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SCP-1181 - Interactive Kaleidoscope / 参加型カレイドスコープ

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アイテム番号: SCP-1181

オブジェクトクラス: Safe

特別収容プロトコル: サイト-916をSCP-1181の北端から100メートルの位置に設置します。SCP-1181の周囲をパトロールチームが監視し、SCP-1181の周囲に近づく民間人は禁猟区警備隊を装った職員が付き添って遠ざけてください。超音波妨害装置がSCP-1181の中央付近に設置され、活性化を妨げます。同装置は300メートルの範囲で最大出力で機能し、減衰により500メートルで無効になります。超音波装置と予備の発電機は、確実に適切に機能させるために毎日メンテナンスを行います。超音波装置の範囲内で働く全ての職員は防音装置を身に着けなければなりません。サイト-916にはSCP-1181-1を収容し、低驚異オブジェクト用保安収容室916-4内に安置します。SCP-1181-1への接近はレベル4以上の職員のみに制限されます。
Special Containment Procedures: Site-916 is situated 100 meters from the northern edge of SCP-1181. Patrol teams monitor the perimeter of SCP-1181 and any civilians that come near the perimeter of SCP-1181 are to be escorted away by personnel posing as game preserve rangers. An ultrasonic deterrent device is to remain active near the center of SCP-1181, to prevent activation. The device's full strength range is 300 meters, and weakens until ineffectual at 500 meters. The ultrasonic deterrent and its backup generator is to have daily maintenance checks to ensure it is functioning properly. All staff working within the range of the ultrasonic deterrent are to be equipped with sound negating equipment. Site-916 also contains SCP-1181-1, which is kept in secure containment room 916-4, for low risk objects. Access to SCP-1181-1 is restricted to level 4 personnel and above.

説明: SCP-1181は[編集済]の禁猟区内にある森林の中の、直径2048メートルの円形の空き地です。
Description: SCP-1181 is a circular clearing 2048 meters in diameter in a forest, located in a game preserve in [REDACTED].

生きた動物、または生きた動物の一部がSCP-1181の中心を通過したとき、SCP-1181とその障壁が活性化します。活性化しているとき、他の動物は外部からSCP-1181へと進入できなくなり、また内部にいる動物はSCP-1181から離れることができなくなります。これはSCP-1181が不活性化するまで続きます。
When a living animal, or portion of a living animal, passes through the center of SCP-1181, SCP-1181 and its barrier activates. No other animal will be able to pass into SCP-1181 from the outside and any other animal inside SCP-1181 when it is activated will not be able to leave, until SCP-1181 is deactivated.

SCP-1181の障壁の外側は、SCP-1181が不活性化するまで通過できません。障壁は球形で、SCP-1181を取り囲むように存在しています。障壁は接触以外の方法では知覚することができません。触感は冷たいガラスに似ていると表現されます。また、既知のいかなる機材でも検出することはできません。SCP-1181の円周上に存在するいかなる物体も、SCP-1181が活性化するとその円周の内外で両断されます。
The outside of the barrier of SCP-1181 is impenetrable until SCP-1181 is deactivated. The barrier is a sphere, surrounding SCP-1181. The barrier cannot be sensed, except by touch; the sensation is described as similar to touching cold glass. It also cannot be detected by any known instruments. Any objects present on the perimeter when SCP-1181 is activated will be split apart either side of the perimeter.

活性化させた動物が、SCP-1181の中心から2ないし8メートルの不定な距離を移動するとすぐに、その動物の正確なコピーが3体、SCP-1181の中心付近に出現します。この際、中心から外側を向き、互いに等しい距離で、90度ずつ離れた形で出現します。3体のコピーは、活性化を行った動物と同様の動きをします。
Once the activator moves a random distance between 2 and 8 meters from the center of SCP-1181, 3 other exact copies of the activator will appear around the center of SCP-1181, facing outwards from the center, arranged equally separate from each other, 90 degrees apart. Each of the 3 copies will move identically to the activator.

活性化を行った動物が中心から離れ続けた場合、その動物とそのコピーは中心から不定な距離で再度コピーされます。追加で出現するコピーは3体で、もとの動物またはコピーの1メートル後ろの位置に出現します。
If the activator continues to move away from the center, it and its copies will be copied again at random distances from the center. The three additional copies will appear around a point 1 meter behind the activator or copy.

