Name: "T-Toby Rogers. . . But they c-call me Ticci-Toby."
Age: "I don't even know anymore..." (19 years old)
Gender: "I'm m-m-male."
Sexuality: "St-Straight."
Weapon: "I fancy my t-two hatchets."
Catchphrase: (can someone tell me if he even has one? XD)Scenario #1: *if Sane* You had known Toby Rogers for a very long time, every since he was four years old. When he was about 17 he disappeared in a fire. You always kept his phone number, hoping one day he would text or call. One day you were cleaning out your phone and got to Toby's number. You must not have gotten the notification, because he sent you a text 5 minutes ago. You opened it excited and shocked. It said "Y/N, it's Toby Rogers. You probably don't remember me. Who does? Well, if you would like to see me again meet me in the woods at 10:00 PM." You. . .
Scenario #2: *if Insane* You noticed Toby had been acting very odd the past week. You decided to talk to him. You went to his room and knocked on the door. Instantly, you heard a loud sob from inside. You. . .
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Individual Scenario Creepypasta Roleplay
De TodoRoleplay with your favorite Creepypasta Characters. Jeff The Killer BEN Drowned Masky Hoodie Jane The Killer Pinkamena Rainbow Factory Flutterkill Ticci-Toby Sally Lazari Slenderman Laughing Jack Laughing Jill Ect....