Unfortunately, after that visit, everyone I saw – every single person – was missing their eyes! Human Before she could lift up again, they were on her, kicking and stomping. We would turn into plastic and melt away, like our parents. It burned inside her and part of me wanted to be close to that heat. Brian Thomas was a character in the ARG Marble Hornets and appears to have been a good friend of Tim's. Status I came to a sign that read: Loch Raven. Some are men, some are women. Creepypasta Files Wikia is a FANDOM Lifestyle Community. I’m told every adult disappeared from the planet in less than an hour. When she turned fourteen her father was worried about her distant attitude and her cold nature. I know we’ve been out in the yard playing, but his laugh is unsettling. At that time, it was the early nineties, and blue sunglasses were a thing. I'm not starting an argument about how he lost his eyes.BEN Drowned: Before he died, BEN's eyes were grey. 11. I remembered that our fourth-grade class visited the reservoir at Loch Raven to learn about the ecosystem. Of all that Sydney was right about, I think she was wrong about that. I approached her, stepping quietly. As I spoke, Maya tilted her head as if listening to someone calling her name. Neither has had control of their shifts, do not show any ability to remember what has happened, and Tim specifically does everything both as Masky and as himself to stop The Operator the best he can. Everywhere I went, everyone I saw had gaping holes in their heads and blood dripping down their cheeks! When you get older, you’ll understand. When the plastic men took me, I begged them to bring my sister, but they ignored me. She wore a giant smile showing perfectly straight, white teeth. “Adults conjured the plastic men,” she said. The only thing different about him was that his hoodie was a darker shade of grey. I was driving down the interstate, everything perfectly normal. His messy brown hair went in every which way, and his pale, almost gray skin was brought out by luminescent lighting. Before I could ask who the others were, dizziness overtook me and my vision blurred. As soon as the words came out, regret filled the core of me. Why don’t you have eyes?”. We’re all with you and you are with us.”, “But what if the plastic men come while we’re in here? “They killed my family,” I said, the words escaping my lips before the emotion registered in my brain. Maya raised her arms above her head and closed her hands into fists. They hung above the dirt ring, their faces wiped clean of familiarity, disappearing into fake plastic stares, like the plastic men who watched from the side with their bowler hats and three-piece suits. Brian Thomas They brought me and the other children to a place called Grover’s Farm and Orange Grove. Houses stood in stillness in the mist of the dim morning light as if a lampshade covered the sun. The road was blocked off ‘For Construction’. Credit: Eric Scott (Official Website • Twitter). She kissed me. Only a circular light from my entryway beamed back. The fact that he has stolen pills from both Alex and Tim supports the theory that Hoodie is suffering similar symptoms as those experienced by Tim. “Yes, she was my friend. They never ate any of the food. I can still hear my sister Tina scream from her playpen as Mom and Dad lifted into the air, their cracking bones resounding through the house, their skin pulled taut. 241. Alias She turned to the children who stood in disbelief. “Is this a dream?” I asked as my body glided to the table. Hoodie has been seen in several entries, the first time in Entry #39 where he first appears, stalking Jay while he sleeps in his car. She did not say one word to me while we waited for Dr. She raised a finger and waved it at me. The scary part is that they all look normal, and they're all different, every one of them. They turned their backs to us and tipped their hats to the stage. A small girl, sitting in the center of the road, legs crossed, rocked her head side to side as if listening to a familiar song. Morrow is excellent and is expecting you tomorrow morning at eight o’clock. It’s nearing the end anyway, you reason silently; not even thirty pages to go. I mean eye stuff – things happening to, or wrong with, eyes – really creeps me out. They had eyes, dammit! You pick the backstory. Brian Thomas . The laughter, along with the endless empty eye sockets, was more than I could take. With a nod of his head, the plastic man turned away and Tobey fell to the gasps of the crowd. In the beginning, we lost touch with ourselves. I looked behind me to see if Sydney was close. The time between incidents (because that’s what I started to call the hallucinations: incidents) became shorter and shorter. I know I wanted to go with her, but I never thought I would have the courage. “I purge this plastic,” she proclaimed, her voice carrying across the field. Vibrations, like miniscule waves across a white desert, covered the blank plastic sheet that bent to form expressions on their dead faces. Tiny twelve-year-old Tobey, with his red hair and pale face peppered with freckles, resisted. By the end of the series, Tim and Hoodie were enemies, and Hoodie was ultimately killed by Tim and then revealed to be Brian. Lines of thin plastic, like the silk from a spider’s web, clung to every tree and house. Rage filled her eyes. I’m drawing something, and I need help! After grabbing a few bottles of water and some chips, I walked through the woods until I found a road. Please tell me what you think! “Sydney was your friend?”, I looked at her. “Dude, she’s nuts,” said Ronald. When we’d finally beaten the infection, my vision began to return on its own. Children can grow up and have children of their own that do not desire the plastic world or crave the loss of earlier adults. Her thin wiry hands gripped me hard, nails digging into the flesh. What boy doesn’t? If You’re Armed and at the Glenmont Metro, Please Shoot Me, My Father Punished Me When I Talked to Ghosts. Take your favorite fandoms with you and never miss a beat. It’s one of the drainage channels. Additionally, Hoodie and Masky are the alternate personalities of Brian Thomas and Tim Wright. But, after a couple of weeks, I began to see things. I’ve read a lot over the years to try to make sense of what happened to us. I said thanks to be polite (common courtesy is so hard to find). Old tractors filled the field and I darted between them, lungs burning, eyes on the tree line that looked so close, but never seemed to get closer. I knew I was acting crazy! I got better. To submit your own creepypasta tale for consideration and publication to this site, visit our submissions page today. Tim collects a tape from his pocket, which is shown, during Entry #84, to be the footage of Alex's auditions for Marble Hornets before he encountered The Operator. For us, that was a better alternative. “I’m sorry, I don’t remember his name,” I said apologetically. I could hear her teeth grinding. When I regained consciousness, I thought about going back to my home. Have you ever watched a late seventies or early eighties soap opera? Might as well finish it now. Then I heard a muffled scream. At first, the doctor gave me these awful blue-tinted glasses which I was to wear all the time; inside and out. “The plastic can be melted.”. The only weird thing about him were his pupils, which were heavily dilated, like … Tiny white and blue lines, like veins, connected the butterflies on the map. Unknown Goals It doesn’t have to happen to us. “They probably thought he was older, is all. We’ve already made the appointment for you.” With that, both he and Dr. Taylor excused themselves and I was left to wonder if I was allowed to go. When the tapes that Jay got from Alex end, it was unclear as to where Brian was or what happened to him. She told me our innocence saved us. Powers/Skills I remember being regularly annoyed at having to explain I was not wearing them as a fashion statement. They ripped the rest of her clothes from her skinny frame and dug their plastic nails into her flesh, beating her long after her body had stopped moving, as if they were kicking a bag of sand.