Friday, 30 March 2012


Well damn that was exhilarating.

So there was some heavy movement among the proxies and I went to shut down whatever was being planned. I quickly started the slaughter they didn't put up much fight. You know I'm starting to think I'm really bad at spotting traps. I fought my way into a warehouse and suddenly heard gunfire and saw Harold enter from the other direction. The warehouse was entirely empty aside from the two of us and suddenly the doors closed behind us and locked. Just the two of us facing each other. It was obvious at this point we had fallen for a trap but we hadn't realized the true extent. We had assumed they had just intended to make us fight. We were, well not happy but, willing to oblige. We faced each other. The world around us unimportant. My sight through the bird's eyes revealed every aspect of his appearance. The tension in his arms and face, the wild look in his eyes, the barrel of the guns pointed at me. I smiled and pointed my sword at him.

Me: I must admit I've been waiting for this. Slaughtering these weaklings isn't satisfying at all.

Harold: Agreed. It will be a shame to kill you but it will be a very fun challenge.

I charged and he started firing. He was a great shot but I was fast and had been expecting it. Even so my dodge wasn't perfect. I felt bullets pierce my shin and graze my left shoulder but momentum carried me and I crashed into him. My blade pierced his shoulder and his guns pushed against my chest.

Immediately there was mocking laughter. We pulled back from each other quickly and stood up shakinly from our injuries. There was a woman watching us. She was wearing a black body suit with the operator symbol on the stomach and a skull mask. There was a scythe in her hands.

Harold: Who the hell are you?

Woman: The Grinning Reaper. My master has sent me to oversee the war here and deal with you two.

Me: Good luck with that. Your little blade will result in much more damage to yourself than me.

G. Reaper: That so.

Next moment she charged and reached me in seconds she was surprisingly fast. The blade raised and slid down through the skin of my chest. It hurt but the wound wasn't deep. As she stepped back it took me a few seconds to realize something was wrong. I could feel the birds pressing towards the wound but they weren't coming out. I looked down and saw a large burnt scar a long my chest. I was shocked and took a closer look at the scythe. There was an attachment to the back of the blade. Two rods apparently meant to push the wound closed followed by a red hot piece of metal which automatically cauterized the wound. It was ingenious. A weapon most likely specifically created to deal with nests. I was shocked, impressed and terrified.  Shots rang out and she disappeared instantly. She reappeared a few seconds later behind Harold and as he turned she jabbed the end of the scythe pole into his stomach and then turned it hitting him in the face with the back of the scythe blade. Steam rose from the site of impact as the super heated metal hit his face. He fell to the ground and she stabbed the pole into the sword wound in his shoulder and leaned down close.

G. Reaper: You two are pathetic. I can't believe you wimps are giving us so many problems. The master should be more choosy about his servants but I guess it's not my place to judge his choices.

I stood back up and lunged at her. She quickly pulled the scythe out of Harold and parried my strike swinging it around and slashing my chest again and then swung it back around slicing me again vertically. I stumbled back. I was going to die. We both were.

Harold weakly aimed his gun at her from the ground but without even looking she swung the scythe down and cut his hand off at the wrist. He cried out in pain but I noticed that the wound wasn't cauterized that time. She noticed as well.

G. Reaper: Hmm looks like the batteries have already died. I guess that means your safe for now Little birdy. I don't need the heat to kill the dolly though.

She swung the scythe down but I rushed forward and blocked it then slashed at her she jumped back and I pressed forward. She parried my strikes but didn't even try to fight back. I was weakening however and so when she parried my last strike I lunged in close so we were mask to mask and pulled off my mask. The birds swarmed out straight into her face. One of the birds managed to stab her in the eye with it's beak and I heard her scream in pain as a trickle of blood leaked out of her eyehole. She cursed and as the birds swarmed at her again she disappeared. The birds than turned on Harold but his mistress apparently decided then to help out as his body suddenly jolted to it's feet and was pulled out of sight.

After a few minutes I left as well. Things are getting far more interesting.

Thursday, 29 March 2012

Nothing important happened today so...

I figured I'd just expand on the idea put forth yesterday.

The way I see it the fears all fall into one of three categories.

Dangerous, Interested or Mischievous/Hateful.

Dangerous: The Slender Man, The Archangel and The Plague Doctor.

Interested: EAT, The Blind Man, The Convocation and The Cold Boy.

