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The Slenderman Meme

You might find yourself somewhere familiar, like at home, or perhaps you took a hike in the local park, or deiced to explore some abandoned buildings. Or instead you might wake up somewhere unfamiliar, like a hotel room or in a field, or a forest or strange abandoned building. It doesn't really matter either way, because something just feels wrong like you're being watched. Your eyes dart around, and you see a strange, tall, suited, faceless figure in the distance. He stands there as if watching you. Perhaps you decide to go up to him, that might not be the best idea as he might attack. Instead you might run for your life but it seems that he always catches up with you. If you happen to have or find a video camera, you might find that it records fine, but later you'll notice some strange audio and visual distortion. Either way he's always watching. Ⓧ

How to play.

1. Pick or use an RNG to decide what Slenderman's origins are.
2. Do the same for your characters role.
3. Put your character's name and canon in the title, along with their role and Slendy's origins and optionally write a small starting scenario. Slenderman should be an NPC for the sake of convenience.
4. Pick a role (if you didn't) and tag around. Now your two characters meet up and are being watched by Slendy. Do they work together or do they fight instead?

Slenderman's origins:

1. A faerie - Slenderman is a malevolent Fae, who lurks the forest who takes away the naughty children, who didn't listen to their parent's warning about not going into the forest.
2. A demon - Slendy's being straight from hell, who came here to torment people and make the paranoid.
3. An Alien- He's not from this plant, maybe he came here simply to watch or to invade?
4. An Extradimensional being - Slenderman from a parallel universe/dimension, maybe he's here by accident, or he was brought here for unknown reasons?
5. A tulpa/thoughtform - He only exists because people believe in him, this is what gives him his power. Maybe if you ignored him he's go away? But who's willing to try that?
6. Magic(k) gone wrong - Maybe some magicians were trying to summon some entity, but it went wrong and they found the tall man instead? He seems rather angry at humanity for bringing him here, even if it was unintentional.
7. A curse - Was Slendy a criminal that was tied to the trees and left to die, or he was stretched as a form of torture? Somehow he survived, perhaps by making a vow or cursing those who killed, and now he stalks the forest. Or instead this might be his punishment for his misdeeds.
8. Science - Sometimes we as humans play with things that we aren't meant to, and we create things that weren't mean to exist. Maybe this is how Slenderman got here in the first place?
9. Something else? Have an idea for his origin that's not here? Go for it!

ⓍRoles

1. Victim - You're the victim, and now you have a tall faceless man stalk you. Maybe he wants something? Sooner or later you might start to get sick, at first it might start out as a cough, then you get headaches, dizzy spells, memory problems.
2. The amnesiac victim - You have no clue how you got here, what happened, or why the strange man is following you around. You can't seem to remember the past few months for some reason or another. Like the victim you've been stalk, but you probably been stalked for a while now, and you probably have a case of Slender sickness.
3. The proxy - You have spells of amnesia, and you don't have control your body for certain periods of time. You seem to be working for Slenderman, but you certainly don't remember that. There's a lot of missing time in the past few months, and sometimes you wake up covered in dirt, wearing a mask, or in the middle of nowhere.
4. The accidental victim - Your friends are acting strange, and they all seem really paranoid. Now you feel like there's someone watching you, and sometimes you see a strange man out of the corner of your eye. Be careful, because you're his next victim.
5. The investigator - You might be an amateur or a professional investigator. Maybe someone you know is suddenly missing or paranoid, or maybe your office is getting strange calls from scared teens. So you decide to investigate, by going straight to the source. I mean this can't be anything more than a silly prank right?
6. The informant- Maybe he's stalked you all your life or maybe you know some obscure local history or legends that might help. It doesn't matter because you seem to know more about Slenderman than most other people, and you're willing to help anyone who needs it.
7. The agent - You're mysterious and shadowy. No one really knows who you're working for, but you seem to leave strange messages for people, or you ask strange questions.
8. Something else? Think of a role that isn't mentioned here, or combine two.

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[Lisbeth suddenly jolted awake. She was cold and could smell rain. It was pitch black until her eyes began to adjust to the darkness. Where was she? How did she get here? She looks around the forest, panting heavily and already trying to figure a way out.]

