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Ticci Toby pulling pranks on the Proxies || Head Cannons and Scenarios! || MY AU

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MASKY

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Masky hates pranks with a passion, especially when they’re on him.

He’ll lose his mind if someone pranks him, and he’ll swear to the gods that he’ll punch their lights out and maybe snap their neck, nothing harmless. Just a payback.

He’ll track down the prankster and storm into their room to start a rumble. Poor man.

He’s usually pretty smart though, since a lot of pastas, and sometimes even PROXIES- try to prank him (despite them being scared of him), but they usually flop. HEHEHHAHAHAHAAA.

Masky, hidden behind his white mask, let out a yawn that could wake the dead. He was so beat because of the mission; he could’ve snoozed standing up. He ambled into the Mansion, barely noticing anyone else, and made a beeline for his room.

Something was nagging at him… Did he forget something? Eh, it could wait.

Another yawn escaped him as he nudged the door open and stepped inside. But then, he froze. There was someone in his room, holding something light-grey…

Hold up, was that Toby?

And was that a bucke-

SPLASHHHHH!!!

Laughter filled the room.

Masky just stood there, wide awake now and fuming.

Toby had just given him an impromptu shower with a bucket.

Nice one, dude.

Masky looked down at his drenched clothes, then back up at Toby.

“YOU!! YOU PATHETIC /PROXY/!” Masky roared, lunging at Toby.

Well… Toby let out a scream that could shatter glass and Masky gave him a thrashing he wouldn’t forget anytime soon… maybe even broke a bone or two…

Jack was not amused.

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HOODY

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Not too bothered, as long as it doesn't mess with his goals.

He finds them entertaining and all, but not into pranks that cause actual harm. That's just not his style.

He might pull some pranks on them, BUT! They'd be more… you know, sly and maybe a little mind-bending? *evil laugh*

Yeah, he's cool with pranks, and truth be told, he's never been pranked himself, what with his sharp eye for details and all.

Hoody and Masky were out for a night walk in the woods.

It was pretty chill, to be honest. A break from the madness of the mansion, soaking in the sights… snapping a few pics here and there… It felt good, made him feel more alive.

And the best part? SUPER SILENT NATURE WALK!! YEAH!!

As he strolled alongside Masky, he felt something heavy in his pocket. Again. But he brushed it off, it had been like that for HOURS…? He was pretty sure he’d put something in there, but he couldn’t remember… too lazy to check anyway.

Hoody scanned the surroundings, Masky just picking up rocks and tossing them around…

One page missing.

Hoody nudged Masky, pointing at a tree with a missing page.

Masky squinted at where Hoody was pointing, then his mouth formed an ‘O’ behind his mask. He grumbled, dropped a rock from his hand and nodded.

Time to deal with the culprits… What a way to ruin a walk.

But before Masky could even split up-

“HEY LOSERS!!! Hehe.” A high-pitched voice echoed inside Hoody, startling both him and Masky.

Masky shot Hoody a look that screamed ‘What the heck, Hoody!?’

Hoody shrugged innocently at Masky. It wasn’t him!

Masky rolled his eyes. Weird… Hoody doesn’t sound like that, but whatever.

“What are you guys up to? Where are youuu.” The high-pitched voice came again and Masky shot Hoody another look.

Hoody just stared back.

…

Speaking of that random voice, it sounded like it came from his pocket-

Hoody reached into his pocket and pulled out an object.

Oh, a walkie-talkie.

Both Masky and Hoody stared at it.

“Oh, that was rogers…” Masky muttered. Before Hoody could even respond, Masky snatched it from his hand, threw it on the ground and started stomping on it.

The high-pitched voice distorted and glitched out.

Hoody just watched.

Masky grumbled. “Stupid thing.” He said, earning an amused snort from Hoody.

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KATE THE CHASER

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Absolutely loathes them!

Thinks they're just downright wicked, like, who's got the time to make someone cry for laughs?

Kate's the ultimate prank-avoider. If they ever came her way, she'd be devastated, like, what did she do to deserve this cosmic joke?

She won't go all superhero on the prankster, just... let it slide and sob dramatically in her room.

(Geez, poor Kate needs a hug and a comedy show ASAP!)

Toby was grinning like a Cheshire cat as he swapped pens with Kate… without her knowing, of course… She was out of the room, so it was the perfect opportunity.

He switched the pens, both looking identical. He pocketed the original one and sneaked out of her room.

FAST FORWARD TO KATE ENTERING HER ROOM, GRABBING HER PEN AND PAPER AND STUFFING THEM INTO HER POCKET!! AND THEN WALKING DOWN THE HALL

Kate was strolling down the hallway, watching Jeff yell at Ben about ‘cheating’ or something, when she suddenly yelped.

She heard a familiar male grunt…

She stumbled backwards, landing on her butt. She looked up to see who she’d bumped into.

