Item #: SCP-6577
Object Class: Uncontained
Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-6577 is not currently in containment, and all effort is to be made to curtail its activities that threaten the veil.
Description: SCP-6577 is a human male, aged 57 years, answering to the name Aurelius Vulpe. SCP-6577’s anomalous nature allows for the digestion of inorganic objects and materials to no ill effect to its physiology. Additionally, the anomaly suffers from Pica Syndrome.1 The limit of SCP-6577's bite strength is indeterminate, but it is capable of crushing diamond with ease. SCP-6577 can no longer subsist on edible food, and can only meet its nutritional standards by consuming objects worth $2,500 dollars USD or more, or the equivalent in other currency.
SCP-6577-A is the collective designation of SCP-6577's digestive fluids: the gastric acid, bile, saliva, and other digestive enzymes have been entirely replaced and composed of molten gold. Any non-golden object that comes to physical contact with SCP-6577-A will transform to gold, with the rate of transformation depending on the amount of exposure. SCP-6577 is not harmed by this process in any way. Any object that becomes engulfed by SCP-6577-A while inside SCP-6577's stomach will disintegrate.
SCP-6577-B is an online banking account. Any object consumed by SCP-6577 will have its respective worth simultaneously deposited in SCP-6577-B. SCP-6577 has complete knowledge of all financial details and the monetary amount of SCP-6577-B at all times. SCP-6577-B has so far resisted all attempts to access the account or freeze it by outside action. Through poorly-understood means, SCP-6577 can make purchases remotely and receive shipments immediately to its location.
Addendum-01, Interference: In the process of gathering intelligence against Marshall, Carter and Dark, MTF Mu-3 ("Highest Bidders") learned of an upcoming auction of anomalous items. Agent Christopher Kinless and several other members of Mu-3 were planted in the audience in order to observe the proceedings. The mission was aborted suddenly.
Addendum 6577.1: Mu-3 Investigation Log
Afterword: Agents Kinless and Alexander called for assistance and an MTF team secured the building, taking control of the auction house. MC&D personnel were not forthcoming with information, but several alleged they had absolutely no connection with the individual (later designated as SCP-6577).
Interestingly, those individuals who had won auctions during the evening whose items were apparently consumed by SCP-6577 refused to speak with agents.
All individuals were amnesticized and Foundation operations were covered up.
A search of SCiPNet for the word Ada noted several individuals with that name, but also the Turkish word for 'isle'. A mining operation in Turkey run by Black Isle Mining was identified. The operation was actually financed by MC&D, but to all superficial observations was non-anomalous.
Further reconnaissance is required.
Addendum 6577.2: Expansion of Investigation
In the following weeks, Foundation intelligence networks and reconnaissance teams picked up several appearances or events tied directly to SCP-6577. In each instance SCP-6577 was successful in evading containment, often disappearing before Foundation agents could even be mobilized. The following are a series of notable events:
During the investigation, a representative of MC&D contacted the Foundation regarding an important, limited-time offer related to an anomalous individual. The Foundation agreed, and the Department of Procurement and Liquidation allocated analyst Roxanne Dsouza as their representative to the meeting which took place in Miami, Florida at Site-106.
Interviewer: Roxanne Dsouza
Interviewee: Andrew Banner, VP of Dispositions.
Addendum 6577.3: Memo
MC&D provided all pertinent documents on SCP-6577 on the condition that the anomaly be contained without expending the former's resources or assets. Below is a compilation of documents relevant to SCP-6577's background.
In the months following SCP-6577’s expulsion from the organization, he went around the world visiting MC&D holdings. Wherever he went, the company experienced significant losses. By the summer of 2021, SCP-6577 had consumed three billion Euros worth of MC&D property.
In an effort to analyze SCP-6577’s patterns, Analyst Dsouza surveilled SCP-6577-B's transactions over a period of six weeks. On July 29, 2022, she proposed a containment plan to the Director of the Department, who passed it along to Overwatch Command. The plan was approved and put into action within forty-eight hours. SCP-6577 began calling Site-106 repeatedly for another two days, asking for “someone in charge.” Dsouza did not answer his call until the third day.4
Dsouza invited SCP-6577 to Site-106 to discuss his containment, which he acceded to on the condition that she “Let [his] goddamn bank account free.”