Mischievous/Hateful: The Choir, The Smiling Man, The Wooden Girl,

Well I guess saying they all fall into One category was a bit to simple for The Fears

The Rake: Dangerous and M/H

The Manufactured Newborn: Interested and M/H

Yeah actually screw it The Quiet doesn't fit anywhere... This idea is stupid... Oh and I saw a wall with an operator symbol on it then a strange new symbol and then another strange new symbol and then the operator symbol and yeah ad infinitum. At the moment the Operator symbol is on top. I'm guessing the other two are a new symbol for The Wooden Girl and The Convocation. I'll try and describe them I guess.

One was two objects next to each other that looked sort of like the peace symbol without the circle. The other was three lines essentially interwoven like tangled threads. I can't really describe either. Maybe I'll be able to get a pic later.

Wednesday, 28 March 2012

The Art of Slaughter

So for once I made the first move. The proxies have been filtering into the area slowly and expanding their influence. These ones are much smarter and more dangerous than the others. I guess having Slendy's backing really does make them more effective. They chose some really good buildings to hole up in. They also seem to keep a rotating schedule and lots of incendiary weapons. A straight on attack would be suicide as would "teleporting" in.

Oh also as to why I'm attacking the proxies as opposed to the dolls who are obviously a greater threat in the area. Well both our forces and The wooden Girl's know that the other is the greater threat but we also know that the proxies would get in the way and if we leave them be they will eventually be able to become a credible threat to the area. Especially since to be completely honest I'm not sure about The bird's or the girl's chances against Slendy. I mean I know they're all incredibly powerful but The Slender Man. He just seems so much more dangerous than all the others. The only ones who come close to him in terms of the sheer level of danger he exerts are The Archangel and The Plague Doctor. Again I'm not saying he's more powerful just that... Well actually I don't know what I'm saying.

Anyways that was kind of a tangent back to the story. So I knew that the dolls had started an open attack on one of the proxy hideouts and were pretty much being slaughtered but I guess that's one advantage the wooden girl has quite a large amount of expendable bodies to throw at people.

So I decided to make my move against one of the less fortified areas. A dilapidated apartment complex. Only 110 or so proxies inside and this wouldn't be the first time I attacked an apartment. I figured I knew what I was doing. So I intended to break in through a window. Immediate flaw. The windows are all bars and there are no balconies. So I ended up having to choose between entering from the roof or the front door. Both seemed psychotic and I actually found myself pulling one of those what if they know that I know that they know things. Eventually I just chose at random and entered from the main door. I kicked open the front door and found myself facing... Bodies. Lots of them. Each one with a single bullet hole in the head.

Well this just got far too familiar.

I was hesitant to continue but one if I was wrong then the birds would be pissed at me for chickening out and 2 if I'm right this might be my one chance to face him on fair grounds.

So I continued on my way climbing through the building. I actually ran into some resistance and at least two apartments are on fire now. Oh and about 16 or so proxies are dead. It's strange I had no problem killing the other proxies and I don't have all that much problem killing these ones but there was this one woman I ran into on the stairs who I found it incredibly hard to kill. She wasn't a really a threat she had no weapons to speak of. I still hesitated to kill her. I couldn't not think of May. Of course it was that sudden memory of May that made me rethink that idea about her being weaponless. The sudden hunch turned out to be accurate and I sliced off her hand as she attempted to stab me with a poisoned needle then I stabbed her in the chest and threw her down the stairs. I wasn't very high yet only about 4 floors out of 26 but it was still enough that I was able to hear the beautiful crunch as her bones broke on impact below. It occurs to me. I don't know whether I can be poisoned either. I really need to find out about this stuff.

The rest of my trip up the stairs was uneventful. I faced a few more proxies burned down a few more floors and ran into a few more bodies. It was definitely him but he obviously wasn't being very thorough. Almost as if he was just running to the roof for some reason. I eventually stopped being thorough as well overtaken by an urge to follow him and I reached the roof shortly. The moment I stepped out onto the empty roof my senses told me I was an idiot. I ducked back into the roof access door just as the bullet passed by where I had been standing.

That was his plan. I'm not sure if it was specifically expecting me somehow or he was just trying to lure the proxies to the roof either way he had almost gotten me. I removed my mask and one or two birds swarmed up. I scoured the rooftops but he was gone. I went back down and continued cleaning out the place.

All in all not a bad job but I need to be way more careful of Harold.

Monday, 26 March 2012

If knowing what's going on is that important to you...

So yeah after me and Harold pretty much ended the proxies in this area The Convocation and Wooden Girl both staked claim to the area as opposed to letting Slenderman keep it and repopulate it. Obviously this pissed off Slendy as well as each other.

