However, it has been observed that both the astronomical bodies 
and any life forms that may evolve upon them experience time at an 
accelerated rate: within a year of SCP-756’s formation, the volcanic 
surfaces of several planets had given way to oceans, a process that 
normally would take millions of years. 


Some years later, researchers observing Planet III noted the 
formation and collapse of an empire over the course of ten hours, 
estimated to measure at least a century in SCP-756’s timespan. 


The planets themselves, based on the latest survey, are: 
¢ Planet |: volcanic, and far too close to the sun to support life. 


¢ Planet Il: generally mountainous terrain, with a large 
population of apparent non-sapients. 


¢ Planet Ill: mostly ocean dotted with islands of varying biome, 


possible brain function difficult. However, the entity is believed to 
have been extremely intelligent and has displayed tool use2. 


Skeletal systems in the Plokamisuchus are somewhat odd as 
well, with the upper half of the entity having bones and the lower, 
octopus-like structure having none. Due to the non-euclidean 
nature of the interior space, there is no clear division between 
these two sections. The upper half has bones similar to that of a 
crocodile, with the exception of having five arms with five radial 
digits and a disproportionate skull with five orbits (eye sockets). 
The arms of the Plokamisuchus have different joints than that of 
a crocodile, with a ball and socket joint as opposed to a 
traditional joint, allowing more human-like arm movements. 


The cardiovascular system in the Plokamisuchus is fully formed, 
with a working heart, gills, and blood vessels. The 
Plokamisuchus primarily has five large sets of gills on its 
midsection, but also possesses working lungs, allowing it to 
breathe above water. The entities heart is heavily damaged from 
battle, but after removal of the large amount shrapnel in the heart 
of the entity, it was clearly shown to be a standard three- 
chambered reptilian heart, albeit large enough to sustain it, at 
two and a half meters long. 


Other Anomalous Properties 


The entity has a previously unknown organ near its throat, which 
allowed it to detect sources of Elan Vital Energy (EVE) [2] as well 
as the ability to absorb this energy and transfer it into a usable 
thermic state. This is clearly the entity's source of "Spellfire", a 
form of anomalous fire that burns underwater, which the entity 
was observed to use during its attack on Hy-Brasil. Alchemical 
analysis of the creature's humors revealed its blood to be a 
luminescent blue ichor, saturated with EVE and likely used to 
circulate magic through the creature's enormous body to keep it 
alive. 


Kant counters detected a consistently low reading from the 
carcass and its tissue samples, averaging at 74 Humes. [4] 
Though the Plokamisuchus was never observed practicing active 
reality bending, its ability to function at all at such a massive 


scale violated several physical and biochemical laws. In addition 
to the aforementioned non-euclidean biology, this low Hume level 
was likely responsible for its survival in our reality. Its aura 
reading revealed that it generates highly unusual currents in the 
Aether[5], and is unlikely to have originated from this reality or 
even from the same branch or hub as the multiverse as our world 


[6]. 
Other than that, its origins can only be speculated at. 


As a final note, while living the Plokamisuchus had significantly 
elevated levels of Akiva radiation,[7] and even in death, its Akiva 
levels are well above baseline. Aetheric Resonance Imaging has 
ruled out the possibility of it being a type Black entity [2], so it is 
unlikely to be the incarnation of an actual god. A more likely 
explanation is that the Plokamisuchus's species is regarded as 
sacred by some religious groups. Given how many mundane 
animal species have been deified by sapient cultures, it's little 
wonder that a creature as enormous and powerful as the 
Plokamisuchus would inspire reverence. 


Conclusion 


The seemingly impossible size of the Plokamisuchus was 
enabled by a combination of thaumic biology, non-euclidean 
anatomy, and a low internal Hume field which granted it a degree 
of resistance to physical laws. 


The Plokamisuchus is almost certainly an extradimensional 
entity, though its precise origin is currently unknown. We 
recommend a fact-finding mission to the Wanderer's Library [8] 
to narrow down possible origin worlds, and possibly the funding 
of expeditions to discover said world. How this creature arrived in 
our world, and the likelihood of other such beings doing so again 
in the future, remains unknown at the present. The best defense 
against future incursions would likely be to develop some means 
to deflect or regulate extradimensional travel to our world. As the 
Wanderer's Library has demonstrated an ability to redirect Ways 
in order to refuse entry to unwanted individuals, we know this is 
possible, and likely warrants further study. 


As per our agreement with Marshall, Carter, & Dark Ltd, we 
recommend that the Plokamisuchus's ichor be sold as a rare 
thaumaturgical aid, ideal for potions, elixirs and philters. Its 
scales could be used to manufacture light-weight, high-durability 
armour. Any portion of the body could be sold as charms to aid in 
reality bending, due to the low Hume factor. The rest could be 
sold to any of a number of parascientific organizations (The 
Foundation, Prometheus Labs, or Eurtec just to name a few) who 
would be interested in studying the body for its multitude of 
anomalous properties. Certain parts may also be desirable as 
trophies. 


