It gets the materials and synthesizes it
[editline]30th September 2011[/editline]
And how do you know liquid sentient orgasms don't live on planet xblrrkl on the glarb sector?
[QUOTE=Zezibesh;32551466]It gets the materials and synthesizes it
[editline]30th September 2011[/editline]
And how do you know liquid sentient orgasms don't live on planet xblrrkl on the glarb sector?[/QUOTE]
Because biologically that makes no sense. How can a chemical reaction in the brain due to sensation suddenly become alive and independent of a human body? Why would it exist in a place with no humans, nor any living beings in general?
[QUOTE=Grim Joker;32551507]Because biologically that makes no sense. How can a chemical reaction in the brain due to sensation suddenly become alive and independent of a human body? Why would it exist in a place with no humans, nor any living beings in general?[/QUOTE]
It's a sentient liquid which causes a chemical reaction that results in orgasms in humans by coincidence.
[QUOTE=Grim Joker;32551507]Because biologically that makes no sense. How can a chemical reaction in the brain due to sensation suddenly become alive and independent of a human body? Why would it exist in a place with no humans, nor any living beings in general?[/QUOTE]
Predatory instinct that happens to affect humans as well. Think of a sentient orgasm like a headcrab.
[QUOTE=Zezibesh;32551553]It's a sentient liquid which causes a chemical reaction that results in orgasms in humans by coincidence.[/QUOTE]
Except that's not what it is. He specifically requested a sentient orgasm, and that's what he got. He didn't get a life form that just happened to cause orgasms. You get specifically what you ask for with the coffee machine, not something that fits the bill well enough.
Are we really having a discussion about things making biological sense in the same series which catalogs a zombie virus and [url=http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-610]these things[/url]?
[QUOTE=Pennywise;32551655]Are we really having a discussion about things making biological sense in the same series which catalogs a zombie virus and [url=http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-610]these things[/url]?[/QUOTE]
All I'm saying is, they try to explain the coffee machine by saying it gets it from somewhere in existence, but later entries and things involving the coffee machine shows that such a feat is simply impossible.
[QUOTE=Grim Joker;32551677]All I'm saying is, they try to explain the coffee machine by saying it gets it from somewhere in existence, but later entries and things involving the coffee machine shows that such a feat is simply impossible.[/QUOTE]
Maybe it acquires such things from other dimensions. Or alternate universes.
[QUOTE=Grim Joker;32551677]All I'm saying is, they try to explain the coffee machine by saying it gets it from somewhere in existence, but later entries and things involving the coffee machine shows that such a feat is simply impossible.[/QUOTE]Ah.
...
Are we really having a discussion about possibility in a series that documents [url=http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-033]a corruptive, eldrich abomination humans created by fucking up at math[/url]?
I kind of feel sorry for SPC-007, he's a harmless guy that just wants an computer with an internet connection, and instead he has to stay in a restricted living environment and the only thing he can do is play chess once a week.
[URL="http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-007"]http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-007[/URL]
[QUOTE=Pennywise;32551179]Yeah, they don't really like writers roleplaying as SCP personnel anymore. They toyed with that idea near the beginning, but since it basically led to everyone having super-special-awesome-author-avatars tromping around it eventually got nixed.[/QUOTE]Huh, it was worth a try. I'm assuming that you're still allowed to reapply if they decline your first application, correct?
Guys, are we really having a scientific discussion about [I]sentient orgasms[/I]?
[QUOTE=Spycrabz;32552189]Guys, are we really having a scientific discussion about [I]sentient orgasms[/I]?[/QUOTE]
Yes. Do you think the sentient orgasm would get over feeling orgasmic all the time?
[QUOTE=Spycrabz;32552189]Guys, are we really having a scientific discussion about [I]sentient orgasms[/I]?[/QUOTE]
my orgasms have sentience
[QUOTE=elitehakor v2;32552574]my orgasms have sentience[/QUOTE]
My sentences have orgasms.
I have thought up my own one
SCP-XXXX
The subject is a large humanoid creature with no facial features other than just a single eye upon what appears to be some form of face. The creature is passive but when any form of sound above a G note is heard by the creature, it is violent, and extremely aggressive. When in this state, it's single eye upon the face changes shape to an ear. After a 2 hour state of anger, it becomes passive again.
