4873-GS Event Log Transcript

Date: ██/██/2017

Subjects: D-47592, D-16349

Notes: D-47592 was selected for the test due to an ongoing feud with D-16349. Researchers predicted that D-16349 would be targeted by SCP-4873, which would make monitoring SCP-4873-2 easier.

[BEGIN LOG]

Log is shot from a security camera in a testing room. The testing chamber features two doors, one leading outside and another leading to an observation room. Researchers are observing the experiment through one-way bulletproof glass, and are communicating with D-47592 using an intercom. D-47592 is standing in the center of the testing chamber, with SCP-4873's box near him.

Researcher Ramirez: Testing, can you hear this?

D-47592: Loud and clear.

Researcher Ramirez: Alright, let's get started. Open that box in front of you and pick up one of the revolvers.

D-47592: You guys are giving me a gun? Isn't that a security issue or something?

Researcher Ramirez: You will be unable to leave this chamber with the revolver in your possession. Please continue with the test.

D-47592: Sure, whatever.

D-47592 opens the box and picks up SCP-4873-A. SCP-4873-B promptly de-manifests.

D-47592: Uhhh, I think the other one just disappeared.

Researcher Ramirez: Don't worry, that's a normal property of this object.

D-47592: Ah, okay. So what do I do now?

Researcher Ramirez: You wait. It could be a few hours.

As the test was occurring, SCP-4873-B re-manifested in the possession of D-16349. D-16349 immediately began moving from D-Class living quarters to the testing chamber. Site security were informed of the test and allowed D-16349 to proceed to the chamber. Several minutes passed with no communication between the researchers and D-47592.

D-47592: So, how long are y'all gonna keep me in this here saloon?

Researcher Ramirez: (To Researcher) He's talking different, write that down. (To D-47592) It'll be a few more minutes. Also, this is a testing chamber, not a saloon.

D-47592: Well, that's a shame.

(D-47592 leans against the wall of the containment chamber. He draws a cigar and lighter from his jumpsuit, and lights the cigar.)

Researcher Ramirez: Wait- Where did you get that? That's contraband!

D-47592: (Shrugs) Relax, doc. I ain't hurtin' nobody.

Researcher Ramirez: Put that out right now, or you will be reprimanded!

D-47592: Alright, geez. (Puts out cigar) Sorry.

Several more minutes pass. Researchers are informed that D-16349 has nearly arrived at the testing chamber.

Researcher Ramirez: (To Researcher) Get ready, he's almost here.

D-47592: Get ready for wha-

D-16349 arrives at the door to the testing chamber, and delivers a kick with an estimated force of 3000 newtons. The door is flung off its hinges, narrowly missing D-47592 and hitting the chamber wall. D-16349 enters the room and strikes a pose.

D-16349: Gunslingin' Garry… Never thought I'd meet you here.

D-47592: (Stands up) Black Eyed Billy… To what do I owe the honor?

D-16349: (Approaches) You see, I was just wandering around this here establishment, when I noticed you forgot to wear your deodorant. Did you really think I wouldn't notice?

D-47592: You're not the boss of me, Bill. If you got a problem with my stench, then go someplace else.

D-16349: (Gets Closer) Oh, I'm not going anywhere. We're gonna settle this little dispute between us, right now.

D-47592: It's about time. Where are we doing this at?

D-16349: Follow me, I know a place.

D-47592 and D-16349 leave the testing facility, and a camera drone is deployed to follow the two. Nearby Site security officers are informed to follow them. They make their way towards the site's outdoor courtyard, and arrive after a few minutes. Tumbleweeds begin to manifest in the courtyard. D-47592 and D-16349 stand evenly spaced apart and stare each other down.

D-16349: I've been waiting to do this for a long time, old friend.

D-47592: I'm enjoying this as much as you, Bill. Now let's get this over with.

The two stare each other down in complete silence, seemingly ignoring the guards and drone. The silence is broken when a security guard accidentally steps on a twig. The two immediately draw their revolvers and fire. After a brief pause, D-16349 falls to the ground, mortally wounded. D-47592 rushes to his side.

D-16349: (Chuckles) Well this is it, Garry. After all these years, we've finally settled this. Was I a worthy adversary to you? (Coughs)

D-47592: You were. All I wanted in the end was for us to be friends, Bill. I'm sorry it had to end like this.

D-16349: (Smiles) It's for the best this way, my time in this world was up. All I ask is… (Coughs) …that you tell my story. Don't let me be forgotten.

D-47592: I won't, I promise.

D-16349: Thanks… Partner…

D-16349 expires. D-47592 looks up towards the sky, and drops his revolver. After pausing for a moment, he lights another cigar and begins walking westward into the sunset. The camera drone turns around and heads back to its station.

[END LOG]