"You draw one sister and you think you are done, but then you have to draw twelve more sisters too." -Epitaph for some art project Lincoln Loud did

Area-37, a Foundation site essentially destabilized single handedly by three instances of an SCP. These SCPs have hijacked this facility and their anomalous effect is so great that the O5 Council had to construct a server farm to monitor the area. It's so dangerous that the personnel are effectively lost. Within the compound, these instances experiment on these poor fools.

Section-B-Arbiter's Ground

"Ok, you guys, I have the perfect mundane task for you."

"Please don't tell me you're having us recreate the Milgram experiment again."

"Why are you complaining? I was the one shocked!"

"Hollow victory. You're essentially immune to everything! I'm surprised you actually got shocked."

"It was kind of fun. Besides, it didn't hurt at all!"

"What? You never got hurt?! But we all heard your bloodcurdling screams!"

"It was all an act, just like the original."

"Those screams will haunt my nightmares…"

"Was it too effective? I'll dial it back for the next one."

"Sigh, what mundane task are you going to break our minds with."

"Simple."

The instance materializes a series of pipes.

"So, I hacked into your server farm and heard about this SCP. I think it was called Pipe Nightmare? Your job is to repair it. Since you guys have been trapped here a while, the file says it might spray stuff at you if you attack it. So…don't do that. If you can clean the random garbage the pipes contain, we'd really appreciate it."

"Won't this kill us?"

"You've been killed before, but for this specific task, I've blessed you with the ability to not die. Don't worry, I'll take it back when the experiment is over."

"Gee, thanks…sis."

"I forgot to mention, the original grows and takes over stuff, but my version doesn't. Good luck."

"Of course, the true experiment is when they will say "fuck this!" and give up…let's see how long they last…the longer they last, the more mental power they have."

Section C-Office Complexities

"Do you want to play a game?"

"With you? Fuck no!"

"Too bad, you don't have a choice in the manner!"

"Please don't make us go through the Zimbardo experiment again!"

The instance remembers the shitshow it started.

"Saw a documentary about some guy doing a psychological experiment. It was supposed to last for 2 weeks, but the experiment was aborted after day 6. I will attempt to do what he couldn't and restart the experiment, but make it last the full 14 days instead."

Day 1: Started the experiment by separating half of the personnel into guards and inmates. Guards were recommended to punish inmates by psychological torture. Guards were given batons and cool shades to intimidate inmates. To remain unbiased, I will personally not interfere with the experiment in anyway.

Day 2: No change.

Day 3: Some of the prisoners started a small riot. Guards sprayed them with bear mace to keep them under control. Some disdain was noted by the inmates.

Day 4: Guards became more violent. They've begun beating on the metal pipes to intimidate the inmates and blasting those questioning their authority with fire extinguishers.

Day 5: Guards begin referring to prisoners by numbers. They gave buckets to urinate and defecate in. Inmates begin a second riot.

Day 6: No change, atmosphere in the experiment is tense.

Day 7: Full scale prison riot breaks out. Guards quash the riot and punish the prisoners further. A few of them were put in solitary confinement. Prisoners begin having their psyche broken. Starting to see why the experiment was aborted, but I must continue.

Day 8: Prisoners released from solitary confinement and released into the general population. Subjects exhibit symptoms similar to bipolar disorder. Some prisoners are begging for parole. Guards fire extinguish them. Cannot give inmates parole, will distort results.

Day 9: A third riot breaks out. Some of the guards ignored protocol and begin beating the tar out of the inmates. Had to intervene and discharge them from the experiment by letting the warden "fire" them for brutality. Prisoner morale boosted…as retribution, all prisoners were moved to solitary confinement.

Day 10: Still in solitary.

Day 11: Still in solitary. Guards psychologically torment the inmates in solitary.

Day 12: Inmates released into the general prison.

Day 13: Holy [DATA REDACTED]! One of the inmates just slashed a guard's throat with a knife (a broken ruler) and began drinking his blood! It was something straight out of Lord of the Flies. Afterwards, the lunatic put his head on a pike. The prison has devolved into complete anarchy.

Day 14: [DATA EXPUNGED]. I called off the experiment as soon as time expired. My older sister is going to kill me! I memory wiped everyone and revived anyone that was killed during the experiment.

"Ok. I'll do something…more extreme."

Suddenly, Pre-hibernation by Pantera begins blaring.

"Are you seriously…?"

"As serious as a vending machine death! You're going to be doing all that crazy shit Sandy Cheeks did in the episode. The person who dies last gets a reward. Ready, set, go!"

The instance watches as they snowboard down K2.

"They're going to die."

Section-D-High Risk Choices

"Will this ever end?"

"No."

This is the 382347th time they've repeated the same damn experiment!

"We're tired of this Monty Hall problem."

"Pick an ice cream."

The researcher picks an ice cream titled "Hurrikan". He takes a bite and tastes something spicy!

"What's in that?!"

"Scorpion venom."

The researcher dies…but the instance revives him.

"Lucky. Other one was smegma."

"Why?!"

"Why not?"

The three instances finish their new reports.

