@OfCrystalLakes-
▐ been MIA for a while , sorry . :’)
( anyways , y’all know what today is - gonna spend the evening watching Halloween Kills . stoked as ever !!
;; whenever you get back on here , can you drop something :0
;; jason <33
▐ will be active on my main / revamped account , ( @sinister_misfortune ) . interactions would be heavily appreciated —
( @toxicaddams ) ▐ it hasn’t come as a surprise to him , as most people did — in fact — know / of / * him . though to any normal camper , they were just stories , he being a towns’ myth . the slasher gave a curt nod in favor , hands clutching the box close to his hulking frame . a peace offering ? Jason could accept no such thing … though she seemed amiable enough .
( @toxicaddams ) ▐ dark hues peering into the box — which had been pushed his way with extended arms — the killer hadn’t appeared to react in any sort of way , perhaps to take a moment to process this strange act of generosity . calloused hands brung themselves to reach towards the strange item , the scent that came from it strangely aromatic , yet familiar . meaty digits clasped themselves around the box , accepting the gift that had been given to him . albeit , the masked murderer was visibly unsure of where to place the box , head cocked to the side in wonder , the femme unable to read his expression under the mask — … if there had been one to begin with . motioning with his hands ( given the man would not utter a word from chapped , unseen lips ) , he replied : << jason… >>
( @toxicaddams ) ▐ aaah , no worries ! :) I live for wholesome content too . — sorry for the short reply . it was certainly not my best , given I’m not exactly free at the moment . :’) ( witnessing such kind gestures bestowed onto the unkempt man had caused him to become dubious , keeping the long - distance proximity between them . the young woman was , to him , rather peculiar . it ‘s to say she had a lot of nerve to so willingly approach him — whether it was to test him had been seemingly uncertain , / he / * being hesitant towards her endeavors to coax him over .
! ▐ taking a short hiatus from Roleplay /* any &&* all interactions , given that school’s started up for me again ,, so I will be incapable of being consistent with responses despite my muse . however , I will still be active if anyone needs me for any reason .
( p.s. mb/s have been delayed . may drop a few updates in advance )
Mia Ward, a young woman who is camp counselor at the home of Jason Voorhees wandered around the Camp Crystal Lake. She is disgusted of Jason Voorhees’ story wanting to avenge his abuse and deceased mother. Mia covered in blood but not her blood but the teens’ blood.
Max sighed softly as he walked throughout the forest of Camp Crystal Lake. His girlfriend had just cheated on him and he was taking a walk to clear his head. As he walked, he couldn’t help but think that he was being watched
@OfCrystalLakes- Max waited to be struck down, but felt nothing. He looked around and saw the axe on the ground. Was he spared? Did the killer miss? What happened? Max looked around in confusion and saw the killer leaving
emerging from the depths of the tree line , an ocean of old cabins in his wake , his gaze soon fell upon the once fleeing victim . tilting his head to the side in bewilderment , the man hadn’t seemed to be running from him — but rather , / towards / * him . the act of abrupt courage was puzzling , indifferent .. yet complex to possibly differentiate from a foolish bluff . this man had seemingly wanted to die , without a doubt in the killer’s mind . shadows casted themselves onto his old , battered && * denuded mask , the face beyond it nonchalant as dark ,, lifeless hues bore down onto the pitiful man before him , the gears within his brain never ceasing , ultimately driving him to commence with any sort of act that required his physicality . with that , the revenant threw his axe down , the blade burrowing itself into the ground . turning on his heel , the monstrosity , with every ounce of his patience , retreated back into the forest from whence he came .
( @Puppet198463 ) ▐ seeing the oke hightail it back the way he came only caused the armed murderer to follow suit , his once fast - paced strides delayed ; the decaying body taking longer to regenerate itself . granted , his restlessness && * inability to cease the insatiable need to eviscerate his victims all upon a blind rage for revenge . && * all the same , it was / never / * enough . there was never an end to the tidal wave of interlopers whom would step foot upon his land , the thought itself discerning as it weighed teasingly within his embittered mind .