In regards to possible defences against future attacks, it seems 
that a reality anchor of sufficient amplitude may be able to 
restore its Hume field to equilibrium, which would then cause the 
creature to collapse under its own weight. The fact that it absorbs 
EVE may also be used against it, as introducing a source of 
tainted EVE within its proximity may well have a negative effect 
on its thaumaturgical abilities. 


Given the Plokamisuchus's ability to rapidly regenerate and 
adapt, these remain highly speculative means of assault. A high- 
powered, precise attack to a vital organ like the heart or brain, as 
the GOC used at Hy-Brasil, would likely be the most reliable 
means to neutralize future attacks. 


Annotations 

1. A series of partially biological plates that typically are used in 
exoskeletons. Typically metal alloys. 

2. Before its attack on Hy-Brasil, it was recorded picking up ships 
and using them to destroy other ships. 

References 

1. A Guide to Anomalous Marine Life, Second Edition; Dr. S. 
Mann, ICSUT Publishing, 1978. 

2. On Aetheric Energy and Aspect Radiation; GOC Monthly 
Journal, vol. 3, no. 17, ser. 23, 17 Apr. 1979, pp. 19-21. 

3. On the Mountains of Madness, A Thesis on Non-euclidean 
Spacetime and Speculations on Possible Manifestations and 
Applications; Dr. M. Windsworth, ICSUT publishing, 1977. 

4. Caldmann, J & Rzewski, C (1982). "Humes: A Quantitative 


Study of the Fundamental Basis of Reality" and responses to 

questions on that article Foundation Interior Publishing 

5. The Magnum Opus - A Comprehensive Guide to Both 
Theoretical and Practical Alchemy; by R. Diaghilev, Alchemist's 

Guild Printhouse, 1928 

6. Otherworld Laws and Universal Constants; \ckis the Wayward, 

Shade Wordsmiths, null-time 

7. Stoker, B. 1874. Transcription minutes of meeting of Hermetic 

Order of the Golden Dawn. 

8. Ways and Wanderers: The Serpent's Library; E. Redtooth. 

Unified Thaumatology Quarterly; vol. 03, no. 3, July 1916, pp. 
10-27. 


Embracing The Angels 


The Southern Baptist Fifthist Church of Pensacola rarely - in all 
honesty - actually had full attendance. Most of the attendees were of 
those "January 5th and 5x5 Day only goers" types, that said they 
were Fifthists but really only went for the big holidays (but of course, 
all the while looking down on everyone else who did the same.) 


But it just so happens that the literal end of the world could get even 
those types off their couches and into pews. Who knew! A scoop of 
armaggedon, handful of eschaton and a little something of what 
those Foundation eggheads called an “MH-Class ‘Large-Scale 
Aggressor Overrun’ Scenario” works wonders for bringing out the 
faith in us all. 


When the first of these so-called "angels" had crashed down on the 
shore of Hy-Brasil, only a few had actually believed it was anything 
of the sort. Sure, it had five arms, five tentacles and five eyes, anda 
lot of people tended to hear its voice whisper things to them after it 
had died, but the Global Occult Coalition had killed it. Angels weren't 
supposed to die! 


But then the other angels came, and boy howdy were there a lot of 
those. The argument that these were the beasts causing the 
apocalypse became a lot more convincing when there were 55° of 
them, crawling all over the world, mindlessly killing everything they 
could see and doing their level best to wipe out human civilization as 
we know it. 


At the very least, the members of the Southern Baptist Fifthist 
Church of Pensacola were convinced that the world was ending, and 
they might just want to get on the good side of THE LORD before the 
end. Was it an automatic pass into heaven if you died in church? 
Maybe? Hopefully? Probably not. The optics looked good, at least. 


The congregation had all filed in — with a couple of new converts, 
who had heard about these people who claimed the kaiju eating the 


world were their own angels and at the very least thought it'd be 
interesting to give that a listen — and crowded the pews. 


The pastor — a man who had previously spent most of his time 
preaching that the great 5tarfish above would help those who helped 
themselves, and faith in Him would be rewarded with riches fivefold 
— stepped forward to preach to the choir. A part of him, in truth, was 
indeed connected with the entity that poked through reality and had 
coiled around the concept of a Southern Baptist Church, but that 
part of him was the religious part and was subservient to his greed. 


But at the end of the world, greed tends to fall quiet and faith tends 
to start screaming. 


The problem with most Southern Baptist Fifthists was that any of the 
truly devout had their minds addled by their devotion to 55°55, which 
had the nasty habit of completely replacing the intellect of anyone 
who followed it. And anybody who wasn't truly devout most certainly 
wasn't going to listen to a sermon like that. 


