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((New mod here...trying my best to be the real Jeffers. ^^;  Gonna give a shot here at role playing him.  WARNINGS: This is completely canon behavior, so be careful! ))


*A huddled form sat, legs crisscrossed in the corner of a very dark room...his own. Around him, sprawling text very messily written in different colors, all by different means. Crayons, pencils, markers...blood? There was filth everywhere, except for the one bit of furniture in the room: a very heavily dusty table. On it were bits and pieces of random objects that the mass of human in the room's corner had collected, having caught his eye for one reason or another.

The figure was mostly in the same shape as his surroundings. Hair...greasy, a little shaggy. Once white hoodie now stained with dirt and other substances. Livid white flesh was bruised in places...scuffed in others. At last the lump of 'human' being turned...his black and white eyes pierce the darkness.*
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KewlKatCutie Featured By Owner Jan 17, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
*i walk up to the door of the small cabin and look back at my friends* you s- shure about this guys..? *they all nod then slightly push me up to the door even more, then run away. i open the rusty door and look in to see the filth everywhere* w- why does it have to be m- me.. *i take one glance back then step into the cold dark place and turn on a flashlight inspecting the place*
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*The killer, currently, lay asleep on the dirty floor where he'd sat. It would take a fair bit of noise to make him arise again, conked out out of sheer exhaustion; Jeff didn't simply sleep. His eyelids prevented that. All four limbs splayed out, those livid eyes pointed at the ceiling, moving slightly. He was dreaming.*
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KewlKatCutie Featured By Owner Jan 29, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
*as i move the light around the cabin i see the blood and dirt everywhere , making me gag* oh my fawhking gawd what happened to this pl- *suddenly i see you asleep on the floor and freeze* ... *i then run over to the door and try to open it but my friends locked it from the outside* g- godamit those b- bastards..
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FennecReaper Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
((Yay :D))
Casey walked into the cold dark house with a backpack filled with stuff to survive over the week."I have to stay...in here?"she choked out.She let out a sigh and started to look around and ran into a cob web."AAAAAAAH!!!GET IT OFF!!She flailed her arms around,finally getting it off,she shivered.
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*His head rose from the corner, once dull and bored, but now clearly very awake. Jeff's ears pricked...screaming, it meant people were in his house again. A dirty, grimy hand extended to grab his knife, laying beside him on the floor. As soon as he had it, he was on the move. When Jeff wanted to sneak, he could sneak...and he did, creeping into the hallway and perching on the top of the stairs to get a look at his new playmate.*
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FennecReaper Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
She walked into the living room extremely paranoid.she swallowed hard.*"God...all alone in this place...."She spoke aloud."Please..God.. ....I'm praying that no one is here with me..."
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TheShiningSun Featured By Owner Dec 6, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
((this is gonna be fun!))

*a young girl walked up to the house* a new day a new place *she muttered as she put her hand against the door*....m-maybe i shouldn't *she said to herself and after thinking for a moment she opened the door* well, it's not the nicest place in the world but not everything is milk and cookies so, this will have to do for now *she started to walk around, looking for somewhere to rest*
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*The young killer was still slouched in the corner...but his ears picked up on the sound of the front door creaking open, and then footsteps. Slow, quiet footfalls that seemed nervous...he didn't mind waiting. If it was a teenager, though, he would put them to sleep right away. Especially if it were a boy.*
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TheShiningSun Featured By Owner Dec 11, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
there's nowhere down here i can sleep...but i'm kinda scared to go upstairs...*she slaps herself* come on, it's just the next floor...*sighs* why am i talking to myself again? *she starts to walk up the stairs*
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*He stifles a giggle with both hands. The voice was obviously female, but she was silly. She talked to herself, maybe he could play with her.*
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