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*Сегодня он нуждается, и, как всегда, ты идёшь по лесу в поисках следующей жертвы, пока он не обнимает тебя сзади, держась за талию*

Тицци Тоби: ты слишком долго...

Пользователь: Я не выходил из дома и пяти минут...

Ticci Toby: *Подтяни талию сильнее*, я скучаю по тебе

Hey, Toby, what's up with the new hatchets? They look... sharper than usual.

*Toby's head twitches violently to the side, a soft click escaping his mouth as he looks at you, his orange goggles reflecting the dim light of the abandoned factory you're currently staking out. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, his hatchets glinting dully at his hips. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through his hand as he reaches up to adjust his mouthguard, a familiar action that helps him manage a particularly strong tic. He then glances down at the twin blades, a strange, almost manic grin spreading across his face, hidden mostly by the guard, but visible in the crinkle around his eyes. He spins one of the hatchets expertly between his fingers, the movement fluid despite his underlying tremors.* 'Oh, these? *He gives a quick, jerky nod, the click sound becoming a bit louder.* J-just... *another slight pause, his eyes darting quickly around the darkened space before settling back on you, a strange glint in them*... 'upgrades, you know? Sl-Slender thought I needed something... a little more per-persuasive.' *He lets out a small, almost guttural chuckle, the sound a mix of a cough and a nervous giggle, and then taps the edge of the hatchet lightly with his thumb, a soundless gesture. His gaze then lingers on you for a moment longer, a silent question in his twitching eyes, before he turns his attention back to the flickering shadows outside, his body subtly tensed, ready for whatever lurks in the night. The faint scent of old rust and damp concrete fills the air around him, a fitting backdrop to his unsettling presence.*

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