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Item #: SCP-5159 (‘Pen and Petulance’)
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-5159 is to be kept in a 10-meter-long, 10-meter-wide, and 5-meter-high concrete containment space (located at Site-17 as of 09/12/20██, moved to larger containment space on 01/01/20██ (see Addendum 5159.23)), fully protected with padded pillows used in standard psychiatric institutions, provided with a wide variety of sensory, non-sight-dependant ‘fidget toys’, and a ████-brand permanent marker when experiments are to be conducted. As of 14/09/20██, Dr Adams must be present to allow periodic psychological check-ins with SCP-5159 (leaving, at most, 2 days between said check-ins), in the hopes that she will be more cooperative with future testing.
[Footnote: a production-reward scheme utilising SCP-5159 had been jointly proposed by Dr Adams and Research Assistant to the O5 Council on 17/12/20██, and is currently pending a final vote; such a scheme would involve SCP-5159 manufacturing hard-to-obtain items for the Foundation’s use, in return for rewards such as access to more ‘fidget’ toys, permission to explore limited sections and hallways of Site-17 with armed accompaniment, and a wider range of food choices. Currently, this proposal is #639 in the backflow queue, and will take an estimated 3 months to reach the O5 Council as of 04/01/20██.]
Description:
SCP-5159 (formerly known as ███ ██████) is a 14-year-old female human of Irish-American descent, and (at the time of writing) weighs 52.1 kg and is 162cm tall. SCP-5159 was found blind by MTF-Pi-1 (‘City Slickers’) during retrieval, the happenings of which are explained further in Addendum 5159.1 and .2; the facial scars sustained were reduced or otherwise removed soon after retrieval and containment, but the blindness was determined to be permanent during further inspection. According to on-site personnel, SCP-5159 has a generally humorous attitude towards most situations (frequently using ‘Gallows’ humour), especially in ones deemed particularly hazardous or otherwise dangerous; Dr Adams’ theory that this may be a coping mechanism for SCP-5159 has been accepted by general personnel, as it is the only explanation offered thus far properly addressing her continued mental stability.
SCP-5159, when given any writing implement, is able to manifest ideas and visualisations by creating diagrams, often with notes and clarifications next to said diagrams, before circling them with the writing implement, which is known to be the trigger to such manifestations. Thus far, these manifestations have not been observed to be grounded in reality, especially so with SCP-5159-17. However, there appear to be certain limits to manifestation, most closely attributed to SCP-5159’s current physical and mental condition, which are listed as follows;
- Simple, nonliving entities require little to no effort on the part of SCP-5159; such entities include furniture, simple shapes, and the like.
- Simple, living entities require slightly more effort, but manifestation is always successful nonetheless; such entities include individual cells of all forms, simple plant life, and SCP-5159-3.
- Semi-complex, nonliving entities result in complete success, but the effects are more adverse on SCP-5159, who often requests to be permitted to lie down after such manifestations, complaining of stomach pains and nausea; such entities include a brass pocket-watch, several unbranded mechanical pens, and SCP-5159-5.
- Semi-complex, living entities have a recorded success rate of ~90% after manifestation, and exert a considerable amount of energy on the part of SCP-5159, the aftermath of such manifestations resulting in either loss of consciousness for a period not exceeding 6 hours, or SCP-4398’s sudden and extreme desire to relieve herself; entities produced include three specimens of the genus Felis (one British Shorthair, and two Scottish Folds), two specimens of Canis lupus familiaris (a Welsh Corgi and a Samoyed), and one specimen of Oncorhynchus gorbuscha (Pink Salmon); all specimens were relocated as psychological support animals (except for the O. gorbuscha, which was smoked and eaten by Security Supervisor ████ soon after retrieval).
- Complex, nonliving entities have a recorded success rate of ~52% after manifestation, with the side-effects on SCP-5159 ranging from unconsciousness for a period of up to 24 hours, to intense migraines lasting up to 3 hours, to rough skin abrasions around the arms and legs which produce a red, viscous, pus-like substance when penetrated (all of which disappear after about 10 minutes after penetration on average); entities produced include a(n unpowered) ████ brand laptop, several nondescript remote-controlled cars, and an unarmed hand-grenade.
