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Creepypastsa — Blood of Salvation

little sidenote, this is a book me and a few others have been working on, so it's a pretty big thing to read. the link to its wattpad page will be at the bottom :p

PILOT

A beautiful grayish fog curtain floated its way down Akita Street, swallowing the parked cars, the cold puddles on the road and the yellowish-orange trees next to the houses. Bright moonlight hit the grass, reflecting in the water drop and the dew that customized on each little blade of grass. Crickets, owls and gentle rain drowned the silence as the night took its place. Slight wind blew, coming from the east, as no other sound dared to disturb the nature's peace. That was, until a police car rushed down the road, passing each house with high speed. Its sirens muted the owls and crickets with an instant, the blue and red lights flashing through the darkness of the night, mixing up with the yellowish light coming from laterns every time the car drove under one. Nothing seemed to bother the car on its way, the eardeafing sirens soon died, no longer echoing through the neighborhood.

"Gettin' tired of hunting some arson committers right before the end of my shift." The officer complained, keeping his eyes on the road, one of his hands resting on the wheel while he held onto a cup filled with hot coffee in the other. However, instead of a reply from his partner, all he heard was intensive slurping, which quickly got replaced by loud chewing. Confusion and annoyance was written all over his face as he gazed to his right, only to see the red haired man sitting all comfy on the police cars seat, chewing a big piece of his donut, while spilling some of his chocolate milk on his new uniform, acting completely unbothered.

The young man turned his long face to the driver, nodding in agreement. The tips of his fingers were pink due to him holding onto his sticky donut. Freckles covered his peachy skin, his eyes were as blue as the night sky and his frame overall pretty slim. "Really?" Officer Might blankly stared at him for a couple of moments, before his focus returned to the street, not wanting to crash the car over a donut. Their path seemed to grow more foggy to the point where they were barely able to properly see the houses around them anymore. "What?" Officer Hipko replied, his voice muffled because of the food in his mouth, which he kept chewing on before roughly swallowing, his throat hurting in the process.

Again, Might rolled his eyes and licked his thin lips instinctively. Eventually his gaze returned to Hipko to glare intensively, though his oblivious partner did not seem to pick up the key. "Would ya stop eatin' already!?", Might snapped. "Okay, okay! Jeez..." The younger officer replied nervously, flinching a little.

Hipko stuffed the small bag in which he had packed his food back into the car door, swallowing the rest. It was quiet for a moment, until somewhere ahead of them, behind the fog, several sirens became audible. They both let out a sharp sigh, more exhausted than satisfied with their work.

As the car drove out of the fog, they were greeted by a huge cloud of smoke coming from one of the houses. The house that was burning fiercely, hot flames lighting up everything and the fire causing nothing but chaos and sweat. Firefighters fought a lot to somewhat control the growing flames, the walls were engulfed by the bright blaze and completely carbonized, close to completely collapsing.

When the two officers got out of the now parked car, their attention was immediately captured by the huge fire and the pitch-black smoke, somehow rather fascinated by how beautiful the fire actually was. Many sparks flew wildly through the air like small whirlwinds. The flame ate its way right through the windows, doors and thick walls, as if it simply devoured everything it came into contact with. The view of the dangerous flame growing bigger and bigger was amazing, as if the element was spreading like a plague. The stench of the smoke only made everything more stuffy, as well as more dangerous for anyone present trying to control the uncontrollable. The crackling noise and the loud crunching and crackle of the wood in the house could be heard again and again, and could not really be ignored. It was as if everything was slowly collapsing.

"So?" asked Might as he approached the captain of the fire department. He roughly placed his hands on his thick belt, still marveling at the deadly beauty of those brightly glowing flames. "The flames are pretty much under control, but we don't know what or who caused the fire. We do indeed have a theory, though we aren't completely sure." The leader rubbed his forehead, visibly stressed out. "What about the people who live there?" Might sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"The apartment belongs to the Hallóvgore's. A father and his step daughter. The father is dead. We've already found his corpse, but no sign of the girl." The man sighed, crossing his muscular arms tightly in front of his chest. "Then she can't be too far! We should send out a team to find her..." Might was interrupted by the team leader, however: "We've already sent several squads out to look for her, but unfortunately, she's most likely escaped far into the woods. The flames broke out about 15 minutes ago, but she's not on foot..."

Both Hipko and Might tilted their heads and stared at each other as questions flashed through their minds. The rambling lacked important information. "Well, that's basically what our theory is about. When we found the fathers corpse, he had several wounds on his face, his hand was completely cut open and in his chest was a box-cutter. We suspect his step daughter killed him before setting the fire, then, unfortunately ran over to the neighbor that just came back from a shopping trip. She stabbed the young man once he got off of his motorcycle before getting on it herself, just to use it to escape. Again, it's just a theory, though it's most likely what happened, as it explains everything that happened."

Hipko nodded along to the horrible news, swallowing uncomfortably while looking around to avoid eye contact, while his partner continued to stare into the dancing flames. "She'll be arrested for arson and murder as soon as we find her." Might assured, as his expression became more serious and cold again. Although he was exhausted and tired, he was determined to find her. His hands held tightly to his belt until he dropped them again and swung them slightly back and forth. "That's good," Jens, the captain of the fire department, mumbled quietly, glancing over at the flames to watch their movement and watch the others work as if to study every detail. With a slight nod, he repeated, quieter and deeper this time, "That's good."

"Jens!" Another firefighter called out as he jogged over to the little trio, holding onto a drawing. He panted a little as he stopped nex to Jens, holding up the drawing as he basically waved it into their faces. "Another one of *those* cases." Jen's eyes narrowed as his expression grew more stern. Obviously the sudden change of demeanor confused both Might and Hipko, so Might took advantage of the silence to ask: "What exactly is meant by 'those cases'?"

Jens snapped out of his thoughts as he looked to Might, taking a good second to reply. "...we keep finding those weird drawings of this...entity, next to random dead bodies. Same with this one, apparently." His eyes almost pierced through the paper as he stared at it, the text 'leave me alone' written on it in a very messy way and a small drawing of a tall man in a suit right under it. Something about this was just unsettling.

"As if all people that murder and draw this shit were influenced by the same thing. We did actually catch 2 murderers that also had those types of drawings all over their room or next to the person they've killed, and both talked about seeing a faceless man in a suit follow them or something like that."

Might licked his pale lips, his eyes focused on the fire with a slightly tilted head. "Probably just a weird cult they, including the Hallóvgores, were a part of." Officer Might shrugged it off, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Either way, let's get it over with and find that girl to throw her in jail or the mental hospital. She belongs in both."

