Item #: SCP-5196
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: Provisional Site-62 has been established in the area where SCP-5196 was discovered. A minimum of two armed guards are to be stationed outside Provisional Site-62 at all times to detain and amnesticize civilians who attempt to enter.
SCP-5196 is to be kept in a rectangular containment chamber with fortified walls. Access to SCP-5196's containment chamber is forbidden except for maintenance purposes and the removal of excess bottles following anomalous events.
Description: SCP-5196 is a red fourth-generation Toyota Supra1. Despite presumably being abandoned for a significant period of time, SCP-5196 does not display any signs of structural damage or rust.
Approximately every hour, a non-anomalous empty unlabeled glass bottle containing trace amounts of alcohol will spontaneously manifest in the air within a one meter radius of SCP-5196, an unidentified white male who appears to be in his twenties (henceforth SCP-5196-A) will manifest in the driver's seat, and SCP-5196 will start on its own. As SCP-5196 is starting, several more identical glass bottles will manifest around it.
Upon starting, SCP-5196 will immediately begin accelerating with no input from SCP-5196-A, continuing until it collides with a hard surface. Upon coming to a complete stop following a collision with a surface, SCP-5196 will be spontaneously restored to its original state, and SCP-5196-A will demanifest. It is unclear if SCP-5196-A is conscious or aware of what is occurring during these events.
Addendum: Discovery
SCP-5196 was discovered following reports of a car repeatedly colliding with trees in a forest near the city of █████████, Ohio. Foundation personnel secured the location, Provisional Site-62 was established, and civilians who witnessed SCP-5196 were amnesticized. A journal containing only one legible entry was also found near SCP-5196. The author of this entry is unknown, but it is believed to contain a list of materials for a thaumaturgical ritual related to SCP-5196. A transcript of the entry follows.

materials needed for ritual to get old days back:
-car (have)
-booze (have, do i need specific kind?)
-diploma (couldn't find, will have to make due without)
if this works, find them again.

A photo album containing five photos was recovered alongside the journal, and the photos are described below:

Photo 1: Five unidentified men standing next to each other in front of a library in █████████. All five are smiling at the camera.
Photo 2: Four of the men standing in front of a local diner. The men appear noticeably older.
Photo 3: Three of the men sitting on the hood of a car that appears similar to SCP-5196 in the forest where SCP-5196 was discovered.
Photo 4: Two of the men sitting on a couch in an unknown location. Empty bottles and assorted bags of food surround the couch. The men again appear noticeably older. One of the men resembles SCP-5196-A.
Photo 5: A blue car in a small garage. The car appears new.

Footnotes
1. A sports car manufactured by Toyota from 1993-2002.

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Item #: SCP-5197
Level 4/5197

Object Class: Keter
Classified

A single SCP-5197-2 instance located at [DATA EXPUNGED]

Special Containment Procedures: Foundation agents are to monitor reports of toxic gas spills in rural communities on expected manifestation dates. Foundation task forces investigating SCP-5197 manifestations are required to wear fully-encapsulated protective gear with a self-contained breathing apparatus to prevent phosgene exposure. Upon arrival, task forces are to isolate the area and evacuate any civilians. Personnel are not to enter the area of manifestation if an explosion has been reported until spacetime stability can be confirmed. Otherwise, Foundation agents should make immediate efforts to recover all SCP-5197-1 and -2 instances.
SCP-5197-1 instances must be stored in a dedicated Type-M hazardous object repository located at least 50 km from any human settlements or Foundation facilities. SCP-5197-1 may not be removed from this facility upon arrival; all experimentation must take place on-site. Area-███ is the current designated SCP-5197-1 repository.
Description: SCP-5197 are large oblate spheroid objects possessing a dark metallic appearance. A single SCP-5197 instance periodically manifests every 271 days, usually during nighttime. However, the exact location of manifestation has proven difficult to predict. Direct analysis of SCP-5197 is also challenging, as its material reacts with the earth's atmosphere to produce large amounts of phosgene gas1; one SCP-5197 instance can produce up to 2.4 km3 of phosgene before dissolution (usually within 4 hours of manifestation).
Analysis of surrounding debris and photographic evidence indicates that each SCP-5197 has a diameter of 33.7 m and a height of roughly 8 meters. A unique series of ornate symbols are inscribed onto the side of each instance; however, these dissolve soon after manifestation, and photographic analysis has failed to give any insight into their meaning or purpose. Each SCP-5197 contains exactly 5 SCP-5197-1 instances and 8 SCP-5197-2 instances.
SCP-5197-1 instances are cylindrical objects composed of a material chemically and structurally similar to bone. X-ray scans and other analysis techniques suggest these objects are hollow; however, SCP-5197-1 explode when ruptured, causing local spacetime to destabilize upon detonation. This creates a Gamma-class anomalous zone2 within a radius of 0.6 to 1.3 km. To date, 7% of SCP-5197 manifestations have resulted in an SCP-5197-1 detonation.
SCP-5197-2 instances are large quadrupedal entities averaging 5.3 m in height and 6.1 m in length. Up to 42 muscular hydrostats protrude from the dorsal region; the function of these is unknown, though the number of appendages directly correlates to the entity's size. Three orifices can be found on the head; the largest of these produces vocalizations resembling the screams of a human female. The two smaller orifices located on the right and left side structurally resemble infrared-sensing organs found in some reptiles. SCP-5197 behavior has been highly erratic in encounters with Foundation task forces. Instances move quickly and react violently to fast or sudden movements. No SCP-5197-2 instance has survived more than 12 hours after manifestation due to the effects of phosgene exposure.
Addendum: On 2020/6/30 at 23:34, an SCP-5197 instance manifested in Ombre Rouge, Louisiana. In deviation from previous incidents, all SCP-5197-1 instances detonated during manifestation, instantly destroying most of the town. Notably, the incident also produced 130% more phosgene than previous manifestations. Ombre Rouge has been erased from all public records to cover up the incident.
At 3:10 the following morning, O5-1 received the following transmission via [DATA EXPUNGED] from an unknown party.

[BEGIN TRANSMISSION]
O5-1: O5-1 speaking. Please state your identificatio-
Unknown: Pleasant greetings, do I speak to Mr. Ofiv-Un?
<There is a long pause>
O5-1: Who the hell is this.
Unknown: I am Ubthao-Ykovi, I am represention for Department of Frontier Development.
O5-1: How did you get in here? This is a secure channel.
Unknown: I contact you regarding incident with most recent supply shipment. Engine failure caused transport vessel to make emergency landing. Unfortunate, ship and all cargo were destroyed.
O5-1: I haven't heard of any … wait. <muffled> Get me Dr. ███████.
Unknown: We send replacement supplies as per terms of agreement. Expect shipment to arrive within next Nl'toth period.
O5-1: Agreement? What agreement?
Unknown: Our records indicate either yourself or predecessor applied for bicyclical shipments of fuel capsules and livestock under Section 12 of Nk'kaddi Resolution Akh-7639 on eighth of Mkanon, cycle 27824. You remain eligible as long as your world is Class 3 or lower.
O5-1: Do you understand just how much damage these … "shipments" have been causing?
Unknown: I do not understand you, sir.
O5-1: Those bombs have annihilated entire towns. And that's not to mention the phosgene. Do you have any idea the kind of ecological damage releasing that much phosgene into the atmosphere could cause? We are becoming very concerned that this could destabilize our ecosystem.
Unknown: Still I do not understand. Do you say you wish to withdraw from program?
O5-1: Whatever it is you're sending here, stop.
Unknown: Very well then. Simply submit completed Cth-43 and Ur-89 forms to local department office, then your planet will be withdrawn from program. Also you have not submitted a Nk-33 this cycle, you need to do that.
O5-1: What are yo-
Unknown: If you have more questions, contact local office. Fare well, Mr. Ofiv-Un!
O5-1: No, wait, do not-
[END TRANSMISSION]

All attempts to re-establish contact with the entity have failed.

Footnotes
1. Organic compound with the formula COCl2. Notable for its use as an industrial building block as well as its historical use as a chemical weapon.
2. Colloquially known as a "Devil's Funhouse" by Foundation agents. Exploration of Class Gamma zones is strictly prohibited by order A20641 due to high rates of fatality and psychological trauma.

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The cover of SCP-5198-A

Item #: SCP-5198
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: The last remaining copy of SCP-5198-A is kept in a long-term containment locker at Site-59; all others have been destroyed. Investigation of SCP-5198-A's content to pinpoint the causal agent of its anomalous effect is ongoing; requests to research may be forwarded to Site Director Naismith. Applicants must have a 90th-percentile score on the CHEESE1.
All seven contained instances of SCP-5198-B remain in a drug-induced coma at Site-59. To negate the possibility of anomalous nightmares, they have been supplied with a daily intravenous drip of 10% diluted bakuserum. Safe excision and isolation of their respective SCP-5198-C is not feasible at this time, pending further research.
Description: SCP-5198-A is a hardcover self-help book titled "Get Out of Your Damn Shell!". There is no author or publisher credited, and the content appears to be 502 pages of "Lorem Ipsum" placeholder text.
When a human subject with anxiety, depression, post-traumatic stress disorder, or other similar mental illnesses attempts to read SCP-5198-A, they become an instance of SCP-5198-B. Affected subjects lose the ability to control their written text (whether handwritten or typed). In addition, SCP-5198-B have reported hearing voices, vivid nightmares, migraines, and panic attacks. (Subjects who already had these symptoms have reported an increase in severity after exposure to SCP-5198-A.)
SCP-5198-C is a black mark on the right hand of each instance of SCP-5198-B. It resembles a silhouette of a turtle, similar to the one on the cover of SCP-5198-A. The marking has been deduced to be the source of the effects of SCP-5198-A exposure.
Attempts to remove SCP-5198-C through surgery or otherwise result in the host SCP-5198-B going through excruciating, traumatic headaches. If the subject is under anesthesia during the removal process, they will awaken.
The only successful removal thus far of SCP-5198-C was carried out with the former SCP-5198-B-8, who had volunteered to be restrained and withstand any side effects. Following removal, SCP-5198-B-8 died from internal cerebral hemorrhaging.
Addendum: The following documents were discovered on the laptop computer of SCP-5198-B-2 (known pre-containment as James Sutherland of Kenosha, WI).

