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NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION
The following file relates to an anomaly created due to foundation personnel negligence. Take it as a warning as to the importance of proffesionalism in matters of anomalous research.
— Maria Jones, Director, RAISA
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: safe
Special Containment Procedures: Project-λ-88-K is not to be revived under any circumstance, no research is to be made concerning dimension-λ[[footnote]]this is what researcher fuckwad did after he survived the explosion in 2019[[\footnote]].
Researcher fuckwad is considered dead and their research papers as of 2019 are considered compramised, archived and were rewritten by other personnel. This research contains questiknable information regarding dimension-λ and as such is considered unreliable and is not to be used for research.
THE FOLLOWING IS HIDDEN: they don't want you to look it because it's the truth, its all there, the fucking.monstrocity is us! The foundation, humanity, tje giant monsters are bigger yeah but we are just disgusting
A state of worldwide war will cause a breach so it is to be prevented by descreet means. A state of worldwide abundance in basic human needs will cause a breach, it is not enough of a cause to support this existing state but thankfully there are currently procedures in place sustaining this state as a part of [REDACTED].
SCP-XXXX and its surrounding ares is to be surveiled 24/7 by both personnel and surveilance bots. No individual is to enter the area. A mock military construction site was built around it to conceal the anomaly.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a fauna based entity visually similar to Imperata cylindrica covering an area of 3 square kilometers in a secluded mountain range in Mongolia. Specific physical information is hard to gather beyond this as the anomalous properties seem to be active mainly 5 meters into the edge of the object.
Abnormal qualities include aggressive movement, mainly entrapting any moving object/living organizm that touches it and submerging it under the grass.
Mild intelligence is presumed as the entity has proven capable of stopping a fire set to it via choking it.
SCP-XXXX is centered around a natural spring recorded to be ten meters in diameter and seven meters deep in its deepest, as of the onfestation it is impossible to gather any data other than visual on the area.
Project-λ:
On 7/2/2015 Project-λ was launched in hopes of creating a functional two-way portal to a dimension or reality reffered to as the "perfect place" in the scriptures recovered from the thaumaturgic cult of illinois during its disbanding in 2/8/2015.
A device was created according to the scriptures.
Date |
Coordinants entered |
RESULTS |
Notes |
28/3/2015 |
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None, First test. |
Expected fails and fixes. |
1/4/2015-24/4/2015 |
Numerous irrelevant tests
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None |
None |
7/5/2015-28/5/2015 |
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None |
None |
2/6/2015-15/10/2015 |
EXTRENUOUS DATA IRRELEVANT TO THIS FILE
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None |
NOT RELATED IN ANY WAY WHATSOEVER |
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None |
NOTES |
DATE |
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13/4/2016 |
This test was made using coordinants mentioned in sarcic literature as "heaven"
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The test rsuleted in the cumbustion of the south wing of site 12 and the termination of 13 individuals including the one hooked up to it |
Project-λ was retroactivly terminated. |
After the researcher fuckwad incident researcher fuckwad's belongings were surveyed and new information regarding the Project-λ incident was unveiled. While researcher fuckwad was on the team of Project-λ in 12/4/2016 they noticed an error, the coordinants filled in for the oporation of the pirtal were incorrect (the discovery and containment site of SCP-XXXX) when they found this they wrote it down as a note to give to their superiors but failed to do so before the incident. Later fuckwad writes about how they went to the SCP-XXXX site and saw nothing special, just some red grass.
This is unprofessional behavior and neglegance, if not for their demise, fuckwad would have faced a severe punisment
On 16/11/2019 08:45 a D-class was introduced to SCP-XXXX and was promptly consumed. researcher fuckwad broke into the containment area of SCP-XXXX with a blowtorch at 09:03 after an emotional fit.
For five minutes they set fire to a small portion of the anomaly, walking deeper and deeper into it. Researcher fuckwad was consumed while screaming "its all my fault, its us, its us"
On 17/11/2019 a voice message was sent from researcher fuckwad's personal phone to his team's head;
[BEGIN LOG]
00:00
I know you won't pass this on unless it helps you, and i'm not gonna call them out because then this shit really won't go through, so cut that last part. Ok, so this is my report from within the grass, Its a bit unorthodox but you can try and sue me but you can bite me;
twenty seconds of silence
we are cannibal ants
we are fungus growing in the cracks in a subway stations walls
we are accumilitive degredation of order
we are inconsequential terror and we are vessils for entropy
we are the red grass
in an existance we call enlightened we are naught
we are but parasites
we stretch out on a planet we call ours
we grow in scales we think we understand.
