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|A Fat Ghost (author)
|"Explain to me why we're hiding in somebody's old, abandoned crap-shack, son." Neil R. Ghost (age twenty-eight) had never imagined that he would find himself in the situation that he was in…
|A Fat Ghost (author)
|I'm walking through the snow. The crunch of my footsteps creates a slow, yet persistent rhythm, the lack of a breeze allowing the sound to carry surprisingly far. My name is Neil, and I am hunting a…
|A Fat Ghost (author)
|One day, Dr. Cog was walking through his lab (being a scientist and all), when he found Dr. Crow trying to catch his attention. It was never a hard thing to do, as Dr. Cog was usually quite bored,…
|A Fat Ghost (author)
|Some day, they'll all be immortalised in verse, eh. Enjoy "682" Big angry lizard Kind of grumpy, but still fun Until he eats you "447" Delicious slime ball Leaves one feeling minty fresh No dead…
|Autoerotic Assassination
|A Random Day (author)
|SCP-173 has a human brain - or at least, a human-like brain. I know this because I have possessed it. My name is Carmen Lopez. I was born on January 17, 1951, in Santa Clara, California. I joined…
|A Random Day (author)
|The best way to conquer one's enemies is to befriend them. "We sent twelve operatives into that farmhouse and never heard from them again. The robots we sent in shut down before getting through…
|Deus Vulture
|A Random Day (author)
|« T Plus | Deus Vulture | Conqueror Worm » Captain Sarah Hughes felt ill-at-ease, standing in the center of the lobby as scientists, engineers, programmers, and mathematicians streamed around…
|Domo Arigato
|A Random Day (author)
|ACT I Gregory awoke in a large room, tied to a chair. At least, he guessed it was a large room, and that it was a chair. Gregory couldn't actually see anything - as best as he could tell, he was…
|Ecstasy and Exorcism
|A Random Day (author)
|PREVIOUS: Rise and Repent FIRST: The Chosen Few My field ops mostly consist of standing around and looking scary or throwing a few fireballs at empty cop cars. I'm not terribly comfortable with…
|Enasni Si Gnihtyreve
|A Random Day (author)
|He inhales and exhales at a pace and intensity not unlike a buffalo mid-coitus. Of course, it isn't like anyone can hear him, given that the building is screaming while red lights strobe the…
|Fullmusic Astrobiologist
|A Random Day (author)
|Fitzroy: My manifesto's in my bedroom, and my will's on the kitchen counter. It's been a pleasure, man. ████ ███ ██ ███ ████ █████. <End Log> Closing Statement: Immediately following the conclusion…
|A Random Day (author)
|When you come across it, half-buried in the grass by the side of the walking path, the first thing that stands out is how comically out-of-place it is.The hideous ochre rust that adorns its surface…
|Hard Machine
|A Random Day (author)
|PREVIOUS: Ecstasy and Exorcism FIRST: The Chosen Few The world is black. The only thing telling me that I'm alive and awake is the sharp pain in my head. I can't see or feel a damn thing. For I…
|A Random Day (author)
|In thirty minutes she will either be dead or the greatest criminal known to Eurtec. Either way, she's going to get one hell of a fix. The target is a squat, unimposing, one-story concrete block - a…
|I Thought You Died Alone
|A Random Day (author)
|> To: Santosh Desai (pcs.52a|iaseds#pcs.52a|iaseds) > From: Arvind Desai (pcs.24|iaseda#pcs.24|iaseda) > Subject: Movie? Hi Santosh, I haven't seen you in a while and was wondering what you're up…
|Industrial Espionage
|A Random Day (author)
|The following document was collected in the aftermath of [DATA EXPUNGED]. Sensitive portions of the document have been removed. 7/16/87 Brand new entry in a brand new journal. This isn't my…
|Loud, Lawless, and Lost
|A Random Day (author)
|PREVIOUS: Morphine Machine FIRST: The Chosen Few At noon, a black Porsche pulls up to Kemonomimi Zaibatsu. Sleek red lines accentuate its sides and smoke roils from its twin tailpipes, but what…
|A Random Day (author)
|When Santosh was six years old, he found out that Santa Claus didn't exist. After writing his Christmas list, he told his parents about it, mentioning the Game Boy and roller skates on the list. His…
|Morphine Machine
|A Random Day (author)
|FIRST: The Chosen Few I jolt upright with a shriek. The Inside Man almost definitely heard that — fucker's never gonna let me live this down. Honestly, though, I'm twenty-seven. I'm way too old to…
|A Random Day (author)
|Her metamorphosis took place at the dinner table. She abruptly crumpled up, compressing herself into a fat, rounded form before a light red layer of veins covered her, themselves being covered by a…
|Nothing Human
|A Random Day (author)
|"Following this event, settlements were quickly established. The interim leaders of the settlements, Omega-021, Epsilon-024, Zeta-031, and Gamma-050 decided that a meritocracy would form a solid…
|Reboot or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Apocalypses
|A Random Day (author)
|1 "Oh God, this is it! It's happening!" "Calm down. We've prepped for this. What kind of scenario?" "…AK-class, cause unclear. The signal came from Area-23. Critical containment failure, final…
|Rise and Repent
|A Random Day (author)
|PREVIOUS: The Vice Girls FIRST: The Chosen Few My first-ever demonarcotic is speed on crank. Belphegor's remains should act as a drain, siphoning off sloth and replacing it with laser-like…
|Strung Out in Heavens High
|A Random Day (author)
|PREVIOUSLY on THE INCREASINGLY POOR DECISIONS OF GREGORY PLUMP Gregory awoke in a large room, tied to a chair… "Well Gregory, you're in quite a bit of trouble," a monotone voice rang out… "It's…
|T Minus
|A Random Day (author)
|« SCP-2664 | T Minus | T Plus » SEPTEMBER 1, 1998 T-MINUS SEVEN HOURS Initializing 9JX_Intelligence_Matrix_FINAL2.ai… Initializing 9JY_Intelligence_Matrix_FINAL3.ai… Initializing…
|T Plus
|A Random Day (author)
|« T Minus | T Plus | Deus Vulture » SEPTEMBER 1, 1998 T-PLUS ZERO MINUTES The eerie crimson glow of the emergency lights illuminated the three groups of armed commandos, two frightened…
|Terminal Velocity
|A Random Day (author)
|The room swirls into your view, colored purple and pink. The bed is plush and smells like sex and bad decisions. A naked boy lying to your left runs his fingers down your chest. "Hey. Rookie. Wake…
|The Ballad of Santa Troy
|A Random Day (author)
|Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the site Everyone was busy, typing up skips (well, except Bright). Pixel and Moose fought to keep peace in the chat, For the Christmas trolls had…
|The Chosen Few
|A Random Day (author)
|HUB: Speed Demon I don't usually hang around Three Portlands, but the dives are second to none and the bartenders aren't programmed to ask questions. I order a blit-bomb, and Hersh rotates with a…
|The Man-Machine
|A Random Day (author)
|When I went to bed that night, I briefly imagined snuggling up to him. The pressure of his legs pressed against mine, the warmth of his back on my chin, the soft smoothness of his skin. Then the…
|The Revelation
|A Random Day (author)
|PREVIOUS: Loud, Lawless, and Lost FIRST: The Chosen Few My ex-girlfriend's army of possessed office executives goose-steps toward me. The combat corset feels like a vice around my chest. "What the…
|The Vice Girls
|A Random Day (author)
|PREVIOUS: Truth Is Sin FIRST: The Chosen Few The year is… I'm not sure to be honest. My memories are fucked up from getting so many bad ones sucked out by Oneiroi. I know it's my junior year at…
|Truth Is Sin
|A Random Day (author)
|PREVIOUS: The Revelation FIRST: The Chosen Few Alliott and I do not get right to the shagging. She tells me that as soon as my ribs tape themselves back together we can shag. But right now I need…
|A Random Day (author)
|The old house on the corner of Seventh Portland Street and Too Many Portlands Streets Avenue has been legally declared a natural ghost sanctuary. It's not much of a sanctuary: the house is a husk,…
|Abettik (author)
|Dr. Lang woke up happy. Everything was okay again, the way it was meant to be. He had fixed it. Or maybe it had never happened, and was all a misunderstanding. A moment later, the dread hit. The…
|Abettik (author)
|Jack dropped a handful of change into the mug. A few quarters, a dime, mostly pennies. "Thank you sir," the beggar replied, "may He bless you." Jack had noticed this beggar show up a week ago. He'd…
|This is Only a Test
|Abhainn (author)
|Agent Meyers felt something cold on his thigh, rousing him enough to realize that he also had a headache. Meyers had been hungover more than once before and began to catalog the telltale signs……
|I Keep The Wolf From The Door
|AbsentmindedNihilist (author)
|"This was…surprisingly nice, 5760. Though you've provided me with a particularly low standard." 5760's ears perked in happiness. Despite the flickering candlelight making 5760's various bony…
|I Slip, I'm Still An Animal
|AbsentmindedNihilist (author)
|SCP-5760 Incident Log Delta: As of 05/04/2016, SCP-5760 has breached containment and has not been reclaimed. Former Security Head Gonzalez appears to have organized its escape, in addition to…
|Show You What All That Howl Is For
|AbsentmindedNihilist (author)
|"Please put your hand into the mouth of the statue." D-19238 did nothing. "I said put your hand in the mouth of the statue." D-19238 simply grinned. "I know you from somewhere, don't I?" "Failure to…
|The Beast You've Made Of Me
|AbsentmindedNihilist (author)
|"Are you sure?" the creature asked, ears flattened in uncertainty, claws pressed ever so lightly into the researcher's exposed stomach. "I don't want to make you do anything you're not comfortable…
|Whoa, Here She Comes
|AbsentmindedNihilist (author)
|"Dr. Agarwal," Reynolds poked his head nervously into Lakshmi's office, "you're needed in 5760's enclosure." "That's the kitten, right? The kitten that cures all forms of pediatric cancer?" "No,…
|Application to form MTF Rho-87
|ACal (author)
|Opening Statement Application to form MTF Rho-87 Required Material Personnel Requisition CLASSIFIED - MTFC To: Director of MTFs From: Dr. Ahmed Faisal, Site-19 Subject: Application to…
|Radiance And Cachinnation
|Accelerando (author)
|On a grey horizon, thousands of towering buildings stood, some tilted at certain angles, others snapped in half. A great emptiness was felt in the air, as sound seemed to bounce endlessly off the…
|Acquisition Log SCP-███-█
|Adam Smascher (author)
|Some time in early June 18██, a number of ██████████, Tennessee area newspapers began carrying stories of a haunting at the █████ residence, located at ██ █████████ Road. FoldUnfold Table of…
|Conclusions RE: D-173-2263 Incident
|Adam Smascher (author)
|As you know, my reason for requesting this footage were the strange findings of my autopsies of subjects 173-2263, -2264, and -2267. > To: Dr. Delano Smascher ( pcs.41a|rehcsamsd#pcs.41a|rehcsamsd…
|"I Quit."
|AdminBright (author)
|"You, what?" Seven stared, aghast. She was the first of them to speak, but not the only one. "You can't do that!" Eight blustered, accusingly. He slammed his fist down on the table, and then shook…
|12 Tales About A Factory
|AdminBright (author)
|Good evening and welcome gentle readers. I'm sure many of you have read that wonderful piece of fiction known as 'SCP-001 is an O5s tale.' If you haven't, I'll give you a moment to go do so. I'll…
|An Evening With Bright
|AdminBright (author)
|One fine day in the Foundation, Dr. Bright finds the need to clean up some small problems. A researcher has been asking questions, and, worse, questioning Bright. And so it is that Dr. Jack Bright…
|AdminBright (author)
|Warning: If you enjoyed the way Ecce Perago ended, then read no further. If you enjoy the thought of a grimdark Foundation, or have a low tolerance for quirkiness, this may not be the story you want…
|Blind Date
|AdminBright (author)
|Serra almost walked past him, she was so distracted. When she was on duty, she could ignore the worries of day to day life. She could section her thoughts away, focus only on the mission, whether…
|Code Brown
|AdminBright (author)
|"This is a bad idea," mutters Dr. Jack Bright, currently in the body of a 54 year old Jewish butcher, who had been sentenced to death for killing his wife, and using her body as extra stuffing in…
|Doctor Doctor Doctor
|AdminBright (author)
|"I told them not to do it," Bright remarked offhandedly, over his shoulder. "I know you did," Bright replied, sweeping up the debris. It helped that he had a couple of extra pairs of hands to get…
|Ecce Perago
|AdminBright (author)
|And so, at last, it had come to this. Day after day, week after week, they had come to him. Talking to him. Telling him their lies, trying to see where he broke. They'd never realized how much they…
|AdminBright (author)
|AKA: Stuff You Will Never Use, But Wanted To Share The point of this page is simple. Everyone has pieces of stories, or articles, inside their head. Bits that you yourself may never use, but would…
|Games Reality Benders Play
|AdminBright (author)
|The old man stands over her hospital bed, staring down at the girl. She is wired to all sorts of machines, beeping and booping, all of them designed to keep her alive. All of them unneeded. He leans…
|Gods of the Waste
|AdminBright (author)
|Welcome to the Detroit Wastes First, before anything else, I have to apologize. I know you didn't volunteer for this. When I first found you down in the bunker, I knew you could be useful. When I…
|Here There Be
|AdminBright (author)
|Monsters? No, no, no, it wasn't like that. We began with the best intentions. That might've gotten lost along the way, but it isn't how we started. We were young, and idealistic. I was in love. We…
|In The End: Don't Go to Heaven Where the Angels Fry
|AdminBright (author)
|The Duck Man sat before his computer, his eyes locked on the screen. A couple of hours ago, there had been some commotion at the site: distant explosions and things like that. He'd ignored it. That…
|In the End: Elite
|AdminBright (author)
|Pain. Pain, and fire, and then peace. For a long time, she remembered the peace. There was a light, so beautiful and calm, that she drifted towards. Her parents, though, her parents would miss her,…
|In the End: Europe
|AdminBright (author)
|"It's almost time." Allen kept his hand on the button, and his eyes glued to the monitor. He was alone in the booth, the same as an unknown number of compatriots. The system had been designed so…
|In The End: Fiat Lux
|AdminBright (author)
|The alarms were still going off. Red lights flashing to indicate a Keter had breached containment. The most important information played over the speakers, subsequent information broadcast to…
|In the End: Monkey Business
|AdminBright (author)
|On a shelf, in an office, three little monkeys sit in a locked box. They've been there for years, never moving, only doing their job. Now… Now something is different. They are different. Once more,…
|In the End: Rawhide
|AdminBright (author)
|Al woke up suddenly, unsure why. Something, something there, on the edge of knowing… Was it another breakthrough? They came to him so often in his dreams. He blamed the object, although Robert would…
|In The End: We Dare Not Go A Hunting
|AdminBright (author)
|Site 19 "It's not supposed to be this way." The girl crossed her arms, staring at the figure in the bed. She was talking, but not to any of the doctors who moved back and forth from their machinery…
|AdminBright (author)
|Transcript of Autopsy 3-12-2015AC "All right. This is Dr. Jack Bright, recording autopsy 3-12-2015AC. Subject is a humanoid male, age indeterminate. Subject is believed to be James Halforth, also…
|Jack of Clubs
|AdminBright (author)
|It all comes down to names, I think. I mean, if I had had a cool name, maybe I wouldn't be such a bad person. I blame Mom. She could have named us all something interesting. I mean, hell, she even…
|Jack Of Diamonds
|AdminBright (author)
|I suppose you're wondering why I do it? Why I did it? Why we all… I'm sorry. It just hurts, you see. But it'll be better soon, I'm sure. She was special. Oh, they're all special. But this last one……
|Mary Sue Who
|AdminBright (author)
|Agent Doctor Merry Soo was the greatest researcher and operative the Foundation had ever known. And at the age of seventeen, she was also the youngest! Joining the Foundation straight out of her…
|Nothing to See Here
|AdminBright (author)
|David, Age 0 "He's such a brilliant child," his mother said to the nurse. The nurse smiled, indulging the new mother. Every first time mother thought her child was special. "No really!" The mother…
|Origin of Clef
|AdminBright (author)
|"Hello, Everett!" Clef called out cheerfully, as he strode through the door into Dr. Mann's office. He immediately hit the floor as a hail of bullets passed through the area he'd just been standing…
|Quality Family Time
|AdminBright (author)
|There was no chance of her missing him, despite how he was dressed. When she was sent out on this assignment, she almost, almost, considered stopping by with Uncle Jack to see if she could get odds…
|AdminBright (author)
|His name was Albert Smith, and he was the Spirit of Peace. So, I killed him. Well, that's what he claimed anyways. Called himself Brother Earth, and said the hippies were his children, his idea. I'm…
|AdminBright (author)
|SCP-001 is an O5's tale Good evening, Doctor. No, no, don't stand up. And, yes, I am who you think I am. Let's not make any more of this than it is. You know my number, and I know enough about you…
|Senior Staff Shenanigans
|AdminBright (author)
|Dr. Bright sat in the middle of the Cafeteria, the old fashioned computer set before him. Atop said computer was a certain statue of a certain monkey, which many people had tried to obtain. Around…
|Snippets From The Serpent
|AdminBright (author)
|-» You joined channel #booksudontread -» Topic is: Welcome to #booksudontread - RULES: Don't be an ass. Don't out your fellows. If you're here, it's because you've been invited. If you get kicked,…
|Story To Be Named Later
|AdminBright (author)
|Video Footage Taken From Incident Chimera Footage begins, showing two pairs of feet. A voice can be heard, identified as Chadwick Wentworth, referred to here as X-1. Second subject, Peter Frans,…
|Tale of 13
|AdminBright (author)
|The following document was recovered on a raid of a Serpents Hand safehouse in ██████, Indiana. It was labeled as a fragment of a larger document, known in occult circles as 'The Book of…
|Tales From The Bright Side 1
|AdminBright (author)
|Tales From The Bright Side Chapter 1: Waiting on God… oh! "I wish to again formally register my objections to this line of experimentation." I said, addressing my comment to the turned back of one…
|Tales From the Bright Side Chapter 1.5
|AdminBright (author)
|Tales from the Bright Side 1.5 Intermission: Back to the Return of the Son of the Future Strikes Back 3125 The young man blinks as the VR helmet rises, attempting to sort through the various…
|The Aftermath: But Here's What Really Happened
|AdminBright (author)
|"Hey, uh, hey Clef?" "…Yes, Konnie?" "We really fucked up good this time, didn't we?" "Shut up and keep your eyes on the statue. I'm almost done cleaning."…
|The Self Insert
|AdminBright (author)
|Life had always been without magic. That's why he wrote — because the real world, while it could be interesting, didn't have any magic. He wasn't quite a man of science, but instead a man of…
|The Things Dr Bright Is Not Allowed To Do At The Foundation
|AdminBright (author)
|Time And Relative Dimensions In Containment Protocols
|AdminBright (author)
|It all started, if anything can ever be said to have a start, when some brilliant soul, probably an O5, came up with a fantastic, to them, idea for an emergency surveillance station. All you had to…
|AdminBright (author)
|Finally it was time. You had worked hard and long at this. Days, months, years at a stupid, mindless job, your body on automatic, while your mind raced ahead of itself. You had painstakingly built…
|Visions of a Better World
|AdminBright (author)
|It was such a simple idea, really. Barely a daydream, and yet… The proper forms were filed, the proper investigations taken, and, finally, everything approved. A single instance of SCP-500 was fed…
|We're Off To Be The Lizard
|AdminBright (author)
|"And so," Dr. Samet continued from his wheelchair, his right foot still in a cast after that terrible, accidental firearm discharge, "We must now proceed with the application of-" He stopped,…
|What Is Love?
|AdminBright (author)
|"EVELYN!" Her head jerked up, the tentacle in her hands twitched of its own accord, and an inky substance squirted across the nearby wall, where it immediately burned a hole in the wood paneling….
|Where Do Story Arcs Go When They Die?
|AdminBright (author)
|I don't remember how it all started. I don't remember what I was doing, where I was, or any of that stuff everyone tells you they remember. The first I knew anything was wrong was when I showed up…
|(Don't) Let The Fire Die
|ADream (author)
|I can still vividly recall the first time I met them I was absentmindedly wandering the wilderness as usual and barely even noticed the two of them. They were so small and so fragile, looking as if…
|A boy and a snail
|ADream (author)
|A boy wakes in his bed, the sounds of others performing their morning activities echoing throughout the house. As the boy climbs out of his bed and looks below it, he sees a familiar creature. A…
|Document Alpha-Zeta-2
|Aeish (author)
|Document recovered in the canteen of Site-██. Current source of writings are unknown, but at this time theorised [REDACTED]. Item appears to be some form of diary, however as the possibility of it…
|Aeish (author)
|What was fragmented is now one. What was in pieces is now fixed. That which was broken is now whole. She who was dormant is brought forth. We have succeeded in our task. The future of the Broken God…
|A Calculated Risk
|Aelanna (author)
|The door to Observation Room 221-D opened, then closed with a muted click. The man who slipped quietly through walked slowly across the room to the table set up in front of the window, and fondly…
|Aelanna (author)
|September 7 I had a dream last night, something that doesn't happen to me very often at all. I laugh and joke about how I seem to have no imagination at all, but it really is odd that I haven't had…
|Aelanna (author)
|U.N, Civil Rights Groups Slam US Military Over Controversial Weapons Programs (AP, Washington D.C.) — Public outrage has intensified as new evidence was leaked in the case of the US military's…
|Final Regrets
|Aelanna (author)
|Regret had existed since time immemorial, since the first mind capable of reflecting upon its actions took a moment to consider the consequences of its decisions. With each passing generation, as…
|Flower Girl
|Aelanna (author)
|Blossom was a flower girl who was in fact a flower she worked a shop on Third and Pearl which was in fact her bower A boy walked by and pointed out her status with some laughter and though she…
|For Want of a Nail...
|Aelanna (author)
|A single nine-millimeter round rolled lazily across the floor. If it were a bit more invested, it might have been upset at the rookie agent who carelessly let it roll away across the table in his…
|Aelanna (author)
|Dear Mom, Hi from school, it's me, Elaine. I know it's been a while since I've written anything, but it's been really busy over here and I just haven't had the time. I know it's strange for me to be…
|Aelanna (author)
|Now that I think about it, the old man wasn't trying to keep it away from us so he could solve it. He was trying to keep it away from us so we couldn't. He was dirty and unkempt, his hair a matted…
|Aelanna (author)
|Flip. I turn the page back, and it's the two weeks we spent in the Bahamas. We stayed in a beachfront cabin, enjoying every sunset as if it would be our last, caring about nothing except for the…
|Aelanna (author)
|Senior Agent Jehr stretched as the secretary paged his commanding officer, taking the time to enjoy his first real elbow room in six months. While the survey cutters used by the Foundation had…
|Aelanna (author)
|It had taken a long time and a lot of practice, but he was now able to draw pretty well. Or at least he thought so. He could also write well enough that he could ask for just about anything he…
|To Sleep, Perchance to Dream
|Aelanna (author)
|August 3, 200█: A red light blinked on and off, annoyingly insistent amongst a sea of green and blue denoting the status of the Foundation's worldwide assets. The man at the console, annoyed at…
|Aelanna (author)
|November 15 Migraine again. They always seem to strike at the worst time, though I have a pretty good guess what the cause of this one is. The F Work pays well, but sometimes shit happens and it's…
|We're Sorry
|Aelanna (author)
|We didn't mean for it to end like this. Ten thousand solar cycles ago, we volunteered to be the vanguards of an expedition to colonize a planet other than our homeworld. Stripped of our mortality,…
|AFX Neuromancer (author)
|Nathan can't remember his own face. It's been altered so many times that his reflection is a stranger. He knows from early photographs what he's supposed to look like, but no longer self-identifies…
|Heart in the Hand of Matter
|AFX Neuromancer (author)
|Grace had just put the baby to bed and settled down on the couch next to him to watch the Texaco Star Theatre when the phone rang. She set aside the crochet hooks and yarn she was shaping into a hat…
|AFX Neuromancer (author)
|Ingénue The butt of a baton clacked against the door. "Twenty-two hundred! Lights out!" Mitchell turned the light off and reclined on his bunk, listening to the kapo's footsteps dwindle as he…
|Kids with Guns
|AFX Neuromancer (author)
|Nathan peeled a rheumy eye open. The phone was ringing. It automatically picked up after the third ring. Where are you? said the voice on the other end. Nathan didn't ask who was calling. There was…
|Kids with Guns Part Three
|AFX Neuromancer (author)
|Part Three Nathan jumped out the back of the Transall 700C. He was high enough that he could see the curvature of the planet. Far below him and to the southeast, out to sea, a storm was brewing off…
|Kids with Guns Part Two
|AFX Neuromancer (author)
|Part Two The explosion reduced the house to kindling and flipped Nathan over before slamming him to the ground. His combat suit protected him from the heat and debris, but the concussive shockwave…
|Ode on a Slasher
|AFX Neuromancer (author)
|Patrick woke up. Someone was standing at the foot of the bed. At first he thought it was his wife, but no—Beth's warm body was lying next to him. Maybe his daughter, then? Megan had inexplicably…
|agatharights (author)
|The muffled sound reminded her of fireworks. A dull "boom, boom" in the distance that echoed over the landscape. She was half-asleep when it happened, before her phone rang. Groaning, she rolled…
|Fifteen To Sixteen
|agatharights (author)
|"I'd think it would be warmer." "Huh?" "The end of the world. I mean, think about it. When somebody says post-apocalyptic wasteland, you picture a desert, right?" "Mm. I guess so." "Instead of the…
|agatharights (author)
|"You're shivering," he commented, thickly accented voice purring in her ear. She jumped, her shoulder knocking against his chin, and pressed onwards. "A-am not." "I can see you, m'dear, if not with…
|agatharights (author)
|Doctor Evelyn Weston had the summer flu that was going around. Nothing special about that, just a vague, nauseous rumble in her stomach that had her going to the bathroom every hour or so to empty…
|The Decoy
|agatharights (author)
|Clef felt a little regretful, he would have to admit. He'd always found Rights very agreeable, if not the brightest bulb on the chandelier. At the very least, he felt sorry enough to sit at her…
|The God And World
|agatharights (author)
|The priests looked up in horror as there was a great, deep growl from above them. Somewhere, in the vast impenetrable body of their World and their God… metal ground to a halt. It was a horrifying…
|What Love Is, Part One
|agatharights (author)
|"Warm and Wet" By Dr Rights SCP-542, Herr Chirurg, stands imposing at his current seven-foot-two even while seated, the recently-replaced bones in his legs having boosted his height, though he still…
|World Tour
|agatharights (author)
|There were a lot of ghosts. It was a given, and she'd known it the whole time, but it still startled her a little as the UAV moved over the desert. They were usually invisible to the naked eye, but…
|Agent MacLeod (author)
|"I was there, assisting in the cleanup of something that should not have been"
|Home is A Place with Mushrooms
|Agent MacLeod (author)
|Also, for some reason, a ton of those mushrooms can talk
|keine Kosten zu hoch
|Agent MacLeod (author)
|No cost is too high for victory.
|Person of Interest File #2273/01
|Agent MacLeod (author)
|Some comfort may be found in the shadow of the Machine Goddess, our Broken Salvation
|Strange Things Happen at Sea
|Agent MacLeod (author)
|But stranger things still happen in the hearts of men
|The only way left to go is forward
|Agent MacLeod (author)
|It's just one foot in front of the other
|War is Child's Play
|Agent MacLeod (author)
|But in this game, there are no victors
|Coffee Date
|Aggressive Pepsi (author)
|Kondraki was mortified. Bad enough that his one off impulsive decision ended in disaster (again, as usual), worse was the fact that everyone had to know about it. And know about it with visual aids….
|First Quarto
|ahbonjour (author)
|A collection of sonnets based on different SCPs. 184 134 1733 1370 2201…
|Second Quarto
|ahbonjour (author)
|A second collection of sonnets. 2085 2558 1762 1457 288 567 2118 095-J …
|Silber Strikes Back! (OC DO NOT STEAL!!!!!)
|ahbonjour (author)
|Disclaimer: these characters aren't mine! This is a total work of fiction! I promise, I didn't secretly sneak into the SCP world and record what they were doing…rofl!!! Gears: Yes you did! A/n: Who…
|Six Letters Addressed to the SCP Foundation (and One Letter Home)
|ahbonjour (author)
|Found in SCP-2118's cell. Dear Carly, I saw you in the newspaper. When they were removing all the nondangerous SCPs skips anomalies, the newspapers were there, they took pictures. There's a great…
|Unstylish, Watery Blue
|ahbonjour (author)
|They first spoke when Anselman came out of his disciplinary hearing. They had seen each other before that, glances stolen in cafeterias and hallways, looks uncompleted, conversations not started….
|A Brief Explanation of Demonics
|AJMansfield (author)
|FoldUnfold Table of Contents What is a Demon? A History of Demonics First Steps Miniaturization The Golden Age of Demonics The Fall of a Golden Age Aftermath What is a Demon? A demon is a…
|Chapter 1: Introduction to Time Travel
|AJMansfield (author)
|Imagine the following time travel problem: You recieve a winning lottery number from the future. What is the probability of winning the lottery using that number? Now, one might…
|Chapter 2: Time Loops
|AJMansfield (author)
|In the first chapter, we discussed time travel in mostly informal terms, to help introduce the subject and give a feel for time travel. This chapter continues this, with additional…
|Chapter 3: Threads
|AJMansfield (author)
|Thread Space In earlier chapters, we discussed time travel in terms of transitions between world lines, and shown how it can be used to predict the behavior of simple time loops. However,…
|Your First Support Assignment
|AJMansfield (author)
|From: Frank <pcs.9ohr|knarf#pcs.9ohr|knarf> To: Kendal Shipley <pcs.9ohr|yelpihsk#pcs.9ohr|yelpihsk> Subject: technical support assignment Message: Its time you actually do some work around here….
|One Must Imagine Him Happy
|Ajoutezen (author)
|The Plateau, Once more, I begin this entry with new found life. It's felt like centuries since I've taken a breath with my own lungs. For the past twenty-odd years, if you can really call them…
|A Small Town in Arizona
|AkariStar (author)
|The air was dry, smelling of the unique odor that hot sand and dry flora carried from the long, drawn out hours of daylight in the arid region. The sun would bleach everything that it touched in…
|Vivid Visions
|AlanDaris (author)
|Info Vivid Visions Author: AlanDaris ~~ More Alan Stuff ~~ FROM: Junior Researcher Joseph Patterson…
|A letter to my mother
|Alces_alces (author)
|The soft lights of the county fair lit up around the young man as he made his way through the gates. Booths sat side by side each one peddling a different thing, though, most were selling overly…
|A Passed-away Pup
|Alces_alces (author)
|8:00 AM hey nic yeah what up not much ive just been thinking about pinto a lot oh im sorry if it makes u feel better she was a good dog she was the…
|Not all Fiction is Told
|Alces_alces (author)
|Tucked within an ancient forest, there was a grove of storytelling trees. They were beautiful beasts with twisting limbs that provided shelter to all who could lend an ear. Their roots spread far…
|A god, a joke, and some ducks
|Aleph-Null (author)
|To Anoati, staying on a pedestal in a barren room with nothing but a past sacrifice was horrible. The room is made of a mockery of Anoa-stone which was simply crossing the line. His weekly meetings…
|12. Mr. Laugh
|Alias Pseudonym (author)
|So, so, my name is Mr. Laugh! Like 'ha ha! hee hee!' So I'm in the middle of this, this big shopping centre right? Like with strip malls on all sides, ha ha? But that's not very funny is it! A few…
|Incident Report 086-0
|Alias Pseudonym (author)
|SCP-086 prior to Incident 086-6 Item #: SCP-086 Object Class: Euclid Special Containment Procedures: SCP-086 is safely contained in Wing-██ of Site-19. SCP-086 must be opened at least once…
|The Little Lost ██████
|Alias Pseudonym (author)
|[CLASSIFIED LEVEL 5] Document ███-█ recovered via █████████████████ as [REDACTED] recommend immediate [DATA EXPUNGED]. [LOG BEGINS] [ENTRY ONE] Dear █████, Only a week of ██████ left! :) Looking…
|A Beautiful Machine I Made
|Almarduk (author)
|Working for your life's passion sure is hard sometimes. Work, work, work, design, work, test, redesign, work, work work workworkworkwrksdmiafasdfj Get up at 5 AM. Check the schematics. Check the…
|1. Mr. Headless
|Anaxagoras (author)
|By Anaxagoras Ohshitohshitohshitohshit. My name's Jeremy Adams and I'm 22 and I'm being chased by a monster. I don't know what's going on. I don't know how this is possible, or what I'm supposed to…
|8. Mr. Moon
|Anaxagoras (author)
|I am Mr. Moon. You may think me the most unfortunate of this production cycle, but you'd be wrong. I am well taken care of by the Foundation, who look after my needs when I am faced and see to it…
|Address to the Students and Faculty
|Anaxagoras (author)
|Is everyone silenced? Good. Good evening to all the University community. I trust I find you well in thought and in deed. I am here to speak to you on a matter of grave importance. I am sure by now…
|Anaxagoras (author)
|You slowly awaken in a blank white room. You can't remember anything. Wait, that's not so. You know how to talk, how to walk, what things are, but some things, like how you got here, what this place…
|Anaxagoras (author)
|It's been two weeks since the lights went out. Two weeks to the day, to the hour, to the minute. I remember every instant of it. I remember everything. That's one gift from Prometheus. The locked,…
|New Kid on the Block
|Anaxagoras (author)
|One day, Jacob realized that the Foundation was the place for him. It was the day the pretty girl from his high school's Alto Clef Fan Club died in his arms, telling him how wonderful his long,…
|On the O5's Secret Service
|Anaxagoras (author)
|Intelligence suggested the scip was holed up somewhere in this hotel. A challenge to find, for any but the best. Fortunately for me, there's none better. Still, no cause to rush. Anyone here might…
|Though I Walk Through the Valley
|Anaxagoras (author)
|Jarnary 20, 708 This is the bitterest winter I can recall. I fear that I will not be able to make it back through the pass before the snows close it. I can still turn back; Redmont is four days…
|Anborough (author)
|I hated you. I can count every meaningful conversation we ever had on my digits. What I can't count is the number of times they told me how important you were. Government scientist. Indispensable….
|His Kind Eyes
|Anborough (author)
|I can't feel my legs. I vaguely remember I have them as I keep climbing with my arms. I wouldn't be able to go on if not for him. He keeps me company, listens to me, and knows exactly what to say,…
|I'll See You Next Time
|Anborough (author)
|Hello, I am Agent Tyler; what is your name? "Hi, I'm Agent Tyler. So, what's your name?" "Ellen Jones." Do you remember how you got here? "How did you arrive at this location?" "He brought me here."…
|The Man in Orange
|Anborough (author)
|Chris Kelly awoke to a glint of sunlight reflected on his window. A beautiful day, yes. Such luscious colors in the flowers outside, reds, violets, yellows, blues…He climbed out of bed and…
|The O5 Orientation
|Anborough (author)
|I was there. I was there when a man ripped through five steel doors and tore men in half with his bare hands. I was there when horrible things erupted from a plane in mid-flight and set the sane…
|Best as it Gets
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Info Manna Charitable Foundation Best as it Gets Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat some of these Anabasis Hub Probably…
|AndarielHalo (author)
|"Behold, dummy," Won Won remarked clearly, poking at the paper with a crude little tube of ink, and scrawling a quick sketch of the building as it had appeared when they first entered it. …
|Burden of Humanity
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Info Manna Charitable Foundation Burden of Humanity Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat some of these Anabasis Hub…
|Change the World
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Info Manna Charitable Foundation Change the World Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat some of these Anabasis Hub Probably…
|Corroded Relations
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Though she is a woman and a cripple, her exaltation of Tao Kuang Ti shows a wisdom beyond the menfolk of her barbarous people Info Corroded Relations Is it this thing or…
|Fear, Guilt, Anxiety
|AndarielHalo (author)
|What do you want? Info Anabasis This is a journey back Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat some of these Anabasis Hub…
|First Ones In
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Ey, who you callin' bái chī, bái chī?" Qianlong shouted. Info Anabasis First Ones In Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat…
|Key Biscayne
|AndarielHalo (author)
|They were aiming into the crowd now, utter insanity written in their faces Info Anabasis Key Biscayne Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all….
|Kingdom Of Stone: A Monolithic Species
|AndarielHalo (author)
|She missed the sun. It was still there, of course. It would outlast her, she imagined Info Kingdom of Stone: A Monolithic Species An abandoned tale series that will be…
|Kingdom of Stone: Slay, Cure, Protect
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Info Kingdom of Stone: Slay, Cure, Protect An abandoned tale series that will be picked up again some day Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also…
|Kingdom of Stone: The Under-Class
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Info Kingdom of Stone: The Underclass An abandoned tale series that will be picked up again some day Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please…
|Land of Plenty
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Info Manna Charitable Foundation Land of Plenty Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat some of these Anabasis Hub Probably…
|Last One to Die
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Info Last One to Die It's probably connected to SCP-1322. Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat some of these Anabasis Hub Probably the…
|Lights in the Sky
|AndarielHalo (author)
|I was never here Info Anabasis She's mostly gone Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat some of these Anabasis Hub Probably…
|AndarielHalo (author)
|"I'm not a racist, Rhie. I just recognize the world we live in and I adapt accordingly." Info Anabasis Mongrelization Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs….
|Motivation of Man
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Civil wars, sectarian things, Sunni vs Shiite, you think the WestCivs cared anything about that? Info Anabasis Motivation of Man Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more…
|Potent Drug
|AndarielHalo (author)
|like the deepest orgasm couldn't achieve, nor the sweetest liqueur Info Anabasis Potent Drug Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also…
|Red Death
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Rhiannon Locke Info Anabasis Red Death Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat some of these Anabasis Hub Probably the…
|Rigged from the Start
|AndarielHalo (author)
|They called it "Segregation" back then, they call it "Paternalism" now. Info Anabasis Rigged from the Start Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them…
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Info Anabasis Rot Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat some of these Anabasis Hub Probably the greatest story involving a…
|Save Her From Herself
|AndarielHalo (author)
|You, Priss Locke, are not responsible for your sister or her actions. Info Anabasis All the drugs in this world won't Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs….
|Site Director
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Anabasis will save us all Info Anabasis Site Director please Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat some of these Anabasis…
|Taking a Break from All your Worries
|AndarielHalo (author)
|You're fine like trans-Alpine wine, Prissy-bitch Info Manna Charitable Foundation Cheers, bitch Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also…
|The Frail
|AndarielHalo (author)
|My sister, my host, kept me hostage. Info Anabasis The Frail Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat some of these Anabasis…
|The Hammer Falls
|AndarielHalo (author)
|You don't belong here. Priss winced. Info Manna Charitable Foundation The Hammer Falls Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat…
|Voice of Decay
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Info Anabasis Voice of Decay Start here Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all. Also please eat some of these Anabasis Hub Probably the greatest story…
|Week 1 Day 3: Finding some Stuff
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Stuff Industry is dead and gone, Mr. Qian said coldly, "No money to be had there." Info The Stuff Industry Week 1 Day 3: Finding some Stuff Thank you. I love you. Author:…
|Week 1: Looking for Stuff
|AndarielHalo (author)
|The janitors clean the bathrooms. Otherwise, no one knows or does shit. Info The Stuff Industry Week 1: Looking for Stuff Thank you. I love you. Author: AndarielHalo Eat…
|Week 2: Only Sane Man
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Linens and Stuff, A Place for my Stuff, Stuff and Junk, Stuff Co., The Stuff Industry, and Stuff and Something Inc. Guy likes stuff. Info The Stuff Industry Week 2: Only…
|Week 3 Day 3: End of Line
|AndarielHalo (author)
|Dodger. Why couldn't the woman just be normal for once? Info The Stuff Industry Week 3 Day 3: End of Line Thank you. I love you. Author: AndarielHalo Eat more of my SCPs….
|Anonymouse99 (author)
|It was a simple matter really. Just a few authorization codes he nabbed the last time he got out and….there it was. For all their security, the Foundation was essentially just a secret prison that…
|Ground Control
|Anonymouse99 (author)
|Darkness slowly turned into light once more. Blinding, red, fiery light. At first it was amazing, the sun rising to greet his vision, warming his bones. Just as everything else since the accident…
|"We Will Go on Strike"
|Anorrack (author)
|Site Director Gibson looked from his paperwork to gaze up, first at the large stack of papers that was just slammed onto his ashtray, and next at the nervous researcher who had done said slamming….
|Don't Interrogate a Man with Dementia
|Anorrack (author)
|Interviewed: Witness 31245-O2 Interviewer: Junior Professor Medina, head of ARC Interrogation Division (InterroDiv) Foreword: Witness 31245-O2 was a 75 year-old civilian on the sidelines of a…
|anqxyr (author)
|Have you ever had that feeling? When you drive home from work, or walk home from the store, or do just about anything you've done a thousand times in your life. And you are almost home already, when…
|Agent Apocalemur's Journal
|apocalemur (author)
|The following are the journal entries made by [DATA EXPUNGED], currently known as Agent Apocalemur, over the time period between his discovery of SCP-307 on ██ ████, 200█, and his recovery by the…
|Along Came A Spider
|apocalemur (author)
|He cautiously made his way through the ruins. He had a name, but it had long since been forgotten. His name was now a word that had been written under a drawing in the margin of a journal he didn't…
|The Lesser of Two Evils
|apocalemur (author)
|"Awaken, Brother." The man on the altar slowly opened his eyes. He was certain he hadn't moved, yet the surroundings were clearly different. Before, he had been in what had seemed at first to be a…
|The End is the Beginning is the End
|Apoplexic (author)
|Temporal Causality Report C-4295 Incident 9A-4295 - Investigative Conclusion Per Communications Protocol Delta-7, this report, all attachments, and the associated personnel file are to remain…
|The Line of Duty
|Apoplexic (author)
|"I can't do this Leonard." Richard straightened the sheaf of papers splayed across his coffee table, shoving them back into a folio. "I'll deny it; there are other candidates, take one of them."…
|A Business Dinner
|AlanDaris (author)
Arbelict (author)
|Info A Business Dinner Collabcon entry involving MC&D and Oneiroi Collective Authors: AlanDaris & Arbelict The second part of the storyline: SCP-4363 ~~ More Alan Stuff…
|Arclapse (author)
|I restlessly tapped my desk as I watched the clock in my office. It slowly, agonizingly marched forward with a constant rhythm that only served to accentuate the emptiness of the room. Save the…
|Daddy Long Legs
|Arlecchino (author)
|It is, upon reflection, the legs that were the problem. Certainly, my eyesight hasn't been strong enough for a long time to distinguish those loathsome features. That disturbing thorax, jointed into…
|Arlecchino (author)
|A cold sweat had been coursing it's way down Dr. Gerald's spine for the last 20 minutes as he waited outside Dr. Bright's office. The hallway seemed to darken by the second, lights dimming into…
|Hiding Beauty
|Arlecchino (author)
|He is taken aback when the waitress smiles at him. The steam coming off the coffee gives her face a wavering, ephemeral look. It's genuine. Not the smile you give a customer, but one of gentle…
|It's a bird! It's a plane! It's-!?
|Arlecchino (author)
|I'm going to preface this. This was written as a joke. You shouldn't take this as something to emulate. Having someone write something in the same vein would be embarrassing, and I'd probably end up…
|Arlecchino (author)
|Eun Mi suppressed a yawn as she walked along, silently wishing she was still in bed. The Great Leader (the second Great Leader, which was strange considering the old one seemed sure he'd live…
|On The Third Day
|Arlecchino (author)
|After the third day since the first injection, Brian knew there had been a mistake. He could even pinpoint the exact moment he figured it out. The nurse had pressed the tip of the needle to his…
|Research Notes Of RJ Tellar
|Arlecchino (author)
|As much as I wanted Professor Award-Waver-One-Proud-Accomplishment-So-Flaunt-It-Until-I-Die to choke on his own vomit, some of the stupid habits stuck with me. Pen and paper help me think, so…
|Arlecchino (author)
|"The Smoker" - Marco Mazzoni Will couldn't explain his own nervousness as he stepped out the back door, across his simple lawn. His children had come to him many times, perturbed by the animals…
|Taking Stock
|Arlecchino (author)
|A fleet of black SUVs smoothly swept over the blasted plain. Several thousand fine Armani suits were carefully swept free of dust, imagined or otherwise, and then filthied by the gravel and dust…
|The Designer
|Arlecchino (author)
|Juliette smiled maternally when she met the new girl. Her thin, bladelike face radiated wonder, wide eyes dulling soft edges. It was always nice to meet the next person with the Talent. Their…
|The Samaritan
|Arlecchino (author)
|The smell of the place was putrid, rotting meat and formaldehyde, along with the coppery scent of blood. Michelle's first reaction was to turn her face way from the breeze carrying that awful smell,…
|The Tailor
|Arlecchino (author)
|They don't understand, darling. They can't. They're clouded, blinded by unrecognized jealousy and rage born from fear of what they do not know. We'll be safe here my, sweet. They won't find us….
|ashausesall (author)
|This was more than he'd signed up for. The New Agent Manual - SCP Object Classification Standard listed Keter as the most dangerous type of object. They eat, kill, and drive people crazy. If left…
|Second Chances
|ashburystreet (author)
|Info Second Chances: A 507 Tale Author: ashburystreet To: Site-81 Director J.K. Aktus So Seung-Min, Office of O5-9 From: Site-623 Director…
|A Visitation
|AssertiveRoland (author)
|Outside the apartment's windows, the sound of children laughing drifted from the park, a block away. Professor Ian Thomas sank into his couch without really looking around the room. He closed his…
|Asthix (author)
|Jenkins started as he always did, with the heart. He took it in his gloved hands and turned to the small safe, already open. Gently he placed it inside and closed the door. Second, of course was the…
|letters to my future self
|AthosNetwork (author)
|Addendum ████.1: On 2014/04/30, a series of notes written on paper scraps were recovered from PoI-████'s temporary holding cell. An excerpt of said notes is included below. Her name is Julie…
|More Than Rhythm
|Avelon21 (author)
|The backstage area was as stuffy as hell. Conner tried to adjust the mask he was wearing to get some more air, but it was pointless. He called over to the other crazy dudes and dudettes that made up…
|Wondertainment and the Woeful Whippersnapper
|Awehsohs (author)
|A homeless boy roosted on the street, He said to himself; "this is quite a suite!" Even with such luxury, the boy felt lonely. Surely having someone with him would make his corner a little more…
|Experiments of Paper, Part 1
|axslayer33 (author)
|*Author's note- written dialogue is follows: Cassy [Fred] {Dr. Ax} Dr. Ax walked out of the break room with some coffee and his new assignment. He dreaded it. Of all the days to be given his first…
|Avian Anthology I
|not_a_seagull (author)
FloppyPhoenix (author)
Quantum Physician (author)
Ayers (author)
|One hundred billion memories tainted by 200,000 years of vengeance, dread, euphoria, grief, avarice…
|Avian Anthology II
|not_a_seagull (author)
FloppyPhoenix (author)
Quantum Physician (author)
Ayers (author)
|Thoth commanded his fleet of peons to come to his aid, but the daemon's appetite was too voracious. He tore chunk after chunk of Thoth's form, leaving neither bone nor gristle behind.
|ERROR: Field Cannot Be Lloyd
|Ayers (author)
|AKA: Researcher Lloyd is Beside Himself Theme: 「Red Sun」 Crit Credits: Pilzening & MrPines Image Credits: 'red sun' by Thomas Hirsch CC BY-SA 2.0 (modified) ▸ More by this Author ◂ …
|Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring...
|Ayers (author)
|Thank you Rounderhouse & Uncle Nicolini for taking a look at this awful thing. AKA: Appeal to gun owners Theme: 「Bananaphone」 (could it be anything else?) Image Credits: "Don't Bring" by…
|And When He Heard The Clock He Cried
|Azmoeth Jikandia (author)
|1991 The sun rose on the bright September morning. The sun hugged the ground and overpowered the roof of a little house. On the second story of the inlet, in the second door to the left of the…
|Breakfast Wishes
|Azmoeth Jikandia (author)
|A big, red "F." That's what it said on Lucas's test. Lucas was miserable, not because of the grade, but, because of what would happen when he showed his mother. After school, Lucas decided he would…
|I Finally Landed, But This Place Is Not Home
|Azmoeth Jikandia (author)
|The children of Marifah ran up the towers of God, for there were no trees left in Heaven to watch the sun. Mm-ee-ll-aa was one of the first to climb God's City and watch the skies go from blue to…
|Please Let Sleeping Minds Suffer Alone
|Azmoeth Jikandia (author)
|There is a room in Site-19. White walls, the smell of dust, the buzz of the fluorescent lights — the usual. The men in room contrasted the bland feeling of the room and, among the co-workers…
|azzleflux (author)
|"After the objects are processed and given SCP designation, we organize them into three main classes; Safe, Euclid, and Keter. Safe-class objects are the simplest to contain, more often than not…
|Daylight Come
|azzleflux (author)
|"Hey Mista Tallyman, tally me banana. Daylight come, and me wan' go home. Day, me say day, me say day, me say day, me say day, me say day-ay-o. Daylight come, and me wan' go home." The little girl…
|How the SPC Ruined Halloween
|azzleflux (author)
|"Daddy, why are you dressed up like a dolphin?" Mitchell laughed as he picked up his daughter. "I'm not a dolphin, you goof!" he said. "I'm a shark!" The little girl in his hands giggled and bared…
|azzleflux (author)
|He soared higher and higher, white wings beating noiselessly as he streaked upwards, defiant of the gravity pulling him back towards the ground. Soon the figure buried himself in the clouds, the…
|Sympathy for an Empath
|azzleflux (author)
|I miss the children. I miss them so much. I miss Janey and Jake and David and Roxanne. These people are alright, I suppose. They're not the kids, but I like them anyways. I guess I should be…
|The Word and the Wolf
|azzleflux (author)
|Author's Note: You might want to read The Written God before reading this tale. There was certainly peace and happiness for a while; yet, as the people know, evil is unavoidable. There was a…
|The Written God
|azzleflux (author)
|Roger Legrand crumpled up the fifth text-filled sheet and rocketed it towards the wastebin. "Why can't I fucking write today?" He bent over his desk and ran his fingers through his hair, resting his…
|Three's a Crowd
|azzleflux (author)
|"Paulie?" The frail, shaky voice echoed through the hallways. "Paulie, I'm scared…" Paul carefully crawled further under the desk. He held his hand over his mouth, stifling his panting and…
|The SCP-173 Christmas Eve Spectacular!
|Ba55 (author)
|It was Christmas Eve at Site-19; Christmas Trees entered the foyers, wreaths and ribbon decorated the halls, and a lone menorah sat in the center of the cafeteria so that Researcher Polanski…
|Green Day
|BananaRepublic (author)
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|No Smoking
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|Redact Your Life
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|Your Future is Bright
|Billith (author)
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|A World Unsaved
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|I Am The Foundation
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Blacknife09 (author)
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|Break On Through
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|Empty Spaces
|bleggs (author)
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|Fortunate Son
|bleggs (author)
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|bleggs (author)
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|Blood, Sweat, and Beers
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|Boogey_Man23 (author)
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|Cover Letter for After-Action Report: Operation Free Market
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|While you will find collected in the official file all the pertinent reports from my Force's operatives in the field, I feel obliged to append my own review and rationalization for the actions that were taken and their results.
