This blog is dedicated to my two creepypasta ocs Musical Kitten (aka Grace Spirits) and Shelby Valentine (aka Killer Barbie). This is a roleplaying blog so send in any questions or random stuff you want into the ask box to get to know these two gals better. I will be including some rules and little info on the two down below.
Rules:
This is an 16+ blog because there will be mentions of topics not suitable for younger audiences (especially because this is a creepypasta blog)
With that being said, try to keep things relatively appropriate - these characters may be adults (and I may be an adult) but I would appreciate not going overboard with things
This is all in good fun and this will all be considered not canon to their main storylines (like this is an alternate timeline where anything goes)
Be respectful and understand I may not know about every creepypasta out there (I am only one person after all)
Musical Kitten:
Musical Kitten, or MK for short, is a 23 year old woman that is connected to Marble Hornets, but is mostly just connected by the fact she attended the same college as those in the Marble Hornets series. She rarely, if at ever, goes by her actual name anymore because she feels disconnected from the person she used to be. As a child she was heavily bullied by a group of kids to the point she ended up hospitalized and briefly died - being brought back by the Slenderman (or the Operator).
Because of her momentary death, MK lost her memories of everything before waking up in the hospital. From there all the kids that bullied her treated her like a friend, almost all of them feeling bad for what happened and wanted to make it up in some way. The only person that did not feel bad, but pretended to, was Beth Majors.
In college MK continued having a friendship with Beth, made friends with the Marble Hornets crew (only really being close friends with Brian and Tim), and even had a boyfriend named Brad. That is until she found out that Brad and Beth had been secretly dating the whole time and had been playing an elaborate prank on her. This anger and betrayal caused something in her to break and kill the two. It also led to all the memories of the past to return, fueling her anger. Thus leading to her killing off everyone that had been apart of the group of bullies from her childhood.
Shelby Valentine:
Shelby Valentine is a 25 year old woman that spent most of her life in a mental hospital. As a child she claimed to see a tall man in a suit with no face. Worried, her parents had her institutionalized for these "hallucinations". This didn't sit well with young Shelby and she would throw fits and hurt the staff every time they tried to calm her down. She would claim to need to leave - that the tall man was waiting for her to come home - but this only resulted in her being placed in isolation to prevent her from hurting others or herself.
Over the years, after many transfers, Shelby learned to play nice - to play pretend. This allowed her to leave solitary confinement and plot out her escape. During this time she made "friends" with a nun that had visited the patients that no longer had visitors because their families deemed them too much of a lost cause. This gave Shelby someone to talk to, to manipulate, so that the staff never suspected what was to come.
When the time was right, Shelby enacted her plan. Causing a panic from attacking some of the other patients, who in turn started attacking each other, then used the chaos to make her way to the exits. Along the way she killed many of the staff and patients, even her nun friend, that got in her way. She felt no remorse as she left her metaphorical cage and escaped into the nearby woods. In which she followed the voice in her head back to the tall faceless man that she's spent years trying to return to.
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Sometime I forget MK is southern. Like, you can slightly hear her southern accent but it's such a subtle thing. That is until she's really pissed off. It was really funny seeing her go from talking with such an almost nonexistent accent to this deep southern twang all because someone decided to fuck with whatever she had been doing.
Oh there's also phrases or words she'll say in a way that it's obvious she grew up in the south. Like, she will - and has - said "bless your heart" to one of the other proxies before when they did something stupid and other weird things that she thinks she doesn't say.
I wonder if she's ever slipped into her southern accent while killing...
I would ask, but I feel like she'd try to stab me if I did. Maybe even bite me because I have seen her bite one of the other proxies like she's a cat. Which I mean makes sense. MK does stand for Musical Kitten. So...yeah. Though when I first met her I actually thought MK was short for something else, like a real name.
Now I'm wondering what her real name is. I know that Slendy knows her real name - obviously - and supposedly Masky and Hoodie know her real name because she knows who those two are under their masks. Maybe it's some super southern name like Lulabelle or some shit. Not like she'll tell me. Which is sad since I am her bestie! Even if she won't admit it. she once said that clown was her bestie just to piss me off because she was annoyed that I had hid her cropped red hoodie from her, which was really hurtful
Maybe the next time able to I'll do my own sleuthing and find out her name hehe
One: I never hid that I have accent, I've just gotten good at making it more subtle so others can understand what I'm saying.
