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RECORDING 1: H-hello? My name… My name is Big Chungus…

It wasn’t supposed to go like this.

M-me and my friends. We called ourselves the Cool Meme Team. We were invited to Studio Gunner to talk with some fellas because… W-we were like.. We got rejected as a team for the tournament but then the-the… The community really ended up liking us and thought that we were the pinnacle of comedy! So they invited us here to talk about maybe possibly…. Fuck…

They told us to wait in the second dressing room but while we were waiting all the lights just suddenly went out… We thought it was a power outage but when we left the dressing room… All the windows and exits were boarded up. Crash immediately started freaking out and I-I.. I told them that we should look for other people so we… we… w-we made our way to the.. The interview room and we saw… Some fella facing the wall in the back of the room and i-i didn’t recognize them but Ugandan Knuckles got excited and started pulling on my leg and… and pointing at him and…… Fuck… He was always so naive… He ran to the blue spiky figure and h-he asked him…. “Do you know de wae out?” The figure then quickly turned around and h-he had pitch-black eyes and-and they were bleeding and then he just…. Within a split second he… He… Fuck, I can’t take it anymore… Ugh…

We saw Ugandan Knuckles get murdered.

His.. his eyes were gouged out and he disappeared… That thing said… “D O N O T L O O K U P ”… And of course… Both of us immediately looked up and… We saw Ugandan Knuckles’ corpse hanging… and the word GULLIBLE on the ceiling. Written in blood…

I grabbed Crash and started running… We shut the door behind us and the last thing we heard was that godforsaken laugh…

I-I think that thing is going to come for me next so I’ll try to keep this brief. I just want our story to be known, ok? Do not forget what happened to the Cool Meme Team. Please…

A-anyway. I grabbed Crash and he was just freaking out going WOAHWOAHWOAH and I couldn’t blame him… He was always easily freaked out… I held him under my arm but I just… I got so tired after a while… I just couldn’t run anymore, so we hid in the kitchen… T-there wasn’t enough space for both of us under the table so… C-Crash had to hide in a very narrow closet with a glass door… I could see him from my hiding spot… H-he was shaking so… so much…

We heard the door open, and from the corner of my eye I could spot a yellow man with a big nose holding some sort of ring on a string… And on his shoulder a little pink ball with bloody eyes… I-I don’t know what the fuck those things were man. They were singing… As they slowly made their way over to the table that I was hiding under I-I-I I didn’t move a muscle… I looked at Crash and deep down I already knew what was going to happen… So I closed my eyes. Crash started screaming. I heard the closet open. Screams. And then…. Nothing.

When I opened my eyes… I was alone. Crash and those two figures were gone. I made my way to the art room and locked and barricaded all of the doors. That’ll hold em’ alwight, I told myself. Now I’m in here… Luckily I found this camera down here… I didn’t know if it still worked, it had like a bowtie and I was worried that it might be one of those things again but… I guess not. I’m sure whatever it is that’s out there is gonna get to me eventually… I don’t know what else in this room could help me. There’s just a bunch of drawing tablets here, A doll of one of Knuckles’ other friends… I think… Some unfinished artwork, a group photo…. Hmm… The only thing useful he- HUH?

