SCP-5179-O, taken by image capture drone on ██/██/2021
Mission Code Name: Operation "Green Martyr"
Related SCP: SCP-5179
Mobile Task Force Resources Involved: Ten (10) Members of MTF-Lambda-5 "White Rabbits"
Date: 4/12/2021
Mission Summary: On 4/8/2021, D-3928 was ordered to open SCP-5179 while equipped with a trans-planal locator. Upon opening SCP-5179, D-3928 disappeared, as did the locator. Signal was lost for approximately 15 seconds, before reconnecting on plane 194382.-49210. After attending personnel confirmed D-3928's vitals, Internal Security assets amnesticized all personnel present. Research Administration approved an expedition to determine the nature of the plane, and attempt recovery of the 14 personnel lost to SCP-5179.
Communications established! Plane location: 194382, -49210
GM-1: Mic check everyone, control do you read me?
GM-2: Check, Two standing by.
GM-5: Five checking in!
GM Control: We read you One, what do you see?
GM-3, 4. 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10 confirm communications
GM-1: We're in a desert- a really big one at that. No visual on any lost personnel. Fritz, you're a traveler. Does this place look familiar?
GM-7: Aye, this is the outback! Good ol' Australia!
GM-4: No way-
GM-1: Control, we on Earth?
GM Control: No, at least not ours. We read you on a different plane.
GM-1: All right, orders?
GM Control: Set up shop men. Stay safe.
END LOG
Communications established! Plane location: 194382, -49210
Control: GM-1 do you copy?
GM-1: Yup.
A fire can be heard in the background
Control: Please tell me you didn't burn the tents down
GM-1: Negative. We just caught a kangaroo. Better than we expected!
Control: You were sent with supplies.
GM-1: Fritz and I convinced everyone that use of rations was not needed ma'am.
GM-3: Damn this is good.
GM-1: What she said.
Control: Status of your teammates?
GM-2: Fine and dandy!
GM-10: Alright, I guess.
GM-4: Full.
A chuckle is heard from GM-1's microphone
Control: Well, as long as it's saving food nothing's against protocol.
GM-7: You eggheads getting us out soon?
Control: We're trying, don't worry. We don't leave men behind.
GM-1: Hey, 8. I'm gonna go talk to control in private. Keep them in line.
GM-8: Yessir.
Audio feed is disconnected for approximately two minutes, before being reestablished in the GM command tent.
GM-1: Don't believe them, they're restless. Basantes and Cynthia almost had a fistfight this morning. They think you left us here.
Control: We'll get you out. Don't worry.
END LOG
Communications Established! Plane location: 194382, -49210
GM-8: Ma'am.
Control: Where's GM-1?
GM-8: Oh. He went out with David and Mabel to find more kangaroos. Kangari?
Control: It's kangaroos John.
GM-8: I knew it!
A rustling comes from inside GM-8's tent. Behind him, GM-6 sits up, topless.
GM-6: John who are you talking to?
GM-8: Shit-
END LOG
Communications Established! Plane location: 194382, -49210
GM-1: Sorry about that, looks like John wasn't the best 2iC after all.
Control: It's alright. I assume they've been reprimanded?
GM-1: Of course.
GM-7: No spanking though!
GM-1: Fritz shut the hell up.
GM-2 laughs loudly
GM-10: Man wonder how long the two were doing it for?
GM-8: Not your business.
GM-1: Knock it off you two.
Control: Alright, I'll check in this afternoon as usual.
GM-1: Roger that.
END LOG
Two days later, the communication line was reestablished.
Communications Established! Plane location: 194382, -49210
Control: Control to Green Martyr, requesting status ove-
A muffled digging can be heard from outside the control tent
GM-1: Cynthia's dead.
Control: Come again?
GM-1: Sorry, GM-3 is dead. We found a snake bite on her leg, so there's our cause of death.
Control: Copy that, bury the body nearby.
GM-1: Way ahead of you. Are we delaying the expedition?
Control: Negative, finding an exit is your priority. Gear up and head out ASAP.