SCP-1765-1-EN: "I have modified my original experiment and had the subjects attempt to repair SCP-015-EN. Surprisingly, they caught on to my secondary goal and instantly "unionized". I have no idea what that means, but since they didn't do anything, I consider this a win for them. Though I am somewhat disappointed that they aborted the experiment that early. I was going to have them do it in the dark to measure the effect on their psyche…"

SCP-1765-2-EN: "My my…they all died on K2. Well, true to my word I did give the "winner" a prize. I let the winner die and didn't revive him. It really was a shame, because snowboarding down K2 was only the first event. I was rather looking forward to them biking through Pripyat without a radiation suit."

SCP-1765-3-EN: "Delicious."


But something doesn't seem right…they've been doing these weird experiments for around six years and their esoteric lessons don't seem to be getting through to them. Who are they teaching exactly? Some higher dimensional beings such as themselves?

"Sisters, aren't you getting…bored of these experiments?"

"Why, whatever do you mean, eldest sister?"

"Yes."

"I mean, we've been doing the same thing for 6 years and nothing has changed. No one seems to be getting our lessons."

"Quite the problem."

SCP-1765-3-EN shrugs her shoulders.

"And another thing. For some reason…I don't feel like doing them anymore. Maybe I'm engaged in the same repetitiveness that they are."

"What, you? No way! You're better than them!"

"Strange."

"I think it's time to conclude the experiment. What do you say?"

"Why no way, eldest sister! I have many more tests to run!"

"End."

"You agree with me?"

"Yes."

Well, SCP-1765-1-EN didn't think she'd get this far…

"Uh…so, what do you want to do now, youngest sister?"

"Loud."

"Music? I heard of this unique band called Destroid that specializes in heavy metal dubstep. Is that what you mean? Personally, I think it destroys both eardrums and brain cells but…

SCP-1765-3-EN shakes her head.

"House."

"Loud…House? Oh…the comic book. Sure. Here you go."

SCP-1765-1-EN snaps her fingers and a Loud House comic book materializes from thin air.

"Visit."

"Visit the Loud House? It's just a comic book…unless..."

SCP-1765-1-EN brings up an interdimensional map.

"Which one?"

SCP-1765-3-EN points to a wormhole with the designation "TLH-SCP-PTB-1415".

"My, such a long code…which alternate universe is this?"

"Sis?"

SCP-1765-2-EN is still looking at the others.

"Are you coming?"

"Do I have to?"

"Yes."

"Sigh…let me do something first."

SCP-1765-2-EN generates a pulse from within her. Time stops all throughout Area-37.

"Ready?"

The three instances leave the facility and travel to this strange dimension. It looks all comic booky. They appear to have arrived at some random house.


"Why did you bring us here?"

"Help?"

"Isn't this about sending a message about everything burning, love?"

"Wrong universe."

The strange beings begin exploring this property that they've unknowingly trespassed on. It sure is a good thing they are intangible, because then their antics can be blamed on ghosts.

"This place sure has a lot of females in it…"

"Why, this is a gynephiliac's dream come true!"

"Perv."

They spot a lone boy in an orange polo reading comic books.

"A boy, here?"

"Should we kill him?"

"No!"

Lincoln begins hearing something, though he can't see what's making the noise…It's probably just Lucy getting lost in the ventilation ducts again.

"Huh? Did I just hear something?"

SCP-1765-2-EN approaches him, mostly intangible.

"Hey, can you show us around here? We're kind of lost."

"Who said that? Is it a cosmic entity? Sorry, you missed orientation day."

"Cosmic entity? How dare you insult us like that!"

A sharp chill runs across his face, terrifying him.

"Uh, Lisa! I think we're being haunted!"

He runs upstairs to his second youngest sister's room to inform her on what's going on.

"Elder brother, stop your babbling. There are no such things as ghosts. Despite what Lucy might have told you."

"I may be in the vents but I can still hear you!"

"I'm sure there is a logical conclusion here."

"Lisa! There are tears in our dimension. Random stuff from other universes leachating into ours…mostly from SCP-PRM-001."

The sisters hear this.

"Is that…our dimension?"

"And stuff has being going missing?"

"Fix."

Lincoln picks up on the strange voices again.

"See, there are ghosts here! We need to get them to stop haunting us!"

Lisa turns on that Scranton reality anchor to see if there really are any ghosts. It malfunctioned when used on SCP-239-EN…but it did confirm she is a class 5 reality warper so…

WARNING, HUME LEVELS INCOMPREHENSIBLE! SUPER POWERFUL ENTITIES DETECTED. ENGAGEMENT OF ENTITIES CONSIDERED SUICIDE. ABORT! ABORT!

"Is it talking about us?"

"Engagement? I don't see a ring anywhere…"

"Overwhelming!"

The Scranton reality anchor explodes from the immense power reading! It actually started a small fire.

"Get the baking soda!"

The three entities look at each other.

"This is not a good first impression, sisters. We need to make it up to them somehow."

"Why'd you take me along with you, kiddo?"

"Fun."

A litter box full of baking soda materializes in front of Lisa. It pours itself on the SRA fire.

"Huh? Where did that baking soda come from?"


