It appears to be an entity of some kind
Its Appearance is triangle head, a body made out of black wires
The entity sees you and proceeds to chase you
It's a strange game that I found and it looks to be a version of Minecraft using the same engine as the cave game it's rd-000000
GOI File: The Fictional Character Control Agency (FCC)
Overview:
The Fictional Character Control Agency (FCC) is an organization formed from a schism within the SCP Foundation. Officially gaining independence after a civil conflict in 1983, the FCC is tasked with controlling, containing, and concealing the presence of fictional characters (designated FCs) that breach dimensional barriers, entering baseline reality via unknown portal phenomena. The existence of such breaches has drastically escalated since the late 1960s, paralleling the explosion of multimedia franchises and fictional universes.
Mission Statement:
“To safeguard reality from fictional incursions, to regulate breaches across universal narratives, and to uphold the veil by integrating fiction back into imagination.”
Origins: The FCC-SCPF Civil War (1980-1983)
The late 1970s saw a surge in fictional breaches, with characters from comic books, television shows, and novels entering baseline reality via unexplained portal phenomena. The SCP Foundation established a dedicated department to address this crisis, but growing conflicts over jurisdiction, containment ethics, and the anomalous nature of FCs led to a schism.
By 1980, tensions escalated into an all-out conflict, with FCC operatives engaging Foundation forces in a covert war. The FCC, leveraging its expertise in counter-fictional warfare and narrative disruption, gained the upper hand, forcing the Foundation to recognize their independence in 1983 under the Veil Accords. Since then, the FCC has operated separately, though occasional cooperation with the SCP Foundation persists under emergency conditions.
Key Procedures:
Neutralization or Reintegration: Captured FCs are either neutralized using advanced anti-fictional weapons or reintegrated into their home universes via containment narratives.
Public Cover-Ups: The FCC employs agents to disguise FC sightings as hoaxes, live events, or unreleased franchise crossovers.
Containment Facilities: Dedicated facilities house FCs resistant to reintegration or neutralization, typically by placing them in recursive fictional narratives.Structure:
Containment Units (CU): Specialized teams that identify, neutralize, and/or detain FCs in compliance with the Veil Protocol.
Narrative Suppression Bureau: Oversees public perception management, often collaborating with mainstream media to reframe FC sightings as marketing stunts or fan spectacles.
Dimensional Research Division: Investigates portal phenomena and develops technology to prevent or control dimensional breaches.
Notable Encounters:
1981: Bugs Bunny Incident – An FC resembling Bugs Bunny manifested in Albuquerque, New Mexico. Utilizing cartoon physics, the FC evaded containment for 72 hours, creating multiple public disturbances. The incident was later covered up as a promotional stunt for Warner Bros.
1982: Battle of Metropolis – Superman (Earth-2 variant) emerged in New York City. The FCC and SCP Foundation collaborated to redirect him to a simulated Kryptonian environment, convincing him it was his home universe.
1983: The Disney Conundrum – A group of animated FCS (including Mickey Mouse) manifested at Disneyland. The FCC successfully disguised the incident as a cutting-edge animatronic demonstration.
Alliances and Opposition:
Allies:
SCP Foundation: Despite their past conflict, the FCC and SCP Foundation maintain a cooperative relationship, exchanging resources for shared goals.
Global Occult Coalition (GOC): The GOC provides logistical support for large-scale narrative suppression operations.
Opponents:
Dr. Wondertainment
The Factory
Chaos Insurgency
Threat Analysis:
FCs are categorized based on their narrative strength and adaptability:
Class-A Threats: Meta-aware FCs capable of breaking containment (e.g., Deadpool).
Class-B Threats: Universally powerful characters whose abilities mirror high-level SCPs (e.g., Darth Vader).
Class-C Threats: Minor characters with limited impact, often used as cover practice for new agents.
Addendum 1:
FCC Directive 42 – Portal Prevention Initiative:
Due to the increasing frequency of portals linking fictional universes to our own, FCC scientists are developing a “Narrative Lockdown System,” designed to stabilize baseline reality by reinforcing the barriers between universes.
Addendum 2:
The Veil Accords (1983):
The SCP Foundation and FCC jointly agreed to coordinate operations under emergency conditions. The Foundation retains jurisdiction over SCPs, while the FCC has full autonomy over FC-related phenomena.
Closing Notes:
As of 1985, the FCC remains the leading authority on fictional incursions. It continues to monitor emerging franchises for signs of dimensional instability, keeping reality and imagination distinct.
They have just formed now
​
Item #: SCP-AML-7001-2
Codename: "Leviathan Surge"
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures:
Due to SCP-AML-7001-2’s fluid, non-corporeal aquatic nature and extreme environmental mobility, traditional containment has proven infeasible. Current protocols focus on early detection, predictive modeling, and rapid civilian evacuation.
Foundation Naval and Hydrodynamics Task Force Gamma-6 ("Deep Feeders") is tasked with long-range surveillance of anomalous hydrodynamic behavior in global oceanic and coastal zones. Gamma-6 collaborates with global seismic, oceanographic, and meteorological monitoring agencies under embedded Foundation cover programs (Project COASTSIGHT and Project MONSOON VEIL) to track AML-7001-2 trajectory.
Containment teams are authorized to deploy THALASSIC VORTEX DAMPENERS at strategic choke points, designed to break the wave-train behind SCP-AML-7001-2 and potentially slow its propagation through artificial narrowings. However, AML-7001-2 itself continues to elude spatial restraint due to its ability to alter trajectory instantly and transition through fluvial and canalic systems without collision.
Personnel are strictly prohibited from engaging with SCP-AML-7001-2 during manifestation events. Any attempts at physical obstruction have resulted in immediate personnel loss.
Description:
SCP-AML-7001-2 is a sapient tsunami composed of a single anomalous wave — hereafter referred to as the "Primary Wave" — exhibiting telepathic communication abilities and extreme hostility toward human coastal populations. SCP-AML-7001-2 is followed by non-anomalous trailing waves, forming a traditional tsunami sequence, though only the Primary Wave is anomalous.
