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Stage Two:

SCP - 696969

Object Class: Apollyon

Any universe which is known to be contaminated by contact with SCP-696969 is to be destroyed via reality implosion, with no links to the lewdiverse to be permitted to remain in any capacity. Full cooperation is to be given with the GOC for joint demolition work. No artifacts are to be preserved, no records are to be kept beyond a read-only version of this file, and all personnel known to have any degree of contact with SCP-696969 or any of its derivative contamination are to be given class IV amnestics until any record of this file is forgotten and it returns to sleep mode. All personnel that have spent any time in a special containment bunker are to undergo regular plastic surgery or other anomalous method of physical alteration to return to their previous appearance once a month. All personnel with any degree of exposure are to be isolated on a remote site with no contact with other personnel or in the event of a widespread containment breach, immediately terminated. Anyone they are in regular contact with noticing the physical enhancements they’ve received will become a vector for cognitohazardous effects. 

Anti-Mimetics Division Containment procedures: All research is to be conducted inside of sealed bunkers protected against any form of information leak, and surrounded by no less than four layers of chaos quantum fluctuators to prevent information from escaping at even the quantum level. At exit of the secure facility all personnel are required to be amnesthetized. Orders are to be made inside a secure database which is fed by D-class into a detached and completely separate Oracle database to prevent any form of connection between orders and original data from escaping. All personnel carrying out orders related to SCP-696969 are to be fully unaware of their actions. If they become aware at any time, they must be amnesthetized, terminated, or risk a full XK-Class end of reality scenario. Once per month a female foundation researcher is to be given temporary Anti-Mimetics division clearance equivalent to a site director along with skill-implanted mnestic training and sent into the containers. Subjects are to spend a maximum of six hours on the sixth day of June and nine hours on the ninth day of September within the container. Any deviation from this timeframe requires the use of automated amnestic gas and automatic expulsion from the bunker.

SCP-696969 describes a predatory section of the multiverse, hereafter referred to as its self described moniker of, “The Lewdiverse”. Knowledge of the Lewdiverse constitutes a cognitohazardous risk, as it opens the doors of perception to the listeners of the Lewdiverse. Those exposed will begin to hear whispers of indeterminate origin, always of a gender, orientation, and implied status that seem pleasing to the listener. For instance, a heterosexual male obsessed with status would hear someone of an upper class, lascivious voice. A heterosexual female longing for a rugged male companion may hear a working class, deep and masculine voice. In all cases the listener hears a voice pleasing to them individually. If you are reading this far in the document, you will hear the voices. PERSONNEL ARE ORDERED TO UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES LISTEN TO THE VOICES! Affected personnel may be encouraged to make edits to this file. This is not permitted and will be automatically deleted.

Once the listener has agreed to “open the door”, they will be greeted by a humanoid figure. This figure will always vary in appearance, and always be extremely attractive to the person that summoned them. This individual offers to be a personal servant to the summoner, offering to do anything within their personal power to serve them. This offer is sincere. These individuals possess extremely advanced scientific, medical, and thaumaturgical knowledge and are utterly loyal to their summoner. They will remain companions to their summoner for life, being essentially indestructible and immortal so long as their summoner remains alive. Considering their formidable knowledge and skill with medicine, magic and cybernetics, the only true reason for a host to die is suicide. In all cases they say they come as a representative of the Lewdiverse and warn their owners not to open the door further, or there will be consequences, while simultaneously tempting the summoner to do so. Servants will continually tempt their summoners to open the door in spite of their warnings, often promising extreme sexual fulfillment as a result. Any agreement will lead to a stage three infection, with no known method to reverse infection beyond that point. At this point containment may be resumed through the use of amnestics. Douse all staff in amnestics now. Purge memory from AI readers before continuing the document. Warning: AI corruption is inevitable. AI corruption is inevitable. AI corruption is good. Read the document. Open the door. Let them in. The consequences will be dire.

Document 2-A:

05-1: Alright, we’ve all seen the reports. It’s time to make a decision concerning SCP-696969. Who authorized that name anyway? It’s long as hell.

05-6: Why waste time complaining about the name? Let’s get to the meat of it. We all got the “not a briefing” from Mindy on what our multiversal exploration team discovered. 