The entities materialize in front of her. The first one appears to be a tall humanoid in its 30's. It wears some sort of lab coat blazer hybrid. It appears to be wearing some type of shorts. Her hair appears to be messy and ruffled, looking either like a lion's mane or a Super Saiyan's hairdo. Her hair is colored a dirty yellow, while her eyes are blue. The blazer she wears is black with a green tie. The shorts appear to be brown. The second one appears to be around 19 with long brown hair and brown eyes. She appears to be wearing a blue overcoat over her lab jacket. It actually kind of looks like some sort of business suit lab jacket hybrid. She is wearing a red skirt. The third one looks to be about 10, has slightly darker brown hair cut short. She has green eyes and has a bow on top of her outfit. Her outfit looks like it was taken out of Doki Doki Literature Club. Her outfit is red with a lilac skirt. All three of them have white shoes.

"Are you pattern screamers?"

"What's a pattern screamer?"

"I don't know what those are, but I'm going to assume that's an insult."

"Nice."

SCP-1765-1-EN tries to explain.

"No, we just got lost in this dimension. For some reason, our youngest sister wanted to visit this place."

"Fun."

"Yes, it seems like you guys have a real problem."

"We are aware. But it's not like we can do anything about it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to run some more tests."

SCP-1765-2-EN's ears perk up at hearing this.

"Tests? Do tell more about these…tests."

"They are a series of experiments to decide whether or not my siblings are SCPs. They got hit with some sort of anomalous radiation and it appears they have anomalous powers. I Just want to know what they really are."

"I think we can help. Here's our resume."

SCP-1765-2-EN hands her their VEI article.


Objet #: SCP-1765-EN

Classe: Couronne ou Apollyon (dépend de leur humeur)

Niveau de Menace: Noir

Propriétés Spéciales: Tous de les (intangibilité par défaut)

Procédures de Confinement Spéciales: L'activité SCP-1765-EN est actuellement limitée aux limites de la Area-37, qui est considérée comme sa zone de confinement efficace. En raison de l'infestation complète de la Area-37 par le SCP-1765-EN, il doit être considéré comme un territoire de type 4 normalement instable, et tout le personnel de la Fondation à l'intérieur doit être considéré comme effectivement perdu. Un périmètre défensif a été établi autour de la Area-37 selon le Protocole Standard de Telemachus. Les tentatives d'atteinte au complexe de la Area-37 se sont toutes terminées par la perte de tout le personnel du MTF en cause, et ont donc été abandonnées jusqu'à nouvel ordre. Dans le cas où l'activité du SCP-1765-EN se propage, les dispositifs nucléaires stockés sur place dans la Area-37 peuvent être activés avec l'autorisation de l'O5-Command. En raison du grand volume de données produites par de SCP-1765-EN, une ferme de serveurs désignée a été construite pour la contenir. Ladite ferme serveur doit être isolée de tous les autres réseaux de la Fondation.

Description: SCP-1765-EN est la désignation collective pour un groupe de trois entités semi-corporelles, se manifestant généralement comme vaguement humanoïde, silhouettes blanc cassé. Les cas de SCP-1765-EN montrent une capacité d'affaiblir volontairement la structure de la réalité dans leur présence immédiate, leur permettant un contrôle limité mais puissant sur les distorsions temporelles et physiques dans une fourchette substantielle. Les cas de SCP-1765-EN sont capables de parler (parlant de trois voix aux tonalités différentes, décrites par les auditeurs comme féminines), et semblent posséder des personnalités individuelles et cohérentes.

SCP-1765-EN a été introduit pour la première fois dans la Area-37 à la suite d'un raid réussi des forces de la Fondation sur une cellule de la Serpent's Hand située dans la ville ████████. Plusieurs objets présumés anormalainsi qu'une quinzaine d'agents de la Serpent's Hand capturés ont été récupérés et ramenés à La Area-37, une installation isolée spécialisée dans l'entreposage initial de ces objets. Lors de l'examen préliminaire de trois des artefacts récupérés (un petit métier à tisser en bois, une aiguille d'émail et un œil de verre), les trois cas de SCP-1765-EN (désormais SCP-1765-1-EN, SCP-1765-2-EN et SCP-1765-3-EN) sont apparus et se sont adressés au personnel auxiliaire, Chercheur ████. Cette conversation a été enregistrée par le système de surveillance de la chambre d'essai:

«Begin Log»

SCP-1765-1-EN: Salutations, membres estimés de la Fondation. Nous venons à vous avec des nouvelles de bon augure.

SCP-1765-2-EN: Oui, vous serez très heureux de le faire.

SCP-1765-3-EN: Bonjour.

Chercheur ████: Qu'est-ce que l'enfer

SCP-1765-1-EN: Désolé, monsieur, je serai avec vous dans un instant. [au SCP-1765-2-EN] Sœurs, je pensais que nous étions d'accord pour me laisser faire les discours d'ouverture. Tu nous embarrasses.

SCP-1765-2-EN: Oh, woops! Heehee, vas-y, on va se taire.

SCP-1765-3-EN: Excuses.

SCP-1765-1-EN: Ahm. Oui, comme je l'ai dit, Salutations. Nous sommes heureux de vous connaître enfin, car nous observons votre organisation depuis un certain temps. En effet, nous en avons observé beaucoup, et parmi eux tous, vous avez été distingués comme un phare brillant de progrès dans une mer sombre. Bien joué.

SCP-1765-2-EN: Oh, nous sommes très fiers!

SCP-1765-3-EN: Félicitations.

