Resolution

The Jester went and did something insane.
His friend paid for it with his life, so now there's things to be heard.

There's also things to be written - because a Jester is there for the King's amusement and, well, who's the King in this piece.

I can't understand why he did what he did, but I did not question him, since we were both bonded to Slendy.

He had a message ready for quite some time.

I think it's time you hear it.

I don't think you'll hear from me again.

Bye

Reason

I am not sure what to make of this, but I think he might be giving himself grief.

And there is something I need to inform all of you about.

I have given Slendy twenty bucks before the Jester did.

I messed up.
I was supposed to keep tabs on the Jester, and I messed up.
I've no idea where he is.

Confusion

As in I am confused.

Because this appears to be the Jester. And he seems to have gotten himself a handful of rope. Or two handfulls.

And as far as I know, and I've been asked here, there is only one mask, especially since Maduin himself stated in the comments to this post that it was hand-made by a friend.

Then again, nowhere like a sailing supplies store to buy rope, I guess.

EDIT:

I woke up to this. This is just grand.

Clarity

I thought it was getting boring here, so I decided to clear up some things to pass the time.

I am able to post non-cryptically, like I'm doing now for instance.

I will not give you any information regarding myself. I care about my privacy.
Okay, not any details, but I can promise you I am not hostile towards the Jester, Adrian or any of you people.

Yes, for once I am actually addressing the readers rather than the Jester.

The Jester himself, in case you're interested, is fine. For all his claims of "needing the mask back" he's either done bugger all, or he's been keeping a spectacularily low profile. The only thing out of the ordinary is that he now drunkenly sings shantys every evening. It's not the singing, or the shantys, or even the drunkedness that's unusual - it's that it happens daily. And he doesn't even seem too hung over in the mornings.

Adrian hasn't shown hide or hair of himself since the mask theft either.

Oh, there's one more assumption you made, but you'll find about it sooner or later.
It'll be a doozy.

I wouldn't say morons

But he's on to something.

And yes, that was one of the false assumptions I meant.

Developments

Things are starting to get interesting.

The Jester is indisposed at the moment - the police are investigating his involvement in the disappearance of the person known to you as Brian.

He should be available shortly.

Let me tell you a story

There was once a boy who went walking home from a Christmas party.
He didn't notice he's being followed.
The first to follow him was his friend, who was concerned for him.
The second to follow him was a man who wanted payback.
The third was a bunch in masks who blamed him and wished him ill.

The boy noticed the man and snuck away, putting on his rabbit head and saw the masked group. They were there to get retribution for being wronged by the boy, or so they thought.

The rabbit saw behind them a tall figure.
THE Tall Figure even, the definite article, so to speak.
He mocked the figure, thinking these masked people were there doing the Figure's bidding. He asked if they were going to sing and dance.
They weren't there to obey the Figure, but it made them do it, anyway.

They attacked the boy, because they so willed. They sang and danced, because The Tall Figure so willed.
They didn't understand one thing though.
They did not understand that the boy who was the rabbit had a song of his own.
With this song he smashed their heads and slit their throats until only three remained.
Three weren't a threat, so the rabbit did what he intended to do - he gave the Figure what he had prepared.
Had it worked? Nobody knows, because the three weren't compelled to sing or dance anymore.
They attacked him and that's when the man who wanted payback saved him. The three ran off.

The boy remembers it differently.

And the man did not lie.

he's killed "Brian"
He tried to kill me, "Brian" tackled him and he pulled a switchblade and gutted him

I legged it.
I guessed his password, changed it and I'm calling the police, I'm calling them right now.

This was all a ruse.
Don't trust the rabbit man.

-"Adrian"

Is this a sitcom?

No seriously. For the past week I've been in Berlin, visiting friends and drinking beer, mostly having nothing to do with anything related to TPF.

I check the blog on a whim and I see this.
And my first thought is "I haven't had an actual porn stash for years".