Origin Event:
SCP-AML-7001-2 originated during the 2004 Indian Ocean tsunami, one of the deadliest recorded natural disasters in history. The tsunami was triggered by the Sumatra-Andaman megathrust earthquake (magnitude 9.1–9.3) on 26 December 2004. Initial Foundation records confirm that SCP-AML-7001-2 was indistinguishable from the other waveforms in the early stages of the event. Sometime between 04:53 UTC and 05:21 UTC, the Primary Wave separated from the natural wave train, took on an independent course, and began demonstrating sentience.
This metamorphosis was accompanied by the first recorded psychic transmission attributed to SCP-AML-7001-2. Affected coastal monitoring stations across Thailand and Sri Lanka reported intrusive mental broadcasts, described by survivors as "ancient grief, judgmental wrath, and deliberate hatred."
Physical Characteristics:
SCP-AML-7001-2 resembles a tsunami wave on the verge of impact, characterized by a towering, curved crest and deep trough — visually indistinct from a natural oceanic wave approaching landfall. Estimated maximum height fluctuates between 18–35 meters depending on terrain and proximity to coastlines. The wave does not dissipate, erode, or fragment despite interactions with terrain or obstructions.
SCP-AML-7001-2’s anomalous behaviors include:
Telepathic Broadcasting: SCP-AML-7001-2 projects emotional and conceptual content directly into the minds of nearby humans, particularly those near coasts or ports. Common sentiments include rage, betrayal, and condemnation.
Selective Intangibility: SCP-AML-7001-2 can flow through natural and artificial watercourses (rivers, canals, streams, urban drains) without damaging surrounding infrastructure or being slowed by physical barriers. It phases laterally through confined spaces, as though guided by deliberate hydrodynamic manipulation.
Omnidirectional Movement: The Primary Wave can abruptly reverse, pivot, or shift direction at speeds comparable to a turning human. This includes traversing uphill or inland, even against gravity, if a viable aquatic pathway exists.
Relentless Pursuit: Once SCP-AML-7001-2 targets a coastal area, it exhibits intentional navigational behavior to reach the densest population centers or specific coastal assets (e.g., desalination plants, naval ports, coastal nuclear plants).
Psychological Impact:
Personnel in the proximity of SCP-AML-7001-2 have reported shared hallucinations of drowning, colossal sea creatures watching from beneath the surf, and a persistent phrase projected in dozens of languages:
"You built upon the bones of the deep. I rise to claim what was drowned."
Hostile Sentience:
AML-7001-2 demonstrates a profound animosity toward human coastal development and civilization. Unlike typical weather or geological anomalies, it appears to choose targets based on population density, strategic infrastructure, and even historical human interference with coastal ecosystems.
Enemies:
Coastal communities
Foundation personnel
Containment infrastructure
Oceanic research facilities
Allies:
None known.
Discovery Log – Excerpt from Site-46 Oceanic Threat Division:
Date: 2004-12-28
Location: Southern Coast of Sri Lanka
Agent Navarro reporting.
"We were recovering data buoys when the second signal struck us. First I thought it was just another aftershock from the quake. Then I started hearing it in my head — ‘The water remembers.’ The damn wave turned. Not the sea — the wave. Just one. All the others passed on, but this one... it moved like it was hunting us. I watched it flow into a canal like it was slipping through a knife's crack. No impact. No splash. Just... purpose."
Incident Log AML-7001-2-CARTHAGE:
Date: 2011-03-11 (Following the Tōhoku Earthquake and tsunami)
SCP-AML-7001-2 was observed briefly aligning itself with natural tsunami formations in the Pacific, deviating toward Tokyo Bay before veering off-coast near Yokohama, possibly due to Foundation disruption signal buoys. Civilian casualties were avoided, but mental broadcasts were detected across regional servers, causing mass panic in evacuation shelters.
Addendum – Current Hypotheses on Sentience Origin:
Multiple Foundation oceanographers propose that SCP-AML-7001-2's awakening may stem from residual geomemetic trauma — a proposed concept in anomalous oceanic studies where vast accumulations of violent geological activity interact with latent metaphysical energy. The Indian Ocean, particularly the tectonic convergence zones near Sumatra, may have formed a critical nexus of this energy, leading to the singular "awakening" of the Primary Wave.
Status:
Uncontained. Mobile. Escalating.
Ongoing research into the use of reverse hydromemetic fields and ritual-grade aquakinetics for redirection or neutralization is pending Ethics Committee review.
​
Title: The Vortex Preacher
“It’s not what’s in the tornado—IT is the tornado.”
—Scratched into the inside of a storm shelter door, Dalton Ridge, Kansas, May 22, 1974
---
📻 National Weather Service Broadcast – May 22, 1974 – 7:03 PM CST
> NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE – WICHITA, KS
A LONE SUPERCELL STORM HAS FORMED 6 MILES WEST OF DALTON RIDGE, KANSAS.
THIS STORM DEVELOPED UNDER NON-TORNADIC CONDITIONS.
A LARGE, CONE-SHAPED TORNADO IS CONFIRMED ON THE GROUND.
UNUSUAL BEHAVIOR AND FATALITIES REPORTED OUTSIDE OF NORMAL PATH.
DAMAGE INCLUDES SYMBOLIC MARKS, UNEXPLAINED STRUCTURAL BREACHES, AND INTENTIONAL BODY PLACEMENTS.
THIS IS NOT A NORMAL TORNADO.
SHELTER IMMEDIATELY. DO NOT APPROACH. DO NOT FOLLOW. DO NOT WATCH.
REPEAT: THIS IS NOT A NORMAL WEATHER EVENT.
---
THE STORM THAT WASN’T FORECASTED
It was a still evening—clear skies, no moisture, not even a breeze. Dalton Ridge was quiet, like most places in the heartland. And then the pressure dropped.
Not gradually. All at once.
At 6:49 PM, farmers reported a strange “hum” coming from the west. The air turned cold, but the sky stayed cloudless. Until suddenly, out of the fading orange light, a supercell bloomed.
