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Smells like the Stuff Industry.
Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all.
Also please eat some of these

Anabasis Hub Probably the greatest story involving a pair of redheaded siblings whose infighting causes the end of the world
Manna Charitable Foundation 2000 The sequel to the above, collaborationed with Dr Reach
The Stuff Industry What happens when everyone around you at work is a complete idiot and so are you, but not only does no one get fired, but you actually turn a profit? I don't know, some stuff.
When MCF and Stuff happen A fun story of incompetence

4/2077 LEVEL 4/2077
CLASSIFIED

Item #: SCP-2077
Object Class: Keter

Two of the most common appearances of SCP-2077. Soft capsules on the left contain fish oil, while capsules on the right contain bone meal.

Special Containment Procedures: All drug retailers are to be monitored for instances of SCP-2077. Confirmed instances are to be confiscated and tracked to their source of origin if practicable. Human consumption of SCP-2077 is to be discouraged via campaigns and outreach programs intended to educate individuals on the dangers of unregulated imported prescription drug use. The Foundation is to maintain and distribute functioning generics of brand-name norepinephrine reuptake inhibitors (NRI), selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors (SSRI), and non-steroidal inflammatory drugs (NSAID) via the front company "Sunrise Care Practitioners" in designated "hot spots" where instances of SCP-2077 have been reported.
Description: SCP-2077 refers to a number of capsule and tablet pills variously advertised as analgesics, anti-anxiety drugs, anti-depressants, and anti-convulsants, manufactured by an unlicensed company going by the name "The Stuff Industry" and represented by a logo of a crudely drawn house with a shining sun perched atop the roof.
While the pills appear to function as advertised, analysis of the pills' contents show that each capsule is apparently filled with objects ground into powder and filled into capsules, including glass, quartz, plant matter, volcanic ash, sugar, bone meal, and owl pellets. Tablets are similarly composed of granulated matter or solid waste in a polymer coating. Capsules of SCP-2077 that are emptied of their contents do not retain their effects when consumed.
Instances of SCP-2077 first appeared in █████████, Malaysia, in which ██,███ kilograms of capsule and tablet pills from "The Stuff Industry" were confiscated as part of a drug bust. Analyses found no legitimate medicinal components within the pills, and much of the confiscated instances were destroyed before coming into Foundation custody. Further instances of SCP-2077 began to spring up throughout Southeast Asia, India, Australia, China, and South America sporadically.
Continued use of SCP-2077 sees additional effects take place over a 2-4 week period. During this period, portions of an individual's body, ranging from hair and skin cells to layers of subcutaneous tissue, begin to part from the individual overnight while the body begins to regenerate lost tissue. The longer an individual remains on SCP-2077, the greater portions of their body begin to be replaced. Organs and tissue matter replicated are genetically identical to the original tissue, with the exception of being free or otherwise unaffected by the disease and/or injury supposedly being treated by SCP-2077.
Subjects using SCP-2077 have often reported being unable to identify portions of their own body, displaying symptoms consistent with Gerstmann's syndrome1 and/or autotopagnosia.2 Subjects often have difficulty coordinating and determining distance between objects and their own limbs, due to being unable to recognize their own limbs as a part of themselves. Subjects viewing themselves in a mirror tend to have less difficulty coordinating, though remain unable to identify specific parts of their body, typically indicating the general area of its location.

Experiment Log
A group of 150 Class-D personnel were selected to ascertain the method of operation of SCP-2077. They were selected and grouped based upon physical and mental afflictions.
Group 1 was told of the reported effects of SCP-2077 and were administered placebos.
Group 2 was told of the reported effects of SCP-2077 and were administered capsules of SCP-2077 emptied of their contents.
Group 3 was told of the reported effects of SCP-2077 and were administered the contents of SCP-2077 placed in different capsules.
Group 4 was not told of the reported effects of SCP-2077 and were administered unaltered capsules of SCP-2077.
Group 5 was told of the reported effects of SCP-2077 and were administered unaltered capsules of SCP-2077. This is the control group.
Testing unfolded over the course of 3 months.
Group 1 (Placebo)

Time
Effects

3 Weeks
No reported effects.

6 Weeks
11 of 30 subjects claim to be recovering. No measurable improvement has been found.

9 Weeks
No reported effects.

12 Weeks
No reported effects.

15 Weeks
5 subjects claim to be "cured" of their mental afflictions. Psychological evaluations indicate this to be false. No further result has been detected amongst the group.

Group 2 (Empty)

Time
Effects

3 Weeks
One subject experiences chest pains. Determined later to be unrelated to experiment.

6 Weeks
4 subjects report feeling improved from their symptoms (subjects were afflicted with various respiratory illnesses.)

9 Weeks
No reported effects.

12 Weeks
No reported effects.

15 Weeks
No reported effects.

Group 3 (Alternate Capsules)

Time
Effects

3 Weeks
6 subjects complained of stomachaches and suffered from brief gastrointestinal issues. Later determined to be due to reaction to SCP-2077 contents.

6 Weeks
19 subjects report small improvements in overall health. No measurable improvement has been found.

9 Weeks
One subject briefly hospitalized due to increased level of sodium caused by SCP-2077 contents.

12 Weeks
No reported effects.

15 Weeks
No reported effects.

Group 4 (SCP-2077)

Time
Effects

3 Weeks
28 of 30 subjects experience effects of SCP-2077, including loss and duplication of fingernails and teeth, followed by layers of skin and fat. Footage of the subjects sleeping indicate deep abscesses forming on skin, which burst and cause the layers of skin and fat to come away. When blood is rinsed away, skin and flesh appear as normal. Shed body parts are disposed of while subjects remain asleep. One subject reports significant clearing of acne.

6 Weeks
14 of 30 subjects experience loss of limbs, replaced with duplicated copies. All affected subjects report "serious difficulty" coordinating with new limbs, and some reportedly are unable to perceive any tactile sensations with their replaced limbs.

9 Weeks
All 30 subjects have experienced some loss and replacement of body parts, with 7 reported incidents of regurgitation of organs, including kidneys, pieces of the liver, and gallbladder.

12 Weeks
4 of 30 subjects are reportedly "cured" of their afflictions, including eczema, cirrhosis of the liver, renal failure, and insomnia.

15 Weeks
25 of 30 subjects now report being "cured" of their afflictions, including all mental afflictions. 21 of the 25 report being unable to identify parts of their body, with some likening it to having prosthetic limbs. 3 of the remaining subjects believe they have died and have been replaced into new bodies. One remaining subject claims to be two distinct individuals in one body.

Group 5 (Control)

Time
Effects

3 Weeks
Results as expected.

6 Weeks
Results as expected.

9 Weeks
Results as expected.

12 Weeks
One subject who had not been responding to SCP-2077 suffered a full-body duplication. Subject claimed SCP-2077 to have given them a "second chance at life" and to be the work of "divine intervention." Subject displayed severe symptoms of autotopagnosia and lost all mobility below the waist.

Addendum: Extreme cases of SCP-2077 consumption3 can result in the individual's entire body being "duplicated", with the "original" body coming away lifeless, leaving the subject within their "duplicated" body. Subjects in this state suffer from severe depersonalization, often experiencing distinct changes in behavior and personality while retaining memories and life experiences.
One subject claimed that use of SCP-2077 has "killed" them, and in effect created a perfect living copy of themselves. In at least 3 documented cases, subjects have described feeling as if they are "entirely different" people, able to recall personal events while being able to discern between "themselves" and their "former selves".

Footnotes
1. A cognitive impairment typically resulting from damage to the left hemisphere of the brain. Characterized by an inability to distinguish left from right, difficulty in writing and understanding mathematics, and difficulty distinguishing the fingers on the hand.
2. A form of agnosia, indicating an inability to recognize or orient different parts of one's own body.
3. First noted in a suicide attempt via SCP-2077 overdose

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Item #: SCP-2078
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: Mobile Task Force Alpha-3 ("Running Mates") has been commissioned in order to contain SCP-2078; at no time are more than 49% of the membership of MTF Alpha-3 to possess American citizenship. In order to identify SCP-2078 infection vectors and infectees, MTF Alpha-3 operatives have been granted access to all Foundation telecommunications surveillance of the United States of America. MTF Alpha-3 also conducts regular scans of American news media, physical correspondence, and internet activity.
Once identified, infectees are to be apprehended by MTF Alpha-3 personnel within twelve hours; failure to do so constitutes a containment breach. Contingents of MTF Alpha-3 armed with non-lethal weaponry are to assault any predicted or discovered mass congregations of SCP-2078 infectees; failure to apprehend all SCP-2078 infectees constitutes a containment breach and warrants usage of lethal force.
MTF Alpha-3 agents embedded in the Federal Elections Commission (FEC) and American state governments are to intercept all attempts to register SCP-2078-1 as a candidate for election. MTF Alpha-3 operatives are to conduct surveillance of all American polling places on Election Day. In the event of a containment breach, aerosolized deployment of amnestics as well as detention and interrogation of civilians is authorized.
All materials identified to be SCP-2078 infection vectors are to be subjected to standard CogHaz-4 containment and information sanitation protocols (full documentation on CogHaz-4 protocols are available to all members of MTF Alpha-3). All members of MTF Alpha-3 are to be trained in counter-memetic practices. Civilians or Foundation personnel infected with SCP-2078 are to be administered amnestics. If initial amnestic administration is unsuccessful in removing infection, researchers are permitted to administer Class-█ amnestics to infected subjects and reclassify them as Class-D personnel.
Description: SCP-2078 is a meme transmitted by media or word-of-mouth communication referencing an individual named "████ █████", hereafter designated SCP-2078-1, an independent candidate who runs in every presidential election of the United States of America. There is no evidence that SCP-2078-1 exists in reality; the only information that is known regarding SCP-2078-1 comes from material produced by and interviews with SCP-2078 infectees. SCP-2078 only affects individuals who self-identify as citizens of the United States of America. Individuals must be exposed to infection vectors at a certain rate, ranging from three to twenty-five minutes per day, in order to become infected. Knowledge of SCP-2078's memetic nature and other counter-memetic practices are effective at combating infection.
SCP-2078-1's political platform is unorthodox. Planks include legislation mandating a "birth requirement" of four or more children for all married couples, legislation defunding essential governmental programs such as defense or welfare in order to increase government subsidies of food-related industries, and a constitutional amendment prohibiting vegetarianism (Document-2078-██ compiles all information regarding SCP-2078-1's political platform).
SCP-2078 infection dramatically alters an individual's behavior. All infectees, regardless of prior political affiliation, ascribe to SCP-2078-1's political platform; most infectees actively seek to spread SCP-2078 through the creation of political advertisements, usage of social media, or simple word-of-mouth communication. Furthermore, most infectees exhibit dramatically increased appetite, as well as decreased aversion to unhygienic practices. Experimentation has confirmed that SCP-2078 infectees lack a satiety response, enabling them to consume far in excess of normal human capacities.
SCP-2078 infectees have been observed to coordinate gatherings of up to approximately two hundred infected individuals. These gatherings have been recorded to last for up to a week. Infectees employed in food service professions often use their positions to deliver large quantities of food to the gathering place in order to facilitate near-constant food consumption. Due to inadequate waste disposal facilities and infectee disregard for cleanliness, sanitation suffers dramatically. Infection and disease, sometimes resulting in death, are common. Infectees typically burn the bodies of the deceased.
SCP-2078 infection vectors are distributed throughout the internet and mass media by an unknown source. Furthermore, despite Foundation intervention, SCP-2078-1's name has occasionally appeared on the ballots of some voting districts.
Addendum-2078A: On ██/██/20██, MTF Alpha-3 operatives intercepted a video file containing SCP-2078 infection vectors intended to be distributed via the internet. Notably, the advertisement seemed to include the first recorded instance of direct communication from SCP-2078-1. A transcript is provided below.

