Introductory Antimemetics
Junior Researcher Kim's been working for the Foundation for all of four hours and he feels pulverised, as if an anvil were dropped on his head in that first introductory lecture. It's lunchtime, and…
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Joey Fucknuts Builds a Flying Machine
It made sense to him that there had to be something up there that he couldn't see. The sky was the biggest thing he was aware of. He was…
A Wandsman in the Court of the Hanged King
Where aphotic seas do deny, Reflections of a xanthous sky,
Joey Fucknuts Takes to the Skies
The sound of metal pealed like church bells throughout the small town of Vulture Gulch.
Clockwork Time
The Fabergé bastard was raging. Tools flew, doors slammed, the walls and floorboards rattled. Through it all, he loosed a stream of…
Thrice
Note: This tale is based on SCP-1440, and it is better read after reading that article.
Joey Fucknuts Believes In Himself
He had a hard time accepting that he had managed to get into the sky. His brain, already on the frayed and overheating side simply because…
Beasts of the Old Letters
When I first discovered this wondrous land, I could scarcely believe everything before me. The spiraling and floating mountains that…
An Anthropological Approach to Sarkicism - Case Study 01: The Vaśńa of Sarvi
Case Study 01: The Vaśńa of Sarvi | Study 02: The Divoši of Prague >>
Nadox and the Mekhanite
Credit to Perelka_L.
An Anthropological Approach to Sarkicism - Case Study 02: The Divoši of Prague
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Dance The Danse
Halloween is a special time in Sloth's Pit. It is the time that creatures of the night walk in the day, and the legends of the world dance.
And so the Crows Laughed
There comes the King and his crowd,
Transcript of a lecture given by Professor ████████████ on Applied Thaumatology.
"Good evening. Please have a seat. You will find wine, water, bread, and salt at the back of the room, if you require refreshment. Also…
A Funeral On Mars
There was a funeral on Mars. No one was invited.
SCP-One Million
"Tell me of the thing," the shaman said.
Death Perception
"Come on," Nanku said. "Wear the costume!"
Make Portland Weirder
August, 1970
Joey Makes a New Friend
“Hey.”
You Can Leave Your Friends Behind
« SCP-3688 | Your Friends Don't Dance »
Three Short Scenes About Death
The smell of rot was in the air.
Georgian Gothic
Site-91: Yorkshire, England, United Kingdom
Da Capo al Fine
On her fifth birthday, Sigurrós Stefánsdóttir looked down at the cake that her foster mother had baked for her and wished that her real…
Learning
So two men rode east across the desert, one on horseback, one on camel, hoping to find themselves dressed in colored silks on the other…
FRATRICIDE: An Amoni-Ram Story
The Emperor of Amoni-Ram is dying. His two sons struggle for the throne. A general is pulled into a plot to kill her dauphin. The future of…
Here Comes The Bogeyman
Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin was quiet. It wasn't right; with Halloween just over a week away, it should have been bustling with children running…
Third Death
The decrepit fleshsack housing the consciousness of Amos Marshall groaned. He was not particularly comfortable. This was nothing new. He…
To be King in the House of Dust
“I am GILGAMESH, King of Uruk, king of kings! Make ready the low places, fair Shamhat, prepare the House of Dust, for I come, I come to…