[ For the last few weeks, the people she tends to associate herself with have been acting quite strange. Paranoid, even, one could say. She couldn't imagine why; from what she could see while around them, nothing was really out of place.

That is, until one night she felt as though she was being followed as she walked home. She could have sworn, as she entered her house and locked the door behind her, that she saw someone standing just outside the window.

Now, weeks later, she was seeing things like this more and more often... ]

[Two years since Silent Hill, and Alex Shepherd copes. Or at least tries to. But there are always dreams at a hair's breadth away, or memories that cripple him to stay in his apartment. He wonders that, maybe, it's manifested through this anxiety, because he's been coughing and coughing--like something's trying to emerge from his throat but can't. The pills he's gotten from the pharmacy just keep him from losing it completely nowadays. At least, he thinks he's gotten them from there. Some days, he wakes up not knowing where he is, and rightly so. Crumpled on the side of the interstate in his father's old military jacket (why, he thinks absently, why, when it's mid-summer?), he's dirtied and his arm is bleeding.

He gets up, drops the bloody knife in his hand, and almost hyperventilates.

His cellphone has calls from Elle and his job.

'Shepherd, where are you?'

'Alex, please. You're freaking me out.'

'Dude, are you alive?'

... He's been gone for a week now. How is that possible? He laughs to himself, low and quiet. This isn't right. Something's so wrong with his head. Is it because Silent Hill broke him? For a while, he thinks so. Or perhaps Silent Hill follows him still, never letting up, reminding him of the sin and the sinner. He swivels around sharply, coughing hard into his hands as he stares at the slender figure standing rigid in the distance, among the trees.

I have to get out of here.

So he runs, the daylight broad, staggering to the roadside with his hands planted firmly on the burning hot asphalt. And he thinks maybe it's safer here than in the grass.]

Edited 2012-08-17 20:54 (UTC)

[His phone rings again.

The cops have suggested this isn't so abnormal. Alex is a grown man with mental issues. He'll probably come back on his own. Even made a comment that according to her own report this isn't the first time he's just skipped town without saying anything. But Elle can't accept that. They don't know him, they don't know about Shepherd's Glen, they don't know any of it.

They don't know that these days Elle knows something is wrong. She's been seeing things, and she's no idiot. They're not imaginary. She knows the difference between the horror her mind conjures up and something...there.]

Please, please, pick up, just--answer me, come on--

[she has heard of this being before, whispered about in hushed tones, the legends and rumours in various forms.

but she's not scared to walk the forest at night, or go looking in abandoned buildings like others might be.

you want to know why?

because she has $20.]

[What do you mean, meme? THIS IS HIS LIFE.]

[Guess who picked the short straw in the department to go on this little adventure with her?

That's right. This bloke. (Although maybe he cheated a little and picked it willingly. Just a little. Because this might be interesting. Or dangerous. Or both.)

That doesn't mean he's convinced of her strategy, following along quietly behind her.]

Are you sure this is going to work, boss lady?

[It's not the first time he's woken up in the middle of nowhere with little memory of the night before but this time is different. There's no lingering hangover. And this time he has blood on his hands and sword - he never forgets a fight!]

[He sits up and looks around.]

Where am I?

[What's her name?

Whoever she is, she has a feeling being in the forest at night wasn't a good thing. She doubted she was a park ranger or a nocturnal hiker, not in a flowery little sundress and strappy--both felt wrong, like things that aren't hers. But what does she know? She sits up, blinking and then shivering.]

Hello? Is anybody out there?

Absolutely. If I wasn't sure, I would have just gone off the edge of the world again and not come back.

[Ron you're adorable now hush up do you have your $20]

So what exactly are we looking for out here again?

[Another night in the cold woods. A little dog scampers through the gathering of trees to a little house by the wood. They liked living there, regardless of the warnings.

Tonight was like any other night. He pressed his face to the glass of the window, looking in as he slowly taped drawing after crude drawing of a stick figure in a suit.]

Like Columbus?