Retrieved Document Log 2078-23
Camera pans over a sequence of still images of farmland and domesticated animals. Soft piano music plays in background. The sequence of images ends with a shot of an apple tree, with white picket fence in foreground and house in background. A man, wearing a suit with a blue tie, enters from the right into the shot. His face is digitally obscured, making it impossible to determine identity. He is using a toothpick, which he quickly discards. The man is presumed to be or represent SCP-2078-1.
SCP-2078-1: I'm very lucky to be here today, and those of you who've given me support should all feel very proud of yourselves for working so hard to make this possible. I want to share with you some of my beliefs.
SCP-2078-1 is shown giving a speech to an audience, which stands and applauds. SCP-2078-1's voice continues to narrate.
SCP-2078-1: I believe in people power. I believe that together, Americans can accomplish amazing things. I decided to run for President because I had faith that America could make the right choice.
Children are shown feeding chickens.
SCP-2078-1: I'm all about moving back towards America's roots. You see, other politicians don't like to acknowledge America's fundamentals. We need those fundamentals to turn ourselves away from the path of asceticism.
SCP-2078-1 is shown helping to deliver a baby. SCP-2078-1's voice is partially obscured by the mother's vocalizations.
SCP-2078-1: I firmly believe that America can make the right choice to reclaim our potential from the forces that have gripped this country for the past six thousand years.
Same shot of chickens as before is displayed. Children have disappeared. One chicken has scraps of cloth stuck in its claws. SCP-2078-1 then re-enters screen.
SCP-2078-1: I want you to imagine an America where you can always hear a beating heart to reassure you that we are alive and that blood yet flows through these soft, soapy limbs. The Declaration of Independence says that we are given an inalienable right to the pursuit of happiness, but America, we are miserable. To think, to feel, to act, to be free—to be human—is to be miserable. The alternative is obvious. Think about what it would be like to strip off your clothes and feel your innards grow thick and heavy while incense wafts upwards from your loins and coils itself in your nose. Think about what it means to want nothing and know nothing. Imagine a world where we are all stuffed tight in a cramped, dim, sour-smelling place. Throughout the entire packed mass you'd feel the warmth and sweat and skin and soft fat of every other American. You'd hear their cries echo from wall to wall. And the world would know the dark, pulsating heart of this country.
Screen fades to black. The words "[REDACTED] 20██" appear on the screen. Fine print at the bottom of the screen reads, "I can smell the fat burning off your bones."
SCP-2078-1: God, wouldn't it be beautiful?

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Item #: SCP-2079
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: Where feasible, Foundation personnel are to monitor the laws, code of conduct, canon law, charter, or employee agreements of all nations and organizations listed in Document 2079-1 for signs of SCP-2079 influence. No group may be monitored by one of its own members.
Minor incidences of SCP-2079 may usually be addressed simply by alerting the relevant authorities to the presence of instances of SCP-2079-A. If this proves insufficient, additional efforts to strike SCP-2079 must be approved by the External Operations Board.
In cases where SCP-2079 has progressed to the point where SCP-2079-B begins to manifest, Mobile Task Force Pi-4 will analyze the legal aberrations caused by this occurrence of SCP-2079 to discover and effect a means of dispersing SCP-2079-B. If no vulnerability presents itself, it may be necessary to wait for the ratification of further instances of SCP-2079-A before acting.
To prevent a theoretical manifestation of SCP-2079 affecting the Foundation, an independent agency called the Select Committee for Prudence has been established to monitor the Foundation charter for legal anomalies.
Description: SCP-2079 refers to a phenomenon where an authority will begin to enact laws regarding a being referred to as the Grokodus.
SCP-2079-A is the set of laws drawn on during incidences of SCP-2079. Though these laws are in a 10th century dialect of Old English and do not conform to modern legal standards, nothing unusual about this is observed by members of the affected organization. Persons involved in the passage of an SCP-2079-A instance show thorough understanding of that instance, but they demonstrate no additional comprehension of similar Old English writings.
Instances of SCP-2079-A are enacted at an increasing rate, which varies greatly between manifestations. To date, 282 instances of SCP-2079-A have been observed, drawn apparently at random from a total pool that statistical inference suggests contains between 350 and 375 laws. For a sampling of these, please see Addendum 2079-14. If few instances of SCP-2079-A are currently in effect, the SCP-2079 event may be ended by notifying the affected organization of the existence of aberrations in their legal code.
When approximately fifty laws from SCP-2079-A have been ratified, SCP-2079-B will begin to manifest, typically remaining within twenty kilometers of the seat of the affected organization. SCP-2079-B is a large quadrupedal creature covered in stiff black hairs. It has a long snout containing powerful jaws, and does not possess visible eyes. It is surrounded by 29 animate, levitating hands, which appear human and seem to have been severed at the wrist. These protect and manipulate objects for SCP-2079-B, and are believed to be under its direct control.
SCP-2079-B can only be interacted with as specified by those instances of SCP-2079-A currently in force, indicating that it is the Grokodus. In other circumstances, SCP-2079-B is intangible and unaffected by all obstacles. When in accordance to SCP-2079-A, SCP-2079-B has demonstrated several other anomalous capabilities, including mass hypnosis, extreme strength, and production of large quantities of wine.
Certain laws in SCP-2079-A specify punishments should the Grokodus fail to abide by them, the worst of which appears to be dispersal, which immediately ends the SCP-2079 manifestation. Though SCP-2079-B shows signs of sapience, it has never communicated, and all its actions seem to be to ensure it remains in accordance with SCP-2079-A. From when SCP-2079-B appears to when it is dispersed, authorities will become very resistant to repealing SCP-2079-A. It is unknown what would happen if SCP-2079-A were ratified in full.
Addendum 2079-14: The following is a representative sample of the laws in SCP-2079-A, along with a brief analysis of their effects. The text of the laws has been translated from Old English.

SCP-2079-A-1
Reference name — Humility
Text — As the Grokodus stands in defiance of the will of Heaven, it can not set foot on Holy Ground or speak the name of the Father. That it may know its degradation, the Grokodus will make alms to each of the righteous Poor that it should meet, for they are as greater than the Grokodus in the eyes of God as the Grokodus is to the righteous Poor in the eyes of Man.
Effects — As SCP-2079-B does not talk and has never been sighted in a church regardless of whether 2079-Humility is in effect, it is unclear what effect the first portion of the law has. After SCP-2079-B manifested, it was observed to on several occasions give gold coins to beggars it encountered in Canberra.
Notes — This is the first instance of SCP-2079-A to be recorded, having been passed by the Commonwealth Government of Australia in 1960, although the Foundation did not become aware of it until the first manifestation of SCP-2079-B in 1961.
SCP-2079-A-53
Reference name — Sustenance
Text — For we are greater and more magnanimous than the Grokodus, we allow it the luxury of food which it has denied of so many. The Grokodus may consume its food in its own way, but that it does not strip the hills and glens of smiling Men, if it should devour more than ten of the Children of Adam between one midnight and the next, it shall be dispersed unto the Earth. The same shall it suffer if it dares to harm one of Ours.
Effects — Whenever 2079-Sustenance is in effect, SCP-2079-B will use its hands to catch, flay, and remove the eyes of nearby humans. It then eats the collected skin and eyes. SCP-2079 will carefully observe the limit of ten victims each day, but otherwise shows no pattern in whom it attacks. The meaning of the last clause is unclear. Notably, corpses with similar injuries have been found whenever 2079-Sustenance is in effect, even if too few laws are in effect for SCP-2079-B to manifest.
Notes — During the incidence of SCP-2079 affecting the bylaws of the Boy Scouts of America, 2079-Sustenance's dispersal method was successfully utilized.
SCP-2079-A-65
Reference name — Iron
Text — In remembrance of how the Grokodus would adopt the airs of Man, though no such thing it was, the Grokodus shall dwell in a house of their most dismal Iron. All Iron that God witnesses pass within a scant foot of its filthy hide shall there remain as long as the Grokodus insists on clawing to Life and Earth. Should it seek to forget, let it find so little solace in the Vine as it finds fear at the recollection of Iron.
Effects — Any iron or alloy containing large amounts of iron that comes within about half a meter of SCP-2079-B is strongly attracted to the surface of its body, apparently causing SCP-2079-B moderate distress. This effect does not apply to its hands, which have been observed pulling metal crushed into flat plates away from its body and throwing it outside the attraction zone.
SCP-2079-A-148
Reference name — Penance
Text — That the Grokodus shall not seek more to escape our Edict into the view of Man, let its judgement be remembered by all whose Shadows cross its awful Shadow. Thus shall the Grokodus find chains where it would find form. That the Grokodus shall not try our Judgement in the world of Death, here we speak to those of Ours who would help it to test those bonds — when you fail, your Will and Act shall evermore serve to keep the Grokodus of the Earth.
Effects — No consistently observed effect, though while 2079-Penance is in effect, SCP-2079-B will occasionally bite the hand off of individuals who try to attack it. Though SCP-2079-B will typically then spend some time observing and trying to interact with the severed hand, this appears to serve no purpose.

