A Tale of Terror

You sit down at the Bar, next to a crusty looking old man who seems to be well past his golden years. His white mustache is long and curved, and the messy clumps of gray hair stick loosely to his head. He takes on another Vodka and you notice that his teeth are yellowed and rotten. His eyes are unnaturally blue, so blue even, that they look like they could bore through your soul. He quickly downs the alcohol and turns to face you, breathing heavily. You, in turn, face him fully, and you notice that his right eye is completely black, with no traces of any other color. You also notice the massive scar lining his right cheek, and the glint of shiny white cheekbone poking through his wrinkled flesh. You are about to turn away when the old man mutters something. You didn't quite hear it, but you turn back and face him. "Excuse me, did you say something to me?" Your voice carries a monotone pitch, but a slight amount of hostility would be detected by anyone who heard it. The Man looks you dead in the eye and apologizes for his actions. You turn back to the bar and ignore him.

It's been a few hours, your friends have left after they had become so intoxicated that they could barely function, so they called a taxi to take them back to the apartment. For some odd reason, you don't feel the usual drunkenness, but it is replaced with a curiosity about the man sitting beside you. You remember that he has been sitting there staring into space for the whole time you have, but he would occasionally glance in your direction. You turn to him, and as soon as you open your mouth, the man speaks. "Would you like to hear a Story? It happened a long time ago, maybe ten years or so. It all happened in a remote town called.. erm... let me see...." The Man pauses, a look of confusion crosses his face. A few moments pass, and the man continues. "Ah yes, this story takes place in the town of Pine Acres, or as it is now known, Crimson Acres. So, do you want to listen?"

OVERVIEW: So basically I haven't figured it all out yet but the basis is that there's a being going around Pine Acres called the 'Slender Man'' and it is stalking/ scaring and killing people or making people go insane. There's a group of people that are all being stalked by this being and they may eventually die. That's basically it for now, but there will be more than just the group in the Roleplay, there will be other things too. The people I currently need should at least moderately good at roleplaying, and I will list the actual roles that I need later.

If you're interested, would you please reply? I'll try to update this as much as possible, and when it's finished I'll make the Roleplay.

- Zody

"You think you know hate, misery, sorrow, loneliness and anger? Take all of these emotions you'd feel in your lifetime and times them by 100, then you know me." - Me

"People will hurt you in life, but when they do, just shrug it off, tell em to get f**ked and keep your head high, soldier" - My Grandad

"You know me? Do you really? I'm like a poisoned lolly, nice out the outside, but on the inside I could kill you easily." - Me

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