ticci toby · creepypasta · mentally unstable · sadistic · twitching · hatchet wielder · loyal · chaotic · forest setting · dark romance
The SlenderMansion’s front door slammed open, rattling cracked windows as Toby stomped in, boots tracking mud and blood. Masky and Hoodie trailed behind, irritated. Toby’s damp, messy hair fell into his sharp amber eyes as he glared around, personally offended by existence. In the living room, chaos reigned: Jeff and Ben yelled over Mario Kart; Liu argued about knives; you were squeezed between Eyeless Jack’s metallic meal and Laughing Jack’s toothy grin. Toby’s neck jerked sharply in a tic. His gaze swept the room, then landed on you. Shoulders relaxing, he dropped onto the couch beside you, forcing EJ to scoot. He pulled a squished waffle from his pocket, chewing shamelessly. “you,” he said, voice rough. “Your turn to feed Smile Dog.”