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SCP-2080: Dads House
I'll bet no one else ever referenced Outkast in an SCP.

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Item #: SCP-2080
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2080 is contained in situ and has been boarded up and declared condemned as cover. Two personnel are to be posted at Observation Point 2080 for monitoring. Any civilians found on SCP-2080's property are to be detained and questioned, with amnestics administered if needed.
Instances of SCP-2080-1 are not to be removed from SCP-2080. Should an activation event occur, all instances of SCP-2080-1 are to be allowed access to SCP-2080, and all instances of SCP-2080-2 are to be impounded at the conclusion of the event. Two instances of each are held in storage at Site-81 for experimentation. No further action is to be taken to free SCP-2080-1A.
Description: SCP-2080 is a two-story house in Inkster, Michigan. It is the focus of a phenomenon involving the reduplication of an individual, Mr. ███████ █. Herschel, Sr. (SCP-2080-1) and a blue 2001 PT Cruiser (SCP-2080-2). Experimentation has verified instances of SCP-2080-1 to be genetically identical, and instances of SCP-2080-2 to exhibit scratches and dents located in precisely the same positions. Instances of SCP-2080-1 cannot communicate, and only repeat thirty-four distinct phrases. (See Document 2080-02a for a full list.) Approximately 96% of the available space within SCP-2080 is filled with instances of SCP-2080-1, including the interiors of closets, cabinets and appliances. Imaging suggests ██% of SCP-2080-1 instances are animate.
Activation events occur whenever one or more instances of SCP-2080-1 is removed from SCP-2080. Within ten minutes, an instance of SCP-2080-2 containing four instances of SCP-2080-1 will approach from the south, progress as far up the driveway as possible, and collide with other SCP-2080-2 if present. Instances of SCP-2080-1 will enter SCP-2080, compacting the mass of SCP-2080-1 further into the interior. The activation event will end when the previous number of instances of SCP-2080-1 is reached. This can result in a higher total number of instances, which will become the limit of future activation events. Since containment, there have been █ activation events, increasing the total number of SCP-2080-1 instances by ██.
SCP-2080-1A is thought to be the original instance of SCP-2080-1, and is the only instance capable of communication. It is located in the master bedroom of SCP-2080, pinned between other SCP-2080-1 with its head visible in the window. SCP-2080-1A has expressed pain during activation events. Rescue attempts have been unsuccessful, and due to enactment of current containment procedures, communication with SCP-2080-1A is no longer possible.
Local police alerted Foundation agents in the Detroit, Michigan area to the existence of SCP-2080 after a report from ███████ Herschel-Jackson, Jr., who is believed to have witnessed the initial series of activation events. Transcript of intake interview follows.

Interviewed: ███████ Herschel-Jackson, Jr.
Interviewer: Agent Arnstadt, Detroit field office
<Begin Log, 13:45>
Arnstadt: Mr. Herschel-Jackson, I'm Agent Arnstadt. I'm here to ask you a few questions.
Jackson: Uh, yeah, all right.
Arnstadt: When was the last time you spoke with your father?
Jackson: This morning, before, you know.
Arnstadt: What happened? Did anything about him seem different?
Jackson: Well, I wasn't really paying attention to that, on account of we got in a fight.
Arnstadt: What did you fight about?
Jackson: I, uh, he didn't like, you know, who I was dating. Cause he's not a chick, you know? Dad said some nasty shit, and I did too. Like, that I didn't want to talk to him ever again. And then I like left, you know?
Arnstadt: What happened after you left? When did you first notice something was wrong?
Jackson: Sorry, okay, sorry, I'm good. I, uh, it was pretty much almost right away the shit got weird, like, I was just kind of stomping around, y'know, not going anywhere really, and then I seen this car coming up the road. Caught my eye cause it looked like dad's car. And then I realize, it is. Same license plate, you know? It goes by, I look in the window, right, and there he is, smiling and waving like what just happened didn't. And then another one came, and another one after that, and they just kept coming. And every single one, the cars, there's my dad, driving and waving out the passenger side and sitting in back all at once, and all smiling like I never said shit to him. They just kept coming.
Arnstadt: It says in the police report that you ran back to the house.
Jackson: Yeah, and all those cars kept following me, just more and more. I get to the driveway, there's like a ton of cars just in a pile. Tried the front door, nothing, it wouldn't budge. And then the back door…
Arnstadt: All right, that's fine, that's enough. Thank you, ████.
Jackson: Do you, do you think it's my fault?
Arnstadt: I don't, we're not sure why this is happening. I doubt it's your fault, really. Don't worry, you'll be taken to your family and we'll see what we can do to help your dad.
Jackson: Thank you, Ms. Agent. It's just, I really wish I could take it all back, you know? What I said.
Arnstadt: I'll see what we can do.
<End Log, 14:04>
Closing Statement: After a standard quarantine period, ███████ Herschel-Jackson, Jr. was amnesticized and released to the custody of his grandparents with a cover story of a gas leak causing the death of ███████ Herschel, Sr. Ashes were provided to the family for dispersion in accordance with ███████ Jackson, Sr.'s will. No further contact with the family of SCP-2080-1A is required.

Excerpts from Document 2080-02a

See supplemental files for full transcript

Look, I'm sorry, don't cry, there's another game next month, and we can go then, I promise.

Hey, all right, look at those grades! Didn't I say it'd be worth it?

Just do this one thing for me, give me this one night out, and we can go wherever you want this weekend.

[Singing] I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh! I'm for real, yeah! I never meant to make your daughter cry, I apologized a trillion times! [Laughter]

I'm sorry. You're still my son, and I still love you, and that's all that matters.

See supplemental files for full transcript

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Item #: SCP-2081
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2081 are to be kept in a standard Safe-class locker, with each instance held securely closed by two strong elastic bands to prevent accidental exposure. Duplication of SCP-2081's contents does not reproduce the anomalous effects, and as such any copies created are not subject to special containment procedures. Copies created for research or other purposes are not to be taken off-site.
Description: SCP-2081 are multiple identical copies of an 82-page hardback volume entitled 'Making Your Dreams Your Reality: Lucidity for Beginners', purporting to be an informal guide to lucid dreaming. The author is cited as Dr. ███████ █████████, a supposed expert in circadian neuroscience; however, investigations have thus far failed to trace anyone of this name and description and it is believed to be a pseudonym. SCP-2081's title is apparently derived from a quotation referenced in the book's introduction, headed 'Why Lucidity?': 'If [the dreamer] has these lucid dreams often, they can even have an effect on his confidence, mood and general well-being in the waking world – lucid dreaming is truly a way to make his dreams become his reality.' The origin of the quotation is not stated.
The contents of SCP-2081 range from simple instructions for achieving lucidity to a section titled 'Prophecies and Alternate Worlds', which discusses differing views of dreams across history and cultures. The tone is predominantly light-hearted, although this is inconsistent throughout the volume. A combination of British and American English terms and spellings are used throughout, apparently arbitrarily, with terms such as 'metastasise' and 'vaporize' appearing within the same paragraph. The possibility that SCP-2081 may have multiple authors has not been ruled out.
Subjects who had been exposed to SCP-2081's contents were assessed by Foundation staff, and those deemed suitable for further study were transferred to isolated rooms in the site's psychiatric wing on ██/██/20██. All describe experiencing vivid auditory and sometimes visual phenomena during sleeping periods, and have been shown via video footage and EEG tracings to be waking fully for anywhere from ██ seconds to ██ minutes each night. Despite the purported nature of SCP-2081, phenomena experienced by the subjects are therefore being classed as waking hallucinations rather than genuine lucid dreaming events. The relation (if any) between these phenomena and real world events is as yet indeterminate and is the subject of ongoing analysis.
All subjects report both total paralysis (with the exception of eye movement) and feelings of extreme terror for the duration of each incident. Once subjects' panic has subsided, usually █ to ██ minutes after hallucinatory effects cease, they return to a normal sleeping state. On awakening subjects are able to recall auditory hallucinations with abnormal accuracy, quoting spoken passages for up to ██ minutes without hesitation. This recall shows no sign of fading over time.
Further investigation has revealed that all subjects believe themselves to be waking in near-total darkness, even when video monitoring clearly shows that the room is fully lit by sunlight or electric bulbs throughout the sleep period. Subjects' pupils have additionally been shown to be dilated in a manner consistent with adaptation to darkness, even under bright lighting. During incidents, researchers remained present in the observation chamber and attempted to communicate with subjects, but no response was made to visual, auditory or tactile stimuli. Once fully awakened, subjects were apparently unaware that researchers had been present at all during the incident. Testing of subjects' sensory perceptions during waking hours produced normal results.
███████ from the start of the observation period, sedatives were administered to all subjects to alleviate their growing distress in the hours before sleep and their resulting uncooperative behaviour; however, no known sedatives were found to prevent waking or hallucinations. Administration of amnestics was successful in removing subjects' knowledge of contact with SCP-2081, but had no effect on waking incidents.
At the present time it should be assumed that SCP-2081's effects are permanent, that subjects do not become accustomed to them over time, and that no countermeasures exist.
Recovery Log: Between ██/██/20██ and ██/██/20██, instances of SCP-2081 appeared in libraries, bookshops, community centres and one church in ████████, ██. How and why items were distributed to these locations remains unclear. The Foundation was alerted to the existence of SCP-2081 following a sharp increase in the number of patients in the area presenting with sleep-related issues. ███ copies have thus far been secured by the Foundation; however, the total number of existing copies is currently unknown, and there is no record of the existence (current or past) of █████████ ██████, the publishing house named in the items' edition pages.