O-one of the laptops just… Turned on… Oh god… P-please no… Stay back.. Please… AAAH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA̷̹͒Á̶͚À̸̭Ȁ̵̪A̸̼̕A̷͙͘A̷̳͘H̵̹͋!̶̱̋ ̸̦̉ɥ̵̟̘̟̣͔̝̿́͠q̴͉̜͍͖̰̠̊̆ɥ̸͖̠͇̰͙̐̉̔͘͜q̸̢͇̖͖̊̂̆̂͘q̷̛̬͌̂͛͝ṕ̷̝͚͖̠̻͎͂́̽ʌ̸̡̛̠̌͒̑̈̐ʇ̸̪̾̏ɥ̵͇̟͔̭̯̓́̅̉ɥ̸͓͌̔͂̄͠ɐ̸̯̀̀͛ɯ̴̢̙̻̻̩͚̈ɐ̵̲͈͈̙͂͋̀͊̆͜͝q̴̭͚͍̖̦͂͂͑̆͌o̶̫̾͜ʞ̸̰͇̤́̏̂̉́̆ᴉ̷̛̞͓͇̫̀͊͑̆͠ʞ̷̩̬́̉ö̸͚̦͐p̴̠̫̤̎̓̑́ɟ̵̨̜̣̓̄́p̸̨͉͉̺̜̎̄̅͂͜͝ƃ̵̭̹̹̭̉̓̐̂ɥ̸̥̯̽ù̶̧̨̗͕ɯ̸̣̪̜͎̬̎̓̒̈ᴉ̵̫̖̘͇͆̓̂͌̋͘ᴉ̸̩̝̫͓̓̾̆̌̕͝ɯ̸̙͙̤̪͋ͅṇ̶̨̡͈̲͖̋̍̿̅̎ʍ̷̣̺̺́͜ʍ̴̢͖͙̜͈͂̈̊ʍ̷͕̲̾̌̈́̄̍ʇ̵̞͕̹̦̯͑́̔͐͠ʇ̸̛͖̩̜͕̋̈́ɥ̶̨͍̱͚̞̀͒̋͋͜ʍ̴̨͎͍̒ɟ̷͖̘̩̳̙́̐̀p̸̗̬̹͚̈́̅ɐ̵̥̳̚ʎ̶̭̪͓̏͐͌̂͐ò̶̹̭̓ɥ̴̤͚̤̥̦̠̈́̋͗o̵̥͙̿ͅʎ̶̹̆̊ǝ̶̞̯̖̻͚͖͌̈́̾́̕ɥ̵͍̥̈́̀̊ɐ̶̻͓̞͍̗̈́̈́ʎ̴̨̥͈͓̞͂ǫ̴̲͔͍̖̕ɥ̸̨̖̠͎̀̎͐͘ɐ̸̝̝̼̲͊ʎ̸͔͎͙̲̘̑̒̄̾̂̕ǝ̶̯̻͚͕͊̈ɥ̵̢̍̾͌͝ ǝ̷̫͔̄̌͑̇̕͠ɔ̶̻͒́͊̾͒̕ù̷̢͝ṇ̷̱̾̄̿͌͋ọ̴͇̳̞̊̓͝q̵͕̰̣̦̌̍̇̊͘̕ ̵̧͓̫̜͎͈̎̈́̎́̈p̵̦̣̄o̴̪̳͈͈͇̍̈́͑̎͜o̶͈̥͉̿͝l̵̞̝̣͗̀̉͗̈́͛q̷̢͔̖̣̟̇̔̏́̅͋ ̴̡̹̯̮̫̆͠s̵̻͔͇̯̃̿̓̏̎̌͜n̸̙͕͚̳͑͋̓͜͠ƃ̶̡̢̦̭͉̈́̀̑ͅű̴̫͎̗͚̭̭̓n̵̬͚̠̞̟͇͐̉́̚ɥ̶̨̺̗̰͍̊̅͛̌̈́̇ɔ̷̦̹̯̍͂́̍ ̴̘̝͎̱͓̞̆s̷͈̯͒́n̷͇̣͍̦̓̆̔͌͝ƃ̵̦̠͓͕̰͒u̷͎̲̻̪̞͇͋̃͒̈́͘n̵̡̦̫̯̳͌ɥ̶̢̭̭̰̟͇̄̂̔͝ɔ̴̻̞̆ư̸̡͕̩̅͌͗̆̋n̶͕͈̼͚̲͎̋̊̓̅́͑ɟ̵̙͍̙́͝ɥ̵̙͉̲̂ɔ̶̟̹͕̒̕͝ń̶̮͙̖ɯ̴͎̼̭̅̾̾̿̋ͅó̴͖͎͍͎̥̺́̓s̶͍̄̋ṷ̸̗͕̭̠̬̌̏̾͊̚n̴̨̡̹̮̘̓̒̈́̚͠ɟ̷͓̻͐̂̆̃̒ɥ̵͎̹̝̫͌͌͛ͅɔ̶͔̯̈́́̐̍͜n̴̫͍̟͖̎̋̍͐ɯ̵̛̹̗͙̬̌͊̈́̿o̵̖̹̭͖̻͘s̷̨̪̻̖̠̱̏̈́̌͑͠͝ú̴͎͕́̈́̋͛n̴͓͔̬̂̇͆͆ɟ̸̝́ɥ̶̠̜̖͌̍̚ͅɔ̵̧̢̗̼̇̃̀̉n̸̢̙͓͂͗͘ɯ̵̛̜̪̠͙̘̓̏̈́͌͘o̸͇̗̰̟̯̦̐̿́́̎͘s̸͍͚͒̈́̓̎̕ư̸̙̘̾̒̃ͅn̶̢̤͈͛ɟ̴̪̮̙͔̫͎̐ɥ̵͍͔̮̍͊́̓́̒͜ɔ̵̩͌̈̇̓̇̈́n̸̛̛̦̟̝̼̋̊̀͘ɯ̵̘̗̖̘̓͠o̴̦͕͖̣̿̑͒͠s̴̻͉̣̬̐͐̚͝͠u̷͉̹͐̌́̍̋ɹ̸̥̮̮͈̈́̂͘͝ň̶͇̟͊̒ʇ̵̖̾ɹ̶̯̩͍̹̪̰̃n̷͓̝̬͔̻͚͌̎ò̴͇̗ʎ̸̝̉̆u̸͕̲̜̬͍̍̓̔̒͑̇ɹ̵̦̼͓̔̈́n̵̛̹̖̏̏́̔̓ʇ̵̰͋ɹ̶̰̠̂̇n̵̝̗̗̫̅̃̏͒͠ö̴͎́̀̌̒ʎ̷̲̭̱̬̓̔ů̴̧͓̗̓ɹ̴̤̠̪͖̐̕͝͝n̶̖͉̭̮͆͑̄ʇ̸̖͗́̾ɹ̵̧̻̹͓̲͆̐͗̆͛͝n̴̡̢͙͇͇̟̈͆̓́̀̕o̵̫͍̣̟̘͒̈́ʎ̶̛̠̗̯̰̱̓́̅͊̽▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔

