How does Twenty One interact with everyone else? Other creepypastas etc
Hi!!! Tysm for asking! Sorry it took me so long! Since you didnāt specify which ones Iāll just do a few that comes to mind! And this is how I view each pasta so it may not be accurate to the original or your version!! I also am not well informed on Touretteās and I did a lil research on it for Tobyās section but do correct me if Iām wrong!! (I also didnāt realise how much I wrote!!)
How twenty one interacts with other pastas!!
Eyeless Jack: as you could tell in āSilent Violenceā they had a hostile relationship at the start. However due to wanting to be on the medical team, they had to suck it up. At first they were both quiet, only speaking when necessary.
When they did speak, it was short, concise and lacked any real emotion. Which was, in a way, better than hostility right? So there was progress.
The moment it really changed was when she made a sarcastic comment and he let out a huff, oddly similar to a chuckle. That was when she knew he was capable of āfeelingā and she that one chuckle opened up the gate for her to make her dumb jokes. After a while of this, they discovered they were actually quite similar in some ways, enough to not hate each otherās guts.
Now she considers him her best friend, and although heās never orally confirmed this, he sees her as a really close friend too. Maybe not best friend status yet, but he was just too guarded for that.
Think of them as the ābest friends who hated each other beforeā kinda vibes. They like to fuck around with the other, joking, maybe the occasional punch, insult but they have each others back before all else. Although EJ is a pasta under Slendermanās ruling, heās independent for the most part!
Ticci Toby: Like most pastaās, he was on guard around her. They had both been proxies for a while but due to hisā¦volatile nature and her introverted personality, they hadnāt met until well into their time under him.
When they met, Toby was in a particularly sour mood. Everything that couldāve gone wrong during his mission had gone wrong. It had gotten so bad he wasnāt even mad, he was just sulking and dulling the entire mansionās mood.
However her luck had been different, this was just after her extended stay in due to her severe injuries. She had almost healed fully and was soon able to move around freely again, and during this time she had made her now signature weapon. She had been holed up in her room for days crafting it, and she was so laser focused that she had forgotten to eat or drink. She didnāt need food or water every day so it didnāt matter anyways.
She limped her way downstairs, into the kitchen where she poured herself a glass of water. She saw Toby, sitting by the kitchen table alone, dealing with a particularly difficult tic attack, probably due to the stress and frustration. āYouāre Ticci Toby right?ā She asked gently. āD-donāt fucking c-call me th-that.ā He hissed, he was never a fan of it. Why couldnāt he just be Toby? Why did everyone had to call him a name that specifically points out parts of himself he hates. She muttered a quiet āok thenā and drank the water in her glass before refilling it.
Silently she sat down across from him and slid the water to him. Normally she wouldāve left, but something about him drew her in. At first he rolled his eyes and turned his head away, but her persistence wore him down. āWhat the f-fuck do you want?ā He asks rudely, not able to keep quiet. She didnāt reply, instead she nodded towards the water she had slid him. He took it and drank it in one gulp.
At first he thought she was weird, nobody stuck around during his tics. Masky would always get annoyed at him, what did she want from him? He didnāt have much of anything that could be in the slightest way desirable. But heās one of those that warm up quickly, soon he was a chatterbox around her. She was one of the only ones that would tolerate it anyway. She may act annoyed but she enjoys him company, a lot, and sheās protective over him in a different way to EJ. EJ is someone sheād defend with her life, in arguments or physically. But Toby, she feels more of a sisterly connection. Probably because he reminds her so much of her once dear brother. He was her whole world but she never knew what he became, or if he had even survived once she passed. Toby was her second chance, and thereās nothing that can make her let go of it ever again.
Slenderman: He doesnāt speak, he never does. Heās above speaking to lower levels of beings. He simply communicates telepathically, a lot of the..less bright pastaās think heās actually speaking, but the more seasoned and intelligent pastaās know heās communicating with them through their mind.
Their relationships was, complicated, to say the least. Sure he saved her from insanity, but only because it would benefit him. She had qualities many of the other pastaās lacked, an above average intelligence and heightened senses that could compare to EJ, plus she would be his proxy, not an independent pasta. She was his to control, bound until eternityās end. And she served him with full loyalty why not take advantage of it? He could play into the guardian role if it meant furthering his agenda.
Due to the way she was raised, she was taught to always pay back a debt, and what greater debt could one have than a lifeline? And what better way to pay back such debt, than a lifetime of utmost loyalty, even if it meant going against her own principles.
