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dansiepor · 2 years

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Theory about SK, SCP-231, SCP-2317, etc.

WARNING!!: This may Contain a little bit of "spoilers" in relation to the Scarlet King and @scp-l4-clef-alto-001 's original view about the entity...

So, according to Clef himself, the original Scarlet King that was mentioned in SCP-231 and 2317 before Dust and Blood or Tufto's proposal... isn't real. The cult was formed around self-made lies and mythos, and then, by "miracle", they've found something way to horrible (A.K.A. an ancient Beast from beyond the stars) that they corrilated with their made-up deity called "The Scarlet King", which would impregnate the seven girls from 231.

Now, the question: What did they found?.

There are multiple options, and these are:

1) A generic eldritch abomination.

2) SCP-2317-K, the Dread Devourer of Worlds. Although Clef has said that The Devourer isn't the Scarlet King, he also said that SK doesn't exist, so maybe the thing that they've found was the incorporeal or spiritual form of 2317-K.

3) Satan. Yes, SK is just the devil. Which fits perfectly with Clef's proposal of The Gate Guardian: The Heavens against the Dragon.

4) Somewhat all of the above: Either Satan is the Devourer and/or the Eldritch thing, or the Devourer/Eldritch thing are the inspiration of Satan. And maybe 2317-K could be the Eldritch thing.

That's bassically it. The whole theory is about who's behind the SK mask. Hope You all like it, and @scp-l4-clef-alto-001 sees this.

#Scarlet king #dr clef #scp foundation #scp 2317 #scp 231

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ariesgamesandminis · 7 months

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the-collector-of-souls · 1 year

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fantasychica37 · 3 years

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A concept (or, a piece of the most deserved SCP happy ending)

(based off of the idea in a tale that “Montauk” denotes containment procedures for minors - no, no one gets tortured in this, just bear with me for a second)

INTERNAL MEMO

To: Mobile Task Force Epsilon-11 (“Nine-Tailed Fox”)

From: [REDACTED], Site-231

Subject: Mission accomplished; new containment procedure required

Capt. [REDACTED],

I am proud to report that all has gone according to plan and SCP-231 can be considered neutralized. However, your services are still needed; see attached details for new procedure 111-Montauk.

(Please also bring back the strongest alcohol you can find for consumption by Site-231 staff the minute all anomalies are transferred off site and no longer our responsibility; I will arrange to have it paid for with Site budget, and if O5 says anything I’m taking it up with Ethics.)

Please provide Site-231 with regular updates on the status of the mission, for the sanity of the staff monitoring SCP-231-7.

Enjoy your new mission. I think we may have just saved the world - well, she did, really - and that deserves a celebration.

- [REDACTED]

Instructions for Procedure 111-Montauk:

1. The responding MTF will retrieve a cooler and ice bags from Site-231 and then travel in plainclothes, in as inconspicuous a vehicle as possible, to the nearest grocery or convenience store.

2. Upon arrival, the MTF will divide into groups of three to secure and purchase the following items, with cost being of no concern:

a) A quantity of ice cream or frozen yogurt equal to one pint per two human beings or humanoid SCP objects currently at the affected site plus one cup for every member of the responding MTF, in as many flavors as possible. Procurement of chocolate brownie dough ice cream is imperative, no matter the cost.

b) Ten thousand (10000) calories’ worth of candy and other saccharine foods.

c) Whipped cream, chocolate sauce, edible sprinkles (rainbow and chocolate), and other ice cream toppings as per the discretion of the responding MTF.

d) Disposable bowls, tablespoons, and napkins.

e) A reusable grocery bag for transport of item (d). (Caring about the environment is the ethical thing to do!)

f) A children’s coloring book, a box of twenty-four (24) crayons, and a stuffed bear.

3) The responding MTF will load item (a) into the cooler and item (d) into item (e) and return to Site-231 as swiftly as possible.

4) Upon arrival, the MTF will proceed to the hallway outside the affected SCP’s containment chamber and provide the Site Director with item (b) and one of the disposable bowls comprising item (d). The Site Director will fill a bowl with candy and provide it to the affected non-humanoid SCP. (In this case, that is the SCP provisionally designated SCP-231-G.)

5) The MTF will then arrange the remainder of the requisitioned goods from step 2 in a manner as seems logical to the MTF commander upon a table to be set up by D-Class personnel.

6) All Foundation personnel, D-Class personnel, and humanoid SCPs at the site will queue in front of the table in a line headed by any humanoid SCPs present, and will serve themselves from the retrieved items as they wish (with the exception that minor humanoid SCPs may have no more than one bowl). All Foundation personnel and D-Class personnel are to leave the room after serving. Foundation and D-Class personnel have complete freedom from Special Containment Procedures after this point, with the exception that all containment chamber observation cameras must be manned at all times as previously. Affected SCP objects are to be contained under standard humanoid or animal containment protocols, respectively. At this point, the MTF may return to their base, but only after everyone has partaken of as much ice cream as they wish. Item (f) and SCP-231-G are to be left in SCP-231-7′s containment chamber.

7) At the conclusion of the “big ice cream party”, any remaining supplies will be stored in the Site cafeteria for further consumption by personnel. SCP-231-7 may have another bowl of ice cream after lunch tomorrow.

8) Actually, you know what? SCP-231-7 can have whatever she asks for, forever. It’s the least we can do, and she’s earned it. (If anyone takes issue with my sending an entire Mobile Task Force to buy ice cream with Foundation money, I would be happy to show you the receipts for our big ice cream party compared with an itemized budget for SCP-231′s containment to date, and go into said budget in detail.)

9) The Site Director, who has been awake for more than twenty-four (24) hours and has suffered insomnia since assignment to SCP-231, will go to bed, cry, and get some well-deserved fucking sleep.

P.S. If this “procedure” ever actually gets used again, that will be my greatest service to the Foundation, and someone please let me know about it. Also, let it be noted that I want to see video footage of our tickle wrestling blob monster defeating the Scarlet King with the power of love. It’s only fair.

Love,

Dr. [REDACTED]

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dc81600 · 3 years

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SCP-REDD

In a dark room a bank of monitor screens illuminated a pale face. The rusted brown glow of the video feeds gave Roger Little more color than the sun had cared to give him in the past few months. Half a kilometer north and two hundred meters down, an automated surveillance drone slowly made its way through a series of corroded metal hallways.

It was oddly silent, beyond the whine of computers and the whir of fans. Roger fiddled with his volume before checking the system audio. Nothing but the noises of the drone itself. No groaning, no creaking, no screaming. Just the soft click clack of the drone.

Roger checked the timing. The drone should have reached it by now. He squinted into the glare and overrode the drone. Nothing but flakes of rusted metal scattered across a floor of rusted metal, fallen from the walls and ceiling of rusted metal.

After several minutes of searching, Roger rubbed his temples. He drummed his fingers on his little metal desk and took a few deep breaths. He reached over and picked up the bulky plastic phone sitting on the edge of his work space. He dialed the number and only had to wait a few seconds before it was answered.

"Sir? It's Roger Little, from Surveillance. We may have a problem."

In the cold reaches of space, a satellite continued to do what it had done for over a decade. It hung in the weaker clutches of the Earth's gravity and watched a man wander about.

The man it was watching, however, was doing something a ways away from his status quo. He was running. Through the sweltering heat of the American Southwest in the middle of its summer, over the scorched earth, under a blazing sun, Mister Lost ran.

In hot pursuit was a man with fiery red hair. His black jacket left unbuttoned, it snapped behind him like shadows cast by a fire, the red trimming a much duller affair than his hair. He was gaining on Lost, who continued to make the mistake of looking over his shoulder. Each glance seemed to give the red-haired man more speed.

