#vickyspeaks

The House:

I love the idea of Slender Mansion™ but PLEASE see my vision.

Abandoned farmhouse in the middle of the woods. Wood paneling and tile everywhere (im projecting so hard).

It's so old and falling apart, they do the best they can to fix it up, but also half the residents live like animals.

Boards on the basement door, tarps over windows, Jeff's room has a black mold issue he is actively ignoring.

The house reeks of mildew and musk. There's water soaking into the bathroom tile. The living room carpet is covering stains they don't want to think about.

Someone else (i don't remember who it was, speak up if you see this!) said Tim is religiously on Facebook Marketplace. Yeah. Half of their furniture was found there.

House so old, their electricity panel still uses the little lightbulbs you can hardly find anymore.

You hate to hear it, but Jeff is punching holes in the drywall. Actually, they all have at least once. They have to fix it themselves as punishment.

Toby has fallen through the kitchen floor twice now.

Tim and Brian are handymen with only so much time on their hands to invest in this house.

Ej lives in a trailer on the property (the house's basement left a lot to be desired). It's old and the exterior doesn't offer much, but they converted it into a pretty decent med lab. He's content and rarely goes in the main house.

The Car Situation:

Tim and Brian are the only ones who ever got their licenses, but they're expired by now.

They tried teaching Toby to drive. Tried. He can do it he just isn't great at it.

Jeff is a pretty decent driver, just careless as all hell. He's hitting curbs, he's taken down mailboxes, he speeds and stops at the last minute at lights and signs.

Brian drives some Ford truck from the 70s, naturally it's his pride and joy. Nobody is allowed to drive it aside from Tim.

Tim drives a 1979 Ford Bronco, those brown and tan ones. He's not a freak about his car like Brian, but no one else really drives it.

Toby is banned after crashing it.

Jeff has one of those bullshit beat up cars that looks & drives sketchy as hell.

"Drive it like you stole it" but literally. He stole it, ripped the license plates off, and drove around for about a month before Brian caved and gave him plates so he wouldn't get pulled over. He gets pulled over anyway.

The passenger side window doesn't roll down, there's missing door handles, the bumper is being held on with duct tape. He slapped a bunch of stupid stickers on it.

It reeeeeks of weed/piss/alcohol. The cops love him.

He let Ben speed it around an empty parking lot once after a night out, and he crashed into the only lightpost. He's Jeff's designated driver.

Ej doesn't really have a reason to drive. He knew how to previously, probably still could if he wanted to, but he doesn't. If he needs anything he just sends someone else out.

Living Together:

There tends to be a rotation of VHS tapes playing in the living room at all times, because Tim refuses to get a smart TV.

Usually playing some B-Movie horror films they've found while out and about. Brian bootlegs movies like it's his job. They all like Rob Zombie flicks.

They had a rabbit-ear antenna situation going but Jeff broke it and they never got a new one.

Aside from their phones and Brian's laptop & camera collection, Ben is the only one with real tech.

Jeff has a stereo set up in his room. It rattles the walls when he plays it and Tim hates it.

I said it in this post, but smile dog lives with them. Tim was against it but Jeff got Brian to help persuade him.

They have a working washer and dryer, hardly gets used. Same with the vacuum.

Grown ass men with chore lists because Tim was tired of living in squalor. Dish duty has jumped three different people until Tim had to settle on doing it himself.

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