Anyway, I checked the last place I've ever kept one.
I found this:

 By the look of the shelves this should be Brian's bedroom. Now I have to wonder what this was doing in my former porn stash.
Or rather why Sopia would put it there.
I have no doubts that Sopia has access to my apartment, but perfers to play the "Cerbral" villain instead of directly confronting me.
I'm not gonna complain.

Also, about my trip to Germany.
I, of course, had some beer, but I've also been to the Naturkundesmuseum - they've had an insane exhibit of FEATHERS. I shit you not.

And seriosuly, who writes "God Help" on the door of a museum?

Oh, and I've tried to shoot some videos but only a minute or so made as anything else than static. I'm putting it up here for anyone interested.

Good night.

Check your porn stash

And take one of the one the good guy took.

Tumbling

Okay, I remember getting drunk saturday, that much fits.
But I sure as hell don't remember posting this, but okay. I can take hint. Especially from myself.

I delved into the far reaches of my hard drive, to the classic rock and metal folders to find Fear of the Dark gone, replaced by "Fear of the Dark.txt" which said "You put it in the bin".
And there it was, along with POST THIS ON TUMBLR IDIOT.mp3, which is just an empty audio file, but another txt file in there convinced me.
I'm not hard to convince, not by myself.

Also, I managed to try out the dog sounds in the meantime. Didn't keep much attention until it got to the recording of me barking myself, which caused TPF to, well, reach out for the portable speaker set I was using.
I didn't bother to stay and check what he did with it.
Nice to know I'm a good decoy. I can use that, actually.

And I keep buggerring on!

DVD

So I met up with Clara and she gave me my DVD back, showed me several fan and parody videos, including "Blame the Viking" and "Slender Madness". Glad she has fun with it.

Anyway, we watched the film together, and I'll just put it this way:

RELEVANT.

The appearance is similar enough, the modus operandi is adequate. I think this qualifies as another occurrence of TPF on some subconscious level.
He seems to be mankinds eternal villain, but I daresay there's some people who, again at a subconscious level, identify with him.
Hence, Alex Mercer

.

 

 He looks like Slendy, has several abilities similar to Slendy's, is probably as human as the Slender Man and orbits somewhere around villain protagonist. Oh, and the thing that kickstarted the events of his game? "Project REDLIGHT".

Since I don't really believe in coincidence at this point, I'll be more inclined to seeing this as some enormous red herring, or perhaps a joke on the faceless man's part.

Anyway, after we finished watching the film (I still tear up at the ending) I noticed the new post by Sopia... I really am not sure what to think of it.

Still looking for things I did on the night of the concert. I thought I was onto something when I found a note saying "Fear of the Dark is awesome, I should listen to it more" in my coat pocket, but it's really just stating the obvious. Ah, well, if it is relevant, I'll make sense of it somehow.

Let's Play Jester Doubt

More stuff

Okay, I got a text from a friend today. It said:
"Hey, I found where I put that DVD you texted me about two weeks ago. I take it you still want it back, the way how freaked out you were in your text. Oh, are you still into that Slendyman thing, because I've got the most awesome video to show you!"

Okay, roughly two weeks ago was the concert and the gore-party. I can't remember texting her, so I take it I did it while within lost time. And the only DVD she borrowed from me recently was... oooh!

This may prove amusing.

Although, I was under the impression she got over the Mythos. This may also prove complicated.

Oh, and Overmatter suggested recordings of dogs barking. I have several recordings at the ready and will post any results I get. Taking that I survive.

Let's get cracking.

O-kay...

I have only one question about that night if that night Sopia writes of is that night I think of, that is the night of the concert.

And that is, where was I and what did I do?

If Sopia doesn't know this, that means Sopia knows as much as I do. Well, at least we're equally uninformed.

I may have a semblance of an answer though. I noticed that I when I woke up writing that entry, I was actually wearing a different pair of trousers than to the concert...well, actually, I noticed the trousers I had worn to the concert were lying between books on a bookshelf.
Don't judge me - with a mess such as I have in my home, it takes a while to notice details.

Anyway, I found a note inside their back pocket. It said "#6" on one side and had a...I think it's a crossword puzzle on the other. I'll upload a scan. Or photo, if I manage to get one of more than minimal quality (Samsung does not work well with Windows 7).