It didn’t drift in from another region. It manifested—slowly rotating, towering like a sentient cathedral. No other storms. No warm front. Just one storm, alone.
And from it came the tornado.
---
THE CONE WITH HANDS
It was textbook at first glance: a classic cone-shaped EF5, wide-bottomed, heavy with debris. But then people started seeing what shouldn’t exist:
Two floating, circular shapes rotated beside the funnel. They were like storm halos—dense, round clusters of cloud and vapor, moving with eerie calm. Within them extended claws—long and sharpened like wind-formed talons. And each hand—not attached to any arms or limbs—held something.
One had a revolver.
The other, a machete.
---
IT DIDN’T JUST KILL — IT HUNTED
Dalton Ridge wasn’t demolished. Not flattened.
Instead, it was surgically dissected.
A librarian was found tied to a desk chair, face beaten in with a claw hammer that didn’t belong to him.
A rancher was buried upright, hands folded, inside a grain silo—with his own shotgun stuffed into his chest cavity.
A teenage girl was discovered nailed to the roof of an abandoned house.
Several bodies showed signs of ritualistic wounds, geometric cuts across the chest, or limbs missing in mirror-image symmetry.
These weren’t storm deaths. These were mimicry—each one modeled after infamous serial killers.
Bundy’s lures.
Gacy’s theatricality.
The Zodiac’s cryptic flair.
All too specific. Too calculated.
---
THE SYMBOL
Investigators found it scorched into fields, carved into trees, etched into metal silos and siding:
A tight spiral—the cyclone shape—but wrapped in claw-like arcs, like talons holding it from all sides. Always in the center of the worst damage. Like a signature.
Locals began calling it the "Eye of the Tornadic God."
---
THE STORM ABOVE: A RELUCTANT PARENT
Those who got close—storm chasers, farmers, survivors—described the supercell itself as something separate from the twister. Not evil. Not violent. Just... suffering.
One amateur chaser said:
> “It felt like it didn’t want to make the tornado, like it was being forced to. But the thing it spawned? That wasn’t a storm. That was a believer.”
Some say the lightning pulses within the supercell resembled drumbeats. Others claimed they heard chanting in the wind—though recordings captured only static.
---
THE GOD IT WORSHIPS
The tornado is not a creature of chance. It doesn’t wander aimlessly. It follows a doctrine.
The spiral symbol and kill patterns point to a belief system—a ritual, one victim at a time. The Tornadic God, as it came to be known in regional folklore, is a theoretical weather deity worshiped by the vortex through offerings of death and patterned chaos.
Each kill, each burial, each arrangement is an act of reverence. The tornado isn’t just sentient. It’s devout.
Its kills are sermons. Its path is scripture. Its symbol is its prayer.
---
THE EXIT
At 7:52 PM, the tornado stopped.
It didn’t rope out. It didn’t dissipate.
It simply… retracted, back into the supercell. The storm lingered over a field south of town for exactly seven minutes—then drifted eastward and never vanished.
Weather radar tracked the system for another 64 hours, slowly gliding east, across Missouri and into Kentucky, leaving spiral symbols in fields, silent towns, and unconfirmed disappearances.
The storm didn’t die.
It left.
---
EPILOGUE: THE STORM STILL MOVES
Reports continued—sporadic, covered up:
1982: A teacher in Arkansas found buried beneath her classroom floor, school untouched.
1991: Five bodies in an abandoned church in rural Kentucky, arranged like a spiral.
2005: A father and son found in a trench in Tennessee, skin carved with storm patterns.
2009: The tornado touched down for five minutes in southern Indiana. One death. Body buried. Spiral symbol burned into a fencepost.
Each time, the radar shows one supercell.
One cone tornado.
Two floating clawed hands.
Weapons. Symbols. Silence.
And it always disappears—not dissipates.
---
FROM AN OLD EMERGENCY WEATHER RADIO — SCORCHED INTO THE BATTERY DOOR
> “It’s not what’s in the tornado—IT is the tornado.”
---
Title: The Vortex Preacher
Title: The Vortex Preacher
“It’s not what’s in the tornado—IT is the tornado.”
—Scratched into the inside of a storm shelter door, Dalton Ridge, Kansas, May 22, 1974
---
📻 National Weather Service Broadcast – May 22, 1974 – 7:03 PM CST
> NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE – WICHITA, KS
A LONE SUPERCELL STORM HAS FORMED 6 MILES WEST OF DALTON RIDGE, KANSAS.
THIS STORM DEVELOPED UNDER NON-TORNADIC CONDITIONS.
A LARGE, CONE-SHAPED TORNADO IS CONFIRMED ON THE GROUND.
UNUSUAL BEHAVIOR AND FATALITIES REPORTED OUTSIDE OF NORMAL PATH.
DAMAGE INCLUDES SYMBOLIC MARKS, UNEXPLAINED STRUCTURAL BREACHES, AND INTENTIONAL BODY PLACEMENTS.
THIS IS NOT A NORMAL TORNADO.
SHELTER IMMEDIATELY. DO NOT APPROACH. DO NOT FOLLOW. DO NOT WATCH.
REPEAT: THIS IS NOT A NORMAL WEATHER EVENT.
---
THE STORM THAT WASN’T FORECASTED
It was a still evening—clear skies, no moisture, not even a breeze. Dalton Ridge was quiet, like most places in the heartland. And then the pressure dropped.
Not gradually. All at once.
At 6:49 PM, farmers reported a strange “hum” coming from the west. The air turned cold, but the sky stayed cloudless. Until suddenly, out of the fading orange light, a supercell bloomed.
It didn’t drift in from another region. It manifested—slowly rotating, towering like a sentient cathedral. No other storms. No warm front. Just one storm, alone.
And from it came the tornado.
---
THE CONE WITH HANDS
It was textbook at first glance: a classic cone-shaped EF5, wide-bottomed, heavy with debris. But then people started seeing what shouldn’t exist:
Two floating, circular shapes rotated beside the funnel. They were like storm halos—dense, round clusters of cloud and vapor, moving with eerie calm. Within them extended claws—long and sharpened like wind-formed talons. And each hand—not attached to any arms or limbs—held something.