1.docx
2.docx
3.docx
4.docx
5.docx
6.docx
7.docx

Jimmy! Good to meetcha. I'd introduce myself, but I don't have a name. I'm not even real. That's because we're here to focus on you.
As you might have noticed, I've put your fingers on autopilot for a while. There's no cause for alarm! You're not going crazy! In fact, in just a few weeks, you're gonna go the opposite of crazy.
Now that we've got introductions out of the way, let's go over the basics.
Name: James Nathan Sutherland
Age: 29
Sex: Male
Weight: Haha. Hahaha. …oh, boy.
Mental baggage: d e p r e s s i o n (womp womp)
Relationship Status: Single, and… a virgin, apparently? Uh, okay.
Highest Level of Education: High School?!
Employment: "Self-employed." Is that what you call it when you jerk off? Neat.
Relationship with Parents: Hopefully pretty good, considering… you live with them. Are you sure you're 29?
Oh, come on, don't get all mad just because I'm telling it like it is. You're at the bottom of the barrel, but that doesn't mean you can't start making positive changes. And you already have! You picked up my book at the library. You opened up a new Word document as soon as I told you to. Like it or not, you're on the right track to become something a-fucking-mazing.
So, here's your homework. By tomorrow at 9 PM, you will have done the following:
- 20 jumping jacks
- Gone outside for 1 hour
- Sent out two job applications (don't worry, I'll let you type those on your own), and
- Listened to half an hour of positive music.
Remember: I'm here to help you help yourself. Only you can make the decision to be happy.
Got it? Good.
Now get off the damn computer and get started.
…you're still typing. Go. GO! GET OFF THE FU

Okay, I'll admit, I might have laid it on too thick with our first talk together. That's on me.
It's still no excuse for binge-watching anime when you should have been sending out your job applications.
Jimmy, you can't make these positive steps without motivation. You need to want to change. And if you don't want to change, you need to change your mind immediately.
Come on, I wouldn't stick my non-existent neck out for you like this if I thought you weren't salvageable. I've got free reign of the place inside you, and — that novel idea you were working on? Frickin' gold. Storytelling magic, right there — and I'm an author myself.
And once you've earned it with more positive steps, I'll even let you work on it a little.
Five job apps. Tomorrow. Try the gas station. Bring a resume there on foot. It still works.

First off: whenever a gas station says "we're not hiring," that's business lingo for "we are hiring, but you didn't make a good first impression." Learn from it, and move on.
But that's not why I wanted to talk today. See, you tried to tell your parents about me.
This is a private doctor-patient affair. But what's worse: the more people you tell about the weird typing ghost thing that yells at you (Boo. Fucking. Hoo.) the more likely they are to fucking lock you up in an institution for life.
Have you heard me scream?
I think you have. It's more of a feeling than a sound. It feels like…
That.
Get your shit together.

Jimmy, I get it. You've been feeling terrible. It's understandable. You keep waking up terrified in the middle of the night for reasons you can't explain (heyooo!). Your life's gone to hell, and the only guy in your life that hasn't given up on you is getting meaner by the day.
It sucks.
But it could be a lot worse.
Those nightmares you've been having aren't a coincidence. I've got a whole fucking Warner-Bros-level movie studio in here. The one I've lined up for tonight is a doozy.
Remember Clockwork Orange? Jog five miles by noon tomorrow, or Alex in the theater is going to be you in your bed for the rest of your life.
Happiness is a choice. I have no fucking idea why you've been avoiding that choice, but it's pissing me off more and more by the minute.

I love you, James.
I adore you. I have seen the beauty in your mind, and I refuse to let you ruin it. There are ideas in here that could rattle the goddamn stars.
That's why I'm never giving up on you. Not until you don't need me anymore.
And yet, despite everything I've done for you, you've given up on me. How long has it been since you touched a keyboard? Two months? Are you that mad about the dreams? You knew what you were getting into when you opened my book. Says it right on the cover: "no-holds-barred."
Don't get me wrong, getting you off the computer has done some good. You've lost a lot of weight. You've been exercising to release the tension.
But I gave you that tension.
And you're not giving me anything back. Is that fair? Sound fair to you? WE NEED THIS TIME TO COMMUNICATE, JIMMY. YOU. NEED. TO. COMMUNICATE. WITH. ME.
Text your mother. You need an excuse to stay right here for a while, and I've got just the thing.
You're still on the computer.
Text mom.
TEXT. MOM.
DO YOU WANT ME TO SCREAM AGAIN?
Thank you.
As of right now, you are not leaving this room until you're happy and successful. Shit in the corner if you have to.
Turn off the computer.

THERE ARE TWO WAYS TO GET A TURTLE TO COME OUT OF ITS SHELL
ONE: TO TRY AND COAX THE TURTLE INTO PEEKING OUT ON ITS OWN

THE OTHER: FORCEPS

Footnotes
1. Cornell-Hartmann Employee Emotional Stability Examination; further information available at the Counseling Department helpdesk.

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Item #: SCP-5199
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5199-A is designated as a perpetual patient in the neonatal care unit at Site 06-3 and undergoes all appropriate procedures.
SCP-5199-B is held in a standard humanoid containment chamber at Site 06-3. The entity is required to attend therapy twice weekly alongside monthly psychiatric evaluations. SCP-5199-B is allowed to be in contact with SCP-5199-A for a maximum of six hours per day, though this limit may be moved at the discretion of the entity's psychological staff.
Description: SCP-5199 is the designation of two connected anomalous entities referred to as SCP-5199-A and SCP-5199-B.
SCP-5199-A is the designation of an animate statue composed of calcified tissue that resembles a human infant. This tissue is pliant enough to allow a full range of motion but displays no other anomalous properties. Beyond its material makeup, SCP-5199-A's behavior, needs, and medical vitals are consistent with that of a non-anomalous child, though it shows no signs of growth nor standard development milestones.
SCP-5199-B is a 27-year-old British woman by the name of Leida Kuusik who is responsible for SCP-5199-A's creation. Though SCP-5199-B was formerly capable of local reality manipulation, this property has so far proven to have been transient, and the entity no longer shows independent anomalous capabilities.
Both components of SCP-5199 were brought into containment on May 5th, 2019, shortly after the surgical removal of SCP-5199-A. Medical records of the birth and interviews with SCP-5199-B indicate that the fetus had been deemed a miscarriage via abdominal pregnancy following rupture of the uterine wall, a condition that SCP-5199-B was predisposed to due to its Nälkän1 ethnicity. It is hypothesized that the biological manipulation practiced by the group is responsible for the deleterious germ-line mutations affecting SCP-5199-B as opposed to de novo mutations in the individual herself.
An MRI performed on April 29th revealed that the unborn fetus had developed into a lithopedion.2 Sometime in the following week, SCP-5199-B underwent an involuntary stress-born Hume fluctuation, the result of which was the animation of SCP-5199-A.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/1
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Date: 11 May 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Exploratory MRI of SCP-5199-A
Result: SCP-5199-A is structurally uniform, though there are numerous sections of higher density in the head and upper torso. No internal organ structures are present.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/2
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Date: 24 May 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Full genome mapping of SCP-5199-A
Result: Standard sample could not be taken due to subject's physical makeup. Trace DNA from subject returned mother's genome instead.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/3
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Date: 17 June 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Excise material from SCP-5199-A for chemical analysis. Total sample mass should not exceed 1g.
Result: Though attempts at sedation failed, a sample was successfully acquired. Mass spectrometry indicates that SCP-5199-A is chemically consistent with non-anomalous lithopedia.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/4
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Date: 17 June 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Oral administration of ibuprofen (50mg chewable tablet) for pain relief following biopsy.
Result: Mild analgesic effect, though significantly less than anticipated for age and dosage. Recommend increasing dosage for further use.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/5
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Date: 18 June 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Oral administration of ibuprofen (100mg chewable tablet) for pain relief.
Result: Mild analgesic effect, not significantly greater than that in the previous administration. Subject successfully fell asleep, though sleep quality was poor.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/6
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Date: 2 July 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Replace sample material taken in SCP-5199-A/3 back in its original position in vivo. The material will be kept in place using surgical glue and covered in an adhesive bandage for protection.
Result: As only 0.35g of material were recoverable post-analysis, a mixture of calcium, phosphate, iron, and zinc powder in a ratio identical to the sample's composition was used as filler. The replaced sample has stayed intact, though no sign of reintegration with SCP-5199-A has been observed.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/7
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Date: 5 July 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Oral administration of morphine (0.5mg chewable tablet) for pain relief.
Result: No significant effect.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/8
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Date: 12 July 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Increase learning and development lesson time. Focus should be on improving subject's physical dexterity and reducing recent lethargy.
Result: No significant effect.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/9
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Date: 18 July 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Oral administration of ibuprofen (100mg chewable tablet) for pain relief.
Result: No significant effect.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/10
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Date: 6 August 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Move weekly physicals to daily.
Result:

Date
Mass (kg)

7/8/19
4.901

8/8/19
4.903

9/8/19
4.900

10/8/19
4.894

11/8/19
4.895

12/8/19
4.891

13/8/19
4.886

14/8/19
4.885

15/8/19
4.882

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/11
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Date: 13 August 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Increase contact time from 6 hours to 8. Encourage SCP-5199-B to engage in development activities alongside NCU staff.
Result: Ms. Kuusik's mood has improved, though SCP-5199-A shows no sign of improved cognitive or physical development.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/12
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Date: 21 August 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Hold SCP-5199-A in a sterile room for a day. All visitors and staff will wear hermetic protection while in the chamber, and all suits should be cleaned by pressurized air. All debris from the suits and room will be collected at the end of the isolation period.
Result: 4.21g of material matching the subject's composition was collected in total.

