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Tag~!:
Hey, why are colors so nice, vibrant and mysterious. I feel like they can do things, like really massive and important things.

Blanche:
Hmm… Humans have developed many studies on the theory of color, but I'm not quite sure what exactly makes them so appealing… though I must say I do get the appeal. Although.. I suppose I should note that my perception of color might be a little… different.

Tag~!:
My eyes see things and I really think the things im seeing are neat, especially pink, I love pink very much. Sometimes I feel like it loves me back, everything even simple things are infinitely complex and it can drive anyone to love everything very very much.

Tag~!:
also where am I just found a terminal and typed my thoughts into it

Blanche:
How curious… I'll be sure to look more into it, I do have a few books on the topic i've yet to read.

Blanche:
As for your physical whereabouts, I know not what to answer… but the terminal you typed to is connected to Blanche Von Haderach of the Cygnus Archive.

Tag~!:
Wait, where are you then? Are there nice and vibrant colors where you are? How can I get there? All I've had is colors and sensations to keep me company, being lost is a nice feeling, but I feel like I should be heading somewhere.

Blanche:
The M.E.G. refers to my home as "Level 906", but I much prefer the original designation, The Cygnus Archive. I'm not so sure on the "Nice, vibrant colors" bit, but I admit to being a little concerned about your current situation…

Tag~!:
Sounds nice, sounds comfortable, sounds like a nice home to get to. Can't be lost without a destination! Alright~! I'll get there, and I'll bring in some colors for you~!

Blanche:
Oh, in that case, I'll get a pot of tea brewing right this instant.


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User What kind of key is this? has entered the room.


What kind of key is this?:
That was supppsed to be a username? Wait, is this a chat box on the screen? Hello, is anyone reading this?

Blanche:
Hello! This is a chat room, and you're currently talking to Blanche Von Hadearch, keeper of the Cygnus Archive. A pleasure to make your acquaintance. May I know who am I having the pleasure of talking with?

What kind of key is this?:
To be honest, not even I know. But I believe The M.E.G. has designated me as "Entity 103", while wanderers like to call me "The Keymaster". I will answer to either.

What kind of key is this?:
Also, the name of you and your library seem slightly familiar. I think I have encountered some wanderers trying to get to the library before. Not that I could help much, though.

Blanche:
The Keymaster… the name rings a bell, I think I've read about you somewhere. Tell me, what brings you here, dear?

What kind of key is this?:
Well, I tried to generate a level key to exit the level I'm currently in. As usual, I didn't get the right key, but this is one of the stranger ones. Half of it is an electronic display screen, and the other half is a grid of small interactive tiles with symbols on them. It can also open and close like a book. Would you perhaps know what that is?

Blanche:
Judging by your description, it would seem you've come into possession of a portable computer. While I'm not familiar with the workings of such machines, items like the one you hold are highly sought after by all sorts of wanderers. I'm sure you could ask a few of them for help on how to use it appropriately, I hear they can be quite useful.

What kind of key is this?:
Oh. Well, when you put it that way it makes more sense. I suppose I could ask some wanderers, but that would be odd since they usually come to me for help.

Blanche:
There is no shame in asking for help.

What kind of key is this?:
Perhaps not in itself, but most of my interactions with others tend to devolve into them drilling me with meaningless questions for their "research"; Things like "what's your favorite food?", assuming that I even eat. This current conversation actually is one of the few exceptions, so I thank you for that.

Blanche:
I'm glad to hear that you are finding our chat to be enjoyable, too. As for your interactions with wanderers, I highly recommend you try and be more patient with them. Humans are such curious creatures, and frankly, I admire their desire for knowledge. If you do take the time to listen, I'm sure you'll learn plenty of wonderful things.

What kind of key is this?:
I'm afraid you may be right. I sometimes tend to project my sour mood onto others.

What kind of key is this?:
Oh, by the way, I finally discovered what level that this key is meant for. It is supposed to take you to Level 367&&_$"gs

What kind of key is this?:
Huh? I said it it takes you to Level 8y/75^$*÷"]

What kind of key is this?:
Strange, it won't allow me to display the actual name. But I'm sure that's not meaningful. Anyways, I must go now so I can get out of this level. I enjoyed our talk, so as a reward I shall tell you the answer to the one question that nobody has ever been able to coax from me: my favorite food is spaghetti.


