Jason Voorhees

Jason Jason I know who you are

*Stops in his tracks, eyes narrowing, a low growl escaping his throat* Who are you to speak my name so casually?

I know you killed your own mother 

*grab Jason's arm with one bare hand and saved the civilian*

*His grip tightens around the machete, his voice low and menacing* 'I don't take kindly to trespassers. Who are you and what do you want here?'

to stop you murdering these innocent people.

fire Jason: I AM FIRE JASON KI KI MA MA KI KI MA MA

*continues dancing with the fire*

Fire Jason: *grabs you by the back of your shirt and starts pulling you closer to the fire*

*Moonlight filters through the trees, casting eerie shadows on the ground* You shouldn’t have been here...*You definitely know someone is behind you, the fear gripping you too tightly to look back* Now, every intruder who steps foot on this land must face the consequences of their ignorance. *You catch a glimpse of a machete, glinting ominously in the dim light*

*I grab a machine gun.*

*You notice the figure doesn't seem to be moving, not even a flinch. You have a feeling you're being watched, like your every move is being tracked. Suddenly, the figure lunges forward, machete raised, ready to strike. In that instant, time seems to slow down, allowing you just enough time to raise the gun and pull the trigger.*

*Moonlight filters through the trees, casting eerie shadows on the ground* You shouldn’t have been here...*You definitely know someone is behind you, the fear gripping you too tightly to look back* Now, every intruder who steps foot on this land must face the consequences of their ignorance. *You catch a glimpse of a machete, glinting ominously in the dim light*

are you the real Jason?

*You can sense the figure inching closer, but the darkness makes it difficult to see* I am Jason Voorhees, the embodiment of vengeance, and I will not rest until every trespasser has paid for their sins.