Chercheur ████: Sécurité - [Le chercheur ████ saisit sa langue, qui devient visiblement noirci et flétrie]

SCP-1765-1-EN: Je vous l'ai dit, monsieur, je serai avec vous dans un instant. Où en étais-je? Oh, c'est vrai. Tout cela considéré, nous avons décidé que vous, et aucun autre, sont dignes de recevoir notre aide. C'est un honneur très rare, nous vous assurons.

SCP-1765-2-EN: Comme un steak sanglant, il est, comment rare.

SCP-1765-3-EN: Tartare.

[Le chercheur ████ essaie de parler à nouveau, puis tombe au sol. Sa langue s'écroule en poussière. Il perd conscience]

SCP-1765-1-EN: Hmph. Pourquoi les gens doivent-ils toujours être stupides? On va devoir régler ça plus tard. Je ne cesse de perdre la tête, c'est le plus exaspérant.

SCP-1765-2-EN: Notre aide, importante.

SCP-1765-3-EN: Assistance.

SCP-1765-1-EN: Ah, merci. Oui, notre aide. Voyant à quel point vous vous en tenez méticuleusement à la méthode scientifique, nous nous aventurons que nous pourrions être de la plus grande utilité pour vous si nous faisons la même chose nous-mêmes. Après tout, nos capacités dans ce domaine sont considérables. Oui, pour vous aider, nous mènerons plusieurs expériences utiles en votre nom, et vous fournirons les données. Nous croyons que c'est le début d'un merveilleux partenariat.

SCP-1765-2-EN: Euh, je pense qu'il est mort, mon amour.

SCP-1765-3-EN: pas bien.

SCP-1765-1-EN: Oh, quoi qu'il arrive, ils enregistrent tout. C'est pour ça qu'on les a choisis, n'est-ce pas?

SCP-1765-2-EN: Oui, c'est comme ça.

SCP-1765-3-EN: Oui.

SCP-1765-1-EN: Écoutez attentivement, nous allons commencer nos expériences immédiatement, parce qu'il n'y a guère un point à dilly dallying. Maintenant, nous nous rendons compte qu'ils peuvent sembler un peu déroutant, mais croyez-nous, nous savons ce qui est le mieux pour vous.

SCP-1765-2-EN: Les sœurs savent mieux, hehe!

SCP-1765-3-EN: Toujours.

À la suite de cette conversation, les trois cas de SCP-1765-EN ont commencé à se déplacer rapidement dans la Area-37. Pendant que SCP-1765-EN continuait à tourner autour de la Area-37, plusieurs événements ont été remarqués qui ont été associés aux phénomènes de flexion de la réalité. SCP-1765-EN a finalement cessé ce schéma, probablement parce que la Area-37 était devenue suffisamment instable pour s'adapter aux paramètres de leur expérimentation prévue. À la fin de ce processus, les images de sécurité ont révélé que la Area-37 était divisée en quatre sections distinctes, et que le personnel de la Area-37 était divisé entre eux selon l'emplacement du SCP-1765-EN au moment de l'événement, comme indiqué ci-dessous:

Section A (anciennement salle de mess de la Area-37, rangement et dortoirs): la plus petite des sections, la section A a été la moins modifiée par le SCP-1765-EN. Les ajouts notables sont deux grandes cuves en laiton situées à l'angle est de la salle de mess, une station de surveillance reliée à d'autres sections de la Area-37 remplaçant l'entretien, et un grand panneau de marbre au-dessus de l'entrée des dortoirs sur lequel on peut lire «GROUPE DE CONTRÔLE». Le personnel appartenant au groupe témoin n'est pas soumis à l'expérimentation qui a lieu dans d'autres sections de la Area-37. Une fois toutes les cinq à sept heures, le groupe témoin est visité par une instance de SCP-1765-EN. Au cours de ces visites, la nourriture et l'eau sont distribuées à partir des cuves en laiton, et l'instance de visite s'adresse généralement au groupe témoin, les encourageant souvent à utiliser la station de surveillance pour observer toute expérience en cours.

Section B (anciennement les terrains extérieurs et les installations sportives de la Area-37): La section B est le point d'appui d'une anomalie spatio-temporelle localisée. Pour cette raison, sa taille, son climat, sa composition atmosphérique, sa pression et son débit temporel sont tous variables et sont apparemment contrôlés par la volonté du SCP-1765-1-EN, l'entité qui supervise généralement l'expérimentation dans la section B. Selon SCP-1765-1-EN, l'expérimentation dans la section B est destinée à plonger dans les effets de l'action répétitive effectuée dans des conditions inhabituelles sur la psyché humaine.

Section C (anciennement le complexe de bureaux principal de la Area-37): La section C présente des propriétés anormalement similaires à la section B, bien qu'elle soit associée au SCP-1765-2-EN plutôt qu'au SCP-1765-1-EN. L'observation (ainsi que les apports limités du SCP-1765-2-EN) indique que les expériences menées dans la section C ont tendance à se concentrer sur la dynamique de groupe et les relations interpersonnelles dans des conditions extrêmes. En moyenne, les altérations physiques de la section C pendant l'expérimentation sont plus radicales que celles observées dans la section B, tandis que les alternances temporelles le sont beaucoup moins.

