- Warning.PDF
- MEG-Ben-s-recorded-opinion-on-TLAB.MP3
- The-Tale.TXT
- Level-The-Long-Abandoned-Fortress.PDF
- M-E-G-TEST.PDF
- Ben-s-recorded-TLAB-opinion-II.MP3
Caution: Death appears in this documentation,
References to Violence,
Near-death situations,
& censored profanity.
Viewer discretion is advised,
and you have been warned.
"I don't understand why the hell we're even here in the Major Exploration Group to do any of this sh*t. I don't understand any of this or why we're even in this annoying abandoned military fortress full of like.. uh.. facelungs- facelings? I don't even remember. I wish I had never left The Atrium, this level is such bullsh*t, I don't like any of this level, or any of these communities. I hate this, these rooms are tiny, too. Only 10x10 feet for a bed, a setup with an M.E.G. laptop, a weapon rack, a closet, and an entrance that can't be blocked, it's crap. I hate t-"
*The door audibly opens*
"Hey Ben, wrap it up, we got to go soon."
"Damn it, alright, Sam."
*The door audibly closes*
"Well, I don't h- -uch time, I- -eed to go, but this is all grade-A bu- -it."
Tord: "Alright Sam, so just follow me for Le-"
Sam: "Tord! Why are we even here?"
Tord: "I- Look, just… follow me for Level 881's entrance, it's nearby, and we can document it."
Sam: "Fine, Tord. I don't even care anymore.."
Tord: "Good thing, becau- WOAH, SH-" *Tord falls through the floor*
Sam: "T-TORD?! TORD?!" *Samuel runs around looking for Level 881's entrance*
Sam: "Tord?! Where are you?!" *Sam no-clips into Level 8, accidentally.*
Sam: "Tord, Tord? Wait.. is that a Skin-Stealer?!"
*Tord wanders around Level 881*
Tord: "Sam? Samuel?! Sam! There you- THAT'S NOT SAM!"
Sam: "Tord?! TORD!! Come, quick! Tord! There you a- and that's a Smiler around that corner…" *Samuel no-clips into Level 11*
Sam: "Well, safer than 881… uh.. wait- a military base? Sweet!" *Samuel attempts to no-clip into The Abandoned Fort*
"Woah! Wait.. is this another Run For Your Life situation?" *A Kombat Knife almost falls on Samuel* "YOU SON OF A- oh.. Just a knife.."
*Samuel finds the knife and reports Tord missing*
Tord: SAMUEL?! SOMEBODY?! *Tord finds a place to hide and writes a note for Samuel, in case he ever sees it* Anthony?! Please, somebody! Oh no, NO, N-" *Tord is presumably dead…*
Sam: "Hey, Anthony?"
Anthony: "¿Si, Samuel?"
Sam: "Do you kn- Donde esta Tord?"
Anthony: "No."
Sam: "Hijo de- esta bien…" *Samuel walks away, looking for Tord*
Anthony: "Adios- uh- Bye, Sam!"
*Samuel roams around and no-clips into Level 881*
Sam: "SH-"
*Tord can be heard yelling for help in the background*
Sam: "Tord?!"
Tord: "Sam?! Is that you?!"
Sam: "Yeah! How the h- *The ceiling starts loudly caving in* -ill we get out of here, though?!"
Tord: "Follow me; FAST!"
*Tord & Samuel start running for their lives to escape Level 881 for around 10 minutes, and they finally escape after enough time with their lives.*
Sam: "Holy.. *panting*"
Tord: "Alright, brother; we're fine here."
Sam: "Yeah, you always say that, even if we reach another class 5 level…
Tord: "Just.. come with me."
Sam: "Not again, Tord…"
*Tord and Samuel make it to the M.E.G base, in bad shape, but at least they still have their lives.*
Sam: "Tord, why did we have to go to 881?!"
Tord: "I thought it would be good to document! It sounded better in my head…"
Sam: "Ugh, at least we're alive.."
*Tord & Sam eventually try to get to Level 922 for documentation*
Sam: "We came all of this way, FOR A GRAY STAIRCASE?! Son of a-"
aTord: "Hey, hey, it's fine, Samuel. OH S-"
*Tord no-clips from step 881 into Level 881*
Sam: "AGAIN?!"
*Samuel slips off the step, but ends up hitting his head on Step 598, and eventually bleeds out before he can figure out how to no-clip out of the level.
Tord: "Samuel?!"
*Tord finishes his final goodbyes, and hides the note behind an odd painting.*
Hey Samuel, I know we were friends for years. I wish we could've spent more time together, but this Skin-Stealer is going to spot me any moment now, and I'm going to die, goodbye… I'm about to die The Skin-Stealer is going to murder me, FAST; and I'll be fine if I hide it's about to see me around this corner, I'm going to hide this note and pray RUN FOR MY LIFE! -Tord Eagles, to Samuel Kellogg. Written 11/24/2016, and if anybody else sees this, burn the damn note.
Tord: "Samuel?! Son of a… Alright…"
*Tord hears a Skin-Stealer*
Tord: "Oh lord please save me…
*Tord starts running for his life*
Tord: OH LORD PLEA-
*Tord is killed by the Skin-Stealer*
Anthony: "Samuel! Tord! Yo- ¿Alguien?
LEVEL
360
SURVIVAL DIFFICULTY
CLASS 4
Exit: 5/5
Dead End
Environment: 4/5
Extreme Environmental Risk
Entities: 2/5
Some Hostile Presence
This abandoned fort is Unsafe, and us at the M.E.G believe these files have been slightly altered, proceed at your own risk.
The Fort is a level that has a long story behind it. It's a very interesting tale, but this documentation is about the level.
Description:
The Fort appears to be an abandoned, old, military fort which has mold growing in it, and a lot of Spanish vines growing, but it's big enough with enough safe zones to have communities. This level has certain Class: Habitable zones, but the main area is a Class: 4. This level has no documented photos in the M.E.G database for now, but its starting area has some "Kombat Knives", as some people call it. Its starting area looks like a Sick Bay, fully stocked with weapons. The entire fort does have "Entity Infestations" outside, but it seems as if they cannot get in, as this level was discovered on 09/23/1998, and no entities have come in yet. Another thing is that there seems to be a firing squad that fires at any entities that appear to be close to breaking in, and they seem like old military members, by their sharpshooting and reflexes.
Communities:
The Faceling Firing Force, The M.E.G Collector's Base, & The Militia of The Backrooms. n da speshul gys lik mee, partygoers =)
Entities:
Facelings, Skin-Stealers, Smilers, Humans, & Partygoers.
Entrances:
No-clipping through a military fort in Level 11, and randomly no-clipping while having a gun holstered or slung on your shoulder through an old ceiling.
Exits:
Jumping through a broken window to get to a random level, or getting purposefully shot by The Faceling Firing Force to get to The Void. or join da party =)
Credits to Tord Eagles as the author.
Spoilers for the tale ahead, this takes place LAST in the tale. Proceed with caution.
"Well, Samuel and Tord wandered off somewhere, let me check the database, see where they are…"
*Clicking and typing is audibly heard*
"Tord Eagles, ALIVE,
Samuel Kel- DEAD?! Oh lord, please save Tord, he's the best person I've ever met…"
*Ding!*
"Tord Eagles, DEAD?! Oh lord please save us at the M.E.G…
Cause of deaths, Samuel, bled out from- FALLING OFF OF A STAIR IN LEVEL 922?! Tord: Presumably an entity atta-?! *Static*