tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45990600412897658892023-06-20T06:30:49.537-07:00I'M PERIWINKLELIGHTPeriwinklelighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00423199747161557784noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599060041289765889.post-20442138193134076222012-02-11T15:09:00.000-08:002012-02-11T15:09:50.704-08:00You guys don't even knowYou guys don't even know how POWERFUL the Slender Man is.<br />
Like: Picture one of those foam mattresses they put a wine glass on, then toss a bowling ball onto it. The wine glass doesn't fall over because the mattress is so comfy and soft.<br />
But if you threw the Slender Man onto the mattress, that wine glass would be <i>knocked the fuck over.</i><br />
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Or picture Schrodinger's Cat. You put a cat into a box with a deadly gas canister that has a 50/50 chance of releasing its gas and killing it. That means the cat is neither dead or alive until someone opens the box up. But if you opened up a box with the Slender Man in it, you'd have a 100% chance of <i>being dead</i>.<br />
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Or take that scenario where you have a chicken, some corn and a fox. You can only carry one across a river at a time, but if you can't leave the fox with the chicken or the chicken with the corn. But if you had the Slender Man instead of the chicken, <i>you'd best get the fuck out of there</i>.<br />
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Or if you have train A going at a speed of 200 miles per hour, 500 miles out of Memphis, and train B going at a speed of 150 miles per hour, 300 miles out of Memphis, <i>the Slender Man would already be in Memphis</i>.<br />
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And that's just the tip of the iceberg. That <i>sunk the Titanic</i>.Periwinklelighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00423199747161557784noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599060041289765889.post-49340572523751405392012-02-10T23:53:00.000-08:002012-02-10T23:53:26.508-08:00Never mind.I gotta tell people about my story. For no raisin.<br />
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I'm a proxy. OOOOOOoooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooOOOOOh!<br />
A scary one.<br />
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But I didn't always WANT to be a proxy. My girlfriend was in trouble. So was my brother. And my daughter. And the small child I adopted from Uruguay. Fucking everybody I knew was in some way threatened, directly or indirectly, by Slender Man.<br />
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BUT I'M STILL WORKING FOR HIM. For some raisin.<br />
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Oh well, survival, etc., lost dreams, moral ambiguity, so on so forth.<br />
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As for my powers. You don't want to know about my powers. Even I don't want to know about my powers. Doesn't matter, because I still do, but whatever. I'll probably just drop a shitload of hints here and there. That'll keep people interested.Periwinklelighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00423199747161557784noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599060041289765889.post-19972130734955674382012-02-10T23:44:00.001-08:002012-02-10T23:44:19.581-08:00You don't even want to fucking know what happened to me.Periwinklelighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00423199747161557784noreply@blogger.com1