Faceless Demon

“Slenderman can invoke memory loss in all but the most resolute - you could have already had a Slenderman encounter and not remember it.” Indie RP blog for Slenderman. All icons on this blog are made by ubiquitous-smiling.

[thefemalepyramidhead]

           She let out a ill-tempered growling sound, yanking the             barely conscious man by his ankle roughly. He only             made a small noise in pain, then quiet. The she-             demon dropped him by a nearby tree, rolling her              shoulders back before dragging the large blade she             had in tow around.

          The hefty weapon had been hoisted into the air, then              swung towards the victim, only to hear the thump and             rolling of a severed head into the leaf litter.

                                           This man didn’t deserve a hellish                                            punishment, but he didn’t deserve                                            to go a free man.

[tallpaleandfaceless]

The Tall Man watched her decapitate the human, a smirk in his mind growing as the head rolled away like it was a bowling ball. A good decapitation, always a good way to begin the torment. What she planned to do next was still a mystery to him, but it seemed like a good moment to appear.

He teleported in front of the mortal's now headless body, staring down at the she-devil before him and standing up straight. Ten feet of terror would be a strange sight for even the most experienced monster, right? Surely she'd take a swing at him.

[tallpaleandfaceless]

thefemalepyramidhead

Unsanitary. It seemed as though this beast was new, as he had never seen her around before. The problem was that, she hadn't even taken the time to clean herself for anything, being practically naked and covered in blood. As for the head of a pyramid, well to each their own. The faceless being was not one to judge, unless you were a mortal of course. He teleported to another angle, curious to see what exactly she was doing. 

[sacrificialsword-deactivated201]

Something was following her. An assassin could feel one’s presence from sounds, vibrations, smell…yet this felt different. She knew she was being followed, yet whenever she turned around, there was no scurrying or anything that could be seen as suspicious. Nevertheless, she continued onward; and her heart beating faster with each turn of the head.

For safety, she kept her sword in hand…just in case. 

[tallpaleandfaceless]

He teleported into an alleyway and stood still as she walked by, a smirk growing in his mind as she walked by, completely un-noticing of him. He was aware that she could feel his presence now, and that was only the beginning of the fear he was striking. Next, he teleported far down the road, so he looked much smaller and normal to her in the distance.

How he loved the pathetic mortal life.

[ubiquitous-smiling]

Atramentous nostrils flared, a typical ‘greeting’ from the canine. It was smelling the being it knew, much like the species it mocked. Fragentless- typical. The being was displaying no emotions. How tasteless. Smile never liked the lack of smell.

                                           D i s a p p o i n t i n g.

                                          That immortal smile graced lipless muzzle as they glanced upon the tall being, as if trying to seem welcoming but utterly failing at it. Honestly, they weren’t trying at all. It was never in Smile’s interest to comfort any beings. 

                                           ❝You know, even being faceless, you don’t seem pleased to see me.❞

[tallpaleandfaceless]

Of course he wasn't pleased to see the mock-canine. He never was. It was as if it always showed up as soon as he was getting into the hunt of things. Some nobody by the name of Alex was his latest victim, and he was just about to strike when the presence of dog appeared.

How irritating. Slenderman retracted the tentacles into his back and stared bent down slightly to get closer to it. A simple grunt came from the faceless being in response, not bothering to even attempt to speak to him. Mortal tongue was still something he wasn't exactly overjoyed to use. He hadn't had to use it yet after all.

[tallpaleandfaceless]

sacrificialsword

Swords, hm? He supposed that this woman fancied herself a tough one, considering the stance and way she moved. She stuck to the shadows and kept a watchful eye for anyone attempting to stalk her...too bad; her eyes just aren't watchful enough. Slenderman stood among the trees, watching her move through the empty streets like nothing. She was a mission of some kind, but he could care less about that. The important thing, was that he was hungry, and she was the only thing around to satisfy his desire for food. 

[tallpaleandfaceless]

cxnscia

Pathetic. 'Jeff the Killer', as he had been dubbed could be seen creeping around inside the house, as Slenderman watched from the outside. He fancied himself a monster, as far as he could tell. Whether or not that was true, was still a mystery to the Tall Man, but it was still a pathetic act to say the least. He knew that he could slay Jeff in an instant if he really wanted to, but it was much more fun to watch him murder his own kind; for the simple pleasure of watching him try to be in the leagues of real monsters. 

[tallpaleandfaceless]

ubiquitous-smiling

The puppy has appeared. Seeming as if it's grin could grow no more. Somehow, it finds a way to surprise him with every appearance; Mostly because it simply seems to drop in without any notice. What did the dog what, he had to ask himself. Could it be more pointless prattle about 'spreading the word' or what have it? Perhaps he was there to gnaw on one of his legs like it was a bone, no one really knew with it. All Slenderman knew, was that it was going to be trouble that he didn't want to worry about. 

[areyou-stillawake]

[tallpaleandfaceless]

WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?

The Tall Man glared down at the small robot. Machinery. Useless to him. Ignore it.