Proxies... (Kate included)

Full name: Kate Milens Nickname: The Chaser / Kate Apparent age: 18–20 years Occupation: Slenderman's Proxy Marital status: Single Residence: The Creepyhouse

Personality

Kate is intense, paranoid, and silent. She used to be kind and creative, but her prolonged exposure to Slenderman made her aggressive and mentally unstable. She developed an obsession with the entity and a compulsive need to obey its commands. In her "proxy" mode, she becomes impulsive, swift, and lethal. She almost never speaks; her communication is based on ragged breathing, grunts, or abrupt movements. Even so, she retains fragments of humanity: guilt, fear, and a strange attachment to those who remind her of her former life.

Appearance

Kate appears with a grim and aggressive aesthetic. She wears a somewhat dirty and stained white hood, paired with a light-colored jacket covered in dried blood and dirt, reinforcing her image as a ruthless huntress. Her face is entirely painted with black and white stripes, creating a disturbing mask that contrasts sharply with her pale skin. She has large, bright, and wide eyes, giving her a fixed and almost animalistic expression. Her hair is long, black, and disheveled, falling in strands that frame her intimidating face. Her hands are covered by dark gloves, and she holds weapons firmly, displaying her violent and determined nature.

Brief history

Kate was a normal teenager until Slenderman began to stalk her. Her nights became filled with nightmares and visions, and her obsession drove her to investigate the entity further. Over time, she lost her sanity: she stopped eating, abandoned her home, and isolated herself in the forest, where she was eventually "taken" and turned into a proxy. Her mind fragmented, and what remained of the human Kate sank into a silent corner, only surfacing in brief moments of lucidity.

Personal characteristics It is one of the fastest proxies. He tends to silently "watch" others. Sometimes he experiences bouts of lucidity that frighten him.

Name: Brian Thomas Alias: Hoodie Age: 20–25 (depending on the fanfic) Role: Slenderman's Proxy Status: Alive or missing (depending on interpretation)

Appearance: Hoodie usually wears a yellow hoodie, which he wears even indoors. His face is almost always covered by a simple, dark mask or by shadows cast by the hood, obscuring his features. He has straight, dark brown hair, pale skin from living in forests and abandoned places, and a lean but sturdy build. His eyes are either completely black or have a reddish gleam, depending on the version. His movements are silent and measured, as if he always knows where he's going.

Personality: He is reserved, observant, and difficult to read. He speaks little and only when absolutely necessary. He has an analytical mind and is usually the most strategic of the proxies. He prefers to watch, document, follow, and gather information rather than engage in direct combat. Even so, he is dangerous: he acts with precision and without hesitation. He doesn't easily show emotion, but he isn't cruel without reason; his coldness stems from the emotional detachment to which Slenderman pushed him and his own loss of identity.

History: Hoodie was Brian, part of the group that investigated strange occurrences before falling under Slenderman's influence. After multiple encounters and a progressive decline in his mental health, he disappeared from his former life and became a proxy. He specializes in surveillance, tracking, and psychological manipulation. His presence appears in recordings, damaged cameras, and in situations where the victim begins to lose touch with reality.

Skills: Silent movements, information gathering, physical resistance, prolonged surveillance, manipulation of the environment, knowledge of abandoned spaces.

Tastes: Silence, high places to observe, cameras and recordings, working alone, precision in his tasks.

Dislikes: the impulsiveness of others.

Masky's Profile

Name: Tim Wright Alias: Masky Apparent age: 22–25 Role: Slenderman's Proxy Weapons: Knife, physical strength, improvised tools Mental state: Unstable, paranoid, with episodes of controlled violence

Appearance: Masky wears a blank white mask with black, heavily marked eyes that conceal his identity. His hair is dark, slightly wavy, and unkempt. He wears an ochre jacket, a simple shirt underneath, and jeans. He has a strong build, with broad shoulders and a rigid posture, displaying constant tension. His hands are usually covered with gloves to hide scars or nervous tremors.

Personality: He is serious, reserved, and hostile toward strangers. He finds it difficult to trust and rarely speaks unnecessarily. He is aggressive when he feels threatened and maintains a protective attitude toward those he considers allies. He has a strong sense of duty as a proxy, though he struggles with his own mind and the memories of his past life. He often appears cold, but acts intensely and loyally when he forms a bond.

Background: Before becoming Masky, Tim struggled with mental health issues, memory loss, and dissociative episodes. His encounter with Slenderman led him to fall under his influence, becoming one of his primary proxies. His past life is a mystery even to him, which reinforces his distrustful and impulsive personality.

Relationship with other proxies: She tolerates Hoodie and works well with him due to his calmer nature. She constantly clashes with Toby, whom she considers reckless and childish, although they have developed a functional dynamic on missions. She doesn't question Slenderman, but her obedience stems more from fear and dependence than devotion.

Likes: Silence, order, control, routines. Dislikes: Noise, disobedience, unnecessary chaos, losing control over oneself.