One had a revolver.
The other, a machete.
---
IT DIDN’T JUST KILL — IT HUNTED
Dalton Ridge wasn’t demolished. Not flattened.
Instead, it was surgically dissected.
A librarian was found tied to a desk chair, face beaten in with a claw hammer that didn’t belong to him.
A rancher was buried upright, hands folded, inside a grain silo—with his own shotgun stuffed into his chest cavity.
A teenage girl was discovered nailed to the roof of an abandoned house.
Several bodies showed signs of ritualistic wounds, geometric cuts across the chest, or limbs missing in mirror-image symmetry.
These weren’t storm deaths. These were mimicry—each one modeled after infamous serial killers.
Bundy’s lures.
Gacy’s theatricality.
The Zodiac’s cryptic flair.
All too specific. Too calculated.
---
THE SYMBOL
Investigators found it scorched into fields, carved into trees, etched into metal silos and siding:
A tight spiral—the cyclone shape—but wrapped in claw-like arcs, like talons holding it from all sides. Always in the center of the worst damage. Like a signature.
Locals began calling it the "Eye of the Tornadic God."
---
THE STORM ABOVE: A RELUCTANT PARENT
Those who got close—storm chasers, farmers, survivors—described the supercell itself as something separate from the twister. Not evil. Not violent. Just... suffering.
One amateur chaser said:
> “It felt like it didn’t want to make the tornado, like it was being forced to. But the thing it spawned? That wasn’t a storm. That was a believer.”
Some say the lightning pulses within the supercell resembled drumbeats. Others claimed they heard chanting in the wind—though recordings captured only static.
---
THE GOD IT WORSHIPS
The tornado is not a creature of chance. It doesn’t wander aimlessly. It follows a doctrine.
The spiral symbol and kill patterns point to a belief system—a ritual, one victim at a time. The Tornadic God, as it came to be known in regional folklore, is a theoretical weather deity worshiped by the vortex through offerings of death and patterned chaos.
Each kill, each burial, each arrangement is an act of reverence. The tornado isn’t just sentient. It’s devout.
Its kills are sermons. Its path is scripture. Its symbol is its prayer.
---
THE EXIT
At 7:52 PM, the tornado stopped.
It didn’t rope out. It didn’t dissipate.
It simply… retracted, back into the supercell. The storm lingered over a field south of town for exactly seven minutes—then drifted eastward and never vanished.
Weather radar tracked the system for another 64 hours, slowly gliding east, across Missouri and into Kentucky, leaving spiral symbols in fields, silent towns, and unconfirmed disappearances.
The storm didn’t die.
It left.
---
EPILOGUE: THE STORM STILL MOVES
Reports continued—sporadic, covered up:
1982: A teacher in Arkansas found buried beneath her classroom floor, school untouched.
1991: Five bodies in an abandoned church in rural Kentucky, arranged like a spiral.
2005: A father and son found in a trench in Tennessee, skin carved with storm patterns.
2009: The tornado touched down for five minutes in southern Indiana. One death. Body buried. Spiral symbol burned into a fencepost.
Each time, the radar shows one supercell.
One cone tornado.
Two floating clawed hands.
Weapons. Symbols. Silence.
And it always disappears—not dissipates.
---
FROM AN OLD EMERGENCY WEATHER RADIO — SCORCHED INTO THE BATTERY DOOR
> “It’s not what’s in the tornado—IT is the tornado.”
---
​
Title: The Vortex Preacher
“It’s not what’s in the tornado—IT is the tornado.”
—Scratched into the inside of a storm shelter door, Dalton Ridge, Kansas, May 22, 1974
---
📻 National Weather Service Broadcast – May 22, 1974 – 7:03 PM CST
> NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE – WICHITA, KS
A LONE SUPERCELL STORM HAS FORMED 6 MILES WEST OF DALTON RIDGE, KANSAS.
THIS STORM DEVELOPED UNDER NON-TORNADIC CONDITIONS.
A LARGE, CONE-SHAPED TORNADO IS CONFIRMED ON THE GROUND.
UNUSUAL BEHAVIOR AND FATALITIES REPORTED OUTSIDE OF NORMAL PATH.
DAMAGE INCLUDES SYMBOLIC MARKS, UNEXPLAINED STRUCTURAL BREACHES, AND INTENTIONAL BODY PLACEMENTS.
THIS IS NOT A NORMAL TORNADO.
SHELTER IMMEDIATELY. DO NOT APPROACH. DO NOT FOLLOW. DO NOT WATCH.
REPEAT: THIS IS NOT A NORMAL WEATHER EVENT.
---
THE STORM THAT WASN’T FORECASTED
It was a still evening—clear skies, no moisture, not even a breeze. Dalton Ridge was quiet, like most places in the heartland. And then the pressure dropped.
Not gradually. All at once.
At 6:49 PM, farmers reported a strange “hum” coming from the west. The air turned cold, but the sky stayed cloudless. Until suddenly, out of the fading orange light, a supercell bloomed.
It didn’t drift in from another region. It manifested—slowly rotating, towering like a sentient cathedral. No other storms. No warm front. Just one storm, alone.
And from it came the tornado.
---
THE CONE WITH HANDS
It was textbook at first glance: a classic cone-shaped EF5, wide-bottomed, heavy with debris. But then people started seeing what shouldn’t exist:
Two floating, circular shapes rotated beside the funnel. They were like storm halos—dense, round clusters of cloud and vapor, moving with eerie calm. Within them extended claws—long and sharpened like wind-formed talons. And each hand—not attached to any arms or limbs—held something.
One had a revolver.
The other, a machete.
---
IT DIDN’T JUST KILL — IT HUNTED
Dalton Ridge wasn’t demolished. Not flattened.
Instead, it was surgically dissected.
A librarian was found tied to a desk chair, face beaten in with a claw hammer that didn’t belong to him.
A rancher was buried upright, hands folded, inside a grain silo—with his own shotgun stuffed into his chest cavity.
A teenage girl was discovered nailed to the roof of an abandoned house.
