subject will perceive verbal clues stronger than before
-The subject will have minor capabilities to telepathically perceive thoughts and emotions of another individual
-The subject his ability to think logically8 will improve by 10 to 90 percent
-When past the 24 hour mark, subjects will typically discuss topics that are usually not discussed per socially accepted norms9.

The strength of effects of SCP-XXXX-1 will increase over time it is being looked through, however time past the 24 hour mark has been designated dangerous due to chances of permanent psychological damage and personality alterations increasing heavily.

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DATE: 11 Feb 2021 08:35
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX-1 should be kept in a 5m x 4m x 4m room in anomalous item Sector 6 of Site-84. Two (2) armed guards are to be positioned directly outside the main door leading to the containment area. No individual below Level 5 clearance is to enter the booth for any reason outside of controlled testing.

Previous Special Containment Procedures (Ended 27/08/2020): SCP-XXXX-1 is to have at least three (3) armed guards directly positioned to either side of the booth and are to allow no civilian access within two (2) metres of the anomaly, outside of testing. The surrounding area is to be heavily monitored with CCTV and surrounding buildings are to be watched by field agents twenty four (24) hours a day. The owner of the ███████'█ Inn is to be updated on the basic nature of SCP-XXXX-1 due to the establishment's 30 metre vicinity from the booth, the owner's complient nature and his history with the Foundation. As of 11/04/2009, security cameras have been placed nearby to allow for constant surveillance of the area and predetermine any potential threats to SCP-XXXX-1 or security personnel (See incident report XXXX-1).

Before%20Testing

SCP-XXXX-1 prior to testing.

Description: SCP-XXXX-1 appears as a standard KX Series British telephone booth in Dorset, on the south coast of England. It has undergone normal weathering and high levels of graffiti vandalism. The object’s anomalous properties manifest when an individual steps inside SCP-XXXX-1 and closes the door behind them. An individual who is inside the booth at this time will disappear and materialise in a presumed alternate reality. During this time, SCP-XXXX-1 will also vanish. The reality accessed via SCP-XXXX-1 appears consistent and has not been observed to differ, as Exploration Log XXXX-2 reveals footprints of D-class from an earlier expedition.

The reality accessed via SCP-XXXX-1 is a near mirror dimension of our own, having the same laws of physics etc. The explored landscape is extremely similar to baseline reality, but seems to have undergone an XK-End of the world scenario that caused almost complete breakdown of human society. Following multiple expeditions into the dimension, notable observations have been listed as follows.

. All flora display weakened colouring

. Lack of fauna other than avian species of birds

. Very high humidity and abundant fog

. Abandoned/partially destroyed buildings

. A large cephalopod entity in the sky resembling Octopus Vulgaris (Common Octopus)

The cephalopod entity (henceforth referred to as SCP-XXXX-2 or ‘The entity’) is approximately 600-700 metres in length, although due to little footage of the entity, size is debated. SCP-XXXX-2 has been observed stalking test subjects at a distance and observing activities as they explore the dimension, but shows no interest for remotely operated drones/vehicles. Loud rumbling similar to that of creaking metal is also reported to be created by the entity when it enters a cloud. SCP-XXXX-2 appears to attempt to stay partially hidden in clouds in the surrounding area. Exploration via drones reveals SCP-XXXX-2 to have a slight ‘aura’ surrounding it, although it this is not always present. This ‘aura’ is not observable to the human eye while in the reality, but can be observed via camera footage. Drones sent up to clouds recently occupied by SCP-XXXX-2 for a number of hours confirm that they are compromised of water. Data analysis also reveals that the atomic makeup of the ‘aura’ excreted by the entity is identical to that of water, but is not in a gaseous or liquid form, rather being a thick, slimy solution and it’s means of being unaffected by gravity after being excreted or how it is produced are currently unknown. When it hardens, the substance in very durable. It has been utilised in the construction of multiple foundation sites, containment for numerous anomalies and use as fuel for diesel based systems. A request for reclassification to Thaumiel class has been filed as of 18/02/2005. Notably, no hostile encounters with the entity have been observed and it is presumed that SCP-XXXX-2 cannot enter our reality through SCP-XXXX-1 due to it’s size but a contingency plan for this event is currently undergoing creation.

