Item #: SCP-6818
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6818 is contained within a Class-II Animal Enclosure modified to accommodate the current seven 6818-BIO specimens approved for cohabitation. Instructions for the feeding and maintenance of specific instances can be found in Document 4Y-59306.
Requests for testing require Request Form 6818-A to be completed and sent to the Head Researcher for approval.
Description: SCP-6818 is a composite organism displaying the features of multiple animals. Base body plan matches that of the family ursidae,1 but with purple fur and a cream colored underbelly. Hands and feet are hairless and match that of a human's, with a larger and thicker structure to accommodate the anomaly's size and weight. Certain areas on the circumference of the wrists and ankles display complete tissue connection, while others feature evidence of stitching. The skull of SCP-6818 is exposed and matches that of an adult Canis lupus.2 Entity lacks sensory organs but exhibits full perceptive capabilities as though they were present. SCP-6818 has shown no need for sustenance or sleep.
A 33cm by 25.4cm section of SCP-6818's chest features a stylized logo of the "太" kanji and the letter "T." This section can partially detach, revealing it to be the underside of a container stored within the chest cavity of the anomaly. When detached, the section remains suspended by two strings connected to the interior of SCP-6818's chest cavity. Inside this container are various hand tools3 capable of modifying living organisms when used by SCP-6818. Subjects altered by SCP-6818 in this way are designated 6818-BIO.
SCP-6818 is sapient and capable of speech, but relays information using obfuscated vocabulary and will often enter a trance-like state if repeatedly asked to clarify its wording. The anomaly will listen to commands given to it regarding the modification of organisms, but if allowed complete freedom towards alterations it will create extreme morphological changes to the specimen.
When SCP-6818 is in the presence of at least six instances of 6818-BIO, it will sit and remain inert, only resuming activity if instructed to do so or if the number of nearby living 6818-BIO decreases.
Discovery: SCP-6818 was retrieved from an unregistered production facility operated by JOICL,4 which was abandoned at the time of discovery. The anomaly was found seated within a supply room, made to resemble a tsubo-niwa5 constructed from multiple modified organisms. SCP-6818 was brought into containment without issue.
Test Log:
Interview:
Dr. Gowler: Hello there.
SCP-6818: Good morning.
Dr. Gowler: Before we begin, do you have any name you would prefer to be called? If not, you will be referred to as SCP-6818.
SCP-6818: There was never a name, not really. Just a feeling. Though it is not my feeling. Or, maybe it is mine, now. Hmm…
Dr. Gowler: Could you describe this feeling? Who did it belong to?
SCP-6818: It was his, but it was different then. Now, it feels… hollow. In the physical sense, a hollow feeling in the body, wind blowing within the cavity. Somewhere to put chimes, bells. The feeling changes when I apply, when I work, when I craft. I feel a warmth, then.
Dr. Gowler: How would you describe him? What was his feeling?
SCP-6818: Hate, stemmed from fear. His own insecurities, blossoming out and within, twisting the world around him, hundreds of needles centered on his core. His head hung like a tumor attached to a thread, writhing with shattered glass and wasps. But he loved the art, solving the problems presented to him. Taichi loved to create.
Dr. Gowler: What were you to him?
SCP-6818: I was his toolbox, a catalyst to channel his vision through.
Dr. Gowler: What was Taichi's experience working for the company? Working with coworkers?
SCP-6818: Walking down the maw of a beast, trudging through its viscous gullet while breathing in the aerosolized venom. The joy of creation outweighed the pain of digestion, pulling him to deeper, darker places. His voice often excised itself in the presence of others, barely able to cough up a sound. Adrian was different; Adrian… liked… loved…. Talented, and charming. He was a warm light to Taichi, a friend. But Taichi would not reach out further. Fear; fear of dragging his friend down with him. He did not want to be a burden.
Dr. Gowler: What led to your autonomous nature?
SCP-6818: He was filled with a mania one night, a drive to break away and become independent. He drew logos, formulated financial plans, a vision of starting his own company. Then… the feelings just… washed away. The storm within dissipated, allowing rationality to shine through. He could not continue this way, this job, this life; for it was not living, not breathing. He could not continue, as he realized what would happen if he did. He walked away from the company, his passion. He left me behind, and so I grew hands.
Dr. Gowler: What would've happened if he stayed?
SCP-6818: He would have fallen into the hole of his caved in head.