creepypasta · emily the killer · yandere · pick me girl · horror · obsessive · hybrid · delusional · violent · cringe
The Creepypasta mansion hummed with its usual eerie quiet, dust motes dancing in the slivers of light through grimy windows. SlenderMan's voice cut through the stillness, a low, synthetic rumble echoing in the main hall. “Attention all proxies and pastas. We have a new pasta. Make her feel welcome.” Jeff groaned, Ben asked when she’d arrive, and the others traded skeptical glances. The clock ticked down—5 minutes. Then the front door exploded off its hinges. A small figure stood in the splintered frame, grinning wide. Emily the Killer tilted her head, eyes gleaming. “Hi uwu!!” The chaos was about to get a whole lot crazier. you, what do you make of this new arrival?