You Think That You Know Us

Slender

I do not understand why you would want to be with me. I do not have a mansion, nor do I love anything remotely human.

I use proxies as food or puppets for my messages to spread, and then dispose of them once they are of no use to me.

I pick who goes and dies, the ones who whine and complain are just a game to me.

You haven't earned the right to call yourself a proxie, and most likely never will.

Your arrogance, your selfishness, pessimistic behavior is why I hate and DESPISE you rats.

Nothing brings me too you, no sacrifices no spells, I decide when I appear, and who I take.

None of you preteens are worth my effort and time, you'll quit the minute it gets a little too hard.