Name: Allan Maverick
Age: 26
Looks: He is muscular with fair skin. His hair is dark brown and his eyes are hazel.
Tribe: Brawn
Occupation: He is an athlete, mostly track but he does some swimming.
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on June 16, 2014
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on June 16, 2014
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I see that your into creepypasta who is your favorite
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TossedWhisper4
Cool, they do win in the contest for most adorable! :3
on June 02, 2014
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masky and hoody
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TossedWhisper4
It's Slender :D Who's yours?
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hey
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cool
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TossedWhisper4
hmm....I might look into it :p
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I have a creeppasta rp page
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TossedWhisper4
...it kinda depends, what kind of rp?
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do you like to rp
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I am currently taking requests to write stories. School is almost out and I'm going to need something to do over the summer. I enjoy writing about creepypasta the most but I suppose anything will do. Anywho, so please, if there is something you want to see me write feel free to reply to this or message me. I'm taking requests because right now I sorta have writers block on my other stories...:">
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on May 14, 2014
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Your end due to Slenderman
Your end due to Slenderman
Behind you a twig snaps,
The trees stand around you tall,
You hear the thunder clap,
You run hoping that you won’t fall,

The forest went on forever,
You glided through without fail,
Your body he was trying to sever,
You knew he was hot on your trail,

Into view came your house,
You could still hear the static,
Quick as a mouse,
You hid in the attic,

You looked for a hiding spot,
You jumped into an old chest,
You wrapped your hands into a knot,
Your heart thumped against your breast,

You fe...
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on May 12, 2014
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To any of the people who read my story;
I'm sorry I haven't posted a new chapter in a while. It's just that school and everything is a bit overwhelming right now...
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A Savior Appears
A Savior Appears
School was a blur like usual. It wasn't that you couldn't understand the material, or that it was hard, it was that everything the teachers would talk about you already knew. All you could think about was getting back into the forest where you felt safe. Tony was in the grade above you, and other than him you really didn't have any friends. You always worked alone even if the class was doing group work. The whole day was one big daydream. You just twirled your hair and stared out the window. ...
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When Trouble Calls
When Trouble Calls
This was your third time visiting Slender. Right now you were laying on a tree branch waiting for him while reading your book. After you had accepted the apple last visit, he took you on a walk down to the lake. Then, you both just talked until the sun went down and he insisted that you go home. That was the first night in two weeks that your sleep was peaceful.
You set your book on your chest and smiled up at the clouds. You tried to figure out what each cloud looked like to pass the time. "...
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It had been two weeks since your meeting with Slender. You hated how you couldn't stop thinking about him. How every time you were drawing, you found yourself flipping the pages back to his note. It was all just so puzzling. Why did he spare you?
Once you had got home the night you had grabbed your laptop and read everything you could find on him. It said that typically anyone who even caught a glimpse of him turned up dead. Much less, you had even talked to him! For the past couple weeks ...
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