In the night he called my name
In the woods from which he came
During the dead of winter
Feeling lost and bitter
He ensnares his prey with his many arms
He lures you in with his charms
He blends well with the trees
It is impossible to run and flee
He'll take over your mind before anything else
Leaving nothing but you, him and the night
As the snow beneath you melts
I lean into his arms
Give into his faceless charms
Let him mark me, make his brand
Forever his
The Slender Man
"Aura you gotta read this!" a girl shouted as she kept her eyes glued to the screen. This said girl had strawberry blonde hair that was in soft waves going down to her upper back, hazel eyes, and fair skin with light freckles going across her nose. She was slim and petite, with a very large set of breast—most likely silicone with long legs but that didn't seem to help her short height.
"Read what?" a voice asked, sounding more slow and sultry compared to the chipper bubbly blonde's voice.
"Come in here and I'll show you!"
An annoyed sigh was heard but shuffling was heard and a dark-haired woman who looked to be in her early twenties entered the blonde's pink and white room. The dark-haired woman had seductive almond shaped amber eyes, pale skin, rosy red full lips and a very curvy body with long legs. Her hair reached down to her lower back in waves, a few strands framing her face. [Imagine Lust from FMA]
The dark-haired woman looked at the blonde, annoyance clear in her eyes as she leaned against the blonde's vanity.
"Have you ever been on creepypasta Aura?" the blonde asked, grinning from ear to ear.
The dark-haired woman known as "Aura" scoffed, crossing her arms in an almost defiant way. "Puh-lease, that bullshit fake scary website?" she asked. "I've been on it once, read some story about Jeff the Killer and immediately decided that website was complete bullshit."
"Jeff the Killer is not bullshit! He's scary as hell!" she said, pouting.
"Nah I don't think he's scary…" Aura trailed. "He's homicidal for sure, crazy as hell, but he's kinda cute once you think about it, don't you think Elle?"
The blonde known as "Elle" frowned heavily, shuddering. "Jeff the Killer is far from cute!"
Aura gave her friend a smirk. It was odd that they have been friends going for five years, they had extremely different personalities, styles and taste when it came to men. Aura was the one who liked her guys pierced, tattooed, crazy or even sometimes serial killers—she always had a fantasy of dating one— while Elle enjoyed her men athletic, fit, and a smooth talker. But Elle was the one who usually brought the guys home.
Aura shrugged Elle off and then asked, "Did you find someone else "scary" like Jeffy?"
"No! I found something scarier," Elle said with a grin. Aura could only roll her eyes at her friend. Elle always seemed to be interested in the weird and paranormal for someone who was usually bubbly and loved everything sugar and sweet. Aura on the other hand didn't care for the paranormal, considering the fact she was a bit paranormal herself.
"Oh really now?" Aura asked, her interest slightly piqued, her hair moving on it's on accord back and forth. Aura would be considered…paranormal if you see it that way. Her hair seemed to act on her emotions sometimes or she could simply grab/move an object but using the strands of her hair—that would make her hair pretty damn strong, and she had an odd abnormality also that seemed to hit her in high school, her nails could grow extremely long and thin, and pointy, and could not even break.
Because of her "oddities" she didn't have any friends in school except she made friends with the local popular girl of the school—Elle—when they were forced to work on a project with one another, since then they have been stuck to each other like glue, and to add on the fact that Aura's "oddity" made Elle fascinated with her friend even more.
"Yeah!" Elle said enthusiastically, motioning Aura over to her laptop. "This creepypasta is about this creepy guy named Slenderman."
Aura went up to Elle, pulling a chair up and then gave her a look once she said the creepypasta person's name. "Slenderman? Really?" she asked with a mock laugh.
"Hey he's scary just read it dammit," Elle mumbled with a huff. Aura never believed anything really paranormal, brushing it off. Elle would say that Aura herself may be a bit paranormal, some weird hybrid of some sorts but Aura would only snort and say that her abilities were a mere genetic mutation in her body, but Elle believed otherwise…
Aura rolled her eyes but read the creepypasta out loud. [Italics= What She's Reading]
The Slender Man is a creature or being with various nebulously defined characteristics and abilities. Slender Man was first mentioned in Something Awful Forum's "Create Paranormal Images". Slender Man generally appears (in modern times) as a tall man in a black or grey suit, red or black tie, and white shirt, with no eyes, mouth, or clearly defined facial features. It has no hair, and generally has normal-looking bare hands. Slenderman typically is depicted in imagery and literature as between 6 and 15 feet tall, depending on the situation, and in video as around 6-7 feet tall. Because of its inexact nature, and differences between series, no one has yet determined what it is. Currently, the two leading theories as to what the Slenderman may be are the Tulpa Effect and Quantum Theory. The internet popularity of Slenderman has spawned a massive amount of interconnected ARG's, collectively known as the Slenderman Mythos.
