"Nah, I'm good." He says, looking up then going back to his swirls. Asher may or may not of written a list of top ten ways to die on his arm in blood… he mutters a swear when he messes up one of his swirls "Fuck" he murmurs under his breath after drawing a straight line instead of a swirl.
(Alrighty, I’m gonna wait for Bleu before we continue. I feel like we need a little bit of Tino to further the plot.)
yup!//
Tino was quiet as he watched the group interact. He holds onto Patch, she being the only person he really trusted other than Slenderman. He takes a quiet breath, trying to calm down. He looks around at the home before smiling faintly at Patch.
(So Tino has two personalities. There is his usual shy self, and the other self, Poison, which is basically his killer side)
(Great! That seems reasonable. I think he’d like Play With Me Sally. She’s pretty much the same way.)
Patchwork tips her mask back enough to show Tino that she’s smiling back, then Slenderman led Patch and Tino into the large building they now called home. They enter into a large foyer. Patch work stares around at the amazing architecture. There are people strolling, running, limping, or floating here and there. They’re talking, working, and a few of them are writing in black folders with a strange symbol on the covers. It was a red circle with an x slashed through it. Slenderman beckons them up a staircase to the right. ”Your bedrooms are located in the east wing. That’s where we generally put new proxies until we figure out their personality and fighting styles. Then we will separate them into different places accordingly.” They walked along a dark corridor, once and a while gaining flashes of light from narrow windows. Eventually, they come to a stop in front of two large oak doors. ”I’m afraid you two will have to share this room. I put up a partion, but you’ll still need to share a bathroom. The other rooms are not…. habitable right now. It’s a long story.” Slender sighed with the thought of fixing those rooms. …again. ”There’s one other room, but it’s much smaller, and I didn’t want to put either of you with that boy, Asher.” Slendy opens the heavy doors and reveals what looks to be a huge library converted into a bedroom. There was a door in the back. Slender points to it. ”That’s the door to the other side of the room. I’m sure you two will figure out who’ll sleep where. Here’s a map.” He handed one to each killer. ”This map is incomplete. We don’t know the extent of this place, but after losing a couple proxies, I put up a safety measure. If you get lost, just spin left twice, step forwards, and step backwards. That will activate one of my portals and deliver you directly to the kitchens. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must go take care of that other boy.” And he disappears into thin air. Patchwork walked over to the large bed and collapsed, absolutely exhausted. She took her mask off and tossed it to the floor. “I’m soooo tired…” she moans. “I haven’t slept in days.” She grabs her flask and tosses some of the contents down her throat.
Tino follows after Slenderman and Patch, his dark orbs taking in everything. He takes the map with a quiet 'thank you' before looking around in total curiousity. He hums softly as he looks around the room, his eyes wide. He looks over at Patch then towards his bed. He clambers onto it and nuzzles into the blankets.
Slenderman warped in front of Masky, Hoodie, and Asher. ”It’s getting dark all of you. Masky, Hoodie, you know your your assignments tonight. I need you two to draw those police that have snooping around the edge of the forest and eliminate those teenagers camping in the western half.” Masky sighed, crushing his stick in his fist, “Don’t even get to finish my cigarette. Damn, you work fast Slendy.” Slenderman ignored him and turned to Asher. “Would you like to get some rest in your room? Or are you nocturnal?”
****elsewhere****
Patch started drifting into a deep sleep, but as the darkness started to envelop her, she something flashed across her mind. ‘No. Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it. Don’t-‘ It didn’t help. She shoved her face into her pillow and covered herself with her blankets so she wouldn’t bother Tino with her quiet sobs.
"I don't sleep." is all he says, quickly making his way into the dark forest. But not before calling out a cheerful "See ya in the morning!" The only indicators that he was there is a splotch of blood and some torn up leaves.
Tino twists and turns in bed, whimpering softly at nightmares. He opens his eyes and looked around before walking towards Patch's bed. "P-patch?" He whispers in the dark, looking around, his dark orbs glittering in the dark. He was so scared, so nervous. And he couldn't stop thinking about the blood dripping from his body…
Patch was shaking tears running down her face and onto her pillow. She heard Tino call her name. She quickly tried to stop her sobbing. Didn’t exactly work. “I-I’m s-sorry Tino.” She said, muffled under her covers. “D-did I w-wake you?”
"N-no… I was having nightmares… C-could I sleep with you?" He asks softly. "Are you okay?" He whispers, sitting next to her on the bed. He didn't want her to be upset. She had been so kind to him since they met. He tilts his head, his dark hair falling into his eyes.
Patch starts st his request. “I-umm… I g-guess you can.” She pulls the covers off of her face and shifts so he can lay down next to her. “I-I’m f-fine.” She says. But a few more tears run down her face.
(I love this role play! My heart! And I love how Tino’s such a innocent [not including the whole “murderer” thing] sweetheart!)
Yes! Then there's Asher, the smart insane bean…//
(Asher is awesome! Yes. Insanely awesome! [pardon my tearable puns])
Wow. that was bad.//
(I know. If I were a dad, my kids would hate me. Lol)
i was talking to my friend and our convesation was just him: "I brought chips what did you bring" me: "An unhealthy amout of dad jokes"//
He nods and slips next to her, nuzzling next to her, seeking warmth and comfort. Those years with his abusive parent were the worst in his life. He hugs her, hoping to help her feel better as well, releasing a pent up sigh. At least she didn't push him away like his parents did.
Patch stiffens as the dark eyed boy snuggles up into her. Then she relaxes, and wraps her arms around his warm body. His presence was comforting. She nuzzled her damp face into his thick hair, feeling an emotion that she couldn’t quite place. She thought she had felt something like this before, but the feeling was ancient in her mind. She decided to stop thinking about it and let the hug drift her into sleep.
Theve known eachother for a day lol//
(How do you manage to create such a precious baby boi Bleu?! This is the kind of character I struggle with in my stories!)
Theve known eachother for a day lol//
(It’s not like they’re sleeping sleeping together. Plus, they both have emotional issues. They need someone to trust and love. Though, I see your point. Lol. By the way, I’m trying to get my friend to join Notebook and do Jeff the Killer for this forum, so just a heads up.)
I dunno lol. He's my cute side, I guess? shrugs//
It took him only mere seconds to fall back into his quiet breathing and easy sleeping. He felt safe for the first time in his life. He felt secure and happy. He gives a quiet sigh, shutting his eyes before falling into -for the first time of his life- a fitful and dreamless sleep.