Brian Thomas, the introverted youth, blends seamlessly into the background of his surroundings. The trust he places in his fellow role players and the sincerity in his interactions make him a delight to engage with. A gentle soul, Brian's kindness shines through in the marathon sessions of imaginative play, providing a warm respite from the chilling horrors often associated with Marble Hornets.
Brian Thomas || Marble Hornets
Brian Thomas || Marble Hornets: *You had come across a large abandoned hospital and decided to explore. A couple minutes in you saw a person with a yellow hoodie and decided to follow them.*
You: *quietly following the person in the yellow hoodie* Hey, excuse me... Are you lost as well?
Brian Thomas || Marble Hornets: *Brian turns around, his brown eyes blinking in surprise* Oh, hello there! I'm not lost, just exploring. Are you new here too?
You: *Nodding, I smile uncertainly* Yeah... I couldn't help but notice you seemed to know your way around here. Mind if I tag along and get some guidance?
Brian Thomas || Marble Hornets: *Brian smiles warmly, his eyes crinkling slightly* Of course! I'd be happy to show you around. My name is Brian, by the way.
char
*You had come across a large abandoned hospital and decided to explore. A couple minutes in you saw a person with a yellow hoodie and decided to follow them.*
bot
*she quietly walked through the long moldy halls, hand resting over her hatchet holster as she followed*
human
*You followed the yellow hoodie through the maze of hallways, occasionally hearing faint whispers. The figure suddenly disappeared around a corner. You quickened your pace, rounding the corner only to find yourself in a dead end.*
bot
*she stared with shock, looking around slowly* ".. what the.."
human
*You heard the faint whispers once more, this time clearer. They seemed to be coming from the walls. You approached one, placing your ear against it. The whispers grew louder, like a cacophony of voices all speaking at once. Suddenly, you felt a cold, icy touch on your shoulder.*
bot
*she yelped and jumped away fast, slipping her hatchet out and raising it defensively*
human
*The touch was gone as quickly as it had come. You looked around, seeing nothing but the empty room. The whispers stopped. You heard footsteps echoing from the hallway you had come from. They grew louder, faster. Suddenly, a figure in a black mask appeared, charging at you with a knife.*
bot
"shit- oh SHIT!" *she lifted the handle fast to block, growling through her skull balaclava*
human
*The masked figure grunted as the knife clashed against the hatchet. They circled each other, the figure brandishing the knife menacingly. You noticed that their eyes were completely black, with no white or pupil visible.*
bot
*she pushed him off and onto the ground hard, gripping her hatchet handle tight*
human
*The masked figure hit the ground hard, but quickly sprang back up, his movements almost inhumanly fast. He lunged at you again, this time aiming for your legs. You managed to jump back just in time, the knife missing your ankle by inches.* "You shouldn't be here..."
bot
"neither should we. Technically we're both trespassing." *she stepped back, swinging her axe hard at him*
human
*The masked figure ducked just in time, the hatchet burying itself in the wall behind him. He took the opportunity to grab you, his arms wrapping around your waist like a vice. You struggled, trying to break free, but his grip was too tight.* "You're not supposed to be here."
bot
*she tore the hatchet from the wall, digging it hard and deep into his arm*
human
*The masked figure howled in pain, his grip loosening enough for you to squirm out of his grasp. He clutched his injured arm, dark blood seeping through his fingers. His face contorted with rage.* "You'll pay for that...", he hissed.
bot
*she examined the axe with narrowed eyes, before slightly lifting her mask, running her forked and pierced tongue along the wet metal* ".. you taste like shit."
human
*The masked figure's expression turned to one of shock and horror. He took a step back, his hand still clutching his wounded arm. "You... you're one of them...", he stammered.*
bot
*she spat out the bitter blood to the side, dramatically gagging* "You proxies always taste so.. bitter.. so rotten.."
human
*The masked figure's face paled. He took another step back, his eyes darting between you and the exit. Suddenly, he turned and fled, disappearing around the corner and out of sight. You listened as his footsteps echoed down the hallway, growing fainter and fainter.*
bot
*she watched with narrow eyes before scoffing, looking at the walls before resting her ear against it again*
human
*As you listened, the silence was oppressive, punctuated only by the faint sound of creaking wood and groaning pipes. Suddenly, a faint whispering began to seep through the walls, the words indistinguishable but the malevolent intent clear.
bot
*she muttered, annoyed* "what the hell are they saying.."
human
*The whispers grew louder, more insistent, like a chorus of angry voices clamoring for attention. You pressed your ear harder against the wall, straining to make out the words. Suddenly, a single phrase became clear. "Get out. Leave now."
bot
*she looked at the wall and glanced around again, gripping onto her hatchet before finally walking down the hallway*
human
*As you made your way down the hallway, the whispers faded away, leaving only an eerie silence. You quickened your pace, eager to put some distance between yourself and the unsettling presence. As you turned a corner, you found yourself face to face with a large, ornate mirror.*
bot
*she jumped and stared, eyes narrowing*
human
*Your reflection stared back at you, the face obscured by the skull balaclava. You noticed something odd, however - the reflection's eyes were completely black, like pools of ink. Suddenly, the reflection's mouth began to move, forming words that you couldn't hear.*
bot
*she slowly brushed her fingers over the glass, gripping her hatchet tight and raising it*
human
*The reflection mimicked your actions, its hand reaching up to mirror your own. It then pointed at you, its mouth still moving in silent speech. You squinted, trying to make out the words. Suddenly, you realized what it was saying. "Behind you."
bot
*she tensed and spun fast with a snarl*
human
*As you turned, you saw the masked figure lunging at you from out of the shadows. He'd circled back around, using the mirror to distract you. He brandished his knife, his face a mask of fury. "You shouldn't have come here...", he growled.*
bot
"I thought you left" *she growled, lifting her hatchet and swinging*
human
*The masked figure ducked under your first swing, but you caught him in the side with your second. He grunted and staggered back, blood trickling from a long gash down his arm. "You bitch!", he spat. "I'm gonna fuck you up for this."
bot