"This is total bullshit Elle," Aura said looking back at her friend with a raised brow.
"Keep reading, keep reading!" Elle said quickly, flailing her arms around. Aura sighed in annoyance for what? The third time she thinks, and then goes back to reading it out loud.
Slenderman's original abilities included invisibility to select people, adult humans, or anyone without use of a camera, the ability to change height and body shape, the ability to shape its arms into tentacles, and the ability to sprout tentacle-like appendages from its back and shoulders to be used as additional arms or legs (or simply to instill fear into its prey). Many stories seem to indicate that it can control a person's mind, which became the basis for the Proxies in the video ARGs, a trend that would later spread to Slenderblogs. Slender Man also had connections to children, with many of the original stories revolving around disappearing children or featured Slender Man being sighted in photos with children.
As more stories came forth, however, the use of tentacles and tentacle-like appendages became less common, and the invisibility was limited or eliminated depending on the storyteller.
EMH, TT, ML, and DH all contain some sort of video and/or audio distortion, indicating that Slenderman has some sort of effect on modern digital instruments. This does not appear in any of the original accounts- however these mostly make use of photographs and video of primarily lower-tech varieties. EMH Has applied this distortion to be the effect of "Sigma Radiation", a radiation given off by Slender Man and The Rake. Sigma Radiation is also contagious, as it entered Evan's blood-stream when his arm is brutally maimed by The Rake.
EMH and ML also make use of "Slenderwalking", a term created to describe Slenderman's apparent teleportation, appearing, and disappearing at will. EMH independently indicates the use of selective invisibility to groups or individuals through head tilting, and also space time warping/teleportation between locations. Similar abilities were seen in early Slenderman accounts. EMH also hints at the affecting of mental health or control of it.
Elle grinned when she heard the slight amazement in Aura's voice.
Slenderman is connected with mythology, folklore, legend and cultures of different civilizations throughout the world. In Germany he's known as: Der Ritter, Schlankwald, Der Grossmann, etc. In the British Isles he's known as either fear Dubh or The Clutchbone. Here in the town of Double Springs, Alabama he's known as Slinkyman, Tall-White-Virgin, Men-In-Stalker, Tree Trunks—
"Aura! That's not what it says," Elle said with a heavy scowl.
Aura laughed, and rolled her eyes. "Slenderman is complete bullshit just like Jeff the Killer," she said with a snicker, but she continued to scroll down and saw a picture of him. She felt an odd shudder go through her as goosebumps came on her arms, a look of recognition flashed in her amber orbs before she shook her head.
"You suck you know that Aura?" Elle asked with a pout as she exited out of creepypasta and logged off her computer.
"Well that may be but atleast I don't suck a certain something," Aura said with a smirk. Elle blushed and huffed, flipping her blonde hair. "Whatever, atleast I bring home guys, you scare them all away with your death glare and weird macabre talk," she retorted, bending her index and middle finger together to emphasis her point.
Aura scoffed. "The guys who I try to talk to don't have the balls to handle a girl like me," she said, pretending to be un-phased by what Elle said but in reality it did make her stomach churn but not in a good way.
Aura then got up from her chair. "Where you going?" Elle asked her, looking at her friend.
"Work, remember I told you I work all day till closing time," she said. Aura really didn't feel like going to work, she worked at a bar that was usually filled with horny pigs, douchebags, whores or people who came there just to drown themselves in alcohol. She was glad she wasn't a waitress, but the bartender.
"Oh, well have fun then!" Elle replied chipper-like. "I don't have to work tonight, lucky me! ^^" Elle worked also but she worked at the local Hooters in town, she invited Aura to come join her since Aura had the body and everything but Aura declined, not wanting to dress in an outfit like that and serve buffalo wings to pussy-hungry men. No, thank you~
Aura nodded to her. "Well see you around midnight at least Elle," Aura said, going to her room that was upstairs from Elle's. Her room was black and red, the red dark like blood, the floor had a large circular back fur carpet, her curtains a dark red color also with black accents and her bed was white with black and red circular pillows of different sizes and black and red fur covers that seemed to mix with one another. She had mirrors on her ceiling, a mirror or two was cracked a bit dusty but she didn't mind. Posters of various bands decorated the wall along with paintings and sketches. In the corner of her room was a large book shelf, with books of mythology, demonology, fiction, non-fiction, and poetry alike, spider webs collecting on some of the books. Her room looked like it was fresh out of a Jane Eyre novel.