But as the pastor rambled on concerning the wrath of God and how 
Man had managed to draw it, there was a roar outside. It started 
alone, and was then was joined by a choir. The choir inside the 
church shut up and looked outside. 


A swarm of so-called angels had descended upon Pensacola, 
hundreds of the little angels, not one taller than thirty feet tall. These 
were some of the smaller of the harbingers of the apocalypse - the 
big ones towered into the clouds, after all. Together, their cries 
drowned out all other noise in the world and to the ears of the 
Southern Baptist Fifthist Church of Pensacola, it was nothing less 
than beautiful. 


Ideally, the churchgoers would lay their lives down before the swarm 
of angels that had come to deliver divine reckoning to them. But, 
unfortunately, as we have established, most members of the 
congregation were only tangentially Fifthist and reacted as any 
normal person would to a horde of five armed, five tentacled 
crocodile-squid-dinosaur-monsters. 


Which is to say, not very well. 


The beach around them had already erupted into chaos, with 
civilians and tourists trying to escape. Some souls had heard that 
the apocalypse was coming and had elected to continue on with 
their vacation plan? Was that stupid or prudent? | know that I, for 
one, would rather die on vacation than in Gary, Indiana. 


The pastor was the only member of the congregation to embrace the 
angels. Without fear, he walked forward, a puppet dancing on the 
fifty strings of a greater being from out of time and out of space. 
Devout men and women stepped forward, walking behind their 
leader. 


He stepped forward and his mind fell apart. His connection to FIVE 
had always been present, but seeing something that was so closely 
tied with FIVE brought it forward and ripped every other bit of his 
mind out, leaving it on the cutting room floor. 


His fingers graced an angel for just a second before his head was in 
the stomach of the beast, and in that second he knew divinity. 


Project Sensuikan 


Project Sensuikan, 1990 


Purpose: The destruction of Hy-Brasil has caused the anomalous 
community to turn on its head. Due to the creature's magic-seeking 
nature, the IJAMEA believes Japan may be the next target, if such a 
monster is to return. Our parascientists have discovered a method to 
allow our submarines to enter the world of the Tokage-tako, by using 
a sigil system recovered from ancient text, we have the capability of 
studying this world, and the demons that lie within. 


The significant goals of Project Sensuikan are as follows: 


¢ Exploration of INAMEA Zone-001. 

¢ Examination and analysis of material returned from IJAMEA 
Zone-001. 

¢ Analysis of Tokage-tako entities. 

« Discover the means by which a Tokage-tako entity entered 
our dimension. 


IJO-256 ("Asahi") did a final check of his submarine, preparing for 
their descent. IJO-573 ("Iroha") and IJO-375 ("Ueno"), the two 
operatives under his command did the same. 


"Have you made your final preparations?" General Sako said over 
the submarine's intercom, "Say your prayers, we do not know what 
exactly is on the other side, but know that you honor yourselves with 
your sacrifice." 


"Understood, General Sako." Asahi responded, "Will we have 
comms on the other side?" 


"No comms. You are on your own when you get to the other side. It 
is crucial that if the submarine is in danger that you return to us so 


we can examine your footage and data." 


"Understood sir. Ueno will stay by the sigil. lroha, come with me for 
the dive team. Permission to dive?" 


"Whenever you're ready." 


First the fog, then the bubbles, and then the water. The submarine's 
inhabitants examined their changed surroundings, watching their 
familiar home country of Japan be submerged under the deep water. 
The first to regain his bearings, lrona began recording his 
surroundings. 


"We're in some kind of weird water world? I'm not actually sure 
what's going on, everything looks just like where we set off, just... 
underwater." 


"Yeah, that's supposed to happen. This isn't our Japan, its some 
sort of demonic copy." Asahi responded, having just recovered from 
the shock, "Get your shit together men. This is uncharted territory." 


"But its not entirely unknown right? If its a copy of our world maybe 
there's some of our computers in there? Worst case scenario we 
just find out more about how similar this world is." 


"Good point. Ueno, can you get us a bit closer to the harbor?" 
"Yes sir." Ueno said, almost mechanically. 


"Hey, Ueno, chipper up! Of all of the places we can go, at least 
everything is a little bit familiar here. What, are you worried that we 
are gonna get at your diary in there?" 


"No sir, sorry sir. | will attempt to be more jovial, while still making 
sure to do my duty here." 


"You're hopeless. Lets just get to the harbor." 


The submarine floated around the water, back towards the harbor it 
came from. The doors to the facility were closed, sealed in a 
lockdown mode. Despite the lockdown, several large holes had 


presently inhabited by a sapient species of nomadic reptilians, 
with a religion based on ocean tides and the unexpected sight 
of Doctor ’s helmeted face in the night sky.