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yeah i played slender. i know pewdie did but i dont watch alot of lets plays. i dont wanna sound hipster but i knew all about slenderman for what it really was atleast a year if not 2 before the game even entered development. personally Slenderman is my favorite pasta monster.

pardon? can ya clarify? i dont understand what ya said

umm i already RP here. but thank ya kindly mate :3 i done fixed it up. how say you now?

actually you can go right on in. see i did referance seeing something "out of the corner of my eye". seeing as i entered the forest, as long as there is atleast 1 of us, the hunt can begin. so go n post if ya like. or if you wanna wait thats cool. up to you mate.

well im not so keen on my physics when im tired but im pretty sure no object is virtually unmovable as well as their is no such unstoppable force. but theoretically speaken id say there are 4 possible outcomes:the unmovable object is moved the unstoppable force is stopped the unstoppable force causes the unmovable object to explode in a massive release of pure kinetic (or potential?) energy chaos theory or Schrodinger's cat theory takes place and some really random outcome takes place

apple :3 i love love love gala apples because cyanide is a beautiful but deadly mistress who knows how to bring the pain.

i would assume so huh, guess not bro, you shoulda messed him up good

so bud, where ya been?

[colour=#000000]LINK TO THE RP THREAD (click me)[/colour] okay, this RP may be a little confusing at first but once a few of us get into it, im certain it will be pretty great. first off, i am gonna have to ask (for organization sake) that we all post a similar introduction post for our first posts. the intro requires (but is NOT limited to): time of day upon entering the everfree forest (entirely up to you) the section you enter at (north, south, east, west, OR already living/camping/exploring the everfree forest upon involvment with the RP) weather conditions where you are (it is the everfree forest so i imagine the weather can be rapid and spontaneous, as well as random EX: blazing hot east, and snowing on the west at the same time if you want.) referance (intro only as of yet) to your OC as a "key" and then correlating number (depending on order of joining the rp. for example i (VITAE) am Key: #1, next to join is Key: #2, and so on...) reason for looking for the cottage (motivation/objective) supplies (definitive quantities are MUCH appreciated. details like that can enrich the RP's outcome) the name of your OC for an example of an intro you can refer to mine: i dont wanna be so strict but i really REALLY would love it if you did the intro to help keep this organized. VERY IMPORTANT!!! WE NEED A SLENDERMANE!!! (if you would like to play the part of slendermane please simply say so in the comments beow this post.) [colour=#ff0000]Slendermane has different intro requirements. as soon as we have a slendermane the good stuff can begin. slendermane's intro is entirely dependent on whoever plays slendermane. you intro can be any way you like but i suggest you atleast have:[/colour] [colour=#FF0000]a clear first target (key)[/colour] [colour=#FF0000]have shown yourself to the target[/colour] [colour=#FF0000]link your (first) appearance to a specific event and elaborate upon it[/colour] thank you for your time and cooperation and PLEASE have oodles of fun with this one [colour=#b22222]---IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS FEEL FREE TO POST THEM HERE OR PM ME---[/colour]

[colour=#FF0000][for some guidance, please refer to the OOC Discussion[/colour][colour=#ff0000]] [/colour] [colour=#000000]deep in the everfree forest there is a cottage that has remained untouched for over 300 years. the cottage is there, long abandoned, some say cursed. noone has dared enter for 300 years...[/colour] [colour=#000000]at the edges of the everfree forest, on all sides, daring ponies with nerves of adamantium are entering the forest. each and every one has a different story, different views on this ghastly piece of landmass, but ALL share a single goal...[/colour] [colour=#000000]solve the mysteries behind that long abandoned cottage...[/colour] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ​it is early morning on the eastern edge of the everfree forest. the fog that blankets the ground is beginning to thicken and the gnarled, decaying trees and thick dark foliage have set a dark, ominous mood, blocking the sunlight from touching the moist soil inside. the air is moist and thick with heat, and the heat from the rising sun above is still as brutal inside the forest as it is outside. here we have [colour=#ff0000]Key #1[/colour]: Vitae, enters the forest from the eastern edge in search of the mysterious cottage deep within the forest. his goal: write a documentary of his experiences and publish them for all of equestria to read. with him he carries only a pack containing: map of the everfree forest (VERY unreliable and under-detailed), 2 empty journals, 2 bottles of ink, 2 quills, 1 tent, i sleeping bag, assorted nonperishable foods with water (good for 7 days), and 1 flashlight with 2 extra sets of batteries. Vitae checks through his pack and writes his first journal entry: [colour=#696969]"Day 1: Early Morning [/colour] [colour=#696969]weather conditions: dreadful [/colour] [colour=#696969]i am now entering the everfree forest from the EAST side. i have plenty of supplies to last a week, lets just hope im out of this dreary place before then. according to my map, the cottage is somewhere towards the middle of the forest. should take atleast another day or two of travel by hoof. well, at any rate, i have heard lots of stories about this place, yet so little of them have to do with that cottage. any i have heard speak of curses and monsters, all of which seem to have a common antagonist. the...same monster every time...[/colour] [colour=#696969]but i digress, onward...[/colour] [colour=#696969] -Vitae"[/colour] as he writes his signature he catches a glimpse of something very peculiar out of the corner of his eye, but it was gone before he even realized he saw it. with caution, Vitae walks into the everfree forest, heading east to the center of the everfree forest...