In the meantime, I think this transcription should suffice. Sorry that it's a bit skewed, I can't align them worth shit here.

      ___[ ]__ - First Sage
            [ ]____ - 11.13.10
______[ ]____ - He who preys at dawn.
        __[ ]___ - Strahm's minor harmful C.
      ___[ ] - The Goddamn Batman
            [ ]____ - Sharpay
        __[ ]__ - Your highjacker
      ___[ ]- the year of Megaman
            [ ]_____ - Dead and brainless
    ____[ ]__ - Not as brave as he was at the start
            [ ] - Broken 1

Credens Iustitiam

There is a question I want answered as bad as you do.

About that night.

Don't stop me now

I'm on a roll.

Brian was actually home when I called, but that does not help my case. He said that I repeated my command to leg it and, well, legged it out of there. He stayed - he was in too much shock to move.
He stayed there, unmoving, until another person came in, at which time he turned around and ran.

He said I should count myself lucky that I haven't heard what he heard when he turned around, just before he left the shack. He counts himself lucky that he didn't see it.

I have no information what I did in the hours between that and my wakeup in front of my computer, but I'm still looking.

This shit ain't sanitary

Just got back home...and seriously, it ain't.

I was originally at a concert. It was fine, until I noticed TPF.
I didn't have my mask with me at the time.

He was, I don't know, mesmerising people, one at a time. They'd leave, he'd reappear after a few minutes and the process would repeat.

As much as I hate to walk out in the middle of Iron Maiden playing Fear of the Dark, this was important. I called up the boys to get my mask and get in touch as soon as they got it.

I followed a boy Slendy picked out out of the festival grounds and tried tailing him. I am about as stealthy as a new Porsche, but I considered that a person who acts like they don't see the world at all wouldn't notice a dude in a leather coat following him.

Then my phone's text alarm rang. He stopped, so I decided the best course of action would be ducking behind a building corner. The text was from Brian - he had the mask. I hurriedly answered with my location, direction of movement and urge to hurry.

I kept following the boy through the neighboughrhood, amongs block of flats, then semi-detached houses. we finally wound up someone's storage shack which the kid entered. I sent Brian precise directions. I had no intention of entering unmasked.

Another person, this time a teenage girl appeared just before Brian made it with my mask. I put it on and told him to leg it. He refused to leave me alone.

We entered the storage amd saw one the most horrifying things in existence. It was like a morbidly decorated party - intestines for serpentines, glasses full of blood with eyeballs pierced with toothpicks. The toothpicks themselves seemed to be made from bones.

On a table was a pile of flesh, a great big lump, that I thought was still throbbing, with two candles stuck on top of it and burning out slowly.

And then I woke up in the middle of writing this.
Great, I need to check if I did anything significant while I was "out".
And I need to contact Brian.

Brian the Frightening

Seriously, I wonder where he gets all those iPhones from. I doubt he has contacts...he's not the kind to use force, so if anything I'm supposing some kind of scam. When asked he just says "Oh, you know..." winks and grins. Remind me to never get on his bad side.

ANYWAY, back on track. #6 is up and running. Music. 
I wish there was any constant here...but it seems random, mild interest...complete disnterest...I think amusement...aggression...definite confusion with the twenny dollaz song.

And yes, I used those songs you guys suggested in the last post...the only thing that got a stronger reaction from him was the rickroll...I guess it's the memetic value.

I figure anything of effect would need proper context (like Christmas time for carols) and I have no idea what good it'd do.

There is one thing TPF reacts strongly to, though. Recordings of my voice. Interest in his victims I guess. Which gives me a terrible, yet wonderful idea!

Also, I'm sorry if I'll be slow on the update in the coming month, but I've got quite a workload and that's BESIDES trying to find a way to stop the Faceless bastard from ultimately disposing of us.

Hold tight.

God bless technology...

And thank you for your requests for songs, they made swell #6.
By all means, send me more!

