#chad's choo choo

[michaellangdonswhore]

Hi, I just saw you poste so here I am? maybe an ethan landry x reader who is smiliar to stu (Personality wise?) you can choos reader gender. like the act 3 there it reaveld that ethan is one of the ghostface and reader is quite sad/grumpy cause they like him and know he is a killer. "Man, I really wanna date you ):, but i cant cause rules of friendship, like you wanna kill my friends.... " I am sorry if this is not very specific but do what you wanna with it :)

warnings: like none this is just a blurb. prob bad I wrote this so quick and I don't feel like proofreading because I want to write something else. xoxo

word count: 1.6k

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There's three of them and there's three of you. You stand with your friends, Tara and Sam, severally injured. Detective Bailey was standing with a gun pointed towards you with two masked killers standing next to him.

"You?" Tara scoffs.

"Yeah, of course me," Bailey shrugs. "Frankly I expected more from you after what you did to us."

"Us?" You repeat.

The person next to him begins to take off his mask, revealing a smily familiar figure beneath.

You scoff, because out of all of your friends, you genuinely didn't believe it was him. Sure, everyone joked about it, but he was... he just seemed to innocent. Ethan seemed so vanilla.

Also, you liked him, so you were a firm Ethan defender. No matter how many times you were told to trust no one; especially Ethan after Anika was murdered, you did.

You just couldn't believe it. Ethan- who you had confided in, cried to, almost made out with had pretty much, quite literally, stabbed you in the back.

"Mindy was right. It was easy to juke the roommate lottery," He spoke, so confidently, which was so unlike him.

This really hurt- in many different ways. You actually thought you knew him and understood him. You had never seen this person before.

"I mean all I had to do to meet you was room with a conceited, condensing alpha literally named Chad. Fuck, it felt good to kill him!"

He presents his mask.

"This was your grandmothers, Sam. Nancy Loomis? Really runs in your fucking family, doesn't it? Speaking of family..."

"Wait for it..."

"My name's not Ethan Landry!" He says excitedly. "Is it, dad?"

Well, isn't he just full of surprises.

"Dad?" Tara scoffs.

"Well then that just leaves..." Sam looks at the only one unmasked. "Mindy?"

Luckily, it's not.

"Hey, roomie," Quinn says. "You didn't see that one coming, did you?"

"Well, yeah, we all thought you were dead," You scoff. You turn to Tara and Sam. "That's one way to get off the suspect list. Creative, I must say."

"Yeah, you'd be amazed what a grieving father could get away with." Bailey says.

Ethan's staring you down with a hungry look in his eyes. It was all a game to him.

You can't help but actually roll your eyes in the situation. The audacity you have. This ends with all out hell breaking loose-

Quinn slices deep into your arm with her knife and Bailey starts laughing.

"You stay the fuck away from her!" Tara yells as you stumble back, beginning to look for an exit plan.

This was not how it was supposed to go.

Why couldn't it have been someone else? Anyone but him? You just felt so stupid.

"What is this?" You ask them all, specifically Ethan. "You did this as a family?"

"She should know better than anyone," Ethan shoots a dagger at Sam.

"I don't know what you believe, but I didn't commit the murders at Woodsboro!" Sam groans, sick of explaining the same thing over and over again.

"We know that. What do you think this is? You think this is based on some bullshit conspiracy theory? Bailey scoffs. He gives Sam a pitiful look. "Come on. Who do you think started those rumors in the first place?"

Quinn raises her hand and laughs, "Do you know how easy it was to turn Sam from the hero of Woodsboro into the villain? How easy it was to convince the world to believe the worst in people rather than the best?"

"It's not enough to just kill someone these days," Ethan adds, "You have to assassinate their character first. So when dad here discovers your horribly mutilated bodies, posed with Sam wearing her father's mask, he'll say some poor dumb bastard read on the internet that you're the real ghost face and took matters into their own deluded hands."

"It's the perfect alibi!" Bailey chuckles. "And all the best lies are based on truth."

He points to Sam, "You're a killer. Just like your father."

"No, I'm not!" She yells back.

"Yes you are, motherfucker, you killed our brother!" Quinn screams.

"What are you talking about?"

Great. Another surprise.

So, Ethan's a killer. Quinn's not dead. And their brother was the last ghost face. Great.

"You told us your brother died in a car accident," You shoot daggers at Ethan.

"No, you sweet dumb thing. He died at Woodsboro."

He's pointing his knife up, using it to make a point.

"You're Richie's family?" Sam looks distraught.

"Yeah," Bailey nods.

There's an awkward moment of silence, interrupted by Ethan stabbing Sam in the chest and filling the room with laughter.

"She's finally starting to get it!" He exclaims.

"Have I been a perfect dad? No. Have I maybe over indulged in Richie's interests in these movies? Yeah. He even made a few of his own. There's a very special bond between a father and his first son."

"Ouch." You look over at Ethan, impulsively. "That's gotta sting."

You take another small cut to the shoulder from Quinn. You couldn't tell why she wouldn't just kill you right then and there; it would certainly get the point across.

"What?" You look offended- almost as if you weren't meaning to be offensive. You look back up at Bailey. "And just because you sucked at raising your kid doesn't mean you get to take it out on... literally children."

"Yeah, well I think we're a little past that point now," Bailey sighs.

You open up your mouth, gaining your voice back before Quinn nips at you again, causing nothing but a wince to escape your throat. She's warning you for interrupting.

"I built a tribute to my son," Bailey continues. "This is where you have to die, Sam. Because everyone dies, Sam!"

He's beginning to rile up, pointing his gun at her now.

"Everyone that had to do with the death of my son has to die." He says. "Put on the mask."

"He was a man baby." Sam smirks. "He made his girlfriend do all the killing for him."

Quinn begins to charge at her, but Tara manages to knock her away, and that's when Kirby decides to wake up and shoot Bailey to the ground. Ethan then tackles her, stabbing her harshly in the abdomen in the process.

You act swiftly, taking a nearby brick on the floor at charge at him, slamming the brick into his head and knocking him off of Kirby.

The knife is still in her stomach, you and Ethan fighting each other on the floor in the corner while everyone else does their thing. You notice Sam and Tara climbing somewhere out of the corner of your eye. You want to get to them, but this might be the last time you can ever have your hands on him again.

It's almost if he's not fighting back, though; and it's like you're not fighting hard enough. It's like you're scolding him, like a wife hitting her husband with a dish towel for not liking the food. Except it's with a brick in your hands.

And he's laughing at you while you're doing this, knows that you couldn't possibly hurt him.

"Stop."

"Stop what?" He smirks. "You're the one hitting me with a brick."

"Stop laughing!" You groan. "This isn't funny."

You hit him a little harder.

"Ow!" He grabs his arm. He rolls his eyes and walks back to Kirby. "Where's my knife?"

As he retrieves it, you hear a gunshot and then see Tara swinging off the balcony, being held up by Sam. Ethan has his knife now, and he's swinging at Tara.

This is your moment to act again; you charge at him once more, bringing him to the ground. Not to your surprise, he overpowers you and is now holding you tight, knife pointed at your neck to ensure that you don't move. Bailey's gun is aimed at Tara, but now switching between the both of you.

"Take care of her, Ethan," Bailey says, aggravated that this is taking so long.