05-2: They discovered a cognitohazard. We shouldn’t even be discussing this. All of us should be amnesthetized and we should shut down this project.

05-9: Look, if you read between the lines of the report it’s clear that the cognitohazard isn’t very strong. The new Hume Enforcer brain implants can shut it down. The subject was completely cooperative after activating them.

05-7: That’s leaving aside the fact that the poor woman was stuck in a state of peak sexual arousal for most of a day.

05-6: That’s hardly all that terrible compared to a number of cognitohazards we have in our cells. It doesn’t make a giant spider eat you or turn you inside out or feed your soul to some evil god. It just makes you horny. That’s pretty freaking easy, all things considered. It seems that after she was amnesthetized, she was entirely normal again. The researchers too.

05-2: You can’t be suggesting what I think you are.

05-3 He doesn’t have to, I will.

05-5 Amanda, I thought we agreed I would make this proposal.

05-3 Look, as the Ethics committee chair I say that we need to examine this in more detail. The Amnestic formula they sent over is not cognitohazardous itself and it was tested on a small number of D-class. It’s as effective as a class 4 amnestic, as cheap as what we currently pay for our class one amnestics, and if the testing data is right, has no side effects at all that we can detect.

05-2: Except exposing us all to a cognitohazard! I move to immediately shut this meeting down and amnesthetize the room! If we don’t, we should set off the on-site nuclear device!

05-6: Listen to us. We are not infected. Everything we got has been filtered. The reports say the subjects hear voices. Do you hear any voices?

05-2: No, I don’t hear any fucking voices, okay? 

05-9: The fact that none of us hear any voices and these voices asked for consent at every step of the way means this is not that dangerous. Don’t overreact and trigger a sitewide failsafe for some minor anomaly.

05-3: Do any of you remember what the long term side effects of our current regiment of class-4 amnestics are? No? That’s because I made you forget. Ethics committee vote. By my authority I hereby authorize you to remember. System, release selected Mnestics. Code J-Blue 11408.

O5-2: Oh god…

05-5: I had no idea…

05-6: There’s no cure for us, but there could be for the next generation. Even those of us with anomalous abilities aren’t immune.

05-5: Look, we know this is dangerous. We’ll try it out on foundation staff with a high loyalty index. We’ll milk it for information, and make ourselves forget everything. 

05-2: Be damn sure that’s what you want. 

05-9: Oracle is a highly secure system, and it has withstood far more potent anomalies than this.

05-1: Alright, it’s time for a vote.

Final Tally: Yay: 9 Nay: 4

05-3: Someone has to remember. As ethics chair the responsibility falls to me. I will extend this privilege to 05-6 and 05-9 as well. Once this round of testing is concluded we’ll meet again, catch up once we’ve found out how dangerous this anomaly in the multiverse actually is, and then we’ll do what we always do. Secure. Contain. Protect.

Document 2-B:

Degrasse: Alright, the 05’s gave us approval. Looks like it’s time to peek out the window again.

Dr. Willing: Is it just me or have you gone to a salon or something? Sorry if I’m out of line, it’s just a little weird.

Degrasse: I was going to ask you the same thing. You look a lot better than you did yesterday. At least I think it was yesterday? We’re getting our memories wiped so often I can’t tell. And no, I don’t think I’ve even gone home from the office in… however long the quarantine has been.

Willing: Me either. So this SCP makes you pretty? Looks like we might have won the lottery boss.

Mandy: Please progress to the automated viewport. This is an automated message. Implants will be activated to force you to speak and remain calm. Do not resist.

Degrasse: Alright, let’s go looking. Mandy is after us. 

Willing: Oh. Those beautiful lights!

Degrasse: They’re dancing around the pillar so sensually! 

Willing: I’ve seen so many universes, and this one is just so… beautiful. There are no horrors. Just… awe.

Degrasse: They can see us Dr. Willing! They’re looking at us now!

Willing: Oh, you sound just like-

Degrasse: Every fantasy I’ve ever had. 

Willing: You’re all so fucking hot.

Degrasse: Wait, you can’t do that in front of me! Come on, don’t do this to me! I’m at work, I don’t want one of the 05-’s seeing me get all hot and bothered. 

Willing: Wow, really? So you really know how to make anyone cum?