The dimension occupied by SCP-XXXX-2 is as previously mentioned, incredibly similar to our Earth, but appears to have undergone an event that lead to collapse of human society, potentially caused by SCP-███ or SCP-4217. Seeing the effects of these Keters on the planet has allowed researchers to more intensively create a contingency plan if containment for these anomalies fails. Current theories suggest that following an anomalous event, the ground became uninhabitable in some manner, leading to the demise of all terrestrial organisms but allowing airborne creatures to flourish, explaining the abundance of avian bird species, notably Columbia livia (Common Pigeon). The lack of vibrance in plants is as of yet unexplained.

Exploration Log XXXX-1:

Incident Report XXXX-1:

Note: After this incident, containment protocol was updated to require a third armed guard hidden in the nearby vicinity to allow for further surveillance and protection of SCP-XXXX-1 and to provide support for the other guards at SCP-XXXX-1 in a combat situation.

Exploration Log XXXX-2:

Upon return to Site-84, the operative was interviewed by researchers.


Addendum XXXX.1:
Due to the habitable nature of the dimension accessed via SCP-XXXX-1, research is currently underway to utilise it in a contingency involving a mass exodus to the reality in the event of an XK-End of the world scenario.

Closing Statement from Senior Researcher Fisher:
On 27/08/2020, the item in question has been uprooted and brought back to Site-84, which should make containment easier. I’ve also had to remove a large portion of that interview from Exploration Log XXXX-2 because I don’t think the 0-5 would be happy with people knowing about that ‘airship’ yet.


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10th April 2021
Saturday
20:50

Dear diary,

Just got transferred and promoted from my earlier office. Shifting from place to place is hard. My uncle also happens to work here. Good that the pay is high.
My only complaint is how strict these people are. That's all from me. Goodnight diary.

- Thompson


11th April 2021
Sunday
23:10

Dear diary,

Tomorrow will be my first day of work at my new office. I wonder what I'll be doing? I hope that I'll work on some secret projects. Something similar to any conspiracy theorist's deepest mind theories or something. There is indeed a distinct thrill to do something secretly. So that's all from me. Goodnight diary

- Thompson


12th April 2021
Monday
22:30

Dear diary,

Today, I got escorted to my workplace, Site-105. The place feels isolated. I got a bijou quarter. The site was still under construction. We all ended up getting an unexpected holiday because of that.
The unexpected holiday and my quarter aren't as interesting as the person I met today. Her name is Elizabeth. A classic and kinda old name, but she isn't. She is of my age and is pretty outspoken. Very charming as well.
It's her first day at work, and she told me that she is a researcher. Hope we meet again.

- Thompson


13th April 2021
Tuesday
23:50

Dear diary,

Well, today I did my first job. I am a security head, whose work is to sit on the cams and keep an eye on the gates and doors. Not anything interesting, but isn't bad either.
I met Elizabeth again, she told me that she got a job as something called "Containment Specialist". Heard from her that tomorrow there will be a briefing about our jobs by Site Director Johnson.
My job hours are from 5 am to 11:00 pm. After which Joseph, my colleague replaces me. Goodnight diary

- Thompson


14th April 2021
Wednesday
22:00

Dear diary,

Had a good day working. Today our boss, Site Director Johnson, gave us a briefing. I have a "Level 2" clearance card. I have to check for any suspicious activity. We were told that "anomalous artifacts" are kept here. I was told to keep a check on who enters and leaves.
Elizabeth has the job of managing the containment of some of the artifacts, called as SCPs.
He also told us that we shouldn't tell anything about our workplace or job to anyone. We were introduced to an idea called "Containment Classes". It is a measure of the difficulty of keeping something in custody.
There is a category of staff called 'D-class personnel', they are death row inmates. Goodnight Diary.

- Thompson


15th April 2021
Thursday
23:10

Dear diary,

Had a fun day working here. The job isn't that difficult. All I need to do is sitting near some 5 monitors and check out for any "suspicious" activity. Haven't seen Elizabeth since today morning. Goodnight Diary.

- Thompson


16th April 2021
Friday
23:10

Dear diary,

Met Elizabeth again. She is pretty interesting. Elizabeth likes black coffee, just like me. Our choices match so much, she is pretty sweet and lovely.
The construction is nearly complete. Hopefully, the site's refreshment area starts by tomorrow. Will love hanging out with Elizabeth. Honestly, had a really lovely day. Goodnight Diary

-Thompson


19th April 2021
Monday

Dear diary,

Well, I wasn't able to write my diary since some days. I am an occupied man nowadays. Elizabeth and I are getting pretty closer, thanks to the refreshment area. Will propose her some days after.
Today, some people came to meet Director Johnson. Rumour holds that Director Johnson is corrupted and selling some of the anomalies kept here. Hope they are just rumors. I am anxious for my life now.