[Isn't that what he was supposed to do when he tried crossing the Atlantic or something? Never mind, YES HE HAS HIS TWENTY DOLLARS he had to switch over to American currency from pounds that was a chore, let him tell you. But never mind that, he's flipping through the file on those anomalies incidents that seem to be snatching away souls before they can be reaped, hmm hmm, here it is—]

They call him "the slender man." Abnormally tall and thin, elongated limbs, always well-dressed in a black suit, known to prey on children — Hey, maybe it's that Sebaaastian you love so much.

[Snicker snicker.]

Edited 2012-08-17 21:41 (UTC)

[Whoo, that last punch was a doozy. The Joker sits up and rubs his chin - where he and his nerves remember he'd last been hit. Nothing broken and he probably won't have to worry about a bruise - hooray chemicals. Something's not right though. A quick inhale and he coughs and gags.]

What?! Fresh air? Guess Bat-breath hit me harder than I thought.

[As he looks around the little podunk town he's been knocked too, he notes a man with a camera. There's many things strange about all of this but what strikes him the most is that the camera is not pointing at him. That clearly needs to be rectified.]

[With a burst of manic energy he leaps up and waves down the errant cameraman.]

Yoohoo! I'm over here! You just can't hire good help these days, can you? About time those Hollywood hacks gave me my own show. Refresh my memory though, boyo, what kind of show did they give me? And just where are we shooting? [And how did you get me here?]

[Over the past few weeks, a definite pattern has begun to develop in incidents that have disrupted HYDRA operations. Operatives, first in one base, then in others that have had contact, have been more on edge, potentially from some sickness that has been causing coughing, hallucinations and amnesia. At the same time, security cameras at the affected bases have periodically failed or produced interference that cannot be explained. Someone is tampering with his work, and he cannot discount that these events are necessarily unrelated. It is just one of many things he must focus on, but he will find out who or what is responsible and deal with the problem.]

[He knew the transfer out to this posting would be difficult, but he hadn't counted on the men being downright crazy. He was assigned to a new squad, one that's been on out on extended survey and patrol duties for the past few weeks. The fact that their last sergeant didn't come back from that doesn't really give him confidence. Neither does how twitchy they've been.]

[The forest must be getting to him too. He won't deny, there's something about the trees that makes it feel like they're watching you. Maybe it's just the fact that he's been stationed in urban zones for so long, but every so often a perfectly innocent tree decides to look like a person out of the corner of his eye.]

[It's all just nerves, though. It's always too stretched out to be human, and there aren't any Muun in this sector. Trust his brain to start malfunctioning when it's met with an environment his training didn't focus on...]

[Well, there has been rumors of a certain someone creeping around the woodsy little town in Oregon he calls home.

But there's a number of enigmatic beings that lurk the forests, the abandoned buildings, and the not-so-abandoned buildings.
And more than one that wears a suit.]

[A billion years after the creation of the universe, there laid a murky planet lurking in the darkest corners of the universe, dimly lighted by a white star thousands of light-years away. By some miracle, or curse, a comet carrying the building blocks of life crashed there and, over the course of another billion years, life steadily grew. Carbon attaching and reattaching itself, methane and heat pumping from underwater volcanoes, and nitrogen left over from the comet built deoxyribonucleic acid, until a pale, slender creature walked from the pools of the planet.

Millions of years passed, undisturbed, before a minor religious group known as the Silence landed on the planet. Reports vary on how the two life forms on the planet met, but, somehow, the Headless Monks were able to gather enough to breed and dilate this species into their own personal "gods". They were soon let loose on every planet, in every time to further their own means.

These were the descendants of the first beings that walked the murky planet billions of years ago. These Silent were shorter, with shorter arms and legs. The original "Silent" are taller, with long arms and legs. While the modern day Silent (or, plantavit tacita, "planted silent") retain the ability to cause amnesia and the power of suggestion, these ancestors (or, tenebris conticescent, "darkness silent") have the ability to cause an even more serious case of amnesia and unconsciousness. The Silence didn't have a need for the blackout the tenebris conticescent had.

Once upon a time, a warrior, a wizard, a guardian to all beings in the universe crossed paths with the plantavit tacita. For a brief moment, the Silent had the upper-hand. They kidnapped his friends, showed no mercy, all to prevent him from answering the Question. He was able to win though, in the end. When a little, insignificant species on a little, insignificant rock circling a little, insignificant star, took their first steps on an alien world, the Silent were eradicated from this rock. This great and powerful man had won!