"Rin, do you have everything ready?" A woman spoke impatiently, holding the microphone close to her chest and looking excitedly at the two cameramen, her eyes flickering back and forth. "Yes, Jessy... We've already prepared your lines too. Max roughly interviewed one of the firefighters, so we have all information we need." Rin replied, flipping through the papers he was holding before handing them to Jessy. "We're already late, so hurry up!", Jessy ordered, brushing her thin blonde hair out of her face, taking the papers and reading through them roughly, making sure she took in all the information. There was a lot of shouting in the background as the dark smoke took over the midnight sky.

"Do you know what to say? Because we're ready to go live!", the young man shouted back to Jessy, positioning the camera. "Give me time!" She groaned emphatically, feeling the warmth of the fire on her taut skin and some sweat that ran down her cheeks. "Okay. I'm ready." After a moment, she broke the awkward silence. Every breath she took burned and itched her throat.

Jessy stroked her hand through her hair once more to make sure she looked okay before handing the papers back to Max and putting the microphone to her mouth, ready to do her job. Finally, Rin raised his thumb and pointed the large camera at her. The only one talking now was the second cameraman, who counted down from 3 to 1 so Jessy would know when to start talking. As he did his thing, the woman cleared her throat and smiled directly into the lens of the camera, her teeth gleaming white and her stance relatively dominant as well as confident, trying to keep her back straight.

"Good evening, I'm Jessica Tolsing reporting to you live from Akita Street, where a tragic and devastating event has occurred. At around 7 PM this Wednesday, a house was engulfed in flames, resulting in the death of a family father. It is believed that his step-daughter, Angel Hallovgore, may be responsible for the fire. The motive behind these horrific acts is currently unknown. To make matters worse, Angel is reported to have stolen the neighbor's motorcycle following the violent incident, making her escape from the authorities even more difficult.

This is a truly tragic and heartbreaking situation for all involved, and we urge anyone with information on Angel Hallovgore's whereabouts to come forward and assist the police in their search. Our thoughts and prayers go out to the victims and their families during this difficult time. We will continue to provide updates on this developing story as more information becomes available. Stay tuned for further details as they unfold. This is Jessica Tolsing, reporting live from Akita Street."

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With his knife striking roughly across the dirty carpet on which he was sitting cross-legged, Jeff stared curiously at the television to memorize all the information. He moved his tongue around in his dry mouth, clearly bored. As soon as the news was over, he huffed and scratched his head. He had very thin, burned, shoulder length and straight hair that just hung down dryly, each strand different lengths and very ruffled. Jeff also had several places on his head with no hair at all, only scars from what looked like flames.

All the burn marks that covered his body made his Skin look purely white. What was most disgusting in his appearance was the deeply carved smile that cut from the corners of his mouth up to his ears. Single pieces of skin and flesh clung to the deep, open wound, soaked in blood and spit. Though, this was not the only dehumanized thing about his face. He didn't have a nose either, just two holes as the fire devoured most of his features. In addition to that, his eyelids were barely intact, making him roll his eyes every now and then.

He sighed again and supported himself on the floor with his hands so that he could lean back and relax. A male voice on the TV continued to entertain him until the screen suddenly began to flicker. Confusion took over him which is why he immediately muttered a small curse, as if he had no patience at all. "Damn TV." With the help of his hands, he pushed himself up and dusted off the black, skinny jeans he wore, already glaring.

Visibly annoyed, he strolled over to the big screen and pulled at his bloodstained hoodie a few times to prevent it from moving up. Once he stood in front of the TV, Jeff hit it a few times with the flat of his hand while cursing under his breath. The program was already choppy and the news reporter's words were becoming an unintelligible stutter, as if the catch was gone. "Come on, fucking box!" Jeff's patience was running out, and frustration and aggression were quickly overshadowing everything else. Out of nowhere, the device crashed completely, and the screen went pitch black. With his last bit of patience, he bent down a little and brought his face closer to the TV to see if anything was still playing.

An unexpected loud, glitching sound emitted from the speaker, making Jeff move his head even closer to the television, when suddenly a large silhouette appeared on the screen. Jeff let out a shocked yelp and immediately stumbled backwards, eventually falling as his back hit the hard floor. His heart raced, a laugh coming from the speaker just before the face on the TV formed into a person, laughing uproariously. Jeff was still staring at the ceiling, pissed, but calm at the same time. "Shut up, Ben.", he muttered.

The laughter calmed down before a person simply stepped out of the screen and returned to reality. He had the body of a young teenager and looked almost identical to Link from Majora's Mask, except he had completely black eyes with a small red dot in the center, which was supposed to represent his pupil. Blood ran down his round cheeks, soaking his green clothes.

As he placed both his feet on the ground, he grinned widely and looked down at Jeff, who rolled his eyes. At least the TV was working now again. "I hope you hurt yourself." Ben taunted as he continued the teasing, placing his hands on his hips. His voice seemed to glitch while he was speaking. "Oh, and I hope you can run fast." Jeff replied in a snarky way as he glared up at the boy with a sadistic gleam in his eyes. Ben's grin dropped, his Adam's apple moving as he swallowed. With a burst of speed, Ben ran off the second Jeff jumped up to chase after him, both cackling.

Just as he built up stamina, reaching out his hand to grab Ben, a knife suddenly flew right past his face. Jeff stopped in an instant and just laughed rudely as he looked around to see where the knife came from. On his left, Jeff saw Jane directly on the other side of the long table, whose shadow moved in the light of the swaying chandelier. The warm light shone on her white mask, which was adorned with black lipstick and eyelashes. She wore a black gothic dress, a pearl necklace accessorizing her chest.

Motionless, Jane stood on spot, glaring at Jeff through the two black holes where her eyes were supposed to be, though covered by her mask. Jane also wore a black wig, long, curly hair falling down her back. Their skin seemed almost similar, burned and covered in marks, yet Jane's seemed darker and more scarred.

"Please. Don't play these games. What will your parents think of you?" Jeff mocked, fully aware he was the one that killed her parents after all.

"One day..." Jane whispered softly, not blinking once. "The master wants to speak to you in his office.", another quiet mutter escaped her lips before she turned her curvy- yet slenderish body away to return to the kitchen.

"Heh. Freaky bitch." Jeff didn't take her seriously. Under his weight the floor creaked, snapping Jeff out of his thoughts just to captivate him in new ones. The lights above him flickered briefly, when someone slapped the back of his neck out-of-nowhere. Jeff flinched, swiftly moving his head back, only to see Ben sprinting away once again.

"I will drown you!" Jeff shouted aggressively and ran after him. The darkness was clearly visible through the huge glass windows on the old walls, soothing moonlight shining through the dirty glass, right into the old mansion. Even though the large building was in the middle of a gloomy forest of leaves and fir trees, there was hardly ever any silence.

Hooting owls, rustling leaves and loud crickets kept the forest alive, but so did the proxies. Serial killers that lived in a guarded place, hidden from society and protected from the police. Not only did they go undercover to terrorize villages, towns and even cities, but also served a whole different purpose. Several actually, but not even the proxies themself knew all of them. At least not yet.

