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SCP-Worf (NSFW) 

**Item#:** SCP-Worf

**Object Class:** Euclid

**Special Containment Procedures:** SCP-Worf is to be fed pellets and orchard hay daily. Every night between 2200 and 0200 it is to be let out into Researcher Davis' bedroom for cuddles.

At no point is SCP-Worf allowed outside of its containment near SCP-Orum and SCP-Rebi.

After Incident SCP-Worf.25, testing is no longer allowed with Flemish Giants[[footnote]]A rabbit breed.[[/footnote]]

**Description:** SCP-Worf is the designation for a house rabbit [[footnote]]Polish dwarf in specific.[[/footnote]] whose anomalous properties manifest when left alone in the presence of ovary possessing rabbits. When left alone near an ovary possessing rabbit, SCP-Worf will teleport outside containment. SCP-Worf's testicles will elongate to a size non-conducive to the body's size and immediately impregnate the ovary possessing rabbit.

**Incident SCP-Worf.25:** On 2020/06/01testing was being performed with SCP-Dax. SCP-Worf and SCP-Dax were left alone in adjacent containment cells. SCP-Dax was able to open their containment cell door. Upon being unable to open SCP-Worf's containment cell door, SCP-Dax began slamming its body against the door.

Its body mass was enough to breech containment. SCP-Worf's testicles elongated and impregnated SCP-Dax. Staff was disciplined over said oversight. Two weeks after the incident, SCP-Dax gave birth to a litter of 25 kits[[footnote]]Including SCP-Orum and SCP-Rebi.[[/footnote]].

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**Item #: SCP-XXXX

**Object Class:** --Safe-- Uncontained

**Special Containment Procedures:** SCP-XXXX is unable to be contained at this time since it's apparent location is unknown. SCP-XXXX-1 is to support parapsychologists at Parapsychology Department at Site-85. In the event that civilians outside of Foundation custody are found to be "psychopomps" are to be detained and interviewed. Uncooperative civilians should be treated with Class-B amnestics.

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**Description:** SCP-XXXX is an extradimensional space whose apparent location is currently unknown. Access to SCP-XXXX is performed via lucid dreaming, shared dreaming, astral projection, and/or death. SCP-XXXX-1 is ___ _______ a 22 year old non-binary person from Orlando, Florida. [sometthing something words about psychopomp as an occupation, something something should it be SCP-XXXX-1 and the person -1?]

[wait is the occupation anomalous??? and -1 is just a PoI?]

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**Item #: SCP-XXXX

**Object Class:** Keter

**Special Containment Procedures:** In the event that civlians outside of Foundation custody are found to have the occupation as "psychopomp" are to be detained and interviewed immediately. SCP-XXXX is unable to be contained at this time since it's apparent location is unknown. SCP-XXXX-1 is to

spending time and energy on the author credits for the theatre scp

because i know having 6 out of 9 characters be non-binary/gender non-conforming and use neopronouns is going to raise hell

so im using sources and references for my argument in their use in the article

i realise that this wont dissuade transphobes from -1'ing but thats not the point

the point is to show that ive done my research and im taking this seriously

re: SCP Tale Draft : Death, Body Horror (2) 

How close was I to the finish line? How close was I?

Don't open your eyes, or you will see the dolphin again.

My arms pounded into the water as I pushed myself further and further and faster and faster. I counted in my head. 20 more seconds. My lungs burned.

How close am I?

I need to take the chance and look. I thought to myself, I need to see how close I am to winning the heat.

Don't open your eyes! a voice said inside my head.

I don't want to hit my head against the wall! How close?

Don-

I opened my eyes. The kaleidoscope of colors from the pool was overwhelming. My heart raced. Amongst the blue mosaics I saw the dreaded dolphin. It was mildew and decayed at the bottom of the pool. My lungs burned with white hot pain.

Above the dolphin floated the body of a rotted, bloated 2 year old girl. Pain ripped through my body. Fear gripped my heart. My leg cramped while I kicked. My body seized and I floundered.

16 years of training left me as I sank towards the bottom of the pool. My vision went dark. I had been in the lead, and I was almost to the finish. My body paralyzed with fear, I couldn't swim to the top. I couldn't keep going.

