Origin of Eyeless JackMore Like This
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Jack continued pressing the button on the remote, idly watching the different channels pop up before changing again. Nothing really came on during the weekends, surprisingly. Nothing but 'Paid Programing' and other TV shows he didn't enjoy. Sighing, the college student rose up from his sofa, making his way to the desk resting against the wall next to his bed. He was already done with homework, finishing most of it in class that day. Unlike his roommate, Jack could get his shit done fast enough to have the rest of the day to himself to do whatever.
He wasn't feeling to play any video games. Didn't really want to drive out anywhere. Swiping his black hoody off his chair, Jack slipped it on and grabbed his dorm keys shoving them in his pocket after closing the door behind him. A nice walk around the campus should do the trick. Fresh air usually calmed him, if not helped him think. Lately he'd been feeling… different. He knew it wasn't his b
THE SLENDER...BOY? 5Masky frowned as Mrs. Blue began taking roll call. Where where was the Operator? Where was Splendor, for that matter?More Like This
Oh no! What if something terrible had happened? What what if a giant shark had eaten them? WHAT IF SANTA CLAUSE HAD KIDNAPPED THEM? WHAT IF
Jay was staring curiously over at the new masked boy. Who was he? His mask looked kinda scary
--PIKACHU HAD COME AND THUNDERBOLTED THEM TO DEATH? WHAT IF
Masky blinked, breaking out of his trance and turning toward the boy with the green hat. He looked a little familiar, but Masky couldn't remember. It gave him a headache.
The masked boy tilted his head in confusion as a little slip of paper was put onto his desk.
He opened it up, curious now. In a messy scrawl, the note read: Who er u?
Masky giggled a little at the boy's spelling, and wrote back in a