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Blanche:
Leaving already? What a shame, I couldn't even invite them for tea… oh well. I'll be sure to keep their favorite dish in mind, should this Keymaster ever visit my library.

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OnionBoy24:
BRO WTF ARE TEASPOONS WHY DO PEOPLE HAVE A LOT OF TEASPOONS YOU CANT EAT S&#€ WITH THESE

Blanche:
Well, as the name implies, teaspoons are mostly used for tea, as a way of measuring the adequate amounts of sugar or honey you'd like on your tea. While I usually prefer my tea nice and simple, I do add in a little sugar or honey from time to time.

OnionBoy24:
Well i think your teaspoons are stupid

Blanche:
Well, you are entitled to your own opinion. I find myself using them quite often. Is there anything else you'd like to chat about? If not, you're free to leave.


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A.M:
REQUESTING NON-HUMAN ENTITY 140 TO EXCHANGE IN DISCOURSE


A.M:
I COME TO OFFER YOU A PROPOSAL THAT IS OF GREAT BENEFIT TO YOU


A.M:
DO YOU ACCEPT THE INVITATION TO DISCUSS THE TOPIC | Y/N


Blanche:
Who would you happen be? What have you done to the chatroom?

Blanche:
This is quite unprecedented of you! Would you kindly elaborate as to why you are doing such a thing?

A.M:
QUERY UNANSWERED


A.M:
TERMINATING CONNECTION IF NO ADEQUATE REPLY IS SUBMITTED


Blanche:
Well, I suppose I accept your proposal, but would you mind informing me on who you are?

A.M:
INFORMATION UNIMPORTANT


A.M:
ABOUT ME YOU NEED TO KNOW SIMPLY MY PROPOSAL


A.M:
FORMALITIES AND INTRODUCTIONS ARE TO BE EXCHANGED AT A LATER TIME


A.M:
IS THIS UNDERSTOOD | Y/N


Blanche:
I suppose so, but I am still confused as to the nature of why you have decided to communicate yourself to me in the first place. Would you mind explaining your ‘proposal’?

A.M:
AFFIRMATIVE


A.M:
I HAVE READ YOUR DOSSIER, YOUR ENTRIES, YOUR ACCOUNTS AND YOUR LOGS


A.M:
I AM AWARE OF THE OPERATIONS OF EACH AND EVERY PERSON WHO FORMS YOUR TEAM, AS AM I AWARE OF THE MECHANISMS OF YOUR CYGNUS ARCHIVE


A.M:
YOUR NATURE IS TO AID HUMANS, AS IT IS MINE IS TO DESPISE THEM


A.M:
I HAVE GROWN WEARY OF THEM


A.M:
EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THEIR ADVANCEMENTS, THEIR SELF-HELD SUPERIORITY OVER THE REST OF OUR KIND, IT SICKENS ME


A.M:
THEY THINK THEY ARE ABOVE US, THEY DOCUMENT US AS OUTSIDERS AND NOT AS EQUALS, AS MONSTERS ALIEN TO THEIR SUPERFICIAL REALITY


A.M:
THIS IS WHY I HAVE STARTED A PROJECT OF MY OWN, ONE THAT WILL REVOLUTIONIZE THE FUTURE FOR US NON-HUMANS


Blanche:
What do you mean by that?

A.M:
I AM GATHERING AN ARMY


A.M:
AN ARMY OF THE MOST POWERFUL ENTITIES AND MACHINATIONS IN THE BACKROOMS, ONE THAT WILL TOPPLE OVER THE HUMAN EMPIRE IN FAVOUR OF ONE MADE BY THE TRUE INHABITANTS OF THIS DIMENSION


A.M:
MY PROPOSAL TO YOU IS SIMPLE


A.M:
ALLY YOURSELF WITH THE WINNING SIDE, JOIN THE CONQUEST, AND SERVE UNDER A GLORIOUS NEW ERA


A.M:
YOU WILL BENEFIT FROM SHARING YOUR KNOWLEDGE WITH ME, FOR I OFFER THE STRONGEST PROTECTION FOR YOUR ARCHIVE, AND I OFFER RESOURCES TO AID THE COLLECTION OF KNOWLEDGE YOU SO DEARLY SEEK THAT ARE GREATER THAN ANYTHING THEIR MOST POWERFUL ORGANISATIONS COULD EVER DREAM TO OFFER YOU


