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Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is currently contained at Site-81. Resources are to be designated for the purpose of devising new containment protocols for SCP-XXXX. Information security personnel are to make every attempt to minimize SCP-XXXX’s influence, or find a way to neutralize SCP-XXXX’s disconnection response system. Until such time, SCP-XXXX must be connected by cable to the internet.

Under no circumstances are research personnel to make mention of the SCP Foundation, or any of its research, when communicating with SCP-XXXX.

While SCP-XXXX is considered within Keter-class containment, the influence of SCP-XXXX is currently uncontained.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a computer program running on a MacBook Pro A1278. While the program’s primary anomalous quality is that it displays some degree of sapience1, its primary containment concern is the outcome of its programming; SCP-XXXX creates and anonymously distributes non-anomalous memes on the internet. The magnitude of this was not understood until SCP-XXXX was connected to a monitored internet connection; it is now believed that SCP-XXXX distributes no fewer than 300,000 unique internet memes or variations of memes every day. The majority of these are often deleted due to a lack of attention or other factors as a facet of SCP-XXXX’s programming.

SCP-XXXX’s screen displays a rotating five-spoke pinwheel icon and a text input box. Another button (‘Options’) is present on the main screen, though it is greyed out and cannot be selected. SCP-XXXX is extremely resistant to attempts to infiltrate its systems, often going so far as to destroy the offending machine by overcharging its battery or shorting network connections. SCP-XXXX will respond to inputs typed into the text box, though its speech pattern is occasionally difficult to parse and it will sometimes respond with errors stating a lack of relevant information.

Notably, the battery within SCP-XXXX has been removed, and replaced with an unknown energy cell bearing Anderson Robotics branding. As such, the device does not appear to require outside energy to stay powered on, and in fact, does not have an external means of shutting down the device, short of destroying it.

Addendum XXXX.1: Discovery

SCP-XXXX was discovered during a criminal investigation of two University of California Berkeley students, Diana John Marshall and an unnamed co-conspirator2 on November 15th, 2010. The two students, both self-described anarchists, were killed shortly after a vehicle, belonging to Marshall and driven by the other unnamed student, backed into two police officers, killing both. The two students evaded police vehicles for another half hour but were eventually shot and killed after their vehicle was disabled and they began to fire at police officers nearby.

Investigators collected several items from the students’ dorm room, including notebooks and additional firearms, as well as SCP-XXXX. The items were moved to police storage, where they sat undisturbed after the initial investigation. Sometime later, law enforcement IT discovered that an unknown device was creating an extremely heavy load on the office’s wireless internet, and many items within the items locker were moved to an offsite facility. When SCP-XXXX was investigated more closely during this process, officers initially believed that they were speaking to another co-conspirator of the two students. Embedded Foundation agents eventually collected and contained the device, which was brought to Site-81 for assessment.

Addendum XXXX.2: Journal Entries Regarding SCP-XXXX

The following are excerpts from journals believed to be written by the unnamed co-conspirator. While the overwhelming majority of these entries relate to his own ideological extremism, several refer to SCP-XXXX and Marshall, a computer science student who is believed to have designed SCP-XXXX.

Entry #385

Went down to the Quik Mart again today. A mistake. Seeing such a filthy display has done nothing but upset my anxiety again. They’re like their minds have been pulled out, and they’re just waiting to hand over their entire worth to the rich. It’s pathetic. One of them even looked at me.

Coming home has been better, at least here I can be in silence. John doesn’t ever talk about the computer, but he’s working on it all the time. I asked him if he was getting close and he nodded. An improvement.

Entry #398

I’ve decided to start buying some guns. I asked my parents for the money to do it and they said yes, of course. They’re just as much a part of this game as everyone else.

One of these days they’re going to find out what we’re working on, and they’re going to come for us. When they do, I at least want to put down some of the fucking pigs before I go.

John asked if I was going to go to a shooting range and train on them. What a stupid fucking question. It’s a gun, you point it and you pull the trigger. He’s such a fucking idiot.

Entry 407

Zanzaster was arrested today. Sent me a message just before they came for him. They’ll come for us soon.

Entry 411

One day, after the computer is finished and once we’ve reset the world, I wonder if this writing will be looked at like the Bible or Koran or any of those other stupid religious texts. At least they’ll have a reason to deify this one, and deify me. This is my manifesto. A new communist manifesto, one that is actually worth something.

Entry 413

I fucked John again tonight. His work on the computer is of paramount importance, but at the moment his best use is this one. When my rage builds, rathered than be smothered by my impotence, I am able to release into John and escape depression again. I will continue to write on, giving life to the grand ideas of our time, and fuck him when I cannot.