As for the post title, well, I don't know where Brian got six iPhones to spare, but I'm not questioning it. Plan was thus: spread around internet-connected sound sources (the iPhones) with different song-posts opened, put the volume on maximum (which, due to recording conditions) wasn't all that loud. Play at once, see how TPF reacts.

So, TPF appears, we run about, placing the iPhones, already playing different songs in a radius of about 10 meters. Once they're placed I signal the guys to leg it, while I sing myself ("Kling Gloekchen", in case you wondered)

So what does Slendy do? He shifts from one to the other, staying outside the circle. I thought he'd somehow be affected if I lured him to the middle. So, yes, I jumped into the middle and changed my song. He was there, right in front of me. And I froze again. And somehow, I think that saved me, because as soon as i stopped singing and he reached out for the phones. He grabbed them all and seemed to be examining them as I unfroze. So I ran like the wind and did not look back.

Actual "scientific" results? Singing interests him, but I think I multi-themed it too much to be of any memetic effect, but he does show disinterest in silent victims if their voice is heard elsewhere.

Also, I think he moved to the rythm of the song he was closest to, but I might have been imagining things.

Well, I'll keep trying.

#6 is not over yet.

An announcement

I never dropped my Sage title, you know.

As of now, I am Sage no more.

They are.

Oh, and some people wanted to get in touch, so here goes again: my e-mail address is silvermaduin@gmail.com

I'll be expecting to hear from you, little lady.

Minor antagonists

Like Sopia. How you ever wondered why do they appear at all? Taking it logically, they should not be in the game at all. TPF has demonstrated time and again that he is perfectly capable of breaking minds, lives and bodies of many men at a time without break any metaphorical sweat. He has no need or real purpose for all these followers, agents, revenants, redlights (ha ha ha, joke is still on Zero), rapists, mind control victims and other goons.

And yet here they are, stalking, tackling, killing, maiming, scheming, posting cryptic little messages, suggesting they know more than they do, or trying to make what they do know sound more profound. That, my dears, is because they may be two things:

Victims, like any and all of us. Coping in different ways, seeing the situation differently, somehow convinced they're not stalked and opressed, but conquered and subservient. With this in place he would need them as much as he needs us.

Otherwise, they could be not a necessity, but more a demonstration of power. A show of control over the minds, hearts and actions of humans very much like ourselves. It is meant as an amplifier of the fear he reaps from us.

Of course, we could be all in the wrong on this, we could be the real villains all along, while the drones are actually on the side of some strange yet true justice, that the Slender Man is there to serve. Who knows? I mean, nobody can credibly claim to understand him, it's always just mad ramblings when they do and all anyone can do is speculate.

The title still holds, as you see, even if its origin has gone down the mental drain.

Other news:
The finale of #8 didn't go down well, but at least we got away safe, although I lost the damn photo Brian made.
Remember dears, Slendy is, despite all noted similarities, NOT Judge Doom and paint thinner does fuck-all to him.

Back to the fucking drawing board.
Bye.

In vino veritas.

Well...

I've seen worse. And still, it's fun to see Adrian running and laughing at the same time.

We've done #8, which is more or less, a substitute for #4, or rather we have been doing it for the past couple of weeks. It basically consists of recurringly hitting TPF with balloons full of paint and taking note of any patterns that might appear on his non-face.

Until today Adrian refused to participate. He was only supposed to resupply me with balloons today, but, well, the Faceless Dude appeared and he just threw it. Then we legged it, but I swear, Adrian's ballooon gave Slendy a Breakerface.

Also, me rabling on is on tumblr for those, who are interested.

Also, I almost expected a Sopia post to be here when I sat down to post this.

Nothing new from Brian, but he says he's close to remembering. Way to tempt fate. Well, let's hope he actually remembers and it's something useful.

I will have another audio entry tomorrow. I think some things bear repeating and overthinking.

Brian is out

Of hospital, anyway. He's supposed to report to his counselor weekly and report any episodes he might have.
He told us one thing he's not telling his doctor though - every time he has one of his panic attacks he gets flashes, almost remembering, of what he wanted to tell us in the first place before the memory wipe.