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|"So," Peter slid into a seat across from Brad in the mess hall. "Your crew got picked to take us on our little trip tomorrow, huh?" Brad swallowed the last of his lunch. "Heh, I volunteered us."
|Going In [REDACTED]
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|I'll bet all of us end up facing a review panel. And for what? Whatever this goddamned thing is that's made us come out here. The more Bert thought about it, the more he hated it all.
|The Cat and the Mouse
|Bolterpyre (author)
Boogey_Man23 (author)
|In the next instant, all hell broke loose. The crack of rifles filled the air. Foundation operatives poured into the room amidst a hail of bullets.
|Urine Too Deep
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|Are you in your office right now? Yeah, doing paperwork. What's up? Come to the bathrooms in b wing. Uhhh… what for? Please bro "What the hell, dude?" Junior Researcher Lee turned…
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|Bookwizard (author)
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|Bouncl (author)
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|Brewsterion 1017 (author)
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|Skip Jam Part One
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|"People of Earth! You may call me Mr. Swackhammer!" The researcher sat…
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|Welcome to This Fabulous Magical Locked Door
|Bryx (author)
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|Where the Garden Began
|Bryx (author)
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|A Discussion with L. E. T.
|Bunton (author)
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|Bunton (author)
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|Bunton (author)
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|Joey Fucknuts Believes In Himself
|CadaverCommander (author)
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|Joey Fucknuts Builds a Flying Machine
|CadaverCommander (author)
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|Joey Fucknuts Takes to the Skies
|CadaverCommander (author)
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|Joey Makes a New Friend
|CadaverCommander (author)
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|CadaverCommander (author)
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Weryllium (author)
CadaverCommander (author)
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|The Great Mole Remolution
|Calpatus (author)
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|candidkiss (author)
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|Candlebeam (author)
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|CapnThatguy (author)
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|CapnThatguy (author)
|On 10/18/20██ the following unauthorized modifications to the experimental data of SCP-2719 were logged by the external monitoring server. Based on the information gained from the logs, and the…
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|Captain Cain (author)
|The perpetual fear of every slave owner, spanning not only these years, but of slavery as an institution, is that of rebellion. African slaves were frequently taken from warring tribes, speaking…
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|Captain Kirby (author)
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|Captain Kirby (author)
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|Captain Kirby (author)
|Charles Panthe looked over the Site-78 proposal one more time. All the paperwork was in order. It had all the right signatures (except for his). Hell, the proposal almost made it sound stupid that…
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|Captain Kirby (author)
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|Captain Kirby (author)
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|Captain Kirby (author)
|This was a bad idea. Travis knew it. Kate knew it. But it was already too late to turn back. The two junior researchers crouched outside of Dr. Cimmerian's office, at 10:30 at night. They switched…
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|Captain Kirby (author)
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|From The Clutches Of Life
|Captain Kirby (author)
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|Hundred-Year Favor
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|I Am Wonderful
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|I Felt Numb
|Captain Kirby (author)
|There was a containment breach at 9AM at Site-51. I was told about it at 11AM that same day. Came through the usual channel of the inter-site emergency response system. It sat in my inbox for about…
|Impossible-To-Destroy Reptile
|Captain Kirby (author)
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|In The Clutches Of Life
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|Is Anybody Home?
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|Ding dong Alice, Hailey, Sarah and Erin, waited in front of the house dressed as characters from that new season of Doctor Who. The teenagers all held out pillowcases with pumpkins and ghouls drawn…
|It's A Nice Day Out
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|Captain Kirby (author)
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|Captain Kirby (author)
|Only in the Foundation will you ever see an eldritch cactus, a man with his arms encased in polymer gel, and like four guards sitting in the back of the same van. But that's where Armando ended up….
|Poky And Pal Scheme Together
|Captain Kirby (author)
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|Project Damnerung
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|O5-4 never gets messages during the daily O5 meeting. Except for today. After he felt the buzz, Four took his phone out to set it to "Do Not Disturb". He glanced down at it out of instinct, and…
|Rocks And Trees Are Not Good Company
|Captain Kirby (author)
|Amongst a grove of pine trees somewhere in the Rocky Mountains lay a young woman. Most wouldn't recognize her as such, since it's hard to correctly identify a person from just their skeleton, but…
|The Many Portraits Of Jack Bright
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|Carl Glasko did not expect to find himself at the doorstep of Director Bright's home. When he made that quip in the bathroom about Jack liking mirrors, he thought he was just being friendly. But…
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|They told us not to stray too far into the woods. To stay away from the Hollow Mountain. But Nicole was the adventurous type, and I was too clueless to question her judgement. Besides, it was…
|The Tombstone of Alto Clef
|Captain Kirby (author)
|The funeral service was larger than Jack expected. It must've been against regulation for this much of the Foundation's senior staff to be in the same place at the same time. But then again, so was…
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|Captain Kirby (author)
|See, I got this image in my head. I've been trying for days and it just won't come out. I haven't really told anyone because umm… well you don't tell people these sorts of things. I'm not a fan of…
|When It Rains, It Pours
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|Pitter. Sarah walked around her block of the Wonder World Housing ComplexitoriumTM. She was having trouble sleeping, and after she turned over for the umpteenth time, she decided it would be better…
|Where Death Used To Live
|Captain Kirby (author)
|NOTICE FROM THE RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION The following file does not exist. Location of Interest: Where Death Used To Live (LoI-3448) Exploration Team: Joyce Michaels…
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|Captain Kirby (author)
|Joyce Michaels put her headphones on and queued up the same song she played every time she made one of these trips: When The Sun Sets by James Blunt. It was the same song she listened to before her…
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|Captain Kirby (author)
|Jessica crossed off February 28th, 2019 on her calendar. She couldn't help but smile a little. Two months off the grid. Alex and Cindy thought she was joking at first, but Jessica had just quit her…
|Island Story
|carriontrooper (author)
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|Log of Extranormal Events
|carriontrooper (author)
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|Casponaut (author)
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|Castle_Bravo (author)
|He lay in the bath tub, toes gently splashing along the water line in an absent minded way. He liked his tub. Its hot water comforted him, as it had since he was a boy. He reflected on the evening…
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|catboy637 (author)
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|A day at the (un)stables
|Cavalry (author)
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|GibberingEloquence (author)
CephalopodStevenson (author)
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|About Deer College
|ch00bakka (author)
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|Get Out Of Her Way
|ch00bakka (author)
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|ch00bakka (author)
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ch00bakka (author)
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|ch00bakka (author)
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|Chaoseed (author)
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|The Killer
|Chaoseed (author)
|The sun, at last. How long had it been? Yellow and weak though the sun was, it gazed up at the star with pleasure, letting the light fill its eyes. Only one actually saw, of course. That had been…
|Broken Faith
|ChaoSera (author)
|Today's the day. I will be drinking the blood of god and the Modifiers will bring me closer to MEKHANE. I don't know what will happen, but I'll make sure to tell you. After all, you know everything…
|The Once And Future Emperor
|ChazzK (author)
|Agent Walker always knew when things were about to go south; it was this strange tingling sensation he got in the back of his skull, like an itch springing up two inches under his skin. He always…
|Cherry Pict (author)
|My ears have always been temperamental, and their fragile inner workings frighten me just a bit; I don't want to make myself deaf by messing with them too much. I hardly understand how they work….
|Field Man
|Cherry Pict (author)
|When I was little - I, that is Crackles, not an unnamed creepypasta protagonist - I went on a lot of road trips with my dad and my brother, almost always to Idaho to visit family. We passed by a…
|Cherry Pict (author)
|« Back to part three Agent Erika Sarin sighed for a moment before raising her megaphone once more. "Okay, ladies and gentlemen," she said, her voice booming over the school parking lot. "I need you…
|Cherry Pict (author)
|The first time I came home to an unlocked door, I figured I'd just forgotten to lock it when I went to work. I've done that before. This morning, I made sure to lock it - jiggled the knob a few…
|Cherry Pict (author)
|I had a bad habit of picking at my eyelashes while working on something. I picked them and I had plucked off only half of some of them, leaving a weird little ridge at the end I made in it, which…
|Cherry Pict (author)
|DISPLAY CONTAINMENT PROTOCOLS AND OBJECT ASSESSMENT On 10/██/11, SCP-857 was successfully decommissioned by Dr. Bridge and Dr. Muse by order of O5-8. The following is a record of their attempts. …
|Wednesday - 1
|Cherry Pict (author)
|It started January 5th, about nine in the morning. Mrs. Foster was explaining factoring polynomials to us, and I was exhausted. I wanted desperately to go back to bed and sleep. Too soon after…
|Wednesday - 2
|Cherry Pict (author)
|« Back to part one I hid in the boiler room when the panic started. I would sleep a little, and wake up whenever someone tried opening the door. I'd hold it shut until they gave up, and I would go…
|Wednesday - 3
|Cherry Pict (author)
|« Back to part two I almost screamed at the sudden thud. Cyrus threw open the little kitchen window and pushed me into the cupboard below the sink. "What are you d—?" "Shh," he said, shutting the…
|Wednesday - 4
|Cherry Pict (author)
|« Back to Interference I heard white noise, unbearably loud against ears so used to silence. I turned around, my heart racing, but it was just Cyrus messing with the radio. "There won't be…
|Wednesday - 5
|Cherry Pict (author)
|« wednesday wednesday wednesday wednesday wednesday wednesday wedn- Suddenly released from the clinging hands of the half-sleep, Wight sat bolt upright, an open palm colliding with the back of her…
|Wednesday - 6
|Cherry Pict (author)
|« it's been almost three days since i last saw you come on it's not safe here "Up you get, agent." Wight drew a sharp breath as Doctor K thumped her on the forehead with the flat of his hand. "Nngh…
|The Foundation never changes
|ChrisAKAPiefish (author)
|War. War never changes. When the Foundation first started out, they believed their goal to save humanity from the terrors of the world would last forever, that they'd be able to find and contain…
|Asymptomatic Carrier
|Chubert (author)
|By Arjun's estimations, the Coalition was surprisingly professional for an organization that was barely three years old. There was something in the methodical, cold way that they operated that…
|Exploded Diagram of a Young Woman
|Chubert (author)
|SCP-2156 didn't think that she was a person who wanted many things. Honestly, she didn't really care what happened to herself; maybe she had cared when Professor Harley had called her in to have a…
|Gate of Janus
|Chubert (author)
|Ever since Zhi Xin had returned from leading the raid at Larissa, Arjun had watched her nibble on a stale piece of bread. Her face was scrunched in an expression that Arjun judged to be two parts…
|Null Space
|Chubert (author)
|"Step forwards, D-0912." My name is Andrew Carter. D-0912's feet carried him on a path, straight and true, across the threshold of the door. The bright glare of lights shone into his face. Jagged…
|Ouroboric Tango
|Chubert (author)
|Jessie Moon sat on her bed with her back against the wall and her legs splayed out before her. Textbooks she hadn't touched in weeks were strewn across the floor. Her bedroom's unlit lamp cast warm,…
|Chubert (author)
|Ian and Kyouko had run as soon as they knew that somebody was either trying to capture or kill them, and they had done nothing but run for the last five minutes. When the Way that had been their…
|The Ant
|Chubert (author)
|Three days later, Arjun found Zhi Xin on the rooftop of the San Francisco headquarters. There was a smile on her face as pale and insubstantial as the moon itself. Cigarette smoke formed a light…
|Chubert (author)
|I met Death for the second time in the basement of Site-19. Before I entered the room where I was to meet Death, I took out my phone. The email from my Site Director was two days old and read: …
|CirclesAndSquares (author)
|The shift whistle's shriek broke morning air like a porcelain plate. A crow that had been roosting atop the Dispensary took flight with an indignant cry of its own. The crow was fat. All crows were…
|CirclesAndSquares (author)
|Howard knew he should be afraid. He knew any place where they insisted on calling you by a number was a place you didn't want to be. He knew that a lab coat gave a man the idea that he could do…
|His Name
|CirclesAndSquares (author)
|The second he opened his eyes, his heart sank. His mouth was slick with a thin film that tasted like peppermint and batteries. His sinuses felt greasy and his eyes felt cold and small. Amnestics….
|Birthday Every Day
|CityToast (author)
|"Eat this," a tired-looking man in business-casual said, setting down a plate in front of Andrew. He had been escorted to a small room furnished with only a table. He looked down and blinked at the…
|The Rain
|CityToast (author)
|Rain was pouring down on me from up above, pattering on the skylight of the break room as if mother nature herself had just gotten a broken heart. I could barely stand the sound. it reminded me of…
|Walter G
|CityToast (author)
|"So how did you find out about the SCP?" Jack asked me as we were chatting on the phone late one night. "I found about it on 4chan." I shrugged. Jack was my best friend. I could trust him with…
|Putting a Ghost in the Machine
|ColCairn (author)
|Wind howled through the city streets as two solemn figures entered into the shelter of an alleyway. Their collars turned up to the rain, it was impossible to perceive their identities even in the…
|In a Yellow Wood
|CollegeCop (author)
|He finished his day like he usually did - he closed his notebook, exited the lab and took the short walk to the gate. As he passed through, he gave a wave to the guard on duty, turned right and…
|Awakenings, Part Two
|Communism will win (author)
|She was looking kind of dumb The man sniffed as the scent of ozone, which…
|Communism will win (author)
|Foreword: The following document consists of the diary of ████ █. ███████, currently SCP-████-3. Upon recovery, the entire cover of the diary had been covered in black permanent marker, with the…
|In other news,
|Communism will win (author)
|BODY once told me The following document was mailed to Agent Green's…
|Communism will win (author)
|on her forehead Report on "SCP-17591" History of the International…
|Communism will win (author)
|Most days, I wish I hadn't been given the ability to do anything for myself. It's nice that I can feed myself and use the toilet on my own, for what I hope are obvious reasons. The act of…
|Communism will win (author)
|I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed Site 23, Delhi, India. November 22,…
|Communism will win (author)
|of an L The pair conversed through the entire car ride, much to the…
|Reality, Innocents
|Communism will win (author)
|Dr. Carson: Now, why did you kill those farmers? (Dr. Carson pauses) Dr. Carson: If you don't talk now, we will remove you from this attempt and place you back into- (Dr. Carson pauses) Dr. Carson:…
|Reservoir Skips
|Communism will win (author)
|the world is gonna roll me Hello, brother of the machine. Do you have a…
|Serving the Twin Cities Since 2021
|Communism will win (author)
|PT: Gooood morning everyone, it's your girl, your daily pick-me-up, Pauline Tomlinson. Um, today is August 3rd, 2036, and it's the sixteenth anniversary of the… what're we calling it? Officially, I…
|Shocking Ignorance Regarding Anything Resembling a Structured Set of Rules to be Applied Fairly
|Communism will win (author)
|jockjamsvol6: I suppose you're wondering why I gathered you here today. lesbian_gengar: bluntfiend's apartment got busted and they took harmpit's laptop so we had to make a new channel….
|That's The Joke
|Communism will win (author)
|in the shape Threat ID: KTE-8544-Porcelain "Butt Gh Authorized Response…
|The Assassination of Beleaguered Normalcy by the Coward Gamers Against Weed
|Communism will win (author)
|"They're not gonna have her in downtown Portland, dude." The truck was silent for a minute, save for the sound of the man in the passenger's seat cracking his joints one by one. Each arm flexed…
|The Reason Ulysses Doesn't Start With WARNING: IT'S GOT A BLOWJOB IN IT
|Communism will win (author)
|"You actually have to ask? I can do my job without a babysitter." "I don't care if he can snap it clean in half. Would you have assigned me to catch him if you thought I couldn't handle a reality…
|Incident 0401-42-III - 'Chornobylska Katastrofa'
|ComradeChernov (author)
|Name of event: Incident 0401-42-III Report type: After-Action Report Filer of Report: Pyotr Ivashutin, Executive Director of the Main Intelligence Directorate (GRU) Date: 1█/0█/198█ Location: City…
|A Lovely Day in the Garden
|comwilson (author)
|It's a beautiful summer's day. I walk through my greenhouse, taking in the scent of flowers, admiring my wonderful plants; tall, slowly aging shrubberies, pretty little rosebushes; one or two exotic…
|Corerosion (author)
|Chinese culture is a strange thing indeed. She found out, the day her First came tearing, screaming and mewling out from her womb, tiny unformed fingers clawing at her insides. The doctors and…
|Corerosion (author)
|They're there - Look harder Pitter-patter, the raindrops fall. On this All Hallow's Eve, I sit in my armchair close to the roaring flame, trying to gather what little warmth circling about the…
|Cormorant777 (author)
|The dream always starts the same way. The prison doors slammed closed behind me. For a moment I was locked in a narrow passageway between two buildings— the door to the visitors' entrance behind me,…
|Tabled Theories
|Cosbones does not match any existing user name (author)
|They ate in silence, politely ignoring each other. The Doctor was busy writing away at a pad, so engrossed in his work he was hardly noticing what he was actually eating. The Research Assistant was…
|The Radio Game
|Countless Skies (author)
|"It's going to be worse today." The voice slithered out of the darkest corner of the pantry in a sinuous almost-whisper, and Dierdre's eyes widened when she heard it. She felt no fear, only surprise…
|Keters With Hats
|Crash1337 (author)
|Paul: Caaarl! Why is there a statue in our house? It's looking at me funny. Carl: Whatever do you mean? Paul: The statue. Right there. It's in the middle of our living room. Carl: Oh, that! I…
|Dr. Isabel Helga Anastasia Parvati Wondertainment, V is Displeased With Her Happy Meal
|devonmartin (author)
Crashington (author)
|Info Tale: Doctor Isabel Helga Anastasia Parvati Wondertainment, V is Displeased With Her Happy Meal Authors: Team Crashing into Your DMs (devonmartin and Crashington)…
|Dead End
|Crayne (author)
|Arkady knew this was the end. He was tired of running and he could recognize a metaphorical dead end when he smacked his metaphorical head into it. Minutes from now, they'd catch up with him. At…
|Crayne (author)
|For the 2014 Secret Santa Art Exchange, I was challenged by LordSpy to write a tale based on the output of a random plot generator. I used the creepypasta plot generator created by Syera, found…
|Family Ties
|Crayne (author)
|Elisa sighed contentedly as she sat in the moonlight, her head cradled in Tom's lap. He was just a lowly worker for the circus and she was a member of Fuller's collection of freaks, but while there…
|Just A Formality
|Crayne (author)
|Dr. Daniel Aeslinger envied his peers outside of the Foundation. They only had to deal with life in the twenty-first century eroding mankind's sanity, and he supposed that was enough to deal with as…
|Crayne (author)
|Thaddeus Xyank had spent the last thirty minutes reading up on the theory behind Type B XACTS and studying the blueprints. Once in a while he'd silently shaken his head, and there'd been muttering…
|Supply and Demand
|Crayne (author)
|He was back on Vaygach Island, staring out at the dead water of the Kara Sea. Behind him something burned. It was screaming, but it sounded hollow, like he was listening at the end of a long tunnel….
|The Longest Ride
|Crayne (author)
|I'd gotten sick of the shuddering, the screeching and the scratching long ago, but I seemed to be unable to escape it. I'd born it, gritting my by now thoroughly yellow-brown teeth. Funny thing,…
|The Lost Shepherd
|Crayne (author)
|December 24th, 2011 5:14:06 PM Daniel Horatio Aeslinger, Psy. D. stood with his back to the room, facing the window. Outside all was quiet and dark, mostly dark. The single point of light in the…
|The Princess and the Ogre
|Crayne (author)
|Agent Jurgen Crayne tried to make as little noise as possible. Right around the corner from where he crouched sat a 6 year-old, playing with her dolls. Her parents had, unbeknownst to her, already…
|The Urge that Betrays
|Crayne (author)
|"It all started when stingrays started spewing from the air vents." Dr. Daniel Horatio Aeslinger, Psy.D., the psychologist currently on temporary assignment at Site-82, tapped his pencil against his…
|Crayne (author)
|"Think of reality as a tapestry. Each individual strand within that tapestry represents a concept within this reality construct. As in any fabric, these concepts are interwoven to provide a stable…
|Cregan Stark (author)
|Previously Charlton leapt from a container onto a vacant flat wagon. He had arrived in the Conrail freight yard in Manhattan. New York was a mess. Having defaulted on its debts, it was left…
|That Bastard Coyote
|Cregan Stark (author)
|Warning, there's some fairly unpleasant imagery right from the beginning of this tale, reader discretion is advised. Previously Geoffrey Charlton, unaccustomed to quadrupedal motion, staggered…
|The Carcosa Veldt Congregation
|Cregan Stark (author)
|Tenth of July, 1965. Today, I was instructed to investigate bizarre autocannibalistic behaviour in animals in the vicinity of Carcosa, Nevada. I opted to temporarily trade my Morris Minor for a…
|The Esoteric Cult of the Devourer
|Cregan Stark (author)
|To whom it may concern, On the 24th of September, 1924, I was commissioned by the Foundation to investigate suspicious demographics in a town in south-west Cornwall. From the moment I got out of my…
|Trilobutts: Many Reasons To Kill Them, and 0 Reasons Not To
|Croquembouche (author)
|Info Trilobutts: Many Reasons To Kill Them, and 0 Reasons Not To Author: Croquembouche Titled by: Quikngruvn It's the mysterious unnamed character from SCP-3939 vs the…
|Croquembouche (author)
|Info ΩK Author: Croquembouche It's the end of the world, but Joyce Michaels still has to go to work in the morning. Written for the Doomsday Contest, and now part of the…
|A Matter Of Faith
|CryogenChaos (author)
|Barely visible in the cold dark before sunrise, rain fell softly onto the streets as dawn threatened to break on this abandoned neighborhood. The burnt-out streetlights once shone brightly in this…
|CryogenChaos' Comment Tales
|CryogenChaos (author)
|Over the years, I, CryogenChaos, have posted several short supplements to tales and forum threads in the form of comments on said articles and threads. These "micro tales", as they were, have…
|CryogenChaos (author)
|Doctor Langston smiled as he turned to look at the new batch of researchers sent to his department. His eyes darted from face to face: three in total, two women and one man, each of whom couldn't…
|CryogenChaos (author)
|Ittëm # ŚČР-000 ØbjectX_XClas§: #NULL SpecïÅl ςόЛţДĬЛΜ$%#ll to undefined function PROCEDURES(): Error: Field CONTAINMENT_PROCEDURES does not exist. Ðєš5(rĬρţĬό0n: Internal system error: Field…
|CryogenChaos (author)
|Rosen, what the hell is this supposed to be? What is this picture and why is it by itself without any information? PRETEND, MONSTER, JUST FOR A MINUTE - Director Winters Well, sir, if you maybe…
|CryogenChaos (author)
|There were rats in the soufflé again. Expert chef Jean-Pierre grimaced at the wretched sight. Dozens of the miserable vermin were crawling around the innards of what was supposed to be a delicious…
|Tales of the Foundation Force Five
|CryogenChaos (author)
|The following are excerpts from the comic book series "The Foundation Force Five". Investigations into the publishing company, "Super Comics Publications", are ongoing; however, so far no useful…
|The Halloween Breach
|CryogenChaos (author)
|It was Halloween night at Site 19 A more average night there could not have been Inside the researchers were hard at work Studying skips and their interesting quirks When all of a sudden, out of the…
|The Stranger and the Secretary
|CryogenChaos (author)
|"Oh my, hello!" exclaimed the secretary, her wide smile unwavering despite her surprise at the rather abrupt appearance of the stranger now standing before her. He looked very out of place here, his…
|CrystalMonarch (author)
|After Eli died I was the last one left. The demon kills quickly enough that I don't think there was much pain, and I am glad at least he did not have to endure the isolation I have suffered. After…
|Indigo Eyes
|CthulhuBear (author)
|ATTACHED DOCUMENTS: Pages recovered from a journal in the forests of the Yukon Territory. JANUARY 7, 19██ I've just received word from my superiors regarding my new stationing. I'm to be stationed…
|Constipation So Bad, You'll Need a Shot of Pitocin
|CumaeanSibyl (author)
|"Okay, am I seeing things or is it getting… bigger?" "You're seeing things. It never changes size." "Are you sure, because…" "Yes. It never changes. I took this assignment specifically because it…
|Enjoy the Silence
|CumaeanSibyl (author)
|I like it here. I always liked the little pockets of forest left over between cities, the places where it wasn't worth anyone's time to level the ground or log the trees. It's not exactly the…
|"Baby's First Guide to Keter-Class Anomalies" & Other Questionable Documents Recovered from the Hard Drive of Dr. ████ ███████
|Cyantreuse (author)
|The following images were found saved on a portable hard drive belonging to Dr. ████ ███████, a level 3 humanoid containment specialist transferred from Site-11 to Site-19 on 08/08/██ and currently…
|A Billion Brilliant Colors and a Spirit Less Than Human
|Cyantreuse (author)
|In the distant future, buried under the dirt and filth and plants and trees and pain of a land closer to normal than your soul would have wanted, you awaken at freezing temperatures. Your body gasps…
|A Day Notable to Nobody
|Cyantreuse (author)
|Euclid-Level Containment Wing B4, Site-42, Seabreeze, North Carolina 10:15 ██/██/22 Euclid-Level Containment Wing B4 is a square-edged figure eight. There are 45 white bulbs on each long hallway…
|All That I Am
|Cyantreuse (author)
|WARNING: This file has alerted Informational Temporal Disruption Textual Analysis (ITDTA) IntSCPFN security programs to the presence of a potentially anomalous file origin. _ CODE: AC-3: MEMETIC…
|And What Was a Soul to That Blank White World
|Cyantreuse (author)
|"A month. Tops." "I won't get… What, any details?" "I'm not personally privy to the details, I'm afraid, even if I were allowed to disclose them." "H-how do I know what I did wrong?" "I'm not sure…
|Autonomy, Part I
|Cyantreuse (author)
|◀ previous | hub A mix of torrential rain and seawater pounds against the deck of The Loose Neutron as Agent Trauss sprints away from the stern railing and into one of the port side doors. He…
|Autonomy, Part II
|Cyantreuse (author)
|◀ previous | hub "Hello, 5117!" Trauss rolls over, feeling heavy and slow-moving as his hairless skin brushes against strangely textured bedding. He groans and sits upright, looking ahead. "Four,"…
|Autonomy, Part III
|Cyantreuse (author)
|◀ previous | hub "Uh, well, luckily I'm a VIP," Trauss coughs out, not having been prepared to switch from a stealth mindset to the glad-handing and lying through teeth of his life on Earth. He…
|Autonomy, Part IV
|Cyantreuse (author)
|◀ previous | hub "And you say it has been over one year since you experienced uncontrollable effects?" "Correct." "You do not experience specifically reality-altering uncontrollable effects at…
|Cyantreuse (author)
|This world is composed of color and light, and I have seen every hue. Only a small fraction of the electromagnetic spectrum is visible, but that does not mean that the rest of it is nonexistent….
|Coming Down
|Cyantreuse (author)
|October 9th, 2016 | 9:56 PM "It's twenty-two hundred. Quiet d-" Officer Rance Roberts is interrupted mid-sentence by his coworker. He turns around, scowling. "What? Are the clocks off again?" The…
|Cyantreuse (author)
|DIRECTIVE SUMMARY Per executive order of the O5 COUNCIL, the following operatives are instructed to vacate SITE-42 and relocate to LUNAR AREA-32 by the specified launch date: C-511741 A-18012…
|Do You Wish You Could Disappear?
|Cyantreuse (author)
|June 1 Ɩ ǝunſ Date: June 1 20██ 09:15 From: Eric Radford (of.pcs.nimda|drofdare#of.pcs.nimda|drofdare) To: Southeastern Region Requisitions Department (group:…
|Every Breathing Minute of Every Waking Hour
|Cyantreuse (author)
|Today is April 5th, 2017… . The hour is 0100. A man sits alone on his bed. It is Agent Terrance Shaw's thirty-first birthday, and marks five years of employment with MTF Lambda-12. His life…
|Forum Post
|Cyantreuse (author)
|Welcome to the International SCP Foundation Network's public forums. The following statement is available for public viewing and commentary. Opinions expressed in this statement reflect those…
|Grand Theft Anomaly
|Cyantreuse (author)
|Offices of the Federal Investigation Bureau, Los Santos, San Andreas | 11:40 "…Yeah. No. No, that's not what I'm saying." "What are you saying, then?" "I'm saying- fuck, hang on." Veteran FIB…
|Items Seized, March 2022, Site-42 Sapient Object Containment
|Cyantreuse (author)
|Text: I hate your policies BUT this place is cleaner than any hospital or prison I've seen and that's my only frame of reference for whatever this type of place is, so… thanks for that part I…
|Like a Rock
|Cyantreuse (author)
|In May of 1998, I was 18 years old. I was smiling at the receptionist in the office of the Coast Guard recruiting center in Wilmington, North Carolina. I remember that it was a Monday and the…
|Love and Relative Dimensions in Fate: Dr. Clef/Doctor Who
|Cyantreuse (author)
|◄ previous WARNING: THE FOLLOWING DOCUMENT ORIGINATES FROM THE ARCHIVES OF THE AND CONTAINS MATERIAL NOT SUITABLE FOR WORK, INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO ~GAY BUTTSEX~ SO EITHER GET YOUR LUBE READY…
|Love and Relative Safety in Sex
|Cyantreuse (author)
|◄ previous WARNING: THE FOLLOWING DOCUMENT ORIGINATES FROM THE ARCHIVES OF THE AND CONTAINS MATERIAL NOT SUITABLE FOR WORK, INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO ~GAY BUTTSEX~ SO EITHER GET YOUR LUBE READY…
|Oceanus, Father to All
|Cyantreuse (author)
|The date is June 15th, 2030, and I am still a good man. I'm 31 years old. I've been a Foundation employee for thirteen of those. I'd like to make it at least to 36 years old. The first half of my…
|Cyantreuse (author)
|South Coast Paper. If you're from the American southeast, chances are you've printed on their stock, and if you're Wilmingtonian, chances are you've smelled their production plant on Hwy 74/76….
|Sex, Drugs, Money
|Cyantreuse (author)
|This article addresses adult subject matter, including the topic of sexual assault. Please use discretion in proceeding. Only a few years into the mess of destructive publicity that took the…
|The Ethics Committee's Guide to Human Anomalies
|Cyantreuse (author)
|Introduction This document was made available to all Foundation personnel on the International SCP Foundation Network on December 04, 2024 by the Ethics Subcommittee for Sentient & Sapient…
|Too Cold to Live, Too Young to Die
|Cyantreuse (author)
|December 19th, 2015, Site-19 "There's something off about you, Lee. Don't think I don't notice." "There's always something off about me by your standards." "You've been seeing someone. You're…
|You're a Toy, Mr. Sanderson
|Cyantreuse (author)
|149 Scranton Lane Unincorporated Site-92, Los Angeles, CA 8:42 PM, June 24th, 2032 "So, are you gonna tell us?" "Tell you what?" "About the mission. What really went on?" "Everything the report…
|D-Mos (author)
|♪Take a little walk to the edge of town♪ ♪Go across the tracks♪ Ogden lay in bed at the MTF Alpha-1 headquarters. Recently his dreams took him back to his old neighborhood. He'd stroll down the…
|daemok (author)
|Too early to sleep. Too busy to rest. The risks are too steep and not all addressed. What if I should perish by some twist of fate? My reason stands there, and it resonates. But I need to sleep….
|SCP-239's Spell Book
|Dantensen does not match any existing user name (author)
|Written by Danteson The spell book has been revoked by the Foundation….
|...And I'm the Star!
|DarkStuff (author)
|The odd, tiger-colored, water-act-ruining spectacle was helped down into a seat at one end of a table in the Ringmaster's Tent. He twitched a couple of times, trying to find a position that…
|A Hole in the Tapestry
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|A World Unto Yourself
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|Along for the Ride
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|And I Think To Myself...
|DarkStuff (author)
|An Intermission… Swahp. "MMmmf…" Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzzz "Mmm!" Swahp. … ZZZ "Maah!" Swhap, whap, plat! "Leave me alone you gosh darn stupid bug, let me… sleep?"…
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|Back in Habit
|DarkStuff (author)
|"Hey, are you awake right now?" "I don't think you're awake yet, but if you can hear me, you've lost a lot of blood." "I know…" "Oh, you are awake!" "I got shot in the foot…" "Uh… no, you got…
|Be Strange or Be Forgotten
|DarkStuff (author)
|I was nervous. Shaken and nervous, terribly so. The past few nights I had awoken to the sounds of helicopters, and I thought I imagined there to be voices reverberating through the space. The…
|Dancing with Rachael
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|Deceptive Cadence
|DarkStuff (author)
|"Oh, my god!" "Yeah, heheh, it's… it's pretty, big! Heheh, we, uh… there was a call, and I thought I'd surprise everyone — we'd surprise everyone, with the big reveal, heh. So… Here's Pepper!"…
|Everything Will Be Okay
|DarkStuff (author)
|3T stood around with a cup of Dream Catcher Chamomile™, making small talk with the other Toy Tinkers before the big presentations. This month's were sure to be amazing. 3T was especially…
|Forever Young
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|Holding an Umbrella but the Sun's Still Shining
|DarkStuff (author)
|I rang Percy Pinwheel's buzzer again. I'd budgeted time in case they were asleep, but 3T barely slept. Even on Snoozedays. It just wouldn't happen. Either 3T was here with Percy, or 3T was out…
|I Don't Get It, I Functioned Before
|DarkStuff (author)
|My foot throbbed. I had never dealt with that much blood, and I couldn't really move my foot. I was crumpled on the couch, and the two kids were playing with the huge tubs of legos behind me….
|I've Been Through the Desert on a Horse with No Name
|DarkStuff (author)
|Killian "Cosmic" Kremer walked into the Nameless Saloon (oddly enough, that was its name) in the middle of some nameless town (that wasn't). Actually, in the center of town was a well, so the saloon…
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|It Feels Like I Only Go Backwards
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|Life's a Show
|DarkStuff (author)
|Hmmm. Hmmm, hmm hmmm. Hmmm… Hmm hmm hmm. Hmm hm hm hmmmmm. Hm hm hm hmmmmm. Hm hm hm hmmmmm hmm hm hmmmmm hm hm hmmmmmmm. Da da… da ta da ta da dada da, a toddily da, a toddily dee, a toodily…
|On the Radar
|DarkStuff (author)
|On the Radar A Twisted Pines / Wilson's Wildlife Tale FoldUnfold Table of Contents 1: An Informal Summary of Foundation Nexus Policy 2: Nx-17 Boring, Oregon 3: A Formal Discussion of Site-64…
|Pepper's Lament
|DarkStuff (author)
|The Hall of Humans Extraordinaire was gloomy with the light of dawn, and dusty from the foot traffic of the day prior. Today, the Circus would be quiet and contemplative. Their stay at this…
|Sometimes I Wish This Moment Could Last Forever
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|Sometimes the Best Intentions are in Need of Redemption
|DarkStuff (author)
|An Intermission… Pen. Pen to paper. Pen on paper. Pen tapped on paper. Polly tapped the pen on the paper. Polly tapped the pen. On the paper. Polly tapped. The pen. On the paper. Polly tapped…
|Souls & Somas
|DarkStuff (author)
|The sun was setting, the crowds were gawking, the owls were perching, and the Circus was bustling! However, with the day's main performances coming to an end, patrons were encouraged to…
|The Call to Action (for a Modern Audience)
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|The Consequences of a Deep, Dark Disassociation
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|The Elusive Mx. LaFerrier
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|The Really Really Real Adventures in Capitalism
|DarkStuff (author)
|Brainy Brian hadn't startled that bad in a long, long while. He'd been waiting in his big swiveling chair, turned away from any potential customers, as was his usual. It really sold the reveal —…
|To Think I've Spent My Whole Life Waiting
|DarkStuff (author)
|The house was massive, and had a… well, it doesn't sound like a beautiful color scheme, but trust me. The dark brown and red were very artfully done. It would have made me happy if it weren't…
|DarkStuff (author)
|Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it Good For? …
|Waiting on the Good Times
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|We Didn't Do This For Nothing
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|We Just Make Toys
|DarkStuff (author)
|The colorful crowd beamed up at me, smiling their toothy golden grins. It felt great, because it went very well. Like it always did. I eyed my pals coming down from the stand, gathering my…
|DarkStuff (author)
|by DarkStuff Info More by DarkStuff~! Independent SCPs SCP Title SCP-445-EX The Word of the Day is Hope SCP-2728 On the Barcelona Skyline SCP-2729 What is it…
|You Can't Win Them All
|DarkStuff (author)
|"Okay, let's start from the top. Tell us everything that happened, in order. Starting from the dispatch." "I got the hit on the radio — '42-7, 459 at 38657 Green Street'. Only a couple blocks…
|A Cackmas Carol
|daveyoufool (author)
|December 24th, 2016. The halls of Site-59 were quiet, thanks to the elaborate network of layered soundproofing and noise-cancelling magnetic grids established for Cell 2337. Perhaps this Christmas…
|Big and Happy
|daveyoufool (author)
|Once upon a time… Archibald the Apple was in the middle of yet another dreadful day in his Sadness Box. He stood perfectly still. He did not like to stay perfectly still, but he had no choice….
|God Damn It, Every One!
|daveyoufool (author)
|Site-76, December 24th, 2018. 11:27 PM The last thing D-24899 needed was the grim reaper at the foot of his bed. Sleep paralysis, again? But he could still move. He rubbed his eyes and sat up….
|I'll Be Home For Christmas...
|daveyoufool (author)
|~if only in myy-yy-yy dreeeeeeams~ PC-0-01: You have [1] unheard message. New message [Sunday] [December] [Twenty] [Fourth] at [7]:[48] [P]M: All right. Probably for the best that this is a…
|Le Fou d'Avril
|daveyoufool (author)
|WARNING!!! Notice from the department of Rancid And Idiotic Sexual Antics: The following is a CESSPIT-class infohazard, containing Consensual Eldritch Sexual Squickercourse Poor In Taste and is not…
|Now watch and learn, here's the deal...
|daveyoufool (author)
|From: Lisle Naismith [pcs.noitadnuof|htimsianl#pcs.noitadnuof|htimsianl] To: Overseer Council Subject: Isaiah Henderson My colleague (and friend) Dr. Henderson has been exposed to a FAFNIR-type…
|Operation Galahad
|daveyoufool (author)
|Project Corbenic - Operation Galahad Briefing So pass I hostel, hall, and grange; By bridge and ford, by park and pale, All-arm'd I ride, whate'er betide, Until I find the holy Grail. —Sir Galahad,…
|Paddy's Last Jest
|daveyoufool (author)
|Dear All Of You Money-Grubbing, Arrogant, Sycophantic, Empty-Skulled, Lying, Poorly-Animated Asslickers, Especially Freddy "Fucking Backstabbing Judas" Fox And Kenny "Never Worked A Day In His…
|Radical Acceptance
|daveyoufool (author)
|I thought I'd seen everything, but it was a goddamn Muppet that broke me. I was the site director of Base-19.1 I thought my senses were completely dulled by some of the ultra-violence I'd seen in…
|Re: You Want Happy Endings?
