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[Tyran]

The Overseer looked around the area, scanning the trees warily. He couldn't see a sign of the being, but it could be hiding from him. Watching him, staring right back at him.

He shook his head and glanced at the small camp his squad had made. A few tents, a couple of defensive placements. Squad 2 was inside the factory, seeing if it was good enough for a base. Squads 3 and 4 were exploring the town and trying to evacuate anyone still there.

*sigh*

Stupid, loyal people staying at a dead town. They'd pay for it soon.

At least the operation was going well, for now at least. The Overseer knew the military forces would arrive soon, hopefully with new supplies. He got up and started to walk to his squad, preparing to tell them the good news.

As he walked, he contacted the other squads.

"Squad 2, report."

"Blonski here sir. Storage rooms are empty. No structural damage."

"Jenkins. Part of the roofs collapsed in the main foyer, but nothing major."

"Adams sir. Boiler rooms empty. Some of the machines look broken, but nothing to report."

"Roger that. Form out outside, I think our reinforcements are inbound."

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Peek!

He ran out from behind the tree, running like an animal. The being dashed out unto the path and turned, staring at the trees for anything. It turned again, looking down the path nervously. Like a small child, the masked being turned back to the trees and pointed down the road. Although he couldn't see them, he knew people were coming.

The other being cocked it's head and looked at the Masked being, looking...contemplative? It turned back, making a small gesture with one arm for the Masked being to follow.

The apprentice ran back to the trees, the two of them returning into the forest to wait, and watch...

[Tyran]

[OT] Slenderman RP OOC/Rules/Profiles

[Dray]

Are you the only one controlling Slender Man?

[Tyran]

Honestly haven't decided yet. I guess if someone wanted to give it a shot, they could.

I still want to at least have Masky permanently.

[copperclock]

For first posts, are we in squads, or are the players the reinforcements? I'm curious as how to start. Could we get more setting information, maybe?

[Tyran]

Players are the reinforcements, S-Walkers are NPC's controlled by yours truly.

Your in squads, but not THE squads. Get what I mean? :p

And starting I guess would just be meeting up at the factory so the Overseer can brief everyone. Officers are all hush hush, so he's the one that gets to tell everyone about what they're doing here.

[copperclock]

Alison's sock had scrunched down in her boot, her heel was bare and it was really uncomfortable. But she didn't want to break ranks to hop around on one foot while she fixed her sock, she'd just get yelled at or something; and that was way more unpleasant than a scrunched-up sock.

She was curious- the particulars on this mission were very hush-hush, she hadn't heard anything at all about it. Just a quick salute and 'Pack your bag, Bingham, you're rolling out.' And here she was, thinking about her sock and what exactly was in store.

The place was definitely creepy, though. Everything looked grey and depressing, like Eeyore had been transformed into a town. Alison let out a quiet sigh, and waited for briefing.

[Magus00]

Walking along, Mike can't help but notice a sigh from one of the newer folks.

"Hey, cheer up, rookie. Soon we'll be blowing stuff up. That's always fun!"

He flashes her a mischievous smile and ducks back in line.

Thinking to himself, "Frick, this place is kinda creepy. Feels like I got eyes peekin' at me from all angles. Good thing I got Natasha here..."

He pats his grenade launcher and smiles to himself.

[Renren]

Couple things:

1. So we're using the MH world and its characters in this RP?
2. Is it too late to make a profile?
3. What if I don't want to be part of the squad, I just want to be a normal person who's maybe noticed some really weird stuff going on?

I'm completely new to RP's so.... I need help V__V

[Virus]

i'd like to pop in for a stint of controlling slendy for a little while
if that would be cool
not today
or tomorrow
because imma be busy
but maybe monday
or days you're busy on, tyran?

and lololol
plastic bag transformation
that'd be a terrible death
"OH GOD THIS PLASTIC BAG HAS TURNED INTO A TIGER AND IS MAULING ME"
"it's k son, we got ointment. dab a little bit 'o this on and you'll be fiiiine"

[copperclock]

Alison peered after him. "Blow stuff up?... There's really not much to blow up out here..." she muttered. She paused for a minute, then leaned down and tugged off her boot. After fixing her sock, she replaced the boot over the offending sock and relaced it.

She glanced at the guy patting his grenade launcher and frowned. "Just hope -we- don't blow up."

[Tyran]

[lifegospel]

As Bryce walked home from school, he couldn't help thinking abou what had been happening recently. For the past month or so, Bryce had been seeing things. Things that shouldn't have been there, hell, things that shouldn't have existed. He knew what it meant. The fact that Bryce could see them was... Well, it scared him. It meant that the tall man was back.
"Is this really happening again?" He told himself as he reached his driveway. "No, it can't be, I got help for that."
As Bryce walked into his house, he passed the small, black Subaru Outlander that let him know his mom was home. Surprisingly, the door was open.
"Hey, Mom," Bryce called, "Are you there?"
That was the last thing the young man remembered.

[lifegospel]

[Tyran]

But, aint I in control of Slendy? For now?

Or are you taking the reins? :3

Arrggghhh this is already getting confusing