Hoody.

Hoody was bent over a bit, like he’d been taken by surprise and was trying to balance himself.

Kate nervously pushed herself up with her arms, then a hand reached out- Hoody’s hand.

She looked at him, then at his hand. She placed her gloved hand in his, and he helped her up.

That was … odd. Hoody usually never bumps into things?

‘Maybe Hoody’s just having one of those days.’ She looked up at his masked face, all she could see were sad eyes on a ski mask staring back at her.

Suddenly, it hit her. Oh no! She needed to apologize for bumping into him!

She pulled out her paper and pen, quickly scribbling something… except… her pen wasn’t writing?

Hoody tilted his head, wondering why she’d stopped writing?

Kate grumbled, maybe she wasn’t pressing hard enough. She tried again, but still, it didn’t write.

What the heck?

Again and again, the pen WASN’T writing. She looked at Hoody, did she really have to speak? Oh man, how else was she going to apologize?

THUD, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAA

Kate quickly turned around at the sound of a thud… Oh, it was Toby on the floor, laughing his head off.

What’s so funn-

Then it dawned on her… oh…invisible ink...

She looked at her pen, and Hoody let out an amused little chuckle. He patted her on the head before leaving her with a hysterical Toby.

Kate took a deep breath. She’d been pranked… And to make matters worse! She hadn’t even apologized to Hoody! ...

Was Hoody in on this too?

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Hahaha, oopsie! Sorry for disappearing for, like, ages! I was totally blanking on what to share, you know? But then, while scrolling through my old stuff, I realized Toby's always been quite the little troublemaker! So, yeah, that happened!

#masky #creepypasta #headcannons #kate the chaser #hoody #proxies #proxy #toby erin rogers #tobias erin rogers #tim masky #hoodie #masky and hoody #scenario #headcannon #pranks #prank #ticci toby

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Masky with a Hello Kitty enthusiast reader || Head Cannons and Scenario! || My AU.

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MASKY

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Hate, hate, hate!

This guy can't stand Hello Kitty; anything cute just isn't his cup of tea.

He winces at the overwhelming pinkness of Hello Kitty. Seriously, couldn't they add some calmer shades that don't feel like a punch to his eyeballs? Doubt it.

If your space is Hello Kitty heaven, he'll do his best to steer clear of it.

He's not shy about telling you to get that plush out of his sight.

Seriously, you, a murderer, head over heels for this... thing. What's its name again? Hello Kitty?

You frowned as Masky kept rejecting your pleas to let your Hello Kitty plushie touch his masked face.

“Come on, Masky… just this once? Can’t you just- give it a hug?! Please?!” You pleaded, clutching your plushie close to your chest.

Your arms crossed over each other, cradling your Hello Kitty in the middle. A pout formed on your lips.

Masky’s eyes squinted behind his black eye sockets, his dark brown eyes drilling into yours.

He let out a sigh, giving a slight nod which made you light up instantly. Your face lit up at his approval, but he cringed at your overjoyed reaction, you quickly presented your Hello Kitty.

He looked at the toy’s not-so-appealing face, rolling his eyes before grabbing it from your excited hands.

He held it, studying it closely.

“…” the Hello Kitty stared back.

You cocked your head, trying to guess what he was thinking. Maybe he was secretly hit by a wave of rainbow emotions…

Rippppppp

…

Your face morphed into a look of absolute rage.

Did Masky just tear- your plushie- right in front of you?

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!” You yelled, snatching the torn Hello Kitty back into your hands, away from Masky’s.

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#masky x reader #masky #reader #you #reader insert #hello kitty #scenario #head cannnon #masky x you #creepypasta

[elvriuh]

Lil head cannons about my proxies! || Head Cannons || My AU.

Alright, before we dive in, just so you know, in my alternate universe, Kate is kind of like a proxy! I figured it fits since she's one of the OGs who got looked after by The Operator.

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Proxies headcannons.

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Kate the Chaser is the OG proxy, I mean, she's the very first proxy in the gang.

Masky, he's the top dog proxy, and Hoody, well, he's like the second-in-command proxy. As for Kate and Toby, they're both part of the proxy crew too.

When it comes to Toby, let's just say the other proxies aren't big fans, especially Kate, who's kind of on the fence about him. Why, you ask? Well, Toby's a real wild one, and he's about as approachable as a cactus. He can be all smiles one moment, but if you give him any lip, he might just chuck a hatchet at your noggin.

Now, Kate is definitely the sweetest and most easygoing of the bunch.

Toby, on the other hand, isn't exactly winning any “Employee of the Month” awards. The others often scratch their heads, wondering why he's even a proxy. I can totally picture them shrugging when someone asks about it.

Masky is the strict enforcer around here, with Hoody following his lead.

