camppetoskey | Final Investigation

[This investigation thread will begin at 5 pm EST.]

Edited 2018-07-27 21:00 (UTC)

[ Here's Nine, probably looking for something else when he sees the note. ]

Huh? The hell? Did they sneak back to camp?

[ Very important question. ]

...if they did, they musta snuck back out.

[ .... ]

Hey, where did all the zombies go?

[ His shoulders sag at the question. ]

Probably back to Sol, yo. [ A beat. ] Hey, maybe they went through that door, yo.

Well, you never learn nothin' standin' around.

[ gonna go through??

red hair and all, does nine feel betrayed yet ]

[Unfortunately, the Storage Closet is still closed shut. Darn!

However, Archer's room is open...just a little.

Go in?]

[ Let's go check out the counselor's doors and the FORBIDDEN DOOR that they were told not to open I guess. ]

Yeah, we can go take a peek. Let's see if Red and Mr. Archie are back in their rooms while we're at it.

[ Well they all slept in the same room, but yes. He still feels betrayed. So rude Marisa.

Also door why do you forsake them. :<

Nine is going to check out Archer's room though. Opening it cautiously because it's Archer. ]

Hey, yo. Anyone in here?

[ Look at it this way, he can be the Last Blonde Standing Of Any Gender, now.

She'll follow! But she's gonna look to see if it's...booby-trapped in any way bc she doesn't trust Archer. ]

[The door isn't booby-trapped, thank god. Instead, it's a rather standard camp room - there are some personal items neatly placed around the room, including a....sword magazine....and things like cloth, personal cooking implements, A whetstone??? with a kitchen knife on it??? There's a few magical circles written on some paper on the nearby desk, if Marisa wants to take a look at those.

The room seems...kind of barren, and yet not at the same time. Sparing with personal touches, considering that Archer normally travels light.

On that desk we mentioned before is a Laptop, screen black. Apparently he's not one for flashy lock screens. There's also a Notebook nearby, a small one with a simple red and black design.

...There's also a dartboard hung up on one of the walls with a picture of Mayuri on it. The knives running through the paper have hit the eyes, mouth, and forehead with pinpoint accuracy.]

[ Okay, so the dartboard is badass. Nine is just going to point at it. ]

Man, he could have brought that out for us all to play, yo.

[ Rude Archer. Nine will check out the Notebook first. ]

Didn't think he would be the diary kind of guy.

[ Oh, that gets a laugh out of her. Suck it, Mayuri.

And then she spots the magic notes and her eyes light up. She takes a small book out of her pocket and starts copying them down--she'll decipher them later but there's no way she's passing up a chance to steal some of Archer's magic, whatever it might be for.

Anyway, she'll try the laptop but no promises on actually getting it to work, considering her experiences with tech. ]

Knowin' him, it might be just a book of recipes, ze.

[Marisa will get to learn some of his Strengthening and Projection magic, which should be enough to really make it her own.

In the notebook....there are recipes, but notes about the camp and things elsewhere.]

Red asked me to approach Kurotsuchi about getting those 'gigai' for any possible survivors. I told her not to get too excited, but I still asked him about them anyway. I had to agree to something I wasn't too proud of, but we have backups for them if they end up choosing the right thing. The whole 'shinigami' thing seems fake, but he and those two identical zombies are the only ones who know how to properly place souls in those fake bodies, and the other two are currently being munched on by the SCP.

[There's some more musings (mostly about swords and noting down potential SCP sites he's feeling he's pinged to), and then another interesting note comes by.]

The Zombies all had a weird kissing session. Odd, but I've seen worse - I'm not sure if they were trying to prove something, or if the SCP was just having fun. I still don't think it's them, despite the remaining camper's protests to the contrary - I'd have to see them talking and speaking to me in a way that'd be impossible for the zombies as they currently are to do. That's the only way I'd believe their souls haven't been eaten. Not that it matters anymore, but -

[The next words are scribbled out, but you can vaguely make out 'Shirou' and 'disappointed' and 'leave'. There's no other entries after this one.

