So I was slumming it with the SA goons when I came across this little number:

By the way.
A couple weeks ago I was driving from DC to Cincinnati, and if I find out which one of you thought it was a good idea to put a Slender Man scarecrow up on Route 50 near Athens I will kill you. I caught it at just the right moment to see it, get terrified, and go "oh whew it's fake". Didn't help that it was right at dusk. It was just out by the road in front of some trees and

oh god I hope it was a scarecrow.

Ooooh, spooky! Also, a picture:

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HOLY TAP DANCING JESUSKABOBS. And now Slendy: the explanation (in several parts):

It helps to sit alone in your basement (or your mom's, whatever) late at night, read this thread with all the slenderman pictures, and then maybe check out the videos that were posted as an offshoot of this thread over in the Marble Hornets thread.

It's more a suspension of disbelief thing. Part of the "scariness" of it is that there is no real solid definition for what Slenderman is. He's different a little bit for everyone. I think the only consistent "facts" about him are that 1) he's long and narrow in every aspect, 2) is approximating human clothing, and 3) shows up goddamn everywhere in creepy ways.

It's sort of a spooky madlib. What spooks you out? That's what Slenderman is/does.

For me, he's there late at night when I walk into a dark room just before hitting the lights on. I keep expecting to flip the light on and there he is, just loving standing there, right in front of me, waiting for who knows what, but oh my god I almost walked right into him what the gently caress get outofhererunrunrunrun...

Do you ever get that feeling? That feeling like you're being followed, but whenever you turn around there's no one there? I think that's him. That's what he does when he follows you--he gives you that feeling. If you notice him, he notices you.

I see him outside of my house, now. At the windows. I close all of the blinds, but I always look outside. He only comes at night, but I'm starting to see him in the daytime, too.

I don't think his eyes are darkened. I think they're just... gone.

He follows me wherever I go. I see him at work, so I don't go there anymore. I see him outside, not always but even when I don't, I always feel him there. I don't go outside anymore. I don't go anywhere.

*whimper*