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[Zeb, Mike, and Axl are slumped wearily on the sofa. Zeb is half-heartedly screwing up paper balls to add to a small pile in front of himself and Mike. Axl is slouched with his sword in his lap. It's Zeb who spots Slenderman, standing directly behind where Axl's sprawled. His only immediate action is to sigh and draw back an arm to take unenthusiastic (but carefully judged) aim with his paper ball. Mike grabs some paper himself, but not before rolling his eyes with a heavy, put upon sigh.]

It's right behind you again, Axl.

[Axl swings his sword and Zeb throws his paper, but it's Mike who hits it with a wad of paper carelessly thrown a good foot to its left. Suddenly Slenderman is no longer where he was previously and is right in Mike's firing line. Zeb looks utterly offended. His throw should have hit Slenderman perfectly.]

That is so unfair. There's no way that should count.

I'm not the one who came up with the contest, Zeb.

[This time he throws a paper ball at Zeb... only for Slenderman to appear directly in front of him and take the hit. Zeb is disgusted, though he probaby shouldn't be surprised by now.]

You weren't even aiming for him that time. Axl. Tell him that doesn't count.

[ooc: Zeb is orange, Mike is green, Axl is a lazy butt who doesn't say anything.]

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Why are we even trying to hit him again? It's not like he's doing anything.

I don't know why you are. I'm still trying to beat Mike.

You won't. Why are you even trying?

Even gods have weaknesses. Out there, somewhere, is a game I can beat him at. I intend to find out what that game is.

Zeb. What part of "god" is difficult for you to grasp?

None of it. I just refuse to accept there isn't something I won't eventually beat you at.

If it helps, you're currently winning at losing.

Just make sure he doesn't leave you broke and dying of liver disease in the mean time.

Stick around to heal me with your god shit and I'll be fine.

[Broke, maybe, but that's not exactly unusual anyway.]

We don't even know if that was me, bro.

Of course it was you. My face was almost completely healed in less than 24 hours. And I could see again. There's no way that's normal.

It could have been like, super good medicine or something.

Edited 2012-11-23 19:50 (UTC)

Except it wasn't. If we'd carried on letting them treat me I'd have a face like Darth Vader and no eyes.

That doesn't mean he won't do something.

Not that tossing paper at him will help. I just want him to stop staring.

He doesn't have any eyes, though. So it's not really staring, yeah?

It still counts, it still...feels like staring.

I could try stabbing him again!

I dunno. Maybe we're just aggravating him...

Do you think it's gonna, like, lose it's shit or something?

It might. It's definitely going out of its way to be as creepy as possible.

Yeah, but like, maybe it's nice and just looks creepy?

Could be. [Mike is made of shrugs. He just wanted to have a couple beers and watch tv and now there's this weird guy. Staring. With no eyes.]

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