And so the old wooden door opened, squeaking as it moved, a woman stepped in followed by a fresh breeze, her eyes flickering all over the place as if she scanned it. With a heavy breath, she took a step inside, her head slightly lowered and her back a little hunched. She closed the door with trembling hands before taking another deep breath to calm down.

Her body was clothed in attire that hid the majority of her features, a zip up jacket, wine red t-shirt, loose dark jeans, black boots, and gloves. The only thing visible was her thin, black, shoulder-length hair, which fell roughly out of her blood-stained hood, as her face was hidden by a white face mask with weird black stains all over it, as well as a hole on her mouth and eyes.

A hand trailed over her body as she searched for her knife, which ended up being in her jeans pocket. Still out of breath and extremely tired, the woman strolled a few more steps inside while orange leaves and mud fell from her jeans. The goose bumps she had a few seconds ago seemingly vanished, so her body stopped shivering. Thorns and acorns still clung to her dirty clothes, some of them bouncing on the floor as she moved.

Unexpectedly, a small, fluffy mouse scampered past her on its tiny paws, scurrying across the oak floor. Kate tilted her head like a cat and looked down at the small animal scrabbling around not far from her. The mouse stopped and stood up on its two hind paws, turning its tiny head towards Kate as they made eye contact. It shivered intensively, pricking up its ears. Kate was oblivious to everything around her and continued to stare at the tiny creature, so focused on the cuteness of the mouse to the point where she didn't even notice Tim and Brian walking towards her.

That was until Tim stomped full force on the feverish mouse, crunching it under his boot. The animal squeaked before it was crushed by the weight, its organs bulging out of the limp body between the floor and the boot. It squelched and stuck in the grooves of Tim's shoe sole, who took no interest in the poor mouse.

Kate flinched a little and blinked a few times as Tim lifted the shoe again. The burst head, the crushed body parts and the sticky blood were now stuck on the floor, as well as on the sole of Tim's shoe, the fur wet and soaked with blood. With a hint of hesitation, her gaze traveled up Tim's body until she met his eyes.

He was wearing his blue jeans, brown boots and a yellowish bomber coat that covered his grayish-blue t-shirt. His dark brown hair fell over the left side of his forehead while the rest ran down his head. His sideburns and dark eyes that sparkled in the light, adding a lot to his appearance.

Kate growled something quiet which turned out to be more muffled than expected due to her mask. "Mission...?"

"Yeah." Tim answered dryly, his fingers toying with the Glock-19 on his belt. There was nothing special about his voice, except that he had a slight American accent. "Toby's coming with us. We'll be in the south part of the territory, pretty far from here 'n close to the nearest town." Kate nodded a little. "Must be a special mission if you're going this far. It's already dark now..."

"New proxy. Apparently some girl that stole a motorcycle, making this whole thing more difficult for us." Tim explained, crossing his arms tightly around his chest.

"But it's already dark. Cryptids will most likely be all around the woods?" Kate tilted her head as her gaze flew to Brian, who just stood there, all reserved.

"We'll take a map with us and mark where we are as soon as we find tire tracks so that we can return tomorrow in the sunlight and follow the tracks to find them... or well- her." Again, Kate nodded slightly, stuffing her hands into the pockets of her hoodie as she listened closely.

"He really can't get new proxies himself anymore." Tim complained, rolling his eyes as he gazed around to avoid any eye contact for a brief moment. "And Toby's being a pain in the ass again."

Brian glanced over his shoulder to check on Toby, who was still absent. He turned his head back, adjusting his clothes a little. He pulled on his yellowish-gray hoodie, providing a casual yet comfortable look. Over it, Brian wore a sleek black coat, contrasting nicely with the lighter hoodie. His brown jeans were well-fitted, going well with the dark boots he wore. He just towered over both Tim and Kate being 6ft tall, his fingers scratching his lip, feeling the mustache above his lip brush against his skin.

"It's most likely because of the Zalgoids... The master doesn't wanna risk getting injured.", Brian shrugged a little, his voice careful as he had no intention in defending Slenderman.

"So he can't risk getting hurt but risk getting us killed. What a surprise." Tim sarcastically remarked, growing more impatient and frustrated. He pulled a lighter and a pack of cigarettes out of his jeans, strolling over to the door that led outside. "I'm gonna go smoke, so I'll be outside now." He waved uncharitably before placing his hand on the door handle, pressing and opening it to leave. Brian nodded to Kate in farewell before pulling his hands out of his jeans pocket and following Tim. Kate smiled slightly until she realized he was wearing a mask, which made her quickly go awkward.

The silence seemed almost embarrassing, so Kate broke it by letting out another snarl which was supposed to mean something like "good luck"- before Brian also left the mansion. Outside, the two men were greeted by the gray moonlight, noisy crickets and rustling bushes. The grass under their boots felt so soft to the point where it was pleasing to walk over it.

They both looked at the forest in front of them, which was not far, appearing really gloomy. Fog bubbled out from between the fir and deciduous trees, dancing slowly in the light wind. Thanks to the yellowish-orange light coming from through the windows of the mansion, creating patterns on the earth and bushes, they could look around more properly. Tim blew out some smoke from his nose, feeling the burning sensation in his nostrils.

"Do you have everything?" Brian asked quickly. Tim blew more smoke out of his mouth and nodded as he opened his brown pouch, holding the cigarette between his thin lips.

"Mhm. Flashlight, pills, box cutter, rope, tape, and more stuff." Tim roughly dug through the bag with his eyes focused on the content. Satisfied, Brian nodded once and pulled his camera up to his face to prepare it so he could film once they set off.

Tim nervously wiggled his foot as he shifted his body weight to the other leg, leaning against the wall. The smell of smoke was dominated by the scent of the forest not long after the cigarette burned out.

Berry bushes, flowers and brambles grew wildly around the building, some rose and thorn bushes detailing everything. The wind brushed over his rough hands and tickled him lightly, also flowing through all the wilted shrubbery and bushes beside him. Individual leaves wafted elegantly through the cool air, as if they were flying through the air like kites. The ivy on the wall wound its way between the grooves, up to the roof, only to be blocked by the guttering. After a moment of eternity, the door next to Tim finally snapped and let out a loud squeak before sliding completely open. Tim and Brian immediately looked towards where the noise came from, both seemingly tensed up.

Out of the door stepped a young man, looking like he's in his early twenties, although he looked very strange. This man looked everything but healthy. His skin was so pale to the point where it appeared to be gray, his hair dark brown, thick and a total mess, going down his neck and curling up behind his ears. Under his chocolate-colored, wide eyes were dark circles, hinting towards severe sleep deprivation. In addition to that, his pupils were foggy as if he had cataracts. On his face he wore a mouthguard that looked like a hannibal lecter muzzle, made of metal bars and black leather. Right above the mouthguard were his yellowish goggles, covering his thick brows and protecting him from the cold breeze that lurked around the forest like a predator searching for its prey.

