This SCP is heavily redacted, which is a result of it's dangerous nature.

Full Name: SCP-6387-B

Nickname: "Bear"

Nickname Reason: SCP-6387-B is constantly emitting guttural growls and snarls, and even occasionally roars like a bear. It is unknown how he makes these sounds, but his vocal cords differ heavily from that of a human's.

Age: Early to Mid Twenties

Sex: Male

Description: SCP-6387-B is a nearly seven foot tall, barrel-chested, large, male figure with a wide head, and violet eyes. He has messy brown hair, and his left eye is completely clawed out, seemingly by another creature or SCP. The SCP also has scars painting it's body, many on it's arms, legs, chest, and face. SCP-6387-B also appears to have two large teeth jutting him it's lower jaw, and four long, bear-like claws protrude from the pointer, middle, ring, and pinkie finger on both left and right hands.

Apparel: This particular SCP wears leather and bear-skin clothes, mostly wearing the furs of bears. It has an absence of shoes.

Behavior/Personality: SCP-6387-B is very dangerous and violent, having ripped fellow SCP's and staff members in half in a matter of seconds. It will snap it's jaws and claw at other's with body heat once it detects them. SCP-6387-B seems to have a hatred for all life, especially that of humans. SCP-6387-B refuses to speak with humans, and will always attack personnel. However, it seems to relent if the victim is a motherly figure, like a mother. A Doctor [REDACTED INFO], who was 6 months pregnant at the time, was brought in to speak with him, and is the only known staff member to not have a fatal interaction with this SCP.

Scars/Disabilities: SCP-6387-B is completely blind on the less side of it's face, and going blind on the right, and therefor soon will be unable to see. However, it has an extraordinary sense of smell, and can track any living creature for miles without stopping due to it's high stamina.

Friends: [REDACTED INFO]

Enemies/Rivals: [REDACTED INFO]

Kin: [REDACTED INFO]

Theme: "Thistle and Weeds" - Mumford and Sons

Quote: [REDACTED INFO]

Biography: [REDACTED INFO]

Item #: SCP-6387-B

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6387-B must be kept in a locked, plasteel and bedrock containment cell, with six pass-codes on seven of the doors leading to it, the final seventh door having 4 padlocks on it. SCP has been able to break through this door numerous times, but it unable to get through the other six, which are air locked.

Recovery Log: The SCP was found in California in a forest of redwood trees, attacking tourists, of which were [REDACTED INFO] adults and [REDACTED INFO] children, as well as a few pets. Personnel had put more tranquilizer darts into SCP-6387-B then two full grown bull elephants. Losses of personnel during recovery were high.

Addendum: Test Log 6288-3

Dr [REDACTED INFO]: U-um.. S-SCP-

SCP-6387-B: Guttural roars

Dr [REDACTED INFO]: Oh my lord! Quiet down!

SCP-6387-B: Roaring stops, growling.

Dr [REDACTED INFO]: Alright, can you speak now, SCP-6387-B?

SCP-6387-B: There was a long silence before the SCP speaks for the first time. ..Home.

Dr [REDACTED INFO]: ..P-pardon? Did you speak? Answer m-

END LOG

It dieded

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"Your too mean, I don't like you, f**k you anyway! You make me wanna scream at the top of my lungs. It hurts, but... I won't fight you. You suck anyway. You make me wanna die... right when I- When I wake up, i'm a afraid, somebody else might take my place!"

Full Name: SCP-B01

Nickname: "Bomber"

Nickname Reason: He's always mumbling about "The Great War", which was what the British called World War 1 until the second World War came along.

Age: About 23

Gender: Male

Sexuality: 'Unknown

Description: A 5'10" black haired male with silver eyes.

Apparel: A black sweatshirt, black jeans, black combat boots, and a dark grey gas mask.

Behavior/Personality: Quiet, creepy, stone-faced, always staring right at the camera.

Scars/Disabilities: Unknown, but their believed to be on his dace as he NEVER takes the gas mask off.

Friends: None

Enemies/Rivals: none

Kin: His brothers, (someone please make them? Their the two in the second picture without gas masks)

Theme: "Afraid" by The Neighborhood

Quote: "Your too mean, I don't like you, f**k you anyway! You make me wanna scream at the top of my lungs. It hurts, but... I won't fight you. You suck anyway. You make me wanna die... right when I- When I wake up, i'm a afraid, somebody else might take my place!"

Biography: [REDACTED INFO]

Item #: SCP-B01

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures:

Description:

Recovery Log:

Addendum: Test Log
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SCP-25-J, was sitting in her cell. Her eyes, wide with fear. She, had a straight jacket on, with a blanket thrown over her. You, had gotten thrown in here with her. Then..
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also, dunno why I used this picture but OH WELL xD

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Full Name: SCP-893-J13

Nickname: "The Poet"

Nickname Reason: His never ending poems

Age: Unknown, perhaps 20's

Gender: Unknown, but it seems to be male.

Sexuality: ''??'' (None)

Description: A tall, incredibly skinny male with long white hair and silver eyes.

Apparel: Baggy white sweatpants

Behavior/Personality: Quiet, almost always reciting poems from Edgar Allan Poe, Shakespeare, or Lewis Carroll. He also speaks in rhyme almost all the time without fail.

Scars/Disabilities: He has scars lining his back, legs, arms, and neck.

