Stop screwing with me, Slendy. Seriously. STOP. If you keep this up, I will be left with no choice but to take out my frustration on my laptop’s keyboard! Look! I’m already doing it! I’M RANTING! AND THESE RANTS WILL BE POSTED ONLINE! THAT’LL SHOW YOU FOR FUCKING WITH ME, SLENDY!
We could start with letting me in on how long I’ve been staying here! Days? Months? Years? It would help if my laptop could just decide what date it is and stick with it for more than five seconds!
And why’d we have to leave the grey city? I was getting used to that grey city! Now it’s all Weird Hallucination, Flashback, Creepy Forest, Flashback, Blackness, Weird Hallucination. HOW MANY FUCKING TIMES ARE YOU GOING TO HAVE ME KILL JASON? ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME FEEL GUILTY OR SOMETHING, SLENDY? WE’VE BEEN OVER THIS ALREADY! THIS ISN’T GUILT INDUCING, IT’S JUST ANNOYING! AND IT DOESN’T HELP THAT YOU HAVE JAVERT’S VOICE RANTING IN THE BACKGROUND ABOUT WHAT A MONSTER I AM EVERY TIME I HAVE TO KILL HIM!
Seriously, what is all of this? Childhood memories? Annoyingly symbolic hallucinations? Are you trying to break me? Slendy, Slendy…. Don’t you realize who the hell you’re dealing with?
And I will NOT BE BEATEN BY SUCH PATHETIC TRICKS. You think this can stop me? Over and over, you’ve increased pressure on me, pushing me closer to the edge, until at last the point where I should snap. But at each climax, you have FAILED to defeat me; every time, I emerged STRONGER than I was before. DO YOU SERIOUSLY THINK THIS TIME WILL BE ANY DIFFERENT? THAT JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE ME TRAPPED HERE, YOU HAVE ME AT YOUR MERCY? I WILL TEAR DOWN THIS ENTIRE WORLD IF I HAVE TO!
Come on Slendy, enough of this play. If you aren’t going to let me out, then come out here and face me. FIGHT ME LIKE A FUCKING MAN. I AM SICK AND TIRED OF THIS GAME. I WILL RIP YOUR TENTACLES OFF WITH MY BARE HANDS IF I HAVE TO, AND THEN I WILL BEAT YOU WITH THOSE TENTACLES UNTIL ALL THAT IS LEFT OF YOU IS A BLACK SMEAR ON THE GROUND.
NO MATTER WHAT VISIONS YOU PUT ME THROUGH, NO MATTER HOW MANY OF YOUR STUPID PUPPETS YOU THROW AT ME, NO MATTER HOW MUCH PAIN YOU MAKE ME EXPERIENCE, I WILL FIGHT YOU UNTIL I HAVE WON. I WILL BE THE LAST ONE STANDING, THE ONLY VICTOR, THE CONQUEROR OF ALL.
EVERYTHING WHICH STANDS IN MY WAY SHALL BE BURNT TO ASHES!
YOU THINK YOURSELF TO BE A GOD? DON’T MAKE ME LAUGH.
IF YOU’RE A GOD, THEN I’M FUCKING RAGNARÖK.
AND IT’S ABOUT TIME FOR THE GÖTTERDÄMMERUNG.