And speaking of Masky, he's the one you don't want to mess with. Seriously, he can land one punch, and you might end up meeting your maker. The guy's built like a tank!

Hoody, on the other hand, is the brainiac of the group, no doubt about it.

Now, Kate, she's more of a “Please don’t fight or… I’ll… I’ll have to give you detention!” type of gal, and she says it all sweet and hushed. She's a real sweetheart, for sure.

When it comes to their feelings about The Operator, everyone but Toby despises the guy. They're all stuck in this situation against their will, and you can see the other proxies cringing at Toby, wondering how he can stand the guy. They're practically facepalming over it.

Oh, and Kate always has to drop “Masky" or “Hoody” in her writings because people tend to dismiss her as too soft-spoken.

In the end, Kate's the peacemaker. If you don't listen to her, she's got a secret weapon: “Masky…?” And you better believe that Masky will show up and make sure you start behaving, his own, uh, brutal way. Hoody's hardly ever seen in Jack's infirmary, probably because he's always on the lookout and careful. Toby, on the other hand, practically lives there. Masky doesn't show up much either. Kate's usually trailing behind Toby; she tends to get roughed up quite a bit on missions. Poor Kate, honestly.

When all four of them are out on a mission, they work together like a well-oiled machine. They're seriously impressive! But once the mission's done, it's like a middle-finger throwing contest between them.

Even though Toby is all in for The Operator, The Operator totally plays favorites with Masky and Hoody.

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#Kate the Chaser #Proxies #Proxy #Headcannons #Masky #Hoody #or #Hoodie #creepypasta #creepypastas #my au #what more to add? #uh? #toby #Ticci Toby #Toby Erin Rogers #?? #WHAT MORE??

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In Eyeless Jack's infirmary || Head Cannons and Scenario! || MY AU.

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EYELESS JACK

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As soon as you stepped into his room- infirmary, there's Jack, arms crossed like a bouncer. Seems like he caught wind of the ruckus downstairs from his infirmary.

It's your first time in his domain, so Jack's cutting you some slack. But trust me, he's not thrilled about it. Cut the guy some slack, you know?

If you're in his good books, he'll treat you well, but if you've rubbed him the wrong way, get ready for some extra tender care on those wounds, if you catch my drift.

Hey, at least you're not pulling a Jeff, showing up at the infirmary every single day.

You shot him a goofy grin as he pointed towards a bed, hinting for you to park your butt on it. You did as told, no questions asked.

Your face was throbbing, and well, your whole body felt like it had been through a wrestling match with a gorilla. Your legs were the worst off.

Toby’s hatchet had grazed your legs, and honestly, if Masky hadn’t come to your rescue, shouting something about “YOU SHITTY ROGERS! YOU’VE GONE TOO FAR THIS TIME!”, you’d be toast.

Speaking of Masky, he was soaking wet. Did Toby douse him with water or something?

You let out a groan, collapsing onto the bed. It was surprisingly soft.

His ‘eyes’ were tracking your every move.

“What happened?” He asked, coming closer.

You glanced at him.

“Well, I ticked off Toby, he tried to off me with his hatchet, then a soaked Masky swooped in and saved my sorry ass.” You filled him in.

You winced in pain. Jack quickly checked out your injuries, taking note of the severity of the cuts and bruises. Then he went to fetch the necessary supplies, your gaze following him.

He pulled out a well-stocked medical kit from the cabinet.

Jack started by grabbing a bottle of sterile saline solution, using it to clean the wounds, carefully removing any dirt or debris that might have gotten into the cuts. He then applied an antiseptic solution to make sure the wounds were properly disinfected.

Your face twisted in pain, but you tried to keep a poker face. You let out a sigh.

As he got ready to treat the deeper cuts, he picked out the right tools from the surgical kit, including sterile forceps and scissors. He stitched up the gashes with precision to help them heal properly. After applying some antibiotic ointment, he made sure the wounds were well-protected against possible infections.

Worried about your comfort, Jack offered you a mild painkiller. “This should help with the pain. Holler if you need something stronger, okay?”

You nodded and took it from him.

“Thanks!” You said with a smile.

Jack shook his head. “Just… try not to get hurt again, okay? I hate having to tend to you guys all the damn time now.”

You grinned as he continued. “Take it easy for now. I’ll try to get Masky to lay off on sending you on missions but… if he still does, at least know I tried.”

Then the door swung open and both you and Jack turned to look. Toby… Oh boy, he looked roughed up. You heard Jack let out a frustrated groan.

“Again, Toby!?” Jack chided. Toby just scoffed in response. You got up from the bed, thanked Jack and left the infirmary.

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#infirmary #eyeless jack #EJ #eyeless jack x reader #reader #you #Ticci Toby #Masky

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Sleeping with Masky || Head Cannons and scenario! || My AU.

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MASKY

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Masky’s got a hard rule - no bed-sharing.

