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Temperence Fosner

small trypophobia warning

hiii i hope it’s okay to add my oc to this lore.

This is Temperence Fosner. Coming from a broken family after they birthed three children with an extremely rare condition. A bad case of the holes. Isolated her whole life, and zoo animal treatment from the community has made her develop a hard shell around her feelings. Now coming off as bored, monotone, crabby, and maybe a little elegant.

Assassinates government officials of the island she lives on in the dead of night. Absolutely no trace of them the next day. The holes in her skin hold electricity, something she’s used to dabble in concepts of puppets and resurrection. Using brain cells from her victims to bring her little creations to life.

𝒜 𝒱𝒶𝑔𝓊𝑒 𝑀𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓎

a fic where vox has been reincarnated into an imp

“Oookay, so, the guy we need to kill ding dong ditched our client in middle school, and he wants revenge. How should we go about this?” Blitzø dances around the IMP office, enthusiastic about stealing Moxxie and Millie’s new money to buy a horse with.

Moxxie clears his throat. “We could sneak in through the window, and kill him while he sleeps- OR we could take him out to dinner, put laxatives in his food, and then when he needs to shit, we follow him to the bathroom-“

Blitzø rolls his eyes. “Alright, alright Moxxie, we don’t need your overly complex plans today! Doing this in your smart, sophisticated way isn’t gonna get my dick all the way up!”

“I SAY, WE KIDNAP HIM AND MAKE HIM WATCH ME PLAY MARIO KART FOR 10 HOURS WHILE YOU GUYS BEAT HIM TO DEATH!” Millie canon balls into the conversation.

Moxxie and Blitzø look at Mille with pure concern.

Moxxie eventually speaks up.

“Honey… that’s.. no.”

Millie sighs. “Yeah, you’re right, I’m sorry! I’m just excited!”

“Hey guys, am I allowed to come today, since the newbie probably isn’t coming?” Loona doesn’t even bother to look up at the rest of the gang. Doing who knows what on her phone.

“Sweetie, I’m so sorry, but I’d were sticking to Moxxie’s barely disguised laxative fetish plan, that likely won’t smell great with your EEXXXXCELLANT NOSEEE! You have the best nose, by the way.” Blitzø exclaims, replying to Loona’s request.

Millie looks at the new guy, before looking to Looka. “Hey Loona, maybe you should as the newbie if he wants to come, before- assuming he doesn’t…”

Loona rolls her eyes and slams her phone on the table, the same one her legs are crossed over.

“Hey new guy, are you tagging along?” She asks him quickly.

An imp sits at the left end of the table, looking down at the table. He wears a cyan box over his head, and a black turtleneck. He fidgets with a lighter.

“God Loona, would it kill you to make eye contact with your coworkers every once and awhile?” The new guy asks, obviously annoyed by everything and everyone.

“Dude, just answer the question.” Loona is nearly at her limit with this new guy.

Blitzø calls him Cii. A unique spelling of “sigh”, even know it’s just the Spanish term for “yes” with an extra “I” and wow uniquely spelled names are ugly. The rant you are currently reading right now is Cii’s thoughts. Poor Cii. He has pretty severe amnesia. Knows almost nothing about himself.

“Fine. No, I’m not going on one of your stupid missions.”

“YES!” Loona exclaims.

“Alright bitches! Let’s go kick some ass!” Blitzø has a leadership in his voice.

“YEAHH!” The team replies.

Everyone but Cii. He doesn’t even bother to get up from his chair and go to Loona’s desk. After a solid 15 minutes, he finally stands up. Some material on the desk builds static up in his sleeve, and gives him a faint shock. A surprising one, yet faint.

That’s all it took for a vague memory to come back to him. {*^*} a memory.

Vox chases Valentino through a McMammons play place.

“GET THE FUCK- GET BACK HERE!” Vox shouts at Val.

“NO!” Val says with a big fat smirk on his face.

Vox falls off of the setup, hitting the ground with a thud, hurting his back.

“AAAH, GOD DAMMIT.” Vox turns on his side so that he doesn’t have to keep pressure on his back.

He can see a tall moth man standing above him.

“Now, now, Voxxy~” Val picks Vox up bridal style, and starts carting him out of the McMammons.

Vox crosses his arms in anger, but can’t help but feel fluttery inside. “I am going to fuck you senseless when we get home.” Vox accidentally faintly shocks himself on Val’s fur after sliding around in plastic McMammons slides all day.

Val chuckles. Not saying a thing.

