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Scp-1652011

 item #: 1652011


Procedimientos especiales de contención:

SCP-1652011 no puede ser contenido y sólo puede mantenerse mantenido bajo vigilancia con un circuito cerrado de detectores de movimiento espaciales, ya que este no puede ser observado de ninguna forma, debido a que si alguien observa a este ser por más de 0.3 microsegundos, el observador morirá al instante por un ataque al corazón fulminante. La criatura tiene una inteligencia superior, y por ende se han instalado satélites micrófono en su ''contención" para mantener contacto con ella. 


Descripción:

SCP-1652011 Es un humanoide gigantesco de 50,000 megaparsecs, parece haber sido cortado a la mitad, aunque, según la misma criatura el corte fue hecho accidentalmente por intentar pasar por un agujero de gusano. SCP-1652011 es bastante parecido a la criatura ficticia Chuthulu, aunque este parecido le ofende bastante. Las manos de SCP-1652011 tienen un ojo de color celeste claro en su centro, y según SCP-1652011, tienen la función de observar a todos los seres vivos del multiverso. SCP-1652011 cuenta con un noveno ojo adicional en el centro de su frente, bastante similar a los de sus manos, aunque, se ha comprobado que este ojo es capaz de disparar un potente rayo láser que desintegra toda la materia con la que haga contacto.

SCP-1652011 coopera con la fundación en mantenerse alejado de la Tierra, ya con su simple existencia, pone en riesgo la gravedad de la galaxia entera. 


Anexo SCP-1652011: -"H.P Lovecraft es un estúpido"- Es la respuesta de SCP-1652011 al comentarle sobre su parecido con Chuthulu.

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