He nods, dragging you into the corner of the room; and then into a separate room. You're trying to fight back, kicking and digging your nails into his skin.

You know he won't kill you. He would've already.

Once you're alone, completely alone, he loses his grips. However, he's still holding tight enough to prevent you from moving anywhere.

It's silent for a moment. Neither one of you are talking.

"If I wasn't like this..." He begins. "If I didn't do this-"

"What?" You ask. "Would I have considered being with you?"

He awkwardly blushes. What a time to blush.

"You always did read me so well."

"Clearly not well enough." You groan and roll you eyes, escaping his grasp and pushing him off of you. You're not fighting him, and he's not trying to fight you, but you are keeping your guard up in case he decides to attack.

But he won't.

"So?"

"How can you expect me to answer that?" You question. "Like yeah, I would've loved to date you, but you're kind of trying to kill my friends and me. So, I don't really think the whole relationship thing would work out."

He sighs.

"I should've asked you out sooner," He says after a moment of silence.

"Yeah, you really should've." You snap back.

It's weird. This is the Ethan you knew. It's like he's back. Ghostface or not, your dynamic hasn't changed.

Your brief moment of peace was interrupted quickly though with another gunshot. This freed you of your delusion- that he was this normal guy.

Freed from his grasp, you ran back to the main room to find your friends perfectly fine. Both Quinn and Bailey basically looked dead, and Sam was in the Ghostface robes. You figured some sort of poetic justice had occurred.

But now it's three against one, and there's nothing you could do to save him.

[kylefletchersgf]

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[satancopilotsmytardis]

There this sound on tiktok I can’t get out of my head and now for these lines I’m trying to figure out which is Dabi and which is Shigaraki

SJ: Rebecca, you are the prettiest girl in Brooklyn.

Rebecca: Thank you Sir Jeffers.

SJ: Will you accompany me to-the-mysterious wedding today?

Rebecca: … Nnno.

SJ: But-But, Rebecca, I love you!

Rebecca: I love you too. I LOOOOVVVMM YOU!

SJ: Marry me Rebecca!

Rebecca: ...No

SJ: WHY!?

Rebecca: I…I don't love you! Woopsies~!

SJ: REBECCAAAAAAA!*choo*

Rebecca: I am in love with another

SJ: Who is this maaan!?

Rebecca: He…is…you

SJ: *happy gasp*

Rebecca: I love you!

SJ: Marry me Rebecca!

Rebecca: …Nno

SJ: REBECCAAAAA!

Rebecca: I am in love with your brother.

SJ: CHAD!? I'll kill him when I find him!

Chad: OR he will find…you!

Rebecca and SJ: Chad!?

Chad: The mysterious wedding has been our wedding all along. Rebecca and I are getting wed at the wedding today! YOU are not invited! Will you be my best man?

SJ: Of course, brother…I hate you so much.

Chad: Goodbye brother! I'll see you at the bachelor party!

Rebecca: Goodbye, Sir Jeffers! I will always love you!

SJ(whispering): Rebecca

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[fkyumerica]

they tried to make me a garbage mexican

how fast do they swing

that time together

then theyre in at the bar

back is the queers, right front more bisexuals when they  it, families on left

and queers, any age i am their age hi

and sex too whoa were the same

and when the boy stomped off stage they went right and attacked to left

no and me

1:40

notice the crows at the right after

nuts crowd

strongerrr

she was the gayest wife

i dont want her i want to take care of the kids

then them gay

i will take care of you all

when they invaded

it never happened yet

at us

gays around us

then insane since

them

and no its you

to all of them

i mean they outnumbered us

by 10s

each family

holy crap you do what you want

and one says it

each fucking time

where do they attack

with a young one

or shes it

saw one

gay eyed through window to another queer

mom

mexicans their pedophile kids

stayed short for it

and dumped mom

hey dad

if a female is going

and shes always in the car

i gay let it out

shit

come in

and cum smell in the doorway of a house

and shit cum in doorway of a hut

and underground, leeches

in cum

oh no!

it was really dirty songs and was them

put it in her ass

always singing it

whoa

and them too their sons

keyboard

my cock feed her

rooster

the blow up doll was it

and i want her

their fuckign dream date

any height

kid

one word

nemo

shake

why

he was vince mcmahons dad

then mary

what

her mom is his thing in the video

he said

and he is james corbin

how old too wtf

50 when they had them

then 65

mary

inbred

to him

they kept having a gay island and she come over and hop

i sit down and have another one

same outfit

shit on ass

looked like shorts with the hair

tutu

men had boxers

of shit

and hair

and a smoke line right

coming out but being in the woods

island

it made one haha

bed

sprout

wee

water bed store

then shopping complex

then

to mexican store

lincoln park

by fort st

fake the rest

their family did it

kept building too

and if his dad sees dirt near houses

he road paves it all together

saying he can come in and fuck them all

scare crow

disney world

gayy

charles lee ray again

whoa

we inbred too

let him do what he likes

they are all that

and his family

the rest

sank

and might of got together by now

who who

and a group together

are inbreds

mated before marilyn manson

crypto

even at 5

and pedophiles

blow her up

dress on her

i wanna see the gay

john wayne gacy

oh no

their spook

micky and minnie scared

that was it

dope

tko in dope water

and

black again

shit on them

Thu 7:28 PM

he stole the deed, that shit was made up then too, paper work

my dad ddid

owns the place

one beer fight

wtf

who gets jo

weird shit

come on down

they were

older

than greg

it is fucking weird

90000 hockey players nodding after i said something

again

cooters

again

jimmy was rickys dad and looked really fucking gay

it was jos family

what is he looking at

agnes the insane bitch

angela see i told ya

penny sent her at me

no do it to penny she had kids

cut off my hair instead

penny married gay

i didnt

and she went insane

agnes did

at soccer

i dunno what this is

the back of my hair was cut off

4th grade photo

new dyke style

and kept doing it to everyone

then it was all women gay talking like space ghost

brak show

and

mantis

cells family

dbz

ryan/chad/android 17/marilyn manson

yea do it

wtf

he was messing around with posh spice

sit down

we can make school happen

he could of been alix's dad with cheryl

police officer instead of biker

and choo choo the son needs to hook his caboose onto them and go with them after

and make it it again

mexican

kill out and destroy lincoln park housing

and the wild

then

missle blow up house party all the big housing things

kane

that plan went better then too

and here toot toot i dunno boats

youre gonna let kevin live?