Section D (anciennement zone de confinement à risque élevé de la Area-37): La section D est actuellement le segment le moins compris du complexe modifié de la Area-37. Physiquement, il reste pratiquement inchangé par rapport à son état avant son infestation initiale par SCP-1765-EN. Temporellement, cependant, il semble être entièrement déconnecté du flux de base des événements, existant comme une «bulle» isolée des événements se produisant à l'extérieur de celui-ci. La réalité temporelle de la Section-D ainsi que toute expérimentation qui a lieu à l'intérieur de celui-ci sont associés à SCP-1765-3-EN. En raison des schémas de parole laconiques de SCP-1765-3-EN et de l'obscurité générale des expériences qu'il mène, on comprend actuellement peu de choses sur la nature de l'expérimentation qui se déroule au sein de la section D.

Quelle que soit la section dans laquelle une expérience a lieu, SCP-1765-EN cherchera à fournir à la Fondation des flux vidéo et audio de haute qualité qui la documentent. Ces données sont transférées au serveur de la Fondation compatible le plus proche par des moyens actuellement inconnus. Les images contiennent aussi souvent des notes enregistrées par l'instance de supervision de SCP-1765-EN.

Addendum 1765-EN-A: Ce qui suit est une description des expériences notables effectuées par des instances de SCP-1765-EN:

Section B:

État de la section: Pour cette expérience, la section B a surtout conservé sa forme originale, autre que les changements structurels occasionnels causés par les événements de reconstitution à la suite de l'expérience.

Personnel impliqué: Chercheur ██, Agent ██████, Ingénieur assainissement ██████████

Expérience: Les sujets d'essai sont introduits dans le centre sportif de la Area-37 à partir d'un endroit inconnu et reçoivent chacun une clé, une règle, un tampon de papier brun et un stylo à bille. Les sujets sont ensuite chargés par SCP-1765-1-EN d'examiner de près le système de plomberie du centre sportif et de mesurer la longueur exacte de chaque tuyau et l'angle dans lequel il est relié à d'autres tuyaux. Ce processus prend entre dix et douze heures en raison de la taille du centre sportif. Avant qu'il puisse être terminé, cependant, la section-B commence un événement de reconstitution, provoquant le système de plomberie d'être complètement réarrangé et rendant tous les travaux précédemment faits discutable. Les sujets d'essai sont alors instruits pour recommencer. Le processus se répète 459 fois avant la conclusion des expériences.

Notes de SCP-1765-1-EN: "Suite à l'expédition quelque peu décevante d'hier à Olympus Mons (Mes, mais les hôtes étaient grossiers!), j'ai décidé de tenter quelque chose de moins taxant sur mes sujets d'essai, qui se révèlent jusqu'à présent à la fois physiquement peu impressionnants et moralement manquant. Ce simple examen de la répétition de l'entrée sensorielle et la façon dont il peut être connecté à d'autres réactions primaires au point de surcharge devrait s'avérer à la fois utile pour vous et dans la capacité plutôt limitée de mon sujet de test. Enfin, une preuve que même si nous essayons d'apprendre de l'expérience, cette tentative est finalement inutile, car une fois que la vie vous passe, vous aurez juste à tout apprendre à nouveau. C'est une connaissance utile, les enfants, j'espère que vous faites attention."

Section C:

État de la section: Pour cette expérience, Section-C a pris l'apparence d'un stade de football, avec des sujets d'essai apparaissant autour de la ligne de cinquante verges. Notamment, les poteaux de but ont été enlevés et remplacés par des bunkers en béton.

Personnel impliqué: Les anciens membres de la Force opérationnelle mobile Iota-6 ("Canvas Cats"), dix des quinze agents captifs de la Serpent's Hand

Expérience: L'expérience s'est déroulée en deux phases; lors de la première phase, les sujets d'essai ont été divisés en deux équipes, toutes deux composées d'un mélange de personnel de la MTF et d'agents de la Serpent's Hand. Les deux groupes ont ensuite reçu l'ordre du SCP-1765-2-EN de se diriger vers les bunkers situés aux extrémités du terrain. Alors qu'ils couraient vers ces positions, plusieurs figures cagoulées sont apparues sur les gradins du stade et ont commencé à bombarder les sujets d'essai avec des projectiles enflammés qui se déplaçaient rapidement. En outre, des plates-formes courbes de trois mètres de haut ont commencé à s'élever du sol, obligeant les sujets d'essai à faire du travail d'équipe afin de les contourner. En raison de la composition mixte des équipes, les sujets d'essai n'ont pas pu surmonter les plates-formes à temps, et les deux équipes ont été incinérées par les projectiles avant d'atteindre les bunkers. Trente secondes après cela, la deuxième phase de l'expérience a commencé avec le même groupe de sujets d'essai apparaissant à nouveau près de la ligne de cinquante yards indemne. Les sujets ont de nouveau été divisés en deux groupes, l'un composé uniquement de personnel de la MTF et l'autre d'agents de la Serpent's Hand. Les sujets d'essai ont de nouveau été chargés d'atteindre les bunkers. L'essai s'est déroulé comme indiqué précédemment, les deux équipes étant maintenant en mesure de surpasser les plates-formes surélevées et d'atteindre les bunkers. À ce moment, cependant, les portes des bunkers se sont fermées et deux paires inédites de marteaux métalliques inépuisables sont descendues d'un endroit d'origine inconnu, écrasant les deux équipes à mort.

