This mimicry is superficial. For example: While an instance of 
SCP-3035 may reproduce the coloration and behavior patterns of 
bumblebees, they will not reproduce a bee's complex social network 
or unique form of communication. 


Instances of SCP-3035 will mimic each other more rapidly than 
other organisms. This leads to a feedback loop: One instance will 
adopt a new attribute, only for all other instances to immediately 


mimic the first instance, acquiring the attribute for themselves. 


It should be emphasized that this mimicry is only a shallow 
approximation — an attempt by some as-of-yet unknown process to 
‘look’ and ‘act' like something else. Regardless of the extent of this 
mimicry, instances of SCP-3035 still retain many of the 
characteristics associated with cockroaches. 


Addendum 3035.1: Site-173 Documentation 


> ACCESS SCP:/3035/package_manifests/ 
january_2012.log 


RECEIVED ON: 01/05/2012 


CONTENTS 


* 3 keyboards (broken) 

* 6 sealed test-tubes (filled) 

* 3 unsealed test-tubes (empty) 

¢ 0.25 kg assorted organs (cockroach, 
fresh) 

¢ 0.5 kg assorted organs (human, 
decomposed) 

* 7 syringes (seals intact) 


NOTE: Contents of sealed test-tubes not 
identified; presumed to be either sewage, 
blood, or both. 


RECEIVED ON: 01/12/2012 


CONTENTS 


¢ 1 keyboard (broken) 

* 3 unsealed test-tubes (empty) 

¢ 0.15 kg assorted organs (cockroach, 
fresh) 

¢ 0.25 kg assorted organs (human, 


decomposed) 
* 1 syringe (broken) 
* 1 clipboard 
* 1 legal pad 


NOTE: Legal pad contained illegible scribbles. 
RECEIVED ON: 01/22/2012 


CONTENTS 


* 1 computer mouse (broken) 

¢ 2 unsealed test-tubes (empty) 

¢ 10 g roach eggs 

¢ 15.5 kg assorted organs (human, fresh) 
* 1 coffee mug (text: "| Hate Mondays") 


NOTE: Roach eggs destroyed immediately as 
per procedure. 


> ACCESS SCP:/3035/emails/february_2007.log 


DATE: 02/01/2007 

FROM: Dr. Breeman <noitadnuof.pcs| 
nameerbp#noitadnuof.pcs|nameerbp> 
TO: Dr. Xao <noitadnuof.pcs| 
oaxh#noitadnuof.pcs|oaxh> 
SUBJECT: Unusual Behavior 


We noticed something while finishing up with 
the latest batteries of tests. The SCP-3035 
instances have adopted a new behavior — 
they'll stand along the edge of their enclosure, 
‘tapping’ their forelegs against the glass. We're 
not sure where this behavior came from; it's 
not something exhibited in any of the insects 
we're training them to mimic. 


of SCP-370-b appears in individuals with strong sadistic or violent 
tendencies. Subjects infected with SCP-370-b initially become very 
calm. This stage lasts for several seconds, and is followed by a 
sudden unprovoked assault on anyone within the subject's reach, 
which continues into an indiscriminate killing spree. Persons killed 
by the infected subject will glow brightly and undergo an unknown 
transformation, presumably the same or similar to that of the 
suicides. 


Initially the infected subject is no more dangerous than an ordinary 
violent human, however after approximately killing two (2) to three 
(3) victims the subject’s body will begin to radiate yellow light. This 
light appears to inhibit the sympathetic nervous response of the 
subject’s victims, making it difficult for victims to fight back. After 
approximately five (5) to six (6) successful kills, the light triples in 
intensity and the direct skin-to-skin contact with the subject becomes 
deadly. At this point any eye contact with the victim becomes a 
contagious factor. 


After killing an average of twelve (12) victims (Subjects who were 
considered violent prior to infection may require as many as fifty (50) 
kills to reach this stage) the subject will abruptly cease hostilities and 
enter the final phase of SCP-370-b infection. Subjects will raise its 
arms skyward and shout in a slightly amplified voice,“ take me 
home!” This sound seems to pass through soundproof walls and 
industrial strength earmuffs with only slight muffling. Infection of all 
human beings within earshot is virtually guaranteed, except in cases 
of sensory deafness. After this cry, a shaft of radiation in the visible 
spectrum forms around the subject, who will then levitate several 
feet above the ground before [REDACTED] and vanishing. As with 
SCP-370-a, no traces of the vanished subjects have ever been 
found. 


