No further useful information was gleaned from 
contact with the entities. Agents made their 
way through the halls of the second floor, 
discovering all doors and lockers to be open. 
The layout of each room follow a set of four 
distinct arrangements all apparently adjusted 
for an east-facing entry and west-facing 
windows. Other rooms are not corrected for 
directional discrepancy and have windows 
impeded by walls and an additional door on 
the west wall of each room. Agent West 
remarks the smell of burning plastic emanates 
from these rooms in particular. 


The agents make their way to the ground floor 
of the school, and make contact with a small 
group of five ursine creatures. After a brief 
stand-off, a system of rudimentary 
communication via hand gestures and 
pantomime is successfully established. 


Lack of familiarity with the entities or the 
location indicates the ursine creatures are not 
responsible for, or in any way in control of the 
anomaly. The creatures indicate they were 
exploring an apparently abandoned structure 
when they discovered a trap door leading into 
the anomaly. 


The ursine creatures were able to retrace their 
steps to show Agents West and Pierce the 
door they had entered through, which 
appeared to lead up to the drama room on the 
third floor, to a trap door on stage. The 
creatures became distressed as they entered 
the drama room, apparently unaware that 
returning to their home base required outside 


assistance. 


Note: If the ursines are unable to return where 
they came from, consideration should be made 
for taking them in and classifying them with 
SCP status. - Dr. Marlowe 


Expedition-016 


Expedition-016: Dr. Jaime Marlowe 
accompanies Agents West and Pierce, along 
with , a linguistics expert, to attempt 
conversation with the ursine creatures. The 
ursines were found in the teachers’ lounge, 
having consumed all available food and using 
a microwave to heat an unknown foodstuff. 


The creatures show an adept knowledge of 
mathematics and astronomy and are able to 
graphically reproduce images on paper with 
great accuracy. When asked to draw their 
planet of origin, the shape and arrangement of 
continents were recognized as corresponding 
to that of Earth approximately 50-70 million 
years ago. The creatures appeared confused 
and agitated when Dr. Marlowe indicated Earth 
as home. The ursines understood the context 
of the phrase "home world" and insisted upon 
using it to describe Earth. 


The ursines creatures were quick to 
understand the entities were not sentient, and 
understood the concepts of artificial 
intelligence and computational neuroscience. 
The conversation abruptly ended as the 
creatures sought to explore the grasslands, 
and refused to continue further. 


Expedition-017 


Expedition-017: Agents West and Pierce, 


accompanied by 4 additional Foundation 
personnel, enter the anomaly again. The 
ursine creatures have cleared out the school's 
cafeteria of furnishings, and are consuming the 
food products in the kitchen to no apparent ill 
effect. The creatures claim they have rescue 
coming soon, but it is unclear if they 
understand the need for individuals outside of 
the anomaly to hold the door open. 


On the second floor, agents discovered the 
color of the doors had changed since first 
emerging, and began checking the class 
rooms once more. Unlike previous expeditions, 
the rooms were now properly arranged, with 
windows facing the outside regardless of room 
orientation. 


Inside one of the rooms a largely empty book 
was discovered on the teacher's desk, 
containing notes regarding changes and 
updates made to the school building and the 
entities within. The tone of these entries 
indicate the entities may be artificially 
programmed or else indirectly controlled by 
others, with the school itself a simulation of 
sorts. A recent entry indicates awareness of 
Foundation personnel within the simulation. 
Portions of this book are logged at the end of 
file. 


Expedition-018 


Expedition-018: Agents West and Pierce are 
now accompanied by armed security and enter 
the anomaly. The smell of burnt plastic is 
noted as being completely gone. No entities 
are found on the second floor, and all doors 
leading into classrooms are now locked. 


Entities are encountered on the ground floor 


keeping their distance from Foundation 
personnel. Several appear actively hostile, but 
otherwise flee when addressed. Any activity or 
movement performed by the entities prior to 
contact with personnel is ceased. The ursine 
creatures are nowhere to be found, and the 
cafeteria has been reconstituted. Entities 
within cease all activity and glare belligerently 
at Foundation personnel. 


The school building was searched for 4 hours, 
turning up no sign of the ursine creatures. As 
well, the landscape outside has now been 
barricaded off by barbed wire fences 3 meters 
in height, with no signs of an entryway. No 
further materials within SCP-2093 are 
recovered. 


Recovered 'Changelog' 


High School 
Version 0.822 Alpha 
Date: EAEA-119 


Thank you for bearing with us over the 
changeover to [REDACTED]. Logged ké! 
have been restored for testing purposes. 


Changelog 
0.822 


¢ Fixed classroom orientation, so all 
students can enjoy the sunshine. 


¢ Doors to science classrooms should no 
longer open onto Class B stars. 


¢ Under-performing students will now 
improve gradually rather than 
immediately. 


¢ When finding writing utensils, students 
will now only search their own pockets. 


DVN: We are aware of unauthorized access by 
bugbears and are working on fixing this right 
away. 