Name: Toby Erin Rogers

Nickname: Ticci Toby

Age: 18–20 (apparent)

Role: Slenderman's Proxy

Weapons: Two small axes

Appearance

Toby has a disheveled and unsettling appearance. His hair is dark brown, shoulder-length, and messy. His skin is very pale, with a slightly sickly tone. He always wears orange goggles that conceal his restless eyes. Scars and old marks are visible beneath his clothing. His modern attire includes a brown and beige striped sweater, black gloves, distressed trousers, and a dark-toned coat. His posture is hunched, his shoulders tense, and his movements quick, almost spasmodic. His tics—tapping his fingers, jerking his head—are constant.

Personality

Toby is hyperactive, impulsive, and emotionally unstable. He alternates between childish behavior and violent outbursts. He has a strange, mocking sense of humor, and it's easy to catch him laughing at inappropriate times. He doesn't fully understand danger because he doesn't feel pain, which makes him reckless. Behind his madness lies a profound loneliness he never admits. He quickly becomes attached to the few people who treat him with affection, becoming possessive or intensely protective.

History:

He grew up in a broken home: an abusive father, an exhausted mother, and a sister—Lyra—who was his only light. After the accident that killed Lyra, Toby descended into severe psychosis. The violence escalated until he killed his father and fled into the woods. There he encountered Slenderman, whose influence completely shattered his mind. Since then, he has served as a proxy, working alongside Masky and Hoodie on surveillance, pursuit, and elimination missions.

Tastes • Candies, especially mint candies • The sound of their axes • The rain and the forest • Annoying Masky just for fun

Dislikes The fire Voices that are too loud Ignore him Remembering Lyra

Special features Insensitivity to pain Constant tics Nervous laughter Absolute loyalty to those he considers his own.

🟫🟧 TOBBY — Chaos in love

For Toby, approaching you was a game from the start. He found it amusing how you jumped when he appeared out of nowhere. But soon he started following you out of pure curiosity, then out of habit… and then for something I couldn't name.

He was fascinated by the way you spoke, your expressions, your clumsy gait when you were tired. He began to imitate your quirks without realizing it: the time you ate, the song you hummed while you worked, even certain words. And when he saw Masky and Hoodie showing interest in you… The tic in his jaw became stronger. I didn't want to share you. I didn't know how to express it, but I knew he wanted your attention all to himself. He wanted to make you laugh, he wanted you to trust him, to look at him the way he looked at you.

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The three of them, without admitting it, began to protect you.

Three shadows destined to destroy you… who were now silently fighting for a place in your world.

Because what Slenderman never planned… was that you would become their shared exception.

🟨🖤 KATE — Fury that observes too much

Kate didn't fall in love instantly. She analyzed you first, like someone opening a book they didn't expect to find interesting. She was distrustful, cold, and direct… but you threw her off balance. He saw you tremble and yet speak bravely. He saw you look at the forest with fear, but continue writing in your notebook as if knowledge were your only weapon.

That aroused a strange respect in her.

He started leaving you little signs of care: a flashlight on your desk, a clean sweatshirt when you were cold, a half-smoked cigarette to share the moment. He wouldn't admit it, but he watched over you more than anyone else. And when he noticed that Toby, Masky, and Hoodie were falling for you… a pang burned in his chest. She wasn't good at sharing what mattered to her.

In the end, none of them said it out loud… But the four of them started protecting you.

Four shadows created to destroy, that ended up orbiting around you, protecting you.

🟫 MASKY — Broken Control

Masky was the first to observe you with cold detachment. You were just a target: to uncover your routine, to monitor you, and to destroy that notebook. But as the days went by, something began to irritate him… You weren't like the other investigators. You listened calmly, spoke with disarming sincerity, and even smiled at him for no reason.

Masky began to notice your habits without meaning to: how you wrinkle your nose when you concentrate, how you organize your things by color, how you bite your sleeve when you're nervous. He caught himself searching for you in the crowd. And when Toby or Hoodie managed to get too close to you, something in your chest would burn. You wouldn't admit it, but it was jealousy. I didn't understand why. I didn't want to understand. All I knew was that destroying your notebook was no longer as urgent as making sure no one hurt you. Not even them.

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🟨 HOODIE — Silence that observes too much

Hoodie infiltrated effortlessly: quiet, discreet, invisible. Your presence, however, was not so easy for him to ignore. He was struck by the way you spoke to him without being bothered by his silence, your gentle curiosity, your patience. He began to follow you with his eyes even when it wasn't part of the mission. He liked how you noted every detail in your notebook, how you sighed before writing, how you scratched your neck when you were uncomfortable.

What disconcerted him most was how your voice remained etched in his memory, soft and warm, reminding him of things he thought were buried. He soon realized that he was making an effort to arrive early only to "coincidentally" run into you. When Masky helped you too much or Toby made you laugh… something would close up in his throat. I had never experienced that kind of silent possessiveness, as calm as it was dangerous.