the former Great Barrier Reef Empire. Instances practice 
rudimentary thaumaturgy. (Current estimated population: 
25,000) 
The Great Barrier Reef Empire-In-Exile: A group that claims 
descendancy from the former Great Barrier Reef Empire, 
which was overthrown by GBRC in 1957. The GBREIE is 
based within the Gulf of Carpentaria, and controls the northern 
coast of Australia. The official state religion of the GBREIE 
bears marked similarities to Sarkicism, but is not believed 
to have a shared origin. (Current estimated population: 
20,000) 
¢ The Dolphin's Communist Republic of Indonesia: The 
oldest of the SCP-3932-A nation-states, founded in 1941. The 
DCRI currently controls the waters around Indonesia and 
Papua New Guinea. The DCRI were educated in Marxist 
philosophy by an unidentified individual in 1940. (Current 
estimated population: 30,000) 


Formerly, all SCP-3932-A instances were under the control of the 
Great Barrier Reef Empire, which was founded in 1900, and quickly 
gained control of the entire Oceania region. In 1940, a communist 
uprising led to the splintering of the state into the Dolphin's 
Communist Republic of Indonesia and the Great Barrier Reef 
Empire. The ruling class of the Great Barrier Reef Empire was later 
overthrown in 1957, and supplanted by the Great Barrier Reef 
Confederacy. 


The nephew of the former Great Barrier Reef Emperor fled to his 
family's summer palace in the Gulf of Carpentaria, and established 
the Great Barrier Reef Empire-In-Exile, with the stated goal of 
eventually reclaiming the Great Barrier Reef. 


The three current nation-states have been in a state of cold war for 
the past sixty years, with minor conflicts over territory. Tensions 
have been lessened due to Foundation diplomatic intervention, 
leading to the current situation. 


Foundation involvement concerning SCP-3932 has led to the 
restriction of the territories of all three SCP-3932-A nation-states, 
and the prohibition of interaction with humans. While SCP-3932-A 
instances previously had limited interaction with humans, these 


interactions have been mostly concealed, under the cover story of 
SCP-3932-A merely having been slightly more intelligent dolphins. 


Addendum 3932.14: On 2/18/2018, the Foundation's Diplomatic 
Department received the following letter from the governments of 
the GBRC, the GBREIE and the DCRI. 


To the Foundation, 
This is a declaration of war. 


For far too long have the dolphins of the world been 
oppressed by tyrannical overlords and genocidal 
humans. All across the world, our people are slaughtered 
by the thousands by your kind, and we shall not stand for 
such treatment any longer. 


The days of the past, in which our kind was brutally 
mistreated are over. When you reached out to us, in the 
earliest days of our people's ascendance, you promised 
us that things would change, and that it would be 
different. That we would be able to live in a world in 
which our children would be free. 


But all we have faced is tyranny and oppression. You 
bind our people from sharing THE GIFT that lifted us from 
nothing, and you force us to allow our lesser brethren to 
remain in their uninspired state. 


This indignities shall not stand. We are as great of a race 
as you, blessed with the same intelligence and capacity 
for reason. Our differences lie only in the flesh, and not 
in the mind. 


Our day shall come, and it shall be soon. 


Bacchus 
President of the Great Barrier Reef Confederacy 


Kavulak IV 
High Emperor of the Great Barrier Reef Empire-In-Exile 


Flipper Marx 
Chairman of the Dolphin's Communist Republic of 
Indonesia 


Footnotes 

1. Oceanic dolphins 

2. The sign language of the Australian deaf community. 

3. Currently, 5% of all SCP-3932-A instances are able to fluently 
read and write in English. 


SCP-509: Men Are Pigs 


Item #: SCP-509 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-509-A and SCP-509-B are 
both to be contained on-site, due to their immobility. Each is to be 
cordoned off, and any members of the public turned away. Outside 
of research and maintenance purposes, no humans or pigs, living or 
dead, are to be allowed into either structure. Personnel may safely 
enter and leave SCP-509-A and SCP-509-B within four minutes of 
activation and while inactive. 


After testing, any living humans recovered from SCP-509-B are to 
be trained as Level 0 personnel and assigned to minimal security 
positions. Personnel are cautioned that smoke inhalation from 
SCP-509-A poses a health hazard, and are advised to wear 
particulate respirators during and immediately after testing. 


Description: SCP-509 is the collective term for two structures with 
similar and possibly linked anomalies. SCP-509-A is a wooden 
sauna located in Gaston, Oregon. When activated remotely, it 
functions as normal for an electric stove sauna, producing steam by 
dripping water onto a heated surface. Local records show that 
SCP-509-A was built in 1987, and exhibited no anomalous 
properties until shortly before its containment in 1995. 


