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Description: |Item Number: SCP-9178|Item Class: Apollyon|Disruption Class: Amida|Risk Class: Warning|Item Description: SCP-9178 is a 6’2” anthropomorphic animal that is purple in color. It bears a black mask in its head. Inside the mask are 2 dark purple eyes the entity possesses. The entity bears no clothes but has a katana sash melded into its back in which a small katana is held. A sash bearing insignia written in old eldritch is shown on the arm of the entity. The entities body glows a light pink on the edges. The entities body is made of a liquid slime-like substance. The entity is generally calm and collect, and will converse with others though it shows hatred towards the foundation. It is shown to be manipulative and charismatic. About once a week it will engage in an event. See Addendum-1 for event details. Wherever the entity goes will eventually fall to an anomalous effect designated SCP-9178-A. SCP-9178-A is an effect on any and all living things that have come into contact with SCP-9178. SCP-9178-A will turn all living things with emotions depressed, feeling dread, or suicidal in nature. It also has been shown to have the effect of visual hallucinations. All interaction with this entity have been limited to MTF-Purple Devils who are the ones designated to track and disrupt SCP-9178. The SCP-9178-A effect will also turn all things purple, including it’s surrounding environment.|Addendum 1: October Event| On [Redacted] the first SCP-9178 event was detected in [Redacted]. This event is now classified as SCP-9178-B. SCP-9178-B is a weekly event in which SCP-9178 meditates in a place, usually a forest, and the SCP-9178-A effect spreads rapidly through the planet it is currently inhabiting.|Interview Log: The following is a transcript between Dr.Obadiah and SCP-9178 shortly after initial discovery and capture| {The sound of tires driving across gravel and dirt is a constant in the background.} Dr.Obadiah: Greetings SCP-. {The entity interrupts the doctor.} SCP-9178: What the fuck do you want and who are you. [SCP-9178 is observably agitated at its current situation.] Dr.Obadiah: well if you would let me explain I will tell you. SCP-9178: fine, go on lab coat… Dr.Obadiah: My name is [Removed] Obadiah. I work for the SCP foundation who’s goal is to secure and contain dangerous or anomalous entities, you-. {SCP-9178 once again interrupts.} SCP-9178: So you’re saying you’re trying to take me to prison?…god, you guys have gotten better at you’re jobs since last time…Dr.Obadiah: I assure you, we are not trying to take you to prison, just listen to me-.{A loud humming noise sounds from outside the transport vehicle.} SCP-9178: Sorry doctor…I don’t feel like listening right now…[SCP-9178 starting glowing.] Dr.Obadiah: Guard! Guard! Do so-. {A large explosion is heard and all video and audio equipment is destroyed.} |End Log| The transport vehicle was later found with no survivors. SCP-9178 was not found. |WARNING: The following document is a class Epsilon cognito hazard and should be read at one’s own risk|Document-8176: The following document is a recovered book found in a library of unknown origin. The book has a deep purple leather cover with no markings| …The wandering man found a friend at sea, but the friend deceived him, same as me. The wicked friend took his friends soul away, and forced into servitude where he would stay. A crooked deal, a wicked seal, and a young man’s untimely death. Brought upon the plague of gods and corruption which has reduced us to nothing but dust and ash. The man fell slowly, but fully consumed he had no choice left but to listen. His days were dull, and his wispy soul was the only thing giving him life. A husk of a man once joyous is now nothing but death and despair…-TCM |Interview 2: The following is a transcript of an interview between SCP-9178 and Dr.Smith. The interview is being conducted in a standard 8 by 8 containment cell at site 47 with reality anchors placed in the room. There are 4 heavily armed guards standing in each corner of the room. SCP-9178 is seated behind a wall of tempered and laminated glass.| Interview start. Dr.Smith: Hello, SCP-9178. {SCP-9178 does not respond.} Dr.Smith: I understand that you and the foundation have had some…trouble before. {SCP-9178 smiles and looks at the doctor.} SCP-9178: You mean those wimps you guys called a task force? If you’re going to deal with something dangerous at least get better security measures. {SCP-9178 scoffs.} SCP-9178: Hell, I could break out right now, but I’m feeling cooperative today…Dr.Smith: Well…alright…would you mind if I asked you a few questions, SCP-9178? SCP-9178: Go ahead, doc. Dr.Smith: Well…where do you come from? How did you become anomalous? {SCP-9178 chuckles loudly.} SCP-9178: You gotta be kidding me doc…didn’t they tell you? [Dr.Smith looks puzzled.] SCP-9178: You guys are the ones who made me!…Well, not literally, but you’re the ones who started the process of me becoming anomalous…don’t you remember project [Redacted]? Dr.Smith: H-How do you know about-? Who told you! Guards! Sho- [Dr.Smith begins choking and the guards raise there weapons.] {All visual equipment abruptly cuts out as gunshots and yelling as well as a loud siren are picked up by the audio feed.} Interview end.|Site 47 was discovered in ruins after its distress beacon went off for a mere 3.2 seconds. SCP-9178…not found|Currently, with the little amount of information the foundation has, they have decided to put resources into means of terminating or fully containing SCP-9178. Efforts are ongoing.|Field Report: This report was made by MTF-[Terminated] while en route to the termination of an unrelated SCP. The following is a transcript of an audio log found aboard the remains of the Sikorsky UH-60 Black Hawk the MTF was traveling in|Log begin|{The tape crackles and the first few words of it are unintelligible, speaking is MTF-[Terminated]-Alpha} -here and we see this thing sitting in the middle of this forest we’re passing over…and I think to myself…that’s quite unusual and so I said something to Richie in the cockpit and he took us down…and I couldn’t fucking believe it…it was that SCP! The one who took out that other MTF and killed those 2 junior researchers, not to mention completely destroying site 47! And here it was, just sitting in a forest…just sitting there…so we raised our rifles and approached…we were told to shoot on sight and…looking back it probably wouldn’t have done much…Jared was the first one to notice…but all the trees were purple…and the dirt… and everything! Richie said he suddenly felt…real sad…and so did I…but we continued approaching it…pointed our guns at it as Jerry stepped up…poor bastard didn’t stand a chance…one minute he was there and next…he was nothing but a pile of purple little cubes…he had gotten too close…at least, that’s what we thought at first…apparently Jerry was still there…he was screaming for help as it hacked away at him but something about that purple shit…it was messing with our heads…Richie was next…he fired at it but it just hitting him…and hitting him…me and Jared took off, but it wasn’t too long until it got Jared too…I’m hiding right now under a log but I think- {Crunching leaves can be heard and the MTF members scream echoes through the microphone as the leaves crunch a little less, with a wet dripping noise accompanying them} End log.|The only other things recovered from the site of the Black Hawk were the bodies of the MTF. It appears that SCP-9178 deliberately destroyed the helicopter after the events transpired according to the information from the audio log|