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Have the regular proxies (Toby, Kate, Masky, etc.) ever met the Collective?
Oooooohhh I’ve been thinking of this one a lot
Considering that within my little bubble with Creepypasta and the Slenderverse being that they're two different dimensions I would say that it would be nearly impossible for the proxies to meet the collective.
A blunt explanation is Marble hornets exist in the world of Creepypasta while Slenderverse is a separate world.
However, Stick in the Mud isn't the only one that can jump between dimensions. We've seen beings like Rake, Firebrand, and Habit have the ability to do this. So I would say that the Proxies have met at least a few of them.
Habit is a definite visitor of the CRP world, the chaos of demons walking around along with ghost children and horrible law enforcement. This man travels there constantly, usually under Slenderman’s nose. He’s rubbed elbows with the proxies on occasion, although it's painfully clear he's not welcomed.
He constantly messes with the proxies when he can, taking a liking to Tim in specific because he’s similar to Vinnie in a way. Although sometimes he does turn to Toby to mess with the dude. After one visit from Habit, Toby picked up a tic of saying Jeff-Kabob and the rest can't figure out what he means.
Tim hates Habit with a passion because of this.
Firebrand and Observer on the other hand are more welcomed than Habit. The Proxies understand that there are different dimensions that Slenderman can travel to. So it doesn't surprise them when two demigods come to visit randomly.
What they don’t understand is the difference between them. Both groups are under Slender’s control, yes… but wildly different at the same time. Neither are exactly “human” anymore but there’s still an obvious difference between them.
I’d say Observer oddly gets along with Brian, something about the guy just seems similar. While Firebrand usually keeps his distance from the group, not wanting nor liking the idea of the two dimensions interacting.
Patrick on the other hand is much more of a common sight than the rest of them, however. Given how he’s directly the closest we have to a human proxy in the Slenderverse, with him providing food for Slender over and over in his iterations.
So he’s more likely to be seen with the proxies and being much more one on one with them.
All in all, there are big differences between the Slenderverse and Creepypasta. Especially the fact reiterations and Demigods are common in one while man-eating demons and satan himself in the other. It’s a bit of a culture shock.
The proxies in CRPverse can also go to the Slenderverse, but it’s a rarity considering there’s only one copy of them. If the proxies die there is no reiteration or respawn, that’s it. With this risk in mind they stay in their dimension. They’ve dealt with worse than a random short man with a machete and another in suspenders, just wait till they find out about the rake cults.
#creepypasta#creepypasta headcanon#slenderverse#ticci toby#everymanhybrid#slenderverse headcanons#masky creepypasta#hoodie creepypasta#mlandersen0 headcanons#mlandersen0#Tribetwelve#tw tribetwelve
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order UP 🗣️‼️‼️
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Crv Joy in charcoal
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You, beautiful purveyor of chaos
destroyer of everything i know, have known, will know.
Slender sickness affects even the willing.
Speedpaint for u guys!! Plus an un-bloodied variant
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Crv Nico in charcoal
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i’m cold, dad.
the young boy with tattered shorts and a t-shirt two sizes too big held an ax with clumsy hands. as giant as he was for his age, he was still dwarfed by the shadow of his father looming behind him.
you’ll outgrow a jacket the minute we buy one. when i was your age, i was runnin’ around shirtless in the snow.
the boy said nothing. his father polished off the bottle in his hand and tossed it to the side of the stump in front of them both. a thick chunk of wood rested on top of it, waiting to be split into firewood.
do it again. the right way. don’t make me repeat myself.
the oregon winter tore through the boy’s t-shirt like paper as he hesitantly adjusted his grip on the ax. it was a heavy thing, and no amount of fidgeting made the worn, splintered wood any kinder to his hands. he reeled it back the same way he did for his little league baseball games, then-
no, damnit. remember what i said!
the boy’s father swatted the back of his head, and the boy quickly corrected himself. he let the blade rest on the edge of the stump instead, and his hands slid over to the back of the handle. backpedaling, he tried to lift the blade up into the air.
it didn’t get far. the blade wasn’t balanced the same as his plastic bats, and he couldn’t lift it high enough over his shoulders to swing at the chunk of wood on the stump. he kept trying to raise it, but the ax began to shake.
swing, damn it!
the boy tensed, and the blade swung down, but it didn’t catch the wood. instead, it wedged itself in the roots at the base of the stump. startled, the boy’s grip loosened, and he let go of the ax.
what are you doing, kid? pick it back up.
the boy stumbles forwards, but his feet are clumsy too. he is downward-bound, and scrapes his knee against the scraps of wood around the stump. his palms plant firmly into the ground on either side of himself, and he seethes. tears threaten to dot his eyes.
rub some dirt on it, thomas. get up.
thomas doesn’t move.
i don’t wanna do this anymore.
but his father’s shadow looms over him.
i don’t care. you’ll learn to use that damn thing if it kills you.
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hiii !!! :-] are your matchups still open? just wondering! tyty
They are still open! I've just been very busy lately with moving to a new place, starting a new job and doing a side project with my friends.
So go ahead and send whatever you want! Just be patient please
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REALLY..
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PICK UP
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so uh I know the tags say crp au but are there any creepypastas or is this just like a slenderverse sort of thing?
J: I'd say that while this takes places in a universe where Creepypasta exists it's much more similar to Slenderverse. Group of college aged (and Tommie) kids dealing with supernatural beings in the early 2000’s? If you need a better comparison I’d say it's similar to Marble Hornets in a sense but with some Dark Harvest mixed in with the extra antagonists other than Slenderman. But all in all just our own creation.
