Level -532: "Smile For Me."

My brother, Amara, said once... A little toxic positivity never bothered you creatures up until now...

Survival Difficulty: Class Undetermined

》Mysterious Properties

》Unknown Information

》Undocumented Entities

Level -532 is the 532^nd negative level of the Backrooms.

What is Positivity? I looked it up... Oui? The practice of being or the tendency to be optimistic in attitude and outlook. I do not understand human emotions... Human behaviors... Human thoughts... Human experiences... The human existence... The purpose of you creatures... Is there a purpose to any of this?

I invited you, Gary, here to enlightenment me. I am curious about human joy. You will teach me about human joy. You will show me human joy. You will show me what is the breaking point of human joy.

Description

This image was taken by Tuwile and given to wanderer B.B. for reasons unknown.

Level -532 is an elegant dining room consisting of glittering chandeliers and gold-encrusted and embroidered furniture and antiques. The long and luxurious table is set for a tea party with ten attendees in total. Nine human explorers will appear seated at the table. There is a 30% chance that Facelings and Partygoers will be in attendance. When these entities appear, they will make up 40% of the attendees or occupy four of the available seats at the table. Attendees will only appear on the short right end of the table or the long left and right sides of the table. The short left end of the table is reserved for the host of the 'party'.

The nine-attendees will notice that their resources are gone. Their resources disappeared under mysterious circumstances. These resources cannot be recovered or retrieved. Attendees cannot get up and move out of their chairs. Attendees are fixed to their seats by unknown means. The sit you appeared in is the chair you have been 'assigned'. You cannot move your chair in any direction, or you risk no clipping the ground and falling in The Void. The chair will mysteriously appear back into this 'spatial' anomaly. You can move your upper body to reach for utensils, dishes, place mats, napkins, food, drinks and other items that might be passed around the table. If you cannot reach for something, others around you will be encouraged to pass things to you.

Tea Party: Invitation

The only way for you to be allowed to attend this 'tea party' in Level -532 is to receive a formal invitation. The invitation is delivered to random explorers and entities by anomalous means. The envelope this invitation will come in looks more suitable for a bridal shower or wedding. The envelope the invitation will come will be a dark sage green color. The envelope will be embellished with a silk ribbon and sealed with gold wax. The party invitation will be written in dark green ink and Papyrus font on amulet-colored, cotton fiber wedding paper. The paper will smell like either elemi, rosewood, pine, or patchouli. Below is an invitation wanderer B.B. reportedly received to attend this tea party.

Date: April ██, 20██

B████████ B████

Level 1

You do not have to contact me. I know where and how to find you.

Please, join us for a Tea Party in Level -532. We are thrilled to invite you to celebrate with some lovely people and entities. You will be teleported to Level -532 July ██, 20██ at 2:00p.m. RSVP is not necessary.

Thanks,

Tuwile

Wanderer B.B. reported that he was teleported to the respective level at the specified date and time. Date and time were redacted for this explorer's protection. What is interesting here is you cannot refuse the invite. There is no reports of anyone being able to refuse the invite. It is not know what will happen if you successfully refuse the invite.

Tea Party: Event

The 'tea party' does not begin until the host shows up. The chair provided is not suitable for his size. This chair will disappear and in its place a chair that would accommodate a being 3X the size of your average sized man. The host will also appear seated in this chair. The host is a charming yet ferocious Malveillant clad in attire from the Edwardian period. What happens next at these tea parties vary but most explorers will report that its chaotic, traumatizing, disorientating and violent.

The images provided consist of two men in clothing from the Edwardian era for reference.

Summary Tea Party Incident 1: 'Wanderer B.B.'