It was found on XX/X/XXXX in a basement in an old shack built in Norway.
Commander : Send in Class D
[Class D are forced to use voice changers in order to attain deepness of the Class D's voices]
[Class D] Unit 1 : Why we gotta wear these things?
[Class D] Unit 3 : If this thing hears any noise that's higher than a G note, it becomes highly aggressive.
[Class D] Unit 2 : (To the subject) Hello?
The subject responds by touching Unit 2's face
[Class D] Unit 4 : Looks like it's got a little thing for you, XXXX
[Class D] Unit 2 : Fuck you, XXXXX
[Class D] Unit 1 : Guys please, keep the noise down, it's very sensitive
Unit 3 coughs with a wheeze-like noise, creating a sound higher than a G note
The subject then falls to the floor, creating an extremely high pitch scream
[Class D] Unit 4 : What the fuck is it doing!?
The subject then grabs unit 2's leg and begins to feed upon it with a hole created at the side of the head.
[Class D] Unit 2 : Argh, fuck! This thing's eating my fucking leg!
[Class D] Unit 3 : Fucking get that thing off him!
Unit 1 then attempts to contain the situation by pulling Unit 2 from the subject, only for Unit 2's leg to be ripped from his body
[Class D] Unit 4 : Oh fuck this shit!
Unit 4 turns to the entrance door and begins to punch the door screaming "Let us out!"
Subject : Vold i lyden projiseres gjennom vold
[Class D] Unit 3 : Holy shit did that thing just speak?
[Class D] Unit 1 : What the fuck do you want from us?!
[Commander] : Class D we apologize for this but due to contamination issue's we can't let you out of there.
[Class D] Unit 2 : Fuck you, you fucking cunt! You fucking let us out right now!
[Class D] Unit 4 : Oh god we're gonna die in here!
the Subject then screams and then the surveillance camera then loses connection with the monitor.
[QUOTE=amcfaggot;32424708]My favorite is the [url=http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-294]coffee vending machine.[/url][/QUOTE]
[quote]Document SCP-294a (regarding incident 294-01): On August 21, 2005, Agent Joseph ██████ attempted to utilize Item SCP-294 to obtain coffee during his alloted break time at 9:30 AM. At the request of Agent █████ █████████ "to see what it would do", ██████ requested "a cup of Joe" from the item. Moments after confirming the selection, Agent Joseph ██████ began to sweat profusely and complained of dizziness before collapsing. After being moved to the infirmary, the medical team recovered the contents of the cup dispensed by Item SCP-294; a foul-smelling combination of blood, bits of flesh, and other various bodily fluids. Most disturbingly, testing revealed the DNA sequence of the biological material dispensed by Item SCP-294 matched that of Agent ██████.
[/quote]
:v:
[QUOTE=Aredbomb;32517716]I think people just have inconsistent views on how hard it should be to kill 682, a lot of the tests seem to suggest he can die but how easy it is to kill him varies greatly. Some tests seem to have failed because the foundation just didn't anticipate how he would adapt to it, others seem to fail because of the state it's in when they start the test. Some seem to suggest that there is a definite way to kill 682, but the foundation doesn't know what it is yet. Then there's a few tests that seem to be there for the sole purpose of saying "Nope, you can't do that, he's invincible so you may as well give up."[/QUOTE]
Here's an idea:
[I]Throw him into the fucking sun.[/I]
Let's see how well he can adapt to 25 million degree heat.
[QUOTE=Madman_Andre;32553566]Here's an idea:
[I]Throw him into the fucking sun.[/I]
Let's see how well he can adapt to 25 million degree heat.[/QUOTE]
[url]http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-1543-j[/url]
[quote]SCP-682: grew wings; lot of people ended up with razor sharp feathers in their eyes.[/quote]
[QUOTE=Dead Madman;32553196]I have thought up my own one
SCP-XXXX
The subject is a large humanoid creature with no facial features ...
the Subject then screams and then the surveillance camera then loses connection with the monitor.[/QUOTE]
It's good, but it needs more detail. The description should be longer, listing details like height, weight, speed, eating habits, where it was caught/found, what it took to capture it, [REDACTED].
Also throw in some ██████ and a few [DATA EXPUNGED] in there. Gotta keep it secret and classy. Maybe an attempted interview with said subject.