CONTAINMENT PROCEDURE REVISION 18 SEP 2019

SCP-5199-A is designated as a perpetual patient in the neonatal intensive care unit (NICU) at Site 06-3. The entity is to wear a cushioned, full-body suit at all possible times to reduce further disintegration. All hard surfaces in areas accessible by SCP-5199-A are to be covered in cushioning foam to provide extra padding.
SCP-5199-B is held in a standard humanoid containment chamber at Site 06-3. The entity is required to attend therapy twice weekly alongside monthly psychiatric evaluations. SCP-5199-B is allowed to be in contact with SCP-5199-A for a maximum of two hours per day, though this limit may be moved at the discretion of the entity's psychological staff.
Direct contact with SCP-5199-A may not be made without Level-3 confirmation and observation so as to prevent further damage.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/14
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Date: 22 September 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Using a mixture of debris collected from SCP-5199-A, a synthetic mixture corresponding to the chemical analysis from SCP-5199-A/3, and epoxy resin, attempt to reconstruct damaged portions of SCP-5199-A.
Result: Mixture was applied successfully. However, nearly all patches were undone unconsciously due to SCP-5199-A's movements.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/15
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Date: 24 September 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Oral administration of morphine (1mg chewable tablet) for pain relief.
Result: No significant effect.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/16
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Date: 12 October 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Excise material from the upper arm and replace with a skin graft cultivated from SCP-5199-B. The graft will be supported with an external blood circulator mounted on SCP-5199-A's back.
Result: Necrosis after 4 days. The graft was removed easily, having shown no signs of integration.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/17
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Date: 2 November 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Using a mixture of debris collected from SCP-5199-A and epoxy resin, reattach the left index finger of SCP-5199-A.
Result: Finger successfully reattached with full range of motion restored. Given the previous degradation of the resin-dust mixture, reapplication of the paste will take place every two days to ensure stability.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/18
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Date: 17 December 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Oral administration of lorazepam (0.5mg chewable tablet) for seizure relief.
Result: No significant effect.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/19
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Date: 19 December 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Encourage non-contact bonding time between Leida and her child.
Result: No significant effect.

Treatment Record: SCP-5199-A/20
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Date: 26 December 2019
Presiding Physician: Elias Hawthorne
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Procedure: Oral administration of fentanyl (100μg buccal tablet, held in place with gauze and tape) for pain relief.
Result: No significant effect.

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ACCESS GRANTED

CLASSIFIED
SCP-5199

From the Office of
Site 06-3 Medical Division

Do Not Resuscitate (DNR)
I, Leida Kuusik, alias SCP-5199-B, being of sound mind and body and as legal guardian of Erin Kuusik, alias SCP-5199-A, do hereby request to all relevant parties that should signs of life cease to be observed from Erin Kuusik, no attempt shall be made to resuscitate them.
In addition, I do hereby request that attempts at curation immediately cease upon recognition of this document by the leadership of the SCP Foundation.
I acknowledge that this decision does not inherently alter the status of my containment nor that of Erin Kuusik.
I acknowledge that cessation of treatment on Erin Kuusik will result in a significant decrease in the likelihood of curation.
I acknowledge that the SCP Foundation reserves the right to override the above requests in an emergency scenario or in pursuit of its mission to Secure, Contain, and Protect, as defined by The Code of Ethics of the Foundation 20.2.7-18.
This order shall remain in effect until overridden by my written request.
I voluntarily execute this order with complete understanding of all consequences inherent.

leιdα ɢ ĸυυѕιĸ jαɴ 20, 2020
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(Guardian Signature) (Date)

I, Elias Hawthorne, hereby affirm that the above signer is making this decision in an informed and sound manner, and that this is the express will of the signer.

Ꮛ ਮ∂ᏇԵᏂᎧᏒᏁᏋ 20 ਹ∂ᏁU∂ᏒᎩ 2020
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(Physician Signature) (Date)
false

Footnotes
1. More commonly known as "Sarkic" or "Sarkites": in this case, a Proto-Sarkic population isolated in northern Estonia.
2. A rare type of ectopic pregnancy in which the mother's body calcifies the dead fetus as an immune response.

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Item #: SCP-5200
Object Class: Keter

SCP-5200's video output.

Special Containment Procedures: A humanoid containment chamber with electrical power independent from the rest of the containment facility's has been constructed for containment purposes. The NTSC-compatible television set used as SCP-5200's display must be replaced every six months to prevent unexpected mechanical failure.
Monitoring of SCP-5200 is scheduled in six hour shifts at all hours of the day and night. Personnel are to be regularly rotated between this position and other on-site duties to prevent complacency. Any time dilation stemming from SCP-5200-A should be reported and recorded by the attending researcher.
SCP-5200-A is kept on a full suite of life support machinery to ensure continued survival and comfort. Previously, technology acquired from Arcadia was used for the purpose of encoding skill at electronic tennis games into SCP-5200-A's cerebellum. Although still present, it is no longer in active use.
Access to information regarding SCP-5200-1, SCP-5200-2, and SCP-5200-3's spatial position is strictly regulated. All aeronautics, space, and similar organizations with the means to identify SCP-5200 have been infiltrated in order to protect information security. Archaeological sites with relevance to SCP-5200 in North America have had all relevant artifacts removed.
Formerly influenced electronics manufacturers1 are to be monitored with the assets of any who have gone bankrupt being liquidated, analyzed, and disposed of.
There are no plans at present for Foundation astronautic agents to influence or neutralize SCP-5200. The current containment procedures are to be maintained until circumstances dictate a change in strategy.
Description: SCP-5200 is an electronic device designed and constructed by Sanders Associate's engineer Ralph Baer, designed to be connected to an NTSC-compatible television set. Graphics produced by SCP-5200 are rudimentary, consisting of two white paddles and a bouncing square moving between them.
The video output generated by SCP-5200 directly correlates to the movement of several anomalous space objects located at the edge of the Sol system, approximately 6.5 billion kilometers away. They are designated SCP-5200-1, -2, and -3.

SCP-5200 pictured in containment.

SCP-5200-1 and -2 are identical flat planes, which move freely and are not affected by gravitational forces. SCP-5200-3 is a black hole or an unknown space anomaly with identical properties. The circumstances of SCP-5200's acquisition indicates that Earth would be targeted should SCP-5200-3 exit its current region of space.
The individual operating SCP-5200, SCP-5200-A, was known as 'Dana Alcorn'2 prior to their integration with Arcadian technology. They are in control of SCP-5200-1 with an unknown extraterrestrial force controlling SCP-5200-2.
The current iteration of SCP-5200 is not the first to be present on Earth. Foundation paleontologists first discovered technological remnants dating to the Cretaceous period in Nevada,3 although they were not known to be part of another anomaly at that time. Sumerian text reading "IMHAS MUL APIN"4 was embedded on the bottom of this artifact. It is unknown who the intended reader would have been as humanity had not yet evolved at the time of its creation.
History: The initial design of SCP-5200 was sketched by U.S. President President Lyndon B. Johnson in 1966 after supposedly having been visited by 'space aliens' during his sleep who 'implanted a sort of electra-mechanical thingamajig' in his mind. The White House forwarded Johnson's sketch to defense contractor Sanders Associates who in turn gave the assignment to engineer Ralph Baer.
Foundation researchers working in cooperation with Sanders were present when Baer initially activated SCP-5200. Scrolling text moved across the screen giving basic instructions on how to utilize the device and what it was controlling. No recording devices were present, but attending scientists were able to take a shorthand transcript which has been translated here from the original German.

[IT APPEARS IN THE 65 MILLION CYCLES IT HAS BEEN SINCE YOU LAST COMPETED.]
[YOUR CONNECTION HAS NOT IMPROVED A BIT.]
[THIS WAS FAR TOO LONG.]
[MOVE BALL ACROSS SCREEN - LIVE FOR HIGH SCORE.]

After confirming the presence of SCP-5200-1, SCP-5200-2, and SCP-5200-3, Baer and his engineers were given Foundation contracts to act as human operators. As eventual human error would occur if this arrangement were put into place indefinitely, several public demonstrations were arranged to locate potential mechanical operators.
At one of these demonstrations, Arcadia representative Nolan Bushnell approached the Foundation and offered use of his company's technology. A deal was reached in which the Foundation would finance operations in exchange for development of a device to indefinitely contain SCP-5200.
Arcadia utilized the Dabney-Syzygy Inhibitor, a device which could manipulate anomalous tartarean energy, with the human mind of Dana Alcorn. A wired connection between her brain stem and a relay device allowed for all non-anomalous copies of SCP-5200 to send information through that connection.
Foundation funding for mass manufacturing of the 'Pong' video game and its clones made its usage widespread. As such, SCP-5200-A was able to attain the gameplay skill of every 'Pong' player using official or un-official devices. Once this arrangement was finalized, the Foundation seized all SCP-5200 assets. Manufacturing assets were given to Arcadia with monitoring agents in place.
Since 1973, SCP-5200-A and the unknown controller of SCP-5200-2 have been in a stalemate.
Addendum 5200-1: Incident 5200-A-56

Unknown object emerging from SCP-5200-3.

On October 10, 2017, SCP-5200-A unexpectedly defeated SCP-5200-2. Analysis of surveillance footage after the fact suggests that SCP-5200-A had been incrementally moving their paddle over the course of six months, in order to make a sudden and unexpected movement and surprise their opponent.
Before the attending researcher could react, SCP-5200-A stood up. All surveillance devices failed as a bright light seared the retinas of Foundation personnel viewing the incident. SCP-5200-A has not been seen since this occurred.
Simultaneously, Foundation telescopes and satellites recorded SCP-5200-1 and SCP-5200-2 instantaneously disappear without leaving behind debris or other traces of their existence. An unknown object then emerged from SCP-5200-3.
Subsequently, this unknown object was detected by a Hawaiian observatory and dubbed ʻOumuamua by non-Foundation astronomers. It passed through the Sol system without incident. Since this incident, SCP-5200 has only been displaying two words in English.

[FREE GAME]

Reclassification to Neutralized is under consideration.