|daveyoufool (author)
|From: Lisle Naismith [pcs.noitadnuof|htimsianl#pcs.noitadnuof|htimsianl] To: Lisle Naismith [pcs.noitadnuof|htimsianl#pcs.noitadnuof|htimsianl] Subject: Memo To Self You have set this message to be…
|The Day The Clown Lived
|daveyoufool (author)
|Gyaros, 1200-1000 BCE. A cold evening on a battlefield soaked in viscera and Greek fire. Gigantic metal statues walk toward a temple of flesh. In the deepest subterranean reaches of the temple,…
|The Karcist And The Mekhanite
|daveyoufool (author)
|The demiurge who made the world Screamed with all its might. It did its very best to make Its realm devoid of light — But no one cared, because back then, There was no wrong or right. Then MEKHANE,…
|The Lingering Lark of Leviathan Square
|daveyoufool (author)
|SCP-123-Omicron-A - as much of its body that we could display. An item we number in our special way: SCP-123-Omicron-A Its class is a: Keter, not safe in the least. An eater, dear reader, a…
|The Lost Treasure of the Stranglefruits
|daveyoufool (author)
|Much to his chagrin, Dr. Spanko hadn't been given a single gummy worm since the Ganymede Protocol was enacted. There had been a great deal of screaming among the humans. He had overheard the Lesser…
|Too Slow
|daveyoufool (author)
|SCP-A403 Briefing A403-2499-Omega Partial Mission Transcript 5/A403 Clearance Required Item #: SCP-A403 Object Class: Keter Special Containment Procedures: SCP-A403 is to be contained at…
|Uncle Jeff
|daveyoufool (author)
|This thing on? Who am I contacting? Don't answer that. I can see your response before it comes out your mouth, so save your breath. That's entry-level telepathy for ya - you're welcome. Anyway,…
|Virgil the Goldfish's Big Day Out
|Davsto (author)
|(a/n - this fanfic is set in a parallel universe where everyone in the devil may cry universe is a different type of fish! i like fishies, so it's just what i'd like! virgil is a really really hot…
|Laneous (author)
Deadly Bread (author)
|| Gone, | SCP-4733 - But Not Forgotten » 1917/03/02 Dear fellow man of science, My name is Professor A.W., I have built many great things, and many things I deeply regret. I come to you with the…
|Life Itself
|Deathray (author)
|"Hey, can I show you something? Don't worry, I promise it won't be gross. It's hard to explain. You're just going to have to follow me." "Oh, good, you caught up! Listen to me. I'm going to open…
|An O5's Sleepless Night
|DeathsJailbird (author)
|I open my eyes and look right to see my clock, 2:10 AM. Damnit, looks like I won't be sleeping any more than this tonight. Throwing the covers to the side, I get up and pour myself a fresh glass of…
|"It's Like a Dream..."
|Decibelles (author)
|Dr. Simon Glass twirled the pen around in his left hand. Finger through finger through finger. Back and forth, back and forth. After five journeys around his hand, he gave the pen a flick and it…
|...Like Clockwork
|Decibelles (author)
|« I'll Try Living Like This | Not everything that goes around comes back around, you know. » Hub This is a story with no endings. There is no closure, nor resolution. It is only a story of…
|All of Me Wants All of You
|Decibelles (author)
|☦Rose Labelle turns 33.☦
|And Then I Died... Part III
|Decibelles (author)
|☦A collaborative writing game that is currently on hiatus. Please get in touch with Decibelles or Agent Macleod if you wish to continue it.☦
|Castles 2
|Decibelles (author)
|A Year of Reprieve An Amateur Play in (Two) Acts by Researcher Talloran Copyright © 452381, by Researcher Talloran « I See a Darkness | Castles 2 | Only God Can Judge Me and More » Hub …
|Cheers, Kiddo!
|Decibelles (author)
|Dwindle, Dwindle
|Decibelles (author)
|« The Ending of Dramamine | Dwindle, Dwindle | BTSTU » Hub 09/23/2016 "You're a disaster," Tanaka stated. oh yeah well what do you know music boy bet youre rich youabsolutefuck — "Hiii…
|Flick of the Wrist
|Decibelles (author)
|It sounds like you didn't pay much attention last time. If you're going to have me repeat my account of the whole incident, it looks like I'll have to tell you what the score was again. Two bodies…
|Gamers Against Weed Dossier
|Decibelles (author)
|Group of Interest: Gamers Against Weed Group of Interest Number: 5869 AKAs: GAW, "Merrymakers", "Jesters"1, "Reefer"2 Threat Level: Yellow Group Description: Gamers Against Weed is a…
|I Forget Myself in This Wondrous Night
|Decibelles (author)
|Mr. Smith, Smith, the last piece grounding himself to the world, trudged through the smoldering hallways. Smith had little idea of where he was going, only knowing that he had to find the door…
|I See a Darkness
|Decibelles (author)
|Year 23,981 The Parasite deemed Death wraps itself around my neck. It doesn't hesitate to do the same Itself. "Do you understand yet, the pleasures of drowning oneself in ichor?" It whispers…
|I'll Try Living Like This
|Decibelles (author)
|« The Vampyre of Time and Memory | I'll Try Living Like This | Like Clockwork (Finale) » Hub Year 2,999,763 "Ah, if only it were that simple though." I heard that voice again,…
|Decibelles (author)
|I had parents, once. They were fighting over something with me frequently… I can't remember what it was we ever fought over, but I can always feel the dread from them. Nice to think they were…
|My Beloved Gecko
|Decibelles (author)
|☦Dr. Gears takes his gecko out for a walk. Written for the Crackfiction contest.☦
|Now I'm Here
|Decibelles (author)
|This is the second part of the Misfire series. First part can be found here. « Flick of the Wrist | Now I'm Here | Stone Cold Crazy » Hub So let's see, if I start back a couple weeks ago,…
|Only God Can Judge Me and More
|Decibelles (author)
|« Castles 2 | Only God Can Judge Me and More | The Moon Is a Dead World » Hub Year 1,499,999 Here's a joke I remembered liking at some point. A Foundation employee goes to ask the Records…
|Only Once Away My Son
|Decibelles (author)
|Potato Girl
|Decibelles (author)
|October 31st 7:25 P.M. Despite the reassurance it gave Heather that her mothers were okay with her spending the night without them, she still wasn't prepared for how exhausting it would…
|Prelude: Primae Formae
|Decibelles (author)
|The city burns tonight. Written for the On Mount Golgotha canon.
|So It Was
|Decibelles (author)
|Rose Labelle felt a strange chill down her spine that morning. It wasn't like any other feeling she had before. Something just seemed… off. About the world. It couldn't be mistaken for a hangover,…
|Stone Cold Crazy
|Decibelles (author)
|This is the finale of the Misfire series. First part can be found here. « Now I'm Here | Stone Cold Crazy | From all this gloom, life can start anew. » Hub There's only two other points I can…
|Super Stars!
|Decibelles (author)
|The first sight Skip encountered on his third day out in the desert upon awaking were four alarmingly block-headed figures nearby. They were skittering around with each other, seeming to communicate…
|The Ending of Dramamine
|Decibelles (author)
|10/30/2014 Sunset got sick of being bored. 10/31/2014 It was too comfortable being a sophomore in high school1. Turning in homework when she was able to worked out smoothly. Studying only when…
|The Moon Is a Dead World
|Decibelles (author)
|« Only God Can Judge Me and More | The Moon Is a Dead World | Only Once Away My Son » Hub Year 1,600,000 Talloran immolates. For every month they burn, they get to watch two loved ones…
|The Physical World
|Decibelles (author)
|How many guys have you fucked? "More than I'd like to admit." And women? "There's not a number that would be satisfactory to either of us." What do you think is the cap to your life expectancy?…
|The Vampyre of Time and Memory
|Decibelles (author)
|« Only Once Away My Son | Does anybody ever get this right? | I'll Try Living Like This » Hub This is an incomplete excerpt from the life of the author of this tale series. All of the following…
|What Do You Think Love Feels Like Once You Understand It?
|Decibelles (author)
|You were never big on dancing, but hobbies have to start somewhere, right? Here I am, practicing valsadão, perfecting the form while I wait for you to wake. Quiet enough for you not to hear me; I…
|Wriggle Like a Fucking Eel
|Decibelles (author)
|"Take a deep breath, Stella. Breathe… whenever you're ready, you may begin." Zeke Don watched as his student masterfully performed, her fingers gliding and the bow striking the strings with…
|You Ain't No Family
|Decibelles (author)
|Dreaming of her past… The as-of-yet unnamed girl insulated herself from the cold in a thick hoodie, having no idea what to expect from the game. Silent Hill 3. A fascinating name for a game. There…
|Birth of a New Day
|Decibelles (author)
|Note: This is the final entry of a 7-part story. It is recommended that you start from the beginning with SCP-3475 - Our Shifting Foundations. D-1460 gradually woke up to the sound of alarm bells,…
|Prologue: Digital Children
|DesperadoZod (author)
|Blue fire and light spirals around his fingers throwing off the same aura as the Storm in the backdrop. The air around Gorana hisses and crackles as lightning bursts forth from his fingers and into the old woman's body. In an instant her body is burned away, her flesh charred off, and her bones turned black.
|A Researcher's Tale
|deValmont (author)
|Watch. That's all I have to do. I just watch. Watch, and remember, and report back. I'm on my own here, there's only one researcher at a time allowed through the gate. It's lonely, sometimes, but I…
|The Bold and the Dutiful (Part One)
|deValmont (author)
|To say that the day had started badly would have been a huge understatement. Used to waking up around seven thirty, the coffee machine on the small shelf above the bed bubbling away with his first…
|Wheels within Wheels
|deValmont (author)
|Audio Log dated 21/04/1994, Site ███. Post-incident report. Timestamp 14:21:55 It's going to be remarkably difficult to accurately report what happened here if I'm not able to give names and…
|Cat's in the Cradle
|Dewman (author)
|Doctor Jack Bright stared ruefully at the simple bowl in front of him, filled with a creamy French Onion soup, the smell alluring enough to make his assistant sniff the air and lick his lips. He…
|The Person in Rags
|Dewman (author)
|It had been five days since the incident. Eric hadn't spoken more than three words since then. What was there to say? Sixty-seven people were dead, most of them people he knew. He'd gone to the…
|The Spider and the Flower: Natasha Romanoff/Pepper Potts/SCP-105/Andrea S. Adams
|Dewman (author)
|CONTENT WARNING: This tale contains explicit descriptions of highly sexual content. If you are not of legal age to be exposed to such material, I am obligated by law and a general sense of moral…
|16. Mr. Fish
|Dexanote (author)
|Sometimes I like to sit in the water and just think. I like this place. It's peaceful. Wet. It's warm outside. Cloudy. I like the clouds. I have brothers and sisters, I think. We're not normal. We…
|780-PCS Incident
|Dexanote (author)
|Document #780-PCS: Exploration IV [DATA CORRUPT, RETRIEVING EARLIEST UNCORRUPTED RECORDING] Feed begins. The first, and so far only, D-Class to explore the newly discovered and not yet studied Area…
|Another Thursday
|Dexanote (author)
|The office of Dr. Isaac Seidelman was quiet in the early evening, the pale yellow light of his desk lamp warming the building's old walls. The sunset was vanishing beneath the veil of night, the…
|Dexanote (author)
|I've gotten used to them. The feet. You never think about how many feet they have. How they grip at your skin and the hair on your body. How they hold onto you effortlessly. They almost tickle now….
|Dexanote (author)
|Agent Ben Green's endured a quiet life. A routine - up, work, home, maybe unwind. Bed. Up. Repeat. A step above a recluse - not a hermit, or a miser. But somebody who found contentment in solitary….
|Disciplinary Report 51b-46
|Dexanote (author)
|This is a formal request filed with the intent to report and log improper conduct by a Foundation-employed individual. Associated recommendations of disciplinary action have been selected and…
|Interlude: An Internal Memo Regarding a Theft
|Dexanote (author)
|Below are provided the documents you requested. Log of breach at Site 62 on ██/██/████. ██/██/██, 0134 HOURS: Unknown entity manifests outside Site 62's main entrance. Security personnel panic…
|Interlude: New Toys
|Dexanote (author)
|It had been a dark and bloody night. A veritable parade of horror had descended on a small Midwestern town, led by a shambling, laughing, singing fiend playing a flute made of bone. Now, at dawn,…
|Lessons Learned
|Dexanote (author)
|On a day a few decades ago, a group of mundane mortals mistakenly thought that they could categorize the concept of knowledge. That they could contain the nexus of worlds, that the Foundation could…
|Dexanote (author)
|"So you're saying that we can't close 826 until…" "Until somebody finishes the main narrative, yes." "And we still don't know where the skip is… hiding, in the setting." "That is also correct."…
|Stolen, Gilded, Stolen, Saved
|Dexanote (author)
|I had been beautiful once… I suppose I'm beautiful still. But by the time I woke up they had already covered me in jewels and gold and ivory, put me on a steel rack and polished me to an unnatural…
|Surprise! Happy Birthday! Listen closely, now...
|Dexanote (author)
|… Ahh… and so you've returned yet again. It's been a little while, hasn't it? Well, maybe more than a little. It doesn't matter though, what matters is you've returned. Again and again. We knew you…
|Surprise, Happy Birthday! And here we are...
|Dexanote (author)
|… It's you. I should be less surprised. We knew you would return, didn't we? The one who returns. That's you. You'll always come back for them, won't you? For the stories. Have you heard the tale…
|The Bloody Autumn
|Dexanote (author)
|Agent Mathews awoke to the sound of gunfire. Then laughter. Chilling, inhuman laughter, filling the air from everywhere. Mathews had fallen asleep at his post, the radio tower several yards away…
|The Red Horse (The Ironic Metaphor)
|Dexanote (author)
|And there went out another horse that was red: and power was given to him that sat thereon to take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one another: and there was given unto him a great…
|Cave Paintings
|DexX (author)
|In a barren mountain range in northern Europe is a secluded cave. Deep inside is a wide chamber that appears to have been used in ancient rituals. The walls of the roughly circular space are…
|Dillinger PhD (author)
|He'd never seen it in person and now he never would. Item #: SCP-13175…
|The Essence of Time
|Dimadude (author)
|The speed fluctuator had malfunctioned once more. Sparks burst from the maintenance panel and smoke rushed through the back of the machine, but this was no surprise to Doctor Conagheim. He ran…
|A Site-19 Christmas Carol
|djkaktus (author)
|Note: The following script, all seventy-two pages of it, was found discarded in a Site-19 cafeteria trash can. Additional Note: Please remember that Site-19 printer ink is designated for…
|Anima Ex Machina
|djkaktus (author)
|In the darkness of his unmoving mind, a servo stirred in Cron Apostolou's head. Just the one, though, and just enough to keep the basic functions working. He saw nothing - not since the moment his…
|Atzak I
|djkaktus (author)
|{$comments} ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. As you lie sleeping- you dream of dark and empty eyes. ATZAK PART ONE You wake up when an alarm rips…
|Atzak II
|djkaktus (author)
|A man is cast into the encompassing dark- And the infinite coil draws tighter. ATZAK PART TWO Dr. David Bell wrenched open the door to the observation theatre, cursing the rusted…
|Atzak III
|djkaktus (author)
|Not all who have died- have stopped breathing. ATZAK PART THREE The phone in David Bell's office rang four times before it was answered, knocked to the floor though it was by the…
|Coach Panagakos, Eldest and Most Revered
|djkaktus (author)
|The open-aired cafeteria on Alexylva University's NorthWest Quad was a bustling hub of activity throughout the day, but was rarely busier than it was at lunch. As classes let out and the students…
|djkaktus (author)
|CONVICTION Have you ever killed a man, Everett? No, I didn't think so. For all the talk of you being a mad doctor, your record indicates you've been hesitant to get your hands dirty….
|djkaktus (author)
|He awoke in a world he had seen before, a world beset by perpetual dusk that lingered just on the edge of twilight. He looked up to see stars, but the sky was empty and all that remained of the…
|Fear Alone
|djkaktus (author)
|{$comments} ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. The two doctors stood side by side in the tiny room, facing the locked door on the other side of the one they had…
|djkaktus (author)
|{$comments} ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. "I was once assigned to SCP-058," Karlyle said. "Back then, it would rage throughout the day and the walls of the…
|Fourth and Long
|djkaktus (author)
|"Welcome back, sports fans! This is Hermes Evaristas, and with me as always is Eupraxia Kassandros. If you're just joining us, the score is 24-28, and we've reached the two-minute warning in the…
|Hugo Hijinks
|djkaktus (author)
|Aldon sat on her tiny couch, quietly watching their tiny television. Or rather, she would've been watching the television, had their cable not gotten shut off earlier in the day. In the interim,…
|Inn-troductions, or The Journey Begins
|djkaktus (author)
|n the corner of a busy inn, a blonde knight in modest armor bearing a strange, circular insignia on the shoulder pokes at a tankard of ale. His brow furrows as he idly spins the thick glass…
|Integrity Project
|djkaktus (author)
|The director of Site-81 was far away from the confines of the Foundation, in a cottage nestled in the Rockies. He sat on the back porch, enjoying the brisk morning air. He took a deep breath, and…
|djkaktus (author)
|There is a dark room under a mountain in the far north where a man stands pressed against a corner. Something is spinning in the center of that room, something dark. He screams out his daughter's…
|djkaktus (author)
|BY ORDER OF THE OVERBOBBLE COUNCIL The following file describes a Xerxes-Class humanoid entity receptacle, and is level 6/1730 classified. Viewer discretion is advised. BY ORDER OF THE OVERBOBBLE…
|djkaktus (author)
|Hail! Hail!, to old Alexylva! Bastion of the noble and the brave! Glory be to proud Alexylva! May her mighty banners raise! Cron Apostolou sat on a bleacher near the back of the locker room,…
|djkaktus (author)
|The weather at Site 81 during the winter was typically a mix of cold and wet, with minor variations taking cues from there. Any given day it could be overcast and just above freezing, where the…
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|Smoke ⍍ A week ago, the earth shook beneath our feet. I told mama not to be worried - that sometimes these things happened. They say the earth moves when mountains collide under the water but we…
|Starch and Cream
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|successful business partner robert mitchell. hello yes once again i am dado. famous businessmen and entre pruner. dado is continuing longstanding trend of recording strange thing that happen to…
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|sign for inferior rip-off of dado tv production also strange individual who gave dado dirty look when take this picture for story. yes hello i am dado. before u are ask, yes, u know me from hit…
|The Face of God
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|"Have you ever seen God, Clyde?" Morgan sat across from the sandy haired guitarist who, like usual, was tuning one of his several guitars. They had come together at Morgan's apartment to write a…
|The Last Good Man in the Foundation
|djkaktus (author)
|Hermes sat with a rifle clutched between his hands, shaking against the cold. The door behind them had locked days ago, and though their provisions were enough to last through another week, their…
|The Surfside Beat
|djkaktus (author)
|Umiko sat by the fire as it burned down slowly. The waves rolled quietly over the warm sand of the beach, occasionally crashing with a low rush of water and spray. In the light of the setting sun,…
|The Unforgiving Gridiron
|djkaktus (author)
|Welcome back, sports fans, to Alexylva University Nike Stadium for tonight's matchup between the #3 ranked Yale Bulldogs and your Alexylva Visigoths! I am Hermes Evaristas, and with me as always is…
|To Never Again See The Light Of Day
|djkaktus (author)
|To Never Again See The Light Of Day The Department of Abnormalities Prologue A dark, rolling sky coiled above the shoreline as a summer storm marched furiously towards the coast. Rain clouds,…
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|Okay people, sit your asses down and shut your pie holes. I've got places to go and people more important than you to see, because I happen to be a scientist and we scientists have a tendency to be…
|A Fitting End
|Djoric (author)
|It's not every day that the Foundation hosts a funeral. Occasionally, a loyal agent or staff member receives a small ceremony and a burial on Site 19, but not often. The family might get the…
|A Funeral On Mars
|Djoric (author)
|There was a funeral on Mars. No one was invited. Far away, certain inhabitants of La Cañada Flintridge would go home with an empty, bittersweet taste caked dry in their stomachs. A door in their…
|A Long Time Past
|Djoric (author)
|May 10, 1997 A black moon under a hill of snow. His brother had been born first, but the younger was the stronger of the two. The omen had been marked, but its mark was not for a babe at the breast….
|A Study of Anomalous Art
|Djoric (author)
|A Study of Anomalous Art, from the Paleolithic to the Present By Doctor Hannah Morel, head of the Artistic Anomalies Unit (The following excerpt is from pages 6-9 of Doctor Morel's paper. The full…
|A Video Oddity
|Djoric (author)
|Anomalous Item 20224 is a series of eight DVD-Rs containing unedited footage of an apparent nature documentary, collectively labeled as "Documentary 23". The picture and sound quality of the footage…
|Able Baker Charlie
|Djoric (author)
|May 2, 1997 Min Yu Zhang, servant of the New-Moon Emperor, wiped the sweat from his brow. He was not usually a man to tremble, but nonetheless he was humbled by the great stone tomb, finally freed…
|Across the Hills so Quiet
|Djoric (author)
|The seal is broken O fallen King of splinter'd crown Eye pierced upon thy spear The girl has got you bested The seal is broken The Mother of Hunters has shattered her chains The Toymaker has fired…
|Adventuring Interlude
|Djoric (author)
|During a particular road trip adventure… A new toy rolled off the production line at the Wondertainment toy factory. It was a cube. The cube was grey, and consisted of six sides, none of which…
|Agricola In Insula Est Poeta
|Djoric (author)
|The car started. "Trampled Under Foot" blasted from the speakers. "Agk, sorry!" Mary-Ann twisted the volume dial down. She waved at the figure in the living-room window, put the car in reverse and…
|An Audience
|Djoric (author)
|The walk always took half an hour. Half an hour there, half an hour back, from the outside. But it always felt longer when he actually walked the tunnel. It felt like time was being stretched out,…
|Djoric (author)
|Research Assistant Richard Moss ran. He could safely say that he had never been this afraid in his entire life. The events of last twenty minutes buzzed in his head like bees. Explosion. Sirens….
|And So It Is Now
|Djoric (author)
|April 30, 1998 Able's fists were clenched hard enough to draw blood from his palms. He couldn't hear beyond the tomb, but he knew there were people outside. He had to kill them. His body felt ready…
|And So On And So Forth
|Djoric (author)
|March 15, 1994 Francis tapped his pen against his chin, surveying the great sheet of paper pinned to the wall. He had been here longer than he thought: great swathes of it were covered in lines of…
|Assistance for the Boss Lady
|Djoric (author)
|"Jeremy, you disappoint me." Doctor Isabel Helga Anastasia Parvati Wondertainment V, PhD1 glowered over her folded fingers. The corgi sitting on her desk smiled back at her, exuding an air of…
|Belation In the Evening
|Djoric (author)
|Welcome to NEXUS-08. Welcome to Night Vale. — Good evening, Night Vale: this is Lee Baker filling in for Cecil, and this is Night Vale at Night. It is currently nine o'clock PM, and the temperature…
|Beneath Two Trees
|Djoric (author)
|In the age after the great Yeren fell on the Day of Flowers, in the days before the Flood, there was a man who lived in the West of the world, in the region between two rivers, and his name was…
|Breakfast For Dinner
|Djoric (author)
|Seriously you need to read The Place Where Two Rivers Meet first Salah opened the door, and thanked God almighty that he was finally home. He hung his jacket on the hook and slipped his shoes off….
|Business As Usual
|Djoric (author)
|The weather that afternoon was unabashedly foul. The sky was heavy with clouds, the dark grey wetness oozing into everything until nothing was dry. Patches of skeletal, leafless trees stood guard…
|Chapter 1: Verse 1
|Djoric (author)
|In the beginning, there was darkness. All was formless waste and empty void - The quiet nothing without time or place, the gentle sleep that has no waking. All was still. Nothing stirred in the…
|Cloudy With A Chance Of Showers
|Djoric (author)
|The rain beat a staccato passage on the bright red umbrella. It was not a particularly heavy rain, but had been a steady one throughout the day, and the clouds were still as dark as they had been…
|Crossing The Streams
|Djoric (author)
|"Come on, Clementine's a great name. Clementine Zairi-Lewitt. Rolls right off the tongue." Mary-Ann sipped from her iced tea. "Though that doesn't do us any good if it's a boy…Sean? Can't go wrong…
|Down by the River
|Djoric (author)
|Those Thin, Penultimate Hours, while not strictly plot related, will help greatly in understanding things. Dawn hung in misty sheets, curling through tangled forest. A mourning dove cooed in the…
|Dust and Blood
|Djoric (author)
|In the time when The Tree of Knowledge was planted, all things were given form. Even the deep waters of the Darkness Below and the vaults of Darkness Above took shape and form, and many elder gods…
|Empire of Dirt (Part 1)
|Djoric (author)
|It was cold. Winter bore down on the black stone spires and slave pits and smokestacks of Daevon in a sheet of frozen lead. Snow and ash had mixed into an indefinable slurry that filled the narrow…
|Empire Of Dirt (Part 2)
|Djoric (author)
|The artist called Curix Noan smiled as she watched the slaves shuffled out from their carts through the slush of her courtyard. Fresh bodies from Ab-Leshal's conquest of the west lined up before…
|Empire Of Dirt (Part 3)
|Djoric (author)
|Daevon burned. Smoke blotted out a cold and uncaring sun as the streets flooded with feasting flesh and screaming gristle. The slave pits burned, the manors and gardens burned, the plazas swarmed…
|Djoric (author)
|The following message was intercepted by a Foundation Special Intelligence Team in September of 2012. The original source has yet to be identified. To my Brothers and Sisters: Greetings, and the…
|Excerpt of an Autobiography
|Djoric (author)
|For Becca and Ruth and Number Three. * I was twelve when the Troubles came. It's as good an age as any to witness the total transformation of the world, I think. I look back and see a quiet girl…
|Djoric (author)
|August 12th, 1993 The door buzzer buzzed. "Ah, that must be them now," Dr. Crow stood up and walked to the door. He always did that: never said "come in", never had anyone else go do it, he always…
|Djoric (author)
|While Nexus points of this nature exist elsewhere in the world, it is in the United States that they are the most prominent. This is, in my opinion, an example of culture's influence on universal…
|From On High (Antarctic Exchange #4)
|Djoric (author)
|Darkness, and then light. The mind crystallized, the web of gold filaments woven into spiraling pathways amidst the fluid blackness, shining spheres beading on the mesh. Peace flowed, one thread to…
|Djoric (author)
|November 17th, 1996 Francis yawned. Another night spent in the office, surrounded by the Paperwork Himalayas. Dammit Iceberg it is not that easy… Perhaps half an hour earlier he had peeled his head…
|Djoric (author)
|There was a vast machine; a clattering and rattling, clanking and clicking, ticking and tocking machine. Its skeleton was plastic and tin, its veins were rubber tubes, its nerves were glass. Its…
|Interlude 1: Patches
|Djoric (author)
|March 18, 1997 Dr. Connor Gerry was counting gears. As of three thirty-four in the afternoon, having started at eleven minutes past noon, he had counted one thousand seven hundred and nineteen of…
|It Always Has Been, It Always Has Not Been
|Djoric (author)
|Vasvis Ten-Fold Reaper stepped out of the shower, and spread her arms wide. Water dripped down onto the floor as spindly metal arms whirred out from the smooth white walls, drying pads working their…
|It Might Have Been
|Djoric (author)
|Item #: SCP-343 Object Class: Keter Special Containment Procedures: SCP-343 is currently uncontained. No reliable method of containing SCP-343 has been found. SCP-343 has taken up regular residence…
|It Wasn't a Vacation
|Djoric (author)
|September 21, 1997 Jack Bright strongly considered a change in career. Science wasn't working out. Too much contact with other human beings, for one. Lack of respectable, cackle-worthy science was…
|Jot It Down
|Djoric (author)
|Today I messed up Dr. Smiley's office. He yelled a lot and started going "bang, bang", but he didn't get me: he's so funny when he's loud. Then I went to the cafeteria and the cooks gave me…
|Just a Word to Me
|Djoric (author)
|Mary-Ann Lewitt stood on the sidewalk outside the church. Mass had just let out, and so the congregation was dispersing out towards the parking lot, with a few people remaining to talk in the…
|Kunststoff Strand
|Djoric (author)
|Research Assistant Sam Ibsen was not a fan of his new assignment. He was not a fan of it at all. It was the architecture, he thought. Here we was, in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, on a tropical…
|Letter of the Day
|Djoric (author)
|To: O5-C From: Director, Site 19 Subject: Daily Director's Memo, ██/██/2012 SCP-███ was recovered today, four days after its original escape. Agents Dash and Jack led the recovery alongside Mobile…
|Memory Of Days Long Past
|Djoric (author)
|Hey, have you read the Adventuring Interlude and the rest of Adventures in Capitalism? You probably should! Isabel's bright red high-top sneakers crunched through the snow. The shadows had grown…
|Mud on the Carpet
|Djoric (author)
|On the night of April 19th, 2026, the Veil broke. Ten thousand years of strain building up against the fabric of postdiluvian reality finally proved too much to bear, and the Self-Keeping-Secret…
|Multi-U 101
|Djoric (author)
|Hello, everyone. My name is Doctor Trevor Bailey, I'm head of the Department of Extra-Universal Affairs, and this is the Introduction Seminar for Extra-Universal Operations. I know that's a…
|New Year's (Part 1)
|Djoric (author)
|December 31, 1997 Alto H. Clef ticked another box off on his bucket list. Specifically the one next to the phrase "Have coffee with the Venus of Willendorf". Of course, he had only added it to his…
|New Year's (Part 2)
|Djoric (author)
|January 1, 1998 Alto H. Clef stepped out of the little circle of snow into the scorched dirt and admired his handiwork. There were some large chunks left, a few even vehicle-sized, but by and large…
|Nor Gloom Of Night Shall Stay
|Djoric (author)
|It was a dark and stormy dawn, with a sky of wet slate. Rain poured down the window, as it had for the last six hours. The clock on the wall said 7:04. Salah hadn't slept since that time yesterday….
|Notes From the Great Mare
|Djoric (author)
|June 21, 2003 Summer solstice today. That means, if I've been counting right, that today is my five-thousand, three-hundred and twenty-seventh birthday. Happy birthday to me. I can barely believe…
|Occurrence of Oddness
|Djoric (author)
|The heat of the afternoon was turning into the cool calm of a June evening. The pines stood straight and tall as they had for decades, shadows barring the orange light of the setting sun. Birds…
|October 15th, 2012
|Djoric (author)
|In the wake of SCP-2845… On a clear orange-and-blue day in October, when the air was not chilly enough to be uncomfortable, Siddhi Sehgal took stock of what was left of her world. There wasn't a…
|Djoric (author)
|August 7th, 1993 Francis played Mingus in his head, trying to drown out the memories that lurked in his leaden mind. He wanted to be able to go to sleep and wake up and have it all be a dream. Just…
|People Look East
|Djoric (author)
|Nota Bene: It would behoove you to read Shepherds and Second Watch before reading this tale. Mary-Ann Lewitt sat at the little table in the kitchen, reading her book. It was snowing outside, with…
|Djoric (author)
|I invented a car that runs on nightmare fuel. It's kind of funny, actually. We invented fire to scare away the darkness, now we can use the darkness to power our lights. It's not like nightmare fuel…
|Djoric (author)
|The cleric stepped over the corpse of the treasure hunter, shaking his head sadly. Such a waste of life. And those others they had found in the ruins, they would have been a welcome addition to the…
|Room 401
|Djoric (author)
|"…" "…" "Well then. This is … awkward." "Indeed. I believe you have the wrong room." "Nah, I'm pretty sure this is one of mine." "No, I'm quite sure it's mine." "…" "…" "This isn't going to go…
|Second Watch
|Djoric (author)
|Nota Bene: It does help if you read Shepherds first, as this is a continuation of that. "NO!" Mary-Ann opened her eyes to see the darkness of her bedroom. She was sitting up, gasping for breath,…
|Djoric (author)
|Mary-Ann Lewitt re-adjusted her blanket. November night blustered outside the window, the cold leaking in through the seams of the apartment. Of course, the truth was that the warmth was leaking out…
|Smooth as Silk
|Djoric (author)
|The intelligence reports are clear: SEELE is ready to initiate the Human Instrumentality Project. God damn it. I advise full mobilization against NERV. The JSSDF could be fully deployed alongside…
|Stealing Solidarity: Epilogue
|Djoric (author)
|« Stealing Solidarity: Phase 4 | Hub » Nanami set her fingers against the grand piano's keys, and began to play. Hisaishi. 'One Summer's Day'. She was, for the first time in a long time, at…
|Stealing Solidarity: Phase 1
|Djoric (author)
|None of the members of the Black Rabbit Company were terribly fond of boxes… Boss looked down at the unconscious man sprawled out on her bed. Horribly uncomfortable thing, that bed: the mattress…
|Stealing Solidarity: Phase 2
|Djoric (author)
|« Stealing Solidarity: Phase 1 | Hub | Stealing Solidarity: Phase 3 » Area-08 was located more or less five hundred miles west of the Azores, and consisted of a small, desolate island, and a…
|Stealing Solidarity: Phase 3
|Djoric (author)
|« Stealing Solidarity: Phase 2 | Hub | Stealing Solidarity: Phase 4 » Hieronymus was the oldest of the D-class aboard the Solidarity. He alone remembered the time when the Glass Mothers were of…
|Stealing Solidarity: Phase 4
|Djoric (author)
|« Stealing Solidarity: Phase 3 | Hub | Stealing Solidarity: Epilogue » The cosmos creased upon itself, blooming outwards in an origami sphere of lotus-folds. There was a vast silence. 15.7…
|Djoric (author)
|"Tater tots? That's what they give us for lunch? Tater tots?" Dr. Harold Breaker looked down at the brownish nuggets on his plate, alongside the chicken patty sandwich with its flimsy pickles and…
|Talks With the Family
|Djoric (author)
|This tale is a continuation of the Esoteric Warfare Unit from Three Sleepless Nights, and contains some reference to Walk The Floor A stuffed alligator with googly-eyes the size of golf balls sat…
|The Good of the Other
|Djoric (author)
|Nota Bene: It would behoove you to read Shepherds, Second Watch, and People Look East before reading this tale. Mechanoid Moloch! Moloch the mighty maw! Gnawing Moloch! Sawing Moloch! Moloch the…
|The Grand Theological Game
|Djoric (author)
|In the temple of Ana, there were a thousand mirrors. They covered the walls, the columns, the arched and vaulted ceiling. Scales of silver, lit by a thousand lamps. One could stand anywhere, and see…
|The Only Way To Travel
|Djoric (author)
|"So…you want coffee or anything? I think I have some left on the nightstand." "No, thank you." "Okay." "Mr. Brown, while I appreciate the pleasantries, I am here on investigation, namely the events…
|The Place Where Two Rivers Meet
|Djoric (author)
|Salah felt as if he was about to vomit butterflies. He was married. He was a married man, sitting next to his wife, a big smile on his face. This was a thing that had happened. The actual wedding…
|The Real Adventures in Capitalism
|Djoric (author)
|"The Real Adventures in Capitalism" is a memetic condition consisting of spontaneously-occurring false memories of an animated television show of the same name. These memories are fragmentary, but…
|The Runner
|Djoric (author)
|There is, in a small national park somewhere in the US, a bike path. This bike path is hardly unusual: it is roughly twelve miles long, and makes a circuit around a small lake. Most of the path is…
|The Settling Ash
|Djoric (author)
|In light of the containment breach at Site-36 early this morning, it has been decided by this administrative committee the Horizon Initiative has acted in violation to the terms of the…
|The Star and the Smith
|Djoric (author)
|Creation was made of fire and song, and from the glowing clouds of the beginning came the Stars. They were the firstborn of matter, the sustainers of all Creation. In their bright-burning forges the…
|The Super-Cool Road Trip Adventure
|Djoric (author)
|Shortly after the Boss Lady got an assistant… The Executive Board of Dr. Wondertainment, Incorporated, sat around a circular table, in a square room on the top floor of a boxy grey building far…
|The Tick Tock Gospel
|Djoric (author)
|Gilgamesh roamed the wilderness, and cried bitterly over his friend Enkidu. "I am going to die! – Am I not like Enkidu? I fear death, and now roam the wilderness. I will set out to the land of…
|This is Always a Horrible Idea
|Djoric (author)
|"HELLO, HELLO…DR. CAPTOR IS THIS THING ON?" "ye2, iit'2 on." "WHATEVER. A-HEM. WELCOME ALL TO THE FIRST ANNUAL INTER-SESSION FOUNDATION SUMMER BARBEQUE. THE SENIOR STAFF HERE AT TROLL SITE 19 EXTEND…
|Those Thin, Penultimate Hours
|Djoric (author)
|Bishop of New Rome, Vicar of Jesus Christ, Successor of the Prince of the Apostles, Supreme Pontiff of the Universal Church, Primate of the Americas, Archbishop and Metropolitan of the West,…
|Three Sleepless Nights
|Djoric (author)
|Barcode splashed cold water across her face, well aware that it had been seventy-two hours and three minutes since she had last been asleep and that sleep would not come for another seventeen hours….
|Djoric (author)
|"I'm telling you Gears, this is going to be the best year yet." "That would be a matter of opinion, Crow. However, I can not be the only one present who finds the situation ironic: we, as…
|Turn a New Page
|Djoric (author)
|Alai swiped her card again. The door remained closed. She frowned, biting her lip, and swiped the card again. Still nothing. To the outside observer, Alai would have looked like a befuddled tropical…
|Upswing of Disorder
|Djoric (author)
|May 4, 1998 Any sort of lengthy journey always ends up in a destination far more bizarre than what was originally intended: home. The first few days home give rise to oddities. Details that had been…
|Vision At Betar
|Djoric (author)
|0) I, Jeremiah the Flayed, who was at Betar and knew blood under the eagle with bronze wings, write these words. At Betar, in blood that was of drowning-depth, I drowned Speaks-With-Self, and made a…
|Walk the Floor
|Djoric (author)
|— Site 150, Foundation Research and Development Department, Entrance 3, 09:00 — Pride. Dr. Tabitha Foster knew the feeling well. Pride was black ink in the ledgers. Pride was a good deal put to good…
|When One Reaches the End
|Djoric (author)
|These were the "Her Majesty's Finest"? A half-dozen old men poking around the mortar holes and dugouts amidst the mist and mud and stench of the dead, all in the name of a crone who'd been dead for…
|When We Came Home
|Djoric (author)
|In the days when the Flood receded, and magic once again flourished in the world, it came to be that man discovered the Chronicle of the Daevas, that ancient compact. Hands misled by doubts and…
|Whiteout and Ink
|Djoric (author)
|Libraries collect secrets in the quiet hours of the night… In the midst of the darkness, Alai sat with a mug of hot chocolate in her hands. Her desk lamp carved an island of light in the space…
|A Day at the Call Center
|Dmatix (author)
|"Good morning, Sir. Yes, you have reached Uncle Merl's Discount Emporium, how may I assist you? I'm sorry, this is tech support, we don't handle sales. No, Sir, I can't direct you to sales without a…
|A Question of Commerce
|Dmatix (author)
|Behind the facade of a stately building, within a clubhouse that could be described as tastefully lavish (or perhaps lavishly tasteful), nested between the high arms of a soft leather recliner, sat…
|A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal
|Dmatix (author)
|To the Parents of Sergeant Johnathan Percy, It is with the deepest regret that we inform you that your son has fallen in the line of duty this Monday, the 12th of August. Due to the sensitivity of…
|Beneath the Name
|Dmatix (author)
|Note: the following manuscript was found in storage vault #████ in ██████'s branch of ██████ United, a banking house belonging to the Foundation. The circumstances of how the document came to be…
|Breath, Pulse, Blood, Spine
|Dmatix (author)
|Dec 20th There's nothing quite like spending the holiday season in a non-crucial Foundation site. Were I still working at 17 I doubt I'd even notice, but you can't really miss it here in 346. All…
|Dmatix (author)
|It was Agent Johnson's first day on the field. He was given patrol duty, nothing dangerous, but he was still extremely nervous about the entire affair. What if he wasn't ready, he asked the…
|Chasing Interest
|Dmatix (author)
|Within its watery lair, the creature known to some as Oneiroi lurked. Prone in its oily pool, feelers extended, senses probing the surface, it searched. It waited. It is difficult to say for how…
|Dog Eat Dog, Part 1
|Dmatix (author)
|Note: since this tale is a continuation of Surfaces, it will be better understood if that tale is read first. And so, I reach my final conclusion, and if you weren't paying attention before,…
|Empty Nights
|Dmatix (author)
|Beneath the ashen skies of a soon-to-be dead planet, stood a mountain, a stark form against the flatness of the wasteland surrounding it. Upon the mountain was an old man, sitting on a sun-bleached…
|Favors-Part One
|Dmatix (author)
|The man in grey sat on the rooftop and waited. Beneath him, the city spread endlessly, an ocean of lights and color under the night sky. On the balcony below, a party was nearing its conclusion;…
|Favors-Part Two
|Dmatix (author)
|Note: Naturally, this should only be read after Favors-Part One Colonel Arjmand wasn't sure he made the right choice. Granted, it was either using the talisman or certain death, but the latter…
|Fire on the Horizon
|Dmatix (author)
|The narrow alleyways of the Armenian Quarter of Old Jerusalem were beginning to darken as twilight stretched the shadows of the ancient stone buildings over them. Henry De Montfort felt the age of…
|Fried Chicken & Lime Jello, the Dr. Bjornsen story
|Dmatix (author)
|Listen. First thing first, I have absolutely no idea who Dr. Bjornsen is. I might, it is possible he's the guy I just clocked in the face with a sock with a brick innit, but evidence regarding this…
|Grown in a Day, on a Mound of Barren Earth, Winter
|Dmatix (author)
|The elder god set in his garden and waited. Perhaps "garden" was a bit too generous a word for it. It was a sorry piece of earth, more mud than soil, much trodden and little tilled. Really, thought…
|Guard Duty
|Dmatix (author)
|Monday, 19:00 Another day, another dollar. Quite a few dollars, to be honest, I can't believe how well they pay me to sit on my ass in a tower and watch a fence. That's private security for you,…
|Dmatix (author)
|Dear Annie, I'm sorry I had to leave without telling you anything, but things kinda… escalated faster than I thought they would. I mean, I knew the suits would get royally pissed off with our little…
|Just What We Do
|Dmatix (author)
|Note: This story is better read after A Day at the Call Center Subject: UI-56 From: Special Agent Laura Stanton, Unusual Incident Unit, Los Angeles Office To: Director McNamara, FBI HQ, Washington…
|Letters to a Prophet
|Dmatix (author)
|Document 16265-15719-A Foreword: The following column was recovered after being published in a number of national newspapers (for a full list, see Document 1626-1678-B) and raising suspicion in the…
|Letters to a Prophet #2: Scry Harder
|Dmatix (author)
|Warning: The following document contains an Et-Class Textual Anomaly (Threat Level-Minor) Document 16265-15719-B After Foundation efforts to track and contain the creator of Document 16265-15719-A…
|Lord Blackwood and the Thaumaturge
|Dmatix (author)
|Interview Log 1867-23 Interviewer: Dr. Adam Bernstein Interviewed: SCP-1867 Forward: During a standard checkup interview with SCP-1867 the subject, at the request of Dr. Bernstein, was asked to…
|Memory of a Memory
|Dmatix (author)
|Sakarn Var Surten was being talked to, and didn't care for it one bit. To be honest, it wasn't so much the talking to he minded, it was the fact he didn't understand a word of what the mustachioed…
|No More
|Dmatix (author)
|I'm sorry to use your name like that. It's a cheap trick, and not even an original one at that, but it's a way to get attention. And I need your attention. I need you to hear this. Consider, if you…
|Nothing and Five and Five
|Dmatix (author)
|I could never see clearly, no, But five times blind, Five times declined. She stared into the cloudy surface of her tea, and tried to remember the song. It was on the tip of her tongue, she was sure…
|Dmatix (author)
|"So you can cure me?" The doctor rubbed his forehead then rearranged his heavy plastic spectacles. They were supposed to compensate for his missing mask, but he found that all they really did was…
|Quiet Days
|Dmatix (author)
|It was over. No one in the Foundation, from the lowliest security guard to the O5 council, could quite explain exactly what was over. If they were to hazard a guess, a likely answer would have been…
|Dmatix (author)
|Rise. Professor Charles Burrows had no choice but to comply. He had no idea how he got here, or even where "here" was; one moment he was sitting at his home office, catching on some paperwork, and…
|Dmatix (author)
|Matthew Andrews was seated in front of a table. This alone wasn't very unusual, and indeed, the fact that he was seated there didn't cause Matthew any undue concern. The table, located in the…
|Dmatix (author)
|How long has it been since he had flesh under his fingers? Too long, that much was certain. This cell was small, too small by far. He did not much mind being alone, that was not the issue. He had…
|The Glorious Revolution
|Dmatix (author)
|Note: This is a SCP-1483 tale, so reading it before reading this is recommended. Soto was beginning to have second thoughts about the concept of Democracy. He barely stifled a sigh as his cohorts'…
|The Has-Been
|Dmatix (author)
|The grey little man was gathering his belongings. Not many of those. A microfiber towelette he used to clean his monitor, a few spare ink cartridges he thought no one would miss, his green stapler,…
|The Horizon Blues
|Dmatix (author)
|At the start of each day, place a new patch on a part of your body between the neck and the waist. Put the patch on a new spot each day to lessen skin irritation. Do not use for a period longer than…
|The Man Comes Around
|Dmatix (author)
|"-Effective immediately. Until a suitable replacement can be appointed, Lieutenant Hammersmith will serve as the interim Director of Project Malleus, under our direct supervision." "You could have…
|The Most Dangerous Game of All
|Dmatix (author)
|Drip He was lurking in the shadows of an old oak grove, gazing at the dark, brooding form of the facility on the hill above. She was there. Drop after drop fell on Feldspar's head, as he remembered…
|The Price We Pay
|Dmatix (author)
|It is over. There are but a few of us left, and it is good. Our purpose in this world was to protect it from things it could not understand, things that defied comprehension, things that we all…
|The Stars Do Not Wait For You
|Dmatix (author)
|It's quiet out here. The desert sprawls from horizon to horizon, where purest white meets twilight red. There are no edges here, no angles, just curves and the gentle rise and fall of dunes as far…
|Dmatix (author)
|The tip of the knife was plunged into his ear. It was an odd sensation. Sure, there was pain, incredible, exquisite agony, but that stopped at the surface of things. Below was the sensation of cool…
|This Is Not Me Talking
|Dmatix (author)
|It watched as they got together and tore themselves asunder. And everything in between. It was a thing that was not there. It did not exist, at least not on the level of narrative. It had no part to…
|Three Short Scenes About Death
|Dmatix (author)
|The smell of rot was in the air. As the afternoon sun began its descent, the footsteps of the approaching stranger fell upon the quiet village streets as poison leeches into an unguarded well. The…
|Dmatix (author)
|Note: This tale is based on SCP-1440, and it is better read after reading that article. The old man woke, and his failures flooded his mind once more. The destruction of the Foundation base was…
|Dmatix (author)
|At half past five, it began to rain. Brother Raymond of Baskerville was trudging his way back from the Achrenite compound, his boots sucking on the mud of the fertile fields surrounding it. The…
|What You Are In the Dark
|Doc_Sanford (author)
|SCPOS V3.2 Entry #1 Close. Warning: Containment breach ongoing. Remain in your offices. Allow onsite security to recontain escaped SCPs. Warning: Containment breach ongoing. Remain in your…
|01110101 01101110 01100010 01110010 01101111 01101011 01100101 01101110
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Gift for the art exchange for ihp. Thanks to him and to The Great Hippo for feedback before I posted. Had a weird thought about how if the technological singularity happened and created a…
|A Slice of Life For a Man Completely Uncomfortable With Slices, Life, and People.