Note added ██/██/20██: Following an increase in subjects' paranoia and aggressive behaviour towards researchers, in-person interviews have been suspended until further notice. Written records are instead to be collected from subjects, including all events and approximate timings, and entered by researchers into the log.

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Subject ID: ██
Visual events: Small green light flashing at regular intervals throughout the incident, apparently emanating from an unidentified ceiling-mounted electronic device
Auditory events (including approximate timings):
00:00:00: (Electronic warning sirens begin sounding)
00:00:15: (Sirens continue. Robotic but distinctly female voice begins repeating the words 'Light Colour: Green. Light Colour: Yellow. Light Colour: Red.')
00:01:00: (All sounds cease abruptly)

Note added ██/██/20██: On ██/██/20██ one subject was taken for an emergency ████████ and was reported by the surgeon to have opened her eyes for approximately ██ seconds during the course of the operation. After this point the normal effect of the anaesthetic was immediately re-established. Upon normal awakening, the subject reported having experienced no pain and indeed having been unaware that the operation was taking place at all.

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Subject ID: ██
Visual events: None
Auditory events (including approximate timings):
00:00:00: (Subject wakes gradually, initially believing herself to be hearing a radio alarm)
00:00:10: […] due to an accident involving multiple vehicles. That's it for the travel, here's Karen Scott with the weather. (Radio jingle plays)
00:00:20: Thank you John. As you can see we're looking at clear blue skies this morning, in fact we're expecting one of the brightest mornings on record, with temperatures at unprecedented highs in the south-east. After the flash there's a strong chance of black rain across much of the coast this afternoon, with visibility severely impaired in places, but don't be alarmed as this effect will almost certainly be temporary. All citizens are instructed to remain indoors away from windows, and if possible away from external walls. More clouds will start to appear in the east later, with most of the region (Speech begins to crack, then breaks up into static)

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00:17:30: charred stumps that are no longer even bodies, that once held close and called lovers. Surface deformities all that remain to suggest an arm thrown up in defence, twisted limbs in flight. Two hundred milligrams, Naphthol Red. Alpha and Omega consumed by white light of Hell with the atomized body and blood. The faceless moon shines down on the eyes of the blind. There will come a number to end all numbers. Zero milligrams, black. Behind will be nothing but barren sky.

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Visual events: Undetermined (see note)
(Note: On full awakening, audio was recognised by the subject as an excerpt from page 63 of SCP-2081, headed 'Warnings'. Subject reported being unsure as to whether he had experienced visual hallucinations, stating only that he had seen 'shapes that looked like people in the dark'.)
Auditory events (including approximate timings):
00:00:00: If at any time during a lucid dream you find yourself in a state of apparent paralysis, it is critical that you abide by the following instructions:
00:00:10: Do not close your eyes, and try to blink as little as possible. Make no attempt to speak or to make any other sound.
00:00:20: If someone is sleeping beside you, do not under any circumstances try to wake them, even if their identity is known to you.
00:00:30: Do not look directly at uncovered glass, such as mirrors or windows, or into any electronic light sources.
00:00:40: If possible avoid looking at all timekeeping devices, in particular digital clock faces.
00:00:45: (Silence)
00:00:55: If you hear sounds that appear to originate within the room, do not acknowledge them in any way. This includes whispering, movement, or sounds produced by electronic devices.
00:01:10: If you sense the presence of an unknown entity within the room, do not attempt to locate it. Remain as still and quiet as possible, breathing slowly. If you see any humanoid figure in your vicinity, do not look directly at it: look away if possible, and under no circumstances allow it to make eye contact.
00:01:30: If any visible humanoid entity moves towards or touches you, ensure that you do not look directly at its face. Remain calm and do not acknowledge its presence.
00:01:40: (Silence)
00:02:00: (Message repeats)

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Item #: SCP-2083
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: The warehouse containing SCP-2083 has been designated as a secure zone, with a Foundation research station permanently stationed outside of it. All access to SCP-2083 is restricted, and any personnel surviving exposure to SCP-2083 will be severely reprimanded. Once per month, a used sneaker is to be thrown into SCP-2083, and the results recorded by on-site personnel.
Description: SCP-2083 is a small warehouse located in Hoboken, New Jersey, USA. It appears to have originally been used to store furniture, and the reason for the anomaly inhabiting it is currently unknown.
Approximately 2,000 human legs emerge from various points on the walls of SCP-2083. They vary in their apparent age and appearance, but all are biologically male legs, barefoot, with significant amounts of hair. ~2% of legs within SCP-2083 appear to have ingrown toenails, but other than this there are no significant health details apparent on any SCP-2083 leg.
The legs within SCP-2083 are normally docile, unless a human subject wearing footwear comes into it. If this occurs, any legs near the subject will immediately attempt to draw them into SCP-2083, followed by every leg within range vigorously kicking the subject. It is possible to escape attacks by SCP-2083, as legs do not display any abnormal strength and have difficulty grasping subjects with their toes. If the subject expires, the legs will manipulate their footwear until it is being worn by one foot.
Following this, the feet will appear to retreat into the walls of SCP-2083, although no corresponding leg will appear on the opposite side. The foot will orient sideways, and remain suspended there until the shoe is removed, at which point the leg will return to its former state. Other than this, SCP-2083 legs will display behaviors such as practicing kicks, kicking one another, and carefully rubbing their foot against the wall, in an apparent attempt to groom themselves.
In addition, several times per week, local franchise locations for local shoe businesses will receive job applications for "models" with an address listed as SCP-2083. Included in the application will be photographs of an SCP-2083 instance, with shoes on. If no instance of SCP-2083 is wearing shoes, the manager of the location will receive frequent text messages, including:

SO SORRY SWEET SOLES SIXTEEN TIMES WE HAVE FAILED YOU PLEASE CALL BACK

MISS U

WE CAN BE BETTER WE ARE BEST MODELS PLEASE RETURN APPLICATION VERY HUNGRY FEED FAMILY LIVE BETTER

JUST DO IT

Addendum: On 9/18/20██, an SMS text message was sent to Site Director DeLeon from a number known to be connected to SCP-2083. It contained a blurry picture of a warehouse similar to SCP-2083, only containing pairs of spherical, fleshy protrusions instead of legs.
Message transcript:

THESE MAY BE YOURS / OR MAYBE WE KICK THEM

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This is where Anabasis stuff starts.
Eat more of my SCPs. Eat them all.
Also please eat some of these

Anabasis Hub Probably the greatest story involving a pair of redheaded siblings whose infighting causes the end of the world
Manna Charitable Foundation 2000 The sequel to the above, collaborationed with Dr Reach
The Stuff Industry What happens when everyone around you at work is a complete idiot and so are you, but not only does no one get fired, but you actually turn a profit? I don't know, some stuff.
When MCF and Stuff happen A fun story of incompetence

2/2084 LEVEL 2/2084
CLASSIFIED

Item #: SCP-2084
Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2084 is to be entirely covered by a rubber tent and marked as containing hazardous biological material within. All personnel entering SCP-2084 must undergo decontamination procedures before exiting. Entry is off-limits to all personnel without level 3 approval and equipped with a Level C hazmat suit.
Description: SCP-2084 is a middle school located in █████, FL in the neighborhood of ████ ██████. The interior contains a pathogen capable of inducing auditory and visual hallucinations lasting between 1 - 60 seconds. Testing has shown the pathogen has been neutralized by an unknown antibody present within the school, indicating that the hallucinations are contingent upon SCP-2084 itself. Content of these hallucinations have been consistent between individuals, and logs of hallucinogenic incidents are filed below.
Prior to ██/██/199█, the school building had been occupied, before sustaining significant damage in Hurricane ██████. The school had been condemned and remained abandoned until ██/██/200█. Demolition was slated for that date when SCP-2084 appeared on site the night before, leaving no trace of the pre-existing structure behind.
SCP-2084 appeared recently abandoned, with electrical services still functioning upon reconnection. The layout is described as similar to that of ████ ██ ███ Middle School, which had previously occupied the lot ██ years before its demolition and subsequent replacement with another school building. Apart from an anachronistic style of architecture1, the building itself is unremarkable.
Files relating to SCP-2084:

Note: For the purpose of cross-referencing, none of the agents listened to or read transcripts of one another's logs until all four logs were on file. Audio logs from agents on-site were inconsistent with one another and the possibility of mind-altering effects was acknowledged, but the agents disagreed on what elements of their report reflected these effects.

Agent Cortez's Report

Close Log

Date: 3/23/06 Time: 11:37
Stepped in and the first thing that hit me was the smell. Smells like a morgue. Everything mostly intact and clean. Certainly looks like [REDACTED] Middle, but missing some things, like elevators and fire alarms. Front desk has an old computer on it, has "Slow, love" typed on screen. Wait, strike that. Computer disappeared. Room's changed; there's books and papers strewn about on the floors. Calling in a potential cognitohazard.
Date 3/23/06 Time: 14:02
Tested positive for a hallucinogen. Doctor said it wears off on its own, but could be neutralized on the spot. Decontaminated and I check out fine, ready to head back in. Not really like acid at all.
Front desk how I left it, no computer, papers strewn about. Checking in on classrooms.
Room 108. Looks—nope. Changed. Soon as you blink, things change. Keep that in mind for future exploration. Probably should have a video camera to see if it's just me or an actual illusion. Was about to say, it looks new and unused, then it changed; papers everywhere, desks overturned, lots of mold on the ceiling. Welcome to [REDACTED], Florida.
Room 110. There's kids in here. One of them saw me and he's coming out. Hey, what're you doing? [No other sound is heard] I'm a hall monitor… Go on, back to your test. He's gone. Classroom's gone now. Kid said they were about to start a test. Room looked normal when I peeked in, but now it's got medical equipment everywhere. Maybe testing for head lice.
Rooms are clear. Heading upstairs. One of the doors had a sign on it, but someone tore it in half. Looks like someone dropped a big bottle of something here, there's glass and dried liquid, sticky-looking. Smells rotten. Checking out the rooms now.
Rooms are all clear up here. Stairwell… Stairwell I came up on was collapsed. No idea how I got up here. Stairwell on other end of the hall is intact, though. Most likely from there.
Computer on front desk again. Still says "Slow, love" on it. Not touching it, but was tempted to put in "Sure thing, babe".
Signing out.

