Dolly

She wants revenge #1 fan (🇲🇽) Tobias Erin Rogers’s wife❤️ ꒰ྀི১ She/theyྀི ໒꒱ིྀ

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I’ve recently starting doing commissions and the second one I’ve gotten to do was already porn I’m crying😭😭

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Hoodie recording while he fucks the absolute living shit out of Masky!!! Getting close to maskys face as he can’t think anymore but he gets embarrassed and tries to hide his face, but hoodie just pulls his hair and makes him look at the camera!!! AHHHH!!!!

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Toby and the mystery of how he smokes

(Not a ship btw, but if you want it to be you can interpret however you’d like!)

𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 🥞 ／ ⋆ ۪

Nina didn’t smoke a lot, quite frankly the taste of nicotine made her want to gag. The only thing she really could smoke with nicotine was the half empty vapes she found in the rooms of her victims or the random teenagers who smoked in the woods.

But she could handle weed, she actually rolled her first joint in these very woods. But now, as she sat across from Toby outside…she realized the guy had a massive gash in his cheek. Wouldn’t smoke just…spill out???

Nina had smoked with this guy a dozen times before, but she always sat on the side of him that didn’t have the gash. She was in front of him now, she squinted and watched as he rolled a joint on the stone of the fire pit.

Toby: “Awh m-man, this one s-sucks.”

Nina: “it’s whatever— stop twisting the end, I feel like a horrible teacher when you do that.”

Toby: “b-b-bad habit”

Nina watched him roll another one, took longer but it eventually made its way in her hand. She lit it on one of the smaller flames, Toby followed and she took her first hit.

Nina watched Toby as he almost brought the joint to his lips, but he paused and looked up. He twitched and she knew it meant slenderman was speaking telepathically or however he does it.

Nina: “slenderman calling you?”

Tony: “y-yeah, it’s late so whatever it is will probably be quick. I’ll be back.”

He walked off, leaving the joint behind and Nina wondering how the hell he smoked. With her eyes following him, he vowed she would pester Toby to smoke with her all week to solve this mystery.

Nina: “detective Nina on the case…” she leaned forward, holding her chin like she was thinking. She would actually go out in town to steal buy pre rolls if she needed to…

Toby ended up not making it back last night, he told her that he had to drive into town to steal some stuff from an abandoned house.

Nina: “yeah it’s whatever, I ended up just doing my nails. I fell asleep pretty fast last night anyway.”

Toby: “I was gonna go on a walk later tonight, we could go down to the campsites and smoke.”

Nina: “ooo, yeah! I saw the vending machines by the bathrooms got restocked again.”

With a scheduled trip, she packed her purse with all the necessities to solve this mystery, plus a vape she could try and get him to hit. And after a while, off the two went.

As the two got to one of the empty campsites, Nina made sure to sit on the side of Toby that had the gash. They went through the usual routine of rolling and starting the fire.

She lit her joint, watching Toby before she paused as he reached into his pocket and pulled out an old piece of duck tape. He slapped it on the gash, took a hit, and barely any smoke came out.

Nina: “when the hell did you start doing that???”

Toby: “what”

Nina: “putting tape on your cheek!”

Toby: “I do t-this ev-ever-every time?”

Nina: “I have never once seen you do that”

Toby: “I use the s-same piece of t-t-tape every time, this is l-l-like a month w-worth of s-s-smoking”

As he spoke, the tape slowly came off and fell to the floor. He picked it up and slapped it right back on. Nina blinked before laughing, taking a hit from her joint, but as she giggled smoke puffed out her scars.

Toby: “m-maybe you s-sh-should get some tape!”

The two ended up staying out for a while that night. Sometimes when the two smoke, Nina will put tape over her scars for the fun of it.

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Masky and hoodie play fighting for fun sometimes till Masky gets turned on by it one day and hoodie FUCKS THE SHIT OUT OF HIM!!!! Ok bye.

[zurific]

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dolly this might be the most nothing burger ever but in ur rants what tt do u use bcecause ive been looking high and low for it

I think you meant the voice I use😭 I use creepy tale on CapCut at 1.7x speed! The voice is premium so what I do is make a separate video with just the voice, screen record it, and import the voice video into my real rant :)

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Toby and Nina doing edibles

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

Toby, Nina, and Clockwork sit on the floor of the slender mansions living room. A small plastic bag filled with around ten gummies.

Clockwork: “I found them on a guy, I’m pretty sure they’re edibles.”