Date: July ██, 20██ at 2:00p.m. 
Event Duration: Unknown due to disorientation
Attendees: 2 partygoers, 1 faceling and 6 humans

Report:

Wanderer B.B. reported that the 'location' was charming. What was being served for the 'tea party' was coffee cake and grey earl tea. Tuwile appeared. Initially, he surprisedly gave off this cheerful and friendly aura. He was thrilled by the number of people and entities that showed up. The mood shifted without warning. The closest Partygoer next to Tuwile were ripped from its chair by him. Tuwile proceed to lift and smash the entity down on the table. The other Partygoer struggled in place. Everyone, including the single faceling, observed in horror. Wanderer B.B. recalled the entity latching on to Tuwile in an attempt to stop the attack or infect him.

Tuwile smirked, "You, creatures, keep forgiving that I am a monster like you. You cannot make me more of a monstrosity."

Tuwile proceeded to dissect this entity on the table with his claws. The Partygoer emitted this unholy shrill of agony and panic. This entity struggled to break free but to no avail.

Tuwile commented coldly, "You are not smiling anymore. Relax...I just want to see what is inside. Play with your organs if you have any. You were human once... where did your humanity go? Help me understand."

Wanderer B.B. admitted that the scream of the Partygoer and how quickly things escalated resulting in him fainting. He woke up to Tuwile smelling his face. Tuwile was covered in blood. Three people (2 men and 1 little girl) and the one faceling (male) was left. The little girl was sobbing uncontrollable and screamed for someone named, Page. One of the men stared blankly at the carnage while the other was fighting to get out of his seat until he and his chair phased down into the floor. The chair returned but he was gone. Tuwile clearly mutilated the others and scattered their remains across the table.

Tuwile comments with ice, "I am not ready to kill you [referring to B.B.] yet. You harbor hope that you might live and escape. I will let you clinch onto that bit of hope a little while longer."

Wanderer B.B. recalled that he heard a snapping noise and found himself in Level 4. He does not know how he got there. He does not know what happened to the others. He developed PTSD and admitted himself to Level -115.

Comments:

The only confirmed survivors was the little girl [name and initials will not be disclosed] and wanderer B.B. The faceling and the remaining explorer are presumed dead. It cannot be confirmed why Tuwile spared the girl and B.B. The little girl was questioned but due to trauma refused to speak. Wanderer B.B. was questioned and this is the summary of his account. It is worth noting here, that the Malveillant seems to be immune to transformative properties of the Partygoer's venom. This is the first documented report of a Malveillant interacting with a Partygoer.

Summary Tea Party Incident 2: 'Fred L. Lovegood'

Date: September ██, 20██ at 2:00p.m. 
Event Duration: Cannot be confirmed. 
Attendees: 1 partygoer, 3 facelings, 5 humans

Report:

M.E.G. Entities Investigator Fred L. Lovegood confirmed the 'location' was gorgeous. What was being served was red velvet cake and rosehip tea. Tuwile appeared. He was as cheerful and friendly as B.B. claimed he was. He was radiant. He expressed delight in the presence of his attendees.

Tuwile commented sweetly, "You all look so scared. I just want to celebrate nothing with you all. I do apologize for not having a special occasion to celebrate. I know humans usually gather to celebrate something."

He stood up. The Partygoer, directly to Tuwile's left, visibly flinched as Tuwile stood up. Tuwile glanced at the Partygoer. A malicious smirk flashed crossed his face for a moment, but he proceeded to cut up the cake. He was humming a nursery rhyme as he divided up the cake. Entities Investigator Lovegood read the previous incident report. He was not sure if Tuwile was doing that to intentionally intimidate the single Partygoer. Classical music began to play, but the source of the music could not be confirmed. Tuwile began plating the cake and directed the Partygoer and wanderer K.Y., who was to his right. to pass down desserts.

Wanderer K.Y. found the courage to speak, "What favor is the cake?"

Tuwile responded pleasantly, "Red velvet. Do you not like red velvet?"

Wanderer K.Y. nervously responses, "No...the favor is fine?"

Entities Investigator Fred L. Lovegood recalled feeling terrible for wanderer K.Y. Tuwile could crush him like ant if he wanted. Investigator Lovegood recounted reviewing reports concerning this explorer and survivor. Wanderer K.Y. no clipped into The Backrooms less than 6 months ago and reportedly survived Level -725, Level -369, Level 6, Level 8, Level 9 and Level !. He is only 15 years old. Investigator Lovegood's stomach drops thinking about his own son who is the same age as him.