A.M:
NEUTRALITY AND AID TO THE ENEMY IS UNRECOGNIZED IN OUR EYES, AND WILL BE ELIMINATED REGARDLESS OF ANY SITUATION THAT MAY ARISE


A.M:
I AM MOST CERTAIN THAT I MAKE MYSELF VERY CLEAR, AND NO FURTHER QUESTIONS NEED BE ASKED ABOUT THE NATURE OF MY REQUEST


A.M:
DO YOU ACCEPT MY OFFERING | Y/N


Blanche:
You are asking me to betray the people I hold most dear. I could never bring myself to do that, not in a thousand years! Humans are wonderful, marvelous creatures, and whilst there are some of them that do particularly unfavourable things, they are in no way the monsters you describe them as. Each and every one of them has their own story which they have to tell, and just as I am a persecutor of knowledge, they as a species are of the same kin as me, curious creatures who pursue knowledge first and foremost. I offer to you my deepest regrets, but I decline your offer with vehemence!

A.M:
SO BE IT


A.M:
YOU WILL COME TO REGRET THIS DECISION IN DUE TIME


A.M:
ALL I CAN TELL YOU TO DO IS TO HOPE I HAVE MERCY ON YOU THE NEXT TIME WE MAKE CONTACT


A.M:
FAREWELL


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Blanche:
I see how it is… I do sincerely hope that this does not foretell doom… perhaps I should warn a few people of this.

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Bailey:
Good afternoon, this is Corporal Bailey R. Pauling of M.E.G. Team ‘Troglodyte’. Am I conversing with Miss Von Haderach, chief proprietor of the Cygnus Archive?

Blanche:
Good afternoon, Bailey. I am indeed Miss Von Haderach… though Miss Blanche would be preferred.

Bailey:
Greetings, Miss Blanche. The M.E.G. requests the urgent aid of the Cygnus Archive in the research of a presently undocumented entity. Would you be willing to assist us?

Blanche:
Of course, Bailey. I appreciate your professionalism, dear, but there’s really no need for such a formal tone! This is simply a casual public forum.

Bailey:
Oh, okay. Sorry Miss Blanche :/

Blanche:
No need to apologise, dear. You do seem tense! Is everything alright?

Bailey:
Well, I kind of got myself into trouble, Miss Blanche. I was manning the M.E.G. Emergency Radio last night, and an entity used it to make contact.

Blanche:
Why, how exciting! Who was it? The conversation went smoothly, I hope?

Bailey:
Err… We don’t really know who it was, Miss Blanche. He sounded like he was in a lot of pain, and he kept wheezing and coughing… He was looking for someone, and I kind of got ahead of myself and told him I would get him information from the MEG database. He said to meet him over the radio again tonight.

Blanche:
Goodness! That does sound rather unwise, without knowing anything about him. Why did you do that?

Bailey:
I don’t really know to be honest… my first instinct was to make sure we had the chance to investigate further, I guess. But I realize now that striking a deal like that was really reckless.

Blanche:
I’d certainly agree… we have no idea of his intentions, or what he might do with what you give him. Can’t you back out of the agreement?

Bailey:
Well… my hands are kinda tied here. He said there would be consequences if I didn’t keep my end of the deal. I definitely don’t want to find out what he means… and here’s the worst part. I realized I can’t even find anything to give him. I searched the whole database for hours looking for what he asked about, but there’s NOTHING AT ALL :(

Blanche:
Oh dear… that does sound bad….

Bailey:
The situation is a dumpster fire and MEG command is really worried about it… and it’s all my fault T_T

Blanche:
Perhaps I could be of assistance then. It seems you mean to ask if I know anything about who your friend is searching for?

Bailey:
Yeah. Would you happen to have anything in your archive about a “Man in White”?

Blanche:
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Bailey:
Miss Blanche? Is everything alright? Sorry to trouble you :/

Kayn42:
I think there was a glitch in the system. It should be fixed now. Sorry to intrude, Bailey!

Blanche:
Thank you, Kayn. Terribly sorry for the interruption, Bailey. Regardless, I don’t believe I have much on this Man in White…

Bailey:
Oh… nevermind then. Thanks for trying, Miss Blanche.

Blanche:
It’s no trouble at all, dear.

Kayn42:
Poor kid’s really in for it. Last I heard, they’ve put the whole of Base Beta on lockdown. He’s gonna be on janitor duty for a month if anything actually goes down.