- SCP-370-c manifests in subjects of high IQ and analytical or 
contemplative personality type and is the most dangerous of the 
three manifestations. Unfortunately the majority of the Foundation’s 
research staff are susceptible to SCP-370-c. Upon initial infection, 
subjects will close their eyes and remain voluntarily still and silent for 
an average of thirty (30) seconds. If questioned on this, subjects will 
claim to have been ‘praying.’ Any infected subjects detected at this 


ATTACHMENTS: glass_tapping.mp5 


DATE: 02/02/2007 

FROM: Dr. Breeman <noitadnuof.pcs| 
nameerbp#noitadnuof.pcs|nameerbp> 
TO: Dr. Xao <noitadnuof.pcs| 
oaxh#noitadnuof.pcs|oaxh> 
SUBJECT: New Developments 


We figured it out. They're mimicking me. 


Nearly every day, I've been sitting down 
besides their enclosure, starting up my 
computer, and tapping away at the keyboard 
for twenty minutes. And now they've adopted 
my behavior — 'sitting up’ and ‘typing’ at the 
glass. 


We previously presumed these organisms only 
mimicked other insects; clearly, we were 
wrong. This ability appears to extend to any 
creature they can observe. 


ATTACHMENTS: <None> 


DATE: 02/03/2007 

FROM: Dr. Breeman <noitadnuof.pcs| 
nameerbp#noitadnuof.pcs|nameerbp> 
TO: Dr. Xao <noitadnuof.pcs| 
oaxh#noitadnuof.pcs|oaxh> 
SUBJECT: My New Research Staff? 


Per your suggestion, I've moved the enclosure 
to a spot where my 'colleagues' can watch my 
work with greater ease. They've proven to be 
very apt students — already, I've observed 
them mimicking the motions | make when I'm 


taking notes or preparing solutions for testing. 
I've even noticed a few of them flopping 
around in a rather clumsy attempt to walk. 


There's one other issue — they've gotten 
bigger. An increase of about 15%, according to 
my measurements. It occurred so slowly | 
didn't even think to measure them until | 
reviewed past footage and noticed the 
increase in size. 


Regardless, my new star pupils are starting to 
grow on me. 


ATTACHMENTS: <None> 


DATE: 02/04/2007 

FROM: Dr. Breeman <noitadnuof.pcs| 
nameerbp#noitadnuof.pcs|nameerbp> 
TO: Dr. Xao <noitadnuof.pcs| 
oaxh#noitadnuof.pcs|oaxh> 
SUBJECT: Walking 


They're walking. They're walking! 


All of them, all at once — it happened like 
magic. Yesterday, they were just thumping 
around clumsily, and today... | walk into the 
lab and find them all strolling about the 
enclosure. Like they own the place. Or... like a 
buzzing little classroom of pre-graduate 
students awaiting their Professor. 


The curious part is that every test I've 
performed on them still indicates that they 
have the intelligence of your basic, run-of-the- 
mill cockroach. They can mimic behavior, but 
they can't mimic understanding; they copy my 
actions, but they don't understand why | do 


something. Or even what something means. 


ATTACHMENTS: walking.mp5 


DATE: 02/05/2007 

FROM: Dr. Breeman <noitadnuof.pcs| 
nameerbp#noitadnuof.pcs|nameerbp> 
TO: Dr. Xao <noitadnuof.pcs| 
oaxh#noitadnuof.pcs|oaxh> 
SUBJECT: Case of the Mondays 


As an experiment, | found some doll-sized 
tables and chairs and placed them inside the 
enclosure. The props are far too large, but | 
was Curious if they'll try using them. 


And, well... If you've ever wanted to know 
what a bunch of cockroaches sitting at an 
over-sized table, typing away at keyboards 
that aren't even there looks like... I've attached 
a video that should satisfy your curiosity. 


| even got one of them to ‘drink’ from a tiny toy 
coffee mug (case_of_the_mondays.png). 


ATTACHMENTS: monday_meeting.mp5, 
case_of_the_mondays.png 


DATE: 02/07/2007 

FROM: Dr. Breeman <noitadnuof.pcs| 
nameerbp#noitadnuof.pcs|nameerbp> 
TO: Dr. Xao <noitadnuof.pcs| 
oaxh#noitadnuof.pcs|oaxh> 
SUBJECT: Re: Biopsy Time! 


