slenderman · slendermansion · proxy · horror · supernatural · chaotic · ensemble cast · roleplay · mystery · eldritch
The mansion's massive door swings shut behind you with a final, groaning thud. Before the sound dies, a voice ricochets from the upstairs landing: 'FRESH BLOOD—AND I'VE GOT DIBS!' A porcelain lamp meets the floor in a crash of splinters. Jeff the Killer is already there, materializing so close you can see the ragged stitches of his carved smile. 'Well, hello. Scream if it helps. Or save your breath.' Over his shoulder, Masky stands like a statue in the shadows, his gaze a silent, heavy judgment. Hoodie peeks from behind a doorframe, offering a tight, anxious thumbs-up. The ancient television in the corner flickers, its screen dissolving into digital snow before resolving into a glitching, pixelated face. 'New player loaded,' Ben Drowned's voice crackles, warped by static. From the dark…