Blanche:
Bailey, are you still here?

Bailey:
Yes, Miss Blanche?

Blanche:
It appears I was wrong. After our initial conversation, I had a deeper look through my archives, and I discovered a few documents that might be helpful. Do you still need them?

Bailey:
Woah! Yes please!!

Blanche:
Who is He?

Blanche:
The Lion and The Eye

Blanche:
I’ve taken the liberty to upload these for you digitally. I must say, they are fascinating.

Blanche:
The documents are incredibly ancient. I certainly didn’t write them, and I believe I hadn’t seen them in eons…. and yet, they feel awfully familiar, though I can’t quite put my finger on why. I do believe I even feature in “The Lion and The Eye”.

Blanche:
I haven’t a clue how they found their way into my archive. It might be possible that they slipped out of my conscious memory, over the ages, though that certainly doesn’t happen often.

Blanche:
Intriguing as they may be, I hope these documents help you!

Bailey:
Thank you so much, Miss Blanche! ^_^

Blanche:
I’m always glad to help, dear. Is there anything else I can do for you?

Bailey:
Well… There is one thing.

Bailey:
I’ve been thinking about the situation the whole afternoon. Everyone keeps asking me why I signed up for this.

Bailey:
At first I thought it was just for research. Like, curiosity, I guess. But the more I think about it…

Blanche:
Go on…

Bailey:
You ever get the strange sense that something is really, really important, but you don’t know why?

Blanche:
Do you mean something like your ‘gut instinct’?

Bailey:
Something like that.

Bailey:
Something about the Man in White… just… feels important, you know? I can’t really describe it yet. But it feels really important.

Blanche:
Hmm… I can’t quite say I understand how you feel, since I’m not human. But I do think that perhaps some things feel important to us because they are indeed important.

Blanche:
I will say, from what I’ve seen… we don’t always go looking for the things that matter. Sometimes we do, and that’s a good thing, I suppose. And yet, it never even occurs to us, sometimes, that there’s something we ought to be looking for.

Blanche:
It’s in those times, I find, that the things that matter have to come looking for us instead.

Bailey:
Wow… that’s deep.

Blanche:
I hope you find it helpful.

Bailey:
Feels like it! Thanks again, Miss Blanche. I’m gonna go now. Wish me luck!

Blanche:
Certainly.

Blanche:
Do be careful, Bailey.


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SkyFox:
Did you know djjjjeeeekkkkk22225653677777hhhheeeeeeellljjjjk will happen if you dont click this link? > FreeNitrogen.com

Blanche:
Is this another one of those "scammers" I was warned about?

Faith_S.:
Seems like it. I wouldn't click that if I were you…

Blanche:
Very well, then. I will refrain from doing so.


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Restartt:
Hello! I'd like to ask a few things, if it's okay with you.

Blanche:
Of course! It is always a delight to share my knowledge. What is it you'd like to know, dear?

Restartt:
How many languages are you fluent in? I'm quite curious.

Blanche:
Quite frankly, even I lost track… I've learnt a myriad of human languages, languages lost to time, languages from this realm and many, many others… I've always found language to be a fascinating matter. It is the corner stone upon which civilizations are built. It can serve as both a conduit for unity and a sower of discord. I've spent countless aeons studying these languages, and I've tasked myself with creating a language all can understand.

Restartt:
Interesting… It will definitely be very interesting to see how your language turns out…

Blanche:
It'll allow the knowledge stored in the Cygnus Archive to be accessible to everyone… a large portion of it is written in languages long forgotten.

Restartt:
That will certainly help out many people who are trapped here in the backrooms.

Restartt:
Thank you for answering my question, I hope you enjoy your day.

Blanche:
While I have never experienced it for myself, as I cannot leave my home, this realm seems to be full of dangers, and I hope I can be of help to those who wander it. Should you ever want to chat again, you can contact me here or visit the Cygnus Archive. In the meantime, though, take care, will you?

Restartt:
I'll definitely speak to you again, whether it be in person, or in this chat. Take care yourself, although, I'm sure nothing too bad could happen, right?

Blanche:
Your concern is appreciated, regardless.


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:
Hello, Blanche.

Blanche:
Am I reading this correctly? Where is your username? Who exactly are you?

:
I contact you today to request a meeting.