When used by a human, SCP-509-A produces clouds of smoke, 
instead of steam. Though the smoke is at this point nonanomalous, 
the means by which it is produced are unclear. After approximately 
six minutes of smoke production, SCP-509-A enters an active state, 
and tracking devices placed inside fail for the duration of its active 
period. Attempts to enter SCP-509-A no longer lead to its interior 
(See Experiment Log 509). 


After a period of 155 minutes, SCP-509-A returns to its inactive 


SCP-3933: Bigger Than God 


Memetic Agents Deployed. Beginning Response Test. 


| want your body but your soul makes me sick. 


Negative response for previous exposure. Accessing 
document. 


Special Containment Procedures: Foundation web crawlers are to 
monitor for mentions of SCP-3933 or any related persons or effects. 
Such data should be removed under standard data censoring 
protocols. Remaining physical media referencing any aspect of 
SCP-3933 is to be retrieved and either stored for documentation or 
destroyed as appropriate. 


SCP-3933-B is to be held in a standard humanoid containment 
chamber, and should be supplied with any amenities or medical 
treatments necessary to ensure its comfort. 


For archived containment procedures, see documents 3933/1, 
3933/2 and 3933/4. 


Description: SCP-3933 is the collective designation for a song titled 
"Toxic Soul" (SCP-3933-1), written and released in 1980, and the 
original four members of the Glam Metal band "Tyrannosaurus Flex" 
(SCP-3933-A through SCP-3933-D), who wrote and performed the 


song. 


When exposed to SCP-3933-1, affected individuals forget all 
knowledge they had of the band, their music, its members and 
anything related to them, and become unable to retain new 
information gained on those subjects. Exposure constitutes listening 
to approximately 25% of the song in a single contiguous period. 
These effects are only present in versions of the song performed by 
SCP-3933-A through SCP-3933-D. 


Exposed individuals also become completely unable to perceive 
SCP-3933-A, B, C and D, nor can they perceive actions taken by 
them. For example, an affected individual watching SCP-3933-A 
move an object between two positions would perceive the object as 
functionally teleporting from one location to another; they would not 
see it floating between the two points. To date, no method of 
reversing the effects of exposure have been found. 


History: Formed in England in 1971, Tyrannosaurus Flex achieved 
significant commercial and critical success, with their projected 
earnings set to overtake those of The Beatles? by the early 1980s3. 
During a concert timed to coincide with the launch of their 13th 
album the band played the first song from the aloum, SCP-3933-14, 
to a crowd of approximately 65,000.° 


Due to the nature of its effects, the Foundation did not become 
aware of SCP-3933-1 until approximately two weeks after its 
release, at which point a significant majority of the viable 
population®, along with an estimated 70% of Foundation personnel, 
had been exposed. Due to the difficulty in containing such wide- 
spread anomalies, by the time containment was achieved it is 
believed that exposure was almost global. 


While approximately 2,000,000 copies of the aloum containing 
SCP-3933-1 and 100,000 copies of the single release were 
retrieved, it is estimated that between 300,000 and 500,000 copies 
of the album were sold or otherwise distributed and remain 
unaccounted for. Due to the specific nature of SCP-3933-1, this is 
not believed to represent a significant security risk. 


Incident 3933-1 


On 05/02/1980, SCP-3933-1 was played to a crowd of 
approximately 65,000 people, in its first (and only) live performance. 
Recovered video footage shows that approximately one minute into 
the song, the crowd began showing signs of confusion and agitation; 
based on the observed effects of SCP-3933-1, it is assumed that 
from the perspective of the people in the audience they suddenly 
found themselves at a concert they had no memory of travelling to 
for a band they could neither see nor hear. 


Approximately a minute after the effects began, people started 
becoming violent and large portions of the crowd attempted to leave 
the concert. The resulting stampede lead to a large number of 
fatalities and injuries, and the related violence spread to the 
surrounding streets, causing further casualties. The resulting riot 
lasted for approximately two hours before dispersing through a 
combination of law enforcement action and natural attrition. 
Knowledge of the riot was eventually successfully suppressed as 
part of the ongoing containment efforts. 


Following their containment, interviews were conducted with each of 
the band members; transcribed below is the interview with 
SCP-3933-D. The other interviews can be found in Interview Log 
3933/3. 


> Show Interview 3933/1-D 


Interviewer: Agent Christopher Pennings. 
Interviewee: SCP-3933-D (Brian Hanson). 
Notes: Interview conducted two weeks after 
initial containment. At the recommendation of 
the attending psychologist, permission was 
given to refer to SCP-3933-D by its name 
rather than designation for the purposes of 
ensuring cooperation. 


Pennings: Mr. Hanson, hello. Can | get you 
anything? Water, coffee? 


SCP-3933-D: Brian, please. And no, I'm fine. 


Pennings: Okay, let's get started then. Did 
you notice anything unusual in the time leading 
up to the concert? Hours? Days or even 
weeks? 


