I said I would never play Slender again. And I meant that, or at least I thought I did. But here I am once again sitting in front of a computer monitor ready to get the crap scared out of me.
Why? Well, I think it all comes down to how much I hate myself.
It was late, around 10:30 PM. I was talking to Evan about… I can’t really remember what, but we were watching the Persona 4 Anime so it was probably something along those lines – you know, truth and all that jazz. Somehow I found myself on the Slender: The Arrival webpage (most of me wants to blame Kyle Lock for telling me this even existed). I was curious what they could change and how they could twist the concept of the Slender game to make it even scarier.
So, naturally I plopped down $5 on the pre-order and said, “Fuck it, let’s shoot a video or something.” It was around 11:30 we finally started recording that video. My hands were shaking, my voice was beginning to studder; I knew what I was in for and I was not excited. What follows is the 33 minute video of me attempting to collect eight random bullshit pages so that I could get eaten by a tall, pale asshole.
Note: For some reason my audio is quieter than Evan and Kyle. You can still hear everything that goes on, but that’s an issue on my part because Fraps recorded in a weird way. Sorry.
For your enjoyment.