Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

You Meet-Ticci Toby

I'm so sorry.... I haven't found some good internet connection until now, and it's out of order again, but I feel as if I really owe you guys. So here's an example of what I have been working on for you guys, I hope you enjoy it! (>~<)/)
Alright then. Just a quick note here.

From the number of Ticci Toby fanfics I've read, which is an alarmingly large amount, I've found that not a lot of people take Toby seriously. Ticci Toby is portrayed as a waffle-loving maniac, and while I agree his love for waffles is large, it is not the only thing that makes Toby memorable as a creepypasta.

He is considered a creepypasta, after all.

What I am trying to say, basically, is that there's going to be more...blood...and descriptive murder here. Well, more than intended, anyway.

But I hope this is worth the long wait.

Well? Read on, it's time to meet Ticci Toby.

Ticci Toby

Had there always been so many shadows on this path home? You hadn't recalled nor noticed how dark the corners of the street were until you were walking down that very sidewalk. The dark has never been a problem for you before, not that you considered yourself to be completely fearless, it was just something that you normally just placed as a detail in the background.

But now, with that fantastical lore J.C. fed you about murderers and such, the dark was not just the background, it was the only thing you saw. You growled as you fiddled with the zipper of your bag, reminding yourself to beat J.C. senseless for trying to scare you.

Maybe a couple of black eyes will teach that guy to not mess with-

Thump....thump....

Your thoughts stopped dead at the sounds. How could you not, with how creepy the setting had become to you, let loose a thin but sure string of panic? Those sounds...

You kept walking, just a little faster this time. The sounds continued, just going a little faster.

The same change of pace, so someone was following you. Not many people would be out at this time of night, especially when everything gets this dark so quickly. You brushed it off, however, it's not like you're the only person in town to work at this time. If you just left this person alone, then they will leave you alone.

That wasn't the case, though.

"Hey, little girl."

Little girl? You ignored the voice, you were sure that this person wasn't even speaking to you, you were certainly not a little girl, so you just continued walking. Though, you could not deny that you felt rather uneasy.

Thump, thump, thump!

You suddenly felt something on your shoulder, and this time, you could obviously not ignore it, you looked back, instinctively aiming your elbow into the stomach of whoever just touched you.

You met your target, making the person groan and let go of your shoulder, you turned back fully, wanting to see the person who was following you. This action, you later thought, was probably the worst decision you made in your life.

Four. Four men. You had never known of any groups who went around at night, but you did know this wasn't the best situation to be in. A young lady, walking alone at night, it was just like a scene in a movie, except this wasn't a movie at all. A blonde pony-tailed guy with a navy-blue jacket stood at the front of the little group.