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" You're all puppets tangled in strings "
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Your name is Herobrine and this is jackass. You have another name, it hasn't been used for a long time, and it's probably forgotten, but you doubt that. You're a pretty average dude, teal shirt, dark blue jeans, brunette. The only thing that seperates you from looking like a common minecraft skin is that you have glow-in-the-dark white eyes, no pupils and ton of weapons, all diamond. Nothing particular. However, some players consider you as a 'threat', even though you did nothing but wander around everywhere. You admit, teleporting around like a, hoodlum, as one might call it might seem threatening, but teleporting is much better than walking your feet off, as you're actually in the game. On some nights, you do tend to crash other player's servers, with or, without a cliche'd quote as you 'kill' them. The cliche'd quotes were a suggestion from the other pastas, and you thought you'd give it a shot. You tend to hang around with other tryhard wannababe video creepypasta's, but they seem as boring as Minecraft, really.
BEN usually didn't tend to hang around other videogame creepypastas, afterall, they weren't better than him and somehow they all tended to piss him off rather quickly. So the fact that he was actually looking for Herobrine was something that would've been shocking to him any other day. But today was not any other day, today he was bored and oddly talkative. "Hey man."
[ i REGRET NOTHING
also i revived my hetalia account while u said that B) ]