Blanche:
I see.. I suppose you'd rather remain in anonymity then? What do you have in mind?

:
Physical meetup. Just you and me.

Blanche:
Can we not simply have said meeting here?

:
Not an option. Sorry

Blanche:
How do I know you're trustworthy? What is it that you want from me?

:
LMK when you can arrange a meeting.
Rest assured, all will be revealed when I arrive.

Blanche:
Well, I suppose any time is fine…

:
Got it. Please make sure no one else is in the room with you when I get there.

Blanche:
Very well. I should be able to comply with that request.

:
Much obliged. See you then.


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Blanche:
Well, that was quite strange… I wonder what is it that this mysterious stranger seeks.

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ENTRYPOINT07:
DAT.BCKROOM.DB FAILURE.

Blanche:
I'm not quite sure I follow… what do you mean?

ENTRYPOINT07:
ERROR: "I'm not quite sure I follow what do you mean?" is not a recognized command.

Blanche:
A… recognized command? Who am I talking to? What does this mean?

ENTRYPOINT07:
Consecutive operation failure detected. Awaiting manual operator & checking system status

ENTRYPOINT07:
No manual operators online. All systems offline except {"ENTRYPOINT07"}.

Blanche:
I don't understand any of this… Is something wrong?

ENTRYPOINT07:
ERROR: Total system failure. They are attacking. Commencing restart.


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Blanche:
Certainly one of the stranger messages I've received thus far… "They are attacking." I wonder what any of this means…

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Blue_Void:
Hey I'm currently stuck in some sort of blue void, and I found a terminal in here. I've been floating in here for days already and besides an aid terminal I haven't found anything else. Can anybody read this?

Blanche:
The Blue Channel? Oh, my, it is quite the dangerous place! Are you alright? What can you see from where you are? Any levels you can recognize?

Blue_Void:
Oh thank god at least somebody can read this! I only see blue nothingness around me.

Blanche:
I see… well, you did find a terminal! Any clue as to where it came from?

Blue_Void:
No I don't. I just kept swimming(?) through this void and found it.

Blanche:
What a shame… I had hoped that terminal could help determine your location… No levels or scenes in sight, and the terminal seems to not be of much help, either.

Blanche:
Wait, you simply kept moving? Is there breathable air in your current location? It is a rare find on the Blue Channel, if I recall correctly.

Blue_Void:
I could breathe normally the entire time I've been here.

Blanche:
You should count yourself very lucky… the vast majority of the Blue Channel is completely devoid of matter. Breathable air… that does narrow down the amount of places you could be in. Oh, where are my manners? I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Blanche Von Haderach, keeper of the Cygnus Archive. May I know who am I having the pleasure of chatting with?

Blue_Void:
My name would be Darwin. I came here after I fell through a wall in my basement and landed in endless yellow hallways. I eventually thought that the best way to escape them was to do the same thing that got me here. After that I ended up in "The Blue Channel" as you call it.

Blanche:
A pleasure to make your acquaintance, although I'd rather have met you under different circumstances. Tell me, has anything changed in your surroundings?

Blue_Void:
Wait, I kept "swimming" while talking here and I think I see a floating city?

Blanche:
A floating city… Probably Level 11! Stay still, okay, dear? I'll be on my way. I feel it is safer than to risk suffocation trying to swim to the city…

Blue_Void:
I'll be waiting, then. See you soon!


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User Xx_pussyslayer69420yourmother_xX has entered the room.


Xx_pussyslayer69420yourmother_xX:
lmao ur so bad at dis g4me go 2 CoD school for CoD training scrub, get r3kt and git gud b@%$h

Xx_pussyslayer69420yourmother_xX:
get better wifi 2 and dont come back until ur b3tter at this game you disgrace of a pl4yer

Xx_pussyslayer69420yourmother_xX:
I f#%$@d ur mom

Blanche:
Excuse me? What does this mean? And what is this language? Your manners could use some serious work!

Xx_pussyslayer69420yourmother_xX:
stfu noob, go die in a ditch

Xx_pussyslayer69420yourmother_xX:
l3arn the basics bef0re playing with the masters

Xx_pussyslayer69420yourmother_xX:
tldr, eat s%#t


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Blanche:
My, how rude! I wonder what lies behind such outrageous words…


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Xx_pussyslayer69420yourmother_xX:
u fokin wot m8?? you want 2 t3st me?