The eventual collision left Lost sprawled on the ground for a moment before he tried crawling away. The second man was up in a near instant. He brushed himself off and waited a moment before continuing his pursuit. He walked just behind Lost for a time, until he tried to get up. The pursuer kicked his target back onto the ground. This repeated itself for some time, until the red-haired main simply grabbed the man in the green jacket and dragged him in the opposite direction.

They eventually came upon a third man, who had been sitting on a rock outcropping. Blood and rust clung to every inch of his body. With what seemed to be considerable effort, the man stood. He took two steps before falling.

The red man grabbed the rusted man by the shirt and hauled him up onto his shoulder in a way that was quick but not unkind. All the while Mister Lost remained gripped in his opposite hand. After what looked like a satisfied sigh, the red man walked east.

An O5 rolled an unlit cigar back and forth over the sleek top of his desk. In front of him, the video feed on his monitor ended. Beyond that, his secretary stood at attention.

The secretary took a brief glance at his clipboard. "As you can see, sir, the unknown humanoid has captured both 2933 and 920. Further surveillance from multiple sources show it is now heading for one of our facilities."

The Overseer idly flicked the cigar, sending it spinning. "Given the context, I'm guessing it can be safely assumed who the entity is?"

"It's attacked two of the three Little Mister anomalies we don't have properly contained and now seems to be heading for the Site where we contain the other seventeen. Combined with its general appearance, yes. The list's designation number fourteen, Mr. Redd."

"Lock the Site down. We don't know what Redd is capable of. Considering it was able to escape 2933-1 and has been able to transport 920 for over a hundred miles without stopping, it's not something we want to discover first hand in the midst of an active facility."

The secretary nodded and departed for his own desk. Left alone, the Overseer plucked the cigar up and spun it between his fingers. He replayed the submitted videos and quietly thought to himself.

Eventually his secretary returned, and after a brief wait hustled back out with a freshly stamped order. Alone again, O5-4 slid the silver lighter off his desk and thumbed it several times before it sparked.

A group of people sat in a room full of monitors. Not quite like the one previously described, which was merely a one man obligation simply for the principle of the thing. As the door so boldly claimed, reading Site-██1 Security, this was a security station for a Foundation site, full of attentive individuals, with live feeds covering nearly every hallway and the ability to stream feeds from various containment cells if forwarded from the cell's own containment team.

One attentive individual sat up in her chair, more so than her already perfect posture had allowed. She began squinting at one of the monitors showing a feed of a camera deep within the facility, well away from any of the entrances.

Within the frame was a trio of men. One was dressed in a black and red jacket, one in a coat of metal, and one in a green hoodie. The first was carrying the second and dragging the third, the former of which was groaning and screeching like rusted clockwork and the latter was attempting to crawl away despite appearing to be unconscious.

She wondered how they arrived in the site despite it being locked down, when no one else had made any sort of comment. The worker flagged down her superior as quick as she could and explained what she had seen. But when she pointed to the group of monitors of the area the men had just been spotted in, they were nowhere to be seen. Now one of her coworkers, who had been monitoring an entirely different Wing, was reporting about them.

By the time attention arrived on the monitor in question the men were nowhere to be seen, and further examination showed they had disappeared from surveillance entirely.

O5-4 snubbed out his cheap cigar in one hand and thumbed one of the buttons on his monitor with the other. A round woman with sharp eyes snapped into view.

After a smokey exhale the O5 sat up and meshed his fingers together, if only for himself. His outgoing calls only showed a generic silhouette. "Dziekan. I hope all is well."

The Site Director fidgeted. To her credit, it was only slightly. "Not as such, sir. Redd has somehow breached the site with both Lost and Scary. More than that, he broadcasted a video message from somewhere in the facility. And he's made demands."

The weight of the silence from her superior stayed Dziekan. After several seconds O5-4 took a slow breath and said, "Somewhere in the facility?"

"Well. Sir. I don't recognize the area. It appeared to be a medical bay, but it definitely isn't any I'm aware of. With him was a little girl with a swollen stomach. He called her Katherine but we don't have any subjects on file with that name."

The name pressed down on the Overseer's chest. He took slow, deep breaths in an effort to calm himself but every inhale became more and more difficult. On autopilot, his hands opened his cigar case. The lighter sparked on the first flick and he took a deep drag. On exhale he realized what he was doing, but decided he may as well enjoy it while he could. How in the world could Redd have known about 231—

"O5-4? Are you still there?"

He shifted out of his daze, if only slightly. "Dziekan. Right. Yes. What were his demands?"

"For you to personally come in to see him, or he would kill the girl."

The next pull turned half the cigar to ash. "And?"

"Nothing else. Just for you to see him in person."

O5-4 watched his hand shake, smoke from the cigar zigzagging. "What did you tell him?"

"That I would notify you."

"You didn't say anything about that being against protocol, it being unlikely of happening, anything like that?"

"Seemed unwise to do so, given the context."

He finished his cigar. "If we're both alive tomorrow, remind me to give you a pay raise."

"Sir?"

He terminated the connection.

One door creaked open only to reveal another. O5-4 stepped through and stared down at the man leaning against the wall, an IV sticking into his arm. Mister Scary looked at him and smiled. The contraction chipped away some rust and blood flowed from the edges of his mouth. Neither said anything as the Overseer stepped past the Little Mister, glanced at the bag of morphine, and went through the second door, this one rusted open.

He considered breaking into a run down the hallway and settled on a stiff jog. Some of the tiles cracked under his feet and when he arrived at the double doors they were open, the joints rusting them in place. "I: 1-7 Os: Ker" was all that was visible of the plaque beside the doors.

Rust began to cling to some of the machinery, but the video feed of SCP-231-7's room was still functioning. Overseer Four steeled himself before looking.

A little girl lay in a hospital bed, her pregnant belly covered by her surgical gown. She seemed quite calm given the circumstances, but given her general situation there likely wasn't much that would upset her anymore.

Next to her bed was a man in a red vest, his jacket draped over the back of his seat. In one hand he held the ankle of a rusting man who was attempting to crawl away, and in the other he held a children's book.

The only sounds in the room were Lost groaning as his body rusted as he scrabbled against the decaying tiles and Redd reading in a warm voice.

O5-4 found the intercom and pressed the button. Katherine winced at the squealing as the system turned on and Redd cocked his head at the noise.

"Alright, Mister Redd. I'm here."

Redd released Lost and slowly turned in his seat to reach into his jacket pocket, removing a piece of paper. He marked his place in the story and shut it, setting the book on the bed. As Redd looked into the camera O5-4 saw flakes of brown and black on Redd's skin, red lightning sparking against it and revealing smooth skin.

Redd smiled. "Please, no need for the 'Mister' formality. We're all friends here. I'm Redd open parenthesis discontinued closed parenthesis. My friends just call me Redd. How are you, Four?"

Geniality was not what O5-4 was expecting. A few moments passed, filled only with the sound of Lost banging on the door, before Redd tilted his head and waved at the camera. O5-4 cleared his throat and said, "I've been better, Redd. You've been causing a lot of problems lately. Now what is it you want?"

Redd shrugged theatrically, splaying his palms. "Sorry about that. Though I do believe I was clear with my video earlier. I'd like to see you, face to face. No cameras, no PA systems. No tricks, no body doubles."

Was that a knife in Redd's hand? No, nothing. A trick of the light, a video oddity.

"Before that, I have one question. How did you get here?"

"Walked."

"The site has been on lockdown and you were able to avoid surveillance for most of your trek despite us having a satellite meant to track Mister Lost. And you somehow not only knew of this Wing, but how to access it."

"Like I said, I walked. As for why I knew, call it insider information. Now, please do get in here."

Again, a glimpse of black in his palm. A jagged shadow that played hell with the lighting of the room.

With great trepidation O5-4 unlocked the blast door and dodged Lost as he darted past. After watching the Little Mister run down the hall, the Overseer stepped into the room. It smelled of disinfectant and lilac, thanks to the small aromatizer next to the bed. He felt his heart hammer away at his throat as he looked to Redd, and clench slightly when the child gave him a little wave.