I heard cacophony from the crowd and as their voices faded I could hear 2 year old me gagging for air as water rushed to meet her lungs.

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SCP Tale Draft : Death, Body Horror 

I held my breath and jumped. My eyes shut tightly as I swam. I didn't allow myself to see the bottom of the pool. I knew that if I did I would drown. It's a hard thing to describe, knowing that if you witness a thing that you'll die. My therapist said that that's how phobias work. I told her that I really would die.

I have a weird relation with water. I can swim in the ocean, I can snorkel, but I can't for the life of me swim in pools with tiling. The competitive swim meets had been at plain concrete pools until the finals. The finals was at proper, legit Olympic styled pools.

Which meant tiling.

Keeping count with my strokes, I turned my head and breathed in the humid air. I continued swimming, counting the seconds until I touched the end of the pool to turn and swim back.

I couldn't open my eyes.
I had to count.

If I opened my eyes and saw the bottom of the pool. I would drown.

My outstretched palm grazed the side of the pool. I turned and kicked off from the wall of the pool. My arm grazed against the boundaries for the lane. Blindly, I adjusted my path. I craved to know what my placement was, did I need to swim faster? I counted the seconds.

I turned my head and took a deep breath of air, and continued swimming. In the darkness of my closed eyes I saw that archaic memory.

I was 2 years old at swimming class and my swimming instructor gave us a break. I waddled back out to the pool. My friend's Memmaw had volunteered her pool for lessons that week. Her pool had an elaborate dolphin mosaic at the bottom. I really wanted to swim down and play with the dolphin. I swam down and imagined myself as a mermaid. The tiling was beautiful. Blues and greens, I stroked the smooth tiles and felt the crevices around the dolphin's eyes.

Heart racing, I turned my head to the side and took another breath, Don't open your eyes. I thought to myself.

My lungs started to burn. I wasn't done swimming with the dolphin yet, and I imagined myself as a mermaid harder hoping I would turn into a mermaid. But the burning didn't stop.

In the blackness behind my eye lids I saw myself drowning again, and again, and again. My chest burned.

My lungs burned more, I tried to kick from the bottom to race to the top. Instead, in my panicked thrashing I hit my head. I floundered. Lungs burning with white hot searing pain, I cried dry tears and cursed the dolphin. My memory faded as I lost conscience. My swim instructor had saved me.

scp theatre is so close to being postable, but the fuckign neopronoun thing is whats hanging me up from getting more crit

i need crit for the cut interviews, if the piece flows better without them or if theres something missing

but i dont want critters to hem and haw and get caught up on the neopronouns, when thats not what i asked for

im ok with hemming and hawing when its posted, im prepared for that, but not when the piece is still cookin

**Item #:** SCP-XXXX

**Object Class:** Euclid

**Special Containment Procedures:** Any found instances of SCP-XXXX by Foundation webcrawlers must be deleted and scrubbed from host servers. Any subjects infected by SCP-XXXX are to be under Foundation surveillance for 24 hours, and a disinformation campaign circulated to dismiss the infected's overuse of the word "cluck".

**Description:** SCP-XXXX is an image of a food truck with text overlaid. Subjects viewing an uncensored image, will succumb to SCP-XXXX's anomalous effects. Every rhyme of a word spoken ending with the suffix "-uck" will be changed to "cluck". [[span class="dblock"]] Once a subject undergoes the effects for 24 hours the subject is unable to be infected a second time. [[/span]]
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**To:** Researcher Davis
**From:** Researcher Królik
**Subject:** New assignment
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Davis,

My team received a new anomaly and the head researcher has asked me to send you the information. Attached to this email are the documents pertaining to your new assignment.

Regards,
Researcher Królik
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**To:** Researcher Królik
**From:** Researcher Davis
**Subject:** Re:New assignment needed
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Joesph, when I woke up this morning and spilled coffee on my shirt, I didn't say "cluck", I said "cluck". I can't even write "cluck".

Your superior will hear about you circulating memetic anomalies without a hazard warning.

-Davis
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**To:** Researcher Królik
**From:** Head Researcher Marie
**Subject:** Memetic Hazards
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Due to complaints made by Researcher Davis I will have to suspend you from work for a month. Memetic hazards aren't to be toyed with, especially the 'harmless' ones.