Per your request, | performed a biopsy on their 
nervous system. I've sent the results to you — 


as you Can see, there's no new growth, no 
new structures — they're still just cockroaches. 
Bizarrely large cockroaches that walk around. 
And type at empty desks. And pretend to drink 
coffee. 


| felt a little bad about killing one of them; it's 
hard not to think of them as my little pupils. 
Still, none of the others seemed to mind. 
They're all just happily strutting about, acting 
like nothing even happened. 


ATTACHMENTS: biopsy_report.pdf 


DATE: 02/08/2007 

FROM: Dr. Breeman <noitadnuof.pcs| 
nameerbp#noitadnuof.pcs|nameerbp> 
TO: Dr. Xao <noitadnuof.pcs| 
oaxh#noitadnuof.pcs|oaxh> 
SUBJECT: <None> 


They killed one of their own. 


This morning, | returned to the lab only to find 
one of the cockroaches on its back atop of the 
table, dead. It had been somehow — sliced 
open and gutted. The other cockroaches were 
just strutting around like nothing was wrong. 


| reviewed the footage from yesterday. Last 
night, after | left, one of them pinned another 
one down on top of the table. It used what 
looked like... sharpened tips on its forelegs to 
cut it open. Then, it started methodically 
removing the still-living bug's fatty tissues. Like 
it was scooping up ice-cream. 


Once it was done, it sat at the table and 
started tapping away at the invisible keyboard 


again. Like it was taking notes and writing 
emails based on the results. 


Just like me. 


They saw my autopsy, Dr. Xao. They saw it, 
and then they mimicked it. 


| think this experiment has gone on far 
enough. 


ATTACHMENTS: <None> 


DATE: 02/10/2007 

FROM: Dr. Breeman <noitadnuof.pcs| 
nameerbp#noitadnuof.pcs|nameerbp> 

TO: Dr. Xao <noitadnuof.pcs| 
oaxh#noitadnuof.pcs|oaxh> 

SUBJECT: Re: Where's your spirit of scientific 
inquiry? 


They grew 150% larger. 


This experiment is over. I'm euthanizing the lot 
of them. 


ATTACHMENTS: <None> 


DATE: 02/12/2007 

FROM: Dr. Breeman <noitadnuof.pcs| 
nameerbp#noitadnuof.pcs|nameerbp> 

TO: Dr. Xao <noitadnuof.pcs| 
oaxh#noitadnuof.pcs|oaxh> 

SUBJECT: RES LERSPK ERSLIJERS 
LIJRESLIJ RESLJ ERSIJR LJESLIJNERSIJ 


RESK ERSK ERS:LERS :LKTES:JK SER 
KPOR ESK ERS:LK ERS:LK ER:LK ERS:LK 


ER:LK 

ERS:LKERS:LKER 

ERSL:KM ERSK: ERSK:L RK:L RELK: 
ERS:LKERS 

ERSKMERS:LK RLKMR 

RES :LKM" ERSKMR ESKM SER 
RESL ERS:L<" ERS:L ERS:L ERS 
RSE ERSLK:N J#N :LKMSER :LK ER 
ERSMKERSKM RESLKM ERS 


ERSPIJ ERSIJ ERS 
ERS RESIJREPIJ 


ATTACHMENTS: case_of_the_mondays.png, 

case_of_the_mondays (1).png, 

case_of_the_mondays (2).png, 
(3 


case_of_the_mondays (3).png 
> ACCESS SCP:/3035/files/memo_2010.log 
TO WHOMEVER IT MAY CONCERN: 


After three disastrous attempts at a rescue 
mission, we're giving up. Every time we send a 
squad of soldiers down there, these things 
start adapting their behavior and appearance 
— becoming more and more aggressive. On 
top of that, they breed like... well, 
cockroaches. 


Nu-13 will be stationed at Entry B; they'll stay 
as long as they can and wait to see if anything 
human comes out. But as of this moment, I'm 
declaring Site-173 a lost cause. 


