SCP-4065

SCP-4065 before containment.

Item #: SCP-4065

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4065 is allowed to freely roam the facility should it desire to, but has been classified as Safe and no attempts to locate or directly contain it are to be made at this time. Most of the time SCP-4065 is holed up in his "workshop;" a shed located 150m from the Foundation. SCP-4065 has to be accompanied by no less than 2 Foundation workers to ensure thatit does not wander offsite. Containment efforts are to focus on the products that it generates, which are to be assigned special containment procedures.

Description: SCP-4065 is a elderly Caucasian male known as David Polaschek. While superficially resembling a human, he possess exaggerated and inconsistent bodily proportions. It is known as "The Tinkerer." Out of all its time at the Foundation, SCP-4065 has only ever asked for duct tape, sheets of paper towels, scissors, cotton stuffing, 2’x2’ cardboard sheets, and metal hangers. It is hypothesized that the subject is able to construct crude mannequins (hereby designated as SCP-4065-1) using various materials, by a process that has only ever been observed by 1 Foundation Staff.

SCP-4065-1:
SCP-4065-1 is highly hostile and protective of its creator. If one of its comrades is destroyed it will proceed to re-arrange and re-organise the limbs, sometimes sticking the limbs onto its own body. There have been █ incidents of SCP-4065-1 in the facility, killing ██ Foundation personnel.

SCP-4065-1 Incident Report File
Date: ██-█-2007

Subjects:
Agent Daniels
SCP-4065

Agent Daniels: Mr Polaschek, we'd like to ask you what you've been making in your shed.

SCP-4065: Don't call me that.

Agent Daniels: Answer the question, David.

SCP-4065: Asking me has been done to death, you know.

Agent Daniels: (calmly) David, this is your last warning.

SCP-4065: Fine, fine. You mean my subjects? Well, I must say, I am quite proud of my mannequins.

Agent Daniels: Mannequins?

SCP-4065: Honestly, are you so thick that you can't hear? No, I asked for a holiday to the Gold Coast.

Agent Daniels: Watch it, David.

SCP-4065: Or what? You'll send me back to my cell? Oh, I forgot. I don't have one, because you were too pitiful to give me a cell, you [DATA EXPUNGED]!

Note from Dr. Goldman: This was really not a nice word. SCP-4065 was severely reprimanded for his actions during this interview, under extremely harsh consequences from his… things.

Agent Daniels: That's it!(pulls out a handgun)

SCP-4065: //whistles. a cacophony of clicking sounds come from the back of the room and 5 mannequins stumble out from the shadows.

Agent Daniels: Holy hell, what are those things?

SCP-4065: Say hello to my creations. Say, look at that gun, friends! mannequins advance

Agent Daniels: shoots a mannequin. The head is blown off of it. Its comrades chatter and slowly add its dismembered limbs to their own bodies.

mannequins chatter and advance faster

Agent Daniels continues firing

//claw-like extensions emerge from the tip of their appendages and skewer Daniels.

Agent Daniels: *screams* Get me out of here!

the mannequins continue to stab Agent Daniels repeatedly

SCP-4065: Well, friends, you can cease now. I think that's the end of that. Forever.