dear_mun | Voice testing

[What... the hell put this paper here? He can't sense any impulses from any humans nearby, so how did it get here and why?]

[He stands close enough to see, enough to be felt. Paranoia and fear, these are his gifts. A fog creeps in.]

[Unfortunately, paranoia is not a thing that Yukuhashi dabbles in himself, even if he would be considered a "naughty child." But he spots the Slender Man.

And he pauses.

And now he is feeling that fear. He's seen many strange people -- his world is full of abnormals after all -- but this... whatever it is is not something he's seen.

He feels nothing from it. No emotions. No intents. No nothing. It's as if this thing has no heart.

...And his Mun has buggered off somewhere and he doesn't know why.]

Who are you?

[His presence comes with much, fheadaches, nausea, memory loss. How will it affect you little one? Will you remember this when it's done? Will you survive? He wasn't sure if he should feast or play.

His head moves, tilting and he considers. The child is strange, different. The fog thickens and he watches.

He has no face but he sees you child. Come to him.]

[The cold settles deeply into Yukuhashi's chest. It closes around his heart and he can barely breathe.

This isn't Oudo's manipulation. This urge to walk is not a manipulation of his body's electrical impulses, or even a reading of the same like he does. It is something mythical and unknown and that terrifies him more than anything.

Because that shouldn't be.

It takes all his willpower to keep his legs where they are.]

[Oh good. You are afraid. He seems to grow, becomming just that little bit taller. The more fear, the more he will feed and thestronger he an get. It's been so quiet in the place his mun put him, a silent forest in her mind.

The little one has will, striving against the call. Very good.

Come to him.]

[His Mun's disappearance is the most unsettling thing. He feels her -- not through her headspace, but through his abnormality.

She is afraid -- no, she is terrified. This thing before him is something of her nightmares. And unfortunately, his power is amplified because of her connection to him.

He is afraid. She is terrified. Her fear feeds into his and boosts it beyond both. Yukuhashi is now so terrified that his entire body is frozen, his breath barely able to come to his call.

A first step is taken.]

[He's out in the darkness, aware that something is nearby. But what, he does not know. It's nothing he's ever faced before, but that sense of dread fills his body.

Yet, he continues walking in the fog until he spots the tree with a note attached to it. A familiar scene replays in his head and going over to read the sign, thinking it another manuscript, when the words "Hello World" are the only things he reads, Alan face grows into confusion and his fear slowly rises.]

[His mun is here, nervous. Distracted. It will be fine. He will do what he does and be what he will be. She is a fine proxy. He is thankful she let him in. She has such a talent for the dark.

Such fear, twisting and spiraling, two for one and such a fine deal it is. It feeds him well and he is happy when the little on steps forward.

Your mun is terrified? Good, so very good. He is glad to be he nightmare. What does she see? He is curious. What do you see little one? What do you hear in his silence?

Come closer.]

[He doesn't approach, happy to watch. There's enough apprehension to keep him satisfied for now.

Now he is curious, watching.

Yes.

Hello.

What will you do next, little man?]

[What he hears is not what most people fear. For most people -- for his Mun -- there is silence. An unnerving, utter silence that has nothing in it, with the fear of a predator slowly stalking you.

For him, silence is bliss. It is a blessed thing. What he hears is noise, loud and overlapping, nothing coherent and all of it crashing into one another. Before, this noise was unbearable. Before, this noise decayed his mind. Now, that blissful oblivion doesn't come, only noise after noise as it crashes onto one another and makes his own thoughts scatter.

He tries to remember Oudo. He tries to bring to mind that king, the one who he was born in this era for. The one who silences all of this, the one whose words hold as much power as Slender's will.

The image does not come. He takes another step.]

[Can it be called stalk when you approach him? He can show you stalking, he can show you creeping and hunting. He has done all of it. This is more.

There is much to be heard. Voice less screams, the terror of many. Children, men, women. All are his to take if he chooses them. He hasn't chosen you yet but maybe... Maybe.

He comes a little closer, around a tree like a ghost. Yes, come.

What is your name? What makes you special? Give it to him. He will make you more.]

What is this?

[He finally speaks aloud and waves the paper in his hand as if disbelieving of what he'd read. Something was playing a game with him. Something he'd yet to encounter before.

In his other hand is a flashlight. He holds it up toward the forest that stands in front of him and shines it into the dark. He almost expects to see the familiar form of a Taken then. Shrouded by shadows, face obstructed, the former shell of what used to be a man.

But this feeling he gets when his gaze is directed toward the woods; it's nothing he's felt before. And it scares him.]

[No, but that is what his Mun fears. That is what she sees, in this silence. Death. Terror. Silence of everything but the sound of her own footfalls until they, too, are silenced.

The screams meld into everything else. It is all too much -- he can't pick out a single thing amongst this ocean he's drowning in, this ocean of screams and banging and never-ending noise that has washed him and his will away.

He feels you. Somehow, your words are in him -- his empathy. He doesn't know how. His Mun is too afraid to offer explanation. And so, as if Oudo himself had used his abnormality, he finds he can do nothing but obey the command bidden to him.]

Yukuhashi Mizou.

[Japanese. Reversed order. These things, common and forgotten, are bidden to his mind before being washed away by the current. He doesn't know why.

Those words are all he can form. What makes him special... yes, it is this body of his, this mind that is a reciever for all electrical currents human, animal, and machine. He can read all that it brings to him -- emotions, intentions, even pain.