said he is his dad

cowboy boots

they killed trunks instead

of dikes

and their family

inbred cell

of the area

cut open angela with the scissors

after grabbing her

she is my mom carrie said she wanted to marry her

carrie is any gay

it was retard talk

call

and they would always go over to it

what you say

if they didnt do it to me they did it to her

cut off her hair

and she hid had a kid

with her mom went gay with her mom was in the truck too

is erin burna

tried to hide around me in a video

nooo

we found another mallory

and jim

chris

your gay free daughter heather

is dead

4:25

and keri ann

diner gal

no you dont serve us

she said we can fuck her boyfriend next

not together

fuck

then they live next door

giving birth now told us to do it i wont stop

retard cant be raised either

bad generation

they all die

and they mate again too their parentss

and in house bar she did it

filled america

wtf eww

norman rockwell painting

holidays

work em too

did not shut up either

anywhere

with all of them

invading

everywhere since

and the crowd behind her only the blacks are her family

they bleached her oh they want her this hot shit

what is it

didnt know either

that many

they sprayed after

to look like her

woops

you are kidding

new kids group huh

no

they will be nicer

no

and cant walk in

no

they didnt have a key either

he fucked up

when i get knocked out i give it away

-trunks

fell down in love to fuck it from the back he's gay and they monkey shriek say it

that her husband

yea a jim

i wore freds hair, he was dead too

live aid woodstock, watched his dad die, his hair fell and curled

then his family saw it in my mouth

and cried

well lets do hers

meant sex

stephanie mcmahon was selena

i got her to sit front row

and shot her

keep asking me for more the guy said

her dad

and the guy with the camera in the daughter photo

is him

yea get hot baby

her entire life

gwen stefani

named her to shoot her in prison

didnt care

do it

to blow up the rest

then in boats

with their dad again

dead

ghost

that was the boat before black

you keep getting prettier then bleach them

then

get to be alone

with him

who

loved you the most

say it or

leave

keeps getting darker each generation

she dated

and goes with

in a car

every time

is this

no

yes yes yes

to more drugs after

and angela got cut

to

fool you too

leon

where

and before the boat inbreed

do weirder shit

then bleach

show it

wont die

gwen stefani

jewels

everything

then leave

without the tounge ring

fill it fill it i dunno feed her

fake ass fat suit

whose he

leave

leave it too

fat suit

is it he

it smells like piss

they are all outside for this to happen again

she got out of the cars

18 of her

and are pissing themselves

making this moment happen again

at gas stations

outside

then car ride

to the next to the next to the next

to get together

and have to have a child together now

and raise it with them

to import

alcohol

and reign supremee some day

said it

i might sell this soem day with a truck

and i dont care

and have 800 kids that defy 1,000

and this when the infants meet and are born too

baboo said no

one

and men come out

yea

no no no look out

pass the boat over

gravy

we're leaving

hot

gotta fuck outside again

fora child and money from her

we made it up

we screaming won something

into the mouth of the other women too

she is screaming

to hide it

another piercing

abortion

in her ass

this time

to shake the cheeks

going gay made hotter shit for them to do apparently

now all learn it

is this all the demon shit was

india

go around again

inbreed

then back

up

try and live

and do it again everyday till you look pissed off

and forget

do drugs to forget

and the new wives hot

and leave with drugs this time

then steal next

jessica

for who

leave him outside

it happened people

living in cars

boats

train rides

gay

they did it

filder basket

money

expected a punch

choke slam

she got lipo

fred died

shaved head

the rock

is her

and she gay put a lot to sleep

angela

we are kids now

what

got em drunk

dad live

wtf whoa

all i do is find sean again or something

and i dunno ryan eat

Thu 8:25 PM

tell me when there is wrestling again

with the older stars

and i will go

i dont remember how

Thu 8:40 PM

shit came off the ground again

they kept pumping their own fetus in them and they were the men

giants

to stand up still

and awake

last one had to live with people

carol

women still went and loved them

and gave up everyone

older age and inbre

d

crypto

were it

guys go on fours after they do drugs

the pebble said it

gave shirts to who

i dunno dons

names of women who would walk in bikini, under wear, and naked, and fuck in the woods then too names were taken down, this is one of their sons

were wild woo i can do what i want

i fuck up your life

i would show you her too

his mom is black

they went white then

would put his dick in his dad

and id unno on the ground

some are white

Thu 9:08 PM

those stomach guys

stare and they say see she he uses its power to live

off dope now

got up

now go attack

sasquatch shit

and the old

their inbred family

so they get up and forget

those guys huge guts

and those gwen stefanis hand them guns

they gave them their hair done

free college to the old

then they go right

our kids had kids then

4ft didnt leave him

constant head

oral

looked 16 tight

right

no 7

chad

said

was 18

then

problem? and him too

paul

lets ssteal the church too and all the money

his dad sting was proud

and smaller

cane

kane

fake football and all

leon was his wifes dad, ryans wife

and

gay here too

your dad too right

then no

we dont date

what about me adn my dad

and they said they stole it all for everything in their families

houses

food

wtf yea us alive

and we dont care how you raise us were people too

and yea he can jizz it out

where ever

glossom

Thu 10:23 PM

lh3.googleusercontent.com

oh hell yea

1:06 PM

shoot the dogs

mick foley

i shot 120,000 beagles in one day

and abbies

are you bringing them over

they ruined the houses

shit in the basement

bodies too didnt throw in truck when it was there

and stole too

fake judge

flooded with shit

black mold

appliances still plugged in

and electricity s

why are you saying yes

you people are disgusting

you dont go out after you have sex

penny did

you look like whores

you do the surgeries too to hide the infants

no she cant live

take what

river

fuckers

there she is fucking bradley

no you dont go past my house to fuck it near me to look like me

you said what to her

go in my house

no no

you dont

either

tom

hey tom

look

your daaughter

fucking him too

pregnant on drugs

all wrong

gave her permission to what

[jcmarchi]

WWE 2K24's Full Launch Roster Revealed

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WWE 2K24's Full Launch Roster Revealed

WWE 2K24’s full roster has been revealed. This year offers a staggering line-up of Superstars hailing from Raw, Smackdown and NXT, as well as numerous Legends. 

Over 200 playable superstars will be available at launch, along with 8 managers. Check them out below. 