We're also still completely baffled as to why Slendy didn't just rip him apart, since he was there anyway. Is there a point to it or is TPF just being random. Neither option has implications that I'd like, but I would perfer to know.

As to this Sopia person, Adrian thinks she(he?) is the one who nicked our stuff. Seems to fit in - she has access to and knowledge of our homes and hideaways, so accessing my blog seems plausible. Now I'll wait for this theory to be somehow shattered.

Now, excuse me, but I need to see whether the brick connecting has had any effect. Adrian's idea may be the funniest thing we've yet to perform. We've somehow survived up to this point, let's keep on doing that.

Let's rock and ride.

Easy

Dear Sopia, I can only guess you're reading this, so here goes:

Easter eggs were a cinch to find. I know what I like and you make some empty accusations there. Maybe back it up next time? Nah, you perfer being cryptic.

To everyone else: Sopia's riddles are moderately easy, so I'm not giving you the results or solution. The answer is of no consequence.

In a couple of days I think I should have a proper update ready for you - I have an idea. Screw #4, it wouldn't have accomplished anything anyway, except perhaps making me dead and making TPF look silly.

The plane is near the brick.

Let's do this.
-Maduin.

Happy Easter

The first egg can be seen at all times.
The second are in the proper index or can be heard after one leaves.
The third allows one to enter his home or perhaps is circling the globe.
Care to find them?

Looks shopped

If you ask me it does.
I don't care how it got there, whether someone, somehow gained access to my blog, or if I did it while under influence during lost time. I don't care about that.

What I care about, is that I can't edit, delete or affect it in any way.

Fun times ahead.

Interesting

Breach of Trust

Things have happenned again.

I was suspicious of several people near me being proxies, so I informed them of several hiding places, by mentioning those offhand in a discussion. Hiding places where one could hide notes and supplies.
You know, for pranks.
All these hiding places were fakes, with markers hid in them, you know, basic stuff, to check if someone has been in there.
None of these were broken into.

However, my actual supply hiding spot was raided, and, funnily enough, the only stuff that's gone were things for #4. Is it that dangerous? Or do these guys find it amusing?

Anyway, another thing that's happenned recently goes thus: a co-worker walked up to me during my break, we had a fun talk and he just fell silent mid-sentence, making a furious face. I knew him to be the kind of guy to do this jokingly, so I smiled at him. He smiled back, then he made the angry face again and clocked me in the face and started spouting gibberish.

I lost a friend that day.

At least he didn't cause any lasting injury.

Adrian has recounted a similar occurrence at his job.

We need to move faster.

What the hell is this

Apparently I was singing yesterday.

Don't ask. I don't even know.

April fools aftermath brick and some theorizing

Friday, April 1st, in the morning, Adrian found one last note concerning #8 - a note to watch a certain movie.


Or rather, the first note. The note which started the idea that we could do #8.


In the movie, which I do hope many of you have seen, the villain bears a very strong reseblance to Slender Man - tall, pale, always in formalwear, imposing, manipulative, controlling a group of highly unstable henchmen, having the ability to shapeshift his limbs.
In the end of the movie the villain loses his cool and breaks into a maniacal laughter with a horrible, shrill voice and is ultimately destroyed by a weapon he created himself.


It probably won't do the job, but I'm putting acetone, turpentine and benzene on my list of ingredients.


In keeping with the theory that TPF leaks through minds of people into public conciousness I took note of other appearances of Slendy-likes and noted their probable weak points (just in case, SPOILERS AHOY!):


Jack Skellington:

Conflicted with Santa Claus - points towards Broekchen's theory with Santa/Odin - ultimately foiled by his own misinterpretation of Christmas. Confronted a horrible villain when trying to restore the status quo.


Yahtzee's Tall Man:

Was once human, became a slender faceless abomination after an attempt to save his people from invaders went to hell. Is in fact a minion of a "higher" being, employs one masked, murderous minion and is a revered figure to a murderous cult clad in red hooded robes. Condemned to oblivion from day one of his unwilling servitude due to his arrogance, ultimately destroyed when he was replaced with a former victim.