It’s like he’s got an invisible shield around him when he’s trying to sleep, and you’re not allowed to cross it.

The mere thought of you being in his space grates on his nerves.

It’s like you’re a ticking time bomb, ready to explode and disrupt his peace at any moment.

He imagines you waking up, rummaging through his meticulously organized paperwork, scattering it into chaos and turn his world upside down. Yeah, it's a nightmare scenario for him.

So, how does he handle this snooze-dilemma?

… Oh boy.

You can’t help but let out a grunt as Masky binds your wrists with an almost brutal force. You squint at him, your face contorted in pain.

“Really, Masky?! Is this your idea of a welcome party?!” You yell, your voice echoing in the room.

Masky responds with nothing more than a grunt and a rough shove. Your head collides with the cold, hard floor and a cry escapes your lips as the room spins around you for a moment.

As the spinning subsides, you close your eyes, trying to numb the throbbing pain in your wrists. Then you hear the ominous sound of footsteps approaching.

You lift your head, only to be met with the sight of a black blindfold descending over your eyes.

“Masky?! What on earth…?!” Your protest is cut short as darkness engulfs you.

And then, as if things couldn’t get any worse; to add insult to injury, he tapes your mouth shut. You thrash against your restraints and let out muffled sounds of protest. The bed creaks under Masky’s weight as he climbs onto it and something plastic lands with a thud on a drawer nearby.

‘Did he just take off his mask?’ you wonder.

You continue to struggle against your restraints, making muffled noises that echo in the silent room. But it’s no use - you’re blindfolded and helpless.

‘Why did I get stuck with this jerk?’ you thought bitterly.

And there you are - sprawled on the cold floor next to the bed while Masky gets to enjoy the comfort of the bed all by himself! Talk about getting the short end of the stick!

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#masky x reader #creepypasta #proxy #reader #you #masky x you #masky x y/n #masky #tim masky #headcannons #hcs #scenario

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Proxies Overview.

Alright, before we dive in, you know those Marble Hornets babies, Masky and Hoody, and even that guy Toby who ditched the Creepypasta gang? Well, in my world, they're all part of the crew.

Oh, and a quick reminder! This is my own little alternate universe, so basically, I call the shots here. So, let's get this show on the road! And heads-up, this might turn into a bit of a saga, but hey, no harm in a good story, right?

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Proxies

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MASKY

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꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Name: Masky.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Alias: The Masked Man, "Tim" (Will explain this in HCs).

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Age: 31 years old.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Gender: Male.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Rank: Lead Proxy.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Voice: Calm, and slightly raspy. He also has a southern accent.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Theme Song: Duality - Set it off and Demons - Imagine Dragons

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Personality: Masky is known for his assertive, territorial, and mostly silent demeanor. He communicates more through his actions and expressions than words, keeping his true thoughts and intentions hidden.  He is not one to engage in idle chatter.

Despite his reserved nature, Masky is extremely determined and tenacious. He doesn’t give up easily when he sets his sights on something. His determination drives him forward, and he sees things through to the end, even if it puts him in danger.

He is fiercely loyal and holds a deep sense of commitment towards those he trusts. Betrayal is not in his nature unless there’s an extremely compelling reason. If he finds someone trustworthy and gets to know them well, he sticks with them like glue, standing by their side through thick and thin. He goes to great lengths to ensure their safety and well-being, often putting their needs before his own.

His loyalty makes him a reliable and steadfast presence in the lives of those who have earned his trust. Those who are fortunate enough to benefit from his loyalty can depend on him in times of crisis. He can be trusted to carry out tasks diligently and provide unwavering support without a moment’s hesitation. However, this doesn’t mean he becomes any less stern; he might just be slightly less so, but you’d have to pay very close attention to notice this subtle change.

Masky demonstrates a high level of resourcefulness when faced with the horrors he encounters. He has a knack for thinking on his feet and adapting quickly to new challenges. Although his companion Hoody might be more skilled in this regard.

Masky also possesses a sharp wit and can often be sarcastic. However, he usually prefers being straightforward and speaks only when necessary. His words carry weight because he chooses them carefully and speaks only when he feels the need to. Missions are when he becomes most vocal, but even then, he maintains his quiet demeanor.