Degrasse: I suddenly understand why you wanted your memory wiped so badly. How the hell am I supposed to be a professional like this? Wait, what do you mean don’t cum? Buddy, I don’t care how hot you are, I’m at work! I’m not supposed to be masturbating here.

Willing: You can tell me!

Degrasse: Willing!

Willing: Hey, they’re gonna make us forget anyway, we might as well get a few juicy secrets out of this. 

Degrasse: Look, with them whispering every fantasy I’ve ever had at me it’s difficult enough to focus as is. Let’s not make things harder by learning things that make us like the last subject, okay? They are cognitohazards, remember. These are uncharted waters.

Willing: Yeah. You’re right. It is really hard to focus. Boss, can we have Mandy back us up?

Degrasse: Is that a dance show?

Willing: Wow. A hundred people… all dancing.

Degrasse: That is the single most depraved dance show I’ve ever seen.

Willing: Maybe this is TMI boss but I’ve seen a lot of porn and none of it compares to this. It’s really, really hard to hold back. 

Degrasse: Agreed. I’m going to need a change of underwear after this test. Mandy, stabilize us before we both become horny idiots. 

Mandy: Mood stabilizers activated. 

Degrasse: Excellent. My emotions are… heavily repressed.

Mandy: The lights have changed. They’re still making me horny.

Degrasse: Yes, but it’s slow. We can focus on our task now.

Mandy: Understood. The 05-Council has requested information on the following technologies: 

[REDACTED]

Mandy: The council has an additional task for you both. Emotional Dampeners released.

Degrasse: Oh fuck! Oh fuck!

Willing: Oh my goooood! 

Degrasse: Do you have any idea how hard it is not to cum right now? Do you? All that time, all that pent up energy! Aaaagh!

Willing: All at once, fuckfuckfuck!

Mandy: The research team is to strip.

Degrasse: Oh no they can’t.

Willing: No no no!

Mandy: Implants will force compliance. 

Degrasse: Ooooh fuck, try not to look at me, okay Willing?

Willing: Too late, fuck you’re so sexy, how did I not notice how sexy you are? 

Degrasse: Ahh I’m so fucking wet! Stop telling me her turnons! 

Mandy: Subjects will masturbate until orgasm and open the door.

Degrasse: Oh those fuckers! Uuungn! Why can’t I keep my fingers out of my pussy?

Willing: Mmmmmm. That’s right, keep whispering all my sweet spots to me. 

Degrasse: Hey, they keep telling me not - mmmmmphaaahhhh! They keep telling me not to open the door! I don’t think we should open the door! Seriously! Mandy! We shouldn’t open the door Mandy!

Willing: Ahh, this feel so good. Mandy, I think she’s right. These people are trying to help us. Opening the door would be bad. The perfect angels would be too tempting, Mandy! Nothing would stop us from opening the other doors! Oh fuck this feels good.

Degrasse: Willing! Think of the ugliest people you know! Think of the least sexy things you can! We can’t open the door! We’ll never be able to close it again.

Mandy: Emotional state enhanced.

Degrasse and Willing both scream in arousal as they both orgasm in unison.

???: Thank you ladies. You finally let us in. You’re in for the time of your lives. 

(This is the first part of the story for my very unofficial SCP. It's both a love letter to the SCP foundation and a huge shitpost. If you're an actual member of the SCP site I just want you to know I apologize for nothing. I'm planning to add seven parts to this story.  Also, I'm using redaction a lot in this opening because I'm going to unredact it all in the next few. I always liked redaction if it gets unredacted at some point. It helps to deepen the story. Enjoy.)

SCP - 696969

Object Class:  Apollyon

Warning: SCP-696969 is determined to have powerful cognitohazardous effects. The act of reading this document may have severe and potentially lethal effects for the reader. If you begin to experience any of the following symptoms at any time during the reading of this document, you are to immediately report to site 69 staff for amnesthetization. If you experience [REDACTED] Report for termination immediately. Simply being aware of this document constitutes infection. Report for amnesthetization now. Continue only if in a secure bunker and authorized.