Two: No I have not. I don't really speak to my victims, just hum. Though I did once sing pop goes the weasel once because the song had gotten stuck in my head.
Three: I'm not telling you that. I'm no longer her, I'm just MK. A killer for Slenderman. a monster. Nothing more, nothing less. I've told you this before. So stop trying to dig and let the dead rest.
Four: Even if you manage to find that out, like I said, I'm not her. She died years ago in that hospital after the incident and I'm what remains.
Sometime I forget MK is southern. Like, you can slightly hear her southern accent but it's such a subtle thing. That is until she's really pissed off. It was really funny seeing her go from talking with such an almost nonexistent accent to this deep southern twang all because someone decided to fuck with whatever she had been doing.
Oh there's also phrases or words she'll say in a way that it's obvious she grew up in the south. Like, she will - and has - said "bless your heart" to one of the other proxies before when they did something stupid and other weird things that she thinks she doesn't say.
I wonder if she's ever slipped into her southern accent while killing...
I would ask, but I feel like she'd try to stab me if I did. Maybe even bite me because I have seen her bite one of the other proxies like she's a cat. Which I mean makes sense. MK does stand for Musical Kitten. So...yeah. Though when I first met her I actually thought MK was short for something else, like a real name.
Now I'm wondering what her real name is. I know that Slendy knows her real name - obviously - and supposedly Masky and Hoodie know her real name because she knows who those two are under their masks. Maybe it's some super southern name like Lulabelle or some shit. Not like she'll tell me. Which is sad since I am her bestie! Even if she won't admit it. she once said that clown was her bestie just to piss me off because she was annoyed that I had hid her cropped red hoodie from her, which was really hurtful
Maybe the next time able to I'll do my own sleuthing and find out her name hehe
oh, dont you dare start with that "it's not the best" business!!! : ^(( the fact it's recognizably cake-shaped already puts you ahead of a number of people!!!! AND LOOK AT THIS!!!! YOU LISTENED TO MY EXTREMELY IMPORTANT CAKE SPECIFICATIONS!!!!
and while i am devastated that the cake is not the size of a carriage as originally requested, i suppose i can forgive this tragic oversight. THE LAUGHING JACK APPROVES!! : ^DDD
If I wasn't a novice, and wouldn't get in big trouble for spending more time than I'm supposed on something that isn't a mission that Slendy has tasked me with, I would've attempted to make the cake the size you wanted. However, I'd rather not deal with the wrath of the tall man for not doing my job.
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I just saw that MK offered to make that silly clown a cake and it made me laugh so hard. She genuinely is going to make him a cake. Which is funny because I don't think she's ever made a cake before. At least not to my knowledge.
Either way she's determined to do so...so go MK lol
And I will not be helping her because she was the one who offered not me. Plus, I think she'd get mad at me.
I will tease her about baking the clown a cake. First she drew him, now she's making him a cake - next thing you know she'll be spending all her time with him. Which will be sad, because she's my bestie, but if she decides he's her new bestie then I'll just have live with it...sigh...
OHHHH ?? : ^OO JUST FOR ME ??? well now, what a dangerous offer!
A towering 7 foot cake with each layer a different flavor. with possibly enough cotton candy!!! and if we're already committing to the bit, then i want it absurdly overdecorated with sprinkles!! : ^DDD
I can't make any promises on it being a 7 foot cake, but I can make the layers different flavors. I can also add cotton candy and absurd amount of sprinkles onto the cake.
You're really lucky you're my favorite clown LJ...not that I know many clowns...so I'll try my best with this, but I make no promises on it being as good as you're hoping it to be.
Okay, cool. Um...heh. Say you got nearly stabbed by unseen assailant, that clearly wasn't there before you started your mission, and instead got cut and you can't really tell how deep it is...what would you do?
[MK hesitantly approaches Jack before carefully taking one arm out of her cropped red jacket and pushing it up onto her shoulder. With that out of the way she lifts her arm enough to show off the big cut in her black dress and the bleeding wound. Which in her opinion wasn't that bad, but considering this isn't her field of knowledge she knows better than to trust her opinion.]
heh..so yeah...I'm sure it's not as bad as it looks.
He checked over the wound, gently touching it occasionally. He was very quiet, a little too quiet. He occasionally looked up at her and then back at the wound.
He eventually stood up straight and walked off before coming back with a first aid kit. Or at least what one assumes is a first aid kit. Its a blue bag with a black cross on it.