Apologizing doesn’t come easily to Masky; it’s just not in his nature. He believes actions speak louder than words, so he lets his fists do the talking for him… but that’s not his fault, right? After all, everyone has their own unique way of expressing themselves....Oh yeah, he's also very empathetic, and very, very, VIOLENT.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Likes: Fighting, darkness, privacy, photography, confusing people, hoodies, abandoned buildings, cryptography, smoking, teas, coffees, actings, arts, late night walks, puzzles, journaling, natures, running, hiking, stargazing, scaring, silence, documentaries, writing, cooking, reading, night, wildlife, submission (from others), cats, dogs, wolves, and more,

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Dislikes: The Operator, being exposed, loss of control, Alex, betrayal, disruption, being filmed, daytime, bright lights, lies, invasion of privacy, conformity, predictability, being followed, killing (he really doesn't like it), manipulated by The Operator, sweets, overcooked food, hot weather, crowded places, loud music, being the center of attention (depends, if he's in missions, then he likes it, but if it's so random, then no)", being underestimated, and more

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ HCs:

Masky absolutely despises being called "Tim." I mean, he's not Tim, for crying out loud. Sure, they share the same body, but it's not him. It's like he's a whole different person! When someone mistakenly calls him Tim, he goes all Hulk-mode, ready to set the record straight, maybe even utter a few words or something. Due to the distinction between his own identity and that of Tim's, despite sharing the same body.

Masky's empathy is often channeled into protecting those he cares about! NO ONE ELSE!!!!!!!

Now, don't get it twisted, Masky's got this mad respect for Hoody, much more than he cares about turning you into a jigsaw puzzle.

When it comes to stalking someone, Masky's got skills for days. The guy can tiptoe like a ninja through a library. But, Hoody's the real ninja here.

Oh, and fire? Yeah, that's a big no-no for him. Tim's old crib went up in flames, and Masky was all sentimental about it. Anything to do with fire really kills his vibe. But if it's necessary, he'll grit his teeth and deal with it, even if he loses his cool later.

He's a night owl thanks to his insomnia, so he's most alive when the rest of the world's snoozing.

Masky is an insomniac and tends to wander aimlessly. Most of the time, he goes on a little patrol in the forest, and Hoody often joins him since they both love nature.

He's an introvert and needs plenty of time to recharge; socializing isn't really his thing. But there's an exception - Hoody. Masky never seems to get tired of him, perhaps some loyalty issues there.

He's quite organized and keeps his room tidy and neat!

When it comes to kids, Masky's got a soft spot. He'd rather end them quickly and painlessly. He's got principles, in his own twisted way.

Rain's a bit of a love-hate thing for him. Reminds him of blood, but the sound's kinda soothing.

He's got a knack for directions and hardly ever gets lost. But, yep, you guessed it, Hoody's got him beat. That guy never get lost, period.

Tim and Masky? Oh, they're not sending each other Christmas cards, that's for sure. It's a simple "I hate you" relationship.

Believe it or not, Masky is a fantastic cook, one of the best in the mansion. However, he secretly regrets cooking because a lot of the creepypastas keep asking him to do it.

Masky's like the bull charging through the china shop. He's all about brute force; I mean, the guy's got muscles to flex!

He might not be all muscle and abs, but he's got a handsome look, not too buff, not too weak – okay, fine, he's a bit on the chubby side. But don't let his appearance fool you; he's stronger than he looks.

He's got a fear of spiders, can handle any dangerous situation, but bring a spider close, and he's out of there.

Masky's got a soft spot for animals, especially beige-ish colored cats. They seem to be drawn to him, even though he's a notorious murderer. He prefers cats to dogs, maybe because they're quieter and stealthier. But if it's a black German Shepherd or a Doberman, well, dogs might get a higher rank. Sorry, kitties!

He's an expert at picking locks, a skill he developed in his early proxies days.

Masky's got quite a rough time with those recurring and pretty wild nightmares - a little bonus from his tough past. Catching a peaceful night's sleep is like finding a unicorn for him, and that's why he's often a creature of the night.

Now, here's something you might not expect about Masky – he's got some pretty handy knowledge when it comes to first aid and basic medical stuff. He learned it out of pure necessity in his line of work. But let's be real, Eyeless Jack can outdo him in that department any day of the week.

By the way, here's a juicy secret - Masky's got a thing for pain.

Now, when it comes to getting all fired up, Masky can be a real handful. He can flip from zero to psycho in the blink of an eye. He's got this reckless, impulsive side that takes things to a whole new level.

While his loyalty to Hoody is widely acknowledged, Masky also feels a deep sense of devotion to some of the proxies/pastas (ahem, Eyeless Jack, Kate the Chaser, Sally, etc) Despite his ominous reputation, he'd go to great lengths to safeguard his "friends".

This dude, he's all about throwing punches. You get him mad, and his fists are already chatting away. It's like they're the ones with the negotiation skills! Yup, his go-to problem-solvers? Those fists of fury!

Masky's all about showing respect to proxies or pastas who are pushed into doing The Operator's bidding. You can bet he'll be a tad bit kinder, not like super warm, but definitely kinder. It really grinds his gears when someone willingly signs up to work for that...dude. Hoody's on the same page.

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꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Name: Hoody.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Alias: The Hooded Figure, "Brian" (Will explain this in HCs).

