The Game Between All Games

Well… here I am. I never thought I would be writing on this website. Sure, I like to read these a lot, but I never even imagined that I would really have a story to tell here. However, something that happened to me recently, I think is worthy of existing on this website.

Among these other stories people have written, there are a lot of fake stories, trolls, and just downright stupid stories not worth reading, lest we waste our time. But today, I have a chilling experience that really did happen. Some may not believe me, but if you ever have found the place I did, you too will likely have a story to tell. 

So where do I begin but that morning? So I am a long-time Roblox player, and still, play to this day despite the chilling experience that I encountered.

So I was feeling kinda nostalgic, and I decided to log in on my old account. This account is pretty old, and surprisingly, not hacked! I really do like this account. I played on it so much as a child, and back in those days, Roblox was not nearly as popular as today, but gosh, it was a whole lot better than all these new “cute” roleplaying games and a bunch of copying games trying to be like that dead game called Granny. But there were a few games that still existed way back when I started, and I knew I could count on those to cheer me up!

These games were Natural Disaster Survival by Stickmasterluke and Breaking Point (who the developer is, I have no idea.) So these games were around in those old days, and still are relatively popular to this day. A lot of players like me, who are considered ‘Old Robloxians’ but only really played in those last years of the good days on Roblox like these games a lot. These were also the days when Tickets were around (curse those who thought it a good idea to remove them) so I had a few hats that are no longer around, and nobody resells them because of how rare they are. But of course, that was also a time before people flooded the catalog with player-made clothing, so players usually from that time used the player skin-tone adjusting tool to make it look like they wore plain pants and a sleeveless shirt.

But of course, the New Robloxians wear all sorts of fancy clothing, so I was likely to be called a noob, but this did not make me feel very bad. So I loaded into Murder Mystery 2, because I had played the original Murder Mystery, and really enjoyed it.

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The moment I appeared in-game, I realized just how out of the ordinary I looked there. Me, with my R6 body, and old hats, compared with all the players who wore these new packages to change their body shape, with these animation packs that, to be honest, some of them I saw there made people look really dumb. Some players had this stupid face (I won’t say for if you wear the face you will hate me) and all sorts of these accessories that matched their clothing perfectly, and they were all usually all-white clothing with red, all black with grey, or just colorful, and all these types of players wore wings and had sparkles come out of them. There were the (as I like to call them) Albert Mercenaries. I call them this because they all are viewers of this YouTuber who is named Albert, and sure I watch him, but I don’t take it to the level on which I dress up in these strange avatars just to show how much I watch him. Not saying that it’s bad, if you are one of these people, I am just saying that it’s not for me.

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So of course, there are those people (who are usually called aesthetics) who either are really nice or huge jerk-faces who always try to manipulate friends against each other (most of that type play survivor or eviction notice) so I weighed my chances on them and came completely wrong.

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Of course they were jerks! The moment one saw me, they said “Eww! A noob!” and all the others proceeded to wrap around me and start insulting me. But then, the strangest thing happened. A group of people who I failed to see before, were all staring in that direction. I didn’t really care much at that moment, because I was too busy telling these jerks that I likely played Roblox a long time before THEY were even born (most of these people pretend to be teenagers, but in reality, they are children who are trying to act like the REAL angsty teenagers to try to be cool.)

While I was defending myself, explaining how I had a warrior badge and could likely take on all of them in a sword fight and win (a warrior bade is SUPER rare because it is retired and you needed to get 100 kills in an hour on a classic battle game like Doomspire) those strange people came over to us. I thought at first they were also going to insult me, but instead, they started to defend me! The four or five aesthetic people turned to look at the strange people. There were three of them, and all of them wore these strange black hoods and the same shirt and pants that looked a lot like robes (not the extremely basic robes that usually are on the catalog, I mean these were all black and had LOTS of details on them. So much detail that if you had seen them, they could be mistaken for real clothing.) these people all had the blocky package on, so I assumed they all were similar to me and were Old Robloxians. Under the hoods, I could see no head, but each had one of the Glowing Eyes faces (Green, Red, And Yellow) but these eyes, looked like they really were giving off a real lighting effect.

They each seemed at the time like nice people. They said things to defend me like “Give the guy some respect. He is an old player.” and “Seriously, you are picking on a guy because he looks like a noob? People like you should be banned.”

They all quarreled for a long time until suddenly, the player with the red eyes, unexpectedly said “Guess what? I filmed all of you before we came over. I have every rude word you said, and I will send it to someone in power.” Of course they didn’t take it seriously. They all threatened him saying to send it and they didn’t care. But the moment he said “sent” each one of them, surprisingly disappeared from the game!

“How did you do that?” I asked him. I wanted to know how in case of more bullies. But he simply said “It is a power that the ordinary public like you can’t know.” and they all walked off. I was confused about this, but then the round had started. (I know it seems like it wasn’t that long a time, but I am good at elongating times to make it seem as if they are a long time.)

 

The map for the round was the Mines. I liked this map, it reminded me of Old Roblox games, and I decided to go searching around. I played the game on my other account that was newer, so I knew where to go. The only reason I was on this account was for nostalgia because it was my first account, so no questions further!

So I was searching around, going down all sorts of different passages looking for the murderer, when I spotted those three people again. All of them were in a little triangle, and I could see the chat bubbles, but I was too far away to see what it was. So I crept closer and hid behind a minecart relatively the height of my avatar. We were in a part of the map nobody usually went to, so I was confident I was not going to be stabbed from behind.

When I was close enough, I could see what they were saying. I don’t remember their exact words, but the conversation went relatively close to this:

“So are we going to… The Place soon?” This was the yellow-eyed man. I didn’t know why he said ‘the place’ but I assumed it was some sort of game they were going to play.

