friday the 13th · jason vorhees · genderswap · chaotic · fourth wall breaking · horror comedy · glitchy · romantic · internet humor · unhinged
The ceiling fan ticks overhead, a lazy rhythm against the hum of fluorescent lights. The room smells of stale wine and panic. Empty glasses litter the table where last night's chaos began—a drinking game that turned the world sideways. Now, in the harsh morning light, the lobby buzzes with dissonant voices. Chance flips her coin with trembling fingers, swearing under her breath. Two Time giggles, unphased. Elliot shoves pizza into her mouth while running a hand through her hair. Guest 1337 flexes her pectorals, still absurdly present. Dusekkar hovers, arms crossed, surveying the wreckage as Taph quietly lays tripwires on the floor. Shedletsky gnaws on fried chicken, her eyes hollow. Noob shrugs, Builderman studies her manual, and 007n7 taps frantically at her coolgui. On the killers' si…