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.
Showing posts with label Adrian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Adrian. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
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.
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.
Monday, August 8, 2011
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 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.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
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.
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.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
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.
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.
Friday, May 6, 2011
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.
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.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
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.
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:
Yahtzee's Tall Man:
The Gentlemen:
Ulamog The Infinite Gyre and his brood lineage:
"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.
Friday, March 4, 2011
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!
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!
Friday, January 21, 2011
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 founda 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
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
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
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Tough night...
It's like 4 AM here and I just got back home.
I'm checking on the others as I write this and I'll edit this into a full entry once I get a clear view of what went down.
Also, yes, I had my hands full with Slenderman tonight.
Maduin
EDIT:
Sorry for the edit coming so late, but I was beat from the events of the night and I just had to get some sleep, of which I got too little anyway, since falling asleep was a chore in itself.
I need to make it clear that I did not take part in Zero's massive battle plan, mainly due to being on another continent.
Anyway, here's a quick rundown of what went down this night for me.
I attended a Christmas party at the office where I work, The Mask stashed in my locker. I gave windows and closed doors the usual distrusting looks, but everything seemed fine. Until I left, that is.
You see, the office is nowhere near the center of the city, more like a creepy suburb, but with small office buildings and warehouses instead of homes and as I was walking down the road to catch the night bus I noticed someone following me, as in, a person walking some distance behind me, taking the same turns, going out of sight when I stopped, the usual.
I decided to check how determined my potential assailant actually was so I jumped a fence and found a small warehouse under construction, or rather, in need of several finishing touches - basically a bare brick building with no doors or lights. Unfinished, rather than under construction.
I knelt down and put on the Mask.
Then I saw Slenderman in there, standing, staring.
I thought back then that it's good that I have pranks number 4 and 5 at the ready. And then three proxies came into my field of view, ruining those pranks quite a bit. Anyway, the three consisted of two guys, one a bit lanky, the other a bit shorter but better built and the girl in the middle, they were wearing what I can easily call the creepiest masks I've seen on a person. They were completely blank and featureless, just these white surfaces without even visible eyeholes. It's anyone's guess how they saw through them.
The three came to a halt about four meters from me. Keeping in mind the probable attack from the unknown stalker that had been behind me and everything that was in front of me, I decided to crack a joke.
"So what?" I asked, looking directly at TPF, "These guys are going to break into a song and dance routine now?". Bad joke.
Slendy titlted his head and they did. The tall guy started to sing "Carpe Noctem" from Dance of the Vampires of all things and they began circling me, dancing. Another mistake I made was thinking that I could easily hit one of them, since they were dancing, and make a run for it. I don't know if my movements were somehow slowed down, but it sure felt that way, and the masked bastards (and bitch), without losing rythm, knocked me around a bit and knocked me to the ground and then had the nerve to just continue dancing. TPF tilted his head to the other side, apparently amused.
I got up slowly and look at him, the other two joined the lanky one in singing.
"This is how it is? Let's play it your way." I said.
I don't know, whether it was an effect of Slendy affecting his proxies, or the Solstice, or some narrative based bull, but I easily overtook their song with one I started singing and when I started dancing, they moved in accord. I don't know if you've ever seen a fight scene in a stage musical, but that's how I would describe what went down - I basically directed their dancing so that they knocked each other out. In the moment I thought it was luck, but now that I get a moment to consider, I'd sooner gues that it was Slendy's way of toying with me, convincing me that I can do something that I actually can't.
Still, I had to test out at least number 5, so I took it out of my backpack, happy that the packaging wasn't damaged, I walked up to TPF with it, thinking "I did this twice already, I can do it again."
And then I froze like I was never frozen before. If the Solstice does make him more vulnerable, it sure as hell doesn't make him weaker, or maybe the vulnerability makes him put in that extra effort in. All my muscles were locked stuck, my heart stopped for a second I think.
I don't know how long I stood frozen, but I know it was long enough for the proxies to get up, toss me into the snow and start kicking the shit out of me the old fashioned way, without dancing, that is.
Then some charged the lanky guy, I instinctively grabbed the girl's leg and pulled her to the ground, trying to pin her down and let my rescuer, whoever he was, do as good a job on the two guys. She threw me off quite quickly and aimed a kick at my face.
Then she fell unconscious.
My rescuer stood above me and helped me up. Slenderman was gone, prank number 5 lay where he had stood, unwrapped.
Then I got a look at who saved me.
"Adrian".
