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Jeff the killer.
Male/United States
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July 7
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Hell's inside your head.
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((Hello, this is the new mod!~ I'm ~rainbowBLARGH, but the original mod was/is *AsneakyQ-Tip. This is me trying to be as canon as I possibly can, I've read and re-read his creepypasta for his insane side's personality. He won't go killing you right away until you trigger something, which could be anything. And he will snap at the drop of a hat, so be careful. ^^ ))
(( I hate to really do this, but, ehh...I really want some crit on it, and no-one's really said anything harsh or praising towards it. I'm an occasional writer anting to improve, and I'd really appreciate it if you gave it a look-see. [link] ))
A 10 year old vampire girl sat on the curbe. Blood dripping from her mouth as she cried and shook from scared and coldness. She began to punch and kick the air.
The young killer walked along unsuspectingly, his gait caught between feral and childish, as usual. He was muttering slightly to himself in animated little voices. Jeff had no idea of the dog.
A little girl that looked about the age of four was walking down the street all alone.She seemed tired and sad. ((I'm on a break from homework sooo...XD))
Jeff sat quietly crouched in a neighbor's bush. His black-rimmed, bloodshot eyes scanned all that was around him in search for a 'playmate', when he unexpectedly sighted a child...wandering alone. With careful, animistic moves, he giggled a little to himself, following her at length, behind trees and shrubs around houses.
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