Welcome To Slenderman's Mansion New Proxies! (PG-16 content) (Open)

Can slendy come in and talk to her?//

(Surely! [Crap! Wrong character!])

Slenderman heard a proxy call out in his mansion as he was finishing up business. He quickly teleported there to find a young creepypasta swinging her legs, sitting on his clean counter. He sighed.

Marrin sat on the kitchen counter, humming to a song she had heard while on her mission. She knew Slendy would be around soon to see how it went but till then, she was bored out of her mind.

Slenderman composed himself and asked, "Marrin? Do you need to give your progress report?"

"Probably, it went well. I killed the trespassers, what happened while I was gone?" She asked, hopping off the counter.

Slenderman went about his business, making a cup of tea, while he replied, "We gained three new proxies, and Masky kidnapped and hurt one of them so he'll be out of the picture for a while. Other than that, not much."

"Masky's an idiot, what are the newbie's names?" She asked, tilting her head and looking at Slendy before grabbing a biscuit from a cabinet.

Slenderman dropped a couple sugar cubes into his hot, amber liquid and stirred. "Their names are Asher, Tino, and Patchwork. Asher and Tino are males. Tino has an alter ego that he isn't fully aware of named "Posion" I've tried to hint to him, but I'm not sure if he got the clue. Asher has more issues than the other two, with a greater rate of insanity. Patchwork is the girl. She was the one dragged off and injured by Masky. Tino got attached to Patch very quickly, and after that incident, I doubt he will leave her side willingly. I believe they've got a love affair if you ask me." He chuckled.

"Cool, do we still have Chamomile?" She asks with a mouth full of biscuit, she knew full well that she would go talk to each of the new kids. Oh, and slap Masky.

Slenderman replied, "Yes, I do believe we have chamomile left. Would you like me to make it?"

"I can make it Slendy, do you know where the new kids are?" She asks, yawning. She had barely gotten any sleep, well less than normal.

"I believe that Asher is out wandering the woods right now, but Tino and Patchwork are being housed together in the old library in the East wing, and if they are following my orders, Patchwork should be in bed, resting." He grew concerned when he saw her yawn. "Having more trouble sleeping?"

"You know it Slendy." She said, using finger guns. "I'm going to go find some of the new kids… I think I'm going to find Patchwork and Tino." She decided, grabbing her bag and slinging it over her shoulder.

Slenderman called out to her as she walked away, "Be careful! After the kidnapping, I believe Patchwork's mind has become unstable!"

"Everyone's mind here is unstable." She calls, walking upstairs to the east wing. She peeked through a couple doors till she found the library.

"That's true." Slender murmured before warping away with his tea.

Marrin opened the library door, walking through. "Hello! I'm Marrin, an older Proxie. Are you Whisper and Tino?"

Whisper jumped and immediately dove under the covers of the bed, mortified that this new person would see her stitched together pieces. Her voice came muffled from under the blankets, "Yes. I'm Patchwork and the adorable guy next to me is Tino. It's nice to meet you." She let out a burst of maniacal laughter, but quickly slapped her hand over her mouth trying to keep it in.

"Awesome! It's not every day that old Slendy finds some new proxies!" Marrin laughed, flopping into one of the chairs. "Has Slend given you your missions? Oh, and did you see where Masky ran off to? I need to slap him."

Masky's name triggered Patchwork and she fell off the bed from under the covers, revealing her features in all their bloody, stitched glory. She was just lying in her back, completely frozen, eyes cloudy. She snapped out of it though and took deep breathes, trying not to lose what little chill she had left.

"Ya need some help doll?" Marrin asks the small girl, holding out her hand. "You want me to go get you tea? Slendy told me we have chamomile." She offered.

(I feel like we should wait for Bleu.)

Probably, lets wait a few days then.//

(Alrighty. Good night then?)

Not for me…//

(Ah. Ok. Me neither until I get bored, but I've been saying good night to those people who actually know what sleep is.)

Sleep is for mentaly stable people.//

(Very true. And I'm not one of them.)

(Sleep is for the weak! even though I just did)

(Sleep is an infection that slowly consumes your mind until you can't withstand it anymore.)