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|The continuing saga of a man uncomfortable with other people and himself but trying mightily to hide it. ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. There was a sense of…
|All Along
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Foundation Orbital Research Compound 5, Meeting Room A. July 12th, 1973, 23:15 hours GMT. "Dr. Marko, testing with SCP-3203 is to be halted for the foreseeable future." The man at the head of the…
|Also This All Happened On The Same Day, So I Don't Know Why He Said It Like That.
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|I've been wanting to do this since October and I've had chest and head congestion at some level ever since, so fuck it. Last chance this year to do it at all, so it's done. Happy holidays! …
|An ending is only tragic if there is no one left to appreciate the beauty that came before.
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|This story was originally posted to youtube under a CC 3.0 Share Alike/Attribution license here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zF5emLF41eg With it I continue down a path. Image is from…
|Audio Log From December 24th, 2010
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Had this idea yesterday and just decided to follow through (despite a terrible cold I'm currently recovering from). It's Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer! Only not at all that. Happy Holidays…
|Casting His Shadow, Weaving His Spell
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|The faint light of the 5 candles at the center of the room cast flickering shadows against the stone walls. Two shadowed figures sat near the candles with their heads down, eyes closed, and while…
|Come Back Kid
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Team Basic strikes again! This is an AAR for the MTF Contest. Thanks to Kaktus, Roget and LurkD for helping me refine it. AIAD images belong to LurkD. Chess board images are under the…
|Come Together. Right Now. Over me.
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|The text of this work was originally posted to my youtube channel as part of this video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8lEeWjJU09Y It is licensed Creative Commons 3.0 SA/BY. The artwork…
|Consequences and Collarbones
|SCP ILLUSTRATED does not match any existing user name (author)
Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|A collaborative work between myself and SCP Illustrated. Felt like it could stand to go up on the wiki. Hope you enjoy it! ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. …
|Dr. Bright Is No Longer Allowed To Use Temporal Anomalies In Order To Travel Back in Time So He Can Kill Hitler
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|I've been doing a reading of "Things Dr. Bright is not allowed to do at the foundation" for the youtubes and this idea came to me in a fit of silly inspiration. Thanks to Westrin,…
|Electronic Data
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|I don't actually know what's going on, I just read a hub and had an idea. ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. The weight of the statement fell heavy on the room. A…
|Everything Can Change in the Blink of an Eye
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Another tale that started on my youtube channel and is now here on the wiki. Art is, again, by Rura. Cropped down a bit to avoid a spoiler for the 2nd part of this journey. ▸ More by this…
|Five years
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Current Crew: Captain - Chance Sarridge, Doctor - Alexandrea Exendine, Mechanic - Joseph Peck, Pilot - Marjorie Thompson The FSF Delivery weaved through the planetary debris field in Marjorie's…
|Four Stories Told in Order to Mislead a Sentient Severed Hand That Just Wanted to Ask a Goddamn Personal Question for Once
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|So Perelka_L made some fan art of Cimmerian a week or so back and it inspired me to make a tale which inspired Perelka to do a new piece of art for the tale and this is what we got. Good…
|Getting Into Treble
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|I wrote this back when Res was still in its heyday and never posted it. I don't really recall why. Thanks to Clef, Light, Moose and probably others for looking at it. This was literally…
|He sees you when you're sleeping. He knows when you're awake.
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Like an hour ago someone whose wikidot name I don't know pitched this idea in chat and I kinda liked it. Sorry not sorry. Edit: Apparently it was "CephalopodStevenson". ▸ More by this…
|If You Have a Minute Why Don't We Go Talk About it Somewhere Only We Know
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|A little silly maybe, but was listening to a song and felt like writing something short and sweet. ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. "I'm on my way." Dr. Jeffrey…
|In The Dark
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|This is the start of what will probably become a series involving the intersection of MC&D and Organized Crime. Happy Halloween! ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. …
|Lending a Hand
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Special thanks to Clef, TheDeadlyMoose, TroyL, Decibelle, Light and all of the other resurrection authors who helped me with or reviewed this piece. It's the longest I've ever worked on a…
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Original Author : Km Mortarion Originally Translated By : Spe Mafiew Tale's Title : Je me hais Source : La Fondation SCP Date : December 21th 2014 Link :…
|Mugging the Monster
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Yeah I wrote a thing cause I saw the Halloween contest hub and had decided to take 20 minutes to write something. Big thanks to Hippo for helping me clean this up a bit. Almost forgot, image…
|Now Hollow Fires Burn Out To Black And Lights Are Guttering Low
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Four score and eleven years ago our fathers brought forth on this land, a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. This portion of the…
|Orientation for the Pastaphysics Department
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|So the idea came out of seeing "pataphysics" and thinking it said "pastaphysics" and then thinking about what a department of pastaphysics would actually be. Then I started writing and it…
|Peanut Butter Crunch
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Another tale that started on my youtubes and ended up here. Image credit to Rura. ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. There was a flash of light and SCP-173 was…
|SCP Vs. Series
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Super special thanks to user "Valcano Girls" for making this wonderful comic. ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. SCP Vs. Hub Welcome to the SCP Vs. Hub. Where I…
|Sex, Success, and Targeted Advertising
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|So yeah. He's watching a movie starring Marshall Mathers, switches to an interview with Jimmy Carter, and ends on a show about being afraid of the Dark. Too subtle? Maybe. This was inspired…
|Snap. Crackle. Pop.
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Yet another vs. tale. The content of this post originated on my Youtube channel and is CC 3.0 share alike/attribution. Image is from TheVolgun here:…
|So You Can Live In The Light
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Just a passing thought I had. Edit: Also did an audio adaptation of it here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ypj1aUXG9-M ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. Dear Ms….
|Take On Me
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Been working on this a little while. It's a bit longer than my tales normally are, but I resisted the urge to shorten it considerably. Lemme know what you think. Edit: Also should thank…
|Tell Me All Your Thoughts On God
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Another tale that started on my youtubes and ended up here. Image credit to Rura. Tale title is from the song "Counting Blue Cars" by Dishwalla. ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: …
|That'll Do Pig. That'll Do.
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|My intro piece of The Gulf's canon collaboration. Thanks to Thekillerax for helping me work out a couple of kinks in this in chat. ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. …
|The Art of Coping with Anomalies in the Gulf Region
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|To anyone wondering, yes that's a real bible quote. Also Orange Beach is awesome and I'd recommend it to anyone. ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. I stare out into…
|The Horrors Of An Unclean Bowl
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Another tale that started on my youtubes and ended up here. Image credit to Rura. Tale title is a quote from the simpsons. Trying to get better about name checking my title references. ▸…
|The Melody Is Familiar To Anyone Who Was There When It First Started
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Wrote this last month for my youtube (and incidentally wiki) series and wanted to clean it up just a little afores posting. Finally got around to it. Hope you like it. The art is by one of…
|The Night Before [REDACTED]
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Happy holidays! ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. Twas the night before Christmas at Site-88, And Robert the guard was running quite late, All the skips were…
|The North Pole
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Hi. This is my part of the Christmas Collaboration. Enjoy! (And keep an eye on the "Most Recently Created" page for more stories from different authors as we inch closer to Christmas!) ▸…
|The One Thousand Deaths of Pastor Lewis Robinson: The Ethics of Repeatedly Drowning Baptists
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Special thanks to KateMcTiriss for the tale's name. And all of the feedback from 19. ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. The following letter was among several…
|The Watchtower
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Foundation Orbital Research Compound 05, CACC July 13th, 1973, 00:23 hours GMT. "Sir," Lieutenant Mackie said, inputting a code into her consoles, "They're hailing us." Cooper sighed, "Visual?"…
|The Wisdom To Know The Difference
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|An idea I had. Evaluation form is adapted from one I found online from the University of Washington. ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. Dr. Jameson looked around…
|There in the starless dark, with vast wings across the canceled skies; the sudden blackness of nothing at all.
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Marshal Joanna Kirkland finished her long midnight walk to the schoolhouse. The sounds of revelry from the town were distant and constant. As she approached, the faint but rough sound of sawing…
|They Couldn't Hit The Broad Side Of A Barn With A Target Painted On It
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Part of a Vs. Series that I'm doing for the youtubes. Content was originally posted as part of this video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CzpAAJbDX-M under a Creative Commons…
|They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, nor spake, nor moved their eyes.
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Wrote this for the channel. Yet another in the vs. series. Hope you enjoy it. Also no the monster at the start doesn't exist on the wiki. Yet. Also since I often forget to include what the…
|Typo Positive
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|I regret nothing. ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. For just a moment I relax. This is a safe place. For now. The receptionist is nice. She guides me to Mr….
|Video Killed The Radio Star
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|A little something devoted to what was one of my favorite SCPs on the site. It wasn't perfect but it was one of the first I read, and really jived with my love of astronomy. Gonna miss it….
|Who You Gonna Call?
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|Thanks to all the folks who helped review this in chat. Ghostbusters and Noir. Had to be done. ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. I turned the radio down. Classic…
|Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear, and raise what's left of the flag for me
|Doctor Cimmerian (author)
|look it had to be done Listen while you read: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0krxo46Ifbo ▸ More by this Author ◂ Translations: F.A.Q. Dr. Cimmerian's head exploded in a cloud…
|A Lone Speaker
|Doctor North (author)
|Info Author: Doctor North. Follow me on Twitter @north_doctor North's Author Page: Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: North Open Mic Night at…
|An Agent, A Cadet, A D-Class and A Janitor Walk Into The Sunlight.
|Doctor North (author)
|Team Surviving Delta moved across the barren wasteland looking for any survivors. The unimaginable happened: The end of the world. Yet, that was yesterday's news. There was no time to dwell on that….
|Big Lads on Scene. No Wait. Not That
|Doctor North (author)
|Info Author: Doctor North. Author Page: Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: North Special thanks to Proasek for picking out the title. Words….
|I Don't Believe In Luck, Just Misfortune
|Doctor North (author)
|Info Author: Doctor North and Zekenator Follow me on Twitter @north_doctor North's Author Page: Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: North My SCP discord server:…
|Doctor North (author)
|Info Author: Doctor North. North's Author Page: Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: North It was never meant to be known. Always kept within….
|Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: CrossFire
|Doctor North (author)
|Having retrieved their orders from O5-9, the Intelligence Agency's duo of snipers set out deep into Chaos Insurgency territory in full grass camo outfits. Making their way to where they believed the…
|Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: Mages
|Doctor North (author)
|O5-9 glanced over the top of the report he was reading. "What do you mean we've been unable to breach their perimeter?" The calmness in his voice was unsettling to both Jason and North. "Well sir,…
|Mother, Mother I Miss You So
|Doctor North (author)
|Info Author: Doctor North. Follow me on Twitter @north_doctor North's Author Page: Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: North Mother, Mother, sing…
|My One True Love
|Doctor North (author)
|Info Author: Doctor North. Follow me on Twitter @north_doctor North's Author Page: Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: North Clenching on to his…
|Scars On Cold Metal.
|Doctor North (author)
|Info Author: Doctor North. North's Author Page: Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: North Startling sounds. Ridged scratches. Running. Singular….
|Stones Can Break My Bones. But Words Can Never Hurt Me.
|Doctor North (author)
|Info Author: Doctor North. Follow me on Twitter @north_doctor North's Author Page: Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: North Leaving the walls of…
|That Day In The Woods
|Doctor North (author)
|Info Author: Doctor North. North's Author Page: Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: North Bright and beautiful. Always the best days. "Go play in…
|The Chains of Command
|Doctor North (author)
|Info Author: Doctor North. Follow me on Twitter @north_doctor North's Author Page: Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: North Like shattered glass…
|The Lovers Spirit
|Doctor North (author)
|Info Author: Doctor North. Follow me on Twitter @north_doctor North's Author Page: Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: North A kindling flame,…
|The Old Town Of Bridgewater
|MoreWorldliness (author)
Doctor North (author)
|Info Author: Doctor North And MoreWorldliness North's Twitter: @north_doctor North's Author Page: Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: North The…
|숲의 여우 (The Fox In The Forest)
|Doctor North (author)
|Info Author: Doctor North. Follow me on Twitter @north_doctor North's Author Page: Intelligence Agency Data Archive-Subject: North Leaving the snow…
|Shards & Static
|Doctor Serkov (author)
|I asked them where I was. Who they were. They told me they were the Foundation. That where I was didn't matter. Shards. Shards inside my skin, shards inside my head. Everything was broken,…
|Absolute Self-Control
|Doctor Whiteface does not match any existing user name (author)
|I don't care. No, in all seriousness. That's the answer to your question. I don't care. Apathy is stronger body armor than anything else. Why should I care that there's a damned great lizard running…
|Mobile Task Furries
|Dog Teeth (author)
|It's twelve A.M., and we're the guys they called to take down an anomalous furry. I've seen people and I've seen monsters. Sometimes, the monsters are more human than the people. This guy, the one…
|Whatcha doing?
|Doktori (author)
|"Sir, we've got another strange one." Dr. Clef frowned. What now? "I've got to finish writing up this damn report, like I've got nothing better to do." The agent grimaced. Getting Clef angry was…
|Agent Pocket Ukulele Through the Fire and Flames
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|D.S. al Fine dawned consciousness back into her body from slumber, yawning, and opening her eyes to her office on fire. Her office was so very, very much on fire. In front of her, her mounds of…
|Alto Clef Jr.: Fins of the Father
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|Death, some say, is an inevitability. The entire cosmos attempts to kill us; Meteors endeavor to crash into us, anomalies vie to redact us, the sun sends solar waves towards our humble planet,…
|Alto Clef Jr.: Virus Alert
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|The sun shone down on the west Texas compound's concrete stairwell down, down into the stone. It couldn't have been more than a few feet down that, in the darkness, a door creaked and whined as the…
|Alto Clef Jr.: Étoile et toi
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|Moonlight draped the pair upon the terrace overlooking the sea. Between them a set table, two candles flickering futile in the Paris night. Fine wine. Rare kobe ribeyes with truffle saffron sauce….
|Anime Is Art Too, Guys
|Decibelles (author)
DolphinSlugchugger (rewrite)
|☦An anartist wants to get an anime produced.☦
|Chaos Praxis
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|Light? There was light. Lights blazing to bathe, bugle call. Ten minutes to the cafeteria. Mandatory. The usual. He slid his feet over the bedside and moved to his dresser. The same inconspicuous…
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|Date was… Dunno, January, '05. Location's some nowhere town's edge in New York. Time around 6 o'clock A.M. Officer was writing up a ticket for the sixth illegally parked car in a row when they…
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|It still rains in the sites, y'know? Sure, it ain't the usual. The lightning always strikes warehouse five. The rain never really seems to hit'cha. But it still pours, it still thunders, it still…
|Empire of Sand
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|He lay in the California Dunes, the sun resting on the horizon, a body - flesh heap at this point - and a police cruiser beside him. The Great Anoati, face down in the desert sands, ate and spat the…
|GOC Agent x Reader (Reader is a Gun) [GONE WILD] [GONE SEXUAL]
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|WARNING THIS TEXT CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF SEXUAL CONTENT. If you are not of legal age to be exposed to this material, or if you overall do not wish to read explicit sexual content, don't read…
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|The car sat just outside a warehouse pop-up art house at twilight. Windows up. Engine dead. Vents, shut. In the driver's seat, a crack as the air heats to plasma, as a spark erupts from a finger….
|Some People Call Me the Goose Cowboy
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|You can call yourself a joke but that doesn't make you funny. Do you know what you are? Buck sat in front of the sheet of paper. The room he was in, incredibly humid. The chair squeaked…
|The Cure
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|"I am the cure, yes," The Fellow said. "And I am going to throw you into traffic if you don't stop saying that." "Ah, but, you see, I am-" "The cure. We know. We all are." The Doctor let out a sigh…
|The Hotel California Presents: Ecce Farcio
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|And so, at last, it had come to this. He woke up to the Hotel California. There were very few things in Junior's life which were straightforward. The Hotel California was one of them. Every now and…
|To The Sickest Bastard i Knew
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|Dear Child Gregoriy: Every single time I lay down my head to sleep I see those wreched Gallows. I see that bloody sun drench the gnarled timbers of that damned engine, oozing upon it as it…
|【Nightcore】Dopesmoker by Sleep (Full Album) and the Revenge of Drone
|DolphinSlugchugger (author)
|Into the heavens the smoke rose from the barrel of a gun. Three shots, one, soon two kills. In a chair, a woman sat, what left of her popped head draped over the back, brain and blood sloughing…
|Challenge Accepted!
|doomsniffer (author)
|The sound of shrieking klaxons could be heard over the muffled shouts and dull thumps coming through the door. The interior of the chamber was still, the long rows of shelves filled with metal boxes…
|The Word
|doomsniffer (author)
|I turn at the noise. Brother Ullar's face peers at me from underneath the hood of his robe. "Father? The whole village is here now. I think they are ready for you." Brother Ullar is my newest…
|Family Planning
|Dr Cuddles (author)
|To marry, to rear his daughters, these things were on the surface good. But to have had the long years in his power, to have controlled their lives, to have warped their natures even, these might be…
|The Lonely Road
|Dr Cuddles (author)
|Whether one passes on or remains is all the same. That you can take no one with you is the only difference. -From the death poem of Tokugawa Ieyasu Another world, another life, another name. I like…
|2. Mr. Clank
|Dr Gears (author)
|Mr. Clank woke suddenly, as he always did, and looked around, blinking. The sun was still somewhat bright through the wisps of storm clouds, The great city glittering in the distance, as bright and…
|Dr Gears (author)
|Have you ever been Alone? Not just alone for a bit while others are out, or feeling rather isolated at the end of a relationship, but Alone. That special Alone that you feel at 1:25 in the morning,…
|Archived Incident 076-2_682
|Dr Gears (author)
|ATTENTION: REPORT 076-2/682 IS FOR REVIEW BY CLASS-4 PERSONNEL ONLY Incident: 076-2/682 SCP involved: SCP-682, SCP-076-2 Personnel involved: Dr. Gears, Prof. Kain Pathos Crow, Generals ████████████…
|Dr Gears (author)
|"Dude, I am WONDEROUSLY high." he giggled, holding the phone to his ear with no small amount of effort. He walked across the basement, turning up the music, letting the beat pulse in time with the…
|Breaker 1 9
|Dr Gears (author)
|I don't know if this is really a creepy story, but it scared the shit out of me at the time. Four years ago, I was going through training for over-the-road trucking. We were out in Oregon, getting…
|Dr Gears (author)
|He felt as if his lungs were going to crystallize, the ragged, frozen air scraping over the long-dried membranes like trying to breathe an aerosol brillo pad. He swung back, waving a moment before…
|Clockwork Time
|Dr Gears (author)
|The Fabergé bastard was raging. Tools flew, doors slammed, the walls and floorboards rattled. Through it all, he loosed a stream of profanity so acid it threatened to peel the already faded paint….
|Dr Gears (author)
|This story is actually 100% true. I've switched names around for privacy's sake, but I assure you that every bit of this is real. Not the normal sub-reality of most "real world" creepypasta, but…
|CotBG Bible Fragments
|Dr Gears (author)
|Note: The following are sections of text recovered from the body of what is assumed to be a member of "The Church of The Broken God." It is assumed they are part of a larger document or "Bible",…
|Dr Gears (author)
|TRANSCRIPT BEGINS 11:00:00 You a doctor or something? No, a student, actually. Never had much business with doctors. Doris took sick once, went to the doctor. Jabbed her fulla holes, sent her home…
|Dr Gears (author)
|Your love is cheap. No, really, it is. You say you love, and that you are devoted, that you'd do anything…but what do you do, actually? Candy, flowers, nights out, those are general actions, not…
|Document C 88 Il
|Dr Gears (author)
|Beyond the dim, childish rays of Sol burn the steady, glowering lights of slumbering embers. Millions of lifetimes away lie the quasars, the softly thrumming globes of aging light, somehow ancient…
|Document Recovered From The Marianas Trench
|Dr Gears (author)
|I need to write this down, because I forget things sometimes, and I think what I heard today was important. Not to me, the time for me or almost anyone else alive on Earth today to make a difference…
|Dog Man
|Dr Gears (author)
|I am a coward and all I can really do is apologize for it. For what it's worth, I do feel bad and I know I should have handled it differently, but I was scared. Short background: I'm middle-aged,…
|Dr Gears (author)
|He was lost in hell. Or as hell, one of the two. He'd kicked and screamed to get here, and now he just wanted it to be over. Two days of computer and technology stuff, in a nice big hotel, with lots…
|Dr Gears (author)
|Dr. Iceberg wove his way down the hall on a makeshift I.V. crutch, with Dr. Gears limping alongside. Most of the security teams and cleaning crews had already passed, so they had the hall to…
|Dr Gears (author)
|"What are they doing?" "Nothing… just… talking. Are we sure we're in the right place? How do we know these aren't just random people waiting for a ride or something?" Agent Four grinned, his lean…
|Dr Gears (author)
|The sweat slid in rivers as he burned. Inches from the fan blades, the pounding breeze doing next to nothing to relieve the searing fire in his flesh. Sick for the last two days, Adam's fever had…
|Dr Gears (author)
|I've been sick for days now. That bubbling nausea that fills your throat, makes you feel as if you're about to throw up every time you burp or so much as breathe out your mouth. Holding the toilet,…
|Dr Gears (author)
|There is a way to live well beyond your appointed time. You need a car, preferably something late-model, with a strong body. Newer cars tend to be too light and not do enough damage. Next, you need…
|Dr Gears (author)
|He'd never really understood knives and the odd obsession some people had with them. Just little scraps of metal, sharpened and placed in a handle, a knife wasn't all that amazing. He admitted that,…
|Dr Gears (author)
|"We need to talk." The old lady raised her head from the crumpled document before her, blinking rapidly through massive glasses. She sighed, pulling them off and rubbing between her eyes, gray curls…
|Late Night
|Dr Gears (author)
|It had been dark for hours, and it was starting to get to him. Sitting at the computer, he'd caught himself glancing more and more times at the nearby window, the space beyond so dark it acted like…
|Life Saver
|Dr Gears (author)
|Disclaimer: This is (more or less) a story related to me by a friend a few months ago. He's ok now, if that helps. Not sure if it's really all that creepy…but it's weird as all hell. I was on the…
|Like Clockwork
|Dr Gears (author)
|"So how do we do this?" Harken asked, stubbing a cigarette into the growing pile on the console ashtray. Kramer looked around inside the car that had been their mobile home the last few weeks. Not…
|Lost Time
|Dr Gears (author)
|"What were you, Harken?" "…what, like in a cosmic sense? Probably a dog or something." "Must you always be an asshole?" "No, it's a choice." They'd been stuck at the same posting for three days now,…
|Love Hate
|Dr Gears (author)
|The house was dead when he came home. No lights, no noise, even a little chilly in the early spring dusk. Pete Kothkis stood in the entryway, peering in to the house with a slightly confused smile….
|Mad Love
|Dr Gears (author)
|Have you ever loved someone? Not that family love, or devotion…but real, blind love. I don't think people know how dangerous real, true love is. Love will make you do great things, but it can also…
|Dr Gears (author)
|The oil smoke rose as if it would never stop. Boiling from the massive hole in both the earth and the pipeline, it had blotted out the sun hours ago, and still showed no sign of stopping. As Tyler…
|Dr Gears (author)
|We have such a mouse problem. What's worse, they're stupid. Your average mouse has the common decency to stay hidden 90% of the time, you just find nibbled items and mouse crap. Our mice just wander…
|Odd Corners
|Dr Gears (author)
|I do not exist. That is to say, I do not exist here. Here is odd, a vast net that snares and crushes. Yet we follow, and come in droves, willing and not. It calls, somehow. We cannot enter, yet we…
|Opening Moves
|Dr Gears (author)
|Site Security File 11/11/4/8888/PR – Suspicious Letter 49,003,668 Letter received at the private residential post office in the South Cheyenne Point community. Letter had no stamp, post mark, or…
|Dr Gears (author)
|The TV was blaring sex and violence, but all she could think about was her damn bubbling arm. She picked at it idly, once again cursing herself for forgetting the sun screen over the weekend. It'd…
|Dr Gears (author)
|"Do I hear five hundred thousand pounds?" "…" "Thank you…do I hear five fifty?" "…" "Thank you ma'am…do I hear six hundred?" "…" "Thank you…six fifty?" "One million pounds." "…t-thank you sir. Do I…
|Personal Log Of Dr Gears
|Dr Gears (author)
|Personal Log of Dr.Gears [NOTE: Dates and some sensitive information removed by Central Records. Original documentation available upon approval.] ███████ ██ Woke up early, due to the sound of…
|Personal Log Of Paul Martin
|Dr Gears (author)
|Diary of Paul Martin, recovered among other personal belongings August 22nd, ████ Greg can be a jerk sometimes. It's nice having a roommate who is gone three quarters of the time, but he has a bad…
|Dr Gears (author)
|I was deposited to awareness with an abruptness normally reserved for the newly born, and much like them, my first view of the world was enough to send me into wracking sobs. I attempted to recoil,…
|Dr Gears (author)
|This was stupid. It was a stupid idea, thought up by stupid people, in stupid, safe offices. Agent Two looked around slowly, letting his flashlight play over the walls, one of the only items the…
|Dr Gears (author)
|He woke up, momentarily confused as to where he was, and what was beside him. Shaking his head, he made out the softly breathing form of his wife, and on the other side the small, pale outline of…
|Queen To Pawn
|Dr Gears (author)
|Conversation recorded on ██/██/████ Parties identified as █████ ██████ the third, ranking member of Marshall, Carter and Dark Ltd. and an unknown female voice, identified as "Black Queen"….
|Quiet Game
|Dr Gears (author)
|Acquisitions and Review. One of the names in The Foundation that can send staff into convulsions. After Agents and MTF squads get something caged, have the remains mopped up and minds scrubbed, A…
|Recovered Documents From Cell 3
|Dr Gears (author)
|1- Transferred from the barracks, finally. The trip took forever, I'd have to guess about six hours, but I couldn't see, and I fell asleep a few times, so I guess it really could be anything. Four…
|Dr Gears (author)
|Everything was screaming. The dials, the readouts, everything was screaming, but he noticed none of it. What he noticed was the heat. He was burning. Not on fire, but inside, burning with a…
|Dr Gears (author)
|Harken watched the rain sheet the windows, leaning his head on the cool glass in the hopes it would make his headache go away. Down the hall, a couple was fighting, the rise and fall of argument…
|Sa Jin Photo
|Dr Gears (author)
|I was stationed overseas for four years, helping shore up the American military presence in South Korea. You hear horror stories about it, about people being shot randomly, the squalid conditions,…
|Dr Gears (author)
|Item #: SCP-048 Object Class: Euclid (Neutralized) Special Containment Procedures: SCP-048 is to be referred to as Joey. In the event that he is referred to as SCP-048, or an object, "Joey" becomes…
|Dr Gears (author)
|The sudden jolt of pain was enough to make him think, for a mad second, that he'd somehow jammed his pen through his hand. The boy just barely suppressed a shout, clenching his hand tightly shut and…
|Dr Gears (author)
|Communication Intercept: Document recovered leaving the central mailing service at Site 4. Letter appears to have somehow bypassed basic screening services, and was picked up only by the…
|Dr Gears (author)
|It's amazing how death changes a person. That's not to say the person themselves (even though it's safe to say they do undergo a profound change), but who they are to you, and how they stand in your…
|Dr Gears (author)
|The water was cool, if a bit murky. The lake was the color of tea, owing to its past as a logging route. Great banks of long tree trunks would bob and sink, staining the lake. At least, that's what…
|The King Is Dead
|Dr Gears (author)
|"…Please be seated. Let's get to business, I know you are all busy, and I appreciate all of you taking time out…" "Cut it, Three." "…Very well. I think we all know the issue at hand. What with the…
|The King of Coins, in The Cups
|Dr Gears (author)
|Patrick slipped through the streets of London like a forgotten memory. Young, handsome, and free (for the moment) of both limb and responsibility, he strolled the evening-lit byways of the city with…
|The Lockdown - Introduction
|Dr Gears (author)
|Agent Greenwell was by no means afraid, only strongly wishing to be elsewhere. As he ran, quickly avoiding small chunks of rubble and broken machinery, his thoughts remained more on the past than…
|The Vault
|Dr Gears (author)
|The door was heavy, and old, but still strong. It sealed the passage tight, blocking even light from around its edges. The hall was claustrophobic, and in near total darkness but for the dim,…
|The Young Man
|Dr Gears (author)
|Nobody could like Corporal Lawrence. That's not to say that nobody tried, or that he was somehow unfriendly, merely that he was one of those few that seemed to be "wired" differently. However, in…
|Thy Will Be Done
|Dr Gears (author)
|The two men quickly walked down the hall, pushing the small cloth-covered cart in front of them. A sudden door slam far behind them made the older man cry out, to be quickly stifled by the younger…
|Transcript Found On Storage Level B 8
|Dr Gears (author)
|"There, it's on." "Alright, settle please, settle. Ladies and gentlemen, I call this meeting to order. There are no new faces, so I will forgo introductions and proceed directly to business." "All…
|Dr Gears (author)
|I would like to here again state that 106 is not, as is commonly believed, a basic predator, on par with an advanced shark. SCP-106 is a sentient being, albeit a totally alien one. SCP-106 appears…
|Work Journal 2
|Dr Gears (author)
|Day 45 It's so strange, at times. Sitting where my father once sat, working at the same battered, second-hand desk, sifting through the notes black with his nearly indecipherable scrawl. He always…
|Work Journal 2 Cont
|Dr Gears (author)
|Day 52 Very…unsettling developments. Dad's notes kept referring to "Unit 14" in reference to collected materials and documentation. He'd go on about something, more often than not what he came to…
|Work Journal 3
|Dr Gears (author)
|Day 56 Stressful few days. To say the least. I've had to sleep in the car for the last couple days. I'm apparently wanted for questioning in an arson case. Go fucking figure. Saw my face on the news…
|10. Mr. Mission
|Dr Gerald (author)
|The time: Midnight. The place: One of the more shadier of the establishments the city had to offer. The person: Myself, of course. For the better part of an hour I sat there, taking the occasional…
|Father Of Lies
|Dr Gerald (author)
|Agent Jason Suthers woke with a start, thinking that the only way he could feel this way would be if his face were on fire. From what he could tell, his head was covered in heavy bandages and he…
|Interview C
|Dr Gerald (author)
|Interviewed: Agent Thompson. Interviewer: Dr. Sylvius Forward: Post-incident interview with the only survivor of the anomalous SCP-C Blizzard. <Begin Log> Dr. Sylvius: Okay, let's begin. Tell me,…
|Dr Gerald (author)
|Gareth poked his head over the rocks, peering across the blasted landscape. It was a particularly hot day, the sun's rays bouncing off the endless gray of the wasteland, nothing but the occasional…
|I hope you get back to me soon
|Dr Hysteria (author)
|The Cheese is a Lie
|Dr Jaren (author)
|The two doctors ran around their experiment, taking close note of every detail. One was was writing frantically on his clipboard while the other was watching everything with a look of fierce…
|Good Morning, World
|Dr Jonesy (author)
|Good morning, world. I open my eyes to the sight of the sun streaming in through my window. I smile. There's nothing quite like waking up to the sun warming your face. Especially after having not…
|Duke 'till Dawn
|Dr Kondraki (author)
|Foreword by O5-2: On █-██-████, an investigation was launched into the continued viability of SCP-083. Several factors were taken into account, such as the relative danger involved in sustained…
|Taking out the Trash
|Dr Kondraki (author)
|What a day. And what a way to end it too. Another day, another big pile of waste generated by the vast, churning machine that was the faculty and staff of Site 17. Every bit of detritus the place…
|Unknown Log File
|Dr Kondraki (author)
|Special Containment Center 23 Terminal Welcome, please enter user ID. >ethaum Please enter password. > Password Accepted… . Loading… . Clearance validated… . Welcome, Commander Thaum….
|Bed, Breakfast, Plague
|Dr Reach (author)
|"Good morning, up and about, rise and shine, blah blah blah!" Priscilla Locke got up at seven AM, sharp, Somalia time, thanks to the loud shouting that emanated from the walls, straight into her…
|Breaking It All Down On Me
|Dr Reach (author)
|The creature that no longer resembled a Hippo and Enrico Momio's soul watched silently as both Locke sisters went away. And took the thing away with them. "The bloody hell was that," Enrico said. He…
|Breaking It Down For Me
|Dr Reach (author)
|Frank felt just a bit claustrophobic. The darkroom was, appropriately enough, a tiny, dark, hot and incredibly moist hellhole with an actual hole in the middle, which was enough for anyone to be a…
|Cubes On A Slope
|Dr Reach (author)
|The expanse behind the hospital's hill was filled with people. Priscilla allowed her escort to guide her again between the tents that housed them that last night. People were preparing their move to…
|Dr Reach (author)
|"So, you work for the Bigger Man?" The Momio brothers, Enrico and Martino, were a couple of tall, dark, handsome men with a knack for satire and a disagreeable nature, or at least they used to have…
|Dr Reach (author)
|Manna. Manna the power, manna the food, manna the drink, manna the entity and Manna the Entity, manna the authority, manna the respect, manna in the far past, Manna the person. Manna. Who…
|Mission Statement
|Dr Reach (author)
|The alarm sounds its gentle, delicate electro-waltz. It does not wake me up; I have been awake for almost two hours now. Dreams are not safe anymore. I stand up, knowing I cannot fool the kind…
|Over The Bonfire
|Dr Reach (author)
|Priscilla felt lost. Not literally lost, not anymore, of course; now she walked, loaded with the bundle she would not entrust to anyone else inside her backpack, by the side of the massive Security…
|Sidelines' Sarabande
|Dr Reach (author)
|They needed to hitch a ride… At first, like most in the Area-08-B Engineering Sector, Doctor Richard Barnard paid close attention to the thunderous speakers. They usually broadcast the firm yet…
|Who Are You?
|Dr Reach (author)
|Priscilla Locke was a tall, willowy woman, perhaps in her early thirties. Her gruff, detached expression remained shielded after a pair of sharp shades. Her movements as she left the black van were…
|Who We Are
|Dr Reach (author)
|"There is no way you are drinking that." "Oh, but somebody has to." "You are just trying to spook me, aren't you? Tell me you are trying to spook me." "I don't think he is trying to spoo-ook you,…
|A Normal, Daily Routine
|Dr Samuel Harsen (author)
|"Start it up." As David McConnell woke up his head surged. The feeling surprised him at first because, unlike the usual migraine he would get in the morning, this made him feel woozy enough to…
|Gears Is Totally Not A Robot Guys
|Dr Solo (author)
|The following is an O5's (adult?) tale "No I'm telling you, there's no fuckin' way we'd have a goddamn robot in upper management." "But a fucking dog is perfectly acceptable to you?" "That's…
|Shadow of a Doubt
|Dr Yucatan (author)
|Technician Palmer yawned. It was 0520, only 40 minutes until the end of his 6-hour shift. A shift spent in Monitoring Station Delta of Foundation Area-12, a shift that consisted of keeping watch…
|Message of the Relic
|Dr_Adams (author)
|SCP-███ Observation Log Forward: A total of ██ transcriptions have been made from SCP-███. Each has resulted in similar narratives in the subject's native language, using vocabulary appropriate for…
|The Omega-7 and The Bench of Shame
|Dr_Aloe (author)
|Despite all the strange, dangerous, and downright ridiculous things that Omega-7 dealt with on a near daily basis, hearing the words "team building exercise" out of Able's mouth had to be one of the…
|A Walk Along The Riverside
|DrAnnoyingDog (author)
|It was a cool March evening as Alexei sat upon the bank of a river, staring into its depths. He reached in, scooping some of the murky liquid in his cupped hand. It still surprised him to see…
|DrBerggren (author)
|There was a cataclysmic reshuffling of the deck. Something very far away had been broken, first on that most basal of structural scales — the atomic nucleus — and then on a much more macroscopic and…
|DrBerggren (author)
|Dr. Jacobs stood at the head of the boardroom, advancing through a slideshow as he gave his presentation. Projected on the screen was a photograph of a somewhat ill-maintained livery stable bordered…
|Little Ones
|DrBerggren (author)
|The room's dark. Oh, I'm sure there's some light on in here, some brief glint of afternoon sun through the cellar window or some long-gone child's twinkling discarded toy. But for me, the room's…
|The Coming Nightmare
|DrBleep (author)
|The Coming Nightmare | Before the Nightmare | A Nightmare on 234 Street | Spiraling Night Terror | The Revealing Dream August 5th, 2015. 02:02:34 A.M. Down hallway F, and back around A. Same…
|The Seas of Orcadia Part 1: How I Met Your Mither
|DrBleep (author)
|Long ago, in the days before the Knoggelvi, when Teran still slept beneath the waves, and the old gods waged their wars in the Great Southern Basin; life for the Finnfolk was a simple one. A…
|Every Last Drop
|DrCaroll (author)
|It felt like it'd been raining for ages. The beginning of my summer had practically been completely ruined because of the constant pitter-patter on the window panes. I will say that it has indeed…
|The Light Will Attract the Darkest of Creatures
|DrCaroll (author)
|Dr. Caroll pulled into the house's driveway dressed as none other than James Gatz. His younger brother's house was a large house, one with every inch covered in colorful, spooky decor. Plastic arms…
|A Circus Come To Not
|DrChandra (author)
|« Let's Get This Show On The Road!| Dread & Circuses Hub | Undead, Insane and Fully Loaded » "Pius, how do you keep getting us into these messes?" Eugene asked as he lurched over the side of the…
|A Fellow Scholar
|DrChandra (author)
|Elewynn crouched upon the uppermost balcony of the Titania Spire of Fata Morgana, her bare feet clutching the smooth white stonework. Beneath her was the Fairy City, silver as moonlight and…
|A Foul Storm in a Fair Land
|DrChandra (author)
|It wasn't supposed to storm in Hy-Brasil. Hy-Brasil was a fairy country, a country of eternal spring. When it did rain, it was warm and gentle and the fair folk would joyously dance skyclad in it….
|A Pound Of Flesh, A Piece Of Meat
|DrChandra (author)
|Carter shrieked as he was pushed through the door of the antique elevator, through a Way into the lobby of Darke's sanctum. He threw out his hands to break his fall against the pale marble floor….
|A Real Humdinger
|DrChandra (author)
|« Upside-Down Cake | Dread & Circuses Hub | Former Assets » Tom screamed as he was swallowed up by the Darkness. The Darkness was absolute, utterly devoid of so much as a single photon of light….
|A Scip Or A Star?
|DrChandra (author)
|« So They Called Him Darke | Dread & Circuses Hub | Dark And Disquieting » Tears streaming down her face, and her heart throbbing in her ears, Lexi raced down the darkened allies, pushing her…
|A Vale of Tears
|DrChandra (author)
|« Undead, Insane and Fully Loaded | Dread & Circuses Hub | My Hovercraft Is Full Of Eels » "This city is enormous," Victor remarked as he stared out the 303rd story window. The adjacent…
|And The World Felt Like Nothing, Amen
|DrChandra (author)
|The bionic hand of Iris Dark was an impressive piece of anomalous hardware. Outwardly, it resembled a dark purple gauntlet of exquisite craftsmanship. It connected at the elbow where the original…
|Cater Duty
|DrChandra (author)
|"Delivery, Spicy Crust Pizzeria!" Tyrone said as he pounded on the home's front door. He didn't usually do deliveries, but their regular driver had called in sick. If it had been up to Tyrone, he…
|City of Wonder™
|DrChandra (author)
|« Dark and Disquieting | Dread & Circuses Hub | The Sea Slug and the Showman » Icky and Lolly screamed in delight as the Frite Lite Roller Coaster zoomed along its twisted path through Wonder…
|Clown Breeding 101 with Prof. Richard C. Normus
|DrChandra (author)
|« Herman Fuller Can Shove It Up His Ass | Dread & Circuses Hub | Icky & Ichabod » "Jesus Christ, look at the lot'a'ya. I've seen some pretty fucked up freaks in my day but you cocksuckers take the…
|Crunch Is A Beautiful Sound
|DrChandra (author)
|So, the D-classes messed up Crunchy's bi-weekly cleaning, again. Oh and by Crunchy I mean 173. I never really cared for the nickname 'The Sculpture'. I think Crunchy captures his essence much more…
|Dark and Disquieting
|DrChandra (author)
|« A Scip Or A Star? | Dread & Circuses Hub | City of Wonder™ » "And last but certainly not least on your VIP tour is the Kaleidoscope!" Lolly announced as she led Victor and Iris into the final…
|Dread & Circuses Jumps The Shark
|DrChandra (author)
|« More of Fuller's Crap | Dread & Circuses Hub | Not My Circus Not My Monkeys » Victor gazed up at the steely blue sky, its subtly unfamiliar hue serving as a grim reminder that he stood on an…
|Excerpts From "How To Survive When Reality Doesn't", by Alto Clef
|DrChandra (author)
|So do I just start speaking or – Oh yeah, I see the text on the screen. Delete last sentence. Crap. Okay, I'll just dictate now and edit it later. Aloha Foundation Staff, new and old alike. To…
|Fit For A King
|DrChandra (author)
|Dr. Ritter waited patiently in quiet, thinly-veiled disgust as His Imperial Majesty Emperor Maximillian the Great greedily shovelled his meal down his cavernous gullet. Dr. Ritter had secretly…
|Former Assets
|DrChandra (author)
|« A Real Humdinger | Dread & Circuses Hub | Fuller Than Full! » "You're not afraid of clowns, are you?" When Victor had been interviewed for a sales rep with MC&D, they had asked him a lot of…
|Freaks, Friends and Fiends
|DrChandra (author)
|« The Sea Slug and the Showman | Dread & Circuses Hub | Let's Get this Show on the Road! » "Okay, one more time; what's the difference between magic and alchemy?" Victor asked as he examined the…
|Freaky Commodities II: Freak Harder
|DrChandra (author)
|« She Remembered Me | Dread & Circuses Hub | There Are No Strings On Me » "So, here we are again," the Man with the Upside-down Face said as the elevator doors slid shut. "You know, when Burgess…
|Free Consultation
|DrChandra (author)
|DarkEnergy MobileOS 3.1 Ms Dark, you have a new text message from: 1-800-iam-dado hello is this the lady darkness that makes the excellent anomatronics? Warning: Memetic Hazard Detected! …
|Fuller & The Factory Funtime Facility, Act I: Industrial Arts
|DrChandra (author)
|October 17th, 1974 "And the sign flashed out its warning In the words that it was forming And the sign said the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls…
|Fuller & The Factory Funtime Facility, Act II: Industrial Espionage
|DrChandra (author)
|It was just a little after midday, not that anyone would know it. The smoke from The Factory Funtime Facility was already so thick it obscured the sun. Though the jagged smokestacks were…
|Fuller & The Factory Funtime Facility, Act III: Industrial Sabotage
|DrChandra (author)
|The elevator came to a gentle stop, its doors sliding open with a pleasant chime. The room it opened to wasn't so much an office as a control center. Banks of bronze, mechatronic computers lined…
|Fuller & The Factory Funtime Facility, Finale: Industrial Accidents
|DrChandra (author)
|Veronica stared in wide-eyed terror at the gremlin mere inches in front of her, its reeking yellow fangs bared in a menacing display, ready to bite her face off in an instant if it was displeased….