Also the non-class D's would probably never apologize to a filthy D.
I've thought up one too, the [B]goldminer.[/B]
SCP-XXX
Class : euclid
Personnel are advised to wash their hands, face and feet before entering the containment room of SCP-XXX. All objects with soil on them are strictly forbidden, nor are any digging tools of any form.
SCP-XXX is a large african man, with blue eyes and short black curly hair said to have grown up in the 60's era colonized Congo.
Subject has the ability to tunnel through any known material (even diamond), for all possible lengths, in any direction without nourisment given any digging tool. Subject also has the ability to transform apparent hard surfaces into soil given any amount of soil in his hands. A single ounce has been observed to be able to convert half a cubic metre of titanium into soil, which subject then proceeded to dig through with his bare hands.
He retains no memories from his former life, memories such as working for the [REDACTED] mining organization, which used human slaves to dig for gold in the jungles of Congo.
During his work there, an accident occured which killed 456 miners, as the beams supporting the shafts collapsed and buried or suffocated everyone underground at the time. SCP-XXX was thought to have been about 245m underground, with no means of escape other then a pickaxe and the bodies of his dead co-workers.
After [DATA EXPUNGED] days of digging, subject said to be at the verge of collapse and depression when he found a gold-like nugget, glowing with an intensity described as "Burningly Bright". The current location of this potential SCP is unknown, and a digging team has been dispatched to retrieve it.
Subject, at unkown time and depth, touched this substance and subsequently passed out. Subject awoke above ground, [REDACTED] hours later, his entire body covered in soil and various rocks, broken pickaxe in hand. A small hole had been made next to him, somehow having been dug straight through bedrock as quoted by subject, it is believed that he escaped via this tunnel that went vertically downwards. No other humans escaped from the mineshaft, SCP-XXX was the only survivor.
Subject is to be locked inside a clean, sterilized 10X10 room with appropriate living space and conditions. He is to be inside it at all times, and no digging-capable tools are to be near the room in a 0.5km radius.
Incident XXX-a, subject was given a pen to write down his story. Subject proceeded to carve a hole through the wooden office board floors and tunnel 34m downwards through soil before being stopped by long-range taser. Time between incident and interception was [DATA EXPUNGED] seconds. The pen was intact.
Incident XXX-b, subject was not properly cleaned after XXX-a, and the isolation room was compromised. Subject was stopped only when he was already converting the outer walls of the facility. Subject does not appear resistant to concussions, nor soap.
Report XXX-1 : Subject speaks swahili with a zulu accent, does not remember homevillage. All memories from before the mineshaft collapse appear to have been wiped. Subject has been observed to have a slight golden glow in the very center of his pupils when he is excited. Subject does not appear to be hostile and usually avoids violence, unless threatened. Subject loves fruit and pork meat.
Report XXX-2 : Dr. blank assigned D-6436 to be SCP-XXX's translator, D-6438 and D-6436 were subsequently released into his room, and D-6438 was told to harm SCP-XXX. D-6436 was ordered to tell SCP-XXX what was going to happen to see how SCP-XXX would react.
D-6438 was found several minutes later, inside the medical staff room south wall, with D-6436's tea cup lodged inside a large hole in the cranial region. SCP-XXX tased [REDACTED] seconds later.
Note from Dr. blank : "ANYTHING that could be considered a device that can dig, is now forbidden inside SCP-XXX's room, I warn anyone not to threaten SCP-XXX with anything even remotely sharp or cup-based. SCP-XXX will eat and drink via tube from this point onwards"
Report XXX-3 : Dr. blank introduced SCP-XXX to SCP-067, personnel observed from a distance. SCP-XXX's will to escape was suddenly enforced and followed by him drawing a large, 3-dimensional picture of a tunnel upon the nearest wall in seconds. Subject was then observed to speak unknown words and the drawn tunnel appeared to now exist in the physical realm, extending all the way to a tiny light at the end. Subject tased as he attempted escape.
After examination this tunnel appeared to indeed come out at the end of the facility, however how SCP-XXX accomplished this with SCP-067's effect is unknown. This tunnel also exhibits some extradimensional properties, as the rooms beyond the begin point do not actually appear to conflict with the tunnels existence. Digging outwards results in [REDACTED] inside out. Do not attempt again.
