SCP Foundation Manuscript

Mr. Lie - SCP-2284

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Item #: SCP-2284

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2284 is to be held within a standard humanoid containment chamber within Hall ██ of Site-██. Only D-Class personnel are to communicate with SCP-2284.

Description: SCP-2284 is a male humanoid of Indian descent that is almost genetically identical to . The words "Mr. Lie, from Little Misters ® by Dr. Wondertainment" are tattooed upon SCP-2284's left bicep.

The speech of SCP-2284 exhibits a cognitohazardous effect that causes others that sense it to believe all declarations and statements made by SCP-2284 are objectively true. Direct audio recordings are subject to this effect. Questions posed by SCP-2284 exhibit no anomalous properties, nor do transcriptions of its speech. Testing has begun to determine whether this property applies to things SCP-2284 writes or types.

SCP-2284 is physically incapable of making true statements. However, it is able to communicate somewhat effectively by relying on rhetorical questions and series of questions that lead others to the desired conclusion.

Research is currently underway to determine a possible connection between SCP-2284 and SCP-2148-2.

Addendum A: The following transcript is from an interview between D-22841 and SCP-2284, recorded by a Foundation speech to text program. Minor edits were made afterward to correct small errors made by the program. Text in italicized brackets are notes by D-22841 during the interview concerning the body language and verbal tone of SCP-2284.

D-22841: Hey. I gotta read you these questions and write how you react. They have it set up so a computer will type out everything we say. That alright?

SCP-2284: Why wouldn't it be?

D-22841: Right. So. How are you today, 2284?

SCP-2284: Couldn't be better. How are you?

D-22841: Eh, could be better.

[Both laugh]

D-22841: Right, so first thing. In 1995 there was an incident featuring SCP-2148, and—

SCP-2284: What's that?

D-22841: Um. One sec, let me double check the number. Ah, right. Blindfolded guy, calls himself Mister Stripes.

(SCP-2284 sits up)

SCP-2284: (Speaks urgently,) What happened to Stripes?

D-22841: Nothing to him, more that he did something. I think. Or the doctors think, I guess. This black bar showed up on the cameras for a while, and then at the end he had this photo. Later, when they looked at his Little Misters list, your name was blacked out.

(SCP-2284 becomes progressively more relaxed during explanation)

SCP-2284: (Relieved?) Oh, is that all? Stripes himself is alright?

D-22841: So far as I know. You didn't have anything to do with that?

SCP-2284: Absolutely not. I can't imagine what kind of sly trickster would even attempt such a feat.

D-22841: Alright. Let's see. Are you aware of your anomalous properties?

SCP-2284: Anomalous properties?

D-22841: Magic stuff, basically. Um. It says you can convince anyone of anything you say.

SCP-2284: How would they know, if anyone I speak to is affected?