Note:
This book contains my backrooms OCs which are simply not canon entities in the M.E.G page.
And it's weird how I started this because of a sketch having a happy man and a sad man (partygoer and partypooper) become opposites of themselves- 🙂
A...
-Partycrasher wakes up after the "event" that occurred-
Partycrasher: Ugh, hm-?
Partycrasher: Oh right, Level Fun.
Partycrasher: Gosh, wasnt I supposed to shoot somebody a few minutes ago?
Partycrasher: Well, better get going before a smiley bloke finds me and lets me off to the host for their lunch-
-Partycrasher then noclips to a level that he has never seen nor heard of before-
Partycrasher: AGH- =)
-PartyCrasher lands head-on his arm ontop of the floor, making it slighty fracture-
PartyCrasher: OW, BLOODY HECK!! =)
PartyCrasher: D-did I actually snap my arm-? =)
PartyCrasher: WELL, THANKS 'NOCLIPPING'! =)
PartyCrasher: Ugh, well, I need to get a look on my surroundings. Because, I might be in a much terrible crisis right now.
-PartyCrasher takes a gaze at the level, but, that mere act, changed everything-
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PartyCrasher: Promised.. The Promised Land?..
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{Partypooper's POV}
It's been years since the Fun war's happened. Us partypoopers have magically appeared in "The Promised Land" out of nowhere. But who am I to complain? We've been living a peaceful life here. We even have our own store & we sell numerous items like, 'The Jar of Boredom', 'Very Berry Milk' & so much more.
It's so very tranquil. I sometimes think I am living in a dream.
I was with a couple of partypoopers. We were having a joking time since, y'know, boredom.
We have names, we gave eachother names. Since we werent a human before, or atleast, we dont remember being one, we tried looking for options.
I was fascinated at human beings.
Them being so carefree and being able to change their way of life, them having the ability to choose their own careers, have their own hobbies, their own personalities. Us partypoopers may be similiar to humans but, still, I feel we are entirely different species.
We just looked at a 'Name Dictionary', if that's what one may call it.
Until we heard a yell coming from the other part of the level.
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(Mateo's POV)
Partypooper-(Elias): And- why dont scientists trust atoms?
