Hello, dear Patrons, and welcome back to more Slender Man fic! Hopefully it will eventually contain some actual Slender Man, but who know when that might happen? This fic moves slower than molasses in January.
In the first chapter we were introduced to the Nameless (and thus far genderless, faceless, and all around made of Void) Narrator, who is incredibly bad at planning even a short trip to a friend’s party, leaving them stranded out of gas and sans cell phone on the side of the least busiest highway ever. They do happen to be located just across the highway from a farm/forest, which is presumably where they will run afoul of The Slender Man.
AN: SLENDER CHAPTER 1! PLEASE READ, REVIEW and ENJOY!
Technically this is the second chapter, not the first.
Chapter one: Page 1
You really don’t have to label the chapter twice, we understood you the first time.
Hello, dear Patrons!
Are you ready for more Slender Man fanfiction? (Don’t worry; it’s not Slendtai or a Reader fic this time.) This particular fic, unlike just about every other Slender Man fic I’ve worked on, actually looks as if it has elements from the game in it. Woot!
Let’s take a look at the summary, shall we?
Eight different pages have one thing in common. Slender. A teenage woman is heading home from a party only to have her car run out of gas. She finds a farm and enters hoping to find a source of fuel. Suddenly the doors lock, and in order to come out she has to find the 8 pages. And in order to find the eight pages, she must avoid the mythological creature known as Slenderman.
I’m curious to see how this is going to work out; finding the pages in order to leave the area works as a gameplay mechanic, but I don’t know how it would be translated over into a narrative. Those type of “You must collect X number of [item] to progress” quests are just one of those things that make sense when you’re playing a game, but if someone in a real-world scenario told you that you had to find pieces of paper in a forest and would be physically incapable of leaving the area until they were all found you would call so much bullshit on them. Also; farms don’t typically have doors unless they are on or in a structure of some kind so this might take place inside a house or barn of some sort.
New story based on a famous meme, mythological creature, and game on the internet SLENDER!
Slendpai is a creature of many talents.
I have played this game once, and will never do it again,
Well, that’s encouraging.
—WARNING: CONTAINS POSSIBLE TRIGGER MATERIAL—
—AND WAY TOO MANY BAD TOUCHES—
Hello, dear Patrons!
Are you ready for another chapter of softcore Slendtai?
“But Ghostie!” You may be thinking to yourself, “I thought you finished The Slender Man Romance fic already?”
Why, yes I did, hypothetical Patron – but this is the Intertubez! There’s so much more out there.
So, so much more. Also fanart. :shudders: Do not look for the fanart without Safe Search on.
Any-hoo, this is a new “Romance” fic featuring The Slender Man. Let’s take a look at the summary, shall we?
Jayde is visited by the Slenderman. What does he want? Light and Dark Version to this. Two-Shot. Previously known as His Mate: Part 1.
Already I can tell a few things about this fic; the character with the Special Name Spelling is probably the Sue and – based on the fic’s current and previous titles – is going to wind up being The Slender Man’s lover. I did take a look at the author’s other fics and could not fine the second part of this two-shot. The fic is over four years old so it is possible it has never been written.
Let’s get to the fic!
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Hello, dear Patrons, and welcome to the second chapter of this Reader fic!
In the first chapter, we took a little drive through Germany’s Black Forest, where we were in a car accident, got murdered by policeman, and then got groped and kidnapped by a mysterious figure that is probably the Slender Man.
From what I gathered the fic was originally a oneshot, but the author decided to tack on another chapter for some reason. That doesn’t really fill me with confidence.
Hey! How yah been and I apologize for not writing a lot but I am still alive. I’ll write as much as I can but exams and finals are coming up soon so I’ll have to study. I hope you enjoy!
Thanks for the pointless Author’s Note, I guess.
Darkness swallowed you whole, though a small white form entered this hollow realm.
That’s comfortingly vague.
Zst. That sound came.
Not entirely sure why or even how this sound is being made, but there it is.