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Age: 30 years old.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Gender: Male.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Rank: Second-in-Command Proxy.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Voice: Hoody's voice, as modified by the voice changer, could be perceived as a steady, uniform, and artificial tone. It lacks the usual fluctuations and natural intonations present in human speech, resulting in a somewhat mechanical quality. The pitch is kept at a consistent level, without any notable variations.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Theme Song: Outrunning Karma - Alec Benjamin and Another Way Out - HollyWood Undead

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Personality: Hoody is a bit of an enigma, always shrouded in mystery, and it's not easy to predict what's going on in his mind. He's got this rock-solid determination, willing to take risks and face challenges head-on. He's not one to back down without a fight, that's for sure.

But what sets him apart is his sharp intellect. He's a quick thinker, adapting to changing situations like a pro. Hoody is a master at outsmarting others, using his wits to gain an advantage. His ability to stay one step ahead in the game is impressive.

Now, he's not all sunshine and rainbows. There are moments when he seems to find a strange satisfaction in the distress of others. It's a little dark, but we all have our quirks, right?

Emotionally, Hoody is more on the logical side. He's not one to wear his heart on his sleeve, making decisions based on what makes sense rather than how he feels. He's got this ice-cold, calculated demeanor, showing little empathy for others.

Sometimes, his determination takes a ruthless turn. He's willing to go to great lengths to reach his goals, even if it means causing harm along the way. That's the shadowy side of his personality, showing how far he's willing to go.

He's also quite the manipulator. Hoody can spot people's weaknesses and use them to his advantage. He's not afraid to play the puppet master to make things go his way, even if it means others get caught in the crossfire.

But here's the interesting part - Hoody's loyalty is rock-solid. When he's committed to something, there's no shaking him. It's not just about people; it's about the bigger cause he believes in. He's ready to make sacrifices and take risks for what he holds dear.

However, his loyalty sometimes dances on the edge of morality. He's willing to bend the rules in the name of his allegiance, which raises some ethical questions. It's a complex mix of dedication and compromise.

In many ways, that loyalty is his driving force. It keeps him going, even in the toughest of times. He might have his rough edges, but you've got to respect his unwavering commitment.

He's got some complex relationships, but when it comes down to it, Hoody stands by his crew, come what may. There have been moments of doubt, but he's always there when it counts.

But here's the kicker - that loyalty isn't always ironclad. There have been instances where he's let down the very people he promised to stand by. It's like a double-edged sword; it can be his greatest strength, but it can also lead him down some tricky paths. Sometimes, that unyielding commitment can blind him to the flaws of those he cares about, and that's where things get dicey.

When it comes to Hoody, silence is his language of choice. He's not one to chat your ear off, but his body language speaks volumes. If you're a stranger to him, beware - he can be ice-cold, harsh, and downright ruthless. But get into his inner circle, especially like Masky (They both are very close), and you'll see a different side. He's more of a sweetheart then, trying to understand where you're coming from. However, don't be fooled; if the situation demands it, he won't hesitate to exploit your weak spots.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Likes: Mystery, filmmaking, coding, hacking, exploration, photography, nighttime, daytime, plush toys, nature, puzzles, gaslighting, manipulation, psychological, night sky observations, cryptography, cooking, gardening (only because of Brian), mind games, confusing people, bird watching, calligraphy, writing, observing, staring, hiking, painting, running, rock climbing, parkour, climbing, guns, swimming, knitting, baking, flower collecting, coffee, and more

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Dislikes: Dangers to friends, loss in control, being exposed, disloyal, traitors, Alex, The Operator, lies, outsmarted, littering, pretentiousness, impatience, disorder, wastefulness, laziness, narrow-minded, nose pollution, cliques, smoking, spoilers, and more,

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Hoody can't stand it when people call him Brian, because that guy is long gone, buried in the darkest abyss. If someone slips up and calls him Brian, well, let's just say he won't be too pleased. He might not go full-on psycho like Masky, but it won't be pretty. Do not associate the name with a past self he wishes to disassociate from.

Oh, and Hoody's a die-hard coffee lover. Try prying that cup of Joe from his grip, and he won't think twice about going all trigger-happy on you. Even The Operator isn't safe from his caffeine-induced fury (Although Masky might be quicker to pull the trigger in that case).

But here's the fun part - Hoody has a sweet tooth, and he's got a secret stash of chocolate chip cookies. Only his closest pals know that handing him a batch of those bad boys can melt away even his toughest exterior.

When he's not busy dodging bullets or savoring cookies, Hoody's got a real passion for photography. He's got an eye for detail that'll make your jaw drop, and he keeps a secret album filled with those stunning snaps. Only Masky's got clearance, though.

In his quieter moments, Hoody turns to poetry as his escape. He's got a hidden talent for it, and those verses give you a glimpse of the sensitive soul behind the mask.