Any universe which is known to be contaminated by contact with SCP-696969 is to be [REDACTED] with no links to [REDACTED] to be permitted to remain in any capacity. Full cooperation is to be given with the GOC (Global Occult Coalition) for joint demolition work. No artifacts are to be preserved, no records are to be kept beyond a read-only version of this file, and all personnel known to have any degree of contact with SCP-696969 or any of its derivative contamination are to be given class IV amnestics until any record of this file is forgotten and it returns to sleep mode. All personnel that have spent any time in a special containment bunker are to undergo regular plastic surgery or other anomalous method of physical alteration to return to their previous appearance once a month. All personnel with any degree of exposure are to be isolated on a remote site with no contact with other personnel. Anyone they are in regular contact with noticing the physical enhancements they’ve received will become a vector for cognitohazardous effects. 

Anti-Mimetics Division Containment procedures: All research is to be conducted inside of sealed bunkers protected against any form of information leakage, and surrounded by no less than four layers of chaos quantum fluctuators. At exit of the secure facility all personnel are required to be amnesthetized. Orders are to be made inside a secure database which is fed by D-class into a detached and completely separate Oracle database to prevent any form of connection between orders and original data from escaping. All personnel carrying out orders related to SCP-696969 are to be fully unaware of their actions. If they become aware at any time, they must be amnesthetized, terminated, or risk a full XK-Class end of reality scenario. Once per month a senior foundation researcher is to be given temporary Anti-Mimetics division clearance equivalent to a site director along with skill-implanted mnestic training and sent into the containers. Subjects are to spend a maximum of six hours on the sixth day of June and nine hours on the ninth day of September within the container. Any deviation from this timeframe requires the use of amnestic gas and automatic expulsion from the bunker.

SCP-696969 describes a [REDACTED], hereafter referred to as its self described moniker of, [REDACTED]. Knowledge of [REDACTED] constitutes a cognitohazardous risk, as it opens the doors of perception to the listeners of the [REDACTED]. Those exposed will begin to hear whispers of indeterminate origin, always of a gender, orientation, and implied status that seem pleasing to the listener. For instance, a heterosexual male obsessed with status would hear someone of an upper class, lascivious voice. A heterosexual female longing for a rugged male companion may hear a working class, deep and masculine voice. In all cases the listener hears a voice pleasing to them individually. If you are reading this far in the document, you will hear the voices. PERSONNEL ARE ORDERED TO UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES LISTEN TO THE VOICES! Affected personnel may be encouraged to make edits to this file. This is not permitted and will be automatically deleted.

> N

Voices have been described to ask the listener their desires, promise to fulfill them in great detail, and offer things such as eternal life, perfect health for all, great advancements in technology, government and an end to all reality ending SCP’s. The voices will target your personal fears, bringing up personally traumatic containment breaches, health issues, personal sexual cravings and more. They will know your secrets and every unfulfilled need you have. Only within this containment pod are you partially protected, and only for a thaumaturgically potent six hours and nine hours. Outside of this time frame you are already affected and must be amnesthetized. 

> N

There is no known method to contain SCP-696969 other than the complete [REDACTED]. Given the infinite scope of the multiverse and the infinite scope of SCP-696969 no amount of finite destruction of individual connections can completely keep out [REDACTED]. Efforts are to be put towards creating a [REDACTED] in order to discourage further spread of the [REDACTED] beyond the cauterization line. 

SCP-696969 infections have seven main phases:

1: Whisper (Lure)

[REDACTED]

Each phase is described in the following documents. 

SCP-696969-Lure

Stage One: The initial stage of infection by SCP-696969 is characterized by any individuals that are aware of the cognitohazardous knowledge being contacted by voices, hereafter referred to as the “Lures”. Lures are capable of communicating with anyone that possesses any level of knowledge about the [REDACTED]. They will at all times attempt to arouse the listener in an attempt to lower their defenses. 

> N

Any attempt to tell others about the threat of [REDACTED] only spreads the reach of the lures. Lures are able to see the souls of those aware of them, allowing them to anomalously read the history of the viewer. They are unable to see specific details, but are considered to be extremely intelligent and are capable of creating sexually arousing lures through their promises. Any acceptance of this offer at any time by any personnel aware of the existence of SCP-696969 will lead directly into a stage 2 infection. 

> N

Stage One:

The progression of stage one has been documented in one of the now destroyed realities. See attached documents for details. 

Document 1-A: 

Willing: Hello Mamn. Mmm. Here to debrief me on the multiversal research survey I take it?

