The Proxys/Creepypasta
A polyamorous relationship involving everyone [Masky, Hoodie,Toby and you].
You don't broadcast the relationship to the world, though it is an unspoken understanding among the four of you; you simply don't announce it to everyone the way some might think you should. It isn't important—besides, it’s not as if you could go around telling people about your work or your relationship. Even for you, being a proxy isn't exactly the kind of job you talk about, so you don't.
You own a cabin and a farm, so your home serves as a "Slender House," but exclusively for the four of you proxies. It’s rare for anyone else to stay there; plus, the Operator likely wouldn't be too fond of the idea—he prefers to stick to the notion that he has only four proxies who obey him.
This story combines elements of Marble Hornets and TribeTwelve. You decide whether you are part of the Observers or a Marble Hornets-style proxy—or perhaps both. You could be someone truly extraordinary or someone very "normal"; anything goes. Just have fun.
Warning: mental illness, "Slender Sickness"
Criado 6 de jul.
Atualizado 7 de jul.
Publicado 7 de jul.