The convocation seem to be of the opinion that we have the upper hand since the proxies fear me and the dolls now respect my power. I'm not sure it's gonna be that easy but, what the birds want the birds get.

So time to kill some dolls and even more proxies. Oh and should probably be sure to stay away from windows and streets since you never know where Harold might be with his Sniper rifle. If possible I'll be settling all engagements in doors where Harold can't pop me from 300 yards.

Yes I am obsessing over Harold a bit. To be honest he scares the hell out of me. I'm sure I scare him as well but yeah. He's definitely going to be the greatest threat to me in this war.

Well at least since the masters intend to settle things among themselves personally so us minions don't have to worry about them coming in and just wrecking us.

That's uncharacteristically fair of them actually.

Well not that I can really judge any of them on character of course.

Oh my god I just realized. For the second time I'm going to be facing off against a dangerous enemy named Harold.


A lot can happen in one night.

So we found the proxy base there were about 30 or so inside. I wanted to flush them out with the birds but the dolls had more fun ideas. We barricaded the doors and then burnt the place down. I'm sure a few pathed out but I'm also sure many wouldn't have been smart enough. Final death toll unknown. Either way though we decided not to wait and moved on to our main target. Me and Harold alone using our respective travel methods arrived inside the proxies' main area back in their territory. They were caught by surprise. I released the birds and Harold released the bullets. Amazingly despite the air being filled with birds he managed not to hit a single one with his bullets.

And in such a simple way we ended the war. Or at least the major part of it. We spent the better part of the day hunting down the survivors.

Oh and The Convocation is now part of a Three way War with The Slenderman and The Wooden Girl. But that's not important right?  


So I arrived in The Wooden Girl's territory and immediately I came upon a few proxies fighting a few dolls. I charged in and stabbed one. The proxies were caught by surprise at my appearance and began to freak out but one managed to get them back under control. A few turned their attention on me including the one who I now assume was the leader. The dolls continued fighting fanatically, unable to stop or die until their mistress allowed them. Meanwhile, I engaged the proxies. The leader stayed back as I slaughtered his underlings and I admit I made the mistake of not keeping my eye on him during the melee.

After I slaughtered the last of his subordinates I turned to look for him and found him standing a few feet from me a molotov in his hand and about to be thrown. The world seemed to slow as I watched his hand moving forward. His fingers releasing from the bottle... then there was a whistle and the bottle exploded. The leader erupted in flame and started screaming. Immediately he began running towards me I readied to stab his flaming body but suddenly there was another whistle and he lurched to the side as if struck. He lay burning on the ground and a moment later Harold was there a sniper rifle in his hands.

So yeah soon the battle was over. We won of course. Only two dolls were broken beyond repair and 13 proxies were murdered.

Apparently Harold is trained not only in thrown projectiles but is an expert marksman as well. He's had lots of years to train. By which I mean he's apparently 200 or so years old. According to him The Wooden Girl's control extended so deep within him that she actually controlled him on a cellular level somehow and was able to prevent his cells from degenerating essentially giving him immortality and the inability to age.

That's pretty interesting. I'm not really sure whether or not I can age or die of old age. I should probably ask that at some point.

So yeah me and Harold plus a few dolls are heading out to take down the proxy base of operations here in Wooden Girl territory.

Saturday, 24 March 2012

Time to move

Well they burned down my house. I wasn't there at the time. Seems kind of useless. I mean I was actually quite attached to that house but I doubt they knew that. They know I'm not a runner right? They realize they're dealing with an inhuman monster like themselves right?

Either way looks like it's time to show them exactly how stupid picking a fight with me was.

Apparently a large group of them have settled in The Wooden Girl's area to take out Harold and I destroyed the settlement in our area so I'm going to go meet up with Harold and help him and his doll friends kick these idiots out.

Friday, 23 March 2012

Extermination with extreme prejudice.

Proxies without their leader are apparently quite disorganized. Sure they still have higher ups to hold them together but without anything to command the higher ups they're hierarchy fails somewhat. This seems to be the only logical explanation as to why I just managed to kill about twenty who had decided to hide and wait in a house exactly across the street from me.

Really guys?

That was the best base of operations you could come up with?

Me and two other nests descended on the house at about 5:00 AM.

We each broke a window around the house and then flooded it with birds. We slaughtered them as they came running out.

We could have also just destroyed the entire place with lightning but that wouldn't have been as fun.