Additionally if anyone feels uncomfortable with 
the level of outside interference by 
unauthorized users emerging from the drama 
room, avoid confrontation and alert a Shaper. 
This is for your own safety and stability. 


0.821 


¢ Music teachers should no longer hoard 
oboes. 


More silos have been added. 


¢ Lunchroom algorithms restricted to the 
lunchroom; can no longer trade pudding 
for principal's desk. 


¢ Fixed typo which caused language arts 
classes to be improperly recognized. 
Translators are available until art 
supplies can be replaced. 


Disciplinary actions should no longer 
result in fatalities. 


DVN: REQUESTS FOR ADDITIONAL CONES 
MUST CEASE, AS THEY ARE FLOODING 
OUR INBOX. 


0.820 


¢ Teachers should no longer constantly 
respawn between periods. 


¢ Gym has been closed due to epileptic 


tree incident. As a result, garnishes are 
no longer permitted within 28 
hectometers of croissant-like food items. 


Sediment has been removed from 
weather program 


Language files updated to accommodate 
Tartessian users. 


Removed miscellaneous charges from 
detention slips; students should no 
longer be accused of "securities fraud", 
"vicarious liability", "forum shopping", or 
"contempt of disbarment." 


Additional silos added. 


Footnotes 
1. A Chinese unit of decimal time, corresponding to approximately 
14 minutes and 24 seconds 


« SCP-2092 | SCP-2093 | SCP-2094 » 


SCP-2094: Motormouth 


Item #: SCP-2094 
Object Class: Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2094 is to be contained in 
a medium-security residential chamber in Bio Site-59. Standard PG- 
Class pre-approved luxuries and amenities may be granted ona 
supervised basis as an incentive to promote cooperation in 
interviews and experiments. 


Psychotropic treatment of SCP-2094's emotional instability is 
presently being overseen by Dr. Anniston (ES#59-390-258), and any 
requests to access or alter SCP-2094's current drug regimen must 
be submitted to her in triplicate for review. 


Description: SCP-2094 is a human male of European descent, 38 
years old as of 04/10/14. Several tattoos depicting common circus 
motifs are present on SCP-2094's upper body. SCP-2094 
communicates in American English, specifically the New York City 
English dialect. SCP-2094 possesses exceptional (non-anomalous) 
manual dexterity, with particular proficiency in juggling. 


SCP-2094 is the subject of a spacial anomaly originating within its 
oral cavity. SCP-2094's lower jaw and facial muscles can be pulled 
and stretched up to two (2) meters in any direction without causing 
any considerable pain or injury. Additionally, SCP-2094 is capable of 
redirecting any physical matter that enters its mouth into an 
extradimensional pocket lined with anomalously elastic intestinal 
tissue. 


There appears to be no limit to the amount of matter that SCP-2094 
can store inside this space. The weight of objects carried within the 
pocket has no affect on SCP-2094's overall weight, and neither 
causes SCP-2094 discomfort nor impairs its mobility. SCP-2094 
refers to this space as its "second stomach"; however, research 


indicates that it serves no actual biological function. 


SCP-2094 was recovered in an open field near Kamifurano, Japan, 
along with an assortment of non-anomalous artifacts related to 
Gol-233 (Herman Fuller's Circus of the Disquieting). SCP-2094 was 
discovered bound in chains and locked inside a large antique trunk 
bearing the words "FOR ESSIE" written on the top panel in red 


paint. 


Recovered belongings: 


The following is a list of items removed from SCP-2094's intestinal 
space after containment. 


Wooden juggling clubs of various colors 

Metal lighter and several packages of unflavored cigarettes 
120 button bass accordion 

Suitcase containing two sets of clean clothes, a toothbrush, 
and a shaving kit 

Fully functional 1962 Maserati 3500 coupé with minor interior 
and mechanical modifications 

Burlap sack containing a number of antique wind-up toys 
Operational submachine gun and accompanying ammunition, 
circa 1959 

Fire breathing torch 

Plastic trunk containing 45 bottles of Kerosene 


Selected Interview #1: 


Interviewer: Dr. O'Sullivan 
Interviewee: SCP-2094 


Notes: Interview conducted 02/24/06, the day after 
SCP-2094 entered containment. 


<Begin log> 


SCP-2094: (Upon Dr. O'Sullivan entering the interview 
chamber) Congratulations, sir! It appears you've 
snagged yourself a front row seat to the freak show! 
Lucky you! Room's a bit too clean for my taste, but hey— 


number [REDACTED]. For the safety of all personnel, future 
reference to the number [REDACTED] in conjunction with SCP-233 
is to be avoided at all costs. 


Addendum 233-b: Under no circumstances are pregnant female 
personnel to be allowed within the safe zone. 


« SCP-232 | SCP-233 | SCP-234 » 


it's the performer that makes the stage. At least that's 
what old Gourdi used to say. (Raps his knuckles on the 
interview chamber divider) Why, doctor! We haven't even 
introduced ourselves and you're already putting up walls 
between us! This does not bode well for our relationship. 


