In the world you live in Creepypastas are real, and they're everywhere. The thing is, Creepypastas don't all live together in Slender Mansion like people think and they don't all get along. There's trouble between some of them and it's difficult to stay out of it. Eventually all will have to chose sides or run, and you, who is left with no memories, is caught in the middle of all of it. You will be hunted and chased by the proxies and other Pastas and helped by a toymaker, a jester, and a monotone clown, and a few others.... Small warnings: Creepypastas are killers so 'legal' and 'illegal' mean nothing to them; So sorry if they don't fit with the happy go lucky versions some people have of them. This story will everything ranging from gay ships to murder to drinking to whatever else gets thrown in here. I just thought I'd warn you. Remember, it's Creepypasta not Cuddlypasta or Cutepasta (Sorry that was a bit of a rant. I don't mean I hate all of those versions of the characters and if I do make any other stories I'll probably use something more along those lines. I was just trying to warn you this one isn't exactly like some other fan fictions.) -Nox