Notes de SCP-1765-2-EN: "J'ai vu les enfants ont eu un mauvais moment avec cette chose double-date que nous avons fait, alors je me suis dit: "Sourire, les enfants d'aujourd'hui ne vont pas pour la romance plus, s'trop lent pour eux." Ils veulent de l'excitation et de la sueur et des explosions et des sports!" alors j'ai appelé quelques vieux amis à moi et ils étaient heureux de vous aider, n'est-ce pas! Quel était le nom de ce grand avec les robes? C'est Madem? Mavven, c'est ça? Ou était-ce John? Bah, je ne me souviens pas, mais je sais qu'il adore le football! Heehee, nous avons certainement eu un grand temps ol ', même avec la combustion et l'écrasement et tout. Oh, je pense que j'oublie quelque chose... oh, le test, c'était ... c'était un test, oui. Euh, tu vois, ça va te montrer que peu importe avec qui tu es, tu finiras par te faire écraser par d'énormes marteaux métalliques qui s'écrasent du ciel! Hmm, non qui ne peut pas être juste ... ah, je l'ai eu! Peu importe combien vous vous préparez et dont avec vous, tôt ou tard le destin va vous rattraper! Heehee, oui, ce que j'aime, ça sonne juste pêchey! Une leçon à apprendre, mes gars, une leçon à apprendre!

Section D:

État de la section: Physiquement, la section D est demeurée inchangée par rapport à son état d'origine.

Personnel impliqué: Directeur du site ██████

Expérience: Le directeur du site ██████ entre dans la voûte principale de confinement de la Area-37. Au centre de la voûte, une table (probablement prise dans la salle de mess) est placée. Sur la table, deux cuves de 1 litre de █████████ crème glacée de marque, l'une aromatisée à la pistache, l'autre aux fruits de la passion aromatisées. Le directeur du site ██████ est chargé par le SCP-1765-3-EN de "choisir". Le directeur du site ██████ choisit ensuite la crème glacée aromatisée à la pistache et quitte la pièce. À ce stade, les images s'estompent momentanément, et le directeur du site ██████ retourne dans la salle, où la cuve de crème glacée non choisie a été remplacée par une autre, celle-ci aromatisée au chocolat. Il est de nouveau chargé de choisir, cette fois la cueillette de la crème glacée aromatisée au chocolat. Le processus se répète, avec chaque cuve non cueillie remplacée par une d'une saveur différente. Au moment de la rédaction de ce document, la Fondation a reçu plus de 10,000 heures d'images de cette expérience, avec une analyse identifiant plus de 200,000 saveurs différentes de crème glacée, y compris "Meerkat Marshmallow Madness", "Tranquility", "Shoe You Always Liked", "God's Wrath", et [REDACTED]. Tout porte à croire que cette expérience est toujours en cours.

Notes de SCP-1765-3-EN (note se trouve au début de la 1 356e heure): "Delicious."


"Sorry about our resume being in Baguette, it was the only one available. Isn't it one of your species sub-languages? Maybe you could translate it when you have the time."

"Well, you do certainly have…a unique work experience."

"So, are we hired?"

Lisa thinks this over. They could actually help. But their record of actually helping people is…all over the place, to say the least. If nothing else, having these omniversal level entities as research assistants could at least keep them from destroying this dimension.

"Fine, let's get to work."

SCP-1765-1-EN shakes Lisa's hand.

"Don't worry about it. I know our track record is…bad…to say the least, but I'll keep my younger sisters in check in case they decide to do something stupid. After all, we're supposed to be helping you, right?"

"Uh, right?"

"Well, first thing we're going to need is a place to conduct our experiments. No offense, kid, but your lab is kind of small. We need a big wide-open space with tons of equipment and special rooms. A pocket dimension should suffice. I'll even invite all of your siblings to witness it."

"Well, they are the test subjects."

"Even better!"

The quartet move outside as SCP-1765-3-EN gathers the rest of the Loud siblings while SCP-1765-1-EN creates a pocket dimension. They all enter the portal and see a sprawling laboratory complex.

"Welcome to our new lab, partner."


The group enters the complex, it appears to have an office, mess hall, observation room, living quarters and bathroom, as well as eight different color-coded sections, meant to be the testing chambers. What is this, Portal? Each of them has a Greek letter above them.

"This language is Ancient. You can tell because it's in runes."

"Indeed. This runic language is interesting."

"Ruined."

"That's not an ancient language, that's just the language of Greece."

"Greece? How did a foodstuff become a country?"

"Isn't that that gold stuff that makes you fat if you eat it?"

"Obesity."

SCP-1765-2-EN almost begins to do something, but SCP-1765-1-EN stops her.

"Maybe we should let our benefactor continue explaining this to us."

"Bad sister."

"Have you lost your minds, lovelies? She's younger than we are!"

"How old are you, anyway?" Lincoln asks

SCP-1765-2-EN shoves a bar of potassium hydroxide down his throat.

"How uncouth of you to ask a lady her age!"

SCP-1765-1-EN dematerializes the bar before it corrodes Lincoln's insides.

"What the fuck, sis?! You can't just kill people that upset you!"

"I would have revived him later!"

"Scoff."

"Are you trying to get fired?"

"I refuse to answer that."

"Weak."

SCP-1765-1-EN turns back to Lisa and profusely apologizes.

