Slenderman

[close] A Creepypasta/SCP/HP Lovecraft RP

[close] ❝ That is not dead which can eternal lie. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ And with strange aeons even death may die. ❞ Arkham, Massachusetts. Home to the renown Miskatonic University. In this town, Paranoia and Fear are like drugs, not sold in alley ways or in deals made in the shadows. They are spread though emails and texts. By the light of a moon and around campfires, they are shared. What the residence of the Essex county of Massachusetts do not know is that these terrors they tell each other to get off on the chill....do exist. Speak of the Devil, and He shall appear; speak of evils and horrors unknown and they come knocking at your front door. Warning: This is an Advanced RP meaning you must post more than just a simple sentence or two, and it will contain violence, blood, gore, sexual themes, innuendo, mature elements and language. Recommended for ages 18+. You have been warned. No minors will be allowed to join.

[close] Join in with the Pasta's and others creations! If you think your character and Sally would have a tea party, go ahead! (Within reason, of course...)

[close] ❝Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴅᴏᴇs ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ ᴇɴᴅs...❞ The denizens of world beyond the the Vale begin to bleed into the world of man hundreds of years ago. They ran amok, feeding off of human's fear, growing in power. But then came the Paladins. Warriors of the God of Light. With their silver blades the waged war upon the Creepers. Homes were once again safe, children no longer called out to their parents to check their closets for monsters. Maybe they should have, because the monsters were not gone...