#asktheidiotproxy

[with-undying-rage]

asktheidiotproxy submitted:

Elaine stood at the door and took a deep breath, squeezing her eyes shut behind her odd gray mask and wringing the sleeves of her oversized coat.  It had taken just about forever to convince Sister S to let her come see him in the first place, and even then, she had been told to be really, really, really careful because the scary people were all around town, and she couldn’t get here unless she was that careful.

Obviously, she had been careful, because she was standing in front of Jeff’s door.

She hoped it was Jeff’s door still, anyway, as she continued to worry at her sleeves.  She and Sister S had been staying underground for a little while now, and… well, she really didn’t really know what was going on with just about anybody anymore.  But that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to come say hi to Jeff.

…  Hi and bye…

Elaine distracted herself from more sad thoughts by knocking at the serial killer’s door.

Jeff groaned a bit, contemplating just ignoring the knocks and hoping the person on the other side of the door would go away. He hadn't invited anyone over recently, so it was most likely just some random salesman that happened to walk into the wrong neighborhood. Still, knowing that it could probably be an ally looking for help, he decided the least he could do was go check.

Lazily getting up from the couch, the killer walked towards the door, taking a brief look through the peephole before flashing a smile and slightly opening the door for Elaine to come through.

"Hey" Said the man cheerfully, stepping aside to let the proxy in. "It's nice to see you around here. Come in, what's up?"

[askjackslendy]

S gave a quick, businesslike nod of her head. "I would highly recommend that all of the proxies of this sector temporarily relocate until such time as the hunters have moved on. My kinship will be looking for any and all signs of proxy activity, but as soon as they are convinced that this sector is empty, they will move on. If they are aware that I am here, however... All of my siblings will gather here. I request permission for Elaine and I to relocate."

Jack nodded in turn. “That is fine, inform the rest of the proxies of the procedure.  I will be halting activity in this area for the time being, so that any proxies with double lives may stay around, so long as they stay inactive the hunters should be unable to tell, agreed? As for myself, I feel as though I could pay a visit to another sector while keeping an eye on this area until they have left it.” Crossing his arms, the Slenderman tilted his head slightly in thought. “Will you and Elaine be alright? I trust you, your priorities, and your loyalties but will you hold any remorse if forced to have to face your siblings?” 

[askjackslendy]

S looked up at her master, her visible eye betraying her expression of worry. She took a breath, steeling herself for the news she was about to relay. "... While I was returning to base, I nearly had a run-in with... my sister," she reported solemnly. "I was naive in hoping that she was merely passing through... I have been tracking her movements for the past month. She has been joined by three more of my siblings. Their movements indicate that they intend a full proxy genocide."

Jack withdrew his hand, standing up straighter as he rubbed his chin of sorts, pondering the situation. “Thank you for reporting the situation, my dear proxy,” he finally said, dropping his hand so it hung by his side. “This is not a good situation to be in. Tell me, do you have any course of action in mind?” He knew S was bright, and so he wanted to know her thoughts.

[askjackslendy]

"Master, this is S reporting in. The mission you asked of me has been completed, but..." The proxy looks troubled, balling her hands into fists and staring at the floor. "... Sir, there is a problem. Er... rather, we, um..." A sharp clearing of her throat and a snap to attention indicate her wish to keep her appearances together. Just as always.

Jack looked down at his proxy, lightly placing his hand on her shoulder. He did not like the body language the girl was giving off, and her following words troubled him slightly. She had pulled herself together quickly, but her troubles had already been caught by the Slenderman. “What is the problem, my dear S?” He asked in a calm tone. 

[proxystuck-blog]

>Be someone else, ASAP

You are now this lovely young woman, standing in the bedroom her DADDY set up for her and her SISTER. She too is already named, so why not try and guess it?

> Enter Name  

[apersonificationofhumility]

((Send ♥ This ♥ To ♥ The ♥ Fifteen ♥ Nicest ♥ People ♥ On ♥ Tumblr ♥ If ♥ You ♥ Get ♥ 5 ♥ Back ♥ You ♥ Must ♥ Be ♥ Perfect))

Oh, thank you so much! But I really do not deserve this- there are so many nicer people on here! But I do appreciate the compliment, really!

[askjackslendy]

Karl Is No More

Jack watched as the proxy approached him, their expression invisible under their mask. They had their arms to their sides and a bag strapped to their back.

The proxy was giggling quietly, as if trying to be respectful but unable to hold back completely. "Well?" The Slenderman asked, tilting his head to the side. 

The proxy's giggling grew in volume as they moved their arms to the bag, digging though it and pulling out a bloodied gas mask, with the jagged remnants of a neck sticking out from it. "He's dead just like you wanted, daddy!"  "Good, we don't need to let a traitor live too long..." Jack sighed, patting their head before taking the head from their hands. "Get some rest, Elaine."  

((Karlmod deleted his account. Instead of deleting any trace of him (Because it's hard to delete everything), the mods and I decided his death might be more fitting since the account is gone. So yes, there is a close of the chapter of Karl...)) 

[askslenderwoman-blog-blog]

HI lADY oPeRaToR!111!11!1! :)  *waves enthusiastically*  SO i WAS gONNA wISH yOU A HAPpY fRIDAY THE 13tH, BUT i RAn OUT Of QUEStIOnS...... :(  sO i GUeSS i'LL jUST SAY It HERE!1!  HapPY fRIDAY THE 13Th, lADY oPeRAToR!1111!1! :)

Hello, Elaine darling. Happy Friday the Thirteenth to you, as well.