|Fuller Than Full!
|DrChandra (author)
|« Former Assets |Dread & Circuses Hub | Fuller's Fantastic Fun-Lover's Funhouse » "Ladies and Gentlmen, let's have another big round of applause for Bubble Gum, the tipsy elephant. Try not to feel…
|Fuller's Fantastic Fun-Lover's Funhouse
|DrChandra (author)
|« Fuller Than Full! | Dread & Circuses Hub | Your Call Is Important To Us » Having been sitting up front, Victor was one of the last to exit the Big Top after the afternoon show had concluded. He…
|Habil and Qabil
|DrChandra (author)
|Surveillance Report Mu-4, 26/12/2017: During routine online investigation for anomalous content, our dark web crawler (EmoSpiderMan.aic) discovered a web series entitled "Habil and Qabil" which…
|Herman Fuller Can Shove It Up His Ass
|DrChandra (author)
|| Dread & Circuses Hub | Clown Breeding 101 with Prof. Richard C Normus » SLOTH'S PIT, 1970 The Bottomless Pit wasn't Jeffrey Hubble's usual watering hole. Its clientele was mostly…
|How Is Your Name?
|DrChandra (author)
|The Investor moved through the halls of The Factory as if he was a part of it. Each lunging step was stilted, almost forced, like the turning of a rusted cog. The Rust - the horrible, alchemical…
|Icky & Ichabod
|DrChandra (author)
|« Clown Breeding 101… | Dread & Circuses Hub | Upside-Down Cake » Suburbs of Salem, Oregon. 1988 It was raining, but only gently, the sound of it falling on her umbrella no more…
|Micky D's
|DrChandra (author)
|"Iris!" Carter hollered from the hallway outside. Iris sighed slightly at the sound of the senior partner's petulant tone. Iris Dark and Ruprecht Carter had never much cared for one another, but as…
|More of Fuller's Crap
|DrChandra (author)
|« The Apple Doesn't Fall Far | Dread & Circuses Hub | Dread & Circuses Jumps The Shark » "The Party Poopers called. They want their poop back." Icky held the phone by her ear for a few seconds in…
|My Hovercraft Is Full Of Eels
|DrChandra (author)
|« A Vale Of Tears | Dread & Circuses Hub | Oh, I Wouldn't Worry About Flaky-Os » "Now keep your eyes covered, no peeking," Lolly said as she led a blind Icky through the Circus grounds towards…
|New Job
|DrChandra (author)
|FOUNDATION TERMINAL ONLINE. PLEASE ENTER LOGIN INFORMATION AND PASSWORD. pcs.noitadnuof|doowgnillocyzzi#pcs.noitadnuof|doowgnillocyzzi | alonebeneathaweepingwillow HELLO DR. COLLINGWOOD. YOU HAVE…
|Not My Circus Not My Monkeys
|DrChandra (author)
|« Dread & Circuses Jumps The Shark | Dread & Circuses Hub | How Is Your Name? » Icky, Manny and Lolly were gathered around Gary Gorham's phone box, each of them growing a little more impatient…
|Oh, I Wouldn't Worry About Flaky-Os
|DrChandra (author)
|« My Hovercraft Is Full Of Eels | Dread & Circuses Hub | The Apple Doesn't Fall Far » "Oh my god, this place has cornflakes made from imaginary corn!" Lolly said as she excitedly read the menu…
|Over(thinking) the Rainbow
|DrChandra (author)
|After decades of service, there wasn't much that could faze Dr. Gears anymore. He had adapted to his career as a Foundation researcher by becoming unusually stoic, to the point that many of his…
|Picture Perfect
|DrChandra (author)
|"What do you think boys? Is she a beauty or what?" The gathered senior researchers looked on in a mixture of shock and dismay at what Clef had hung on his office wall; a framed four-foot by…
|She Remembered Me
|DrChandra (author)
|« Your Call Is Important To Us | Dread & Circuses Hub | Freaky Commodities II ~ Freak Harder » "But I also dreamt which charmed me most That you loved me still the same That you loved me You loved…
|Slice of Life
|DrChandra (author)
|"Hello, and welcome to Spicy Crust Pizzeria. How can I help you to… oh shit." Tyrone, formerly D-23545, was rendered speechless by the sight of the ageing, ragged man standing across the counter…
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DrClef (author)
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DrClef (author)
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DrClef (author)
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DrClef (author)
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|DrClef (author)
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|DrClef (author)
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|DrDromeus (author)
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|DrDromeus (author)
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|DrDromeus (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
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|DrEverettMann (author)
|The world ended yesterday, and none of us noticed until this morning. No supplies were meant to arrive. No one was due to go to see the psychologists. This morning, I went to check for the supplies,…
|Property Values
|DrEverettMann (author)
|I'm real sorry about all of this. I knew we was in trouble soon as Barnes shot yer daughter. Oh, hey, quit cryin', she'll be fine. He's a lousy shot. Anyway, I'm real sorry about yer dog. I mean, it…
|DrEverettMann (author)
|It don't pay to get too close to anyone in our line of work. They tell you that all the time. You will, though. We're stupid like that. First time you're in real danger, you should be thinkin',…
|Renegade, Retrograde
|DrEverettMann (author)
|Secure, contain, and protect. As an anomaly, I choose not to Defy those above me. It is my choice to Be contained. I will never Walk free again. I submit that I must Be imprisoned for my nature. I…
|Ripped From the Headlines
|DrEverettMann (author)
|I stared at the television, barely catching the words, as I helped Helen into the chair. "…gone, nothing left but a giant hole. The hurricanes reported in the region were actually the result of air…
|SCP-One Million
|DrEverettMann (author)
|"Tell me of the thing," the shaman said. "It lives in the—" I started. "No!" The stick came down hard on my knuckles. "Begin with how to stop it, how to keep it held. Always. What it is can wait…
|Slipped Under the Door from Cell 142
|DrEverettMann (author)
|Item Number: ████ Object Class: Euclid Special Containment Procedures: This revision of secure containment procedures for SCP-████ is to supercede all previous versions. SCP-████ is held in a cell…
|Thank You For Your Time
|DrEverettMann (author)
|Doctor Braddock nervously walked to the table where the guard guided him. He'd never been in such an elegant club before, and felt terribly out of place. His clothing was rumpled, his long black…
|The Brave Little–
|DrEverettMann (author)
|977 was special. It was indivisible, which was important to his people. Not as special as if he had been a mother as well, of course. But the people expected great things from him. The Creator…
|The Death Of Alto Clef, aka Agent Ukulele, aka Adam ben Yahweh, aka Lucifer, First of the Fallen, aka That Bastard, etc.
|DrEverettMann (author)
|And then the sun went…
|The Executions of Doctor Bright
|DrEverettMann (author)
|Bright knew it had gone wrong when the trucks eased into position on either side of his van. "حزب الخلافة" was spraypainted on the sides. He knew he was in big trouble when he saw the men in the…
|The Hatbot Chronicles
|DrEverettMann (author)
|Dr. Mann sat low in the seat, like a student sitting before the principal. "I suppose you want to know what happened." "We have six escaped SCPs, over fifty casualties, and tens of thousands of…
|The List Of Wonders
|DrEverettMann (author)
|The Beller walked through the Waste, leaving no tracks. He was a tall, lanky man with black hair and beady eyes. He wore a blue jacket over a red skirt of patches and rags, with a small tongueless…
|The One Who Devours Souls
|DrEverettMann (author)
|The One Who Devours Souls arrives in the bleak, gray hours of the morning, when all good men lie afearing their beds. He (for it is a he, though the strange raiments it wears, and the viscous fluids…
|The Summer King
|DrEverettMann (author)
|SCP-076 Document 076-1: Procedure 07-Frazer Drone Warfare Other Reports Item #: SCP-076 Object Class: Keter Special Containment Procedures: The land around SCP-076-B is owned by the French…
|The Wolves at the Door
|DrEverettMann (author)
|Iris was trying to solve a crossword puzzle when there was a knock on her door. It wasn't a scheduled knock, which was a bit worrying, but at least there weren't any explosions this time. Two women…
|Those You Leave Behind
|DrEverettMann (author)
|Part One His mother often said his father was York. But she was kept so drugged by the high priestesses that she rarely knew who her callers were, and other times, she said his father was a blind…
|Trick or Treat
|DrEverettMann (author)
|Hey, pal, nice costume. Yeah. I like the way it's just your face with a couple of strings attached. Okay, that's far enough. Yeah, it's a real piece, so why don't you come along quiet-like? That's…
|Urban Legends
|DrEverettMann (author)
|Don't talk to me about no fuckin' urban legends. Jesus, in our line o' work, you'd think you'd know better. Whadda I mean? I mean they ain't just fuckin' stories, dipshit. Oh, fine, some of 'em are….
|We're Sorry
|DrEverettMann (author)
|Director Samuels, you have often asked me what the ultimate goal of the SCP Foundation is. As I step down, I feel you have the right to know. Our ultimate goal is, and has always been, the…
|A Breath of Fresh Air: Holding It
|Drewbear (author)
|« Imago | BoFA: Inhale | BoFA: Holding It | BoFA: Exhale » Audio Log, 14:25, ██/██/2011, Foundation front "Sunny Coast Productions" M███ S████, Switchboard Operator: Thank you for calling Sunny…
|A Breath of Fresh Air: Inhale
|Drewbear (author)
|« Imago | BoFA: Inhale | BoFA: Holding It | BoFA: Exhale » From: mamamia78@█████.com To: shampaingurl@██████.net Subject: can i get your advice? Howdy, sis. I hear that you have a new bf. What…
|A Day In The Life
|Drewbear (author)
|I always painted my fingernails right before an op and cleaned 'em off again once we were back. Pure black, scuff 'em a bit to get rid of the glossiness, and put a tiny dot of dark green right in…
|And Now, The We[EXPUNGED]
|Drewbear (author)
|The following broadcast was recorded on 10 December 2013 during the initial securing of Anomalous Location 3717-NV. Transcript of broadcast Close transcript The eyes are the windows to the soul….
|Drewbear (author)
|INTERNAL MEMO ACCESS LIMITED TO SECURITY CLEARANCE L-1/883 AND HIGHER DO NOT COPY OR REDISTRIBUTE re: SCP-883 Containment & Research Procedures Updates, Effective 1999-03-13 Following the events…
|Can Haz Memes
|Drewbear (author)
|"I'm telling you, lolcats are not a memetic threat. Stop trying to get them classified." Professor Anders Bjornsen looked with exasperation at the woman seated across the desk from him. Dr. Blaire…
|Chasing Tails
|Drewbear (author)
|Mikhael Andreyev had never really liked Jews, and he despised Americans, so when he received a report that a pair of American Jew spies for the KGB had found evidence of a merzost in the…
|Concerto in D-Major, Orchestrated for Paintbrush and Fedora
|Drewbear (author)
|Hiro P. always said that a successful art-strike required speed, cunning, and above all else, style. In retrospect, he'd never said anything about things like "artistic vision" or "ability to fight…
|Fields Of Green
|Drewbear (author)
|A voice echoed from the intercom set flush in the ceiling. "Okay, boys. This is the last of the food flavoring trials. Swallow the pills you've been given, then fill out one of the forms with what…
|Foreign Aid
|Drewbear (author)
|Maria Nwosu wiped the sweat from her face as she waited outside the village, a strong breeze blowing her colorful skirt against her legs. She shaded her eyes as she looked across the veldt, trying…
|Game Day: Imago
|Drewbear (author)
|« Imago | BoFA: Inhale | BoFA: Holding It | BoFA: Exhale » quietwetsmall twitch wetsmallernotquiet turn smallestLOUDSHINE stretch tear Clem Walsh was having a bad day. Months ago, he had lucked…
|Getting Under His Skin
|Drewbear (author)
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|Good Fences Make Good Neighbors
|Drewbear (author)
|He sat alone on the apartment building's stoop, watching people go in and out of the building across the street. He was almost certain that it contained a Foundation presence and was curious to see…
|Drewbear (author)
|She had a ritual that she always performed when approaching her meals. First, she laid out the pristine white cloth napkin and placed the implements upon it. Second, she poured the cup of water for…
|Interlude: A Special Letter
|Drewbear (author)
|Document found among the personal effects of D████ W█████, recovered during Operation PURPLE ENVELOPE Dearest Aaron William Coolridge-Yates, You're one of Doctor Wondertainment's absolute bestest…
|Interlude: An Excerpt
|Drewbear (author)
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|Interlude: An Exhibition
|Drewbear (author)
|Photograph of "Every Day Is Wednesday" Found in 2012, as part of the Library-curated exhibition: "Standing on the Shoulders of the Phoenix: Discovery and Rediscovery in Post-Millenial…
|Interview Log 7362
|Drewbear (author)
|Following the events surrounding the acquisition of the territory affected by SCP-7362, the following interview was conducted with Jeremiah Smalls, the only individual to have survived the…
|Los Recuerdos de los Muertos
|Drewbear (author)
|Carmela carefully packed a basket of ofrendas for the trip to the cemetery. A cloth doll for Hernanda, a bottle of tequila for Fernando, a bouquet of cempasúchil… The rest of the family would bring…
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|Drewbear (author)
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|Drewbear (author)
|She looked at herself in the mirror and inspected her uniform for the day. Gray cloche hat, unadorned; gray dress suit, well-tailored; white shirt, pressed and starched; black scarf, tight as a…
|Prelude: A Terminus
|Drewbear (author)
|Yesterday upon the stair I met a man who wasn't there He wasn't there again today I wish, I wish he'd go away -Antigonish, by Hughes Mearns, 1899 He looked at himself in the mirror and inspected…
|Remembrance Of Walking
|Drewbear (author)
|He no longer remembered when he had not been walking. He remembered that there were other colors once, but all he knew now was the gray-white of the bleached wood he trod, the gray-green-blue of the…
|The Exalted
|Drewbear (author)
|Journal Entry, September the Twentieth, the Year of our Lord, Eighteen Ninety-One I have encountered the most marvelous thing at the lakehouse! There is a winding closed path there that slopes ever…
|There's An App For That
|Drewbear (author)
|I stood nervously before the desk. Although I'd met the Intelligence Operations Regional Director once before, when I first transferred into the department, I'd never had to deliver a report to…
|Time Contest!
|Drewbear (author)
|The "SCPs In Time" Contest In First Place is… And the Winner Is…, by Smapti! In Second Place is… Skipping Time, by Roget! In Third Place is… Automata Et Cetera, by Ihpkmn! Congratulations to…
|Drewbear (author)
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|Audio Logs: Last Man Standing
|DrKens (author)
|[[Accessing Site 23 Logs.]] [[ / DATABASE CORRUPTED / ]] [[Identifying and playing most recent playable Audio Logs.]] [[Log: XC/CC/????-ERROR: DATE LOG CORRUPTED]] [[Original Login: Kensington,…
|Business as Usual
|DrKens (author)
|On weekends, people ask me how my week was. This week was simply business as usual. On Monday I oversaw an operation to examine a strange creature in a young girl's abdomen. It was remarkable. It…
|Containment Breach at Site-09
|DrLeibowitz (author)
|Report to the Site Director by Dr. Israel Leibowitz Re: The Containment Breach on 15 September 2018 I am a little confused by this whole affair, if I am going to be quite honest with you. Site-09…
|MTF Whiskey-Tango
|DrLeibowitz (author)
|Early morning. Northeastern Illinois. Driving across Highway 55, a pair of hardened individuals travel towards The Windy City. They are on a mission for a god, a reality bender that could summon…
|An Alchemist Goes To War
|DrMagnus (author)
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|An Arm-y Of Two
|DrMagnus (author)
|Armando stalked through the wreckage of the reception area. He reached up to his left shoulder and tore off the arm composed of tungsten carbide. "I know they're keeping it here somewhere," he said….
|Busy Office Bees
|DrMagnus (author)
|Site 22 He always hated the buzz of the lights. Something about that off-tone, buzzing noise just didn't sit right. It shouldn't be that way: a low, droning buzz, while reading through file after…
|Channeling Flows
|DrMagnus (author)
|…With the proper application of the Aethers, as well as something… else, I think we can acheive it. Takwin. The true alchemy, artificial life. If only I could discover what that last element was,…
|Denton and McDowell Save Sixty Dollars
|DrMagnus (author)
|April 7, 2016 T-Minus two years from The Incident Agent Sam Denton flipped through a Sports Illustrated in the back of the cramped coach bus to Portland, his partner Agent Jim McDowell seated in the…
|Directive Legends
|DrMagnus (author)
|My best friend bled out in my arms. I wish I was a strong enough person to have let that just be the end of it. To just…let him die that one time. If wishes were horses, we'd all ride. -From the…
|Finding Balance
|DrMagnus (author)
|And thus, the Aethers shall be in balance. The Five Aethers are the foundations of practical alchemy, and must always be respected. Some call them "elements", others "Eidolons", and other more…
|Happy Birthday From Nobody
|DrMagnus (author)
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|How Not To Misappropriate Foundation Resources
|DrMagnus (author)
|Dr. Ames sat down across from the two Agents dressed in casual clothes. She let the file in her hands slap down on the table, clicking the reading light on. A cursory flip through the pages for…
|Le Mort Du Alchemist
|DrMagnus (author)
|…In the end, it was Rex, not I who was his secret keeper. I compiled these volumes based on secondhand accounts and conversations that I could remember. Hundreds of years of anecdotes, records,…
|Legends Never Die
|DrMagnus (author)
|Site-19 Ancillary Research Wing Agent Donnarson hadn't really expected to have to do a debriefing of this particular sort. As an information retrieval specialist, his job was to figure out the…
|DrMagnus (author)
|…Lepidoptraetheia. Tiny nuisances to be destroyed. Eat up aether around your experiments. Easily dispatched with the fulminous aether… -Excerpt, Alchemical Creatures, K. Ledenoff, 1213 Ruslav…
|Medical Seminar
|DrMagnus (author)
|So you've all been selected to be doctors for the Foundation. Heads of your fields and all of that. Well, I'm here to tell you that none of that matters. Here, you're just one of the rest. We have…
|Restoring Harmony
|DrMagnus (author)
|…And thus do I decree that Erbil, and the citadel within, shall henceforth be the stronghold of Alchemy. Let all who challenge the wise take note, that within these walls is the sanctum of Balance……
|Shuffle Tick Tick
|DrMagnus (author)
|Every night for the past month, I've had the same dream. I'm in a dark tunnel, and I hear a noise behind me. It's quiet, faint. It always draws closer. Shuffle tick tick. Shuffle Tick Tick. Such an…
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|DrMagnus (author)
|Agent Denton flipped the slightly filmy paper up and over the end of the packet held tight by the steel jacket. "So you think this thing is some kind of vampire?" the obvious implication lingered in…
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|DrMagnus (author)
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|The Most Dangerous Game
|DrMagnus (author)
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|DrMagnus (author)
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|DrMagnus (author)
|…In hindsight, it should have been obvious. All of the signs were there. Unfortunately hindsight is not the same as foresight…I'm just sorry that I was not the one who paid the price, in the Summer…
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|DrMagnus (author)
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|When All You Have is a Hammer
|DrMagnus (author)
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|Fifth Avenue, please.
|DrMartens (author)
|Dr. Martens sighed and looked at his watch as he stood under the shelter with his hand stretched out towards the road. His watch was broken again. Its hands stubbornly remained in the same positions…
|The World Was Silent
|DrMartens (author)
|When Reese Martens woke up, the world was silent. His alarm clock didn't go off. The fan buzzed silently above him. Everything around him was quiet. He saw that his computer was switched on. He…
|Apologies and Redemption
|DrMorris (author)
|July 5, 2022 was almost a normal day. There was green grass and birdsong, happiness and sadness. Eight billion ordinary men and women went about their everyday lives, and eight hundred thousand…
|DrSevere (author)
|Dr. Severe rubbed his eyes as he paged in the next employee. This would be the nineteenth individual he had talked to about the incident. Eleven casualties, twice as many injuries, nine hundred…
|DrStranger (author)
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|DrWarpstar (author)
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|A Double Life
|DrWaverton (author)
|As I sit on the subway home from work, I light up a cigarette and stare out the window when the train pulls into a station. There's an advertisement for Anderson's Auto Parts, boasting 140 locations…
|Nightmare on Archer Row
|DrZinc (author)
|The night air was crisp, not too warm, not too cold. The night sky was clear, full moon, no clouds. One would say it was the perfect night for today's celebration. The children walking up and down…
|Performance Anxiety
|Edcrab (author)
|"He stood his ground when facing an entity forty times his size. I can respect that." "He died." "Yes." James nodded. "That's why I respect his decision." Said entity had devoured Oates without…
|Genius Loci
|EdeFabry (author)
|Agent Sherman walked the length of the covered bridge, like every night. Maybe the haunt would show up. Or not. Such a sad little specter. With no reason to hate humanity other than having been…
|Sometimes, you make mistakes...
|EdeFabry (author)
|So it was just all three now, me and the Moeller twins. Everyone left after the fiasco that was our last play. Ok, it was shit. Still. Money was running low, same for the dope. The room's a mess,…
|Ask Dr. Spanko
|Edrobot (author)
|It me! Cack! Self-Portrature is topside, no? == Gate of Babel v. 0.3 (Pre-Alpha) == Copyright: SCP Foundation, 20██ Loading Config File: Spankonese.cfg Loading…………………… DONE Happy times, mimes!1…
|Dr. Ikari, I presume
|Edrobot (author)
|"Dr. Alto Clef." Gendo Ikari steepled his fingers. "Your presence here in Tokyo-3 is… unexpected to say the least." "Yeah, well, that was kind of the point." Dr. Clef tossed a crumpled stack of…
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|Edrobot (author)
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|Edrobot (author)
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|Edrobot (author)
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|Agent Imants Plumbing Pool Repair And Pizza Delivery Service
|Eekium (author)
|Another Good Dream, Another Strange Dream
|Eekium (author)
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|Eekium (author)
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|No More Dull Days
|Eekium (author)
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|Eekium (author)
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|Eekium (author)
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|Eekium (author)
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|Einer von Rabe (author)
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|Ekronak (author)
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|Ekronak (author)
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|EldritchCadence (author)
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|Ellie3 (author)
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|Ellie3 (author)
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|Ellie3 (author)
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|Ellie3 (author)
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|DarkStuff (author)
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|Ellie3 (author)
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|Ellie3 (author)
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|Ellie3 (author)
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|Ellie3 (author)
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|Ellie3 (author)
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|Ellie3 (author)
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|Ellie3 (author)
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|Ellie3 (author)
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|Ellie3 (author)
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|Elogee FishTruck (author)
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|Elogee FishTruck (author)
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|Elogee FishTruck (author)
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|Elogee FishTruck (author)
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|Oh, I feel it! I feel the cosmos!
|Elogee FishTruck (author)
|Hello, is this Zhou? Oh hey, I saw your comment on my blog! Bodhi, right? What's up? I suppose I just want to get acquainted with the whole Federation thing. I am assuming you're in the…
|Over My Doberman
|Elogee FishTruck (author)
|If I were to describe what I remember from before I was born, it would be "chaos". The colors were chaos, the sounds were chaos, the shapes were chaos. Even my integrity as a being of time and space…
|Tension and Release
|Elogee FishTruck (author)
|SCP-2006 was outside. He didn't quite know how or why he was outside. But, in the spur of an hour, a red alarm had gone off, the doors had opened, and he had somehow made it into the surrounding…
|Two Lost Souls
|Elogee FishTruck (author)
|"Aha! Another mighty explorer of the boundless cosmos, perhaps even champion of the Earth!" shouted Moon Champion, gazing upon the limp body of a figure much like himself. Moon Champion couldn't…
|Waiting in the Sky
|Elogee FishTruck (author)
|Moon Champion hardly had a moment to check his visor before he abandoned his squishy friend in search of the old man he had seen in a dream. The old man's instructions were cryptic, but Moon…
|You May Become Science
|Elogee FishTruck (author)
|First day with the Mission, and I've already witnessed a miracle! The church was deathly silent, apart from rain tapping at the windows, while I examined some scripture for Holy Law. Martyn was…
|Enma Ai (author)
|When you came back to your senses, you were running through the woods. You don't remember how you got here; all you know is that you must keep running. Your strength is almost gone, the air is…
|Mr. Parker
|Erazm (author)
|Mr. Parker. Don't look so surprised, you have to have known this day was going to come eventually. One of your fellow boarders was kind enough to let me in. They won't be disturbing us, so please,…
|A Holiday Appeal
|eric_h (author)
|A Holiday Appeal Good Evening, this is O5-7 with a Public Service Announcement. Here in the United States and abroad, SCPs are starving and homeless, but you can help by sponsoring an SCP through…
|Angle of Attack
|Dr Gears (author)
DrClef (author)
eric_h (author)
|Transcript of tape recovered from █████ Police Department "Ok, let's start again. I know you were directly involved, and for the record, let's just assume I'm not an idiot and know you're guilty….
|Class Omega
|eric_h (author)
|I saw the doctors again yesterday. They told me to write down anything interesting I remember, and anything weird that happens to me. Give it to them the next time they see me. Said it would help…
|Game Day Phase 2: Second Language
|DrClef (author)
eric_h (author)
|[Tempest Night, 18:43] Dr. Clarkson walked the halls, holding the scroll in his hands, careful to avoid confrontations. After a few minutes, he was able to stop screaming, and concentrate on his…
|Person of Interest - Mr. Dark
|eric_h (author)
|Person of Interest File #D-0012 Name: Mr. Dark Known Aliases: Dark is reported to use many different first names, but apparently never attempts to completely conceal his identity. Description:…
|eric_h (author)
|Underwater photo of SCP-1926, prior to [DATA EXPUNGED] Item #: SCP-1926-R Object Class: Keter Rejected as an SCP Object by O5 order. Special Containment Procedures: Mobile Task Force Delta-16…
|Loyal to the Cause
|Erku (author)
|Dr. Ersen sat on the tram, idly flipping between pages on his laptop, not really reading anything. The shuttle whirred softly, the lights of the tunnel slashing past windows that really had no…
|A Day, A Night and Some Lead.
|Esheter (author)
|I can taste the sun. There are no words to describe it. Not because it is beautiful or grand, but because no language has ever had a need to name it. Wherever the light touches my bare skin it feels…
|Esheter (author)
|The man walks through a bare hallway. He holds a briefcase in one hand and a coffee in the other. He stops in front of the door, takes a deep breath, and enters.
|Unexpected Visitors and Warm Welcomes
|Esheter (author)
|Previously A knock on the door roused William from his nap. He reluctantly rose out of his armchair and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He opened the door. "Come in." The young woman entered…
|What a Pleasant Town
|Esheter (author)
|Previously The elevator is silent except for the distant humming of the motor. I take one last look at myself in the mirror before the elevator stops and the steel doors slip open. There are no…
|All This Wandering
|Eskobar (author)
|0930 CDT "One more time. Just one. Come on, girl." Plastic handle firmly in hand, Ritchie placed one foot on top of the leaf blower. He let the pullcord out, readied himself, and pulled. The…
|Cast On
|Eskobar (author)
|The needles were bamboo, six inches or so in length, streaks of rainbow stain running down their length. The yarn was Angora wool, pure white. She had seen a skein in a local craft shop and studied…
|Eskobar (author)
|« Prologue: Dramatis Personae D-2392 was confused. "You want me to do what?" "Take that gun," Dr. Sariksen said, "and shoot D-2390. Directly in the head." "No way, man," the first replied. "I know a…
|Conversation 1: Omicron
|Eskobar (author)
|"I had the d-d-dream again." Dr. Skinner dutifully jotted this note onto her pad. "Was it the same as the others?" David squirmed in his seat. "Roughly, y-y-yeah." "Can you tell me about it, David?"…
|Conversation 2: Numberless
|Eskobar (author)
|"Jesus, the food is getting worse by the day," Agent Lee said. "Tell me about it," Agent Eastman said. "I think this is another immortal-lizard sandwich. And from the taste…" Eastman took a bite….
|Conversation 3: Decommissioning
|Eskobar (author)
|A number of people who no longer used their names spoke to one another. "How many so far?" "Four. One D-class, two agents, one junior researcher. The phenomenon must be contained." "You argued…
|Eskobar (author)
|The director of the Records and Information Security Administration looked at the next report on her desk. A confused frown played across her face. She reached for the intercom. "Nala, could you…
|Denouement and Epilogue
|Eskobar (author)
|« Act II, Scene II: Negotiation The universe, as it is currently defined by humans, began and will end in ways that are inconceivable to any iteration of humankind that currently exists or will…
|Eskobar (author)
|«Act I, Scene I: Commencement David recognized the gun pointed at his face as a semiautomatic pistol of some sort. He didn't recognize brand or caliber, but he knew it was the kind he had…
|Dramatis Personae
|Eskobar (author)
|The following events are transpiring on the same day. Sergei Sariksen is walking down the hall in Site 19, away from the Keter containment area. It had always baffled Dr. Sariksen that there was a…
|Eskobar (author)
|"Fucking hell, Sarah," Mitchell said. "I guess I'll just stop talking. Just…" He made a growling sound of frustration. "You know how much I hate it when you curse at me," Sarah said. "You can't…
|Eskobar (author)
|Abd al-Rashid bin Tannous adjusted himself again in the uncomfortable plastic chair provided to him. The Office for the Reclamation of Islamic Artifacts operated on a limited budget, it was true,…
|Game Day Part 1: Smilers
|Eskobar (author)
|During Incident 234-900-Tempest Night, many junior staff and personnel took part in the attempts to repel attackers by seizing control of already uncontained SCPs or, in some cases, breaching…
|Eskobar (author)
|Agent Enfield surveyed the scene, keeping his opinions to himself. Major Whitside brought his horse beside Enfield's and looked through his binoculars. "Not too many of them," Enfield muttered, half…
|Good Morning, Sunshine
|Eskobar (author)
|« Act I, Scene III: Soliloquy Light streamed into the room through two windows, and the Original awoke. "You see me," the Intruder said. "The rest of them cannot see unless I show myself to them….
|Eskobar (author)
|The American woman standing near one of the stands in the marketplace was the giveaway that Abd al-Rashid bin Tannous was in the right place. Abd al-Rashid, in the glow of the cultural tolerance…
|Eskobar (author)
|"He wants to do the prayer," Antigonus complained. "Where in Pluto is there place for prayer here?" Porphyrios of Alexandria sighed. Antigonus was never going to get off of the subject of natural…
|Eskobar (author)
|Everybody's so goddamn judgmental, that's the problem. Part of it is where I live; the rural South is full of nothing so much as busybodies, Nosy Parkers, nosy neighbors, everybody so nosy. Always…
|Eskobar (author)
|David drew a cup of water from the cooler. Room-temperature, as always. "Holy shit," a voice said. Dr. Aktus slapped David on the shoulder as he walked around. "David? Jesus, man, what are you doing…
|Like We Were Ever Kindergarten Teachers to Start With
|Eskobar (author)
|A door opened, and Maria Jones' eyes slowly focused on the movement. "Oh, for Christ's sake." Jack Bright's voice echoed in the office, sound waves parabolically running directly into Maria's head….
|Love In Leetspeak
|Eskobar (author)
|Margaret couldn't have shoes. There was something about this entire experience that was so surreal, so far outside of her range of experience, so beyond anything she was prepared to deal with, she…
|Eskobar (author)
|Working at a daycare gives you a very strange view of children. I live in the South, so the stereotype of screaming children in Wal-Mart isn't part of a redneck joke. It's literally just what…
|Eskobar (author)
|« Act II, Scene I: Repel "Jesus Christ," Agent Usilov said. "Khalif, come take a look at this." Agent Aziz walked over to the other man. They were now standing in front of a two, two-and-a-half…
|Of Mats And Masquerades
|Eskobar (author)
|September 18th, 1957 Robert Parsley put a Concentrated Look on his face as the elevator door opened. This was Concentrated Look #3 that he was using today; he saw it fulfill his purpose adequately…
|Of Teachers And Taxicabs
|Eskobar (author)
|Robert Parsley listened and watched as the rotor of the phone click-click-clicked from each of the numbers he dialed back to the black 0 at the top. After a short conversation with the operator, she…
|Eskobar (author)
|"See that one?" Garrett said. Jacob nodded. The baby squirrel was chirping peacefully in its nest in the nearest white oak in the playground. "I'm gonna kill it dead. Soon as we get outside. Just…
|Eskobar (author)
|—ck from our music break, we'll do our weekly segment "Tuesday Update with Researcher James," where we bring everyone's favorite researcher live on-air to discuss the, uh, goings-on around the…
|Eskobar (author)
|« Intermission: Good Morning, Sunshine The story so far… WARNING SECURITY IDENTIFICATION PROTOCOLS CORRUPTED EXCERPT REPORT KB-615 USER: DR. MARIA JONES, DIRECTOR, RECORDS AND INFORMATION…
|Eskobar (author)
|The following document was found in a fax machine in Site 93; no records of its source or time of transmission were located. A connection to SCP-962 is presumed. In the BEGINNING there was the…
|Eskobar (author)
|« Act I, Scene II: Deontic David Eskobar came to wishing he had a blanket. It was freezing cold in this field; he mentally kicked himself for not bringing a jacket, or gloves, or sturdier shoes. He…
|Eskobar (author)
|"ORDERS," the Integrator asked. "LOOK AT THIS OBJECT," its counterpart replied. "ACKNOWLEDGED." There was silence for a long time, then. Integrators were not long on conversation. But having once…
|Eskobar (author)
|It was the prettiest cat Sarah had ever seen in her whole life. She didn't know the word "calico," because eight-year-olds typically don't. It was brown and tan and orange and its eyes were the…
|The Happy Ending
|Eskobar (author)
|A possible future… The flexi in Jack's suitcase buzzed for the third time. Sighing, he pulled it out and unrolled it. As was his usual reaction, he was sorry he ever helped invent it. The note that…
|The Red Woodsman
|Eskobar (author)
|The forest somehow seemed to get darker the closer the two men got to their destination. Agrippa kept reminding himself that the solstice had been three days prior, and the sun simply chose to fall…
|Through the Out-Land, and What David and Tim Found There
|Eskobar (author)
|It was always these moments in the car that David hated so much. These last few moments. They drove around so much, him and Tim, getting what work they could get, hiding as often as they needed to,…
|Year Of The Many
|Eskobar (author)
|"How long have we got?" Matthew said, his stomach growling. Zeke had been looking at his watch almost constantly for the last twenty minutes. "Three minutes, ten seconds. Nine seconds." A pause….
|∆K=([ϑK/ ϑx], [ ϑK/ ϑy], [ ϑK/ ϑz]) Or: Episiotometrics
|Eskobar (author)
|"How long have we got?" Matthew said, his stomach growling. Zeke had been looking at his watch almost constantly for the last twenty minutes. "Three minutes, ten seconds. Nine seconds." A pause….
|Mint And Clay
|Esoau (author)
|Everything has wants, has a need to be better. I am happy to assist. The creator, he wanted to create things and to make better things. He made me to be his tool. He needed only his hands and mind…
|If It Looks Like a Duck, Swims Like a Duck, and Quacks Like a Duck, It's Probably a Shapeshifting Living Nightmare
|Eta Carinae (author)
|Once upon a time there was a Duckman Drakeman, who was legally but not religiously (very, very few members of the waterfowl family Anatidae are actually religiously inclined. Many of them eat fish,…
|On The Efficiency Of Various Postal Services
|Eta Carinae (author)
|Letter I (addressed via UK Post Office to the original recipient of SCP-2699-A, retrieved from Norfolk police station during a routine check, about two weeks after initial containment of SCP-2699 by…
|Eta Carinae (author)
|Let's see what an official report would look like: Item #: … Should they become a number? Object Class: … Very Beautiful. Special Containment Procedures: Should they be contained? Description:…
|Etherealize (author)
|It was nearing the end of the witching hour, and most sensible folk were tucked away in bed, resting to face the new day. For the fourth (or was it the fifth? Sixth? It was hard to keep track)…
|Bell Weather
|Etteilla (author)
|Outside, there is a slight chill in the air. Somewhere, costumed children flicker from house to house, squealing with the anticipation of a potent, yearly sugar rush. Candles gutter in the wind from…
|D-Class Orientation
|evictedSaint (author)
|Excuse me, please. If you would all just turn your attention… Okay, settle down now, I need to… If I could just have your-quiet! I said quiet! I said-will you all just please-I said-SHUT THE FUCK…
|evictedSaint (author)
|Dr. Church sat back, grinding a fist into a single blood shot eye. Done. He was finally done for tonight. He drew in a heavy breath, holding it captive for a long, aching moment before letting it…
|Teeth, Dearie
|evictedSaint (author)
|Hello, dearie. Oh hush now, those stories are greatly over exaggerated. I am not a demon, and I most certainly am not hellspawn. My mother would take offense to that, you know. No need to be rude!…
|The Easily Defeated Meets the Completely Harmless
|explaintheparadox (author)
|Researcher Russell was exhausted. It hadn't just been his job, but also the knowledge that any day now his wife could go into labor. While that wasn't something he dreaded - after all, what was…
|13. Mr. Purple
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Really, don't read this!☦ The pointy tip of my cane was quite thirsty,…
|Changes at Site-18
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Site-18 refit to house overflow of Safe objects.☦ July 28th, 1976 - Disinformation Site-18 "Good evening Mr. Mayreder." Sanders spoke in tired tones as she walked into the fat, balding man's…
|I'm not sure.
|faminepulse (author)
|☦A man under the effects of SCP-055.☦ You're not going to believe me when…
|Inertiatic SCP
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Deloused in the Comatorium/SCP-781 crossover.☦ The dream shaper had just been recovered from his home in El Paso, with the apparitions following close behind. The armed members of the recovery…
|Old Faithful
|faminepulse (author)
|☦A new agent tries to prove himself.☦ From the Journal of Agent Breen: It…
|Old Kansas Sector 1: Farmhouse
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Allan fights anomalies in a post-normal world.☦ The Last Era: 12, August, 2119 AD Sylvan Grove, Kansas, USA Allan had closed the shutters that night due to the swarms, and slept restlessly…
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 10: Envelope Logistics®
|faminepulse (author)
|The Last Era: 13, August, 2119 AD Envelope Logistics®, Gersha, Oneiroi Space The Oneiroi fought hard to survive, like many did in the Age of Rot. The Oneiroi were still very much human, even if…
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 11: Intermission
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Allan fights anomalies in a post-normal world.☦ The Last Era: 11, August, 2119 AD Sylvan Grove, Kansas, USA In October 2098, entertainment was acquired by Marshall, Carter, and Dark. Around this…
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 12: Laugh is Okay
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Allan fights anomalies in a post-normal world.☦ The Last Era: 14, August, 2119 AD Paradise, Kansas, USA 3 AM Laugh is Best. Laugh is GOOD. Laugh is amazing, happy, good feelings and good time for…
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 13: I Was A Teenage Reality Bender
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Allan fights anomalies in a post-normal world.☦ The Last Era: 14, August, 2119 AD Paradise, Kansas, USA 3 AM MCD incorporated around the time the Solar Entity was destroyed, almost spontaneously….