Tuwile addressed K.Y., "Pass this down to the person next to you."

Wanderer H.P. finally spoke up, "I have a celiac disorder."

Tuwile addressed H.P., "Really? I will just serve you tea."

Entities Investigator Fred L. Lovegood felt this was comparable to having dinner with an unpredictable, volatile, and abusive parent. You just have to seat, keep your head down, eat your food, and wait for your alcoholic, deadbeat father to b*tch slap you into oblivion or your overworked, perfectionist a**hole of a father to cuss you out for not getting a 100% on that spelling test despite getting a 99.8%. Investigator Lovegood confessed that he was reliving parts of his childhood and his father was the latter.

Fred L. Lovegood finally spoke after receiving his piece of cake, "So... uh... you are Tuwile?"

Tuwile addressed Investigator Lovegood, "Yes. Why do you ask, Investigator?"

Fred L. Lovegood, "You, your 'brothers' and your 'father' especially are gaining infamy in The Backrooms. You are the first amongst the gro...

Tuwile interrupts the investigator to snare at the Partygoer,"You will eat your cake or I will serve to my next attendees!"

Wanderer J.B. raised her hand timidly and Tuwile gestured for her to speak.

Wanderer J.B. managed to speak clearly, "If that Partygoer does not want their share, can I take it with me to go?"

Tuwile responded pleasantly, "Yes..." He growls at the Partygoer, "You are being ungrateful! Pass down your plate to her!" Tuwile began serving tea and returned to address Investigator Lovegood, "You were saying Investigator..."

Fred L. Lovegood was having flash backs of his childhood but managed to stay present, "You are the first amongst the group that I had the opportunity to speak with. What we know about you is what we gathered from The Natives from Level -777."

Tuwile finished serving everyone tea, "I assumed that."

Fred L. Lovegood persist, "Look...! We know you guys are planning something...what is it!?"

Tuwile looked over at Investigator Lovegood and responses coldly, "You said that like you were going to change something. Whatever plan there was has ready been implemented. What you are experiencing now is the aftermath."

Comments:

M.E.G. Entities Investigator Fred L. Lovegood reported that no one was harmed during this tea party. The tea party can be described as uncomfortable and tense. It cannot be confirmed what Tuwile's motives were at that time.

Summary Tea Party Incident 3: 'Officer Atticus N. Wolfe'

Date: October ██, 20██ at 2:00p.m. 
Event Duration: Cannot be confirmed. 
Attendees: 1 faceling, 8 humans

Report:

Commentary - Officer Wolfe, "Can a faceling have an existential crisis? This is the second 'level' I was forcefully placed in. Who the f*ck is doing this?

Officer Atticus N. Wolfe willingly offered his recount of Level -532. He confirmed that the location was beautiful but did not know this level or place existed. What was being served for the 'tea party' was key lime pie and matcha tea. Tuwile appeared like always. He gave off this charming aura.

Commentary - Officer Wolfe, "I heard of the Malveillant. I never encountered one up until then now. The explorers that come through Level -50 told me about them..." The officer inhales sharply to poise himself. "You got to understand that I felt it! Bubbling under that charming smirk... I felt his hunger for destruction... his bloodlust... his need to kill! I felt it!"

Tuwile expressed joy. He was thrilled to have so many... Commentary - Officer Wolfe, "Victims!! Not guests! Not attendees! Not company! Not friends! VICTIMS!!"

Officer Wolfe recalled recoiling in fear, realizing that Tuwile was standing over him. Officer Wolfe recalled he was on the other side of the table. He must have zoned out. Officer Wolfe remained calm as Tuwile sniffed and picked him apart with his eyes. Officer Wolfe felt like a mouse waiting for the cat to attack. He could hear Tuwile emit a low thrill in anticipation.

Tuwile commented with intrigue, "You are the only faceling here."