Redd gestured to the armchair on the opposite side of the bed. Once they were both seated Redd cupped his hands together and sighed.

"So, this is it," Redd said. "The finale. The brief period after a long sentence that drips with the taste of freedom. How long have you been doing this job?"

The Overseer was silent.

Redd smiled. Four would have sworn the overhead lights took on a slightly bloody hue.

"I," Redd finally said, "have been a Little Mister for… what is it, almost twenty years? Something like that. It's been difficult, let me tell you."

Redd looked down at the dagger in his hand, which was now all too real. With something akin to reverence he lifted it up and dragged the shadow across his own throat, cutting so deep his exposed trachea whistled softly. Red ran down his shirt. But it clung at odd places, depicting runes that sat at the edge of the Overseer's memory. Lightning lanced out and into the damage, the blood draining as red sparks healed the wound.

The Little Mister took another breath, "And there's no getting away from it. It won't let me go. As long as this stupid dirt ball keeps spinning, I'm going to be here. Unchanging. Undying. Unable to feel much beyond blinding rage."

He smiled again. "But what if I stopped the spinning? What if I could stop it all? What if I could stop hurting? I'd have to try, right?"

"If that's your intention, why bring me here? Why drag the other two around?"

"I guess I needed some kind of... closure," Redd said, his eyes distant.

I walked. I don't know how long, but I did. I know that much. I somehow ended up at the Wonderworks, the place that had eluded me for so bloody long. And it was running. No old man, but the place was bustling all the same. It was the gods damned child! The oh, so lovely Isabel! But what could I do to her? She was in the same sort as me, in a way. She asked me why you pricks hadn't collected me yet. I didn't really have an answer, but I figured, why not? Not like I had anything else to do. Suicide wasn't the option, as you can plainly fucking see!

But as I got closer, I got this feeling. This itching, burning sensation digging into my soul— if I even have one anymore. There was a thing, locked deep in the hole my brothers were buried. It spoke to me in ways I'll never be able to convey to you. Just. Fuck. It felt good. And I knew. I knew! I always thought I was just subject to anger issues, but all along I was a subject to the King!

Did you know gods can't die? They just… fade, waiting for their time to come again. But they still leave corpses. Something to jam a spigot into and tap into whatever power might be left lying around. The old man must have gotten desperate. Brass wasn't enough, even as big as the corpse he got pulled from is. A Broken universe still yields a Broken power, and a sliver of a fragment isn't worth much of anything. So he tried something a bit more intact, and…

...

What was I talking about? …Wait. Wait, no…

...

I used to say I have these… lucid moments. It's like— Do you wear glasses? You look the type. That brief time when you put them on, when your eyes see both through and around the lens. And everything just seems to warp around you as the glass rushes forward, the world shifts as the filter expands. You wear them long enough and you stop seeing the frames in your vision, don't feel the arms on your ears anymore.

...

I can't tell if my humanity is the prescription or the astigmatism anymore.

And I don't care. I'm so, so sick of it all. My eyes are strained to the point of bleeding and I can't close them. But at least that means I get to watch the end.

Redd eventually stirred from his trance. "Here, I want you to have this." He removed the bookmark from its spot and unfolded it before handing it over.

O5-4 stared at the list. One line in particular drew his eye.

14. Mr. Redd (discontinued) ✔

The man stood there for a moment, eyes unfocused. Somewhere in his mind the twentieth slot was filled. He leaned to the right, his hand out as if ready for a cane to take the weight. After a moment he caught his balance and examined his right hand, then the left, flexing and clenching them. He straightened back up and examined the room.

The former body of O5-4 took a breath.

Mister Collector let it out.

Collector reached into his pocket and pulled out a crisp piece of paper, uncrumpled despite its confines.

He let out a small chuckle. The paper between his thumb and middle finger, he snapped, and a bubble formed around the parchment. It floated just above his palm, bounced when he tapped it. He gave the top of the bubble a light pat and it collapsed into itself, away for him to take out later.

"How you feeling?" Redd asked from his seat.

"Better than I have in years," Collector responded. When he spoke, Redd sat up. Squinted. "And yourself?"

"You—!" Redd flew forward, knife in hand.

Collector slapped it away into a bubble, which soared just out of Redd's flailing grasp. Redd drew another from his sleeve and threw it, only for it to be caught in another bubble. Red in the face, Redd swung a fist while simply producing a dagger from his palm. Collector caught the punch and a silky bubble wrapped itself around Redd's hand. He pulled and yanked and was only able to free himself when he released his grip on the third shadow knife.

"How?!" Redd demanded. "You should be dead! The girl said you were dead!"

"I likely am. The me you are speaking to is merely a copy, made prior to Mister Forgetful erasing 'me' from my old body. Whatever was left in the body of Isiah Crawford after that was Doctor Wondertainment, though with a bit too much Factory mixed in for my taste. I suppose I remember all that because Forgetful couldn't get to me as I was merely in potentia. You remember Mister Mad?"

"He was a fucking— were we all just tests? A fucking training ground?"

"Not all of you, no." Mister Collector, née Doctor Wondertainment smiled. It lacked its old rainbow glow but it shined all the same. "Forgetful and Stripes to cover my tracks, the latter's brother to get you all here…" The smile faded. "…Scary. Ahem. Truth be told, this whole Collector concept was done fairly late into the project's development. I mostly wanted to see how things would turn out. How is Isabel doing?"

Redd glowered. "So then why was I made?"

The old man narrowed the eyes that weren't really his. "Hmm. You were a gamble, I suppose. Of course, I made a grave error— as they say, always bet on black."

Redd grabbed Collector by the collar. "Do you think this is a fucking joke? That I am somehow funny?"

"Not as such. My apologies, I was trying to lighten the mood. What would you like me to say? That you were a defect? That I condensed a power that was much more destructive than I could have imagined and pumped it into some young man's veins? I tried to change you, but you just wouldn't take much. So Redd you became."

Redd released his grip, his face expressionless. "So I'm a mistake."

Collector straightened his tie. "I would more say… an unfortunate surprise. But who doesn't like surprises?"

"Ha…" Redd reeled back, smiling. It took another few seconds for his face to move again. "I'll show you a surprise."

"And what's that?"

The grin in Redd's mouth was almost as sharp as the knives in Collector's bubbles. "That would be telling, dear father. Can't spoil the surprise."

Redd sidled next to the child's bed and smiled down at her. Katherine smiled back up at him, her gaze occasionally edging toward the other Mister. Redd sat down, the impact bouncing the book up and off of the bed. A chuckle left him as he bent over to get it.

Redd set the book down in the center of the bed. He traced out a curved knife on the cover. A spark of red followed his fingertip, outlining the weapon. Once completed the red flickered and was filled with black. Redd slipped the knife off the book as one would a playing card and held it for Collector to see. When Redd turned it so that the blade faced Collector, it appeared to merely be a wispy black line flickering in the light.

"Are you ready?" Redd asked Katherine in a soft voice.

The child took a few breaths. "Are you sure you can? I don't want Him getting hurt."

Redd twirled the knife in one hand and brushed back her hair with the other. "These people may have locked him away, but I just so happen to have the key."

With trembling fingers she lifted up her gown to expose her belly. Brands marked the swollen skin, dull and dark. They crackled like coal when Redd touched them. Katherine laid flat and squeezed her eyes shut.

The twisted scalpel slipped into her, the blade so fine she didn't wince. But as Redd ran the knife across her, she began to scream. The runes on her skin sizzled as Redd cut through them, vapor rising into the air. Within the girl, red and purple pulsed and writhed, her womb mangled and distended. It squished and squelched as her yelling became racking sobs.