Raw

Akira Tozawa

Alexa Bliss

Becky Lynch

Bianca Belair

Big E

Braun Strowman

Bronson Reed

Candice LeRae

Carmella

Cedric Alexander

Chad Gable

Chelsea Green

Cody Rhodes

Damian Priest

Dexter Lumis

Dominik Mysterio

Drew McIntyre

Erik

Finn Bálor

Giovanni Vinci

Gunther

Indi Hartwell

Ivar

JD McDonagh

Jey Uso

Johnny Gargano

Kofi Kingston

Liv Morgan

Ludwig Kaiser

Maxxine Dupri

Natalya

Nikki Cross

Otis

Piper Niven

Raquel Rodriguez

Rhea Ripley

Ricochet

R-Truth

Sami Zayn

Seth “Freakin” Rollins

Shayna Baszler

Shinsuke Nakamura

Sonya Deville

Tegan Nox

The Miz

Tommaso Ciampa

Valhalla

Xavier Woods

Zoey Stark

Smackdown

AJ Styles

Alba Fyre

Angelo Dawkins

Ashante “Thee” Adonis

Asuka

Austin Theory

Bayley

Bobby Lashley

Butch

Cameron Grimes

Charlotte Flair

Cruz Del Toro

Dakota Kai

Elton Prince

Grayson Waller

Isla Dawn

Iyo Sky

Jimmy Uso

Joaquin Wilde

Karl Anderson

Karrion Kross

Katana Chance

Kayden Carter

Kevin Owens

Kit Wilson

LA Knight

Logan Paul

Luke Gallows

Michin Mia Yim

Montez Ford

MVP

Omos

Randy Orton

Rey Mysterio

Ridge Holland

Robert Roode

Roman Reigns

Santos Escobar

Scarlett

Sheamus

Shotzi

Solo Sikoa

Tamina

Xia Li

Zelina Vega

NXT

Andre Chase

Angel Garza

Apollo Crews

Axiom

Baron Corbin

Blair Davenport

Bron Breakker

Brooks Jensen

Brutus Creed

Carmelo Hayes

Channing “Stacks” Lorenzo

Cora Jade

Damon Kemp

Dijak

Drew Gulak

Duke Hudson

Fallon Henley

Gigi Dolin

Humberto

Ilja Dragunov

Ivy Nile

Jacy Jayne

Jinder Mahal

Joe Coffey

Joe Gacy

Josh Briggs

Julius Creed

Nathan Frazer

Nikkita Lyons

Noam Dar

Roxanne Perez

Sanga

Scrypts

Thea Hail

Tiffany Stratton

Tony D’Angelo

Trick Williams

Tyler Bate

Veer Mahaan

Wendy Choo

Wes Lee

Wolfgang

Legends/Alumni

Andre The Giant

Bad Bunny

Batista

Beth Phoenix

Big Boss Man

Boogeyman

Booker T

Bray Wyatt

Bret “Hitman” Hart

British Bulldog

Bruno Sammartino

Cactus Jack

Chyna

Diesel

Doink The Clown

Dude Love

Dusty Rhodes (Part of the Nightmare Family Pack)

Eddie Guerrero

Eric Bischoff

Eve Torres

Faarooq

The Fiend

George “The Animal” Steele

Harley Race

Hollywood Hogan

Hulk Hogan

The Hurricane

Jake “The Snake” Roberts

JBL

Jerry “The King” Lawler

Jim “The Anvil” Neidhart

John Cena

Kane

Ken Shamrock

Kevin Nash

Kurt Angle

Lita

“Macho Man” Randy Savage

Mankind

Maryse

Mighty Molly

Molly Holly

Muhammad Ali

“Ravishing” Rick Rude

Rick Steiner

Ricky “The Dragon” Steamboat

Rikishi

Rob Van Dam

The Rock

Ronda Rousey

“Rowdy” Roddy Piper

Scott Hall

Scott Steiner

Shane McMahon

Shawn Michaels

Stacy Keibler

Stephanie McMahon

Stardust (Part of the Nightmare Family Pack)

“Stone Cold” Steve Austin

“Superstar” Billy Graham (Part of the Nightmare Family Pack)

Syxx

Ted DiBiase

Triple H

Trish Stratus

Tyler Breeze

Ultimate Warrior

Umaga

Uncle Howdy

The Undertaker

Vader

Wade Barrett

William Regal

X-Pac

Yokozuna

Managers

B-Fab

Bobby “The Brain” Heenan

Cathy Kelley

Mick Foley

Miss Elizabeth

Paul Bearer

Paul Heyman

Theodore Long

WWE 2K24 launches on March 8 for PlayStation 5, Xbox Series X/S, PlayStation 4, Xbox One, and PC. You can read our in-deph hands-on preview here, watch us play a few matches in this episode of New Gameplay Today, or check out our gaming-focused interview with one of 2K24’s cover stars, Cody Rhodes. 

[docrotten]

RETURN TO HORROR HIGH (1987) – Episode 247 – Decades Of Horror 1980s

“Well, would you care to walk around in the scene with your schlong hanging out? Only in your case, darling, it would be a ‘schlort.’” Who says this movie isn’t funny? Join your faithful Grue Crew – Chad Hunt, Bill Mulligan, Crystal Cleveland, and Jeff Mohr – as they try to decipher the movie within the movie depicted in Return to Horror High (1987).

Decades of Horror 1980s Episode 247 – Return to Horror High (1987)

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Decades of Horror 1980s is partnering with the WICKED HORROR TV CHANNEL (https://wickedhorrortv.com/) which now includes video episodes of 1980s and is available on Roku, AppleTV, Amazon FireTV, AndroidTV, and its online website across all OTT platforms, as well as mobile, tablet, and desktop.

In the early 1980s, a series of gruesome murders occurred at Crippen High School. A few years later, a film crew uses the now-abandoned Crippen High as the set for a film, but an uninvited guest makes an appearance on the set.

  Director: Bill Froehlich

Writers: Bill Froehlich (as Bill Froelich), Mark Lisson, Dana Escalante, Greg H. Sims

Selected Cast:

Lori Lethin as Callie Cassidy / Sarah Walker / Susan

Brendan Hughes as Steven Blake

Alex Rocco as Harry Sleerik

Scott Jacoby as Josh Forbes

Andy Romano as Principal Kastleman

Richard Brestoff as Arthur Lyman Kastleman

Al Fann as Amos

Pepper Martin as Chief Deyner

Maureen McCormick as Officer Tyler

Vince Edwards as Richard Birnbaum

Philip McKeon as Richard Farley

Panchito Gómez as Choo Choo

Michael Eric Kramer as Donny Porter

Marvin J. McIntyre as Robbie Rice (as Marvin McIntyre)

George Clooney as Oliver

Remy O’Neill as Esther Molvania

Darcy DeMoss as Sheri Haines

Cliff Emmich as Dillon

Willie Etra as Mangled Face / Hatchet Face (as Will Etra)

George Fisher as Masked Figure

Dexter Hamlett as Freddie

Joy Heston as Becky

Frank Kniest as Camera Assistant

John Mueller as Jimmy

Alison Noble as Jeanine

Kristi Somers as Ginny McCall

Larry Spinak as Peter

It’s time to head back to horror school with Return to Horror High (1987), a spooky spoof on slasher films. What is this film about? Well, that’d be telling, wouldn’t it? The bizarre narrative and goofy hijinks have the Grue-Crew scratching their heads with its ‘mayta’ and ‘paradig’em’ references. (Go, Bill!) Regardless of all the shenanigans, the results are fun if often confusing.

At the time of this writing, Return to Horror High is available for streaming from Hoopla and Tubi, and as PPV from multiple sources. 

Every two weeks, Gruesome Magazine’s Decades of Horror 1980s podcast will cover another horror film from the 1980s. The next episode’s film, chosen by Crystal, will be Puppet Master (1989), the first of Charles Band’s still-growing franchise.

Please let them know how they’re doing! They want to hear from you – the coolest, grooviest fans – so leave them a message or comment on the Gruesome Magazine Youtube channel, on the Gruesome Magazine website, or email the Decades of Horror 1980s podcast hosts at feedback@gruesomemagazine.com.

Check out this episode!

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Hi I’m chel I’m 30 wholeass years old and I accidentally got into wwe

some notes:

fairly casual, mostly just here to ramble and maybe occasionally reblog. and have a bisexual crisis. sorry about that.

I DON'T KNOW SHIT, SORRY IF I CHEER ON SOMEONE WHO ACTUALLY SUCKS.

i love analysis and am incapable of thinking about stuff solely from a OH WOW FIGHT GOOD standpoint so i will talk about kayfabe or booking decisions or narrative choices A Lot.

….but also this may or may not turn into a chronicle of my bisexual crises. Sorry about that.

i will rarely use names (and only full names once in a blue moon) outside of reblogs because as broken as this site is stuff WILL come up and i don't want to be used as narrative discourse fuel. and also to spare a certain terror twin in case i decide to call him babygirl. Which I inevitably will. IT'S A BIT I SWEAR.

tags and shit:

#hot takes station: the tag for me to complain about takes i see online. twitter is a hellscape.

