Okay, so I submitted my first video for my Slender Man youtube account. It's just an introduction, and as I've told many of you before, I'm not going to be getting really into my videos. So that's it for now.
Again, not much time to write. Got another Geography block in the lab, so I used that as a time to catch up on the stuff I've missed in the Slendy Blogger Community.
So remember Mr. Redlight? A good portion of you in-depth, constant Slender Man followers probably do. Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but wasn't Redlight that Agent who was going around turning other people into Hallows. . .? Please remind me, because it's been long. . . it was something along those lines though, right?
Anyways, he's dead. Don't know how he died, but we're finally rid of him (not trying to sound too morbid or anything). I also found out that Robert Segel from White Elephants could also be dead (but I found out he's dead through the comments, so it may not be true. . . I think he might be though, I dunno).
I've checked up on Strahm's blog, but still nothing. Not waiting for much either, I don't want to get my hopes up.
Hey guys, I'm at school while writing this because my Internet is still out, so I don't have much time. But I only need a bit of time to explain what's going on with me today.
Well, I checked Zeke Strahm's blog for the first time in a while and it seems he hasn't updated for well over a month, although this isn't at all surprising considering what his last blog post was (helpingthosehelpthemselves.blogspot.com if you still don't know the URL for The Mystic), and the fact that he's in a ton of shit, so I'm not expecting him to put up a post any time soon. Same goes for M - most of us are pretty used to him disappearing for long periods of time now, at least, most of us should be. I consider myself pretty half-and-half, because I still tend to worry. And then there's my new pal Shiniva, from The Sharp End of the Blade/thingsarenotgoingmyway.blogspot.com. Poor girl can't get onto her account to update because the network we call Internet has been failing to work for her as well, only unlike me, she has no clue why it isn't working for her, so she trusted me enough to send me her password so I could put a little note on her blog for her. Shiniva, I trust you're okay, even with all the shit that's been going on with you and Luka and Michael, but I know you'll be alright. Peace be with you, my good friend.
Well, it's been a long while since I've posted. Things are still normal for me here, which I really don't mind, but I hate to see other people suffering while I lounge about on my ass here. I'm back in school again. . . bleh. But I guess I'm enjoying it so far, so oh well. New boyfriend, who mysteriously looks like Tim from Marble Hornets and even has the same name as well, so ironic for me as well. I'm actually considering myself lucky that I'm able to post this - my internet isn't actually working right now, so I'm stuck mooching off of other people's internet, such as the school's, Tim's (who I'm going to call Peter), or my friend Yashiro's (who actually doesn't have internet either and is using her neighbor's internet via wireless connections. TROOLLL).
So. . . hmm. . . what to do first :/
Marble Hornets has been going away with uploading their videos. Little ole' Jay is surprisingly enough STILL going through those damn tapes that he found in the motel (the same day he was attacked by Masky, who decided to show up for the first time since he had a game of hide and seek with Jay in Brian's house). I've been going through the entries at every possible chance I have Youtube, and so far it's basically everything that Jay forgot between about. . . Entry #22 and the time he drove off to the motel. At the end of Entry #51, it goes all the way BACK to Entry #22 - you know, the one where Alex is giving his goodbye speech, including his tale of how Brian has disappeared (who was actually dragged off by Slendy in an old abandoned building, after being ambushed by Alex). So in Entry #22, he either A.) lied, or B.) lost his memory and is telling the story as best as he can.
EverymanHYRBID. . . still not following them much, although I've been doing a bit of research on HABIT (i.e. THESEVENTRIALSOFHABIT - the Seven Trials of HABIT - which was uploaded as a challenging video from HABIT to the everymanHYBRID crew and a bunch of other folks). People are still trying to figure out what HABIT really is - may he/she/it be someone like ToTheArk or The Observer where they upload videos to challenge the group, or even an entire other entity, like the Rake. Although, that's what I really hate about everymanHYBRID - they tie WAY too many myths into their story. The Slender Man, yes, very cool, because everyone loves that. Then the Rake. . . yeah, I guess we can deal with it because to us, although it has no connection to the Slender Man whatsoever, it's like a 'pet' for the Slender Man - when the Slender Man plays his mind games and doesn't kill you until he gets bored of you, the Rake goes right ahead and rips your eyeballs out of your body and such, so he can be considered Slender Man's 'weapon' per-say (although I'm pretty sure I talked about the Rake being Slender Man's personal weapon-monkey before, so I'm just going to stop now).
Hmm. . .
M. Gotta talk about him. He's back up posting regular updates every once in a while. He got contact from James again, although he doesn't seem all that happy (although he's not the 1st person to be mad at M - just look at the comments on his posts). So James is alive, which is great to hear. He's on another hiatus though, so I can't we can't expect much from M right now. I don't blame him. I'd like to get another email from him soon though.
I shit ten tonnes of bricks when I watched the new Tribe Twelve video that was posted recently. Another Observer video, entitled, INTERRUPTION, was posted just a few days ago - almost all the comments were about how the end caused most people to piss and/or shit their pants (watch the video, and you'll see what I mean - it's smooth sailing at the beginning, but at the end, it all just goes out the window O.o). There was also a video posted before that, entitled, "Device Findings". Noah finally plugged in the device he found laying around his house into his computer, which lead a recording to start that had mysteriously 'known' what was going on (who knows, it may have just been spoken through a mic directly, not a recording - with a device like that, who knows?) Very shortly after the video had been uploaded, someone had managed to figure out what sender was saying to Noah, as some of it is very much indecipherable due to the voice.
The following is what was spoken to Noah through the device:
Hello, my child. I see you've found my little toy. Took you long enough. About 4 months? *makes clicking sound with tongue* I was beginning to think you'd never find it. Good thing you're not as deaf as you are stupid. You shouldn't have cut those wires, there is more to be found. But I'm being unfair. Perhaps, you just need another little... ah... lesson, like the one you got at the Nature Trail. Would you like that? Shh... shh... *chuckle* But we will teach you so much. Who all those eyes belong to.... We shall teach you their names. About that forest... yes... that forest you were in. Under its branches the rain runs red. *another laugh* Would you like to know where you went? Would you like to know why? Perhaps you'd like to know why Milo committed suicide? Or rather, how I helped him do so. *clicks his tongue again* Language, Mr. Maxwell. The walls have such sensitive ears. *long sigh* We want only to remove those festering sutures from your eyes... are you so afraid of sight? A brief lesson, from your own world. You, and everyone you've ever known, are prisoners... bound in a cave and facing a blank wall on which you can only perceive shadows. A brain connected to eyes and nothing more. We have seen what casts those shadows, Noah Maxwell. Why won't you let us untie you? You are quite deserving, after all. *inhale* The Boardwalk. Bring the journal. That is your homework. However, if you come empty handed, we shall be forced to take... disciplinary actions. Perhaps another detention? *lip smacking sounds* Until then, I will continue my... observations. Pleasant dreams, Noah. *laugh*
So as you can see, this device has actually been in Noah's house for a good four months, which is a little (a lot) scary.
Oh, and I had been wondering this for a good while - if you watch the INTERRUPTION video, you'll probably hear this song at the end that's obviously reversed. I recently found out that it's the song "Mr. Sandman" which I find kind of funny because Noah has a "Sanderman" poster on his wall (why must people make Slender Man references at the beginning of their videos without them knowing about it?). I also watched Noah's trip to hang with the HYBRIDS today. It's great to see runners working together. I wish I could meet up with you guys, but I'm stuck here in the boondocks of Atlantic Canada, so until I'm living on my own with a car, I really can't move (no matter how much I want to right now with my fucked up family).
I recently started to watch DarkHarvest00's vids. Yashiro showed them to me, and I was surprised to see that he had put videos up. I'm familiar with DarkHarvest's activity on blogger and his green-faced "gimme twenny dollahs" Slender Man profile pic, but I had no clue he had a Youtube account with such a high number of vids on it. And so far, I gotta say that his videos are the most compelling I've watched so far. They actually show the dead people and torn up bodies that vloggers/bloggers tend to talk about but never actually show. But now I'm sounding like some sick movie critique, so I guess I'll just shut up now. Even if you're not doing vids anymore, I'll continue to keep my eyes open for you guys. Good luck.
I also did a video recently. Just an introductory one using Yashiro's camera. I'll try to upload it to Youtube, if I can. If not, then I'll consider myself lucky, because last thing I want is Slendy to be appearing in my videos. I'm free and I should be happy for it, so I'm not going to test it. Free and crazy out of my fucking mind, but free none of the less. If you don't count my stupid family, that is. Jesus Christ, I can't wait to get out of my damn house. I don't know what's more horrific, living with my family or getting chased down by the Operator.
As for my new runner friend, Shiniva. . . Myr? Goddammit, can't spell her last name, it's something extraordinarily weird, like how Arnold Schwarzenegger is the only damn person on this planet who actually HAS that last name without it being a penname O.o It's one of those names -_-' Anyways, she's alive too, and has been sending me emails too, some more disturbing than others. I'd share them with you, but unfortunately she made me swear in each email to delete every single email that I send her. I think it's just for her own security. I may start writing down the emails she sends me, but whether or not I'll share them with you is up to me. I don't want to break whatever trust Shiniva has with me.