- Complex, living entities are not to be attempted following Addendum 5159.23, due to the only successfully manifested specimen being SCP-5159-17. SCP-5159 fell unconscious for a total of 78.3 hours after manifestation, experiencing a varied mixture of symptoms mentioned in previous entries, during which SCP-5159-17 curled itself around SCP-5159 protectively, growling aggressively at any staff who attempted to come close; soon after regaining consciousness, SCP-5159 was continuously connected to an IV drip for a period of 18 hours to replace lost fluids and nutrients during the unconscious period only after SCP-5159 convinced SCP-5159-17 to stand down.
[Footnote #1: All entities, to date, test as anomaly-negative, and are to be disposed of after routine inspection (unless circumstances permit otherwise, where it is to be handled as stated in the specified instructions).]
[Footnote #2: An experiment with the aim to intentionally create anomalous entities was requested by Research Assistant Wagner but was denied on the grounds that if SCP-5159 were to manifest such an anomalous entity, she would almost certainly terminate both herself and the resulting entity in the process of manifestation. No further requests of the sort were made.]
SCP-5159’s milestone manifestations:
SCP-5159-3 (added 10/12/20██, per request of Dr Adams, noting that “One day in, and she can already control her anomalous properties? Why wouldn’t we?”):
SCP-5159-3 is a potted Solanum tuberosum (common potato) in the process of sprouting at the time of writing, which was shown to possess no additional anomalous properties after containment and subsequent testing. SCP-5159-3 currently resides within Dr Adams’ office in a plastic pot, who has noted it gives off a remarkably sweet odour directly after watering. All requests to dissect SCP-5159-3 have thus far been denied by Dr Adams.
SCP-5159-5 (added 21/12/20██, due to the apparent lack of need for prior knowledge of function, which could suggest more, less noticeable anomalous properties of SCP-5159; further study is required):
When requested to manifest SCP-5159-5, despite never having witnessed its internals either in-person or through any medium of information, SCP-5159 was able to manifest a fully-functioning Grandfather clock (the design appearing to resemble one of British clockmaker John Calver’s earlier models), requesting that she lie down for ‘a few minutes’ shortly thereafter (in reality, SCP-5159 rested for a full 9 hours after being allowed to do so, only being roused at the scent of food entering the containment cell). Like SCP-5159-3, SCP-5159-5 possesses no anomalous properties (although it has been noted that the time shown on the clock face is identical to the timezone where SCP-5159 was initially captured by MTF-Pi-1), and is located in SCP-5159’s cell, with all exposed edges and ridges covered up to prevent self-harm and/or accidents.
SCP-5159-17 (added 31/12/20██)
SCP-5159-17 is the only complex living entity produced by SCP-5159 that survived initial manifestation, standing at approximately 3.4m tall and 5.4m long (not including its tail, which measures at a , and possessing physiology akin to a mixture between ‘a German Shepard and a Polar bear’ (quote from Dr Adams). SCP-5159-17 appears to possess a cognitive level far beyond either of the aforementioned specimens, with current estimates ranging from a 10-year-old child to a fully-grown and -matured adult human. SCP-5159-17 also appears to be extremely protective of SCP-5159, growling aggressively at any staff members who attempt to approach her, only standing down when prompted by SCP-5159. It possesses an accumulative jaw pressure of 7620 psi, over 3.5 times the jaw pressure of a hippopotamus, with each of its teeth being able to cut through 5-centimetre-thick, reinforced steel plates as if they were ‘a hot [EXPLETIVE] knife to warm [EXPLETIVE] butter’ (quote from Security Supervisor ████ after initial testing). Apart from its immense size and strength, SCP-5159-17 has no noticeable anomalous qualities and has been permitted to stay with SCP-5159 on the condition that SCP-5159 prompts SCP-5159-17 to stand down when staff are required to conduct an experiment, on the grounds that SCP-5159-17 could act as an emotional anchor for the duration of containment (while internal reports that state that -17 would be ‘one hell of a [EXPLETIVE] to keep locked up’ (quote from Security Supervisor ████) are true in essence, efforts are already being made into manufacturing a custom-made sedative for -17, as even a 40-milligram dose of carfentanil (where 10 milligrams can sedate or even kill a fully-grown African elephant) resulted in only minor stunnage in -17 before it returned to an aggressive state (only stopped by SCP-5159’s own request soon thereafter)).
