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[Sha Noran]

[Jordan]

If no-one really minds me asking, why did Pravado leave? I know he was a bit passionate sometimes, but he did have a break from things and seemed to tone things down quite a bit and was quite apolegetic for his past behaviour.

(I had no internet for three months....and then a lot of users that used to come on here frequently don't post as much anymore)

[Sha Noran]

[ToTheFading]

So despite being woken up every 45 minutes due to an issue with our distribution/breaker board causing our burglar alarm to go off consistently all night, (thanks to the neighbors shouting at us telling us to "shut the fuck up" repeatedly from the street, there was nothing us or the 24 hour electrician could do, it's not as though we were doing it on purpose you morons), there were many jokes made as we sat up trying to sort it that it was clearly Slenderman's doing. Then, during one small stint of sleep I managed to get, I had a dream entry 76 was released. I woke up thinking "YAAAAAAAY-aww".

[TheJoker]

[Sha Noran]

Yeah let's just go ahead and say, there was some grumpy behavior all around and leave it at that. Quite off topic. Private message Jordan if you wanna chime in on that topic or perhaps just discuss it in the off topic thread... But frankly discussing this publicly without him here to defend himself isn't going to fly with the mods. So let's just not do that, lol.

[Serum]

I actually had a pretty good (albeit completely unrealistic) dream regarding the ending, last night.

Jay found Jessica, who'd been hiding out some sort of "general store" in a rural sprawl like area, with a crazy witch-doctor lady who'd been keeping her safe from the Operator. They got in their sedan and drove to some diner where Tim and Hoody were in disguise, eating. Jay pulled down the Hooded guy's hood revealing it to be a sort of stitched together version of Brian and Seth. Alex walked in with his craziness and slammed the BrianSeth person's face in, then took off. Tim held Jay and Jessica hostage, but they got away on horseback, then they found Alex, who had hung himself from a telephone pole. The Operator appeared, touched Jay, and suddenly it was 2006 again, and Jay transformed into the Operator and decided to haunt Alex during the filming of Marble Hornets, turning the entire series into a sort of "mobius strip."

[Ztakk]

[geekgirlinthefedora]

[Serum]

[Sha Noran]

[SilentMedusa]

Meanwhile, my Marble Hornets dreams have taken on the tone of crack fanfiction. I'll share my favorite:

It was season 1. Jay was play-by-play Tweeting while in some kind of park looking for something. It might have been the Red Tower. One of his tweets just said "Cat " with an attached twitpic. The pic indeed showed a cat. From the picture, we (Unfiction, following with baited breath) could see Jay was sitting on something, and the cat was in front of him with her forepaws resting on his knee as he pet her.

Two minutes later there was another tweet, which read "mouse". Twitpic attached. There was a lot of foreboding, but we bravely pushed ahead and opened it. The picture was of Jay, sitting on a bench and petting the cat. It had been taken from some distance away. It took exactly 30 seconds for Unfiction to realize totheark was there stalking Jay, and had just hacked his twitter to tell him so. Cue the collective freak-out.

One minute later Jay replied with the tweet "Bird." and a pic. A self-pic of a very unimpressed Jay flipping off his camera phone. Cue the collective high-fives.

30 seconds later TTA replied with "lol!" followed by a second tweet:"someone failedtheir spot check".

Unfiction collectively pounced on that last statement like- like-... like a big gang of things that pounce. It was impressive. In less than two minutes the source of TTA's mirth was discovered. When Jay's "bird" pic was enlarged, we could see over his shoulder that there was a building of some kind behind him. We could also see Masky peering around the corner of that building, watching Jay. Cue the collective brick-shitting, and a large flurry of sent Tweets to the effect of "get out of there, Jay!".

The best part? He actually listened to us. After almost an hour of silence, there was one last tweet that day: "Locked in my home safe; thanks for the heads-up."

[Serum]

I'm not, sure, but I think the 'witch doctor' lady in my dream was the lady who owned the antique store, now selling 'general goods' which consisted mostly of spicy pepper based jams and canned fineries.

[TheJoker]

Medusa, that was amazing. If you don't mind, I'm going to use the "cat-mouse-bird" exchange somewhere if I ever find a good place to incorporate it.

[Serum]

My dream was cooler.