The Gentlemen: 

Floating, mute monsters, followed by degenerating humanlike minions. They rob people of their voices, because the sound of a human speaking is the one thing that can harm them.


Ulamog The Infinite Gyre and his brood lineage:

I'll quote, since my knowledge of the M:tG universe/multiverse is scarce, while bolding important bits.
"Ulamog, the "Infinite Gyre" is one of the three Eldrazi titans and the monstrosity whose half-forgotten name came to be known as the merfolk sea god Ula. It is emblematic of plague, the blind bonds between parasite and host, and overabundance. Ulamog is creation and destruction wrapped together in unholy harmony.
The Ulamog brood lineage is characterized by dense masses of suckerless tentacles, multiple withered arms bifurcated at the elbow, and most unsettling, eyeless bony plates in inhuman but vaguely facial forms. The ravenous and brutish Eldrazi of the Ulamog lineage lurch and shudder over the ground, adept at spreading disease and draining from the psyches as well as the life energy of their victims."
The Eldrazi were imprisoned in a single world, so as not to ravage the multiverse, since they were too powerful for the Planeswalkers to handle. In that world they made an entire race of undead their servants.


These examples and a few other strongly implicate extraplanar travel, mental infection, dominion over a group of "lesser" creatures, but only the Eldrazi exaple hints at invincibility and even that not so strongly (I can't tell relevant from irrelevant in the M:tG writing, sorry).
Almost always in a position of authority - judge, king, prince, god...
Always thwarted.


The brick is flying, let's do this.

Deeper

77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 106 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 69 103 77 122 65 61

April Fools.

Also, I don't why anyone would think I am, but really, I am not British.

-Maduin

We've been busy

So, sorry for not updating more recently. Remeber the bad hunch I had last time? It was simple - the hardware for #6 would be gone or broken before we would be able to get it.
It was. Someone plugged the amps in in reverse polarity and, well, they fried. Fancy that.

Adrian was released from hospital last week, but seems to have some kind of blood deficiency problem, explicitly stated to be something different from anemia. It seems to be an extremely rare condition and even rarer to appear after the age of twelve, so yeah, thank you  TPF, for fucking up Adrian's blood.
Brian, on the other hand, is still under psychiatric supervision, sufferring from some nocturnal anxiety syndrome. I'd say no shit, but this thing seems to baffle his doctors to no end. He asked us to get his charms and red string from his apartment. We knew it wouldn't do much good, but hey, it's reassuring a friend.
You might have already guessed what we encountered there.
They were gone. All the charms were gone and so was all the red string. On a hunch I checked the photo Brian made during the intrusion.

They were already gone by that time. This gives us some good news and some horrible news.

There is some merit to all those protective measures. That's the good news.
They can be easily removed by Slendy's puppets. That's the horrible news.

So we've been resupplying. And stashing our supplies at places away from our homes. Replanning everything, from #4, which I now will make twice, through #6 which requires hardware, #7 for which we'd need more manpower, Adrian's #8, and my new #9, which I will reveal only after I performed it.

The first three pranks worked because they weren't revealed beforehand. #4 was never employed because it was either it, or the Christmas gift #5, and I chose #5. Then I started giving details out. That's when everything started to go down the drain. So, new plan, new hiding places, new everything.

I've got another bad hunch, but I think we can turn it to our advantage.

As for the revelation of zero's return and some other things, I think I'll refer you to the the audio logs.

P.S.
Also, seriously, I found some people referencing me among the bloggers, but please, it's Maduin, not Maudin. Mad-ooh-in.

Heavy status

I'm not up for writing much. Most is up on the audio log.

Here's the skinny if you don't wanna bother.

Brian is traumatized, Adrian is hospitalized, I'm pissed. Somebody has free access to our homes.

I'm pissed.
...
Fuck.
Bad hunch!

Okay, not fun...

After work yesterday I found someone had been at my home - #4 is gone, notes on a potential #7 are gone.

For those interested #7 was to consist of confronting TPF with several varying fascimiles of itself, but I got a lot of ideas and perferred to commit them to paper. Now that has been either stolen or destroyed.