“Hello.” The voice sounded off because it had a metallic edge to it. “Tell me when she wakes.”
“Human wake up.” It called again.
Dude, the voice said when I wake up, not to wake me up. Rude much?
“Masky back off.” Another voice sounded.
Oh, goody; unattributed dialogue between an unknown number of characters that have yet to be introduced in any way. That’s fun.
“Okay, Hoodie. I wonder why Slend brought her here… He usually eats them.”
Frickin’ how? HE HAS NO MOUTH! Does he drain their energy, or something like that?
:grabs fic and shakes it:
Hello, dear Patrons!
I’m here with a little fic from the Slender: The Eight Pages section of ff.net – and it’s a Reader fic! Because you know how “fun” those fics are. Lucky for you fabulous Patrons, I decided against riffing any of the Slender Man hardcore erotica (which is apparently called “Slendtai”) Reader fics.
Yes, that is really a thing. No, you should not Google it.
Anyway, lets take a look at the summary for this particular fic;
Reader x Slenderman Your mom and you were in Germany for a trip but things turn into a supernatural encounter because of an accident. Hey since due to the fans I wrote more for you guys enjoy! Tweaked the second chap for yah.
While I do enjoy travelling with my mother, I doubt we would take a trip to Germany by ourselves – primarily because neither one of us knows any German, which would probably hamper our enjoyment.
Hello. Spring break is here so I’ll be posting here and there, so my main thing now is I should have written a Slenderman thing long ago this might be a story hope you like.
Well, that was pointless – but at least it was short. Let’s hope the trend continues!
Title: The Marissa Games
Author: Marissa the Writer
Media: Books/Movies/Video Games
Topic: The Hunger Games / Portal / MIB II / Team Fortress / Thomas the Trai- [Fuck it, I’m not adding any more to this list! – Lyle] The Kitchen Sink
Genre: Not Listed
URL: Chapter Nine
Critiqued by agigabyte and Ghostcat
Not a Verb Counter: 686
Scatology Counter: 101
Cain: Welcome back, everyone. I’m here with Syl, Ghostie, and Datapad-Goddess for another chapter of The Marissa Games. Say hello.
Syl: Hello! :blows kisses:
Ghostie: Do I really have to be here?
Goddess: You seem kind of annoyed, Cain. And yes, Ghostie. Sorry about that.
Syl: Have you met him? Kitten’s middle name is “Annoyed”. Or possibly Tiberius, I forget which.
Goddess: I prefer other middle names for him.
Syl: McLovin? That’s always a good choice. Very hipster.
Cain: This is the part where we begin the riff.
Title: The New Security Guard
Author: The Lazy Darklord
Media: Video Game
Topic: Five Nights at Freddy’s
URL Chapter 2
Critiqued by Ghostcat
Welcome back, dear Patrons, to another chapter! When last we met, the audience was introduced to college freshman and extremely late bloomer Gabe/Michael via a pair of rambling and disjointed flashbacks that raised more questions than they answered.
On to the fic! Which starts with another all-bold Author’s Note that contains almost no punctuation. Yay.
Hello everybody and welcome back to the Fnaf fanfic,
Which so far has had very little FNAF in it.
some of you might be wondering hey dark why is it that you sometimes promise to finish a story and then you just disappear from the face of the earth for a few months,
No, I can honestly say I wasn’t wondering that at all. At the risk of resurrecting one of our favorite dead horses, you aren’t on a schedule. Post (or don’t post) whenever you feel like it. Your only deadline is self-imposed.
im not going to make excuses i honestly was at point were i was almost entirely done with fanfiction mainly because i did alot of work into my stories and then too rewrite them was an honest pain in my ass
Welcome to writing, honey – it’s two percent pure pleasure and ninety-eight percent soul-shredding grunt work that no one will ever see. And don’t even get me started on editing; it’s much easier to edit someone else’s work because you aren’t emotionally invested in it, but trying to edit your own writing is like having your fingers caught in a bear trap and trying to decide which one to gnaw off first.