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[2021 Wikidot Theme]
Created by Oboebandgeek99
Based on Swirling Ashes Theme created by Croquembouche.
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Day 1: Marine - "Molly on the Shore"
POWER ON
Connecting to SCiPnet
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!ERROR: Could not connect!
Trying again
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!ERROR: Could not connect!
Trying again
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> cancel
Query not recognized. Type “help” for list of commands.
> abort
Connection canceled
Use in offline mode?
> y
!WARNING!
Changes made in offline mode are subject to investigation by RAISA, the Ethics Committee, and the O5 Council. Any changes found to be out of line with the Foundation’s research methods, ethos, or mission statement are subject to review. Content created in offline mode found to be inappropriate will result in IMMEDIATE TERMINATION.
Are you sure you wish to continue?
> y
Offline mode initiated.
Offline mode features inactive until identification process is complete
> IDENTIFY Molly-S-324 Wond3ring@sIWan3r
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Does the black moon howl?
> Only in a wyrm’s shadow
!INCORRECT!
> Only in a wyvern’s shadow
!INCORRECT!
> Only in the shadow of a wyvern
IDENTIFIED for Molly Śląski
Welcome to SCiP Comp Offline Mode
What would you like to do?
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> Edit existing document
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> 3
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> 3. Edit existing document
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> help
To cancel an operation, type “abort”
To identify yourself, type “IDENTIFY [Logon-ID] [Password]
To answer Yes/No questions, type “y” for YES and “n” for NO
To choose from a numbered list, type “ch [number]”
To see more commands, type “more”
> ch 3
Which document would you like to edit?
1. SCP-5825
2. Report for Dr. Hargreeves
3. Experiment results for test 5867-A
> ch 1
Opening document
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Item #: SCP-5825
Object Class: Decommissioned
Special Containment Procedures: As normalcy has been completely redefined by occurrences documented in earlier iterations of this article, the need to protect it has faded away. There is no need for SCP-5825 anymore.
Description: SCP-5825 is the SCP Foundation. Well, not really. But for all intents and purposes, it is.
I started this document years ago. Decades ago, maybe even centuries. It might've even been when we were still around. I was very much in denial about what I was, what had happened, all of it. I was trying to find the solution to it. But I'm not sure the solution exists. Even if it does, it doesn't really matter. This document was an event, and a phenomenon, myself for a time I think. I'm not even sure what it was originally anymore.
It no longer makes sense to document this. The more I think about it, the more I wonder if it ever truly made sense. Most of what I wrote happened after, and I think I was just trying to keep some sense of normalcy. But I don't need that anymore.
The Foundation is gone. It's been gone for a very long time. We had a good run, didn’t we? We did good work, we saved lives, helped people, kept the peace. But we don't need to do that anymore. Honestly, there's not really even a "we" anymore. There are others out there who remember, I'm sure of it, but they don't uphold these values anymore. And frankly, neither do I. I haven't for a long time.
I honestly don't know why I came back. Nostalgia, I guess. Back to the place where it all started. The new world. The new understanding of myself. The shift. I guess I wanted to see the ocean as that big, mysterious beast I once knew it as, feel the sea mist on my face, and remember what I was like before. I miss who I was before. But I'm happy for who I am now. I hear the waves crashing on the shore even as I type this, old yet new. And I am at peace. I want to revisit the woman I was before, knowing what I know now, and see the world as she used to see it, just for a moment. Remember how far I've come.
And when I'm done, I'm going to sit on the shore and rest. I'm tired of tragedy. I just want to watch the waves go in and out.
> Save
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> 4
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> ch 4
Opening log 4...
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Offline mode initiated.
> IDENTIFY Molly-S-324 Wond3ring@sIWan3r
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Does the black moon howl?
> Only in the shadow of a wyvern
IDENTIFIED for Molly Śląski
Welcome to SCiP Comp Offline Mode
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> ch 3
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1. SCP-5825
2. Report for Dr. Hargreeves
3. Experiment results for test 5867-A
> ch 1
Opening document
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Item #: SCP-5825
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5825 is in self-containment. Until such a time as SCP-5825 can understand and control her associated anomaly, she is to limit contact with other individuals. SCP-5825 is to avoid singing at all costs.
