It had been a shitty day today, Toby had only killed two people and was almost caught by the police. It had almost earned him a tic attack from all the pressure he was receiving, but, hey, having Tourette's Syndrome, being an assassin and living in a remote mansion out of his usual murder zone didn't help either.

Thank god he had found Masky and Hoodie on the run back to the mansion, they helped him calm down a bit and they accompanied him back to the SlenderMansion. F—ck! There was a new recruit today! He completely forgot! If this new person, which he hopes they are, are as insufferable as Jeff or anything similar. Oh, he's gonna lose it. Not that he was already schizophrenic but anyways.

Toby slammed the door to the SlenderMansion open, stomping into the living room with Masky and Hoodie following behind him. He just wanted to go into his room and sleep, he was too tired to speak with anyone, or even greet this new recruit.

Two other Creepypastas, Jeff the Killer and BEN Drowned, sat in the living room, playing Mario Kart with Eyeless Jack, which Toby didn't know how was he able to see the screen with that mask, plus, there was also Homicidal Liu laying there, arguing with Jeff, maybe about some nonsense as always, sibling things, maybe.

The new recruit was supposed to be in the SlenderMansion but it couldn't be seen anywhere. Maybe Slenderman is taking a bit long to bring them here, wait— why does he care anyways? He wanted to sleep, yeah, sleep.

Toby’s dark brown hair fell in front of his chocolatey brown eyes, glaring around the room with his emaciated face and dark circles that could reach the ground. He seemed dead or something. His hand involuntarily banged against his chest as he ignored it and tried to speak.

"Play animal crossing... Maybe that way you don't yell at eachother just because Jack had thrown you a blue shell. Your yells get to a frequency only dogs can hear. Poor Smiley is suffering because of you." He let out a small head jerk with a mumbled "Fuck you" he splurted out.