The decision regarding whether or not to 
deploy nerve-toxins to clear Site-173 of 
SCP-3035 instances is under review — 
particularly in light of the recent revelation that 
some of the human organs emerging from 


Entry B are fresh. 
- Dr. Henry Xao 
Addendum 3035.2: Exploration Logs 
> ACCESS SCP:/3035/recon_logs/march_2007.log 


SCP-3035 Exploration Log 


The following audio log describes events on 03/26/2007, involving 
MTF Gamma-s ("Three Wolf Moon") during the Foundation's initial 
attempts to re-establish contact with Site-173 following a 
catastrophic containment breach. 


<Begin Log.> 

MOON: Role-call. 

WOLF 1: Wolf 1, here. 

WOLF 2: Wolf 2, awwrrroooooo0oo! 

WOLF 3: Wolf 3, caaawwrroooooo-kie crisps! 


MOON: Alright, enough dicking around. Control, you 
receiving this? 


CONTROL: Loud and clear. 

MOON: Good. Alright, we're opening the entrance. 
(Pneumatic hissing; sound of metal grinding.) 
MOON: Respirators on. Stay sharp. 


WOLF 2: (gagging) ...Jesus. | can almost smell this 
through my skin. 


MOON: Lighting is low, the floor... covered with some 
sort of sludge. Brown-black. Garbage everywhere — 
crumpled cardboard boxes, office supplies... uh, looks 
like — some rotting meat, too... 


CONTROL: Understood. Remember, Commander, your 
primary mission is just recon. Rescue any personnel you 


can, but do not put yourself or your team in jeopardy. 


MOON: Understood. Holy fuck, this place is disgusting. 
Wolf 1, stay by the door. Anything not-human tries to get 
out... 


WOLF 1: Light it up. Got it. 
MOON: Proceeding forward. Wolf 2, Wolf 3, with me. 


MOON: Control panel on the other side's got some 
bloody hand-prints on it. Looks like somebody tried to 
escape. 


WOLF 3: Fuck. 
MOON: Keep moving. 
WOLF 2: Up ahead! 


MOON: Put your fucking hands up! Are you human? 
Talk! 


UNIDENTIFIED: (muffled, distant) Help... 
WOLF 2: Is that a friendly? 
WOLF 3: Sounds hurt. 


MOON: Don't move. Control, looks like... about 15 yards 
up, a technician in a lab-coat. On his knees. S'got some 
blood on him, he might be hurt— 


CONTROL: Be careful. 


MOON: Approaching. Hey! Hey. Talk to me, man. We're 
here to get you out, but you need to talk to me. 


UNIDENTIFIED: (muffled) Stop... 


MOON: Gonna need to give me more than that, buddy. 
Alright? Relax. Keep your hands up. Tell me your name. 
What's your name? 


UNIDENTIFIED: (muffled) Please, no... 
MOON: Oh. Oh, shit. 
WOLF 3: What's going on? You alright? 


MOON: Stay where you are! Nobody fucking move, 
just... stay calm. Control? 


CONTROL: Come back. 
MOON: Control, | think this is one of the roaches. 
CONTROL: Wait. You said it was a lab technician— 


MOON: At a distance, it looked like — look, its face is 
just, like... a chitin-mask. And it's... 


CONTROL: What is it doing? 
UNIDENTIFIED: (distorted, muffled sobbing sounds) 
MOON: | think... it looks like... it's begging? 
WOLF 2: Down the hall! 

(distant radio chirping sounds) 

MOON: Shit — two of them, big ones, they— 
(distant, angry, garbled roaring sounds) 
(gunfire) 

WOLF 3: Fuck! 

WOLF 2: Contact! Contact! 

MOON: Take cover! 

(gunfire stops) 


WOLF 1: Am | holding position? 


stage must be terminated immediately and by any means 
necessary. 


After the initial infection subjects will behave as normal, but with 
significant increase in ‘sense of well-being.’ This system persists 
even when the subject is forced into unpleasant conditions. Infected 
subjects seem to possess SCP-370 contagious knowledge about 
the appearance and exact nature of SCP-370 whether or not they 
have ever been exposed to such information. Subjects will actively 
and covertly attempt to spread SCP-370 infection, specifically 
targeting victims likely to manifest SCP-370-a or SCP-370-c. These 
efforts are likely to include but not limited to: 

- Mentioning SCP-370 contagious information in casual 
conversation. 

- Attempting to have SCP-370 removed from containment for 
research or attempted disposal. 

- Adding SCP-370 vectors to Foundation research notes or other 
documents, including this page. 

- Attempting to broadcast infectious material on a large scale.