Alright, that's it for now, Runners. I don't know when I'll get my internet back, but until then, stay safe, and keep in touch. Peace be with you fuckers.
Today was a very depressing day. The entire school was in a state of sadness over the death of a grade 12 student who we will all miss dearly. He died in a car accident over the weekend.
To grade 12 student Mitchell Lesperance, I pay you my respect.
"We live a good time, not a long time." -Trooper
Not much else to write today. Most of you have probably checked out that Marble Hornets video by now. I don't really know what to say except this:
WHAT. THE. FUCK.
I am getting so totally CONFUSED by what's happening in Marble Hornets. Not like an eveyrmanHYBRID kinda confused (because I doubt ANYONE knows what's going on in that) but more of a 'what the hell am I watching NOW?' sorta confused. I can never tell the difference between what's real and what's footage from a tape that Jay found. He's gotta find a better way to show the difference between tapes and real footage (maybe like an Operator symbol in the corner like how Dr. Cairo showed the difference between Dreams in Darkness and Watch This City Burn when he was compiling both blogs? I dunno). Just thought about throwing that one out there. I'm sure a lot of you agree with me too.
Well, my friend Nobunaga has been getting trolled more and more by the friggin' Operator Symbol, and it's AWESOME. Not in his opinion, but definitely in mine. As long as I don't get caught or anything. . . cause then I'll be really pissed.
That's it for today, guys. Hope to talk to you again later.
Alright, a lot of you know from my previous posts that I went on a Slender Man hunt with my friend Yashiro for our I.T. class project at school (we're making a Slender Man horror movie). I started editing it last night, although I had to stop because I was scaring the shit out of myself. I might post it on Youtube, if I can get better internet speed (or the next time I'm at Yashiro's place. She's uploading it to her youtube too).
However, that's not the problem here.
My friend, Nobunaga (penname), apparently had a run-in with the Operator the other night. It wasn't a direct encounter, but it was enough to scare the shit out of him and give him headaches for the rest of the day. So last night, Nobunaga was tossing and turning, trying to get to sleep without succession, and eventually, he stared at the ceiling and saw, of course, an Operator Symbol carved into the paint on the ceiling. He blinked once, thinking it was a dream, because he was certain that it DEFINITELY wasn't there before, and it didn't disappear. He blinked a second time, and again, it was still there. After blinking a third time, the Operator Symbol disappeared. He claims that it was most indefinitely NOT a dream, because he knew that he didn't get any sleep at ALL last night. Since then, he has been suffering from sickness and headaches that stop and re-occur at occasional intervals.
"I swear if these fucking headaches don't go away I'm going to take a fucking rocket launcher to him and kill the fucker," Nobunaga told me. "I didn't fucking believe in him until last night."
So Nobunaga may become a Runner soon. If that does happen. . . I am so out of here. Probably. Maybe. No, maybe not. Don't know. I'll talk it over with UZUKI later.
I went on my little trip into the trails with Yashiro-chan, armed with a camera and ice cream money, and came back without a scratch on me. Even the tunnel was Slendy-free. I quite enjoyed the onion rings and the mozza sticks. I haven't eaten that much in so long. I didn't think anything would happen, and as usual, I was right. So now I'm here at Yashiro's place, playing Kingdom Hearts II and fine-tuning the Matroshka dance (yes, I dance to Vocaloid dances, oh well. I can probably dance a hell of a lot better than you :P).
So that's it for today. Just felt that I should let you guys know that I'm alive.
Oh, and Entry #42 of Marble Hornets has been recently submitted. . . I'm too tired and the video was filled with nothing so I'm not going to summarize today. Just check it out yourselves when you have the time.
Oh yeah, and thanks to the user HȺLLØWED for mentioning me in your blog, The Sharp End of the Blade, as long as it doesn't infect me. You're awesome for that.
Peace be with you, guys, girls, and Matryoshka dancers.
Ah, beautiful summer days. It gives us all chances to wear our shorts and t-shirts and chuck water balloons at each other. It's not summer yet, but it's just around the corner.
So, how is this related to the Slender Man?
For people who live in the same time zone as I do (Atlantic Canada), then it's the fire season. The season when Slender Man goes on a burning rampage to those who run from him. Although, I highly doubt the season of winter hinders his ability to burn things, but I can imagine it's much worse during the dry heat of summer. So I'm giving a proper 'good luck' to those running from Slender Man in the heat of summer. You're going to need all the help you can get.
Tips to survive from fires:
1. Stay away from the woods (duh. This rule is kinda self-explanatory).
2. Stay in areas near the ocean (I don't know if this works or not, so do this at your own risk - James Matthews was the one to come up with this theory, but no one's heard of him in months).
3. If you must go into buildings, go into buildings that wouldn't burn down easily (a wood house is an example of a house you do NOT want to hide in).
4. Try to stay away from places that have a much more dry heat (you can still step foot in places that are hot, but just try not to go to places that have a 'dry' heat - places that are so hot that there's no moisture at all in the air).
I think that's pretty much it. My friend Yashiro and I are going on a Slender Man hunt on the trails that cross through town next week or sometime before school ends. We'll head to the ice cream place while we travel. So we kill two birds with one stone - we get our arms and organs torn out by Slender Man, and we get ice cream.
Well I only have about 5 minutes to post because I'm staying after school, so I'm just going to have a nice little story telling post - more or less, just what's been going on with ME lately.
My special yearly nightmares are beginning to kick in. Nightmares that put every single fear that I have into one horrible, scream-filled nightmare.
And the special thing about this special nightmare is that I really only get it once a year.
I don't really get it by thinking about it either - it's just good dreams one night, and then the next night it comes out of damn nowhere and decides to be a troll with me by making me wake up feeling like Death itself caught me.
Now, I have very very very VERY silly fears.
Slender Man (okay, maybe that one's not silly, but that's beside the point).
The dark (and that's thanks to number 1 way back up at the top of this list. . .).
Masky (yes, some people classify this as a silly fear *cough* Joel and Sarah *cough* but really, Masky scares the shit out of me - I can't stand his damn face! You've probably heard me rant about this before so I'm just going to end this point here. . .).
The Moon from LoZ: Majora's Mask (yeah, get your damn laughs out of system now please. I can look at the Moon and stuff, but the first time I saw it I was like, 3, and it's haunted me ever since. So lay off).
So thanks to the Operator, my dream this year may be ten times worse than normal, which is pretty. . . scary. And I think I had one 'part' of it last night.
Well, I haven't posted in a long time, but I think that's mainly because there is nothing to write about. Marble Hornets is still posting as usual, as is compileTRUTH and the HYBRIDS, but it's all a little dull lately.
Jay ended up travelling to Rosswood Park to meet up with Alex (whether this was footage on a tape or stuff that was happening to this day, I don't know, I always get confused with whether their videos are tape footage or not). In Entry #40, he ended up being attacked by Slender Man right at the end of the video. And in Entry #41, he got attacked by. . . Chubacca? (and correct me if I'm spelling his name wrong, I'm not a Star Wars fanatic). Really guys, some dude just passed by his car and looked at him with what appeare to be the face of Chubacca from Star Wars. Any idea who this poser may have been?
As for the HYBRIDS, lots has happened since my last post. . . but I don't really know what to say about any of it. I really can't stand the HYBRIDS now - and it's mainly just because there's too much happening at once for anyone to understand. For those of you that follow their UStream (whatever the hell UStream is), Twitter, Youtube, and any other Slendy account all at once, maybe you can say otherwise, but as for us people who just follow their Youtube, we're all pretty damn confused. I sound like a friggin' movie critic right now, but I'm just stating the truth. Tying the Slender Man and the Rake into two stories is pretty neat, but tying it in with a million other Youtube accounts and stories and shit, and you've just got a jumble of garbage that no one can follow. That's all I have to say on the subject. Go watch the videos and see for yourself what mean by all of this.
Dr. Cairo at compileTRUTH has been inactive for a while, on both Youtube and Blogger, but he's back, and ready to do more research and compilations. Turns out his Blogger account was hacked by TheBenefactor, but he managed to regain control and changed his password to boot. However, it makes me wonder if he's suffering from the same thing that Damien O'Connor suffered from in Dreams in Darkness (oh, and if you haven't watched the last compilation of Dreams in Darkness yet, just to let you know, Damien recently commited suicide. Check out the new compilation video for more info). Dr. Cairo could also be TheBenefactor, like Damien O'Connor was The Arsonist.
Speaking of compileTRUTH and blogs that have been compiled by Cairo, M has returned. Some guy named Bondie found him passed out and bruised on the neck in a library, with the password and username to his blog written on a piece of paper that was inside his hoodie. So guess what he decided to do? Mr. Bondie posted to M's blog and started asking US all sorts of questions, like, "Why does he insist on sleeping on the rooftops?" and, "Why is he bruised on the neck?" and, "Why does he look at fish with a sad expression?" (R.I.P. Elizabeth). M recently posted on his blog though, threatening the kid to never post on anybody else's blog again (because apparently "Bondie" has done it to other people as well).