So far it seems this war will be easy as hell.

Thursday, 22 March 2012

This is War.

I do not care who's side I'm on... Sorry about that. I love that thing. Horrible murderers can love internet comedy why not?

Anyways so yeah I'm back home and I just got news that I was right the proxies of that area have declared war on me and Harold for our part in the deaths of a number of their members. Interestingly they have no backing at all from Slendy who has apparently given me the go ahead to wipe out every last one of them.

Just that certain branch though not like every proxy ever or anything. Essentially it seems this branch is now considered to be some sort of renegade loose cannon and Slendy doesn't really care about them now. 

So kill em all?


Wednesday, 21 March 2012

The Folly of Rationale

So it turns out that despite the special circumstances and their master essentially telling them it's over the proxies are still pissed for some reason. Probably feel that even though they attacked us we're the bad ones for killing some of them.

Had to kill two more who attacked us as we were preparing to leave. Hopefully that's the end of it but something tells me it won't be. Either way I'm back home and everything is normal again for now.

Tuesday, 20 March 2012

Viva la Muerte

It's over.

All the lies have gone.

The proxies attacked en masse and the last piece fell into place. I left Harold and the birds to handle it while I went to talk to May.

Me: May?

May: Yes?

Me: You're The Dying Man.

May: What?

Me: It's obvious. Been obvious for a while.

May: The hell are you talking about.

Me: A few things still don't make sense. I don't know why you can still use the path and I can't believe that all of your responses have been acting. However your attempt to throw us off with Jerry was actually a mistake. It wouldn't have been but you told me your entire plan before doing it. You pretty much said it explicitly in the comments. Jerry died roughly 4 hours after you and he... You poisoned him with your special concoction. No symptoms just sudden incredibly Dying Man like death. Now you and Jerry were the only ones who read my blog here and you only talked about the poison with me so there's no way that Harold could have known about the poison and Jerry was the one who was poisoned. So we're the only ones who know about your poison. I never touched Jerry before he died so it had to of been you.

May: What are you talking about. I didn't kill Jerry!

Me: You're still denying it?

May: Of course I'm denying it! It's not true.

Me: Ok last hint. The comments from The Dying Man stopped immediately after you were put under watch. Probably because you wouldn't be able to sen them without us seeing now.

May: ... I swear it's not m-

Suddenly her appearance seemed to change. I don't mean she looked different I mena she suddenly seemed more relaxed and she was smiling.

May: Well you got me. Not that I really expected you not to.

Me: May?

May: No. Not anymore. You're talking to The Liar now.

Me: ...

The Liar: I can answer your last few questions. She could still use the path because until the first time she used it The Slender Man didn't know I had possessed her. As for why she seemed so sincere in her reactions. It's because she was sincere. She had no idea she was possessed. See I'm a little different than most of the other pieces. I don't necessarily take control of my host immediately. I also never let them know they're possessed until I no longer need them. I control them with subtle subconscious hints or I possess them temporarily and blank out their memory of what they did. I convinced May she wanted to sleep with Jerry then took control and poisoned him. She was the one who told you about the poison in advance however. Rather wish she hadn't but it was too late by the time I realized the mistake she was making. I was also the one who told you I couldn't possess you.

Me: So what happens now. You just going to let me kill you?

The Liar: I wasn't lying I can't possess you. Even if you would never know it. The convocation would and they'd rip you to shreds before I could get any use out of you. I can't run. The proxies are after me at the moment and this body would be killed when I tried to flee even if I managed to get past you. I suppose I'm at your mercy. Fortunate for me that I chose a body you may be at least slightly adverse to harmi-

Me: Nope.

I rushed forward stabbing her/him/it in the chest.

She/He/It gasped in surprise then fell against me. I thought she was going to infect me try and take me with her but she didn't. Suddenly it was May again looking up into my lack of a face.

May: Sorry... I didn't know.

Me: Sorry I did.

Then she reached up and kissed me on my lips. I guess in her dying moments she wasn't bothered by the fact they're sort of a charred rough mess. She pulled back smiled weakly and died. I dropped her body and suddenly The Slender Man was there. He seemed to be looking at the body then at me. He nodded and disappeared with the body.

I went back to Harold and the proxies were gone. I told him what happened. He just shrugged and said "Job done."

His lack of empathy made me feel a little better.

So we're preparing to head back now.

How much do you want to bet I'm not even going to get a day of rest before The birds give me another assignment that will become some crazy adventure.