The tunnel is being considered as an effective escape route in case of keter-class outbreaks.
Report XXX-4 : Dr. blank initiated second attempt at threatening SCP-XXX, all clothes and foreign objects removed beforehand. D-6456 entered room, once again SCP-XXX was told by D-6436 that harm was going to be made to him. D-6456 and SCP-XXX struggled for several minutes until D-6456 fell to the floor, screaming in what appeared to be utter pain and stress, followed by passing out.
D-6456's arm appeared to have been converted to soil and have fallen off during the fight. D-6456 sent to medical and reassigned to other tasks. D-6456's artificial gold tooth appears to have dissapeared during the struggle. When asked, SCP-XXX does not know it's location.
Note from Dr. blank : "All personnel must clean under their fingernails when approaching SCP-XXX. Failure to do so will end in isolation."
Subject class reassigned from safe to euclid.
So in short, it's an african slave miner, who came into contact with unkown metal after the shaft collapsed. He can dig himself through anything at an astonishing rate with anything that can dig, and if no tool is present, he can use soil to convert any material into soil. He really likes to escape given the chance.
OK, I'm gonna edit mine
SCP-XXXX
The subject is a large humanoid creature with no facial features other than just a single eye upon what appears to be some form of face. The creature is passive but when any form of sound above a G note is heard by the creature, it is violent, and extremely aggressive. When in this state, it's single eye upon the face changes shape to an ear. After a 2 hour state of anger, it becomes passive again.
It was found on ██/██/████ in a basement in an old shack built in Norway.
Height: 8"3
Weight : [UNKNOWN]
[NOTE] : The subject has a distinct red line across it's right arm, half of the arm's length
[START//: SCP-XXXX]
Commander : Send in Class D's
[Class D are forced to use voice changers in order to attain deepness of the Class D's voices]
[Class D] Unit 1 : Why we gotta wear these things?
[Class D] Unit 3 : If this thing hears any noise that's higher than a G note, it becomes highly aggressive.
[Class D] Unit 2 : (To the subject) Hello?
[The subject responds by touching Unit 2's face]
[Class D] Unit 4 : Looks like it's got a little thing for you, ████
[Class D] Unit 2 : Fuck you, █████
[Class D] Unit 1 : Guys please, keep the noise down, it's very sensitive
Unit 3 coughs with a wheeze-like noise, creating a sound higher than a G note
The subject then falls to the floor, creating an extremely high pitch scream
[Class D] Unit 4 : What the fuck is it doing!?
The subject then grabs unit 2's leg and begins to feed upon it with a hole created at the side of the head.
[Class D] Unit 2 : Argh, fuck! This thing's eating my fucking leg!
[Class D] Unit 3 : Fucking get that thing off him!
Unit 1 then attempts to contain the situation by pulling Unit 2 from the subject, only for Unit 2's leg to be ripped from his body
[Class D] Unit 4 : Oh fuck this shit!
Unit 4 turns to the entrance door and begins to punch the door screaming "Let us out!"
Subject : Vold i lyden projiseres gjennom vold
[Class D] Unit 3 : Holy shit did that thing just speak?
[Class D] Unit 1 : What the fuck do you want from us?
[Class D] Unit 2 : Fuck you, you fucking cunt! You fucking let us out right now!
[Class D] Unit 4 : Oh god we're gonna die in here!
[END//:SCP-XXXX]
Previous Encounters
-----------------------
Extracted from the journal of █████ █████ on the ██/█/████ in ███████ , Norway
TRANSLATED FROM NORWEGIAN:
"I had just finished work when I was driving home (At around 3-4AM?) and I saw this strange...thing...I have no idea what the fuck this thing was, but it wasn't any human. I got out of the car to see how he was, I said "Hello?" and it turned around, shivering in the cold snow. I said to it "Are you lost?" I asked, it then made a loud, distinct cow-like moo noise. It was quite annoying, actually. I asked it if it wanted a ride home, it ignored me. I said "Alright, I'm going!". So I got back in my car, buckled the belt, and turned around. As I drove past him, I honked my horn at him, and as I did so, it screamed like nothing I've ever heard before. I looked in my rear-view mirror to see what he was up to, he started chasing me, I stopped the car, looked back and he wasn't there. I got out to see if he had run elsewhere, he was no where in sight. So I got back in the car and drove home. I told █████ about it, and she just told me that I had been working too hard at work today, and I was probably just hallucinating, you know, with the snow and all. I haven't really thought much about it until now, and I just can't get that image of it out of my head. I can't sleep, it's genuinely scaring me. I don't know what I'm supposed to do about it either, I can't call the police, they'll think I'm crazy, maybe ███ will know. I dunno. Anyway, I better try to get some sleep now.