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RECORDING 2: Wobbuffet! Wobba-Wobbuffet. Wooooooob… Wobba. Wobbuffett Wobbuffett. Wobbuffet. Wob, Wobbuffet! Wobbuffet. Wobba-WOBBUFFET! WOBBUFFET. Wobba… Wobbuffet. W-Wobbuffet? Wuh…. Woooobbbaa? WUH-WOBBUFFETT! WA-WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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RECORDING 3: I don’t know how much time I have left before *it* shows up again, but I want to make sure I have a record of what happened for myself. So uhhh…. Here goes.

Today at 414C4C57494C4C504552495348 me and Hypercam were going to interview MissingNo. The garbled mess that somehow got into this tournament. But when me and Hypercam were preparing for the interview, Hypercam started to act weird, with his speech becoming nothing but 1’s’s and 0’s… But then Hypercam started oozing H̶Y̶P̶E̸R̵ ̷R̵E̸A̵L̴I̶S̴T̵I̸C̵ ̷B̴L̷O̴O̴D̸… Oh god, just thinking about it makes me want to throw up.

After that happened I just passed out, and I woke up in the kitchen for some reason. As I’m recording this the power is still out so I’m using a flashlight that I grabbed when I woke up as my only source of light. I’m not sure why I have it all of a sudden but I’m not complaining either, That’s for sure. After searching around the kitchen for anything that could be useful I decided to exit the café and head to the open hallway. I tried to exit the studio though the entrance, but the doors wouldn’t open no matter what I tried. I was trapped with no way out.

