Slender's pet Jeff's toy
So chapter 3 already... Im impressed Tiff, why thank you Tiff...
So im planning on making the chapters a lot longer from here on out, sorry i've just been to excited, i really like this story! Also its about to get a lot more morbid, for all of the creepypastas, and mostly for Shadow!
So here we go!
Also i dont own any SCP's or creepypastas
In a wonderful place of 1800's london a doctor would cure the sick the plauge, he knew the cure infact he was the cure with mask of a crow, and cloak of black, but more like a second layer of poisonos skin, he would cure everyone basically putting them out of their misary, it was the only way.
It seemed the only ones that didnt need the cure were the doctors they seemed to be immune, but i was differnt the people of london had called me a monster, i believed it was the sickness going to their head.
But now i sit in confinment, i can still sense the sickness all around me, i do want to cure everyone, but i will infact be leaving soon, the people here think thats impossible, we'll see about that...
Shadow here, so ive just finished with my next art piece, a young girl, her room covered in blood, and she was now missing a bone from her ribs and a chunk of her natural red hair for the brush, i've painted the handle red, with her blood, and put a spray so the blood would stay the proper color but also so that it would'nt fade away.
I finally got a chance to kill alone, also they've removed the straight jacket, so im back to wearing my origanal paint stained clothes, sure the jacket was awesome, but it got pretty annoying after awhile, the whole fact of not being able to move, sure ive become phycotic after awhile but i blame slender and jefff..
I can only take so much! Their awesome beings even more now since theyve been giving me more space, and not constantly forceing me into sex or cutting me, was it their plan to corrupt me, but now im attracted to Jeff...
Not so much Slenderman, but i seriously adore an idolize SCP-049 the infamous Plauge doctor, oh how i wish to meet him someday... Its sad i cant touch him since his skin is toxic, ive studdied him over the internet, for awhile and even now, every night after each kill.
Ive painted his picture over and over with expensive black paint, i believe he deservs the best, and when the day comes that i can meet him id Plauge him with questions and interveiw him so i had his voice, ive asked permision from slender that if the dr. Would ever visit to save a room for him.
2 weeks later Slenderman calls me downstairs, once i casually walk down the long staircase i stop dead in my tracks, "oh my hell! It really is you!" i rush over to him, "try it..." slender orders, the Dr. Nods quietly and reaches out to me, i cower.
He touches my cheek and it just feels warm and soft, "he seems to be immune." the Dr. Nods, i blush deeep red and i hug him, he accepts.
Slender chuckles, "i told you he's your biggest fan, thank you for agreeing to live here..." slender shakes the doctors hand, "NO WAY!" i grin from ear to ear.
So i finally get his voice recording and asked my questions he seemed pretty nice, he has had an interesting life, so he's immortal... I should've known that, i add to my desktop apple computer, i guess even if this house isn't safely built the electronics are out of this world, since the creepypastas are often on the internet, like me scareing the hell out of people also going on omegel to silently stalk humans with my mask on, most people switch chats quickly, but i guess ive gained a few dozen fans, mainly females, offering sex to me.
Even some of the guys, a lot of creepy old men log on and start being pervs so i show my jars of blood and famous handcrafted paintbrushes and the fear in their eyes are priceless, it gets me so excited to kill them, i take notes of stupid people who type down their adress, only a few live here in Canada,, but most live in our next destination london England, so thats why i keep their names in my art book.
I guess we'll be moveing soon since we've almost run out of people there is just enough for each creepypasta... I guess we're going out tomorrow to cause a masacer a killing spree, i've chosen a good looking male, i shall make a lovely masterpeice out of him, and i'll take several bones to add to my collection, and carve them into unique designs.
We've been packing for about a week now and we're ready to leave by tomorrow at dusk.
The slender brothers teleport everything to our next home i guess its old and gothic victorian and again in the woods.. Seems proper, not a single human has found us only the wildlife and they dont bother us in the least.
I cant sseem to sleep right now i'm just so excited we start at 12am and go through to nightfall, it'll be a long night, so even though i'll need a ton of caffine i'm still so giddy, i guess the dr. Doesn't sleep so i just talk to him all night.
He seems tollernt which is good for me because half the time i cant shut up. So i show him my art which most of it has been sent to the new place and slender was nice enough to hang it all around the house, it's a massive house with lots of wall space...
Trenderman teleported all my labled jars of blood, ive given the plauge doc a painting of me used with my own blood i painted it next to him... He painted a picture of himself kind of sloppy but i told him id treasure it.
He seemed happy about that.
Even though we all get our own rooms the Doc offered to stay with me, i guess he has a small crush on me, and my ego zooms up, i like being loved by my crushes, so i told Jeff i dont need him anymore he understood but slender won't accept it, and threatens to still make love to me.
I can tell the Plauge Dr. Is slightly annoyed, kind of makes me happy, so its 11:58pm and its time for the spree, we head out the slender brothers find their meals for the night and all of the other pastas head off to their chosen houses, while i saunter over my terrified prey ive strapped him to the bed, and i start, "first to go each and every nail." i explain with my paintbrush i peel off every nail he screams in agony i just hum along.
Once i finish "next pull out of your hair possiblely your full skelp (?)" and i cut it away he's started crying "ah the sweet melody~!" i blush. "next your lovely grey eyes will be mine." so i dig them out with my fingers he has gone quiet, "my,my already dead... To bad." i pout so i finish by taking around 15 bones and still having several hours until slender picks me up i grab my jar and fill it up with his blood, i also carve the bones and add the hair, ive made a couple larger paintbrushes.
And when slender arrrives we teleport away.
I marvel at my new shared room, "lovely." then i walk around and look at all my nicely hung art peieces i hang my newest in my room, The plauge doctor is relaxing on his bed, and i place my new jar of blood on my large shelf, i even took the time to build a second shelf and placed nice containers to store each size of brush and hair color.
Oooh exciting~3
I sleep right after supper we ordered take out since no body wanted to cook. I offered to cook the next morning my famous apple pancakes with a sweet blood and berry sauce.
Morning arives quickly, and i lazily got up and got started on breakfast, eveyone enjoyed the pancakes and we went over a plan of who we would kill first that night, i agreed on my first vitim being a young girl around 16, shes been stalking me on omegal for awhile now.