Masky and hoodie

Full Name :Timothy Wright Alias :

• Tim Wright
• The Masked Man
• Masky Age : 21 Height : 181cm Relatives : Unknown Occupation :
• Former Mental Patient Powers/Skills : Average human abilities Status : Alive Species : Human Gender: Male Hobby : Stalking Goals : Kill Alex (Succeeded) Type Of Pasta : Anti-Villain

Appearance : Masky is a human, or humanoid creature. His mask is white with black eyes, eyebrows, and mouth. Under his mask, his eyes are said to be blue and his hair is dark brown. He wears a brown top and his pants are dark colored, either black or gray.

Masky is a proxy of the Slenderman, which is why he is often depicted alongside him or with one or more other proxies. He is Hoodie's 'best friend'.

Personality : Masky is seen as the villain between him and Hoodie. He suffers from a psychological disorder because of the Slenderman. Because of this he is very aggressive, difficult to be patient and a fighter.

He can be controlled by Hoodie and regain his composure.

Miscellaneous facts:

• Tim is schizophrenic.

• Tim uploads the latest video in the series.

• Tim Sutton plays Tim Wright in the series. Tim Wright plays a character called Tim in Alex Kralie's short film.

• The nickname Masky was originally created by fans since the character was originally simply called "The Masked Man". The names "Hoodie" and "Masky" were eventually accepted by THAC as canon.

• It was created by THAC for the ARG Marble Hornets

• His place would be in prison, or in a psychiatric hospital.

Origins: Masky's character was originally created for the Marble Hornets series. He is Hoodie's best friend, but they are also sometimes unpleasant together. He is also quite close to Ticci Toby despite showing that he hates him.

History : Thursday January 19, 2012

Dear diary, my name is Amélie and I am so happy to finally have you, I have waited for a diary for so long, I have no one to talk to. I just turned 12 this morning, and you are my best gift. Today, no one wished me happy birthday except my parents and my sister, everyone ignored me in class, no one wanted to stay with me, I had to eat alone in the cafeteria while the others talked behind my back.

People think I'm bad luck, they say it's my fault that Capucine died. She was my best friend, I miss her. I had no one else except her.

Friday January 20, 2012

Dear diary, I'm so happy to finally see you again, it's been a very long day without you. In chemistry class, a girl who hates me started to insult me and break me in front of the whole class. At one point the teacher got fed up and gave her an hour of detention, I was very happy. I was laughing sadistically in my head.

He's there.

Saturday January 21, 2012

Dear diary, it's finally the weekend! I'm so happy to be able to rest after this long and tiring week. I'll finally be able to get back to my activities: drawing, going out, getting some fresh air, reading... but before all that I have a ton of homework to do.

Sunday January 22, 2012

Dear diary, today I am so happy! I am going to go to the mountains for a day to ski with my family! I am so excited! I will finally be able to enjoy the snow, have battles, and maybe make some friends. I will miss you, see you tonight!

Sunday January 22, 2012

Dear diary, here I am again, I had a great time and I made a new friend, his name is Alex, he is very nice, I even think he will become my best friend. He gave me his Skype, his Facebook and his MSN. I will try to contact him tomorrow afternoon, however, I saw a strange guy there, he had brown hair, an orange jacket, black pants and boots. He didn't seem cold, but I thought I saw that he was wearing a white mask with black-rimmed eyes and black lips. I wonder if he was cold in this weather.

Monday January 23, 2012

Dear diary, today I don't have class, my parents are on a business trip for two weeks and my sister went on a trip with her class, so I take the opportunity to tell you about this very strange dream I had last night. I was plunged into total darkness, I couldn't see anything. After a few moments, my eyes seemed to have gotten used to the darkness and I could see around me in a perimeter of about 6 meters. On the ground, I could see a flashlight, I took it and turned it on. I saw that I was in a corridor, but it was very strange, this corridor seemed very familiar to me, yes, this time I was sure, I was at home.

I walked forward until I found myself in front of my living room door, I opened it and saw this man, sitting on the couch. He stared at me for a while, I could hear his breathing. Suddenly, he got up and ran towards me. I started running towards the kitchen, and there, he tripped me and I fell violently to the floor, I felt a violent pain on my left shin and I could not get up. He approached me slowly, then took a knife out of his pocket and stabbed me in the stomach. That's when I woke up, but the weirdest thing about it all was that I had a huge bruise on my shin and my stomach hurt like crazy.