3rd encounter:
This was a call to the ████ police on ██/██/████
TRANSLATED FROM NORWEGIAN:
[OPERATOR] : Hello, Operator, how can I help you?
[CALLER] : Please, oh my god please get the police quickly please!
[OPERATOR] : Putting you through now.
[POLICE] : Hello, ██PD how can I help you?
[CALLER] : Oh my fucking god please help!
[POLICE] : What's wrong?
[CALLER] : Oh god there's this fucking thing eating my mother!
[POLICE] : What? What's eating your mo-
[CALLER] : There's this fucking thing with like this ear on it's face eating my fucking mother's legs, oh god please send help!
[POLICE] : Don't worry, We've dispatched a ████ car now, what's your address?
[CALLER] : Uhh...██ █████ Ave.
[POLICE] : O...K.... Just hang in there, what's your name?
[CALLER] : ████, ████ █████, just please, it's got my fucking mo- Oh god it's seen me! Oh fuck, oh fuck fuck fuck! It's fucking chasing me!
[POLICE] : OK, just run to the police station, OK?
[By this time the caller has dropped the telephone and the following was heard in the background]
"Ow! Oh god my fucking leg! It's eating me, help!"
[CALL ENDED]
-snip-
(I snipped a reply to the above entry because I misunderstood it (and it was a joke))
[QUOTE][editline]30th September 2011[/editline]
Racist.[/QUOTE]
Would you like to have your face converted to soil? If you look at one of the reports, the D-class had his arm ripped off because there was a bit of soil under his fingernail.
[QUOTE=Dead Madman;32554315]OK, I'm gonna edit mine
SCP-XXXX
The subject is a large humanoid creature with no facial features other than just a single eye upon what appears to be some form of face. The creature is passive but when any form of sound above a G note is heard by the creature, it is violent, and extremely aggressive. When in this state, it's single eye upon the face changes shape to an ear. After a 2 hour state of anger, it becomes passive again.
It was found on ██/██/████ in a basement in an old shack built in Norway.
Height: 8"3
Weight : [UNKNOWN]
[NOTE] : The subject has a distinct red line across it's right arm, half of the arm's length
[START//: SCP-XXXX]
Commander : Send in Class D's
[Class D are forced to use voice changers in order to attain deepness of the Class D's voices]
[Class D] Unit 1 : Why we gotta wear these things?
[Class D] Unit 3 : If this thing hears any noise that's higher than a G note, it becomes highly aggressive.
[Class D] Unit 2 : (To the subject) Hello?
[The subject responds by touching Unit 2's face]
[Class D] Unit 4 : Looks like it's got a little thing for you, ████
[Class D] Unit 2 : Fuck you, █████
[Class D] Unit 1 : Guys please, keep the noise down, it's very sensitive
Unit 3 coughs with a wheeze-like noise, creating a sound higher than a G note
The subject then falls to the floor, creating an extremely high pitch scream
[Class D] Unit 4 : What the fuck is it doing!?
The subject then grabs unit 2's leg and begins to feed upon it with a hole created at the side of the head.
[Class D] Unit 2 : Argh, fuck! This thing's eating my fucking leg!
[Class D] Unit 3 : Fucking get that thing off him!
Unit 1 then attempts to contain the situation by pulling Unit 2 from the subject, only for Unit 2's leg to be ripped from his body
[Class D] Unit 4 : Oh fuck this shit!
Unit 4 turns to the entrance door and begins to punch the door screaming "Let us out!"
Subject : Vold i lyden projiseres gjennom vold
[Class D] Unit 3 : Holy shit did that thing just speak?
[Class D] Unit 1 : What the fuck do you want from us?
[Class D] Unit 2 : Fuck you, you fucking cunt! You fucking let us out right now!