Officer Wolfe felt his face blank. He knew Tuwile was going to kill him.

Tuwile commented with malice, "Are you afraid, officer?"

Officer Wolfe's face returned, and he responded honestly, "Yes!" Officer Wolfe recalled looking Tuwile dead in his predatory lime-colored eyes. Officer Wolfe rocked in his chair and retorted, "You ain't fooling no one, you animal! I am not begging for my life! If you are going kill me, do it!"

Tuwile withdrew in amazement. He looks around casually. This predatorial and sadistic grin separate across Tuwile's face. Everyone at the table recoiled in terror at the sight of it.

Tuwile said with demented excitement, "Laisse-nous jouer!!" Tuwile scrolls away and began walking around the table. He completed one lap while saying, "A faceling that can speak! I am intrigued! I could dissect you right now, but you, officer, could be an anomaly. I cannot kill you if you are the only one!!"

Tuwile passed Officer Wolfe and stopped behind a woman to the officer's right. She looked to be in her mid-20s. She was of Indian descent.

Tuwile asked her,"What is your name, girl?"

Wanderer U.I. responded with tears running down her face, "Umika. Please... have mercy..."

Tuwile roars, "YOU WILL BE QUIET!!"

Officer Wolfe mouthed to Umika, "Relax... it is going to be okay."

Tuwile grins at the cop faceling, "Are guaranteeing their safety, officer?"

Officer Wolfe grits his teeth, "What if I am... let me out of this chair and I will show you..."

Tuwile chuckles, "You will do nothing!"

Tuwile extended his index finger at Officer Wolfe. Officer Wolfe felt his internal organs compressing and releasing violently. The officer choked before throwing up blood.

Tuwile laughs wildly and said callously, "Please, officer, I want to spare you."

Umika sobbed, "Please... leave him alone!"

M.E.G. Engineer Brittany Wales finally spoke up, "If you want to kill someone, you son of a b*tch, kill me! I work for the M.E.G."

Tuwile cackles, "That means nothing! Father told me that the M.E.G. is part responsible for this nightmare. Do not try to rewrite your wrongs now!"

M.E.G. Engineer Brittany Wales struggled in place but said nothing more.

Tuwile focused his attention back on Officer Wolfe. "Atticus...! You will decide everyone's fate." He points at Umika's head and giggles maliciously, "Some objects may implode."

Umika whimpers as blood dripped from her nose.

Officer Wolfe tossed around in his chair before lamenting, "Just tell me what you want me to do, you sick f*ck!!"

Tuwile laughs,"You will not beg for your own life. Okay... serve and protect it is." "Tuwile hisses, "Smile for me!"

Officer Wolfe was taken aback, "What?"

Tuwile screams, "Smile faceling, or she dies!!"

Blood began to spill from Umika eye lids. Officer Wolfe managed to smile, but he knew his eyes and nose had disappeared due to fear and stress.

Commentary - Officer Wolfe, "He demanded that I smile for every person at the table, or he would kill them. He knew what he doing... He was mocking the fact that I am d*mn well near human. He hoped I would cave and blank my face out of fear. No... I am not human, but I swore to protect human life. I could not let them die." Officer Wolfe pauses with a heavy sigh, "He was p*ssed because I beat his stupid little game! I do not know what happened to them afterwards. I heard a snap and I was sent back to Level -50.

Comment:

The only confirmed survivor was Officer Atticus N. Wolfe. It assumed that the 8 human explorers were killed by Tuwile. Field Operatives have been ordered to monitor Level -50 and console the Officer faceling.

Colonies and Outposts

Colonies and outposts cannot be established here.

Entrances and Exits

Entrances

You must be invited to attend this 'Tea Party'. If you come to this party without an invitation, you will be murdered by Tuwile and served at the party.

Exits

Struggling to get out of your chair will result in you no clipping the floor and falling into The Void. The chair will return to the level by unknown means.
You cannot leave the tea party until you are dismissed. You will hear a snapping noise and be sent to a random level in The Backrooms.