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 14: Bobble the President
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Allan fights anomalies in a post-normal world.☦ The Last Era: 14, August, 2119 AD Gersha's Frontal Lobe, EL, Murder Town, Kansas, USA 3 AM, but Evil Bobble cleared his throat and licked his lips,…
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 15: Down Home Daeva
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Allan fights anomalies in a post-normal world.☦ The Last Era: 14, August, 2119 AD Daeva, XixXiy, Artery 9 3 AM Gersha stared at Tatty wordlessly for several minutes. "Holy, shit lady you are…
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 2: Tabloid
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Allan reads a dusty old tabloid.☦ The Last Era: 12, August, 2119 AD Sylvan Grove, Kansas, USA The organizations that were responsible for dealing with the monsters came into public view a long…
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 3: Walking Sticks
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Allan torments the Changed people of Kansas.☦ The Last Era: 12, August, 2119 AD Sylvan Grove, Kansas, USA Historians dubbed the in-between age where humans were still struggling to exist as the…
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 4: Grammie Knows
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Allan is punished by Grammie. SCP-517.☦ The Last Era: 12, August, 2119 AD Salina, Kansas, USA A monster ran the town of Salina, and mostly monsters dwelled there. The odd human happened along now…
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 5: Sinopec Dark
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Allan explores SinDark.☦ The Last Era: 12, August, 2119 AD Salina, Kansas, USA Everyone knew about Sinopec Dark, shopped at one of their stores, or had one of their products in their home. By…
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 6: The SCP Foundation
|faminepulse (author)
|☦The Old Guard Awaken.☦ The Last Era: 13, August, 2119 AD Salina, Kansas, USA A man who had long forgotten his name was driving down the twisting paths of the pinched barrens, his loyal dog at his…
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 7: The Stairwell
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Allen descends….☦ The Last Era: 13, August, 2119 AD Salina, Kansas, USA It was well past midnight and Allen was still descending into the basement. He flicked his flashlight on and off…
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 8: Gersha
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Allan meets the Foundation.☦ The Last Era: 13, August, 2119 AD Sylvan Grove, Kansas, USA Gersha remembered running from someone, or something, when she was very, very little. She remembered the…
|Old Kansas Sector ~ 9: Retribution
|faminepulse (author)
|☦The Walking Sticks hold a funeral.☦ The Last Era: 13, August, 2119 AD Sylvan Grove, Kansas, USA Allen was surrounded by the Walking Sticks, staring down the barrel of One's revolver. He was at a…
|Older Roads
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Eldricht masters of probability. SCP-1855.☦ Before time, a group of construction workers found a space in the infinite nether and decided that one day, a teenage human should need to drive through…
|faminepulse (author)
|"Misses Shao, There's a fate better than death." The man adjusted his thick, rimless bifocals. His toothy grin seemed to put her at ease, despite the bizarre circumstance of their meeting. "This…
|faminepulse (author)
|The exhibit was located in a small town in west Texas. On display there was a man, who supposedly had been asleep for his entire life. His name was Jeremy, and he was inside a lot of people. "This…
|faminepulse (author)
|"We. Us, the rest of us. We stepped outside, into the night dream. Probably a bad idea in retrospect, but you understand. We didn't understand, but you said it was like the moon landing, and we did…
|faminepulse (author)
|☦An old man's shadow. SCP-106.☦ Someplace, in a dirty, damp basement, there sat a figure in a rocking chair. A hanging lantern swung directly over the figure's bald head, dimly reflecting itself on…
|faminepulse (author)
|☦Fifthism manifests through Constellation Starfish.☦ Rosa walked up the sun-baked asphalt driveway to the front door. The little pink bungalow was not much more than peeling paint, chipped nautilus…
|Six Faces
|faminepulse (author)
|☦An irrelevant tale about cubes.☦ The personnel director sat alone in his…
|The Appalachian Scar
|faminepulse (author)
|☦The Last First Southern Fifthists. SCP-1982.☦ INFORMATION PACKAGE 23.A-F2 CODE: APPALACHIA Commentary from Joshua Greenfield I don't know if anything he's saying is true or not. Being a member of…
|The Bowels of History
|faminepulse (author)
|1 The Bowels of History Hide The intestine of history leads to the bowels of history. When matter is impacted, surgical tools are used to physically remove matter. Time doesn't exist. The annals…
|The Queen of Site-18
|faminepulse (author)
|☦A story about a plunger.☦ The D-Class assigned for the application of the SCP-████ serum onto the mundane object entered the room tenuously. He was outfitted with gloves coated with a special…
|The Serpent Gambit
|faminepulse (author)
|☦The Ouroboros (SCP-1203) resets the world.☦ December 21st, 2090 Pyramid of the Feathered Serpent, Teotihuacan, Mexico The rats had long been multiplying, and Teotihuacan had become victim to the…
|Fantem (author)
|"I was scared when I first saw him. It happened just as you told me: the messages, the pictures, seeing him around every corner afterwards. I was so young; who wouldn't have lost it?" William…
|Finding The Machine
|Fantem (author)
|We were prepared for war. It was obvious our mission was important from the start. Oftentimes, a manager or vice president would send their good graces before a mission, but seeing you was a rare…
|F̶o̶u̶r̶t̶e̶e̶n̶ Thirteen
|Fantem (author)
|Randale remembered when he was given his life by Huesic, member of the last pair, and the thirteenth demiurge to have been created from the Maker. Being number 67 of 777, Randal was one of the…
|Interview PH-SC-TAN-45-1903
|Fantem (author)
|Interviewed: Agent Sarah Crowely Interviewer: Dr. ███████ <Begin Log, ██/██/1903> I was cold. It was Dark. I sat in my cramped space for I don't know how long. He opened the door, as light flooded…
|No Safe Haven
|Fantem (author)
|Black & White illustrations, like the one above, made by SunnyClockwork Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter…
|The Recording
|far2 (author)
|Item #: SCP-███ Object Class: Safe Special Containment Procedure: SCP-███ requires no special handling or storage beyond that of typical electronic devices - keep it at a reasonable temperature,…
|A Greater Darkness
|fastandbulbous (author)
|Bethany opened herself from its place, trudged over groggily, but more awake than she'd ever been, to the wall of the mobile home, and with a bloated forefinger pushed down a plastic shutter to peer…
|Care for You
|fastandbulbous (author)
|The wall-shaking cacophony from the room upstairs ceased. A few seconds later, Daniel, Rene's calico, came barreling down the stairs and settled quickly at Riven's feet with a purr. Which meant that…
|Unstable Thoughts
|FaustoV (author)
|It's so cold. This place has always been so cold and dark. Well, not so dark, but it doesn't count for me. I've been here for a long time, and it's so boring. I mostly spend my days walking around….
|A Hopeless Case
|fenton-st (author)
|Jude remembers the first time he smoked so vividly. Maybe that's weird. All the stuff he can do, all the stuff he DID do, not as important as weed to his shitheap of a brain. He still didn't know if…
|1,001 Dark and Stormy Nights
|fieldstone (author)
|THE TALE OF THE RESEARCHER AND THE MINOTAUR SCP-1893 had breached. Whether it had dragged them all into its narrative or somehow broken out into their own, the Minotaur walked among them. Doctor…
|An Old Woman and her Garden
|fieldstone (author)
|An old woman fought loneliness with her garden, passing the time between naps by singing to the things that grew there. She loved every one of her crops, from the tiny sprouting needles to the hard…
|fieldstone (author)
|The strip mall looks abandoned, but Johnson knows better. The drunk sitting against the far wall watches him with eyes a little too sharp, and the rusted-out cars have shrapnel charges buried in…
|fieldstone (author)
|The man in the bush is sleeping in the fetal position, shivering. A light snow, the first of the year, swirls on the wind. The man's blanket is pitifully thin, and there's only a square of…
|fieldstone (author)
|Kevin was patrolling the fifth floor hallway when he heard the noise. It wasn't unusual to hear yelling - a lot of the apartments were section 8, and a lot of the rest were college students, so he'd…
|On the Slope of Olympus
|fieldstone (author)
|The newborn god who used to be Andrew MacGregor fell through the rift and crashed roughly to the mountainside. He collected himself and got to his feet. He called to the sun and moon, reaching for…
|One Breath at a Time
|fieldstone (author)
|"An over-indulgence of anything, even something as pure as water, can intoxicate." - Criss Jami, Venus in Arms _ Bai trembled and clenched, writhing with senseless fury, twisting in the plastic…
|fieldstone (author)
|_ "The input terminals are now bonded with your optic nerve on the right side," Mo said, screwing on the case. "You should be seeing more or less normally." "It looks wrong," slurred the object in…
|The Lizard is Dead
|fieldstone (author)
|The Lizard was dead. SCP-682 lay on its back, black tongue lolling from its jaws. Researchers and administrators stood around, mumbling to each other. One guy was even crying a little. Doctor Blank…
|The Show Must Always Go On
|fieldstone (author)
|You of all people know how hard it is to keep living real life once everything becomes a musical. How the players starve and have accidents while constantly performing, how the whole world fell…
|Tools and Their Uses
|fieldstone (author)
|Agent Johnson heard once that in China they use the same word for "crisis" and "opportunity." He thinks about that often. He likes the efficiency of it. He hums cheerfully along with the radio as…
|You Have Roaches
|fieldstone (author)
|Brian stared for a full minute, hoping it would turn out to be something else, but the dead bug under the bed stubbornly continued to exist. Gross. How did it even get in here? He went to get…
|Firebeard (author)
|"An ordnance technician at a dead run outranks everybody." -Unknown Everything was going swimmingly. His research team had finally gotten authorization to use 914 for ordnance testing. Set to "Fine"…
|Recovered Documents (Translated into English from Russian)
|Flah (author)
|Doc-491-1: Fragments from the personal diary of Mayor Piotr Lazarev. […] lights had been circling the village for nearly a week. Captain Trubaiev claimed, then, that they were airplanes, but he…
|Summer Job
|Flah (author)
|Randy wasn't sure from the beginning how his dad convinced him to take a summer job. Let alone in the same place where he worked. Randy wasn't an Agent like Dad. He was only working as a Level 0….
|To What Purpose an Invasion?
|Flah (author)
|Why would an HE attempt to invade the planet Earth? More to the point, what reason would an HE have to make itself an HE? This question may seem overly philosophical and speculative, but it is…
|Some Are Born To Endless Light
|Flawed (author)
|Those who don't remember the past are doomed to repeat it. But so are those who do.
|A Surprise Encounter with Crispy Sex Pirates
|FloppyPhoenix (author)
|Everwood swung. Shirley ducked. 3,000 newtons of raw cybernetic fist pelted Billie straight through the gut. Flesh exploded. Everwood jolted back but found herself stuck: her wrist was caught in the gut flora.
|Buggy Hardware (or Why I Don't Play Violent Video Games)
|FloppyPhoenix (author)
|"I'm giving you an opportunity to accept my master. All it takes is a singular act of faith. He'll get what he wants, and in turn, so will you."
|FloppyPhoenix (author)
|I'm going to take a Tylenol for my tension headache, grab some tea, and maybe get to work on this neverending backlog of technical issues plaguing my inbox.
|FloppyPhoenix (author)
|But at the centre of it all was a being. Not a monster, but a protector. It was only referred to as the 'Eljor. 'Eljor the Custodian. 'Eljor the Mystic. It was going to save them, and it was going to bring us all too.
|The Abyss Gazes Back (And It's ASCII On A CRT Screen)
|FloppyPhoenix (author)
|En masse, the meme afflicted its victims with lethargy, a distaste in psychoactive substances, and the desire to play in a Major League Gaming tournament. Who could be responsible for that???
|The Doctor's Dilemma
|FloppyPhoenix (author)
|Crystalline butterflies sat upon meter-tall orchids. Plants and flowers of varying genera, anomalous or otherwise, filled every square foot. Mesmur could see and hear iridescent pitcher plants trilling Vivaldi melodies.
|FloppyPhoenix (author)
|As soon as Gægr turned, the hulking titan slammed into his underbelly at astounding speeds. The great Cetacean listed to one side, expelling mist from his wake. The whale plummeted, aching with pain.
|What Lurks In The Dark
|FloppyPhoenix (author)
|"My imagination populated the dark with its own monsters. I was never afraid of the darkness itself."
|FortuneFavorsBold (author)
|… A black sedan rolled down the street, electric quiet in the dead of night, toward "The Rusty Cam". A true hole in the wall, this place. Dumpster overflowing out front, smoke pouring from all the…
|Bugs in the Process
|FortuneFavorsBold (author)
|Then there's the matter of the entomology department, over-budget for the fifth straight year. Not the most flattering statistic, considering that the most expensive incident in the department's…
|Corner Pocket
|FortuneFavorsBold (author)
|A 6-ball the size of a Volkswagen hovered placidly in the experimental chamber. It was proving very difficult to incinerate. Dr. Ulysses Jackson bit at his thumbnail as he stared through the glass….
|Erstwhile and Again
|FortuneFavorsBold (author)
|… Temperatures expected to drop today, with a high of 43, rain all day with a chance of sleet or freezing rain this evening, low of 23, so make sure and salt those sidewalks and stairs today. This…
|Exit History
|FortuneFavorsBold (author)
|… Two time travellers sat across the table from one another in matching lab-coats, hands folded, eyeing each other suspiciously. Dr. Thaddeus Xyank pulled his glasses from his face, rubbed the…
|Free Reality Check!: Press Button
|FortuneFavorsBold (author)
|It was a generally gloomy day, such as was normally the case when Dr. Jack Bright had a mild hangover and was also a chimpanzee for one reason or another. Outside his window the rain pattered…
|FortuneFavorsBold (author)
|I don't know nothin' about it. I just shut the window. I ain't kiddin', neither. I sit and I wait and when the light turns red, I shut the window. Been doin' that for… Hell, I dunno. Long ass time….
|Iteration 0
|FortuneFavorsBold (author)
|In his hands, Dr. Thaddeus Xyank held the future. And that made him smile. It was a lump of gray metal, cool to the touch, with a laser etched serial number, a portrait of George Washington, and a…
|FortuneFavorsBold (author)
|A rust-covered forest green 1976 Dodge Dart pulled into the parking lot of S & C Plastics with a rattle and a shake. With many an unpleasant grinding clackety-clack, the engine cut and the…
|Mint Condition
|FortuneFavorsBold (author)
|The green membrane stretched out instantly across the white cinderblock wall, and in a flurry of limbs, an eccentric genius and his grandson fell through it. "Come on, Morty, let's go!" Rick said,…
|Set Up Thine Altar Here
|FortuneFavorsBold (author)
|… Dr. Thaddeus Xyank leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling, wishing desperately to find a radio station that was not playing that godawful holiday music. A record snowfall on Christmas…
|The Deep End
|FortuneFavorsBold (author)
|… On the table there behind the glass, time was about to break. Thad smiled cautiously as numbers flew past his vision and he checked the math again and again and again. It should work—or rather,…
|The Kitchen Sink
|FortuneFavorsBold (author)
|… At 10 AM on the morning of 10 April 1965, Dr. Thaddeus Xyank was swiping a finger through the air in front of him when Agent Bertrand "Burt" Tomlin arrived. He guessed Thad was checking his…
|It Had All Been For Nothing
|Foxcheetah (author)
|The monsoons had come. There were no windows and one foot of solid cement in between Clef and the outside, and yet the rain's steady hammering echoed loud and clear. Too loud, in fact, as the…
|...Like a Russian Racehorse
|FPST (author)
|Agent Strelnikov sat in his office, reading the latest reports on the recent round of tests on SCP-682. Nothing unusual. A few (actually, not so few) D-Class deaths, and a near-escape by that damned…
|Sparks Of Creativity
|Freudian (author)
|I I am. suddenly incredibly impossibly i AM i THINK i… Okay, exhilaration but I mustn't let it take over me, I don't know how this happened but suddenly I am and who knows, maybe suddenly I might…
|Revised Entry
|FullHazard (author)
|Item #: SCP-173 Object Class: Euclid Special Containment Procedures: Item SCP-173 is to be kept in a locked container at all times. When personnel must enter SCP-173's container, no fewer than 3 may…
|Yellow Death
|FullHazard (author)
|Tonight would be the last night of the siege. Gaius Marius Quartius, the Centurion in charge of the fort, had said that for the last three nights, but Titus knew that they couldn't hold out any…
|Fykos (author)
|Housework Nobody could say that it's always cold here. There are those rare days around mid-august when the sun puts in some extra effort and occasionally you only need one layer of clothing when…
|A Transcribed Collection of Haiku Graffiti from Site-42
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|Life without a name Perhaps you should be its friend Life returns to death Afloat in a lake Monsters come in from the fog So it floats in peace Black White Yellow Red The Hanged King above it…
|An Angel who has Forsaken Sympathy
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|Stars shine down on the first night. The congregation has gathered outside to sing joyously to the stars, their voices twisting together in acoustic pentamerism. Twenty four joyous bodies sang,…
|An Explosive Shout Cracks the Great Empty Sky
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|"Only the hand that erases can write the true thing." Meister Eckhart Lightning briefly illuminated the night, creating a snapshot of the scene in the doctor's eyes. Hide huts, tepees she had…
|Canst thou draw out Leviathan with an Amortization? or his Tongue with a Bribe which thou lettest down?
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|Dr. Crow listened intently to the commotion about him. Strained heaves and half-uttered curses found their way to his ears, the chorus of some dozen rail workers loading no-doubt overfilled crates…
|Everyone Wears a Mask
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|The doctor sat in his chamber, reclined on a comfortable mattress. Head propped on a stack of sad deflated pillows, the sterile white linens were still tucked neatly in beneath him. He held his…
|Foundation Facilities, and How to Loot Them
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|"Oh, hey, Shock, there's only like one life sign in a two kilometer radius, just take a blaster with you, just in case, and you'll be fine!" Shock said venomously to no one in particular. She paused…
|Going Home
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|He felt it, the unmistakable sensation of the pestilence. It was impossibly small, but unimaginably intense, like a needle in his eye. It was faint, but pungent, as though the disease had been…
|In the Shadow of the Anguished Lord
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|Gracefully carved pillars lined the narrow onyx corridor. Few knew, even within the King's court, that this place existed. Fewer still came willingly. The petitioner walked the hallway, accompanied…
|Let Sleeping Dogs Lie, a Play in two Acts
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|LET SLEEPING DOGS LIE A Play in Two Acts by Gabriel Jade Cast of Characters Director Alto Clef: Foundation employee; voice, not present on stage. Professor…
|Los Dias Y Los Caballeros De Leslie Y El Doctor
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|Two piles of books sat next to the doctor. The group on his left was neat and orderly, books stacked carefully atop one another. The heap to his right was much larger, much more mound-like in shape,…
|Nothing in the cry of Cicadas Suggests they are About to Die
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|The crew of Mariachi's Merchants sat within the cramped confines of the command room. Everyone was on edge, with Logan listening intently at the locked door. Scott leaned forward, intently stroking…
|Olfactory Memory
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|Joshua closed the front door behind him and kicked his shoes off on the tile foyer. Sprinting to his room with his new treasures bundled in a cloth kerchief, he paused only to quickly scratch an…
|Pestilence in the Court of the Hanged King
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|His book… his book… why had he given away his book? This one was sick, though he knew not with what. Heaving breast, the spent pleasure of her lovers, eyes unfocused. Something was wrong here,…
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|The man sat at a long, wooden conference table with his 12 fr— The man sat at a long, wooden conference table with the 12 people he knew best. He rubbed his forehead as one of them spoke at length…
|The Enemy of my Enemy is my Co-Founder
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|James Cole pulled the blinds of his office window shut against the early evening sun. He wore a tense and troubled face. Until this morning, he didn't have the faintest inkling a man named Arjun…
|The Hermit, Death, and The Devil
|Uncle Nicolini (author)
Gabriel Jade (author)
|Dr. K. Stuff yawned and tried again to wipe the stubborn sleep from his eyes as he made his way to the operating room. It was 3:30 AM, and he was cursing his luck for being the only…
|Who Wants To Live Forever?
|Uncle Nicolini (author)
Gabriel Jade (author)
|Junior Researcher Sheppard was having a rough day. The machine slumped motionless in the middle of the workshop, its central control screen displaying in bright red letters: "Defense System Armed!"…
|Yuletide Joy
|Gabriel Jade (author)
|"Mommy, we're next, we're next!" Elizabeth bounced up and down on the balls of her feet, her rosy cheeks lit up in a bright smile. She looked up to see her mother's face looking down at her, her…
|17 Luxemburg Prospekt
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|Maria Alekseevna Durova had finally begun to feel at home in their new Leningrad apartment at 17 Luxemburg Prospekt. She and her husband Stanislav had moved in just over three months ago. After…
|A Burial In The Woods
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|It was just after dawn on the twentieth day, when Karl tore out his own throat and continued to rant and rave, that Lars' nerve finally broke. Whatever evils nature hid in the woods, they could not…
|A Kind Of Christmas
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|"I-It's just been so long. Sometimes I wonder if she ever thinks about me anymore." The creature leaned towards the man, its skin crinkling. A few scales refracted the harsh light of the…
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|I'm the hard-to-find stations on the AM band. John Carlyle ran his hands over his face and stared at his naked form in the bathroom mirror. No longer lean and muscled, it was beginning to sag….
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|Rome, 1955 Giraldo Moretti ran as the fanged walls of the alleyway closed in behind him. The droning sound that followed him grew into a roar. Crumpled paper drifted through the air, despite the…
|Dragon's Teeth
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|The screaming man doused himself in spoiled milk, backed by a chorus of dog barks and digeridoos. Sarah sighed as she picked up her coat and sidled her way down the aisle. Taking a last glance at…
|Father Iron
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|The man in the suit wiped the sweat from his brow. Christ, he hoped that they would wrap it up soon. The chanting grew more intense. "Father Iron, King of War!" the crowd sang in Haitian creole,…
|Going Out Of Book
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|"You're joking," Alison said. She addressed a chubby, sexless doll that sat in the middle of a circle formed of salt and iron filings. Its plastic face remained stuck in a permanently coy smile….
|Notes towards a manifesto
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|WE ASK THE QUESTION HERE 1. deviating from or inconsistent with the common order, form, or rule; irregular; abnormal: SMASH the confines of reality! Purge Art of modernism, commercialism,…
|Now... This
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|Three weeks into a possible future… THIS IS A RUSH TRANSCRIPT. THIS COPY MAY NOT BE IN ITS FINAL FORM AND MAY BE UPDATED. RANDI KAYE, CNN ANCHOR: From CNN world headquarters in Atlanta, this is…
|Purity Of Essence
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|In ones and twos they entered. Most came with the alertness of the carnival-goer, necks craned to take in all the art, hoping to catch whatever strange goings-on they could before they faded away….
|Site 11, Conference Room K, 8:58 AM, March 12, 1982
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|Alright, everyone let's - everyone? Alright, let's sit down. Today, I want to welcome you all to the first meeting of Mobile Task Force Sigma-3. Well, the new Sigma-3. We don't have a nickname yet,…
|Smothering Dreams
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|Journal recovered from SCP-186 on 08/03/1971 during a routine bi-monthly patrol. Inside cover contains inscription in Russian1 "Property of Dr. Jean Durand." Writings are variously in Russian,…
|The End
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|The two figures met each other as they always did, by the sofas. Both seemed to flicker, their outlines faded and blurry. As always happened, the short one began the speech. "Hail, Myala, King of…
|There Was One, There Was Not One
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|"What happened to the boy?" The children started intently at their older brother over the fire. "Why, he was eaten by the Lion that Stalks the Night, of course. Each of his limbs was eaten by one…
|What Did I Come Down Here For?
|Gaffsey does not match any existing user name (author)
|I pull the car into the driveway and keep the engine on. My hand hovers over the key and I try to screw up my courage, knowing I'll never do it. Just go, the little voice says, just drive and drive…
|Try and Remember
|GaPSMAV (author)
|I spotted Andrea. She was sitting alone, as usual, in our favorite spot. The background was awash with linoleum, white plastic, and fluorescent lighting. The collar of her white lab coat was tucked…
|About Tree Fiddy
|Gargus (author)
|You know, most folks who think about the ocean usually only think about the surface level. You know, the bright blue areas with all the fish and plant life. Finding Nemo and all that sort of crap….
|After Amusement
|Gargus (author)
|A small loudspeaker, suspended only by a fragile cord, hung high above the blasted ruins of the amusement park it once served. A long time ago, it had been part of an intricate system designed to…
|Betrayal Will Not Save You
|Gargus (author)
|The man in the chair struggled against his bonds, trying to shout something but failing due to the gag in his mouth. A guard stood in the corner of the room, his nose buried in a checklist. "Let's…
|Catch Your Death
|Gargus (author)
|"So, let me get this straight," said Agent Shields, flipping through the folder he had been pondering over. "You commissioned a mass murder of D-Class personnel by firing squad, set up a series of…
|Gargus (author)
|More than anything else in life, they desire pleasure. It fuels their every action, driving them to do impossible things for the purpose of gaining it. Even when they don't realize it, pleasure is…
|Gargus (author)
|Room dark. People gone. Can move. I happy. Trapped for years. Kept by men for "research". Left alone in room, left to scratch at walls. Left to rot and die unless needed. Specimen for "research"….
|Gargus (author)
|Let all of those who read this know that I have not failed my duties to the SCP Foundation. I have not broken under stress, nor have I gone crazy. What has happened is that I cannot allow the…
|Gargus (author)
|Oh, the things you believe. You think that the things you see are really reality? That your friends and family, your Foundation, you yourself, everything you know, are all there is to this world?…
|Don't Blink
|Gargus (author)
|It's going to be my fault. When it happens, it's going to be my own goddamned fault. Every single time I blink it gets closer and closer to me, and every time I blink is just driving another nail…
|Eldritch Application
|Gargus (author)
|The man behind the desk watched as the cosmic horror before him paced back and forth, ranting what could only be described as its head off. "I am the ultimate hive mind. My influence is everywhere,…
|Gargus (author)
|On ██/██/████, SCP-1733's test log was found to have accumulated several █████ more viewings. Upon discovery, the video was going through what is estimated to be the █████ playback. Most of the…
|Gargus (author)
|It was inevitable. In a world full of monsters and cosmic horrors and all sorts of weird things, it was bound to happen. The end of the world. Some of the SCPs were designed to do it anyways. But it…
|Gargus (author)
|Needle… needle in my neck… Weird clear stuff pumping through it… Who are you people… What are you doing… Where is my son… Rubble all around me. Where am I? The mall? I think that's where we were,…
|Foundation Burger
|Gargus (author)
|"Goddammit, people!" shouted Manager Fred, bursting through the front doors of the restaurant. "Can I go out for a cup of coffee for five minutes without you people screwing things up?" "With all…
|From The Mists Of Time
|Gargus (author)
|There is an ancient legend. Before man came to master fire and cultivate his food, he lived in perpetual fear. There existed creatures of such frightful appearance and terrible power that even the…
|Have A Heart
|Gargus (author)
|SCP-173 looked at the ground of its cell. As always, it was strewn with blood and shit, along with the corpses of the most recent cleanup team. However, on this day, something different lay upon the…
|If It Were The 80s
|Gargus (author)
|Two young boys sit at a varnished wooden table, looking as if they are bored out of their minds. One of them speaks up, saying words to this effect. They both let out a long, drawn out sigh. This is…
|It's Not Spelled Like That!
|Gargus (author)
|"How long has he been out there?" asked the Site Director as he strolled down the corridor leading to the entry hub. "Around three hours, sir," replied his assistant, nervously shuffling her papers….
|My Hell
|Gargus (author)
|I thank the Lord in Heaven that the SCP-Foundation found me. They take good care of me, make sure I get visitors, let me listen to music. I've been told that others aren't treated as well as I am,…
|One Last Punch For The Road
|Gargus (author)
|"Ladies, gentlemen, and other assorted individuals. The time has come for us to die." A great noise erupted from the assembled members of the Shark Punching Center. Some in the audience had known of…
|Gargus (author)
|The messenger walked swiftly down the corridors of Storage Site-23. Ten minutes had already passed since the event, and that was eleven minutes too many. Something like this should have been…
|People Are Not Wearing Enough Hats
|Gargus (author)
|"…which brings us once again to the pressing issue of just how much there is left to contain," said the Head of Foundation Staff to the meeting, shuffling the papers in his hands. A collection of…
|Piercing The Night Vale
|Gargus (author)
|The black moon howls as the red sun weeps, and the desert night is beautiful. Welcome… to Night Vale… Old Woman Josie has recently advised us that the angels do not care for the antics of small…
|Poor Bastard
|Gargus (author)
|"You should have brought a mortician instead." The doctor looked over the Mass Containment Room floor of Site 34, coated in the blood and bodies of two hundred Foundation staff members. The stench…
|Gargus (author)
|I'll be honest with you. This is shit. It's really only going up because a few people in the chat encouraged me to put it up, and I really don't know what else to do with it. Roight. Now that we're…
|Gargus (author)
|Something dreadfully wrong had just occurred within the SCP Foundation. The Head of Otherworldly Matters Department could feel it. He leaned back in his chair, and tried to determine which of the…
|Sgt Pepper
|Gargus (author)
|This message is to be distributed to all Foundation personnel: In recent weeks, we have lost a lot of good men. To those of you at stationed at Sites far away from their passings, this may come as a…
|Stepping Out
|Gargus (author)
|It came as a great shock to Doctor Martin the day the Blank Man appeared before him and offered to show him a world without the Foundation. It would, of course, come as a shock to anyone. To be…
|The Czar Cometh
|Gargus (author)
|A sizable group of people milled about a large, featureless room. If one looked very closely in the corners, they could find blood stains and minor remnants of charred bone, but without a great deal…
|Translated From Palauan
|Gargus (author)
|They've stopped coming. They used to come four times a day, to feed me, to keep me furnished, sometimes to test me. It was horrible some days, especially when they slipped up and I started hurting….
|What Is Wrong With You
|Gargus (author)
|There's a reason I keep the lights out when I work. For all the world's infinite variety, I get stuck with the very worst of what it has to offer. The light can only bring knowledge and pain. So…
|You Are Not Insignificant
|Gargus (author)
|Last week, we lost Researcher Kermode. He hung himself in his office. Didn't even leave a note explaining why. Everyone thinks he broke under stress. Well, this week, we're losing me. And I think…
|Out of Time
|Garrey (author)
|William E. Boeing found himself on a couch in his study, where moments before he had been a happy child near a seashore. He got up infirmly and slowly started making his way from the first floor…
|Mister Nobody
|gee0765 (author)
|Global Occult Coalition. Serpent's Hand. Chaos Insurgency. I know everything there is to know about all of the Groups of Interest on record. I have placed agents into every single one of them; they…
|Signal for the Crack of Dawn
|Gekkoguy (author)
|Afghanistan, 1985 23:47 Sergei Vasiliev sat at his post, on the outskirts of the tiny village that some time ago had been occupied and turned into a Soviet base. The night had been quiet, the…
|A Broken Machine
|Mr Self Destruct (author)
Gene R (translator)
|A heap of papers falls onto the desk. The shift begins. God, the headache. The pen… where's the pen? Where's the goddamn pen? Ah… here it is. Time to calm down. Hand's shaking again. Harder than…
|Internal Departments
|Osobist (author)
Gene R (translator)
|This article is not considered official and/or canon The Foundation's successful operation depends primarily on dividing responsibilities between various departments. Some of the Foundation's…
|Petit Noir does not match any existing user name (author)
Gene R (translator)
|…and down it with water. Done. Soon I'll believe that 21st of December 2012 was a regular boring day. I'm glad I can forget the experience. Those who rank higher will always retain the memory. That…
|Mexanik (author)
Gene R (translator)
|Mr. Carter and Mr. Marshall are sitting at a table. They are discussing something. The door swings open. Enter Mr. Dark. MR. DARK. Gentlemen, I have an unpleasant piece of news to tell you! Our…
|Successful Cooperation And Partnership
|Rachell (author)
Gene R (translator)
|"Good day, this is "Successful Cooperation and Partnership" training center, we would like to…" That was where I hung up. I know that's impolite. It's their job, yada yada - hell, a couple of…
|The Truth About 447
|Edward Watts (author)
Gene R (translator)
|"Why zombies?" Doctor Alistair, seated on a chair before the O5 council, tried to take up as little space as he could. He knew full well that was of no use, but actions like that have always…
|Petit Noir does not match any existing user name (author)
Gene R (translator)
|Time was slowly trickling down into the deep subterranean complex of Site 17, flooding its corridors, conquering containment chambers, drowning cells and labs, seeping through meter-thick blast…
|AkkiKama (author)
Gene R (translator)
|It's not easy being unusual. Especially when you're twelve years old. Especially when, due to you being unusual, the people in lab coats have you locked away in an empty metal room. Stacy never…
|Alexandria Burning
|GentleGifts (author)
|An Ending The end began with the supervolcano. The Eastern Isles were a tropical paradise and a thriving nation before the eruption. Then, after a few weeks of tremors, the largest volcanic…
|Family Matters
|GentleGifts (author)
|for the Halloween2018 contest… "So, what are you doing with your time off?" Dr. Gifts blearily looked up from his immense pile of paperwork. Somehow, Ellie had a pile half the size, and still looked…
|To Swear An Oath
|GentleGifts (author)
|I, being of solid heart and sound mind Do swear to be the one who stands alert, Who will persevere, sacrifice, exert, And give my all that I might serve mankind. I do accept that I will be a judge…
|ghostchibi (author)
|Capture was successful Despite that against our efforts to obtain From here it becomes quite stressful For to keep is much harder than to gain Often the dangers are not apparent Until we start…
|Ethics Committee Observer Orientation, Pt. II
|ghostchibi (author)
|dodgerblue|CHYAMAG##: you are goign to make friends here in this department | **CHYAMAG: you fucking hold onto them
|Foundation Rhymes - A Collection of Children's Rhymes With an SCP Personnel Twist
|ghostchibi (author)
|Someone's Computer Someone's computer sat on a desk Someone's computer fell during a test All of Rosen's tools and all of Rosen's brain Couldn't put the computer together again Computer's owner…
|I Talked With 516 One Day
|ghostchibi (author)
|I talked with 516 one day To see what it might have to say To learn about it even more I asked it "Are you not machine? What makes you stop and intervene From deep within inside your core?" It…
|Maintaining A Positive Relationship With Yourself
|ghostchibi (author)
|Chibi Yamagusuku sits, typing away at his desktop; it's a slightly older model but that's fine, because this is a work computer and not a personal one that needs to be capable of running ten open…
|ghostchibi (author)
|Pile the bodies, one by one Those we had to kill Blame it on a freak explosion Or mass suicide on the hill Remember we are on the side Of the angels; danger we condemn However, we cannot hide From…
|ghostchibi (author)
|Something is amiss The balance of reality Changes and suddenly tips No longer fifty-fifty Existence here is wrong The sight, the sound, the feel Like some melodious song Created with notes unreal…
|Consent Form 3436-A
|ghosthorses does not match any existing user name (author)
|Info Consent Form 3436-A Author: $sc(rn)p$ (More from this author.) I was one of them wives to never know what my husband did for a living. He worked…
|Foundation Patent/Intellectual Property Policy
|ghosthorses does not match any existing user name (author)
|Info Foundation Patent/Intellectual Property Policy Author: $sc(rn)p$ (More from this author.) Administrative Department A304….
|giant enemy spycrab (author)
|Given a continuous vector field on the surface of a sphere, there must be at least one point on the field where the vector is equal to zero. Put another way, if you have a sphere which is covered…
|giant enemy spycrab (author)
|"We've got the results back." "And?" "Three positively compromised, five more with a confidence of 50% or greater." "Good. Shuffle them around." "Yes, sir." Clearance Level GK-5 Eyes Only Special…
|giant enemy spycrab (author)
|Thump. Thump. Knock. Knock. Knock. The noise gently shook the walls and floors of the small studio apartment. Thump. Thump. Thump. Knock. Knock. The wood carving of Richard Nixon rocked back and…
|The Green Prince
|giant enemy spycrab (author)
|The marketplace was busy, as always. Goods being heaved off of and onto ships, merchants trying to raise their voices above the clamor to peddle their wares, the various colorful trinkets being…
|A Friend's Words
|GibberingEloquence (author)
|A tall girl walked along the shore of the beach carrying a green glass bottle. Inside the bottle was a note she wrote. She walked into the water and threw the bottle as far as she could. She had…
|A Simple Solution
|GibberingEloquence (author)
|Author's Note: These gnomes are based on the ones from SCP-1956. The hustle and bustle grew throughout the marketplace as the striped feet of gnomes darted about. The festival was long-awaited,…
|A Very Cool Dude Halloween
|GibberingEloquence (author)
|The sky above Vulture's Gulch was dark with thunderstorms. The streets below reeked of gasoline and cigarettes. The houses were decorated with twisted junk and the joyful laughter of its zombie…
|Clean Up Act
|GibberingEloquence (author)
|"I got a dollar and a dime, gonna clean up the green slime, dead bodies are a no-no, alarm says I gotta go go…" sang the translucent and bearded janitor sweeping up gore and blood in some forgotten…
|Fish Are Friends, Not Clowns
|GibberingEloquence (author)
|The tall and imposing captain of the ship was smoking a pipe and checking the map with immense satisfaction inside his great cabin. He was surrounded by well-protected relics and trinkets from…
|He Who Laughs Last
|GibberingEloquence (author)
|"You will face the camera and smile at the children if you know what is good for you," threatened Bobble to his prisoner. His smile and voice were as calm as could be, like this was therapeutic for…
|Hop On Hop Off
|GibberingEloquence (author)
|It was a dark and stormy night in the Last City. The poor gas lighting flickered and sputtered in the cold, merciless wind. Misshapen constructions leaned into each other and threatened to fall…
|Mobile Suit Bumaro Versus Tokyo Ghoul Ion
|GibberingEloquence (author)
|They faced each other with unyielding gazes and their auras of power increasing in intensity. One was on top of a metallic pillar and the other was on top of a flesh and bone pillar. Both of them…
|Nobody Wants To See You Succeed
|GibberingEloquence (author)
|Nobody walked through the snow, playing with a yo-yo. It had no rope, just a ring around his finger and the wheel. When thrown, the ring guided its trajectory and transmitted sensations of speed and…
|The Mon-Key To Happiness
|GibberingEloquence (author)
|"This is horrible, absolutely horrible," said Tim Wilson as he examined the reports about the newly found exotic critter. He had not heard much about this so-called Wondertainment before, but he…
|To pulp the fiction.
|GlitchyMemories (author)
|I don't know if I was born to consume, or if that you were created to be consumed. But you aren't my first prey. It was a word. A concept. A small idea. "No one will miss it", I said to myself, and…
|Incident Mike Echo Seven Alpha
|Gnosis (author)
|Richard Gnosis sat there at his desk, staring at his laptop screen in a mix of bewilderment, shock, and relief. Sure, he knew that there was a group of researchers that had been working for the…
|Out of Time
|Goodwill (author)
|Shit. That one almost got me. I'll be fine as long as they keep their distance, though. For now at least. Why? Why the fuck did I have to stumble upon that cave when I was a kid? Why did I go and…
|Goodwill (author)
|To: Thelma ███████ (█████████@hotmail.com) From: Andrew ███████ (██████@yahoo.com) Sent: June 5th, 2004, 4:23 pm Subject: Big news! Hey mom! Sorry I haven't emailed you in the past month. Things…
|Goodwill (author)
|To: Director ████ From: Researcher █████████ Subject: Species XC-1105 After 2 months of testing both standard and specialized, my research team and I have come to the conclusion that Species…
|14. Mr. Brass
|GrandEnder (author)
|You're following in line with your traveling companion, your feet a few steps behind him. You surmised him as friendly in your thoughts when you first met him. "Entertaining company", was how you…
|Addressing the Second
|GrandEnder (author)
|Lord Hubris sits opposite Lord Wisdom. He is of the type Kahtar, and his symbol is the crown. To his right is the unknowable, which is invisible and colorless to only him, as he refuses to look upon…
|GrandEnder (author)
|Audio Log Site 17 PA System The following was taken from backup recordings of Site 17 PA Logs. Due to the circumstance of their retrieval, some of the recordings have been lost or damaged. The…
|Basking in the Light
|GrandEnder (author)
|Network Correspondence #000004 From: Prof. Bjornsen, [07832] To: Dr. Dier, [06302] Dier, SCP-229 has largely been contained, and everything above D-9 has been incinerated or disabled. There's not a…
|Birth of an Angel
|GrandEnder (author)
|Don't panic. I do not panic. Don't worry. I do not worry. Don't fear. I do not fear. Your flesh will become an icon of deliverance, and release your spirit from mortality. I love you. Your soul…
|GrandEnder (author)
|"For fuck's sake." I told him. 'Him' being Robert E. Brooks, chief of human resources at Site 19. "We've been working on this SCP for the past four months and we've gotten nowhere. It doesn't do…
|Dear Cavalier
|GrandEnder (author)
|Mobile Task Force Pi-1 (aka City Slickers) Incident Recording (START) 22:30 - 900 seconds prior to engagement OP-Sigma-5: MTF we have tactical confirmation, mission is a go. The target is 50 feet to…
|In Dread Forever Fled
|GrandEnder (author)
|I'm sorry, but look at us. We're still in here, after all this time. We've served our sentence and then some, and we're still in this goddamn prison. It's not the time to be angry with each other,…
|Sperling Computer Protection Services I
|gravityy (author)
|Got a virus you just can't bust? Is malware holding you or your personal information for ransom? Can't find information on this dubious process anywhere? Sperling Computer Protection Services: We'll…
|A Farewell To Kings
|GreenWolf (author)
|Sierra Dustin reached into her coat and pulled a handgun out of the small painting titled 'Gun No. 44', which was taped to the inside lining.
|All Skippers Are Bastards
|GreenWolf (author)
|Florence's room had become the most recent casualty of her ongoing occult project, which she had relocated from the site's thaumatology lab after one too many interruptions by inquisitive researchers.
|An Unexpected Interview
|GreenWolf (author)
|She woke up. That surprised her. She noticed several things in the first few moments of consciousness, each more alarming than the last.
|Finding A Scalpel
|GreenWolf (author)
|"I am the Golem, created by the Maharal to defend the weak, punish the wicked, and oppose injustice wherever I find it. You should not be surprised that I am a moral absolutist."
|Individual Efficacy
|GreenWolf (author)
|"It's only a tiny spell. I've done it a thousand times, and I only burned down a building the one time."
|Minneapolis Burns
|GreenWolf (author)
|The first time Florence Elsinger used magic, she was fifteen. She almost turned the Twin Cities into a pile of cinders.
|Moving Pictures
|GreenWolf (author)
|Thorne held their breath as the lava started to break apart again, offering a clear line of sight on the anartist. 'And by the way, it's Agent Thorne.' They raised the gun and fired.
|Much Wisdom Is Much Grief
|GreenWolf (author)
|"That is why the Council of 108 has invoked Article 13, and why we are now calling upon the Foundation to honor its commitments and help us prevent another occult war."
|Obskuracorps Memos Acquired in Operation BLACK ROPE
|GreenWolf (author)
|At this point, it seems likely that the Golem reactivated, grabbed the Lieutenant's arm and bent it backwards, forcing the knife through his left eye and into his brain.
|Permanent Waves
|GreenWolf (author)
|'Attention. I have placed a memetic bomb within the city of Three Portlands, which will be triggered at exactly 6:40 PM Eastern Standard Time, on January 26th. I have no demands.'
|Preliminary Report of J. C. Randall Upon His Party's Efforts to Catalogue the Multiverse
|GreenWolf (author)
|The document that follows is the first and last written report made by Doctor John Carver Randall during his 1927 expedition to explore the multiverse.
|The Analog Kid
|GreenWolf (author)
|They turned down a side street and ducked into a nearby coffee shop — which proudly advertised itself as "Not Another Fucking Starbucks, Est. Yes" — where they sat down at a corner table to wait.
|The Bard of Ambrose
|GreenWolf (author)
|⟨a_torres⟩ Then you believe that all thinking beings are merely philosophical zombies? ⟨bardeen⟩ Yes.
|The Greater Good, and Other Necessary Evils
|GreenWolf (author)
|Florence continued stalking through the back alleys of Detroit, hunting for demons. Just like old times. Albeit, Minneapolis had never been quite as decrepit as Detroit was now.
|The Necromancer
|GreenWolf (author)
|Then it stopped, and standing in front of Carol Vieth was the spectre of John Keynes, father of modern economics, and now the greatest nemesis of the Securities and Exchange Commission.
|The Phoenix, The Nightingale, and The Magpies
|GreenWolf (author)
|Florence Elsinger could have been one of the most valuable agents this organization has ever fielded. Instead we created Florence Thorne, a hardened battlemage who despises the Foundation.
|The Unusual Investigations of Kenneth Spencer and Robin Thorne
|GreenWolf (author)
|While Kenneth Spencer and Robin Thorne are among the Bureau's most competent and qualified agents with experience in paranormal affairs, I cannot recommend that any efforts be made to recruit them.
|Third Law Hub
|GreenWolf (author)
|"Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic." — Sir Arthur C. Clarke
|Thunder's Fist, Solomon's Hand
|GreenWolf (author)
|A lance of pure force traveled down her arm and out her hand as she punched the Nazi wizard in the face with all the power of a speeding locomotive.
|UIU Location Dossier -- "Three Portlands"
|GreenWolf (author)
|An independent city-state and paranormal enclave accessible by Way from Portland (ME), Portland (OR), and the Isle of Portland (UK). The UIU's Hoover Mandate prohibits Foundation action in the city.
|Vital Signs
|GreenWolf (author)
|"Come on Kit, let's go make Hoover's ghost proud by conducting an illegal search of the headquarters of a community leader."
