Awesome Slenderman RP

John stands up and heads for the kitchen.

James adjusts on the couch and says looking over at Kathleen.

"Did I miss anything while we were asleep?"

(Actually no, sorry. ^_^; I'm not a good artist at all, the most I can draw are stick figures and smiley faces. And it's night time so they won't see Faust's message until morning. And Kathleen and Adyna still want Faust around, they just want him around and not fighting with Jason.) Adyna followed him into the kitchen. 'I wonder where Faust went... I hope he's alright...' She thought to herself. Kathleen snapped out of her intent staring at the window and looked over at him. "Huh? Oh, no. Not much." She said.

(that is quite the dampner I was going to ask if you could draw Faust and Scourge. Do you have any friends that could draw them for me?)

(Hmmm... I do have a couple of friends who are good artists, though they're admittedly better at drawing furrys then regular people, that I might could get in touch with and ask.)

//Huh...I've been looking around for someone who could do something along the lines of Drawing Me...as my character James\\

"Well, I think I may have to leave a for a bit actually..."

James says looking down at his jacket pocket.

"I've got a few things I need to...attend to..."

//(I can't do anything I need Jane to open the door)\\

(sorry XD)

Jane walks back over opening the door.

"Back so soon?"

Jane asks grinning.

Faust smiles to her and steps in, still holding his back.
"Why yes, yes I am. I just needed to...do something."
Faust takes a few steps towards the living room, then stops and turns to Jane.
"Hey, have you...ever been loved? Really loved, like..."
Faust trails off, looking into the memories of his own mind.
He realizes that he cannot remember the feeling of love.

"Uh...no actually...it's not something I want to discuss either...OK?"

Jane walks back over to the couch curling up onto one of the cushions.

"I suppose what happened was considered love...maybe you'll get to know about it...but not today.."

(Arue does anime..maybe you could ask him?..I know I am gonna)

Faust once again sits across from her, in that child like position, his knees up to him, when he pulls out his knife and stares at it.
"Have you ever killed? Like...ever?"
He looks at her, watching her face, her eyes, her...
feelings.
He wants to cry, realizing that once again he cannot feel anything but the gnawing sadness...
and the desire to make people feel his pain.
But not her.

Jane's eyes quickly flash black..then return to their deep hazel originality.

"Yes, I have actually...I...don't think that's something I want to discuss...ever.."

Jane looks back at Faust.

"I'm not being very helpful....but your asking questions I can't...or won't answer."

"Then I am fine with that," Faust says taking another look around the room.
"Would you like to see something?" He says, reaching into his bag.

"Possibly.."

Jane looks over at the bag.

Faust smiles at her, and he pulls out an envelope.
He gets up and walks over to her, sitting on the couch.
Inside the envelope are pictures. He pulls them out and he shows them to her one by one.
The first one is his father, his chest caved in and all organs visible, and blood still streaming from his lips.
The second is his mother, her head mutilated, and her throat destroyed.
The third is his sister, the side of her head still with a knife in it.
Faust's knife.
The next one is Jason, a smile carved into his face.
The last one is a picture of Faust, smiling at the camera, holding a balloon, a birthday hat on his head.
Faust smiles at her again, hoping she sees what he sees.

Jane looking at the pictures...calmly but not saying a word thinks simply.

-what in the actually fuck?-

"This is my family...minus the guy with the smile...they didn't love me...they just left me all alone in my own head...I couldn't handle it...I had to kill them...but I don't want to be alone anymore." As Faust tells her this, tears start tracing paths down his cheek.
"I don't want to be alone anymore."

Jane looks up at Faust.

"Alone?...but this towns full of people isn't it?"

"People, but not people like me," Faust says, looking at her.
"People who hate people like me."

Jane's eyes return to deep black..Jane switches to his frequency before he can react.

"Can you..elaborate on that?"

Jane asks smiling...obviously pleased.

"You didn't have to do that, you know," Faust feels the effect, but he ignores it to go into the kitchen, searching for tea.
"People who hate people like me. Pretty much, the kind of people who ruin this pretty little play thing called the world."
Faust comes back over, looking slightly angry.
"Where is tea? I really want tea before I go to sleep."

-tough son of a bitch isn't he....-

"Tea?...I think there's some in the cabinet in above the fridge.."

-how does it not work...?-

"Thank you," Faust says, looking again for tea.
"You must be wondering why that didn't work. The answer to that is I am two consciouses at once, and I find it easy to switch our frequencies."
Faust, beginning to make tea, comes back and sits before her on the ground, widening his eyes.
"I will forgive your sad attempt at making me stupid."

"hmph...making you stupid?...I suppose it won't just make you stupid...it's more like...hmm....making it easier to see what I can push your will too...and I just told you something that I shouldn't have....I killed a man..yes...but how?"

Jane pauses then answers.

"I drove him mad....from the simple look that I gave you just then.."

Faust smiles at her, then kisses her on the forehead.
"It's to late to drive me mad."
He walks upstairs, finding himself the same room he'd isolated himself in earlier, and falls asleep.