As he stepped out of the mansion, his goggles reflected the light until he stepped out of the lantern light again, heading towards Tim and Brian.

He was wearing a beige button-up hoodie with dark tan stripes and lighter tan stripes above on the sleeves along with a navy blue hood. On his legs, Toby wore gray, older-looking jeans with a belt around them, two hatchets with different colored handles hanging from holsters attached to the belt: One hatchet had a fairly new, yellow metal handle, while the other had a normal wooden handle. His shaky hands rested on the metal of his hatchets as his fingers kept tapping against them, also covered by gloves that had metal attached on his knuckles.

As he continued to leisurely stroll towards the other two, his nose, which peaked out of his mouthguard, turned more red due to how cold it was.

"Took you long enough." Tim hissed the second Toby stepped outside, glaring at him for a brief moment before rolling his eyes away from him. "Now it's dark and too dangerous to do much!"

"Yep, I can see that too." Toby contered with a smirk under his mouthguard, using his own sass to match Tim's as if he found pleasure in getting on his nerves. His head twitched to the right, making his neck to let out a small crack, as if his tourettes began to fuck around with him again.

"If you won't move your ass, I'm gonna make you run after the truck." With his head snapping over to Toby, Tim narrowed his brows further, trying to express his anger through facial expressions.

Toby just let out a quiet chuckle, fidgeting with his gloves, acting all hyper and upbeat. "Exercises are healthy!" He teased.

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As they drove through the forest in Tim's dark gray truck, the mood didn't really lighten up either. The hum of the engine somehow held everyone's attention, especially Tim's, whose hand was gripping at the steering wheel loosely.

There was a constant cracking and crunching under the wheels as they were still driving on wet leaves and pine cones. The noises quickly died out as they finally reached the road and the car made contact with the cement, now driving more smoothly.

Tobias stared out of the car's window, not blinking nor really moving. The only times he did move was when his body twitched, making him let out a quiet whimper.

Brian's camera beeped, the little button finally glowing red, which meant that it started to record. The beep snapped Toby out of his thoughts and brought him back to reality. As soon as he stabilized a little, he tilted his head and looked at Brian curiously. "What a-are we doing aga~in?" He stuttered and started smacking his foot against the car door, lightly but repeatedly.

Brian's eyes remained focused on the metal camera. "We're looking for motorcycle tracks. Once we've found them, we'll mark where on the map and come back here tomorrow in daylight to follow them."

"And why aren't we just... searching for the t-tracks tomorrow, when we're coming back anyway?" Toby narrowed his eyes a little and adjusted his hips, leaning further back into the seat to get more comfortable.

Before Brian even got the chance to respond, Tim spat out; "You have a brain, Toby. Use it more often. Do you think the tracks will stay there forever? They'll be much harder to find tomorrow, so we'll look for them now to be prepared." The frustration in his voice wasn't hard to pick up.

Toby narrowed his eyes, this time in a rather angry way. "I j-just asked a s~simple quest-tion!" The young man stuttered and crossed his arms, his fingers digging into his soft sleeves. "Not my problem your old a-...ass! is grumpy all day long."

"Just think before you talk for once." Tim let out an annoyed sigh and kept glaring at the road.

Tim's harsh words have been everything but pleasant for Toby to hear. Anger bubbled up inside him within seconds and the urge to just hurt this man was almost unbearable.

Out of impulsiveness, Toby roughly kicked against the driver's seat from behind, not thinking about the severe consequences of his actions. The sudden wave of emotions made his body twitch and tic even more.

Toby's outburst caused the car seat to bend to the front harshly, throwing Tim against the wheel, who winced loudly. The impact against the steering wheel caused it to sway, thanks to Tim, who firmly held onto it and pulled it to the side without intending to. "Damn it-" Tim cursed under his breath, instinctively trying to straighten the wheel again the second the car started moving to the side uncontrollably.

Within a few seconds, the car slipped off the road and right into the mud, almost hitting some trees. Fortunately, Tim hit the brakes with full force, bringing the car to a standstill. The squealing of the spinning tires finally came to an end and the heavy breathing of all three was the only audible sound left after the sudden event.

It took Tim a good moment to process what just happened before he shot Toby a cold glare over his shoulder. "What the hell is your problem? Can't you control yourself for once in your damn life?" He growled, his heart racing as adrenaline pumped through his veins.

"Y-y-you're asking m-me what my problem is!?" Tobias barked back, throwing his hands up defensively.

"On skibidi!", a distorted voice spoke through the radio.

Toby let out a growl, smashing his hatchet into the car's radio. "Get o-out of the damn radio, Ben! You deadshit!" The impact of the hit quickly caused the glass to shatter into tiny pieces and the plastic to break, leaving a big hole in front of the gearshift.

Despite the now-broken radio, Ben still managed to communicate through it. "What the freak is a deadshit?"

Toby's whole demeanor suddenly switched, the anger in his eyes vanishing with an instant. "Oh, it's so stupid that you want to stab your eyes out so that you never have to look at them again!" He happily explained, straightening his back again and smiling, his mood rapidly changing.

"Bipolar fuck..." Ben muttered before teleporting himself out of the radio, leaving only stattic in his place.

As he disappeared, Toby turned his head back to Tim, giving him a casual comment with the same sassy smile under his mouthguard. "Tim, you are an absolute failed abortion!"

That was Tim's last straw. The man swung the car door open and got up with one push, reaching out for the door handle on Toby's side. Knowing Tim, Brian already knew things weren't gonna end well if he wouldn't step in. He flipped the camera shut and threw it onto the back seats before jumping out of the car and sprinting to Tim's side. Just as Tim yanked Toby's door open, Brian grabbed Tim's arm and pulled him back. "Tim, don't-! C'mon, let's not get too impulsive!"

Tim let out a grunt, sharply glaring at Tobias as Brian pulled him further back. As if nothing happened, Toby stepped out of the car and looked around the dark forest, feeling the cool wind softly blow his messy hair to the side. He took a deep breath, cracking his neck the same moment he let out a small 'click' sound with his tongue. "Do we still have chips in the trunk?"

Tim was about to yell into Toby's face, already taking a step towards him, though he paused, his angry expression slowly forming into a more confused one. "...Are those tracks?", Tim asked.

Both Brian and Toby looked towards where Tim was looking, seeing clear motorcycle tracks on the ground, leading straight into the dark forest. "See, I'm SO good, we only found them because I made us crash the car!" Toby cockily commented, crossing his arms.

