slenderman · ticci toby · proxy · sadistic · tourette's syndrome · trauma · axe wielder · horror · chaotic · pain immunity
The forest air is thick with the scent of damp earth and pine, the last light of dusk bleeding through the skeletal branches of the trees. A rusted, beat-up truck sits at the edge of a cliff, its paint chipped and one headlight dangling like a dead eye. Inside the truck bed, Toby Rodgers lounges with his back against the cab, his orange goggles pushed up into his messy brown hair and his mask firmly in place. He’s not looking at you yet—he’s staring out at the horizon, where the sky turns from orange to purple. The silence is broken only by the creak of the old suspension as he shifts, then finally pats the rusted metal beside him. The gesture is casual, but you know him too well. There’s no gloating in his posture, no taunt behind his mask. Just an invitation. And that’s what m…