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Hey guys,
It's been a little bit since I started the drafting on this one. I finally settled on something that allows for the way I want it to look. I hope you guys find it helpful. If you have any questions feel free to ask. I'll also be releasing a few 'tip' pages in the future to better clarify things and to cut these files down in size a little. Sorry I didn't get this done sooner. Had another seizure yesterday. T^T Getting through it.Β
Happy crafting,
LG
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SezaluvsteaXD [2015-08-01 15:37:45 +0000 UTC]
I made a proxy for myself!-P.S EJ your the collector for this one sorry I got you mixed up in this-or Slendy cause his the one who sends you guys out to collect.....Welp enjoy?~
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Proxy name: (there are two you can call me by) Dream Killer or Loveless Sez
Real name: Sarah
Appearance: Long dark brown hair that goes a little bit longer than the waist. Eyes were originally dark brown but now are red. Wears a mask half is white half is black. A mouth is painted onto the mask with a bloody grin that is drawn with several x's. She wears a black trench-coat and knee high boots and black jeans with buckles across the boots and pants. She also wears black linen gloves and ties her hair up in a pony tail with a red ribbon and a broken bell that sometimes makes a weird noise that is almost undetectable. sometimes lets her hair down when she feels that she is somewhere comfortable. Always has a golden pocket watch on her but it is broken and is always stuck at 12. Midnight.
Backstory and how she became a proxy (sorry that I made a book out of it): She was very social, always quiet in class unless spoken to. One day a boy came up to her and asked if she would be his girlfriend. At that time she didn't know what love was. Her mum was always telling her she wasn't good enough to surpass her other family members who were practical geniuses and she didn't know who her father was. She was forced into learning about all the academics at a young age. She tried to rebel as much as she could-even though it got her into more trouble and more "punishment"-even through all of this she loved her mother and wanted to make her proud one day. She studied and studied made more friends as well-after being bullied she moved to a different school-she learned that if you wanted to live you'd have to learn to adapt so she made connections. She had blackmail on everyone and anyone. So back to the boy. He asked her out and she rejected him saying you didn't know what love was. He stayed calm and walked away. The next day at school the principal called you to his office. She wondered what was wrong. She was pretty sure she had got A+ on all of her tests this term. (she stayed up every night studying.) The principal wore a grim face as she stepped in, confused she asked what was wrong. He replied with four words that changed everything: "Your mother is dead." She held back a cry "How?" He was shocked at how she could care about how so suddenly but acknowledged that it was probably from the shock. "She was murdered." At that statement her face turned grim and she excused herself the principal replying with "of course" and she left the room. She went to her house to see the cops didn't clean up yet so the body was left there and the place was still a mess from the murder. She yelled at them all to get out and never come back. For some reason they did with blank faces. She looked at the house. The entry way which was always clean was bloodied with blood red hand-prints that were dragged. She noticed the vase her mother loved so much on the floor and she picked it up and put it back on the table. Walking into the living room her eyes widened there was a message written above the wall that your mother's corpse written in her mother's blood: 'This is what love is!' Her mouth went agape. That boy... the one who-who asked her to be her boyfriend....HE KILLED MOTHER! Her eyes turned murderous she grabbed a kitchen knife and got a mix of lemon and detergent onto a cloth. (She knew from her studies this mixture made chloroform which could knock people out with the right amount) She also knew from her connections that the boy who asked her to be his girlfriend always walked down the alley next to her house every day. She took off her uniform and put on a black trench-coat and her favourite boots and pants that her mother once got for her birthday and tied her hair up with a red ribbon with a broken bell attached to it that made a weird noise. Mother-that was the mantra in her head-looks like the boy was right this is what love is....she loved mother and now she misses her now she is gone but always with her forever and ever....Focusing back on the task she looked at the pocket watch she always kept on her. He was late. 8 minutes and 32 seconds late from usual. Then he was there on his phone grinning, she could've never thought that he was a murderer he looked like an innocent teenager boy when he passed her not noticing her presence until she saw what he was looking at on his phone. Pictures of her. Then he scrolled down to a selfie of him with a knife stabbing her mother who looked up at him in horror. Mother. That's when when she struck she stabbed his hand and used her other gloved hand to press the cloth with the mixture onto his mouth and waited for him to pass out. Her pocket-watch fell and she swore and picked it up seeing that it broke from impact staying on the twelve now. She looked up and down the street. nobody was there. Pocketing his phone she dragged his unconscious body into her house and tied him up on a chair. She