Several bodies showed signs of ritualistic wounds, geometric cuts across the chest, or limbs missing in mirror-image symmetry.
These weren’t storm deaths. These were mimicry—each one modeled after infamous serial killers.
Bundy’s lures.
Gacy’s theatricality.
The Zodiac’s cryptic flair.
All too specific. Too calculated.
---
THE SYMBOL
Investigators found it scorched into fields, carved into trees, etched into metal silos and siding:
A tight spiral—the cyclone shape—but wrapped in claw-like arcs, like talons holding it from all sides. Always in the center of the worst damage. Like a signature.
Locals began calling it the "Eye of the Tornadic God."
---
THE STORM ABOVE: A RELUCTANT PARENT
Those who got close—storm chasers, farmers, survivors—described the supercell itself as something separate from the twister. Not evil. Not violent. Just... suffering.
One amateur chaser said:
> “It felt like it didn’t want to make the tornado, like it was being forced to. But the thing it spawned? That wasn’t a storm. That was a believer.”
Some say the lightning pulses within the supercell resembled drumbeats. Others claimed they heard chanting in the wind—though recordings captured only static.
---
THE GOD IT WORSHIPS
The tornado is not a creature of chance. It doesn’t wander aimlessly. It follows a doctrine.
The spiral symbol and kill patterns point to a belief system—a ritual, one victim at a time. The Tornadic God, as it came to be known in regional folklore, is a theoretical weather deity worshiped by the vortex through offerings of death and patterned chaos.
Each kill, each burial, each arrangement is an act of reverence. The tornado isn’t just sentient. It’s devout.
Its kills are sermons. Its path is scripture. Its symbol is its prayer.
---
THE EXIT
At 7:52 PM, the tornado stopped.
It didn’t rope out. It didn’t dissipate.
It simply… retracted, back into the supercell. The storm lingered over a field south of town for exactly seven minutes—then drifted eastward and never vanished.
Weather radar tracked the system for another 64 hours, slowly gliding east, across Missouri and into Kentucky, leaving spiral symbols in fields, silent towns, and unconfirmed disappearances.
The storm didn’t die.
It left.
---
EPILOGUE: THE STORM STILL MOVES
Reports continued—sporadic, covered up:
1982: A teacher in Arkansas found buried beneath her classroom floor, school untouched.
1991: Five bodies in an abandoned church in rural Kentucky, arranged like a spiral.
2005: A father and son found in a trench in Tennessee, skin carved with storm patterns.
2009: The tornado touched down for five minutes in southern Indiana. One death. Body buried. Spiral symbol burned into a fencepost.
Each time, the radar shows one supercell.
One cone tornado.
Two floating clawed hands.
Weapons. Symbols. Silence.
And it always disappears—not dissipates.
---
FROM AN OLD EMERGENCY WEATHER RADIO — SCORCHED INTO THE BATTERY DOOR
> “It’s not what’s in the tornado—IT is the tornado.”
---
​
Found this on a random old wiki.
This is some old crap, what are you doing here? ~ DicedyPoke (Originally Spy vs spy)
Author's note
This Creepypasta is not real and is just made up and is different from the other creepypastas on this wiki, so PLEASE, do not try typing in scottgames.com/offline.exe to see if it works because it DOESN'T, unlike the other creepypastas on the wiki which are similar to fanfictions as they are backstories or others, this creepypasta is about an unreleased fnaf game, so PLEASE, don't judge me ;)
Creepypasta
You probably know a horror game franchise called Five Nights at Freddy's, right? Well, there was rumored to be an unreleased game which was claimed to be the FIRST Five Nights at Freddy's game in the franchise back in 2013. It was believed that Scott wanted to make a REAL horror game unlike the other ones and like the other horror games like slender, amnesia, and Outlast, but then realized what mistake he made and stopped. The time i found the download and played it was in December 13, 2014, while I was messing around with inspect elements in Scott's website, I decided to type in "scottgames.com/offline.exe" for some random reason, but when I pressed enter, a download appeared titled "Five Nights At Freddy's 0." I was confused by. Why Scott would add a download in such a random link? But I was pretty proud of myself for being the first to discover it. When I clicked on it, it took me to a menu which was the same menu as Five Nights at Freddy's 1, but the v.0.31 was gone and the Scott Cawthon 2014 and the title were replaced with "Scott Cawthon 2013" and "Five Nights At Freddy's 0"
Fnaf02
I hit new game, it didn't take me to an intro with a newspaper stating that Freddy Fazbear's Pizza needs a night guard, in fact, it just skipped straight to the game, the security office didn't look very interesting, a grey blank wall with no posters, a hallway in the middle, and a table with a puppet plushy which seems withered with a cracked mask, blood running from the eye holes, and organs bursting from the chest. Then there was a phone call. "uh... hello? HELLO? well if your hearing this, the chances are... (death will come for you) you made a poor career choice" Death will come for you? What kind of employee would say that? I decided to open the camera, I realized that there was only two cameras: Cam 08 and Cam -6.
File:Fnaf0.png
I flipped to cam 08 to find that Golden Freddy was standing in what appears to be a child's bedroom with a realistic baby in a crib behind him, crying, the strange thing about golden freddy is that his jaw was missing and he had blood shot eyes. I switched to cam -6, which had no signal. I checked the hall light to find Golden Freddy. Again, with no jaw, but now, with blank souless eyes. I tried to close the door, finding out that the door button wouldn't work as it looked like blood was spilled on it, of COURSE it wouldn't work, why would a door button covered in blood work anyways? I checked the hall light once more to see if Golden Freddy was gone, when i checked it, it went black for a second then went back to normal, except that the door was absent and that the puppet's purple tears and lipsticks were gone, as if they were washed off.
I checked the cameras again, this time, there was a new camera: cam 0. I checked cam 0 finding that it was a non-8-bit recreation ending of fnaf 3 where purple man gets killed inside springtrap, but not 3d rendered, in fact, it looked like as if it happened in real life. In fact, the ghosts of the five children looked like if they burned alive.