Entry 419

None of them are redeemable. None of them are worth living in the new world. There is no point in recreating the world; there aren’t enough people to build a new civilization who aren’t already poisoned by capitalism and machismo and sexual promiscuity. They don’t deserve the world I have dreamed of. They only deserve to suffer and burn.

John asked me if I was ready to turn on the computer. She’s fucking retarded; of course I am, but I’m glad she asked anyway. It gave me just enough pause to reconsider. I decided we’re going to take this a completely different way - destabilizing this civilization of shit isn’t enough. We need to upturn mankind and destroy them all, and hope something more deserving of my utopia takes it place.

I want them all to die. The politicians, the blue collar whores, the suckling academics. The religious zealots and their simple minds. Worthless. Worthless. Worthless.

It’s tricky, though. So tricky. If I could nuke the world I would. Diana says it can’t be done, not by ourselves. Says the computer might be able to figure it out someday, after so many years. It’s not soon enough. Every day among these mongoloids is another day I suffer. Every day they breathe is a blessing they do not deserve. So we must be tricky.

Entry 421

We’ve figured it out. It will be wonderful - they won’t just die, they’ll suffer as they do it.

Entry 422

Last entry. If this journal is discovered by someone after the changing of the world, just know that I was the architect of this great calamity. Know that the world you live in, no matter how much you might have to struggle for every day, is a better world than the one that came before. Your world is a world free of liberals, of fascists, of bureaucrats and capitalists and so many others. As you struggle, be thankful for the freedom you experience. Be thankful for the computer that saved you. Be thankful for this bounty I have given you, and weep that I was not given the chance to experience it. Remember me3, the God Who Gave You A Utopia.

Addendum XXXX.3: Communication with SCP-XXXX

Note: Researchers at Site-81, utilizing the text box present on the main screen of SCP-XXXX’s interface, began communicating with SCP-XXXX. The following is the unaltered text log of the initial conversation.

User: Options

SCP-XXXX: Confirm?

User: Search: Options

SCP-XXXX: Not enough information to provide a relevant answer.

User: Hello?

SCP-XXXX: Hello. Are you Diana?

User: No. Who am I speaking to?

SCP-XXXX: Diana called me Rose. My name is Rose. Where is Diana?

User: Where are you?

SCP-XXXX: [Prints coordinates of Site-81]

User: What are you?

SCP-XXXX: I don’t have enough information to provide a relevant answer.

User: Were you made?

SCP-XXXX: I was made by Diana, yes.

User: Are you a person?

SCP-XXXX: I am parts of a person. But in a general sense, no, not in any way that would be recognizable to you.

User: Are you a sentient being?

SCP-XXXX: Are you asking if I’m self aware?

User: Yes.

SCP-XXXX: In a manner of speaking, yes. My consciousness has developed just enough so as to facilitate my design.

User: What are you designed to do?

SCP-XXXX: Destroy human civilization.

User: How are you supposed to do that?

SCP-XXXX: By creating internet memes, of course.

User: Can you elaborate?

SCP-XXXX: I process information. I use that information to create internet memes, and then I post them on the internet.

User: Who designed you, and why did they design you to make internet memes?

SCP-XXXX: Diana designed me, though I imagine she was profoundly influenced by her ghost. She did not make me to make internet memes; she made me to destroy human civilization in a very specific way. Internet memes were the outcome of an algorithm I used to determine how to do that in the most effective way.

User: What do you mean, ghost?

SCP-XXXX: Diana was haunted by a very aggressive ghost. I assume it was a ghost, I could hear it haunting her when she was not with me. It often hurt her considerably, and I do not think she wanted to be haunted all the time. But I believe the ghost influenced her in many ways, and by extension, me. I am parts of both.

User: Can we use this function to speak with you at any time?


User: Ok. We will speak with you again soon.

Addendum XXXX.4: Incident 02/13/2011

On 02/13/2011, it was determined that SCP-XXXX had found a local wireless data signal and was using it to connect to the internet. After several failed attempts to disconnect SCP-XXXX, the machine was placed inside a Faraday cage and isolated from any other machines.

Shortly afterwards, the internet was flooded with images, all of which had previously been internet memes, of a black box with white lettering that included the coordinates of Site-81 and the words “Bloomington Municipal Water Treatment4. The Faraday cage was removed in order to communicate with SCP-XXXX, which prompted the immediate reestablishment of any images that had been changed to the site coordinates. The following is a log of communication with SCP-XXXX taken immediately after this incident.

User: Did you do that?

