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By the way, first time on here, go easy!
Thursday, 29, 2018
Report done by [REDACTED]
SCP-11098
“Creator Of Things”
Object Class: Euclid
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“General [REDACTED], please tell me again how you came across the creature?”
“Sure thing. It was a few years ago, I was training my squadron, how to fight in the desert y’know? It was…. in [REDACTED].
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So, anyways, I was going about my day, training the newbie how to reload a tank shredder, helping the new Dungeon Master get used to his spot, and what he had to do. Then, from the other side of the base, an explosion goes off. Me and a few others go to check it out, then… we see it. It was… tall. 5 meters, it’s teeth… were human, it walked in two legs… it was human anatomy… but the skin was like… black water… no apparent face, but we saw its mouth and those eyes. Completely white. I demanded it to tell me what it was. I will never forget it’s answer.
“Why, I’m a creator. Not of everything. Just Things. Like humans, dogs, clones of objects, I would say I’m a Jack of all trades. So, I guess you could call me The Creator. Or Creator Of Things. Either one will su-“
“OPEN FIRE!”
I hear one of the damn lieutenants yell. I ducked, and bolted for one of the nearest jeeps. God. I could hear the troops being decimated. I looked back and saw… these creatures. They looked like creepypasta creations come to life. A statue of sorts, with some weird face, moved somewhere when I blinked. The men’s shadows were attacking them. I glanced at where the creature that we first encountered was standing. It was looking at me.
“Trying to run? Don’t worry. I’ll leave you be.”
I hastily switched channels, trying to obtain the channel which y’all reside. A few seconds pass, and my endeavor is successful. Unfortunately, it is standing right outside my vehicle.
“Keter.”
“Backup, perhaps? Well, maybe you should be taught a lesson, when one says not to do something, you probably should listen. Now, di- AGH!”
People in what appeared to be SWAT gear. They shot a sorta bullet that was literally shocking it. After they lowered a helicopter to capture and take it away.
“Who are y’all?”
“We are a branch of the containment unit. We deal with Euclid to Keter type creatures. You’re lucky that we were in the area. This area apparently was attacked several times already, so we were just looking out for something. Thank you for helping us Secure, Contain, and Protect. Come with us so we can question you.”
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“And that’s how I ended up here. Telling you my story.”
“Thank you for coming, General. I hope that training for you gets easier.”
“Thanks, goodbye Doctor.”
“Now, time to question this Creator…”
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[End of encounter recording]
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December 7, 2018
Report done by [REDACTED]
SCP-11098
“Creator Of Things”
Object Class: Euclid
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“Starting recording… now. So, tell me. What is your purpose here.”
“Must I? I mean, my nickname should be enough to tell you enough about what I am.
“Next question: why did you attack the military controlled area known as [REDACTED]?”
“Simple. I was created there, therefore it is my land. I added the resources by my own mind, the creatures? My mind. I own that land. The attacks? Trespassing on sacred grounds.”
“What about the innocent lives you took!?”
“Ah, yes. The children. They are the leaders of my main attack force. Why? Because children are nowhere near innocent. Not to mention, who’s going to kill a child, besides me and the others that are like me?”
Ne-…how… how did you know of the other specimens?
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“TELL ME!! How did you find out!!?!?”
“Ask yourself.”
“END OF QUESTIONING!”
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[End of Questioning Recording]