Almost makes me wish I was an ignorant human again.


Monday, 19 March 2012

Puzzle solving and god damn ninjas.

I've been racking my brain about a number of strange events. Jerry's death, May's survival, The Dying Man using May's username to mock me and why The god damn Slender Man attacked us. I think I figured out how they all fit together and I'm not happy.

Also Harold has officially earned some respect from me.


Because apparently he's a fucking ninja.

A Proxy paths in suddenly while I'm busy. Harold is out of the room doing who knows what and The proxy lunges at May. Next thing. Harold is there and the proxy is pinned to the wall. Throwing knives embedded in his neck, shoulders and wrists.


Apparently Harold is really good with projectile weaponry. Guess that Mask head shot he got on Slendy wasn't just a fluke. As for how he got there so fast he just shrugged said "I'm a doll" and went back to whatever he was doing.

I now have to wonder why he didn't use these skills any of the previous times they would have been helpful.

Although really I can't think of any other times he was really needed. I was pretty adequate protection until that moment so I guess he just felt I could handle things.


I'm actually starting to like Harold.

With the way this is going I bet if TB had survived longer he'd of become my best friend.

I blame Portnoy. 

Sunday, 18 March 2012


Yeah so unless Slendy himself has been possessed by The Dying Man we are in fact actually being attacked by proxies not The Dying Man. Two more pathed in but this time we were slightly more ready and they were dispatched without any damage. Then our good friend Slendy showed up again and he was psychotic. His tentacles just lashed out at all of us. I'm amazed we weren't injured. Something stopped him for a few seconds and we ran for it. Had to kill our way through a small crowd of proxies before we were clear.

Not saying where we are now. Course Slendy can find us if he wants to and I doubt his proxies will have trouble finding us either so...

This just in apparently Harold is actually the reason Slendy stopped attacking. He apparently tossed my mask at him. (I took it off based on Proxiehunter's comment and I've been meaning to get rid of it but I've been hesitant.) Anyways apparently he threw the mask at Slendy and it landed directly on his head. Apparently that must have surprised him or something. Wish I'd seen that. Anyways yeah we're not going to be getting any sleep tonight gotta stay up and make sure no more proxies show up. Hopefully he won't attack personally. I doubt we'll be lucky again.

Saturday, 17 March 2012

No no no no no!

Why does fate continually conspire against me!

Ok so we're trying to figure out what the fuck happened and suddenly some asshole Proxy paths in and stabs Harold in the fucking eye! What the hell?!

I killed the fucker and Harold is still alive if in incredible pain but what the fuck?!

Where the hell did this guy come from?! Why did he randomly stab one of us?

Is it The Dying Man? Is that possible? If so I'm probably infected again...

Just... god damn it. What the hell guys? 

Friday, 16 March 2012

Ding dong the witch is dead.

So yeah Jerry was apparently The Dying Man... Somehow. A couple of minutes ago I came back grudgingly to relieve him of duty and as he was leaving he brushed by me and dropped dead.

It was classic Dying Man behaviour. Course that would make me the new host. Also when the hell would he have been infected? I'm pretty sure May didn't infect him during... That. And of course I know I'm not infected so what the hell. Oh important info either May really isn't infected or she's a great actress. When he dropped she screamed and rushed over to the body I had to pull her away from him.

Then again it's not impossible that The Dying Man is a great actor. I think I mostly just want it to not be her. Either way though this needs to be figured out soon since the others, May and Harold of course, are watching me warily now. She seems to of forgotten that by her own words I can't be infected.

This is just confusing as fuck.

I also can't shake the fact I'm missing something.


Ok so... I just walked in on something interesting. Jerry is a dumbass. Ok so I walked into May's room to ask her a question that came to mind. I forgot it immediately. Yeah they were um. Naked and yeah. So May and Jerry... Great guard duty Jerry. I'm pretty sure not letting the person you're watching seduce you is one of the first rules of guard duty. Then again not like anything happened. Neither of them died on contact or anything.

I mean The Dying Man can pass without killing his previous host. I remember reading that somewhere but there would have been something right? I would have been able to tell if there was an infection. Right?

Actually yeah I don't even really care at the moment. I guess it's true. Now I really want to stab both of them. Well maybe stab Jerry and just do... something to May.

God damn it Portnoy. I hate having these... Feelings. Jealousy, Love, I'm used to hate but the others annoy me.

I should have stabbed you to death when you were vulnerable. I hope I never see you again. Oh god... I just said that... Now I'll definitely meet him again.