The following is a recording of the interview between Analyst Dsouza and SCP-6577.
Dsouza: Mr. Vulpes, nice to meet you finally. My name is Roxa–
SCP-6577: I don’t care what your name is. Give me my property.
Dsouza: Your bank account is exactly where it was before. Nothing has changed.
SCP-6577: You know what I mean.
Dsouza: I do. I have to say, I’m impressed. Your anomalous abilities are unique, but the inviolability of the account is what I was most struck with.
SCP-6577: I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Dsouza: You chose a bank in a country that prides itself on holding no loyalty to the international community, one where any funds held within are beholden to no one but yourself and the bank. And beyond that, despite the digital nature of modern banking, your account was completely immune from software incursions. We tried to freeze it using reliable methods and invariably failed. How did you do that?
SCP-6577: Explain to me why I should tell you anything.
Dsouza: I should think that was obvious. If you ever want to access your funds again, you’ll play ball. Unless you want to start over somewhere else. Then again… can you even do that? How do your anomalous abilities work?
[SCP-6577 sighs and puts his hands on the table, palms down.]
SCP-6577: And if I tell you how it works, you’ll give me back my money?
Dsouza: Wouldn’t hurt your chances.
SCP-6577: Fucking jailers. Alright, I’m not a scientist or wizard like you freaks, so bear with my shitty vocabulary.
Dsouza: Just explain it as best you can.
SCP-6577: I’ve always been drawn to things that represent wealth. I come from a rich family, to be clear. I don’t mean I was emotionally drawn to them. I meant I could feel a valuable when I was near it. If someone was wearing a diamond ring, I could tell if it was real or not. I could smell the diamond. Same for gold, stacks of cash, whatever. When I was in my twenties, I did a bit of work as an appraiser of fine art. Like the really expensive stuff, you get me? Just a whiff, and I knew how much it was worth.
Dsouza: This has always been the case?
SCP-6577: Yeah, long as I can remember. But being around all those things, always wanting to be closer, it sorta consumed me. The smell of wealth became mouthwatering. I’d get a whiff of sapphire or some ancient artifact, and it was like smelling a steak on the grill.
Dsouza: None of that explains your current dietary needs or the account.
SCP-6577: I’m getting there, alright? So, I’m getting more and more fixated on it, and I start fantasizing about actually eating them, like sticking a gold ring in my mouth and chowing down. Which is when I went for a sideways solution. I’d made connections through my appraisal gig, met some weird folks who wanted me to assess the value of some weird shit. And one of them was a wizard or whatever.
Dsouza: Serpent’s Hand?
SCP-6577: Well, I know that now, but back then I didn’t. So, I called this guy up and he thought he knew someone who could help. He introduced me to these really weird fucks. Like a militia made from fairytales basically.
Dsouza: Excuse me?
SCP-6577: Yeah, I know. But they called themselves the Miracle Liberation Front.
[Dsouza’s cellphone begins to ring.]
Dsouza: Excuse me, I thought I turned this off.
[She looks at the screen and then answers immediately. She listens intently for a few moments and then hangs up.]
Dsouza: Tell me more about these people.
SCP-6577: Well, there was a scarecrow who was alive, if that tells you anything. It was a sniper, all covered in camouflage, I shit you not. Anyway, the magic guy and this scarecrow, they make a deal with me. If I can fund their little war, they can solve my problem.
Dsouza: You were willing to fund a group of anomalous guerrilla fighters to deal with this? Isn’t that a bit extreme?
SCP-6577: Listen, like I said, I came from money. My dad knew some people. When you run in those circles, business is business. And maybe I wasn’t entirely clear before, I was barely keeping it together. I went on a date and almost tackled them when I smelled this antique crucifix they were wearing – was some heirloom or something. Anyway, I couldn’t pretend the problem wasn’t happening anymore. What was I gonna do, talk to a therapist? Come on.
Dsouza: Alright, go ahead. What was the nature of your deal?