Dr. O'Sullivan: Good evening, SCP-2094. My name is 
Doctor O'Sullivan. I'll be— 


SCP-2094: (Feigning Irish accent) O'Sullivan, ye say? 
Faith and begorrah! Why, I'll be a shamrock's 
shantyman! I'm a wee bit Irish, too, on me mam's side! 


Dr. O'Sullivan: I'll be conducting the interview this 
afternoon. 


SCP-2094: (Normal voice) An interview, you say? Gee, 
I've never been interviewed before! Oh, this should be 
fun! Does this mean I'm famous? Is this the looney bin 
where all the superstars eventually end up? Hey, any 
chance you've got Andy Kaufman stashed away 
somewhere? 


Dr. O'Sullivan: | am not at liberty to discuss the nature 
of this facility. 


SCP-2094: Come on, now. It's obvious what this place 
is. You guys haven't been particularly subtle about it. The 
armed guards, the reinforced cells, the constant 
observation, the delicate, crystal barrier keeping me from 
caressing that gorgeous face of yours. (SCP-2094 gently 
runs the back of its hand down the reinforced glass 
interview barrier.) Where was |? Oh yeah. Any old dolt 
could figure out what kind of place this is. We're at 
Knott's Berry Farm, obviously! When are you guys finally 
going to face facts? You're never gonna be as good as 
Disneyland, not ever, no matter how many special 
snowflakes like me you try to recruit! 


Dr. O'Sullivan: You seem to be in a talkative mood. Why 
don't you tell me about the Circus of the Disquieting? 


SCP-2094: Oh, it's a grand place. Grand place. Lovely 
people. You should go sometime. Bring the family. Make 
a day of it. 


Dr. O'Sullivan: I'd very much like to see it in person. 
How would | go about finding it? 


SCP-2094: Doctor, doctor, doctor! You don't find the 
circus— the circus finds you! See, you'll trudge through 
life, trawling through the muck of your mundane 
existence, drowning in pencil shavings, and choking on 
the sterile fumes of your tidy little office, until one day 
you realize the stale taste of paper and politics in your 
soul has become so overwhelming that even the most 
stringent of fluoride can't scrub it away. Then, just when 
you've started to feel like there's nothing left on this 
crummy planet that can make life worth living, that's 
when you'll start to see the balloons, the lights, the 
clowns... all of it there to remind you that there's still 
some magic left in the world. Yes, | imagine that's how 
you would go about finding the circus, Monsieur Sullivan. 


Dr. O'Sullivan: Do you know an individual at the circus 
with an upside-down face? 


SCP-2094: Ah, so you know about Manny! Wait. What 
am | saying? Of course you know about Manny! You 
guys probably know everything from his childhood 
sweetheart to his shoe size. He's a very memorable 
fellow. Stand-up guy. Good with kids. Excellent 
performer. Diligent leader. Detail-oriented. Task specific. 
Synergy efficiency. Low-hanging fruit. Viable asset 
leverage. Feel free to stop me whenever you feel like it, 
Sully. 


Dr. O'Sullivan: What role does he play at the circus? 


SCP-2094: Ophelia, occasionally— and | always cry. But 
usually he's off doing his own thing. He's a very busy 
upside-down faced man. Does a lot of ... important ... 
upside-down faced man things. 


Dr. O'Sullivan: He sounds like an interesting person. 
When did you meet him? 


SCP-2094: Nah, you don't want to hear about all that. 
Wouldn't you rather hear my impression of Jane Fonda? 
"Pygar! Why did you save her, after all the terrible things 
she did to you?" There, that was pretty good, wasn't it? | 
can also do a decent Audrey Hepburn, and my Hellen 
Keller isn't too bad, either. 


Dr. O'Sullivan: Please don't be afraid to share your 
experiences at the circus. | understand many of the 
freaks were kidnapped and abused from a young age, 
but you're very far from your captors now. They can't hurt 
you here. 


SCP-2094: Kidnapped? Abused? Who all have you been 
talking to? Listen, if I've been less than cooperative with 
you, it's not because I'm traumatized. You can put that 
out of your mind right now. It's 'cause I'm not the type to 
sell my circus family out to the white coats. | know your 
game, Essie. You wanna get all buddy-buddy with me 
and milk me for all I'm worth. Well, tell your boys to 
scribble this down on their clipboards: these people 
you've been hounding? These men and women you've 
been hunting down like criminals? They're saints. You 
hear me? They're good folks! | wasn't kidnapped, you 
dingbat. | ran away, and they took me in with open arms! 


Dr. O'Sullivan: I'm sorry, | didn't mean to insult your 
family. 


SCP-2094: What's this? Some slight semblance of 
sensitivity? Have | begun to worm my way into your cold, 
crusty lump of a heart, doctor? 


Dr. O'Sullivan: Tell me, why did you run off? 


SCP-2094: And there it went. So we're playing the 
backstory game now, eh? Sure. I'll bite. | was eight years 
old. My dad hit the road long before | was born, so | lived