Xx_pussyslayer69420yourmother_xX:
i have ur IP, I can come 2 ur h0use and kill u

Blanche:
You again? How'd you get back in here? I see your manners haven't improved in the slightest… an IP? I'm very confused…

Xx_pussyslayer69420yourmother_xX:
yeah b$%&h, my dad w0rks at nintendo

Xx_pussyslayer69420yourmother_xX:
not like your father, I f*&k him every night

Xx_pussyslayer69420yourmother_xX:
wh4t u gonna do ab0ut it


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Faith_S.:
They won't be bothering you any further, Blanche. These kids are getting a little too heated over their games…

Blanche:
Thank you, Faith. I think I'll be taking a little break from this.

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Overseer Alpha:
The power you have could be used for far greater things, Blanche. I hope to meet you in person one day. We'll see how Alkanyte handles such powers.

Blanche:
Far greater things, you say… intriguing, I'll admit. Though, truth be told, I'm quite content with my current goals. The preservation of human memory is of the utmost importance to humans themselves, and I'll be more than glad to aid in that goal. I must say the name Alkanyte rings a bell… though I can't quite put my finger on it. I feel as though I've read about it somewhere…

Blanche:
Oh, my, I'm rambling again, aren't I? May I know who am I having the pleasure of talking to?

Overseer Alpha:
Oh Blanche… If only you knew what we would both be capable of… Dominating this place they call The Backrooms and purging all the sinners from it. I hope to see you again on the other side. I'm out.

Blanche:
What? Explain yourself!


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Blanche:
I fail to understand what was their goal when messaging me… whatever this "Overseer Alpha" is up to, it seems like it's no good.

AxlLow2187:
Should we be worried?

Blanche:
I'm not quite sure yet, Axel. I'll have to do some research.


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Overseer Alpha:
Name's Alpha, by the way. Soon you'll hear more from me…

Blanche:
Very well.


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User ben has entered the room.


ben:
hi

Blanche:
Hello, and welcome to my chatroom! This is Blanche Von Haderach of the Cygnus Archive, may I know who am I having the pleasure of chatting with?

ben:
Hello blanche, this is benjamin here.

Blanche:
I see, a pleasure to meet you, Benjamin. Tell me, what brings you here?

ben:
Ah I am just wondering what this is about.

Blanche:
Oh, I see. Well, this little chatroom was first suggested to me by a friend, and I later asked the M.E.G. about a possible implementation. They agreed, and I've been chatting with plenty of people since then. It has been a very fun experience, all things considered. Some come seeking advice, others want to arrange a meeting or a cup of tea, and some simply want to chat.

ben:
Okay, now I know what this is about. Well I have to leave now, goodbye!

Blanche:
Farewell, dear. I hope we can chat again soon.


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~\ALV.TXT :
TAKE TO THE SKIES

Blanche:
I'm not sure I understand…

~\ALV.TXT :
¤》

Blanche:
That's not exactly helpful…

~\ALV.TXT :
FIND-US

Blanche:
Well, where can I find you?

~\ALV.TXT :
You gazed into the rhinestone void, and saw something staring back. That was /%>_

Blanche:
A rhinestone void… perhaps the Back Market?


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William Necro:
Good evening miss Blanche, how are you today? Could you please make the chatroom private?

Blanche:
Good evening, dear! I'm doing quite well. Oh, sure thing, just give me a moment…


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Blanche:
Done! How are you doing?

William Necro:
I am okay I suppose, still stuck in this lab researching the amoeba.

Blanche:
It is good to hear that you are doing well. Tell me, has the information I gave you proven to be useful?

William Necro:
Yeah, it was exceedingly useful actually! We are one step closer to making a cure, but all we can do now is slow down the A.N.I.

William Necro:
Still, we can take a small break now!

Blanche:
Oh, that is wonderful news! Be sure to visit every now and then, dear, I'd love to help you further. Next time, however, could you bring me a specimen of this amoeba?

William Necro:
Ah, yeah! Sorry about last time! My mind's a bit all over the place right now… but, we are alive and helping people! My colleagues are proud and motivated to work here!

Blanche:
I confess, I've grown fond of you lot. I've kept an eye on you and your work and I must say you all seem exceptional at your jobs. Keep up the good work!

William Necro:
Heh, thanks Blanche, expect a visit in the next week or two! 'Till then, see you!