He said he should've left me to them, well maybe he should, but I'm glad he followed me and saved me. I'm not damaged permanently, either, so don't fret, just a few bruises. The Mask somehow survived.
I'll edit again later, for the supposed account of Zero's grand battle.
Screw that, I'll just slap in another post.
Stay safe, guys.
I obviously didn't.
Maduin
I'm checking on the others as I write this and I'll edit this into a full entry once I get a clear view of what went down.
Also, yes, I had my hands full with Slenderman tonight.
Maduin
EDIT:
Sorry for the edit coming so late, but I was beat from the events of the night and I just had to get some sleep, of which I got too little anyway, since falling asleep was a chore in itself.
I need to make it clear that I did not take part in Zero's massive battle plan, mainly due to being on another continent.
Anyway, here's a quick rundown of what went down this night for me.
I attended a Christmas party at the office where I work, The Mask stashed in my locker. I gave windows and closed doors the usual distrusting looks, but everything seemed fine. Until I left, that is.
You see, the office is nowhere near the center of the city, more like a creepy suburb, but with small office buildings and warehouses instead of homes and as I was walking down the road to catch the night bus I noticed someone following me, as in, a person walking some distance behind me, taking the same turns, going out of sight when I stopped, the usual.
I decided to check how determined my potential assailant actually was so I jumped a fence and found a small warehouse under construction, or rather, in need of several finishing touches - basically a bare brick building with no doors or lights. Unfinished, rather than under construction.
I knelt down and put on the Mask.
Then I saw Slenderman in there, standing, staring.
I thought back then that it's good that I have pranks number 4 and 5 at the ready. And then three proxies came into my field of view, ruining those pranks quite a bit. Anyway, the three consisted of two guys, one a bit lanky, the other a bit shorter but better built and the girl in the middle, they were wearing what I can easily call the creepiest masks I've seen on a person. They were completely blank and featureless, just these white surfaces without even visible eyeholes. It's anyone's guess how they saw through them.
The three came to a halt about four meters from me. Keeping in mind the probable attack from the unknown stalker that had been behind me and everything that was in front of me, I decided to crack a joke.
"So what?" I asked, looking directly at TPF, "These guys are going to break into a song and dance routine now?". Bad joke.
Slendy titlted his head and they did. The tall guy started to sing "Carpe Noctem" from Dance of the Vampires of all things and they began circling me, dancing. Another mistake I made was thinking that I could easily hit one of them, since they were dancing, and make a run for it. I don't know if my movements were somehow slowed down, but it sure felt that way, and the masked bastards (and bitch), without losing rythm, knocked me around a bit and knocked me to the ground and then had the nerve to just continue dancing. TPF tilted his head to the other side, apparently amused.
I got up slowly and look at him, the other two joined the lanky one in singing.
"This is how it is? Let's play it your way." I said.
I don't know, whether it was an effect of Slendy affecting his proxies, or the Solstice, or some narrative based bull, but I easily overtook their song with one I started singing and when I started dancing, they moved in accord. I don't know if you've ever seen a fight scene in a stage musical, but that's how I would describe what went down - I basically directed their dancing so that they knocked each other out. In the moment I thought it was luck, but now that I get a moment to consider, I'd sooner gues that it was Slendy's way of toying with me, convincing me that I can do something that I actually can't.
Still, I had to test out at least number 5, so I took it out of my backpack, happy that the packaging wasn't damaged, I walked up to TPF with it, thinking "I did this twice already, I can do it again."
And then I froze like I was never frozen before. If the Solstice does make him more vulnerable, it sure as hell doesn't make him weaker, or maybe the vulnerability makes him put in that extra effort in. All my muscles were locked stuck, my heart stopped for a second I think.
I don't know how long I stood frozen, but I know it was long enough for the proxies to get up, toss me into the snow and start kicking the shit out of me the old fashioned way, without dancing, that is.
Then some charged the lanky guy, I instinctively grabbed the girl's leg and pulled her to the ground, trying to pin her down and let my rescuer, whoever he was, do as good a job on the two guys. She threw me off quite quickly and aimed a kick at my face.
Then she fell unconscious.
My rescuer stood above me and helped me up. Slenderman was gone, prank number 5 lay where he had stood, unwrapped.
Then I got a look at who saved me.
"Adrian".
He said he should've left me to them, well maybe he should, but I'm glad he followed me and saved me. I'm not damaged permanently, either, so don't fret, just a few bruises. The Mask somehow survived.
Screw that, I'll just slap in another post.
Stay safe, guys.
I obviously didn't.
Maduin
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