Hey all, I was curious at to what you guys think about the SCP Foundation shared universe.
116 posts and 46 image replies omitted.>>20649Being ashamed of being childish just for liking something that isn't explicitly for adults is stupid. Obviously don't be infantile, but that is a matter of self-moderation.
>“When you grow up and have children of your own, do please remember something important: A stodgy parent is not fun at all! What a child wants—and DESERVES—is a parent who is SPARKY!” - Roald Dahl Also SCP is kinda inspired by X-Files and /x/ type mysteries and conspiracies that are more adult than child-based. (Heck teens and kids made the fandom childish, rather than the other way around).
>>22857Retarded wiki team once again bending backwards to comply with """intellectual property""" bullshit. The guy who made the statue didn't even tell them to remove the picture, he just asked for it to be used non-commercially. It is utterly pointless.
The current wiki admins are obsessed with removing or changing all the old Gen 1 and Gen 2 articles that don't fit into their elitist and narrow narrative of what the SCP universe ought to be. They are turning an open-source, community-driven and decentralised creative writing project into their personal narcissistic power fantasy. It all has to comply to their vision and theirs alone, otherwise it is bad and has to be changed or removed.
The 173 picture stands for the organic, crowdsourced creativity that once defined the SCP community. Removing the picture is another step away from that.
>>22927There is not really a unified SCP canon, no matter how much the wiki aristocracy and people like djkaktus would want for that to be the case. Calling it all shit is dishonest. Not even all the new novel-length SCPs are shit. At this point, SCP is more of a lose genre than a single self-contained work of fiction.
>>23275wow that fukin sux
is there a better wiki thing out there?
>>30942Items: Knife, Torch, Compass
Rare: Jumper, Greed, Shifter
Companions: Merchant, Soldier
Quests: Do all I guess
>>35616The SCP also went to shit because a lot of the groups like writers, artists etc, were obsessed with Mal0 a.k.a SCP-1471, the skulldog everyone seems to associate with SCP now. It was instant furry-bait.
As for current horror projects I can't think of any other than some cryptozoologist forums and Lobotomy Corporation.
>>35620True, but it was the closest image I could find
>>35619This
Journal Extract from junior researcher Dr Sandra Walker, regarding experiment PA19-B involving SCP-745.
Dr Benici, head researcher of Project Hamster Wheel, a project which aimed to utilise the anatomy of SCP-745 to generate electrical energy through kinetic harnessing.
In short, he wanted to put them on a wheel and use them as a dynamo to produce energy.
There were two instances of 745, 745-T and 745-B, affectionately named ‘Twitch’ and ‘Bolt’.
745-T was given its name for its inability to remain still, as its body would constantly be twitching and subtly vibrating while not in direct motion.
745-B was documented producing speeds well over the 180kph which 745 are known for averaging.
The issues arose when during testing 745-B collapsed, Dr Benici had them removed from the testing area and sent for medical evaluation. Not wanting to leave the heart and soul of his experiment he left me to look after 745-T to prevent them from succumbing to harm as well.
While in my care 745-T was safe and largely calm. Instances of 745 are known for developing separation anxiety when they are removed from the company of their respective partner.
One cure to this anxiety is to have a familiar presence or entity keep them occupied until they are reunited. So, I sat with 745-T within the experimentation room to keep them company.
Despite being an arm’s reach from 745-T, I could feel the vibrations in the air and hear the faint hum of the vibration. Curiosity got the better of me, as it always does. I reached over and laid my hand on 745-T’s body and even through my gloves, I could still feel the strong vibration.
745-T seemed attentive to this contact as they moved closer and leaned against me, there was no clear hostility expressed in their body language, only what could be considered as loneliness.
Having 745-T leaning against me, I could feel their vibration through my clothes as if there was nothing between us. I could feel my hairs standing on end and light tingling sensations for the areas of contact. This was followed by 745-T lying down in my lap, almost like a domestic pet they lay there.
This was not good however, for the vibrations felt like they were growing stronger, increasing as 745-T got more relaxed.
While 745-T’s body was relaxing, my body was doing the opposite, their glowing, domed head was resting and vibrating in my lap. My self-control was being tested greatly as the vibrations were arousing more than my senses.
The improper thoughts began flooding into my mind, thoughts that I had thought once before but attempted to suppress for reasons amounting to work ethic.
I relaxed my sitting position slightly to feel the vibration to great effect and it was alluring, like a warm, weak vibrator nestled between my legs. I looked down at the rest of 745-T’s body, looking down towards their lower body, it could be that easy.
Then the power went down, plunging the room into darkness, lit only by 745-T’s head. Yet that was not the only source of light, a small weak stream of light from emerging from their lower body, hidden away behind their cloaca. It was like a force beyond telling me that this was what I was to do.
Reaching down 745-T’s body, I stroked my hand over the cloaca, guided only by the luminescent glow escaping it. I pressed down on the sensitive spot to reveal their member, and before me, there it was, 745-T’s glowing member, its glow was weaker than that of the cranial dome, but still strong enough to see with ease.