All the while, Collector stood impassively at the foot of the bed. He had seen as bad, caused worse, but a twinge of guilt struck him as he thought of Sweetie. Hopefully she would at least speak to him when he found her. Collector stirred from his thoughts when Redd cleared his throat, knife hanging over the mess.

"Don't lose focus, old man. You're about to witness the birth of a new era. Or, at least, the death of this one."

The knife dropped.

Rather than cut or tear into the tissue, the dagger simply sank into it. Black into a mottled red. But as it was swallowed, a pinprick of bright red showed itself. There was a moment of stillness, even within the girl, as the shadows cast across her intestines swirled to the red.

The room was suddenly all too full. The smell of iron was nearly palpable, a loud ripping sound the only thing accompanying Katherine's now-resumed screams. Hardened flesh that matched the color of a dying sun dripped with blood and placenta. It pressed everywhere within the room, on the walls, under the bed, even within the inhabitants. The ceiling began to crack, and then the tearing sound intensified enough to drown out the sobs.

The ceiling exploded. The earth and concrete above it was obliterated as the thing rose, level after level was leveled by the growing expanse. It grew as it rose, each rising floor destroyed in a greater capacity. Eventually Site-██ was exposed to the open air, where dark clouds were beat about by a pair of reverse wings. Eleven mouths creaked open to take their first breaths.

Foundation personnel stared up in slack-jaw awe. At a distance, civilians who could spot at least the crown of horns began to panic. Down in the medical room, the trio remained. A thin umbilical cord connecting Katherine to her son. Redd cackled and pointed the monstrosity out to the spent child. Collector tapped the side of his head and a bubble formed around it.

The Seventh Son spoke. Clouds broke and the sky cracked under the weight of his words. The air itself tasted of blood. All those within the range of His mighty voice felt crimson run out their ears, with the exception of a single man standing in the center of it all. His bubble vibrated rainbows against the onslaught, but held.

"Do you see?!" Redd yelled, none hearing him over the din. He touched the blood coming from his ear and showed Collector. "It's over! I can finally be over!"

Once the bubble stopped shaking, Collector popped it. The world was silent, waiting for the Son's next words. He took the umbilical cord in his hand and proffered it to Redd. A crack of a smile broke Redd's face. From nowhere he produced another dagger and with no amount of ceremony separated mother and child.

Knowing this, the Seventh Son drew another breath. When He spoke again, His words fell on deaf ears. The air around him shimmered slightly, reflecting a rainbow in places.

Collector lowered his hand from where he had touched the Scarlet King's spawn. Something stuck to his hand, which he wiped off on the bed sheet. He cleared his throat and adjusted his tie again.

After a moment he turned to Redd, a small smile on his lips. "I'm so sorry, I'm afraid I couldn't hear you over all the noise. What were you saying?"

Redd said nothing. He did nothing, for a short time. Then his eye twitched. He looked at the shimmer of the bubble around the Seventh Son, at the stain on the bed sheet. Bony palms dug into his eyes as he tried to rub whatever nonsense was clouding his vision. When he looked again, the scene was the same.

"…No," Redd finally said, a full sword in his hand. He slashed at the bubble, the blade digging into the film. Then it flew out of his hand as the bubble pushed back. "No."

Collector watched Redd attack the bubble over and over again with a variety of shadow weapons. After a dozen or so weapons were embedded in the wall behind him, Redd slashed at his own hands and thrust the scarlet lightning into the bubble. It did nothing but catch the light.

"No!" Redd repeated, turning on Collector. "No."

"Sorry, is this distracting you?" Collector said. He raised a palm and snatched away the Seventh Son, now the size of a newt contained within the ball in the Little Mister's hand. "I'll put it away."

Redd watched his savior vanish with a whimsical pop! Mouth agape, he turned to his Queen. She couldn't look back, her eyes glazed over. Her breaths came in short, ragged bursts. Redd ground his teeth together and turned back to Collector.

With a mouth full of blood and darkness, Redd yelled, "No!"

He stumbled forward, knife in hand without the usual motion. It buried itself in Collector's chest.

"No!" Redd screamed, spraying blood in Collector's face. He pulled the knife out of his brother/father and continued stabbing him. "No. No! NO!"

Blood flew from the knife with each stab. Droplets froze in midair, catching other sprays and sloshing together into hovering bubbles of blood. Color drained from Collector's face as Redd's gained more and more.

"No…" Redd whispered, losing breath. His arm fell, opening a large gash across Collector's stomach. The knife fell and disintegrated, merging with the shadow cast by the last blood orb. A tear droplet met it. "No…"

Collector/Isiah hugged his brother/son. Redd sobbed against the offered shoulder. When the cries weakened in strength, Collector led Redd back to his seat. Redd fell into it and wrapped himself in his jacket. With a flick of his wrist Collector brought the crimson orbs into himself. By the time he finished collecting what shadow weapons remained he regained his color, though he moved slowly. He went about pop!ing the armaments away save for one. He took it out of its bubble and sat on the arm of the chair, between Redd and Katherine.

"I can't say this is how I envisioned the family reunion," Collector mused. "But I think I can afford you at least one gift."

Redd almost laughed. "What could you possibly give me?"

"Less give." Collector tapped Redd's forehead. "More take."

Redd blinked. He stared at the swirling hate bubbled in front of him. He winced when it vanished with a light tap from Collector. Emptiness filled him. Wonderful, calming emptiness. Tranquil, simple serenity.

Redd felt where Collector had prodded him. "It… it's gone?"

"Simply somewhere else."

Redd nearly sprang from his chair. "The girl! You could… take whatever they did to her out? Make her right?"

"I don't believe they made her wrong," Collector said, turning his gaze to Katherine. "If the Scarlet King could enter this world without humanity's help, he would have done it already. She chose this life for him. There is nothing for me to take from her, except…"

The black dagger seemed to try to catch the light in his hand.

"At least let me do it," Redd urged.

"I didn't wash your hands of blood just for you to dirty them again, Redd," Collector replied. "What's a few more drops on mine?"

He was silent for a moment, and then Redd said, "I don't think I really want that name anymore."

"Oh?"

He closed his eyes. The roiling red sea of his mind was now a calm blue. "I'm thinking Bluee."

"Blue?"

"With two E's."

Collector wheezed a laugh. "So be it. Excuse me one moment, Bluee."

It was over quick. Bluee found it hard to look at her, so he covered her up.

"So… what now?" Bluee asked.

"Now you enter one of the Foundation's little boxes, like your siblings," Collector said.

"What? That's it?" Bluee stood. "No, that isn't fair, it can't just end like-"

Collector held up a hand, and Bluee went silent. Collector reached into his pocket slowly, like the old man he looked to be. "You may be free of the Scarlet King's branding, but not of Wondertainment's. I'm in the body of a Foundation Overseer now. We have to act our parts."

Collector finally retrieved the paper he had pulled from his pocket earlier. He offered it to Bluee, who took it gingerly.

Wow! You've found them all and became Mr. Collector!!

But the fun isn't over yet, because now a whole new set of Misters will soon be in development, brought to you by our own Ms. Heir!

00. Mr. Collector ✔ 01. Mr. Chameleon ✔ 02. Mr. Headless ✔ 03. Mr. Laugh ✔ 04. Mr. Forgetful ✔ 05. Mr. Shapey ✔ 06. Mr. Soap ✔ 07. Mr. Hungry ✔ 08. Mr. Brass ✔ 09. Mr. Hot ✔ 10. Ms. Sweetie ✔ 11. Mr. Life and Mr. Death ✔ 12. Mr. Fish ✔ 13. Mr. Moon ✔ 14. Mr. Redd (discontinued) ✔ 15. Mr. Money ✔ 16. Mr. Lost ✔ 17. Mr. Lie ✔ 18. Mr. Mad ✔ 19. Mr. Scary ✔ 20. Mr. Stripes ✔

Bluee made a double take.