Well, I've been so lazy these days and there's so much NOT going on that I never really got a chance to post until now. Things are as boring and as Slendy-free as normal, sadly enough. I'm back home, due to the fact that my father's in the hospital due to a bleed in his brain (oh well. . .). So I'm going to be here until he comes back home (and when he comes home, it's back to my brother's place. . .). Haven't really been following our bloggers much, mostly just been watching marble hornets, everymanHYBRID and Tribe Twelve. There actually haven't been any new HYBRID or Tribe Twelve videos since my last post, but a couple new marble hornets vids have been put up since then, so I may as well recap what happened.
First of all, there's "enttry #37". Now, according to what Dr. Cairo said on his compileTRUTH blog 2 weeks ago when the video was posted, it actually was Alex Kralie's birthday, so Happy Belated Birthday, you shit-head. Entry #38 was posted shortly afterwards; it covered old footage of Alex and Jay (who was holding the camera at the time) walking through a wooded area, and Alex was telling an old story about the significance of the woods they were in (you can watch the video yourself to get it explained to you, I'm too tired to watch the video again and remember what he was talking about). A little while later, entry #39 was posted, although I haven't gotten the chance to watch through it all yet, so I don't know if the video is old tape footage or happening during this time period.
compileTRUTH put up a compilation of the youtube channel known as "Angel's Game". In what he compiles for the first few months, Slender Man isn't seen, but based on the preview that Dr. Cairo put in at the end of the video for the next few months compilation, Slender Man is definitely involved in this. Anyways, check out the Angel's Game channel, if you can't find it by searching for it on Youtube, get the link from the compilation video that Dr. Cairo put up. It's worth a watch.
Tribe Twelve hasn't put up anything new since Nature Trail Visit, so I'm going to ignore them.
Ditto for everymanHYBRID.
As for me, I don't want to say I'm getting bored.
Because if I say that, He'll come after me. He wants to frig with my head; instead it's ME that's frigging with my head.
Joel D. is getting pretty tired too. I can see it right on his face.
We don't want to say we're getting bored.
We're not getting bored.
I think I saw Him at the Silver Threads Club last night while driving home with my mom (uh, the Silver Threads Club is basically a place for old people to go to when they're bored; they hold anniversary events there and stuff). Anyways, we drove by the big window in front, and I saw a dude facing towards the street, wearing what looked like a suit. Didn't see a face either. Then again, we were driving at 80 km an hour, so I guess it would have looked like he didn't have a face, but it still freaked me out just a little.
"Okay, I think I just saw Slender Man at the Silver Threads Club," I had said to my mom.
As usual, she gave me a funny look (she thinks the Slender Man is just a fun little game we play. . .)
"I thought the Slender Man only went after children," she said. "Why would he be at the Silver Threads Club?"
And as usual, she was humoring me. She's never actually seen any of the youtube videos of Slender Man, but she always remembers all the stuff that I tell her.
"Well, yeah," I said. "But some people are haunted by the Slender Man as children; then if they get away safe, He comes back for them when they're older." (hence Alex Kralie and Zeke Strahm).
Then she just laughed under her breath and continued driving. Like I said, it could have just been my eyes playing with me, but you never know; Slender Man may have been playing chess or something with the old people.
"What did you say, sonny? You'll have to speak up!"
Hey guys. Nothing new around here so I'm just going to do what I always do and not say any more.
For possibly the first time in all the videos on Youtube, Slender Man has finally revealed his true form. If you guys have seen Noah's newest video, "Nature Trail Visit", then you can agree with me that Noah has finally snapped and that Slender Man isn't frigging around anymore with his mentally insane victim. Well, at least I can relate with Noah's insanity. . . Anyways, Slender Man really showed his true colors in this video. At 9:38 in the 14:01 minute video, Slender Man is seen at the top of the Observation tower, with probably a good 8 arms coming out from his back. It's only a brief look though, and the visuals on the camera are a little screwy, so you only get about a second to look at him. Even so, Noah challenges the Slender Man head on. He even chases Him to the Observation tower, but unfortunately for him, Slender Man is already gone. Noah then falls off his bike and seems to have a few muscles spasms (I'm assuming this because the visuals go all weird and the camera shakes violently). He then wakes up at the harbour outside his house, where he went with Milo in one of the Submissions.
Also, Marble Hornets added another video; Joel D. and I were more or less a teensy bit disturbed by it. Very strange video, creeped me out a little, but at least it gave me a bit more information to work with. From the video, I can assume that Alex may have been haunted by the Slender Man as a child, maybe forgot/got over it, and then was haunted again in 2009 while he was in college (or whatever year he began getting haunted again, I don't know what year it was).
To wrap up the Daily Runner News, I'm going to say a few interesting things about EverymanHYBRID. Vincent, Jeff, and their friend Jess recently took a little field trip to a storage house, and found some interesting things, including a few tapes. However, very strangely, the garage door that was open mysteriously closed on its own and didn't open back up, leaving the HYBRID group in the dark. So, Vincent took a lighter, ignited a small flame enough for them to see, and guess what he saw? Ole' Slendy standing in the corner of the warehouse, causing the camera to go all slow-mo awesome and Vincent to bleed through his nose and mouth. The camera cuts out soon afterwards so I'm assuming that the HYBRIDS eventually fell asleep or got knocked out by Him. When they woke up, it was 'morning' - to them at least. The garage door opened, and this man walked inside, walking past the boys, with a small rocking horse. He set the rocking horse down, said he was 'sorry' and then left, shutting the door behind him. Now, this is just me rambling, but I think Slender Man may have actually sent them back in time to another one of his hauntings, or at least, the aftermath of his haunting.
That's it for now guys. Talk to you later, peace be with you.
Hey guys, I've finally got access to my sister's iPod, so I'm going to upload a picture of the Slender Man tree that's sitting outside my bedroom window. It looks like this from almost every angle possible.
Can you see it? It's not that hard to miss. It's right in the center, and it appears with his 'arms' stretched up above his head. It even looks like he's wearing a tie.
I may upload a video later. Until then, stay safe, and peace be with you.
To start off, Tribe Twelve put up a new video about 18 hours ago; it's another video that the 'observer' put up on Noah's page without him knowing. For an Observer vid, it's quite long (over 3 minutes). It's basically just a bunch of messages that the Observer is sending to Noah (basic Observer video). It's titled "COMECLOSER" so go ahead and watch it.
Joel D. pointed out something strange about this video to me the other day. It took me a moment to get what he was saying, but when I did, I felt a little creeped out.
The COMECLOSER video was uploaded a day ago (I'm just saying a day for now to make this easier to understand, it's been a few days since the video was actually uploaded).
However, it said that the last time Noah visited the page was a month ago. That information should have changed to 'yesterday' or 'a day ago' if he uploaded a video. Obviously, either Youtube made a glitch, or someone, most likely the observer, was able to hack into his file and upload a video without making it look like Noah actually visited his page. I don't think it's really something to think too much about; just food for thought.
Things are still quiet down here though. Boring. Dull. I guess maybe I should be thankful, considering that I'm free to do as I please without the Operator breathing down my neck, but now it's getting to the point that it's just pissing me off.
But things are indeed happening down here. Ever since I came down here to my brother's, where I'm currently residing, people have been getting picked off like flies, or at least, near to it.
Joel D. had a seizure a few weeks ago. However, I wasn't living at my brother's at the time. It could be Slendy, or it could just be the fact that he hadn't slept for a good 24 hours and then headed straight to the computer after he got off the plane from Florida.
My grandmother's sister died the other day.
My great-grandmother (mother of the grandmother stated above) died shortly after.
My grandfather on my dad's side was found on the floor, unconscious, and has been diagnosed as to having pneumonia, but my brother and I find that completely strange considering that pneumonia doesn't cause its victims to be unconscious.
My 3-year-old brother apparently got scratched really really badly by a stray cat the other day, got 14 stitches, and has to get cosmetic surgery.
A local of our town, someone who has been friends with my father for a long time, had apparently been hanging down at the lake with my dad and his friend, and was found dead the next morning. He had apparently thrown up one of his kidneys, according to the rumors.
The thing is, besides the friend, and my brother, everyone else was on my father's side of the family.
And it's because of my father that I'm down here at my brother's house, staying with him, his wife, and his 1-year-old son, my nephew.
Thing is, my dad yelled at me again for no flipping reason, and I ended up calling my brother and asked him to take me down there until things got sorted out. That was last Friday. I'm still down here, trying to get things resolved. But everything is happening one after the other, and it's really pissing me off.
Are you haunting my father, Slendy Slendy?
If you are, finish your job quickly and efficiently.
And I'm not talking about the infinite-foot-tall suited man.
I'm talking about possibly the best runner ever to escape from that infinite-foot-tall suited man.
According to the comments on his newest post (comments: a whopping number of 225, including the one I just put up) the search party for M went out to Chicago, and after searching for a good long while, they finally found him. And it's true that he's alive. He put up a comment on his blog not too long ago.
"The hoodie is the best quality I feel. Sharing anything else would be too much. It's also not the same hoodie that I had before as that 1 ripped pretty bad. Also what the fuck is up with people talking about fanfics about me? what the fuck? I'll try to read through the comments as soon as I can and respond to them. There will be a post soon."
So thankfully, we don't have to have a funeral for our beloved runner, M. Regarding the comment he put up:
1. When he's talking about the hoodie, he's referring to the talk of the search parties asking everyone what kind of hoodie he wore so that they could have better luck looking; I told them that his hoodie was grey. However, according to M, he has gotten a new hoodie, so I guess my tip wasn't of much help.
