Slender Twilight: "Naughty" version
#creepypasta #slenderman #horror #comedy #sailormoon #weird #wtfamidoing
© Tad_Lestrange
"What the fuck did I just read?"
- Pretty much everyone.
FanBoy97: Journal entry 1.)
Oh, how no one understands the dark brooding angst stirring in my loins! I couldn't concentrate in school again today, thoughts of Him distracted me from my composition writing class. How could I possibly worry about the fundamentals of English grammar stuff stupid when there's a tall sexy devil stalking the spooky nights? I wish He would stalk me. I know "some" people would say that I am a silly pants; that He would devour my soul or drive me to madness... but they don't understand Him like do. I know He would not do this to me. And how could He? I'm His "biggest" fan. ;) Oh well, I suppose I'll just have to prove them all wrong.
FanBoy97: Journal entry 2.)
Woe is me. Must I be alone for all eternity? Doomed to wander the cruel world in my misunderstoodedness? I spent the entire afternoon in the cemetery after school today, drawing the sacred symbol on each and every tombstone, the circle of darkness with the 'x' of also darkness, awaiting for Him to run into my arms. I even wore my outfit, my extra special Sailor Moon miniskirt and thigh high socks. I must have ridden my tricycle around those gave stones a thousand times before I ran out of Hi-C. How could He not be enticed by me? Am I not enticing? Of course I am, it must have been those fart faces who showed up and interrupted my unholy ritual. The called me names, really mean names that cut into my soul like razors. I tried not to cry, but I could not stop myself. "If you don't stop... shouldn't make fun of the black forces that dwell within me!" I yelled at them before they started throwing bananas at me....
© Tad_Lestrange
"What the fuck did I just read?"
- Pretty much everyone.
FanBoy97: Journal entry 1.)
Oh, how no one understands the dark brooding angst stirring in my loins! I couldn't concentrate in school again today, thoughts of Him distracted me from my composition writing class. How could I possibly worry about the fundamentals of English grammar stuff stupid when there's a tall sexy devil stalking the spooky nights? I wish He would stalk me. I know "some" people would say that I am a silly pants; that He would devour my soul or drive me to madness... but they don't understand Him like do. I know He would not do this to me. And how could He? I'm His "biggest" fan. ;) Oh well, I suppose I'll just have to prove them all wrong.
FanBoy97: Journal entry 2.)
Woe is me. Must I be alone for all eternity? Doomed to wander the cruel world in my misunderstoodedness? I spent the entire afternoon in the cemetery after school today, drawing the sacred symbol on each and every tombstone, the circle of darkness with the 'x' of also darkness, awaiting for Him to run into my arms. I even wore my outfit, my extra special Sailor Moon miniskirt and thigh high socks. I must have ridden my tricycle around those gave stones a thousand times before I ran out of Hi-C. How could He not be enticed by me? Am I not enticing? Of course I am, it must have been those fart faces who showed up and interrupted my unholy ritual. The called me names, really mean names that cut into my soul like razors. I tried not to cry, but I could not stop myself. "If you don't stop... shouldn't make fun of the black forces that dwell within me!" I yelled at them before they started throwing bananas at me....