Friends: None

Enemies/Rivals: none

Kin: None

Theme: "Let's Move" Renard

Quote: "'Twas brillig and the silthy toves, did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogroves... and the mome raths outgrabe._

Biography: [REDACTED INFO]

Item #: SCP-893-J13

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-893-J13 is to be kept in a heavily locked cell, and to be monitored constantly by camera. Any who look at this SCP will feel quite content as he recites poems perfectly, but few make it out of his cell alive. SCP-892-13 is known for luring subjects close to him with his poems, then suddenly getting a weapon from seemingly nowhere, and "sweetly slitting their throat". This often ends when the subject bleeds to death, and SCP-893-J13 leaves them to die along with a kiss on the head.

Description: SCP-893-J13 is stone faced as he speaks to the subject before him once put into his cell, but can easily become violent for no reason at all.
Such was found when Doctor Edward Ainsworth, a respected doctor among personnel, that was suffocated by SCP-892-J13.

Recovery Log: SCP-893-J13 was discovered in a forest, hovering over the bodies of his parents, [REDACTED] and [REDACTED] [REDACTED], along with his brother [REDACTED] [REDACTED]. He came with personnel without a fight, reciting "The Jabberwocky" by Lewis Carroll the entire way.

Addendum: Test Log 65-J13

Doctor Ainsworth: This is doctor Edward Ainsworth. SCP-893-J13 has been unresponsive for hours after repeating "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe for almost 3 and a half hours straight. I've been trying for 17 minutes now to gain his attention, but he still will not respo-

SCP-893-J13: "'Twas brillig and the silthy toves, did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogroves... and the mome raths outgrabe."

Doctor Ainsworth: SCP-893-J13, I need to speak to you.

SCP-893-J13: ...But Doctor, you ARE speaking to me, faster than a sly-tongued demon.

Doctor Ainsworth: I am speaking to the tape recorder.

SCP-893-J13: I see that, good Doctor, which is why I speak to you know. Humans, you and I, simply humans; and humans hate to be ignored, hmm?

Doctor Ainsworth: Then, why have you been ignoring me?

SCP-893-J13: ..."'Twas brillig and silthy toves, did gyre and gimble in the wabe!" Sounds of a table being thrown.

Doctor Ainsworth: Wait! Sto- choking

SCP-893-J13: hissing through gritted teeth as he chokes Doctor Ainsworth to death "All mimsy were the borogroves... evil chuckle "and the mome raths... outgrabe."

END LOG

Since this log, SCP-893-J13 is to be handcuffed to the table, and searched for weapons before every log begins.
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Wrath was sitting in a cell, waiting for another SCP to be put in. You..

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dON'T HATE ME BECAUSE OF THE ''No clothes''
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''..I'm not as different as you.''

Full Name: SCP-25-J

Nickname: ''The Alien''

Nickname Reason: Her (Its) appearance.

Age: Unknown

Gender: Unknown, but looks like a Female

Sexuality: ''??'' (None)

Description: A tall, female like creature with razor like limbs, and purple skin. It/She has long brown/blue/ purple hair.

Apparel: A Blanket, or a sweater w/shorts.

Behavior/Personality: Quiet, Dangerous,

Scars/Disabilities: She has scars on her back.

Friends: None

Enemies/Rivals: none

Kin: None

Theme: wIP

Quote: ''..I'm not as different as you.''

Biography:CLASSIFIED BY ORDER OF O5-█

Item #: SCP-25-J

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-25-J is to be kept in a [REDACTED]-lined containment chamber located in Doomsday Seed Vault, where it is to be guarded at all times by no less than 2 Guards armed with syringes .

In the event that SCP-25-J ever begins summoning its ''friends'' , Jack is to Run SCP-25-J until it ceases its behavior. In the event of a containment breach, Mobile Task Force Θ-7 (''Nightmare'') is to be dispatched to SCP-25-J's last known location.

Description: SCP-25-J is a quiet human. Like most members of its species, it is able to Kill people with her stare, and regularly eats twice its own weight in [REDACTED] each day.

SCP-25-J's unusual properties manifest whenever it comes in contact with numbers, which causes it to turn into cat. Whenever this happens, all Eyes within a 2 kilometer radius will begin to hurt uncontrollably, usually leading to civilian casualties.

Recovery Log: SCP-25-J was first located in South Bend where the Notre Dame were using it in order to Take over the world. Thankfully, Mobile Task Force Θ-7 (''Nightmare'') was able to recover the object with only 100 civilian casualties.

Addendum: Test Log 25-1

Dr. Müller: Ello? Ello? Is zhis thing on? Ach, good. Zhis is Docktorr Müller, and I am about to test SCP-25's reaction to human. Are you ready to proceed, Docktorr Geraghty?
Dr. Geraghty: Yes sir, ready to begin test.

Dr. Müller: Excellent! I am now introducing the human to 25... hmm, zhe subject seems to have already figured out zhe test material.

Dr. Geraghty: Making a note; 'subject shows high capacity for learning'.

Müller: Now zhe subject is lookink right at me, almost as if it... MEIN GOTT! MEIN arm! IT'S GOT MEIN arm! OH ZHE AGONY! ZHE AGONEEEEEEEEEEEEY!

END LOG

In light of incident 25-J-1, testing has been suspended indefinitely. - O5-█
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