- Thompson


20th April
Tuesday
23:00

Dear diary,

Today 3 people came and took away some of the anomalies. Maybe the rumors are true. One of the senior researchers tried to kill themselves. The cause is unknown. My boss, uncle and other people look highly stressed out. Things are getting over-complicated.

- Thompson


21th April
Wednesday
23:00

Dear diary,

Block B broke today. My uncle left Site-105. We don't know what is happening. Heard that some people will take us tomorrow to Site-107. My life just got fucked up in a week. I shouldn't have accepted this transfer at all.

- Thompson


22th April 2021, Thursday

14:05
"Lost my diary and I just have this recorder with me. Fuck my life. The whole of Site-105 is broken, physically. Elizabeth had left yesterday night. I hope that she is safe. This time isn't great after all."

14:17
"What the fuck, there is a dead person here, and he has a hanger-like thing. I need to get out of this place as soon as possible!"

15:35
Where am I? I was in that room. I can't remember, remember Thompson, remember!!
I, I was in the washroom. What on earth is happening?!

15:45
I see a computer here. The other doors aren't even opening.

15:52
These doors don't seem to open. I need to use this computer to understand what's going on.

16:00
Oh my god. This computer has a website opened, called scpwiki.com. It literally has the database of every site and people I know. There are some SCPs mentioned here. Am currently reading a SCP, called SCP-3000.

16:25
SCP-3000 is the creature that produces a liquid, after eating humans, which is used to make something called amnestics, these chemicals are used to wipe people of their memory to prevent a "secrecy breach". Is that even morally right? I don't think so.

17:05
Read the article and some others. Oh god, I know more than I should.
There is something called "memetic hazards."
They apparently are images that can cause heart attacks and death. I had heard some people talking about these "hazards" in Site-105.

21:00
I just learned that this work is of an organization formed by many people. They apparently got together on the internet. These authors wrote the articles on the webpage. Even my name is there on a "tale." This, this is the same fucking story that happened with me!! Am I in the realm of gods?!

22:00
It has been an hour since I am reading this stuff. I didn't know that I was saving the world by working in the "government agency", Nah, it's the SCP Foundation which I work for. I thought I would catch aliens. But keeping anomalous creatures in containment isn't bad.

22:15
The foundation's history is shrouded in deep mystery. Some say it was made in the 1800s and, some say it is older than 300 years. This SCP-2000 makes it even more perplexing. This all sounds so much like a Sci-Fi book, scary and thrilling.
Fuck, I just completely forget that these horrors are real.

22:50
I can't bear this weirdness. How is this even possible, a bunch of horror writers CAN'T control the world!
Oh fuck, they can control it seems. I am in the realm of gods indeed. Ignorant gods. They are probably unknown of the fact that the foundation actually exists.

23:00
Oh god, I need to do something. The "hanger" like thing in my hand is called SCP-3022. This thing is classified as 'thaumiel.' And apparently it is a teleporting thing from washrooms. How funny and mysterious at the same time.

23:14
Oh fuck. I feel bad for Dr. Calvin, he lost his daughter to a sick, fucking monster. Why does this foundation even keep this thing, just kill it!

23:35
Oh my fucking god there are so many scps! How the fuck does this foundation work without facing corruption? Maybe it is an anomaly itself.


23th April, 2021, Friday
00:34
Ahhh, I think deleting this tale would work, would it? I feel paranoid, what happens if I get wiped out of reality? Fuck it.
The tale says that the world will get destroyed if Director Johnson isn't stopped. I need to do something immediately.
I feel an anomalous attraction for deleting the article.
I have the strength of God, a reality bender.


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DATE: 11 Feb 2021 06:39
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Satellite imaging of an SCP-XXXX-1 instance near the coast of [REDACTED].

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: During tropical storm seasons, storm patterns in the Atlantic Ocean are to be closely monitored for any potential instances of SCP-XXXX. Precautions to more closely observe these storms via weather stations on smaller islands in the West Indies have been made. Any storms believed to be an SCP-XXXX instance is to be reported to the Foundation and tracked closely by weather satellites. In the event that it appears that an instance will make landfall any potential populations in the path of SCP-XXXX are to be evacuated immediately.

Description: SCP-XXXX instances are highly unpredictable tropical cyclones. According to Foundation research data, these storms appear to form most commonly in the Atlantic Ocean with storm structures being somewhat similar to normal cyclones. Unlike regular storms, SCP-XXXX instances are usually highly destructive with
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