#chel critiques sometimes: the tag where I test out my wrestling critique skills

#[i’ll figure this out later too]: PLE predictions/reactions

Wrestlers themselves are generally tagged “file under: [nickname/gimmick]”, chosen at my discretion. I CONSTANTLY forget to use tags.

space for other tags here

faves etc. under the cut

Top Faves: TERROR TWINS MY BELOVEDS! Damian Priest is sliiiightly higher than Rhea Ripley but I usually refer to them together out of convenience. Rhea got me interested and Damian got me invested and now I am in hell.

Second Fave (third fave?): JEY USO I LOVE THE TERROR TRIO

Others I love to watch: SAMI ZAYN, ZELINA VEGA, ALPHA ACADEMY (especially maxxine my beloved mwah mwah), Kevin Owens, Bianca Belair, Jade Cargill, Lyra Valkyria, Bayley, Naomi, Street Profits, Candice LeRae, LA Knight, Wyatt Sicks, ANDRADE WHY DID I FORGET HIM, Jordynne Grace promoted to this section for reasons, PIPER NIVEN

SPECIAL NXT CATEGORY: Thea Hall (LET HER KICK RIDGE HOLLAND'S ASS), Tatum Paxley, Fraxiom (is fine), Kelani Jordan, GIULIA HOW DID I FORGET GIULIA, JE’VON EVANS HOW DID I FORGET HIM TOO

Love to Hate: Liv Morgan (holy shit she is so good at being the like Popular Girl Who Wants You Specifically Dead type), most of the Bloodline tbh, Tiffany Stratton, Gunther (motherfucking classist piece of—), the rest of the current JD lineup (except mcdonough fuck that guy for real, and I guess also except Carlito who hasn’t actively done anything to make me hate him he’s just vibin and I’m here for it), Chad Gable and the rest of his clown lineup ("American Made" god shut up), the rock I guess

Special NXT category 2 electric boogaloo: Ethan Page -.-, Roxanne Perez but it’s kinda complicated w/ her like I GUESS she’s a heel but one of those heels it’s hard to root against? WENDY CHOO I LOVE HER

Special Hell Category: I am alarmingly invested in Dom Mysterio’s future development but also every time he speaks I cry a little bit. I know that’s the point but god. My guy please break up with Liv and find yourself I really wanna see what you become when your storyline fully centers on you! ALSO CHELSEA GREEN. SHE ANNOYS ME SO BAD BUT I LOVE HER.

For legal purposes this is a joke: this is a Logan Paul hateblog. He’s frustratingly good at being a heel but also I have been around the internet long enough to Remember Things.

This is not really a Dave Meltzer hate blog I don’t have an issue with the guy as a person I just don’t think he’s very good at his job. (Update: this might be a dave meltzer hate blog.)

THIS IS HOWEVER A VINCE MCMAHON HATE BLOG. AS GOD INTENDED. JESUS CHRIST.

Well I guess I should prep a pinned post while I watch

[cherrilemon]

Bruno: *Doing his lil rat Telenovela*

Rat #1: Rebecca, you are the prettiest girl in Brooklyn.

Rat #2: Thank you Sir Jeffers

Rat #1: Will you accompany me to-the-mysterious wedding today?

Rat #2:... no

Rat #1: But-But, Rebecca, I love you!

Rat #2: I love you too. I LOOOOVVVEE YOU!

Rat #1: Marry me Rebecca!

Rat #2: ... No

Rat #1: WHY?!

Rat #2: I…I don't love you! Woopsies~!

Rat #1: REBECCAAAAAAA!*choo*

Rat #2: I am in love with another

Rat #1: Who is this maaan!?!?

Rat #2: He…is…you

Rat #1: *Happy gasp*

Rat #2: I love you!

Rat #1: Marry me Rebecca!

Rat #2: ...No

Rat #1: REBECCAAAAA!!!

Rat #2: I am in love with your brother.

Rat #1: CHAD!? I'll kill him when I find him!

Rat #3: OR he will find…you!

Rat #1 & #2: Chad??!!

Rat #3: The mysterious wedding has been our wedding all along. Rebecca and I are getting wed at the wedding today! YOU are not invited! Will you be my best man?

Rat #1: Of course, brother…I hate you so much.

Rat #3: Goodbye brother! I'll see you at the bachelor party!

Rat #2: Goodbye, Sir Jeffers! I will always love you!

Dolores: *sitting at family dinner, tearing up and whispering* Rebecca~

[azurowle]

Some transphobic asshole: oh ur trans? lol I bet u iDeNtIfY aS An aTtAcK hEliCoPtER

Me, an absolute chad just about done with this shit: actually jackass i identify as a gigantic rogue hell-train built of sinew, steel, and magic, powered by the souls of the forsaken. my pronouns are choo/choo/motherfucker.

[gamerkats]

The Night Before Boxing Day Happy Sweet 14, Said No One Ever

Word Count: 2,500+

“Wow,” the praise in Andy’s voice was audible, as everyone drunk in the new arrival. Brandon Remington. He looked every bit as if he’d been carved with sultry grit on sexy steel. Andy made a whistling noise of approval, before adding, “This was your romantic rival, Tyler? No wonder she left you. I’d leave you too. Actually… Ever think about becoming a crime boss, Brandon?”

“Uh…” Brandon’s eyes widened in confusion, as Tyler snapped back, “Don’t be ridiculous, you already left me as it is.”

“I have not!”, he retorted from the ground as Tyler waved a hand about himself.

“Oh? And what do you call this? Loyalty? You tried to pretend kill me, or abduct me, or whatever failed plot this was, from an airport bathroom, Andy,” Tyler’s stare narrowed, “this isn’t the behavior of someone still onboard the Tyler Express.”

“Yeah, well, I’m sorry for it now, aren’t I?”, the pout Andy gave would have been thumbed up by at least ten toddlers. No one in this group was getting anywhere fast. Andy had botched the job of grabbing Tyler, and Brandon had taken out Andy’s crew he expected to come in and help. He was between four romantic character rocks and a tiled bathroom hard place at the moment. And nothing seemed to be giving him any alternative besides, go along to get along.

“Look, there’s a break in the weather right now,” Brandon’s graveled tone drew attention once more, “so, if we’re planning on leaving, we should start thinking about where we’re trying to get before it starts up again.”

“Andy, where is Jacobs keeping Amber?”, Tyler asked, as Andy replied, “On that farm he bought; about 20 miles West of here.”

“Mrs. Stoneyway’s place? She sold it?”, Brandon asked as Andy answered, “Wait, no, not her place. Then it’s 20 miles East of here.”

“That’s Father Morgan’s church and cemetery,” Chase stated, making Andy even more flustered.

“Fuck, no, not there either,” he growled, rubbing his sore, injured face, “whatever fucking direction, that doesn’t contain anyone brought up in chapter four, that’s the farm he bought! Go there! That’s Jacobs’ HQ for the moment.”

“Oh, you’re talking about the Jacobs’ farm,” Brandon gave a nod of understanding. “That’s going to be a bitch trying to get to on these roads.”

“Huh. Jacobs is hiding out on Jacobs’ farm,” Chad’s voice was flat, “I wanna say we would have put that together, but…”

“Let’s not disappoint ourselves any further, shall we?”, Tyler gave him a soft smile that Chad returned. “At least we’ve got our heading now. Bathroom meeting, adjourned.”

“What are we going to do with him?”, Chad thumbed in Andy’s direction, as Tyler sighed heavily.

