#slenderverse roleplay

[sunbl3ached-fly]

it's so boring here. there's basically nothing to do besides clean up dead bodies, and that's disgusting. I hate it here.

[themadystergates]

GOOD DAY!

it’s me, mads, i’m on the search for slenderverse friends or roleplay buddies. perchance i may make a big discord server? maybe a group type of rp.

i don’t bite i promise. i just want some fun slenderverse buddies to play with our funny slenderverse dolls together

discord only gulp @ madystergates

[vamp1re-b0y]

God damn I have been gone for.. a while.

Finally decided to remake my blog. Realized I cant exactly isolate myself forever..

Online chatting is good. Its a good step forward.

Its good.

Its good enough.

[cryptidcornerart]

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐒𝐓

This Apartment Does Not Exist a Slenderverse Discord RP server.

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐒𝐓 | DISBOARD: Discord Server List

This Apartment Does Not Exist.--It does not appear on maps. It cannot be photographed correctly. It cannot be perceived by anyone not alread

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It does not appear on maps. It cannot be photographed correctly. It cannot be perceived by anyone not already affected.

Those who enter do not remember how they arrived.

The building contains an infinite number of floors and rooms that rearrange themselves when unobserved. Hallways stretch longer than physically possible. Stairwells loop. Elevators stop at floors that do not exist, closets that lead somewhere else when you’re desperate, and walls that breathe when you’re not looking.

Some doors open to places that were never inside the building at all. Up is down, and left is right. Clocks are stuck at 3:33 am.

The Apartment is an anomaly created by Slenderman: a containment space, a feeding ground, or a cage? Something that could be inexplicably affected by Slender’s powers, could it have been after an attack on someone staying there? There isn’t a way to know or fully tell or know.

Previous escape attempts have led to:

- Returning to a different floor

- Exiting into a room that used to be elsewhere

- Waking up back inside after “escaping.”

The building appears to react to fear, obsession, and prolonged residence.

[pr3achers-d4ughterz]

hii 😯

- @twentyfiir2tcentury2chiizoiidman

HI REBEKAH !!! HOW ARE U MAN !!!

[holiestfollower]

Leo had been wandering through the forest... He'd bought some more memoriy and kept them within the bag he'd been dragging everywhere when he'd bumped into Sylvanis,

His hair was messier and He'd switched to pants for practically, Still dressed the same he yelped as he dropped his camera.... , He was still filming -

Most of Anything he'd been filming was posted sporadically... 'course nothing ever seemed to make sense did it... - Ghost Boy

Sylvanus was busy with his own work, a potential sighting of his god. As soon as he'd seen someone mention a pale animal within the nearby forest, he jumped at the opportunity to view it himself.

He knew he'd potentially be reprimanded for going out of his way to see The Speaker. Sean always said that it'd "come to him when he was ready," but Syl needed to see it, at least once.

His head snapped in the direction of Leo, not expecting someone else to be within the same woods at this time of day, let alone someone else recording. There was an odd familiarity to them, itching at the back of his head. Maybe he'd encountered them before?

"Fucking–" His heart was in his throat, thudding against the confines of his skin. He swallowed it down, steeling himself as he glared at the sudden intrusion. "Odd hour to be out here by yourself, isn't it?"

[invaderrex]

YOU! YES YOU! DO YOU LIKE CREEPYPASTA/SLENDERVERSE?

What about Roleplay?

If you said yes, I have exactly the thing for you.

Welcome to Hart's Pass, a small town located in Tennessee at the boot of the Appalachian Mountains.

Many would say Hart's Pass is the perfect place to disappear, being surrounded by dense woods and holding a population of merely 1,782. It's one of those towns where everybody knows one another, and yet nobody seems to give a fuck.

Where old, beat up pickup trucks roam the streets, dying lights hang over diner tables, swings creak idly in autumn breezes, Hart's Pass is nothing special to most. But if you ask the inhabitants within the town, they'd say there's plenty to talk about in the old town.

The Woods, they'd say. Avoid the woods. For it resides there. That Faceless Thing, they call it. The thing that takes the form of a tall, faceless man, luring victims into the woods surrounding Hart's Pass. Often, they're never seen again. In the rare case they are? They've certainly got a story to tell.

What's your story? What will you do in Hart's Pass?

Hart's Pass is a 18+ Creepypasta Roleplay Server that takes place in 2008. In this Creepypasta AU, the Pastas live in an abandoned motel just outside of a small town in the deep south, Hart's Pass.

Invite Link:

https://discord.gg/8KpRrSnHS2

[roleplayfinder]

(23F, 18+ only!) Looking for a casual roleplay, please. :) Just a paragraph or two per post. I’m in grad school and–though I love RP–have lots of writing to do already. Here are my interests! Fandoms: Doctor Who, Creepypasta, Slenderverse, Supernatural, The Umbrella Academy. Genres: romance, paranormal, horror, slice of life, science fiction, fantasy, AU. Like or interact with this post, and I’ll message you. Thanks for reading!

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