Head Researcher Marie

P.S. Not to say I didn't enjoy the prank.
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**To:** Researcher Davis
**From:** Researcher Królik
**Subject:** New assignment
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Davis,

My team received a new anomaly and the head researcher has asked me to send you the information. Attached to this email are the documents pertaining to your new assignment.

Regards,
Researcher Królik
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**To:** Researcher Królik
**From:** Researcher Davis
**Subject:** Re:New assignment needed
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Joesph, when I woke up this morning and spilled coffee on my shirt, I didn't say "cluck", I said "cluck". I can't even write "cluck".

Your superior will hear about you circulating memetic anomalies without a hazard warning.

-Davis
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**To:** Researcher Królik
**From:** Head Researcher Marie
**Subject:** Memetic Hazards
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Due to complaints made by Researcher Davis I will have to suspend you from work for a month. Memetic hazards aren't to be toyed with, especially the 'harmless' ones.

Head Researcher Marie

P.S. Not to say I didn't enjoy the prank.
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on mimes 

There is a common misconception about the mime. Their quiet demeanor has led many to assume that these are a quiet clown type. On the contrary they are quite vocal. Mimes can express themselves in multiple fashions: thumping, grunting, hissing, screaming, chirping, honking, grinding/purring, and growling. Mimes thump for attention. Whether they want to bring attention to themselves for vanity or jealousy (if they see another mime getting attention) or they thump to call attention to danger depends on the context of the environment. Otherwise thumping is to call attention. Grunting and growling are both in response to a stressor. To alert or show danger or disgruntlement. Mimes hiss when they are under going an extreme amount of stress. My younger mimes while rearing them and I change out their food dish will hiss at me, and even lunge. They do this out of fear that I'm taking their food away. You will //never// want to hear a mime scream. Mimes scream only when they fear for their life. In the wild a mime will scream when caught by a predator in a last ditch effort to warn the warren that there is a predator nearby. I've heard my fair amount of screaming while rearing mimes. It is bone chilling and resembles a distorted child's scream. Chirping and honking, are usually out of contentment and joy. Honking can //also// mean distress depending on context. Grinding of the teeth, also known as purring, //also// depends on context. If the teeth grinding isn't too noticeably loud, and your mime looks like they are content and chill then the grinding is purring much like the contra-auguste. If the teeth grinding is rather loud and your mime looks like they are stressed, then the teeth grinding indicates that they are in an extreme amount of pain and you should take your mime to the veterinarian as soon as possible.

**Item #:** SCP-XXXX

**Object Class:** Euclid

**Special Containment Procedures:** Any found instances of SCP-XXXX by Foundation webcrawlers must be deleted and scrubbed from host servers. Any subjects infected by SCP-XXXX are to be under Foundation surveillance for 24 hours, and a disinformation campaign circulated to dismiss the infected's overuse of the word "cluck".

**Description:** SCP-XXXX is an image of a food truck with text overlaid. Subjects viewing an uncensored image, will succumb to SCP-XXXX's anomalous effects. Every rhyme of a word spoken ending with the suffix "-uck" will be changed to "cluck". Once a subject undergoes the effects for 24 hours the subject is unable to be infected a second time.

me: *checks out how SCP-5561 is doing*

SCP-5561: +40

me: what WHAT?

SCP-5561: scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-5561 +40

me: omgs HOW?

SCP-5561's discussion thread: I can't believe you took one of the strangest memes in history and used it to create a surprisingly tragic and sympathetic story. Wonderful job*

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an MTF that isnt treated like military men and red shirts?

every character's gender is non-binary?

*rubs hands together*

im ready to piss off an entire subsection of the reader base

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fuck it gonna change the gender of one of my characters to use "fae/faer" pronouns to piss off a specific demographic of SCP wiki readers

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mania.systems

Mania Systems a retro-futurist themed community for independent, underground, and non-traditional artists and creatives who want to share their work, meet each other, and collaborate, all in a safe space. We specifically try to build for the intersections of being queer, being chronically ill or disabled, being neuroatypical, and being mixed-race or brown - because that's who we are.