The Generally Uncomfortable Laboratory Adolescents Group

SCP-3009-C, formerly known as Stacey Lee, was not having a great day. Admittedly, she didn’t have a lot of good days in the past year. Finding out at the tender age of 15 that you had a sentient snapchat account claiming to be you (and who honestly seemed more like “you” than you were) before being locked up by a shadowy organization to protect “normalcy” puts a real damper on your sense of self and mental health.

Working Dogs

They say you can't deprogram attack dogs.

Whatever you train into them stays in the forever.

The Young Man

Nobody could like Corporal Lawrence. That's not to say that nobody tried, or that he was somehow unfriendly, merely that he was one of those few that seemed to be “wired” differently. However, in the trenches of World War I, normalcy was at best a relative term, and one that had minimal relation of life, such as it was. Lawrence fought, listened to orders, and didn't disrupt the other soldiers, and that was all that was required. So what if people felt increasingly uncomfortable around him? In a place where the flesh rotting off your bones while you were still alive was the base-line of concern, a little personality conflict ranked several levels below a paper cut. Lawrence, for his part, dealt with it as he always had. That is to say, remained totally unaware of the avoidance. The same way a man blind from birth cannot mourn the memory of color, Corporal Lawrence couldn't bemoan a lack of company. He was quiet, as he had nobody to talk to, and still, as he had nothing to do for long stretches of time. The enemy trench, less than a mile away, had gone silent for several days, letting boredom and nervousness sink in even more than normal…coupled with the unease that seemed to radiate off of Lawrence like heat waves.

The Generally Uncomfortable Laboratory Adolescents Group

SCP-3009-C, formerly known as Stacey Lee, was not having a great day. Admittedly, she didn’t have a lot of good days in the past year. Finding out at the tender age of 15 that you had a sentient snapchat account claiming to be you (and who honestly seemed more like “you” than you were) before being locked up by a shadowy organization to protect “normalcy” puts a real damper on your sense of self and mental health.

And your winner is…

We Need To Talk About Fifty-Five

(Final poll results here)

A great story that kicks off a great canon, this story is now the official unofficial best tale. At least it will be as long as it's remembered. I highly recommend checking out the full series, it's a good read.

Now, analytics, anyone?

* = numbers not guaranteed to be perfect. This was done with math, maybe to be replaced in the future with exact numbers.

Since this was just a mini bracket, there's not actually much going on here! Aside from the fact that the average amount of votes only ever went *down* from round one, which is definitely unusual. Most of the big numbers happen in round one.

Some notable matches though:

All Alone On A Friday Night VS Incident report 239-B had the highest total votes, for all rounds. It also had the highest individual votes.

Which is funny, because All Alone On A Friday Night was immediately beaten the next round with the lowest amount of votes all round.

It didn't have the lowest individual votes though. That privilege(?) goes to The Generally Uncomfortable Laboratory Adolescents Group VS Working Dogs match, with favor (or at least, the lack thereof) falling to TGULAG.

The most decisive match was The Lamest Story Never Told VS Portraits of Your Father. Sorry I out such a big match so early on. By my math, Lamest story won by only one vote! So don't feel bad if you were rooting for PoYF, it was close!

Meanwhile the least decisive match was the very first one, We Need To Talk About Fifty-Five VS Miroir Fumant. We need to talk won by nearly 17 votes, which in this tiny tournament, is a lot!

And that's all. Full bracket and first matches for the second tournament will come… eventually