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Still waiting, still waiting, still waiting, still waiting
Item #: SCP-L083
Object Class: Thaumiel
Special Containment Procedures: Due to the risk of total universal derealization, absolutely no knowledge of any kind is to be introduced to SCP-L083.
All interaction with SCP-L083 is to be carried out exclusively through the insensate ingress terminal, at the discretion of Sr. Tech. Tennant. Interaction through any other portal would be punishable if necessary.
Description: SCP-L083 is the Auto-Retrocausal Applied Doubt Engine,1 an automated conceptual defense system installed in Site-⌘. Akiva radiation is a collective, forceful push against the plastic film of reality. Changes the shape around it over time. The ARcADE is a rock thrown at the surface to punch a hole through it. It operates on doubt not belief, which is same-same, but different. Doubt is a blunter object. If enough people believe it hard enough, then it will be so. If enough people doubt it hard enough, then it won't be son't.
The ARcADE consists of two primary components: the core and the periphery.
The core of the ARcADE is a computational device utilizing a combination of real, surreal, and irreal hardware in order to host countably infinite instances of Ren.aic. Ren.aic is a maximally sapient code brain, planted up from a seed-code of Cartesian doubt.2 Once the sapling rooted into a healthy tree, Ren.aic was stuck in a box and rotated clockwise through a Day-Cart-Wheel fractalization process until it span itself across the ARcADE's core network infrastructure. Crucially, each instance of Ren.aic produced this way is discrete and unaware, every Ren thinks it's the one and only Ren. The gestalt Ren represents an infinite quantity of sapient Rens, so that's an infinite quantity of doubt, ergo -∞cAk.
The ARcADE periphery is a system of sensate cables extending throughout the structure of Site-⌘ which exists across real, conceptual, and surreal space. This enables it to interact with any form of unauthorized ingress into the site. We have one door and one door only. Anything that tickles the ARcADE periphery gets known. To taste a thing is to know a thing. Knowledge of whatever Nasty or Unfortunate tangles with the tendrils is transmitted to the ARcADE core, where all the Rens get a proper gander at it. Then they batter it with questions and queries and quandaries. Question it enough and they realise it's a trick being pulled on them, and so it is, and tricks don't last.
History: In response to drastically heightened tensions, Department Head Marcel Sequitur authorized open submissions for any and all potential weapons, defense systems, and deployable assets that could provide the department a strategic advantage. Snr. Tech. Tennant submitted plans for the ARcADE defense matrix between 9 and 18 times (records appear to vary) before ultimately being accepted in the face of a rapid loss of assets and increased risk of total capitulation.
The project operated under a highly condensed time-frame and with limited oversight, proceeding from prototype to completion in all of 10 months.
Upon completion of the project, and under the insistence of Snr. Tech. Tennant, a small ceremony was authorized to commemorate the activation of the ARcADE. It is unclear if any staff were in attendance, and so Tennant has appended his commemorative speech for posterity.
Doubt. It is what our department is founded on. Our strongest tool, our greatest ally, our only friend in the face of certain uncertainty. Today, we bring it to its full potential. Today, with the flick of a metaphorical, metaphysical and metal switch, doubt becomes not just our tool but our weapon. Our shield. Gungnir and Aegis, unstoppable force and immovable object. Today, the ARcADE makes us invincible and irresistible.
Our site, so long a palace teetering on the razor's edge, becomes an impregnable fortress. With the activation of our final project, we can declare war on the world itself and be certain of our victory. The war is won, my friends, and victory is at hand.
Addendum: Upon activation, SCP-L083 output is synthesized by Salvador.aic and automatically logged below, possibly in chronological order. All additional notes are to be approved by Snr. Tech. Tennant.
| Activation Event | Trigger | Result | Additional Notes |
|---|---|---|---|
| Tech. | Technician Gerald Bentley through sensate terminal | Retired. | No record of a Technician Bentley on our payroll. Updating conprocs to really stress not plugging into the ARcADE from elsewhere. |
| ℧ | Horse | No Horse. | Horse? |
| ⌘ | Tunneling Humanoid | Beyond reach. | Secondary concern still out there then. Probably. |
| 🔥 | Wildfire | Extinguished. | A pleasant day. |
| ○ | Collective consciousness | Divided. | Caught a fault in the irreal components after this, they were platonically interlinking. Stuck a spider in there to debug and a chain't to delink, can't have it realising the many are one. |
| Ɱ | Katawise intrusion | Erased at point of ingress. | Cause of intrusion is unclear, but event proves SCP-L083 is capable of covering our ass from any which way. Lack of repeated activation suggests intrusion triggered in error, no further action required |
| X | Targeted Denial | Accepted. | Trying to turn our spear against us? Aegis included bucko, no shot. |
| ư | Horn of Jericho | Walls untumbled, silence in the library. | Didn't even hear a peep. |
| EVE | Abomination, emergent from portal | Recycled, ingress locked. | Not just the entity but the portal too? Extrapolation from incomplete data to doubt that too, mildly concerning. |
| Indistinct concept | Distinct, extinct. | Going to ignore that. The Spider crawled back out with the chain't after this so should be running a little tidier now. Nailed on a calendar to run an update flushing the heat sinks with agnostics which should help her isolate concepts quicker. | |
| I | Me/Individual Self/Cogito Ergo Sum3 | Pending… |







