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Slenderman's New Proxies! (Mature content + swearing warning.)

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@Elder-God-Whisper

Shade followed him, letting Aura do what she liked. She shyly tapped Spindle's shoulder. "Um, Spindle?"

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Spindle turned his head, raising an eyebrow as he tried to mask the faint pain he felt when the girl touched one of his burns. "Yes?"

@Elder-God-Whisper

Shade quickly removed her hand. "I'm so sorry! I didn't realize there was a burn there!" She rifled through her bag and pulled out a small glass jar. "Here." She thrust it out towards him.

@SpookyJim

She stood back, feeling a wave of depressing thoughts rush over her. She seemed to partially fade into the shadows.

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"It's fine, phantom pain." He said as Lex tries to type on their phone.

@Elder-God-Whisper

Shade still held it out. "It can still calm phantom pains. It's a special mix a friend of mine made. It works both physically and psychologically. But that wasn't fake pain. I could hear it." She she clapped a hand over her mouth, realizing she had almost given away her ability.

@SpookyJim

Aura looked at Shade apathetically. "So? I'm An Emotional Psychic."

@Elder-God-Whisper

shade shook her head, stuffed the jar into Spindle's hand and bolted off. It was so much more than that…

@SpookyJim

She could feel herself start to fade.

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"Okay?" Spindle muttered, holding the jar for a moment before putting it in the bag he had. (shall we get proxies to come? Wants to start a fight)

@SpookyJim

(is depressed)

@Elder-God-Whisper

(I'll put up a list of canon proxies. You can claim whoever you want. Gimme a sec.)

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Toby, Masky, Hoody, they are my children, same with EJ, though he is less of my child and more like a grankid.//

@Elder-God-Whisper

(I put the list up on the first page. Look them over and choose.)

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I'll take BEN Drowned, Hoody, Masky, and Ticci Toby if he's an option.//

@Elder-God-Whisper

(oof. I knew I was forgetting someone. Yeah sure, you can have them.)

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(YESSSSSSSSSS! I LOVE MY CHILDREN!)

@Elder-God-Whisper

(There you go. So why exactly will they be fighting?)

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What?//

@Elder-God-Whisper

(shall we get proxies to come? Wants to start a fight)

@Elder-God-Whisper

(That was what you said. XD)

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(Oh, that was just what I was feeling… But I'm always up to start a fight)

@Elder-God-Whisper

(Maybe later then. XD Sorry for the misunderstanding. Maybe a friend of Shade's could get over-protective of her and pick a fight with Spindle.)

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Let's do it//

@Elder-God-Whisper

Shade leaped up and sat in an large, old niche that used to hold vases, busts, etc. She curled up and bit her hand as she tried to contain her screams and crying.

In another part of the mansion…] EJ's head snapped up at a weird disturbance in the air. He listened more closely. Suddenly he jumped up from his seat on a couch and stuffed the rest of his kidney into his mouth, bolting down the hallways. He swallowed and started yelling out, "SHADE!! SHADE, WHERE ARE YOU?! I KNOW YOU'RE CRYING! COME OUT PLEASE!!"

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Spindle flinched, already on high alert. He heard the screaming and jolted up, running to where the screaming was. He came across a man with a mask, he was the one yelling. "Why are you yelling?" He asked softly, not wanting to anger the screaming man.

@SpookyJim

so is aura just like out of the rp now or

@Elder-God-Whisper

(Well, she kinda needs to contribute to the story. So far, you've just had her watching and observing. Not really doing anything…)

EJ's head snapped in the direction of this new voice. "Who the fuck are you? You know what, never mind. I need to find Shade and fast." He started running off and yelling for her again.

@SpookyJim

I'm not sure what to doooooooooo))

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"Shade…. Isn't that the girl who brought us here?" Spindle mused aloud, watching the mans body language for any signs of him being correct.