But the fun isn't over yet, because now a whole new set of Misters will soon be in development, brought to you by our own Ms. Heir!

Bluee looked up.

Collector's smile had more strength than the rest of his body combined. "Because we're not done yet."

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phinnsyreads · 5 years

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Item #: SCP-050

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: So far, all attempts to contain SCP-050 have proven fruitless. Testing to contain SCP-050 has been discontinued at this time. At present, whoever has possession of SCP-050 is to leave it in an office they use with regularity. Attempts to leave SCP-050 in unused offices have resulted in it following its owner home. This is a violation of regulations and not to be allowed.

Description: SCP-050 appears to be a statue of a monkey reading a book, approximately 1 foot tall. On the bottom of the statue are engraved the words "To The Cleverest" in cursive script.

The statue has so far proven resistant to all forms of damage. As such, there is no accurate method to date the object. Attempts to damage SCP-050 have resulted in increasingly lethal 'pranks' on the part of SCP-050. As of this writing, destruction testing is discontinued.

When left alone, SCP-050 has shown itself to be both useful and antagonistic to its current owner (See Document 050). Although never seen to move, no matter the manner or amount of recordings, any room it is left in becomes very clean, to a polish whenever possible. Paperwork is filed, trash is emptied, and in general, clutter is removed. However, SCP-050 also has a tendency to leave traps for its owner, so current holders should carefully check their offices upon returning.

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Document 050

"The Great Researcher Prank War"

On 01/██/20██, During an attempted capture of SCP-963 by Chaos Insurgency agents, Dr. Bright made use of 963's intrinsic capabilities to make fools of the attempted kidnappers. When Bright returned to his office, he found a monkey statue waiting for him. His office had been tidied in his absence, and everything filed away, which came as something of a shock for the naturally messy Dr. Bright.

Upon further investigation, it was found that — despite the apparent tidiness of his office — all of his pens had been drained of all but the last bit of ink, and several important documents had been translated into Aramaic.

Dr. Bright immediately began the usual testing of this new SCP, but found himself going nowhere, until Dr. Rights, as payback for something unspecified, smeared his desk with one half of a compound epoxy, and applied the other half of the compound to his utensils. At this point, SCP-050 vanished from Dr. Bright's office, reappearing in Dr. Rights' office, whereupon 050 began the cleanup again.

After several tests, it became apparent that SCP-050 was easily contained, as long as no one outside the Foundation proved to be cleverer than the Foundation scientists. Of course, this led to many of the Foundation scientists seeking to claim the title of 'Most Clever' for themselves.

And thus began the "Great Researcher Prank War."

Memorandum 050-A: No good will come of this. — O5-█

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Entry 1: Bright —> English

Dr. English accesses SCP-705. 705 is allowed access to approximately one hundred pounds of similarly colored play dough. After several minutes 'conversation', the new army retreats to the ventilation shafts. No footage of Dr. Bright's room exists, but several hours later Dr. Bright stumbles out, covered in little red welts, and red play dough, swearing and muttering. SCP-050 transfers ownership to Dr. English.

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Entry 2: English —> Isendorf

At 11:30 pm on ██/██/████, Agent Strelnikov is seen exiting his room in full rage, carrying a machine gun. Smoke pours from the open door of his quarters.

Senior Researcher Isendorf is later found to be in possession of 050, proving that a good enough prank will attract 050's attention no matter the target.

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Entry 3: Isendorf —> Kondraki

At 10:25 am ██/██/████, Dr. Isendorf returned from a brief coffee break to discover a typed note sitting on his desk, which read.

Dr. Isendorf, It seems there was a problem with the Class-A Amnestic you requested following your SCP-231 assignment. Please hop on the next plane leaving from the site, and wait until someone comes and picks you up so that we can get this all sorted out. Cheers, O5-3.14

Despite factual and stylistic errors in this note (inappropriately informal style, the fact that there is no O5-3.14), Dr. Isendorf apparently took the note seriously and became highly distressed. Dr. Isendorf boarded the next airplane leaving Site-23, which turned out to be a regularly scheduled flight travelling to Site-19.

Dr. Isendorf apparently did not realize this until landing, at which point he still waited over eight hours outside the site, before a guard found him and asked him what he was doing. Dr. Isendorf soon confirmed that he had never been asigned to SCP-231, and quickly worked out what had happened.

SCP-050 was observed in the office of Dr. Kondraki later that same day.

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Entry 4: Kondraki —> Kald

At 7:28 pm, █/██/2009, Dr. Kondraki was called away by Assistant Researcher Haus, under the pretense of an SCP-173 containment breach. Security cameras recovered footage of the ensuing prank.

Upon returning to his office, Kondraki pauses briefly when he reaches his door. Moments later, he is seen backing slowly out of his office, keeping his eyes fixed on something inside.

It was later revealed that Dr. Kald had placed a replica of SCP-173 in Kondraki's office, positioned in such a way that it faced the door, establishing "eye contact" with whoever might enter the room. Kondraki continued to retreat until slipping on a hitherto unnoticed puddle of cooking oil.

The replica of SCP-173 (made of wire frame, papier mache and spray-paint) was relocated to Doctor Josef Kald's office, shortly followed by SCP-050.

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Entry 5: Kald —> Yoric

Upon returning to his office on ██/█/2009, Dr. Kald was surprised to find the statue replaced with a note, reading: "I can't believe no one's thought of this!" The statue was later located in the staff locker of Agent Yoric, who had simply stolen it.

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Entry 6: Yoric —> Kald

Statue returned to Kald. Yoric's living space in utter disarray. Agent Yoric is found unconscious, the words "TO BE EARNED" tattooed in block letters on his forehead through unknown means.

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Entry 7: Kald —> Light

From ██/██/2009 to ██/██/2009, maintenance teams were called twenty-seven times to Dr. Kald's office while he was out, all having received orders to install, repair, or remove a piece of furniture from the office, apparently at random. Dr. Kald became increasingly paranoid about these intrusions, considering his possession of SCP-050, and at ██:██ of ██/██/2009, decided to bring his paperwork and the SCP back to his quarters and work from there. Upon entering his quarters, Dr. Kald was doused by the contents of a bucket carefully balanced on the entrance's doorjamb.

Ownership of SCP-050 changes to Dr. Light.

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Entry 8: Light —> Coleman

On ██/██/2009, Dr. Coleman was seen pinning a notice to the breakroom notice board which read, "Due to the effects of SCP-███ all personnel who have received an amnestic of any kind within the past six months are required to report to Dr. Light immediately." This was signed and notarized by no fewer than 17 members of O5 command and senior staff. After seeing this an email was immediately sent out retracting the information and causing mass panic among some of the Foundation’s more paranoid employees. After what can only be described as a "bum rush" on Dr. Light's newly refurbished office resulting in the destruction of many items contained within, SCP-050 was found on Dr. Coleman's desk.

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Entry 9: Coleman —> Okagawa

On ██/██/2009, Dr. Coleman was called out of his quarters by an email from an unknown source. Five minutes later, security footage showed Dr. Okagawa entering Coleman's quarters, carrying a bag with unknown contents, and leaving the room a few minutes later without the bag.

Upon returning, Coleman discovered a dead rodent which appeared to have been slathered in the secretions of SCP-447. Personnel in adjacent rooms reported hearing a stream of profanity, followed by a thud. Worried researchers found him passed out on the floor, while the slime was later identified as green gelatin from the kitchen, and the "dead rat" as a rubber toy.

SCP-050 was later found in Dr. Okagawa's office.

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Entry 10: Okagawa —> Chepelskii

Video Log: ██/██/2009, 12:34 PM. Dr. Okagawa leaves for the cafeteria (presumably for lunch/late breakfast). Researcher Chepelskii is seen entering Dr. Okagawa's office, carrying several testing vials and SCP-███. Chepelskii left the office five minutes later, closing the door behind him rather hurriedly.

