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

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

So quiet...

Thankfully, the reports of dead bodies and beaten proxies are waning. Only two in the past month. Still too risky to go out in the woods much, though we did take Sandra to see Super 8 the other day. Cool movie, very much Stand By Me meets Cloverfield.

We also finally got around to watching District 9. I take no shame in admitting that the little baby alien made me cry. Fucker was adorable. "We're the same! =) " I'm gonna go eat ice cream and sob about my lack of cute younger siblings now.

Rake's still acting like a curious little pupple half the time. The other half he talks, and that voice is damn scary. Sandra puts it as "spoken Zalgo-text". Fitting.

And Sandy's well. She could do without all the Tumblr talk of Slender's Memetic Molestation and Rake's potential to become one. Deauuurgh.
-Matt

Monday, June 13, 2011

Vacation

So Matt has a spontaneous adventurous side. Who knew.

Apparently his dad does, because on Thursday out of nowhere "HAY SON WANNA BORROW THA BOAT MEHBEH TAKE LYA ON A LAKE TRIP" "WHY HELL YES I WOULD LAIKE TO DADDAY."

And since I can't be left alone in a house full of weapons with the Rake, I had to go along. At least we got to take Preston and Blitz. But of fucking course Slender followed and Rake might have stowed away in the truck bed, he still isn't explaining how he got there.

Thankfully I had a day to prepare (i.e. eat a whole fucking grocery store) so I actually had a little meat on the bones and didn't look completely skeletal. Some of the people in neighboring cabins seemed a little freaked out by how thin I was, but seeing me omnom a shitload and not immediately run off to throw it all up seemed to have alleviated said concerns.

Speaking of omnomage, Rake tried out more human foods. Very much likes snack items. Tried adding rat poison to several, but the fuckwit seems immune.

And we went to Babe's. OBBY WE HAD FUCKING BABE'S.

Look it up. Holy SHIT their chicken fried steak....Rake enjoyed it as well. Hate him just a little less.

BUT I HATE SUNBURNS.

And forgive my Superjail! sadfacing last night. We...we're all just so HURT...

-Sandra

Okay Then

Full post will have to wait until tomorrow.

As I am currently lying on the floor twitching and sobbing crying out for the Warden to come baaaaaaaack.

Rake may or may not have set up a shrine; this shit is so fucking ridiculous DAMMIT CHRISTY KARACAS.

-Sandra