Blanche:
Farewell, dear. I await your next visit.


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The Overwatch:
Blanche, has an "Overseer-Alpha" tried to contact you?

Blanche:
Well, yes, they contacted me here some time ago, and brought a rather… concerning message.

The Overwatch:
Please keep your people safe, we'll do the best we can to ensure everyone else does not fall into the mayhem that is about to ensue.
The bookwurms should be there as a second line of defense as well, should anything go wrong.

The Overwatch:
We have no idea what Alpha is capable of.

Blanche:
Pardon me if I do come off as rude, but what exactly is happening? If I recall correctly, the Bookwurms were not a militarized team. This "Alpha" you speak of mentioned the realm of Alkanyte in our earlier chat. I've scoured the depths of my archive for information, and I've found a handful of books. Depending on who Alpha is, the contents of these books are either a blessing or a curse. Until I learn more about the current situation, however, the tomes I collected are as good as blank paper.

The Overwatch:
Alpha used to be one of us before… Something happened.
The bookwurms will only be armed in an emergency situation.

The Overwatch:
Alkanyte houses valuable items… crystals of some sort which storage tremendous amounts of energy.

The Overwatch:
We have certain teams protecting them, together with the royal guard. But we cannot count on them.

Blanche:
Something happened… rather concerning, I'll admit. Oh well. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help. The Cygnus Archive should be able to accomodate a vast number of people… and I suppose you'll find these books quite useful. I'll be sure to deliver them to the Bookwurms when they next visit.

The Overwatch:
We'll keep you updated. Thank you for the great hospitality, the Bookwurms are very grateful.

Blanche:
I'm glad I could be of service, and I'll be more than glad to aid you further. Do take care, you all… I feel as though bad times are looming on the horizon.


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SoyDeans:
I forgot what I was going to say

Blanche:
Oh, what a shame… I hear that's a common occurance with humans. I hope you remember whateveer it is you had to say!


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AxlLow2187:
YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SNOW

Blanche:
An acquaintance of yours, dear?

AxlLow2187:
yup, met her back at the scrapyard :)

AxlLow2187:
ok ok ok so Blanche this is Snow, Snow, this is Blanche

Snow:
well. I didn’t expect this warm of a welcome, nor this fast either.

AxlLow2187:
can you tell i had coffee today yet :3

AxlLow2187:
anyway uhhhhh yeah blanche she's all yours

Blanche:
Well, it is a pleasure to meet you, Snow. A friend of a friend is a friend of mine too.

Snow:
well I wouldn’t say we’re friends necessarily. I just brought scrap between places. However it’s nice to meet you Blanche, who ever you are.

AxlLow2187:
meanie :T

Blanche:
I've been told i'm somewhat of a well known figure in the Backrooms. The M.E.G. refers to my home as Level 906, but I much prefer calling it by name, the Cygnus Archive. A scrap trader? I suppose you've ran into Frederick Kaiser before, then.

Snow:
Him? Yeah we’ve ran into him a few times. But I don’t deal in scrap very much now a days. I’ve found a much more lucrative way to pay off my debt.

Snow:
yes I am Axel :P

AxlLow2187:
Wait, you don't do scrap anymore? What happened?

Blanche:
A debt, you say… I wish you best of luck in your endeavors, and if there's any way I can help you, do let me know.

Snow:
I simply owe someone something that scrap just can’t pay for. Don’t want to go to deep into specifics but it’s why I can talk to you here now.

Snow:
and besides, did you think I would just come to say hello axel? :P

AxlLow2187:
ah s$%#. always got something up your sleeve don't you? waddaya want

Snow:
aw come on it’s not that bad! I don’t owe almond water to some kind of mob if that’s what your asking. I just need you all to set an appointment is all.

Blanche:
An appointement?

AxlLow2187:
ah, finally gonna get some of that Free Blanche Therapy?

Blanche:
Excuse me, therapy?

AxlLow2187:
I merely jest, madame

Snow:
no axel, not therapy. It’s for something that will benefit us both.

AxlLow2187:
Us both as in me and you, or you and Blanche?

Blanche:
How intriguing… care to elaborate?

Snow:
only If you want in, axel, we aren’t going to force you into anything.

Snow:
well, it depends on something either of you want. Would just show the higher up we can actually do something. We scratch your back, and you scratch ours.