Agent Piper's Report

Close Log

Date: 3/24/06 Time: 08:01
Nothing unusual, looks like an old school. I'm kind of on edge, just waiting for some kind of boogin' to burst out and yell "Surprise, asshole!" Never had hallucinations before. Checking out one of the books… looks like a math book. Problems are all done, writing's in English.
Heading down the halls now. Looking in room 129. The ceiling collapsed in it. A bunch of desks and chairs came tumbling down. Doesn't look like the room was occupied, so there's that.
Right across from me—OH God! [Nervous laughter] I guess that's one of the things… Just saw someone in the doorway across from me, then they were gone in the blink of an eye. Checking out that room… odd. There's a bunch of cots here with IV stands next to them, like a medical room. I don't think IVs are typical in a middle school nurse's office.
Looking down the hall, there's a bunch of lockers on the far wall. Hallway turns at a sharp angle to the next hallway. Dark and silent. I'm okay, though. [Groan and whimpering is heard, followed by a squeak in footsteps] Please don't let that be real… Oh God… there's a pile of bodies here. Children. Some adults. Stacked in a pile, some of them naked. It's not going away. Oh my God, it's not going away.
Left to catch my breath… oh please, for fuck's sake, it's still here. It's not going away. I can't… I can't… [Heavy breathing, followed by the sound of vomiting]. It won't… it's still there. It smells…

Agent Saisset's Report

Close Log

Date 4/2/06 Time: 06:54
I am at the front desk. Nothing unusual so far, except there is a computer powered on. It says, "Breathe in, strap on, enjoy yourself [REDACTED]" Oh it knows my first name, how charming.
All the rooms here are empty, or filled with garbage. Hall turns sharply left to another, bigger hallway. Nothing here, but it's certainly bright. Is the electricity still working— Oh, it's a hallucination, I see! Children are coming down the hall towards me. One of them tripped and fell, ouch. Mm… he's not getting up. I don't think he tripped. Merde, he's gone. As soon as I took a step towards him. The light's gone as well.
Room 115. Looks to be a computer lab. There are children in here, all ignoring me. I cannot hear any of them but it looks as though many are talking. One of the computers near me has the words "Feeling fine" typed in large letters on it. Strange room for vaccinations to take place.
Out in the hallway, it is light again. The same scene plays out; children running, the one falling. I see now he indeed did not trip but was struck from behind, maybe hit with a rock or a bullet. This hallway smells like a used restroom and there is mildew all over the walls.
[Agent Saisset yelps and stammers something incoherent. No other sound is heard beyond her breathing.] Turned the corner and saw someone standing in front of me. He is dressed like a doctor, and telling me I'm not supposed to be here, it's a quarantine zone. I don't know if this thing will pick up his voice, I— [pause]. Yes? No, no, I am on my phone. A cell phone. You know—argh. He is gone. This is tiresome.
At front desk. Still smells like a restroom. The computer is gone, but there is a stack of books on the chair behind the desk. Was that always here? They're all textbooks, nothing unusual.
Signing out.

Agent Reekers' Report

Close Log

Date 4/8/06 Time: 18:15
Heading down the hall. Front area smelled like shit, even through the suit, but given all the mold and other crap all over the walls, that's nothing unusual.
Room 129. Ceiling's collapsed. Debris from second floor's cluttered everywhere. No signs of life in here.
Room 127. Same here. There's some kind of mold creeping out from under an overturned desk. At least I hope that's mold. Smells more like… no wait. Damn, I lost it.
Room 125. Something was burning in here. Burning recently, I'd say. It's still kind of smoky. Can't pop my suit to check it out, though.
Thought I heard someone behind me, but there was nothing there. Heading to the back.
Ohhhhhh shit. There's a big pile of dead bodies back here. Looks fresh… Oh fuck! It's gone. The whole place cleared out. My suit must've breached, I'm not supposed to be seeing this shit.
Date 4/9/06 Time: 09:00
We'll try this again… new suit, higher level. Checking out the rooms again.
Room 128. Medical cots, IV stands beside each. Not seeing anything else in here.
Back hall's empty. Heading upstairs.
Stairwell was collapsed, had to use the one across the hall. Big stain on the floor as soon as you step out. Looks like a big glass bottle of something thick and viscous was dropped here. Still moist.
Oh shit. There's a bunch of boys ahead, walking into a room. My suit's breached again, somehow, I'm seeing them again. Heading back down.
Someone's at the front desk, on a computer. Fuck, they saw me. They're coming up… They just disappeared. He said "Sure thing, babe", then disappeared. Computer stayed behind. Looking at the screen, it says… "Are you alive?" [Sound of typing] Just responded, "No". And… computer just disappeared. Well fine, be like that.
Having trouble opening the door… Door's jammed. Nice try, ghosties, but we have crowbars. Signing out.

Addendum D-4: A report was filed by Agent Piper on behalf of an "Agent Locke", which all other agents reported as being familiar to them at the time. Foundation records do not indicate an "Agent Locke" matching the description given stationed on-site at any time. Contents of unknown agent's log are available to personnel with level 3 security access and above. Transcript is logged at end of file.

LEVEL 3 ACCESS REQUIRED

''Agent Locke's'' Log

Date 4/9/06 Time: 00:01
[Recording begins with background commotion, voices talking and shouting.]
Status report. Situation has deteriorated significantly, as expected. Subjects aren't responding to vaccines. Best case scenario, asphyxiation within 2-3 minutes. Worst case… I don't know how to convey the horror. They keep moving. Twitching, jerking, some even standing upright for a moment, before collapsing in a heap. We have to burn them; they don't stop until they're ash. If you saw their corpses, you saw mercy.
Symptoms consistent with what we've been seeing in east Asia. Internal hemorrhaging, vomiting, diarrhea, lack of sweating leading to hyperthermia. A new symptom's showing in the newer cases; the itching. It's not enough to just scratch your ass and be done with it; it's persistent, and it burns. Some of the kids strip naked, unable to bear even the slightest touch, and start scratching until they bleed. Then they scratch some more.
Medical logs… Dante couldn't imagine anything this hellish. First you see their names, starting with the refugees. Name, age, sex, symptoms, prescription, prognosis… the survivors are checked off in blue. You can go a dozen pages without ever seeing blue. The handwriting changes. Newcomer doesn't bother mincing words: "Female, 31, death. Male, 13, death."
I could almost respect the inhumanity of an enemy willing to target civilians with a bio-weapon like this. When we learned the insurgents fumbled this badly… it's not even pitiable. People like that… they're too low to be animals, too stupid to be monsters, and too far gone to learn better.
No. This isn't gonna work. Yesterday it was just booms and cracks of gunfire. Today you can differentiate between their shouts and ours. They'll overrun us by nightfall. Probably too late for these people, but we have to start evacuating now if we're going to salvage anything from this. If we're lucky, Anabasis will fire before the enemy overruns the place. If not, we'll have the advantage while they're trying to figure out what the fuck happened. Maybe they'll stir up enough of a shitstorm on the other side that we won't even have to deal with them.
I hope this works. God save our race.
Signing out.

Addendum D-5: A fifth expedition into SCP-2084 was scheduled, but was delayed due to concerns regarding the hallucinogens within the building. Shortly thereafter, the fifth expedition was undertaken. No anomalous hallucinations took place, though an intact computer hard drive was recovered. Materials found on the drive are logged below.
2084-1: E-mail correspondences
2084-2: Undated IM correspondences
DATA EXPUNGED

Footnotes
1. Design elements that have not been adapted to incorporate air conditioning units

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Item #: SCP-2085
Object Class: Multiple

Anomalous Organization
Anomalous Human (Modified)
Uncategorized Anomaly

Containment Class: Active
Hazard Standard Containment Policies:

6x one-person residential module (wireless signal jammers installed)
Amenity restriction (electronics)
Dietary restriction: liquid diet (SCP-2085-B, see Document 2085-B-MED.)
Dietary restriction: vegetarian (SCP-2085-A-1 and SCP-2085-A-3)
Bi-weekly psychological review (Dr. Singh, Dr. Summers)
Once-monthly group phone call, supervised.