Okagawa returns ten minutes later, opens the door, and is snagged by a large tentacle which pulls him into the office and shuts the door behind him.

A security team is dispatched to Okagawa's office, and discovers him entangled by a giant squid. The team is seen trying to neutralize the cephalopod and free Okagawa. The animal's remains were subsequently destroyed.

SCP-050 has been located in Researcher Chepelskii's office.

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Entry 11: Chepelskii —> Jones —> Chepelskii —> Jones —> Bright

Entry 11-1: On ██/██/2012 Researcher Chepelskii came into work at approximately 0800 and promptly received a pie in the face, courtesy of Project Director Jones.

SCP-050 was found on Project Director Jones' desk later that afternoon.

Note: What? That wasn't original at all! — Dr. Bright

- Entry 11-2: On ██/██/2012 Project Director Jones reported to his post researching SCP-███. Upon entering the facility he was met by Researcher Chepelskii, who threw two pies at his face.

SCP-050 was found in Researcher Chepelskii’s office ten minutes later.

- Entry 11-3: On ██/██/2012 Chepelskii entered his office to find Project Director Jones waiting for him with three pies, which he promptly threw at the researcher’s face.

SCP-050 appeared in Jones' workplace that evening.

Note: Guys, I think we broke it. — Project Director Jones

- Entry 11-4: In the middle of the work day, Dr. Bright entered Jones' research lab with four pies, which he threw in his face. As he was leaving security footage records him saying “This better not fucking work!”

SCP-050 was on Dr. Bright’s desk upon his return.

Notes: God DAMMIT — Dr. Bright Okay. No more fucking pies, alright? — Project Director Jones

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Entry @#: Bright —> SCP-732

On █/██/ 2012, an error occurred in the Foundation Main Database, reassigning System Technician Kent to a squad dea #&@Stoping teh dred lord asaTofh!!1!^)##*@gside the cleaning crews. During the !(*@seging of castul helfire^!(#gnment, Joshua Kent was ordered to !+=`~save th princes aShlye from the barron Blakstaf!!11!2!{\@(aw sewage, with several gallons of feces, ^3~_>,GOLD AND PLATINUM$9(=1#on his head.

During the second half of the assignment, !0&@Sir Ketn and his freinds the magikal night bob*!! had to test several *%@# super majick wepons!)!$ despite the odor. During this time, a routine system sweep had found a(@$!barrel of pur AWESUMNESS@$%@ in the Database. Despite the numerous nearby systems that could have been infected, SCP!)$@-1337 fout the dred lord on a volcanno!!1@(%* concerning System Technician Kent's assignment.

System Technician Kent was returned to Site 23 largely unharmed. SCP-050 was discovered sitting by a hard drive heavily infected with SCP-732, with the statue seeming to consider the virus its new "owner."

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Entry 13: [DATA EXPUNGED]

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Entry 14: [DATA EXPUNGED]

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Entry 15: SCP-732 —> Light

On ██/██/2012, Dr. Light connected the SCP-732-infected hard drive to a scanner, and asked 732 if it could produce "LOLCAT" images on request. Its response, presented in the form of an 8000-word erotic story featuring itself (in the form of a man named "Lord Kickass"), Dr. Light, and [REDACTED], was that with the help of SCP-050 it can do anything.

Dr. Light provided SCP-732 with scanned photographs of several SCPs that take the form of, or can potentially take the form of, housecats, including SCP-577, SCP-529, SCP-607, and two instantiations of SCP-331. SCP-732 produced 10 "LOLCAT" images for each photograph.

Dr. Light then provided SCP-732 with SCP-637 in the form of a drawing by SCP-637-2. As a result of this, SCP-732 was rapidly overwritten with an estimated 63 GB of text describing SCP-637's actions and appearance; whether this information could have filled all available computer memory is unknown, as the last actions of the "Lord Kickass" instantiation were to induce total mechanical failure to its hard drive, accompanied by catastrophic uncontrolled oxidation.

SCP-050 was found in Dr. Light's office the next morning.

Note: SCP-637-2 reports that SCP-637 was not harmed by its venture into SCP-732, but that its fur was "really messed up".

Note: Other copies of SCP-732 seem unaffected by the suicide of "Lord Kickass".

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[The voice of O5-█ was provided by @lapis-liberalis.] [The voice of Dr. Bright was provided by Brittany Carlton.] [The voice of Project Director Jones was provided by @phantomancer.] [The voice of SCP-732 was provided by @navox-the-weary.]

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Ava Ire (HOUSE 116)

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BIOSHOCK

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Es (TOWNHOUSE 247) *BROKEN URL

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Berserker (Sakata Kintoki) (CONDO 437)

Caster (William Shakespeare) (APARTMENT 354)

Foreigner (Katsushika Hokusai) (HOUSE 151)

Lancer (Diarmuid Ua Duibhne) (CONDO 445)

Rider (Quetzalcoatl) (CONDO 408)

Rider of Red (Achilles) (TOWNHOUSE 207)

Saber (Richard I) (Richard I's House (Archimedes))

FINAL FANTASY

Balthier (TOWNHOUSE 240)

Cloud Strife (CONDO 422)

Fordola rem Lupis (HOUSE 139)

Genesis Rhapsodos (CONDO 439)

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret (TOWNHOUSE 248)

Warrior of Light (Arishan Ruruwai) (HOUSE 126)

Warrior of Light (Kerasos Kahkol) (CONDO 424)

Zack Fair (HOUSE 171)

Zephirin (APARTMENT 333)

FIRE EMBLEM

Nina (APARTMENT 350)

Pieri (APARTMENT 338)

FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S

Mike Schmidt (CONDO 441)

William Afton (Scraptrap) (OUTSIDE)

FOOD FANTASY

Coffee (HOUSE 144)

FREE!

Rin Matsuoka (TOWNHOUSE 225)

FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST

Alphonse Elric (CONDO 415)

Riza Hawkeye (CONDO 435)

FUTURE CARD BUDDYFIGHT

Gao Mikado (HOUSE 119)

Kakeru Futaboshi (HOUSE 175)

Kanata Ozora (CONDO 433)

Noboru Kodo (CONDO 435) *BROKEN URL

Ranma Kakogawa (CONDO 470)

Red Riding Hood Emma (HOUSE 153)

GIGANTIC

Rutger (APARTMENT 353) *BROKEN URL

GOBLIN SLAYER

Goblin Slayer (Ted) (CONDO 428)

GOD EATER

Soma Schicksal (HOUSE 125)

GOD HAND

Gene (CONDO 447)

GRANBLUE FANTASY

Arthur (TOWNHOUSE 231)

Brodia/Alexiel (HOUSE 147) *BROKEN URL

Mordred (TOWNHOUSE 231)

Narmaya (TOWNHOUSE 253)

Threo (TOWNHOUSE 220)

Vane (APARTMENT 369) *BROKEN URL

GRIEFER BELT

Lars Van Allen (Miriam's House (Fibonacci))

GUNDAM

Lockon Stratos/Neil Dylandy (HOUSE 121)

GUNNERKRIGG COURT

Antimony Carver (CONDO 428)

HALLOWEEN

Michael Myers (HOUSE 138) *DROPPED

A HAT IN TIME

The Conductor (APARTMENT 342)

HELLSING

Seras Victoria (Seras's House (Cotes))

HOMESTUCK

Chahut Maenad (TOWNHOUSE 267)

Diamonds Droog (HOUSE 112)

Equius Zahhak (CONDO 401)

Hearts Boxcars (HOUSE 109)

Marsti Houtek (HOUSE 172)

Marvus Xoloto (HOUSE 159)

Roxy Lalonde (CONDO 404)

Stelsa Sezyat (HOUSE 135)

Tavros Nitram (APARTMENT 301)

Terezi Pyrope (APARTMENT 318)

Tyzias Entykk (TOWNHOUSE 263)

HORIZON ZERO DAWN

Aloy (HOUSE 106)

HOUSEKI NO KUNI

Bortz (CONDO 436)

HUNTER X HUNTER

Gon Freecss (APARTMENT 351)

HYPER LIGHT DRIFTER

Drifter (APARTMENT 329)

HYPNOSIS MIC

Dice Arisugawa (APARTMENT 334) *BROKEN URL

Samatoki Aohitsugi (HOUSE 159)

IDOLISH7

Ryuunosuke Tsunashi (CONDO 407)

Ten Kujou (CONDO 423)

INUYASHA

Sesshomaru (HOUSE 152)

INVISIBLE INC.

