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The Eyes of Argos

At 2343 hours/nexus a device of uncertain origin was triggered inside the Headquarters, this machine altered the psyche of all those inside and made them functional members of the "Backrooms Robotics" group of interest.

Any active members are alerted that we will regroup at The Courthouse, the activities of the Eyes of Argos will be restored once the current situation has subsided. The general population is advised that crimes committed in times of need are still crimes.

- Argos

Announcement!

Our customers are usually the most important thing to us. However, we have recently been offered a large sum of interdimensional currency in exchange for the relocation of our services. It is with our heaviest of hearts that I regret to inform you all that we will no longer be located in this dimension. You will not be seeing us again. Toodles!

- Stretch Zimals

The Captain's Crew

It's been a pleasure sailing with you all. We've seen what they can do, and we know we can't fight back. We'll be taking our own way out before they reach us. A captain always goes down with his ship.

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕷𝖔𝖘𝖙
Your childish pleadings matter little or nothing to us, we officially declare that we are retiring to a land that none of you will be able to reach, thousands of the so-called levels away. Do not try to find us, it will be useless.

To all those with whom we have established a partnership we send our sincerest apologies, we hope to reform those ties once the current situation is over.

As we have said to all who have tried to seek our advice, the path these mechanics have taken is not the right one. Live and accept the flow that this earth has bestowed upon us, accept its gifts and keep the balance. This is how we have survived through the millennia and this is how we will survive you if you do not embrace it in time.

Alert! Alert! Alert!

A seal has been broken, and apocalypse soon cometh with the disappearance of the feathered lord. Pray he forgive your sins before the day of reckoning arrives. The end is nigh and the buzzing sky gives way to a new era.

Go, find your sons and your daughters and have them spread the words of our Lord one final time. Remind them all who we once were.

-Father Blue Bird

B.N.T.G. NOTIFICATION SYSTEM

The Traders Keep has fallen, all members must relocate to a secondary outpost. Access to refugees is maintained but will be more strictly regulated.

The B.N.T.G. and its members/collaborators remain neutral in the recent conflict, we are open to reach an agreement with the factions involved. Our public channels are open and receiving messages, you can communicate with us by this means.

The U.E.C.

As we have been saying for the last few years, the incompetence of the group that calls itself The M.E.G. would sooner or later lead to disaster. Well, today is that day, the group known as Backrooms Robotics has initiated a series of attacks on the most important stakeholders as well as the inhabitants of the Backrooms.

No need to worry as we, the real M.E.G. have been preparing for this moment. It will be us and our benefactors who will put an end to this conflict quickly and effectively.

What we do, we do for the sake of bettering humanity.

M.E.G. MEMO

The group known as Backrooms Robotics has recently performed a number of raids on multiple factions, the Major Explorers Group is now appealing to all wanderers and former members of the aforementioned factions to join us in this time of need.

Despite what many may say, standing together is the only way to overcome this crisis. Together we have surmounted many dangers and this one is no different from any of those.

- Stretch, Overseer A

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