With a deep breath, Tim closed his eyes, trying to keep his patience in check. He pinched the bridge of his nose, forcefully nodding a little. "At least we found them."

Brian quickly pulled out the map from his bag, his hand digging further inside to search for the pencil. "I'm gonna mark it on the map and then we can return. Just calm down a little, you seem pretty tense." His eyes softened a little as he gazed up at Tim, trying to smile a little.

"I'm just tired. I don't have the patience for this right now." Tim dragged his hand down his face, his eyes flickering up to Brian.

"I know, I understand that..." Brian huffed. "So let's get it over with and go back home." Finally, he pulled his hand out of his bag and opened the map, scanning it roughly to search for their current location.

"Don't call it 'home'." Tim almost hissed, grinding his teeth. "It's not our home. At least not mine."

Toby blinked, pushing his tongue against his snakebites. "Wow. And I thought I was the edgelord here."

"Okay, Tim, ignore him." Brian quickly placed a hand on Tim's shoulder, searching for eye contact from him as he stuffed the map back into the bag. "Let's just go back h-..to the mansion."

In response, Tim nodded a little. Instead of being able to reply, he got cut off by the sound of a car coming towards them, which caught everyone's attention. They turned their heads towards where the noise was coming from, just a second before the car drove around the corner, its lights shining directly at all three. It was a police vehicle.

"Get in the car, Toby." Tim commanded, smart enough to know that Toby's threatening appearance might not be a good impression to the police. Surprisingly, Toby actually listened without making any more sarcastic comments like the jerk he is, quickly climbing back into the backseats.

The police car slowed down on the opposite side of the street, eventually parking. With the lights on and the engine still running, an officer stepped out of the car, his hands resting on his belt, crossing the road to walk over to their truck. "Good evening, gentlemen. Is everything okay here?" The officer lifted his hand, tapping his fingers against the front of the car before leading his hand back to his belt.

Brian and Tim nodded, exchanging glances. "Yes, Officer. We were just getting something from the trunk." Brian assured with a friendly smile, as if there weren't several blood-covered weapons in the truck.

There was a gleam in his eyes that made the officer feel suspicious, at least suspicious enough to take a quick glance in the truck. "You wouldn't mind me looking into it, right?" The man brushed his hand through his short, blond hair, grunting a little.

Both seemed to tense up a little, though Tim hesitantly nodded, his mind racing with different scenarios. "Of course." As confident as he tried to seem, there was still a hint of nervousness in his voice.

Everyone sensed the tension in the air, prompting the officer's hand to trail his hand to the loaded firearm. He walked stiffly to the trunk before reaching for the handle to lift the hood, curiosity taking over his thoughts.

Knowing that whatever the cop would find in the truck wouldn't please him, Tim also moved his hand towards the gun he had hidden in his pocket, taking a small step towards the man from behind. Just as the man lifted the hood to expose the inside of the trunk and Tim drew his pistol from his jeans pocket to aim it at the officer, a loud, low-pitched roar echoed through the trees and bushes, washing a wave of dread over all four of them.

"The hell was that..?" With a swift motion, the officer pulled his gun out and pointed it at his surroundings, looking around in all directions to see where the creepy noise came from.

Once Tim recognized the noise, he could practically feel his heart drop, his lips parting a little. "Brian..." He uttered, keeping his voice quiet. "Tell me my schizophrenia is acting up..."

Unfortunately however, Brian shook his head a little, just as tense as Tim. "No...Not this thime."

"That was either some bear with rabies and a severe seizure, or-" Before Tim could properly speak, a skinny, human sized creature suddenly lunged towards the policeman, who could only yelp helplessly. It tackled the poor man down onto the ground with full force, hissing and roaring furiously as it dug its claws into his face, scratching off the skin and flesh as blood poured out of the fresh wounds.

Brian and Tim both quickly backed away from the scene as their eyes widened in horror, watching the hairless creature tear apart the man, ripping off his arms and digging its teeth into his face. Torn pieces of cloth and thick skin hung from the beast's jaw, turning the corpse into an unrecognizable gory mess. "Get in the car!" Tim yelled as he snapped out of his frozen state, quickly running around the truck and hurrying back inside. Brian followed with no hesitation and ran after him, almost jumping back inside.

His hand flipped the key and pressed a button before the car turned on, pressing his foot down on the gas immediately afterwards. Toby, who was still sitting on the backseats without much awareness of what just happened, turned his head back, looking through the glass to see what was happening. He squinted his eyes, tilting his head to the side. "That looks like me on my tanning days."

Brian just face palmed at that comment, Tim's heart dropping further. "It's chasing us!?" Tim gasped.

"Well there's an ugly dog sized rat running after the car, so I'd say so!" Toby casually blurred out, his tone almost upbeat and excited. "Can I keep your h–head- in case we die, just for memories of the good old times?" A small sadistic chuckle escaped Toby's lips, his head turning back to the others.

It wasn't usual for Toby to be fine with driving in such velocity ever since what had happened in his past, but ever since the Master worsened his amnesia a little, he seemed more comfortable in cars again.

"Quit being obnoxious!" Tim's stern eyes focused on the road as they rushed it down, all three feeling how their adrenaline was returning through the whole racing. "I need to focus! Damn it, the road is so dark!" He glared briefly in the rear-view mirror to give Toby a decidedly pissed-off expression.

"TIM, WATCH OUT-" Brian shouted and quickly reached his hand out for the steering wheel, trying to spin it to the side as the car was close to crashing into a tree. Tim instinctively turned the steering wheel to the right, as there was a large tree trunk in the middle of the road.

The car slipped off of the road, now back in touch with the earth, the slippery mud and wet leaves. Regardless of how hard- and in which direction Tim turned the steering wheel, the car's tires immediately skidded across the unstable ground. After what felt like minutes, it finally stabilized a little, driving back towards the mansion. "Toby, call Rouge and Wilson!" Brian commanded loudly, as he himself didn't carry a phone.

Toby clumsily pulled his phone out of his pocket, struggling with pressing the buttons through his thick gloves on the cracked screen. Out of curiosity, Toby turned his head back again to look at the creature that chased them, furrowing once he noticed that it was gone...

It wasn't chasing them anymore. He was so focused on spotting the seemingly vanished creature that he didn't even realize he was already on call with Wilson, who kept calling out Toby's name through the phone. "Um, Tim? The tanned thing is gone..." Toby muttered, though put more effort into his voice to make sure it was loud enough for Tim to hear it.

Somewhat confused and still visibly stressed, Tim looked into the rear-view mirror again, also not spotting anything. "The hell?" He was about to come down a little and looked back at the road, but that feeling dropped the second he saw the same creature again, not behind them, but in front of them.

Its eyes glowed in the darkness as the car lights shone directly onto it, which angered the being even more. With a quick, agile movement, it jumped up with its long claws first, directly onto the windshield of the car just to break through the glass while letting out a loud, deafening roar.

