Something in the Water

I love that song.

Slendy appears to have found the restaurant we work at because he's chilling outside the gardening centre next door. Buying some roses for your garden, Slendy? I swear, next thing I know he'll be walking in and ordering the mushroom risotto.

Leah and Max have become Sickeningly Sweethearts in our absence. It makes my head hurt just LOOKING at them.

I'm about to have my lunch break, which I will use to duck down to the supermarket down the road and get some ingredients for dinner since the cupboards are looking rather sparse and we're feeding Jeff and Cheska as well as ourselves tonight.

--Vivi

Girls are weird.

Vieve's bag is half again the size of mine, probably because she packed a lot more clothing than me and because she has packed shampoo and shower gel and thing that she says I don't need to know about because they are feminine mysteries. n_n But seriously we have access to a washing machine and clothesline amirite? We don't need to bring that much clothing...

(Layering, Chester. I layer my clothes because it gets boring wearing a t-shirt or tanktop and shorts all summer.)

Slendy showed up earlier today. Both of us shat bricks. He's just left. He didn't do much. He was on our side on the road facing #27 for a while then outside #27 looking up at us. If you looked at him directly he'd do this weird headtilt thing but otherwise, just there. Weird.

Oh well. Matarangi tomorrow. 4 hours in a car, two of which I will be driving (I got my full license yesterday! :D) then 10 days of hanging out with Vieve and her family at the beach. It's like a 10-day-long Beach Episode! Yay!

--Chester

...Hah hah. We won't have internet down in Matarangi so if you want to know what we're doing, check our twitter Chestevieve , since you can update twitter from your mobile as long as you have signal. We're adding the widget to our profile as soon as I can figure out how, because Chester tried and he crashed Internet Explorer. I have no idea why he was using IE anyway, that thing is slow as hell.

Anyway! I've got to go make dinner (Macaroni and Cheese) and then I've got to take Cassy down to Alice in 5C, who will be looking after her while we are gone. I've left Cassy in Alice's company before. I got some pretty funny looks last time I went away because  was standing in the elevator with a half-grown cat perched on my shoulder. Cassy's small for a cat so I can walk around with her on my shoulder and she's mellow enough that I can actually go in the elevator, walk through the lobby and check my mailbox and she will just sit there. It's awesome.

--Vivi

Remedy

for my own recklessness.

Vieve here.

I'M OKAY. Ish. In retrospect, what I did was extremely stupid so I am now beating myself up over it. Otherwise, I'm a little shaken and very tired and that's the only damage.

Okay, so this morning I went and did some grocery shopping, took it back to my flat, and then went for a walk. A rather long walk. I ended up in the domain, which is a half-an-hour journey by car, and then got the extremely bright idea of calling back the proxy that called me a week or so ago. Vivi fail.

I dialed the number and waited. Someone answered the phone.

G: Hello?

???:  Please wait while we put you through to an Operator.

*slightly staticy silence for a couple of seconds*

???: *Unintelligible through distortion*

*burst of static, person hangs up*

(You can see where this is going, can't you?)

It was at about this time  that I realised this was an intensely stupid idea. I stuck my phone back in my bag, got struck with a wave of nausea, looked around and lo and behold guess who was standing about three metres away in the trees?

I hefted my cricket bat, backed away slowly. I was pretty sure that if he tried something I could land a hit on him, but I wasn't sure just how effective it would be. He just stood there, his head slightly tilted, doing nothing.

After about three minutes of this something in me snapped and I yelled "Haven't you done enough, you creep?" and then ran. I know there wasn't any point running, he can follow people, he can slenderwalk, but it was better than standing there watching that blank face and those open arms.

I normally like hugs, but not from Eldritch Abominations. Especially not ones that try and off my friends.

Basically I freaked out, turned my phone off, and spent the entire day running around Auckland trying to throw it off. I didn't see it again, so I deemed it safe to go home.

I'd run, but there's little point. There's three days until the Solstice. I can last that long.

(feels like she's Tempting Fate)

By the way, Chester, I'm not mad at you for blogjacking. This is easier when there are others to talk to.

And now for something completely different

Today was meant to be my day off, but Mariko has conscripted me to help her show her relatives around because I know a miniscule amount of Japanese picked up from reading my best friend's japanese textbooks and one year taking the subject at school. My grammar's pretty awful and I don't remember most of what I learnt but it's better than nothing.

Solstice is coming up. I plan to take my mind off my possible impending doom this weekend with liberal application of the most recent season of Doctor Who. And when i run out of Doctor Who, musicals. When I run out of musicals...

[DATA EXPUNGED].

With a squeaky mallet.

Okay, okay, enough shout-outs and other silly business. No sign of Slendy since I last mentioned him showing up. No proxies since the chick in the drama mask. I still have the number of the phone that called me last weekish, which I THINK was some proxy trying to fuck with my brain. I may try calling it back at some point, although that's possibly not such a good idea.

I've finished all my christmas shopping now. I've stuck all the stuff to my family under the communal tree at my Mum's place and I'll be giving my co-workers their presents next week. Before the Solstice, in case something happens to me.

That's not a very cheerful thought to end an entry on. Oh dear.

Lamp Santa!

Fixed.

--Vivi

I took a Mental Health Day yesterday. I've been feeling rather tired, lately, and I've been having dizzy spells so I made an appointment with my doctor yesterday morning and she told me that I'm overworking myself and to take it easy for a while. So I put my Ipod on shuffle and spent the rest of the day reading.

...