“Yes. The passage is here somewhere.” This was the red-eyed man.

“The question is WHERE it is.” The green-eyed man said this (I will refer to them as Red, Yellow, and Green now.

Red: I was sure it was in this room.

Yellow: Is that why you made us enter the scripts to choose this?

I was confused at those words. How did they enter the game scrips?

Red: Yes. Now come on. Let’s get out of this wretched place.

Green: Yes. I hate being in this place. There are too many people here who can follow us.

Yellow: agreed.

Red: I think I found it.

Red was now standing in front of a wall. Why was he doing this? It looked just like any other wall in that place. What was so special about this one?

He walked up to the wall and said some gibberish, and then stood perfectly still. I saw no difference in the wall. It looked just the same! But then, Red walked up to the wall, stood there for a second, and then disappeared. He had no visible username, nor did any of the others, so when they left the game, nothing appeared to change. How do I know they left the game? Well, I walked up to the wall, seeing they were likely gone, and pressed my avatar’s face up to the wall. For a second, nothing happened, but after about three seconds, my screen changed to that grey screen you get when you join a game. The picture for the new game looked like television static but with a bunch of mixed in colors, and the game’s title was a bunch of letters, numbers, and symbols that constantly changed. Just before I had loaded in, I could have sworn the random letters had spelled out “WELCOME :)” and that was just creepy.

When I spawned, nobody was around. The three men were gone, and I was left all alone. This place was pretty creepy. It wasn’t like all the other creepy games either.

 

So usually, the other creepy games on Roblox are pitch-black, but this was different. The walls were mostly clear, with a ton of random binary numbers floating inside them, all were a shade of green. Behind it was an inky black void. The reason the binary got me, was Roblox hadn’t had a feature for videos in the games yet, so this was strange. The floor was like that too, and if I stared too long, my head started to hurt.

I was kind of afraid, but I pressed on. I had beaten that old Bloody Mary obby thing that wasn’t an obby, but a story game that was extremely hard to do. That was a little creepy, so I thought I could tackle this!

Boy was I wrong. So I traveled a little further in. So I was kind of creeped out, and I was a little jumpy. My fingers trembled as I clicked the keys to move. I wasn’t slowed down, I was not able to sprint, and I could jump normally, so I was certain this was an ordinary game that someone had made. So I continued to walk, and soon, I stumbled upon a little door. I was not locked in the first person, so I used the camera thingy to zoom out and look into the room. Hundreds of players were seated in these strange seats, and they all were looking at, who would have guessed it, Red, Green, And Yellow. So all these different players were not in robes but were a mix of Red and Black skin recolors. Behind the three glow-eyes, there was a tall statue. I had no idea who it was of, but he looked a little like 1x1x1x1x from those stories, but he had this green binary stuff all over him. Not only a shoulder had the green, but his legs did too. He had the immortal side hat, it was the one with the green eye, and it matched the side that was all black!

“Praise the master!” Red said, and everyone in the crowd yelled that out. I was getting really creeped out by all this now. I turned to run, but I was confronted by a random person. They did not look like any of the other people but like an ordinary Robloxian! He looked like an Old Robloxian too. He had a green banded top-hat and did not wear any New Robloxian clothing, but had his torso and legs recolored to look like pants and a shirt, just like me!

“Run.” He said to me, and I followed him as he went down another path.

“Who?” I said to him.

“I am a player from 2010. I was playing Doomspire, and I ran into a random guy in robes. It was strange, seeing as there wasn’t clothing then, so I followed him. He walked into a wall, and disappeared, so I followed him! I appeared here, and I have been here since.”

“Why didn’t you leave the game?” I asked him.

“I did. But whenever I go to play a game, all I see is this cursed game on every icon!”

“So why are you still here?” I asked him.

“Well, I was hoping that I could find some way out of here, to join back all the other games on Roblox. I just wanted to come back.”

I was shocked. This player had been here for so long! I realized I had to get out or I may never escape again.

“We can try to go out the way we spawned,” I told him.

“I… Don’t know where that is.” He said.

“Come with me,” I said and walked back the way we came. He had a right to be lost, this place was like a maze! I was afraid I would never play Roblox again, but soon, I ran back into that meeting room!

“The passage may still be open from when they entered. Unless they want to be stuck here, they will likely use the same exit.” I told him.

So we walked past the door and went forward till we came to the spawn place. Upon the wall, was a huge white square. It looked like a portal or something.

“Here is the game teleporter,” I said to the player.

“I likely won’t spawn in the same game as you. I will likely spawn back in Doomspire where I left.”

“It’s okay. I am glad I could help.” I said to the player. I walked into the portal and got the same game join screen, but it was the one for Murder Mystery 2!

I was back on the map of the mines. Nobody was here though, seeing as it wasn’t in use because a different map was likely being used.

We were free.

He was right, he didn’t spawn back with me. He was likely in Doomspire again. So I left the game and looked at Doomspire servers to see if I could find him. Sure enough, there was a player with the old head model, and he was in the green-banded top hat.

A day later, I found the account. Not of the Player, but of that statue. His username is MissingNo_32620. The numbers correspond to the date it says he joined, but this is impossible. I messaged the player about the strange person, and he said the statue changes once every year. I assume that this MissingNo guy changed accounts to remain hidden.

 

I have not had any more experiences with this game, but I did discover the title. I looked at my recently played section, and the game that had the same picture was titled “The Game Between Games.” Upon searching it, nothing can be found about it. It’s strange. If you have any experiences with this, please, don’t go in too far, or else the portal may close behind you. I do hope nothing else like this happens to anyone.

Lets hope.