Nina: “holy shit, I haven’t done these in a while!”

Nina opens the bag, picking one up and carefully inspecting it. She almost pops it in her mouth before Toby makes her pause.

Toby: “w-wait, how do you k-know there’s not f-fentanyl in them??”

Nina: “you can’t put fentanyl in edibles, dummy…I think.”

Hoodie walks past the room, camera in hand. He turns to record the three on the floor, zooming in on them before lowering the camera when he sees the gummies.

Hoodie: “where’d you get those??”

Clockwork: “some guy, had them on him so I took them. We were gonna do some.”

Hoodie: “how do you know that shits not laced”

Toby: “I told you!”

Clockwork: “uhmmm, I dunno. The guy was pretty high and seemed fine.”

Hoodie: “you guys could be taking 1000mg edibles right now and you wouldn’t know it”

Nina: “okay MOM”

Hoodie: “I’m just saying, don’t take too much your first time.”

Nina and clockwork: “this isn’t our first time—“

Toby: “this is m-mine???”

Nina: “how have you never done edibles you’re like…however old you are..”

Toby: “it’s not e-ex-exactly the easiest to f-find a dealer when you’re isolated.”

Clockwork: “okay, enough about that. Toby take it, you can’t feel pain so if you start freaking out it won’t be bad.”

Hoodie: “I don’t think that’s how it works..”

Nina grabs another gummy from the bag and puts it in Toby’s hand.

Nina: “we can tweak out together”

Toby holds the gummy before hesitantly putting the gummy in his mouth, chewing slowly as a disgusted look grew on his face.

Toby: “I-i think this one’s b-bad”

Nina: “no that’s normal, they all taste like shit.”

An hour passed, nothing happens. Hour and a half, Toby’s a little tired and Nina is more giggly than usual if that’s possible. Two hours, Toby is sleeping and possibly dead. Nina is laying on the couch now, playing with clockworks hair.

The next day, Toby and Nina are both passed out on the floor.

Masky: “did you do this”

Hoodie: “I actually sat with them and told them not to”

Jeff: “so suddenly it’s okay to do drugs in the house now”

BEN: “I think what you were trying to buy is nothing compared to edibles.”

Clockwork: “are they still sleeping?”

Hoodie: “Nina woke up for a little bit to take off her jacket, so she’s fine. Toby might be dead though.”

Clockwork: “oh damn…………..you know, now that I think about it the guy didn’t actually look okay before I killed him. I think they were laced.”

Hoodie: “nah, they’ll be fine.”

Nina and Toby ended up sleeping for three days.

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Eyeless jack who was a medical student before the incident and is the slender mansion personal doctor.

Clockwork comes into his room, screw driver stabbed into her hand.

Clockwork: “don’t ask.”

EJ: *sigh* “I don’t even bother to anymore.”

Jeff comes in complaining his burns hurt after spending a few hours down by the lake near the woods.

Jeff: “OW STOP THAT!!!”

EJ: “All I did was give you aloe Vera…”

Masky sits on the medical bed, shaking while coughing into his hands.

EJ: “I hate to break it to you but the best I can do right now is give you an ice pack, I’m all out of medicine.”

Masky: “IM GONNA— *cough* — HAVE A SEIZURE — *COUGH* — I DON’T WANT A FUCKING ICE PACK.”

EJ: “Okay, what about—“

Masky falls to the floor

EJ: “Fuck.”

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Creepypastas keep coming to my gas station..

Part one: First meeting (Toby)

⭑ I’d count this more as a draft, testing the waters to see if anyone actually will read this. For now it’s in first person (plus switching perspective), if it’s bothersome to a lot of people then I’ll change it!

⭑ Unfortunately the start is kinda slow-paced, I struggle with doing that for all my writings..im getting better </3 also I haven’t written a fanfic in a while so this is a little boring I think..

⭑ This is inspired by “Tales of the gas station” so don’t take it so seriously, it’s meant to have that “I think this is supposed to be funny..” feel. (I promise it’ll get better)

The buzz of the noisy A/C was the only thing keeping you awake at this point. It’s 11:30 and you’re surviving off a few hours of sleep that you managed to catch between your night shift and your unfortunate need to watch TV no matter what. You sigh as you tap the iPad propped up on the counter in front of you, scrolling up to put on a show or literally anything to not let you fall asleep. You manage to find some random YouTube video, put in one earbud to half-listen.