T: Its technically Slenderverse, but we're mostly all Creepypasta creators so I'd say its a mix cuz it has that Creepypasta feel to it yknow? There are no "canon" characters in this AU (like Ticci Toby or Jeff) besides our own version of Slenderman, but most of our OCs are just plain ol' Creepypasta OCs outside of this AU
#creepedverse#crv#creepypasta au#creepypasta#slenderverse#so excited about this project I promise I have stuff
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EJ HCs with s/o that works as a mortician ⚰️ plz? Don’t have to if ya don’t wanna. EJ is amazing and my fav since I was like 11!!
Ooooh! Hehehehe 😎
Eyeless Jack with Mortician S/O
I’ll be honest, he doesn’t know how to react. He was a completely normal human before… everything. Even then he couldn’t really understand the fascination with dead.
He’s a messy eater but he doesn’t play with his food, that’s rude.
Also this made me go on a whole hyperfixation on morticians so thank you for that. I have learned.
Ok, I’d like to think that you’ll first meet Jack when he breaks into the morgue. He doesn’t exactly understand the embalming process so he thinks that there’ll be a biohazard area where morticians such as you would put the intestines into.
Imagine the disappointment when he finds out this doesn’t happen, now he’s stuck in a morgue with half frozen bodies and the silent alarm going off.
Luckily for him you’re just getting to clock in, looking around to find the intruder. The place is quiet like usual, being a morgue there's always an eerie feeling. But something is different this time, you have a feeling you're not alone.
You try to push off the uneasy feeling and blame it on the normal excuses. The bodies less than ten feet away from you, the smell of embalming fluid and candles, even the crucifix affixed above the doors. Maybe that's where the feeling of being watched is coming from. Turning around would make you see the wooden sculpture staring at you, with disappointment or pride you'll never know and to be honest… or wouldn't care.
When you wheel out one of the newer cadavers and read his file you still feel that stare, this time blaming it on the body on the table. You think you would've gotten used to this but apparently not yet.
That is until you hear a click, like someone smacking their teeth. It makes you freeze and look around but you couldn't see the source of the sound. Until you look towards the closet door opened just a crack. That's where the staring is coming from.
You don't know whether or not you need to call the police, you did turn off the alarm and that was the first mistake you made. Suddenly being put into a horror movie as a pale grey hand snakes around the edge of the door with what seems like claws to be at the end. If you had any thoughts of running it's quickly snuffed as its clear that you’re not dealing with a human.
But the being doesn't reveal himself, instead only his hand stays holding onto the door as if to prevent you from opening it. He's trapped just like you are, another click coming from him as the sound of a stomach growling comes from the closet.
He's hungry, and his hand is reaching toward the counter next to the closet…
If you were scared before it's starting to dwindle as he blindly tries to grab at a notebook and pen on the counter. Knocking over things like a clutz before grabbing the counter. He still thinks you're working on the body, being blind, and the smell of formaldehyde makes it hard to track you.
He pulls the notebook into the closet for a few seconds before setting it back on the counter with writing on it. The writing is horrible and you can barely make out the words but it seems like a bad threat. Asking for organs or he’ll kill you.
And that's how it all starts.
He sneaks to your work while your clocked in now, not wanting to get caught like the first night. Despite the threat of loosing your job you sneak the unimportant organs from the cadavers to him and in exchange you gain a protector.
It takes weeks before he talks to you and even longer till he shows himself, it's scary at first but he still has that flair of humanity that makes you warm up to him. The fact that you're not scared of him makes him feel safer around you.
It's a morbid balance but neither of you cares, you're relationship becomes 50/50. He cares for you and protects you and you feed him and keep him hidden from the public eye.
#creepypasta#creepypasta headcanon#eyeless jack#joeywrites#eyeless jack x reader#maybe I'll write more on this
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I’m so happy that Slenderverse is a different universe than Creepypasta because imagine being haunted and mentally tortured by a eldritch being and finding out he has a foster home for mentally ill teens
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GET OFF MY LAWN
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THERE SHE IS
MAH BABY
Go crazy abt Bonnie (and others) free space ask
alright dia. fine. fine. fine. you got me. alright. here's bonnibel. also credit to @necroromantics for the reference sheet I filled out (and like half of the shit i fill out for this)
here's the cast and their creators...
Bonnibel, Dia (@diasartstuff), Shannon (@daydreamteardrop), Scout (@.), Joy (@jumping-joey1104), Tobin (@necroromantics), Tali (@clockeyedtoy), Nico (@redevilries), and Tommie (@deepsix-art) ! some other artists and friends made some OCs in the server too but i didnt get the chance to add them to the height chart </3
so basically. my friends and i came up with this little slenderverse . @creepedverse is my enemies account with a lil more details on it. (we call it CRV for short)
the story is set in 2008 and basically follows a random cast of people in a small town called Farnbury, Alabama. everyone comes together cuz everyone is getting fucked over by slenderman in some way, whether it be directly them or their loved ones.
Bonnie's entire thing is being haunted by slendersick ghosts, but not having the sickness herself. When she meets members of the cast who ARE slendersick, she gets hopeful that they'll be able to help her. unfortunately, not everyone is as excited to get rid of this issue. . . She’s not really a “creepypasta”, just a victim to circumstance. With a body count of one, I guess
heres some more stuff ive scrambled together... and my friends have made some really awesome maps, animations, etc for this AU! i dunno who has posted what, but this is what I work on when im not doing Creeped LOL
The jester-looking cryptid in the last two pictures are @creepspastaarts oc, Creep!
#creepypasta#creepypasta oc#creepedverse#OMG#The Dark blue character#they don't know I based her on Evan
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I’m bored of working on this piece anymore but lol little kid Toby 🪵🪓
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