I walked around the studio. Hearing screams. I tried to hide in the basement. But the door was locked, so I went upstairs to the music production room to hide, since it seemed like the safest room in the studio. When I got inside the room I saw a cassette recorder with an unused tape still inside so I recorded this message. As of right now nothing has happened, hopefully it stays like tha– Huh? I think I hear something… Oh no. Oh no! NOOOOO— ƃ̷̤͚̗͇̗̼̉̃̽̽ṳ̵̢̦̪̳͈̦͇͐̓̑̈́͋̇͗ᴉ̶̲̠̬͊̄̂̊ʎ̶̧̝̥̠̭̲̂͂͒͋̿ɐ̴̢̢͎̭̭͈̺̥͖̫̾́͛͛̋͝͝l̵̬̱̝̀́̑̎͋ḏ̶̡̲͉͍̝͈̐̒́͋̉̈̉̈́̊̄ɹ̷̨̜͍̲͉̬̰̤̈́̏ơ̵̥̗̳̺̬͍͖̣̑̃̋̀̈́̌͐͠͝ɟ̸̺͎͉̻͇̻̯̫͒̈́̊̅̑̍͑͌͒͜͠s̷̲̈́͌̓̊͆̃ś̵̤̠͎̲̥̹̰͉̓͘s̴̠̋́̓̿̚͘s̵̨͈̯͚̹͂s̸͎̺̤̪͔͗̆̾͘̚s̵̲͖͙̹̠̖̭̈́͂̈́̔̀̏̎̚s̶̰̬̒̓͆̾̇ŝ̵̲̤͔̦̏s̷̠͍͋̔͑̔̑̀̈́̂͛̾̐s̷̗͓̲̪̦̰̈́̋̀̔ş̶͇̰̖̪̟̱̌͐̀͆͗̕͝s̶̖͚̆̅́̽̉̕͠s̶̡̨͖̮̤͚͑̍̈̇̍̇͘̕͝ʞ̴̹͈̃͛͑͌̊u̵̳͂̄̅̈́ɐ̴̱̻̯͙̞́ɥ̴̢͕̪͐̈́͑͘ʇ̴̢͈̥͌̊̃̌̑̈́͘ƃ̴̣͔̹̮̥̇͗͜͠ů̶͖̠̰͈͖̏̔̽̎́͒͜ᴉ̴̧̡̙̊́̑͑͌̈́́̈́ͅͅʎ̸̯̹̣͉̗̟̠̪͛̓̀̇̉͠ɐ̴̢̺̜̜̩̘̝̻̔̉͋̓̌̽̉l̴̫̮̼̔̓̎͑̾͘d̶̠̽͂̄ɹ̸̣̘͓͗̇͌̔̍͘ő̷̡͖͇̹͖̟͙̆̏͌͛̇͒̚ɟ̴̹́̑̾̇̓̇̾͛̎͘s̶͖̳̮͙͇͔̀͛̈́͊̾̊̇̕͠s̴͎̺͍̯̼͙̮͕̣̳̘̏̋̒͆͛s̶̡̢͎̟̗̙͈̩̯̉͆͐͆ṥ̶͓̥̻̪̣̱͕̻̋̔̏̄͠͝͠s̶̮͍͙̀̈́̓͊̀ʞ̸̢͇͍͛̌̉̿ȗ̵̧̡̩͙͎̫̣̳̽̔͊͋̃͗̕ɐ̴̛̜̮̰̳̗̲̥͖́̍͛̑ɥ̵̡̠̱̦̩̹͕̲͎͙́̆ʇ̵̨̧̺̻͖̱̺̌́͌̆͗͜͜ͅƃ̵̧̗͈͖̰̖̼̻̯̎̅u̴̫̰͑̓̃͋͠͝ᴉ̸̧̢̯̙̝̗̝͕̎̑́̀̚ʎ̸̡̰̮͔͓͖̖͉̔͊̐̍ɐ̷͕̯̱̹̿ĺ̷͎͝ḍ̸̢̨̹͚͍̺͚͇͍̓͌̇̚ɹ̸̡̘̩̟̻͖̹͎͍̹̆̽̀̐ͅǫ̵̡͓̯͚̜̬̮̩̤̾ɟ̸͎̉̀̂̔̓͌͘̚͝s̷͖̳̜͖͎͍̞͂͂̅̐͐̐̾͜ʞ̸̧̠͎͖̥̗͙͉̤̩̉̇͗̓͌̓͌̓͑͝͝ͅú̷̡̨̞͇̝̘̳͉͙͊͝ɐ̴̢̯̼̫̳̱̥̫͉̙͌͑̂̂͐̍ɥ̸̘̃͊͠p̴̨̡͕̯̫̜̳̲͍͓͇̣̊ǝ̶̡̧̩̣̳̗̘̣̹̣̌̓͂̀͑̃̔͑̓̽u̵̦̤̗̻͐̃́̈́̀ʍ̴̮̪̲̙̘̘͂̌̄̓̽̎̂͂̅̐̈́̕͝ͅo̴̥͇͔͕̞̻͗̎̋̈́̉̍͂ɹ̴̯̤̺̰̪̘͌̈́̓̾̾̇̾̈́͘͝p̶̡̨̧̧̛̱͕̗̮̮̤̝̹̙̝̠̔̍̕ʞ̷̨̛̤̝͖̘͈̥̲͓͇̺̲̮̓͑͛̅̎̂̔̂̔̆͘ɐ̸̼͙̰̬̗̝̬̻̫̉̈̂̅͛̀͐̄̾͂̊̅̍̄ų̵̭̺̜̙̹̪̘̠̑͛̈́̿ƃ̶̡̹͕͙͖̫̲̠̻̮̺͈̦͒̀̃̆̉̓͂̂͛̏̚o̷̡̥̭̺̼̠̩̳̯͓̰͍͑̏̄͗́̎̈́̐̔͘͝͝ͅɹ̶͎̖̬̤̳͔̯̗̍̿́́̓̊̑̾̚͘ƃ̸̺̍͗̽̊́́̚ͅʇ̶̗̣̌̏͘͝|||||||||||||||||||||||| |̶_̵h̡ ̨èn̶ ͘a͘e͠d a̵ee͜ht͝a̵y ͜ho a gd̨rd͟h̕