Roleplay Type: FIM Free For all/ Equestria crossovers Name: Vitae Sex: Male Age: Stallion Species: Unicorn Eye colour: dark purple Coat colour: lighter charcoal grey Mane/Tail/Markings colour & Style: mane is mid length and well kept and parted to one side (covering that side of Vitae's face), tail is mid length and thick, both the mane and tail are a two tone dark purple and charcoal grey. Physique: average build/height/weight (although Vitae tends to appear rather feminine he is 100% Male) Cutie Mark: a red book with a quill Origin/Residence: Fillydelphia Occupation: writer (most renowned for his works in the genres: horror, romance, and documentary/biographical) Motivation: to entertain himself and keep himself occupied. Vitae is easily bored and has made a philosophy out of constant activity. Likes: books, old fashioned things (fashions, relics, architecture, cultures, etc.), classical music (specifically pieces featuring the harpsichord), and apple cider Dislikes: closed spaces (claustrophobic), uptight behavior, and illiteracy Character Summary: (devided in sections below.) History: Vitae was born and raised in Fillydelphia by his father and mother. He was an only child until his younger brother was born. His younger brother was born a year or so after Vitae got his cutie mark. growing up he had just about anything a young buck could want and his family was considerably wealthy due to the success of Vitae's father's publishing business. but as he grew and delved into his talents he realized there was more than to being a good pony and spent his time getting to know ponies of all types and was known to be a "social butterfly". this granted vitae many opportunities and connections, and even lead to the founding of his career as a writer. Parents: Vitae's father is the owner of a large publishing business that has been known to publish very up-scale works by writers o all types, most of which started in Fillydelphia. Vitae's father has always pushed Vitae to give up writing and instead take over his business but has had no luck. Vitae's mother is a stay at home mother who lives very well and tends to be very critical about maintaining a high standard. she used to baby Vitae until his younger brother was born and soon after placed most of the responsibility of raising Vitae's little brother on him. Vitae's younger brother attends a fancy up-scale boarding school in Hoofington and is working to get his degree in medial sciences. both of Vitae's parents are certainly proud that Vitae has been so successful, but they take every opportunity to express their overt disappointment in his decision to not take the publishing business from his father. Vitae's brother rarely sees Vitae or even his parents anymore due to his schooling but supports Vitae 110%. Vitae and his brother get along like peas in a pod and have always been there for one another. Vitae promised his brother that when his brother becomes a famous pony physician that he will right about his success in a biography. Cutie Mark Story: just about a year before his younger brother's birth, Vitae was attending a boarding school in Hoofington. he and his classmates had all been assigned a writing assignment for their final exam in literary arts. the assignment was to write a short satirical story based on a significant political event that influences the lives of everyday ponies. the assigment was due in a week. a week passed and with nearly 0 hours rest, Vitae was still working through the class period, he felt his work was incomplete. when he was asked to turn in his story he replied "im sorry but im afraid i cannot. this work of art still needs to be completed and refined. please, give me atleast a few more days and i promise it will be worth it." and his request was granted (seeing as nearly nopony in his class even did the assignment to begin with). he was given an extra 3 days to continue working on his story. after the 3 days were up, he confidently handed the assignment in and the teacher nearly fell over dead from surprise at the quality of the work. Vitae was recommended and accepted into advanced literary arts classes and along with this he was offered a publishing contract that would have his assignment published for the masses. Vitae graceully and cheerily accepted and upon seeing his father read a copy of his work, he felt the spark in his heart and he saw it, his cutie mark. Flaws: very picky about his work, rather dense (difficulty sympathizing with others), a skeptic (unaccepting to new ideas), not very good with his magic. Personality: although Vitae is rather refined and well mannered, he finds danger and uncouth behaviors and mannerisms to be the most entertaining. Vitae is relentless, if he sets his mind to anything he will not rest until it is completed to the absolute best of his ability. despite this, Vitae is well aware of his limits and is known to turn many responsibilities down if he does not find them beneficial or at least entertaining in some shape or form. Vitae has a very firm grasp on reality and is very "down-to-earth" and tends to push newer ideas aside in favour of older ones. Vitae is a very old fashioned pony with a taste for older things. Vitae is trusting but withheld, and is often notably sensible when deciding whether or not to trust somepony. Vitae DOES NOT like animals at all. {[CLICK ME]}