[MK just stood there awkwardly, not looking at him as he checked out the wound. She didn't mind how quiet he was - it allowed her to go over what went wrong during her mission and how to avoid doing so later. Though she did turn her head to look at him as he got up and got what she could only assume was a first aid kit. She figured he would need it either way.]
He dug through the kit before pulling out stuff to clean the wound and stitch it up.
He cleaned the wound before starting to stitch it. "Sorry if this hurts."
He worked as fast as he could without making mistakes, stitching the wound closed with the efficiency of a man who has done this a thousand times before.
[A soft hiss escaped from her as he started to stitch the wound. It wasn't too painful, just the initial pain that caused the reaction. She stayed absolutely still as he worked to avoid causing him any problems while he worked. She watched him as he stitched up the wound - always amazed when watching someone just do things with efficiency and ease.]
He hummed to himself as he finished up the stitching before he cleaned it again. Being careful as he did. He started to bandage the wound carefully. "I recommend keeping this bandaged for 24 to 48 hours. Change it as needed. Okay?"
Yeah, I know. This isn't first time I've been sewn up...learning to eat again was a bitch with no memories.
[MK looked away from Jack when she brought up her past. She's off-handedly mentioned it before, but was always vague about things. Especially her medical history. She barely talked about her medical history with anyone because she found it embarrassing and stupid, which would just make her angry. So, she just avoided talking about it with anyone.]
I guess it's a good thing I came to you about this. I was just gonna clean it then slap some bandages on it and just call it a day.
Okay, cool. Um...heh. Say you got nearly stabbed by unseen assailant, that clearly wasn't there before you started your mission, and instead got cut and you can't really tell how deep it is...what would you do?
[MK hesitantly approaches Jack before carefully taking one arm out of her cropped red jacket and pushing it up onto her shoulder. With that out of the way she lifts her arm enough to show off the big cut in her black dress and the bleeding wound. Which in her opinion wasn't that bad, but considering this isn't her field of knowledge she knows better than to trust her opinion.]
heh..so yeah...I'm sure it's not as bad as it looks.
He checked over the wound, gently touching it occasionally. He was very quiet, a little too quiet. He occasionally looked up at her and then back at the wound.
He eventually stood up straight and walked off before coming back with a first aid kit. Or at least what one assumes is a first aid kit. Its a blue bag with a black cross on it.
[MK just stood there awkwardly, not looking at him as he checked out the wound. She didn't mind how quiet he was - it allowed her to go over what went wrong during her mission and how to avoid doing so later. Though she did turn her head to look at him as he got up and got what she could only assume was a first aid kit. She figured he would need it either way.]
He dug through the kit before pulling out stuff to clean the wound and stitch it up.
He cleaned the wound before starting to stitch it. "Sorry if this hurts."
He worked as fast as he could without making mistakes, stitching the wound closed with the efficiency of a man who has done this a thousand times before.
[A soft hiss escaped from her as he started to stitch the wound. It wasn't too painful, just the initial pain that caused the reaction. She stayed absolutely still as he worked to avoid causing him any problems while he worked. She watched him as he stitched up the wound - always amazed when watching someone just do things with efficiency and ease.]
He hummed to himself as he finished up the stitching before he cleaned it again. Being careful as he did. He started to bandage the wound carefully. "I recommend keeping this bandaged for 24 to 48 hours. Change it as needed. Okay?"
Yeah, I know. This isn't first time I've been sewn up...learning to eat again was a bitch with no memories.
[MK looked away from Jack when she brought up her past. She's off-handedly mentioned it before, but was always vague about things. Especially her medical history. She barely talked about her medical history with anyone because she found it embarrassing and stupid, which would just make her angry. So, she just avoided talking about it with anyone.]
I guess it's a good thing I came to you about this. I was just gonna clean it then slap some bandages on it and just call it a day.
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Okay, cool. Um...heh. Say you got nearly stabbed by unseen assailant, that clearly wasn't there before you started your mission, and instead got cut and you can't really tell how deep it is...what would you do?
[MK hesitantly approaches Jack before carefully taking one arm out of her cropped red jacket and pushing it up onto her shoulder. With that out of the way she lifts her arm enough to show off the big cut in her black dress and the bleeding wound. Which in her opinion wasn't that bad, but considering this isn't her field of knowledge she knows better than to trust her opinion.]
heh..so yeah...I'm sure it's not as bad as it looks.
