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Walter tilted his head down towards the fire, giving his face a menacing appearance in the process. He paused. "I'm talking about... Slenderman." "Slenderman?" Duke peeped. "Slenderman?" Frederik asked. "Sounds like a superhero." "Oh no, son," Walter replied grimly. "Slenderman is no hero..." He coughed, then continued speaking. "The legend goes that over five hundred years ago, back on Earth, a tall skinny figure started to appear in photos of children at play in parks in the ancient nations of Canada and the United States of America. He's said to be ten feet tall, with no face and tentacles stickin' out from his back!" Duke's eyes widened, and a frown grew on his face. Frederik appeared unfazed. "Things only got stranger from there..." Walter paused once again, looking around at the trees. "In the woods at night, much like this forest we're in, pages started to appear on random trees. Each one had words or pictures drawn in a panic. They would have 'no no no' written down, or show a tall creature in a suit without a face. If you tried to leave the forest, you'd get lost. The only way out was to grab all eight of the pages tacked up on trees." "Grab pages to leave? Booooring!" Frederik blurted out. "But when you grabbed one of the pages, you would start seeing Slenderman... and he would appear in random locations throughout the forest," he coughed, then continued. "You would see him sticking out from behind a tree, or by a river. You can never hear him move... he just appears out of thin air where you're never looking. You could look at a tree one second, turn around, and when you look at the same tree you were looking at before, he's there!" Walter said with a sudden jerk of his arms. Duke yelped. Frederik's eyes widened. "But you must never stare at him! If you do, he strikes... and you're never heard from again!" The two kids were gripped by terror. "If you can grab all eight pages, you are free to go from Slenderman's forest. But, the more pages you grab, the more often he appears!" He hesitated, and blinked a couple times. "No one ever made it out alive..." He waited again, then leaned back into his chair. "Oooor so the legend goes. No one ever knew what exactly started the legend..." Walter got up, and stretched. "Well, I'm off to water a tree and then head off to bed." He wandered behind a few trees, beyond the reaches of the fire's glow. "Wait, what's that?" He waited. "IT'S HIM!" He let out a bloodcurdling scream, then fell to the ground. The two kids shrieked, and fumbled into the tent. Walter laughed heartily as he returned to the camp. He unzipped the door to the tent, then crawled in. "You should've heard your screams!" He chuckled. A yell in the distance echoed through the evergreens. Walter stopped laughing instantly. "What was that?! Slenderman?!" Frederik asked. Walter put a finger up against his lips. Gunfire erupted. "Worse."

Upgrading to Windows 7 64-bit is a good way to go. Windows 8 sounds like a beautiful OS for a tablet, and I have no idea about 8.1. I've tried 8; it's nothing spectacular. It's a bunch of vibrant squares geared towards social networking, while Windows 7 still feels like an actual computer.

I get a creepypasta vibe from this sort of thing. "I picked up a beat-up copy of Halo 3 one day and ghosts of dead players haunted me while I was forging alone! Then when I died in the game, I died for real!" The end. Like Harbinger, I have yet to experience anything of the sort myself. It could be a cruel joke courtesy of Bungie, some leftover coding that is triggered by some unknown variable, or these videos are bogus and are made using mods.

So you just want to change your username? There's an app for that. Go to the settings menu, click "Display Name", and then you can change it to what you want up to three times per 30 day period. No loss of data, no extra profiles, just you and a new name.

Make your wish NOW! It expires in two hours!!

Sheesh, you've only been here two months and already you're a MoM?! What... are you? Way to go, Bnus! You've earned it! I'd make some sort of remark about being credit to team, but I think I've overused that joke. o.o

... ...BeckoningZebra...

... ...Brony...

Two hours had passed. A large stack of firewood rested against the truck, and a moderately sized fire burned inside a circle of stones. The moon hung above the three guys high in the sky. They sat around the fire, basking in its glow and warmth. "Hmm..." Walter scratched his chin. "How 'bout a creepy campfire story?" "Ha! Nothing can creep me out!" Duke proclaimed. Frederik tapped Duke's other shoulder, the one farthest away from him. He yelped and twitched. "Is that so?" Walter pulled out a cigarette from his shirt pocket, and proceeded to light it. He took a drag, then exhaled. "Back on Earth, long long ago, there were legends about forests... about forests just like this one..." he coughed. Duke gazed at the trees behind Walter. "People have been camping in the woods for thousands of years. First out of necessity, then because they wanted to. But throughout that time, they were rarely unarmed... we're no different." The three looked at the gun case in the back of the truck. "We don't know what's out there. Moa, Gúta, Squidfaces... there could be anything. Most of the time nothing will happen, but we never think that way..." he looked at the fire. "Even he might be out there waiting for us." "Who?" Frederik asked.

...not quite... ...UNSC Spartan-II...

... ...UNSC Victim Spartan-II

Grand Theft Auto. If you want to discuss this face-to-face, meet me in the woods tonight.

I try to make aesthetics serve more of a purpose as well, instead of just being map decor. If I add any scenery, it's in the hopes that someone will use it as cover.

nope.avi Church

Upgrade to Windows 7.

They would drastically unbalance the already balanced gameplay of Halo 3. As optimistic as I am towards 343's next endeavour with Halo 5, they don't quite have the hang of things yet.

I don't like cacti, even if they are tall and slender like myself.

But thou must!

OOC: ... "Today's the day," Walter said to Frederik and Duke as the last of their hunting equipment was hefted onto the back of the truck. "Let's go get us some Moa." "Woo-hoo!" Frederik yelled. "Quiet," his father told him. "The sun hasn't even risen yet. Your sister's still asleep." The three piled into the truck, and drove off. After a long day of driving out to the woods, the end of the dirt road was in sight. The sun was setting, and light was fading fast. "We'll set up camp here, and make our way out into the forest tomorrow." He lit up a cigarette, and proceeded to pitch a large tent. "Boys, go gather some firewood. Take the flashlight with you." He grabbed the light and tossed it towards Frederik, who failed to catch it and got hit in the stomach. Duke and Walter laughed, while Frederik held his stomach.