Proxy meet human.

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    No food. No home. No job. No money... Starving. And freezing. Her thin long sleeve did nothing to keep her warm. The snow kept building and she was a mile away from town. It hurt. Why did I ever leave?! She remembered. The abuse. The lack of attention. The rape. All of it fueled her to leave. To run away. She made it all the way to an abandoned shack. It had food, but she ran out 2 weeks ago. It hurt. She... hurts.


    sleepy lover boy

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    "God damnit." The brown haired female growled softly to herself. She had been sent to retrieve a new pasta, which was a rare thing to happen. She was a human, which was irritating. Most pastas were origonally human, but had turned into something else, but this girl was just a human. She herself was a human at one point, but slowly was re-formed into a demonic elf. She had been born with elven ears though - which got her many nicknames, but her work name was 'Terrifying Tilly' but she went by the nickname, 'TT', or 'Tilly'. She was currently flying silently through the forest, navigating her way to where the next pasta was to die - rather, be re-born.


    //SOrry for my muse, commercial break is almost over.

    Her stomach was alive. It ached and felt as if it was eating itself. Her legs shook like hell until she fell face first into the snow. She was about 3 yards away from the forest, and a few more hours away from town. She just... Lied there, waiting. Waiting for death's icy hands hold her close and drag her away to an eternal slumber... Slowly, her breathing went hates and her eyes fluttered.

    The small girl found her. A teenager, dying in the snow. "Finally." She breathed lazily and waiter. Normally, the person would die, then be re-born, then a proxy or slenderman would greet them into the dysfunctional family of pastas.

    She felt someone, or rather something near her. But whomever or whatever they or it was, it was too late. Her breathing stopped and her eyes froze halfway open...


    Then the next thing she knew, she was surrounded by light, and on the other side darkness. She curled into a ball and screamed. She was pissed. It's all his fault! IT'S ALL HIS FAULT! She kept screaming into the void until the darkness consumed her. She suddenly felt relaxed. She smiled as she was crying in agony. One day he will pay...

    The pasta sighed softly, watching the girl's dead body slowly, well, turn. She fluttered up and sat down on a treebranch in silence, watching her. Now, she would either go and murder her first victum, or come back to the manor. And honestly, TT was thinking she should come back to the manor first. She already felt a small hatred towards the human, but she would still be able to feel the affects of how hungry she is, and how tired she is. They had already prepared a room for her, the others were excited, especially Sally. But not Tilly.

    The first thing that changed was her skin. It turned an icy gray and her finger nails grew to sharpened black tipped points. Then without hesitation, the lifeless body jerked up and it seemed as if her stomach exploaded into a mess of blood and fangs.

    (Below only the stomach form, but the tounge more pointed and forked.)

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    The elven girl sighed, watching the transformation begin. That aughta hurt. She looked at her own pale hands calmly, bloodstained. Ah yes, she had been out on contract earlier that day and hadn't showered, but rather changed, as there was much to do for proxies. She looked at the human-thing in silence. Terrifying Tilly, that was her pasta name. Her true name was Ruby, but her last human name was TT#12, or rather, 'Terrifying.Tilly, Subject 12'. Subject twelve, little did those scientists know, would be the last subject they ever worked on. The girl sat there quietly, waiting. She had quite a bit of volume in her long hair, which was in big, puffy pigtails held together by a ponytail and two human skulls. She had brown beads around her neck, which held together black cloth with different woodland like patterns of blood and guts that went to her mid-thigh. Then she wore some adorable black boots and long socks that went to her thighs, so only a bit of her thigh skin showed.

    Her eyes shot open wide and she jerked upright into a sitting position. After three seconds she gasped for air. Her mascara had ran and made it look as though she will always be crying. Her stomach still hurt. Her eyes were lavender with steaks of red in them and the very edges of her eyes were a hallowed black. She turned to Tilly and a hunger grew. She screeched and seeing her hands out at the girl... Or woman. She had no clue and did not care. The ice had frozen her memories. All she could remember was pain and hunger.