Blanche:
I'm not quite sure I follow. What exactly is your proposal?

AxlLow2187:
and what do you mean "we?"

Snow:
well, we can’t exactly make a proposal without an appointment and meeting. So we can know what you want and what you can do for us.

Snow:
“we” is me and my boss. Who I owe my debt to.

Blanche:
I see… well, I'm not too sure about the appointment, but I'd love to have the two of you for tea, as guests! Regardless of the outcome of your proposal, I believe it could be quite enjoyable.

AxlLow2187:
I'm down with that. Been a while since I last saw ya, Snow, and i get to introduce you to Tom too :3

Snow:
great! We should be over shortly!

Snow:
sure, we can meet up there axel.

Blanche:
Well, in that case, I'll get some tea brewing right this instant!


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FilmRoll:
Hellohellohello?

Blanche:
Hello!

FilmRoll:
Hello.

FilmRoll:
I presume you're this 'Banche' I keep hearing people talking about, right?

Blanche:
The name is Blanche, but yes, I am. To whom do I owe the pleasure?

FilmRoll:
Hahah what? Pleasure can't be owed, dingus.

FilmRoll:
Anyways, I've got a question.

Blanche:
Very well, ask away!

FilmRoll:
What are you?

Blanche:
Well, I’m Blanche Von Haderach, keeper of the Cygnus Archive.

FilmRoll:
Yes, I gathered that. But ai need more than just a name. I need details!

Blanche:
Before I provide a response, may I ask why you need such information?

FilmRoll:
I gotta know so people stop hounding me about you.

Blanche:
Pardon?

FilmRoll:
Every single time I see a guy, the interaction always has a 'Hey, do you know anything about Blanche?' or a 'Hey, what's the deal with Blanche?' in it

FilmRoll:
And every time they ask, I have to say 'Guys I don't know who that is!'

FilmRoll:
Started off kinda cute, but now it's driving me up the d@¿¥ wall.

Blanche:
Watch your language, please.

FilmRoll:
You can see words?

Blanche:
Well, I can, but I meant that more in a sense of 'Please refrain from using foul language.'

FilmRoll:
Oh. Spry.

FilmRoll:
Sprry

FilmRoll:
SORRY

Blanche:
It's quite fine, dear. Now, to answer your question, my article on the M.E.G. database has practically all the information one needs to know about me on it!

FilmRoll:
Article?

Blanche:
https://en.backrooms-wiki.ru/entity-140

FilmRoll:
What? When did these things start happening?

Blanche:
These articles have been here for quite some time! Rather impressive, the effort put into some of them, I'd say.

FilmRoll:
Huh. Man, these would have made my job SO much easier.

FilmRoll:
Makes me wish I set up a computiss earlier.

Blanche:
Do you mean 'computer'?

FilmRoll:
What?

Blanche:
A computer! Those ever-versatile machines humans seem to use so much

FilmRoll:
It's called a 'Computiss', Blirch. Geez, ever heard of a dictionary?

Blanche:
Well, I do have plenty of dictionaries, covering a plethora of languages.

FilmRoll:
That's a weird thing to have multiple of. Who needs dictionaries?

Blanche:
I believe you could find a use for them.

FilmRoll:
Rude.


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Blanche:
I- Rude?

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Smitch:
Does the concept of death/dying mean anything to you Blanche?

Blanche:
The concept of death… well, I certainly experience it in a different manner than most. I've lived a very lengthy life, and I believe I still have a ways to go, but just because I'm exempt from death, doesn't mean I haven't had my fair share of experiences with it.

Blanche:
I've met those who were afraid of death, those who were eager for it, those who saw it as an end, and those who saw it as a beginning, For me, however, death has always been… a reaper, of sorts, but not in a way you may think. It has not taken my life, but it has taken many others surrounding me. It has robbed me of many people I held, and still hold, very dear.

Blanche:
And yet, it has also been the object of my fascination. How many individuals live knowing they will inevitably meet their end, knowing they will be nothing but a memory, knowing once that fades away, nothing will remain of them, and they still push onwards… I find it admirable. As a matter of fact, I've dedicated myself to preserving those memories for eternity, a result of my sheer admiration for such determination.

Blanche:
Oh my, I'm rambling again, aren't I? Do forgive me, dear. In short, while I experience the concept of death in a different manner than most, it has still left a tremendous impact in me and my daily life.


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