I’m In Charge of SCP

Zhang Jue's smile seemed to have a magical power that could make people feel at ease.

I don't know if other people feel the same way, but Yang Xue has always felt this way.

As long as you see that bad smile, it seems that all problems can be solved easily.

Zhang Shijia didn't know what they were looking for, so he was at a loss.

Mr. Zhang, what is 'it'?

Zhang Jue didn't answer his words, but asked, Senior Zhang, I heard that you wrote this script?

Uh... yes, what's the matter? Zhang Jue asked this, but Zhang Shijia stuttered.

He is a doctor of literature, and the drama club's scripts have always been written by him, but this time it is not the case. He accidentally found this script on an old bookstall.

The wonderful plot inside once made him unable to put it down, but unfortunately he has never heard of any information about the author and the script.

Although it was strange, but because the script package was old, he didn't think much about it.

After a little adaptation, it became his own work.

However, who is Zhang Jue? He is the ancestor of liars. Deceiving people is his specialty. How can Zhang Shijia's little tricks escape his eyes.

He pulled Zhang Shijia to the corner and said in a low voice: Senior Zhang, to tell you the truth, I have read this script in other places a long time ago. It was written by a French writer in the 17th century. It is very wonderful. I accidentally lost it, don't worry, I don't intend to let your members know that you have borrowed other people's ideas-it's all for scholars, right-I just want to read the script again to solve the lost pearl It’s a pity, that’s all.”

To say that Zhang Jue's acting talent is definitely higher than those serious drama actors, he improvised this part with a rich voice and emotion, which made Zhang Shijia stunned and almost limped.

Zhang Shijia replied almost mechanically: Well... the script was originally in my office.

Zhang Jue put his arms around Zhang Shijia's shoulder: My good brother, can you show it to me, the raging fire in my body can no longer be suppressed!

Yang Xue covered her mouth and almost laughed out loud.

This time it was finally Zhang Jue's turn to give her a white look.

The three came to Zhang Shijia's office.

Zhang Shijia took out the original script that had turned yellow from the desk drawer.

Zhang Jue held it in his hand, flipped through it casually a few times, then rolled it up casually and put it in his pocket.

That movement was so natural that it really seemed to be his own.

Eh--

Zhang Shijia felt reluctant, and stretched out his hand halfway, but remembering what his uncle said, he gritted his teeth again, turned his head away, and stopped looking at him.

Zhang Jue felt like a bully who bullied others and robbed women of the people—but this feeling is so fucking cool, hahahaha!

Seeing that Zhang Jue had succeeded, Yang Xue asked in a low voice, What exactly is it?

Zhang Jue glanced at Zhang Shijia, confirmed that his attention was not here, and replied softly: SCP-701.

Item #: SCP-701 (Elegy of the Hanged King)

Object Class: Euclid

Description: SCP-701, The Hanged King's Elegy, is a Caroline-era revenge tragedy in five acts.

The performance of this script will cause the audience and actors to become insane and suicidal, and lead to the appearance of the enigmatic figure SCP-701-1 (The Hanged King).

Historical estimates put the number of deaths from this drama between █████ and █████ over the past three hundred years.

In short, SCP-701 is a self-evolving memetic virus spreading through theatrical texts through unknown means.

Foundation agents are to be on call at all times to suppress any performance or publication of SCP-701 upon discovery.

Despite our best efforts to counter it, these scripts are still freely available on the Internet,

Sometimes bearing a different title, all attempts to detect or isolate the source of these copies have failed.

Crackdowns on the publication of plays have generally been successful, and much of the 1971 academic edition has been destroyed before distribution.

Nevertheless, some 1965 trade paperbacks appear with some regularity in college and high school libraries.

Agents are to recover these items if possible, or simply destroy them.

Special Containment Procedures:

All materials related to SCP-701 are to be kept in a triple-locked archive at Storage Site-██.

These items currently include: two extant copies of the 1640 quarto; twenty-seven 1965 trade paperbacks; ten 1971 hardcovers; and twenty-one floppy disks containing data obtained during the raid on [REDACTED].

One S-VHS VCR tape (designated SCP-701-19██-A); one (1) steel knife of unknown origin (designated SCP-701-19██-B).

Removal of these items from the archives is prohibited at any time.

Unlike all the anomalous items Zhang Jue and Yang Xue encountered on the site before, SCP-701 is a memetic anomaly.

So the question is, what is a meme?

In the SCP world, memes are a concept that is often mentioned. If you search the Internet, you can easily retrieve a lot of messy things.

If you are just a beginner and not very familiar with this kind of concept, then you must have such a feeling-what the hell is this writing!

Obscure!

No shit!

Even the most basic grammar is wrong, you will suspect that their Chinese teacher's Chinese is taught by the physical education teacher's physical education teacher.