{~_~}

Cii walks through the streets of hell, hands in his pockets. He passes a park bench. A tall, anthro moth sits on it. Cii only really stops when he hears a harmonica melody. The melody is familiar. It’s comforting. The moth man stops when he feels eyes on him.

“Do you want a job?” The moth man asks,

Cii crosses his arms in discomfort. “No, I’m just watching. What’s up with the sad vibe?”

“I lost somebody very important to me a week ago, I miss him dearly.” The moth man replies. “Where are you from, cutie?”

“Who the hell knows?

Headcanon that kate and toby have really short nails from biting them absentmindedly, and nina takes it upon herself to break the habit for them. she says it's because "she needs more nail to paint"😤

she's always lightly slapping their hands away from their mouths and kate n toby just let it happen😭😭

creepypasta headcanons!1!1!!1

Aight here are some creepypasta headcanons cuz im bored

Slenderman

-his tentacles are furry and look like really long cat tails and get puffy and zig zaggy when he’s mad. -He is a father figure to the proxies but not a super good one and typically ends up seeming like an evil boss when he wants to appear as a father figure.

-There are two computers in the whole mansion that are old but work enough to search the internet and play minecraft

-Slenderman usually doesn’t leave the proxies alone when he’s going out for awhile because the one time he did, Jeff and Ben downloaded 69 bites of gay old man 🌽 on his computer and then Clockwork shat on it after. He cried when he got home.

Jeff The Killer

-I headcanon he’s vegan bc he loves animals

-absolute baby with fragile ‘masculinity’

-his friends joke about him being a republican hillbilly because he’s southern. (actually has a very slight accent too.)

-He’s friends with Nina despite knowing that she has a crush on him. He doesn’t mind. -he makes really gay jokes with ben

-Showers like once a month and smells bad. -I headcanon that he’s asexual and fairly androgynous. Doesn’t really know what he’s romantically attracted to, nor does he care.

-Wants to be friends with Jane again but knows he can’t.

-he was high on pain killers when he killed his family and Jane’s family in the same night and continued killing because he thought there would be no going back and now is afraid of drugs.

-edgy 15 year old with offensive tumblr humor

-Toby jokes about him being fat

-His favorite song is sweet dreams.

-was actually friends with Randy, Keith, and Troy. But a massive argument caused them to stop being friends and led to the whole incident.

Ben Drowned

-Doesn’t shower

-100% gay

-Can control the power in the mansion and make the lights turn off or something.

-Surpringly good with technology and doxxes people when he’s mad. He also jokingly threatened to leak Liu’s address which scared Liu half to death.

-Has a best friend trolling trio with Jeff and EJ

-His room smells bad

-owns a worn out gaming chair

Eyeless Jack

-Doesn’t actually like eating kidneys, Chernobog just makes him, but sometimes he fools Chernobog by eating kidney beans

-Gets weirded out when somebody calls him the “son of Chernobog” because he thinks it’s weird and too fancy.

-Listens to rap music

-Tried to become a rapper and used garbage YouTube beats, he made five songs that were all about fingering Otis (Bloody Painter). He also sampled an audio of Jeffrey beatboxing sweet dreams in the background of one of his songs. This same song had kazoo in the bridge

-ex zalgo goon but nobody knows but Slenderman and he’s too scared of what everyone would think if they knew.

-Extremely insecure about his face and always has his mask on. Only people who’ve seen are Jeff and Slenderman.

Ticci Toby

-Asshole with hatchets -joked about being flat earth but now thinks he might actually be flat earth

-besties with Clockwork

-Hates waffles. He hates them so much, he went into a gas station at 9pm, shoplifted a box of frozen waffles, threw them at a group of middle schoolers, and popped a cap in the cashier’s ass when he tried to stop Toby. He actually got his face on the news for this. One time, Lazari poured syrup in the vents and the mansion smelled like waffles for a whole week, Toby had constant headaches while throwing up and crying because he thought the mansion smelled so bad.

-Very quiet and always cooperative, so he’s like Slenderman’s favorite.

-bullies jeff for apparently being fat.

-literally doesn’t sleep

-Around most people he’s his canon self, that is very cold and quiet. Around his friends he’s more fanon Toby, annoying, immature, and has a weird sense of humor.

-encouraged Jeff to go full hillbilly mode and run over Offenderman with a truck.

-smells like cat pee and butter

-Always has an attitude and mad about something.

Bloody Painter

-Listened to all 5 of EJ’s soundtracks. Has the kazoo one on his Spotify playlist.