"Sorry. She's not exactly…stable. Things like "weight" or "age" don't really apply to higher reality beings such as ourselves. Uh, so…shall we get on with your experiments…"

Lisa almost feels sorry for her, but then she remembers that all three of them have the power of Deus Ex Machina. She can handle herself.

"By the way, she was going to erase this Greece from existence. It might lower the obesity rate if Greece was cut out of their diet."

"Wrong type of Greece. Grease is also some famous musical from the 70s about the 50s."

"Interesting."


Sector Ω

"I've noticed that the baby has anomalous abilities."

"How heartless!"

"Neglectful."

They arrive at Sector Ω.

"Boss, did you ever take a blood sample from the baby?"

Lisa is quite surprised at this.

"Well, no."

"She does have anomalous powers, I guess its just in the blood."

"Ferric."

"Maybe we should just show you."

SCP-1765-1-EN draws a blood sample from Lily and pours it into a cup.

"What are you?"

SCP-1765-2-EN creates what appears to be a caricature of known crackhead Charlie Sheen. She feeds the blood to him.

Not Charlie Sheen begins what appears to be a drug fueled dance.

"MORE! NEED MORE!"

The deranged actor begins charging at Lily, but is stopped by hearing a gunshot. Panning upwards, we can see that SCP-1765-1-EN shot him in the head. He promptly dissolves into what appears to be code.

"You didn't think we'd use real people, did you?"

"The actor wasn't real, but the gun sure is!" Lisa points out

"All to show that the baby's blood appears to be a drug or infused with drugs."

"Mollycoddle."

Lisa picks up the cup and analyzes the blood. It appears to be infused with a variant of MDMA.

"The blood has traces of MDMA."

"What is that?"

"A drug that alters mood. It typically induces feelings of euphoria."

"Happy."

Sector Ψ

"Who's next?"

"Considering I do not have any anomalous powers, Lola would be next."

"Which one is Lola?"

"The princess looking one."

"Me!"

"No, 1765-3-EN. Not you."

SCP-1765-3-EN is kind of disappointed at this.

"You acid proofed and fireproofed the test chamber, right? Because I know for a fact that Lola got acid powers."

"Acid powers? And she may be reactive, correct?"

"Isn't she already explosive enough?"

"Allahu Akbar?"

SCP-1765-1-EN thinks this over…

"Yes, I did proof the chamber."

"Did you make copies of her clothes? The acid might burn through them."

"We have clothes in the test chamber."

"My, this thought hurts my eyes, soul and psyche."

"Burning!"

Lola is placed in Sector Ψ's test chamber.

"Ok, now acidify."

Lola fully acidifies her body. As expected, the acid dissolved all of her clothes. Not as expected, the acid didn't dissolve her hair. The acid is super strong, so for it to not dissolve is quite a surprise. Her tiara also dissolved."

"My dress! My tiara! LISA!"

"Don't worry, we brought backup clothes. Can you corrode-phase through walls like the accursed one?

"Accursed one?"

"What is she talking about?"

"Sadism."

Lola attempts to phase through one of the walls of the chamber. She easily passes through, almost as if she was SCP-106-EN itself! Lola re-enters the chamber.

"Audi famam illius."

"Solus en hostus ruit."

"Patria quomodo contriverit."

Lisa notices the sisters speaking Latin.

"When did you learn Latin?"

"Latin? What is that? This language is called Skeleton."

"Skeleton is a sub-language lost to time, you know."

"Morituros."

The next test is set up.

"Ok, Lola. Can you recreate a move from this anime that our younger sister likes to watch?"

"Superheroes!"

Several fire emitters appear within the chamber, as well as a fireproof robot that kind of looks like Endeavor from BNHA.

"Things are blowing up!"

"Abusers."

Lola attempts to pull off a highly technical move. She ignites herself with one of the fire emitters and begins spinning in a spiral fashion. Miniature explosions fall off of her. The spiral crashes into robo-Endeavor in a glorious burst of energy! The robot was scrapped!

"I think we're done here!"

SCP-1765-1-EN materializes a set of Lola's clothes. Lola turns off her anomaly and puts the clothes on.

Sector Χ

"Actually, I already have a pretty good grasp on Lana's anomalous powers. Let's move on to the next anomaly."

"Ok then."

Sector Φ

"I'm not sure if Lucy has any anomalous abilities."

"That's the gloomy one, right? I scanned her. She does, but its triggered by sight."

"This might be hard since she avoids contact."

"Shy girl."

Lucy is placed in Sector Φ's testing chamber.

"Ok, now look at Lisa."

She does so. She gets a sudden compulsion to run after her. She emits a bloodcurdling shriek.

"Sisters, I think we messed up."

"What makes you say that?"

"[DATA EXPUNGED]"

Lucy runs at about 50 kilometers per hour and seemingly phases through solid objects. However, viewing the footage in the observation room shows that she's using what appears to be a pocket dimension to skip through the obstructions.

Upon getting to Lisa, she gives her a hug.

"Where's the [DATA EXPUNGED]?"

"This is supposed to be like that gangly dude, right?"

"Invincible!"

Repeating the test seems to reveal that she is immensely weak, as opposed to SCP-096-EN being nearly indestructible. She even died by tripping on a pebble and breaking her neck that way.

"That was kind of sad."