“Take him with us, unfortunately,” he replied, much to everyone’s chagrin, “and Andy, don’t be a dick. Just pretend that you weren’t going to fuck me over, and that we’re back to being loyal associates. Remember, we’re now armed with both your toy, and Amber’s.” His head bobbed toward Brandon, who didn’t at all know it was he that Tyler was referring to.

“Yeah, yeah, I get it,” Andy sighed, slowly getting to his feet, “I’m outnumbered and outgunned. Don’t worry, I’m back on the Tyler Express now. Choo-fucking-choo.”

“Well, forgive me for not feeling a rush of confidence in our renewed relationship,” the honeyed sarcasm dripped from Tyler’s lips, just as they all exited the bathroom.

Besides the loud humming of old machines, and halogen lights, everything was as quiet as they had left it. Still rows of sunshine yellow chairs, amid the odd choices of abstract mural art upon beige walls.

Bang.

Squish.

Groan.

Andy’s chest exploded into a crimson spray as he arched back, and dropped as a stone. Blood spilled from his tipped over form; coughs sputtered from the surprise revving his mouth. It took only seconds for everyone to realize what had happened. Someone had shot him. As Chase moved to Andy’s side, he was gripped hard on the shoulder by Brandon—wrenching him out of the line of a hail of bullets that rapidly fired.

Chad and Tyler dove for cover together behind the vending machines, while Brandon and Chase ducked back into the bathroom. The floor and walls were becoming dotted lines showing exactly where the small group had torn in two. It was hard to see if Andy was still clinging to life, and hearing him was impossible. But he no longer moved, and laid lifeless as holes in his back leaked like a punctured paint barrel.

“Damn it,” Chad growled, after looking to their fallen captive, “I can’t tell if he was hit in the head or not.”

“Oh?”, Tyler replied, also obstructed from the way Andy’s body fell, “why would that matter?”

“Because, he’s not off my list of suspects for who’s behind this,” he stated before looking over his own person and then his fiancé’s, “he could be faking it, and then come back to kill us all later.”

“I’m not going to say that Andy is incapable of being anything other than a side character, but making a move this large? I don’t even know why. He’s already someone of note, and has his family’s businesses to inherit along with his brothers,” the notion spun through Tyler’s mind now. It wasn’t as if Andy would really have anything to gain, other than trying to take Tyler’s place like he stated before. But, to command enough people to accomplish all of this, keep his ulterior motives a secret for this long, and expertly execute it, didn’t seem like anything someone with a plastic gun could accomplish.

“Are you hurt?”, Chad asked as Tyler whined, “Yes, actually. Right in the heart. My people are trying to make a move against me, after everything I’ve done for them. And one of them thought Brandon was hotter than me. What is this, the Ides of March?”

“Don’t let it get to you. They’ve wound their clocks loud enough for you to hear them, and now they’ll start ticking down. We’ll get them all eventually.”

“How can you be so sure?”, he asked, as Chad replied in absolute clarity.

“Because, they’re mutineers. And you know what we do to mutineers, don’t you?”, Chad raised a playful brow, causing Tyler to grin in response.

“My, my, Cowboy Viking,” he teased smiling, enjoying every ounce of Chad’s playful blood thirst, “and here I thought that such things were beneath you.”

“The only thing I want beneath me is you,” a flash of lust passed through Chad’s beautiful eyes, causing heat to rise in Tyler’s veins, “but I suppose that will have to wait.”

Another round of gunfire lit up the area like fireworks as they ducked small again. Glass and snacks rained upon their backs creating quite a mess. But, for the moment, they were still unharmed, and could always buy another suit. It was almost comical how they had been complaining that the vending machine food was going to kill them earlier, and now it was quite effectively saving their lives.

“Oh, I dunno,” Tyler said loudly, “I think we could probably get a few good rounds in before they decide to advance. This seems like the kind of group that’s going to stay behind cover, and let the bullets do the heavy lifting.”

It was barely audible over the loud sounds, but footsteps began to approach quickly on one side. “I’m not saying I could fuck you unending for days,” Chad peeked through his arms, “but I wouldn’t come this fast!” Grabbing Tyler by the shoulder, he forcefully pushed him to the side, and onto his knees. Then he helped wrench up to their feet, just as two figures came into view.

Black suits; red ties and accent pocket squares; featureless red, porcelain-like full-face masks. Upon one’s head of short black hair, bobbed a set of black and red rabbit ears, while the other a large, black and red Mad Hatter hat, with flowing light blond hair beneath.

“That’s not the Vorpal Blade,” Tyler managed as they fled their hiding spot just in time.

“No,” Chad agreed, “they’re dressed like 1-D3RL4ND Jokers.”

“We’re Face Cards, they shouldn’t be attacking us,” they rounded a corner together, coming to the pathetic security kiosk. It wasn’t much cover, and most of the screens weren’t even plugged in, but it was better than nothing. Going inside of it was potentially a death trap, so they tucked as tight as they could together behind it.

“Not unless someone put out some kind of Shuffle on us,” Chad whispered before carefully reaching up and turning one of the inactive screens. The reflection off of the ebony glass allowed him to see a good angle behind them.

“Jacobs.”

They said in unison, followed by a simultaneous sigh.

“Shuffling the Deck is a low move,” Tyler spoke through his tightening jaw as Chad added, “And an expensive one. He couldn’t pull this off alone. He’d need at least five Face Cards to sign off on something this big. And still, there’s usually an inquisition before Heads are severed. We would have known this was coming.”

“That’s true,” Tyler loosened his tie and glanced at a reflection in one of the nearby art pieces. So far, neither of the two that had pushed them from their original place had chased around the corner. “This is sloppy, right?”

“Very.”

“And loud.”

“Extremely.”

A small pause passed between them as their gazes found one another, speaking once more in unison with, “They’re not Jokers.”

“Someone is going to extreme lengths to make it look like 1-D3RL4ND is Shuffling the Deck,” Chad carefully stood, peeking around to get a better look. Tyler did the same on the opposite side of the kiosk, finding nothing as well. “Wait,” Chad added, “you’re sure you killed the Vorpal Blade, right?”

“Positive.”

“What if this new Vorpal Blade is just a copy cat too? But not actually trying to be a Vorpal Blade, just trying to scare us like these Jokers?”

This was a notion that hadn’t passed through his mind. The idea that the Vorpal Blade was alive and on some revenge hunt was terrifying. Enough so, that it blocked any logical thought that this could be something far, far bigger than what was being easily presented.

“Andy did say that the Vorpal Blade was killing innocent people, and that’s not the work of a vigilante,” Chad stated as Tyler nodded outside of his view.

“No, it’s not, but I’m not going to write them off just yet as part of this. Let’s keep thinking that the Vorpal Blade is some psycho on the loose, and that this hit group is a separate thing entirely. I’m not sure who I pissed off, but I’m not really surprised by any of this either,” he replied, daring to take a few steps away from safety. Things were beginning to quiet down, and the dimming noise was an even worse sound than the hail of gunfire. It meant that they didn’t know what was going on. Repositioning? Waiting for backup? Explosives being left?

“Oh?”, Chad’s tone was light and teasing, “And what makes you think this is all about you? Maybe the Joker fan club is mine.”

