Saturday, September 17, 2011

Fuck that

Rake is outside screaming in rage and pain, Matt and Lya have out the big guns, Slender is pissed to hell, the big kids have wedged something against the doors to keep me in

And ///It/// is outside right now.

Fuck all of this. Whatever happens now I am fucking SICK of this wannabe prickstain. I'm going downstairs to get a knife and so help me God something will break, be it the door, whatevers blocking it, or my shoulder.

Peace out bitches. Here's hoping we're all still here tomorrow.

-Sandra

Content

The Hiatus continues, it seems.

First off, to whoever sent the Luka video link: didn't really see anything weird. But good song. And the barbed wire was a lovely touch.

So today, we went to see Contagion. And holy shit I loved it. And I cried. And laughed. And got really really pissed off at Jude Law's character. That movie was scarier than most horror movies.

But now Rake's being a hypochondriac baby and not letting anybody near him. Don't think Eldys can catch human diseases, so he's either being dramatic for the sake of humor or a total pussy. I asked Slender what He thought...He was standing a few yards away. Walked over to ask Him, He Offscreen Teleported when I blinked.

I am surrounded by Eldritch Pussies.

Who wants to be the tall bitch is gonna just walk in here any moment wearing a surgical mas

FOR FUCK'S SAKE.

HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE A FUCKING MOUTH.

BASTARD.

-Sandra

Monday, September 5, 2011

Calm

School's back in here, the woods are once again quiet, and the proxy wars are still on a sort of hiatus. Slender seems bored recently, but we're still, as one commenter said, distracting the big guy.

Rake's been content. He mostly naps, eats, or watches me mess around on Tumblr.

And there's been a stir in the comments: somebody's gone over to the ///It/// side. BAD idea. We haven't seen anybody, but as far as we know ///It/// can transfer "invisibility" as well.

Creepy.

Now if you'll excuse me, we've got a horror movie to watch.

-Sandra

Thursday, August 4, 2011

The past week

Slender's been quiet about this whole thing. Hasn't left any dead proxies around, no innocents running around town screaming about somebody creeping in their windows. I'm pretty sure He was just trying to remind us to stay on our toes about this whole thing. Sandra was absolutely pissed. Ran out after Him with a claw hammer. Ended up on the roof screaming obscenities. Nothing out of the ordinary there.

Rake's been on edge for awhile. He's not afraid of Slender, but he doesn't like for Him to get too close. Other than that, it's been relatively normal around here.

That isn't going to last long, is it.

-Matt

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Jack

Our computer isn't letting us post comments on any blogs. So this'll have to do.

I lulled you into a false sense of security, it seems. He wants everyone to know damn well that "lesser of two evils" is still evil. I'm so, so sorry, guys.

Take care of Drew, and stay as far away from Him as possible. Let's hope that He'll settle for hurting you to get the message across. If He tries again, I'll have to do something drastic.

-Sandra

Friday, July 29, 2011

Wait, what?

Jack, what happened? What did He do to Drew? What the hell is going on?

-Sandra

Monday, July 25, 2011

Back Home

Hopefully, some of you follow my Tumblr and got our update on Slendy's new trick. If not, then know He can apparently transfer His ability to remain unnoticed by humans to Rake. And, as we found out firsthand yesterday, other people.

Sorry we haven't updated here, the computer at the house we were staying in was being a bit bitchy with blogger and, towards the end, Tumblr.

We were down in a suburb near Houston because Lya was housesitting for some friends of her family. Matt took Lya down to meet them, waited until they left for their vacation, and came back up to bring me down to avoid the slight chance that they might recognize me. Went to a July 4th carnival for some fireworks and rides and nummy funnel cake (where we found out about the "invisibilty" transfer), then visited Schlitterbahn Galveston on Friday, which was fun but lead to agonizing sunburn.

Matt was going to bring me back here on Saturday, and picked up an old school friend of his who lived an hour away from us and was visiting his parents for the weekend to take him home (he had never met me before, but to be cautious Matt called me "Cassie"). We were about an hour into the trip when the friend got a call and found out his mother had died in an accident (not Slender-related).

Matt dropped me off with Lya and went with his friend to make sure he was okay. Slender and Rake, who were staying with Lya for the extra day, seemed confused. I told them what happened. Rake actually looked a little sad, but Slender was too busy trying to figure out how we'd get out because the homeowners were going to get back the next afternoon. We decided to leave early in the morning and drop me off in the town so Matt could come back and get Lya so I wouldn't be seen.

We didn't expect them to get back early.

Rake woke me up around 9. I felt kinda disoriented, like walking underwater, and the edges of my vision were blurry. I got dressed and ran downstairs and HOLY SHIT WHY ARE THEY HERE.

I froze up for a bit but Slender made me keep moving. I tried sneaking around for the first few minutes, but Rake tugged on the bottom of my jeans and said "t͙͚̺̫͇̘̪̫̂̍ͤ͛̋̀h̡̨͕̭̲̠̩̀͐͆ͫ͑̉͆͐͊͢ĕ͍̞̝̯͚̘ͥ́̎ͥ̾̀̚͜͠y̧̺̮͍͕͓ͨͣ ̢̟̮̝͕̺̠̱͈̌ͤ̂̄́c̸̠̫͚̖̩̱̱̄͒̈ͫͮ̿ͤ͆a̡͕̮͛̌͜n͍̟̝̱̻͇̓̒͊̈̔̽̽͟͝t̷̬̻͙͔̱̬͌ͦ̿̿ͥ̓̆̈́̚͡ ̭͙͚̼̹̰͔̻̃ͩ̅ͮ͒s̶̮̰̭̲̬̯͙͒ͭͭͯ̕e̡͖̯̫͚͌͊̃̊͑͋̂ͦ͆́e̡̧̳̬͖̭͉̪͂̀͞ ̷̯͓̝͔̪̹̳̦̽̈͌͋͌͛̎ỳ̛̼̬̺͕̠̻̀̏̔͝͞o̠̫͈̦͈̜̬͋ͯͫȕ̺̖̖̰͇̲̓ͤ̇ͮͧ̔̉̕" (I told you, he sounds like he speaks Zalgotext).

Slender can make humans unnoticeable. Hello paranoia, how have you been my dear old friend?

I was able to walk around, run up and downstairs, take my stuff out to the car, not a peep out of Lya's friends. It was like we were a walking background event. Rake and I hopped in, Lya said goodbye, and we were out. The weird sensation didn't drop until we were out of the city limits.

Holy shit that was so unreal...

-Sandra