Description: SCP-5825 is a humanoid creature identified as Molly Śląski. SCP-5825 appears as a baseline human most of the time, but can randomly turn into a half-bird half-human hybrid. SCP-5825 has no control over this.
When in this hybrid form, SCP-5825's vocalizations consist primarily of singing. Other individuals seem drawn to this singing, though neither SCP-5825 or any potential listeners recall the subject matter of the song once it is over.
The strength of these anomalous effects appears to be multiplied around water. When around or in water, the switch between humanoid form and hybrid form occurs much more frequently, and her singing is described as being much more compelling. Additionally, SCP-5825 is able to traverse long distances that she cannot seem to traverse over land in any form, and able to hold her breath underwater for much longer than expected.
SCP-5825 appears younger than most baseline humans and has had a longer lifespan, being well over 100 years old while not appearing any older than her late 30s. It is currently hypothesized that SCP-5825 is conditionally immortal, though the precise conditions that allow for this are unclear. See Addendum 5825-C.
Research into SCP-5825 is ongoing.
Addendum 5825-A: So I turned myself into an SCP. I don't know why. It's all I know how to do. Maybe writing about it will make it make sense, because saying "I'm a siren" out loud sounds crazy. But I'm not quite sure what this is. This doesn't line up with anything any other shifter has told me, and Valentina has assured me shifters can't accidentally transfer their shifter qualities to another, so that theory's out the window.
I'm supposed to be able to control it, but right now I can't. I just switch at random, inconvenient times. Maybe if I test myself I'll figure out what's going on.
I don't know how long this has been going on. But the more I think about it, the more it makes sense. It would explain why I'm still here, why I can't remember.
Addendum 5825-B: Audio log of SCP-5825's song
Foreword: Researcher Śląski decided that having a log of SCP-5825's song would be valuable. Śląski contracted the help of an acquaintance, "Valentina" to help her obtain an audio recording. Valentina was restrained so she could not follow SCP-5825 and was given a tape recorder to start recording as soon as SCP-5825 entered hybrid form.
<Begin Log>
Valentina: —happening. I've hit the record button just like you've asked. And I've double checked that I can't escape these restraints. I can't even wiggle enough to shift.
SCP-5825 groans as the transformation finishes.
Valentina: …So, what, I just wait for you to start singing "Part of Your World" or something?
SCP-5825 begins singing. Words will be logged when relevant, but the singing remains constant through the recording. The tune is currently unidentified, but seemed to conform to the form of an Irish reel.
SCP-5825: Valentina
Valentina: …Y- Yes?
SCP-5825: I can help you.
Valentina: How?
SCP-5825: You desire him. I can help you get him.
Valentina struggles against the restraints.
Valentina: How?!
SCP-5825: He will love you.
Valentina: Tell me how!
SCP-5825: Just as he did before.
Valentina: Before…
SCP-5825: And he will want for nothing but to scavenge with you. Forever.
There is a shuffling sound as Valentina falls over.
SCP-5825: He is here with me. I can take you to him.
Valentina: Nihtro!
SCP-5825: Yes, he's here. You just have to follow me.
Valentina: But he… he left me.
SCP-5825: He wants you—
Valentina: He said he'd never come back… (she groans) Molly…
SCP-5825: Gone for good…?
At this point in the log, SCP-5825 groans as she reverts back to human form. There is several seconds of silence.
SCP-5825: What… Valentina! Are you okay? Do you remember?
Valentina: …No. It's as you said. I just feel… sad.
SCP-5825: I'm so sorry.
Valentina: Hey, at least we got the recording.
<End Log>
Closing statements: The recording showed no anomalous properties and transcription occurred without incident. Valentina declined to comment on what was said on the recording.
Addendum 5825-C: I turned into a siren today. On command. And I turned back. The siren form is harder to control, but I still have control over my thoughts, and I can change back if I focus.
It was Valentina who helped me in the end. Before she left. She suggested that if I had survived for so long without knowing how, it must be something I have in abundance in my life. Something that makes me less human somehow.
I was thinking of the way things were before, of Dr. Hargreeves, of my old friends, my old life. And I broke down. I thought of how unfair all of it was, and how devastated it made me. But in that moment, I had never felt more powerful. And I shifted.
