Plotline: Tobys voices have gotten worse, they've been making him worse. Masky and Hoodie ignore him, Jeff and Ben abuse him and the others just hate him, besides Slenderman, hes like another father Toby never had.
Au: Suicidal! Toby.
TRIGGER WARNING: Suicidal thoughts, eating disorder, and more
'Tobys Voices'
'Tobys thoughts'
"Normal speech"
"Slenderman"
Whoops, it turns to his pov in the middle, sorry.
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'Stupid weak Toby, cant to a thing right can you?' A voice taunted, making Toby sigh, he'd given up a long time ago. 'I guess..' 'You guess huh? Dumbass, you failed the mission again. You are too fat to go on these kinds of missions aren't you?' '...' Tobys mind stays blank, he failed another mission like last time. How? Oh he almost got caught, thats a failed mission in his book. Last time he almost fainted while running away, its just weak.
"Toby, i wish to speak with you." Jeff and Ben grinned, thinking the young proxy is in trouble. They walked to the Slendermans office, keeping quiet. Once they're in, Slenderman closes the door.
"What do you want to speak about sir?" Toby asks, ticking.
"Before i do, how did the mission go?"
"I almost got caught." He mumbles, sighing.
"Toby, did you take your pills? You've been acting strange lately, like saying you failed a mission when you got the job done better then Timothy or Brian."
"Sir, its nothing- wait what?" Slenderman chuckles.
"They only ignore you because they're jealous. Now, away from that. You need to take your pills Toby."
"I have." He lies.
"Then why whenever i go in your mind, do i hear the voices in your head insulting you, and being there?"
"I- um. Okay fine im not taking my pills. Can i go? Im hungry."
"As long as you dont lie."
Toby leaves the room as fast as he can, yes, hes hungry, but he cant stand to look at food, it makes him queasy. He passes Masky and Hoodie on the way to the training yard, his hatchets still with him. 'Yeah, go train to burn some weight. Look at you Tobias! You're huge!'
-(Toby Pov)-
I dont reply to the voices, not noticing when i keep on destroying the training dummies, or when Masky, Hoodie and Clockwork come over. Probably to tease me. Wait, they look at me with shocked eyes, soon having a glint of mischief in em.
"Hey Toby?"
"What?"
"Wanna train? You've been mumbling to yourself an-"
"i dont need a explanation Hoodie. But sure, I'll train." 'Asshole, stop being an annoying bastard'
I ignore the voice, asking who against who.
"Hm, lets do Clockwork vs Toby." Hoodie mumbles. I nod as Clockwork gets in a stance, Masky and Hoodie stay on the sides.
"Three." I tighten my grip. "Two." I look for weaknesses on her stance. "One." She gets ready to lunge. "Go!"
She runs towards me with her knife in the air, like Jeff would do. I roll my eyes and kick her in the side. She grunts in response and grabs her knife beside her as the nicer voices start to tell me what to do, a habit.
'Backflip' i backflip to avoid her knife thrown at me, earning wide eyes, stupid newbie. 'Advantage, grab the knife and throw it high' I smirk and snatch the knife from its place on the floor and throw it at the top of a tall tree, she glares. I throw my hatchet, bearly grazing her back.
"Hah" she braggs. I sigh. 'Stupid girl', 'not wrong for a voice in my head'.
She snatches it, almost falling from the weight.
"How do you hold this thing?" She mumbles, frustrated as she finally gets the hand of it. She throws it at me, poorly might i add. She didn't use her wrist and let the arm push it instead. I kicked her in the side and tackled, ending the training session.
