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camppetoskey2018-07-27 10:31 am
petoskeymods) wrote in camppetoskey2018-07-27 10:31 am
Final Investigation
Friday starts as usual, with everyone waking up and starting to move about. The morning is cool, with the last bits of the night's dew starting to evaporate in the early sunlight. But as the living campers start to move about, they will notice two important details:
One: the zombie campers are nowhere to be found.
Two: there is a note pinned to the front door of the lodge that reads "It's time. Investigate the camp, find out the truth. Why are you here, and what do you need to do to leave? We will be at the campfire tomorrow at noon."
Well then. It's time to get to work.
CAMPERS REMAINING: 7
REMEMBER: every living camper needs 15 comments minimum in this post to qualify for 'good end'!
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[ 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. ]
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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.]
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[ 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. ]
This
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[ ..... ]
Oh, you mean Morse code?
[ marisa jots down the pattern in written words ]
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Maybe we should try knocking on that door?
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[ .... ]
Say, how much stock to d'you put into the whole 'we're fictional characters' bullshit?
[ because she is mostly just doubt.jpg but. maybe she needs a little bit of reassurance. ]
did you ask for dumb speaches
I think it's bullshit, yo. I mean, this might not be my real body, but everything I've done- no, everything we've done is real. All of those things and remembering everything? That's all real and I'm going to keep it with me. If they want to feel better by writing off that we're fake, then we'll just have to show 'em how real we are.
she's a shounen deep down in her heart so yes
[ She closes her eyes for a moment. ]
Thanks.