forum Are You Scared Yet? (A creepypasta RP. OPEN!!)
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Name: Tino Valdez
Age: 15
Sexuality: Uhhh… doesn't know. Most likely pansexual.
Looks: Tino is small, agile and fast. He's got a lithe body. He has sharp obsidian colored eyes, and dark brown hair that sweeps in front of his eyes. He has slightly sun kissed skin. He's malnourished. He has a light look in his eyes, they turn a dark purple when he's the other side of himself. The other side of himself is stronger and faster, but he doesn't like being his other side since he looses all sorts of which wah to go. He's a bit on the gangly side. He has dark scars running down his back, chest and legs. He has a tiny scar on his eyebrow from a shard of glass that nicked him.
Clothes they wear on missions: Dark clothes so he can blend in
Everyday Clothes: and normally wears hoodies that are to big for him, darker colored shirts and pants. He normally walks barefoot. He has bandages wrapped around his knuckles.
Creepypasta Friends: Doesn't know, he's a new little one
Enemies: Doesn't know that either.
Hobbies: He loves music, and normally just writes or draws, or works on his knife work. He loves stargazing, you'll usually find him on the roof. He's really into water color, and you can never go wrong with offering to take him swimming.
Habits: biting his lip, tapping his fingers, tapping his chin when he's thinking, his lower lip trembles when he's lying, and his hands shake when he's about to cry.
Quirks: He has a slight eye twitch
Preferred weapons: Knives, lovely lovely knives. Throwing knives especially. He later moves on to a double sided double blade scythe.
Personality: He's very nervous around people, tense and jumpy. He hates being left alone and is a shy insecure teen. He hates being alone. He gets attached to people who are kind to him, always scared of abandonment. He likes being babied, but when he's serious, he doesn't want to be babied. He loves love and affection and is extremely touch starved.
Backstory: Slenderman found him dripping in his parents blood. He was holding the knife in a vice like grip. He told slenderman he saw monsters and that he had to kill them. All that's known is that he had abusive parents.
Other: The only person he trusts is Slenderman, and he's rarely around.

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(I won't be able to start till tomorrow. Sorta. Prolly not until Monday. I'm playing D&D RN and have homecoming to go to)

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(No, I think THATS good. I have to take an exam next period, but I'll be here.)

@Elder-God-Whisper work

(Okies!)

Slenderman was stalking someone… He moved silently within the forest, watching as the figure walked through the dead wood and leaves. This one was interesting… It seemed incredible that he had found so many potential proxies at once. He had his current proxies stationed all over, watching each one. He decided he'd approach this one first though… They seemed that they'd be more… receptive to his offer…

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(I've decided Poet isn't part of it yet. But will be once she's caught or found)

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Asher hummed and skipped through the forest, licking a red substance off his fingers. The forest he was in before was boring, at least this one had fun things! His steps were quiet, even though his moves were large and visible. He had a pair of overalls on over a white shirt, drenched with the same red substance all over his hands.

@V01DtheFae group

Jayden sighed laying flat on her back in the leaves that crinkled with her every move thinking of fun ways to kill and to die but she didn't think much about her death much more of her brothers' deaths. She had been waiting on Nino he was always late she never had that much patience to begin with so this was torture

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Rain was curled up against a tree, shaking, her dress covered in the same red substance, eyes red and wide with fear, as her hands shook. Her whole body shook. She couldn't believe what she had just done. But she did it. And now she was on the run.

@Elder-God-Whisper work

Daze drifted over the ground in an abandoned town, eyes shifting for an exploring soul that wasn't on there guard. She took a deep, rattling breath before beginning to sing sweetly in an unknown language. It was soft and sharp at the same time. Her voice sounded sad and lost.