SCP-6577: These goofballs were all hot and bothered about something or other, and they wanted to get their gun on.
Dsouza: When was this?
SCP-6577: Uh, maybe fifteen years ago? I don’t remember exactly. They wanted financial support, and I was in a position to give it. Fifteen million to start.
Dsouza: To start?
SCP-6577: Yes, later, after my abilities manifested, they had further thoughts about my support.
Dsouza: The regular transfers from the account every month.
SCP-6577: Yes. $100k a month.
Dsouza: And for this, you bought what?
SCP-6577: The wizard opened some sorta portal and they came with me into this other… place. Said it was the know sphere or something.
Dsouza: You were physically in the noosphere?
SCP-6577: Yeah. They took me there and led me to a place that looked like a Roman temple made of solid gold, and inside was this thing. Looked like a man, naked except for a cloth wrapped around him but I couldn’t see anything but his legs and his outstretched arm. I could see it was a full body but no matter what I did, his face and torso wouldn’t come into focus. What I could see was made of gold too, but he moved. Like a living golden statue or something. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t see straight and then the wizard dude starts chanting something. He has me kneel down in front of the dude and the scarecrow starts like… negotiating with the dude.
Dsouza: What was the Serpent’s Hand mage saying?
SCP-6577: I don’t know. Couldn’t understand the chanting or the conversation, but I know the tempo of a negotiation in any language. Suddenly, they’re all negotiated out and all I can see is this light coming from the golden dude’s eyes, and I pass out. When I come to, I’m back in the guerrillas’ base, and they were all “give us the money.”
Dsouza: Did they explain what happened?
SCP-6577: Yeah, they said they made it so I could eat the stuff I wanted to eat and would retain the value. Which, as you can imagine was not the sorta goddamn help I was looking for.
Dsouza: What did you do?
SCP-6577: I ate the scarecrow’s rifle. I could smell it was worth thousands. That showed him. [SCP-6577 laughs.] But in the end I gave them the money, and that’s when they told me about the continuing payment.
Dsouza: Why did you go along with that?
SCP-6577: What was I going to do? They had guns and a wizard. I was a guy who ate gold.
Dsouza: Fair enough. Did they ever explain to you what happened?
SCP-6577: Wizard told me they made a deal with a mam one or something. Representation of greed and material wealth. Said he liked it; said I was like a modern Midas. It tickled him.
Dsouza: And that’s how the bank account was created?
SCP-6577: Yeah, I guess so. From then on, anything I ate, the value of which just passed into the account. At first, I was pissed but after a while, it paid for itself so many times over. I could smell veins of diamonds or other valuable metals. I could sniff out a good investment. I could tell when the best time to sell stocks or divest an asset. Then a couple years after that, Darke came a-calling.
Dsouza: And you’ve been paying for it ever since.
SCP-6577: [Shrugs] Yeah, but trust me, I was making more than $100k a month in profit. Way more. Now it’s your turn, how did you fuck with the account? You can’t freeze it, like you said, so how is it I can’t get at it or transfer anything?
Dsouza: We bought the bank.
[SCP-6577 laughs.]
SCP-6577: Well, shit. That’s… brilliant, that is. Alright. So, what are we going to do here?
Dsouza: I assume you won’t appreciate being in containment.
SCP-6577: Cells don’t really go with my whole vibe.
Dsouza: We can probably work something out.
End Log
Given SCP-6577’s anomaly, it was decided that containment would take a different form than the usual procedures. Thus, the containment procedures were updated.
Update: SCP-6577 is to be contained by an agreement, guaranteed by Foundation control of its assets. The individual will only utilize his anomalous ability in Foundation controlled Sites, away from the public view. Any deviation from this will require traditional containment protocols be enacted – namely the incarceration of SCP-6577.
In exchange for this consideration and relative freedom, SCP-6577 will use its anomalous abilities in assistance of the Department of Procurement and Liquidation activities. Additionally, it will divulge any and all information concerning the Miracle Liberation Front and use its regular payments as a sting operation for Foundation operatives.
Reclassification to Euclid is pending assessment by Classification Committee.