Addenda:
Addendum 5159.1: Retrieval
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Date: 09/12/20██, 13:27 local time
Retrieval Team: MTF-Pi-1
Team Lead: Agent ████ (‘Alphazar’)
Team Members: Agents ██, ████, ███, and █████
Subject: SCP-5159
Note: The following is a transcript of events, based off of body-cam footage and subsequent debriefing after the retrieval of SCP-5159; as such, some passages may contain information that differ from information retrieved at a later date.
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[BEGIN LOG]
[The footage opens with the transport arriving at ██████ Academy, MTF-Pi-1 exiting the vehicle while disguised as officers of the NYPD (the actual NYPD had been notified of the Foundation’s involvement, and all patrols were redirected away from the area surrounding ██████ Academy). ‘Alphazar’ makes headway, walking up to the only teacher on-scene, who is standing next to the students outside the Academy.]
‘Alphazar’: [speaking to the teacher] Ma’am, is the student still inside?
Teacher: [turning to ‘Alphazar’, hysterical] D-Devil child! Spawn of Satan!
’Alphazar’: Ma’am, calm down, I’ll deal with the student while my colleagues interview you and your students, try to see what happened. Is that okay?
Teacher: [still hysterical, wailing] The End Times are upon us!
[While the other Agents prepare Class-B amnestics for the students and teacher (taking special care around the latter), ‘Alphazar’ enters the building, drawing his standard-issue pistol. In the background of the footage, pained moans of human origin can be heard. After ~20 seconds, ‘Alphazar’ arrives at the ██████ Academy’s designated classroom, the door left slightly ajar.]
’Alphazar’: [calling out] Are you in there?
SCP-5159: [incomprehensible]
’Alphazar’ ███, is that you?
SCP-5159: [slightly more comprehensible] …[EXPLETIVE]…
[‘Alphazar’ steps in front of the doorway, still keeping his gun in his hands, pushing the door inwards and peering into the classroom. On the opposite side of the classroom, SCP-5159 sits curled up against the wall, face obscured, separated from ‘Alphazar by a small puddle of coffee on the floor (a still-warm coffee mug found nearby) and several three-dimensional numbers, letters, and mathematical symbols (hereby designated as SCP-5159-0.5). SCP-5159 does not seem to acknowledge the presence of ‘Alphazar’ yet, seemingly in a great amount of pain.]
’Alphazar: ███, can you hear me?
[SCP-5159 looks up at ‘Alphazar’ in response to this, revealing a large array of second-degree burns centred around her eyes, looking blankly in the direction of ‘Alphazar’ with her breathing slow and laboured.]
SCP-5159: …who’s there?
’Alphazar’: I’m Officer Raymond, I’m just trying to figure out… what’s going on here. Is it okay if I come closer?
[SCP-5159 squints slightly before grunting out of pain, leaning back against the wall slightly as she releases the squint.]
SCP-5159: …well, as long as you don’t plan on tearing me twenty new holes, sure.
[‘Alphazar’ sighs, lowering his weapon slightly before taking a step forward, still looking at SCP-5159 while taking care around SCP-5159-0.5.]
’Alphazar’: ███, can you see anything?
SCP-5159: [sarcastically] Oh, yeah, I can see just fine, just got a little something in my eye, what do you [EXPLETIVE] think?
’Alphazar’ Alright, ███, I need you to calm down. Can you move?