Idle time ---------- this moment is all mine, to waste with idle time, and idle mind. this opportunity is wasted, to idle circumstances, that take my time. [chorus] like water running through my hands, time just slips away. like winter in my lungs, the air is cold and thin. time of mine. time of mine. it's all my time to waste. [bridge] this chance was my last, and now its time for, a blast from the past. time has come, and time has gone. time remains idle. the jealousies, and cravings, for something more have, taken my time. from beneath me, and left me with idle hands... [chorus] like water running through my hands, time just slips away. like winter in my lungs, the air is cold and thin. time of mine. time of mine. it's all my time to waste. [bridge] with my time... on my own time, i will choose on my own. at the right time, we will be alriht. in idle times. this moment, this singular moment, is mine. the moment, our moment, is ours to waste. [chorus] like water running through my hands, time just slips away. like winter in my lungs, the air is cold and thin. like the air in my lungs, time has come and gone. like time everlasting, i will see passed this moment. time of mine. time of mine. it's all my time to waste. this moment. my moment. my moment has come... [solo] like water running through my hands, time just slips away. like winter in my lungs, the air is cold and thin. time of mine. time of mine. it's all my time to waste. this moment. our moment, In idle time... [fade to end]

Peachy ------ with my feelings in my heart, how can i fail? when my feelings are hurt, what is there to feel? how can i look you in the eye anymore? how can i think about how you, walked out the door on me? why wont you smile for me? would ya die for me? no. no you wont... [chorus] if i ever feel again, i hope its peachy. if i ever want again, i hope its not you. i fell for just about, everything in the book. i dont know where, else to look, for love. [bridge] lost all feelings in the dirt. can my heart even work? when i look at you my heart, goes stale... what the point in anything? what good will it even do? what did i ever see in you? what did i even do, to you, ta make ya leave? trust me, i wont be here for you. [chorus] if i ever feel again, i hope its peachy. if i ever want again, i hope its not you. i fell for just about, everything in the book. i dont know where, else to look, for love. [solo] i hope i never do, anything more for you. i will never do, anything more for you. you could never do, anything to change my mind. why'd ya have to go, when i was feelin' so low? where'd ya have ta go? what did i do, to you, ta make ya leave? [solo] [chorus] if i ever feel again, i hope its peachy. if i ever want again, i hope its not you. i fell for just about, everything in the book. i dont know where, else to look, for love. [end]

over-think it ------------- now i need some fresh air. i need a tune to blair. you cannot comprehend, the madness in my head. the scarring mental note, in doctor's script i wrote, carries me over the line... we do or die. never think twice. promise to play nice, ooh, lies... [chorus] the music in my soul carries me, over the line. the madness in my head carries me, over the line. [bridge] now i need some fresh air. i need a warning flare. you cannot comprehend, the daze in my head. the doctor's final note, in chicken scratch he wrote, carries him over the line... we do or die. we never think twice. promises in better light. ooh, the light. ooh, the light... [chorus] the music in my soul carries me, over the line. the madness in my head carries me, over the line. the tragic giver's lie carries me, over the line. the magic in his eyes carries me, over the line... [solo] ooh, lies. ooh, brighter light... we do or die. never think twice. act upon animal feelings. ooh, over-think... [chorus] the music in my soul carries me, over the line. the madness in my head carries me, over the line. ooh, lies. ooh, brighter lights. the music in my soul, makes me lose control. [bridge] now i need some fresh air. i need a tune to blair. you cannot comprehend, the madness in my head. the scarring mental note, in doctor's script i wrote, carries me over the line... we do or die. never think twice. promise to play nice, ooh, lies... [end]