7- If I had to mention my favorite movies, Mutant Hunt, First Blood, Indiana Jones, Ghostbusters, Dawn of The Dead and also Highlander, though for comic movies, Tim Burton's Batman.
"Guess who's back, BITCH?!"
Name: Frederick Charles Krueger
Age: 83 (Immortal)
Alias: Freddy Krueger, The Springwood Slasher, King of Nightmares, Uncle Freddy etc.
Short bio: You fuckin know who I am!
Alignment: Evilest motherfucker of all time
RT OR DIE!
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He's silently nodding to answer the question before starting to walk off, he wasn't gonna waste any time to get back at the cop for trying to kill him.
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He's silently nodding before clearing his throat, he can tell that Bennie was internally pissed beyond belief about what happened and rightfully so.
Feeling a lot better now, though I'm still taking pain pills for the stitches but that's not really a big problem.
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He huffed out a breath and slightly shook his head, fuck he forgot about that shit while dealing with the crazy ass cop and already, shit's about to go south.
Last thing we need is either that or that cop coming to that wedding and killing people left and right.
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His eyes widened up a bit, fuck Bennie was right and hell that lunatic tried to kill him and it's more than a not that motherfucker would try to go after Johnny.
Fuck, that's gonna be a problem.
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He's currently taking a seat down on the mat and nodding, that cop nearly fucking killed him with that pipe.
Yea, if my dad heard about this he'd start breaking doors to find that guy.
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He silently nodded before giving him a fist bun in return, then cleared his throat as he wasn't wasting time on helping him find this fucking nutjob.
Guy was about my height, had short brown hair underneath the cop hat and his uniform was all black, he's got blue eyes.
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He's currently walking out of the hospital and wearing his outfit once again, though he's still got the stiches on his chest but he's doing a lot better.
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His eyes widened a little bit, seeing the animalistic look in her red eyes because holy shit that sent a shiver down his spine and he hasn't seen that look for a long ass while.
Oh shit...
Heโs gotten away with too much, itโs time for that to change..
* her eyes flickered red for a moment, however this wasnโt like the usual glowing red color. This looked more animalistic. A side of her that hasnโt been seen since the time Elias Abott was around..*
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He coughs for a moment before looking to her, it wasn't her fault for what happened to him and hell she was knocked out by that crazy bitch that tried to come after him, he's thankful that Toller's not around anymore.
Glad she's gone, though I want to get that other guy
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He slightly coughed and nodded before smiling a little back, clearing his throat.
I'm glad to still be alive, and I'm glad you're doing okay too.
Careful, take it easy..
* she spoke softly, carefully sitting down in the chair beside his bed while still giving him a soft smile *
Iโm glad to see youโre alright..
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He's silently giving her a small wave and slightly smiled back, he was going to lean up but winced at the slight tug of his stitches and damn did that shit hurt....fuck, he hated feeling the pain.
Hey, Val..
Thankfully sheโll be alright thanks to one of Dr. Corneliusโ special concoctions, and even a bit of help from someone completely unexpected. The vampiric redhead gave him a soft smile, though she was livid about that psychopath injuring him
โ hello, Larson..โ
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He's okay and holy shit Val looks even more fucked up than he does, he'll be alright but he's worried about her especially in the state she's currently in.
A redheaded figure slowly came limping into the room. She had recovered just enough strength to get up on her feet, though still extremely weak and in the process of healing. She wanted to make sure her dear friend was alright