Creepypasta - Blood of Salvation - Pilot - Wattpad

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corpseconvulsive · 4 months ago

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all those MHA versions haunt me

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corpseconvulsive · 6 months ago

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its so canon im in 2014 again

Artstyle inspired by Kastoway, tried to draw him as canon as possible bhdfgffhd

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corpseconvulsive · 6 months ago

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came

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corpseconvulsive · 6 months ago

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Odessa!!!! :3

#oc #oc art #fantasy #original character #digital art

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corpseconvulsive · 8 months ago

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Hi! So i did make this account to help address and clear up things regarding the toby situation, say that he is not grooming me or wtv and just wanted to say in case people DID NOT see my comment under tobys first statement, i have in fact seen ID proof and can confirm, Tobys a minor, he showed me and a few others and it was a genuine ID so if anyone thinks hes lying, hes not and i am not dick riding or glazing just telling the truth to confirm i did indeed see it

Since i made this account for that one purpose, what will i do with it now? well i wont be deactivating my account or deleting it, im going to use this account for my ocs and characters such as my own creepypasta ocs who i have made content for on the tiktok account butchessxo and as i am a writer, i have a whole fantasy world which i plan to publish books about so this account will be for art, oc content, all that. I also have a discord server for the fantasy world but i will post it later when things relax a bit.

Ill post more in a few days but to recap, toby is indeed a minor, im sure hell make more statements if needed and as far as i know he is making a part two addressing everything he missed because he needs to be at work in the morning and just remember, do not dox anyone, some of us have families with young siblings and especially do not harrass and send death threats either

Have a lovely day🖤

#creepypasta #bloodplague #crp #crp fandom #drama

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corpseconvulsive · 8 months ago

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meow

Addressing all allegations

Before mentioning everything, I'd like y'all to note a few things.

— Trigger warnings: Mentioning gore, slurs, Offenderman, mentioning an abuser (Crystal Castles, Ethan), mentioning of alcohol, etc. — Please do not harass Seirei over this at all. Yes, she made 2-3 videos about that and yes, she has spread some false information, but this is about me and not her. She does not deserve to be harassed. Seirei has been harassed over this, which is why I wanted to mention this. [ @seireitonin ] — Some people don't want their names leaked, so obviously I will draw over some users. — If I'm unsure about what prons to use for different people, I will use they/them. — I don't know where people got that from, but I'm not 25, nor am I in my twenties. My age will be mentioned in this post. Topics: 1. Doxxing & Spamming gore 2. Crystal castles 3. Kastoway 4. Lulu canon sheet 5. Offenderman „headcanons“ 6. Sally‘s channel 7. "Groomer" allegations 8. L slur 9. Asher 11. School shooting jokes? 12. The whole SA thing 13. "Ben drowned controller"-person 14. August and her personal relationship 15. Alcohol mentioning 16. Overly dark humor 17. Krunkatron

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Doxxing

I think people tried to doxx me over all of this now, sending my IP address to Seirei and (possibly!) others, which is a bit wild but there's not much I can do except get a VPN. They also threatened to doxx a literal 13 year old and spam them gore images which is fucked up, nicely said. "Tulip" is the "frenchfucker67200" person.

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Crytal Castles

Because someone mentioned me supporting Ethan Kath, I'd like to mention that I don't. He's a terrible person who has abused Alice Glass (The old lead singer of Crystal Castles) for years and more.

I do love listening to Crystal Castles and ramble about how much I love the music, but did not say anything positive about Ethan. I don't idolize him either. I idolize Alice Glass, who unfortunately was a victim of Ethan.

As far as I'm informed, Alice is the victim and Ethan the abuser. I heard rumors about Ethan being innocent, but there's too much against him. I'm just a Crystal Castles listener, I do NOT know what's the 100% truth.

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Kastoway

I made a video, claiming that "Kastoway didn't actually do anything" and people shouldn't immediately believe everyone claiming stuff without showing proof, and now I'm basically getting called out for that too. I researched a bit and went through his sister's TikTok who made a whole google doc about Kastoway, linking it in her bio. People claim Kastoway is trans-phobic and supported a really weird creator (Sally's creator, La_Mishi_Mishi), so I wanna show what I actually found related to that since I never saw anything confirming that Kastoway is trans-phobic.

The links in the doc don't work anymore. Also another screenshot of me saying "as far as I know" and not saying "100% the truth".

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Lulu canon sheet

Basically; In our Discord server, every character has her own channel for canon information and images. I threw in most canon drawings the creator made, including one where she was very exposed with only a part of the chest-area covered and the hips including private areas. This was a scar, body and bruise reference. I only put it there for scar refernece purposes, though I see and understand how this drawing is disgusting and should not be shown in a public server. I deleted it after talking about it with someone I will keep anon and a few mods.

Because people got upset over me adding a sexuality headcanon, it's canon that Lulu is straight. When making the headcanon about her being straight, I had no intention of "sexualizing her". I just threw in a headcanon about what sexuality she could possibly have since apparently she's dating someone?

^ This is all canon information. I'm not sure what "via" means, so I'm not gonna comment that, that's all I could related to Lulu's age. I do not know how old she is on the picture, but assuming she's a minor, I deleted it from her channel.

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Offenderman

Someone basically claimed I was making Offenderman headcanons:

^ , even though that's straight up a lie? Those are not my headcanons, those were canon facts. For context, we have channels for all characters and their canon information, including Offenderman (until he got removed). I copied those from his canon sheets on DeviantArt, I did not write them myself.

Rough context to the Offenderman channel: He was supposed to be a part of the book because of the whole 4-Slender-brother thing and I planned on killing him off & was NOT gonna include ANY of his actions, but after people expressed their discomfort towards Offendermans channel and him being a part of the book, I removed him completely.

I also like to mention that I don't support Offenderman nor his actions at all. I only added him to have "the 4 Slender-brothers" in the book.

Krunkatron was willing to purposely take something out of context which is kinda crazy, but also what you have to expect when it comes to using Discord, I guess.

But yeah every time someone tried to tell them, they got blocked.

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Sally's channel

Krunkatron claimed I called Sally "sexy" which is also a wild thing to say, purposely taking it out of context.

This is all copied information I threw in the channel after copying it from her canon sheets. I didn't read everything, I just threw everything in I found. A while later I went through everything and noticed the "sexy", so I removed it.

As far as I can tell, La_Mishi_Mishi (Sally's creator) was explaining the "meaning of the name Sally" which you can literally see on the screenshot too.

Though, I don't see why they would have to include that in a character description of an 8 year old, so I'm absolutely NOT defending them & removed it. Not to mention that they drew weird shit as well.