But don't be fooled by the calm exterior; Hoody's got a knack for pulling strings in the background. He's a master at planting seeds of doubt, pushing events his way, all while acting like an innocent angel.

He's not afraid to dance with deception either, holding back info, serving up half-truths, and crafting convincing tales to bend things his way. He's like a puppet master, without anyone realizing the strings are in his hands.

One of Hoody's quirks is that he's a people-watcher. Even if Masky's throwing a tantrum like a bull in a china shop, Hoody's just there, observing.

Oh, and Hoody really can't stand Tim. He blames him for turning Brian's friend into a bloodsucking zombie. If Tim takes control of Masky, Hoody won't hesitate to give him a serious beatdown, even if it leaves Masky hurting real bad.

Beneath the calm exterior, Hoody's always scheming. Every move he makes is carefully calculated, with all possible outcomes considered.

Tech-savvy Hoody loves tinkering with gadgets, though Ben might have the edge. He's the go-to guy (if you hate Ben) for tech advice and troubleshooting.

Bandaging wounds is a skill Hoody's got down pat. He's not too bad at playing doctor, though Eyeless Jack might have the upper hand.

Hoody surprisingly finds joy in gardening, tending to a collection of succulents and exotic plants, a passion inherited from his past self, Brian.

However, there's one thing Hoody can't stand, and that's Tim. His resentment towards Tim stems from the transformation of Brian's friend into bloodthirsty zombies. If Tim were to control Masky, Hoody wouldn't hesitate to take matters into his own hands, even if it meant inflicting physical harm, though the aftermath might leave Masky physically wounded.

Hoody is a bit of a neat freak, always making sure his room is spotless, not a speck of dust in sight.

He's the brains, while Masky is the brawn. Just picture Hoody sitting back while Masky tackles the grime.

Hoody's got this real Southern twang just like Masky, but he's always trying to keep it under wraps whenever he opens his mouth.

Hoody's got this voice modulator thingy that makes him sound kinda robotic, you know, like he's reading off a script or something.

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KATE THE CHASER

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꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Name: Kate Milens

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Alias: Kate the Chaser, The Chaser

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Age: 25 years old.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Gender: Female.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Rank: Proxy.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Voice: Her voice can be imagined as almost non-existent, or if perceptible, it could be incredibly soft and nearly inaudible.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Theme Song: Ghost - Japan and Lily - Alan Walker

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Personality: Kate, the Chaser, is notorious for her merciless hunting skills, but beneath that tough exterior, there's a surprisingly tender heart. She may not be the best at socializing, but when she puts pen to paper, her thoughts come through with touching clarity, revealing a nurturing side that fiercely protects the vulnerable. She's always ready to go the extra mile to shield others from the brutality of her fellow proxies and pastas, fighting for the underdogs with unwavering dedication, all because of a deep-rooted sense of compassion.

In the mansion, Kate plays the role of a caring guardian, offering comfort and support to those who need it. She communicates more through subtle actions than words, showing that actions truly speak louder. However, missions disturb her deeply, as taking lives and witnessing bloodshed serves as a chilling reminder of someone lost to the depths of her fragmented memory, a victim of her mysterious employer's manipulations.

In moments of emotional turmoil, Kate's serene facade shatters, giving way to uncontrollable bursts of primal rage. This fierce side of her is a stark contrast to her role as a peacemaker, highlighting the complexity of her existence. Although her status as a Proxy gives her a commanding presence, she remains cautious, often startled by the unknown, yet determined to hide her vulnerabilities from prying eyes (stares at Hoody and Masky...).

Kate prefers solitude over socializing, immersing herself in her own world where the scars of her past and the demands of her present entwine in a delicate dance of inner turmoil and unspoken resilience.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Likes: Cozy blankets, kind people, full moon, soft candlelight, wolf's howl, solitary bonfire, waterfall, owls' hoots, Lavander scent-soup, dolls, plush toys, rains, withered rose, and more

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Dislikes: Mean people, The Operator, aggressive confrontations, overly spicy foods, disregarded, disrespect, loud areas, excessive display of wealth, and more

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Kate, also known as the Chaser, shares a solid bond with Hoody and Masky, but when it comes to Toby, she's not exactly on board. Toby, well, he's a bit too unpredictable for her taste.

In her writings, Kate throws around ❝Hoody❞ and ❝Masky❞ as warning signs, like, ❝Cut it out now or I'll bring Masky into this.❞ Yeah, they're definitely the ones you don't want to mess with; they've got a real tough reputation!

There are times when Kate gets a little jittery around them, but they treat her pretty well, in their own silent way. She's not entirely sure about Masky, who tends to be more aggressive, whereas Hoody's more laid back. Yeah, she's not sure if they're fond of her, but she's definitely a fan of them!

Kate's a total romantic. She loves reading love stories and sometimes writes her own, though she keeps them hidden away.