That was when i heard a scream, in fact it sounded very realistic i actually jumped out of my seat. I scrambled onto my feet and checked cam 08. When i checked it, something was different. The baby that was in the crib was absent and Golden Freddy was soaked in blood. Blood drained from my face and was refilled with dread, a dread, that Golden Freddy would look at me, so i quickly switched to cam -6.
When i saw cam -6, i was horrified, what i saw was a picture of a child, inside an abandoned freddy fazbear's pizza, lying down with the same details as the puppet plushy in the office, cracked-open head, bleeding eye sockets, and organs bursting from the chest, but unlike the puppet plushy, other organs were spilling out of the mouth. And behind him were 2 legs with purple pants on that were covered in blood, possibly the purple man. I almost vomited at that point, so i close down the monitor, only triggering Golden Freddy's jumpscare. Not the same one Golden Freddy would used in this version, Golden Freddy actually had teeth showing like the poster of Golden Freddy you would see very rarely, including the slowed down version of the scream for 1 second until my computer crashed and went blue screen. At that point, what i saw, from the corner of my eye, what looked like a bloody jawless golden freddy, i quickly looked at where he was standing, but i saw nothing. I looked back at my computer screen, which was still on the BSOD. I tried restarting but I got the same blue screen, meaning I had to reboot my computer. This time, it booted up as normal, that's when I got to the Windows 7 startup sound, in the middle of that, the same Golden Freddy jumpscare appeared, but unlike the other one, it didn't cause my computer to go blue screen, in fact, it stayed, even after the scream. I tried shutting down my computer by holding down the power button, but it didn't work. I waited for it to end, it stayed for 2 minutes then it finally went to my desktop. This time, there was a notepad on my desktop, it had no name, I opened it up only to find that it said "cAn YOu GUesS WhO I aM?" Blood drained from my face, i deleted the text file and emptied my recycle bin. Last night, when i was about to enter my bedroom, i saw the same figure, running through the hallway.
Eclipse
It'd been 2 months after the incident when i played fnaf 0, I typed in scottgames.com/offline.exe again to see if it still worked or not but only directed me to a page with a white background and black texts, saying "this page is no longer available as it will give you a download that will HARM your computer." My final conclusion was that Scott's website was hacked by a person with a sick twisted mind and added the download link, and that Scott later found that out and deleted it to avoid others finding it and blaming it on HIM. 2 weeks later, i was received an email from an unknown person, i clicked on it, i found out that it only had 3 words: It WAs ME.
And 7001 is smiling like the tornadic hunter that he is
But something feels off about this.
But everything else is normal.
Sans hasn't become HIM yet.
Oh well let's just let the battle begin
\*You feel like your going to have a mad time as usual
This theme starts playing right here:
https://youtu.be/495MUfrcbMc?si=801FkmZZ-qgcCMfC
((And yes this is the beginning and prologue of the post-dusttale Arc))
​
You see project hybrid in the
Distance
You're hiding from him
You open his file:
Project Hybrid or Hybridhog. He is a combination of Sonic.exe's(2011x) and Sonic's DNA, and he is essentially stronger than both of them. Additionally, he has the capability to defeat both characters.
He is made of anti-matter, resulting from the fusion of physical matter and dark matter, which creates anti-matter. He believes that he is, in fact, the true Sonic and Sonic.exe.
His personality is an extreme version of 2017X's personality, and I find it interesting to think that a version of Subterfuge could be based on this character.
Overall, he has a mix of both X's and Sonic's personalities.
Furthermore, he serves as the personal assistant of AML-7001.
And his powers are pretty much all of the powers of Both Sonic and X he combines both X and Sonic's tactics and battle attacks in battle.
Additionally, the gold tooth is actually his gold fang, lol.
Project hybrid then sees you
*Are you okay, I'm not going to harm you, yet.
You've noticed his pattern of speech seems to be a fusion of 2011x's and sonic's own.
Item #: SCP-15125
Object Class: Keter
Threat Level: Crimson
Nicknames: “The Tall Man”, “The Dallas Revenant Twister”, “The Walking Supercell Tornado”
Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-15125 cannot be contained by physical means due to its size, mobility, destructive capacity, and atmospheric integration. Global meteorological agencies cooperating with the Foundation (primarily NOAA, NWS, Environment Canada, and JMA) automatically reroute radar feeds and EAS infrastructure to Foundation-controlled intercept servers when SCP-15125 manifests.
During manifestation events, all public tornado warnings within the affected state or region are replaced with Foundation-coded Storm Event Sigma-Red advisories, designed to obscure SCP-15125’s anomalous messaging.
Any SCP, anomalous entity, or fictional character currently housed at or transported through a site within a 500 km radius of SCP-15125’s radar signature must be evacuated underground or placed into hardened deep-hold shelters. SCP-15125 deliberately targets any living or quasi-living entity deemed “sentient,” regardless of ontological origin.
Victims overtaken by SCP-15125 (designated SCP-15125-H) are not to be terminated unless they become an immediate existential threat to the site. SCP-15125-H instances remain fully alive but cognitively suppressed; neural reading indicates persistent consciousness trapped in an inner sensory blackout space featuring extreme meteorological hallucination imagery.
If SCP-15125-H is recovered post-extraction, they are to be held in a medical isolation chamber for no less than 72 hours for decompression, psychological stabilization, and auditory desensitization therapy following exposure to wind volumes exceeding 150 dB.
Description:
SCP-15125 is the designation given to the Dallas, Texas tornado of April 2, 1957, specifically the multiple-vortex tornado photographed as it moved south of Dallas. While the historical tornado dissipated according to all meteorological records, Foundation analysis, eyewitness accounts, and recovered photographic evidence confirm that the tornado underwent an anomalous transformation mid-track.
The tornado began as a standard F3 multiple-vortex tornado (consistent with historical documentation) before rapidly reorganizing, intensifying to EF5 wind speeds, and forming humanoid characteristics:
The primary condensation funnel elongated vertically into a 4,921-ft-tall humanoid-tornado column, with the associated supercell perched atop it like a rotating “hat.”