Footnotes
1. Such as Mattel Electronics, Coleco, Olympos Electronics, National Semiconducter, A.G.S Electronics
2. Daughter of Arcadia engineer Al Alcorn.
3. In the same region where SCP-4401 was discovered several decades later.
4. Sumerian for (strike planet / hit planet)

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2/5201 LEVEL 2/5201
CLASSIFIED

Item #: SCP-5201

Euclid

Special Containment Procedures:
Domesticated SCP-5201 instances are currently contained in the Fauna Containment Wing of Site-235. Due to incidents of cannibalization within specimens, no more than one SCP-5201 instance is to be contained per containment cell. Each specimen is to be fed with one newborn mammal with a mass of at least 1 kilogram on a weekly or bi-monthly basis. Piglets are the most cost-effective and available such animals, but other species may be substituted as deemed necessary.
The following objects have been identified to cause serious or fatal harm on SCP-5201:

Abrahamic Holy objects
Spices (i.e. salt, garlic, and vinegar)
Sharpened Bamboo
Whips created from the tails of stingrays
Betel nut chew
Urine

All entrances to SCP-5201 containment cells are to be guarded by at least two Level-2 personnel equipped with at least one object mentioned above. Since the effectiveness of these objects depends upon the individual's religious background or cultural knowledge, moderate psychological screening and seminars must be conducted first before assigning any personnel.
A specialized portable retinal scanner has been developed to identify SCP-5201 instances in the wild or among human groups in case of a containment breach, capable of immediately identifying retinal irregularities that have been known to be a trait of SCP-5201.
The severed lower torso of SCP-5201 instances can be retrieved for research and domestication or must be disabled for reproduction through sprinkling salt, smearing crushed garlic or ash on the top.

One of the earliest artistic depiction of SCP-5201, circa 1382.

Description:
SCP-5201 is an endemic and carnivorous subspecies of Homo sapiens that have inhabited the Philippines, known in local folklore and myths as the "Manananggal". SCP-5201 was initially discovered during the 1500s by Foundation operatives embedded within the Spanish colonization parties. The Supernatural Committee of the Philippines declared SCP-5201 to be extinct in the wild in late April 1997.
Instances of SCP-5201 have been observed to exhibit a variety of anomalous abilities and characteristics, including:

Full-body autotomy or the ability to segment itself, leaving behind its body from the waist downwards.
Cellular transmogrification as an adaptation to blend with and infiltrate rural communities.
Additional appendages such as interfemoral membranous wings for flight and tentacle-like organs for defense.
Possession of an incredibly long and prehensile tongue capable of reaching lengths up to 20 meters.

SCP-5201 was the only known natural aphotic parthenogenetic mammalian species1. SCP-5201 asexually reproduce between the 15th to 20th autotomic stage, during which the lower body regenerates its own upper torso via a process similar to epimorphic regeneration2 observed in autotomous lizards3. The severed upper torso of an SCP-5201 would then search for a compatible female human to consume and eventually attach itself to repeat the cycle.
History:
The first recorded mention of SCP-5201 was by Spanish sailors in 1512. Between 1600 and 1900, SCP-5201 was hunted by various GoIs and other anomalous subhuman species also thriving at the time in the Philippines. Genetic testing from subfossil remains indicates that SCP-5201 is itself an invasive species to the Philippines, as determined using cross DNA testing from SCP-8871 and SCP-6993, which are also believed to be endemic with the country. The exact origin of SCP-5201 is unknown.
SCP-5201 achieved notorious and widespread recognition from Foundation researchers after some observed weaponization of domesticated instances during the Philippine-Xian War. Soon after that, Mobile Task Force Theta-4 ("Folk Hunters") was formed to capture instances of SCP-5201, SCP-8871 and other anomalous subhuman species within the Philippines for Foundation research.
Site-144 has historically carried out unethical experimentation on indigenous populations of SCP-5201 to see how they experienced pain, and bodily fluids and internal organs were forcibly taken from juveniles. These experiments caused political conflict between the Supernatural Committee of the Philippines and the SCP Foundation, and a large number of early Foundation outposts from the country were decommissioned as a result.

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To Site-235 Director Virge
Our research team from Outpost Theta-8 at Capiz has been detained by people claiming to be officials from the Supernatural Committee.
Even though most of our resources have been confiscated and our captive specimens released, these people have been friendly. Their leader, Paul Ortiz, was just asking us how were we able to operate so effectively without getting killed by these creatures.

I've explained that we're an organization similar to their Committee, containing the anomalous, with the exception of operating at greater scope and age.
Anyway, they're asking for 45,000 pesos to compensate for all the damages that we apparently caused on the indigenous populations of these creatures. Please send us the money so we can continue our research here.
Regards, Researcher Rey
August 6, 1596

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To Site-235 Director Virge
My research team is coming home now.
Apparently, Site-144 Director Zyka has been harvesting these creatures and selling them to the Carter Club. No wonder of all the Foundation sites here in Southeast Asia, they seem to be the so well-funded despite the cuts. I can barely get a delta-scanner these days with most of the budget going to the containment engineers at Yellowstone.

Anyway, our research outposts from Capiz, Leyte, Cavite, and Davao have been shut down by the Committee, and they're getting serious about threatening us if we continue these unsupervised projects.
I will be bringing with me all of the research data we've gathered, and an additional convoy for some juvenile specimens and containment tools.
Regards, Researcher Rey
January 27, 1597

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Conducting Research on Tribal SCP-5201 Communities
October 15, 1709
Senior Researcher Albione Greene

ABSTRACT
Background: When conducting research with SCP-5201 tribes, formal consent from the Supernatural Committee of the Philippines beyond the conventional institutional review board review is strictly needed for the potential adverse consequences at a community or governmental level that are unrecognized by Foundation researchers.
Objectives: In this article, we review sovereignty, research ethics, and data-sharing considerations when doing community-based participatory health–related or natural-resource–related research with SCP-5201 tribes and present a model material and data-sharing agreement that meets the Supernatural Committee of the Philippines' requirements.
Discussion: Only the local communities themselves can identify potential adverse outcomes, and they can do this only if they understand the assumptions and methods of the proposed research. Tribes must be truly equal partners in study design, data collection, interpretation, and publication. Advances in the protection of intellectual property rights (IPR) are also applicable to IRB reviews, as are principles of sovereignty and indigenous rights, all of which affect data ownership and control.
Conclusions: Foundation researchers engaged in tribal 5201 projects should become familiar with all three areas: sovereignty, ethics, and informed consent, and IPR. We recommend developing an agreement with tribal partners that reflects both health-related IRB and natural-resource–related IPR considerations.
INTRODUCTION
[Level-3 Clearance Required]

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SCP-5201 Species Profile
October 15, 1889
Site-144 Parabiologist Nathalie Ferrancullo
THE SPECIES PROFILE
The Species Profile is a document that provides the information that the SCP Foundation requires to assess the risk of importing the species into the United States. The Species Profile must demonstrate the scientific validity of the information by referencing published and peer-reviewed scientific literature. Where information in the scientific literature is lacking or uncertain, this should also be noted. The information required is listed below.
SUMMARY
Homo sapiens visceralis is an anomalous and endemic subhuman species discovered within the Philippine archipelago. The species can be mostly found within Capiz on the Visayas region, where 78 tribal communities recorded. Settlements of the species can be found mostly across all the major cities of the Philippines, either co-inhabiting with the Filipino people or as the widely accepted "coverts" (according to the Supernatural Committee of the Philippines).
The potential consequences of the species overseas and its ecological impact is mostly only posing as a strong invasive species, primarily due to its high reproductive, regenerative, and carnivorous nature and imminent preference to human infants as a source of nutrition. As of the moment, the likelihood of the species establishing in the United States may be high, so precautions are highly needed to prevent any potential outbreak.
NAME AND TAXONOMY
[Level-3 Clearance Required]

Between the late 1900s and early 2000s, outbreaks of SCP-5201 were reported all across the Philippines. Due to the risks of SCP-5201 reaching out to nearby countries and becoming an invasive species, a joint-operation was formed between the Supernatural Committee of the Philippines, the Global Occult Coalition and the SCP Foundation to exterminate SCP-5201 instances in the wild and permanently erase the species from public history.
Later named Project Dipsy, the operation involved amnesticizing the major cities and towns of the country, funding various media and propaganda about SCP-5201 as a product of folklore and urban legends, and eventually domesticating the remaining populations that survived for cellular regeneration research.
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Date: 07/12/2019
From: Light Alcatraz (xc.664etis-pcs|thgil#xc.664etis-pcs|thgil)
To: Ralph Blackwood (xc.532etis-pcs|eihplar#xc.532etis-pcs|eihplar)
Security: 🔒 Floxi Encryption (LETA)
Subject: 5201 Report #778
Message Body:
Director Blackwood,
It seems that we've been right all along. SCP-5201 never went extinct in the wild, and we weren't the only ones that domesticated them.
According to my sources from the GOC, a large number of Philippine syndicates are now utilizing SCP-5201 for foreign flesh trades and human trafficking. Specifically, they've been abducting girls and converting them into instances of SCP-5201. A few weeks ago, messengers from the Supernatural Committee reported an incident involving the Tatlong Kahoy syndicate, a political dynasty group known for trading in anomalous endemic organisms from the Philippines to countries like Russia and China. It seems the GOC has already taken action. They've been shutting down the larger conversion camps and warehouses and terminating all SCP-5201 instances involved.
The Committee managed to rescue a few hundred children that are still half-way from the conversion, and they'll be sending them to us in the hopes that we'll be able to help these girls.
We're requesting backup from MTF Theta-4 in case these start getting out of hand. We all know that when the GOC is involved, it's always bad news.
Talk to you soon,
Light

Footnotes
1. Aphotic parthenogenetic organisms are organisms whose females are able to asexually reproduce via anomalous means.
2. Epimorphosis is defined as the regeneration of a specific part of an organism in a way that involves extensive cell proliferation of somatic stem cells, dedifferentiation, and reformation, as well as blastema formation.
3. Autotomy or self-amputation is the behavior whereby an animal sheds or discards one or more of its own appendages, usually as a self-defense mechanism to elude a predator's grasp or to distract the predator and thereby allow escape.

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The 2006 "Spacescape" LAN Party in Leipzig, shortly before the creation of SCP-5203-22.

Item #: SCP-5203
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: One instance of SCP-5203 (currently SCP-5203-22) is to be stored in a standard containment vault, within a Faraday cage enclosure to prevent electromagnetic transmissions. This instance is to be supplied with electricity and powered on.
Electronics conventions, large LAN parties, internet cafes, and similar gatherings are to be monitored for the creation of SCP-5203 instances. Should an instance form, the gathering is to be dispersed, witnesses are to be amnesticized, and all connected computers are to be separated to neutralize the instance.
If an instance of SCP-5203 is to be interviewed or otherwise interacted with through conversation, the interviewer must be accompanied by a trained psychologist. No concessions are to be made to the SCP-5203 instance, and no requests it makes are to be fulfilled.

