SCP-4225

SCP-4225 in a docile state.

Item #: SCP-4225

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4225 is to be contained in a 10ft x 10ft chamber, with at least 1-5 inches of uranium between all walls. Any observation windows are to be placed at least 20 feet above, or below 4225, as at that range, they cannot corrode the glass. 4 vents on the roof of 4225's chamber must be clear at all times, and must be cleaned twice a month. 4225 is to be sedated during cleaning to insure staff safety. An 8 inch thick blast door is to remain tightly secured at all times when not cleaning 4225's chamber. 4225 is allowed a standard oak wood desk, swivel chair, and standard, on-site computer. 4225 is also allowed a weekly copy of the local newspaper. Under no circumstances is 4225 allowed to receive anything that could harm staff. SCP-4225 is to be kept at site-███, and only transferred if absolutely necessary.

Description: SCP-4225 is a 6 foot tall, average build, human male (citation needed) in appearance, weighing 175 pounds. 4225 is docile at most times, unless provoked. 4225 does not sleep, not requiring a biological need to. 4225 also radiates a dense dust from it's body, and can stop and start this dust at will. 4225 seems to have complete control over where this dust goes, or how much of it is produced. 4225's dust can corrode anything 4225 wills it to. 4225 can control how fast or how slow this dust corrodes matter, but only in the 30-foot range. Anything past that range, 4225 can still corrode, but at a much slower pace. The further something is from 4225, the longer it takes. 4225 can corrode anything up to 1-2 miles away (citation needed), including organic, and non-organic matter. 4225 is also able to control how pressurized the dust is, and is able to switch where and how it comes from on 4225's body, giving 4225 the ability to shoot essentially beams of dust that have been recorded to cut a man in half with ease (further testing needed).

Addendum: Although SCP-4225 does not show any need to perform basic actions, such as eating, sleeping, etc., 4225 does show the occasional desire to eat food. 4225 is to be granted whatever food item they desire, as long as it can be found on-site, or made on-site.

> Foreword: [Dr. ██████ has been assigned to determine what made 4225 through interrogation. He has been granted permission to activate the electrical floorboards of 4225's chamber if needed for pacification.]

<Begin Log, 8:32 AM, May 3rd, 2020>

Dr. ██████: May 3rd, 2020, those bastards assigned me to interview that little…dust…shit, whatever he is.
[Dr. ██████ enters the observation port to SCP-4225's chamber.]
Dr. ██████: Is this thing on? Wouldn't be surprised if those damn mongrels forgot to turn it on-
4225: I can hear you just fine, *doctor*. Let's get this over with.

[Dr. ██████ shuffles through files briefly, overlooking SCP-4225's page.]
Dr. ██████: Right then, *clears throat* first question; what are you?
4225: I thought you knew the answer to that already, what with your pesky little 'team' of degenerates, swabbing my chamber clean every week or so.
Dr. ██████: And I thought you'd be less of a little sh-
[Dr. ██████'s mic is muted, security reminds him not to agitate it.]
Dr. ██████: *sigh*, alright. Next question. How are you able to make that…fog, or whatever that is.
[4225 mutters something inaudible.]
Dr. ██████: Speak up, damn it!
4225: I'LL HARVEST YOUR BONES.
[Observation window's glass cracks, and begins to fog up.]
Dr. ██████: What? What the fuck did he do?
[Security personnel and Dr. ██████ are heard coughing, dust presumably fills the observation room.]
[Glass is heard cracking further, screaming follows.]
Dr. ██████: WHAT THE FUCK IS IT DOING?! GET ME OUT OF HERE RIGHT FUCKING NOW!
[Security personnel are audibly torn apart, presumably by 4225's hands. Citation needed on 4225's strength. Dr. ██████ is heard pounding on the door.]
Dr. ██████: LET ME OUT YOU FUCKING HALFWITS IT'S GOING TO FUCKING KILL ME!
4225: You picked the wrong occupation, Doctor ██████.
[An audible snap is heard, akin to bones cracking, followed by a heavy thud. An alarm soon goes off.]

<End Log, 8:52 AM, May 3rd, 2020>

Closing Statement: Dr. ██████ sustained a fracture to the upper spinal cord, and is to stay in the medical bay for 4-6 months for recovery, Security personnel's body could not be found.