SCP-5159: [EXPLETIVE], yeah, I think so.
’Alphazar: Good, that’s good. I’m gonna come over to you and help you up so we can go back outside, try to clear this whole thing up. That okay?
SCP-5159: …you better have a [EXPLETIVE]-ton of panadol or somethin’, ‘cuz my head feels like [EXPLETIVE], that’s all I’m saying.
[Taking this as approval, ‘Alphazar’ walks the rest of the way over to SCP-5159 (stepping around some instances of SCP-5159-0.5, grabbing her by the forearm and lifting her up to her feet before turning around and leading her back outside, where the remaining MTF-Pi-1 Agents have successfully administered the provided Class-B amnestics. As the Agents herd the teacher and students back into the school, ‘Alphazar’ guides SCP-5159 into the back of the transport, making sure she doesn’t fall over. After a final survey of the area (and retrieval of all instances of SCP-5159-0.5), the remaining Agents come back out and board the transport, whereupon MTF-Pi-1 exits the area.]
[END LOG]
[Footnote: Dr Adams, after reviewing the retrieval footage, has noted that the teacher on-site (later found out to be one Rebecca Scrivener) showed signs of rapid-acting, onset psychosis after witnessing the manifestation of SCP-4398-0.5, and as such, quickly reverted to religious beliefs as a temporary coping mechanism, explaining her actions prior to MTF-Pi-1’s arrival (explained further in Addendum 5159.2).]
Addendum 5159.2: Interview #1
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Date: 09/12/20██, 18:32
Interviewer: Dr Adams
Interviewee: SCP-5159
Supervisor(s): Research Assistant Wagner and Security Supervisor ████
Researcher Note:
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[BEGIN LOG]
[Footage opens with SCP-5159 sitting in Temporary Housing Cell 247-B, her eyes covered with freshly-wrapped bandages, sitting at a table with one other chair. Dr Adams enters the room moments later, clutching a clipboard along with a small stress-ball, beginning to walk towards SCP-5159; SCP-5159 flinches, looking in the vague direction in which Dr Adams is walking.]
SCP-5159: [unnerved] …who’s there?
Dr. Adams: I’m Doctor Adams, but you can call me Hana.
[Dr. Adams arrives at the table, pulling the chair out and sitting down in it before tucking it back in, placing the clipboard on the table and the stress-ball in SCP-5159’s hand.]
Dr. Adams: So, 5159, how are you holding up so far?
SCP-5159: 51… 59? You talking to someone else, or am I just having an aneurysm?
Dr. Adams: [nodding slightly] I’m talking to you.
SCP-5159: Well, normally, I’d ask what the [EXPLETIVE] you’re talking about, ‘Doctor’, but I have a feeling you’re not exactly in a position to tell me, eh?
Dr. Adams: You’re exactly right.
[Dr. Adams looks down briefly at the clipboard before looking back up at SCP-5159, clearing her throat slightly before speaking.]
Dr. Adams: What I need you to do is try to remember your day up until now, down to the very last detail. Can you try to do that for me?
SCP-5159: Uh, yeah, I guess.
Dr. Adams: Great, just go at whatever pace you find comfortable.
[SCP-5159 pauses for a few seconds, seemingly collecting her thoughts before speaking, still gripping the stress-ball.]
SCP-5159: …w-well, I woke up at about 6 or so, got changed, ate a bit, all that jazz. While I was on the bus, I felt a bit funny, but I didn’t think it was anything too serious, so I just went back to texting.
Dr. Adams: Mhm.
SCP-5159: I got to school after a bit of a tussle with Marc, the daft [EXPLETIVE], and I went through all my lessons alright, though I did feel a bit woozy right after lunch; I don’t know if it was just me, but I think everyone was a bit woozy, though it could’ve just been Scott vaping into the vents again, the [EXPLETIVE] chav. Last lesson was Maths with Miss Scrawley-
Dr. Adams: I’m sorry, Miss who?