[Class D] Unit 4 : Oh god we're gonna die in here!
[END//:SCP-XXXX]
Previous Encounters
-----------------------
Extracted from the journal of █████ █████ on the ██/█/████ in ███████ , Norway
TRANSLATED FROM NORWEGIAN:
"I had just finished work when I was driving home (At around 3-4AM?) and I saw this strange...thing...I have no idea what the fuck this thing was, but it wasn't any human. I got out of the car to see how he was, I said "Hello?" and it turned around, shivering in the cold snow. I said to it "Are you lost?" I asked, it then made a loud, distinct cow-like moo noise. It was quite annoying, actually. I asked it if it wanted a ride home, it ignored me. I said "Alright, I'm going!". So I got back in my car, buckled the belt, and turned around. As I drove past him, I honked my horn at him, and as I did so, it screamed like nothing I've ever heard before. I looked in my rear-view mirror to see what he was up to, he started chasing me, I stopped the car, looked back and he wasn't there. I got out to see if he had run elsewhere, he was no where in sight. So I got back in the car and drove home. I told █████ about it, and she just told me that I had been working too hard at work today, and I was probably just hallucinating, you know, with the snow and all. I haven't really thought much about it until now, and I just can't get that image of it out of my head. I can't sleep, it's genuinely scaring me. I don't know what I'm supposed to do about it either, I can't call the police, they'll think I'm crazy, maybe ███ will know. I dunno. Anyway, I better try to get some sleep now.
3rd encounter:
This was a call to the ████ police on ██/██/████
TRANSLATED FROM NORWEGIAN:
[OPERATOR] : Hello, Operator, how can I help you?
[CALLER] : Please, oh my god please get the police quickly please!
[OPERATOR] : Putting you through now.
[POLICE] : Hello, ██PD how can I help you?
[CALLER] : Oh my fucking god please help!
[POLICE] : What's wrong?
[CALLER] : Oh god there's this fucking thing eating my mother!
[POLICE] : What? What's eating your mo-
[CALLER] : There's this fucking thing with like this ear on it's face eating my fucking mother's legs, oh god please send help!
[POLICE] : Don't worry, We've dispatched a ████ car now, what's your address?
[CALLER] : Uhh...██ █████ Ave.
[POLICE] : O...K.... Just hang in there, what's your name?
[CALLER] : ████, ████ █████, just please, it's got my fucking mo- Oh god it's seen me! Oh fuck, oh fuck fuck fuck! It's fucking chasing me!
[POLICE] : OK, just run to the police station, OK?
[By this time the caller has dropped the telephone and the following was heard in the background]
"Ow! Oh god my fucking leg! It's eating me, help!"
[CALL ENDED]
-snip-
(I snipped a reply to the above entry because I misunderstood it (and it was a joke))[/QUOTE]
Remove the last quote at incident 3, make it more ambigous, like (Unintelligible)
Also it's good, but it's origin seems a bit cut out, you should flesh that out ,detailing how it was found, it's nature, rather than having just another xk keter endworld scenario SCP.
Is it worth posting again with changes? Or should I just edit my post
Either way should be fine.
Also not sure if you realise, but this has a lot of similarities with 096
What do you mean by G note? G in the chromatic scale can be many different frequencies, you can always go up an octave. A frequency would be better.
You could also list the experiments that were needed to find the frequency that causes the SCP to react.
EDIT
SCP-XXXX
The subject is a large humanoid creature with no facial features other than just a single eye upon what appears to be some form of face. The creature is passive but when any form of sound above a G note (in the 5th octave) is heard by the creature, it is violent, and extremely aggressive. When in this state, it's single eye upon the face changes shape to an ear. After a 2 hour state of anger, it becomes passive again.
It was found on ██/██/████ in a basement in an old shack built in Norway by ████ █████ when he was taking a walk with his dog that had ran into the house.
Height: 8"3
Weight : [UNKNOWN]
[NOTE] : The subject has a distinct red line across it's right arm, half of the arm's length
[START//: SCP-XXXX]
Commander : Send in Class D's
[Class D are forced to use voice changers in order to attain deepness of the Class D's voices]
[Class D] Unit 1 : Why we gotta wear these things?
[Class D] Unit 3 : If this thing hears any noise that's higher than a G note, it becomes highly aggressive.