Matei "Draco" Cernat (TOWNHOUSE 240)

JIBAKU SHOUNEN HANAKO-KUN

Nene Yashiro (HOUSE 156)

JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE

Bruno Bucciarati (TOWNHOUSE 220)

Joseph Joestar (HOUSE 149)

Jotaro Kujo (HOUSE 129)

Leone Abbacchio (HOUSE 172)

K PROJECT

Mikoto Suoh (APARTMENT 338)

Totsuka Tatara (APARTMENT 360)

KAGEROU PROJECT

Konoha (CONDO 426)

Kuroha (CONDO 416)

Tsubomi Kido (CONDO 461)

KAMEN RIDER

Kadoya Tsukasa (TOWNHOUSE 243)

KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN

Chrome Dokuro (APARTMENT 311)

Fran (APARTMENT 327)

Hibari Kyoya (TOWNHOUSE 240)

Squalo Superbi (CONDO 444)

KEN GA KIMI

Kayo (APARTMENT 319)

KILL LA KILL

Mako Mankanshoku (TOWNHOUSE 221)

KINGDOM HEARTS

Demyx (CONDO 432)

Even (Vexen) (TOWNHOUSE 257)

Ventus (APARTMENT 344)

KIZNAIVER

Hajime Tenga (CONDO 402)

LAMENTO BEYOND THE VOID

Shui (HOUSE 104)

LEAGUE OF LEGENDS

Neeko (CONDO 460)

Rakan (HOUSE 128)

LEGEND OF ZELDA

Zelda (Breath of the Wild) (CONDO 456)

LIVE A LIVE

Oboromaru (HOUSE 153) *DASH ONLY

MABINOGI

Elatha (Aichi's House (Cotes))

MAGI LABYRINTH OF MAGIC

Ja'far (APARTMENT 361)

MARVEL

Jessica Jones (TOWNHOUSE 264)

Loki Laufeyson (Ikol) (Earth-616) (APARTMENT 312)

Thor Odinson (APARTMENT 301)

MEDAKA BOX

Kurokami Medaka (APARTMENT 330)

MEGAMAN

Roll (TOWNHOUSE 230)

MONOGATARI

Hitagi Senjougahara (HOUSE 107)

Kiss-Shot (APARTMENT 318)

Suruga Kanbaru (TOWNHOUSE 212)

MONSTER HIGH

Draculaura (HOUSE 165)

MOTHER SERIES

Claus (HOUSE 172)

MY HERO ACADEMIA (BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA)

Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic) (CONDO 426)

Kaminari Denki (CONDO 464)

Kyouka Jirou (Headphone Jack) (CONDO 445)

Midoriya Izuku (APARTMENT 350)

Tamaki Amajiki (HOUSE 113)

Toshinori Yagi (All Might) (APARTMENT 302)

MYSTERY SKULLS

Arthur (TOWNHOUSE 246)

MYSTIC MESSENGER

Yoosung Kim (APARTMENT 362)

NARUTO

Neji Hyuga (HOUSE 101)

Sasori (TOWNHOUSE 217)

NIER

9S (HOUSE 138)

A2 (APARTMENT 337)

No. 4 (APARTMENT 317)

NIGHT IN THE WOODS

Casey Hartley (APARTMENT 360)

OBSOLETE DREAM

Kurotsuno (HOUSE 117)

OCTOPATH TRAVELER

Therion (CONDO 409)

OFF

Sugar (CONDO 432)

ONE PIECE

Portgas D. Ace (HOUSE 130)

Sanji (HOUSE 149)

ONMYOJI

Hiromasa (HOUSE 140)

Kamikui (TOWNHOUSE 260)

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

Cliona Finn (CONDO 446)

Deborah Yoon Chestnut (APARTMENT 353)

Eli McKendal (APARTMENT 330)

Ellis Morgan (CONDO 468)

Fin (HOUSE 105)

Hadwyn Murolo (CONDO 440)

Hawthorne Althaea Rolohden (CONDO 431)

Liu Canglong (HOUSE 159)

Mira Lumren (CONDO 440)

Nemi Ollin (HOUSE 171)

Oni (Ibaraki Doji) (HOUSE 152)

Pembroke (APARTMENT 337)

Rose Castavet (HOUSE 117)

Shade (TOWNHOUSE 244)

Zack Ledger (HOUSE 161)

OVERWATCH

Brigitte Lindholm (HOUSE 145)

Fareeha Amari (Pharah) (APARTMENT 356)

Hanzo Shimada (CONDO 459)

Jamison Fawkes (Junkrat) (APARTMENT 328)

Lucio Correia dos Santos (Lucio) (APARTMENT 356)

OXENFREE

Alex (APARTMENT 345)

PANDORA HEARTS

Reim Lunettes (HOUSE 166)

PERSONA

Fuuka Yamagishi ("Meme House" (Golden))

Marie (HOUSE 130)

Rise Kujikawa (HOUSE 152)

Tae Takemi (CONDO 435)

Yukari Takeba (HOUSE 120)

RE ZERO

Felix Argyle (CONDO 459)

RISE OF THE GUARDIANS

Nicholas St. North (CONDO 446)

RUINER

Puppy (CONDO 448)

RWBY

Hazel Rainart (CONDO 455)

Sun Wukong (HOUSE 114)

Tyrian Callows (HOUSE 162)

SAINTS ROW

Killbane (APARTMENT 334)

SAIYUKI

Sha Gojyo (APARTMENT 334)

THE SANTA CLAUSE

Scott Calvin/Santa Claus (HOUSE 136) *BROKEN URL

SCARY GODMOTHER

Hannah Marie (HOUSE 102)

SCP FOUNDATION

SCP-2337/Doctor Spanko (CONDO 429)

SENNEN MEIKYUU NO NANA OUJI

Zan Audupon (APARTMENT 322)

SHE-RA AND THE PRINCESSES OF POWER

Adora (She-Ra) (APARTMENT 346)

Catra (APARTMENT 359)

Princess Glimmer (TOWNHOUSE 241)

SHOUJO KAGEKI REVUE STARLIGHT

Nana Daiba (CONDO 405)

Tendou Maya (CONDO 428)

SINOALICE

Snow White (HOUSE 146) *BROKEN URL

SOLO LEVELING

Sung Jin Woo (CONDO 450)

SOMA

Simon Jarret (TOWNHOUSE 253)

SPLATOON

Agent 8 (HOUSE 123)

Pearl (APARTMENT 334)

STAR OCEAN

Albel Nox (HOUSE 134)

Noel Chandler (HOUSE 120)

Rena Lanford (CONDO 443)

STAR VS. THE FORCES OF EVIL

Eclipsa (APARTMENT 373)

Marco Diaz (TOWNHOUSE 251)

Tom (HOUSE 111)

STEVEN UNIVERSE

Pink Diamond (HOUSE 174)

SUPER MARIO

Princess Peach (APARTMENT 348)

TALES OF

Lloyd Irving (HOUSE 146)

Ludger Will Kresnik (APARTMENT 333)