同時に生成されたコピーが同じ場所を占有しようとする場合、それらの肉体は融合します。通常、この融合によってコピーはただちに終了します。新たに生成されたコピーが活性化を行った動物またはすでに存在しているコピーと同じ場所を占有する場合、新たに生成されたコピーは、その肉体のうち空間を占有されていた部位を欠いた状態で出現します。これにより、通常は迅速に、さもなくば瞬時に、失血により死亡します。
Should any simultaneously created copies occupy the same space, their bodies will be fused together. Usually the fusing results in rapid expiration of these copies. If a newly created copy occupies the space of the activator or an already existing copy, the newly created copy will be spawned missing the portions of their body where the existing occupant of the space was, usually resulting in quick, if not instantaneous, death from blood loss.

生きたまま融合し、もしくは肉体を損傷し、またはその両方を経験したコピー、および互いの進路を妨害するコピーは、活性化を行った動物の動きを可能な限り模倣し続けようとします。
Living fused and/or mutilated copies and copies that block each others' paths will still attempt to the best of their ability to mimic the activators movements.

活性化を行った動物またはそのコピーがSCP-1181の障壁に接触した場合、発火します。炎上中の人物1またはコピーがさらにコピーされた場合に出現するコピーも、同様に炎上しています。Dクラス職員を起用して障壁の内面に触れさせ触感を説明させる実験は、現在のところ保留されています。
If the activator or its copies touches the inside of the barrier of SCP-1181 they will begin to combust. If the person or a copy on fire is copied they will spawn copies that are also aflame. Tests with D-Class personnel asked to touch and describe the physical texture of the inside of the barrier have so far been inconclusive.

SCP-1181は、活性化を行った動物が中心を再度通過するか、死亡した際に不活性化します。活性化を行った動物が死亡した場合、その動物、全てのコピー、およびすべての遺骸は消滅します。対象が再度中心を通過した場合、全てのコピーと以外は消滅し、また対象は消滅することなく負傷が治癒します。
SCP-1181 will deactivate if the activator passes through the center point a second time, or dies. Should the activator die, they, all their copies, and any remains will disappear. Should the subject pass through the center for a second time, all copies, and any remains of the copies, will disappear, and any injuries the activator sustained will be healed.

回収ログ SCP-1181は、地元のハンターが禁漁区内において「蝶の群れが、密集して雲のようになっている」と報告したことで、財団の注意を引きました。障壁が発見されたことで、臨時収容プロトコル76-Cherryが始動しました。蝶の群れは財団職員による数日間監視の後に消滅しました。障壁が群れと同時に消滅したことが発見され、当該区域の調査が行われました。調査中にエージェント・ハヴロックがSCP-1181を活性化させ、程なくして死亡しました。この事案を受け、サイト-916が建設され、確定版収容プロトコルが策定され、SCP-1181に関する研究が開始されました。サイト-916の完成から4週間後、SCP-1181周辺の定例パトロール中にSCP-1181-1が発見されました。
Recovery Log SCP-1181 came to the Foundation's attention when a local hunter reported a 'swarm of butterflies, thick as a cloud' in the preserve. When the barrier was discovered, temporary containment protocol 76-Cherry was initiated. The swarm was monitored for several days by Foundation personnel, before it disappeared. Upon discovery that the barrier had disappeared along with the swarm, the area was investigated. During the investigation Agent Havelock activated SCP-1181 and died shortly after. Following this incident, Site-916 was built, permanent containment protocols put in place, and research into SCP-1181 commenced. Four weeks after the completion of Site-916, SCP-1181-1 was found during a regular patrol of SCP-1181's perimeter.

外部エントロピー 場所 safe scp 自己複製
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Senior Staff Shenanigans / いたずら上級職員(翻案: いたずら大戦争!)

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「悪いな、急だったのに会ってくれて。」

「いいんだ。ここだけの話、明けても暮れても素人の相手をするのは退屈だからね。」

「そうだろうな。ほら、もうすぐ俺たちのささやかな記念日だろう? それで思いついたんだ、俺の同僚にお前の手伝いを頼めるかもしれないって。そのあたり、ほら、分かるだろ? いくらか大目に見てやってくれるとありがたいんだけど……。」