2. Yes, for some shitty reason people are writing fanfics about him, and I can't help but find it a little bit disrespectful. I mean, they're trying to stay cheery, but that doesn't mean you go writing friggin' fanfics about him. Wait until he's actually dead guys, then go ahead and make your fanfictions that count as memorials towards M (not saying that I want him dead, I'm pretty flipping happy right now).
I'm still investigating as to whether or not he's himself or not. Truth be told, and I don't want to worry anybody even more now, he could be a proxy, or at least just a little hallowed. I'm going to keep monitoring his comments, make sure he's alright, make sure his aura stays up and doesn't sink, and that if he does send me an email response, see if it has anything 'suspicious' regarding his mental status hiding in between the lines.
But again, let's just be happy that he's alive. He's been playing this game with Slendy for a while now, and I highly doubt M would go down without a fight. We've got your back all the way, M.
Also, if anybody, possibly M, is reading this, I have a hunch that I'm safe. As in, "Slender Man won't come after me, because he can't come after me, so he won't come after me.". I don't want to be thinking that I'm 'untouchable', but if Slender Man could have come after me, he would have come after me a long long time ago. I'm even living in a different location now that has a view of a 'slendy tree' (a tree that looks like Slender Man in a funny/abstract sort of way) and I'm not even a tiny bit paranoid.
I'm getting bored, Slender Man.
I don't know if it's something about my head that He doesn't like, or possibly likes (because if He didn't like me, He would chase me around and possibly kill me on the spot). I'm even surrounded by trees here, and my room is a closed spot with one small window, and still nothing. I even have a blog about Slendy, and for once, He's staying away.
So what's keeping you away?
Is it the fact that I'm entirely surrounded by water, on an island? Because I highly doubt that you could get away with crossing the Confederation Bridge, haha.
I guess I'm safe for now. But I'm not letting my guard down either. There's got to be a reason why He isn't coming after me. He's not even chasing after Joel D., who has ten times more obsession with Slender Man than I do (I'm disregarding his strange night he had a while ago that I mentioned a few posts back).
Well, that's all for now. Again, I'm happy for you, M. Stay safe, keep running, and may peace be with you.
Hey guys, back again. Haven't been around much due to the fact that I've never found the time to update, and I've just been plain procrastinating. Also, there's not much to write about. But considering I just got my hands on a copy of House of Leaves, I guess now I have something to write about.
First, a funny story from the life of UZUKI.
About a week before my birthday, my mom went into town, and I told her to pick up a copy of the book for me with my gift card. So she called in the store, asked if they had any copies, and then got them to reserve one. Mom went in, bought the book, and then the clerk who had talked to her on the phone said that not 2 minutes later, somebody else had called and reserved the book as well.
Turns out it was my buddy Daulton ordering the book for me for my birthday present. I found out at my party, when I told both Joel D. and Daulton that I had gotten the book. Daulton looked pissed, and I immediately knew that he had bought the book for me. So I had two copies of House of Leaves! I ended up taking the first copy, the one I bought, back, and I kept the copy Daulton bought for me. Still, I was totally expecting that at the same time. I had a feeling someone was going to get the book for me, because they knew how much I wanted it. Also, when mom told me about that person who called in 2 minutes after she did, I was pretty sure it was one of my friends, mostly because we're probably the only ones on PEI who read and love that book.
Okay, so first of all, House of Leaves is compiled by Mr. Mark Z. Danielewski, and it is truly fictional. However, it is a good read, and it messes with your head in ways you cannot believe. It really has nothing to do with Slender Man either, but there are bits and pieces that make you think of Slendy (ex. the House of Leaves is a house with rooms that never stay in the same spot, aka, the house in marble hornets that Jay excavated, and Alex's house in everymanHYBRID and the creature that causes their house to shape-shift itself).
Let me first start off by saying, this is not for you. The very first sentence in the book is just that. There are a large amount of codes, stories, diary entries, and just plain weird shit in this book. It costs a good 25 bucks at your nearby book store, but sometimes I feel it wasn't worth 25 bucks. Don't get me wrong, the book is awesome, but there are pages in the book where there's literally nothing. One of the pages is almost completely blank, and the only thing on it is: -a-. I put a note inside that said, "Way to save trees, douchebags. So totally not worth the 25 bucks." But then again, Slendy needs his twenty dollars, so I guess this money goes towards his spending money. Maybe now I'm protected. . .?
Haha, I wish.
As for me, I'm currently living in a different location, but not because of Slendy, but just because of family issues. The only thing is that with this house, there is a tree right outside my room that looks like Slendy, in a very weird way. I found it a long time ago, and drew it in my sketchbook. If I can get the drawing on this site along with a photograph, I'll put it up to show you guys. It's really just funny to look at.
Anyone watch the new Marble Hornets video? It's getting hard to follow sometimes, just because I forget if he's actually doing this, or if he's just watching tapes (and when I say he, I mean Jay). Obviously this is a look at the tapes that were in the hotel (which included the video of Masky getting hog-tied and hit with a rock). The last real video that's current and following Jay is a few entries back, when he gets attacked by Masky in the hotel room after getting the tapes. Any entries after that are just clips from the tapes that he found.
Has Masky gained a little weight? He looks a bit. . . chubbier in the video where he attacks Jay. . .
No matter, moving on.
Right now, listening to Mello's theme, from Death Note. I'm thinking about M right now, and wishing the best for him, because apparently he's still alive. I've been looking through the most recent comments on M's last blog post, and people are starting to look for him, with no luck at all.
Anybody down in Chicago mind checking there for me? I would check if I could, but I can't, so I won't. Sounds heartless, but I'm stuck up here in Canada.
That's all for today guys. Talk to you later, and peace be with you.
Now that it's March, it's only two months until the anniversary when which I discovered the great six-foot Operator. It sounds like I'm celebrating, because. . . I am. I've nearly made it a full year knowing about Him without getting caught by Him.
Take that, Slendy. I'm one of the people that lasted the longest while knowing about you, along with all my friends who watched the videos with me, on May 14th (I remember the date because it was my best friend's birthday).
So, sorry for not posting for a while, there hasn't really been anything of interest lately. The snow has been killer up here; there are snow drifts up to ten feet in some areas, just on the side of the street. I can't imagine what the snow would be like down in the states, but for the runners, it must be pretty rough out there, whether or not it's snowing.
So, like I said, not much for today. I don't know what's going on with compileTRUTH, Marble Hornets, Tribe Twelve, or the HYBRIDS team, mostly because I don't have Youtube right now, but I'm hoping to watch those videos soon. I don't really have much to say about NAPPA either. . .
Bogus post today. Just wanted to post again to let you all know that I'm doing alright. I've actually felt a lot safer the past few days; I'm not as paranoid during the day, and even at night I'm not freaking out in my bed, keeping my eyes closed just in case I see him. I don't know why the paranoia's gone down so much, but I guess I should consider it a good thing.
Also, I'm hoping to get into town over these next few weeks so that I can get my hands on a copy of House of Leaves. Saichi and Mikumi-kun both bought the last copies, so now I have to hope that the book store ordered in some more. When I get House of Leaves, I'll put up some code breakers, quotes, and other things from the book to share with you. The entire thing is fictional, written by some dude that's just a tad crazier than I am, but the codes will still be good to know for practice for when the real thing happens.
Short post today. I'm at school; Joel D. has finally gone off to Florida, which means he gets to ride waterslides at Disney while we freeze our asses off over here in Canada. . . and of course, he's hoping to meet a few runners over there as well.
Nothing's going on with the runners right now that stands out a lot, I'm hoping to watch some videos soon, if any have been uploaded since my last viewing.
I may as well post a dream that I had quite a long time ago, but haven't mentioned until now.
First of all, I was staying at Yashiro's place for the night. We had a good time, watched enough Youtube videos to make impressionist jokes come out of our mouths for the next few months, drew a few drawings, wrote a few chapters to our stories, you know, the usual for us. I ended up sleeping on an air mattress (which I haven't done in a long time, and felt pretty relaxing), and that night I had this weird dream that just seemed to stick with me.
So, in my dream, I was on the outskirts of Charlottetown (the main city of PEI) hanging out with my two friends, Vicky, and her sister, Shelley, at their place. I was also with my sister, Chiyo, at the time. I may as well start by telling you what their dad's place is like (we were hanging out at their dad's because their parents are divorced). It's a pretty old house, but where my dream took place was in the porch area. If you walk straight ahead from the entrance, you'll end up in the kitchen, or the hallway, depending which way you turn (it's sort of like a narrow cut in directions). Turn to your left, you've got the laundry room, and to the right you've got what I like to call a 'sun room'. For some reason though, in my dream, there was this large glass window placed along the hallway wall that lead to the sun room. So, it's just me and Vicky, but when we pass by the big window, I immediately spot Slender Man, and duck down onto the floor, pulling Vicky with me. There's a bit of dialogue in this as well. I will not use my penname in this.
"Uh, Jess, what's going on?" Vicky asked me curiously, raising an eyebrow (she's a townie, and she doesn't know what Slender Man is. . . but she's quite a sassy type of person, still cool at heart).