Point is, this was something of an "inside job" - there was no forced entry, no mess other than what I make of my home myself, and only these two things were gone - the box with #4, which was under my desk and the notes on #7, which were stashed between the pages of an encyclopedia. Or rather, of a volume of the encyclopedia. A volume occupying a shelf among shelves of books.

Strangely enough, The Mask is intact and I found it right where I left it.

The guys have mentioned ever more intense stalking and Brian said he had something to tell me about his encounter, while I can barely ever notice Slendy, always standing there in the distance.

This worries me.

I think we need to regroup.

I'll get back to you guys after I get in touch with Adrian and Brian.

Stay Safe
Maduin

Audio logs

I caved in.

From here on I'm using my tublr account for more than just following Dare2Die.
I'll set up the audio logs there. (Nothing on it yet, except the introduction - it won't let me upload more than one file at a time)

I hate tumblr.

In other news
I'm still looking for a presentable enough pineapple for #4, and I got the wire (couple of old hangers) and the colorful cloth, but I decide to forget the sparklers, wouldn't be too practical.
#6 is coming along just fine, since Brian has a friend, who has a friend (you know how these things work), that has a couple portable amps that don't suck that he's willing to lend. I'm going through the songs Broekchen suggested and I'm actually singing some of them.
It sounds horrible. Let's hope Slendy's afraid of cacophony.

On a personal note I have a bit of a fever and a cough (of Death, of course), and I hope I'll get better by monday morning, I do go to work, these pranks aren't going to fund themselves.

As for Robert's initiative of rallying forces - commendable, courageous and it might accomplish something, but be careful - the fact that Slender Man toys with Robert by bringing him back every time we lose him, doesn't mean he'll toy the same way with anybody else. Stay on your toes.

Stay safe, everyone,
Maduin the Jester.

It's been a while

Well, the last time I posted was last year.

Okay, things seem to be moving on all around, although not much seems to have changed thanks to Zero's plan it may help in the long run. I hope.

My 'Rock' has started rolling on its own accord and I daresay, needs no more prodding. I'm most interested how this will work out.

But back to local affairs - Adrian and I have visited Brian on the year's first weekend and I have to say, I probably never will see a room so multicultural - protective charms from almost every possible source, amongst them a very ornate Celtic Cross, a simple Ankh (although I can't fathom how a life symbol would be helpful), Fuda charms (Brian apparently found a the only Shinto priest in the city and had him put them up) and a piece of hay bound with red string. I approve, I use red string myself.
Too boot, he wears an old iron horseshoe under his clothes. I never imagined his neck would be able to support a horseshoe.
He theorizes, as some others have already, that TPF is something akin to a faery, and only ways to deal with faerys are either evasion, for wich it is too late anyway, and making a VERY good deal, which, I believe, is impossible to make with Slendy, since we have no leverage. So much for the folklore/mythology front.

In the meantime I decided to recreate prank #4 and start work on #6. Since the Christmas/Solstice season is over I'm gonna abandon the miniature Christmas tree in favour of a pineapple, also I'll require some thick wire (as in wire-fence thick wire, not ethernet thick wire) some colorful rags and maybe a few sparklers. Anybody who is going to ask what I intend to do with this, as Adrian has, doesn't understand that there's only so many things you can do with a pineapple and wire.
#6 is pretty straightforward, though, but I'll need some portable amplifying equipment and perhaps an adequate tracklist. Any suggestion on what to get for either of these? I've got no experience with sound equipment beyond headphones for my Iriver and speakers and headset for my PC. As for the music I will try some Christmas themed ones (I know it's post season, which made me alter #4, but still) which includes 'The Carol of the Old Ones', the Annie Lennox version of 'God rest ye Merry Gentlemen' and 'Tannenbaum'.
It's been a while since I sang that last one, so I might actually do.

Also, I've been considering starting up an audio log, just recording any thoughts or occurrences that I deem relevant. Would anyone be interested? Or perhaps suggest a place to put up the logs, since I doubt blogspot works well with audio files.

Stay safe,
Maduin