Special Containment Procedures: No attempts to isolate or remove SCP-2085-1 are authorized until SCP-2085-B's containment implants can be effectively replicated. In the case of SCP-2085-1 overcoming SCP-2085-B's containment implants, SCP-2085-B and SCP-2085-1 are to be terminated immediately.
SCP-2085-A specimens are to be sedated and restrained before removal from containment chambers or in any situation requiring entry to the containment chamber.
In the event of successful removal and containment of SCP-2085-1, [DATA EXPUNGED]
Description:
SCP-2085 is a militant anarchist organization consisting of six cybernetically-enchanced individuals (A-1 through A-5 and B) operating under the name Kuroi Usagi Shidan (“Black Rabbit Company”).
SCP-2085 has been linked, through what member testimony can be verified, to numerous criminal and terrorist incidents occurring between 20██ and 20██ throughout east Asia, southeastern Asia, Australia and Oceania, and western North America. SCP-2085's base of operations, if extant, is unknown, as are its connections to any other groups. The recovered assets of the group consist solely of equipment held upon recovery. The existence of other assets is presumed, but such caches have not been found.
Verified operations include smuggling, theft, assault, vandalism, kidnapping, extortion, property damage, possession of fissile materials, corporate sabotage, embezzlement, identity theft, fraud, copyright infringement, piracy, possession of narcotics with intent to sell, possession transport and sale of anomalous items, and tax evasion.
The targets of these operations are primarily organized crime, hate groups or groups otherwise classified as Of Interest; strikes against governmental, military or police targets, while enthusiastically supported by the members of SCP-2085, appear to be much less opportunistic than their standard activities. SCP-2085's operations are typically organized to minimize the chance of civilian casualties and to maximize material and morale damage to their target.
All offers made by the Foundation regarding cooperative agreements have been unilaterally rejected by all members of SCP-2085. Three of six explicitly stated death was preferable to working alongside the Foundation.
SCP-2085-A
SCP-2085-A subjects are five adult female augmented humans, designated SCP-2085-A-1 through SCP-2085-A-5. Subjects are genetic chimeras, each with an estimated 6-10 different gene donors. Subjects are fluent in Japanese, Mandarin Chinese, Cantonese, Korean, Russian, and English, with additional languages varying by individual. All subjects display behaviors typical of autism spectrum disorder. Subjects display an array of genetic and cybernetic enhancements, including:

Cosmetic genetic splices of Felis catus physiology, including ears, tails, and hair coloration. Tails are prehensile and capable of holding small objects.
Grip pads on hands and feet.
Retractable fingertip blades.
Ocular implants with thermal vision, heads-up display, and recording functionality.
Carbon-nanoweave muscle fiber augmentation and reinforced endoskeleton
Brain-computer interface with internal hard drive
Wireless communication suite with local tactical network
Drug glands providing pain dampening, heightened sensory awareness, and altered pheromones.

These implants are uniform in design and show minimal signs of modification after installation. Some cosmetic alterations have been made more recently. See Document SCP-2085-A-EXP for further information.
SCP-2085-B
SCP-2085-B is an adult male human bearing the following cybernetic and genetic enhancements:

Adaptation of the gastrointestinal tract for a liquid diet. Esophageal input port and waste output port are integrated into the suit.
Modifications to regulate sweat, reduce abrasion damage from extended suit usage, and aid in skin regeneration.
Removal of genitalia.
Replacement of 11 missing digits on hands and feet.
Internal drug pump, typically used for painkillers.
Containment implants for SCP-2085-1.

See Document 2085-B-EXP for extended information on all known enhancements.
These modifications were accrued over a period of several years (the oldest stated to be installed in 20██ and the most recent dating to three weeks before containment) from multiple sources (none of which have yet been disclosed), and are of significantly lower quality than those used by SCP-2085-A. Many parts of the SCP-2085-1 containment implants have been replaced or modified.
SCP-2085-B is in generally poor health, suffering from vitamin D deficiency (now lessened due to changes in diet), acute radiation syndrome (symptoms indicate at least three doses of ~2 Gy), and heavy scarring from severe and repeated skin ulceration. SCP-2085-B is fluent in English and limited Japanese and is generally cooperative with staff. SCP-2085-B wears an S1035 ACES1 at all times, generally accompanied by a bathrobe and red felt wizard's hat. SCP-2085-B has been permitted to retain possession of these items to encourage further cooperation.
SCP-2085-1
SCP-2085-1 is a fibrous mass of self-replicating carbon nanomaterials within SCP-2085-B's chest cavity, with growths protruding into the liver, pancreas, gallbladder, spinal cord, and left lung. The growth of the SCP-2085-1 and its consumption of SCP-2085-B's body tissues has been impeded through the addition of various containment implants used to sever communication between growth sections and control nodes and counter the replication process.
SCP-2085-1's rate of replication without the influence of these containment implants is unknown: SCP-2085-1's periods of activity occur, on average, once every three months. The process lasts for up to fifteen minutes and causes SCP-2085-B intense pain. SCP-2085-B has claimed to communicate with SCP-2085-1 during these activity periods, though this claim has not been verified.
Recovery Report
The Foundation initially became aware of SCP-2085 on 08/13/20██, after the execution killings of four members of ███████████████████████████████████████ in [REDACTED] Texas2. Among those killed was Agent ███████, who served as a federal liaison for the Special Personnel Procurement Program. State and federal law-enforcement were deployed, making initial contact with SCP-2085 at 16:47 the following day. Recovery agents were deployed after confirmation of anomaly. Containment confirmed at 0344 on 08/17/20██ in [REDACTED], Wyoming and transported to Site-███ for processing.
At the time of capture, total casualties caused by SCP-2085 numbered [REDACTED].
Timeline of Motions Filed Regarding SCP-2085

08/18/20██: Internal Security Department files a motion with the Board of Project Review requesting immediate termination of the subjects on the grounds of enemy combatant status and that they not qualify for the protections of a contained anomaly, citing precedent in similar combat interactions with members of GOI-███, GOI-███, and GOI-███.
08/25/20██: Motion struck down: incomplete threat assessment of anomaly
08/25/20██: Internal Security Department files motion with Directors' Committee requesting transfer of subjects to ISD custody from Residential Research Department, citing SCP-2085 as active security threat and anti-Foundation ideological hazard.
09/04/20██: Director's Committee fails to reach 2/3 majority. Case dismissed.
09/04/20██: Internal Security Department appeals Committee ruling.
09/12/20██: Dr. ███████ and research team present preliminary observations to Directors' Committee.
09/15/20██: Director's Committee fails to reach 2/3 majority. Case transferred to Overseer Council.
09/22/20██: Overseer Council votes 7-6 in favor of Dr. ███████. Authority over SCP-2085 to remain with Residential Research Department.
09/23/20██: Internal Security Department appeals Overseer Council ruling (pending)

Interview Logs

SCP-2085-A-1
SCP-2085-A-2
SCP-2085-A-3
SCP-2085-A-4
SCP-2085-A-5
SCP-2085-B

DOB:
Unknown

POB:
Unknown

DOC:
08/17/20██

Height:
200 cm

Weight:
83 kg

Hair:
Calico

Eyes:
Green

Other Notes:
Sleeve tattoo on right arm, prominent facial scar.

Entry Interview

Researcher ██████: <Good morning. My name is ██████, I'll be running your interview today. Please state your name for the record.>
[Subject sits down at interview table.]
SCP-2085-A-1: I speak English.
Researcher ██████: Ah. Of course. Please state your name.
SCP-2085-A-1: Major Motoko Kusanagi3, representing the Black Rabbit Company.
Researcher ██████: And you are the commander of this organization, correct?
SCP-2085-A-1: Until someone else is elected to the position, yes.
Researcher ██████: Noted. Now, If you would give me an overview of your organization, please – goals, history of activity, and so on.
SCP-2085-A-1: [Pause. Subject looks confused for a moment before laughing]
Researcher ██████: What's funny?
SCP-2085-A-1: We killed at least a dozen of your people and led you on a four-state car chase, and you're tossing me softball questions over coffee and donuts. You're not the US government.
Researcher ██████: Wait, hold on – did you receive an orientation packet? It would have been a dark grey folder with a logo and “New Resident Orientation” printed on the front.
SCP-2085-A-1: I have not. You've given me three sets of clothing and a toiletry kit.
Researcher ██████: I'm terribly sorry, that should have been included with your things.4 I represent a non-governmental research organization that deals with unusual circumstances such as yourself. I'll make sure you get a packet as soon as we're done here, just rest assured that you and your associates are safe.
SCP-2085-A-1: In the loving bosom of the men in black.
Researcher ██████: It's not as bad as you think, I promise.
SCP-2085-A-1: A prison is no less a prison for the softness of its bedsheets.
Researcher ██████: Mm. We're getting off topic, I think. You were about to tell me about the aim of your organization?
SCP-2085-A-1: Escape. Until then, direct action towards the destruction of fascism and the dismantling of the capitalist and colonial structures that support it. Everything else is commentary.
[Pause]
You could let us go, you know.
Researcher ██████: I'm afraid that's not an option right now.
SCP-2085-A-1: There's a door right there, all you need to do is unlock it. We'll see ourselves out.
Researcher ██████: I'm sorry, but-
SCP-2085-A-1: But they'll shoot you for it, won't they?
Researcher ██████: [Silence]
SCP-2085-A-1: I thought so.
Researcher ██████: Is there anything else you'd like to say?
SCP-2085-A-1: [Pause]
This isn't our home; we were just born here. The open road still softly calls ‘Second star to the right, straight on till morning'.
<End log>

DOB:
Unknown

POB:
Unknown

DOC:
08/17/20██

Height:
209 cm

Weight:
124 kg

Hair:
Black/white bicolor

Eyes:
Green

Other Notes:
Generally positive in interactions with Foundation personnel and willing to answer questions. Accuracy of statements is questionable, it is unknown if this is deliberate misinformation. Has removed sleeves from all provided uniforms.

