#brendaniel.exe

[moderator-monnie]

Artwork/Commission by @lazy-charlie

Brendaniel The Acutal Guy @brendaniel

Bonus Doodle And Reference Sheet for Brendaiel.exe and him outside of his springlock suit.

[moderator-monnie]

Artwork/Commission by @lazy-charlie

Brendaniel The Acutal Guy @brendaniel

POV: you saw Bredaniel.exe and disturbed him as he was picking up his glasses, and also stepped on a leaf.

[moderator-monnie]

artwork made and commissioned from @lazy-charlie

Brendaniel The Acutal Guy @brendaniel

Hello everyone, my name is Benny Banks, and I'd like to recall to you something that happened to me a few nights ago and the horrible events I would never wish upon anyone, not even my greatest foe.

It was a night like any other. I had just gotten off my graveyard shift at GameStop at our local mall. I don't see why a video game store needs to be open past 9 p.m. on a Wednesday, but I don't get paid to ask questions; in fact, I barely get paid at all. GameStop isn't going well.

I remember I was waiting for the bus, and it was a clear night, very dark. Besides the street lights, it was about 3 a.m., so I was exhausted as I sat down on that filthy bench. I heard a very familiar laugh. Thinking about it now, I think it was Nelson Muntz from the Simpsons. I would know that iconic 'HA HA' anywhere.

And just as soon as I looked where the laugh came from, the street lamps began to flicker. I tugged at the collar of my shirt. I slowly began to sweat. The laughter just got louder in a higher-pitched voice. I could hear it all around me, and it was safe to say I was shaking in my boots.

I slowly called out as I got up from the park bench. "H-Hello?" and as soon as I finally spoke, it was pitch black for about an entire minute before suddenly I saw a green pair of lights appear in the darkness. My chest was pounding a million beats a minute.

And then the street lamps came back on, revealing a figure that was in the darkness—a figure I recognized—it was Brendaniel at Twitch.TV/BRENDANIEL, but something was wrong; this wasn't the deep voiced goofy slightly recognized though on the grand scheme of things lesser known streamer I watched almost every day of the week.

No, this was much worse than the regular Brendaniel. This was... oh god, I struggle to even say the name; it haunts me even now and makes me worry that he will come back to get me. The man I saw under the street lamp was... Brendaniel.exe wearing that iconic springlock suit, with hyper-realistic eyes and bleeding Mountain dew from the eyes, his ears twitched, and so did his cat tail, which swished back and forth.

As soon as he noticed me, he pointed his clawed hand at me and shouted in that familiar Brendaniel's voice, "Hee Hoo Stinky, I'ma Wash You." I screamed and began to sprint away.

He, on the other hand, just casually walked behind me—not even a power walk—just walked like he was on a light stroll, and as I ran on my way, I took a look back at him, still walking normally, and he just stopped politely waving at me. Safe to say, I was scared sh*tless.

I had to take a few stops to get some water and let myself rest, but eventually I seemingly lost him and made it back home. I locked the front door and all the windows, and I laid down on my couch.

I was finally safe and alone. I picked up my phone in order to call the police just in case, but it wouldn't turn on. That's right, I forgot to charge my phone while at work that day, like the idiot I was and still am.

I closed my eyes, deciding to slowly fall asleep, but not long later I woke up with my eyes covered and what felt like a wet cloth rubbing my face. I panicked and got up, and there he was. He just stared at me, unable to make expressions since his suit didn't allow it.

He just held a hot washcloth and a bucket of soapy water in his other hand before saying. "I said I was going to wash you, mother fucker, and you left your back door unlocked."

I screamed at the top of my lungs and ran up the stairs, running into my bedroom. I swear, as I ran off, I heard him loudly sigh and say, "I swear, Lois, this is worse than the time; I exe'd all over that guy in 1973." Was this monster doing a family guy cut-away gag?

I managed to make it back to my bedroom, and I heard a loud but slow stomp up the stairs and an exhausted man groan loudly.

I tried to look for a weapon to defend myself, but I had nothing but a corn hole board and a corn husk. I figured that wouldn't be useful, but I did see my window and I had access to my roof.

He made it up to my bedroom door and politely knocked. "Are You Winning, Son? Also, is that corn I smell in there? As a man from Idaho, I love me some corn; you know what they say about us Idaho boys, we make do!" He just loudly started sniffing the door like a dog, despite the fact he was a cat under that weird human flesh springlock suit.

I took this chance while he was distracted and managed to open my window. He realised my door was unlocked and opened it. As soon as I saw his terrifying face, I quickly tried to find a way to climb down but slipped and fell off my roof.

With a loud thud, I landed and was knocked completely out, one of my arms broken and my jaw partly injured, Brendaniel.exe came out through the front door after unlocking it.

He sighed softly before picking up his phone and calling the ambulance, but before he left, he took out two massive silly straws and stuck them on each of his vampire fangs.

"Well, I mean, you're injured anyway. Guess I can enjoy a snack; I love me some blood."

And that was the end of my story. I woke up in the hospital just a few hours ago. My body is still in pain, but I did get a nice get-well-now note and a basket with a case of Mountian dew. Most people would assume that he killed me, but that's not the case; he just sipped some blood from me and left, though in the get-well-now note I did notice something ominous.

It read, "Ready for Bath 2?"

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To be Continued ... ... ... ?