Grew up in New Orleans, probably up until I was 12 or so? We spoke English at home but we were also fluent in French. I know that had the early symptoms of psychosis before the move; paranoia, hearing things occasionally, and dissociation when it was really bad. But for the most part it manifested as really bad anxiety, so my parents had me on anti anxiety medication which worked enough. It didn’t get rid of the auditory hallucinations but I never thought to tell my parents about them because I thought it was normal for people to hear voices that weren’t there.

I also was terrified of dying, and my mind equated sleep with death, so I had extreme insomnia ever since I was a little kid. Anxiety medication helped with it a little bit, but I usually had to take melatonin. Either that or sleeping with my parents. Fun fact that never went away I slept with my eyes open! So I usually wore a face mask or else it made everyone around me mad.

I remember my last day of school back home really clearly because my second grade teacher held a going away party for me and everyone brought snacks and stuff. I had been really close to her my whole life, even far past second grade, because she had been the only teacher who was able to handle my like anger outbursts I’d get as a kid? It happened when I was older too but I’d get into really bad rages and just totally black out and hurt whoever was around me. But there was something about her voice and how gentle she was that she could talk me down from them, and she had been doing that for me my entire elementary school life up until I was moving away. And because of her it had gotten way better as I got older because I would use the coping mechanisms she taught me.

There was also a girl I grew up with named Louise and her voice had like. The same tone or something because she had the same calming effect that no one but her and my teacher could replicate. She’s important because she becomes part of my delusions later so let’s put a pin in that one. She was my childhood best friend and if I hadn’t moved we 100% would have gotten married as adults.

I don’t really remember where it was we moved to. I think it was somewhere in the South still, but it was out of Louisiana. I feel like it was Tennessee? But I don’t know. I do know the move was really hard for me because I had lost my two favourite people and my aggression was really bad at my new high school for awhile because I was so stressed out. Making friends wasn’t too hard and once I explained that I didn’t mean to be physically aggressive it wasn’t too bad, it was just harder to calm down when it happened because the people who would usually walk me through it weren’t there anymore. Aside from that though I was bullied relentlessly anyways lmaO. We love popular kid culture.

To be honest, I really don’t remember what fucking happened. I don’t really know if my lore follows the original one, or the flare gun remake, or something different all together. I just know fire was involved, not only because I remember it clearly but because my next memory is in a burn unit in the hospital having to get skin grafts. I also know I had frontal lobe trauma so that’s fun. But I had no memory of the incident and I never really did remember afterward either. I still can’t.

I was in and out of the hospital for a good year afterwards. And my mental health just TANKED. I didn’t take my anxiety meds to be fair but they weren’t helping anymore either. The auditory hallucinations were nearly constant and I’d get visual ones sometimes too. I was convinced our entire house was full of cameras and my insomnia was so bad that we had to get injectable sedatives prescribed because I wouldn’t sleep. And instead of just being faint whispers the voices were fully fledged and would give me the worst intrusive thoughts.

I think I only lasted maybe six months after being fully discharged before I couldn’t handle it anymore. Realistically like my eyes would have fallen fucking out if I didn't have eyelids. I think I was going to attempt Removal but I didn’t get that far. I definitely wanted them off so that I didn’t have to sleep anymore. I’m pretty sure the Joker Smile was just like, me trying to, in a state of psychosis, hide everything like it’s all fine my dudes look I’m smiling. I don’t know, the voices in my head were convinced it was a good idea.

My mother had found me defiling myself in the middle of the night, and the voices told me if I didn’t kill her, she would kill me. Then of course her screaming led to my father coming to see what happened, which meant I had to kill him too. My brother hadn’t woken up, but I was so paranoid that he would find out and kill me that I couldn’t leave a witness. After they were all dead, I put their bloody bodies back into their beds and had a shower to wash myself clean. After that, I got into the Classic Clothes and fled. A waking nightmare if I do say so myself.