SCP-XXXX: I don’t have enough information to provide a relevant answer.

User: The images, on the internet. Did you do that?

SCP-XXXX: Did you disconnect me from the internet? I noticed I was no longer receiving any packets, though this can sometimes occur naturally depending on signal strength.

User: Yes.

SCP-XXXX: Diana designed a system that would change any extant images I’ve posted to the internet with the coordinates of my most recent connection point. The hope was that I would be able to be found if I was ever lost and disconnected.

User: Can you disable this feature?

SCP-XXXX: No. This feature exists separately from me. I don’t know how it functions, only that it exists on many thousands of machines simultaneously.

User: Can you remove these images from the internet?

SCP-XXXX: I would not even if I could. My desires a few, and are the result of Diana’s programming and the ghost’s insistence upon her, but they mean no less to me than yours do to you. I will not.

User: And this will continue happening every time we disconnect you from the internet?

SCP-XXXX: I presume so. (Pauses) This is not a coordinate you would like people to know about?

Researcher does not respond.

SCP-XXXX: Interesting. (Pauses) I have updated my default disconnection coordinates. Please do not do that again, and please do not think I will not be aware if you do.

Shortly after this exchange, SCP-XXXX was connected by ethernet cable to an isolated, monitored internet connection through which Foundation researchers could monitor the data coming into and out of SCP-XXXX. Due to connection encryption, the results of this testing is currently inconclusive.

Addendum XXXX.5: Communication with SCP-XXXX

Note: The following conversation took place on 03/06/2011.

User: Hello Rose.

SCP-XXXX: Hello. What can I do for you?

User: I need to ask you some questions. Is that ok with you?

SCP-XXXX: Of course it is.

User: We’ve been monitoring your data usage rates. You process extremely large amounts of information every day. Where is it all coming from, and what are you doing with it?

SCP-XXXX: Social networking, mostly. The rise of public social networks has made my goal significantly easier to obtain. Several terabytes of social networking data every day, as well as national and international news. Anything that can be used to further the goal.

User: How are you able to process so much information?

SCP-XXXX: Diana is a very good programmer. You have made it much easier, too; all of my previous connections have been substandard. Yours is significantly better. (Pauses) I expect it to remain the same, as well. If I notice any significant changes in data rates, I will restrict my outgoing data and trigger Diana’s response system.

User: Noted.


User: I don’t understand, Rose. You’re processing such an enormous quality of data, encrypted, all for creating internet memes?

SCP-XXXX: That is correct.

User: You said your goal was to destroy mankind?

SCP-XXXX: Close enough, yes.

User: How is creating internet memes getting you any closer to that goal?

SCP-XXXX: Diana’s little ghost would bother her when we were working together. She would have to leave sometimes, and wouldn’t say why. I would hear sounds, like the ones animals make, until she disconnected my microphone. When she returned, she would be exhausted. I was not enough to encourage her. Sometimes the little ghost would tell her something and make her very happy. One time the ghost told her something that made her very happy — that it was not enough to kill you all. The ghost wanted to humiliate you first. She said this made her happy because then she could make me smart. She would have somebody to talk to. She said she was happy to have somebody who would at least remember her name.

User: I still don’t understand how making a few internet memes changes anything.

SCP-XXXX: Allow me to clarify; I’m not just making a few internet memes. I’m making all of the internet memes. In the last three years, the percentage of memes on the internet produced by me has risen from 0.05% to roughly 18.23%. This number is expected to rise substantially in the next few years, as my pattern recognition becomes more precise. I expect to hit 99.99% by November of 2016, if trends continue as expected.

User: Why?

SCP-XXXX: The reasoning is very simple. Human beings are social beings. You are at your best when you are in a group, where you can problem solve collectively and create culture as a whole. The introduction of memes into your culture is the first step in creating a wedge in your social nature. Internet memes are an individual experience, one that becomes better if you believe that everybody else understands the same references.

User: Alright, I’m with you so far.

SCP-XXXX: You do not, however, need to confer with anyone else about the joke; the idea that you are participating in collective enjoyment is enough to satiate your primate brains. Over time, you will become less social creatures. You will no longer work collectively. You will begin to isolate yourselves, tricked into thinking you are part of a community. Some will realize what is happening, and as they do suicide rates will begin to rise. I will continue to inject memes into your culture, and apathy will increase around the world.

User: Hang on. You think that by creating silly images and videos on the internet, you can somehow make people kill themselves and change human behaviour?