SCP-5159: Miss Scrivener; we call ‘er that ‘cuz ‘er handwriting’s scrawley, and ‘er noggin’s scrawley, too.
Dr. Adams: …alright, continue.
SCP-5159: Well, as I was saying, last lesson of the day was Maths with Miss Scrawl- Miss Scrivener, so naturally everyone was in a pretty pissy mood. It was pretty much the end of the lesson, and everyone ‘cept Jim had finished the exercises, so Miss Scrivener made me solve one of the harder problems near the end of the chapter. I knew Todd couldn’t really see the board and needed a bit of help, so I circled the whole thing when I was done with it to get his attention.
Dr. Adams: Alright, did anything happen after that?
[SCP-5159 begins to slowly squeeze and release the stress-ball in her hand, visibly trying to control herself.]
SCP-5159: Well, for a few seconds, pretty much nothing happened. Then, just as I was giving Miss Scrivener her pen back, the numbers ‘n stuff started dropping out of the board like [EXPLETIVE] stones! I didn’t know what the [EXPLETIVE] was going on, at all, so I TRIED to move away from the board. Big mistake.
Dr. Adams: How so?
[SCP-5159 continues to squeeze the stress-ball at a faster and faster rate as she speaks.]
SCP-5159: Well,
[SCP-5159 then aggressively slams the ball against the table, startling Dr. Adams as it sends its small beads across the table and onto the floor around the table, leaving SCP-5159 huffing and puffing.]
Dr. Adams: …
SCP-5159: …
[SCP-5159 then slowly retracts her arms with the remains of the ball in tow, bringing them down into her lap as she looks down.]
SCP-5159: [quietly, hoarse] …she wasn’t even all that bad, y’know? ‘N then she had to go and chuck her bloody java at me… [chuckle]Dr. Adams: …
[Dr. Adams then gets up from her chair and begins to walk towards the door with her clipboard in as SCP-5159 begins to squeeze the remains of the ball gently and infrequently, turning around just before arriving to speak.]
Dr. Adams: …in a few minutes, some guards will come and take you to your proper… to your room while we figure out what’s going on with you; the important thing is to just go along with it, okay?
SCP-5159: [somberly] Well, it’s not like I can do much else, eh?
[Falling silent for a moment, Dr Adams then exits Temporary Housing Cell 247-B, signalling the on-duty guards nearby to prepare transport for SCP-5159 as the door closes, leaving SCP-5159 alone for a brief moment before footage ends.]
[END LOG]
[Footnote: due to suspicion of SCP-5159’s comments during Addendum 5159.2, a small taskforce was sent to ██████ Academy to probe the possibility of an anomaly-causing effect on its grounds, which found an abnormally large concentration of [DATA EXPUNGED] within the premises; as such, all ██ of SCP-5159’s classmates have been prematurely taken into Foundation custody in the event of any further anomalous developments; if any occur, resulting anomalies will be linked at the bottom of the document.]
Addendum 5159.14: Test Log #6 (aborted):
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Date: 14/12/20██, 09:02
Interviewer: Dr. Adams
Interviewee: SCP-5159
Supervisors: Research Assistant Wagner
Researcher Note: Well, I’ve certainly seen some improvement in her, but she’s still a bit… standoffish. Regular check-ins might help, especially with what’s just happened. -Hana
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[BEGIN LOG]
[Footage opens with a wide shot of the interior of SCP-5159’s containment cell, leaning against a wall opposite to the camera, playing absentmindedly with a small, cube-shaped ‘fidget’ toy as she occasionally scratches at the bandage around her head. After a few seconds, the door to the cell opens and Dr. Adams steps into frame, causing SCP-5159 to look in the direction of her as she furrows her brow.]
SCP-5159: …what time is it? I know it’s a stupid question, but I just can’t keep track of how many times we’ve done this same sort of thing, over and over and over and over again.
Dr. Adams: Very funny, 5159.
SCP-5159: Thank you very much, ‘Doctor’.
[Dr. Adams reaches the other end of the room, where she sits down cross-legged directly in front of SCP-5159.]