"Shh!" I silenced her. Obviously, I have the living hell scared out of me. "Stay down, Vicky, I'm going to check. . ."
She listened to what I said as I slowly, very very slowly, began to stand up and peer out the window, and sure enough, there was Mr. Slender Man.
But something wasn't right.
I mean, there's nothing right about the Operator at all, but for Him, this wasn't right.
First of all, His head was missing. That's from what I remember. And second of all, the shirt He was wearing underneath His black suit was actually a deep red instead of white (I guess His other suit was in the wash, no?).
So, I stare at Him for no longer than two seconds before I bolt out the door, leaving behind Slender Man and Vicky (what's odd is that I would have had to run pretty close to him, because he was standing on the deck that leads to the porch, and I went out the porch door. . . get it?). So, guess where I run?
a.) the barn
b.) the shed
c.) the forest
If you guessed c.), you are absolutely correct!
But why the hell would I run in there?! I've known about Slender Man for a good year now, long enough to know that going into the forest is a big NO-NO! But apparently my common sense was broken!
So, there I went, charging straight into the forest.
And Slender Man was actually chasing me!
Now, let me get one thing straight, if you don't already know.
Slender Man doesn't run after people, really. You runners with the experience should know that. It's pretty much just like if you turn around and run around the corner, he's going to be there. Teleportation is what we call it, but that's not really the correct term. I don't know what the correct word is for it, but it's not teleportation. He's just moving around like we do; it's just moving for Him. Going from one spot to another for Him is like stepping into another room.
Not in my dream.
In my dream, his arms disappeared, and were replaced by long, black tentacles. Sharp tentacles. Sharp, spiny, tree-like tentacles. And He was climbing through the forest with these tentacles; pretty much like Dr. Octopus from the Spiderman movies. So, He's chasing me, and I'm running for my life, when another Slender Man appears!
That was not supposed to happen! (I don't think so, at least. . .)
Whenever Slender Man chases after you guys, there's only one of Him, right? Well, eventually these Slender Men actually started to multiply, until there were a good thirty of em' chasing me! So, I'm here shitting myself, running for my life, and I find this tree to hide behind (honestly, I wasn't all that smart in this dream. . .). The multiple Slender Men actually stopped chasing me and disappeared, which gave me enough time to get out my cellphone and call for help (I also don't have a cellphone. . . for some reason, this cellphone had an Operator symbol phone cord attached to it, along with a bunch of other things, like the Triforce from Zelda and a moogle from Final Fantasy, and all that stuff. . . just a bunch of little ornaments attached to a phone cord, ornaments from all my favorite video games/paranoia spazz outs).
So, the first person I try to call is Vicky. No answer. Then I try to call Chiyo and Shelley (because they're most likely together; my sister doesn't own a cellphone either, but in my dream Shelley did, but I have no idea if she actually does or not). Again, no answer. Then I try to call my best friend Yashiro; same thing. I try my parents to the phone in the house, no answer.
No answer, no answer, no answer.
I finally try to call Joel D., and he picks up, but the sound on the phone is filled with static and other weird, snowy noises (again, a stupid idea, it's just common sense to know that electronic devices don't work around Him). I could hear his voice, but barely enough to get a message through; I don't even think he could hear me at all.
So, after many attempts, I gave up. I hung up my phone, and waited there in the forest, all alone. I had no idea what I was waiting for; waiting for someone to find me, waiting for someone to even come look for me, waiting for Him to come back and kill me. . .
My phone rang.
It was a text message. I was hoping it was someone who I had tried to call earlier; maybe they had figured that text messaging would work better in this situation (preferably Joel because out of all the people I mentioned, he's the only one who knows the common rules and sense of running from Him; my sister knows a bit, but not enough).
"Like from my book," Joel D. commented when I told him about this on MSN the next night. He was referring to his Slender-esque and other paranormal activities novel, House of Leaves (still trying to get my hands on a copy; I'm going to call Indigo in town so the next time I go in, I'll use my giftcard to buy it).
Moving on, after I finished reading the text, He reappeared. His head was back (had no idea why it was gone in the first place), and He looked pissed; at least, as pissed as a faceless creeper can look.
And He started talking to me.
Unfortunately, He was speaking to me with noises, not through my mind, so I had no flipping idea what he was trying to say to me. His voice was like a bunch of gargles and mumbles mushed together into a sentence that I couldn't ever hope to understand.
I wanted to talk back, ask Him what He wanted from me, but I was too scared, and before I knew it, He had sprung His spear-like tentacle arm straight through my body, impailing me into the tree that I had hid behind.
I feel like I left something out from this. I'll try to remember it later; if I do, I'll edit this blog and add it. Either way, I'm hoping to have this dream again.
Tonight, if I can.
I'm going to go to bed tonight thinking about this dream, and hopefully my brain will carry it on into my dream for tonight; maybe then I can talk to Slender Man and see what the hell he wants, without getting impailed to pieces.
Nothing's going on here. I had a sense of strong fear last night, so it took me quite a while to get to sleep. I can't remember what I dreamed about; I don't even think I dreamt at all.
I guess it's back to the daily grind for now.
First things first, the Daily Runner News. There's not much to cover here really. I finally caught up with the youtube videos that I was so dying to watch.
To start the news off, turns out M isn't dead, according to worried commenters on his blog. Apparently he's trapped in Chicago. Hell, I'd go look for myself, but I don't live near Chicago, and I wouldn't even know where to begin looking (M once compared Chicago to New York and said that Chicago was bigger, just because it was more vast; it wasn't all buildings and people crammed into one spot like New York is). Some commenters are going to look for him, and some have already started looking (you know who you are). Joel D. is heading off to Florida tomorrow, so he's hoping that he runs into a few runners. Runners, if you live in Florida, give me a holler and I'll let Joel know for you.
Next we've got compileTRUTH. I don't know what's going on with Dr. Cairo, he hasn't posted on his blog for a few days now, but he's probably just busy making LOG/COMPILATION/ANALYSIS videos, all while running from the faceless man. He is now a runner, and things are starting to happen around him, ex. Operator symbol drawn on whiteboard with red un-eraseable Sharpie, mannequin left by his door. . . he's hoping that it's just the other dorms messing with him, because they know that he does the videos, and they think he's crazy. I'm hoping to get into contact with Dr. Cairo soon.
Last thing you guys probably remember with Marble Hornets is that a few guys (including Jay, I think) all kicked Masky's ass. This was footage from the tapes he found inside his motel room, during which he was attacked by possibly a different Masky, and left without his new companion, Jessica (who has been missing ever since). Anyways, the footage on the tape was most likely taken by Jay, but he doesn't remember any of it happening. However, now Jay knows that the first Masky he encountered was his old movie-making-buddy Tim (we were probably already aware that Tim was Masky, it was kind of obvious at one point or another). I don't follow their twitter, so if anything else happened between their last video and today, please let me know. Also, I can't check their videos very often either because I'm using a crappy computer. Keep me in the know guys, thanks.
The HYBRIDS are probably quite busy with fighting off their little humanoid roommate that's been living in the closet for the past several weeks, so I won't have much to cover with them. I don't know what to think of that humanoid right now; it kinda has to be real, but I'm wondering why they're the only ones that are being attacked by this naked, humanoid Slender Man thing. That's another thing I'd like you to inform me on; how many of you out there are being attacked not only by Slender Man and his proxies, but by this humanoid thing as well? The only reports are from the HYBRIDS so far, and I'd like to know if they're the only ones being attacked. And please, be truthful. If you're trolling/faking, that will make the situation worse for the people who actually are running (Tulpa. . .).
Tribe Twelve is getting a bit more Slender Man action in, but at this point, this story is all about proxies/hallowed and stuff. Basically, Noah went to spend his Thanksgiving with a girl named Sarah (this is odd because when this video came up, it was January/February kinda thing, and he's in America, which means that Thanksgiving is celebrated in November. Any thoughts as to why this is? Is it tape footage perhaps? Or are they trolling?). Anyways, Sarah and Noah ended up spending their second night at her father's place. Noah slept on the couch, and was 'moved' by Slender Man. When he came back, he woke up immediately, and asked Sarah if he could sleep in the spare bed in her room. So, she agrees, and he goes to bed, but then the video distortion kicks in (and then you know what time it is!!). I found this part not only creepy, but awesome at the same time: after a major visual tearing part in the video, the blanket is slowly pulled off Noah, and when the blanket is gone, Noah slowly gets dragged out of his bed. So afterwards, Sarah wakes up, takes the camera with her, and goes to search for him. She turns on a few of the lights to see what's going on, and she sees Noah standing in the living room with a knife in his hands, and his now torn t-shirt is smeared with blood. After he 'woke up', he left in fear of hurting her and her family and dragging Slender Man into their lives.
Happy Thanksgiving! (honestly, something is wrong with that, who celebrates Thanksgiving in February?! Something is up with that particular video. . .).
Zeke Strahm is being himself, trying to hide himself from the authorities that are chasing after him. Apparently the FBI (or whatever) is getting involved with the hauntings of Slender Man (I don't really buy it, but okay. . .). If anyone's managed to find him, good for you. Keep track of him in case we need him later (which we will).