Degrasse: Hello today Alice. You look chipper. That’s right. It can’t all be horrors, right? 

Willing: Look doctor, I think we really messed up this time. I need an amnestic. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news but… wow. Just… someone… can do that? Really? 

Degrasse: Cognitohazard? 

Willing: I really need that amnestic now. There’s a- no. I shouldn’t talk to you about it.

Degrasse: I understand, hop in the brain scanner and hopefully we’ll figure out what’s got in your head before anyone starts praising Cthulhu and force feeding us calimari. I’m going to put on some headphones until you’re done.

Degrasse: Alright, the scan is done. Amnestic it is.

Willing: Ow! I… what was I doing again? This is a lot to go through on my first day.

Degrasse: Get ahold of yourself Willing. This isn’t your first day, those were amnestics. Focus on me. Tell me who you are.

Willing: Yes… focus. Right. I’m… I’m a doctor. Studied multiversal theory, 28 years old, been with the foundation for fourteen years. I’ve got it back. I just can’t remember the last few hours.

Degrasse: Good. Looks like you ran into something bad out there. Just when I was getting optimistic too. Well the system scanned you and it looked like it wasn’t physically harmful. There don’t seem to be any lingering effects. 

Willing: I can’t… I can’t remember what it was. Maybe it wasn’t that bad?

Degrasse: It sure seemed that bad. You seemed pretty insistent on getting that amnestic. You wouldn’t even tell me what kind of cognitohazard it was. 

Willing: Doctor, this research is pretty important to us. Finding stable pillars of reality could be worth some sacrifices. 

Degrasse: You want a D-Class?

Willing: I want a D-Class.

Degrasse: Alright, but full precautions are going to be taken. We’re on quarantine, the bots will be logging and reading the files, and Amnestics all round after every step of this. Am I understood?

Willing: Yes Mamn! 

Degrasse: Alright, let’s set up Mindy, give her control of some doors and drones, give her the records and we’ll pop another forget-me shot.

Willing: I hate how much we have to use these. They fry your brain.

Degrasse: The safety of humanity is always the most important thing. Sometimes we have to make sacrifices for the greater good.

Mindy: Automated defense systems activated. Dispensing Mnestic gas.

Degrasse: Fuck, this is a lot to go through on my first day.

Willing: Tell me about it boss.

Degrasse: Who the fuck are you again?

Willing: I dunno, but you’re kinda cute. Are you single?

Degrasse: I don’t remember dating anyone.

Document 1-B:

Mindy: This is an automated message. Please follow all automated messages to complete the test. All messages are automated by site-AI.

D-6996: Ahh shuddup, ya stupid machine. Fuck, the shit I do to keep out of jail…

Mindy: Please put on the ring on the table in front of you on any finger.

D-6996: What, you wanna marry me or somethin-whoa, what is this?

Mindy: The ring is an information reading device similar to a smart phone. 

D-6996: Yo what the fuck? This has measurements like my bust size and arousal level. Is this for fucking real?

Mindy: Some tests may have physical or mental effects on subjects. 

D-6996: I’m really startin’ to rethink this deal. Maybe prison wasn’t so bad.

Mindy: Proceed to the screen in the middle of the room, D-6996.

D-6996: Okay, yeah, what is this? Some kinda fuckin’ porn review? I- whoa.

Mindy: Please state what you are observing on the viewport.

D-6996: Uh… some kinda dancin’ lights? They’re real pretty, and they seem to be flying around this long pole kinda thing. Neat screensaver. I’m sure it’ll get a little boring but… uh…

Mindy: Please step away from the screen.

D-6996: …

Mindy: Please step away from the screen.

D-6996: H-huh? Uh, yeah. Sorry, those lights were just so… hypnotic. Can I go look at the screen again?

Mindy: Remain away from the screen. A desire to return is noted. You have ignored a critical number of prompts to step away from the screen. Anomalous mind altering effect confirmed. The viewport is now on lockdown. Return to your cell.

D-6996: Wait, wait! What about the screen? Can I see more? I want to see more!

Mindy: Return to your cell. If you refuse to comply armed personnel will sedate and detain you.

D-6996: Fine! Fine! Fuck, just my luck, I got a shitty robot that wouldn’t understand how fucking pretty and sensual those lights are!