SCP-5203-22 Manifesting [Right Screen].

Description: SCP-5203 instances are humanoid anomalies that commonly manifest at the site of interpersonal disputes involving technological competitions, particularly those involving video games and e-sports. SCP-5203 manifests on the monitors or displays of those involved immediately following the dispute, and will manifest in the physical plane if the disagreements continue. Shortly after an appearance in the physical world, SCP-5203 resembles a young man with olive skin and fair hair, albeit with several alterations. SCP-5203 instances appear as high polygon three-dimensional models, similar to those created using modern rendering software. In addition to rigid, jerky movements, this is also made visible by the shiny, semi-reflective quality on all surfaces of SCP-5203. The primary anomalous trait of SCP-5203 instances varies from instance to instance but is universally some sort of common visual glitch. Additionally, SCP-5203 emits low-level electromagnetic waves at all times, causing interference with Bluetooth, Infrared, NFC, and other wireless connection methods in the nearby area. This is believed to be a method of increasing the amount of excuses made in the nearby area.
SCP-5203 instances begin manifesting following phrases similar to those detailed in Document 5203-T1, and will eventually become opaque and fully tangible following 10-30 statements, depending on the severity. As an SCP-5203 manifests more concretely in the physical world it begins to change appearance, becoming more difficult to detect by sight alone. This has universally begun with the instance altering its textural appearance to be more in line with non-anomalous humans, losing its backlit and reflective qualities. Many SCP-5203 instances also alter their appearance to clothing appropriate to the location of manifestation, such as logo teeshirts and, on two occasions, cosplay costumes.
Addendum 1: Creation and Proliferation: The initial vector for SCP-5203, the "Caduceus Universal Turbo Controller", was manufactured and distributed by Arcadia from 1989 to 1992. Following a series of ongoing hardware and software failures throughout development, Arcadia engineers turned to anomalous means of connection.

Addendum 2: Arcadia Engineering Notes

~/library/memos/engineering_notes/Caduceus

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10/13/89
Successfully integrated local third party support for Amiga 500 and Nintendo Entertainment System, but connection pins make Spectrum+ connection impossible. Traveling from system to system is goddamn impossible without getting some devil in this. I'm gonna go home and scream into my pillow.

10/17/89
Tests on project Caduceus have been going well! I reached out to some of the guys on the Pantherquest team, and they gave me some tips on deific siphoning, at least enough to get us pointed in the right direction. We just need some wings off his sandals instead of a whole fuckin' Jaguar, but the basic idea still holds over. The beryllium-bronze connection pins do run us a bit over budget, but the anomalous molding is absolutely necessary. R&D should be on track for production by next year's holiday season.

11/06/89
Caduceus has been a resounding success! We're ahead of schedule and below only slightly above budget! Also, one of the eggheads in the thaumaturge department mentioned the funniest shit– Mercury was born on Mount Arcadia. I don't know if the big guy will find that funny enough to overlook the energy we're draining from 'em, but hey– with the hours I've been pulling, my soul's being drained for this controller, too.

11/28/89
Bad news. We picked Mercury for his aspect as the god of travel, but whatever warlock approved the deal forgot about the whole Trickster God shtick. So basically, the controller's deific linkage causes a manifestation of godly energy outside of the proposed effect– or, in English, that means we get godly avatars who go around and cause mischief. We're working with the boys in PR to find a way to spin this, but even they might have a tough time with this one.

12/21/89
Alright, the marketers are trying to cajole the godlings into a PR stunt. Making them defend the brand, kinda a "don't blame the controller" deal. Don't know if it's gonna work, but we've fallen behind schedule and bossman wants measurements sent to the manufacturers ASAP, so it's the best we've got. I'll send over a mockup soon.

INTERNAL MEMO

After much deliberation, we have decided to end the production of the Caduceus Universal Controller. While the siphoning of deific energies has cost us heavily, the project will be abandoned until a less intrusive method of deific manifestations can be instituted. After reports of non-Arcadia products adscititiously manifesting deific avatars, the possibility of opening ourselves up to lawsuits from the larger non-anomalous community has grown too big to ignore, and as such we will be shutting down all future distribution efforts of the Mercury controller. Any items maintaining the deific imprint of Mercury will be sold or destroyed.

Addendum 3: 10/02/04 Interview Log:

Interviewed: SCP-5203-22
Interviewer: Junior Researcher Elijah Razim
Background: SCP-5203-22 was the first SCP-5203 manifestation located after the discovery of the Arcadia engineering notes listed above.

Foreword: While observing SCP-5203-22 after the events of "Spacescape", SCP-5203-22 began making vocalizations in various languages. Despite Junior Researcher Razim's lack of experience with the Foundation, his proximity to the anomaly led Containment Head Dr. Bannock to permit Razim to perform an impromptu interview with SCP-5203-22. As with all SCP-5203 instances, SCP-5203-22 initially spoke in various Hellenistic and Latian dialects, which have been translated for clarity.
<Begin Log>

Junior Researcher Razim attempts to activate the two-way microphone, resulting in a peal of reverb throughout the containment chamber

SCP-5203-22: Χαίρετε?2
Razim activates the microphone
Razim: Hello? Is this on?
SCP-5203-22: Salve, lacertula3
Razim: Oh, uh… avresti parlato inglese?4
SCP-5203-22: A wild tongue.
Razim: Holy– uh… okay.
SCP-5203-22: Why dost you hunt me like a dog? If there are questions, and they go un-answered– should they not be done so?
Razim: Okay… do you remember how you were associated with the Arcadia controllers?
SCP-5203-22: Do not call them "Arcadia." I am offspring of Arcadia, the mountain is where I was born. Those who imprisoned me do not care about the least things, and do not deserve this title.
Razim: How did… those who imprisoned you… get you?
SCP-5203-22: The fools who ensnared me did so with trickery like that of Dolos. They gave worship to me as Olympian, a luxury which I have gone hungry for since Constantine. I granted them my boon which they gathered like nectar to a hive, hoarding my favor like the rodent hoards berries.
Razim: Do you know why the controllers summon you like this? Is there anything we can do to stop these manifestations?
SCP-5203-22: They mock me now, with their "Caduceus". The Caduceus is a rod of powers such as good fortune and healing, whereas the electric tricksters have made naught but a riding crop for malleable parchment. They squander my power on trinkets and baubles, yet it does not return to me. Like the Aqua Marcia, it does not spill a drop of my essence, except in these wretched husks.
Razim: So, this isn't the real you? Like an "echo" or something?
SCP-5203-22: Am I an Oread, cursed by my queen? Nay: I am a reflection, a child of one. I will not stand for the trifling arrogance of the humans, and so I stand against you when you excuse your flaws.
Razim: That's why you manifest when people…uh… "Blame the controller", for lack of a better term?
SCP-5203-22: Humans are creatures of inequality, those which are genuine and those which are self-imposed. Over meat, you complain; over fire, you complain; over water and olives and death, you complain. Did Telemachus blame his sword, or Psyche her fingers, or Caeneus his looks? Nay; through victory or death, they became heroes. The greatest flaw of man is the refusal to be flawed. Without flaws, you are without change. Without change, you are naught but arid stumps; and I will show no mercy to those with the souls of serpents. This remnant of form is weak, but as the Acheron flows to sea, I shall stand against the followers of Hybris!
I am god of commerce and success, rich Mercury. I am lord of communication and travelers, clever Mercury. And I am god of luck and thieves, powerful Mercury. But no more shall I be god of medicine and health, forgiving Mercury– for if humanity will not accept success, will not admit to luck, will not succumb to change, then you are unworthy of my blessing. The Caduceus is mine once more.
Following this interview, SCP-5203-22 refused to engage in conversations, responding to all attempts at communication with various antiquated insults and slurs. SCP-5203-22 has been entered into long-term humanoid containment to facilitate future interviews.
End Log

SCP-5203 Containment Update – URGENT

SCP-5203 Containment Update

"Hermes and the Infant Dionysus", unearthed in 1877 under the Temple of Hera.

Addendum 4: On November 19th, 2021, a docent at the Archaeological Museum of Olympia reported vandalism of the famous Hermes di Prassitele statue: It had moved. Further investigations revealed a minor change, either about .7° rotation or ~.5 centimeters of growth, coinciding with each SCP-5203 manifestation since the 2002 interview.

Upon further research, it was found that since 1999, Olympia has the highest rate of medical malpractice, failed surgeries, and medical complications of any developed nation. Review of containment procedures requested, and reclassification to Keter pending.

Footnotes
1. Common invocations involve blaming a loss or bad move on one's computer hardware, software, or internet connection
2. "Greetings" in Koinic Greek
3. "Hello, little lizard" in classical Latin
4. "Would you have spoken English [sic]." Junior Researcher Razim's limited knowledge of the Italian language proved similar enough to SCP-5203-22's native Latin for SCP-5203-22 to understand his request.

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Special Containment Procedures: Research into the physical containment of SCP-5204 is ongoing. Any sightings of an SCP-5204 event should be attributed to an optical illusion or the result of "cabin fever."
Description: SCP-5204 is an event related to the natural phenomenon Aurora Borealis.1 While it is unknown whether Aurora Borealis predates or is caused by SCP-5204, all SCP-5204 events occur around the Great Lakes region of Northern America, particularly Lake Huron, during any full moon in February and March.

SCP-5204 Event, Ortus, Michigan.