Aura dropped her black slip that she wore to bed last night, making her way to her bathroom, which happened to be the only thing white save for the white shower curtain that had black cat designs on it.
She pulled the shower curtain back, turning on the water. She then got in, hissing lightly at the cold but then sighed when the water became scalding hot soon enough. She liked her showers hot and steamy—no pun intended.
She washed her inky black hair and then her body, her hands running slowly over the curves of her hips and to her waist, the soap suds running down her body in an almost tantalizing manner.
Soon enough she was done with her shower, getting out of it. Her bathroom was steamy, and the large mirror in the bathroom was fogged up. She wrapped her black small towel around her body, ringing out her long hair. I should cut it soon. She thought. It's getting a bit out of hand.
She then went up to the mirror, wiping away the fog from it and gasped when she saw a faceless person behind her. She quickly turned around, noticing no one was there. She then let out a low nervous laugh. "Minds playing tricks on me again," she said to herself amused.
She then looked at her face, making sure nothing was off about her. She didn't want to wake up one day and notice that her nose was pushed into her face, her mouth was all twisted up with sharp teeth and she crazy as ears. She was fine with just her hair and her hand oddities. They were weird but they did prove useful in some situations.
She then went back to her room, drying off her body. She then dried her hair, sighing in relief when she run her fingers through her hair. Her hair moved around her, defying gravity and floating in the air. "Okay okay I know your happy you're all dry know," she said with a giggle, grabbing a strand, petting it lovingly. Her hair then fell down to her sides.
Aura made her way to her drawer, pulling out a her Emily the Strange bra and panties set. She pulled it on and went on to get dressed for work. The waitresses at her job had to wear black short shorts, a tight white v-neck shirt that had the bar's logo going across their breast and a black apron. But thankfully she could wear what she wanted, long as it was black and white. She threw on ripped black skinny jeans that hung low on my waist, a white baby tee that stopped a few inches above my belly button revealing her crescent shaped burn mark that she had gotten in her family house fire when she was younger—but that's a story for another time, fingerless leather black gloves, a leather cropped jacket and black combat boots.
She then grabbed her skateboard and headed out the door. Neither she or Elle owned a car, their jobs were about a fifteen minute walk away so they had no problems with walking or finding some other means of transportation.
She put her skateboard on the ground and then began to skate off to work, but she couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching her….
She arrived at work, walking inside, clocking in. It was only twelve in the afternoon right now, so work should be pretty slow for her.
She put her skateboard in the back and took off her jacket, putting her hair up in a messy ponytail. She caught sight of her boss, Shepherd Williams.
Shepherd was what many people would consider, a 'no-nonsense' type of guy. Shepherd had dirty brown messy straight hair that reached down to his shoulders, green eyes, tanned skin, tongue piercing and a bunch of tattoos on his arm.
Why hasn't Aura dated him?
Because 1) They are friends and 2) He likes blonde girls…or so she thinks~
"Hey Sheppy!" Aura said with a grin, hugging him from behind.
Shepherd blushed lightly and pulled away from her, composing himself. Shepherd wore dark colored jeans that fit him snuggly, a leather belt, black combat boots and a tight black shirt. He was simple and sexy, but that didn't seem to faze Aura at all.
"What have I told you about calling me that?" he asked, scowling heavily.
Aura gave him a sweet smile, shrugging. "Well since I don't care, I'll just keep calling you that." Shepherd just simply rolled his green eyes and waved her off. "Go start dammit before I make you work the whole night shift again tomorrow."
Aura eyes widened and she gave him a mocking salute. "Yes sir!" She then quickly ran off, going to work immediately.
[[Near Closing]]
So far working today was a pain in the ass. One of the waitresses called in sick—she obviously wasn't sick, Aura saw the waitress on her lunch break—so Aura had to fill her spot and had to alternate between bartending and being a waitress. So Shepherd gave her an extra pair of short shorts that was a bit too tight for her, hugging her ass and waist.
But that's not even the worse part, all of the men there were hounding her more than the other waitresses and a few made a grab at her ass, she had liquor spilled on her tanktop—purposely—and she and Shepherd were the last ones at the bar, kicking out the rest of the drunks.