As for the laptop, all Marisa has to do is tap the mouse (because he has a wireless mouse), and the screen blinks back on easily. The background is also simple - a clear blue sky mirrored by water - and there's an email notification blinking on the sidebar.]

Edited 2018-07-27 22:08 (UTC)

[ Welp. So that's stuff. He's frowning at the shinigami part and snickering at the kiss session. Nine didn't really stick around long for that, and he almost regrets not seeing Archer's face at it. ]

Hey, you might want to read this in case I forget anything, yo. Short of it is that they did prep some bodies for us, yo. And that we still need to convince Mr. Archie that their souls are still around.

[ Man, he has a moment where he wonders if he should leave Archie a note since he's going to know they were in there.

Instead, he'll move over to the laptop to see what Marisa has. ]

What did you find?

Sure. When I'm done here I can take notes. [ taps her book. this is why she brought it with her!

Gonna click on the notif. What do we have, here? ]

He left some of his magic notes in the open.

[ marisa that's not what he meant by found ]

[The notif opens an email that's sent from an email address that just looks like a bunch of gibberish, almost like a throwaway one. You'd almost think it's spam, if not for the content of the email.]

Archer,

I've revived word of your brief stop during SCP-6219's ritual. I assume this is due to feeling that the SCP may become a threat and not personal reasons?

As the ritual is almost completed, I wanted to know of any potential outbreaks or containment breeches that Alaya has informed you about, as well as where you plan on going next. I'd also like to know if your mana reserves are running out, due to how long it's been since you came to me to receive more, and your earlier use of your Reality Marble a few weeks earlier.

Your Master,
O5-[REDACTED]

[The identifying mark or number is blacked out in the email. Huh!

There's a recently sent response to another email, as well.]

Man, sounds like his Master might have him on a tight leash, yo. Think there's a way to like...give him a new one?

[ How does that even work? Also the mana reserves helps give him an idea where all of his mp restoration items might have went to.

Nine is going to lean on her and point at the the sent messages button. ]

Check that out and maybe check out the trash section. Maybe we'll get lucky, hey?

I dunno. It says somethin' about 'mana reserves'...what does that mean? He stores a bunch of magic in his abs like a camel?

[ Marisa nods and clicks the sent section. She'll also check out the trash too, just in case. ]

[Why would you say that, Marisa.

There's nothing in the trash (much like his room, Archer keeps a clean laptop), but the sent section has this:]

TO: walksamongyou@gmail.com

I’m still pissed I can’t take my doctor with me on my next mission. Even if she works for them, she was a part of my team first! They told me I would retain command over my men and yet here we are. Bullshit once more.

How do you deal with this crap? I’m going to need a number 2 for this mission and I don’t have anyone to fall back on!

FROM: unlimitedbaeworks@gmail.com

I think I might have someone for you.

[That appears to be it, though there are some other files on the desktop....all of them have the SCP logo, and end in .txt.]

His abs?! [ And then thinking about it for a moment. ] Huh. You might actually be on to something there.

[ They are impressive abs. You can see them through his clothes. Also he's just going to stare at the doctor part and whomever the hell Archer is writing to. ]

You know, as much of a bastard as he can be, I kind of feel bad for him, yo. Being jerked around.

[ Also he showed Nine the lance so that means he's A or Bae+ in his book.

Also go ahead and click files, or Nine will get impatient and steal the mouse to do it for her. ]

[ Clicking on all of the .txt files!! ]

There's not really other parts of your body that stick out like that. [ a beat ] ...don't even go there. [ dammit nine don't make her think about Archer's ass, gross ]

No kiddin'.

[One txt file is just titled 'Moose???' and reads as followed.]