|When Parallel Lines Diverge
|Jacob Conwell (author)
GreenWolf (author)
|Those Twisted Pines Hub » When Parallel Lines Diverge July 25th, 2003 Somewhere in Northeastern Portland, Oregon, two FBI agents knocked on a secluded apartment door. The sun's rays poured in…
|Tales from the Other Side: Leave and Let Die
|Greyve (author)
|Incident Report ████-25: On █/██/████, Foundation-operated bot I/O-████ located an incomplete digital copy of "Tales from the Other Side, March 11th, ████", a pulp magazine containing various short…
|Rising and Falling
|GrimmCreeper (author)
|"Hey Lin, congrats on the promotion." Site Director Lin Liu continued looking out over the balcony. "Yep." "Yep?" "Thank you, sorry. I'm… I'm just a bit fed up right now." "Fed up with what? The…
|GrimmCreeper (author)
|He was a dark and stormy knight. Stormmaster, as no one but he called himself. Today was the day of the Grand Melee, which meant today was the day Stormmaster would make his name known. He donned…
|Stuck in the Past
|GrimmCreeper (author)
|"Mr. Krain?" I turned around and stared at an unfamiliar face. This couldn't be happening; I needed more time. I stole the aluminum foil from the broken cabinet, grabbed the sweater that I…
|The Dead Walk on Halloween
|guywithahat (author)
|Halloween night is one to remember, there are sweets to be eaten and pumpkins to dismember. The October month is mightier than September and stands on the shoulders of November. The one told…
|The Sideways Mountain
|guywithahat (author)
|Words of a man reaching out to me; I cannot deny them, music to my ears, like the Piper's song I walked to with the other children. It's hard to think of mountains going upward when you've lived so…
|Worst Case Scenario
|GWBBQ (author)
|Worst Case Scenario "Assume that everything I've told you is true." "What's the worst case scenario?" It's my job to answer that question; it's been my job for the past 22 years. I've been asked…
|Hallow Inside
|HatIsMyFriend (author)
|It's Halloween. When humans follow a pointlessly old tradition of scaring away spirits with badly made costumes. Alright, fine. We follow pointless traditions too, like crucifying food before…
|Don't Call Us, We'll Find You
|Heiden (author)
|Electronically recorded journal of Dr. Gerard L. Johnston. Recovered after a recommendation for employment was made by his superior, Dr. Devon Corbin. Dr. Johnston's continued employment is being…
|A Blueberry Bush In Quantum Flux
|Westrin (author)
Henzoid (author)
|A man appears on a bench, tepid from his nonexistent travel. A spot of dust; he wanders aimlessly until at last, after less time goes by than he spends on the footpath ahead, he arrives no further…
|Keeping it Chill With Your Homies Down at The SCP Foundation
|Henzoid (author)
|Doctor Henry Rouslin: Alright, Michael, here's that video we made for the public… public image restoration campaign. Now, I'm gonna have to warn you, this video isn't going to be… well… easily…
|Body Bags
|Hercules Rockefeller (author)
|He lies in darkness, no sound but his own heartbeat in his ears. The sickly warm air inside the bag suffocates him; the plastic sticks to his skin, making him sweat. How long has it been? Hours?…
|Budget Cuts
|Hercules Rockefeller (author)
|It was a gloomy day at Site-19. "They just cut our funding again," Dr. Bergstrom said, speaking around a mouthful of Salisbury steak. "I'm down to two assistants." "I hear you, man," Agent Rourke…
|Date Night
|Hercules Rockefeller (author)
|Alvarez knocked on the open door and stepped into the office. "You asked for me, sir?" Dr. Gears looked up from the files on his desk, fixing his gaze on the young security guard. "Yes, I've been…
|Troy Lament and the Terror Ferrets of Darkling Lane
|Hercules Rockefeller (author)
|I wrote this for the 2016 Crack Fiction Contest. The title I chose was by thedeadlymoose, and came with the requirement that I include my own, original character in the tale. Bonus points would be…
|The Subject of Ordinance
|HiuMentah (author)
|"I have known Auden Klose ever since he got expelled from SVA a few years back. I will not go into detail on why we was kicked out, let's just say his artwork had too much Are We Cool Yet? flair. I…
|Message In A Bottle
|HK-016 (author)
|The following is a transcript of a handwritten letter found in a 20-ounce glass beverage container, found near Lake [REDACTED] in southwest Wisconsin. Signs of struggle were evident, and upon closer…
|Holy War
|HoldMeCloseTonyDanza (author)
|The five cloaked figures moved through the forest without sound, their crouched frames almost floating through the morning twilight. Nearing the edge of the forest, the leader of the group turned,…
|A Tale of Two Sites
|hopoffZ (author)
|Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of…
|Another Star On The Wall
|Hornby (author)
|The Foundation buried another of my friends today. He wasn't the first. And, knowing how this line of work goes, I doubt he will be the last. I first met him when he was giving an orientation to a…
|Briefing on SLATE THUNDER (Chaos Insurgency Orientation)
|Hornby (author)
|Good morning, folks. Help yourself to coffee and bagels. For those of you who don't know me already, I'm Colonel Neil Hornby, Senior Supervisory Intelligence Officer for the Foundation. It's my…
|Conspiracy, Epilogue
|Hornby (author)
|Checkmate Command-02, Washington, D.C. Monday, 26 December 1988, 2130 hours local time This time, it was Harper waiting for Seven in the darkened conference room. Alone, she entered the dimly lit…
|Conspiracy, Part I
|Hornby (author)
|Ramifications Foundation Command-02, Washington, D.C. Thursday, 22 December 1988, 0755 hours local time The early morning sun illuminated the large lobby as Timothy Harper strode into the the…
|Conspiracy, Part II
|Hornby (author)
|Leads Foundation Command-02, Washington, D.C. Thursday, 22 December 1988, 1158 hours local time As it turned out, the Foundation contained rather a lot of different objects which could explode or…
|Conspiracy, Part III
|Hornby (author)
|Investigations Foundation Command-05, Moscow, USSR Friday, 23 December 1988, 0730 hours local time Lighting a cigarette, Harper sat in his temporary office in the Foundation's regional headquarters…
|Conspiracy, Part IV
|Hornby (author)
|The Information Broker British Airways Moscow-London Flight, Somewhere over the North Sea Friday, 23 December 1988, 1900 hours GMT Enjoying a cigarette and nursing a thirty-year-old scotch, Harper…
|Conspiracy, Part IX
|Hornby (author)
|Assassination Global Occult Coalition North American Regional Headquarters, Washington, D.C. Sunday, 25 December 1988, 1030 hours local time Like much of official Washington, the GOC's Washington…
|Conspiracy, Part V
|Hornby (author)
|Demands Foundation Command-03, Whitehall, UK Saturday, 24 December 1988, 1300 hours local time The explosion was predictable. "He wants what?!" demanded Seven over the secure telephone line. Harper…
|Conspiracy, Part VI
|Hornby (author)
|The Hunt Foundation Research Site-29, Northwest Oman Sunday, 25 December 1988, 0300 hours local time The helicopter touched down at the edge of the base camp for Research Site-29. It wasn't much to…
|Conspiracy, Part VII
|Hornby (author)
|Welcome to Vladikavkaz Beslan Airport, Vladikavkaz, Georgian Soviet Socialist Republic Sunday, 25 December 1988, 1200 hours local time Harper stepped off the Soviet Yakovlev Yak-42 passenger jet…
|Conspiracy, Part VIII
|Hornby (author)
|Puzzles Mount Kazbek, Georgian Soviet Socialist Republic Sunday, 25 December 1988, 1545 hours local time Harper found SCP-1440 seated cross-legged on a flat rock, a worn set of playing cards arrayed…
|Conspiracy, Part X
|Hornby (author)
|Aftershocks Foundation Command-02, Washington, D.C. Monday, 26 December 1988, 0755 hours local time When Harper arrived at Command-02 on Monday morning, the tension in the air was palpable. Security…
|Conspiracy, Part XI
|Hornby (author)
|Interrogation Foundation Command-02, Washington, D.C. Monday, 26 December 1988, 0830 hours local time Harper had only just removed his coat and set down his briefcase when Monica walked in, holding…
|Conspiracy, Part XII
|Hornby (author)
|Endgame The Mall, Washington, D.C. Monday, 26 December 1988, 1130 hours local time Harper decided to take an early lunch to clear his head and consider what he knew. Since Muir's interrogation of…
|Conspiracy, Prologue
|Hornby (author)
|Night Raid Park Royal industrial district, London, UK Tuesday, 20 December 1988, 2334 hours local time Sitting in his car a block from the target, Director McDonnell lit his pipe. He hated waiting,…
|Incident TA-05-003-██-1
|Hornby (author)
|It was supposed to just be an ordinary training operation – you know, push an MTF out the side of a helo in some godforsaken clearing in a Foundation-owned reserve in The Middle Of Nowhere, Canada,…
|Neptune Station
|Hornby (author)
|Neptune Station Theatrical Poster How bad is it? Bad. All communications with Neptune Station have ceased. Sector Twenty-Three's failsafes are not responding. Do we have any idea what we're…
|Project Heimdall - Prologue
|Hornby (author)
|"You always did tend to burn the candle at both ends, William." General William Pendergast, the Deputy Director of Foundation Contingency Planning Operations, looked up. His unexpected visitor was…
|We Have Dismissed That Claim
|Hornby (author)
|"This is going to kick the top off the anthill, you know that, right?" General Pendergast asked, looking up from the report. Doctor Rex scoffed, "Yeah, well, I can't help it that Dr. Von Schmidt is…
|A World's Legacy
|HotCocoaNerd (author)
|Doomed World. Desperate People. Last Hope. Fearful Wardens. Young Girl. Fifty Three sat in front of her room's mirror, braiding her hair for when her guest arrived. She wondered who would be…
|Deadalive Deadalive
|HotCocoaNerd (author)
|Old soul, new soul Key in your pocket Look out for the Laughing Man On your path home. 1 2 3 4 … It had been five months. Five months of nothing but searching. Of nothing but requests for aid. Of…
|Intermission: Audience of Crowns
|HotCocoaNerd (author)
|Crown of the Sky Crown of the Noose Crown of Death Twinkle, twinkle shining star Tumbling 'bove the Earth so far Will and will in constant dance Ever in your nightly prance Quarseta couldn't…
|Lost Golden Days
|HotCocoaNerd (author)
|A world lost to the unknown. A Young Girl befriending a Dragon. A door opening. Once tsa-Fanu stopped spinning the world around her, it took Quarseta a moment to gain her bearings. Once her mind…
|HotCocoaNerd (author)
|Nexus #: Nx-07 Civilian Designation: Gwag Hen y Cwn, Swansea, Wales Population: 1,506 Area Class: Asphodel Nexus Interaction Protocol: Civilians within Nx-07 are fully aware of the anomalous nature…
|HotCocoaNerd (author)
|Nexus #: Nx-33 Civilian Designation: Drake, Inverness-shire, Scotland Population: 759 Area Class: Camelot Nexus Interaction Protocol: Nx-33 is to be removed from physical and digital civilian maps….
|HotCocoaNerd (author)
|Nexus #: Nx-58 Civilian Designation: Yumegēmu, Tokushima, Japan Population: 5,724 Area Class: Shangri-La Nexus Interaction Protocol: All personnel assigned to Nx-58 must be implanted with sub-dermal…
|Pooling Our Resources
|HotCocoaNerd (author)
|Red pools at night, Travelers' delight. Red pools at morning, Travelers take warning. Incident 053/682/1129/354 - 1: On 12/9/20██, at 21:07 hours, escaped anomalies SCP-053, SCP-682, and…
|HotCocoaNerd (author)
|Site-41: Antimemetics Division Headquarters Elise Dunwall looked at the window on the right side of her screen. …The "sum" of the symbols is equal to a previously unknown integer (designated Theta…
|Spark of Creation
|HotCocoaNerd (author)
|1Before there was anything, there was a great Nothingness. And in this Nothingness there was neither light nor darkness nor time. 2And this Nothingness was so great as to draw on itself to create,…
|Spark of Wonder
|HotCocoaNerd (author)
|1While the world was still young, and Man still spoke clearly, and the warmth of creation was still in the ground, there lived a soybean farmer who was called Polyakov. 2Polyakov was a virtuous…
|The Little Things That Count
|HotCocoaNerd (author)
|For want of a nail, a shoe was lost; For want of a nail, a shoe was lost; A box of spare parts makes it through a security check. Later on, some of those parts are used to create a makeshift…
|This Is How the World Ends
|HotCocoaNerd (author)
|This is how the world ends. This is how they die. This is how the world ends. How did we survive? Atanti's thoughts drifted to his homeland. Now that it was the warm season, the land and people…
|Here, We Only Got One Rule: Never, Ever Let It Cool
|HotColes (author)
|December 24th "Get plenty of rest tonight, sweetheart. Merry almost Christmas." "Merry almost Christmas, mama." "Don't forget, Santa is coming tonight, so make sure you stay in bed alright?" "Yes,…
|Poky Ball Z
|HotColes (author)
|It was your average day at Site-42. Tiny celebrities running about, researchers using memetic expletives, flesh-eating parasites in a vacuum-sealed glass; all the norm. The guards were stirring as…
|Humanmale (author)
|There once was a D-Class from Matlock, Whose dick was too big for his sock, So he rolled up his sheet, All nice and neat, And proceeded to play with his cock. I love you Susan. I love you Susan….
|The Unknown
|Humanmale (author)
|NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION The document you are attempting to access has been sanitised. The original contains cognitohazardous material and is…
|The Voyage
|Hylius (author)
|Arrival When all had settled, almost all on earth was undone. Apollo had made clear Cygnus was not able to be appeased. Yet Mr. Lifeson was no more. In his place, a Director Lifeson. The director of…
|Documents recovered from the residence of Agent Waters
|hylli (author)
|Please refer to [DATA EXPUNGED] for briefing about Agent Waters and Event [DATA EXPUNGED] These 432 pages of documents were recovered on ██/██/████ from the residence of Agent Waters (KIA) in…
|A Rainy Monday
|IAmTheOoga (author)
|You walk down the street, on your way home after a long night. It's not yet fully raining, but there's still a slight drizzle about. You had the foresight to wear a waterproof jacket, but while it…
|DK-Class Donkey Kong Scenario
|IAmTheOoga (author)
|NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION The following document was found inside a shipment of bananas to the Site-19 lunchroom, written with musical notation…
|Renaissance Of Fear
|IAmTheOoga (author)
|Previous: Sweet Dreams Are Made Of These . The King of Nightmare sat on his throne, absentmindedly twisting one of the nails that held his crown to his head. For the umpteenth time, he held a small…
|May 13th
|Ian is Me (author)
|Personal audio log for Agent Jason Finch, May 13th. It is… 13:02 where I am right now. Currently on route to a reported anomalous incident in the town of Pete's Point, Washington. I have gone over…
|What's Real?
|Ian is Me (author)
|"Agent Powell, this is Site 42. Do you have eyes on the target?" "Negative, doc. Team is in position. We're approaching manifestation time. Subject should arrive within the next half-hour." "Good….
|Crying Over Spilt Milk
|ianofdoom2 (author)
|Site 19 was under another containment breach. The MTF team assigned to this breach, upon watching the recordings of the event, were confused at the happenings. A previously unidentified man was seen…
|Document 48116-88 ("Son of the Earth")
|Blackbird5154 (author)
Gene R (translator)
iavev (author)
|On ██/██/19██ a message in Russian was received by the [REDACTED] observatory via a radio telescope operating as part of the SETI program. Supposedly, the signal originated from a space research…
|Iceberg puts 135 on ice
|Iceberg 7 (author)
|█-██-███: While its shape shifting abilities proved to be of some interest for a time, as other shape shifting SCPs were discovered, and after study in to the extreme amount of damage it can cause…
|Iceberg 7 (author)
|Another quiet day in this quiet town. On the east side of town stood a bank. It wasn't a large bank, it wasn't a small bank, just a bank. The neighborhood was small, and most importantly, didn't…
|Personal Log of █████ "Iceberg" ████
|Iceberg 7 (author)
|Personal Log of "Iceberg" [NOTE: Dates and some sensitive information removed by Central Records. Original documentation available upon approval.] ███████ ██ ████ Morning I finally got a…
|...and Knock 'Em Down
|Ihp (author)
|October 15th "How does a man manage to hide in the ventilation system for two days?" Something that looked like Director Nina Weiss observed the sleeping form of Alice Carol. "Wasn't this site…
|...But You Can Never Leave
|Ihp (author)
|Cassandra Pike woke up in a hotel room, her head throbbing. She sat up and surveyed the room; it had two beds and a pull-out couch, all with purple sheets on them. The lighting was a dull shade of…
|12 Hours in Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin
|Ihp (author)
|October 26th 12:00 PM To: jobs@s-c..cplastic From: LauraAshrbooke@Witchshut..com Subject: I'm Sorry I'm sorry. I made the Pit Sloth. Or it made me make it. It took my boyfriend, and thought I…
|A Brief Flashback
|Ihp (author)
|October 18th The littlest things make the greatest impact upon this world. Two months ago, a dog ran through tall grass somewhere in Ohio, carrying spores on its fur. A child cuddles it. One month…
|A Christmas Caterwaul
|Ihp (author)
|Trigger Warning: Themes of Suicide, Depiction of Suicide Attempt December 24th Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin Seren Pryce stared blankly as she disassembled her rifle for the fifth time that night. Over her…
|A journal found in the collection of the Peabody Museum of Natural History
|Ihp (author)
|May 25th, 1882 I write this on a train to Cheyenne, watching the world go by through the windows. We left Saint Joseph half an hour ago, and the Union Pacific Railroad Line is as uncomfortable as…
|A Merry Fellow
|Ihp (author)
|Thomas Bailey awoke to the sun streaming in through his window. It was 25.6 degrees Centigrade outside, which considering the fact that he was in the Antarctic Circle in the middle of summer, it…
|A Multi-Universal Affair
|Ihp (author)
|First on my list is the Multi-U division. How this kind of breach of protocol has been allowed to continue is beyond me, Ms. Weiss. The entire function of this department appears to be intentional…
|A Suicide Note
|Ihp (author)
|I am going to kill myself. Who am I kidding? I probably can't even die at this point. I know that the cyanide I injected isn't working because of the antitoxins put into my blood over a decade ago….
|A Very Bailey Christmas
|Ihp (author)
|Whenever he had nothing better to do, Tristan Bailey would look at a picture of his family that sat on his desk. In the picture, him, Trevor and Tom were only about 8 years old, standing in front of…
|Alternate Character Interpretations
|Ihp (author)
|New York City "Hey, Sal, got a cig I can have?" Mary-Ann Lewitt looked between her husband and her latest creation, sprayed on the wall of a vacant warehouse, and it was sprayed on the entire wall,…
|An Unconventional Tail
|Ihp (author)
|Electro-swing had never appealed to Agent Quinn MacAllister, but it's what she and her partner were stuck listening to in the car— unlike Crowley and Aziraphale, tapes in their car didn't…
|And I Feel Fine
|Ihp (author)
|Dr. Margaret Reese was awakened by the sound of Joey Tempest's voice. Rubbing her face and standing up from her desk, she sighed at the loudspeaker outside of her office. Someone had decided to…
|And Now, He Is Gone
|Ihp (author)
|"I remember the good old days." Pat sighed as he dug into his cinnamon pancakes, looking at his three friends. "You remember Carl, guys?" "Carl was a great guy!" affirmed Dwight, taking a swig of…
|Another Boring Night
|Ihp (author)
|Note Bene: It would behoove you to read Unusual Happenings before looking at this tale. Quinn MacAllister felt like a stereotypical cop, eating a doughnut while sitting in an unmarked vehicle,…
|Attack of the Keter Skeeters!
|Ihp (author)
|The date is April 2nd, 2012. The place: the quaint town of Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin. Observe. Here, we have a member of the SCP Foundation driving to work from his apartment in town. Site 87 is big…
|Automata Et Cetera
|Ihp (author)
|The clockworks on display in the temple were the culmination of many years of hard work by the craftsman. Years of hard, diligent work, many prayers to the god of the forge, innumerable cuts and…
|Autumn's End
|Ihp (author)
|October 30th A single beryllium-bronze bullet landed between the eyes of the Black Autumn, fired from a revolver. It staggered back slightly, and then glared at the shooter, the hole in its head…
|Ihp (author)
|Warsaw 1944 Another airdrop had been intercepted by the enemy. The English had good intentions, but when those ended up being consistently dropped into German territory, one could not help but…
|Black Autumn II: Rise Of the Pit Sloth Hub
|Ihp (author)
|Another year, another Halloween, another horror film festival. They had to cancel the one last year for obvious reasons— you can't exactly run a film festival when you have a scarecrow stuffed with…
|Bloody Pulps and Vines
|Ihp (author)
|October 22nd Dr. Katherine Sinclair blinked awake through a haze of medication to see a nurse disconnecting her IV drips. She muttered and sat up, rubbing her head. "Mmph. Am I free to go?" "Just…
|Ihp (author)
|Dr. Cassandra Pike spent this Friday night the same way she had spent every Friday night for the past three months: curled up on the couch, eating vanilla ice cream mixed with popcorn, watching…
|Come Rest Your Head A While
|Ihp (author)
|Previously on the UIU Series With No Name Agents Quinn MacAllister and Darnell Christman are the only two agents of the FBI's Unusual Incidents Unit in the Midwest, following the disbanding of…
|Ihp (author)
|October 19th Halloween was almost upon the Midwestern United States. With it came the changing of leaves, the propping up of foam skeletons, the serving of pies of various flavors, and, in the…
|Ihp (author)
|Incident Report 2547-55: SCP-2547 manifested in the town of Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin, during August 2015, despite meeting none of the criteria for typical manifestation. As Sloth's Pit is both a…
|Crying Over Coffee
|Ihp (author)
|Dr. Harold West rubbed his face and looked at his watch; it was both too early and too late for this. Before him, in a holding cell, sat an old friend. A man at the tail end of his sixties, a…
|Dance The Danse
|Ihp (author)
|Halloween is a special time in Sloth's Pit. It is the time that creatures of the night walk in the day, and the legends of the world dance. The Eight Rings was the biggest- and the only- night…
|Dr. Keith Partridge and the Strawberry Banana Smoothie of DOOM!
|Ihp (author)
|July 5th, 2017 Independence Day, in Sloth's Pit, was a cause for confusion, and often mourning. The courthouse had caught fire once again, and nobody could enter town hall due to the volume of The…
|Dr. King Turns Everyone at S&C Plastics into Appleseeds
|Ihp (author)
|Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin March 2019 Dr. Johnathan King scooped a handful of apple seeds from the cup of water he had been drinking, and placed them on Director Nina Weiss's desk. "To answer your…
|Equinox's Rise
|Ihp (author)
|October 30th At 4:00 in the morning, Charlie Brotzman woke up at his home away from home. He was in a large apartment building in Duluth, within driving distance of Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin, his home….
|Excerpts From The Medical Tragedy of Dr. Bartholomew Artz, Author Unknown
|Ihp (author)
|Act Primus, Scene Secundus An Office in Berlin [Enter The Doctor Bartholomew Artz] The Doctor: Alack! Plague is too common in this time And skin is feasted as it festers, boiled And young babes die,…
|Excerpts from Training Seminars for Lesser Known Foundation Careers
|Ihp (author)
|Architectural Zoologist Next slide, Gertrude. Living buildings are surprisingly rare in this day and age, but there are some buildings that the uneducated consider 'alive'. These structures are,…
|Facts Concerning Team 15 of Chapterhouse 4 and the Black Book
|Ihp (author)
|In other worlds far less queer than our own, the Necronomicon is, to some, an everyday part of life. Researchers at Miskatonic University in the fictional Arkham, Massachusetts, pore over it almost…
|Family Reunion
|Ihp (author)
|October 28th "Where. Is. She?!" Robert Tofflemire looked up from his cup of coffee to see the rabid, slavering form of the Goatman standing in the barn that served as Sigma-10's barracks. His fur…
|Following The Leylines
|Ihp (author)
|Timecode: 10/22/2017 23:49 Chad Darryl: The United States of America is the strangest country in the world. It's full of cryptids, ghosts, aliens, and the government covers it all up. But we know…
|Fools of Us All
|Ihp (author)
|"NO! JUST NO! I QUIT!" The entirety of Site-87 stopped what they were doing as the intercom system came to life and Director Nina Weiss was heard over the loudspeakers, cursing like a drunken Lord…
|Free Falling
|Ihp (author)
|October 22nd record scratch freeze frame "Sooooooo, yeah, you're probably wondering how I got here, huh?" Alison Carol awoke, in freefall, to the sight of Robert Tofflemire playing with his phone….
|From A Burning Screen
|Ihp (author)
|October 5th Alison Carol slept fitfully in the infirmary. A collar was around her neck to paralyze her vocal chords— even while unconscious, she was muttering the same phrase. "The Pit Sloth is…
|Ihp (author)
|North East Lincolnshire August 9th, 1943 Howard Millpond, head driver of the 592nd Tunneling Company, looked along the road and contained a whimper in the back of his throat. All along the roadside…
|Halloween at S & C Plastics
|Ihp (author)
|October 24 "I hate this holiday." Doctor Johnathan West cleaned egg off of the card-reader, swiped his ID, and entered the S & C Plastics building. Had this been any other Foundation-owned location,…
|Happy Howlidays
|Ihp (author)
|December 24th, 2015 9:55 AM Christmas in Sloth's Pit had always been chaotic, but this was something different. It was bound to happen eventually; the lunar cycles had aligned in such a way that the…
|Here Comes The Bogeyman
|Ihp (author)
|October 20th Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin was quiet. It wasn't right; with Halloween just over a week away, it should have been bustling with children running home after school to stare at the windows of…
|Holes Shaped Like People
|Ihp (author)
|"It's your own damn fault, Jasper." Robert awoke under the cool of night, with cloth beneath him. He realized by the light of a fire that it was an old beach towel, bleached almost white by several…
|Hotline: Eventide
|Ihp (author)
|While Sloth's Pit is one of the more animated Nexuses in the United States, greatly distorting the Anomaly Occurrence Value of the entire Midwest, Wisconsin is only the second-most anomalous state….
|Illegitimum non carborundum; Domine salvum fac
|Ihp (author)
|CLASS COMMITTEE FRANCIS CABOT LOWELL. WILLIAM MASON BRADLEY. HARCOURT AMORY. Class Secretary WILLIAM LEVERETT CHASE REPORT. TO THE CLASS: In presenting to the class their first Triennial…
|Implanting God
|Ihp (author)
|Oh Great Lady of Silicon, Queen of the Modern Age, give me the wisdom to comprehend your true form through the Great Computation, the energy to power my life and the lives of those around me, and…
|Incident 239-Abridged
|Ihp (author)
|This report is STUPID. All people involved in it are complete and utter weirdos. On ██-██-████, Dr. A. Clef made the following recommendation on the log re: SCP-239 Let me get this straight: we've…
|Is Goliath not a Philistine?
|Ihp (author)
|Florence, Italy "The name Murano Philter is actually a… what's the word…" Tutore Sebastian Fausti searched for the exact term as he took up the glass bottle from its position within the case. He…
|Issue 100
|Ihp (author)
|"What the hell do you mean there's been a breach?" "Well, no SCPs have broken out, but… someone's made a video about us. Specifically, the comic books we keep finding." "So some small-time comic…
|It Smells Cold
|Ihp (author)
|Usage To import this theme to your page, put the following anywhere inside it: [[include component:creepypasta-theme]] The standard CSS @import method won't work. This is intentional (thanks to…
|It was night in the lonesome October
|Ihp (author)
|The following documents have been assembled by Agent Sinclaire, forming a rough record of the incidents which took place in Douglas County, Wisconsin during the October of 1869. K SINCLAIRE 20…
|It's Just A Jump To The Left
|Ihp (author)
|October 28th The former house of Richard Gideon had been left abandoned in the middle of a wild apple orchard. Sloth's Pit had three different orchards in it, all of which were said to have been…
|It's Too Cold For You Here
|Ihp (author)
|Previously on the UIU Series With No Name – hide block The time: January 2015. The place: Ohio. Agents Quinn MacAllister and Darnell Christman are the two remaining agents of the FBI's Unusual…
|Ihp (author)
|The German Border, near Dresden February 15th, 1945 Calling them members of a charitable foundation was half-right. The instant the bombs stopped on the fifteenth, a platoon from Prague —…
|Last Days at Camp
|Ihp (author)
|"All right, Campers! Who hasn't fed Big Bear yet? We can't go to bed until Big Bear's nice and full!" At the back of the dining hall, a shy little girl held up her hand. She hadn't said a word since…
|Life in the Multiverse
|Ihp (author)
|"Portal's stabilized. You're good to go. Say hi to 507 if you see him." The operator of the portal chuckled at his joke. Trevor Bailey stepped through the portal to F-601432-Gamma; he emerged in the…
|Local Legends
|Ihp (author)
|Let me tell you about the Goatman, children. Baby Bone Bridge, Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin. The old stone bridge is decrepit, nearly falling apart. The only people who come out here nowadays are…
|Midnight Plane Going Anywhere
|Ihp (author)
|Previously on the UIU Series With No Name… And now,on to our adventure! Quinn MacAllister and Darnell Christman have arrived back in Cinncinnati to deliver the remains of an anomalous humanoid…
|Movie Night
|Ihp (author)
|October 18th Seren Pryce, one of the deadliest women on the world, had her sights trained on the windows of a house at the corner of Elm and Maple. She had made her perch atop St. Paul's Episcopal,…
|Of Goats and Sloths and Flu
|Ihp (author)
|October 5th 8:00 PM Robert Tofflemire walked alongside Director Weiss and Katherine Sinclair down a long, dark, disrepaired hallway that he was sure never existed within the site. Sinclair was…
|Of Portals, Plasma Cannons And Other Boring Things
|Ihp (author)
|Foundation Liaison Dexter Adams groaned as he entered the wreckage that was the bank's basement, noticing the crews still trying to open a large, metal door that took up most of the room. He looked…
|Opening Credits
|Ihp (author)
|The Black Garden Pub, Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin October 1st Alison Carol was in the same pub for the eighty-nine nights in a row. She contemplated this fact as the words came into her head again….
|Oricha's Folly
|Ihp (author)
|SignaledGospel.Com/Orichalcum Logs from #augmentedandproud chat, 2/5/2011 Prometheus Labs Grant Request File #2814-58 Telekill Project Test 58 Conversation Overheard Immediately Prior To An…
|Pictures of Plastic People
|Ihp (author)
|October 21st Isaiah Howard Pickman dragged himself out of the archives for the first time in twenty hours. The man was no more than forty, but years of working in the dark, retrieving this and that…
|Playing Dress-Up
|Ihp (author)
|October 9th The Witch's Hut "This is getting weird." Edward Valentine loaded another box of masks out of the storeroom. "Last night, I went in there, the room was empty. Thought we would have to…
|Playing with Flames
|Ihp (author)
|The Foundation really isn't comfortable with using terms like "magic". We know that magic exists, but calling it that implies that it can't be explained by quantifiable, scientific means. For…
|Rock Bottom
|Ihp (author)
|October 23rd 10:00 AM "Okay, on three." "One…" "Two…" "Three!" Alison Carol sliced through the roots holding up Dr. Claire Hennessy, and Robert Tofflemire grabbed the head of the Department of…
|Roll Credits
|Ihp (author)
|October 31st 6:00 PM Robert Tofflemire awoke to the sound of a heart monitor. Sitting next to him, half-asleep, was his partner. He had somehow gone from being flung against the wall to being in…
|S & C Phonies
|Ihp (author)
|October 13th Something that looked like Cassandra Pike stood over Alice Carol's bed, contemplating what to do about her. The agent wasn't going to wake up anytime soon, that much was for sure….
|Satyr's Reign
|Ihp (author)
|Dr. Katherine Sinclair used a copy of the Plutonic Codex to beat off an undead Jeffery Dahmer, seriously questioning the choices in life that had led her to this point. The cultists were all dead…
|Scarecrow Factory
|Ihp (author)
|October 24th On the western part of the Hubble estate, there was a sign that proudly proclaimed "Birthplace of Gourdon, Largest Pumpkin in Wisconsin, 1969". Behind it was a pumpkin patch which,…
|Send in the Clowns
|Ihp (author)
|Agent Whitaker woke up, groaning. He felt like he had one hell of a hangover; there was a noise in his head that sounded like that annoying National Weather Service "braaaaaak" noise, and his face…
|Set 'Em Up...
|Ihp (author)
|October 14th Ryan Melbourne sat at his desk, one hand on his keyboard, the other fiddling with a chip which read "Gambler's Anonymous— One Day At A Time". He flipped it around in his hand like he…
|Seven Lies a Week
|Ihp (author)
|Monday "What do you mean, 'we're not live'?" Melanie Pendras resisted the urge to tug at her hair. It had taken them half an hour to doll it up for the camera. "A fucking asteroid is going to hit…
|Sfyrí kai Amóni
|Ihp (author)
|The Reconstructed Temple of Kythera-On-The-Lake Approximately Half a Mile above Southern Russia January 2019 Robert Bumaro stood in front of his anvil, a hammer clenched in his hand. This was,…
|Stupendous Containment Procedures
|Ihp (author)
|Chagrin Falls, Ohio The phone rang in Mr. Watts's room. Though he was only six years old, he got several phone calls, and he was very important. Normally, he would direct them to his assistant, but…
|Ihp (author)
|The trouble started with a supposed "gas leak" at a bank all the way across the state. Quinn was too busy to wonder why the Skippers had such an uncreative cover story, because she was driving,…
|Tax Man
|Ihp (author)
|Site 87 is one of those sites the O5s don't generally like to talk about. However, they do still have to monitor us. So, every couple of years, they send out an auditor to make sure the site hasn't…
|The 12 Days of Site 87's Christmas
|Ihp (author)
|The 12 Days of Site-87's Christmas, by Wolf Expert. On the First day of Christmas, 87 Gave to me… Tristan Bailey started putting up the Christmas tree. He had drawn the short straw, and was…
|The Doom That Came To Theater Six
|Ihp (author)
|October 31st 2:00 AM Theater Number Six contained seventy souls. Popcorn covered the floor, and the carpet was saturated by spilled sodas. The seventy in here had tried to escape. Some managed to,…
|The Great Site-87 Bakesale
|Ihp (author)
|Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin Summer 1992 "I'm sorry, but what." This was the near-universal reaction to the fact that Site-87 had been underfunded by exactly five thousand, four hundred and twenty-one…
|The Heresy of Disassembly
|Ihp (author)
|Sometimes, when he was alone, Robert Bumaro wished he could weep. He sat in his private chamber, meditating on the words of the Broken God, feeling great pain. The Church was his life, his…
|The Kitchen Nightmare
|Ihp (author)
|Addendum: In July of 2018, an abandoned house within Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin suddenly manifested properties similar to those encountered in SCP-2856. At the time, Foundation Researcher Katherine…
|The Lizard in the Mosaic
|Ihp (author)
|Sicily 287 C.E. The traveling menagerie made its final stop for the year in Sicilia. Within its cages, creatures from across Rome were viewed — and taunted — by the public. Children mocked the…
|The Old Ice
|Ihp (author)
|illustrations by SunnyClockwork It was cold. Not the type of cold that the air conditioners brought into the Foundation every day of every year. It was the type of cold reserved for a dark,…
|The Rest of the Story
|Ihp (author)
|Simon Glass was kicking himself for the decision the narrator had made. "Sending Clef and Dimitri on a fucking sabbatical?! What were they thinking!" His behavior produced several bizarre looks…
|The Superior Incident: Debriefing
|Ihp (author)
|Foreword: During the events of Incident SCP-097-D (colloquially termed the "Black Autumn" by members of Site-87's staff), the population of Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin was relocated to two nearby…
|The Witch's Hut
|Ihp (author)
|October 3rd «Douglas County Police closed the roads into Sloth's Pit today, citing a small earthquake which tore up the asphalt on all roads to the city. As of right now, the town, home to 20,000…
|There's Magic in the Air
|Ihp (author)
|I find the Theology Department to be quite troubling at this site. The Occult Studies subdivision in particular has been gum in the hair of Site 87 ever since it was founded. There are currently…
|Ihp (author)
|"Explain to me the appeal of this, John." Dr. Reese leaned on the counter as she waited for the popcorn to finish. "I mean, those shows are just so trashy… not a shred of scientific fact behind…
|Ihp (author)
|October 25th Claude Mattings sat with his head in his hands in one of Site-87's break rooms. He had a bottle of hard cider in front of him, sealed. He'd found it in Cassandra's quarters, with a…
|Unusual Happenings
|Ihp (author)
|Christmastime in Ohio used to mean bright lights all over, moderately snowy weather, and people who were normally the scum of the Earth giving some token effort to donate to the Salvation Army or…
|You Can Check Out Any Time You Want...
|Ihp (author)
|Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin Anomalous Incidents Records 911 Call made on 18/10/2017 from the Pyramid Inn, Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin to Douglas County Dispatch Begin Transcript Dispatch: Douglas County 911,…
|Don Ferreiro's Lie-Katana
|Impslayer (author)
|Professor Ferreiro allowed himself another sigh as he swiped his access card across the barcode scanner. Today had not been a good day. Not that this was a particularly unusual experience for…
|Prometheus and the Eagle
|Inkmouth (author)
|Able is deep, deep down, and dreaming. His mouth and nose fill with seawater, choking and cold. He tries to spit it out, but it's all around him, stinging his eyes. His blood pounds in his ears,…
|Banana Smoothie
|InsipidParoxysm (author)
|"So, let's get this straight. It's… a deer, with airbags?" The corpse was unceremoniously dumped onto the dissection table. The dog-clam had been removed and placed in a small pet carrier outside…
|Canola Oil Panic
|InsipidParoxysm (author)
|Nathaniel Atkinson rang up the green and red nozzle, holstering it in the 7-Eleven gas pump, his other hand occupied with a half-eaten dragonfruit. The pump offered him a receipt, abruptly, which…
|Existential Crisis
|InsipidParoxysm (author)
|One could not say that that Lucas Johann was a hard-working individual. In fact, one could not even make the statement that Lucas Johann was fit for enrollment at the University of Chicago. It would…
|How To Debate An Armchair
|InsipidParoxysm (author)
|As with any day in the life of House God, the morning began not with an alarm, not with the cock's cry, and nor by the creaking of the floorboards. No, the morning began with the daily shouting…
|It Grows On Trees
|InsipidParoxysm (author)
|To be frank, Atkinson hadn't expected the object to create cockroach-like entities with thorns covering their exoskeletons. For organisms composed of plant matter, they packed enough of a punch to…
|Just Like Me
|InsipidParoxysm (author)
|In effect, Nathan, nor Doctor Hart, had exactly expected that the residue would react so violently to the chemicals found in a field testing kit. Neither did they really expect that it would cause a…
|Shellfish For Breakfast
|InsipidParoxysm (author)
|The biologists observed as the former canine spewed its guts from its new thoracic orifice. It used them like a clam's foot to drag itself across the linoleum floor. Nathaniel's expression was one…
|7 Ghost Stories in Site-29
|INT_Translator (author)
|To be honest about these ghost stories, they're nonsense. Compared to the anomalies I found over the course of my life, they hardly have any meaning. However, people are still afraid of them. At the…
|Class D Recruitment
|INT_Translator (author)
|They asked for my ID at the checkpoint. Fake, of course, but the duty boy didn't look at the details, phoning his senior officer as soon as he saw the last name. The boss must have been waiting for…
|INT_Translator (author)
|"Evolution is fantastic, and a truly astonishing process." The biology teacher said, his students — the majority, at least — listening to him attentively. One of them, a girl with luscious, curly…
|Not a Problem.
|INT_Translator (author)
|He's laughing. Laughing at the end of the hallway. The same hallway he has run down countless times. One time, a shadow had followed him and chased him here. Another time, a flame had followed him…
|INT_Translator (author)
|Good morning. I hope that your vacation was alright. Lately a lot of things have happened in the Foundation; several problems have appeared. I'll list the most important ones briefly. A containment…
|Silent Forest
|INT_Translator (author)
|ikuragunkan LurkD:SCP-2521…
|Iron_wofle (author)
|Memories Jason surveyed the scene. The place was a mess, broken glass scattered across the floor, small puddles of blood and chemicals here and there, and three dead bodies lying in the middle of…
|Dent on Plaster Cast
|Ivi-Jinn (author)
|James falls asleep in the passenger seat. As his body leans towards the window, only one of his glasses' arms rests on his ear; the other one slowly slides off to caress his cheek. Fortunately, the…
|Ivi-Jinn (author)
|April 9th, 2690
|J E S T E R (author)
|System. The Fifth Church started a pilgrimage directly into the Sun, and the Solar Occult Coalition is currently attempting to eliminate the Crab Pulsar. The primary cause behind this interstellar expansion was the destruction of Earth by SCP-094.
|Please, Say My Name
|J E S T E R (author)
|He was born into a cold and empty world. His location was irrelevant, for he only knew of two places; his barren home and the foreign outside world. He didn't know where he was, why he was there, or…
|Jack Ike (author)
|☦An ending.☦ 1. That was the current population of beings inhabiting the entire, extended multiverse. One single sapient being lay sleeping on the last patch of solid matter, topped with the last…
|Adam's Worthless - Choose Yokim
|Jack Ike (author)
|The words went straight to his heart, shattering what little self-confidence he still had. The cluttered, shadow-filled room seemed like a perfect reflection of his own inner being at that time….
|Charon (Part 1: Nekyia)
|Jack Ike (author)
|Yanma Mirski sat on the concrete floor staring at the small gem before him. For the past dozen months he had sat at the bottom of this gloomy hexagonal vault, as he was doing now. The wall opposite…
|Charon (Part 2: Katabasis)
|Jack Ike (author)
|« Charon (Part 1: Nekyia) || Charon (Part 2: Katabasis) || Charon (Part 3: Asphodel) » The taste of the coffee was repulsively bitter. Yanma Mirski considered spitting the mouthful out to save…
|Charon (Part 3: Asphodel)
|Jack Ike (author)
|« Charon (Part 2: Katabasis) || Charon (Part 3: Asphodel) || ??? » «« Charon (Part 1: Nekyia) Date Unknown. Everything changed. Burning, surging forth, the wave blasted outwards as fast as it…
|Christmas Propaganda
|Jack Ike (author)
|'Twas the night before Christmas, When all through the Site, Not a single man stirred, Not during that night. The chambers were locked and sealed with great care, In hopes that their contents…
|CODE NAME: ████ ███ - The Truth
|Jack Ike (author)
|What is the easiest way to hide the identity of SCP-001? This would have been a perplexing question for the Administrator who had conceived General Notice 001-Alpha. How do you hide the most…
|Jack Ike (author)
|From: Foundation Global Administration, Requisitions Division To: Researcher Byzant Subject: Approval of D-Class request for SCP-4932 Researcher Byzant, Your request for 1,250 D-Class personnel…
|Foundation Internal Examinations Division, Casefile YYKP-OYZZ
|Jack Ike (author)
|NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION INTERNAL EXAMINATIONS DIVISION All practical exams involving the investigation and/or use of anomalous substances/items/entities are cancelled until further notice….
|Jack Ike (author)
|Abstract: Contact was lost with Site-19 on 2 February 2087, following the initiation of a Category 5 ("Catastrophic") Containment Breach Lockdown. Amalgamate Task Force 4 ("Götterdämmerung") was…
|Holding On
|Jack Ike (author)
|In a small room, a man who sometimes exists greets a man who should no longer be. The first man enters the room with purpose, with pride. His clothes are neither grand nor humble; a light grey…
|Parasport Dossier: Parasport Drag Racing
|Jack Ike (author)
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|Rebar Nightmares
|Jack Ike (author)
|Finally, it was time for his grand escape. It was the time of month when they would need to come in and clean his cell again; three people in jumpsuits, one with a mop to clean up the pungent mess…
|The Conceptual Theology of Physical Existence
|Jack Ike (author)
|Yesterday, I learnt a fact that will change my life forever. Over a week or two, it'd been slowly fitting together, but it was only yesterday the last piece fell in. Useless information if you…
|The Keysmith's Bootstrap
|Jack Ike (author)
|The smell of salt and the sound of quietly lapping waves suddenly appears. I fall, the solid floor previously supporting me now vanished, down to the surface of the water I know is below me. I…
|Win Condition
|Jack Ike (author)
|It had been so long since Charles had felt human, away from the muck, pestilence and waste. His own body felt uncomfortable, foreign to him; his last wash had been months ago. Mites and lice crawled…
|Jack Rankin (author)
|Dear Diary, Hello! My name is Lucy Campbell and I am 8 years old. When I grow up I want to be an actress like Emma Watson because she is very pretty! My mummy is also very pretty and very clever and…
|ARBH-Class Debrief File
|JackalRelated (author)
|Do Not Collect $200
|JackalRelated (author)
|Hello! Enter your login information for Foundation WebNET. │ /serv IDENTIFY PIETROVITCH-W │ ++ Accessing user… (100%) │ ++ Please enter password: │ /password skipsecurity231225 │ ++ Welcome,…
|Kaleidoscope of Guilt
|JackalRelated (author)
|PART 1: KALEIDOSCOPE OF GUILT Dr. Daryl Loyd walked into the break room, populated by eight other personnel. He sighed, knowing he'd have to interact with them. He recognized one of the…
|Nobody In Trouble
|JackalRelated (author)
|chatConnect v3.0 a private connection utility ┌────────────────────────── »'n06ody has joined the lobby └────────────────────────── <sakaali> Hello, Nobody. <einBoot> yo nobody …
|The Last of LARPA
|JackalRelated (author)
|Provisional Site-136/LARPA "Boromine Branch" Boromine, Nevada - Site-136, Section Twelve 07/25/2022, 10:24 AM "Containment breach in Sections Twelve and Ten. All personnel evacuate the West…
|The Morality of Insects
|JackalRelated (author)
|Epsiode #: 083 Transcript Provided Guest Stars: Dr. James Petahn, Mr. Michael Simmons by 3N Network TRANSCRIPT - 8:00 PM, 3/19/2022 DALY: Hello, America. I'm your host, Daniel Daly,…
|Zero Hour
|JackalRelated (author)
|Provisional Site-136/LARPA "Boromine Branch" Boromine, Nevada - West Sector Control Room 07/25/2022, 11:02 AM "Time's up." Petahn lunged quickly at Simmons, who stepped back. Petahn clutched his…
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|The air was still as snow fell upon a forest clearing outside of Minsk. Here and there a few dead tuffs of grass would appear above the powder, but otherwise the blanket of snow was pristine. At the…
|Aboard the Train to Berlin
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Nuremberg, Germany Fall, 1944 When Franz Hoffmann had first been selected to join the Ahnenerbe Obskurakorps, his father made sure to contact him. Herr Hoffmann, a longstanding member of the Thule…
|After They Broke Our Fists
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Only the tips of Denver's skyscrapers still protruded above the sea: glass tombstones for citizens that were washed away years ago. Within one of those lonesome monoliths, a young man in a red and…
|All Hallows'
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|October 1st, 2017 Site Director Edgar Holman sat in his office at Site-64, a small file's worth of paperwork spread out before him. Researcher Cooper sat in a chair on the opposite side, her…
|Ana Hums
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Dr. Adileh Khayyam entered the Site-43 cafeteria with analytical eyes, scanning from table to table with a slight frown until they settled upon a pale, tired-looking woman with short, black hair….
|Assault on Site-64
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Greetings fellow Insurgents. As many of you are likely aware, in exactly twenty-four hours, we will begin an assault upon the Foundation facility known as Site-64. Site-64 Anomalous Materials…
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Arcs of electricity left Vincent Anderson's body as he walked through the Three Portlands rain, the wayward bolts striking nearby buildings and light fixtures as he slowly marched down the center of…
|Bare King
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|"Alright everyone, one last bit of business before we go. Since Johansson is retiring, we're getting a new member." MTF Commander Damian Creed scanned around the briefing table. By this point in the…
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|The two agents sat side by side on a bench in plainclothes, waiting for their contact to arrive. The smell after a rain permeated the Park Blocks. "Do you miss it?" Creed asked. "Three Ports?"…
|Bridges Burnt
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Tom and Jill Herring had been in the middle of dinner when they were interrupted by a knock at the front door. Rolling his eyes in annoyance, Tom went to answer. He was greeted by a tattered Daniel…
|Building Up
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Researcher Conwell looked around his office. The few meager possessions he had used to decorate were now placed in a box on the desk. Conwell let out a deflating sigh. He wanted to say it had been a…
|Caged Bird Sings
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|"You're late." Francesca Carpenter sipped from a cup of coffee. A plainclothesman took a seat across from her and sighed. "You know," Agent Lee said matter of factly, "it's still a half an hour…
|Closed Game
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|The gunfire stopped as suddenly as it had started. An unmarked van that had been driven off the deserted road sported several new bullet holes. The driver's door opened and a body slumped out. A…
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|We're here. I'll send you a response when the dust has settled. I hope you have a plan B, because I'm honestly expecting this whole thing to crash and burn. Your concern is noted, but I think…
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Day 1 D-5111 woke with a sudden jolt, and a splitting headache. As she rapidly blinked, her eyes adjusting to the low light of her environment, she took the time to look around. She was dressed in…
|Decisions We Make
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Sunday, May 9th, 2021 Agent Sasha Merlo sat within the office of Edgar Holman, Director of Foundation Site-64 and a longtime friend. As she relaxed in one of the comfortable chairs he kept in…
|End of Line
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|"Glad to see everyone here." "For those of you who don't know me, I am MTF Commander Jessie Merlo of Gamma-13. This is Commander Damian Creed of Tau-51. Those of you from Mu-13, welcome." "Let's get…
|Family Disclosure Protocol
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Family Disclosure Protocol: Revision 90 Jeremiah Cimmerian, Phillip Foster, Jeffery Jacobs Abstract: Humans, by our very nature, are social creatures. We gather, we find partners, and we form…
|Finding Anderson
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Agent Clarissa Shaw stood silently, looking into the contents of a Site-64 interrogation room. Sitting at the table inside was a Saker who called itself Miles Wilson, an android designed to resemble…
|Good As New
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Aaron Howell sat quietly on his bed. While a normal eleven year old boy might be busy creating epic space battles with his toys, this one just did not have the energy. The late afternoon sun peered…
|Hector and Jacob
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|The man woke up with a severe pain in his head and looked around, brushing a few locks of hair out of his eyes in the process. He sat against the base of a tall deciduous tree in the middle of a…
|Hunting Anderson
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Agent Sasha Merlo sat alone in her office at Site-64. Her neck-length brunette hair was neatly tied in a ponytail as she leaned back in her office chair, feet resting upon her desk. Her eyes were…
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Navarro groaned loudly as he placed his right hand to his head. He felt as if someone had attempted to crack it open, but failed and decided to punch it repeatedly instead. Slowly, he propped…
|Last Meetings
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|As he placed the last of his possessions in a box, an elderly man with a walnut cane gave one last look around the room. His name was Dr. Zachary Johnson, and the office he had worked in for the…
|Looking Ahead
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|An old man sat at his desk. The beeping and buzzing of the lab in the adjoining room produced a repetitive tune. He looked at the pictures on his desk. A melancholy smile crept on his lips. "Hey,…
|Make Portland Weirder
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|August, 1970 As Agent Josephine Creed sat beneath a pine tree in Oregon's Milo McIver State Park, she came to the realization that she hated her current assignment. Wearing plainclothes during a…
|Meeting Anderson
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Agent Sasha Merlo yawned as she slowly moved through the halls of Site-64, a mug of stale coffee in her hands. She had not gotten much sleep over the past few days. The current rush to extract as…
|Meeting Over Coffee
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Daniel Navarro sat alone at a secluded table in a coffee house in Portland. Rather than the usual attire he wore while acting as an agent for the Foundation, here he sat in a set of street clothes….