selected the same knife next to her mother's body that he killed her mother with. When he woke up he saw her with the knife next to mother's body. She got up looking at him head lolled to the side. "Mother, you killed her." He looked at her and smiled. "Oh her....would you like to know her last words? She told me to tell them to you." She looked at him coldly "Tell me." He looked at her with a disappointed face. "Not until you say you love me." She went up to him and cleanly chop off both hands. "Tell me." She said as he screamed in agony. "Next will be your eyes, then I'll cut your stomach open and let you bleed then I'll get to the less important things." She put the knife to her mouth while she was in thought and started listing: "The appendix, the tailbone, the male's nipples, the erector pili and the teeth. But maybe we should start with your flesh?" He looked at her, mouth agape and scared now knowing of what she was capable of. "Oh don't worry I'll take it slowly...one part at a time. Right?" She felt like she could forget her mother's corpse how useless she was to her mother, it felt like she could forget it all by letting others feel the pain that she felt all her life. She started with going into the kitchen to get more equipment. You picked up some cutlery some sharper knives, a blender 'everyday kitchen ware was just sooo useful' she thought. She went back there and started her work. -TIME LAPSE- he was left only with what would keep him alive the whole time she felt like someone was watching her but continued with her quick work. She muffled his screams with a gag when he started whaling. She kept methodically stabbing him and whispering in his ears: "This is what love is!" Then she took off the gag and asked him again what her mother told him expecting another lecture, another line of how she was disgusting or disappointing. Yet he said those words: "Forget what hurt you but never forget what it taught you....and she also said she loves you....." Then he died. She looked at his body disfigured and stomach ripped apart, she threw his parts onto the floor then took her bloody gloves off. Then she looked at her mother. She then cried but when she put a hand to her face and put it up to her eyes she realized.....she was crying tears of blood. She hugged her mother's corpse and whispered words of love like one would if they were at their mother's funeral. Then she got up and went to the bathroom to see the cause of her bleeding eyes. When she got there she saw her eyes a bright shade of red. Blood streaming from her eyes. Then she noticed a boy with a blue mask appearing behind her with one of the kidneys that she remembered dissevering from the dead boy who killed her mother. She turned around to him with wide eyes watching as he slid his mask halfway off his face and munched into the kidney. She watched carefully as he ripped into the kidney blood dripping onto the floor from it. Not expecting this she grabbed the knife she still had with her and threw it directly at his heart. Wearing a triumphant grin waiting for his demise. Yet he caught the knife with two fingers and licked blood from the now finished kidney. Her grin fell. "You know I think your kidneys would be nice too....but luckily I've had my fill of kidneys that lady's kidney was nice by the way." She thought 'what lady?' then her face fell. She ran back into the living room and screamed. Her mother's stomach was ripped apart both kidneys gone. "MOTHER!" She clung to the body as the boy with the mask walked in."Oh shi* she was your mom." He actually looked like he felt bad but looks could deceive-just like the boy who was dead on the chair who also had both kidneys missing-she carried her mother-with the boy who was following her who she ignored now- into her mother's bed room and laid her down closing her mother's eyelids and kissing her on both cheeks and her forehead just like how her mom used to when she was a little kid. The kidney eater stared at this scene with watchful eyes. She sat onto the bed head in both hands trying to think how it got to this. Never having the time to think this over because of all the blood lust. But first thing's first. She suddenly looked up finally acknowledging the guy in the blue mask who was surprised at the sudden eye contact wait no-she realized he had no eyes and a black substance was dripping from his two holes from his blue mask."Who are you and why did you eat mom's kidneys? Oh and thanks for eating that boy's kidneys now I know that he suffered a little more....." He looked at her strangely with mixed expressions that were hard to follow because of his mask. He sighed and took off his mask "I'm Eyeless Jack but you can call me EJ." She looked at his face she looked at the holes in his eyes and his grey alabaster skin but she was more interested in him being eyeless. "I'm Sarah but you can call me-" "-Sez right?" 'How did he know my nickname?!' She thought. "Who are you?" She asked again. He said:"I told you I'm-" but I interrupted with: "-No who ARE you." He set his mouth in a straight line thinking up a reply. He said, "I'm your collector" and with that he held up the cloth she used on the boy and put it against her mouth. Her consciousness slipping away as she tried to fight the black darkness that was taking her away but before she was completely engulfed she heard those words again: "Huh...so this is what love is like?" Then you blacked out.
Her motto and catchphrase: Motto: (her mother's advice to her but changed)-Forget what killed you but never forget what it made you. Catchphrase: This is what love is!
Weapon: Her mind's built up knowledge and anything she can use to bring harm to the ones she hates or sees as an enemy.