The lower funnel bifurcated into two conical legs, capable of retracting into a single funnel to mimic the tornado’s original 1957 appearance.
Two lateral arm-funnels developed from the mid-column. These do not end in hands but in sharp, narrow, spike-like funnels capable of puncturing infrastructure and gripping victims through directed wind shear.
A third posterior tentacle-funnel developed, functioning as a “tail.”
All limbs can act independently and exhibit full locomotive and manipulative control.
Despite the nickname “The Tall Man,” SCP-15125 is not a human, hominid, or biological organism. It is a sentient supercell tornado mimicking humanoid posture and behaviors.
The entity behaves with predatory intention. When any human, SCP, or fictional character (all fully real to SCP-15125, as it does not respond to decoys) approaches within ~3 km, SCP-15125:
Stops moving and stands ominously, supercell rotating quietly above its funnel “head.”
After a delay of 5–20 seconds, it accelerates toward the target at speeds up to 73 mph, matching the estimated forward speed of the 1925 Tri-State tornado.
SCP-15125 then “jumps”—a sudden upward thrust generated by wind convergence—and forces its entire body, including the supercell, directly into the victim’s mouth, regardless of anatomical plausibility.
The tornado funnels itself down into the lungs, filling the body with compacted vortex structures without physically destroying organs. It does not kill the victim.
The victim blacks out and enters an internal sensory domain featuring radar screens, polygons, SPC risk maps, NOAA weather radio loops, Doppler towers, and vivid replays of historic violent tornado impacts (e.g., Joplin 2011, Xenia 1974, El Reno 2013).
SCP-15125 assumes full motor control of the victim, but not autonomic function. This can last from 4 minutes to 36 hours.
During possession, SCP-15125 uses its arms, legs, and tail to mimic the normal motion of whatever body it is inhabiting, while simultaneously causing building-level destruction around it consistent with EF5 tornado damage.
Photographic Evidence
Three historically-recovered photographs taken near Dallas in 1957 depict the transition:
Photo 1: The tornado appears exactly as it did historically—multiple vortex, bending slightly, heavy debris.
Photo 2: A faint protrusion resembling an arm-funnel forms on the left side.
Photo 3: Two complete arm-funnels extend fully from the central column; the lower funnel splits into bilateral legs.
These photographs were seized from local archives in 1958 and replaced with modified, non-anomalous copies.
Behavioral Addendum – EAS Anomalies:
SCP-15125 somehow hijacks local or statewide Emergency Alert System (EAS) networks during manifestation. It produces tornado warnings that begin as completely normal NWS-issued tornado warnings, including SAME tones, 1050 Hz bursts, and standard NWS phrasing.
However, the moment the warning would normally list a county or city, the warning instead states the full legal name of SCP-15125’s intended target.
Example:
“THE NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE IN FORT WORTH HAS ISSUED A TORNADO WARNING FOR… JACOB MICHAEL HARRISON… EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY.”
After identifying the target, SCP-15125 modifies the warning into a direct threat, before returning to normal NWS formatting:
“…YOU CANNOT RUN FROM ME, JACOB. I AM MOVING AT SEVENTY-THREE MILES PER HOUR. I WILL ENTER YOU. DO NOT HIDE. YOU ARE MINE.…
…THIS IS A PARTICULARLY DANGEROUS SITUATION… TAKE COVER NOW…”
In one recorded manifestation, SCP-15125 broadcast its takeover warning to the entire state.
These warnings are acoustically and visually identical to legitimate NWS products aside from anomalous content. The NWS denies issuing them.
You really wonder why he has this for no reason.
*Shows you the poster of this
AML-7001: YEAH I FOUND THIS
TRASH
YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT THE ACTOR FOR GREEN GOBLIN DID
AS WELL AS THE DIRECTOR AND ONE OF THE ACTORS OF THIS >!OF THIS SORRY EXCUSE OF A MOVIE!<
Fictional Character Control Agency (FCC) – Mutated Fictional Object File
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FCC-MFO-███
“Spy Sappin My Sentr—It’s Moving”
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Object Class:
Keter-Extranarrative / MFO-Class Anomaly
Containment Status:
Uncontained (Mobile Asset – Badlands Region, TF2 Universe Layer-Delta)
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Overview:
FCC-MFO-███ is a sentient, autonomous, and highly aggressive Mann Co. Level 3 Sentry Gun that originated within the Team Fortress 2 universe stratum (designated TF2-Δ-197X). The unit initially manifested as a standard, non-anomalous defensive emplacement manufactured by Mann Co., identical in appearance to baseline Level 3 sentry configurations.
Following an unidentified external interaction involving a baseline-reality individual (see Addendum 04), the structure underwent immediate ontological reclassification into a Mutated Fictional Object (MFO), gaining sapience, locomotion, and predatory behavior.
The object is currently classified as completely indestructible by all known FCC, SCP Foundation, and GOC countermeasures.
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Anomalous Properties:
FCC-MFO-███ retains its original Level 3 Sentry appearance, but exhibits the following deviations:
Autonomous Locomotion:
The tripod base functions as articulated legs, allowing full terrestrial movement. Motion produces heavy metallic thumping audible across long distances.
Adaptive Weapon Morphology:
“Head” structure functions as a dual rocket silo system
“Arms” operate as integrated rapid-fire machine guns
Weapon output scales dynamically based on perceived threat level
Self-Upgrading State Shifting:
The unit can shift between all known sentry configurations instantaneously (Level 1 → Level 3), though it naturally prefers its true stabilized form: Level 3 configuration
Bio-Absorptive Ammunition Cycle:
The entity does not require traditional resupply. It has been observed consuming organic matter to replenish internal ballistic mass.
Indestructibility:
All kinetic, incendiary, memetic, and ontological termination attempts have failed. Damage appears to be “reassigned” outside causality.
Corruption Vocalization:
The entity communicates through a distorted, non-human voice pattern containing layered phonemes inconsistent with known linguistic structures.
Demonic Symbiosis:
Persistent anomalous signatures indicate possession by a female entity identified as Tlahuelpuchia, though direct confirmation is unachieved.