NAPPA (the National Association for the Pursuit of Proxies and Agents) recently lost one of their members the other day. A few of their guys went out to hunt proxies, and apparently Ava got kidnapped (I think Robert got kidnapped too, I'm not sure on how many of them disappeared. . .). We're hoping that they come back, they may have already gotten them back by now, who knows. Right now their leader, Kaiju, has become aware of a 'Proxie Party', but it doesn't seem all that suspicious. Hoping to hear more on their situation soon.
That's all I've got with the runners today. Hope I didn't bore you guys. At least I'm not scaring you to death. I have been taking a bit of a psychotic turn. . . um, I'm fine, really. Just too much time on my hands, that's all.
Also, I have the video here on my sister's Ipod from where we went Slendy hunting, and like I said in the last post, nothing happened really. Of course, we didn't really get into the woods either. If there's school tomorrow, I'll stay after and upload the video from the school computer. I'll probably delete it later though, it really has nothing worth anything on it. I may end up posting an Introductory video instead.
Note: I will not be doing videos very often, so don't expect anything really big from me in that department.
I think that's all for today. Again, things are back to normal; had a bit of trouble sleeping last night, but that was normal for me.
Well, I went on a Slender Man search with my sister, Chiyo (not her real name), using her Ipod for video. The battery was dying though so we didn't get to record very long (we got a good 15 minutes in). Despite my challenge towards the Operator in my last post, we didn't find anything. I'm hoping to post the video soon. I may stay after school some time to upload it, if my sis will let me take in her Ipod. If not, I'll upload it if I'm at Joel D.'s or Yashiro's place (Yashiro is another friend of mine, and that is also not her real name).
At this point, I'm assuming that the coast is clear.
I think, just for now, I'm going to try and stop posting on this blog. Just until I know the coast is clear. Because I am not going to get caught. I'm not going to let that happen. There are too many people that would be killed if I were to be haunted. Too many people that I care about. Too many people that I love.
And there's something that I need to accomplish before I die.
If anyone comments on my blog between now and the next time I post, I'll get back to you as soon as I can.
Until then, stay safe everyone.
And may peace be with both you and me.
EDIT: If there are any runners out there that live in Canada, maybe in the general area of Central Canada (Ontario, Toronto, Atlantic Canada, etc.) then please, let me know immediately. Even if you live out in western Canada, let me know anyways; I want to see how many of you there are so I know what to expect in the coming months.
Sorry for the weird post a few minutes ago guys. I had to get my head straight.
Okay, back to business.
Time for the 'Daily Runner News'!
First things first, I'm lucky to have Youtube right now. I'm at a friend's place, on her laptop, so she gets much better Youtube than I do. I would like to say first that our friend, Mr. Cairo from compileTRUTH is now a runner! (that sounds too cheery, doesn't it? No, it's a bad thing. . . bad thing, bad thing. . .). Let's all hope the best for him, and that he can remember M's words of wisdom.
Get out of there, Cairo. It'll do you no good to stay where you are. Get all your valuables and get off your ass and run. Meet up with another runner who can help you. Send me an email or something.
Come on over to Canada! We're safe up here! Cause' apparently Slendy can't cross the border! We scare him with our alcoholic nature and our maple leaves!!!
Ahem . . . moving on.
He only knows where M is right now. Dead, or hiding, or starving to death, He only knows. And I'm not referring to God in this case.
I've finally caught up to the events happening around our Chuck Norris of Slender Man, Mr. Zeke Strahm. Turns out he's been presumed missing. If any of you have spotted him, runner or not, please give me a little heads up, it would be nice to know. He was like, the most badass ass-kicker of Slender Man ever! So if you've seen him, tell me, thank you.
The HYBRIDS. . . shit, nothing is going on right now, at least, that's according to their vids. I don't follow their UStream or their Twitter, so I don't know any of the extra information. I'll just ask Joel D. He knows a lot more about the HYBRIDS than I do; I don't know, I find it hard to follow what's going on with them. But in their newest video, Evan, Jeff and Alex (correct me if I got the names mixed up) go on a little hunt for their 'humanoid' friend (recall the "Cops Checked, No Body" video from the HYBRIDS channel; remember that naked Slender Man thing that appeared at the end of it?). So, equipped with hunting knives and baseball bats, they start to search the closet in Jeff's house, and find a crawlspace; after going through the crawlspace, they end up in the basement of the building from the "A Life in the Day" video (also from clips that appear in their random videos that pop up on their channel now and then). So right now, they're dealing more with this humanoid then they are with Slender Man; or as I like to call it, Slender Man's pet.
And HOLY SHIT, Jay just kicked Masky's ass!
I always hated Masky. Call me a wimp, I don't care. People question me as to why I'm scared of him, and I don't know why, it's the eyebrows I guess. And the dark eyes. Even some of my friends tell me that I look like Masky in the dark.
Um, okay. . .?
Either way, check out Marble Hornets' newest video! If you hate Masky just as much as I do, you should enjoy seeing him get his ass kicked and hog-tied to the floor. And possibly crippled by a rock. My sources tell me that they didn't hit him on the head with the rock; that they just hit his leg.
Oh yeah, turns out Jay finally realized that Masky is our friend Tim!
Congratulations to all you people that already knew that.
I actually just found out about that little tidbit a few months ago while researching on Marble Hornets WikiDot page. I always thought it was Alex. This could mean that To The Ark and Masky are not the same person. They probably aren't. Or maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions.
Any of you people out there heard of NAPPA?
The National Association for the Pursuit of Proxies and Agents.
Believe it or not, this group, whether real or not, is pretty badass. They're curing the Maskies out there, which I have to congratulate them on.
And for those of you that didn't know, a cure has been found. It is called The Substance, and when it is lit on fire, it acts like magnesium, and causes Slender Man pain. And apparently when you get it into a proxy's body, via needle or tranquilizer dart, it causes them to, very disgustingly, throw up a black goo; and afterwards, they're back to normal. So NAPPA, or should I say Kaiju, the founder of NAPPA, sounds out tranquilizer guns and cures to his fellow members to use on the proxies that are living nearby. You can check out more about NAPPA at http://www.slenderschool.blogspot.com/ . They're kicking a lot of ass, hopefully. And they're hoping to someday catch the infamous proxy, Redlight.
Next we've got Tribe Twelve. Noah has found a place to stay with a girl named Sarah, just in time for Thanksgiving. This part of his videos are split into two days. Everything is fine the first day; he and Sarah have a pleasant Thanksgiving Dinner, and they even have a fun time playing tennis on the Wii.
Did I forget anyone? Probably. If so, please let me know, and I'll add it to the list.
That's all for tonight, hopefully.
Oh, before I go, I have to tell you guys about possibly the best parody Slender Man video EVER!!!
I don't know. . . something's wrong with my head. . .
I mean, something has always been a little off with me. My head was always in this different little world than
Am I 'falling'?
That's it. I've noticed a ton of people doing this on their blogs, so I should do it too. I don't want to forget who I am, I don't want to get hallowed out. . .
My name is Jessica "Uzuki" Cheverie.
I was born March 2nd, 1996.
My nationality is First Nations and Acadian.
My favorite color is green.
I have two cats, a boy named Shadow and a girl named Miracle. I've had them since I was 7 years old.
My favorite video game series is The Legend of Zelda, Tales of Symphonia, Final Fantasy, and Kingdom
I write a Zelda fanfiction titled The Legend of Zelda: Time Gate.
I blank out in conversations on occasion.
I can read auras (thoughts/energy levels) of human beings.
That's enough for now. I'm just paranoid, that's all. Something is off in the air though. I'm hoping it's just my brain getting to me.
This blog isn't good for me. . . the last thing I need is something to set my sanity off.
I just want to write. Even if the damned Operator isn't chasing me, I want to write. I want to help all you people out there that are being chased by this monstrosity.
Hehehe. . . could be worse. . . could be the Kyodai no Akuma. . .
. . .no. . . the last thing we need is for a human being like me to come along and will that thing into existence. . . . . . . . .
. . . . could be a fun little game though for when the Operator dies. . . . you know, when we get bored again . . .
. . . maybe that's why. . . human beings are so. . . boring. He needed a game to play. . . I need a game to play. . . . so he's messing with us, to get our excitement back. . . the excitement of fear and adrenaline. . . .
I gotta shake this feeling off. The more I type, the lower my sanity sinks.
And that's exactly what He wants.
Thank god I never wrote that story on Slender Man for FictionPress. I would have been driven mad.
I am going to take that creature down.
He wants to play a game with us?
So be it.
Hey Slender Man.
EDIT: Sorry guys for the wakko post. I'm fine, really. My writing/insanity intuition just kicked my conscious out for a minute there. I'm fine. Sorry for scaring you all. I really don't want Slender Man to come after me. But I don't want him to live either. I need to get my mind back under my control again, the way it used to be.
Yep, just another freezing day up in Canada. I had another Slender Man dream last night, but it didn't really have anything significant in it. . . actually, now that I think about it, I can't even remember what the dream was about. It was very short, and it wasn't that scary either, but it still had Him in it. I could remember it a bit this morning when I woke up, but now it's completely gone from my head. If I can remember it later, I'll post again with the details. For now though, I'm just going to write up some key points on the Slender Man.