    The female took a deep breath. "Finally" Her voice was sickeningly sweet and innocent, like that of a small childs. She flew over to the girl silently and grabbed her arms. "Don't. Move." She said, before shooting into the air and suddenly flying so fast, you could barely see. Then, she landed in the slender mansion, where everyone rushed over. "Back the hell up, shes hungry as hell and she might eat you." Tilly snapped, and all the pastas backed away. "Just.. Raid the kitchen." Tilly growled, pointing over to the large azz kitchen.

    The girl spazed about as if having a seizure during an earthquake before standing and looking at everyone. Her eyes were filled in pain and vengeance. When they pointed to the kitchen, she rushed off with a low rumble. With the tounge from her stomach, the fridge door was ripped off and she began to eat, using both mouths. She was crying all the same. It felt so good to eat and she didn't want to stop

    Tilly took a deep breath and looked at the other proxies as Toby walked over to Tilly and put her on his shoulders. "Shes su-urely not shy." Toby said calmly and Tilly sighed, nodding. "Yep." "Whats the newbies name?" Clockwork asked, walking in. CLockwork, Toby and Tilly looked like they should all be siblings, and they did seem close. "No clue." Tilly sighed, shrugging.

    Not even five minutes later, the fridge was cleaned out. She even ate the cartens and containers. Her stomach mouth closed and looked almost invisible except for a long jagged line all along her stomach. She say there on the ground starting at the inside of the empty fridge. "I don't remember my name."

    "MY WAFFL-LES!" Toby shreiked, running to the fridge and giving Tilly to Clockwork. He looked through it and fell on the ground. "NOOOOOO-OOOOo!!" He said as he seemed to cry. Tilly and Clockwork started laughing as Masky ran in. "MY CHEESECAKE!" He looked int he fridge and curled up next to Toby, crying. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Everyone burst out laughing and Jeff walked in, kicking both their heads. "Get over it ya babies!" XHe snickered. Tilly chuckled, rolling his almost white eyes and getting off Clockwork's shoulders, walking up to the newbie. She had to flutter up so they met eye level. "Hi." She said flatly. "I'm Tilly. You'll be rooming with me and I'll have to show you the ropes. Just don't be an idiot and I might not kill you." She muttered before flying to the living room and coming back ith a Teddy bear on one shoulder. It was fluffy and brown, but had stitches over it's lips. "This is Hank." She said as the bear's eyes glowed red and it waved. "Word of advice newbie, don't fuck with any of the proxies." Clockwork muttered as she walked by.

    Tilly looked at her and sighed. "This always happens." She flew over to her and picked her up by her ears, throwing her through the back sliding glass door, breaking it, and into the back garden. She flew out and sighed. "I dont like it anymore than you. Now, do you wanna go kill the people who did this to you, or do you want some goddamn sleep?" She snapped, her voice going from sickeningly sweet to demonic and terrifying.

    At the mention of killing, the red in her eyes took over and her stomach growled. But she did feel tired. For some reason the fact of her stomach being a moth and seeing monsters all around her didn't settle in yet. "I'll fucking sleep." She said as her new tounge began to lick her own boss off of her and the glass around her

    She growled and picked the female up, flying into the manor and to the third floor, into a room. One side was spotless, with a nice carpet, clean walls, and a nice, white blanket. The other side had a black blanket and woodland trinkets, and a photo of two men and Tilly inbetween them, holding Hank, giggling. Tilly dropped the newbie in her new bed before flying to her side of the room and sitting down, looking at Hank quietly. "Hank, wanna go downstairs?" The teddy shook his head. She sighed softly, "Wanna hand out with Cassidy and lily?" Suddenly, after Hank nodded, two more stuffed bears appeared, all had stitched mouths. One had a lily on her head and the other had a small bow on one of her ears. One with blue eyes, the other with green.