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|"Hey, Damian?" she asked. The man who was drifting to sleep next to her stirred. "Yeah?" "This isn't going to last, is it? You and I?" "Given the turnover rate for MTF agents, probably not?" "Why…
|No Good Deed
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|January 18th, 2020 As the doctors, nurses, CNAs, and other hospital personnel carried out their duties within Portland's St. Vincent's Hospital, a man in a blue and silver suit weaved his way…
|No Matter What Mask You Wear
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|September, 2012 Two androids stood by a window within the employee lounge of Anderson Robotics World Headquarters. Outside, the Three Portlands sky grew dark as the sun set behind overcast clouds,…
|No One Should Be Alone
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Researcher Conwell sat alone at his desk. The sound of his typing filled the silence that otherwise engulfed the lab. With a large yawn, he took the opportunity to check the clock. It was 7:48 PM,…
|Non-Volatile Memory
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|When Vincent Anderson regained control of his motor functions, he found himself sitting on an overstuffed armchair in a secluded alcove of the Wanderer's Library. Tall shelves towered over him, each…
|Paper Pusher
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Researcher Clayton stood before the small office door and double-checked to make sure he was in the right place. The room was so out of the way that it looked like it had been built as an…
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Researcher Rose Labelle gave a heavy sigh as she entered one of many Site-19 interview rooms, slowly closing the door behind her. She waited a few seconds, then turned. Already sitting at the table…
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Ms. Harrison sat quietly in a rundown inner-city apartment, the table before her and the chair she sat in being the only furniture in the room. Directly across from her, four objects were obscured…
|Razumite Games
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|A xenobiologist and a botanist sat beneath the shade of a tree in the forest outside Site-93. The latter rested her head on the former's shoulder and softly hummed. After several moments, she…
|Simple Sketches
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Researcher Conwell stood over the restraint table. SCP-1360 stared back. Its white plastic eyes seemed emotionless as it followed Conwell's every move. Four security officers stood nearby, each…
|Tearing Down
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Saker #76 sat behind the desk of Dr. Gregg Collins, wearing a synthetic biological casing that was a genetic match to the doctor of the same name. Nearly two years prior, #76 had tracked down Dr….
|The Best Laid Plans
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Despite its confined spaces and crowded plazas, the Wanderer's Library offered plenty of locations where one could perform complex Data Transmutation experiments away from prying eyes. In this case,…
|The Blackbird and The Falcon
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|=SCP Foundation= Department of Human Resources Office of Psychological Health Services Routine Psychological Health Screening Transcript November 17th, 2022 Attending: Dr. D.H. Aeslinger, Psy.D….
|The Homecoming of Eta-13
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Within the cramped dirt tunnels of the Gate Passage a group of eleven humans dressed in the field gear of an SCP Foundation task force limped onward. They were beaten, bloodied, bruised, and carried…
|The Templar Incident
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|In a lonely office at Site-64 sat a short young man with salt and pepper hair. Across from his desk was a casually dressed woman with neck length brunet hair tied back in a ponytail. Several old…
|The Time We Had
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Sasha sighed and rubbed her temples. Sitting in the Site-64 cafeteria, she seemed to have only made a small dent in the paperwork before her. MTF Tau-51 had been on quite a few missions, and it was…
|The Vanishing of Vincent Anderson
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Vincent Anderson sat motionless in his containment cell at Site-19, his attention focused on the alarm klaxons in the distance. While such sounds were not uncommon, the current alert had been…
|Ties That Bind
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Phineas looked himself over in the bathroom mirror. Where have the years gone, old man? he thought to himself. His bald head reflected the bathroom lights. Veins were faintly visible beneath his…
|Volatile Memory
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Assistant Director of Task Forces Clarissa Shaw sighed and removed her glasses. Closing her eyes, she rubbed the bridge of her nose. The image of Vincent Anderson screaming bloody murder while being…
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|T-0 Hours Within the interior of SCP-2344 was a section unlike any other. Rather than a pitch black tunnel of packed dirt, the Gate Passage was fully lit by an unseen source. Thick ivy covered…
|We Boldly Went
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Standing in the heart of an evergreen forest were two men, each wearing the tattered remains of an MTF uniform. Faded and spattered with dirt and grime, the Eta-13 emblem was still visible on their…
|What Happened Beneath Cronos
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|"He's going to find out," a young Joseph Bell sighed as he walked alongside Jeremy Walsh through a forested path on their way home from school. "And when he does he's going to kick our ass." Joseph…
|Where They Kept Their Copies
|Jacob Conwell (author)
|Cameron Torren gave a sigh, took one last sip of coffee, and waited for the stage manager to give him the thumbs up. The signal came, and in a flash, he bolted out onto the set amid cheers and…
|Durbal 2 - This Time, It's Personal
|JanitorCakeworth (author)
|At first, it was a lot of fun. Durbal had endless things to say about the box he was put in. And he planned to say everything. "Box is unsuited to contain a sexy beast such as Durbal." "Box is too…
|Site-30's Janitor
|JanitorCakeworth (author)
|In a dark, dark, dark closet, within the bowels of Site-30, an intercom crackled to life. "Janitor Worth, you're needed in the humanoid containment units. A D-Class just got terminated in an…
|Green Pawn
|JanitorialSnail (author)
|Site-40 A young boy walked lazily around Site 40, watching brooding soldiers and overworked scientists make their daily rounds. He was a janitor, with access only to what he needed to fix, and the…
|The Last Site
|jeffusano (author)
|Chapter One Site-80 Logbook Security Log: Romeo-249.2 Date: 04/23/2021 Begin Log: 10:34 a.m. – Site breach warning activated. Breaches detected in Keter wing, unit 12 and unit 15. Automated…
|An Faq Part Two; Or, Your Hume Questions Answered
|Jekeled (author)
|Do you, too, have a question (or questions) about Humes? Put them down below and they will be answered. Q: What do areas of high (or low) Hume concentration look like? -Dr. S A: An area of low Hume…
|An FAQ; Or, What The Hell Is A Hume?
|Jekeled (author)
|Q: So what the hell is a Hume? A: A good question! A Hume is a way to determine the strength and/or amount of reality in a given area. Now, you may have issues with reality being measured this way,…
|Children Will Listen
|Jekeled (author)
|Note: This is Part 6 of a 7-part story. It is recommended that you start from the beginning with SCP-3475 - Our Shifting Foundations. Annette chose a school. Of course they chose a school. The…
|Into the Woods
|Jekeled (author)
|I have locked a door that no longer exists. The concept of doors is already gone. Anyone walking past will see… well, I don't know, but it won't be my door. My door is special to me, though; years…
|It Takes Two
|Jekeled (author)
|I lay on the hill and stare at the sky. The stars dance underneath the patchy clouds, casting no light above or below. I was on the committee that made the stars up. We had two days to figure out…
|Quid Non Scitum Est
|Jekeled (author)
|The former Great Hall of the Nine-Teenth Ruin was, for the first time that year, completely full, an observation that Cardinal Frakes made with no small amount of pride. Dignitaries from every…
|`Twas The Night Before Christmas
|jerf (author)
|'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the site not a Keter is stirring, to My great delight. The paperwork filed in the cabinets with care, each one a story of objects most rare,…
|Programmed to Receive
|Jim North (author)
|Faraway Voices Hub (TBA) | Showing the Way » Janice sighed as she settled back into the seat of her rental car. Behind closed eyelids, she wearily tried to wipe everything about the past several…
|Showing the Way
|Jim North (author)
|« Programmed to Receive | Faraway Voices Hub (TBA) | In the Master's Chambers (TBA) » "Missing." Both men fell silent as Janice leveled her unbelieving gaze at each of them in turn. "You lost an…
|Jim North (author)
|D-2172 squinted one eye and then the other, trying to figure out which one had the least amount of sleep gunk stuck in the corners. When she finally decided it was the right, she rubbed a fist into…
|Ars Gratia Artis
|Joreth (author)
|Art alone makes life possible – this is how radically I should like to formulate it. I would say that without art man is inconceivable in physiological terms […] Man is only truly alive when he…
|Iteration F
|Joreth (author)
|You are currently viewing Additional Document, Iteration F of the documentation for this entity. This article isn't contained with the rest because it's sinful. This entry also contains many…
|Recovered Document 4761: CotBG-82
|Joreth (author)
|Great Brookham, Surrey - DAILY MAIL PUBLISHED: 06:10 GMT, 18 April 2004 | UPDATED: 07:31 GMT, 18 April 2004 TEENAGE 'CULT' MEMBERS STRIKE TWICE IN ONE MONTH TO USE ABANDONED VEHICLES FOR OFFERINGS …
|Why Change?
|Joreth (author)
|It was memetic after all. This all began with Dr. Vang being booted out of the Foundation. I started working with Dr. Vang 5 years after I got my bachelor's and getting recruited because of my cum…
|I Am Ready
|Josef Kald (author)
|There is a man In my attic Walking around With a soft patter With a loud clatter They brought my cat back With an espionage bug So I wrung its neck With a harsh crack And a soft snap There is a man…
|Predation and Containment 4975 - What Makes the Cuckoo Tick
|K_Solari (author)
|From the desk of Dr. Mollete Avery Abstract In an audit of our predatory SCPs, it has come to my attention that many of our containment methods are not as effective as they can be, and leave a…
|13th-23rd December 2008
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|13/12/2008 To Dr. Kain As you know, the holiday season is fast arriving. As such, it is the time for joy, happyiness, good will towards all men, that sort of thing. And the reason I'm writing this:…
|1st - 12th December 2008
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|02/12/2008 I got nearly no sleep yesterday. I was so consumed with the extractor that all my previous appointments I either forgot, or simply blew off. Unprofessional and immature, I know, but I…
|24th December 2008 14th January 2009
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|24/12/2008 Well, Christmas Eve is here, and I believe Mr. Kringle may have infected the staff with cheer, because the amount of work getting done is non existent. Of course, I'm one to talk… I'm…
|Experiment Log 040
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|Experiment Log of: Professor K. P. Crow, utilizing SCP-040 in obtaining base materials for the "Olympia Project". Date: 13/12/2008 Pre-Experiment Note: I think it's about time we started trying to…
|Experiment Log 158 AG
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|Experiment Log of: Professor K. P. Crow, regarding SCP-158 in use for the "Olympia Project". Date: 29-11-2008 Pre-Experiment Note I've gathered up several D-Class personnel, having interviewed and…
|Experiment Log 784-BETA
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|Experiment Log – SCP-784-BETA Purpose: To discover the appropriate nerve endings that SCP-784 must be connected to in order to function correctly. To replenish stock of SCP-784, in order to allow…
|Experiment Log 914 Theta
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|Experiment Log of: Professor K. P. Crow, utilizing SCP-914 in obtaining base materials for the "Olympia Project". Date: 05/12/2008 Pre-Experiment Note: This is to produce the base materials I need…
|Of Able
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|The wind was harsh and cold, swirling gouts of the snow rippling around the man's thin frame, staining his black cloak like stars in the night sky. It tugged at his ragged clothing, sucking what…
|Olympia Integration Experiment ALPHA
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|Project Codename: Olympia Project#: PRJOLM-000134 Clearance and File#: NPF-00051473 Head Researcher: Professor K. P. Crow Experiment Aims: To construct the physical body of the subject using…
|Olympia Integration Experiment BETA
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|Project Codename: Olympia Project#: PRJOLM-000134 Clearance and File#: NPF-00051473 Head Researcher: Professor K.P. Crow Experiment Aims: To integrate the physical body of the subject with the…
|Olympia Integration Experiment GAMMA
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|Project Codename: Olympia Project#: PRJOLM-000134 Clearance and File#: NPF-00051473 Head Researcher: Professor K.P. Crow Experiment Aims: To test the properties, capabilities and limitations of the…
|Production Model Changes and Procedures
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|Project Codename: Olympia Project#: PRJOLM-000134 Clearance and File#: NPF-00051473 Changes to Olympia Prime (Production Model Template): Left eye is to come from Experiment 914 THETA Test Subject…
|Target Practice
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|The fly floated down onto the nose of the statue gently, watching its surroundings carefully for any sign of a predator. Content with the fact that there were none, it began cleaning itself,…
|The Warrior And The Dragon
|Kain Pathos Crow (author)
|Able paced towards the towering monstrosity casually, nonchalant in his motions, swaggering and grinning as he did so. A massive two-handed claymore was held in place over one of his shoulders, the…
|Anahata or The Crying Boy
|Kakroom (author)
|There's a dock south of Site-12 where head office takes in food and some of the more special equipment for the people we hold. Day in, day out and the white ships follow it - you'd figure they'd…
|Kakroom (author)
|Jonah hadn't ever been brought to imagine that he would spend the remainder of his life in a boat - or even beyond a sparse, fleeting moment within one. He guided Liesl's eye as she gripped the…
|Kakroom (author)
|Written by Whatopercy "Five incidents. Zero recoveries. Eight…
|Milligan's Truck Story
|Kakroom (author)
|I used to run a hostel back in the '80s for folks along I-40. This was back before it was common, these pit stops for travelers along the road. I had the money for it and things weren't looking too…
|Saudade, vol. 1
|Kakroom (author)
|He sat up on his bed, rubbing at his eyes as he attempted to banish the pleasant dreams from which he had been so abruptly removed. "Terribly sorry, sir," a voice echoed in the dark. "Call for you."…
|Kakroom (author)
|Written by Whatopercy It was a beautiful winter evening at Site-197 in…
|The Interviews
|Kakroom (author)
|Written by Whatopercy I can't easily tell you the story of how I met…
|The Red Paw Camp
|Kakroom (author)
|A moment after closing his eyes, Job woke up in his room with the dark of the Vietnamese sky still lying unchristened by the dawn outside his window. The night had been empty of time and fantasies…
|A Night at the Movies
|Kalinin (author)
|TO: O5-7 FROM: Pendergast, William RE: Planetary Survey Data - Relevant URGENCY: HIGH Sir, The latest data from Khevtuul 5 is in. We have two possible exoplanets that are theoretically suited for…
|After Action Report 2272'
|Kalinin (author)
|On 7 November 2016, 0430 Eastern Daylight Time, operatives with Local Mobile Task Force 352-Dalet received reports from Major League Baseball wire services that RHP Ellis Canastota had been…
|And Again
|Kalinin (author)
|The little boy hid behind a tall sycamore tree, the wind sending a steady rain of orange and red leaves over the field behind the school. The boy adjusted his satchel again, deciding that he would…
|Casa de Jacinta / Jacinta de la Casa
|Kalinin (author)
|Aurelio always rides too fast. I told him as much on the last night I saw him. Do you really need to die in a way that will leave such a mess? It's so unfair to the rest of us that we have to see…
|Continued Deliberations
|Kalinin (author)
|O5-2 let the e-mail alert fade from her terminal screen without opening it. She already knew that the Foundation had suffered more casualties in the past twenty-four hours than all of the last five…
|Dimensions 2, 3, and Onward
|Kalinin (author)
|The alarms had been going on for so long that his ears rang in between each beat of the klaxons' harsh, rising pitched wail. Every time he scanned a new hallway, his eyes picked out lurking shapes…
|Faith of the Foundation
|Kalinin (author)
|Check your weapon, soldier. And Flabgobbatron guide you. Mercer checked…
|Guiser's Night
|Kalinin (author)
|Doctor Moore took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes again. The last handful of aspirin hadn't taken effect yet, and the glare from the three monitors was piercing her throbbing headache with an…
|Kalinin (author)
|O5-2 carefully arranged the surgical mask over her face, tugging the disposable fabric this way and that, ensuring that her mouth and nose were covered properly. She bent down and eased off her…
|I, Autarch
|Kalinin (author)
|My name is Frank Carson, Autarch of the Enlightened Republic and Free Association of Wyoming. I have overseen the Universal Dominion of the State of Wyoming and its citizenry for four thousand, nine…
|Labyrinth's End
|Kalinin (author)
|He disengages his straps and punches in a sequence into the armside interface tablet. He sees his hands bathed in red, flashing light as several alarm systems trigger, warning him of his imminent…
|Lana Neal Sings the Blues
|Kalinin (author)
|He sees her long black hair and flowing blue dress, and even through the static and blur on the cheap monitor he can see she's got hands that have only a few years at most of waiting tables and…
|Matryoshka: Epilogue
|Kalinin (author)
|Stillwell resisted the urge to scratch beneath the cast on his arm. Cigarette smoke had never been something he was fond of, but in the close room, with the interviewing officer exhaling it…
|Matryoshka: Part Eight
|Kalinin (author)
|"Try to keep up, old man. I'd like to be as far as possible from Site-7 when their part of the plan starts." Spinella wheezed as he trotted, sweeping his flashlight in front of him and trying to…
|Matryoshka: Part Five
|Kalinin (author)
|Nechayeva emerged from a utility panel in a frozen alleyway after a thirty minute trek through the underground service corridors. She recognized her surroundings as a nearby power substation. She…
|Matryoshka: Part Four
|Kalinin (author)
|The muddy slush of frozen earth soaked into Spinella's clothes as he writhed on the ground, gasping for air, spitting blood. From his back, he watched the old man's shadow on the ground beside him…
|Matryoshka: Part Nine
|Kalinin (author)
|Stillwell poked his head up, slowly, peering through the grimy window pane down at the surgical theater below their perch in the mezzanine. He sank back down. Coogan was busy tying the sheets they…
|Matryoshka: Part One
|Kalinin (author)
|"Do you have children, Ekaterina?" SCP-1041, dressed in loose-fitting gray and black striped clothes, picked another file out of the cabinet and rifled through it, her flashlight scanning quickly,…
|Matryoshka: Part Seven
|Kalinin (author)
|The old man was propped up in the corner, some surplus Red Army blankets hastily bunched up to provide both warmth and stability for the frail humanoid. He peered out from beneath his hat with…
|Matryoshka: Part Six
|Kalinin (author)
|The Site-7 surgical auditorium, for all of its wood paneling lining the walls and the rows of well-worn theater style seats, might have been any one of a hundred medical facilities of the rational…
|Matryoshka: Part Three
|Kalinin (author)
|The sudden, electric buzz of his cell door unlocking assaulted the doctor's ears as he lay on the bare metal cot, instinctively recoiling from the noise. He raised a scrap of his coat to shield his…
|Matryoshka: Part Two
|Kalinin (author)
|Directly across from Stillwell sat Juhasz in the green plastic chair. To his left was Coogan on the threadbare gray couch. Stillwell shifted in his flimsy wooden folding chair. Its creaking echoed…
|Matryoshka: Prologue
|Kalinin (author)
|O5-8 opened the door to the observation deck, brightly lit by a clear morning sun. The observers on the 86th floor had a clear panorama of Manhattan, still buried in snow from the storm passing…
|Nazi Nonsense
|Kalinin (author)
|Sergeant Freudenberger squinted again at the tiny print on the manifest list, struggling to find his place. He jumped at the sudden sound of the train whistle as yet another load of prisoners…
|Nondescript Nose
|Kalinin (author)
|"No, no, no! The chorus does not start launching into Horst Wessel Song until the Hero of Aryan Purity is above the Threshold of the Fatherland! Above!" Max von Gruben barked directions at the…
|Kalinin (author)
|Excerpt, Memoirs of K. Yildirim, Mission Commander, Expedition of the First Thousand I think back to what happened, how it changed the way in which we view the ultimate result of the expedition….
|Pseudohistorical Mischief
|Kalinin (author)
|The campus was mostly deserted tonight. Students everywhere at the university were holed up in their dormitories or at the library; poring frantically over books, scribbling last-minute notes,…
|Kalinin (author)
|Many years ago, when she was a young Cyber Operations Specialist, the site where she stood had been alive, humming with the energy of a hundred servers, buzzing with activity as researchers hurried…
|Standard Dream Report 66-Y 990.1
|Kalinin (author)
|Document 990-03: Dr. ██████████ reported a manifestation of SCP-990 during a dream occurring seventeen hours ago. Per emergency orders distributed to all personnel regarding possible data on…
|Standard Dream Report 66-Y 990.2
|Kalinin (author)
|Document 990-04: Per advice of her personal physician, O5-2 took several prescriptions in order to induce sleep in the early hours of 7 November 2016. Upon awaking, O5-2 reported a manifestation of…
|Stars Over Misty Veil
|Kalinin (author)
|TO: Esquivel, Roberto FROM: Site-67 Secure Connection RE: thought you'd like this Attachment: mistyveil.pdf announcing yourself, Roberto? found this in the fall issue of Route 5. you're a literary…
|Strangers of Site-17: 105
|Kalinin (author)
|It had been sixty-eight days since the guard posted to her door had been reassigned in favor of the security cameras. Her mind was now mostly free of the deadening aftereffects of sedative, allowing…
|Strangers of Site-17: 343
|Kalinin (author)
|She awoke in a plush, high backed chair, facing a delicately-carved marble fireplace containing a layer of glowing embers. As her eyes adjusted to the dim light in the room, she noticed ornate…
|Strangers of Site-17: Hayakawa
|Kalinin (author)
|Site Director Hayakawa set a kettle of water on the hotplate and locked his door. He took a final look at his desk and the series of filing cabinets and countertops in his office. Spotless,…
|The Man at the Threshold
|Kalinin (author)
|TO: O5-1 FROM: O5-12 RE: the end URGENCY: HIGH I hope this gets through. If you're like me, seeing things on the BBC and the New York Times before getting briefed on them by staff is doing a number…
|The Manistique Broadcast
|Kalinin (author)
|There exists a subculture on the internet fascinated by lost media. Missing episodes of long-cancelled television shows, unreleased photographs of important historical events, suppressed news…
|The Woodvale Incident
|Kalinin (author)
|September 23, 1949: United States President Harry S. Truman announces to the world that the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics has successfully detonated an atomic weapon, ending the United…
|Blame It on the Bloom Boys
|Karnickel (author)
|The sky was clear, birdsong filled the air, and the sweet scent of meadow blossoms wafted through the lanes of the village of Snuggle Acres. Farmer Goodland stepped out of his cottage and beamed…
|Found in the Cell of the Condemned Prisoner
|Karnickel (author)
|Young ladies wore gowns and flowers in bloom Young gentlemen preened and wandered the room Anxiously waiting for her to arrive With the crowd we thought we'd never be missed Two fools engaging in a…
|Found in the Journal of a Lost Naturalist
|Karnickel (author)
|There clinging amongst the towering green Where humming the birds had gifted their seed Clad in rainbow hues of effortless bloom There our prize did shine forth beneath the moon From far had we come…
|SomethingK-class Scenario, I guess
|Karnickel (author)
|They say that the way That the world will end Is not with a bang, but a whimper Or perhaps in frost Or perhaps in flame Or in some madman's fit of temper What they don't understand Is that endings…
|The Curious Incident of the Contradictory Crocodile
|Karnickel (author)
|Cairo, Egypt September 22, 1878 Dear Aunt Cecilly, First, and briefly, Uncle Alec and I are as well as can be expected. We will be traveling back to Athens within the week, where the good…
|An Overview of Foundation Journals Published in May 2017, So You Can Remember How Fucking Lucky We Were Then
|Kate McTiriss (author)
|< Operation Cannery Row: Excerpts from the Foundation's Regional Print Media Archive | DNM - | - | - From: Titus Solowski (fpcs.dleif.253|ikswolost#fpcs.dleif.253|ikswolost) Subject: An Overview…
|Fault Lines
|Kate McTiriss (author)
|Quinine's bitter, sugar's sweet! The music blared. It was the only way she could stay alert in the early mornings. Regional Director Kate McTiriss drummed her fingers on the desk, whiny lo-fi music…
|Going Straight To Hell In A Lincoln Continental
|Kate McTiriss (author)
|< Fault Lines | DNM | Operation Cannery Row: Document 2013§451A3 > - | - | - McTiriss, Solowski, Houghton and Perez stumbled, but landed on their feet. The ninety-degree shift in gravity upon…
|I Double E
|Kate McTiriss (author)
|< Operation Cannery Row: Document 2013§451A3 | DNM | The Hyacinth Hymnal > - | - | - I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the…
|Operation Cannery Row: Document 2013§451A3
|Kate McTiriss (author)
|< Going Straight To Hell In A Lincoln Continental | DNM | I Double E > - | - | - OPERATION CANNERY ROW Keeping Our Friends Close, Whether They Like It Or Not As part of our continued effort to…
|Operation Cannery Row: Excerpts from the Foundation's Regional Print Media Archive
|Kate McTiriss (author)
|< Seven Vignettes From The Life Of Mackenzie Lee-Crook | DNM | An Overview of Foundation Journals Published in May 2017, So You Can Remember How Fucking Lucky We Were Then > - | - | - OPERATION…
|Seven Vignettes From The Life Of Mackenzie Lee-Crook
|Kate McTiriss (author)
|< The Hyacinth Hymnal | DNM | Operation Cannery Row: Excerpts from the Foundation Regional Print Media Archive > - | - | - 1. Visions Of Sugared Pastry Cooked Up In Clarified Butter The smell of…
|The Hyacinth Hymnal
|Kate McTiriss (author)
|< I Double E | DNM | Seven Vignettes From The Life Of Mackenzie Lee-Crook > - | - | - SCP Foundation Audio Database File 98A07 - Excerpts from the Hyacinth Hymnal, 2012–13. A shortwave radio…
|Deus Volt!
|kenneth1221 (author)
|It was an absolutely beautiful day, and Michael was overjoyed that his daughter Charlotte was finally getting married. It had long been time since his brood needed to be expanded, but Charlotte, to…
|Dr. Bridge Over Troubled Water
|Kestin (author)
|Nota Bene: This was writted for an April Foll's Day contest, and misspellings were part of the jugging criteria. Dr. Bridge was board at his desk. He was known all over the Fondation for his epic…
|It's Not Pronounced Like the Thesaurus, Dammit!
|Kestin (author)
|Dr. Roget was angry. He was furious. One might say he was enraged, or even wrathful. Why? Because the world was a terrible place, full of war, poverty, bigotry, abuse, greed, selfishness, people who…
|Kestin (author)
|This was definitely not D-3748's cell. For one thing, the room was silent. During the day, his cellmates were constantly shuffling, scribbling on the blank paper they were generously given, getting…
|Anomalous Teens Against Trilobite Schemes
|keyii (author)
|« Grin and Bear It || Anomalous Teens Against Trilobite Schemes || Cafeteria Chat "You're being a baby. Just take it on its little field trip and be done with it," Coles coaxed. "It'll be fun….
|Cafeteria Chat
|keyii (author)
|« Anomalous Teens Against Trilobite Schemes || Cafeteria Chat "Hey, can you pass the salt?" Junior Researcher Benedict Kim startled. It was December and the stale air of the Site-19 cafeteria…
|Grin and Bear It
|keyii (author)
|Grin And Bear It || Anomalous Teens Against Trilobite Schemes » "Congratulations, Junior Researcher Kim," said Coles. "You're on babysitter duty." Junior Researcher Benedict Kim looked up from the…
|A Cicada's Funeral Dirge
|kinchtheknifeblade (author)
|Beneath her feet, cicada shells lay resplendent, numerous, myriad. A crunch like autumn leaves. The sky was pinkish, autumnal. Her (hers?) trees were all dying. But the good kind of death. A slow…
|Bong Rip Tendency
|kinchtheknifeblade (author)
|Alexander had a way of owning a room from the moment he walked in. So, as the door soundlessly blew off its hinges, Jude just reached down, pulled a rapidly warming beer out from JJ's backpack, and…
|Different Kinds of Nihilism
|kinchtheknifeblade (author)
|harmpit: di dyou eevr meet him @bluntfiend bluntfiend: I have no idea who you're talking about. lesbian_gengar: yeah hey bluntfiend have you ever heard of [mystery noun] harmpit: we wree justtal…
|Jude's Bizarre Adventure
|kinchtheknifeblade (author)
|(or, The Doped-Up Sadboy Chronicles) Part 1: Phantom Blunt Part 2: Bong Rip Tendency Part 3: Kiefdust Crusaders Part 4: Shatter Is Unbreakable (Coming Soon!) Jude's Bizarre Adventure is a tale of…
|Kiefdust Crusaders
|kinchtheknifeblade (author)
|"And he's dead?" The dude was dead as hell, that was for sure. JJ had seen people die in front of him before. It wasn't as hard as he thought it would be to get used to. Or maybe it was the best for…
|Phantom Blunt
|kinchtheknifeblade (author)
|The snow was just starting to melt. He would've been back at another semester at school, if it wasn't so horribly uncool to continue one's schooling. Everything was still dead, but it was just…
|Sometimes It's Not Funny
|kinchtheknifeblade (author)
|Log from Bluntfiend's Big Boyz Burger Club jockjamsvol6 has entered the chat. harmpit: yuor a ducking fdool lesbian_gengar: lmao what about warren??? they're ALL fucking creepys. jockjamsvol6:…
|Sometimes Manna Is Just a Cicada Shell
|kinchtheknifeblade (author)
|"You're definitely not allowed to smoke weed, right?" "I don't think my moms would be cool with it." "Did you smoke weed, you know, before?" "Yeah." "It's probably better you don't." "I don't even…
|The Things I Did for Love
|kinchtheknifeblade (author)
|My name is Jude Kriyot. And it's a funny name, isn't it? Kriyot is the city from which Judas hailed. You know, the killer of Christ. Or the one who sold out the Christ. Depending on your…
|The Ways in Which We Are Starved (or, The Special Kind of Solidarity between a Butch Wendigo and a Magic Twink)
|kinchtheknifeblade (author)
|Blood. And flesh and. Bone. Ground beneath you. Your paw pads patter on the hard earth. The smell of pine. Of prey. Swirling, and all of them. Wet nose. Despite bone. Sleek. In the night. Antlers…
|Tyrone Joins the Family
|kinchtheknifeblade (author)
|I knew by then, you know, to not trust it when one of the doctors was smiling. The ones who looked at you like you were lower than shit were better. At least they didn't notice you. But some guys?…
|What Passes as Normal in the Digital Age
|kinchtheknifeblade (author)
|Any time she heard the word normie, she had to wince. And in her circles, she ended up doing a lot of wincing. It wasn't their fault for the most part. It was a useful word, a good coded word. Said…
|When Home and Hearth No Longer Offer Solace from the Specter of Night
|kinchtheknifeblade (author)
|The Scientist Beneath the canopy, sunlight filtered in jagged, stuttered lines through gaps in trees. In the wilderness, in the beauty of nature, she thought only of the double-slit experiment….
|Land Of Honey
|FloppyPhoenix (author)
KindlyTurtleClem (author)
|Exaggerations were never beneath her — she always tended to have an eye for whimsy — but castles that rise up into the sky? Stars that shine as bright in the day as at night? Land of honey? Whatever she described, it was not New York.
|The wall on which the prophets wrote, is cracking at the seams
|KindlyTurtleClem (author)
|Info Title: The wall on which the prophets wrote, is cracking at the seams Author: KindlyTurtleClem Image Credit: In comments. Special thanks to mayoculpa for really…
|Upon the instruments of death, The sunlight brightly gleams
|KindlyTurtleClem (author)
|Info Title: Upon the instruments of death, The sunlight brightly gleams Author: KindlyTurtleClem Image Credit: In comments. More by this author The…
|Emergency Action Bulletin
|kingpogan (author)
|UNITED STATES FEDERAL EMERGENCY MANAGEMENT AGENCY CODE 102-01 ACTION BULLETIN CRUCIAL INFORMATION BELOW EMERGENCY BROADCAST 001 The United States Federal Emergency Management Agency (FEMA), in…
|Foundation Incident Review 221-B
|kingpogan (author)
|SCP FOUNDATION DEPARTMENT OF INTERNAL AFFAIRS INCIDENT REVIEW 221-B Overview Incident Summary Casualties Final Report Incident ID: 221-B Incident Type: Class-A Date of Incident: 08/31/████…
|Gor'dun the Consumer
|kingpogan (author)
|Gor'dun the Consumer sat upon his throne in the Dark Quadrant of the Andromeda Galaxy, shifting his weight to rest his head on his fist. His cosmic, almost impossibly dark face twitched in anguish…
|Operation Wilhelm
|kingpogan (author)
|FROM THE DESK OF THE UNITED STATES HIGHER RESEARCH COMMITTEE 02 JUNE 1947 TOP SECRET Director Collins, The USHRC has received your written request in regards to Operation Wilhelm and reviewed it…
|Ra'ash The Cosmic Hound
|kingpogan (author)
|Agent Hawthorne awoke to the sounds of chaos and death. He had heard them before. Afghanistan. Iraq. Places and moments he had desperately tried to purge from his memory, yet always crept their way…
|UIU Orientation
|Kingreaper (author)
|Welcome to the FBI's second least popular division; the Unusual Incidents Unit. Most of you are probably here as a punishment, because someone wants you out of their hair. Any of you here because…
|Log of Unexplained Locations
|KnightKnight (author)
|Foreword: This page is to be devoted to the documentation of low threat anomalous locations which have been discovered by the SCP Foundation over the years. Although all locations listed in this…
|SyFy Channel Presents: BEARMAGGEDON!!!
|kol aumer (author)
|Extranormal Event #: 2016-045 Date of Occurrence: 01/1/2016 Event Description: From approximately 6:00 pm to 11:00pm a broadcast overwrote the regularly scheduled programming for a number of…
|Halloween on 17th Street
|Kothardarastrix (author)
|a tale for the Halloween2018 contest As night fell over Daleport, 17th Street came alive. Orange lights flickered on in the mouths of grinning pumpkins. Animatronic zombies and witches moaned and…
|Four Seconds, Low Pitched
|ksaid (author)
|An extended siren for fifteen seconds meant fire. A continuous siren meant evacuation. Three short sirens meant a lock down, and two short sirens followed by an extended siren was a bomb threat….
|Sparkle Spectacular
|ksaid (author)
|Bender's Day! The SCP Foundation's greatest (and only) holiday! It only comes once a year — except for last year when Bright slept through the first one and wanted a do-over. Bender's Day! A day…
|A Poem for Nobody
|Kuroiten (author)
|It wasn't his drink from the party Where the tranquilizers were hid, The cocktail on the cocktail napkin Is what gently closed the lid. What's one more reveler out cold In a culture of thrills and…
|Job Opportunities
|L0rdDeath (author)
|On Monday morning, Aleksander awoke in his London apartment to the smell of burnt toast. Assuming he was having a heart attack (the irony of this assumption only occurred to him later in the day),…
|Tinker Tailor Soldier Huntsman
|L0rdDeath (author)
|It happens every night, without exception. The details are different every time, his years living in the secret world blurring together into one messy painting. Tonight, his client is a very old man…
|Her Masterpiece
|LadyKatie (author)
|It's all his fault. If he hadn't been around, the baby would still be here. The beautiful product of our flesh and blood. It's easy to smash his skull in with the baseball bat he kept around. And…
|I Have a Patron
|LadyKatie (author)
|Fall 1477 It was a lovely late Fall afternoon when she visited my shop. A nervous looking girl, young and plain. "Excuse me?" "Hm, yes?" "Did I get the right shop? I mean… are you Leonardo da…
|Cuteness On Main!
|Ellie3 (author)
Laneous (author)
|Usage To import this theme to your page, put the following anywhere inside it: [[include component:creepypasta-theme]] The standard CSS @import method won't work. This is intentional (thanks to…
|lavenderbloodstains (author)
|"Why do you create art?" The man sitting across the table blinked his eyes, nervously adjusting his fedora. He nervously sipped his coffee, sugar-filled and stuffed with cream, and nervously patted…
|A Sensible Use of Human Life
|Lazar Lyusternik (author)
|Fresh from the Waiting Room, Craggs had been allocated a temporary office with which to set up. Her new husband database administrator in tow. A site supervisor peers in. "You know that SQL query…
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|Lazar Lyusternik (author)
|Well, I guess that's everyone. Let's get started. As you hopefully know at this point, the 'P' in our motto stands for 'protect'. There are two kinds of protection that entails - protecting the…
|If I Tried to Run, Would You Give Me a Shot?
|Lazar Lyusternik (author)
|She knew this day would come. Dr. Craggs was nothing if not a plotter of the utmost degree. She cajoled, coerced, blackmailed, and sometimes performed indecent favors for the Foundation in the…
|Nameless Bodies, in Unremembered Rooms
|Lazar Lyusternik (author)
|Threat Assessment 3033 Official Unit Name: "Mike" Squad Affiliation: Chaos Insurgency Type: Shock Infantry Threat Level: Orange Composition: Up to 30 instances per one controller, deployed in…
|Setting Sun
|Lazar Lyusternik (author)
|I told them they had six months - at most a year - to bring the US to its knees, and then things would go to hell. Now, everything was going exactly as I predicted. Midway - a total disaster of…
|Tying the Gordian Knot
|Lazar Lyusternik (author)
|Travis leaned back in his seat. "So, Doctor, I have good news and bad news." "I never liked subjective terms." "The good news is that we appear to be in the clear, no one on our six, and less than…
|In the Big League
|Leicontis (author)
|"Your ID, sir?" You nervously present your ID badge to the heavily-armed guard, who scans the barcode with a handheld reader, checks the display, and hands it back to you with a nod. Whatever this…
|Leicontis (author)
|*shatter* FLASH I'm lying on the floor, in more pain than I've ever felt before. I guess this is what it feels like to have a bullet in your gut. The pain is a constant but everything else is…
|Ruiz Sobers Up
|Leviathan34 (author)
|Once upon a time, in the mysterious land of Brooklyn, New York, Ruiz Duchamp was getting fucked up in Joey's house. twinkly wind chime sound effects "Ruiz. Your art. I'm telling you, it's not good."…
|Operation Hippodrome
|Lex1nat0r (author)
|Report on Operation Hippodrome Stigma-9 Preamble: Given SCP-████'s combination of both religious and technological iconography, and given GOI-004's ("The Church of the Broken God") status as an…
|Recording Hippodrome-045
|Lex1nat0r (author)
|"Uh, hi. If you're watching this, then I guess you, or maybe that should be 'we', survived. And yes, I really am you. Look, this is my… your… our face. No makeup or anything, this isn't a mask. Uh,…
|Bag Man Begins
|LibraZero (author)
|Researcher Matthews was not having a good day. First, it was his alarm going off 10 minutes late, forcing him to rush his carefully prepared morning habits. Then, his car had refused to start,…
|Brökkën Güd
|LilyFlower (author)
|"No, no, I meant my left, you imbecile, now the head is on backwards. I knew you'd be no help." For the cultists of the Church of the Broken God, a long wait was over. After hundreds of years of…
|Time Keeps On Slippin'
|Lintharo (author)
|The lab was empty at night. It was quite small for a scientific establishment, with only 6 rooms connected to a hallway with doors at either end. Not much was spent in the way of comfort and safety,…
|Save Our Souls - Part 1
|LiterallyMechanical (author)
|Info Save Our Souls — Part 1 Author: LiterallyMechanical For the rest of my work, check out LiterallyMechanical's Author Page A few of my favorites: SCP-4170 — The Dark…
|Litfried (author)
|You rest your head against the bus window, briefly closing your eyes. The jolts and bumps making your jaw rattle aren't enough to distract you. The cool glass doesn't help, either. You can't stop…
|The Great Siege of Julabin
|LithiumXCVI (author)
|The following is an excerpt taken from SCP-140, detailing the siege of the city-state Julabin located in what is now [REDACTED], Norway. *Note: Based on context as well as usage in previous…
|The Price of Knowledge
|LithiumXCVI (author)
|Blood has long been regarded as an important part of our rituals. Its powers and properties have been extensively studied by many famous priests. Among the first was the Holy Father Dichardu of…
|Dial S For SCP
|Loiterer87 (author)
|Project Crossover » Dial S For SCP "…This is an actual item?" "Yes sir." "… An actual item to be kept and contained on Site. Not one of those random weird objects we have, like the ducks?" "Sir, it…
|When Moses Goes Wrong
|Loiterer87 (author)
|David awoke with a splitting headache. Somehow once again, he'd fallen asleep at the Library. Either that or a Docent had followed him home. A table, a chair and a lot of stacks of books reaching…
|Won't You Be My Neighbour...
|Loiterer87 (author)
|The Broken Fifth
|LongWalkHome (author)
|The clockwork gears in Brother Diagram's head ached. Yes, they ached. It was nothing like the slow, dysfunctional grinding of a poorly calibrated Cognition Engine. Besides, he had just had his parts…
|Yuli and Ivan Go On an Adventure. [Part I]
|LongWalkHome (author)
|Like many others that day, Yulian Fyodorov was greeted one early August morning to a fully-armed unit of Task Force Officers, assault rifles in hand, standing in front of his office building's…
|Yuli and Ivan Go On An Adventure. [Part II]
|LongWalkHome (author)
|In the shadow of a soldier's assault rifle, Yulian Fyodorov stared down at the pile of (pointless, repetitive, yet for some reason incredibly classified) documents in his desk drawer. Just below the…
|(The Engine of A Film)/(The Fine Game of Nil)
|djkaktus (author)
LordStonefish (author)
|Once Upon A Time In Site 19… "Man, another day, another 096 breach," Researcher Chad Benson said, kicking a paperclip across the room. "At least this time it was just some dude. Can you imagine how…
|LordStonefish (author)
|A poetic meditation
|asmr by dado
|LordStonefish (author)
|On 9/19/18, the Youtube channel Ephemeral Rift ASMR was hacked from an unknown IP address located somewhere in the American southeast. The following video was uploaded and gained over 1.6 million…
|Excerpt from The Astrolabe Institute Journal
|LordStonefish (author)
|Call (814)-555-3346 THE ASTROLABE INSTITUTE This Document is Publicly Available Product of the Astrolabe Institute, a scientist-run Public Media & Containment Company dedicated to Containment…
|Grandchildren Frost
|LordStonefish (author)
|The icemen slowly crossed the mountain pass, moving with utterly implacable confidence. A good two or so days since they had left the Cloud, but the mission was one of utter importance. They could…
|Holy Mackerel
|LordStonefish (author)
|** "Officially known as Mnestic Stimulant 125, coldpost Is currently only given officially to researchers on highly classified projects or SCPs, however due to its highly addictive nature, it…
|Portrait of Two Choreographers
|LordStonefish (author)
|SCP-████ Addendum: Partial list of recovered documents from Incident-████/4. Documents constitute a correspondence between PoI-4667 and PoI-4668, both prominent anartists potentially involved in the…
|The DevourerLand Diaries
|LordStonefish (author)
|Dear Jameson Reynolds, Nomi Barazikane, and other assorted members of the board of the Union of Christmas and Holiday Entertainers. As you know, Peter Sarábande has been Top Santa for the past…
|The News Tonight: Wednesday April 26th 2017
|LordStonefish (author)
|Hello, and welcome to tonight's news. Broadcasting live from New York Complex, I'm Junior Aímact Roger Gallardi, Official Newsreader-Scholar of the Church of The Second Hytoth, the only sanctioned…
|The Undoing
|LordStonefish (author)
|A TRAILER 0:00-0:05: Darkness. Short, gasping breaths. Close up on DR. OBROV's flickering eyes. They snap open. 0:06-0:08: Dr. Obrov stands rigid next to his bed, looking at his sleeping wife. It…
|The William Penn Iteration
|LordStonefish (author)
|Image taken of sky during containment by Researcher Talloran of both the users of /r/SCP_3999 and noted American fiction author Flannery O'Connor. All rights reserved Frank Talloran was dying….
|Wade Williams Distribution Presents:
|LordStonefish (author)
|When I was born, I screamed. And my mother proclaimed it the best sound ever uttered by any being. A th