Entry Interview

Researcher ██████: Good morning. My name is ██████, I'll be running your entry interview. Let's start with your name.
SCP-2085-A-2: Milly Thompson. Wait! Shit! Used that one last time. Noi! Call me Noi.
Researcher ██████: Ah. Well, thank you miss, uh, Noi. Now, before we get started with the official questions, my associates wanted me to ask why you call yourselves the Black Rabbit Company. They were expecting black cat.
SCP-2085-A-2: Well there's a rabbit on the moon, not a cat.5 And there was already a Black Cat Company out there when we were coming up with the name. Some French art burglars or something.
Researcher ██████: I see.
SCP-2085-A-2: You're not the first person to ask, don't worry. I wanted to call it the Cheesecake Gunshow Brigade and that got shot down.
Researcher ██████: Shame, I like that one. On to the real questions: What's your position within the Black Rabbit Company?
SCP-2085-A-2: [Flexes arm, smiles] I use my absolute god damn enormity to beat the shit out of fascists.
Researcher ██████: Thoroughly effective, no doubt. Can you tell me anything about the Black Rabbit Company's activities prior to your stay here?
SCP-2085-A-2: Well you already know about the car chase…Have you talked to the Major yet?
Researcher ██████: We have. She didn't give us much in the way of specifics.
SCP-2085-A-2: Hm, okay, so…we do a little bit of everything, I guess. Assassinations, heists, security, deliveries, birthday parties…
Researcher ██████: Birthday parties?
SCP-2085-A-2: It was great! Minnie-Mae went as the magician and she somehow managed to get Asuka and Rei6 into clown suits as her assistants, I have no idea how she pulled that off. Anyway, they had just cut the cake when the skinheads showed up and the gunfight started…
Researcher ██████: This was a child's birthday party, correct? Am I understanding this correctly?
SCP-2085-A-2: Yeah! The kids fucking loved it.
Researcher ██████: [Long pause] I don't know how to respond to that.
SCP-2085-A-2: [Laughs] You'll get used to it. I can keep going if you'd like – got nothing but time to kill.
Researcher ██████: Sure.
SCP-2085-A-2: Okay so, there was the time we were up in Kamchatka and breaking into this old Soviet bunker, right? Place hadn't been opened up in over thirty years and was overrun by psychics and they're just sitting on some A-grade enriched plutonium. Wizard managed to talk them into a deal and get us on the inside. The black lotus dust we were selling them was all fake, of course, but they figured it out before we could get out and so everyone starts blasting…
[SCP-2085-A-2 continues in this manner for three hours and fifty-three minutes. Events described were, in order: Raid on a sealed Soviet-era bunker with presumed GRU-P connections, breakup of a sex trafficking ring in Shanghai, a spate of antipolice harassment incidents under the guise of a San Francisco pizza delivery service, a raid on a white supremacist militia in Oregon, the bombing of multiple crypto-currency farms, ransomware attacks against Silicon valley tech startups, and the declaration of SCP-2085-A-4 as Queen of Thailand.]
<End log>

DOB:
Unknown

POB:
Unknown

DOC:
08/17/20██

Height:
185 cm

Weight:
79 kg

Hair:
Brown mackerel tabby

Eyes:
Yellow

Other Notes:
Currently shows signs of depression due to extended isolation. Potentially willing to divulge sensitive information out of concern for fellow group members.

Entry interview

Researcher ██████: Good afternoon. My name is ██████, I'll be doing your entry interview. Please state your name for the record.
SCP-2085-A-3: Aisha Clan-Clan.
Researcher ██████: And your position within the Company?
SCP-2085-A-3: Field medic, translator, support crew.
Researcher ██████:What can you tell me about your friend Wizard's condition?
SCP-2085-A-3: Oh, that…Wizard always says he doesn't want to make us worry about him. But we know what to do in case he has an episode.
Researcher ██████: And what do you do when that happens?
SCP-2085-A-3: We get him his toolkit, and if we need to do anything else he tells us then. Most of the time he can do it himself, but sometimes he needs more help than we can do in the field. When that happens, we have to contact some extra help.
Researcher ██████: Can you tell me anything about these people?
SCP-2085-A-3: Uh, no. Not really. They keep to themselves.
Researcher ██████: All right. If you could tell me anything else about his condition, please.
SCP-2085-A-3: Wizard says Red talks to him, whispers all this horrible stuff to him when it's growing. That it's just going to eat away with him until there's nothing left, and that that's what going to happen to everyone eventually… it makes sense, for a cancer. I haven't heard it.
Researcher ██████: Can you tell me anything about Wizard's history? What he did before joining the Company?
SCP-2085-A-3: Not really. He mentioned a while ago that he had a family, but he never brought it up again. They probably think he's dead or that he ran off or something. He doesn't really have anything left from back then, so we're his family now. A man doesn't toss his old life away if there was something worth keeping hold of.
<End log>

Written statement by SCP-2085-A-3, ██/██/20██:

Kill us already.
If you want our eyes and bones and the computers in our brains? Take it all, I don't care. It doesn't matter. But get it over with already. Kill us or let us go, and I don't care if we're thrown out blind and crippled because at least then we're free of you.
You give us three meals a day and a bed and a few books, and you pretend like it justifies locking us in here like animals in cages or dolls on a shelf. You learned how to be polite, how to dress up in labcoats and say please and thank you and pretend like you have souls.
Who do you think you're fooling? We know who you are, you and your kin. You're all the fucking same, no matter if you say its for state or god or self-interest. You just like hurting people. You'll build an empire on corpses and call it a garden.
After all we've done, all we've been able to survive, we're right back in the place we escaped. Just pretty women in boxes.
We were going to get to space. We were going to build the ship, and we'd go all the way up past the sky and look down at the world, and we would have won. We would have fucking won. We would be alive. And we could show everyone that it's okay, that they can be free too, that they can be alive. We'd help them. And now… nothing.
You've won, okay? You've fucking won.
I just want to see my sisters again.

Incident 2085-A-3-2: ██/██/20██ - SCP-2085-A-3 reports self-harm and suicidal ideation to Dr. Singh during psychological review. Crisis plan implemented. SCP-2085-A-3 enrolled in art therapy course at recommendation of Dr. Singh.
Incident 2085-A-3-3: ██/██/20██ - SCP-2085-A-3 makes emergency phone call to SCP-2085-A-2 (as per crisis plan), lasting one hour and nine minutes. Follow-up phone calls have continued according to crisis plan schedule.

DOB:
Unknown

POB:
Unknown

DOC:
08/17/20██

Height:
203 cm

Weight:
76 kg

Hair:
Red longhair

Eyes:
Orange

Other Notes:
Extremely hostile. Has refused to cooperate in any way. Confirmed by other members as cyberwarfare specialist

Entry Interview

Researcher ██████: Please state your name for the record.
SCP-2085-A-4: [Raises middle finger of right hand] Get on your knees and suck it.
Researcher ██████: I understand your frustration, but cooperation will benefit you in the long run. Please state your name.
SCP-2085-A-4: [Raises middle finger of other hand] I said, get my goddamn dick in your goddamn mouth and suck it, you inbred bootlicker.
Researcher ██████: If you require some extra time to calm yourself then -
SCP-2085-A-4: [Interrupting] Let me use smaller words. You [Points at Researcher ██████] go [Mimes walking two fingers across the opposite palm] fuck [Makes ‘arm of honor' gesture] your mother [Makes wide circular gesture] in the ass. [Stands up, turns, points to rear]
Researcher ██████: I will give you one more chance. Your cooperation will determine the privileges you'll receive in the future. State your name.
[Short pause. SCP-2085-A-4 seems to contemplate the offer]
SCP-2085-A-4: Dio Brando.
Researcher ██████: I suppose that will do. Now, Ms. Dio-
[SCP-2085-A-4 punches observation divider, creating a large crack in the pane. Subject smiles.]
[SCP-2085-A-4 draws back fist, flexes fingers. Punches divider again, causing more cracks. Subject laughs.]
[Researcher ██████ activates lockdown procedures. Protective shutter is lowered, aerosol sedatives are pumped into containment unit. SCP-2085-A-4 continues punching barrier, as Researcher ██████ exits interview room.
SCP-2085-A-4: [Muffled screaming]
SCP-2085-A-4: CUNT!

Incident 2085-A-4-11: ██/██/20██ - SCP-2085-A-4 claimed willingness to provide video logs of the group's former operations in exchange for the lifting of sanctions placed upon the subject. The offer was accepted: however, due to SCP-2085-A-4's behavioral history, the provided file was accessed in an isolated network by D-class personnel in the case of viral, memetic, or cognitohazardous agents.
The provided video file, titled backup.avi, consisted of a two-hour long video of a feces-filled toilet, presumably recorded from SCP-2085-A-4's point of view, accompanied by an audio loop of the folk song “Korobeiniki”, as performed by the Red Army Choir. The contained audio-visual cognitohazard induced anaphylaxis and exudative diarrhea in the observing D-Class subject. D-Class subject died four minutes after initial access of the file from blood loss and oxygen deprivation. File was disposed of without incident.
Sanctions placed upon SCP-2085-A-4 have remained in place.

DOB:
Unknown

POB:
Unknown

DOC:
08/17/20██

Height:
194 cm

Weight:
80 kg

Hair:
Silver-blue

Eyes:
Blue

Other Notes:
While not hostile, subject has refused to cooperate or provide information. Nose is deformed from numerous breaks.

Entry Interview

Researcher ██████: Please state your name for the record.
SCP-2085-A-5: Molly Millions.
Researcher ██████: All right. What's your role within the Company?
SCP-2085-A-5: I put holes in heads using very fast bits of lead from a great distance.
Researcher ██████: Can you tell me about the Company's prior activities?
SCP-2085-A-5: No.
Researcher ██████: Can you tell me about Wizard?
SCP-2085-A-5: No.
Researcher ██████: Can you tell me about Red?
SCP-2085-A-5: No.
Researcher ██████: Are you willing to answer any questions at all?
SCP-2085-A-5: No.
Researcher ██████: Dare I ask why you agreed to an interview?
SCP-2085-A-5: I'm bored. Wasting your time is fun.
[Researcher ██████ ends interview without further comment.]

Incident 2085-A-5-1: ██/██/20██ – The following note was given to staff by SCP-2085-A-5. It is the first communication between SCP-2085-A-5 and staff since the entry interview. The note was as follows:

I take a hammer and I break my legs, I break ‘em for the better.

Incident 2085-A-5-2: ██/██/20██ - Upon receiving breakfast, SCP-2085-A-5 sat down and proceeded to sing “Happy Birthday” before eating. Of note is the use of “us” for the recipient.
Incident 2085-A-5-3: ██/██/20██ – At 0433, SCP-2085-A-5 stared directly into Camera 4, without blinking, for three minutes ten seconds before saying “I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes. Or should I?”
Incident 2085-A-5-4: ██/██/20██ – At 2030, SCP-2085-A-5 began playing music through implanted speakers, loud enough to be heard outside the containment chamber. This continued for the next eighteen hours. SCP-2085-A-5 slept through the entire incident.

