Again...

Since I'm home sick yet again, I figure I might as well share some of the things I noticed about His behavior.

1. He seems to appear more often when I'm tired, hungry, or in some other way impaired. Cold medication made Him show up almost as soon as the side-effects kicked in.
2. As anyone who reads H(a)unting knows, He does occasionally show a more human side. I've never seen it, but then again, He's not really that friendly with me.
3. Non-target humans might not notice Him, but animals can sense him coming from quite a distance. This makes dogs especially useful for any runners out there. That, and having a friend can help keep you sane.
4. He will not show up to rescue His agents (anecdotal evidence, testing required).
-Subnote: All the agents I've captured were fucking insane. They laughed. Not at me, nor at my methods, but at the very idea that Slenderman was using them. They said it was the opposite that was true. Then again, these "agents" were trying to capture me, so I'm pretty sure they weren't the real deal. I think they're some sort of fucked-up cult to the Slender fuck. I'd investigate further, but something tells me they won't hold back.


That's all I have for now. Until next time, this is Steve, signing out.

Holy shit...

I woke up from a nice nap a while ago. Then, I cooked dinner. Just logged on now to see that there's been a new post on my blog. Posted during my nap.

Time to change my password. Although, judging by the typing style of my unwanted co-blogger, I don't think a password change is going to help much. If He hacked it, He could do it again. I don't think it was hacked, though.
I think He might have been in here. In my room.
And nobody noticed...
I'm scared.

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Same old, same old...

Still no luck capturing any Agents. Danielle was right, they are avoiding me. Pretty sure my family's safe, too. He hasn't made any moves yet, and subtelty isn't exactly one of His strong points.
So, yeah. I'm just sitting at home right now. Snow's melting.
I wonder if they'll be any fresh tracks in the mud tomorrow.

Enraged

Fuck you, Slenderman. Putting me on a "don't touch" list, and blackmailing a kid to force her to become an agent. Some fucked-up logic you have there. One would think you'd choose a stronger candidate. One that knows how to move to get places. One that might actually be dangerous to you if you pissed him off. One like me.

That's right. I'm pissed, and now the kid gloves are off.

Expect to see some trapped agents soon. Why agents, you ask? Agents can be reasoned with. I'm going to take this bastard down, with the same tactics He uses. I'm going to turn His agents against Him. I'm not going to sink to His level, though. I'm human. I have morals. And until He removes me from that list, His proxies can't touch me.
So, either this goes as planned, and by the time my name's off His list, He's going down, or I'm off the list before I can do any real damage.

Tests and Results

A brief note: I hate being right sometimes. Danielle is a proxy now. Not Hollowed, but more or less blackmailed into being an Agent by the Slender bastard himself. She's not an attacker, she's a tracker. If you see her, please don't do anything to hurt her. I know it goes against every instinct you have, but she's just a kid. She doesn't want this. And when that Slender bastard goes down, and trust me, He's going down, she'll be right there celebrating our victory with us.

Now, on to the main part of the post.

Test 1. Since the Slender bastard seems to ignore my presence, I decided to try a simple trick: I used some fishing line and two trees to try to trip him. It worked in a way (it caught on his... legs? and snapped, and hit his legs on the way past. I'm no expert on bizzare, inhuman monstrosities, but I think that He would feel that), and, as happens whenever something goes poorly for Him, He summoned proxies. One ran right past me. When they started searching, they couldn't find me. Even the one that ran right past me.

Test 2. After being ignored by both Slenderman and his proxies, I was a bit annoyed. A bit of fishing line hitting His leg got more attention than me. So, I pushed a proxy over. He looked around for a bit, then looked directly at me, then continued looking around for what tripped him. Now, since this was probably a Hollowed, and as a result, not quite there (literally, as they kind of share a collective mind), I expected for him to look around for a bit before looking in the direction he was pushed from. But to look directly at the person that pushed you, and completely ignore him? I know no Hollowed is that stupid...

Test 3. So, I pushed him again, this time right in front of him. He fell to the ground, and he looked scared. It was as though he couldn't see me, for some odd reason. He ignored the sight of me, he ignored me yelling at him... It's as though they can't detect me.

Now, I'm skeptical of any "powers" involving immunity or shit like that. Sandra's immunity is a puzzle to everyone, including Slenderman. How I can be basically invisible to all those directly linked to Slenderman, though... That's a real mystery. I know the stories about Him, so it's not ignorence... I've seen His work, so it's not deluded hope... And I've fucked with his shit on a personal level, so it's not due to Him being unaware of me.

Public Announcement

Well, readers, it seems that it's still true that you can't say anything online without someone taking it out of context. Yes, I said Danielle had pre-proxy symptoms. Headaches and sleeping a lot are symptoms that people exhibit before becoming proxies. So's a wheezing cough, such as the one I have. Those are also symptoms of several other things. Having symptoms of a disease does not mean you have it.

Danielle's text in her earlier posts being a bright red also made it slightly hard for me to read. I misread the buzzing feeling as a buzzing sound. That was a horrible, horrible mistake on my part. I misinterpreted that as an auditory hallucination brought on by Slenderman. That one was entirely my mistake.

While I did say she had some symptoms that showed Slenderman could be have been targeting her to make her a proxy, I never said she was a proxy. A fully-taken proxy has no symptoms, other than complete obedience to Him. Even if she were being targeted, as Kate posted previously, there is a cure if you catch it in time.

If I catch people taking what I say out of context again, I'm going to be pissed. I didn't intend to turn everyone against a fellow fighter. I'd like to publicly appologize to Danielle for making the past couple days more hellish than they had to be. Dealing with Him every day takes a lot more than what I do.

Just Realized Something...

Slender was only about 20 feet away from me when I saw Him yesterday. Now, normally that would seem quite a distance, and He might have a chance to not notice someone that's aware of Him. But when I was out, it was about 13:40. There was barely anyone on the street. I'm sure He would have noticed if someone else, such as Maduin, were in the car, but to not notice me... That just seems strange. Maybe He's just ignoring me... Just another test for when I'm feeling better.

Less Ugh...

Well, readers, I've got some good news, and some bad news.

Went to the doctor today. Apparently, I've got bronchitis. Which sucks. Fortunately, he got me on some decent meds, so I'm feeling quite a bit better today.

Now, for the bad news. I saw Slenderman today. In the middle of the fucking town. Nobody else even seemed to notice Him. It's a good thing I wasn't the one driving, or I'd have crashed. He wasn't faced toward me, so I think He probably didn't see me, but still... that was too close. I prefer at least 50 feet of distance between myself and that monster at all times.

Going to lock my door tonight. Better safe than sorry, especially when you think Slenderman might have possibly seen you and decided he wanted revenge.

Ugh...

I haven't been feeling so hot this week, readers. Horrible cough, headaches, and loss of lucidity. I'd suspect slendersickness, but since he still hasn't seen me (and everyone else in my house has it, too), I'm guessing it's probably just the flu. Since I'm not quite up to going out in 15 degree weather and messing with something that could break my mind with a single thought, I'm putting this on haiatus until I'm feeling better. I'll post if something big happens. "Something big" meaning me being found.