It took me way too long to figure out. It's tragedy. Tragedy sustains me. I have to observe it or cause it. I don't like causing it. But it makes me stronger. Tragedy gives way to transformation, too. By focusing on tragedy I can change forms. Looking back, I know it's true. I've always felt strongest after tragedy. I've encountered much tragedy in my travels; for a while you couldn't go anywhere without encountering it.
It makes sense. If I am a siren, the sirens lured sailors to tragedy. I'd say this was playing fast and loose with the mythology, but nothing makes sense in this world anymore, so this makes just about as much sense as anything else.
My relationship with the sea is paradoxical. Even before it all, I loved it. I requested to work here at Site-32 because of how close it was to the sea. You can here the waves from the facility. It's calming. And now more than ever, I feel more at home at sea. But it does not sustain me. There are few who travel the seas. And I would not wish to harm them. So I have to leave. Maybe the tragedy that is my life will sustain me for a while.
What a wretched existence, a life I must fill with tragedy to survive.
> Save
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End log.
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> ch 3
Opening log 3...
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Offline mode initiated.
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> IDENTIFY Molly-S-324 Wond3ring@sIWan3r
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Does the black moon howl?
> Only in the shadow of a wyvern
IDENTIFIED for Molly Śląski
Welcome to SCiP Comp Offline Mode
What would you like to do?
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> ch 3
Which document would you like to edit?
1. SCP-5825
2. Report for Dr. Hargreeves
3. Experiment results for test 5867-A
> ch 1
Opening document
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Item #: SCP-5825
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5825 instances are to be interviewed and observed. Though many are cooperative, containment at this time is unfeasible, and as a result research into SCP-5825 instances and the phenomena that create them is to be prioritized.
Description: SCP-5825 is a class of humanoids that can transform and take on animal characteristics. These individuals are commonly known as "shifters" in this post-calamity world. Most shifters retain their human memories while in animal form, but otherwise behave like the animal they've transformed into. SCP-5825 individuals must keep up with care and maintenance of all forms, human and otherwise, in order to survive.
It's believed that most SCP-5825 instances came before the calamity and survived it by shifting forms. However, none can recall the exact circumstances of the calamity.
Addendum 5825-A: Interview with an SCP-5825 instance
Foreword: Researcher Śląski convinced an SCP-5825 instance (hereafter SCP-5825-V) to answer a few questions for an interview in order to find out the nature of SCP-5825.
<Begin Log>
Śląski: Thank you for agreeing to answer my questions.
SCP-5825-V: I mean, sure. It's completely pointless, I hope you know, but I'll try and tell you what I can.
Śląski: Right. Well, first things first, how long have you been a shifter?
SCP-5825-V: I mean, my whole life. I was born to two powerful shifters, and it seems as though their powers multiplied. Not to say I'm the most powerful shifter out there but… I mean, I guess I'm one of the most powerful shifters. But for the purposes of this, you should know that most shifters became shifters in their human lifetime. Arcane magic, or anomalous mishap or… something.
Śląski: You mean to say before—
SCP-5825-V: Yes, before the calamity, as I told you before Molly.
Śląski: Right. So then… are your normal human senses enhanced based on the forms you take?
SCP-5825-V: That would be a no. I act like a bat when in bat form, a mouse when in mouse form, you get the picture. But I can't echolocate as a human, and I can't see human colors as a mouse. The only thing that's retained is my memories and cognition, and even cognition can be a slippery slope.
Śląski: So if memories are retained, then—
SCP-5825-V: I already told you, I don't remember the calamity, just like you, and I can't tell you why I don't remember it, just like you. All I know is when I try to think back to then I get… sad and angry and very uncomfortable. (She sighs.) Look, I know you want to figure this out, but what's the point of doing that? Face it, humans are gone. They didn't survive the calamity. Not a one. Everything "human" that survived was corrupted, somehow. Less than. You've met them, the shifters, the liches, the creatures, the news. Everyone I've talked to agrees. The only way to survive was to not be fully human. That's all we know.
Śląski: Then how am I here?
SCP-5825-V: …That's what I'm wondering.
<End Log>
Closing statements: The interview ended when SCP-5825-V left after this remark, citing boredom as her reason for not continuing.
