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Team Anti: Chapter 1--On The Road
 The trees rustled and whipped against the wind and rain. The clouds hung low, heavy and weeping upon the forest thousands of feet below. Occasional flashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder could be seen or heard as they streaked and echoed across the hills. Barely any traffic could be seen on the quiet country road while the storm raged. Many drivers would consider this weather as too much of a risk to make the journey, but as the afternoon dreariness began to fade into the evening twilight, one vehicle could be seen traversing the mountain road.
 The vehicle, one an ordinary school bus, barreled down the slick road at a careful yet moderate speed. The signature yellow paint of the bus had long since been replaced with a plain white, which now lay in shambles from the mud and dirt of the many travels it undertook. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary about the vehicle itself; at first glance, it just appeared to be a regular white bus with tinted windows, a vehicle meant fo
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The Red Artist: Part 2
"Owen, baby? Are you awake?" Owen struggled to open his eyes. The hospital lights glared into his vision like the sun. Owen sat up slowly, his head feeling like it weighed a ton. He looked around and saw that he was sitting in a hospital recovery room, with his mother wearing a worried expression on her face. Owen studied his mom for a moment, trying to remember what happened to him that landed him in here. He thought hard against the throbbing concussion in his head. It was starting to come back to him. The basketball court, Jed, the boy, the fight,....and the blood. The blood. Owen remembered it now. The blood that ran from Franky's head as Owen pummeled his face to the ground. The blood that exploded from Benny's mouth when Owen cracked him in the head with that stick. Then he remembered the blood that flowed from Jed's mangled face and shoulder as he mercilessly beat him. It was everywhere. Dripping onto the concrete, splashing into Owen's face, covering his clothes. Crimson blood.
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The Red Artist: Part 1
"Owen, please be a good son and take out the trash again"! Owen sighed. It had been the 4th time that day that he had to take out the scraps of cardboard, bubble wrap, duct tape, and bits of broken dinnerware that had been damaged during the move. "Never heard that one before", Owen thought. "Sure, Ma," He called to his mother, who answered back, "Thanks, dear"! Owen sat up off of his bed and  out of his room, carefully watching his step amidst the stacks of boxes that held his personal crap that he had yet to unpack. "This sucks," he thought. "Why of all places did we have to move here?!"
Owen's family, the Allistairs, had to move around a lot. Owen's dad, Ryan Allistair, was a military man, Navy by branch, and worked on computers as his job. Like any military family, he and his family would have to move again and again, whenever the military needed him somewhere else. As far as Owen could remember, this had been the 6th time that he had to move because of his dad's job. And this
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The Red Artist: Sadist
  The cold midnight rain pelted against the cement of the alley behind the liquor store. The only source of light, besides the occasional flashes of lightning, was the faint orange glow of the street lamps of the empty adjacent street.  On any other given night, the midnight rainstorms were welcome in this small Alabama community, as the summer days were hot and muggy.
  A lone figure staggered into rthe alley and pulled the hood of his jacket over his head. He stumbled through the back street behind the drug store and almost tripped as he crossed the empty street and into the trees beyond. Anyone who would've laid eyes on this hooded figure would've either guessed that he was drunk, or seriously sick, though the darkness masked who he truly was, and what was wrong with him.
 The young man, once a boy overcome by grief and insanity, was now a ruthless, hardened killer. The red hoodie he wore was drenched in different splotches of red from the blood he spilt. His pan
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The Team Anti Prologue
My Immortal Friend,
   Up until a few weeks ago, not much has happened on human realm that can be described as eventful. The proxy organization has been working at full efficiency around the US and Europe, with very limited amounts of mishaps. Since I was given charge of the newly activated Team Anti facitlity, Pale Horse, I have been supplied with quite a large group of recruits. It has taken quite the long while to whip this band of unruly hooligans into a coherent team. When I first began training the large group of almost 90 inhabitants of the prison facility back in April. Since then, there have been quite a few...."adjustments, and examples to be made." We are now down to barely 50 fighters, but I believe the team has finally become a stable organization. Joe still reigns as the top fighter of the group, and though it has taken a bit of reprimand, he now knows that killing his opponent in a sparring match is generally frowned upon.
That's enough of the Team talk. There'
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I still see you by Silvxry I still see you :iconsilvxry:Silvxry 6 0 Sightless Diane (Gore) by ZizyGene
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Hobo Heart Stitches Creepypasta
Hobo Heart - Stitches
It was a winter afternoon. Like most winter afternoons it was overcast, cloudy with a bit of rain, the wind blew and the leaves rustled on the sidewalk as C.C. and her friend Elizabeth walked home from school.
"It was nice walking this way for a change." C.C. said as the two strode along.
Elizabeth smiled "Thanks for joining me this way. I can't believe Britany didn't show again today. She didn't call or anything."
C.C. rolled her eyes "She probably skipped and went to the lake with Glen."
Elizabeth laughed "You're probably right. Alright well I'll see you tomorrow."
The two parted ways and C.C. continued. She had just a few more blocks till she was home.
As she walked along she saw a small scruffy dog pawing at something in the gutter.
"Hey little guy whatcha after?" she crouched down and saw a bone stuck in a crack.
C.C. pried it lose and the dog snatched it up and darted away, toward the alley.
The girl followed "Hey, don't I at least get to pet you?"
When she
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Creepy Pasta: The Puppeteer
I had this doll for quite a while now. 
It was a beautiful porcelain doll. You know, the way that most porcelain doll looks like. I was just like that. Wavy, long blonde curls. Black eyes. A beautiful pink and red dress with a typical headband with lace around the edges. It was a doll I received from my mother at an early age. At that age I always thought it was such a pretty doll - A perfect look. My grandmother had almost fifty dolls of that kind. All of them beautiful, perfect porcelain dolls. But this one in particular, the blonde with the red dress, I will always remember. 
Because this is the one that would be the death of me.
I lived alone for quite awhile, had now. I had just gotten into college, seeing my whole life lay in front of me and all I had to do was to just go and pick out what I wanted. Easy as that. I was aiming for Psychology - A subject I had started to respect and enjoy the last three years. Seeing as my mother was a nurse and my dad a therapist, It was
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There's nothing much to really say here. I just draw horror and sexy stuff. ;>

I'm currently 19 and I'm Aromantic Asexual.

If you want to do any art trades, message me and we might be able to work something out if I like your art! Requests are unavailable to those who aren't my friends, however. Sorry. :(

I hope you enjoy my artwork!

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KingLightLatios Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2018  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Ooooh my god I love your art aaaa
TheOriginalSlendpai Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2018  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Why thank you~ Your feedback is always appreciated! <3
BloodRavens1 Featured By Owner Dec 18, 2017  Student Traditional Artist
nice drawings
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TheOriginalSlendpai Featured By Owner Oct 14, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
:0 You found me!
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TheOriginalSlendpai Featured By Owner Jun 11, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Hello there!
ThePrincessFefe Featured By Owner Jun 13, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Do ya recognize me?
TheOriginalSlendpai Featured By Owner Jun 14, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
You're this person:
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