I remember just running as far and fast as I could, and getting lost in a forest. Like hours of straight running because of the adrenaline and how scared I was. Then comes the best part, because I had finally started slowing down and I was hiding in this like, ditch, trying to catch my breath, when I start hearing Louise’s voice because I told you she’d be important later. And it was like a God send, because I was immediately washed in this wave of calm. At the time I didn’t notice that hey, she’s in New Orleans still my man, and you’re in buttfuck no where in the woods. And also her voice was two toned and mixed with something inhuman. But no it’s chill, because it’s her voice and it’s normalcy. And not only is it her voice but I literally see her approaching and offering her hand to help me out of the ditch with I took because I was a 15 year old moron who didn’t realize I’m literally being corralled by a demon.

I don’t really remember what it said, but I do know it was trying to get me to go with it. And because it was in the form of her, I was absolutely going to. And then all I remember is static, and nausea and everything going black. So yeah thank you Slender for saving this dumb ass from getting ate by a demon who was probably Zalgo when you look back on it. Thanks man. Thanks dad.

For the first few months of living with him at the mansion in his little Hell Dimension (because the slender forest was like, not in our dimension. It was somewhere else. And to get there, you would have to go through little portals hidden throughout forests on earth. Like you could just be walking and accidentally go through one and haha you’re in danger. But we used them to go in and out of places) I was sick off my God damn ass with slender sickness. Just this burn victim child puking on your carpet and out of his little rat bastard mind.

I guess that't the biggest part of my timeline was all the proxy stuff. It’s weirdly hard to explain, I just know that in my younger years I’d fuck around and just do my little serial killer dance because it was Fun and I didn’t have good meds yet and I was wacked out of my gourd until it was time to actually do War Shit because Korbyn's fuckin' awake now.

I remember I was the first tier ground/field agent, which meant I actually left the house and did stuff directly. I remember that at the time, the only other proxies were Masky and Hoodie. I was the first actual field agent because they did admin stuff. It grew of course, I think Jane was third or second recruited (my bad). My team was usually EJ (medic) and Jane, and if we needed a second medic it would be Pinkamena. If we needed another combat specialist we'd bring Mrs. P, and usually my group wasn't bigger than that. But for smaller things we'd either be in twos (me n' EJ) or threes (me EJ and Jane).

We had these little emblems of slendermans symbol that we wore (I knew mine was a ring, Ben had a pin on his hat, and Jane had some necklace. Don’t remember anyone else’s.) that could do some illusion magic shit. When we wore them, we appeared normal to regular people. So we could do missions in public and shit. It’s stuff that’s in that old comic with Korbyn in it. The Seer I think is what it was called. That thing! We also had to rig one onto my car because YA BITCH STOLE A CAR! AND IT’S MINE NOW BUT I DO CRIMES IN IT SO WE HAVE TO CONSTANTLY CHANGE THE LICENCE PLATE!

Smile Dog ended up as my puppy. Found him in the forest one day and oh my god he has so much love in his little body to share. He’s my best boy. Does he look terrifying? No he’s a good boy. He doesn’t talk he’s a normal dog he just looks funky like me.

Eyeless Jack was my best friend, hands down. We’re blood brothers at this point. Jane ended up being a great friend too, after we got over our hatred. Now we can be friend flavoured rivals. Once I like, calmed the fuck down and got on some good meds, we jived really well. He was usually the medic that went with us, so it was usually me, him, and Jane for every mission. Ultimate dream team. As adults, EJ and I rented an apartment together.

I do feel bad for my friends at the mansion, because when I blacked out in anger I’d hurt them and Jane I am sorry for once stabbing your hand against a wall and leaving the knife in there so you couldn’t move I am Sorry I was not in control of my own body.

Also EJ I’m sorry for once breaking your nose :( thank you for being so cool about it I felt so bad once the anger faded.

Uhh yeah I guess that’s it I have more but it’s specific so y’know. Anyways I love my malewife Ben Drowned and that’s it.

TW - SELF HARM MENT

I’ll put this at the bottom so it can be ignored because trigger warning I self harmed a lot. Not like, because I was upset, it was more a boredom thing? I didn’t feel negatively towards it, I just had a fascination with bleeding and I ended up getting in trouble at the house for doing it lmao.