END LOG
At 5:00 AM GST, 4/9/2021, GM-2 (Technical) GM-4 (Medical 1), and GM-8 (Team 2iC) began an exploratory mission inside SCP-5179-O. After being gone for 24 hours without communication, they were assumed to have been caught in a dust storm. After a further 48 hours, all 3 operatives were filed as MIA.
Communications Established! Plane location: 194382, -49210
Control: Comms open.
GM-1: Glad you came ma'am.
Control: Of course.
A makeshift funeral is being held for the three missing members, and GM-3
GM-10: Anyone remember when Alistar blew up that renaissance fair in Three Portlands?
GM-1: How could I forget?
GM-10: Took eight hours of convincing to keep her in the team.
GM-1: Yeah. It was a cult recruitment drive though.
GM-7: Gonna miss John. He owed me eighty bucks.
Control: He owed me ninety!
GM-5: Maxim… the poor kid. This was his first mission right?
GM-9: Yeah, first and last
Several members laugh nervously.
GM-1: Well, it's late. Let's get some sleep.
Control: Nighty night boys.
END LOG
Communications Established! Plane location: 194382, -49210
GM-1: "Hey boss.
Control: You doing alright?
GM-1: Yeah… Callie took it hard though, I'm worried. We all are, they don't seem to trust you to get us out.
Control: I know, Randomir. You guys find anything on your end?
GM-1: Nah. Cal heard some rustling over there in the brush though. Mi-
A gunshot is heard, GM-1's vitals flatline.
Control: Green Martyr team, do you read? GM team, do you read? Fuck!
Feed cuts out as GM team's communicator is hit by a stray round.
END LOG
Communications Established! Plane location: 194382, -49210
Feed reappears, this time via GM-5's tablet.
Control: Green Martyr, do you read me?
GM-5: Loud and clear. Unfortunately, Fritz Mason Callie and I are all that's left.
Control: Where are the others?
GM-5: The D-Class who found this place showed up about 30 minutes ago, must've found his body cause he was wearing -8's gear. Before we realized what was happening he'd hit -1 straight in the skull. -9 tried to run, but he didn't get far before he went down too. -6 took him down after that.
Control: Dammit.
GM-5: Ma'am are we gonna make it home?
Control: I'm not gonna lie to you, things are looking bad. But I'll be with you all the way.
GM-5: Thanks doc. We won't give up.
GM-10: BOSS! WE FOUND SOMETHING!
GM-10 enters the tent
GM-5: What is it?
GM-10: It's the book!
GM-5: Well open it dumbass.
GM-10 appears in SCP-5179's testing chamber.
GM-5: Control?
Control: It worked. Come on home boys.
END LOG
| Number and Position |
Name and Status |
| GM-1 (Team Leader) |
Randomir Estes | KIA |
| GM-2 (Technical) |
Alistar Taylor | MIA |
| GM-3 (Logistics 1) |
Cynthia Marsche | KIA |
| GM-4 (Medical 1) |
Maxim Rush | MIA |
| GM-5 (Communications) |
Mabel York | RECOVERED |
| GM-6 (Medical 2) |
Callie Mund | RECOVERED |
| GM-7 (Marksman) |
Fritz Kelly | RECOVERED |
| GM-8 (Team 2iC) |
John Basantes | KIA |
| GM-9 (Field Research) |
David D'amico | KIA |
| GM-10 (Logistics 2) |
Kyoko Barton | RECOVERED |
At 18:52 GST, 4/15/2021, an item matching the description was found by GM-10 near the SCP-5179 entry point. When opened, it had the same effect as SCP-5179. However, GM-10 materialized next to SCP-5179 in baseline reality. After personnel were withdrawn, a large-scale research project was approved by Research Director Lundy.
ASSET-LOG: 5179-O-25/06/2021
Research Department: 15 Research Personnel, 1 Mobile lab kit.
EnTS: 20 Engineering Personnel, 15 Excavation Kits, 2 Image Capture Drones.
MTF-Lambda-5: 10 Operatives, 20 cans of pesticide.
Medical Department: 3 medical personnel, 1 foundation psychologist.
As of 02/07/2021, the amount of oil and natural gasses in SCP-5179-O is theorized to provide an unlimited source of fuel for Foundation vehicles. Personnel are to be rotated in and out of SCP-5179-O monthly.