Addendum 5825-B: During an otherwise routine day, Researcher Śląski suddenly grew wings and other bird-like appendages. The transformation was seemingly reversed roughly 30 minutes later, but presented the possibility that SCP-5825 instances can spread the shifter phenomenon to baseline humans.
> Save
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Changes made in offline mode are subject to investigation by RAISA, the Ethics Committee, and the O5 Council. Any changes found to be out of line with the Foundation’s research methods, ethos, or mission statement are subject to review. Content created in offline mode found to be inappropriate will result in IMMEDIATE TERMINATION.
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> IDENTIFY Molly-S-32 Wond3ring@sIWan3r
!ERROR: Logon-ID and Password do not match!
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IDENTIFIED for Molly Śląski
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Item #: SCP-5825
Object Class: Keter World ending?
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5825 has already happened. I don't know if there's anyone left that could change it.
Description: SCP-5825 is the sudden cessation of life of all human lifeforms. SCP-5825 occurred at
Fuck clinical tone. I was never good at it anyway. Everyone is dead. I thought it might be localized, but I traveled as far as my car could take me yesterday. There is no one. Cell towers and internet seem to be down.
Site-32 is filled with the corpses of my former co-workers. I can't go more than an hour without throwing up. I spend most of my time on the beach. There are corpses there, too, but there are long stretches of land without them. The tide washed many of them away.
I sit on the beach and I close my eyes as if when I open them this will all be a bad dream but it isn't. It's real, it's all too real and it's sickening and it's tragic.
What the hell happened? Why don't I remember it? And why am I still here?
I stayed because there were resources here. Food. Shelter. Water. But it's too much. I'm leaving tomorrow, for a while at least. Searching for survivors.
If by some miracle anybody sees this, please
help. find me. i dont care i just cant be in this alone
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IDENTIFIED for Molly Śląski
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Item #: SCP-5825
Object Class: Safe Neutralized
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5825 is to be kept in a standard containment locker in Site-32. Any individuals under the effects of SCP-5825 are to be administered class A amnestics. Research into SCP-5825 is currently headed by Researcher Molly Śląski.
The remaining pieces of SCP-5825 are to be kept in a standard containment locker in Site-32. Attempts to reconstruct SCP-5825 must be approved by Researcher Śląski, Site Director Hargreeves, and the Ethics Committee.
Description: SCP-5825 is was a vinyl record that contains as of yet unidentified recordings of 20th century wind band pieces, most by the composer Percy Grainger. Analysis of the recordings indicates all tracks on the record are played by the same ensemble.
When an individual hears the contents of SCP-5825 played through a record player, they enter a manic state, attempting to obtain the record at all costs. When coherent, most individuals affected by SCP-5825 express a desire to go to the ocean, often attempting to drown themselves and SCP-5825 in the nearest body of water. This effect usually wears off within an hour after hearing the record.
Research into the exact effects of SCP-5825 is still underway.
Addendum 5825-A: During routine testing of SCP-5825, an unrelated containment breach at Site-32 caused SCP-5825 to shatter. Test subject D-2934 was unharmed, but Researcher Śląski was injured by a flying shard. No grievous harm came to Researcher Śląski, and she will return to work on researching SCP-5825 following a physical examination and debriefing of the containment breach.
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Day 2: Corruption - "Ship to Wreck"
Site-32 has been in decay for a long time. I need a change of scenery. I need to not remember.
The tragedy sustains me, yes. But it hurts. I need to find a way to live and not hurt.
The towns are always unsettling. Some in ruin, some look as though they never changed.
All of them are rotting in some way. It unsettles me. I move on quickly.
I came across a corpse today. The potential wasted, the life lost, the tragedy. I've never felt stronger. It sickens me.
I must be losing it. I saw a shining city in the distance. Must be a mirage.
Someone new arrived today. Her name is Molly. She doesn't talk that much, wouldn't even tell us what kind of being she was so we could accommodate her.
Maybe that's why I find her intriguing.
The shining city is called Haphway. I had nowhere to stay when I arrived, so I stayed with the daughter of the town's leader. Her name is Candela. She seems nice, but I fear I scared her off with my silence.
I'll leave tomorrow. Keep moving onward.
Molly tried to leave this morning. My mother and I convinced her. Mami used her patented kindness guilt: "am I such a poor custodian that I've run you out of town already?"
I hope she stays for longer.