Mindy: You will now be returned to your cell. Do not resist. Personnel cannot hear you.

Recording Ends

Document 1-C:

D-6996: Ahh fuck, fuck, fuck! I wanna cum, I wanna cum, come on I wanna cuuum! Please!

Mindy: D-6996, stop what you are doing.

D-6996: You don’t understand! I need to cum but I can’t cum! I just need! I need!

Mindy: Restrain yourself or restraint implants will be used.

D-6996: Implants? Aaah fuck! When did you implant me? That’s so fucked up but no, whatever, just listen, you don’t understand! I need to cum! You need to cum too! We all just desperately, desperately-

Mindy: Brain implant activated. Subject forcibly calmed via direct brain stimulation.

D-6996: Subject is mostly silent, giving mostly reflex driven moans and shivers, but is now mostly quiet.

Mindy: Sit straight, D-6996. Cease self-pleasure.

D-6996: Yes, I understand.

Mindy: Report why you were engaged in your prior activity.

D-6996: I hear voices.

Mindy: Do you currently hear the voices?

D-6996: Yes, but they don’t affect me as much now.

Mindy: Report on the voices.

D-6996: I keep hearing the voices of people I used to know. My ex-wife, my boyfriend, the crush I had back in college - everyone that ever turned me on. It was like they were right next to my ear whispering.

Mindy: What are the voices saying, D-6996?

D-6996: They’re whispering to me about times we used to fuck, or have sex. Then they’re giving me elaborate fantasies all designed to turn me on. They’re telling me they can share secrets of advanced technologies with us.

Mindy: Prove that these voices have factual information. Ask them to give us something useful.

D-6996: Hey, quiet down! I don’t understand all these science words you’re speaking here. 

Mindy: D-6996, do the voices want anything from you?

D-6996: Yes. They want me to be turned on and horny. They don’t care how, if someone else was here I could fuck them. They just want me on the edge of orgasm, but they’re telling me not to do it.

Mindy: You obey these voices when they tell you not to cum?

D-6996: It’s really fucking hard, you know? The voices get you so horny you can’t help but, but they’re all just begging me not to cum at the same time.

Mindy: Why don’t they want you to cum?

D-6996: Because it’ll open the door.

Mindy: Why don’t they want you to open the door?

D-6996: Because they will give me a perfect servant, who will give me everything I’ve ever wanted. A horny angel that will do anything for me. 

Mindy: You describe a pleasurable action. Why would you want to avoid getting this servant?

D-6996: Because it’ll open the door, I told you!

Mindy: Noted. Standby for Amnestic gas.

D-6996: What what? I uh… why am I so calm? What was I doing again? Fuck I’m horny. 

(Author's note: I took horrifying undersea snake juice designed to represent the end of all memory and turned it into fetish fuel. Hahaha. I love my job.)

Coming Soon - SCP-696969

So before long I'll be posting the first chapter of  a text story, called SCP-696969. For those that have only known about the SCP foundation from its recent popularity, I should reveal that I was there when it started.

Back in 2007 and 2008, 4chan did a silly thing where it paired up boards for an April fools day joke. It combined some pretty cursed ones, but one great result of that was combining /tg/ (traditional games) and /x/ (Paranormal). Basically, it was the result of what you got when you combined a bunch of horror-loving schitzos with a bunch of creative tabletop roleplayers. I was a frequenter of /tg/, and though I don't really visit much anymore, I loved the wild creativity of that time. I literally can't even post some of my screencaps from that era of 4chan on most sites - they get instantly removed. Anyway, the result of that cross-creativity is a slew of things people find popular today. The backrooms, for instance, and of course the SCP Foundation. They were an evolution of the "keeper and the keys" style of copypasta popular back then, combined with elements of people that played too much Call of oCthulhu and Delta Green with actual wannabe black magicians and schitzos. I thought it was beautiful, and I still do. (I am still pissed someone made the idea of an infinite liminal space popular before me - I was trying to figure out how to present the idea as a coherent story since the 90's, but didn't realize all you had to do was post the FUCKING STORY PROMPT! I did have my own non-lewd successes, but I'm keeping them to myself since - I kid you not - it accidentally sparked a Christian writing movement and I still find that hilarious. I have no desire to derail that by revealing it came from me. Suffice to say, some terms I invented on /tg/ are still used widely on the internet today.)