That moose is still around here - just like it has been for the past 8 years. I'm certain it's an SCP at this point, but for some reason, whenever I ask the Task Force about it, they say they never remember seeing a moose like that. If it drags kids out of the cabins, they just assume I came by while invisible to give them something to shoot.

Is this thing cloaking itself to people from this 'universe', while we're seemingly immune to the effects? It's hard to tell, but Alaya doesn't seem to care about this thing, so maybe it's best if the Foundation never learns about it. They'd go nuts trying to contain it - or worse, think I'm insane.

[The other file, however...]

Item #: SCP-6350

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: Only personnel who submit a formal request and receive approval from site command, or are authorized through orders via site command may operate SCP-6350. SCP-6350 is to be kept in research cell 106-F with two guard personnel on duty at all times. Any researchers entering 106-F are to be accompanied by at least one guard for the entirety of testing. A full list of tests and/or tasks to be carried out must be given to all guard personnel on duty; any deviation from this list will result in termination of use, forcible removal of personnel from 109-B, and formal discipline at site command’s discretion.

WARNING: When fabricating bodies, the use of Class 1 amnesiacs is MANDATORY.

Description: SCP-6350 is a large mechanical device that is nearly non-euclidean in its construction, having several miles of pipes, electrical cords, and other assorted mechanical objects. There is a set of 4 tanks that contain a [REDACTED] chemical solution connected to one side, and the other has a miniature fabrication area equipped for both organic and inorganic material. A control panel lies in front, buttons written in a runic language with no known translation. Observation and probing has found out very little about the machine and how it's constructed - even cursory explorations have led to injuries and death, and SCP-6350 seems capable of repairing itself should any damage occur.

The machine was found in [REDACTED], Australia - in the basement of a building being used as a front for a cult known as the [EXPUNGED] in 199/ on New Year's Eve. The device was built by the leader of the cult, apparently during a religious revelation 'in order to bring servants and sacrifices into the fold.' Some brainwashed instances of SCP-6350 were discovered on the building grounds and were either collected for deprogramming and interviewing, or terminated upon attacking the investigative team.

When in use, SCP-6350 is able to create characters from fictional media within its tanks. At this time, testing has only been able to pull a random selection of characters from many different kinds of media from around the world, but it appears to mostly pull from English or Japanese series. These bodies are biologically the same as normal human bodies beyond sterility but can be set to expire rapidly, as per the notes recovered from the site SCP-6350 was found on. The writer (assumed to be the head cultist) had experimented with the machine, and created bodies that could live only a few minutes to multiple decades.

Instances created by SCP-6350 are sentient, and are copies of how they acted in their original series along with keeping any associated powers they had. This has led to several containment breeches before subsequent termination of the instances before they managed to get offsite. Instances also age naturally along with their bodies, if they were able to age normally in their 'canon'. Many of the instances come from different 'points' in their series, and multiples of a character may be summoned if there are different media materials involving them or different names used for them in series material. An odd byproduct of SCP-6350's creation of instances is that powerless instances are given powers that are weaker versions of existing SCP's. Examples include SCP-173's speed, SCP-106's corrosive abilities, and SCP-1728's ability to secrete butter. Instances created by SCP-6350 did not possess the qualities before the machine ended up in Foundation hands, which implies the machine may purposefully change it's instances to match the environment.

When an instance is created, the fabrication machine creates any and all items associated with or on the character's person at the time of their summoning. This includes biological and organic material, such as animals, weapons, and clothing.

A partial list of SCP-6350's instances include:

Dr. Kurotsuchi
Dr. Tomoe
Agent Red
SCP-6732

Hey, no no no. You thought of it first, yo. My mind wasn't going there at all!

[ BUT NOW IT IS. Marisa why this. ]

Maybe that's why he wears that half skirt thing? To cover up when he's storing all that mana?

[ Maybe they should ask him.

