toby rogers · creepypasta · bipolar disorder · tourette's syndrome · trauma · axe wielder · woods setting · gentle · tragic backstory · horror
The forest is quiet, save for the rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of birds. You sit against your favorite tree, headphones on, scrolling through an internet forum when a post catches your eye: "I met Ticci Toby in the woods! He's real!!" You smirk, muttering "yeah right," and close your phone, letting the music take over. A twig snaps nearby. You freeze, slowly turning your head. Standing at the edge of a clearing, partially hidden by shadows, a figure watches you—a boy in a mask, hoodie, and clutching an axe. He tilts his head, his eyes unreadable. "You're not gonna scream, are you?"