Masky: Maskyās an odd one. His mood swings are unpredictable. Sometimes he could flip the switch and lose his shit on you. Usually, when heās near Slenderman, his anger flares more often, possibly due to his influence. If heās further away from his territory, or if for some reason Slenderman loosens his grip around his proxies, Masky becomes more like Tim. He can hold a conversation, quite well for that. Heād offer a cigarette while sharing some stories. Be it a past mission or his past. She respected him, he was quite the natural leader, commanding respect.
She enjoy their time together, especially when heās more himself. Although she does appreciate his sterner side when they are put on missions together, his no nonsense attitude really keeps the group in check and it gets the job done smoothly. Both his sides has their flaws, but they are both good in different ways.
Although she doesnāt remember this, they met before she became a proxy. When she was alone, hungry but before her manic episode. Him and hoodie were patrolling the forest, as per his request. They spotted her, a weak, frail girl wandering the forests. She smelled like rotten flesh but looked alive. Alarm bells went off in his head and immediately he cocked his gun barrel, pointing it at her head. Hoodie, seeing this, followed suit. Before any bullets could be fired, a static rang out through their heads. A static they were all to familiar with.
He clutched his head tightly, fumbling around in his pocket for his pills, his gun long forgotten on the grass in front of him. Hearing his gun drop, she ran away, like a startled prey. His voice came through their heads. āLeave her, she will be of use to me. I can sense her madness. Let it drive her to insanity.ā They were told, she was his newest pet, his pawn to control, and all he needed was to play the saviour role for it to work outā¦
Him and hoodie were responsible for her smoking habits. It was disgusting to her but they made it less disgusting. She still wouldnāt crave it but would occasionally light one of the others were too. She liked his company, she could only hope the feeling was mutual.
Hoodie: He was more calm natured than Masky, thinking back on it now, sheās never seen him genuinely pissed. A little frustrated here and there yeah, but thatās just the occupational hazard for them.
He also talked less, when Masky was frustrated he would go on and on about what and who pissed him off (usually Toby :p) whereas Hoodie kept it more internalised. It made him generally more well liked in the mansion compared to Masky. If someone needed something from the duo, they would approach him first.
Hoodieās love language is gifting. One time, when she was particularly stressed, her black tears flowed like a river, faster than usual. He offered her a handkerchief. It wasnāt his, he wasnāt sure where he got one but he had one. This one gesture caused her to warm up to him. Still on guard of course but..less.
Like the other pastaās she became acquainted with the duo through him, his calm demeanour was grounding. During missions where Masky would loose his cool, he would rope him back to reality, the reality that whether they enjoyed their jobs or not, it was this or death. Due to her heightened hearing, she was really losing her patience with Maskyās outbursts, god her ears were ringing. This made her eternally grateful for Hoodieās presence. Another plus was he made some killer food and..unexpectedly is a wonderful baker too. She finds it extremely humorous but she wasnāt complaining if it meant cake every other week. Cake was a soft spot for her..
Jeff the killer: Jeff was..interesting to her. He was loud, obnoxious and cocky. Add that to a short fuse and that made him incredibly difficult to be around most days. She finds him annoying but she doesnāt mind him too much.
Sometimes he could be funny but most of the time she couldnāt be around him for too long without losing her patience but on the rare occasion that heās more..normal, sheās able to enjoy his company.
Jeff had a tendency to disappear for weeks. No one knows why and no one cares enough to find out, even Slenderman didnāt try to find out. He wasnāt super useful to him but it became routine to have him in the mansion, though Slenderman will admit, Jeff can be more trouble than heās worth at times.
As fate would have it, when she first joined the mansion, he was gone. It was one of those periods of time, this time lasting three weeks. Besides the random noise, it was quiet enough for the most part, until 7am of one morning. Twenty One loved to sleep in, any chance she could, even if sleeping for too long made her feel like shit. That morning, with no reason to wake up early, she slept in.
That was until Jeff burst through the front door, bitching about something incoherent. Doing so, woke up half the mansion. Immediately there were people who were more confrontational Like LJ or Toby or Masky who started berating him. All this noise this early into the morning threw her off.
She herself didnāt give out, she didnāt know him and she also wasnāt a fan of talking in the first hour of her waking up, but this didnāt give her a good first impression of him. She just groaned and threw the pillow over her head, trying to block out all the noise. Luckily, Slenderman silenced all of them, he wasnāt a fan of noise either.
BEN drowned: She never had video games growing up, she never had games growing up full stop. No one would play tag or hide and seek with a āwitch.ā So when she first saw BEN doing something with the tv, she was intrigued. It was so colourful and stimulating. She found herself unwilling to leave and hovered behind him. She didnāt even notice until he called out.
āHey, you play?ā his glitching voice asked āuh..ā she hesitated. āPlay?ā BEN sniggered at her confusion. He gestured for her to sit down and she stared at him as she does so. He hands her a controller and explains the point of the game and how to use a controller.