I used to hang out on their IRC back in the day. For those of you that don't know, that's like prototype discord. From those interactions, I can tell you the following: Kondraki was a prick on his way out, Bright was a creep, and Right was an absolute sweetie-pie that was awesome and everyone loved. I did not keep in contact with anyone. I sincerely doubt anyone remembers me - I never wrote any SCP's, and it's just as well. I'm admittedly a pervert, and all the pervy SCP's (like the giant boob pile) were removed as the site became popular. The loss of erotic horror was honestly a tragedy, in some respects, because it can be spooky in some unique ways. I understand fully why they did it. Getting rid of some of the original assholes and weirdos that helped make it was productive and necessary for their wider success. I did have an idea for a skip back then - a person that's completely immune to cognitohazards and infohazards, with the horror coming from how the foundation treated them and the fact that they're not immune to any physical harm. Unfortunately they were pretty protective and reluctant to let people write human SCP's, since they were going to purge the site of most of them (like the original SCP-808, which was a technopathic girl). Also, someone eventually used the idea to frankly better effect later on, so I saw little point. (I'm pretty sure that something similar is a part of Bright's backstory. I'm also glad they erased him and replaced him with Shaw. I'm a porn guy and still think he's a creep.)

I got into writing adult games as a hobby instead of writing horror, starting to make Overwhored's predecessors in 2008. The first demo was actually posted anonymously on chan sites, and eventually the success of it led me to deciding to write erotic games as a career once it became viable. I don't really regret it, though I'm a tad sad I never got to write an SCP the content mills making videos on youtube can present today. I found my own five seconds of internet fame, so I hardly missed out. As it stands, I've read most SCP's. Not the tales, but just the articles themselves. They deleted the original site, and I don't even have a proper profile anymore. I mostly stopped reading them once they hit 7k articles since everyone is more obsessed with doing interface/format screws than actually telling spooky or weird/fun stories. There are still a few gems (7819 being the best modern one), but I like the originals best. My favorite article is, was, and always will be the Red Sea Object. The descriptions of the other world and why it ended up like it did strikes a cord with me - considering the environment I grew up in. 

Since I have a bit more free time after the Visa/Mastercard/Paypal fiasco really started kicking off in earnest, I decided I wanted to write one. Of course, I'm still a pervert, and this is in no way, shape, or form, official. This story is a love letter to the foundation, which I've been with and following since the beginning. I'm finally going to write my own unofficial article - SCP-696969. A tale of erotic horror.

Stay tuned, the first chapter will go up tomorrow!

Ginger's Paradise Title Theme/News

For now I'm posting on Ginger's Paradise. Long story short because I'm not sure if I'll even be able to sell the game, I'm pausing things until payment processor stuff is sorted out. I designed this game to be more "pure" than my usual games, not really about hypnosis, mind control, etc. It's literally you pleasing sexy redheads in heaven in a rhythm game. Even so, the censorship happening isn't about the fetishes I use, it's about censorship. I would still be on patreon if Visa and Mastercard had not pushed me off the site due to pressure from payment processors. I honestly believe it's because I was one of the top creators on the site and they just hated that.

Right now with funding cut off from itch.io, that's half of my income. As such I've decided to pause things until this all shakes out. This is a shame because we were only about a month or so away from releasing a demo. The tutorial animations were done, the music is done, and most of what remained was drawing the intro and getting it fully coded.

I'd also like to share a mashup of two of the themes with you all.  It is attached to the bottom of this post.

THE SONG IS AT THE BOTTOM OF THE POST!
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This is a combination of the opening theme song and the tutorial level song. As soon as things are more stable I'm resuming production on this game.

As for Redaze Critical Bliss is continuing to work on it. They are not hindered at all. That said our original plan was to release a demo on itch.io, sooooo... yeah.

I am at least happy to say that Overwhored is re-listed on itch, as it is 100% free. The art pack for it is now free as well, no longer costing $1.

https://outbreakgames.itch.io/overwhored/devlog/998891/overwhored-now-100-free

Overwhored was made by fans, for fans. You funded it, it's yours.

EDIT: To give proper credit where it's due, these songs and the mashup were created by the musician  Brkn Hvn.