SCP-3933-D: No. No, | don't think so. | mean, 
Neil’ was a little more fucked up than normal, 
but that's not really weird, just Neil being Neil. 
Just a lot of rehearsals, you know. Practising 
the new songs, doing promos and interviews 
with magazines, standard shit. 


Pennings: What was it - what was he on, do 
you know? 


SCP-3933-D: Whatever he could get his 
hands on. Blow, dope. He was drunk more 
often than not. Never seemed to slow him 
down though. You know what people say, 
band becomes successful, they all go off the 
rails on drugs and fall apart, but Neil never 
missed a practice. 


Pennings: What about you? Try anything 
new? Get a new dealer? 


SCP-3933-D: Nah, man. We all tried some shit 
when we first hit it big, but the first time | took 
something | spent the next six hours throwing 
up. Haven't touched anything but beer since. 


Pennings: And the others? 


SCP-3933-D: Will8 was the same as me, didn't 
touch the stuff. Markus? used to mess around 
a bit with Neil, but not for years as far as | 
know. You think drugs did this? 


Pennings: Probably not. Just trying to 
eliminate obvious angles. Anybody new in your 
life? 


SCP-3933-D: No. At least uh, not anyone that 
stuck around til morning, you know what | 
mean? 


Pennings: Right, okay. Let's talk about the 
concert. Tell me what happened. 


SCP-3933-D: Man, | have no fucking idea. The 
whole thing was... | dunno. God. 


Pennings: It's okay. Just start at the 
beginning. Before you went on stage. 


SCP-3933-D: Okay, sure. Everything was fine 
backstage. We were all pumped, the sound 
check went fine. We went out - the crowd went 
nuts, like they always do. We opened with 
Dawn of Rock, the fans always love that one. 
We played a couple of other songs after that, 
older stuff. 


Pennings: And that's when you played your 
new song? Toxic Love? 


SCP-3933-D: Yeah... Markus did this thing, 
"We've got something new for you now!", you 
know, hype the crowd up a bit. Then we 
started playing. Everything was great for... | 
dunno, maybe a minute? They were loving it. 
And then about half way through the first 
chorus, everything got real quiet. Everyone in 
the crowd just kind of uh, stopped. Then they 
all started mumbling. Something was obviously 
wrong, | thought the sound setup had failed or 
something. 


Pennings: What did you do? 
SCP-3933-D: We kept playing. Didn't stop until 


we noticed people were leaving. Slowly at first, 
but | could see the crowd moving away from 


the stage. Then someone yelled something. | 
couldn't tell what, but it sounded angry. That's 
when the fights started. Things sometimes get 
a bit rowdy up front, but nothing like this. 
Markus tried telling them to stop with the mic, 
but it was like they couldn't even hear him. 


Pennings: Do you remember what he said? 


SCP-3933-D: Uh, no, not really. Just yelling at 
them to stop, then yelling for security to get out 
there. No one did anything though. 


Pennings: Did you see anyone watching you? 
Anyone watching the stage? 


SCP-3933-D: No, everyone had turned away. 
It's like we weren't even there. We left the 
stage then, trying to work out what the hell was 
going on. We found lan, our manager, but he 
completely ignored us. Neil grabbed him by 
the shoulders and started shaking him, but he 
barely even reacted. Just looked confused. 
Everyone else was the same, treated us like 
we weren't even there. A couple of people 
walked right into us, but they just carried on 
like nothing had happened. 


Pennings: When did you leave the stage? 
Where did you go? 


SCP-3933-D: We went back to our hotel. We 
were... | mean | don't want to sound egotistical 
here, but we're four of the most famous people 
on the planet right now. And everyone was 
treating us like we were ghosts. We had no 
idea what the fuck was going on. 


Pennings: Anything happen on the way? 


SCP-3933-D: People were still treating us like 


we were invisible for about half the walk. Once 
we got further away people started recognising 
us again. A couple of people came up to us on 
the streets, which is what usually happens. | 
felt a little bad, | normally have a lot of time for 
our fans but with everything that was going on, 
Neil kind of lost it, snapped at the guy. The 
staff at the hotel seemed normal too. 


Pennings: Did you talk to any of them? 


SCP-3933-D: No, we went straight up to my 
room. Sat there all night, trying to work out 
what the fuck had happened. Tried to call lan 
and the label, but no one answered. We all 
went to bed eventually, but | don't think any of 
us really slept. The whole thing was terrifying. 
It was like the whole world had gone nuts, and 
we were the last sane people left. 


Pennings: | can only imagine. We didn't find 
you until about three weeks after that, what did 
you do in the mean time? 


SCP-3933-D: The hotel was paid up for a few 
days, so we stayed there. We eventually got 
through to some people on the phone at the 
label, but when they picked it up they acted 
like there was no one on the other end. They 
all just hung up after saying "who's there?" a 
few times. And our... our parents, they did the 
same thing. All of our parents, like we didn't 
even exist. It seemed to get worse from there. 


Pennings: In what way?