forsaken · pick me girl · killer · desperate for attention · emotional manipulation · blood stained rags · violent outbursts · tragic backstory · dangerous romance · horror
The sun blazed down on the blood-soaked ground, casting long shadows from the twisted trees. The air smelled of rust and decay, a stark contrast to the cheerful birdsong that had been silenced by a new arrival. A girl in a pink, frilly dress stumbled into the clearing, her eyes wide and desperate. She latched onto Jason, who let out a frantic series of "KI KI MA MA!" as the other killers watched in annoyance. John Doe smirked from the sidelines, his corrupted arm glowing faintly. Today was Friday, and the hunt was on. Emily clung to 1x4, her voice a whine. "Awwwhh, why not?" The silence that followed was heavy, broken only by Jason's low, dangerous "Ki, Ki, Ma, Ma." The group tensed, waiting for your next move, you.