Hey Slendy. I'm not going to say you're not getting to me, standing outside with the traffic whizzing past you in my darkest moments, staring up at me. But I know I'm not alone in this. I'd be a lot more afraid of you if there weren't others fighting you. The greatest trials become easier when there is someone else to lean on.

Breather Episode.

As mentioned last post, there are now fairy lights all over my flat. My living room is quite small so I don't have room for a tree, so I compensate with fairy lights and a christmas star on my coffee table. My family are atheists but we've always been big into christmas. Every year we'd get a freaking massive tree and cover it with decorations, and we'd put fairy lights on the outside of the house and tinsel on the letterbox and my little sister would spend the week leading up to christmas permanently wearing a reindeer headband. I have fond memories of Christmas.

I don't know why I'm in such good spirits, what with Slendy and his band of merry mooks cavorting around spreading blood and crazy this Christmas season. I guess it's helping me cope, in my own way. The world is not crumbling around me. I'm just another little light in a sea of them, and most of them will never be affected by Slendy. Slendy can go on infecting people, but someday, even if all of us currently blogging (except, of course, for Zeke Strahm) are all dead or crazy by then. It's quite a comforting thought. Even if we fail, we'll be another step on the ladder to success.

Also, this could easily be renamed "The Yandere Song". For those of you who don;t want to listen to the full song (don't like it, etc) the final part of lyrics is as follows:

"Star so light and star so bright
First star I see tonight
Star so light and star so bright
Keep him by my side

I want to settle down
I want to settle down
Baby there's no need to run
I'll love you well, oh
I want to settle down
It's time to bring you down
On just one knee for now
Let's make our vows.."

Also, it's a handy excuse to plug another New Zealand musician.

Not sure if this is a good thing or not...

Started thinking about Christmas shopping today. Not sure what to get my brother, I've got him a Huffer T-shirt every year for the past 5 years and it'd be nice to get him something different.

It's a pity the 7th Harry Potter movie won't be out on DVD by then because my sister loves Harry Potter. She's obsessed. Her 18th was Harry Potter themed for gods sake. Some girls make their boyfriends read Twilight, Elaine made hers read Harry Potter. And watch all the movies. They went to the midnight screening and everything.

Also, Chess saw him again. We'd got out a movie (Boy, director Taka Waititi. Worth watching) since neither of us have work Thursday night, and while I was taking it out of the DVD player Chess went and looked out the window and swore.

I went to look and I couldn't see anything. Literally, I have 20/20 vision and the pavement was empty. It wasn't there. Meanwhile Chester was staring fixedly at one spot across the road. Our conversation went as follows.

C: (angry) What's that piece of shit doing here?

G: He's here?

C: Yeah. Across the road, number 27. Next to the recycling bin.

G: (short pause) Chess, I can't see him.

C: (impatient) Motherfucker's right there. He's there. He's just standing there with his arms open, Vieve.

G: Don't take that tone with me, Chester. I didn't say he wasn't there. I just can't see him.

C: What? Your vision is better than mine though. I'm not wearing my glasses and I can see him.

G: It might not be a matter of eyesight.

C: So he's not after you?

G: I'm not that optimistic. If not now, someday.

C: Fuck.

(Chester gives Slendy the finger and shuts the curtains.)

I can't see him. I know about him, I'm better informed than Chester at any rate. But I can't see him. Either that or Chester has been compromised, somehow. This might have been going on longer than I think. Either way, this probably isn't good.

I've told him to get out of here, get running. He's renting out his house (which he actually owns, lucky bugger, it was his grandfather's and got left to him when he died) and I think he's deliberating whether to start running now or after something more definite than Slendy hanging around outside some dustbins across the road.

In my last entry I mentioned a folder of my drawings from when I was 12 or 13 that my dad kept for sentimental reasons. I was never very good at drawing faces, so I used to leave them blank.

I haven't shown them to Chester, he'd just freak out. He's not in a good way, so I'll wait for him to calm down a bit.

I'll keep you posted if anything happens.

--Genevieve

Bleh.

Finally managed to fix the settings on this thing so it shows the correct date and time. For me, at least. The previous setting was Pacific time which got rather confusing, so I mucked around in the settings until I found how to change the displayed time. It's pretty annoying when a post you made one afternoon shows up as being at some ungodly time the day before. Timezones fry my brain.

Survived my night out with the colleagues. Spent the last couple of hours disinfecting the car. Not only is Leah a lightweight, but she has a sensitive stomach. Next time I go out with my workmates, either we aren't taking Leah or no alcohol is going to be involved. Either that, or someone else takes her home. Max has a car. He can do it next time.

I'm really tired. This Slenderman business is not helping my sleeping patterns. I haven't found any way of keeping track of Slendersightings, either. Much thanks, though, to the three people who clarified all the "wifin in the club" and "slenderman wants your $20" business. That was profoundly weird. I guess people have a sense of humour about this stuff. There's a blog somewhere supposedly by Slendy telling you to give your $20 to Haiti.

There are more Slenderblogs than I thought. I've been reading as many as I can (currently, Seeking Truth), and I just finished watching Marble Hornets. Seems like Dreams in Darkness was a fake run by a crazy guy, or if it isn't, Damien's in trouble. Alot of these blogs are ending badly. People missing, large body counts, who's going to be next?

I just wonder what's happened to A Lack of a Lexicon. Lexi said he was moving and then promptly vanished off the face of the earth, as did A. The only thing I've seen from either of them is a gibberish twitterpost 10 days back. The Tutorial seems to have gone dead too. Funny thing is this all happened around September.

This is painting a picture and it ain't a pretty one.