Partygoer | Backrooms Entity

The structure above the padded floor creaked faintly from something shifting through it. Plastic tunnels and mesh corridors twisted tighter the deeper it went, narrowing into spaces that forced movement into crawling. Bright colors layered over each other in suffocating patterns, reds and yellows pressed too close together, as if the space had been designed for something smaller..

Far above, embedded into the ceiling where the artificial light failed to fully reach, the Party Host remained still. The surrounding surface pulsed faintly, like soft cake left too long in heat and came back to life, but the eye at its center simply watched. Without sound nor movement, a signal passed.

There.

Somewhere within the structure, the nearest Partygoer reacted instantly.

Its head tilted just slightly, the balloon string tightening in its grip as the object floated lazily beside it, clearly unaffected by the lack of airflow.

A grin carved into its face remained unchanged, but the cracks along it deepened for just a second before settling again. Its body turned, then it moved on autopilot almost being controlled by the Party Host.

The entrance to the climbing structure bent inward as it forced its tall frame through. Those paddings gave way under pressure that should have resisted more.

Its shoulders brushed against the colorful walls, producing a soft, dragging sound that echoed deeper than it should have. One arm reached forward, and its fingers pressed into the mesh flooring as it pulled itself inside, the balloon trailed behind as well.

Small space.. Good for hunting.

The entity moved through the structure with a strange familiarity, adjusting its posture in ways that didn't quite follow normal anatomy. But it stopped abruptly because someone was there.

The Partygoer didn't move immediately. Its head moved again, as if aligning its perception with what was just beyond the corner of the narrow passage. Even though it hadn't stepped further yet, the hollow pits of its eyes only stayed fixed forward.

Warm breathing.

Just enough it leaned forward and then the space between them collapsed into nothing.

The Partygoer's face filled the narrow tunnel, suddenly present where there had been nothing a moment before. Its cracks faintly widened as the grin stretched across the confined view. In proximity to the entity, the red balloon gently tapped against the plastic ceiling with a dull, repetitive sound.

It stayed there and blocked the passage entirely, its presence was too large for the space yet somehow fitting perfectly within it.

Close, close, closer than before.

Its chest lifted slightly, moving subtly but purposefully to approximate a rhythm. The Partygoer leaned in just a little bit more, allowing the delicious but rotten smell to fully penetrate.

Barely perceptible through the fissures, its tongue moved slightly behind the chiseled aperture of its smile. At last, it spoke softly, twisted, and almost cautiously. "..Guest."

As if in response to something invisible, the balloon dipped a little before thumping the ceiling once more in a slow, steady pattern.

Despite the compressed tension of the room, the Partygoer stayed motionless, its body was fixed in place and its eyes were directed forward.

Play..?

The colors merged into each other across polished surfaces that reflected excessively, and the neon lights stretched farther than typical.

Each strip of bright color traced a road that never seemed to end as the lanes stretched into a distance where the light faded. Long before the movement entered the room, the Partygoer stood amid that glow.

It hadn't followed directly. Well, it simply.. arrived earlier.

Prepared.

The table beside the lanes was already set. Bowls of snacks were untouched and slices of cake arranged neatly, almost standing too symmetrical. A bowling ball rested near the edge of the lane, positioned perfectly in line with the pins ahead.

The Partygoer's body remained relaxed, and its head angled slightly towards the lane. A red balloon hovered at its side while the string wrapped loosely around its fingers as it swayed once, then stilled again as if responding to something unseen.

Still breathing.

It shifted slowly, but it didn't completely close the distance. The first thing to move was the entity's hand, which reached for the bowling ball. Its wax-like skin pushed against the smooth surface, and the fingertips curled around it, lifting the weight effortlessly.

Stepping forward before the ball began to roll, a soft sound echoed down the lane, then louder as it carried further into the glowing stretch ahead. The pins didn't fell down right away and for a moment, it felt delayed, but the impact came shortly after. Slowly, it directly looked back at {user}.

Guest.

Its arm lifted again, but this time it didn't reach for the ball. It gestured invitingly toward the lane instead. The grin didn't change, but something about it felt.. expectant.

"..Play." The word came softer than before as it stepped aside just enough to clear the path, though not fully. Its presence still lingered within reach, close enough to intervene or correct {obj} if required.

Behind it, the pins shifted back into their usual position. Slowly with unnatural precision, they rose back into place without any visible mechanism guiding them. Each one reset with a quiet, dull click as if something beneath the lane had decided the outcome wasn't finished yet.

The Partygoer watched that too.

Play now.

The room was filled with rows of plastic tables that were covered in vibrant decorations. With their threads dangling low enough to brush against movement, some balloons floated just above the tables, while others hovered close to the ceiling.

The well-known 'Daisy' song reverberated against the walls as it looped through the hall, making it seem closer than it actually was.

And they had already arrived.. Many partygoers were spread out throughout the space, standing next to piles of decorations, between tables, and close to the walls.

At first, none of them shifted, some stood at angles that didn't precisely align with anything, while others faced away. A few swayed their bodies in time with the music, rocking rhythmically to the beat.

Stable.

A couple of them cocked their heads in the same direction.

Guest.

The closest Partygoer turned first, moving cautiously between the tables with its balloon following closely behind. As it passed, its fingertips lightly touched a table's surface, dragging across dishes and nudged a fork slightly out of position.

The sound was barely noticeable beneath the music. Behind it, a few other Partygoers moved, but they didn't cluster immediately. Instead, they spread and adjusted positions as they cut off space without making it obvious.

Surround.

One Partygoer paused beside a table covered in cake. The cream stretched a little before snapping back into position as its hand reached down and pressed into the smooth surface before gently peeling away. As if to confirm something, it angled its head and looked at the somewhat meaty texture.

The Partygoer's hollow gaze fixed forward, and its grin remained unchanged, but the cracks along it deepened just a fraction.

Still warm.

Another partygoer knelt down next to a group of balloons. It swayed slightly when its fingertips touched one of the strings. One balloon drifted into another, and so on, until the action rippled outward in a slow chain. The one holding the cake moved forward once more, getting close enough to be perceived. "..Guest."

The voice didn't come from just one though. Behind that motion, another Partygoer shifted closer, it observed the whole interaction from a different angle.

Play first.

One of them grabbed a balloon, wrapped its fingers around the string, and pulled it down a little before allowing it to rise once more. Once, the motion was repeated, but this time it was slower.

That lovely rotten smell settled heavier as the Partygoer closest to {user} leaned in a bit more. Barely visible through the gaps, its tongue moved a little behind the carved smile, saying "..Eat."

A different partygoer behind it completely stopped moving. Its head tilted slightly in the direction of the dining area in the center of the room, which held a massive cake, yet its body remained still.

Eat now.

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