"Don't come over! Absolutely do not come over!"
The 'Loki' on the high platform waved its arms, its twenty tentacles behind it trembling wildly, as it loudly and sincerely warned Michelle and the other Paratroopers:
"Go away quickly! Anyone who gets close to me will go crazy! Don't come over!"
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The group of Paratroopers, having entered combat status, halted their advance and stood guard upon hearing the warning from the 'Loki', not daring to move forward rashly.
At this moment, Michelle asked the Agent beside her in a deep voice: "Buddy, didn't you have close contact with that guy? Why didn't you go crazy?"
Hearing the skeptical tone in the question, the Agent also shrugged helplessly and said: "I don't know why that is either."
"Everyone." At this moment, William's voice came over the comms:
"The anomaly caused by the 'Loki' cannot affect you; even close contact will not cause you to go insane.
So feel free to contain it. If the 'Loki' attempts to resist, you have the right to respond with force."
Having received a personal guarantee from the Boss, Michelle immediately replied: "Yes! Boss."
Then, looking at the surrounding Paratroopers, she ordered: "Continue with the original plan. Company A, follow me!"
"Yes, Officer." Having received the order, the Paratroopers quickly spread out and advanced, preparing to contain the 'Loki'.
Three squads of eighteen Paratroopers quickly climbed the stairs to the high platform, reaching the top in just a few dozen seconds. They formed a semi-circle and aimed their weapons at the 'Loki' hiding behind the chair.
"You... you guys are okay?" the 'Loki' asked in surprise.
The lead Paratrooper walked up, pressing the muzzle of his M41A almost against the other's face, and warned calmly:
"Please raise your hands and do not move. Wait for us to transfer you. If you dare to flee or resist, we will take necessary measures against you."
"I get it, I get it!"
Kneeling on both knees, the 'Loki' obediently raised its hands high, and even pointed its twenty tentacles upward, fearing it might draw the Paratroopers' attention.
This...
The group of helmeted Paratroopers looked at each other, wondering if this was really a Keter-level anomaly.
However, the lead Paratrooper still reported to Serana: "This is Paratrooper Battalion 2. The anomaly codenamed 'Loki' has been contained."
"Received. The pelican carrying the Technicians has entered the atmosphere. Expected arrival time is ten minutes. Please wait patiently."
"Yes."
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Item: Cult Scram (Fuck off Cult).
Alias: Chuunibyou God.
Class: Keter.
Appearance:
The item possesses a 4.14-meter-tall body, weighs 230 kilograms, and has twenty muscular tentacles on its back.
The use of the item's tentacles has been confirmed to be similar to its arms and hands, allowing it to perform multiple tasks simultaneously.
Description:
The item's primary anomaly is that after physical contact, standing nearby, visual observation, or other forms of interaction, subjects will develop an extreme sense of worship toward the item.
Affected humans will uncontrollably seek to please the item, such as through self-harm, self-mutilation, blood sacrifices, offering the reproductive organs of mammals, etc.
Under normal circumstances, these are not the item's own preferences or desires, but rather spontaneously organized by the affected humans.
Once the number of affected humans reaches a certain amount, they will establish a cult organization called'Singing Praises to Darkness', which possesses a high level of hierarchical management.
The item itself does not know the meaning of'Singing Praises to Darkness'.
Affected humans not only experience mental derangement but also undergo physiological mutations.
Eventually, they all transform into a form with a height of about 3 meters, a weight of 150 kilograms, and 4 to 7 tentacles growing on their backs.
This is not the item's own intention. After multiple assessments by Containment Center No. 4, it has been confirmed that it does not harbor hostility toward humans.
However, the influence it exerts on humans is uncontrollable; if not managed, it will inevitably cause chaos in normal society.
Therefore, this item is classified as Keter.
Note: For unknown reasons, the item cannot cause any influence on employees belonging to the Umbrella Corporation.
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Containment Procedures:
Facility: Containment Center No. 4, located in Antarctica.
Given that the item is extremely willing to cooperate with the company's arrangements and is a voluntarily contained anomaly, it is contained 100 meters underground in an enlarged special cell.
It is guarded by two squads of Marines.
Additionally, the item has submitted its requests, hoping to eat a McDonald's cheeseburger combo or a Burger King chicken sandwich combo every day, preferably with an iced Coke.
If possible, it also hopes to have an Xbox console and the latest games, including "anomaly crisis".
The requests were approved.
Therefore, it is also jokingly called the "Chuunibyou God" by the Officers at the containment center.
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The following content is the video archive of the interrogation of the item by Researcher ■ ■;
Monitor perspective.
The item is sitting against one side of the interrogation room, with four Marines holding M41A pulse rifles standing around it.
Researcher ■ ■ enters the interrogation room and sits in front of the item.
Dialogue begins.
Researcher ■ ■: "(Kind tone) Hello, my name is ■ ■. May I ask what your name is?"
Item: "(Holding its head in its hands, sighing) My real name is {REDACTED}."
Researcher ■ ■: "Oh? It seems you were once a human."
Item: "(Nodding vigorously) Yes! I lived in the town of Fort Dell in Utah, but on February ■, this year, I woke up and became like this!"
Researcher ■ ■: "And then?"
Item: "And then? Then I went to find my roommates for help. Who knew that as soon as they saw me, they knelt down, calling me Master, Master. You know, just like those cultists you guys shot dead."
I wanted to find someone to help, but who knew they would be just as crazy as my roommates. In the end, I just inexplicably became their god..."
Those rich lunatics even built me a palace! Oh, my God..."
I tried to explain that I am not a god, and I don't want to be worshipped. I just want to play games at home!"
But once I run out of the palace, they start to crazily self-mutilate!"
So I can only helplessly stay in that dilapidated palace. It's a good thing you appeared in time, otherwise more people would have been harmed... Sigh, it's all my fault."
Screw the cult!"
Researcher ■ ■: "Alright, thank you for your cooperation. Next, I will ask some detailed questions. I hope you can continue to answer truthfully."
Item: "No problem."
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The appearance of the 'Cult Scram' anomaly this time is taken from SCP-2662 'Cthulhu Fhtagn' (Cult Scram).
'Cult Scram' and SCP-2662 do not cause those cultists to mutate.
The specific details, the author won't write them out; everyone can search for them online.
Moreover, SCP-2662 is just a total Chuunibyou otaku; he even demands to play over $50 worth of games every month.
He is also an SCP who was voluntarily contained, and then, thanks to the 'efforts' of his cultists, successfully promoted from Euclid to Keter...
Very tragic.
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