Item #: ####
Object Class: Euclid
Special containment procedures: SCP-#### is to be kept in a secure facility designated site 22-B, under control of site 22 command. All personnel stationed at site 22-B must have a psychological resistance score of at least 85% (Excluding D-Class), and will be changed monthly with new personnel from site 22 (Including D-Class). Personnel leaving site 22-B will be subject to a Level 1 psychological screening and must wait at least four months before being rotated back to site 22-B. Any transport to site 22-B from outside site 22, whether its personnel or resources, must first land at site 22 and be searched for any human children before continuing to site 22-B and administered class-C amnestics.
SCP-#### is kept in a standard 5m x 5m x 5m concrete cell with a reinforced steel door and a security camera and microphone that must be monitored at all times by at least 1 personnel at site 22. No interaction with SCP-#### outside of experiments is permitted, and any personnel attempting to enter the containment cell unauthorized are to be immediately relocated to a different site (Excluding D-Class).
Description: SCP-#### is a humanoid entity who possesses abnormally high physical strength. It wears a white, buttoned shirt, a jet black business suit, polished boots, a red, green or blue tie (which occasionally changes colors when not observed), long black trousers, and red gloves, concealing all of its body except for it's 'head', which is a large cauliflower protruding from its suit. Any attempt to remove an article of clothing has proved impossible and results in SCP-#### becoming aggressive and retaliating.
SCP-#### was originally recovered on 06/12/2008 by field agents in the United States after police received a call from a farmer who claimed that one of his cauliflowers "climbed out of the ground". Foundation field agents tracked SCP-#### and contained it at site 18, classifying it as safe. SCP-#### was held at site 18 for six months before it was removed by foundation operatives and moved to site 22-B after a foundation investigation discovered an additional anomalous effect that site-18 had not accounted for.
Whenever a person enters the 3 km radius of SCP-####, they begin to be influenced by SCP-####'s primary effect. Overtime, the person develops a desire to bring SCP-#### human children under the age of 12. On average, this develops after around three weeks of consistently being near SCP-####'s radius of influence. After this period, the desire begins to get stronger and stronger the longer they spend around SCP-####. This process develops much more rapidly if a person stays within ten meters of SCP-#### for long periods of time. When SCP-#### is given human children, the child will be replaced by a pile of cauliflowers (equal to approximately the same mass as the child) when both SCP-#### and the child are not observed and in the same room. Whether the children are transmuted into cauliflower or transported elsewhere is unknown. This process always happens over night and the affected person(s) will then proceed to try to eat the cauliflower, sometimes rationing it until they can supply SCP-#### with more children.
SCP-#### first came to foundation attention after the following call was notified to personnel by US authorities:
Recorded on ██/██/2008 in ███████, California
Dispatcher: 911 what is your emergency?
Fred █████: uh yes, hello, well you see, I'm a farmer and I was sittin on my porch at dusk today.
Dispatcher: ok.
Fred █████: and I was watchin' my cauliflowers and then one of 'em started shaking, a real big one, and then it climbed out of the ground!
Dispatcher: What do you mean it climbed out of the ground?
Fred █████: well my cauliflower was all wriglin' around and then this man just burst out of the dirt with my cauliflower on his head!
Dispatcher: I'm sorry, what?
Fred █████: He had a whole suit and gloves and trousers an' he was just starin' at me. But he didn't have any eyeballs 'cause his head was my cauliflower. But I think he could still see me 'cause he was jus' staring right at me.
Dispatcher: Did.. he have any identifying features?
Fred █████: His head was a cauliflower.
Dispatcher: Um. Ok. Can you tell me what happened next?
Fred █████: Well I picked up my rifle and I yelled at him to tell me who the hell he was and he just kept starin' at me with his creepy cauliflower head like he ain't heard nothin'. And then my daughter must 'ave heard my yelling so she came outside and saw the creep, who at this point I knew was straight from Satan, cause God ain't never made somethin' like this.
Anyway, then he turned and saw my daughter. And when he did, he stared wringlin' his fingers all willy nilly. Now I was real mad so I shouted at 'im to get back to hell and gave him a warnin' shot with my rifle. And he musta been real spooked by the noise cause he just turned and bolted into the woods like a frightened deer.
Dispatcher: Ok. Um, thank you for telling me that. I'll, uh, forward this to the sheriff for you.
Fred █████: Alright an' tell him that he better come here fast cause if something isn't done about this Satan's gonna keep fucking my cauliflowers.
Note: Both Mr. █████, his daughter, and Dispatcher ███████ were given class B amnestics.
The following Investigation has been attached to this document for it's relation to SCP-####
Investigation 32-8384-C
Conducted by Agent Fisher and Agent Hatchet
Aim: Investigate the disappearance of 10 year old Sam █████ to locate potential anomalous entities.
█/██/2009
Log: We've interviewed Sam's family under the guise as police and administered amnestics. We've learnt that Sam went missing on ███████ track on █/██/2009 at around late noon. At the time he was riding a red bike.
Location: ██████, ███████ track, Virginia, the last known location of Sam █████
Fisher: Do we really have to investigate every single missing kid around here? Does this town not have a police department?
Hatchet: I've explained this. That SCP-████ was found here last month. That means someone has to keep an eye out for anymore anomalous activity.
Fisher: Ug. What happened to raiding insurgency hideouts? I sick of this lame detective shit.
Hatchet: Dude shut up. If you keep complaining about every little thing we'll be put on keter duty again.
Fisher and Hatchet are silent until they arrive in a small clearing with a red bike laying across the ground.
Hatchet: That looks like Sam's bike
Fisher: Let's get this over with.
Fisher and Hatchet create a police tape boundary around the scene
Hatchet: Bike tracks here. Match the red bike.
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