-Artistic

-Comes off as smart but says the dumbest thing every now and then.

-Scared of potatoes. He thinks they crawl around his room at night.

-Had the weird ice cream cut in middle school.

-Doesn’t wash his hands

Clockwork

-has a very stylish pixie cut.

-people often look at her clock eye to check the time.

-makes up things to be mad about

-has a Barbie doll that Sally gave her that was naked, bald, and didn’t have arms. She twisted its legs backwards and gave it prosthetic tampon arms so that it could sit on her nightstand on all fours. His name is Hector.

-shat on Slenderman’s computer

-besties with Toby. They were actually a couple once but then Clockwork found out she was lesbian and they broke it off. Now they’re best friends and both assholes and say the meanest things to each other as jokes.

-Has freckles all over her face. Like literally everywhere.

-Has vine humor

Nina The Killer

-absolute scene queen

-Jazmin Bean listener

-Has more anger issues than Jeff

-Didn’t kill her family. It was her bullies who killed her family.

-Toby hit her with a shoe and then chased her around the mansion to hit her with the shoe more.

-“I’m not like other girls” mindset.

-actually very sweet when she’s not mad

-dyes the streak in her hair a different color every month

(Part 2?)

surrounding yourself with too many suicidal people (and what it does)

hello.

my name is moll. I need to talk to you. And before I do, I need to put a trigger warning on this post. I will be discussing mental health and suicidal topics. If these trigger you, do not continue reading ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️

most people have that one friend who isn’t doing so well. Most people have a friend that is not doing so well and obviously needs comfort and reassurance from friends. That is okay. Some people have friends with serious issues or mental disabilities, causing them to not act like the social norm for people. That is okay.

it becomes a problem when you’re in fear. You’re in fear that you could wake up tomorrow and they aren’t here anymore. It becomes a problem when you have to always make sure that they don’t go off the deep end on you. It scares you, right? And I’m not saying you should not be friends with people when they become suicidal, I’m saying that there’s a problem when it feels like your job to make sure they don’t do anything stupid. When it feels like it’s your responsibility to make sure they’re alive. When you feel like you have to be friends with them BECAUSE they’re suicidal. You can be there for them when they are suicidal without leaving them, but there’s a problem when their problems start turning into yours. You’re scared of them. You’re scared because they refuse to get help. You’re scared of them dying. Your friendship, is fueled by fear.

It’s a huge problem when you surround yourself with an entire group of people like this. Being in an entire groupchat or friend group with people like this is harmful to not only their mental health, but yours too. People always talking about how they want to go off the deep end, talking about the drugs they’re doing, showing pictures of their self harm to you. An entire group of people, and then other suicidal people you may know outside that friend group or group chat. ⚠️Not all suicidal people are like this, I’m talking about when they are VERY suicidal⚠️

I’m going to speak from experience now. I have been surrounded with suicidal people for god who knows how long. Having a ton of friendships with people who are about to go off the deep end, and having to constantly make sure they don’t, scars you bad. I have a feeling it’s going to stick with me forever. At first I thought, “I could help them.”, but now I can’t get a good nights sleep praying that they are alive and breathing tomorrow. I’ve been vented to, I’ve seen peoples self harm, I’ve let people over share about their lives to me. So many people, all the venting and the sadness. They say the same things every day, you don’t know how to respond anymore, and they rarely respond to your vents. I thought it was okay. But what has it done to me?

It manipulated me into thinking my problems don’t matter, because all of my friends have it worse. They can tell me anything, even if it affects me badly. I’ve never been able to fully talk to them about it, hopefully one day I can. But for now I’ve dug myself into a huge hole, it’s so hard to get out. I am on so many waiting lists for therapy, nobody is available. I wish I could’ve told my younger self to not do what I did. There’s a huge messy ball of depression and anxiety hanging over me, with the right help I can cut it open, but the right help is just out of reach for now.

You don’t have to be like me. You don’t have to pray to god you get help, you don’t have to go sleepless nights hoping your friends are here tomorrow. You don’t have to be like me. Surround yourself with people who have a good influence on you.

its okay to be suicidal, its okay to have suicidal friends. It’s okay to vent and it’s okay to be vented to, but it becomes a problem when your whole social life is fueled by fear. Be there for your friends when they’re not doing okay, but let them know when you’re not doing okay either. Make sure they care.

If you made it this far, thank you for reading.

People don't actually grow out of their emo phases. People are forced out of their emo phases by employers who get a raging boner over controlling how their employees dress, cut their hair, whether they mod their bodies and so on