Jordan a.k.a. W1P30UT's post

OK, by now we know the drill with RPG's. Your character is at Camp Crystal Lake, to see if the legend is real. Of course, Jason get's involved, but no-one is going to actually BE him. As with most slasher/horrors, your character must be in the teen area, and will probably be killed.

Young people:

There will be blood and scary bits, so you have been warned...

Name: Miles Connor

Age: 19

Sex: Male

About:

Miles was a quiet lad who lived in Crystal Lake. One night, a hockey-mask wearing killer butchered his parents while he was at a friends, and Miles has been intent on killing him ever since. His teen friends want to stay at the camp nearby to see if Jason is still here, after all these years.

Story:

"Why aren't they here?" Miles sat on a log. His friends hadn't showed up. He knew it.

Then, he heard a sound from the trees behind him. It sounded like a voice.

"Chh-chh-chh-haa-haa-haa" The sound kept repeating itself. Over and over. Then, a blade protruded from above him. Miles leapt to the ground, catching glimpse of the hulking figure above him. He was a dishevelled, decaying, horrific figure of a man, with a hockey mask covering his face. He had an old, rotten olive shirt on and mouldy old jeans. He was holding a hunting knife. he brought the blade down and missed. Then, Miles ran into the forest. He kept running, faster and faster. The figure was getting further away, fading in the trees. Miles turned back, and saw that the killer had dissapeared. He kept running, and tripped over a log. He landed, smashing his head into the ground.

He woke up, and sat up. He saw headlights near the camp entrance. He hadn't ran that far, but it felt like it. There was no sign of Jason. Was it a dream he though real? Maybe. He ran over to them. There they were, the whole gang.

Good luck!

Jordan a.k.a. W1P30UT's post

Anybody?

Name: Elcrone

Age: 19

Gender: Male

About:

Elcrone has been into Martial Arts for as long as he could remember. He was skilled at using a sword and guns, and had been in many tornaments where he won. He then became a bounty hunter to bring in killers, theives, and other scum.

Skills: Sword Master, Gun Master

Elcrone had just driven into the Crystal Lake camp and got out of his car. He walked up to a lighted Shack and found the owner inside. But the owner seemed to be asleep. Elcrone tried everything to get him to wake up, but nothing worked. He then shook his arm to wake him up, untill his head fell off, rolling across the floor.

Elcrone went out side and hurled all over the ground. He stood up straight and heard a noise behind him. He turned around and found himself looking at a figure in the alley between the two huts, and he was holding something. Elcrone looked at what he was holding and found that it was dripping with something.

Elcrone ran to his car and pulled out his guns.

"Stay right there," no response.

The figure began to move into the light and Elcrone saw that he had a hockey mask over his face and that the thing he was holding was a Machati dripping blood.

"Freeze!" yelled Elcrone, but the figure continued to move towards him. Elcrone shot three rounds into this guy, but he didn't fall down. Elcrone then got into his car and just before he drove away, the sword had come down on his windshield, leaving the winshield cracked.

Elcrone drove down the road. Suudenlt, in front of him, a figure ran across the road. Elcrone swerved to miss him and hit a nearby tree.

Edited December 21, 200619 yr by Demon_Knight69

I haven't seen Jordon here in quite sometime. And I forgot his email