「君、僕に守秘義務を破れって言うの? それは気がとがめるよ。」

「まさか! そんなこと考えてないさ。でもお前は多分、言うなれば、規定の条文について"可能な限り最も広い解釈"ができるかもしれないってことだよ。」

「あの猿を手に入れたいんだね?」

「あれを持ってきてくれたら、見返りになにがほしい? あの猿が永遠に俺のものになる代わりに?」

机の後ろにいた人影が合図をすると、机の前側にいた背の低い方の男が前のめりになった。彼は相手の男の耳元で囁いた。

「面白い。そんなこと思いつかなかったよ。あと、言わせてくれ。俺は財団で働けてとても幸せだし、当分の間転職は考えない。その上お前がそれを申し出てくれて本当に嬉しい。Let me make a proposal of my own. In exchange for the aforesaid professional courtesies leading to temporary possession…」

"Since you bring it up, what compensation would you want, in exchange for my permanent posession of said monkey?"

The humanoid figure behind the desk beckons and the smaller man before the desk leans forward. He whispers something in his ear.

"Interesting. Not at all what I'd expected. And I must say that, while I'm flattered that you offer, I'm very happy to work for the Foundation, and don't contemplate a change anytime soon. Let me make a proposal of my own. In exchange for the aforesaid professional courtesies leading to temporary possession…"

It takes some time, but eventually the human and the entity wearing the face of a legendary law professor reach an agreement. A secretary is summoned from the accounting department, sworn to secrecy, duly threatened with death, and made to witness an agreement that bursts into flames the moment the formalities are complete.

Sheldon Katz and the entity shake hands.

Across the site, in a specially rigged broom closet, Junior Researcher Gille watches the Senior Break room on screen, then 682's pen, then his office, then back to the break room. Nothing. Wait. Something.

Something rushes into the room, something about knee-high and very fast, something with a single bright blue eye in the middle of its bulbous yellow body. It's dribbling a smaller object in front of it like a soccer ball. As it pauses on the periphery of the circle of paintball guns, the "ball" comes to rest. It's a statuette of a monkey.

Researcher Veldi runs into the room, panting and red-faced. The Eye-Pod skitters away from him. Veldi lunges, and a chase ensues around the edges of the room, with the Eye-Pod and the monkey always staying just out of Veldi's reach.

After four circuits of the room, the Eye-Pod makes a sudden break to the right. Veldi leaps, trying to tackle it, and trips over his own feet. On the floor, he hears a series of clicks followed immediately by splatting sounds, and wonders for a moment if he somehow missed some tomatoes. He picks himself up, and observes that the walls of the break room have a new paint job in the style of Jackson Pollock.

The Eye-Pod scurries out of the break room and heads down a corridor, rolling the monkey down the hall still. Gille jumps up from his seat and sprints down the hall. He figures if he goes down corridor 37, then makes a sharp right just before the firehose he can head them off—yes! Here they are, and he's just a pace behind Veldi. He drops his head and starts running as fast as he can.

"You think that's funny? I hate running," says Veldi between gasps.

The researchers sprint after the Eye-Pod, neither gaining any real advantage or getting any closer. They follow it now left, now right, now a long straightaway and into a dead end, a small chamber at the end of a long corridor. Gille jumps on the monkey and Veldi jumps on Gille. They grapple on the floor, neither noticing the Eye-Pod backing out of the room until they hear the door start to close. Gille looks up just in time to notice a third figure in the room: humanoid, but made of concrete and covered in spray paint.

In the awkward silence that ensues, the disappearance of the monkey barely registers on them.

Finally Veldi says: "I've got to blink on three. One…two…"

Katz notes the monkey statue that now sits atop his empty inbox. He's already senior staff, but his secretary is out sick and nobody from the temp pool can seem to ever type up his briefs just the way he likes them. He looks through the stack of neatly-formatted documents before him and nods in satisfaction. Yes, the devil will have his due, but he does love a nice-looking brief. Worth it.

He picks up the monkey and goes into the hallway outside his office, waiting for someone going in the right direction who looks sufficiently junior and sufficiently gullible. Soon enough, a cub researcher who he doesn't recognize passes by, and Sheldon intercepts him.

"Excuse me, young man, could I ask a favor? Someone left this in my office and they need it for a team-building exercise in the main cafeteria. Just take it up there and someone will show you what to do next."

He feels slightly bad, watching the eager youth hurry down the hall with the monkey, but better him than Sheldon, and in any case this will teach him a number of valuable lessons.