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Meowth

Ughhh, wh-what happened?

W-wuh!?

Unregistered HyperCam 2

u 2 ok? both of u were asleep.

Meowth

What? Why would we just suddenly pass ou– huh? what’s this?

Unregistered HyperCam 2

wat is it meowth?

Meowth

It seems like it’s a tape recorder… with a couple of tapes. Hmm, maybe I’ll look at these later, since we have an interview to do soon.

Unregistered HyperCam 2

aw i want 2 c it :(

Woobbufett!

Meowth

Don’t worry, we’ll look at them later!

Wob-wobbufett!

Meowth

Anyway, we should get ready!

Unregistered HyperCam 2

o btw who r we talking 2 dis time?

Oh! That would be Miss▛▜▞a̕͘͜e̡e̷͝h͡ut̡e̕͏a̷l͠e͝ý́f̴̸͡ ̨͡sh̛ơ̶ ̨́͘t̷a̛ ͏mg̨̀o̴̢a͠d̸͠c̸͜r̢d͟ ͞d̴͟o̢e̸h́͞ ͘͠é̢ni̕ ̶͞ae͟r҉d́ d͞͠el̕͘r̶͢ş̨ ͏h̨ ̴͘a̶e͡҉͝ȩ́h̨͞ųt̕͞͡e҉̨͟aļ̧ey͡f̨͏ ̡ś̢h̶̡ó̴͏ ̛͝t̷̢ą͡ ͏͏̸m͘g̵̴̵o̶̢͜ad̢͠cr͜͝d̷́ ̕doȩ̵͠h̵̡̀ ̛̕e͟n̷̕i͘͜͢ ͟a̡e͞r̀͢d̸͘͘ ̀͝d̶e͝l̡͞r̸̶s̵ ̸̷̧ḩ́ ̨a̶̢ȩ͜e̴̛h̷ùt͘e̢a͘͝le̶y̷͠f͠ ̷̷̛s͞ho͠͡͝ ̨̕͜t̸́̕à̢͠ m̶̶͝g͞͏͘o͢ą̶̛d̸̢crd̕͘■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■