Also holy words on a screen, batman. Nine reads it over, nodding like he understands. And then he leans back. ]

That's interesting... [ It's very serious for just a second before he waves his hand. ] The hell? No one can even see the moose?

[ The slippery bastard. ]

Why the hell is it even grabbing kids in the first place?

[ Moose is his rival. He will catch it some day. Though the rest of it is a lot to digest. ]

Can you write that all down? [ Why couldn't anyone have a printer here? After that he's going to check if there's any other files too see on screen. Hurry it up girl we got clicking to do and maybe swords to find on it? ]

Only because you woulda if I hadn't thought of it first! You keep insistin' I got a thing for butts and I don't!

[ She's jotting down as much as she can, but fuck, these Foundation guys are wordy as hell. She's skipping the containment procedure part. ]

I dunno, maybe it's hungry. You ever had moose steak? I wonder if it would taste different than demon moose steak.

[ is that her roundabout way of suggesting they go hunting for it once this is over, perhaps. that bastard needs to die.

If there are any other files, Marisa will click on them. ]

[The last file says 'lake cats':]

Item #: SCP-5349

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: Instances of SCP-5349 are not to be taken offsite under any circumstances. SCP-5349 is localized to Lake Superior and Michipicoten Island, and as such the island has been purchased by the Foundation and is considered private property by the State of Michigan. Having someone who can speak Ojibwe is recommended, but not required to go through the yearly ritual.

Description: SCP-5349 is a large aquatic feline creature resembling Puma concolor, several feet in height. The creature is sentient and is able to speak both Ojibwe and English, often peppering one language with the other. It's sex is unknown, as the creature is able to reproduce via parthogenesis and have hundreds, if not thousands, of cubs.

The SCP has been spotted multiple times since long ago, as per the Lake Superior tribes venerating it as a god. SCP-5349 is a 'guardian of the lake' in its own words, and tends to demand respect from humans or other SCP-like entities. In interviews with 5349, it was found that it has been here for a very long time, but the particular [DATA EXPUNGED] actually becomes it through a projected period of time in which it's spawn fight and kill one another after the current SCP-5349 has perished. One spawn (or in rare cases, two) will survive, become SCP-5349, and reach full adulthood. Once an adult, it creates new spawn, which will remain in a cub-like adolescent state until SCP-5349 perishes and the cycle repeats itself.

SCP-5349 is known to be able to control weather conditions on or around the lake - confirmation of it being able to call in storms or create choppy weather have been reported in the past, and it has killed humans that disrespected it either through drowning or a type of attack that is very similar to how cats and orcas take down their prey, tossing the victim into the air and down onto the water repeatedly. Generally, SCP-5349 is not a threat unless pushed, and most instances prefer to stay deep underwater during the day. Radar and electronic imaging technology are somehow incapable of catching them, a phenomenon which is currently unexplained at this time.

A yearly ritual must be performed in order to keep SCP-5349 content. Ritual is as follows:

[And then it's the same ritual they went through all those weeks ago.

That seems to be it for the laptop, except....there's a file marked 'door'. Opening it reveals an audio file, which seems to be of someone knocking.

Knock-knock-knock, pause-knock-pause-knock, and then knock-pause-pause-knock.

There doesn't seem to be anything else here.]

Edited 2018-07-27 23:29 (UTC)

Huh. But why leave the campers out there to be shot if it was hungry, yo? That doesn't make any sense. [ Marisa you're so weird. ] Though moose steak does sound pretty good, hey.

[ Should they tell Archer he's not imagining it or should they just let him suffer.

Oh hey, stuff about the cats. ]

Man, I wonder what the hell would they think they were being called... S-C-P and a bunch of numbers afterwards.

[ oh hey knocking. Scratching his head. ]

Sounds like that code we were all trying to practice last night.

[ Hey, he's just going to make the book appear because apparently he's like storage for it. ]

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Final Investigation

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did you ask for dumb speaches

she's a shounen deep down in her heart so yes