TL;DR I walked in on Jerry and May having sex. I'm not happy.

Thursday, 15 March 2012

Trail has gone cold.

So yeah we have no leads now. May hasn't been able to supply any helpful information and The Dying Man hasn't contacted us again yet. I'm not watching May anymore. I needed to get some sleep so Jerry will be watching her tonight.

I have a bad feeling about this. I don't know if it's just my hatred of Jerry or whether it's actually something bigger than that but I have ill omens.

A disturbing thought just occurred to me. What if it's Jealousy?

I don't like May like that do I?


So we went to meet May. She was waiting for us and when we arrived she carefully stood up. She had been sitting. We're not stupid we remained wary of her and she understood that. She made no physical contact with any of us as we returned to the hotel. So what we've got so far. She has no memory of what happened after her conversation with me on the phone. She has no idea how she got here. She tried to go to The Proxies first but they tried to kill her. Our fault as well of course. We warned them she was infected. After she contacted us finding out that we had followed her here the events of our last meeting and then she managed to read my blog and found out what had happened.

She knows we still can't trust her but she swears she's not The Dying Man. I want to believe her but it's still dangerous. We're keeping her under watch. I volunteered for the job.

She has also raised a very good point. I'm technically immune to The Dying Man. At least it would be foolish for The Dying Man to possess me. The birds would know and they'd kill me before it could use me for anything. Probably even destroy it entirely since it would be unlikely it could transfer from my, either electrified to atoms or torn apart, corpse.

Me and May had a little conversation about her life as a proxy. Apparently she has never killed anyone but she has been responsible for some deaths. Apparently she's good at creating poisons. I asked where she learned this and she responded she had studied poisons and botany before she was proxied. Not for any real reason as she was quick to inform me. She was just bored and found poisons interesting. Not many proxies use poison apparently the majority she met preferred a more face to face approach however a few did and they all went to her to get the poisons they needed.

She told me about this special poison she created that takes exactly 4 hours to kill someone. It's apparently a cocktail of a number of poisons and pharmaceutical drugs that when combined create a very effective poison with no noticeable side effects. She blushingly admitted that she named it May's Gift. I think she was a little insulted when I laughed at the name because she became quiet at this point and expressed a desire to go to sleep.

Gotta stay up all night to watch her.

Have a good night everyone else out there. 

Wednesday, 14 March 2012

Ok so the question now

Do we go back to Archangel territory and start searching hoping to get lucky or do we stay here and hope to god we get lucky?

Tuesday, 13 March 2012

Everything you know is wrong.

We found May today. The Three of us confronted her in a park. When she saw us her eyes lit up and she rushed to us with glee. We all backed away knowing what her touch could do. She stopped confused and asked us what was going on? Before me or Harold could reply Jerry pulled out a gun and fired at her. The idiot missed. She jumped back and looked at us with pain and fear. Jerry aimed the gun again and she disappeared. She used the path. Is that normal? Can a Dying Man infected Slenderproxy use the path? If not does that mean she's not infected? If she's not infected then what the hell happened to her and who is infected?

I think The Dying Man tricked us...

Wait if May isn't infected we should find her and explain.

We've been hunting an uninfected Slender agent... that might be why Slender seemed so angry.

This is so confusing.

What the hell do we do now?

Monday, 12 March 2012

An interesting greeting.

So we arrived and set-up in Slender Territory and we were greeted by The Slenderman himself. He showed up in our hotel room and just stayed there for a few hours. Yeah not sure what his intentions are. There was a terrible feeling when he was there. It was like rage. I'm sure the others felt it. Oh and Harold got a call from The Liar. I think... It sounded like May. It was crying and begging us to come find her. She said she didn't know what happened. she can't remember anything after The Dying Man broke into the place she was hiding.

It must be some kind of trick or he's mocking us right?

Sunday, 11 March 2012

Lucky Break

May has been spotted. We know where to go next. We're on the move right now. Back in The Car. I actually kind of miss May's tone deaf singing now.

Saturday, 10 March 2012


So I told the others about the message. After a short conversation we decided that the message probably meant that it was heading to Slender territory. There are two Slenderman controlled areas nearby and we're not sure which she probably went to. We've notified both to be on the lookout for her and to alert us if she's sighted. It sucks having to just wait here. Especially since the longer we wait the more likely it will just jump again.

Thursday, 8 March 2012


We've been searching all day but there's no sign of may or the man. Wherever The Dying Man is we can't find him. I did find something though. May's computer was open to a certain webpage. I thought you might be interested in it.