we occupy space in dimensions that we can not conceive
and we consume everything, slowly make it our own
first the old ones then the great ones, the only ones, the holy the damned, the imagined and all the rest
we are but teeth crackling on the ground
we are but red grass, an infestation
we are but background sound
to the cthulus and the hounds
we are but blades of grass swaying to the roaring white noise we make but can not hear
but he can
he the one
researcher tollaran can hear the voices overground
he brought back, like many before
a speck of the life from behind the door
a speck of light from outside the cave
dead and alive and less and more
the dying angel cries diamond teardrops sure
but humanity perceives but three dimensions maybe four
to grow and eat the skys it thinks it can
not knowing the sky from the ceiling of a cave
not seeing what demons it enslaves
researcher tollaran came back from the oustide holding a a rose.
a rose who's leafs were futures and masks, who's vines were long forgotten cigarette buds, who's pricks were sharp teeth that knew no mouth and at last who's petals so red, made of humankind, researcher tollaran, died in it's stead. left the rose of k-class profets romance. and back into the loving arms of 3999
so we look at the grass, and we laugh
and we look down at the grass and we burn it
and we see the grass as nothing
and we contain the grass with torture and flame
just like our false gods and our self made hells
red two hedded skeleton deer wait in silence
another plastic storm is coming
but the grass will remain
a sea of silent violence
waiting
waiting for its mutant pray
01:59
[END LOG]
James, I sent this to you and a couple of others in case I get fucked, I am sorry you have to read it, and you probable know, but if you don't, please read and do your best to ease the injustice.
I always tried being as professional as possible, it earned me researcher, and if not for the following, I would probably push it to doctor. But this is too mich for me, Even with the amnestics I can't handle this anymore, and the vodka doesen't do it for me, I'm too scared for smoking and my husband killed himself too long ago to be able to give me a hug, so I gotta deal with this. I bet they will twist it and make me seem like the unproffesional one.
So here it goes, my testamony before I go
To: Agent. James. and 7 others
From: Resercher fuckwad
Subject: the truth
To whomever may read this; I apologise.
There was no thaumaturgic cult, we were cloning the same guy over and over again using his magic juice to poke a hole in fabric of reality.
These fucking unsuccessful tests are bullshit two, its all a farce, we got tons of shit, from countless dimensions, I even saw a picture from a world where every single human had a hitler mustache.
Most of the shit was unregistered, not on the logs, mary just told me she'll take care of it but I know she sold that shit.
The foundation has a handle on the social spread of wealth and a tight grasp on the balls of the worlds most influenchial and wealthy people.
Yet they keep spreading capitalism like its butter.
They created a system that makes people forget about prisoners and homeless people, to be honest, I'm pretty sure a sizeable poertion of society knows about the foundation and just accepts it.
They numb the empathy of everyone by giving them too many problems to be capable of doing anything. There you have it.
This god damn hill of grass is the portal.
It was here forever, and through it, and through that fucking pool, thousands of monsteres stepped into this world, to show us how fucked up we are, trying to be subtle about the hints.
But it didn't work did it?
The foundation did care, and it does protect, and does it HUMANELY, if you count fairy holocausts and unending murder and oppression humane, which the top cats do apparantly.
Lesser of two evils.
I don't doubt it, but I do know this lesser can be so so different, but who cares right? People die all the time.
The name you see on the paoer isn't my name, It will never be, and the information is never reflective of the truth, not in this fucking foundation, where they sell D class ass like candy.
Are you feeling gloomy? Depressed? The foundation has an extensive psych team posing as doctors that give you amnestics to make you forget what you do, come "talk" to a therapist.
There is no norm, we are the anomaly, we came here third and we fucked the place so bad god tried to smite us a thousand times, but we just turned his failures into bedtime storys on how invincible we are, we eat all fuck all kill all and may the forces of nature suck our wrinkely dicks, we kill you in the darkness so you coild produce more for us to kill again and keep the balance of all our cool pet gods at just almost breaching.
But even if it weren't for the anomalies, it would all be the same.
The whole database is filled with redactions mostly because of cover ups of fuck ups and greedy higher-ups who steal the shit, MC&D might as well have fucking built this place if this is how it's run.
You wander ehy there are so few beneficial scps? Why there are so many huge probelmatic ones? It's because all the rest were sold off.
If you click here to delete this you will conciosly regect this information, and will be innocent as long as youbdon't think about it, but if you choose to leave it here, or even pass it along, you have the chance to spark a change, you will most probably fail, but that is up to you, do you want to forget? Or do you want to fight in the darkness so we can fight for the light?
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