You have no currents. No life. Amidst this forest of corrupted and overlapped symphony, you are the empty spot. Unlike Oudo, you beckon this noise, not silence it. You stand above it.

A third step is taken.]

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[Sound pierces the silence and he feels it.

Are you clever, little man? Can you figure him out? It shall be a game and he will lead you through the woods and far from home.

The light passes through the trees and misses him. He feels pleasure in this.

What will you take from him? Will headaches come? Paranoia? Will you see or forget? You're not quite close enough to feel more than a distant breath of him. But it's enough.

There's another note not far from you. Can you see it?

sEarCHinG?

[She's a good girl your mun. She knows this game and its rules.

Yes, banging and static and schreeching and nothing. Nothing at all.

Oh perceptive, yes. You're a strong child aren't you? You will be a fine thing to chase and use. Would you tell stories of this? He hopes so. You will remember this fear.

The name means nothing, the strange sounds used by you are without meaning to him but he can make use of them. You will hear it in the screaming, your name whispered.

Your terror is a pleasure and sustinence. He wonders if he should lift you high and place you amongst the branches? Lead you deeper? Leave you months later on your own? What fun he could have with you.

Very good. Closer.]

[Yes, she knows this game. She knows how things go. She doesn't like this game -- she tries not to play it. It scares her, and so too, does it further scare Yukuhashi.

He is strong, yes. Even as the currents take him, he fights them. He has been here, in this world of endless sound and screaming, this world where silence is something that has never existed.

His name is washed away with the rest -- a meaningless thing amidst the rest of the noise that he can no longer pick anything out from.

His own fear increases. He feels powerless. Unable to do anything. This is not a creature gas will work on. This is not a creature he can outwit or trick. This is not a creature he can throw off guard.

This is not a creature that any can fight.

The fourth step is resisted. It's only a half-step, yet he cannot fight Slender's influence completely.]

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[He feels it immediately. Though subtle, there's the slight feeling of pain throbbing in his temples and soon it will transgress into a headache. He knows that's not normal; knows that whatever is out there is capable of far worse things than this ache.

He finds nothing in those trees when the light passes through, but still feels its presence lurking. He wants to find it, yet, another part of him is saying run. And so is his mun.

Head turning, he spots the new note and cautiously goes over to read it. Again, the minimal wording is unsettling -he's used to receiving paragraph long entries that tell of current and future events- and as he raises his eyes from the paper, he drops it and begins to back away slowly.

It's luring him in. He won't fall for it. He'd been victim to something like this before.]

[She does not know everything. Only whispers, only suggestions. Only he knows the end. She can rest, she's not been chosen today.

Oh buit there is silence. That's all there is. Silence. People forget that even silence has a sound... How does that song go? 'Hello Darkness my old friend...'

He rises taller than a man and now he moves in earnest, limbs sprouting ad lifting, spread out like wings, holding him high.

No, no fighting here. He would like a taste. Just a taste of wake makes you shine, little one.

Come, closer.]

Creepy much?

[He picks up the note looking it over. But he can't see anyone around at the moment. Just feels a cold chill down his spine]

[So much worse, so much better. But not today, not for you. Now there's only curiosity. What is your story?

Your mind is wise, your mun, wise too. He's become so well known over the years, how he loves this technology they depend upon. Will you run and never come back?

No and there's will to this word. You will reurn. One day. They always do.

Running? He is amused but disappointed. The fog thickens and sweeps in, tangling amongst your feet.

Stay. Tell him your story. Give him your fear. It's not too much to ask is it?]

[Such a pretty light you have there, shining so bright and clear. A fascination but not what he wants or needs.

A chill is just the first breath. He brings much with him. How will he touch you? Will our head ache, your body weaken? Will your nose bleed? Will you forget himor remember? Will you give him your fear?

He watches you and sees. Hello world. Hello you. Won't you come say hello?
You carry such shadow with you, trauma, stress.

You won't see him, yet. But he sees you. Hello, hello, hello.]

[He stands. The arc reactor the only form of light source around. The odd feeling of someone watching, makes his hand shake. A cold sweat dripping down his brow. He looks around. Not showing any obvious panic yet. But there's no one here.

He drops the note taking a few steps back. He didn't think this was a good place to be anymore]

[What are you doing here alone? He wants your tortured aches, it calls to him as clearly as the light shines.

He's closer suddenly, close enough to clearly see you through the dim light. This is not your usual place is it? In the woods. Alone.

Have you come to see him?

He watches and calls.

Stay. Come.]

Hello?

[He calls out. Almost sounding like a whimper. He looks to the ground.]

If this is a joke. it isn't funny [He voice shaking, worry evident in his face. He turns taking a few steps away from where he currently stands]

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Excuse me a minute. /runs away SCREECHING IN UTTER TERROR

>:3

I hate you. Yet at the same time, I love you. I'M CONFLICTED.

Oh very good. /reaches fooooor/ I should wanr you, this is my first time playing Slendy

NO YOU KEEP YOUR HANDS AWAY FROM ME. Also I don't think Slender is that... complicated. xD

Aw man. XD He's very simple but keeping him creepy? Thats the hard part.

I agree! (Also, Yuku is 17, but he does look like a little kid. /relevant)

Can this be a real crossover? Please?

Noted!

I know bugger all about Alan Wake but hells yes. 8D

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Play the game! You'll love it.

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will investigate! XD

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For the record. Slender man terrifies me. XD

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if it's any consolation, me too <3

Good I'm not alone <3

Not at all. XD

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