“Please,” he gave a saucy look, raising a single brow and using a hand to present his excellent body, “everything is about me.”

“I’m going to remind you of that when you’re complaining about my not letting you touch or kiss me, while I enjoy every inch of your sassy body,” Chad’s retort caused Tyler’s cheeks to heat.

“You know that we are in a life-or-death situation, don’t you,” Tyler sighed as Chad simply shrugged saying, “Some people joke to cope with stress, I like to flirt. It’s the pirate in me.”

“Promises and propositions aren’t flirting,” he began to carefully approach the corner; Chad moving directly behind him.

“Do you want me to stop?”

The question caused Tyler to look back, seeing that handsome stare and cocky smile. Whatever mess they were in, they were in it together, and for the first time in their lives, something this dire was almost a little fun. “Never,” was all Tyler said as they stopped in place.

Chad leaned forward; his faded cologne and softening gaze a distant siren’s song that was beginning to near. Tyler hesitated a moment, wondering if now was an appropriate time to do this. But ultimately deciding, that if he didn’t kiss Chad now—if he had to wait any longer—he might start preferring he caught a bullet to end his anticipation agony.

Their lips brushed close, like butterfly wings dusting petals it excitedly found. Both waiting for the other to close on the deal, and seal their bond with a very long awaited kiss. For it was now, after all this time, that they realized how they got to this point. Not the Jokers, or Jacobs, of the Vorpal Blade, or the betrayals—none of that brought them here. To this moment in a small airport snow globe, where all the world seemed to spin and stop at the same time.

For months now, they had been working on a deal to merge their two companies. Doing their due diligence, finding their opposition research, learning everything they possibly could about the other. Sitting up in bed, laptop on the side, coffee growing cold on the stand while they poured over notes and dossiers, files and photographs. All this time spent on the deal of a lifetime, that caused them to become more and more absent from their girlfriends, pushing the decisions their now ex’s made to cut them loose.

It wasn’t because they loved business more than relationships. Nor that money was more important than family dinners, or that corporate responsibilities brought them more joy than date nights. No, Sarah and Amber left Chad and Tyler for one reason, and one reason only. They recognized the signs that signaled their boyfriend was in love, and they both realized the signs didn’t point in their direction.

At some point, even with having never spoken a word on the phone, had a correspondence in email, or any contact beyond their shared go-betweens, Tyler and Chad saw something in the other.

Their future.

And it wasn’t perfect, or clean, or easily packaged. It didn’t wear silly sweaters at gatherings, fake laugh at in-law jokes, or pretend it was a happy couple. It was a future they both wanted, craved, and coveted. One where they could use their power, influence, and abilities to make a difference in the world. A future where missed dinners and birthdays weren’t considered a sacrifice, but an understood advantage in time.

Tyler and Chad hadn’t sought out the other to merger their companies. They had been spending all of this time trying to merge their lives, because they recognized their counterpart when they saw it.

Their soul mate.

And here they were. Finally. At long last. Two vessels that had long been lost and alone in a great sea of misunderstandings, only to finally find a port in each other. Chad’s warm hand upon Tyler’s cheek, guiding him home, as Tyler’s light filled him like a beacon he’d always searched for in his darkness. And as their lips closed upon one another—interlocking their vessels together in a rush of comfort and safety—a wave of sound shook them apart.

Chase, screaming loudly the words, “No! Please! Don’t!”

Night Before Boxing Day Continued

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The Night Before Boxing Day No, Nope, No way, 9

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The farmhouse had been abandoned for at least a year. Some things were dilapidated from neglect, or disuse, but most was simply dusty. The furnishings and decorations were old, but that only showed the state of finances for the previous occupants. Having lasted this long from their original purchase dates, age didn’t denote care. Not that the current group shared the previous family’s sentiment; sweating glasses of liquor without coasters, cigars being put out anywhere it pleased them. This was a stage, nothing more, and one they planned to burn to the ground when this was done.

Mr. Jacobs had purchased the farm, in cash, above asking price, from the elderly couple about the same time the house began collecting dust. The property was quite sizable, and held a few different structures; a barn, a horse stable, a ranch-hand house, a mother-in-law annex, and a sizeable quonset greenhouse. The rest was either woods or fields.

It was isolated. Quiet. Perfect.

The original idea had been to turn this property into a money laundering venture for Tyler. After all, this was Amber’s home territory, so that kept the place from looking suspicious. And it would be easy to move deals of cash back and forth through the guise of raising champion horses.

However, when the Vorpal Blade returned, everything changed.

For eight years, the Vorpal Blade had been the shared nightmare of everyone in the criminal underground. From cartels, to mafia, to street gangs, all the way up into white collars. When they closed their wicked eyes at night, the Vorpal Blade was there. Whining hooks on clinking chains. The constant drip, drip, drip of blood like a broken faucet. Hearing the words snicker snack whispered behind them before everything turned red and black.

To the Vorpal Blade, they were the Jabberwock. The monsters who preyed upon the innocent. And it wasn’t far from the truth; as crime is a fire, and innocent people are the logs of which it feeds upon. The only way to not get burned, is to become a flame yourself. And the Vorpal Blade snicker snacked the hottest of all of them.

A vigilante of the worst kind. One that didn’t turn them into the cops, or bring down their enterprises. A vigilante that stalked whomever, whenever, and for as long as it pleased them before the kill. No rhyme or reason to it. No warning.

When you were the chosen Jabberwock, your time came to a whimpering, abrupt end on a cold, steel hook, as you hung upside down; watching your blood paint a bouquet of white roses red.

But Tyler had brought an end to that. Making it his personal mission to hunt down the Vorpal Blade, and make the world safer for villains once more. It was part of why the criminal underworld revered Tyler as a saint. He was their savior, and his seat of power became untouchable and coveted.

Yet, it seemed Tyler’s own blade wasn’t sharp enough. For the Vorpal Blade was back. And vengeance seemed to mean more than their original patterns.

The Vorpal Blade killed innocent people. Innocent farmers. That wasn’t normal. And that kind of unhinged, unpredictability, meant that if Mr. Jacobs didn’t work fast, and careful, there was no telling how big of a rose garden would be painted this time.

And that meant enlisting the help of someone he never, in a million years, would have ever contacted on his own. Someone he feared almost as much as the Vorpal Blade.

The Wraith.

Which is how he ended up in this place. The money laundering horse farm, currently only laundering confidence into cowardice. Standing downstairs while he, and the others, listened to a loud bang of a door, then more banging, raised feminine voices, and the eventual return of a groaning, muttering son of a European crime family.

“Mr. Evanhart,” Mr. Jacobs smiled his glinting grin, “my, what a number Miss Allison did on your face.”

“That’s not Alli’s work,” Sarah piped up, tying her long, full sunshine hair in a twisting bun. “Your man wouldn’t be returning at all if Alli had been involved.”

“So, the cat does have claws then,” Mr. Jacobs mused to himself. “We’ll need to be more careful when approaching her next. You didn’t harm Amber, did you?”

“Of course not,” Mr. Evanhart grumbled, wondering if he might need something cold on his throbbing cheek, “you think I want the Wraith on my ass too? Bad enough I’m jumping every time I hear anything that fucking remotely sounds like chains. I don’t need to be on two serial killer lists.”

“Ah, a common mistake. The Vorpal Blade, is a serial killer,” Mr. Jacobs corrected, “the Wraith, however, is a contract killer.”