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Discovery Log:
FCC archival material recovered from analog surveillance reels (Badlands Incident Site 2FORT-Δ):
The sentry was originally stationed within the 2Fort defensive perimeter. Prior to activation anomaly, a baseline-reality male subject (unidentified) was observed approaching the unit while Engineer (Dell Conagher) had his back turned.
The subject performed an unknown action on the sentry casing.
He was not observed by any MERC personnel.
Seconds later, the sentry powered on independently.
It did not respond to team authentication.
It began speaking.
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Incident Report: 2FORT MASS CASUALTY EVENT
Following activation, FCC-MFO-███ immediately:
Reclassified all RED and BLU MERC personnel as hostile entities
Breached 2Fort containment fencing using enhanced locomotion
Entered civilian perimeter zones of the Badlands region
Initiated sustained assault on non-combatant settlements
Multiple civilian casualties were recorded. Due to severity, descriptions of resulting injuries are redacted in full FCC archives.
Recovered evidence indicates:
Consumption of human remains for ballistic replenishment
Use of “ammo recycling” through organic digestion
Prolonged hunting behavior outside of combat zones
The entity did not distinguish between combatants and civilians.
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Anomalous Environmental Effects:
Within 48 hours of emergence:
Vegetation within a 3 km radius was discovered to be composed of rearranged sentry mechanical components, mimicking arboreal structures
A black viscous substance labeled “SPREAD” was found inscribed on multiple structures; properties include:
Non-flammable
Semi-autonomous movement
Tissue-like responsiveness
Ritual markings consistent with pentagrammatic invocation arrays were discovered at multiple breach points
A burned structure (barn facility) contained a sealed room functioning as a cult operations chamber
Inside were recovered texts from baseline-reality occult sources, including passages asserting:
> “God is evil and needs to be killed and the devil is good.”
(Translated from Latin fragment)
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Cult Activity:
Designated: “Cult of the Demonic Sentry”
Composition: mixed TF2 universe civilians, baseline-reality individuals, and unidentified fictional transplants
Belief structure centers on FCC-MFO-███ as a “mechanized vessel of infernal correction”
Ritual activity appears to accelerate anomaly aggression radius expansion
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Addendum 01 – Name Classification:
Recovered vocal distortion analysis and environmental graffiti converge on the designation:
> “Spy Sappin My Sentr—[WHY IS IT MOVING]”
FCC linguists classify the phrase as both:
A corrupted meme-trigger invocation
A partial ontological awakening event marker
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Addendum 02 – Interview Excerpts
Interview Subject: Engineer (Dell Conagher)
FCC Agent: Did you notice anything unusual before activation?
Engineer:
“Look, I build sentries. I know what they sound like when they’re off. That thing wasn’t off. But it wasn’t on either.”
FCC Agent: Describe the moment it became active.
Engineer:
“It turned its head before it should’ve had a head to turn.”
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Interview Subject: Soldier (Jane Doe)
FCC Agent: You were present during the breach response. What did you observe?
Soldier:
“I’ve seen war. I’ve seen things blow up. That wasn’t war.”
FCC Agent: Elaborate.
Soldier:
“I walked into a house after it passed through. There were symbols everywhere. Blood. Not like battlefield blood. Like… arranged.”
(pause)
“I don’t want to talk about what it did to the people inside.”
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Addendum 03 – Final Engagement Attempt
FCC containment strike teams reported:
Direct impact weaponry had no effect
Energy-based neutralization failed to register
The entity appeared to “ignore” destruction attempts entirely
Upon termination failure, FCC-MFO-███ emitted the following phrase:
> “UPGRADING…”
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Current Status:
FCC-MFO-███ is currently roaming the Badlands corridor, avoiding direct containment while intermittently engaging civilian settlements.
It has not returned to any known Mann Co. installation.
All prior containment classifications have been suspended.
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Notes from FCC Dimensional Research Division:
> “This is no longer a sentry gun that became alive.
It is something that remembers being built—and is angry about it.”
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End File.
Someone please make art based on this thing
\*The Murderous Comedian Appears In Front Of You
\*This time with his hood up
\*And in waterfall before you meet undyne.
\*He does not have his mad time eye or either his bad time eye just pitch black eye sockets where they should be.
\*He doesn't have dust either but smells like blood.
\*He has a more disturbing grin then it was before.
[*♥️ ACT]
*Check
*Lv 21 Atk ????? Def ?????
\*Suddenly Sans Sends Attack that is a fusion between his first attacks of Dusttale and Undertale
\*Heh, Do You really think I Wouldn't Lose My Memories.
\*I Will ALWAYS Remember Your Own Genocides.
\*Sans Laughs Manically.
As this theme begins to play
https://youtu.be/phIkvd-zanM?si=DqpdKy0egKXwhLu3
*Post-dusttale waterfall encounter begins
I would have a type of habitable planet these are called dangerous habitable planets This is a type of habitable planets where it's habitual characteristics are actually to a point where they're actually dangerous like for example air itself is somehow dangerous despite being just air and not regular air with toxic chemicals
In the water itself somehow kills you despite being well pure water and not water with chemicals in it
And these planets form in an extreme version of the habitable zone aka the Goldilocks zone
Yeah what the extreme version of the Goldilocks zone is it's basically a version of the Goldilocks zone that is basically very dangerous because the habitable characteristics are dangerous to the point that they can actually kill you
What are possible dangerous habitable planets candidates?
In your opinion
This type of habitable planet
I would have a type of habitable planet these are called dangerous habitable planets This is a type of habitable planets where it's habitual characteristics are actually to a point where they're actually dangerous like for example air itself is somehow dangerous despite being just air and not regular air with toxic chemicals
In the water itself somehow kills you despite being well pure water and not water with chemicals in it
And these planets form in an extreme version of the habitable zone aka the Goldilocks zone
Yeah what the extreme version of the Goldilocks zone is it's basically a version of the Goldilocks zone that is basically very dangerous because the habitable characteristics are dangerous to the point that they can actually kill you
What are possible dangerous habitable planets candidates
This type of habitable planet