His eye still get the creepy highlights when he's feeling evil.
He still has the bit of pink in his hair, just a bit less prominent.
He's on the skinny side but not skeletal.
He still dyes and bleaches his hair.
Still has scars just not as many and I got creative with them.
He's still questioning and poly.
And his hobbies and clothing preference is still the same.
Also yes he still makes his dolls.
So what all is different?
He now has a 50's/60's aesthetic, going as far as to speak like he's from the time period.
He travels around usually only in America, but he wants to go outside the country. Of course he wants to do his research and learn the basics of the language and social ettiquite first.
He may be a serial killer but he has some human decency.
Buddy did kill his parents but can't remember it. Nobody has found their bodies yet.
What he lacks in muscle he makes up in endurance. He can't run fast but he knows it and will keep a brisk pace like he's Michael Myers if he's after someone.
It's helpful when he's working somewhere. His favorite jobs are at cafe's. He probably makes cafe vlog videos on youtube for some extra ad revenue.
Another fun thing about him is he's hypermobile. His joints are way more elastic, allowing him to bend and fit in the weirdest places, like your cabinet, closet, under your bed-
Due to his joints being more elastic it causes him issues. He has to wear joint braces when he works or if he moves around a lot.
Buddy knows he gets away with everything because he's a rich white boy and says ACAB. He's killed cops.
He's way more delusional, his house looking like a giant time capsule of that period. He wants to believe he's living in a happy commercial from that time and nothing goes wrong ever.
His house is FULL of vintage antiques. His living room looks right out of a movie, his TV is a box with a VHS player, even his stove his vintage. Everything works just fine too, he makes sure to take good care of his house. Only issue are the creepy vintage dolls scattered about.
He still stuffs dolls with hearts but when he really likes someone he'll go the extra mile.
He'll try to make their whole body into one big taxidermy doll. He just can't let go.
If this does good I'll make these one shot posts a thing I write now and then. Maybe weekly.
Easter at the mansion, like most other holidays, aren't really celebrated by the others and has to be set up by the few who actually care. In this case, Leo and Sally come together to set up an egg hunt for everyone. The incentive? They put their room keys in the eggs.
Jeff was the first to discover his room was locked and ran down into the lobby to politely ask who the culprit was. "WHICH ONE OF YOU MOTHERF*KERS LOCKED MY ROOM?!" Everyone but Leo, who had a smug smile on his face, looked around in confusion and a bit of worry.
Slenderman jumped a bit from his desk as his doors swung open with an angry Jeff storming in. "YOU BETTER NOT LET THIS SH*T SLIDE CAUSE I AIN'T HAPPY ONE BIT AT HAVIN' MY ROOM LOCKED." The tall entity stared in confusion until he remembered what day it was. He beckoned for someone to translate his sign language for Jeff, Sally stepping forward. "If I remember correctly, some of the members in the mansion decided to try convincing you all to take a day off to relax and bond with an easter egg hunt. You must look through the mansion and work together to find your room keys. I was asked for permission and only requested to leave my office unlocked."
Jeff was fuming, grabbing the edge of his desk and cracking it in his grip. "You must think yer funny lettin' this sh*t slide. I ain't takin' part in no easter egg hunt just to be in my own f*ckin' room!" Leo leaned over and put a hand on his brother's shoulder. "Language, Jeffery. Sally is present." they said with a soft and smug tone. They knew Jeff was seconds from blowing a fuse and didn't want to see it get targeted towards their boss who could kill him in seconds. ". . . Motherf*ker."
As Jeff tries to kill Leo in the mansion lobby, the latter dodging his attacks until he tired out, the rest reluctantly or willingly took part in the egg hunt.
Giggles was having the most fun as it helped reach high spots and kept everyone updated on the room key situation. EJ was doing calculations to figure out where the next hiding spots could be. B.E.N was even utilized, using their access to the security cameras to try and spot eggs from overhead. Sally was just having fun seeing everyone at least exist in the same space without conflict, minus two.
After a few hours, nobody could find any eggs and brought them to the lobby. Jeff had stopped trying to kill Leo at this point but stayed lying face down on the couch in protest of the event while they went to help out.
"All we have to do now is open them all and sort out the keys from the treats." he informed as he took an egg out of his basket. Opening it, a $5 bill poked out. "Oh! Lucky me!" Jeff looks up from the couch and his jaw drops. "WAIT THERE WAS CASH?!" Before Leo could say anything he began to run around and look for any remaining eggs.
The rest of the group opened their eggs, finding numerous sweets, trinkets, and cash inside each of them. They even took the time to swap candy for ones they prefered. Eventually, all the eggs were opened and the keys returned to their owners, all but one.
Jeff finally ran back, exhausted but holding up a single gold egg. Leo sighed in relief "Thank goodness! I thought we lost your room key!" It wasn't the cash he wanted but he could at least sleep the rest of today away. With a pop, the egg opened and inside was... "A single f*ckin' jelly bean."
Sally snorted and cackled as Leo stood up to keep Jeff from making her double dead. "Jeff, no! I'm sure your key is somewhere in here! Maybe someone dropped an egg?"
They didn't find his room key even after searching till midnight. Jeff had to sleep in the infirmary on one of the stiff, uncomfortable beds. As he tossed and turned he eventually gave up, staring at the cieling with a sigh. His attention was caught when he heard taps on the tile floor approaching him. "What'd ya want? I'm busy tryin' to sleep n sh*t." A rolled up wad of cash was placed on the table beside him by a clawed blue hand. Jeff was confused for a moment, only having ever fought with EJ in any of their encounters. The empty sockets behind his mask stared before turning and leaving.
"Uh... thanks?" Jeff muttered awkwardly as he pocketed the cash. At least today wasn't entirely horrible.
♡ VERY VERY VERY LATE Valentines Day Shenanigans in the Reheated Mansion! ♡
i mightbe forgotten about this draft post
Sally, Giggles, and Buddy have been working together to figure out what to get everyone, making little valentines, and having it ready for the night before.
Once everyone was asleep they snuck around and slipped the cards under their doors and set the gift baskets outside. It's a yearly thing at the mansion but the way they always change it up and somehow outdo themselves each time surprises everyone.
Giggles and Buddy both like to gossip about the folks in the mansion and play a bit of matchmaker.
They've been trying to get Jeff to quit being so aggressive towards EJ but each time he, somehow, takes any letters they write under EJ's name as challenges or patronizing. They've thought about stopping but it's also funny to watch.
They want to help find Leo someone since he's such a nice guy but also a sad sack. He has looks, fashion sense, they even have wealth, but the one thing they do lack is luck.
Slenderman has been seen signing at the walls before. Buddy theorizes he has someone he likes and practices how to confess that way.
Weird since he never leaves the mansion unless someone trespasses.