“What’s the diff?” Mr. Evanhart gave a cool warning stare in the rotund man’s direction. Mr. Jacobs might have been calling the shots, but he was no Tyler. He was replaceable. Unlike himself, who was actual criminal royalty. So, his patience only went so deep and far in that regard.

“Most serial killers can’t help themselves; it’s a need, a drug. Killing is like breathing. They tend to get sloppy, as their talents are unsophisticated. And for most of them, they’re driven by attention,” Sarah replied, much to the shock of the surrounding people.

She was the last one they thought would have a say in this. In fact, none of them even knew why Mr. Jacobs had involved her. Just a seemingly bland, blonde, easy to ignore, fuckable romance lead; with the hobbies and aspirations of a blowup doll. The kind slapped in wherever the writers wanted people to phase the woman out, and imagine themselves in her place. But this cardboard cutout spank bank—who was written to be worthy of a gorgeous doctor, who did, indeed, model underwear to put himself through med school—seemed to have an actual brain. And dare they even think, possibly more to her character as a whole.

“It’s why Tyler was able to track the Vorpal Blade down,” Sarah went on, “because serial killers leave clues and breadcrumbs. It’s a game. They want to be caught. Whereas, contract killers, the good ones, are the complete opposite. They’re professionals. They’re paid. It’s not a game, it’s a job. And if you get caught at your job, then you don’t work anymore. Simple as that.”

Everyone was quiet as they watched Sarah. She was something else entirely from what they previously thought. And it echoed in each word she said, as if her true self was a well so deep, it swallowed all romantic, lead female light. “Anyone can kill,” she stated plainly, seeing that no one else was going to speak, “if you kill more than one person, poof, you’re a serial killer. But that doesn’t make you a professional.” Turning to Mr. Jacobs, she asked, “Is that what the Wraith told you to do? Turn my little sister into a serial killer by murdering Amber and Mae?”

“No,” he shook his head slow to emphasize his answer, “this is just a good opportunity and we shouldn’t waste it. We’re luring the Vorpal Blade here with all of the biggest targets he could possibly want. Having Amber and Mae killed by Tyler’s gun would just be an added benefit.”

“How so?” She kept her arms at her sides, and eased back on her heels.

He shrugged, so cavalierly about her sister’s mental and emotional future, that she wanted to punch his eye straight through the back of his skull. “Getting Tyler out of the way would be a benefit to all of us. I sent Andy, and a few others, to round him up at the airport and drive him aimlessly around all night. That way, he doesn’t have any sort of alibi for his actions. The Wraith deals with the Vorpal Blade, Allison kills Amber and Mae, Tyler goes to prison, Allison has a reason to keep her mouth shut, and we all go back to business as usual.”

“Why not just kill Tyler?”

“Because,” he raised a brow, “Tyler is more valuable alive. It’s why trigger-happy Andy gets only a plastic toy gun. I’m not risking Tyler getting killed in case your employer can’t do the job. Nor am I going to risk open crime warfare for any Brutus who gets pissed we moved against Caesar.”

There it was. The reason. And it brought with it a heap of respect she could feel on her shoulders. Sarah worked for the Wraith. And although, none of them could figure out how a token female like her could end up with one of the world’s greatest assassins, they didn’t dismiss it. This puffed coat princess, was also a dragon in her own right.

“What a perfect little package that is,” Sarah said sarcastically before narrowing her gaze, “except that that’s not happening. You were told to bring all of the crime family heads you could here. To this farm. All under the guise of setting Tyler up; hence why you were told to abduct Amber and Mae. This is supposed to look like you’re all about to group stab Tyler; to look like you’re about to move out from under his thumb. A perfect set up that this new Vorpal Blade won’t be able to miss. Their shortsighted justice addiction won’t let them.” Pausing for a breath, steadying her resolve, she added, “This, in no way, was supposed to be a real setup of Tyler, nor is any harm to come to Amber, Mae, or my sister. If you’re not going to abide by the rules, then I’m calling my employer and telling them this whole thing is off. If my little sister is figuratively going on the hook, then literally, so are all of you.”

“Well,” his voice held a mocking chuckle, “for a half sister, you seem to be wholly invested.”

“My family is my business,” she snapped with the chord he struck, “just as you should be focusing on yours. If you want to take down Tyler, do it on your own time. Going rogue like this is only going to blow this entire thing. And the Wraith doesn’t take kindly to rogues. One word from me, and they’ll join the Vorpal Blade. Hell, probably even beat him to the punch by killing every last one of you.”

“Which is why after the Wraith deals with the Vorpal Blade, we’ll be dealing with the Wraith,” his confidence shook his cheeks as snickers and chuckles wafted around her.

“What?”

“God, you really are a dumb blonde, aren’t you?” Mr. Jacobs gave a waddled laugh. “Did you honestly think that any of these people would come just because your employer said so? Because I said so? They’re here because we’re cleaning house. Tyler Walker, Chadrick Winters, the Vorpal Blade, the Wraith, are all going down tonight. None of us will have to look in our shadows again. Merry fucking Christmas to us.”

She was the one to laugh now; a hearty bag of mockery that stole all the grins around her, leaving only scowls. “You’re all serious. Oh, that’s rich. That’s fucking hilarious. You take down the Wraith? You’re all a bunch of lazy cake toppers with frosting between your legs. You couldn’t punch a single person if they weren’t tied helplessly to a chair.”

Wham.

The balled fist of Mr. Jacobs connected with her cheek. It wasn’t that fast, and she’d turned her head with the blow to avoid most of the damage, but still, what little she caught hurt. Nothing broken or cracked, just warming now, showing that he’d shut her up. “What was that about punching?” He asked glaring; the icing was now a bitter lemon in her eyes.

“Do you honestly think that was a good idea?” Her voice dropped as low as her hazel gaze upon the floor, as if he’d shaken her bravado right from her skull.

“Oh, indeed I do,” he grinned, “in fact, it’s part of my plan. See, I need your boss focused. Single minded focus. Tunnel vision. So, Allison might be the unexpected future murderer, but you, my dear, were never going to leave here alive.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” She asked as her mind began to race over this turn of events.

Mr. Jacobs moved from their position more into the living area. There was a low table full of expensive liquor and glasses. Opening an insolated steel box, he removed two perfectly square ice cubes with prongs, and placed them in a designer cut glass. “Sarah,” he spoke over her shoulder while she slowly straightened her stance, “the Vorpal Blade has changed tactics. He’s killing innocent people now. Innocent people like you.”

“You’re not serious,” she snapped, “my employer—”

“Your employer,” he raised his voice over hers, smothering her into silence, “isn’t going to see anything but their little pet, hanging from chains over a bouquet of beautiful, white roses.”

Pouring the alcohol into his glass, as the ice clinked back and forth, he took a savoring sip before looking to her once more. Their eyes locked; hers a now frantic hazel, his a pale, piercing blue. The moment sat heavy between them before he motioned with his hand to the large, brown box that Sarah had delivered. The one he’d asked her to pick up at the small town post office. The one he’d imported from the same area the Vorpal Blade had been discovered by Tyler to use. “Tell me, since you obviously didn’t look inside the package I had you bring, what did you think you were delivering?”

And just like that, without even lifting the lid, she knew. It was her own roses she’d be painting red.

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