*rips them off* Never. Again.

IM NOT CUTE! I AM TERRIFYING! I WILL EAT YOUR KIDNEY! FEEAAAAAAAAARRRR MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

IS THIS CUTE TO YOU!?

*returns to normal* Your hard to scare... Damn.

WHEN MY HAND GROWS BACK YOULL KNOW THE TRUE MEANING OF FEAR!

UGH! WHY ARE YOU SO FRIENDLY AND BUBBLY!

Am I not scary anymore? ;-;

oh

Oh...uh... *twirls scalpel uncomftorbly* I mean-Well Its-uh.... *Shoves kidney in mouth akwardly as excuse to not have to talk*

Me: So uh....who are you exactly? Also me internally: SMOOTH JACK SMOOTH

Grou- Oh...your one too... *his expression grows dark* I am too. *hed show his proxy mark on his neck, the tendrils ever present*

It grows beneath my skin... do...you have it too?

*he peers closer, looking for a mark*

Huh...so...your not a proxy?

A lab? are you an SCP?

hm... well... whatever you are. your a creepypasta so... welcome to the family. Word of advice? dont steal slendies suits...he gets PISSED! also dont touch jeffs stuff either, he doesnt care but smiley dog is his guard dog.... *Shudder*

Well, anyway... Im Eyeless Jack, Im a former proxy and also once was captured by the SCP foundation. the "Family took me in after that hot mess, and slender has allowed me to keep away from being a proxy. I like eating kidneys and I have no eyes. so uh yeah. gl.

WHOAH! TWO THINGS! YOUR EYES DRIP LIKE MINE AND THOSE ARE FOKIN FLOWERS

wow. thats impressive! I just break into homes and steal kidneys... Im literally a kidney burgler.

which is.... just.... SAD.

th-thanks...

WHA-? IM FINE! IM TOTALLY FINE! *He seems to get defensive when he seems to let his tough shell down, as if trying his best to fit in with the other creepypastas...just a hunch.*

Why are you...*blushes harder* Lady are you coming on to me?

UH- Ugh...well...uh... I feel like you are flirting with me.

oh um... When someone...likes someone...In a romantic way they "Flirt..." send small signals to the other individual of choice their romantic intrest in them and....*blushing gets worst*

NO-NO-NO Thats not-I AGH listen, romance in the outside world is an INTIMATE ACT. if your gonna survive out here you need to learn that you only give romantic signals to those you actually love. You have to want to flirt, to date, that sort of thing.

*he looked down at flowers, still startled, but yet smiled. he simply said nothing and closed his eyelids, only small tears of the black substance breaking through, eventually falling asleep*

*Wakes up suddenly* FAQ! NOT AGAIN!

THEIR GONNA DO IT!

THEY DO IT I KILL EM!

STAR I SWEAR TO FOKIN' KEEP YOUR FRIEND IN CHECK!

IF SHE DRAWS IT I WILL HUNT BOTH OF YOU DOWN!

UGH! I have these friends...they always find out...okay lesson number two: Shipping. Normal humans have this habit of taking two individuals they think are "Cute together" and basicly fantasize over them being in a relationship, and My friends they are shippers, they draw ship art and they will find out about this and do the thing! ITS THE WORST!

MAYBE!? ugh. theyre just idiots. listen, take this. *he touches your neck, and a warm sensation creeps over it* This mark will guide you to a mansion. its where the creepypastas live. Ill be headed their...for now. good bye.

I liked it tho...

yeah. you will. ill be asleep at the mansion. and...it was a nice nap... *Dissapears in a ball of black energy*

keep laughing bud. youll wake up in the morning without a kidney.

LIES

IM NOT EMBARRASED I AM SCARY DAMNIT!

O.O okay.

I know. milestone is close.