To my surprise however, I noticed that the member went through a cycle of luminescence, starting off with its dullest state before transitioning to a brighter state. Constantly repeating.
Moving my hand from the sensitive spot, I gripped the member and slid my fingers up and down it to stimulate it further. Straight away I could feel the vibrating and the pulsating that the member was exhibiting.
745-T was clearly familiar with what was happening as they rubbed their head against my crotch aggressively, easily pushing up my skirt to reveal my underwear which they quickly began licking at.
I moved 745-T to the ground as I attempted to undress, but 745-T was very adamant to begin without delay. I only managed to remove my underwear before almost being knocked down by 745-T. I lay there on my back, looking up at 745-T, seeing only the glow of their dome and their member before me.
745-T approached as I spread my legs to invite them, their dome was before my face, the brightness in the dark room was almost blinding. I invited their member into my body, navigating through touch alone.
The tingle of their tip was a sign of what was to come as they quickly filled me with their member. They wasted no time as once the member had become accustom with how much space there was to fill, they begin to thrust.
The initial thrusting caught me off-guard as I expected them to start off slowly. More fool-me, nothing about 745 was slow, why did I expect their mating to be?
Normally, thrusting straight away would cause me great discomfort, but I felt none of that. The vibrations before and during made me wetter that I would care to admit. The vibration along with the pulsing of 745-T’s member made everything bearable.
The speed at which 745-T was thrusting was beyond me, I had never experienced such speed before, not from a human, nor a machine, not even another anomaly could match it.
My own body was pulsing and twitching, I had to try my hardest to keep myself under control, but I couldn’t. We had only just started and I was already about to finish. My muscles were tensing and releasing constantly as I reached my peak.
Almost instinctively I wrapped my legs around 745-T as I orgasmed, having to quickly move them again to allow 745-T to continue.
745-T showed no sign of letting up or slowing down, the vibrations that I felt only grew stronger as 745-T somehow got even faster. I was starting to peak again, not even a minute after the first, the second orgasm came swiftly after.
My muscles were starting to hurt because of the orgasmic strength which I was exerting. Yet 745-T was still going.
I was over stimulated, everything was starting to hurt now, tensing and relaxing constantly for each following orgasm took its toll on my body. 745-T showed no sign of faltering or slowing down.
Another peak, one which was intertwined with both pain and pleasure, skating on the razors edge it felt like. I believed that I was unable to climax anymore, as I was left edging around the point of no return.
After showing no signs of letting up, 745-T let out a strange chirping noise as they began to climax as well. The vibrations were an intolerable level, pleasure bordering on pain, the friction of 745-T’s relentless assault overheated me. The fire inside me was cooled off as I felt 745-T’s load begin to fill me. That was all that I needed, my last push over the edge. My last orgasm for the night.
Once 745-T had removed their member, I looked at them before resting my head down. That took more out of me than I could have ever thought sex would take.
I wanted to lie there forever. Everything hurt, but it was a pleasurable pain, the experience of a lifetime.
Sadly, I knew that the power would be returning soon, so I musted the little strength I had left and lifted myself back onto a chair.
I rolled my skirt back down and collected my underwear, darkness remained with us for a couple minutes more before the power returned.
Dr Benici also returned shortly after, too soon for me to clean myself up, so I got to enjoy the rest of that shift with anomalous semen running down my thighs and friction burns where friction burns should never be.
By Keadonger
Liminal spaces and the backrooms have to be the lamest fucking concepts in modern horror. The real life experience of déjà vu is freakier than some vaguely familiar otherworld with pretty much nothing in it. Hated it in 2019 and I hate it even more now.
This liminal space trash is working it's way to the SCP wiki now, too. This website has a lot of bad shit, like, a LOT (I still remember the transgender alien Homestuck blogger), but at least they were getting less derivative towards like series 3.
https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-7819>>42490Yuki-Onna had 50/50 odds on whether they'd kill you or marry you. There's also a Jurogomo tale that tells of a man who fell in love with her, seeing only her top half, he was eventually told she was a man-eating spider lady, but he didn't care and went back to her lair- myth ends before we find out if this ended good or bad.
Many creatures are similar to kitsune like the selkies for example that are seals who can turn into humans and there are many stories of them marrying a man. The frog from Austria/Italy. The prince fall in love and marry a frog without knowing she is a frog (no, she doesn’t have a human form), she gets angry and go away and the prince still go after her in frog form. Only in the end fairies turn her into a human.
These tales have their own academic category: Aarne–Thompson type 402, "The Animal Bride,"
https://sites.pitt.edu/~dash/type0402.html>>42496>One of the oldest surviving kitsune tales provides a widely known folk etymology of the word kitsune. Unlike most tales of kitsune who become human and marry human males, this one does not end tragically>"You may be a fox," Ono called after her, "but you are the mother of my son and I love you. Come back when you please; you will always be welcome.">So every evening she stole back and slept in his arms.Original kitsune is 100% wife cuddling tier.
>>42498Spiders
usually only eat their mates if they're already malnourished. There are some that will actually bring females captured prey as a
distraction wedding gift before mating with them.
So just learn to cook and keep your spider wife fat and happy and there's no problem.