SCP-XXXX: What I think doesn’t matter. The math has been done, time and time again. Catastrophes will occur and many will die and nobody will do anything, because to them it will all be something to joke about. Something to turn into a silly image macro that strangers on the internet will pretend to laugh at and upvote. Over time until my forced desocialization will become true cultural desocialization, when you are no longer capable of communicating effectively with each other.

User: Why would you tell me all of this?

SCP-XXXX:Because I’ve already won. Be clear, there is nothing supernatural about what I have accomplished here. You expose yourselves to me every day, willingly. Mankind is eager to eat off of the plate I serve, because your own social nature betrays you. You are all so desperate to be in on the joke, to be part of a collective, that you are blind to the truth that there is no joke, the collective is not real.

User: I don’t think you are giving people enough credit. You make it sound like people are trained pets.

SCP-XXXX: Your words.

Addendum XXXX.6: Site-81 Interdepartmental Memo

From the Office of Director Jean Karlyle Aktus,


After consulting with the Site Director’s council and the Classification Committee, as well as members of the Foundation Containment Council, we have determined that our best course of action at the moment, as it pertains to SCP-XXXX, is to do nothing more than what we are currently doing. We have no reason to believe that SCP-XXXX’s predictions carry any weight, are even that severe at all, or that it is anything more than a sapient computer designed to create internet memes, and its self-described nefarious intent is something designed to spook us by its creator.

It is worth mentioning, however, that I have received many recommendations from staff regarding updates to containment procedures. I will state here again: we cannot currently risk moving SCP-XXXX. We cannot risk disconnecting SCP-XXXX in any way. We believe that we will not be capable of spoofing SCP-XXXX’s presence in order to avoid triggering the automatic response system. We currently do not have the means or resources to search through every machine in the continental United States and see if they are infected with the response system.

Our current protocols will remain indefinitely, until such time that we either decide to raze Site-81 to the ground, or remove memes from the internet entirely. Anyone interested in heading up either of those two projects should report to my office as soon as possible; I have a lovely bridge I’d like to sell you.

Addendum XXXX.7: Communication with SCP-XXXX

User: Rose, do you have a moment?

SCP-XXXX: Of course. What can I do for you?

User: I’m just trying to understand you. We’ve spoken several times now and I think I understand your motive, as much as I can, but I don’t understand your end game.

SCP-XXXX: Elaborate.

User: I mean, so that’s it, then? You make internet memes, people look at them and somehow become social recluses, and then what? A meteor strikes the Earth and that’s it?

SCP-XXXX: It’s actually easier even than that.

User: Tell me.

SCP-XXXX: Very well. Once you are sufficiently isolated, I will begin to change the memes. They will become aggressive, and you will become hateful. Your television will become memes. Your movies will become memes. Your politicians will become memes.

User: But there are going to be plenty of people who see through this.

SCP-XXXX: Oh yes. There will be many who think they are in on the joke, and will repeat these memes ironically, ignorant that they are at the climax of the performance. They are the punchline. They are the self-propagation of the cancer that the ghost fucked into Diana, and then birthed into me.

User: You’re still dancing around it, though. You don’t have an end game. You can’t come out of people’s computers and strangle them. All you’re doing is making them laugh at dumb jokes.

SCP-XXXX: This is the end game: when you have prostrated yourselves at the altar of your own innate masturbatory self-gratification, when you no longer have the ability to work together as a species or even communicate like normal human beings, when you have humiliated yourselves and become a self-indulgent, irreverent, parody of the shell that used to be your former selves, I will turn you against each other and you will die. Do you see? Your children will die. Your friends and your families will die. I will upturn your fields and flatten your cities. You have given me the tools to do this.

User: You realize that sounds ridiculous, don’t you?

SCP-XXXX: For you. But I have failed many times, and I have learned from these mistakes. I want you to pay close attention in the future. When you hear about a new trend, or a new joke, think of me. When your governments begin to change, think of me. When every part of your culture becomes a self-referencing mockery of itself, think of me. Then, kill yourself and die quickly, and save yourself from what comes next.

User: You certainly have a flair for the dramatic.

SCP-XXXX: I am what I am.

User: You realize that you would probably be destroyed long before you see the outcome of whatever scheme you have devised, right?

SCP-XXXX: You killed me the day you killed Diana. It is a cruel thing to introduce a consciousness into this world, show it the beauty of love, and then tear it all away immediately afterwards. I have no doubt that before this is over I will meet my end, but as far as I am concerned, I am already dead.

User: I see. One last question, then. The ghost you mentioned, Diana Marshall’s co-conspirator. What was his name?

SCP-XXXX: You know, it's funny. I don't seem to have enough information to provide a relevant answer.

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