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Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Keter Neutralised

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(Concept: Small blue man is a faerie creature who can telekinetically move around his own cells. He can use this to fly, but his main thing is that he pilots individual detached cells into the mouths of children, allowing him to consume their souls. He can only survive on the souls of children. If he knows someone's name and can see them, he can issue them magically-compelling commands. He escapes Foundation containment through this name-knowing ability, but an implanted tracker microphone(?) allows the Foundation to record a conversation he has shortly before his death. The unknown speaker is another faerie creature, but her power is to make people believe whatever she says, and she kills him by making him believe he wants to eat bread and providing him a bag of presliced bread torn into crouton-sized pieces. He eats most of it before he expires.

Unknown: [monotone] I am a human. You're friendly to me. You trust me. You want to get in the car. [lightly] Hey! You need a ride somewhere, handsome?

SCP-XXXX: Come to think of it, yeah! Take me to a nice hotel. Somewhere luxurious.

[ambient noise consistent with SCP-XXXX having entered the car through the window, the window rolling up, and the driver continuing down [blackbox] Ave. No further speech occurs for approximately fifteen seconds]

SCP-XXXX: What's your name?

Unknown: [monotone] You know my name already. [lightly] What kind of question is that?

SCP-XXXX: Ah! Right. Sorry, Arbella.1

Unknown: [lightly] Are you hungry?

SCP-XXXX: Nah, I just had a big meal!

Unknown: [monotone] I didn't ask you anything just now. You're hungrier than you've ever been. [lightly] Are you hungry?

SCP-XXXX: I'm starving. I feel like I could eat a whole grade school!

Unknown: [monotone] You want to eat bread. You said that you want to eat a whole loaf of bread [lightly] Wow! What a coincidence. Open up that glove compartment. [monotone] The bread inside is your favourite.

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