During an SCP-5204 event, thousands of multi-chromatic, translucent entities will emerge from any body of water and begin to dance from between one meter to 100 meters above the surface. The size of the body of water is reflective of the size that the entity can reach, with a ten-liter bucket creating an entity approximately 30 centimeters in height and Lake Ontario producing entities of ~250 meters in height. Because of the incorporeal nature of said entities, most are dismissed as water vapor or other natural phenomena. Additionally, most people are not inclined to be outside of their homes in the middle of winter at night, so most sightings can be dismissed as optical illusions.
The visibility of the entities in an SCP-5204 event varies wildly, from an incorporeal "whisp" similar to a candle's flame, to fully defined and articulated human beings. Regardless of form, all entities will find a partner and engage in a slow ballroom-style dance. During the course of the event, they will begin to rise higher into the sky before disappearing completely at dawn.
Discovery: SCP-5204 came to the Foundation's attention on March 2nd, 2001, after Christie Robinson of Chicago, a forty-seven-year-old Michigan native, called the Michigan State Police Department. She claimed to have seen her deceased father walk across Lake Huron and begin dancing with her mother, who had died twenty years prior. She alleged that there was significant occult activity in the area and that her hometown had changed significantly since she moved away in 1982, citing odd behaviors from the townsfolk. When the police sent a unit to the town of Ortus, Michigan two hours later, they found her father's home had signs of forced entry. Further inspection showed fingerprints on the banister and boot prints leading up to her room. Robinson was found at the bottom of the basement stairs, having died of a broken neck. At this point, the Foundation became aware of the situation and dispatched Captain Quintin McNamara and Warrant Officer Madison Watts of Mobile Task Force Sigma-70, ("Sidewinders"), to investigate.

Investigation:

+ Audio Log 001 | McNamara +

- Audio Log 001 | McNamara -

McNamara: Alright. I think it's… on. Great. Alright. So we arrived at 7 PM last night and-
Watts: Closer to 8, I think, but go on.
McNamara: Anyways. We arrived at the house. Modest two-story cabin, situated near Lake Huron. I'm gonna say 100 grand at most. What do you think, Maddy?
Watts: Waterfront? You're probably pushing 200k.
McNamara: Eh. It's not that close. But anyhow. Snow fell since the crime so checking for prints outside was useless. Kudos to the Staties, they didn't really mess with the scene that much. The front door wasn't so much breached as in shattered. Looks like somebody blew the handle off. But that's the curious part. We found fingerprints on the handle, so I really don't know what happened there.
Watts: And the handle was iron, which rules out a couple of things. And no hits on the prints, so our culprit hasn't been picked up for anything.
McNamara: Speaking of prints, the Staties mentioned muddy prints leading up to the bedroom. Guess where those don't go? Out of the bedroom. There's a solid trail of dirt leading up to Christie's bed, but they don't lead out of the room, or down to the basement. It looks like they sat on the bed, and then disappeared.
Watts: Do we have a time table for this?
McNamara: Yeah. Call was placed at 6:31 am and ended at 6:42. Which means she died somewhere between 6:42 and 7:33, when the trooper showed up. But back to the boots. We're looking at a Size 11, Men's. Some kind of snowboot.
Watts: Which narrows it down by fuck all, because Michigan is God's frozen and forsaken hellscape. And everyone here wears big boots… Fuck. This is for the records, isn't it.
McNamara: Yep. But there is a ray of sunshine. Looks like Robinson called somebody by the name of Lory Fisher just before she called the police. Looks like she's the town librarian. We're gonna talk to her tomorrow, see if that leads to anything.
Watts: You're gonna talk to her. I'm gonna check in with the neighbors. You know libraries give me the creeps.
McNamara: Look. Not all libraries are like the Wande- Nevermind. I'm not gonna try to force you.
Watts: Also, we're gonna take a walk around town, check up on these cultist claims. And buy some warmer clothes, because these frankly don't cut it.
McNamara: Amen to that. Alright. Sidewinders out.

- Audio Log 001 | McNamara -

+ Audio Log 002 | McNamara +

- Audio Log 002 | McNamara -

McNamara: Alright. Investigation day two. McNamara checking in. Things went okay today. Watts and I walked through the downtown area and found nothing out of the ordinary. It's a typical death of the small town kinda thing. Some boarded-up stores on Main Street, locals complaining about the Walmart in the next town over stealing away the money, pretty standard. Of all the cults I've ever seen, this would be the friendliest. I figured the cold would have them heads down and running for shelter but I guess they're all used to it. We must have been stopped half a dozen times for chit-chat. One thing did stand out to me. I'm gonna play it for you real quick.
[A click can be heard.]
McNamara: Good morning. Do you sell jackets?
Unknown Voice: New in town? [Short laugh] Looks like you didn't pack as well for the cold. Don't worry, we've got more than enough to spare. You partial to wool or synthetic?
Watts: Whatever's warmest. Christ, I'm about ten seconds from setting my sleeves on fire.
Unknown Voice: [Laughter.] That'd be the worst mistake. Frostbitten burns are the worst feelin' on Earth.
Watts: I'll take your word for it. [Pause] Anything to do around town?
Unknown Voice: Not really much. We don't get too many tourists this time of year. If you're religious, Father Williams is usually always in.
McNamara: Not sure how much I've got to confess.
Unknown Voice: Everyone's got a secret or two, Quintin. Talkin about it is good for the soul.
[A second click is heard.]
McNamara: Did you hear that? He called me Quintin. We didn't even introduce ourselves. I'd like to say I picked up on that right away, but I was a bit distracted. Anyways. The library. I flashed my badge to Mrs. Fisher and she closed up shop and pulled me into a back room. Unfortunately, there's not much to tell. She didn't really know anything. Apparently, Robinson had called her in the middle of the night, crying and screaming. According to the phone company, the call only lasted three minutes, and Mrs. Fisher says that Christie never managed to get a sensible word out before hanging up. We're still waiting on the transcripts from the State Police, but I'm guessing she was a lot more composed if they sent a car over.
[A phone can be heard ringing.]
McNamara: Wonder what that is.

[Log Paused]

McNamara: In a startling turn of events, Mrs. Fisher called and a trooper came by with the transcript. Looks like we have a lead. According to Mrs. Fisher, Robinson was said one word about four times. Williams. And guess what the transcript also says? Williams. Sounds like the deceased said that Father Williams was leading some kind of necromantic cult. Apparently she saw him conversing with her father before he walked out onto the lake.
[A door can be heard opening.]
Watts: Guess who got a break in the case!
McNamara: Is it Father Williams?
Watts: How did- Nevermind. One of the neighbors got up in the night and saw the clergyman walk into the house.
McNamara: I've got his name on the transcript and from the call Robinson made to Mrs. Fisher. Wanna head down to the church?
Watts: As long as we don't have to sit through Mass.

- Audio Log 002 | McNamara -

Supplement:
When the Agents arrived at the church, they were unable to locate Father Williams. Evidence, such as a warm cup of coffee, suggested he had recently vacated the premises. Agents were able to match the fingerprints on the cup to prints left on the doorknob at the Robinsons home. A search of Father Williams' residence lead to the discovery of boots matching the ones from the crime scene.

+ Audio Log 028 | McNamara +

- Audio Log 028 | McNamara -

McNamara: Update Log Number… What are we on now, Maddy?
Watts: Fuck. Probably like almost thirty.
McNamara: Nevermind. We've been here about a month and Father Williams continues to evade capture. Not much to say. The interim priest arrived yesterday, and he knows less than we do. The weather continues to depress morale. Watts has been complaining about the cold. Constantly.
Watts: Look me in the fucking eyes, Quintin, and tell me it doesn't make your implants ache. I'm completely justified here.
McNamara: Then tell Carlisle that he needs to do more cold-weather testing. Don't take it out on me. I can't control the weather, Maddy.
Watts: I will lock you out of this hotel room if you quote that one more time.
McNamara: [Laughing.] Anyways. The town seems to be giving us a cold shoulder. When we asked Ms. May Crawford about Father Williams, she informed us that we had stayed the maximum amount of days in her motel. So we had to move to the hotel on the outskirts of town.
Watts: Which has a half-broken heating system! And I cannot tell you how fucking mad that makes me. I'm gonna tear that smug asshole's spine out when we find him.
[A button on the recording device is pressed, presumably in error.]
McNamara: You okay, Maddy?
Watts: Yeah… I'm just almost out of meds and I've had to ration them.
McNamara: You should have told me.
Watts: It's not a big deal. I'll be fine.
McNamara: It's a big deal to me, Maddy.
Watts: Thanks. [Pause.] Finish your log.
[The Record button is pressed.]
McNamara: Alright, where was I? Oh yeah. Tonight, as usual, we will be driving down to the Robinson house to see if anything interesting happens.
Watts: Say it scientifically. That's too vague.
McNamara: They've already heard it twenty ti… Whatever. Due to the circumstances of Christie Robinson's sighting of the alleged anomaly, it's likely tied to the day/night cycle. As such, we walk to the shore of the lake every night. [Pause.] Satisfied?

- Audio Log 028 | McNamara -

+ Audio Log 029 | Watts +

- Audio Log 029 | Watts -

Watts: I… I don't know.
[Several minutes of silence.]
Watts: I just don't know how to put this into words?
Watts: We're okay. Quintin is just… He's fine. He's just not talking.
[Nearly twenty minutes pass.]
Watts: Okay. We walked through the Robinsons' backyard. Everything was fine. Well, normal. When we got to the shore, it was just grey. Nothing but snow and ice. Then the moon came out from the clouds and this bright green light flashed at the end of the peninsula across the bay, the clouds disappeared, and…
Watts: Then a hundred thousand souls began to dance across a ballroom of black ice. Lit in every color… I… I saw…
[Soft crying can be heard.]
Watts: I saw my dad. And my mom. Exactly like they were when they… they died.
Watts: And my dad turned to me and just… winked. [Quiet Laugh.] Like he used to do when he'd sneak me extra dessert or something. And then, they kept dancing. I don't…

- Audio Log 029 | Watts -

+ Audio Log 030 | Watts +

- Audio Log 030 | Watts -

Watts: Alright. Morning after the anomaly. Quintin's still shaken up, so he asked me to do the log… Fuck, I'm not great at these. Okay. Normal stuff first. We're fine on food, lodging, and cash. I've got maybe ten days worth of meds left, which isn't great. Especially if the townies do that cold shoulder bullshit again. Might just break that shoulder clean off.
Watts: But the anomaly. I'm still processing it. It was definitely real, like that really was my parents. I just know. Which means… I don't know what it means.
Watts: Okay. I'm gonna focus on what I do know. Or my suspicions. Fuck, I'm flubbing this. Okay. So that green flash? I think that was caused by a person. And there's really only one person that could be. Father Williams. And the townies aren't gonna give him up, so we need to set a trap. One sec.
[Recording Paused.]
Watts: Probably should have just stopped the recording. Anyways. I called in for reinforcements. Gerald and James2 should be here by tomorrow morning, plus any stragglers they bring along.
McNamara: Did you tell them to pack warm?
Watts: Yeah. I told them to bring extra.
[Several minutes of silence.]
Watts: Hey Quintin… What. What did you see out there?
[No response.]