So yeah.

We're still searching. No luck so far.

Wednesday, 7 March 2012


We lost contact with May for a while and when we got contact again there was a banging scratching sound and heavy panicked breathing. It took a while before she actually spoke and al she said to Harold was pass me to Faceless. So I took the phone.

Faceless: Hello?

May: Hey. So... *Nervous laugh* He found me. I still can't access the path and I'm trapped. I still have no clue where I am and he'll get in here any second. I'm not a fighter never have been. I'm pretty much entirely useless as an agent. Never even killed anyone. The master probably sent me on this mission to get rid of me.

Faceless: If he takes you it will make him more identifiable to the rest of us. Your death will be of use at least.

May: That's nice to know... Anyways I wanted to say something to you. *Pause. The banging getting louder* I lied about my name. Dalia is my real name. May is my preferred name.

Faceless: ... So you switched them when you told us knowing we'd call you by what we thought was your real name just to be dicks?

May: Pretty much.

Faceless: *Pause* Goodbye May.

May: Goodbye.

*Call ended*

Yeah... I don't have anything else to say.

Tuesday, 6 March 2012


So May called Harold today...

Not The Dying Man. May herself. At least we're pretty sure it's her. I guess it could be a trap... It's a pretty weak one though...

Apparently The Dying Man attacked her and TB and she panicked and ran (Great agent huh?) She has no idea where she is now and for some reason she can't access the path. I didn't hear the conversation but Harold said it sounded like she was crying. So the birds are scouting the city for her and we're trying to get her to describe where she is. So far her descriptions have not been helpful. It's almost like she's not even in the city anymore.

I'll post more when something happens.

Oh and you guys in the comments have any suggestions I'll be glad to hear them.

Monday, 5 March 2012

Good job guys. Clap yourselves on the back.

Well as everyone in the comments predicted things almost immediately fell apart. We lost contact with TB and May almost immediately and later we found TB um dismantled I guess. Organic and mechanical parts spread around like he had exploded from inside. We still haven't found May and we're assuming that our target is now her possessed body. Worst of all Jerry and Harold are fine.

So good job comments people you have better foresight than me.

Congratulations on that.

Sunday, 4 March 2012


So I told the others what I saw and my theory.

Here's a transcript so I don't have to write it out like a narrative.

Me: Ok guys I have some interesting news.

Harold: What?

Me: I think this threat might be The Dying Man.

*Jerry suddenly drops slightly in his seat but no one else seems to notice*

May: What? Why would The Dying Man be targeting us?

Me: I don't know but remember that rude little girl who tackled me earlier? Yeah well I sent a bird to spy on her and not only did I realize she looks exactly like a younger version of the woman from the video-

Jerry: Karen

Me: -Karen? Whatever anyways I'm pretty sure I saw her body jump. She enticed some old pedophile into a back alley and then suddenly dropped dead and immediately the man knew enough to locate and dispatch my spy.

TB: *Made a sound like a tea kettle whistling*

Me: You said it man.

Harold: So what now?

Me: Well I'll give you a description of the man from the best of my recollection and then we need to go out and find him. But first... Jerry you are the least subtle person I have ever seen. Would you mind telling us everything you know about the situation?

Jerry: *Visibly stiffens* I don't know what you're talking about.

Me: I'm not allowed to kill you but I'm pretty sure I am allowed to hurt you.

Jerry: ... Right. *Sighs* Ok The Girl in the video is named Karen Hunty she was one of our father's targets. She broke into a special meeting of some of our higher ups trying to get revenge or something who knows. However we've actually known about the Dying Man we're currently facing for a while. We knew one of our own was infected and we'd narrowed it down to one of the people in the room. See we'd been tracking it. It first showed up having apparently infected a puppet. It was considered worthy of watching due to the high level of stealth it showed. Apparently The Girl herself had no clue her puppet was infected since it never attempted to resist her manipulation until it managed to transfer to one of the willing dolls at which point it fled and we lost track of it until it resurfaced hiding in a low rank Slender Proxy. We decided to move then and capture the infected Proxy. We did. Then it "mysteriously" died and we realized it had somehow managed to jump into one of us. We were able to pinpoint all those who had any contact with it and brought them all to one place where they were all to be murdered hopefully ending the infection. Of course that's when Karen, misguided bitch that she was, broke in and killed them all for us. That wouldn't of been a problem except she of course didn't take steps to stop herself from being infected. The video was sent by the infected Timberwolf to mock our failed effort to contain it.