I spent the day with Candela again. She showed me around. In all my travels I'd never seen a place filled with such hope. All the exploring wore me out.
I hope she has time for me again tomorrow.
Molly is gentle. We've been spending nearly every day together since she arrived. She's acclimating to life in Haphway well.
I think she might want to stay.
I've found I enjoy life in Haphway. It exhausts me, but I don't want to leave.
She's opening up more with each day.
Candela and I are getting closer.
Molly's hands always feel cold.
Candela tastes like cherries and vanilla.
With Molly's body pressed against mine, I feel a warmth I haven't felt in a long time.
The city doesn't exhaust me, I'm simply getting weaker. I haven't known tragedy in so long.
Shouldn't that irony be tragedy enough?
Molly seems to be getting sick. She insists she's fine.
She's lying.
I couldn't move today. I won't corrupt this city to sustain myself.
Molly won't tell us how we can help her. I still don't know what she is.
Candela offered to take me to the town's doctor, a skilled lich who uses magic to diagnose problems.
I declined. If I am to perish in Haphway, so be it. I've never been happier.
It hurts to see her suffer. It hurts more that she won't let us help.
I compelled today. I collapsed in the middle of the street and when I woke up I was in my siren form, compelling the town's residents toward me.
As soon as I was able to turn back into a human I did. The town's residents seemed broken.
I ran.
Something happened with Molly today. I wish she had told me. We could've helped her.
I fear she's going to try to take off again.
I've been sitting at the edge of town for hours. I know what I must do, but I can't make myself leave.
It's dark when Candela's mother finds me. I fear she's going to get angry with me, exile me on the spot. Instead she sits and we talk.
Mami and I have been looking for Molly all day. Mami found her first. They don't know I'm listening.
She says I don't have to leave. A kind offer, if a hollow one.
Mami begs Molly to stay. Molly doesn't seem to take it in
Molly finally reveals she's a siren. Strengthened and kept alive by tragedy.
She says there are people in town who could help. But there's no helping this.
Molly refuses help, insists it's impossible.
Until today, I thought sirens in general to be impossible.
She says a bit of tragedy is healthy, keeps us human.
But for me, tragedy is the very thing separating me from humanity. It's why I was kept alive.
Mami tries to explain that the residents of the town would be willing to withstand a little tragedy every now and then to help her, but Molly cuts her off before she can.
Her tragedy makes her feel less than. Inhuman.
She's not going to change her mind.
I go back home.
I want so desperately to be able to stay. But the only thing I want more is to not hurt these kind people who took me in and made me feel alive again.
But it's late. I'm tired. And I want to go home.
It's late when Molly slips in. She thinks I'm sleeping.
She doesn't say anything as she gets in bed next to me and kisses me on the forehead for the last time.
She's gone before I wake up.
And my heart hurts knowing she's alone again.
I can't find a way to live and not hurt. Somebody has to hurt for me to live. And as selfish as it is, I don't want to die.
And I can't hurt Haphway. I can't hurt Candela.
The wasteland is lonely.
A lich tried to steal my things today.
I compelled him.
Day 3: "What Could Possibly Go Wrong?" - Siren Song
A lonely siren on the beach
She pulls you in but stays out of reach
So listen to a siren’s song
What could possibly go wrong?
She had a normal life she loved
Then someone noticed up above
The current pulled her in so strong
What could possibly go wrong?
The world was stranger than she’d known
But she explored it on her own
She rushed in unprepared, headstrong
What could possibly go wrong?
A lone mistake that she forgot
Since then, a human she was not
So listen to this siren’s song
What could possibly go wrong?
She had a life, a job, and friends
But all those reached their bitter ends
The world she had to bid “so long”
What could possibly go wrong?
The world was changing fast and true
She found that she was changing too
And soon she sang the sirens’ song
What could possibly go wrong?
Consumed by sorrow she left home
But sorrow followed as she roamed
She came upon a city strong
What could possibly go wrong?
She made a life and she made friends
She even found true love again
But she grew weak as life went on
What could possibly go wrong?
A breakdown she could not take back
A new life that she couldn’t hack
She left the bustling city’s throng
What could possibly go wrong?
Well life went on, she found release
Her ocean home it gave her peace
So if you hear this, my swan song
What could possibly go wrong?