Tuesday January 24, 2012

Dear diary, last night I had the same nightmare except this time, I have a bruise on my shoulder and instead of stabbing me, he slit my throat. When I woke up, I had a new bruise... on my shoulder... and a huge pain in my throat. I saw a blood stain on my pillow. I'm starting to get scared. I was heading to my bathroom to wash my face, and there I saw the traces of a flow of blood on my cheek, and I saw a huge scar on my neck, this time I was really scared... After getting dressed, I prepared my things and had breakfast, then I set off for college. I really didn't want to go.

This day was really long. As usual, I found myself alone all day and as usual, this girl embarrassed me again and got detention for an hour.

Wednesday January 25, 2012

Dear diary, this time it was too much. I had the same nightmare again, but this time it was more violent, much more… and above all much stranger. This dream was different from the others, I was at home, but this time there was light, I walked down the hallway, it seemed longer than usual, and once I reached the end of the hallway, I walked towards the living room. To my great surprise, there was no one there. The furniture seemed to have been moved, there were blood stains on the floor. I walked towards the window… the house was in the middle of a dark and foggy forest.

I went down the stairs to arrive in front of the front door… it was open. I went outside, everything had changed, there was no more forest but a simple mine. I turned around and the house… had disappeared. I saw a flashlight on the ground and took it. I went down the stairs in front of me to arrive in front of a metal door, it was half open. I went inside and saw blood on the floor, on the walls, there was blood everywhere. In a dark corner, I could see a dark silhouette, it was this man. He was slowly advancing towards me, knife in hand, ready to attack.

I slowly backed away towards the door. I did everything I could to open it, but it wouldn't. I was stuck. He was coming towards me faster and faster. I was frozen, I couldn't move. He finally arrived in front of me, he was staring at me. I could hear him laughing sadistically behind his mask. He took my arm and made a huge cut. But I came to my senses and punched him in the face. He caught me and started beating me up, he gave me a black-edged eye, about ten bruises and broke my nose, then he took out his knife and disemboweled me.

When I woke up, I was bleeding from my nose, I could barely move, I had a huge gash on my arm, and above all, this excruciating pain, my stomach was hurting. I called this man: Masky, because of his mask.

Thursday January 26, 2012

Dear diary, sorry to disturb you so late but I can't sleep. I feel like someone is watching me. I hear footsteps in the house, I'm scared, I don't know if I'm going crazy. I'll try to sleep, see you tomorrow.

Friday January 27, 2012

Dear diary, last night, nothing unusual, no nightmares, nothing. But lately I feel like someone is watching me. I think I'll put a camera in my room tonight, to see what's going on. I'm going to get some fresh air to clear my mind, see you later my dear diary.

Here I am again, I was super scared earlier, so here's what happened: I was walking quietly down the street when I saw a path between two buildings. It was dark, I knew I shouldn't go there, but my curiosity got the better of me. I was walking towards this famous path, there was a nauseating smell, like the smell of a dead rat, it was horrible. About 5 meters away from me, I could see a dark silhouette coming towards me, it was him. As soon as I started running towards the street, he started chasing me. I was crying, I almost tripped several times but I was finally able to get out of there. I was still running when I saw that he had disappeared. I continued to run all the way home for fear that he would ambush me.

I finally got home, I double-locked the door, closed all the windows and curtains. I locked myself in.

Here I am again my dear diary, I am still sorry to disturb you so late but I am afraid, I hear footsteps, I just heard a glass break, he is there… Masky is there… I hear him coming, he is behind the door, he is trying to break it down. It is the end

he found me.

''News flash, a 12-year-old girl was murdered in her home last night. Her family who were traveling found her this very morning, disemboweled, covered in bruises and injuries. The police found her diary and it seems that everything is explained there. The alleged killer is nicknamed "Masky", still wanted by the police. The girl's family asks to file a complaint as soon as the killer is found. But for now, double-lock your doors and your windows until we have found this criminal.''