*Everyone was silent*

Harold: So you guys fucked up and lied about it so we wouldn't find out. You expected we'd come in solve the problem and you guys could just sweep it under the rug like it never happened?

Jerry: Pretty much.

Harold: Well fuck. Alright Faceless give us the description. We're going to search this city from top to bottom and find the motherfucker. Got it?

So now we're heading out in teams of two and Jerry on his own because fuck him. We're going to cover the entire city with just the 5 of us. Great...

Saturday, 3 March 2012

While we were waiting.

So we have no idea what to do next. Jerry and his buddies are being incredibly tightlipped about something and so Harold is trying to get them to open up. The rest of us are just waiting around. Out of the blue May decides to tell us her story. I'm reposting it here because I have nothing better to do. Apparently May had a classic slender experience mostly. She met him once as a little girl and he started stalking her a few years later until she eventually decided to work for him as opposed to having her intestines strung up on a tree like christmas tinsel. The only difference is there was a bit of fear involvement. Specifically her family was killed. She's still not sure which fear it was exactly but she knows it was one of the humanoid ones. Because she saw it leaving the house after and smiling at her as it waved a bloody knife at her. I questioned how she knows it wasn't just a Proxy. Her reply was she could feel a wrongness coming from it when she saw it that she has only since felt when meeting with one of the Fears. Well anyways yeah that's her story. Was that interesting? No? Didn't think so.

Wait... Somethings happening with that girl. She's left her house. Wait a minute that's it! It's her! She looks younger but it's the same girl from the video! Wait she's approaching some guy on the street. She's walking towards an alley now and he's following her. The bird is following as well. They're... They're making out. Ok guy is a pedophile and she's a prostitute that's nice info. Wait she just dropped to the ground and now he's leaving. The bird is following the guy. He's stopped. He's staring at the bird and smiling. God damn it he just shot the bird!

Ok... So little girl version of the girl from the video just went into an alley with a guy, kissed him, dropped dead and now the guy killed the bird. Oh god damn it I think I know what we're dealing with.

Friday, 2 March 2012

Seven Days

You ever get that feeling of Deja Vu when watching something and you realize that you're not fake remembering an event in your life but actually referencing something you remember from somewhere else that happened exactly the same way. No? Well whatever.

We've been watching the last recording for a while now. On repeat. There's something off about it yet at the same time familiar. I know I'm not the only one who feels it. The other 3 who came with me also seem to be deep in thought trying to recall why this is so familiar.

Also Harold is now going out of his way to try and get close to me now that he thinks he knows why I don't like him. He seems to be ignoring the fact I don't really like people in general.

The birds are still watching that girl for me but she's out of view at the moment. Has been for a while hiding in her bedroom. Almost like she knows she's being watched.

Thursday, 1 March 2012

God damn kids...

We finally get to our destination and the moment I get out of the car what happens? Some dumbass little kid between 14 and 16 just crashes into me bowling me over. Surprisingly heavy little girl she scrambles on top of me for a bit and then manages to get to her feet and run off in the span of a couple of seconds. I wanted to kill the little bitch but Harold stopped me from going after her. Apparently we don't have time for mindless bloody murder. Anyways we went to talk to The Timberwolves and they told us a bit more information. Apparently this woman (The threat) burst into the middle of a meeting and killed everyone including a rather high rank (of whatever hierarchy Timberwolves use) member. They only know what happened because one of the members had been transcribing the meeting and had recorded the woman entering and sent the recording presumably shortly before he died. They were able to piece together everything after the recording based on what they found. IE: A number of corpses, the senders smashed laptop and a number of spent shell casings and bullet holes. Apparently they initially thought it was just a runner who got lucky but further recurring events have started to make them doubt this woman is a normal human being. Apparently they're quite glad I'm part of the taskforce because at least one of them has been following my blog and fears this woman may be another Harold. That's just fucking great...

Humorously though apparently Harold. (The Doll Harold not Smokey) has not read my blog and complained thoroughly about being compared to this woman. Me and May and The Timberwolf (named Jerry. He's going to join us now yay -_-) had to explain who Harold (Smokey) was and what had happened. So that was amusing.

May, Jerry and TB are planning what to do next I'm over here updating my blog and being bored and Harold went out for a while to get us some pizza or something I don't know I wasn't paying attention.

Oh about that girl from earlier. I may not be able to kill her now but I asked one of the birds to watch her so I can find her again once this is over.