This SCP has been known to follow individuals through parks and forests at night. Despite it’s slow, uneasy gait, resembling that of a decrepit old man, this SCP with the designation “Shambling Joe” seems able to teleport to keep up with its intended prey, no matter fast they run. The first signs that you’re being followed by Joe is when the victim begins to hear nonsensical mutterings such as children enjoying rubbing its leg hair. These rarely make any sense but seem interspersed with some common phrases, frequently referring to the victim as Corn Pop or Jack, regardless of the gender of the inividual. This generally creates a sense of unease and then terror in the victims, but this is merely an appetizer as Shambling Joe zeroes in on what it really wants, your hair. While indistinct from a distance, perhaps from some kind of reality warping, as it closes in the victims will be horrified by the visage of a seemingly impossibly old man, it’s skin wrinkled and gnarled, giving the impression of being several hundred years old with long, arthritic arms and fingers. This is only the first thing you will notice as Joe has no facial features, a withered, blank canvas except for one feature, it’s nose. The nose is how Joe feeds, as it finally comes within striking distance it will leap upon its prey, landing upon their shoulders and immediately sniffing the individuals hair, turning into a vacuum as it seemingly devours it, until all but the roots remain on the scalp of the unfortunate victim. But perhaps the most frightening part of such an encounter is that Joe implants psychic suggestions that leave victims in a sort of frenzied delirium that they rarely recover from, repeatedly telling everyone they come into contact with that they need to “Vote for Joe” and “This is the most important election of our lifetimes.”
This SCP has been known to follow individuals through parks and forests at night. Despite it’s slow, uneasy gait, resembling that of a decrepit old man, this SCP with the designation “Shambling Joe” seems able to teleport to keep up with its intended prey, no matter fast they run. The first signs that you’re being followed by Joe is when the victim begins to hear nonsensical mutterings such as children enjoying rubbing its leg hair. These rarely make any sense but seem interspersed with some common phrases, frequently referring to the victim as Corn Pop or Jack, regardless of the gender of the inividual. This generally creates a sense of unease and then terror in the victims, but this is merely an appetizer as Shambling Joe zeroes in on what it really wants, your hair. While indistinct from a distance, perhaps from some kind of reality warping, as it closes in the victims will be horrified by the visage of a seemingly impossibly old man, it’s skin wrinkled and gnarled, giving the impression of being several hundred years old with long, arthritic arms and fingers. This is only the first thing you will notice as Joe has no facial features, a withered, blank canvas except for one feature, it’s nose. The nose is how Joe feeds, as it finally comes within striking distance it will leap upon its prey, landing upon their shoulders and immediately sniffing the individuals hair, turning into a vacuum as it seemingly devours it, until all but the roots remain on the scalp of the unfortunate victim. But perhaps the most frightening part of such an encounter is that Joe implants psychic suggestions that leave victims in a sort of frenzied delirium that they rarely recover from, repeatedly telling everyone they come into contact with that they need to “Vote for Joe” and “This is the most important election of our lifetimes.”