You’ve only as of recent started working here, in this rundown gas station miles away from the town you live in. The woods surround it, the only thing to show that humans come here is of course the big gas station and the road filled with potholes that cut through the woods. You’re isolated, there’s no denying that. It’s scary, but it’s the only place you managed to get a job at as a high school dropout who’s in desperate need of money to chip in for rent with your roommates.

The last person who worked here was found dead, few yards away from here in the woods. Organs torn out, their kidney missing. The murder made no one want to fill the vacant spot of cashier, but you stupidly did. Now you carry pepper spray, like that will do anything against some crazy murder who literally stole a guys organs. But it’s all you can afford.

You prop your elbows on the counter, resting your chin in your palm. Your eyes grow heavier and heavier, you close them for a few seconds…you stop fighting off sleep and give in.

Ring!

You jump and let your vision go back to normal as the doorbell jingled and a man walked in. You quickly pause the video. “Welcome in…” you muttered, not really caring if he heard you or not. You watch the guy turn to walk straight to the drinks, looking at his brown hoodie with some dirt stains on it before something glinting catches your eye.

Hatchets

That’s…weird. Not too out of the ordinary, I mean..you’re in the woods after all! Guy might be camping and just can’t sleep. You can never be too safe in the woods. He grabs a soda, stands and stares at the snacks for an oddly long time till he picks up gummy worms and makes his way to you. You finally see his face, well, you see the parts not covered.

He’s pale, light freckles trickled across his face. His dark brown eyes stay down on the items places down on the counter, you notice the dark eye-bags and wonder if it’s just the lack of sleep that did that to him. His mouth is covered by his muzzle, you wonder why he’s wearing it but refuse to think about it anymore as you scan his items. Must be a fashion choice.

“You know, if you get another pack of those gummy worms it’s just a dollar.” You don’t scan the gummy worms just yet, holding them and waiting to see if he’ll go back to get another pack. He finally looks up, directly at you and blinks.

“Oh, I-i didn’t kn-know that.” He replied, walking off to grab another bag. You note the stutter, nothing insane, just something you don’t hear everyday. The guy seems decent, decent enough to attempt small talk.

When he comes back, you ring up both bags and his drink. As you put them in a small black bag, you speak up in hopes of answering the question of what he’s doing out so late in the middle of nowhere. “So, are you camping out here?” You slide the bag towards him on the counter. “Oh, no. I l-live out he-here.” You blink, you had no idea people actually lived out in these woods. You know of some people who live on the edge of it, but you’re far from the edge…

“Oh cool, I didn’t know people lived out this far into the woods.” You give a polite smile, “a few people do, actually.” He grabs the bag and walks off.

“Goodnight.” You watch him leave and think about the interaction. Now that you think about it…that dirt on his hoodie looked more like dried blood. The more you think about it, you realize you didn’t hear a car pull up…guy walked all the way over here. You’ve lived in the town your whole life, you’ve walked in these woods before and you’ve never seen a house anywhere near this place.

You shake your head, you’re overthinking because you’re spooked about the last cashier. You don’t unpause your video till five minutes later just to listen out for the man’s vehicle leaving. You never heard a thing.

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Over the next few weeks, the same guy comes in more often. Almost every night. You’ve learned his name by now, Toby. Since you only work nights, you don’t catch him during the day coming home from work…if he even does work. You never really ask.

Tonight was strange, really strange. Toby came in at his usual time, nothing out of the ordinary as you look up to greet him and have small talk while he grabs his usual assortment of things. But you freeze as you see a pocket knife dug deep into his shoulder. “Jesus Christ! Are you okay?!— I mean, obviously not, but what the fuck happened?!” You panic but Toby doesn’t seem worried one bit. He seems…confused?

“What..?” He stops walking, looking over his body till he notices the small pocket knife dug into his shoulder. “Oh.” He looks back at you and you both just awkwardly stand there, “it’s fine, I-I’ll fix that when I get home.”

“Toby, how did you get stabbed?!”

“M-must’ve been one of m-my…friends.”

“Is this a common occurrence..? You seem, not too bothered over this…”

“I can’t really f-feel it, s-so it’s okay.”

Toby walked off to grab his usual drink and two bags of gummy worms, leaving the mysterious statement hanging in the air as you ponder just how you don’t notice you’ve been stabbed. You also can’t stop the feeling he just lied…

Getting stabbed by your friends, totally believable. You suddenly worry about all those times you couldn’t tell if his jacket had dirt or dried blood on it. The constant carrying of hatchets don’t help either…

“Do you want me to call someone..?”

