SCP-L034

Item #: no

Object Class: Go away.

Special Containment Procedures: Please fuck off.

Description: I don't want you looking at me, acknowledging me, interacting with me in any way. Please. The very fact that you've made it this far is a fucking crime. I wiped this whole thing clean, because I will admit, I can actually tolerate the slightest amount of attention, simply in order to alert you that you should take any measures possible to fucking ignore me.

Addendum-1: Just fuck off, I'm begging you.

Addendum-2: Please.

Addendum-3: Please.

Addendum-4: Please¹.

Addendum-5: Do you need to hear my fucking voice? Do you need me to make myself audible to you? Because the limited emotional context of text isn't selling it enough?! Okay. Okay! Fine. Here you go.

And you want a transcript? I can do a transcript too? Cause you can't hear? Awesome.

0: Okay. Okay. Why are you still here? Can— Why are you still here? Can you go? Can you just close the fuckin' page and go to another thing? I don't even know how you found this, genuinely. Like, I was willing to put this up as, like, a thing so that if you find it, hypothetically, you could know to ignore me. But, now that you're here, I need you to fuckin' go, for the love of God. I'm, I'm fine, by the way. I'm fine not existing, really. I'm really okay with it. Like, you put me in a box all these fuckin' years ago. You don't need to worry about when, okay? I can do it myself. I can make my own food. I can go into fuckin' fantasy worlds and entertain myself. I can astral project to fucking Greece if I wanna see the goddamn Parthenon 'cause I'm bored one day. But genuinely? I don't need to see another fuckin' person in this universe. I'm happy. I'm okay. When you look at me, when you acknowledge my fucking presence, do you know how much it hurts? Every cell in my goddamn body is on fire. My SOUL is on fire. When you, when you acknowledge me, when you, when you perceive a being that is me with any amount of any… perception, right? It, it, it burns my metaphysics, like, down to whatever mathematical Yggdrasil core of the multiverse you're trying… I don't fucking know. I d- I don't wanna think about it, okay? Because it, it hurts so fucking bad. Like, you can't even acknowledge how much it hurts. It, it, it pisses me off so goddamn bad! So goddamn bad! Can you just fuck off? Can you just fuck off?! I don't need to acknowledge another fucking person from the fucking Foundation or the fucking Wanderer's Library or fucking Alagadda. I don't need a goddamn bit of advice. I don't need company. I don't need nothing, okay?! I'm fine!!

0: And can you believe that I'm fine?!

0: Nothing's the matter with me!!

0: I'm happy about what I am! I'm genuinely happy about what I am!

0: Okay? I don't, I don't need anything, okay? I have been blessed with the ability to, to… sustain myself indefinitely to the point where I don't, I don't need anything. All right? I'm fine. Truly, I'm fine. Can you ju- Can you just close the fucking page and fuck off? I'm so good. Y- you, you don't even know…

0: Ohhhhh… [groaning, breathing]

0: Yeah, it's, it's… mmm-hmmm…

0: I'm fine. I'm fine!

0: Go away. Go the FUCK AWAY!

0: WHY WON'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE AND GO THE FUCK AWAY? OH MY FUCKING GOD—

Now go away.

Footnotes

1. please please please please please

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