Phenomenon J5 - "Yes-clipping"

Description

An example of yes-clipping.

Phenomenon J-5, otherwise known as "Yes-clipping", is a phenomenon that occurs when one fails to no-clip. Several dozen researchers of the M.E.G. have committed strenuous hours of study into this phenomenon and its functions, and have brilliantly compiled the information that can be found in this article.

Collision:

This is a diagram of me maybe-clipping. Note how the M.E.G.¹ is nowhere to be seen because they are a bunch of douchebags.

When one fails to no-clip, or "yes-clips", they will be subject to a few different affects: the individual in question will promptly collide with the surface they attempted to no-clip into, causing mild discomfort and pain relative to how much force was put into the attempt; the individual will explode²; the individual will maybe-clip³.

The most prominent mystery of this phenomenon happens to be how one is able to collide with the surface that they attempt to no-clip into. Usually, no matter the scenario, one will conveniently slip straight through the wall on the first try. I mean, I’m the main character of this article, so why would I have time to waffle around colliding with a solid wall? That’s just silly. Either way, we need to do a little more research before entertaining the idea of breaking this complete anomaly down to a science.

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[+] Author

This page was written by r a t i f, with a fair share of help in VC with scutoid studios to properly construct it.

The first image is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0.

"maybe-clipping" by scutoid is released under CC0.

Footnotes

1. Majorly Egregious Goons. Like, seriously, these guys suck. They say that their goal is to escape the Backrooms, but all they end up doing is setting up a bajillion outposts on Level 94859346787486 because long-term residence is exactly what we're looking for here. I want to spend all of my days here! Not. Fuck the M.E.G. why am I writing this stupid article I hate this shit. This diagram was such a fucking task to come up with, you have no fucking idea. Want to know why? My finger maybe-clipped into my desk while i was tapping it on my desk watching some SHITTY LOG from the meg. They ask me to review a bunch of logs all the damn time. That is my job. It earns me precisely 2 B.N.T.G. bucks that I can apparently shive up my ass because I can't buy anything with them. all of the shit they sell is novelties for some god forsaken reason. bottom line: fuck the meg, and fuck the bntg.

2. As of this current point in research, we have absolutely no clue why or how this happens, but the individual will spontaneously combust on the spot. Further study is pending due to several of our researchers perishing to this anomalous effect after walking face-first into walls that we have haphazardly arranged throughout our office. Construction is kind of hard down in the Backrooms, y'know? The manpower isn’t exactly booming, and the technology is practically ancient for the most part. If I can manage to contact one, it usually takes up to a month for a single equipped worker to show up just to do an inspection. Can you believe how ludicrous that is? Like, come on! I get that almost everyone is short-staffed except for our highly important research teams because everyone in the Backrooms is a researcher, but still! At least try to be the solution to the problem. What was I talking about again? Oh, yes — the researchers exploded upon contact with the inconveniently placed pillars around our office for no discernible reason.

3. An act in which only half of one's body is able to no-clip — they die immediately. How and why does this happen? Well, we have no clue. Research has been tough, and we’re struggling with debt to fund it in the first place. Like I said before, we lost a good group of our men to spontaneous combustion, so studies have been slow. You know what else is slow? Me. Wanna know why? Well, my foot maybe-clipped into a fucking wall a couple months back. I hate this goddamned place. It took me a whole day to get my foot out of that damn wall because THE M.E.G. WAS TOO BUSY TAKING THEIR SWEET FUCKING TIME OPENING THE DOOR TO MY OFFICE. LIKE I GET THAT IT WAS LOCKED… FROM THE FUCKING OUTSIDE?????? LIKE ALL THEY HAD TO O WAS TURN THE DAMN THINGY ON THE FRONT OF THE KNOB. I'm fucking done with this bullshit. Fuckall of you meggies i hope you get eaten by hounds you bunch of biotchesd.