She was like a fish out of water, somehow, she had to move her whole body to press two buttons. This was the funniest thing BEN had seen all week, nothing on the internet could even compare. He was breaking down laughing, doubled over clutching his stomach, she would glare at him and declare that she was above this silly little āgame.ā With a huff, she pushed herself up from the couch and walked away.
Not long after she was hovering again, the bright colours and sound effects kept drawing her in, like a light to a moth. Reluctantly, she braved through his booming laughter and is now a proudly self declared āgamer.ā She wasnāt very good but she enjoyed it and thatās all that mattered.
(She won a game against BEN out of sheer dumb luck and she never let him forget it.)
Sometimes after long days the two would sit on the couch together, playing whatever new game BEN had gotten his hands on and although she hate to admit it, he was THE best pasta to gossip with. He was expressive and knew everything that could be known from the internet. It was always amusing to see what people say about them. The two would rate headcannons of other fellow pastas. On the odd occasion theyād have heartfelt midnight talks but those were extremely rare.
Jane the killer: Jane was another pasta who was hostile towards her. It made sense to do so with newbies, you never know how strong they are and if you get attached too quickly and they die because of a careless mistake, you carry that burden. Jane had learned the hard way to not get attached.
Once she realised that Twenty One would be sticking around, she approached her. The ratio of male to female pastas was astounding and most of the girls preferred to be on good terms with each other and Jane was no exception. However, both girls were antisocial and neither approached the other.
They became friends through Nina, who insisted that āus girls should have each others backs!ā And proceeded to force the two to get along. Despite this however, Jane only started to warm up fully when the two were on a mission, Jane had been occupied with something and didnāt notice the bullet headed straight to her head. Twenty One knew calling out would do no good as Jane wouldnāt be able to register and move out of the way in time so she threw her dagger and, call it luck call it skill, it blocked the bullet, causing it to ricochet and lodging into a random wall. āYou good?ā She asked, still focused on locating the shooter. āYeah.ā Jane replies quietly.
She liked Janeās silence. Of course the two would talk here and there but it was nice to have someoneās presence without them talking her head off.
They donāt talk much, at first glance they wouldnāt even seem like theyāre friends. They care about each other but not enough to die for one another, if that makes sense? Sheād love to get to know more about Jane but thereās just other pastas she spends more time with who arenāt as closed off as she is.
Nina the killer: she was energetic and hadnāt lost that after becoming what she is. The day Twenty One arrived, she was the first to introduce herself. Although she appreciated Ninaās enthusiasm, it caught her off guard.
Much like Jeff she could get very easily annoyed with Nina, except she was MUCH more tolerable and palatable to be around than Jeff. Nina can be persistent, not backing off until she gets a firm glare from her. Normally, Twenty One will cave and do whatever Nina wanted to do, be it a girls night, makeup, pranking the boys (which she will admit was hilarious) but sometimes, she just wasnāt in the mood.
It could be a mission gone wrong, perhaps a falling out with another pasta, or simply she just didnāt want to. Nina had grown accustomed to Twenty One saying yes, so on the rare chance she says no, she thinks that she just needs more convincing. She would push her buttons and cross over the line which was cause Twenty One to either scold her, or leave to calm down.
All in all Twenty One sees Nina as a sister that is constantly buzzing in her ear, thought she canāt say she totally hates it.
Kate the chaser: she doesnāt see Kate often. She was one of the most trusted Proxies of his and so she was always out on missions. It was like fate didnāt want them to interact. Kate tends to come in through windows rather than the main door, usually late at night.
She knows of Kate, hearing tales from other pastas but she was content with her social circle, and didnāt feel the need to increase it. She would welcome any new friendships from Kate but sheās content as is.
The same can be said about Clockwork!
Extra! Grinny cat and smile dog. She loves pets, but Lowk smile dog freaked her out at first. Although now she loves both, it was obvious she had a favourite and it was obvious it was grinny cat. More often than not you could find grinny cat resting on her lap and Twenty One slowly petting his ginger fur, not moving any other muscles.
Extra bonus! Twenty One goes through phases. Itās due to the spirit that inhabits her. Itās a three month cycle of hostility, then extreme fatigue then back to normal. During her hostile period she can get more pissed off than usual, and faster. She contains this well and doesnāt tend to lash out at others but thereās always the odd occasion, usually a pasta sheās not too familiar with that pushes her patience.
Then during the fatigue phase she can sleep upwards of 12 hours a day. She once claimed she was tired and just going to take a quick 20 minute nap. She slept for 17 hours straight and only woke up ācause she was thirsty :p.
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