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Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is contained in a standard humanoid containment cell.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a humanoid entity possessing qualities and behaviors similar to those of characters animated in a 1920's to 30's rubberhose animation style. It is approximately 1.32 meters in height and weighs 45 kg. While it appears to be wearing a semi-formal long sleeve shirt, gloves, and a large white bow-tie, all clothing is comprised entirely of it's own skin.
Addendum: SCP-XXXX is entirely colorblind, and does not seem to comprehend color as a concept in general. SCP-XXXX reacts in an extremely exaggerated manner to emotional stimuli. (How that mouse got into it's cell, I have no idea, but the thought of laying mousetraps down around near this thing is something I find to be entertaining.)
Addendum: Humans who make direct contact with SCP-XXXX's skin become rubberhose versions of themselves over the course of two weeks. These instances are known as SCP-XXXX-1, and are to be held for further testing.
Interviewed: SCP-XXXX
Interviewer: Dr.████
Foreword: [Interview initiated with the intention of discovering the origins of SCP-XXXX]
<Begin Log>
Dr.████: Hello XXXX
XXXX: Heya ████!! Boy I sure do get lonely in that cell, It was nice of you to come visit me a'gin!
Dr.████: Yes, of course. Would you mind answering some questions?
XXXX: Gee, sure doc! I'm always happy to help!
Dr.████: Do you have any idea how you came to exist?
XXXX: Oh wowsa! You don't wanna know more about the toony touch? Oh boy, finally, somethin' else to talk about!
Dr.████: Well, we can't stay on one topic forever. But please try to be curt with your explanation and as clear as possible. No slang please.
XXXX: Well, believe it or not, at one point I was a normal person! I had a job an.. and a life. but I was miserable. It was all old hat, no family or friends to shake things up… But I did have these old tapes of some toons! Man, I loved watching them. I know it might sound a little bananas, but I always thought the cartoon world was better than the real world! All those lil toons looked so happy, never had t' worry about bills or… y'know all the gunk that comes with bein a normal guy. they had so much fun on their adventures. I was pretty green because of it…
Dr.████: XXXX. Please speak without using slang, for the recording.
XXXX: oh, you got bugs in here? I didn't know, my bad!
Dr.████: Don't worry about it. proceed.
XXXX: I got jealous of them, actually. I remember thinking to myself "God, i'd give anything to be a toon, even for just one day."
XXXX: Then one day I woke up and everything felt strange. I didn't know why, but I shook it off and just went to get ready for work. N' when i looked in the mirror, I wasn't exactly expecting what I saw!
Dr.████: And do you have any idea as to how this happened?
XXXX: No, not really. come to think of it… I don't really.. remember much at all of my life before all this t'behonest.
Dr.████: Alright, XXXX. Thank you for your cooperation.
XXXX: Anytime, doc!
Closing Statement: [Interview terminated without incident]