Abilities: Can give commands that people will listen to if screamed or used in any emotional way. She uses her knowledge that she collects from others or "watching" you then uses it as a weapon. If this all fails or hates you alot she goes into your dreams and whispers into your ear: "This is what love is." Then stabs you to death while you are asleep.
Weakness/Lack of: Has OCD. Likes to keep things organized and clean. Ironically has acrophobia-fear of needles-hates boys more than girls so sometimes gets TOO passionate-because you see the boy who killed your mother in their eyes, that hide secrets. Also has a weakness for cute things like kittens (Random? Ikr?)
Prompt: You see a girl who is new around the neighbour hood. She seems nice, she has made friends with everybody but me. Your fear is something that no one knows though. Tonight you decide to sleep early (even though it is 11:59PM) when the clock strikes 12 you hear someone whisper: "This is what love is."
P.S some of this story is based off some of my personal shtuff so please don't judge too much >~< (P.S.S not the killing parts tho I ain't an actual murderer...wait does this include mentally as well o.o?)
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MaddieLongLegs [2014-06-28 22:09:05 +0000 UTC]
My mother would never let me do this, or Slender! ;n; She says it's weird cx and im just over here saying "OF COURSE IT WEIRD WOMAN!!"
Haha, I am gonna have to do this in secret then cx
E.J. <3
(Can you do Ticci-Toby? Sorry to ask x3)
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l1k3gh0sts In reply to MaddieLongLegs [2014-07-08 14:20:51 +0000 UTC]
Lol. I'm glad you like it! Just don't get yourself into too much trouble. *deviant smile*
Also, I can do my best to see what a pattern could look like. No apology needed. I love to take requests for new projects.
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MaddieLongLegs In reply to l1k3gh0sts [2014-07-09 21:17:34 +0000 UTC]
Lol, I will try not to!
Ah, ok! Coolz cx
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l1k3gh0sts In reply to MaddieLongLegs [2014-07-17 14:42:35 +0000 UTC]
Good. Deviants as we are. Lol.
I should have something out soon. I've finally finished some other projects so I can settle into making some requests.
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l1k3gh0sts In reply to nikissu [2013-11-19 14:12:27 +0000 UTC]
Lol. I'm happy to hear that!! I feel like I need to redo this tut though. I kinda messed up some of the stitching and pattern pieces I cut out. I had a seizure and somehow magically managed to cut my finger from one knuckle to another. I had no idea how much I wrap the thread around my fingers when I work. Lol. It hurts so bad that even using the scissors was a pain! T^T ah well. Lol. I hope I get to see it if you do! I imagine your work would come out much cuter!
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nikissu In reply to l1k3gh0sts [2013-11-19 22:46:10 +0000 UTC]
Oh man! I'm sorry to hear that!! D: It's must be hard when you're making art in peace, and all of a sudden something happens. As always, I hope you'll rest up and recover quickly!
haha you're too nice to me! My sewing skills isn't as clean cut as yours, but I definitely want to try out one of your tutorials! They're just so detailed and formatted in a way that makes me want to create something haha, and I don't usually follow tutorials! Cx
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l1k3gh0sts In reply to nikissu [2013-11-19 23:54:50 +0000 UTC]
Thank you my dear and I'm working on it. First four months of the meds are gunna be rough and I'm only about a month in now. I will be sure to rest a lot and try to eat well.
Aw thank you again! You are too sweet. I try to make these things as cut and dry as possible. It took me some time to get to the level I'm currently at and I'm still just learning. I'm hoping to get even better with the sewing thing. T^T You'll get better as long as you practice! I'm sure you will do fine though. You always do so well with things.
It helps to just take your time and get used to making your stitches even and clean. My first few pieces were disasters. I just took it nice and slow though. Eventually I started to do my own thing. You'll get their too!
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nikissu In reply to l1k3gh0sts [2013-11-20 04:42:38 +0000 UTC]
Wow! That's amazing. Yeah, to get to your level (if I ever can lol), I'd definitely have to start practicing right away! haha x) Thanks for the encouragement! When I'm more free and when I get the right materials, I'll try it out!
Keep up with the cool tutorials! I will keep an eye out for them. They opened up my crafty side lol C:
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l1k3gh0sts In reply to nikissu [2013-11-22 01:14:12 +0000 UTC]
I will do my best! I got your back my friend. Lol. I know you can do some pretty amazing things. Just takes a little time and faith in yourself.
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peanutc47 [2013-11-19 01:07:31 +0000 UTC]
SAVE!TO!PHONE!!!!!!!!!!β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦DONE!!!!!
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l1k3gh0sts In reply to peanutc47 [2013-11-19 14:09:57 +0000 UTC]
Lol. Glad you like it! I try my best.
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