[Class D] Unit 2 : (To the subject) Hello?
[The subject responds by touching Unit 2's face]
[Class D] Unit 4 : Looks like it's got a little thing for you, ████
[Class D] Unit 2 : Fuck you, █████
[Class D] Unit 1 : Guys please, keep the noise down, it's very sensitive
Unit 3 coughs with a wheeze-like noise, creating a sound higher than a G note
The subject then falls to the floor, creating an extremely high pitch scream
[Class D] Unit 4 : What the fuck is it doing!?
The subject then grabs unit 2's leg and begins to feed upon it with a hole created at the side of the head.
[Class D] Unit 2 : Argh, fuck! This thing's eating my fucking leg!
[Class D] Unit 3 : Fucking get that thing off him!
Unit 1 then attempts to contain the situation by pulling Unit 2 from the subject, only for Unit 2's leg to be ripped from his body
[Class D] Unit 4 : Oh fuck this shit!
Unit 4 turns to the entrance door and begins to punch the door screaming "Let us out!"
Subject : Vold i lyden projiseres gjennom vold
[Class D] Unit 3 : Holy shit did that thing just speak?
[Class D] Unit 1 : What the fuck do you want from us?
[Class D] Unit 2 : Fuck you, you fucking cunt! You fucking let us out right now!
[Class D] Unit 4 : Oh god we're gonna die in here!
[END//:SCP-XXXX]
Previous Encounters
-----------------------
Extracted from the journal of █████ █████ on the ██/█/████ in ███████ , Norway
TRANSLATED FROM NORWEGIAN:
"I had just finished work when I was driving home (At around 3-4AM?) and I saw this strange...thing...I have no idea what the fuck this thing was, but it wasn't any human. I got out of the car to see how he was, I said "Hello?" and it turned around, shivering in the cold snow. I said to it "Are you lost?" I asked, it then made a loud, distinct cow-like moo noise. It was quite annoying, actually. I asked it if it wanted a ride home, it ignored me. I said "Alright, I'm going!". So I got back in my car, buckled the belt, and turned around. As I drove past him, I honked my horn at him, and as I did so, it screamed like nothing I've ever heard before. I looked in my rear-view mirror to see what he was up to, he started chasing me, I stopped the car, looked back and he wasn't there. I got out to see if he had run elsewhere, he was no where in sight. So I got back in the car and drove home. I told █████ about it, and she just told me that I had been working too hard at work today, and I was probably just hallucinating, you know, with the snow and all. I haven't really thought much about it until now, and I just can't get that image of it out of my head. I can't sleep, it's genuinely scaring me. I don't know what I'm supposed to do about it either, I can't call the police, they'll think I'm crazy, maybe ███ will know. I dunno. Anyway, I better try to get some sleep now.
3rd encounter:
This was a call to the ████ police on ██/██/████
TRANSLATED FROM NORWEGIAN:
[OPERATOR] : Hello, Operator, how can I help you?
[CALLER] : Please, oh my god please get the police quickly please!
[OPERATOR] : Putting you through now.
[POLICE] : Hello, ██PD how can I help you?
[CALLER] : Oh my fucking god please help!
[POLICE] : What's wrong?
[CALLER] : Oh god there's this fucking thing eating my mother!
[POLICE] : What? What's eating your mo-
[CALLER] : There's this fucking thing with like this ear on it's face eating my fucking mother's legs, oh god please send help!
[POLICE] : Don't worry, We've dispatched a ████ car now, what's your address?
[CALLER] : Uhh...██ █████ Ave.
[POLICE] : O...K.... Just hang in there, what's your name?
[CALLER] : ████, ████ █████, just please, it's got my fucking mo- Oh god it's seen me! Oh fuck, oh fuck fuck fuck! It's fucking chasing me!
[POLICE] : OK, just run to the police station, OK?
[The caller now makes loud screams and what he screams is unintelligible]
I could also make the goldminer extremely hostile when confronted with white people, just to make a racial-based SCP. It would cause him to try and mine out your body with a pen, or as in the self defence case, a teacup.
SCP-342 is a really interesting one - it's a train ticket that's doomed to snatch it's users out of reality, but there's alot of logs about the several experiments and the slow revelations of what's exactly going on.
Really good read.
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