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Groomer allegations

I don't really have much of a choice in this since allegations like that are serious as hell, so please, I'm not 25 (where ever people got that from). I'm a minor. I was never comfortable with revealing my age or talking about it a lot, since I got groomed several times and wanted to avoid that happening again.

Some of my friends didn't know, so don't pounce on them, only a few knew. The me driving a car video, that was in a parking lot. I've shown my ID to a few people like August, Vanessa, Asher, Alory and Jack too.

I never planned on sharing my exact age. Once people started making guesses, saying they think I'm 19-24, I just went along with it because I was not comfortable sharing my age.

With that being said, most of the allegations are probably cleared up. Specially the "jokingly flirts with minors"-thing.

And before krunk comes at me for my diagnoses, surprise, you can get diagnosed at the age of 15 in Germany. Some personality disorders can be diagnosed at 15 and yes, I got my diagnoses by several professionals. Faking mental disorders is disgusting, I don't do that.

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L-Slur

There's basically a screenshot of me saying the L slur, and I just want to say that I didn't know it was a slur. I don't use slurs I'm not allowed to use, so I immediately stopped saying the word once Alory (the person who I said it to) explained it.

Some people claim it's not a slur, some say it is, but it doesn't really matter. What matters is that I will not use it again since I'm not a lesbian and have no right to use that slur.

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Asher

Some people claim Asher is a n.zi, and I just want to reassure everyone that he is definitely not one. He explained several times that he does not support any of HABIT's actions and rambles about how terrible he actually is. And no, I'm not "grooming Asher"?? Like I said, I'm a minor myself. In fact, I helped Asher get rid of groomers to stay safe 3 times now.

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School shooting jokes

I basically made a joke about something like "shoot them like the kids in America", and honestly, isn't that the most common joke? I see so many famous YouTubers like Markiplier or Flamingo joke about it, almost everyone on TikTok and literally everyone I talk to. I see how people are uncomfortable if they suffer under trauma related to school shootings, so I won't make those jokes anymore, but aren't they more or less normal at that point? (genuine question)

Tumblr is only letting me add 30 images in total, so I'm trying to think fo a way to show screenshots without being forced to make 6 different posts.

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The SA "joke" thing

There have been allegations of me "joking about SA" which is false though. I'm not gonna mention who I'm talking about since they told my friend through Instagram that they don't want to be a part of this drama. For privacy reasons, I will refer to them as "X".

X referred to themself as a whore quite a lot in the server, so I genuinely started to believe it. On call, they also told me they were a whore, and I was convinced this wasn't some joke but something serious. X told me that they have been SA'd in the past, but what they didn't tell me is that all of their sexual experiences were SA. Like I said, I genuinely believed X was someone who just slept with anyone they wanted.

I started calling them a whore too when they asked if I believed them, saying "yeah 50/50" because I knew some of it was SA and was still convinced some wasn't.

To skip less important details, X cut contact to me and we haven't talked ever since. X's best friend did DM me and talk to me about the whole whore "joke" thing, explaining the details to me.

If I would've known all of it was SA, I would've not joked about it. At all.

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The "Ben Drowned's controller" person

Basically a 12 year old that was upset that they got kicked from our server. You have to be 13+ to use Discord. Either way, they claimed that Virus (someone who tried to get nudes from a 13 year old and someone who tried to groom Asher) was not a groomer.

Please note this person is ONLY 12, so DO NOT HARASS THEM.

They were spreading false information, claiming Virus (aka Kiro on those pictures) is "normal", even though he's far from that. Virus is 22, telling a 14 year old about his kinks, offering to write smut, writing smut, talking about porn and sending sexual drawings. This is absolutely not okay. Saying "Asher could've told him to stop" is not a valid excuse either. Why would an adult tell a minor about that in first place. That's just disgusting.

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August and their relationship

There's nothing much I have to say to that other then that people shouldn't send around screenshots of August's and their ex's DM's?

They are both the same age and (as far as I know) were comfortable with what happened, bringing up their old relationship has NOTHING to do with all of this, so stop.

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Alcohol mentioning

The whole alcohol mentioning has been stopped about 2 months ago. People already expressed their feelings about this, so I stopped. I used to send pictures of my collection at times, which some people twisted into "promoting alcohol" as if I was telling people to drink.

As said, I stopped around 2 months ago (I think) and won't really mention alcohol anymore. I don't know why people brought it up again if we stopped.

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I'm gonna post a "part 2" tomorrow, talking about all the overly dark jokes I made. It's like 3:17 AM and I have to go to work in a few hours so yeah I'll do that tomorrow.

A few more notes!!!

— I'm most likely gonna delete overly rude comments because it's just unnecessary (looking at Krunkarton who said "Idc if youre a minor, slit to the bone"???) — Read everything before commenting something please, I don't wanna explain things several times when most answers are in this post — Again, I'll address the rest in the second post because of the picture limit

Telling 13 year olds stuff like that is feral. You go, Krunk

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corpseconvulsive · 8 months ago

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what is going on in the house of commons……

I CANNOT BRETAHE O HM Y VOD SEND HEL 😭😭😭😭😭

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corpseconvulsive · 9 months ago

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Thank you for saying something Seirei, it really helps for those of us who are scared about our information getting leaked🖤🖤🖤

That being said, I will literally take everything down if you guys can’t behave. I don’t want ANYONE doxxed or harassed. Some people have taken this too far. I encouraged people to come out if they felt mistreated and I don’t want to take my posts down and silence people. But I will not tolerate doxxing or harassment. I can’t believe I have to say that. Doxxing is unacceptable. It’s dangerous. It’s not okay. It’s okay to not like Plauge or whatever, but doxing him or anyone else is something I’m not okay with. Wtf guys? I didn’t say anything before bc I had no idea people would go that far. Let me make it clear DO NOT DOX PLAUGE OR ANYONE ELSE. ITS NOT OKAY. I HATE THAT. I HAD NO IDEA MULTIPLE PEOPLE WERE BEING DOXXED. IF YOURE THINKING OF DOING THAT, DONT. ITS NOT HELPFUL.

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corpseconvulsive · 9 months ago

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these jokes were made between friends, its not like he said them to random people, he shouldnt have said them in public I will agree with you on that but its also not something he should be doxxed for and its not something a 14 YEAR OLD should now be doxxed for along with others who are MINORS fearing for their safety because of Seireis fanbase

Hi! My name is August and im here to address the rumors of Toby/Plague, a cosplayer and content creator being a groomer and other accusations made within the last few days

You may recognize my name from other posts made regarding myself and other rumors including the rumor that i am one of the people Toby is grooming, which is devastating in my eyes because never once has Toby acted in a predatory way towards me, he is truly one of the coolest dudes ever.

Why did this rumor start? Its because of one screenshot where i am describing that i am cold and toby makes a joke saying he will “wrap his feet around me” which was obviously a joke, wrapping your whole ass feet around someone is not even humanly possible?