Aside from writing, Kate dabbles in poetry. She's got a bunch of heartfelt poems she's cooked up over the years, inspired by her own life experiences and emotions.

She's a great listener, always catching the subtle hints in conversations and offering thoughtful insights.

Kate's got a talent for crafting heartwarming short stories, often sparked by the people and experiences in her life.

She's a pro at making intricate origami designs, which she often gifts to her close pals.

She's got this secret stash of handmade friendship bracelets that she's put together over the years.

Kate's laughter is contagious, lifting the spirits of everyone around her (well, most folks anyway).

Despite her kindness, Kate grapples with trust issues, finding it hard to fully open up to others.

She can get overly protective of her loved ones, sometimes smothering them unintentionally with her worries.

Saying no isn't her strong suit; she often takes on more than she can handle, leading to moments of both emotional and physical exhaustion.

Kate can be stubborn as a mule, finding it tough to accept help or advice, even when she really needs it.

Her fear of confrontations sometimes leads her to dodge tough talks, leaving underlying problems hanging.

She tends to prioritize others' needs over her own, sometimes neglecting her own well-being in the process.

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TOBY

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꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Name: Toby Erin Rogers

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Alias: Ticci Toby, Rogers.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Age: 19 years old.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Gender: Male.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Rank: Proxy.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Voice: His voice contain a blend of excitement, menace, and a touch of insanity.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Theme Song: MAD HATTER - Melanie Martinez and Crazy Train - Ozzy Osbourne

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Personality: Toby's all over the place, you never know what he's gonna do next. He gets a kick out of pushing people's buttons just to see them squirm.

He's also a total chatterbox and jumps to conclusions faster than lightning.

His mind is like a rollercoaster, all twisted and jumbled up, leading him to do some pretty crazy stuff. Sometimes it feels like he's just not playing with a full deck.

When it comes to loyalty, Toby's not the most reliable guy. He'll turn on you in a heartbeat if it serves his own purposes, or if he's just feeling a bit mischievous.

He's not one for rainbows and sunshine either. Causing chaos and watching the world burn seems to be his idea of a good time, and he doesn't lose sleep over the havoc he wreaks.

But here's the kicker, he's got mood swings like nobody's business. One minute he's grinning from ear to ear, the next he's aiming one of his hatchets at your head.

He's not exactly a hugger either, unless you're one of the lucky few who've managed to crack his shell. Getting his loyalty is like pulling teeth, especially since he's always got that betrayal card up his sleeve. Just ask Masky and Hoody, they know the drill.

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Likes: Fire, killing, torturing, sharpening hatchets, Lyra, The Operator, pranking, teasing, annoying, sassy, music, horror, video games, hunting, waffles, and more

꒰₊˚Ꮺ・─ Dislikes: HIS FATHER.

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Toby absolutely loathes it when Masky calls him Rogers; it hits a nerve, reminding him of his father, and he can't stand it.

Interestingly, Toby is the only one among the proxies who willingly serves The Operator. He's one of the rare few who genuinely likes him, making him one of the most loyal creepypastas in the circle.

Believe it or not, he's the kind of guy who'd trade a thousand lives for a single waffle. Yep, not even kidding.

Many of the other creepypastas despise him because of his unpredictable nature and his infamous mood swings. They just can't handle his erratic behavior.

To be honest, he's not all that scary, unlike Masky and Hoody who are on a whole other level of terrifying. Maybe they're even crazier than him. But who knows, maybe you'll find out more about that in the future!

On the bright side, he's pretty easy to say 'no' to, even when he's in the midst of one of his temper tantrums. When he's angry, he's like a bull in a china shop; he loses his focus and tends to throw things randomly, often missing his mark by a long shot.

Among his collection of weapons and masks, Toby keeps a small box of sentimental items from his past. These include a worn-out teddy bear from his childhood and a faded photograph of a happier time, serving as a poignant reminder of the innocence he lost.

Toby loves pulling off mischievous tricks, especially when he's teasing Masky and Hoody.

But if he catches someone being mistreated, it brings back some memories, and you better believe he's gonna take down the abuser, whether it's in front of everyone or not.

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THAT'S A WRAP FOR THEIR OVERVIEW! Had a blast putting this together, haha! Oh, by the way, sorry if Kate and Toby got a shorter one, not my top favorites, you know? Toby, in particular, not my cup of tea, even if he has a gentle demeanor. No real reason, just not feeling it, LOL.

Just a heads-up, these are mere snapshots! They're way more intricate, but delving into every little detail would be a mammoth task! This is just their typical vibe, though, so naturally, there might be instances where they throw a curveball!!

THIS IS MY FIRST POST, SO PLEASE TELL ME IF SOMETHING DOESN'T MAKE SENSE, I'LL TRY TO MAKE IT CLEAR!!!

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