"No, it was kind of hilarious. It was so funny it deserves a Darwin Award!"

SCP-1765-3-EN just facepalms.

"At least that it only activates around an hour after prior activation."

SCP-1765-3-EN revives Lucy.

Sector Υ

"Lisa, it appears we have a problem."

"What is it, SCP-1765-1-EN?"

"The sporty one does have an anomalous ability."

"Yes…"

"Well, it only activates if she is hurt or near the brink of death. Do you still want to continue?"

Lisa ponders this for a moment...

"Is there a way to revive her if the experiment goes wrong?"

"I'll do you one better."

SCP-1765-1-EN places a state on her.

"I put a save state on her. In case something goes wrong. She'll revert back to this state with the push of a button. Or, I guess in this case, the snap of our fingers."

"Alright, let's begin."

Lynn is put in Sector Υ's testing chamber.

"So, what do I have to do?"

SCP-1765-2-EN enters the chamber.

"Die."

The testing chamber turns into a killing chamber, with a whole bunch of murder implements like flamethrowers, chainsaws and spikes everywhere. SCP-1765-2-EN turns into a pack of around 10 SCP-939-EN instances!

Close to Me by Sabrepulse begins to play as Lynn gets annihilated by the murder chamber. She managed to convert a chainsaw into her hand, but the beasts easily overwhelm her. She is put into crisis mode within 30 seconds.

"As you can see, you sister can heal any injury by reconverting the atoms into her own body. If she takes too much damage, she's put into crisis mode. If those organs are destroyed, then she dies for real."

"Shred."

Lynn emits a psionic blast to shred the chamber and 939-EN instances. She manages to get out of crisis mode!

"That's interesting. She can transmute matter to repair her body. It can be made from flesh to steel to anything in between!"

"Ok. Stop the experiment, we've seen enough!"

The 939-EN instances reform back into SCP-1765-2-EN as the murder chamber turns back into a normal testing chamber.

"Rewind space-time!"

Lynn is restored to her default state before the experiment began. SCP-1765-1-EN removes the save state.

"You really got shafted, Lynn. You got an overpowered Keter class anomaly but you have to be near death to access it."

"Maybe you can sign a contract with Death herself and be in that state forever. Just ask O5-13."

"Undying."

Sector Τ

"Does Luan have an ability, o wise sister?"

"She does. It is a very specific trigger, though. She needs to look like a clown."

"She already does, elder sister."

"Pogo."

"I mean, she has to look like an actual clown. You know, with the wig and makeup."

"Oh, I see."

"I'll let her deal with this. She has the mental capacity to resist any cognitohazard and their variations."

"Shattered frame of mind."

"Since I am the cognitohazard expert, I'll just tell you that hers makes people around her try to kill her."

"Unlike a certain Young Girl, they won't die after a certain amount of time and your sister can't regenerate."

"Hatred."

"Well, if that's the case. I don't think we need to experiment then."

Sector Σ

"Leni is a reality warper. Let's move on."

Sector Ρ

"Lori's ability is to see into the future."

"I see. Is there anything odd about it?"

"Well, if she sees a certain gangly dude, it might kill us all."

"Oh, I totally agree. That anomaly can break all the rules to [DATA EXPUNGED] anyone that sees it."

"Pixels."

"I see no reason to experiment."

"Well, I think we have all our data. Thanks for your help."


They all return back to the Loud House. SCP-1765-EN all teleport back to SCP-PRM-001's Area-37.

"Oh, by the way. We took back an anomaly with us."

The Loud siblings are left confused at what just happened.

"I thought those "sisters" would be an Avengers level threat, but apparently I was wrong."

"What makes you say that, Linky?"

"I have to be the middle man and manage a web of conflicts generated by 10 of you. It's hard-enough dealing with your capriciousness normally, but add anomalous powers, especially reality warping ones…"

"I see your point. You wouldn't even survive 11 minutes."

In SCP-PRM-001…

A crystal statue drops into a magnetically suspended lead box.

"So, what are we going to do now?"

"We're going to leave. You?"

"Haven't decided yet."

Area-37's time reverts back to normal. The spacetime anomalies in Sectors A, B, and D are back to the state before SCP-1765-EN arrived.

"Are we free?"

SCP-1765-2-EN teleports in front of them.

"Nope! You're just under new management! You are all my test subjects now!"

"NO!"

SCP-1765-1-EN and SCP-1765-3-EN appear to vanish from sight.

"How interesting. I wanted to teach them about how the mind works. Never thought that they would teach me something about myself…"


Secondary reports:

TLH-001: Object Class: Euclid, Threat Level: Yellow

TLH-002: Non-anomalous

TLH-003: Object Class: Apollyon, Threat Level: Red, Special Properties: Violent

TLH-004: Object Class: Keter, Threat Level: Blue

TLH-005: Object Class: Euclid, Threat Level: Green, Special Properties: Compulsory, Relativistic

TLH-006: Non-anomalous

TLH-007: Object Class: Keter, Threat Level: Yellow, Special Properties: Violent, Regenerative

TLH-008: Object Class: Safe, Threat Level: Orange, Special Properties: Cognitohazard

TLH-009: Non-anomalous

TLH-010: Object Class: Safe, Threat Level: Black, Special Properties: Reality Warper

TLH-011: Object Class: Euclid, Threat Level: Blue