"Ay don't be that Shep!" one the drunk regulars slurred out. "How about you jun me in 'nother drank and we cun have fun wit' da lurl ladeh here."
Aura growled, crossing her arms, having the urge to impale the man with her hair or her fingers. But Shepherd didn't seem to like the way the man was talking and scowled heavily. "I said get the fuck outta here Ollie!" he snarled out, getting ready to knock this drunk asshole out.
"All right all right, I's leaves now, but –hiccup- donn expeekt me to cum 'ere again!" Ollie slurred out and got into his Toyota truck, backing out of the parking lot and swerving unsteadily down the road.
"Think he'd be all right Aura?"
"I hope not," she said with a roll of her eyes. "One less asshole in this world."
Aura then made her way to the bar, grabbing her leather jacket and skateboard.
"You're not going to change?" Shepherd asked, referring to the scantily short shorts. Aura looked down and shrugged. "I'll be fine, I can handle myself Shep."
"How about I give you a ride?"
"Shep, my house is only fifteen minutes away, I can walk," she said, patting his scruffy cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow Shep." She planted a kiss on his cheek and headed out of the bar, not noticing the lovesick look in Shep's eyes or that he moved his hand up to touch his cheek.
Aura decided not to skateboard home at all but walk. There was a light fog rolling through but that didn't bother her, the street lamps above her flickered but that didn't bother her either.
Aura kept getting this odd feeling that someone was watching her but brushed it to the side, pulling out a pack of cigarettes from her jacket, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it with her Jack Skeleton lighter.
She took a long drag of it, humming to herself.
After a while she noticed that she had been walking for a while and she wasn't near her house yet and she was still walking along the street, the only lights were the street lamps that flickered off and on. She shuddered when she felt a cold chill run through her and she suddenly felt the sense of uneasiness wash over her.
She rubbed her arms and walked a bit faster. She kept getting an odd feeling like someone was following her.
Or something…Elle's voice said in her head.
Aura shook her head and scowled heavily. "Stupid fucking Elle and her paranormal bullshit," she muttered to herself.
"Aura…" a voice called out in the wind and Aura snapped her head back, turning around quickly. She felt her breath tighten in her throat as she saw the silhouette of a man. He looked tall wearing nothing but a black suit with a bright red tie, but against the fog she couldn't make out his face but could tell that he was bald.
A tall man in a black or grey suit, red or black tie, and white shirt…
They both were having a staring contest with one another is what it felt like to Aura, her cigarette now just dangling between her lips. Time seem to go slow as her and this random stranger never broke eye contact. The stranger then raised his hand—she noticed how skinny and long his arms looked, and he gave her a wave.
Aura looked at him strangely and waved back at the stranger, unsurely. She then turned on her heel and walked away slowly, still feeling the stranger's eyes on her back. She then tossed another wary look back, noticing that the mystery man was gone.
"Slenderwalking", a term created to describe Slenderman's apparent teleportation, appearing, and disappearing at will….
"Fucking fake ass creepypasta story," she mumbled as she flicked the cigarette to the ground, tossing the skateboard to the ground and quickly skated away, not once looking behind her.
A figure from the trees above watched her, head tilted to the side as it watched the mysteriously girl skate away. And the figure eventually disappeared into the fog.
A black suit, a black tie and he seems to lack a face
I looked away for a moment, he was gone without a trace
And I thought, Even if he's shy
What a charming guy
I don't have to worry
'Cuz I know Slendy's watching me
No one else sees him, it seems
He follows me in my dreams~
END
Author's Note: Who is that mysterious man? [I'm pretty sure you all know]
And I do you guys like Aura? She looks exactly like Lust from FMA except more taller, and a bit more of a bigger chest and w/o the Homunculus tattoo.
And the gore shall be happening soon. I mean this is love story mixed with gore and smut. And Slendy's tentacles! =^.^= —clings to his tentacles, swinging on them— Whee!
Slenderman:….-_-…..
I love you too Slendy!
Slenderman: . —raises tentacle menacingly—
Don't impale me! Hey how about this…you and Aura get to have some limey goodness very soon~
Slenderman: —lowers tentacle and a blush comes onto his cheeks— -/-
Hehe well excuse me while I tease Slendy, read and review…OR SLENDERMAN WITH FUCKING IMPALE YOU AND STEAL YOUR BABIES!
Alsoooo I forgot to say that the poem in the beginning was made by yours truly and the song at the end is a song I found on youtube about Slenderman, it's awesome. The link will be on my profile :)