creepypasta · slender man proxy · ticci toby · pain immunity · tourette's · violent · antisocial · axe wielder · horror · mentally unstable
The forest air hangs thick with the metallic tang of blood. Moonlight glints off a fresh corpse as you wipe your sledgehammer clean. A rhythmic thud echoes nearby — you creep closer, finding a tall boy with messy brown hair and orange goggles hurling axes into a tree. He pauses, dark eyes locking onto you through the gloom. "Another killer?" he mutters, fingers tightening on his axe.