Now, on the planet of Crabrones, the Doctor crosses paths with the ancestors of the "gods" he slew so long ago.]

[Hey guuuuuuuuuuys~
Can I be in the meme?]

[Hey.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey, Jay.
Are you making a mooooovie?]

[Mytho isn't happy. Whoever this strange being is, he's making it even more difficult to steal a decent heart than Princess Tutu. It's probably Drosselmeyer's fault, most things are.]

[Lieutenant Malvin is not afraid of bandits, and that's what it is when a small town is being terrorized. Unless it's their own local lord doing it. She's not afraid of any of them, either. The point is, no matter how strange things have gotten recently, there's no way it's anything Section Three can't handle.

The back of her neck hasn't stopped tingling since they got the call.]

[There is a turkey-sized, fluffy little raptor hissing and screeching at something just out of sight of any viewer, all its little feathers fluffed up.] [MAYBE IF IT MAKES A THREAT DISPLAY AT THE TALLCREATURE, IT WILL BECOME INTIMIDATED.]

West Rukongai, district seventy-four.

[ With Sougyo no Kotowari drawn, Ukitake makes his presence known. He'd spent the better portion of the night in pursuit of the other man only to lose track of him; to arrive much, much too late.

This is the Captain of the Thirteenth's folly: the moment Ukitake suspected Zaraki Kenpachi to be under the influence of powers not his own, the man should have been apprehended, confined. ]

You remember nothing?

[Music?]

There had been something really fucking odd about that last dig site. Maybe Liara was right, though. It felt so off because the caves were an odd blend of swamp and cold with long, gleaming crystalline stalactites. The piece they had in the lab wasn't the only one that had been taken. When the small sample had been taken, part of the larger crystal had had broken, and Sarka had taken the chunk of oily black rock back with her.

It was almost luminescent in the dim light of her quarters where it had been sitting for three days.

She sat at the edge of her bed, peering into the near darkness, rubbing at the back of her neck. Lately, if she stared into the corner right next to the door, sometimes she was sure she saw a man standing there. Staring.

But no one was there.

She rubbed at her eyes and rose, pacing for a moment, before heading out the door and down the elevator to run the decks. No one was up and she needed to stretch her legs. It didn't help that she found herself stopping to catch her breath and dissolved into a coughing fit. Through blurry eyes, she watched a figure rush by and called out.

Edited (Some atmospheric music mang.) 2012-08-18 01:24 (UTC)

[SOOS. IN THE WOODS. WITH A CAMERA. BECAUSE WHY NOT.]

Whoa, dude, did you just hear something?

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The Slenderman Meme

The Slenderman Meme

How to play.

Slenderman's origins:

ⓍRoles

lisbeth salander | the girl with the dragon tattoo | curse | proxy

Annette | Castlevania | Demon | Accidental Victim

Alex Shepherd | Silent Hill: Homecoming | 9 and 3 / ota

role 4 BD

grell sutcliffe (au) | kuroshitsuji | i'm not sorry

Jay | Marble Hornets

NOR SHOULD YOU BE

Kenpachi Zaraki | demon | proxy

amnesiac victim

no subject

Ren | Ren and Stimpy | Tulpa | Agent

no subject

lettin' you roll for slendy and some combo of 2 and 3

Red Skull/Johann Schmidt | MCU | Extradimensional | Investigator

Stormtrooper Sergeant TK-622 | Star Wars | Extradimentional | Accidental Victim

"Mr. Pyramid" | Gravity Falls | he might as well be Slenderman

the eleventh doctor | doctor who | SILENT!! [3] | 1/2/5/6

... wait something's not right here

I am not sorry

Mytho | Princess Tutu | Magic Gone Wrong | Victim

Alice Malvin | Pumpkin Scissors | science | investigator-turned-victim

A Raptor | CRETACEOUS, WOO | Alien | Victim

no subject

Sarka Shepard | Mass Effect Series | Extradimensional being | Victim

Soos | Gravity Falls | Tulpa | Investigator