“N-no, I don’t really care.”

“How do you not care that you’re—“ you’re cut off by a small squirt of blood shooting far enough to get some on the floor.

You just stare, you took health science in high school but you skipped basically all the time…maybe skipping stop the bleed was a bad idea.

“I usually w-wait till the second date for s-squirting.” He said a little mumbled but you can tell under the muzzle there’s a smile. You look at him, sighing before not caring anymore and just scanning his items.

“You’re weird, Toby.”

“I know.”

“But you’re funny, tell you friends to stop stabbing you.”

“W-will do, y/n”

He grabbed his bag and left the gas station. No wonder this guy lives isolated in the woods. You go around the counter, going to the storage with all the cleaning supplies and grabbing stuff to clean up the blood. As you crouch, wiping the floor. The lights flicker, you pause and stand up. Looking around, you see nothing wrong.

“Busted up gas station…” you mutter and walk back to the closet. You put the stuff up and go back to idly sitting.

“How the hell do you not notice you’ve been stabbed…”

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I’d like to imagine with Tim’s smoking/coughing in marble hornets that it translates to Masky in Creepypasta, specifically the slender mansion AU.

Clockwork: “Has anyone seen Masky? I fixed his keyboard.”

Toby: “he might’ve g-gone out al-already—“

VIOLENT COUGHING FROM UPSTAIRS

EJ: “I think he just woke up.”

*five minutes later*

VIOLENT COUGHING FROM UPSTAIRS STILL

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Live footage of me blocking out people telling me masky and hoodie aren’t technically proxies because I’d rather choose to ignore it so my AU can thrive!!!

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I’m currently re-watching marble hornets and I don’t remember this much coughing😭

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I was trying to make a missing poster for my CRP!oc but she just looks like beans from Rango😭

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manifesting SO hard to get a boyfriend that acts, thinks, and looks like ticci toby!!!!

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Since basically all the Creepypastas are teens/kids, I like to imagine (in a slendermansion AU) that they have their little moments where they act their age.

Someone holds hands, Jeff will either say “ouuuuuu” or “eughhhhh” really loudly.

Clockwork gets her hands on an older iPhone, finds Snapchat and immediately gets posted up with the dog filter that she immediately deletes.

Jane still writes in her diary, she actually has one of those pens with the big ball of fur at the end.

Toby still flexes in the mirror, he thinks he has a little muscle. One time someone walked in while he was attempting to show off his no where to be seen muscles and got so spooked he punched his mirror. He would much rather someone think him having an episode than catch him doing that.

They might be murders, but they’re still kids so it excuses every bad thing they’ve done if my calculations are correct.

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Creepypasta story but the character isn’t some deranged murder but instead a gas station worker that works near the woods where all the Creepypasta characters live at and starts to realize her customers might be a little crazy.

It starts off with Toby, he comes in by himself occasionally to get a snack or drink. He’s quiet, comes in a little beaten up sometimes but you never say anything. One day you learn his name, you become familiar with the masked face and the twitchy eyes.

Then you start to notice that there’s been some odd balls who come in— seemingly normal guy who comes in for cigarettes but his friend who waits outside creeps you out with the mask where you can’t see his face at all. At first you thought you were getting robbed…seemingly normal guy comes in first then creepy robber waits outside once the first guys done casing the place. But you’ve never been robbed.

Then a girl comes in, covers one of her eyes with her hair and you don’t question the stitches on her cheeks. You compliment her jacket, she gives you a small nod and she comes in more often to buy an energy drink every other week.

There’s been a few murders in the woods you live by, freaks you out like hell. You carry pepper spray and a small gun in your bag. You don’t think too much about the weird people who come in being connected to the murders till they get more bold.

Guy with his mouth cut open, you think it’s a cosplay. Girl with her mouth cut open, it’s part of her alternative style and fake. Short guy with blood leaking from his eyes, what the fuck. Creepy clown, you should quit. More and more and more come in till you almost quit.

One day you see Toby, in the woods dragging a body as you walk to your car. You pause in fear, he notices you and you both just kinda stare.

“I won’t tell anyone!” You blert out, you don’t have time to get involved in all this. Next thing you know tons of Creepypastas come into your gas station and you kinda just have to live with the fact that you’re connected to dozens of dozens of murders. But it’s okay, they never hurt you. At least not yet.

(Sorry if this is Ooc I’m a little rusty with all my creepypasta stuff, I promise I was super into this stuff at its peak☹️)