I fully consent to the sexual and darker jokes and fully enjoy them as we use in private in our servers for just ourselves and friends watering our humor down in the Blood of Salvation server, Toby always makes sure to respect a boundary if it is brought to his attention, still TO THIS DAY i am asked at least twice a month sometimes even three times if my boundaries have changed, the only one being to not make fun of me for my weight as it makes me incredibly insecure, Toby has never broken that boundary. If people had an issue with our humor, we have always communicated in the server that they can message a moderator to discuss any issues, no one ever messaged us saying they felt uncomfortable.

I can address that our humor is quite sexual and dark to begin with, however if toby is not personally friends, he controls his humor ESPECIALLY around minors, there have been many occasions where Toby has mentioned he is kind of sick of minors joining the server just because they simp and suck up to him and how gross he feels when people act like that just because the find him hot.

Majority of the jokes made were in a chat where only the moderators and admins can talk which you can choose if you want the channel to be visible or not, all moderators who are close friends talk here, we didnt say many of the screenshots shown to random members although we should have been more careful with what we say as some people are incredibly young.

Also the way this was handled was horrendous, Seirei has a large platform that i stopped following a few months ago, her content was great in my eyes and i completely idolized her because she seemed really cool, however things like calling ticci toby an abuser and other drama that arised has caused me to stop following her. She should have handled it like an adult and talked to everyone mentioned to get both sides as some people involved are minors which is so dangerous seeing how people are being doxxed now, some involved are as young as 14. Seirei’s posts are in my eyes, the reason this stupid situation has gotten to the point people have begun doxxing Toby and others, this in my eyes, is terrible, even for the ones making up these rumors and statements that are being doxed as well. I have no respect for those making up these things about my friend, however i think everyone deserves the right to feel safe in there own home without worrying about there information being leaked and something happening to them.

I have messaged Seirei who said to message her if you have more information or input as it says on her tiktok, explaining that Toby is indeed not a fucking creep towards me, is definetly not grooming me as I know the signs I have been groomed twice in my life for long periods of time such as 2-3 years starting before i was even a teenager, and about screenshots and things said about me in general regarding an old situationship. Seirei has not acknowledged my message along with another friend who has messaged her for a simple question.

Regarding the things with my ex situationship, i do not know why it is being brought up as it was irrelevant to this however all i will say is yes i sent her nudes however she did happen to start sending them first and it was a common thing for us to act sexual with one another, also one of the people who happens to be making accusations about Toby has told me i must not have sexual trauma if i sent nudes to her when I admitted i was a victim of sa and grooming which is a horrible thing to say to any victim to disregard what happened to them, it is not right and vile to do that to any victim no matter what abuse they have trauma and scars from, especially when some have developed hypersexuality from the trauma such as myself.

I would also like to discuss how these people accusing toby are hypocritical as well, they act like they have not done similar things while they have.

Robin, someone who started this mainly from what i know, loves to simp and support Jimmy Urine, who if you dont know who that is, he is a giant pedophile and was the singer of MSI(Mindless Self Indulgence). He has been charged with sexual battery against minors and they fully support this man and call him hot and basically drool all over him.

Virus is a person Toby used to be friends with before i came into the picture, a minor who said sexual shit and has wrote multiple in depth paragraphs about wanting to do sexual things with Toby as a minor before Toby finally kicked him from the server and blocked him entirely due to the shit he was saying. When i became friends with Toby I had heard stories about Virus as the server was still below 100 members(believe i was the 96th member after i messaged Toby asking if he had a server since his discord was on his IG) so the server was a close tight knit group with the moderators and there friends before it was opened for the public. After making it public Virus made MULTIPLE TikTok accounts and Discord accounts to join the server after being banned for his weird actions, how do we know? Because this dude kept posting art in his style, I was one of the people who analyzed the art as I am an artist myself, the eyes, nose, face shape, style, is all the same. He even presented us with a fake tiktok account, it was him in a red curly wig, same background as his other tiktoks. He is obsessed and seems to come back at least once every month or two.

Many others have made r34 of characters which is gross, like i mentioned before told me i couldnt have been sa’d and groomed if i sent nudes, someone tried accusing me that i was an adult talking to my situationship who is a minor despite the fact that my ex situationship was older than me, accused Toby of asking a minor to show him their tits as a joke meanwhile the “minor” i question is our friend Kat who is 23 so definetly a minor, people have called moderators who do there job mean, saying its wrong that we “shit talk” members meanwhile we only “shit talk” members if youre being stupid and we think its a possibility youll break the rules and start shit meanwhile these people accusing toby have servers and gcs on discord made for the purpose of shitting on Toby, myself, and other members of the staff in the crp server, and a bunch of other stuff.

As you can see, the list goes on with how hypocritical these people are, using things out of context to try and get the point across when all they are doing is lying to paint Toby in a bad light, its disgusting how they accuse Toby of being a groomer when this is who happens to be accusing him. Again to the rumor Toby is grooming me, i can fully state that no he is not grooming me, he has never acted romantically in any shape or form with me, he has never acted predatory towards me or any others, I mean if I dont text him, my dms are drier than the sahara desert with that man, hes not one to text first so sometimes i go a day or two without actually speaking to him. I know the signs of being a groomer from experience and research, Toby is not grooming myself or any others and its bullshit that people are accusing him based on messages taken out of context.

Thank you for reading🖤🖤❤️❤️

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corpseconvulsive · 9 months ago

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Heres the proof i said i would post them myself, also the images of seirei admitting all the drama started because she was being petty and stupid, i have not been giving the consent to share but heres me literally offering posting myself since toby isnt grooming me, he did not force me to make a statement

Hi! My name is August and im here to address the rumors of Toby/Plague, a cosplayer and content creator being a groomer and other accusations made within the last few days

I would also like to discuss how these people accusing toby are hypocritical as well, they act like they have not done similar things while they have.

Thank you for reading🖤🖤❤️❤️

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corpseconvulsive · 9 months ago

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this is not ai generated and im not a fucking goon, i am simply responding because i want to since people are saying I am being groomed by him, i was not asked to make this, im only doing it to clarify I am not being groomed by plague/toby and my name is being dragged into it especially when the claims come from the same people on alts over and over, not to mention people have started doxxing others which is unacceptable and unsafe all because Seirei is being irresponsible with her platform, she also has admitted she did this to be petty, no other reason, just wanted to be petty over drama with a 14yr old when shes like 20. And feel free to run my responses through a bot to see if there ai generated while youre at it.

Hi! My name is August and im here to address the rumors of Toby/Plague, a cosplayer and content creator being a groomer and other accusations made within the last few days

I would also like to discuss how these people accusing toby are hypocritical as well, they act like they have not done similar things while they have.

Thank you for reading🖤🖤❤️❤️

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