First of all, the three rules that M stated in The Tutorial.
1. Get Up High
2. Keep Moving
3. Keep Your Eyes Open
It's obvious what the Get Up High rule means at this point. Almost all of us are aware of how M has been surviving all this time, and one of these things is getting up to high areas, like a roof, or a water tower, or a really tall building of the sort. The reason this keeps us safe is because this, oddly enough, confuses Him. Because He is so used to seeing human beings shorter than Him, He can't comprehend the idea of a human being shorter than Him, therefore it confuses him and he can't get you. It's almost like he doesn't see you as a human being; more like a superior being that he doesn't want to get involved with.
Although, unfortunately, you can't stay on the rooftops or in the water towers forever. You'd run out of food, and eventually, lose your sanity as well. And the moment you get off that building/water tower, it's back to running, because then He sees you as a regular human being again; a human being that He can chase after.
The second rule, Keep Moving, is pretty straightforward.
"Because even if Slenderman can't get you people can. And Slenderman is good at getting people to do things for him." -M
You just have to keep switching locations in the general area. According to M, the longest you can stay in one location without getting found is about 2-3 months. The longest time you can stay inside a house is about 2 weeks, if you're lucky.
"I'm tired of having to tell people to move and run and then seeing 2 weeks later they're still in their house. You need to leave and you need to leave as soon as you can. Because if you stay near the people you like when Slenderman is following you, it's like you've killed them." -M
However, there are some people that can pull off exceptions to this rule.
"Then again some people are different. A few months ago I met a girl named Shandi who lived out in the woods. I found her house 1 day when walking down a road and I saw it out of the corner of my eye. I almost didn't go look at it, but then I saw it.
A huge red (X) on the up stairs window of the house." -M
Shandi was able to stay inside her house for months, and her house was out in the middle of the forest. It may have been the fact that she had the Operator symbol painted on the window; this is another trick that I'm going to write about later in this post. Also, she stayed upstairs the entire time; could this have meant it confused Slender Man into thinking she was taller than Him? But then again, there have been tons of cases in the past where Slender Man went after people in a house, on the top floor (the HYBRIDS for example, and their first 'real' encounter that was later defined as being real and not a hoax that they made). Who knows, maybe her house was just tall enough and all the other houses weren't. Maybe it was because she lived alone and didn't attract Him by luring Him in with her family members and the ones she loved (although it's possible that the other family members had already been killed).
Either way, she lived in that house for quite a while, until M showed up.
"She didn't talk to me until I went right next to her and asked her a few things. All the time I was there she only told me a few things about herself and she didn't talk very much. Everything had started happening to her about the same time it had started happening to me. The house hadn't always looked like that, it had been normal. But Slenderman had been in it a few time, tried to set it on fire, basically attacked it from all sides. Her mom, dad, and sister had all died. She didn't know what had happened to her friends. She was home schooled so she didn't really have many anyway. After her sister was killed, who was 9, she had gone crazy, tried to kill Slenderman anyway she could. Tried to burn down the house herself when He was in it. Nothing had worked. Shandi had gone into the woods and tried to shot herself after all that. But it didn't work. He moved her back to the house too quickly. She couldn't live and she couldn't die.
After that Shandi stopped caring. When I lived in the house, mostly because I felt too bad to just leave her behind, she barely ate, or slept or did anything besides sit in that chair. Sometimes she talked to me, or told me stories she made up, but that was about it. She never even got the notebooks. She was too strong to be taken, and too weak to beat him.
She had lived in the house without running for months, and she was still alive. Then 1 morning I woke up, the room dark with His large form blocking the window." -M
Could it be possible that He was waiting until she was an 'eligible candidate' to become hallowed? It's obvious that Slender Man was playing with her head. Because as M states, "Slender Man likes to play with His food."
Although, it's still not recommended that a runner stays in their house for more than two weeks. Slender Man may be stupid, but he still figures out the tricks you play on him eventually. Staying in the house just puts your family members and the ones you love at a greater risk, and it doesn't do good for your sanity either.
"This doesn't mean that you can live as long in the house as Shandi did, keep in mind. Shandi was unusual. Like I said it usually only takes 2 weeks. But even if you're strong, if you think you can wait him out in your house, you can't. He'll get you in you stay still, even if it's after days, or weeks, or months. He'll find you, and He'll know where you and everybody you love is, and He'll kill you." -M
That's one of the tricks to running from Him: you have to keep as much sanity as you possibly can.
He doesn't want you to keep your sanity. He wants you to lose it. Because when you lose it, that's when he takes control of you. That's when he kills you.
Okay, moving onto the third rule. Keep your eyes open.
M also blames Marble Hornets for this rule; according to him, they singlehandedly willed this one into existence (recall that Marble Hornets was indeed fake at the time it was started, but thanks to them and the Tulpa effect, Slender Man was willed into existence, and now they really are on the run).
Slender Man has this sort of weakness that M and one of his fellow runners, James Matthews, experimented with. Apparently, when you look straight at Slender Man, He can't get you. It's obvious that He doesn't exist in the same sort of time existence we do. You can tell by the way he moves and, well, based on what He is. However, if you were to look at Slender Man, this almost ties Him down to our plane of existence; He can't get you then. Therefore, if you were to come face-to-face with Him and couldn't get to a rooftop, just stare at Him and back away. It's not fullproof, but it keeps you safe in emergencies.
"There is 1 exception to this rule and that's if you're blind. There's a girl out there who's name is Mimi Shrawts. I don't know what happened to her. I had to leave. But she's out there, with this problem and still she was beating it. I asked her how and said that even though she couldn't see she still had a pretty good mental image of what was going on around her. Not in the same way we do (I asked her to explain it and she couldn't really, but I think it was mostly in sound and touch), but still it was pretty accurate. So basically if she kept Slenderman in her mental image of the world when she knew he was there she was ok."
I met a blind girl once. She's actually a good friend of mine. She was one of the Easter Seals candidates on PEI that visited my school a little while back, I think when I was still in elementary school (6th grade maybe?). Anyways, she ended up joining band, and I saw her again at band camp, when we both learned how to play the flute. Then, a few years later, we ended up in Honor's Band together as well. Considering she was blind, I was amazed that she could play the flute, and even more amazed that she made it into Honor's Band. She had to memorize all her music and fingerings for the flute.
So anyways, I got to guide her around quite a few times, and we soon became pretty good friends. I wanted to ask her how she had a mental image of the world, much like M had asked Mimi how she got the mental image as well, but I never got a chance to. I can't imagine how that would work, but maybe if I walked around my house for a bit with my eyes closed, I'd get a pretty good idea of what she would be referring to.
So those are the three rules, runners. I guess you didn't really need me to retype all this considering M and compileTRUTH has already gotten the message through to you, but I'm retyping it because I need something to write about and because there may still be a few of you runners out there who don't know the rules.
Just follow these rules, and you will hopefully survive.
There are three things that you do NOT want to do, and these things break those rules.
1. Not following the rules.
2. Hanging out with somebody being followed by Slender Man.
3. Hanging out in a forest.
Obviously, hanging out in the forest is possibly the stupidest thing you could ever do. The forest is His home. And also, spotting a human being in the middle of the woods is like spotting a drunk in the middle of a business meeting. To Him, you stick out like a sore thumb. You're easier to find when you're in the woods, and it just gives Him less work to do; He doesn't have to chase you because you've just walked straight into His home.
Hanging out with somebody being followed by Slender Man isn't all that bad, but it depends how far along they've 'gone', and how frequently they're haunted. M sometimes states that it's dangerous to team up, but he's starting to change his mind about teaming up a little now.
"It's dangerous walking around in groups. 2 people are dangerous, a whole group would make Him even stronger and you more of a target. Rereading this blog less then a month ago I wrote that I didn't want to team up with anybody. It was too dangerous and there was no reason to."
"Now I'm not so sure." -M
You can run with people, if it makes you feel safer. But if you travel in big groups, it's just like walking into the forest - it gives Him less work to do. Because killing a whole group of people on the spot is much easier than tracking each one of them down individually. It just makes Him stronger.
Wow, I was going to start talking about the effects of the (X) symbol, but now I'm not so sure. I'll cover it later, maybe today, maybe tomorrow. This post is excruciatingly long, and I don't want to burn your eyeballs out or drive you to madness of complete boredom.
I find a lot of comfort in writing. Especially while I'm writing this blog. I'm bored as shit and I just need to come back and. . . sort out my thoughts. I'm tired as hell, but I feel that I just need to write something. But then again, it's when I'm tired that I start to mumble/think/write about pointless banter.
I need something.
I want to keep this blog going more than anything, but there's just never anything happening here. . . but I guess I should be thankful. Writing about my nightmares/research may just be enough to help you runners out there cope with your situation. At least then you know that you're not alone in this world, that you don't have to deal with your growing insanity alone.
But you can't let your insanity take you over.
Because that's exactly what He wants.
He wants you to lose yourself to insanity, so that you can become His puppet.
The ones that have been hallowed out.
We know who these people are; they're half of the runners that didn't make it out alive.
Because they aren't alive.
Anyone you know that has become hallowed isn't alive anymore. Even their Soul is gone. They're just empty human bodies, ready to be possessed and used by Him.
