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SCP-001 (qntm's Proposal)
SCP-001 (Dr. Mackenzie's Proposal)
SCP-001 (TwistedGears/Kaktus Proposal)
I'll be doing Bright's Proposal at a late date, the Factory is gonna need an CRT all of its own
Also, minor adjustment but 682's immortality actually comes from 343, not the Brothers, and true 682 can fly
- Older than Time
- Second key for the Prime Materia
- Apakht, the Primitive Force, the Primordial Aether
- "It is a… a concept, a force, of sorts. It is something that influences everything within its reach, and is omnipresent in scope. It is comparable to gravity; the effects it produces can be observed, but it itself cannot."
- "I believe you have encountered its offspring first hand. Chaos, impossibility, chance… to it, everything is clay and malleable. It yields to no rules, no classification. I am an example; you cannot harm me, though such is unreasonable. I cannot die, nor can the other guardians, no matter our age."
- It sang, sang, sang in discordance, disordered and unrestrained, untethered and free, freedom in Its timeless state, a state of chaos.
- Time was meaningless to Something that never began and would never end. Space was a useless concept to that which was All and encompassed All. It had simply Been. Eternal in the truest of senses.
- Paradise was bent and broken. It was swallowed and pressed into the growing Spiral, found by shape, imprisoned in rigid form. It was rent from the comfort of perpetual unreality, dragged into Itself. Within the whirl, aeons became centuries became moments became ages became eons. Strange and Powerful things flickered into and out of existence. There was Life, even. Existing as if they always had been there, or perhaps they had. Until suddenly they didn't, and never had. But the Spiral demanded perfection. Demanded Order. Here too it spread, in spite of the actions undertaken by the gods and concepts that inhabited the layer.
- The Spiral corkscrewed tighter and tighter. Raking all that was and had been closer and closer. Finite-infinite things cried out in unison, as they were drawn into the deepest point within the Spiral, brimming with all the energy that could conceivably exist. Down, down, down. Into a single point. Countless explosions erupted in furious synchronicity. Universe upon universe upon universe upon universe. Space and time spontaneously generating simultaneously in each. There was sense and structure. Rules and constants. The endless, formless one had been subdued. The abyss had been occupied. The Prima Materia. Shredded and deposited across all of these planes. Every piece at once a whole. It struggled in its prison. It raged and shook. It scratched at the bars. It tore at the seams. It clawed and corrupted. It lashed and gnashed and hated hated hated. It hated these things that had been carved from it. It hated with a passion the things that truly Were.
SCP-001 (Dr. Mackenzie's Proposal)
- Not much here but seeing as the SCP multiverse is confirmed to have infinite universes, should be 2-A instead of just 2B
- The Tzadikim Nistarim
- "Set prayed for hope, and he was answered. He was shown the path the future would take. There was to be a Flood, until such a time when the Scarlet King might truly be destroyed. A period of safety within Yesod, where magic was hidden, and the King was trapped in his hellish realms. The war would be fought in secret, until such secrecy was no longer needed. By the instructions set before him, Set gathered thirty-six men and women to him, and established of them an order, forever hidden. In absolute humility would they serve the world, passing their mantles from one generation to the next in secret, unknown even to themselves, until the end of all things. They would be the ones to set the world right. The Thirty-Six scattered to distant nations, and there they waited, as doom came to Daevon in the east."
- One light remained. "Thirty-six saints gathered on the mountain slope, and together fulfilled their ancient destiny. The passing of the world in this cruel and horrible fashion could not be helped - they had been waylaid by the forces of the world too long to prevent the horrors of the King, but they were not without power. Creation could not be healed, but the King might be made vulnerable. The seals he had placed upon himself, all those ancient defenses, were dissolved."
- Not much to change here, just a description adjustment to having created 2634, the most powerful SCP that isnt its own individual entity or was created by someone else
SCP-001 (TwistedGears/Kaktus Proposal)
I'll be doing Bright's Proposal at a late date, the Factory is gonna need an CRT all of its own
Also, minor adjustment but 682's immortality actually comes from 343, not the Brothers, and true 682 can fly