He checked over the wound, gently touching it occasionally. He was very quiet, a little too quiet. He occasionally looked up at her and then back at the wound.
He eventually stood up straight and walked off before coming back with a first aid kit. Or at least what one assumes is a first aid kit. Its a blue bag with a black cross on it.
[MK just stood there awkwardly, not looking at him as he checked out the wound. She didn't mind how quiet he was - it allowed her to go over what went wrong during her mission and how to avoid doing so later. Though she did turn her head to look at him as he got up and got what she could only assume was a first aid kit. She figured he would need it either way.]
He dug through the kit before pulling out stuff to clean the wound and stitch it up.
He cleaned the wound before starting to stitch it. "Sorry if this hurts."
He worked as fast as he could without making mistakes, stitching the wound closed with the efficiency of a man who has done this a thousand times before.
[A soft hiss escaped from her as he started to stitch the wound. It wasn't too painful, just the initial pain that caused the reaction. She stayed absolutely still as he worked to avoid causing him any problems while he worked. She watched him as he stitched up the wound - always amazed when watching someone just do things with efficiency and ease.]
Okay, cool. Um...heh. Say you got nearly stabbed by unseen assailant, that clearly wasn't there before you started your mission, and instead got cut and you can't really tell how deep it is...what would you do?
[MK hesitantly approaches Jack before carefully taking one arm out of her cropped red jacket and pushing it up onto her shoulder. With that out of the way she lifts her arm enough to show off the big cut in her black dress and the bleeding wound. Which in her opinion wasn't that bad, but considering this isn't her field of knowledge she knows better than to trust her opinion.]
heh..so yeah...I'm sure it's not as bad as it looks.
He checked over the wound, gently touching it occasionally. He was very quiet, a little too quiet. He occasionally looked up at her and then back at the wound.
He eventually stood up straight and walked off before coming back with a first aid kit. Or at least what one assumes is a first aid kit. Its a blue bag with a black cross on it.
[MK just stood there awkwardly, not looking at him as he checked out the wound. She didn't mind how quiet he was - it allowed her to go over what went wrong during her mission and how to avoid doing so later. Though she did turn her head to look at him as he got up and got what she could only assume was a first aid kit. She figured he would need it either way.]
Okay, cool. Um...heh. Say you got nearly stabbed by unseen assailant, that clearly wasn't there before you started your mission, and instead got cut and you can't really tell how deep it is...what would you do?
[MK hesitantly approaches Jack before carefully taking one arm out of her cropped red jacket and pushing it up onto her shoulder. With that out of the way she lifts her arm enough to show off the big cut in her black dress and the bleeding wound. Which in her opinion wasn't that bad, but considering this isn't her field of knowledge she knows better than to trust her opinion.]
heh..so yeah...I'm sure it's not as bad as it looks.
Okay, cool. Um...heh. Say you got nearly stabbed by unseen assailant, that clearly wasn't there before you started your mission, and instead got cut and you can't really tell how deep it is...what would you do?
Shelby stole me a sketchbook when she was out yesterday so here's the first drawings/doodles in it
I drew @the-jack-fr0m-the-box because this is the best I can do as a sorry for now....my only other talents being playing instruments, singing and murdering so this is felt the most fitting to do.
I would've done a fullbody drawing, but....I just didn't. I drew him from memory because I wasn't sure if he'd agree to sitting still long enough for me to draw him
plus it would've been a lil awkward to just sit and stare at him every so often to make sure I was getting the details correct
Anyways, random LJ doodles...well random doodles + some LJ doodles.
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It's funny seeing Shelby get mad when I refuse to model her clothes whenever she's not busy. I once told her no and she got all made until I told her if she was so pissed about it to take it up with Slenderman, since he's the boss around here and I'm just doing what he wants, and she got over it so quickly.
Though she did conveniently "forget" to get me some hair dye once when I refused to be her model. Which meant I had to go out of my way to get it. Normally wouldn't care, but gods the mission I had completed beforehand had pissed me off so I wasn't in a good mood that day. Thought about stabbing Shelbs, but she wasn't around when I returned so she got lucky.
Why am I posting this? Shelby wants me to try out a new outfit for my next mission because "You can't keep wearing that cropped hoodie. I know you love your splash of red with your black, but come on - you could slay and β¨slayβ¨." I mean I do have other outfits I just don't wear them often because I prefer to not get blood on them. Not that blood is as noticeable on black clothes. Plus, I like my cropped hoodie.