Luke fon Fabre (HOUSE 157)

Marta Lualdi (Apartment 321)

Natalia Luzu Kimlasca Lanvaldear (TOWNHOUSE 230)

Zelos Wilder (TOWNHOUSE 204)

TEZUKA'S STAR SYSTEM

Hammond Egg (TOWNHOUSE 239)

THOMAS AND FRIENDS

Percy (APARTMENT 340)

TO ARU MAJUTSU NO INDEX

Accelerator (TOWNHOUSE 223)

TOKYO GHOUL

Haise Sasaki (TOWNHOUSE 256)

Uta (CONDO 441)

TOKYO MEW MEW

Minto Aizawa (APARTMENT 322)

TOTALLY SPIES

Clover (APARTMENT 310)

TOTSUKUNI NO SHOUJO

Shiva (CONDO 403) *BROKEN URL

TOUHOU

Remilia Scarlet (TOWNHOUSE 211)

Seiga Kaku (APARTMENT 352)

Youmu Konpaku (TOWNHOUSE 206)

TOUKEN RANBU

Mikazuki Munechika (TOWNHOUSE 235)

Ookurikara (CONDO 448) *BROKEN URL

TSURUNE

Masaki Takigawa (HOUSE 174)

UMINEKO NO NAKU KORO NI

Lambdadelta (CONDO 441)

Willard H. Wright (APARTMENT 307)

UNDERTALE

Papyrus (APARTMENT 319)

Sans Undertale (TOWNHOUSE 209)

UTA NO PRINCE SAMA

Mikaze Ai (HOUSE 117)

VOCALOID

Rin Kagamine (TOWNHOUSE 235)

VOLTRON

Lance (TOWNHOUSE 234)

WAKFU

Percedal & Rubilax (APARTMENT 324)

THE WALKING DEAD

Louis (CONDO 432)

WICKED WOLVES

Ruka (APARTMENT 323)

WOLF'S RAIN

Kiba (HOUSE 164)

THE WORLD ENDS WITH YOU

Coco Atarashi (TOWNHOUSE 216)

Joshua Kiryu (HOUSE 123)

Sanae Hanekoma (TOWNHOUSE 255)

WORLD TRIGGER

Murakami Kou (APARTMENT 348)

XENOBLADE CHRONICLES

Cross (APARTMENT 322)

Mythra (HOUSE 132) *BROKEN URL

YAKUZA

Makoto Makimura (HOUSE 130)

ZAREGOTO

Tomo Kunagisa (APARTMENT 301)

ZERO ESCAPE

Light Field (Snake) (HOUSE 115)

ZOMBIELAND SAGA

Junko Konno (HOUSE 125)

Saki Nikaido (APARTMENT 318)

#modnote #activity check #lost in space 06

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Item #: SCP-500

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-500 must be stored in a cool and dry place away from bright light. SCP-500 is only allowed to be accessed by personnel with level 4 security clearance to prevent misapplication.

Description: SCP-500 is a small plastic can which at the time of writing contains forty-seven (47) red pills. One pill, when taken orally, effectively cures the subject of all diseases within two hours, exact time depending on the severity and amount of the subject's conditions. Despite extensive trials, all attempts at synthesizing more of what is thought to be the active ingredient of the pills have been unsuccessful.

Note From Dr. Klein:

SCP personnel below Level 3 are now banned from handling SCP-500. This is not to be used to cure a hangover. Get AIDS and then ask permission.

Request 500-1774-k

Dr. [500-0022F] has requested one (1) SCP-500 pill for testing with SCP-038. Request has been approved.

Request 500-1862-b

Dr. Gears has requested one (1) SCP-500 pill for testing in SCP-914. Request has been approved.

Request 500-2354-f

Dr. █████████ has requested one (1) SCP-500 pill for testing with SCP-253. Request denied.

Request 500-5667-e

Dr. Gibbons has requested two (2) pills of SCP-500 for his personal medkit. Request denied.

Addendum 500-1: Two (2) pills have been authorized for use with SCP-008. As a result of conducting a series of tests on Class D subjects infected with SCP-008, it appears that even in the most advanced stages of the disease one whole pill will accomplish full recovery. Number of pills is fifty-seven (57) at the time of writing. - Dr. [500-0021D]

Addendum 500-2: One (1) pill has been authorized for use with SCP-409. SCP-500 was tested on Subject 409-D5 who was exposed to the effects of SCP-409. Complete recovery accomplished. See Addendum 409-1. Number of pills is fifty-six (56) at the time of writing. - Dr. [500-0021D]

Addendum 500-4: Request 500-1774-k approved. Five (5) pills have been used in experimentation with SCP-038. It has been determined that SCP-038 is capable of duplicating SCP-500; however, the success of the duplicated pills is limited. The duplicated pills are only effective in curing the subject 30% of the time, with chance of successful healing dropping as time since cloned increases. In 60% of the cases where the infection is permanent, symptoms of infection remain, though further infestation is neutralized. Repeated dosing with SCP-038 cloned pills is recommended for all personnel suffering from incurable conditions, as supply of SCP-500 remains extremely limited. All five (5) used samples of SCP-500 were returned. Number of pills is fifty-six (56) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-5: During experiments with SCP-038, one (1) pill was stolen by personnel D-██████ to, reportedly, "cure a hangover". Stricter controls for samples of SCP-500 given to other projects is suggested. Personnel D-██████ has been terminated. Number of pills is fifty-five (55) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-6: One (1) pill has been used with SCP-231-4. Number of pills is fifty-four (54) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-7: One (1) pill has been used for Experiment 447-a. Number of pills is fifty-three (53) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-8: One (1) pill has been used with SCP-208. Number of pills is fifty-two (52) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-9: Request 500-1862-b approved. One (1) pill of SCP-500 is placed within SCP-914 with the setting at "Fine". Resulting object classified as SCP-427. Number of pills is fifty-one (51) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-10: Five (5) pills have been taken for the Olympia Project although only two (2) were used. The remaining three (3) will be returned shortly. Upon return, number of pills will be forty-nine (49).

Addendum 500-11: Two (2) pills have been used for Experiment 217-█████-█████. Number of pills is forty-seven (47) at the time of writing.

Addendum 500-12: Request to have SCP-500 investigated for mental compulsion leading to obsessive fixation denied for triviality.

#scp fandom #scp foundation

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alex106 · 3 months

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Rapa Nui Dance, this was born bc of a conversation

(Fun fact, Alex is half Chilean and half Canadian [she doesn't even know her own nationality {she doesn't even know what a nationality is}])

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alex106 · 3 months

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I saw a image that was like "During a canon event" and " after the canon event" where one was more thin and the other with more weight and made me remember that in a universe where everything end well for Alex, she would look like this

#scp fandom #scp oc #art #oc #oc art #scp oc art #scp foundation #scp 231 4 #scp 231 #scp #scp stuff

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alex106 · 2 months

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Please read‼️

Hi, I wanted to clarify something really fast about something said about me and my thing with Alex and Clef

First of all, the thing was born years ago, and it was like "What if", Alex was not the kid Clef knew as a child, neither the goddess. Alex was born in the cult years before the 4231, in a different place. She was not the girl with the failed abortion (682), she is a woman who escaped from the cult, and who must deal with the consequences that it left on her. A confusing identity, mixed between what could be said to be the presence of A'zieb, and herself as a person

Alex and Clef didn't know each other until the foundation, when she arrived she was 27 and Clef around his 30, they didn't know anything about each other

It took years until they finally knew what connected them in a certain way about the cult

I'm very sorry I didn't clarify it before, I didn't realize that this left the door open to bad misinterpretation

#important #clarification #im sorry for not clarifying it sooner #please read #this is really important to me #I don't want misinterpretations #oc x canon #dr alto clef #scp 231 4 #A'zieb #pinned post #im sorry again #Alex

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