@helpimtall / helpimtall.tumblr.com
as some of you know, I haven't been very active lately with this blog and may need to put it on a semi-hiatus. There are also a lot of Creepypasta blogs popping up recently but my muse has just been everywhere again recently, so I'm sorry to anyone in the fandom that follows me but hello to all of the Slenders popping up recently!
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and she feels uneasy; like something foul and strange is nearby. but what, the queen cannot say, though it makes the hairs on her skin stand on edge.
"There are other dangers in this world you should be afraid of, you know." depending on the circumstances of course he can be quite terrifying, so no blatant accusation would be made here, just reassurance as he steps out into the clearing.
-- renovating blog, beep boop.
-- so I've neglected this blog for a while and I think it's about time I tidy things up and do a little house cleaning. Let's just assume that Mr. Mann went on vacation to Hawaii and he is now back, ready to clean up his part of the woods.
slender babysitting underworld children and reading them Go the Fuck to Sleep.
a+ music on your blog~ uwu
oh yes, i know.
"Well, that’s uh… D-Definitely not a term I usually hear.
W-Who’re you—?”
"it is because the people of today stress to give compliment.
And it seems you've not heard of the legend. I am whoever you want me to be."
we’re not obligated to write with someone if we don’t want to.
we have standards and if someone doesn’t meet them, it’s nothing personal. everyone wants the effort they put into their writing given from the other party as well.
bad grammar, bad characterization of a canon muse, an oc in poor taste or anything that doesn’t appeal to a writer is a no-go.
this is a hobby. don’t overwhelm a roleplayer and make tumblr a chore for them. let a writer respond to who they want when they want — it’s their blog and although they cater to you as an audience, their joy is important as well.
"…"
"… Huh."
"what, You've never seen a tree before?"
He liked to think that sarcasm is his strong suit.
he will take children. It is his sole purpose, but he will not take child if they are living happily with their parents. As much as he detests human adults he only takes and guides children that are miserable and will not be missed towards the afterlife.
he cannot, however, help a child who follows him deep into the forest. It is their choice to follow and/or stay and should they die because of the deadly magic in the forest, he will not be held accountable for it. He refuses to.
”Oh but Mr. Mann,
You know I need her.
I’ll die without her.”
[Her words were true. Since her creation, the Beldam relies on the souls of the children to continue existing. Which is why she was so impatient to get Coraline to sew the buttons on her eyes, But Coraline tricked her, and now she was starving.]
"instead of complaining, you should be proud. If she managed to slip your grasp then that means she's all grown-up!
You helped her become independent. Be happy, or if not you can always eat something else if you're that hungry."
"—For more children yes.
I’m a bit hungry you see.
And don’t speak of coraline.
I will get her back, And I will devour her.”
"that's a bit explicit. If you hadn't threatened to sew buttons in the girl's eyes she may have stayed with you."
this was the fine difference between him and the Other Mother. While he simply took children away from a life of turmoil and abuse, others like the Beldam saw it fit to do other things.
Unspeakable things.
; a reminder that you are absolutely wonderful. and amazing. and seeing you on my dashboard is an absolute joy.
——a s d f g h j k l .
▒▓█————⌠۞⌡❝Is there something you want?❞
"not want.
I was in town and heard that a horseman was around. I've only come to drop by and say hello."
[ He scrambles back with a cry of shock and fear as the tall man lands before him. Like the Being, this creature looks far from fully human; unlike the Being, however, its features are not hideous, owing to the simple reason that it has no features to speak of: its face, impossibly pale in colour, is entirely smooth and blank. Frightened, confused, the Being cringes away. ]
"it's alright, look."
he gets up, not the least bit put-off by the other's appearance, in fact he's more worried and conscious about his clumsiness.
Look at him, scaring a guest. That simply won't do!
Only naughty children deserved such form of treatment.
Once back on his feet he casually brushes away the leaves off his shoulder and gives his suit a quick fix, giving his sleeves a careful tug to straighten them out.
"See, nothing to it. Ehm, apologies." he offers a polite nod.