If you asked me to summarize memes in the simplest sentence, I would say - memes are a contagious idea.

Of course, not necessarily right.

In simple terms, think of it as a non-disease-causing virus that spreads rapidly through the exchange of information between humans.

Broadly speaking, all popular culture, slang and even catchy poems, songs, etc. can be classified as memes.

Note that memes are not directly equivalent to memetic anomalies or memetic hazards.

One day, you and your companion went out to perform a mission, and your companion recited a poem, and you got it right. This is the role of simple memes in cultural inheritance, so there is no need to be nervous about it.

However, you suddenly find that all the people around are reciting the two lines of poetry just now, and the number is increasing exponentially, then this is a memetic anomaly.

For example, if I post a dog emoji here, someone will start to answer the poem, and then enter the urgent list for next month, and then someone will search desperately, and then come back to check the poem, and then enter The urgent list for the next month, and so on, until the entire novel is blocked-this is the harm caused by a typical meme.

In addition, a distinction must be made between memetic anomalies, cognitohazardous anomalies, and infohazardous anomalies.

Infohazardous SCP: An object that, when described or mentioned, exhibits a hazard.

Cognitohazardous SCP: An SCP that is harmful when perceived by the traditional five senses (sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch), such as scp-053 (Shirley).

Memetic SCP: A memetic agent or SCP possessing the property of spreading memes, which are usually contagious and work in conjunction with cognitohazards.

Well, in order to prevent you from saying that I have a bad word count, let's get back to the topic.

To sum up, SCP-701 is a typical memetic anomaly - this script called The Hanged King's Elegy will be spread through various channels, and people who see its performance - whether watching it live or Through video recording, they all become insane, leading to the consequences of suicide or homicide.

The foundation issued a death order. Once the script of SCP-701 is found, it must be immediately recovered and handed over to the foundation, and its performances must be suppressed immediately.

Hearing Zhang Jue's words, Yang Xue gasped.

If Zhang Jue hadn't been vigilant all the time, everyone who participated in the school celebration ceremony today - including the live broadcast audience on the online platform - would all have died.

She was once again thankful that she believed in Zhang Jue and letting him join the foundation was the most correct choice she had ever made.

Then what should we do now? Yang Xue asked.

What else can I do. Zhang Jue spread his hands, Cancel the performance in the afternoon and administer amnestics to everyone who has read the script or seen the performance.

What, you want to cancel the show?!

Zhang Jue and Yang Xue whispered to each other earlier, but Zhang Shijia didn't care, but he could hear these words clearly.

The anger that had been pent up all afternoon finally broke out. He looked at Zhang Jue, slamming every word.

Mr. Zhang, I know you are a consultant of a multinational group, a distinguished guest of the school, and you are an important person, but Jiangzhou University is not a place where you can make decisions at will! If you have any dissatisfaction, you can come to me. It is difficult for a group of students. What kind of man! The performance of the drama club has been publicized for nearly a month. They have been rehearsing and anticipating day and night, just to show their best side in front of the leaders, all the alumni and the audience. Their fate may be changed because of this, but if you want to negate all their efforts in one sentence, I will be the first to disagree!

Worthy of being a teacher.

Although because of Yang Xue's relationship, Zhang Shijia made things difficult for Zhang Jue in every possible way, and seemed a bit villainous, but in the face of big right and wrong, he stuck to his bottom line.

He did not succumb to Zhang Jue's lust, stood up for the students, and said what he wanted to say.

According to the general development of the plot, the protagonist's perception of him has changed a little at this time, and then he began to wash his whitewashing, moving it with emotion and understanding.

However, Zhang Jue is not an ordinary person, how could he play his cards according to the routine.

He looked at Zhang Shijia and said with a gloomy face: Why are you yelling so loudly? If you have the ability, go to the property management—bah, go to the principal, and see if your words are better or mine!

The words just now had exhausted all Zhang Shijia's strength, and now he no longer had the courage to look directly at Zhang Jue.

Cut. Zhang Jue snorted coldly, I don't know what's going on, and you yell like crazy, do you think you're a keyboard warrior? Can you save the world by giving you a keyboard?

You think you're on the side of justice, bullshit! Do you know what happened? Did you get comprehensive information? I don't bother to talk about you at ordinary times, just let the fuck add to the chaos at critical moments-whatever you look at, it's you !

Zhang Shijia was so incoherent by Zhang Jue that he didn't dare to reply.

Yang Xue tugged Zhang Jue's sleeve, signaling him to forget it.

Zhang Jue said with a dark face: You think I'm willing to educate him. It's more cost-effective for me to eat two more bowls of rice than to waste time here. I just want to prevent future troubles——Zhang Shijia, I can tell you clearly, what we are going to do now The matter is very important, if you dare to stab a knife in the back to cause trouble, believe it or not, I will kill you!