I guess, now that I'm on the subject of the hallowed, I may as well talk about ways to keep yourself safe from Him finding and possessing you.
"It's easier to just say 'Go up high to the tower I made for you to live in until you get your shit together, it's safe there, here's where it is', but it's also a lot easier for Him to find you then." - M
That's right, I quoted M again, and I don't give a damn. He makes a perfect point in this statement. It is easier to just tell your friend to go to the tower you made for them to live in until they get their shit together, here's where it is, blabbity-blah. Do that though, and Slender Man will have already beat you there, waiting for you to step right into his arms, like a child being lured to a gigantic pile of teeth-rottening candy. Although, unlike the candy, you don't get a sweet, happy ending with maybe a couple cavities.
You get a crappy, depressing ending with a couple impaled holes in your body.
Yay for everyone.
So I'd like to post some codes on this blog post, codes that are very simple to decipher; codes that even my little brother could solve if he could read.
This code is used frequently amongst most runners. It's simple to decipher, yet it can sometimes confuse people because the 0's can also be O's.
The next way to make a code is to simply write a well thought out riddle that can still be deciphered by the person you're sending the riddle to.
House in the sky
That's taller than man
Sits on a tree
A safe haven for THEM
So first of all, if you thought it through, you can probably tell that I'm talking about a tree house. Taller than man, and a safe haven for them obviously means that it's taller than Him and that it's a safe haven for the Runners (because it's taller than him, it obviously confuses Him when he thinks about a runner being taller than him, therefore making it hard for him to catch you). The 5+6=12 thing does not mean I have bad math skills. You could assume it as a time. Like, get there in five hours, wait for me for six hours, and we'll discuss at twelve (could be midnight or noon, depends on the time that you get the note at).
I can't think of anymore codes right now. There are codes you need to watch out for though. There are codes from Runners, and then there are codes from the hallowed. Codes from runners will probably look like what you just saw. Codes from hallowed are usually complete nonsense, and only expert code breakers can hope to understand what it is that they're trying to say. Example. . .
The last is an 11x11 box of slashes, that flashes in the following order: long, long, short, long.
The video ends with the word CLOSELY, written like so:
The slashes were eventually translated, and the message ended up being: LOOK CLOSELY. Messages like these, that are near impossible to decipher and have no real meaning at first glance, usually 90% of the time belong to hallowed out people; unless of course it's a Runner that's really pushing his luck.
Well, I'm pretty sure that's it for tonight. Hopefully. I'm going to try and get a peaceful night's rest.
Okay, I have a little question for you all.
Do you know what it's like to get the entire lower half of your body disintegrated and every single one of your teeth blown out by an electromagnetic explosion?
I've asked a lot of my friends this question.
The reason I'm asking you is because I think Slendy trolled my brain the other night. I have Slender Man nightmares once in a while, mostly only when I feel His presence EVERYWHERE.
I've had pretty bad nightmares in the past. There's even this nightmare that I have once a year, that no matter how old I get and how much I think I've gotten over it, it always comes back and scares the shit out of me.
This was possibly ten times WORSE than that dream.
Okay, first I should warn you all: every single dream/nightmare always has to have some form of Legend of Zelda mixed in with it. That's how obsessed I am with the video game series; that's how screwed up my mind is.
So the first part of my dream, from what I remember, involved me playing as the Link from Wind Waker (you all know him, Zelda fans. Cutest little Zelda bastard ever. . .) and for some reason, I was in the middle of the ocean, at night. There were torches everywhere, and I realized that the torches were attached to these rafts that were floating on the surface of the water. And there were all these little Moblins on these rafts. So, my job was to go to war and kill every single one of them.
What caught my attention is that I've had this part of this dream before.
Okay, so after all the weird Zelda stuff, I end up finding myself standing with all the runners that I'm familiar with. Jay, from Marble Hornets, the HYBRIDS, Noah from TribeTwelve, Zeke Strahm and all these kids that appeared in his blog, and even the deceased Matt and his deceased buddies from Just Another Fool. M was also there. This made me feel that M may still be alive; my dreams are usually true when it comes to people. Then again, the guys from Just Another Fool are all dead, no doubt about that. I think Elizabeth from Icytheological (or however you spell it) was there too. So basically, all the runners, including me. I didn't look like me though. I looked more like the me that I created in my fanfiction, Time Gate. So basically, an anime-ish style character.
Now, this is where the electromagnetic thing comes into play.
The night that I had had this nightmare, I had read up on a blog where they actually found Slender Man's weakness, something that actually makes him scream in pain. I put details about this on my last post. So the electromagnetic theory frigged up my brain and made me have this part of the nightmare.
So me and the runners are setting up these electromagnet things, right? Turns out they will set off in such a way that will make a sort of 'electromagnetic explosion'.
Shit. This is where things get. . . frigged up.
So, because we're luring Slender Man into the 'ring' of bombs that we set up for him, we have to get out of there as quick as possible. These guys are used to running fast; I'm not. So when we lured Slender Man into the area, we all started to run like hell as the bombs set themselves off. Everybody makes it out fine. . . except me.
There's a giant explosion (for some reason the explosion seems more like a bomb explosion than an electromagnetic explosion, but still. . .) that sends me flying through what appears to be a golden sky. Golden sky my ass; more like bright light from the explosion. During this, I can hear some loud screaming noise, and I see the Operator symbol carved on a tree fly by. I must have been sent pretty far, and eventually, for some reason, I find myself gliding a few feet off the air, my feet starting to disintegrate into what looks like to be black ashes (no duh). Now, human body disintegration is usually painless; it's painless because it happens in the blink of an eye. Maybe you feel a major pain one second, but then the next second, well, you're dead. This disintegration process takes FOREVER though, and it doesn't help that I can feel the entire thing happening. And for some reason, it only disintegrates up to my waist. It stops afterwards, and I fall to the ground, skidding on the remains of my back and hitting a boulder that's encased in the ground.
People are panicking now. They're running by me, and I realize that I can't do anything because my legs are gone. Then, when I lift my tongue, I can feel my swollen and empty gums, and I realize that every single one of my teeth were knocked out by the blast. I start to cry, and scream, just so I can get the people that are running by me to stop and help me. Everyone passes me.
Except one person.
Now, in this dream, imagine it like this; you can just see me lying on the ground, people's legs going by; you can't actually see the people, probably no higher than their waist.
So when that one person stops to help me, I scream even louder.
It's a man, wearing black tuxedo pants.
That's when I woke up. But here's the thing; I didn't know that I had woken up. So I'm here, laying in bed, thinking dying thoughts to myself.
"I'm going to die."
"I didn't even get to say goodbye."
"I didn't think it would end like this."
Etc, etc, etc.
One of the worst Slender Man dreams I have ever had in my life. I think I laid in that bed thinking dying thoughts for about a minute before I realized that my legs were there and my teeth were still in my mouth where they belonged. What scared me though is that before I realized that, I couldn't feel my legs; nothing from below the waist, actually. I think it took me a good hour and a half to get back to sleep again. I didn't have any Slender Man dreams the rest of that night. Kind of makes me feel Slender Man is manipulating my mind to dream of things I like (Zelda) and turning them against me to make me go nuts. It was all a happy dream at first, and then BAM, Slender Man dream where I lose half my body and all my teeth. And the fact that I didn't dream of Slender Man the rest of that night, considering I had the shit scared out me, creeps me out even more. Almost like it was a warning from Him.
"If you don't want me to come after you, don't get yourself involved. Otherwise things will be much worse than these nightmares where you die in pursuit of me."
That's basically what He may have been trying to tell me.
I'm going to try and get a good night's sleep tonight. Hopefully I'll have a good dream that will allow for a peaceful day tomorrow (weekend, yay. . .). I may tell you guys about my two other Slender Man dreams that I still remember next time I post. Or maybe I'll just put up a dream whenever the hell I feel like it. Consider it like a dream journal.
I actually have a bit of a bad feeling tonight. There are strange noises coming from outside the window, and allow me to remind you, I'm surrounded by freakin' trees. The weather is also very snowy though, so it's probably just me. I have a tendency to get paranoid with the noises around me. But then again, when you're on the look out for something like Slender Man, how can you not be?
Actually, I found something that was quite humorous today. A classmate of mine is always reading books, and the book of the day was a compilation of Greek/Canadian/Japanese/German/every other country's monsters/ghouls that have been found or encountered. Obviously, the Slender Man wasn't in there, but there was something in there that caught my eye.
For those of you that read M's blog or watched The Tutorial compilation video on compileTRUTH, the Tulpa isn't really a ghost, but more so a creature that's created from the effect of somebody constantly thinking about a certain creature. That's obviously how Slender Man came into view.
1. Paranormal Images contest is released on Something Awful.
2. Some douchebag creates the Slender Man.
3. People play I-Spy with the Slender Man pictures, and people even make blogs (marble hornets. . .)
4. Slender Man comes to life and starts killing people.
Yay, happy ending for all of us.
Except for the ones that are getting caught.
Okay, I'm done boring you guys with my crazy-person shit for tonight. If anything comes up, I may post again tonight (my sister is at a friend's place, which means computer-all-nighter for me). I can't help but feel that He is watching me right now. I'd better sign off before I intimidate him too much.
Peace be with you, Runners.