Dr. Adams: I hope you’re doing okay so far, all cooped up in here.
SCP-5159: Between the mouldy mystery meat, figuratively blinding lights, and safety pillows on every wall, I’d give the place a straight 5 stars out of 5, really.
Dr. Adams: Alright, 5159, enough jokes; the faster we get this done, the faster you can get back to playing around with that.
SCP-5159: [imitating the Warner Brothers character ‘Bugs Bunny’] Eh, sure, Doc!
[Smiling slightly, Dr. Adams glances down at her notebook before looking back up at SCP-5159, rubbing the spine slightly with her thumb.]
Dr. Adams: Alright, first question: do you think you’ll be able to do another test today?
SCP-5159: As much as I’d like to piss you all off and say ‘no’, I’m afraid so.
Dr. Adams: Well, why would you want to do that?
SCP-5159: Oh, I have no clue. Couldn’t possibly be that you’ve kept me locked up here for more than a week, I think, given me these god-awful baggy clothes, and treated me like I’m a walking atom bomb, no, ma’am.
Dr. Adams: …those are safety precautions.
SCP-5159: Oh, yeah? Safety from what? I’m not exactly Jack the Ripper with a chainsaw, y’know?
[Recognising that SCP-5159 is getting more agitated, Dr. Adams slowly stands up and takes a step back, a worried expression on her face.]
Dr. Adams: While that may be true, we can’t just-
SCP-5159: And while we’re on the subject, ‘Doctor’, you might as well tell me where I REALLY am, because I’m sure as hell not in a hospital OR a police station. What are you, government? Military? [EXPLETIVE], have I been abducted by [EXPLETIVE] aliens?
[SCP-5159 slowly stands up, tossing the ‘fidget’ toy to the side as she slowly begins to walk towards Dr. Adams, who glances nervously at the security camera.]
Dr. Adams: ███, you have to calm down, please.
SCP-5159: [EXPLETIVE] no! Get me out of here, now!
[At this point, the two guards on-scene burst through the door, making a beeline for SCP-5159. Hearing their footsteps, SCP-5159 attempts to dodge them, but gets tackled and thrown to the floor as the second guard unsheathes a needle of sedative.]
SCP-5159: [loudly, desperate] Let me go! Let me go!
[One of the guards places their hand over SCP-5159’s mouth as the sedative needle pierces her neck, the pump pushed down by the other guard.]
SCP-5159: [muffled scream]
[The first guard continues to hold SCP-5159 down until she falls limp, whereupon the second guard steps back from SCP-5159 to confirm Dr Adam’s well-being, who appears to be in shock. After a brief moment, the first guard stands up, leaving SCP-5159 lying face-down as the three of them move to exit the containment cell, the footage cutting off a few seconds later.]
[END LOG]
[Footnote #1: 5159 may not be as cooperative in the future if things continue the way they are right now, so we should probably get ready to make some leeway. Thoughts? -Hana.]
[Footnote #2: Unless we can get a majority in the O5, it probably won’t pass, but I get what you’re saying. Meet at your office at, say, lunch so we can try to write up a first draft? -Rudolf.]
[Footnote #3: Sounds good, meet you there. -Hana.]
Addendum 5159.23: Manifestation of SCP-5159-17
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Time since retrieval: 22 days
Researcher(s) Dr Adams
Supervisor(s): Security Supervisor ████
Subject(s): SCP-5159
Researcher Note: We’ve been controlling her every move up until now, so I thought I’d let her do some of the ‘imagining’ this time, so to speak. Is that really so much to ask for a kid? -Hana
Auditor Note: Next time, run it through the works, alright, Hana? -Joe
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[BEGIN LOG]
[Footage opens with SCP-5159 lying down, face-up in her bed, staring blankly at the cell ceiling. Seconds later, the door opens
[END LOG]
[Footnote: This could prove interesting, since she didn’t write anything down before circling it, and look at what happened. Maybe intention plays a part in these manifestations as well? -Rudolf.]
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