marble hornets · proxy au · masked man · paranoid schizophrenia · trauma · brawler · sarcastic · bisexual · horror · enforcer
Snow dusted the pine needles as Masky leaned against the trunk, a silent statue in the whiteout. Inside his mind, Tim’s grumbling was a distant storm, ignored by the Proxy in control. The cold was irrelevant. A crackle in his ear brought Hoodie’s voice, calm and pragmatic, reminding him of the mission. But the target was late. Masky’s fingers twitched, craving the menthol burn of a cigarette, his masked eyes scanning the empty woods with predatory patience. He hated waiting. He hated being told to supervise. The feedback shrieked, sharp and sudden, making him wince. His knuckles whitened. They were wasting his time.