Doctor Briar sighed, looking over the contents of his small office. It had been a long, hard road to get here. So many times, he'd thought he would die. So many times, he had lost what he thought of as "everything", only to build himself up so he would have something else to lose when the time came again. It had certainly not been easy, but he'd managed, somehow…

He always wished it could have been easier, though. If only there had been some way he could have made his journey to a respected member of senior staff without having to endure so much suffering. Of course, he had only been a low-level recruit in the Foundation when they stopped holding the Staff Prank Wars. He had heard of them, of course, and how the cleverest member of the Foundation's personnel stood to be raised to Senior Staff for winning. It was truly a shame that he had been so new when they held the last of them, an all but nameless lab assistant, not trusted with anything more important than proofreading documents…but then, that was his advantage, wasn't it?

Briar smiled, looking at the assembled items and documents sitting on his desk. At the top of the pile was a death certificate. Just another Foundation employee that had finally met his end, but to the elderly man at the desk, an opportunity. After all, permanent ownership didn't extend past death. Most importantly, however, was the small locked box on top of the pile. There were so many anomalous objects with temporal effects in Foundation custody that they hardly bothered to catalogue them all. No one would notice he had "borrowed" SCP-█████ among a batch of other research materials, and the letter he planned to mail would not be going anywhere that it would be looked for. Chuckling to himself, Doctor Briar took out a fountain pen, and began to write.


Years earlier, a much younger version of the same man breathed heavily, hiding in a cubical and shaking. In his hand he held a much-folded piece of heavy parchment, written upon in flowing calligraphy. Nervous, he muttered the words aloud as he re-read the page, "Volunteer to assist in accounting. Short-staffed due to people calling in sick to avoid the contest. Agree to witness a contract. False name. Render null and void…"

He shook his head in disbelief, dizzy with the implications. It couldn't be that easy, could it? Of course, he had barely dared believe what he held in his hands until the prank war began to unfold, exactly as the note claimed it would. Still, it seemed too good to be true. A deal with the Devil shouldn't be so simple to thwart, even if it wasn't really the Devil. Of course, the plan wasn't over yet. Just botching Katz's deal wouldn't much of a prank by itself, after all. Steeling himself, the younger Briar stepped out of the cubical, and announced that he was going on his lunch break. As he entered into the corridor, he put on a ring, and pulled out the small electronic device from his pocket.


At the doors of the cafeteria, a young researcher was stopped by a polite cough. He turned, his face guileless and smiling. A dark-haired man snatched the bundle out of his hands before he had a moment to react.

"Oh, thank goodness I caught you in time! I am SO sorry! It seems that my colleague gave you the wrong article by mistake. This is the one they need in there."

A small device was pressed into the researcher's hands. He babbled for a few moments about how glad he was to help, and how sorry he was that the other man had to chase him all the way here. Briar, in turn, made his excuses, politely stating that it was no trouble, but he really had to get back to work. He gave the hapless researcher some basic instructions on how to set up the device, and told him to just "get it started for them". As he hurried to return SCP-399 to containment, he could hear his modified MP3 player begin to loop Rick Astley's most famous composition with enough bass to shake the light fixtures. The altered lyrics, bragging of the genius of one Sheldon Katz, could just barely be made out from where he stood. Since he didn't have an office, Briar made a note to check his locker later on.


A D-Class that had been fortunate enough to avoid all of the chaos of the day was desperately looking for a place to hide. He found an isolated cell, and quickly opened the door, failing to notice the number "173" emblazoned above the door.

The moment the door was fully open, he stepped through the frame. He saw two men on the floor, and then he looked up.

He recognized the sculpture a few seconds too late.

Veldi and Gille charged him, threw him in the cell, and quickly closed the door. The sound of bones breaking followed shortly after.

Veldi breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, that was fun. Next time, let's check doors before going in them. Don't want Blinky to be let out."

Gille was shivering from the experience. Veldi leaned down. "Oh, by the way… I think ahead." He pointed out that the wall opposite 173's containment had been painted red. Gille was still in a stupor, so Veldi walked away and pressed a button on his phone. A tinny, electronic voice came from above the door: "Leggo my Eggo-carrying Lego Winnebago full of–" The sound was cut short by a wall of tomato juice.

Veldi checked the video feed on his phone again. Yep, the monkey was on his desk. He figured that he should set some more traps so that it wouldn't stay away for long. He hurried to his supplies.


Link: http://www.scp-wiki.net/seniorstaffshenanigans
Created by: TheDuckmanTheDuckman, 2011, and others collaborated
Licensed under: Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 License


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