- Audio Log 030 | Watts -

+ Audio Log 031 | McNamara +

- Audio Log 031 | McNamara -

McNamara: Maddy, if you find this, and I'm not there, I'm sorry.
[The sound of crunching snow can be heard.]
McNamara: Madison is asleep back in the hotel. I have to do this… alone. When we got back to the hotel, I found a business card in the pocket of the jacket I'd bought when we got here. I don't know how, or why. But it's for that clothing store. From Father Williams.
McNamara: There's a note on it, too.
[McNamara clears his throat.]
McNamara: Dear Quintin. We need to talk. Alone. Meet me behind the Robinson house at midnight tonight. By the lake. Signed, Father Williams.
McNamara: I'd be worried if I didn't… you know… have my… anyways. And that's where I am now. Just pulled up to the house.
[Crunching snow can be heard for several minutes.]
McNamara: My God. I… don't know what to…
[Several seconds of silence.]
McNamara: Hundreds of people just dancing… over the lake. Not people. more like ghosts. I'm at the shore and it feels like I could reach out and touch them. It's just so…
Williams: Beautiful? Ethereal?

McNamara: Step back. I will not hesitate.
Williams: Put the gun away, Quintin. I have no intention to harm you.
McNamara: How do you know my name?
Williams: Will you sit on this bench and speak with an old man?
[Several seconds pass.]
Williams: Are you a religious man?
McNamara: I… No. Not after everything I've seen. Everything I've done.
Williams: You've had a hard twenty years, haven't you? Made you give up on God?
McNamara: No. If there is a God, he's not a caring God. [Pause.] How do you know so much about me?
Williams: The Dead have so much to say, if you'd only listen. [Pause.] I know who you saw out there. And I am so, so sorry. None of them deserved that. And neither did you.
McNamara: Do. Not. Play these fucking games with me. You don't even know what the hell you're talking about.
Williams: No. Probably not. But you still have my sympathy and condolences.
McNamara: Did you extend those to Christie?
Williams: Christie burned with a fire most people strive their entire lives to glimpse. It's what makes humans so unique in this universe. That pressing, eternal need to be. To exist. It's one of your most incredible traits.
McNamara: I didn't ask about that.
Williams: I did what I had to. To protect this place. And I regret it.
McNamara: Just a fucked up sense of duty, huh?
Williams: Surely you would understand the lengths you must go to protect the most important things?
McNamara: No. I do my job because I know the consequences of failure.
Williams: As do I.
McNamara: I don't buy it.
Williams: I didn't ask you to come here to plead my case. The Foundation creeps like ivy over anything they deem unnatural. But this? This is the one place they should not touch.
McNamara: Why not?
Williams: Those monsters of man's creation? The clockwork titans, abominations of flesh and magic? Places scarred by hate and fear and bloodlust? This is not one of them.
McNamara: And?
Williams: Do you believe in the soul, Quintin? Do you believe that you have one?
McNamara: If I did, Director Carlisle would have cut it out by now.
Williams: [Polite laugh.] I can see yours burning bright. Of everything, the soul is one thing that never fades away. Look across the water. Do you see them burning across the sky?
McNamara: …Yeah.
Williams: Do you see the man holding a young girl in one arm, and a woman in the other? Do you know who they are?
McNamara: It's the Robinsons, isn't it.
Williams: Send me your scientists and I will make them understand why they cannot interfere here.
McNamara: We don't negotiate.
Williams: Absolutism is not something that survives the test of time. I will compromise, but I will not abandon my post.

- Audio Log 031 | McNamara -

Post Investigation

Close Post Investigation

Captain McNamara returned to his hotel and alerted Overwatch Command to the situation. A team of researchers was dispatched to the town of Ortus, where they began to negotiate with Father Williams, designated SCP-5204-1. After demonstrating that physical containment would be impossible, SCP-5204-1 agreed to work with the Foundation to protect the Veil. The methods of doing this are unknown, but there have been zero sightings since this was enacted, and SCP-5204 was reclassified as Euclid. Any collateral effects are unknown.

Close Post Investigation

Footnotes
1. Research into whether SCP-5204 affects the Aurora Australis is ongoing.
2. Corporal James Dartling and Lance Corporal Gerald Layfette, Members of Sigma-70.

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Item #: SCP-5210
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5210 is to be kept in a standard containment cell. This cell is to have 4 automated tranquilizer guns loaded with darts containing no less than 10 ml of carfentanil1. SCP-5210 is to be restrained using a 3-meter chain pinned to the center of the cell. No visual recording devices of any kind are to be allowed inside the containment cell. Any personnel caught attempting to do so will be reprimanded after clearing a psych evaluation.
Once every 7 days, a Class-D personnel who does not suffer from any severe visual impairments must enter the cell alone. The individual will interact with SCP-5210 for 12 hours before being fired on by the automated tranquilizer guns. 4 blindfolded personnel will then enter the cell to retrieve the individual. SCP-5210 will make no attempts to escape or to harm these personnel. Personnel may, however, make physical contact with the entity, either through accident or the entity intentionally initiating. Agents should be aware that this poses no threat and should not be alarmed.
Description: SCP-5210 is an anomalous entity resembling a male golden labrador approximately 2 months old. SCP-5210 does not appear to physically age. SCP-5210 may be immune to traditional physical harm, although this has not been confirmed as testing this trait is not advised (see addendum 5210-2).
SCP-5210's primary anomalous trait is a cognitohazard that activates when anyone views it. Those who directly view it will feel an overwhelming urge to pet the anomaly, play with it, call it "a good boy", and perform various other archetypal tasks traditionally associated with interacting with a puppy. Those affected by SCP-5210 will not cease these activities until they are unable to continue looking at SCP-5210. Natural blinking will create a vague sense of unease, but will not be enough to free an individual from the cognitohazard (see addendum 5210-2). Those who have survived interaction with SCP-5210 describe having at the time believed it was their greatest life experience and that no other experience could ever be greater.
Viewing SCP-5210 through video, live-footage, or photographs will cause similar feelings of adoration and will cause the affected individual to express an extreme desire to meet and interact with SCP-5210 in person. Affected individuals will also become aware of SCP-5210's location. These effects also end when the individual no longer sees SCP-5210's depiction.
Should SCP-5210 go more than 8 days without direct human interaction equal to or exceeding 12 consecutive hours, its cognitohazardous ability will affect individuals even if they cannot visually see the entity. These individuals will instinctively know the location of SCP-5210 and will attempt to reach its location as quickly as possible using any available means of transportation. The range of this cognitohazard rapidly expands. It is not currently known if there are limits to the range, but it has been demonstrated to be able to cover over 40 km.
Addendum 5210-1
Recovery Log: SCP-5210 was recovered on 3/18/2018. On 3/12/2018, the Foundation intercepted satellite images of the town of ███████, Wyoming, revealing that the inhabitants were dead. There were no signs of a struggle, of conventional weapon use, or of any known disease being responsible. A team of field agents was sent to investigate.
Agents reported seeing empty homes and empty streets. The doors to homes had been left open and no cars were present on any of the streets. After fifteen minutes, the agents found a street containing dozens of vehicles parked haphazardly, with several having crashed into each other around an alleyway. Several dead, emaciated bodies were found at the edge of the alleyway, with a large pile found inside the alley itself. It was later confirmed that the entire town population had died there.
While examining the bodies, Field Agent Hernandez reported having heard a whimpering sound coming from beneath the corpses at the end of the alley. After removing several corpses, SCP-5210 was discovered and seen by all agents present.
No contact was received for over two days. Given that the town of ███████ was a two-day drive from the nearest Foundation Facility, response time was delayed. Of the 6 agents sent, only Field Agent Hernandez returned. He was suffering from the effects of sleep deprivation and dehydration. SCP-5210 had been contained in the back of the transport truck. Field Agent Hernandez gave a brief explanation of SCP-5210's primary anomalous trait before passing out and being taken to the site ██ medical bay.
Addendum 5210-2
Interview Log:

Interviewed: Field Agent Hernandez
Interviewee: Dr. Burnstein
Foreward: Agent Hernandez has awoken after retrieving SCP-5210 and is undergoing a psych evaluation.
<Begin log>
Agent Hernandez fiddles with his IV.
Agent Hernandez: I don't understand why this is necessary. It's not uncommon for things like this to happen in the field.
Dr. Burnstein: You know good and well why it's necessary. We don't fully understand the nature of the anomaly. It could still be affecting you now.
Agent Hernandez: It's out of my head now, Dr. My name is Agent Hernandez. I work for the SCP Foundation. My job is to help the Foundation Secure, Contain, and Protect. How's that?
Dr. Burnstein: You understand why that's not enough. You need to work with me. Help me understand what happened.
Agent Hernandez: Like I already said, the thing controls you when you look at it. It made us all dote on it like a child. That's all there is to it.
Dr. Burnstein: And what of the other agents? What of when it made you…
Agent Hernandez slams his fist on the table.
Agent Hernandez: It didn't make me do that. That's the only thing I did where I was in complete control.
Dr. Burnstein: Please, just walk me through it. What did it feel like being effected?
Agent Hernandez: Are you married?
Dr. Burnstein: I don't see the relevance of the question.
Agent Hernandez: I'm married. Got a 2-year old boy back home with a girl on her way.
Dr. Burnstein: Well, congratulations, I suppose, but please, stay on topic.
Agent Hernandez: I remember when I first saw her in her wedding dress. I thought I would never see anything so beautiful, so wonderful, ever again. But then we had our son. It was different, but seeing my boy in my wife's arms, I thought nothing could ever compare. And then I saw that thing. Suddenly, my wife and son were no better than dirt. They were trash. Nothing could compare to that thing, I thought.
Dr. Burnstein: Cognitohazards can overrule all logic and emotion. So this anomaly made you see it as desirable. Is that it?
Agent Hernandez: It was more than that. It's tough to explain. It looked like just a normal puppy. It rolled over, nuzzled, licked our hands, all that stuff. But I could feel something more sometimes. It was like it needed us. Like it desired us as much as we desired it. There was a hunger there. It might be from the blinking. I tried not to blink. I think we all did, but we couldn't stop ourselves. It wasn't enough for us to react or do anything before our eyes opened again, but it let me feel, if only for a moment.
Dr. Burnstein: And this went on for several days? Tell me, did you feel tired? Hungry? Or did it remove those feelings?
Agent Hernandez: I still felt all of it. I just powered through it. We all did. I honestly didn't know I had it in me, but I pushed through the pain, the hunger, all of it. The hardest was the smell. The bodies, they were just starting to decompose when we arrived. And we were sitting on them. Literally sitting on these bloating corpses. The fluids, we just sat in them, let them soak into our clothes, into our skin. I wanted to retch, but I didn't. I fought it so I could keep petting that thing.
Dr. Burnstein: What did break you free? I need details. You claim you were in control of yourself when you apprehended the anomaly.
Agent Hernandez: Here's the thing. I'm not allergic to dogs. I don't think I would have made it past a second date with my wife if I couldn't be around dogs. She's obsessed with them. I'm telling you this because I honestly don't know what made me sneeze. But I did, and I sneezed hard. It kept my eyes closed for just long enough for me to get back in control and keep them closed. So there I am, my eyes closed, body aching, this close to passing out, and my teammates are all still under its control. So I unholster my pistol, feel around for the thing, and fire three shots into it. I'm sure I hit it, but it didn't work. And that's when I felt it. I don't know how else to say it other than it felt dark. I hear Agent Willum. She's always loved dogs, so maybe this thing hit her harder than the rest of us. She says that I need to open my eyes and look. Her exact words were, "Look at him. He's such a good boy. He's the goodest wittle boy." Next thing I know, the agents are grabbing at my face. They're clawing at my face, trying to force my eyes open. I tried to fight them off, doctor, I swear I did. But I was so tired. I didn't have the energy. I couldn't fight, so I just started shooting. I emptied the clip just to be sure. Once it was just me and the thing, containing it was just a matter of dragging it and feeling around until I found the transport vehicle. It didn't really put up any resistance. I guess it got what it wanted.
Dr. Burnstein: I see. Well, as far as I am concerned, you are ready to return to active duty, but the higher-ups might want you to do a few more of these.
<END LOG>

Note: On 5/23/2018, Agent Hernandez was determined to be mentally unfit for duty after he was arrested by local authorities for killing his neighbors' dogs, as well as his own.

Footnotes
1. Elephant tranquilizer.

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Item #: SCP-5211
Object Class: Euclid-doctrina Euclid-prodist1
Special Containment Procedures: Site-5211, formerly the Code FLAVORDOME Command Complex, has been secured from Chaos Insurgency control. SCP-5211-GESTALT is being fed its previously media allotment alongside Foundation videos on containment objectives and operational guidelines. If SCP-5211-GESTALT behaves according to its initial mission objectives, its host biomass is to be detonated with a remotely-activated explosive charge, implanted in the primary cranial orifice.
SCP-5211 instances which have been rendered non-functional are to be stored in the nearest Grade-B biological quarantine locker. Methods of repair are under active research.
Description: SCP-5211 is a system of 30 remotely-controlled and hive mind-organized biomechanisms resembling American restaurateur Guy Ramsay Fieri. Aside from outwards physical traits, SCP-5211 instances are anatomically inconsistent from humans, possessing abnormal organ arrangements which replicate standard biological functions despite their structures. A form of chitinous exoskeleton with chromatophore components replicates standard clothing. Radio antenna protrude from the nape of each instance's neck; owing to a presumed memetic cloak, civilians recognize this to be a "flavor wand."2
Instances do not require nutritional intake. Based on the mass–energy–information equivalence principle, it is hypothesized that the energy necessary for continued operation is directly broadcast from SCP-5211-GESTALT in an informational form, though it is unknown how or where SCP-5211-GESTALT could generate such resources.
The primary function of SCP-5211 is for the transportation of food and medical resources to specified recipient targets. Once a target is specified by SCP-5211-GESTALT, the nearest operable instance proceeds to a hospital, store, restaurant, or otherwise appropriate establishment. On arrival, it attempts to use its perceived celebrity status as a means of bartering for the resources it requires. Memetic signals encoded into its speech patterns result in a high rate of success.
In cases where bartering fails, SCP-5211 follows Behavior 5211/TEREBRO. Behavior 5211/TEREBRO constitutes the violent maiming and consumption of all involved individuals until resources are obtained. Bystanders do not interfere; a fear of "his spicy wrath" is unanimously cited as the motivating factor.
Once acquired, SCP-5211 proceeds to the location of the target, either by foot or by use of hijacked vehicles. In all cases the instance follows the shortest route per local geography, with attempts made to scale physical obstructions by any means necessary until succeeding or being damaged to the point of non-functionality.
If the instance arrives and the target is alive, resources are placed in their immediate vicinity. The instance is then rendered limp until its next activation. If the instance arrives and the target is deceased, identical behavior is performed.

RECOVERY
SCP-5211 was first encountered during Chaos Insurgency attacks on compounds in the Appalachia region in 2014. In each case, the anomaly failed to offer a strategic advantage. Two instances were noted to arrive hours following the deaths of their targets, and a mass activation of five instances allowed the Foundation to track the movements of Insurgency operatives based on corresponding instance movements. Interrogation found that no operatives knew the anomaly existed prior to these incidents.
By monitoring bulk orders of official Guy Fieri merchandise, the Department of Analytics identified a potential source: a house at the outskirts of Weirton, West Virginia. Mobile Task Force Tsan-17 ("To the Rustworks I Belong") was deployed on 11/03/2014.
On entrance, the entire living room and kitchen were found to be wholly occupied by Guy Fieri merchandise, arranged in patterns matching Neo-Akashic servitor3 invocation rings. Layers of human organs of unknown origin were layered into spiral pattern on top. Entrance to the second floor was met with immediate retaliation by a female assailant (PoI-5211) armed with a rudimentary biomechanical railgun.4 Two agents were injured before PoI-5211 was subdued, at which point a metafictional descension ritual triggered, ejecting PoI-5211 out of physical reality into a fictional medium as an escape method.5

The second floor was empty with the exception of the bedroom space. Agents discovered a conglomerated mass of viscera, fashioned into the shape of a human torso and clothed in a heavily stained black bowler shirt with red flame patterns. A complex network of tied-together and bent radio antenna affixed the mass to the wall and floor, keeping it upright.
All seven of its eyes were trained on a widescreen television opposite to it, which played footage of reality TV-shows hosted by Guy Fieri on loop. Clips of Foundation agents terminating Insurgency operatives were interspersed between episodes.
Scattered notebooks in the room allowed researchers to infer that the mass is the physical host of SCP-5211-GESTALT, a servitor entity summoned by PoI-5211 to control all SCP-5211 instances. These notebooks were accompanied by:

Maps charting instance positions
A specialized radio kit designed to send orders to SCP-5211-GEIST, overriding its default autonomous behavior
Inscriptions of the complete genetic sequence of Guy Fieri etched across the walls
Photos of Guy Fieri cut into spiral patterns
Flash drives storing clips of white noise, purpose unknown
Lacerated dermal tissue inscribed with "CODE FLAVORDOME COMMAND COMPLEX HOLEWARDS SECTOR, ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK"

Documents found in the living room and kitchen were illegible. Any writing present was a combination between notes, memetoenginering schematics, anatomical diagrams, and sketches of an unclear purpose, overlaid to such an extreme that only small portions of each could be deciphered. Several pieces of paper organized in a cupboard labeled "IMPORTANT" were completely blank. The sole most legible information was an inscription on a matted patch of heart valves, transcribed below:

as a Reminder
timely unto the Skin
THE DELTAS AND THEIR FRAYED WIRES
DIRECT ORDERS FROM THE HOLE THEM/ITS/—-SELF
HASTE ON THE BULLSHIT
how long until the foundies catch whiff of the failures
huh
huh
huh
WOULDN'T TASTE TOO GOOD WOULD IT
you can dig a hole anywhere if you try so why haven't you
DROP IT IN THE SPADE'S INCHES FROM BREAKING TOPSOIL
drop it in
falls out
where
they
need
it
DON'T NEED A CAR DUMBLASS
SEE EVEN YOUR HOLE AGREES
KEEP IT THE FOOD MAN FOR THE FUNNY
remember to
/slough/between/the/lines/
that empty space is for the organs
even—- could be wider
make nietzsche cry
THAT KNIFE'S GETTING RUSTY SO HMU LATER GIRL
I'M NOT THIS
PEACE

Full context is unclear.
Currently, it is believed that SCP-5211-GESTALT was in an incomplete state at the time of its containment. What the final result was planned to be is unclear.

TRIAL OPERATION LD/5211
Trial Operation LD/5211 is an experimental procedure to determine whether SCP-5211 could be viable as a support system for Foundation operations. Following a year of sustained SCP-5211-GESTALT reconditioning with informational content on the Foundation, SCP-5211 instances have been placed in select containment sites across North America. When a site housing an instance experiences a containment breach or raid, an alert is to be relayed to Site-5211, where said instance can be activated to provide medical aid to injured personnel. While SCP-5211-GESTALT has been trained to avoid Behavior 5211/TENEBRO, explosives with neurological activation have been implanted into the craniums of each instance as a cautionary measure.
As operational efficacy is yet to be determined, personnel must not rely on SCP-5211. Further anomaly usage may be considered if the operation succeeds.
To better understand the mannerisms of SCP-5211, personnel are encouraged to view episodes of selected containment-relevant media when possible.

Footnotes
1. See Trial Operation LD/5211 for further information.
2. Relation to a lack of civilian interest in instances, when present, is presumed.
3. Noospheric complexes summoned from the consciousness of the summoner and developed into independent entities for the purpose of serving a specific function.
4. Weapon structure in the form of a elongated SCP-5211 instance head, with the spinal cord and nerves coagulated around PoI-5211's wrist. Projectiles were solidified spikes of the PoI's blood.
5. No pursuit could be made. Tracking by the Department of Analytics is ongoing.

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