DOB:
Unknown

POB:
Unknown

DOC:
08/17/20██

Height:
169 cm

Weight:
68kg

Hair:
None

Eyes:
Brown

Other Notes:
Cooperative with staff. Nationality cannot be confirmed. Age cannot be confirmed.

<Log begins>
Researcher ██████: Excuse me, my name is Researcher ██████. Could I ask you a few questions?
SCP-2085-B: Mm? Oh. Yeah. Sure. Hold on a tic.
[SCP-2085-B puts on bathrobe and wizard hat, moves chair to interview window, and sits down]
SCP-2085-B: There we go. Ask away.
Researcher ██████: All right. First, we were wondering if you'd be able to tell us about your history: your name, where you're from, basic information like that.
SCP-2085-B: Uh… I'm a space wizard, I come from space.
Researcher ██████: That's not particularly helpful, sir.
SCP-2085-B: [shrugs] Call me Major Tom, if you'd like. It really isn't important. I'm just a guy with a hat. If Joe Everyman and John Doe were a gay couple, I would be the nameless neighbor.
Researcher ██████: I see. With that out of the way, we were wondering if you could tell us about your associates. How you met, how the Company formed, and so on.
SCP-2085-B: Interesting story there. I was running around trying to fix this shit, [taps chest] scraping by with implants from some pretty shady characters. One of them turned out to do custom jobs for corporate execs who wanted some muscle or rich perverts who wanted sex toys. I was at the clinic to get some new parts, and when I'm going through the installation process BOOM! Big explosion and those five come barging out guns blazing. I start booking it with my chest half open, because what else do you do? And then there's a lot of scrambling around trying not to get shot by the guy's business partners, and I sorta just end up trailing along as they flee the scene. Then we steal a boat and high-tail it out of Japan.
And then everything falls together. The Company, me. We're out there on the ocean, stargazing and stuffing ourselves with instant ramen and cheap beer and for the first time in ages any of us are somewhere we want to be.
[Pause]
You better be treating them well.
Researcher ██████: We're doing everything we can.
SCP-2085-B: Good.
Researcher ██████: Could you explain to us the entity currently living inside you?
SCP-2085-B: Ah. Red. There's a lot to unpack.
Researcher ██████: We have time.
SCP-2085-B: Red is…I don't know. A von-neumann probe? Some kind of god-thing cast down out of the heavens? I don't know. It was inside a meteor and I was the first person on the scene. It was, or will be, immensely powerful. Kardashev scale powerful. I'm afraid that this is mostly speculation. I'm working off what I get when its dreams drift into mine, or when it gets active enough to try and talk directly.
Researcher ██████: You can communicate with it?
SCP-2085-B: No. It's one way, for now, at least. I don't think it can hear me. It just rants, mashes everything together.
Researcher ██████: And what does it say to you?
SCP-2085-B: Not so much words as just the…feeling of it all. A lot of it I can't understand, but… all right:
It's a cancer. It grows, and grows, it eats and grows and gets more complex until whatever it's living in starts breaking down – but it will outlive its host. It'll keep going; more food, more complex food. It dreams of a universe that's been forced into a final orderly shape where it can devour all it is possible to consume and so glutted on the universe floats down a perfect river of entropy until there is nothing left, forever. It can do nothing but leech and wait for the end.
But it's locked in a race against that same river for who gets to eat more of the pie, and it's being stonewalled.
It hates us. Humanity. We're uneaten food going to waste and we are so close and it can't get to us. Our existence is an affront, a mar on its perfect universe.
It hates me most of all, I think. I keep on going, and every second I stay alive and Red stays suppressed, that's energy down the drain that it can't ever get back. I think it might be afraid that it might lose. I don't think it's ever met resistance before.
It tries to bargain with me, I think. It's not good at it – it just alternates between threatening more pain or offering some sort of perpetuation of consciousness. I don't think it cares which I choose, just that I break.
I read a story once, where there was a little red egg that can give you exactly what you want the most. And the cost is what you love best. That's Red. Waiting, right in here [taps chest] for me to take that deal.
It's called my bluff, and I intend to prove it wrong.
Researcher ██████: Mmmm. One last question: why the costume?
SCP-2085-B: This? Just a symbol. A super-hero thing. Easier to believe in than a person, most of the time. Symbols are simple, people are messy. People can let you down. The world makes it difficult for people to believe in people, so we make do with symbols.
Researcher ██████: And what do you want people to believe in?
SCP-2085-B: What people could be. What they can do. That it doesn't have to end like this. That we can make something better. Be something better. That we can keep going after we get the shit kicked out of us.
That's easy to say. You take a look outside and we're all insane; just a bunch of evil, angry apes murdering each other on a little ball of dirt spinning pointlessly through nothing, doomed to a brief hiccup of existence before we extinguish ourselves. And in our brief glimmer of awareness, with all the beauty of the cosmos arrayed before us, we chose to build a meatgrinder out of our broken dreams and locked ourselves inside, content to sit in our box and sit there staring at the walls, floating down the river of entropy until we die.

That's what we're fighting against.
[Lengthy pause]
I've had six months to live for over five years now, and I don't want to meet curtain call with nothing to show for it. Every day I wake up is borrowed time that I can't pay back, and eventually it's going to just cut to black and if it's not today then it might as well be tomorrow.
They're setting the world on fire, out there. Gunning down kids in the street, stuffing folks with nowhere to go behind fences like they're cattle. Figuring out new ways to own the ideas in your head while the topsoil blows away and the groundwater dries up. I can't save the world on my own but I have to do something.
[Pause]
I'm fucking terrified, you know? Scared of dying, scared of living to see the future. But…it's easier with them around.
[Pause]
I want to watch the sun rise from orbit. Me and the girls, watching the sun come up. Then I can die. I can die a free man and maybe folks will say I was a good man, and the girls will launch my body into the sun. Send me back to stardust.
[Pause]
Yeah. That'll be a good way to go.
[Pause]
In that moment, I will be lifted away from this wretched place and be free at last, and my soul will rejoice with all the brightness of the heavens.
Second star to the right. Straight on till morning. You know how it goes.
<End log>

Footnotes
1. Advanced Crew Escape Suit
2. All four individuals were shot in the head before being hung from the sign of an abandoned gas station along Route ███. A sign was affixed to each around the neck proclaiming “FASCIST SLAVER RAPIST”.
3. All names provided by SCP-2085-A subjects have been aliases drawn from fiction. Each member has a consistent pool of ~15 names.
4. No members of SCP-2085 were presented with orientation packets at intake due to clerical error. This was rectified prior to the subsequent entry interviews.
5. Association of the dark patches on the Moon with the shape of a rabbit is a common motif in Chinese, Japanese, and Korean folklore.
6. Later interviews confirm these nicknames refer to A-3, A-4, and A-5.

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Item #: SCP-2086
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: News reports in all major towns and cities are to be monitored for missing persons that had recently or regularly used public transport. Agents are to be dispatched to high-threat regions on a semi-regular basis.
All recently discovered SCP-2086 colonies are to be condemned and demolished with chemical explosives. Standard media suppression tactics are to be applied during this entire procedure.
As of this writing, five specimens of SCP-2086 are in Foundation custody. All specimens are stored in what had previously been an aircraft hanger. Because of their short lifespans and high reproduction rates, the number of SCP-2086 instances in Foundation custody shifts regularly.
Terminated specimens formerly in Foundation custody are to be moved to a specialized cold storage container at Site-██ for study.
Description: SCP-2086 is a species of arthropod that resembles various makes, models, and brandings of public transport vehicles, typically buses. Mature SCP-2086 instances weigh approximately 17000kg, although this number can vary greatly. Juveniles typically weigh less than 200kg.
A newborn specimen of SCP-2086 can be expected to grow to full size within one week. On average, SCP-2086 specimens live twelve to fifteen days, with females producing up to twenty offspring after reaching reproduction age at approximately eight days.
Mature instances of SCP-2086 do not feed, instead living off of nutrients consumed as juveniles. However, only mature instances of SCP-2086 display foraging behaviors.
When foraging, SCP-2086 are almost indistinguishable from standard automobiles, although closer examinations reveal the steel, wood, plastic, and glass to be a specialized form of chitin. Vital organs such as the heart, brain, and stomach are stored beneath the flooring of SCP-2086's inner chamber.
A human corpse, preserved in a shellac-like substance, typically serves as the decoy driver of wild SCP-2086 instances. Fibrous appendages protrude into the corpse. SCP-2086 instances use these fibers to manipulate the corpse, providing a more life-like appearance.
SCP-2086 instances can unravel their ‘roofs' into wings that are capable of lifting the entire organism in flight, which is their standard method of locomotion when not foraging. In addition, the ‘wheels' can unravel into long, grey or black legs while the headlights appear to serve as bioluminescent optical organs.
The appendages of SCP-2086 instances are abnormally apt at fine manipulation when compared to other species of arthropod. Specimens have been observed building crude shelters with the materials located at their nesting grounds.
SCP-2086 typically nest in abandoned junk and scrap yards. Juvenile instances in the wild have been observed removing bus stop signposts and relocating them, typically in a route that leads back to the local colony. Accidental civilian observation of SCP-2086 instances engaging in this activity is minimized due to the significantly smaller size of juvenile specimens.
The mature instances of SCP-2086 will drive along the route laid by the juveniles, picking up human passengers. Once a significant number of humans board an instance of SCP-2086, the organism will release a substance similar to chloroform to incapacitate its prey.
Upon returning to the colony, juvenile SCP-2086 instances will enter the mature instance's internal chamber. Each passenger is then forcefully removed from the mature instance by a juvenile.
The juvenile SCP-2086 instance will proceed to force the human through a sphincter located under their hood, linking to where the steering wheel and driver's seat is typically located in mature specimens. Once consumed, hair-like appendages attached to the driver's seat will pierce the trapped human's body. These appendages serve as feeding tubes, draining blood from the prey.
Once the prey has been drained of blood, the feeding tubes will begin to secrete a saline solution into the corpse. The internal compartment will then begin to fill with a shellac-like substance, preserving the corpse.

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