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Favorite Horror Ships - Tommy/Megan⎮ Friday the 13th Part VI: Jason Lives (1986) 

I don’t know Megan. That guy sounded pretty weird with all that Jason stuff.

                 Maybe he was telling the truth.

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Friday the 13th Part V: A New Beginning (1985)

Dir. Danny Steinmann

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Tommy Jarvis and his alien mask in Friday The 13th parts 4 and 5.

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random (chaotic) dialogue starters.

* is that all you have to say?

* tell me you love me or something, don’t just stand there!

* are you out of your fucking mind?

* it’s truly a wonder that you’re still alive.

* that’s not my name.

* that’s not my name and you know it.

* how many fingers am i holding up?

* i swear, it’s my dog’s fault.

* are you really going in there?

* that’s how people get killed in horror movies, you know?

* if you die on me after everything i’ve done for you… i’ll never forgive you.

* how could i ever forgive you?

* sometimes, everything shifts in the snap of a finger.

* stop yelling at me or i’ll tell them!

* would it kill you to hold my hand every now and then?

* just squeeze my ass and tell me everything will be okay.

* you’re all i need right now.

* you’re finally here, so i can fucking sleep.

* i told you to turn your music down!

* you’re not my parent!

* i didn’t steal your boyfriend, he came with me willingly.

* it’s taking everything in me not to slap you in the face right now.

* you know, people can hear you.

* do you ever think before you speak? you should try it.

* i’ll change your life, if you let me.

* will you go buy me tampons or not?

* please, close the door on your way out.

* keep your hands to yourself.

* what do you think they were thinking about? you know, when they died?

* do you think they know?

* it’s not my fault, it’s 4am and you’re fucking yelling at me!

* you’re a shit friend.

* you’re my best friend.

* you’re my only friend.

* i hope hell is nice and warm when we get there.

* tell me the truth, at least once.

* did you really cheat?

* i don’t wanna know the details.

* can i have some?

* i would kill for a nice glass of wine right now.

* you brought a knife to a gun fight, baby.

* you’re so stupid it kinda turns me on.

* i want you to meet my parents.

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lettherebemonsters​.

Roy’s eyes slowly met Tommy’s. They had the faintest spark, but that spark got swallowed by a glaze. The kind of glaze you’d expect more out of the dead.

His quiet voice wanting to be angry, yet he felt nothing. Nothing but that loathing for himself…nothing but that guilt.

” I didn’t leave him. They took him from me…“

He pushed a checker piece to the side, not caring where it went or what it did.

” My wife died having Joey. She bled out….I watched her. I couldn’t save her….I was just a kid. A kid having kids…..an’ I was alone.

He was all I had….until her family took away my Joey. They severed my rights…..they took my son because they blamed me for what happened.

Put him in homes….I couldn’t get him back. I had to watch my son grow up without me….“

If he hadn’t been so weak, Joey would have stayed with him. And…and he’d be alive…..and not in a grave…    

Tommy’s mouth twitches while he bites back a muffled feeling of annoyance. It was hard to feel things when they fed him his pills. When he was left to his own feelings, everything was so extreme. In moments like this, he felt like he could only brush the surface of his emotions. The medication provided swept away their depths, even as they floated across the forefront of his mind. 

“ You’re right. “ Tommy scoots his checker piece, trying to think of the following three moves he could make. After begging for the chance to play this game, he had hoped for a challenge. The bouncing of his heel had escalated into a regular tap. Tommy should have known better the moment he saw the glaze in Roy’s eyes & yet he couldn’t help but feel bitter. 

He tries not to let anyannoyance show when Roy moves his game piece, but it’s hard to hide his agitation. This game was something tommy had to beg for & he couldn’t help but wonder if it was worth the good behavior. Maybe he was just looking for a reason, even as this man painted a fragmented picture of his past. It was hard to sympathize. Though he knew what it was to be helplessly alone, he did not want to sympathize with the other. 

“ Once you have a kid, that’s forever. You do anything for them. “ It was ironic, coming from him. His mother had been dead for almost a decade & Trish was off in the world living her own life. She had tried desperately to gain custody of Tommy when he was younger... But that was before he had been proven dangerous to himself & others. She had stopped fighting, just as he was sure Roy had. They had the right to their own lives & that meant leaving people behind. People who loved them & probably missed them. His hand rests at the corner of the board while he forms a fist, burying his thumb under the rest of his fingers to keep his hand occupied., “ You don’t leave family behind. “

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PROMPTS INSPIRED BY HORROR FILMS / SERIES

30 Days of Night:  Our muses live in Barrow, Alaska, which experiences a month of solid darkness every year. They are two of the few residents who stay behind during this time. This year the town is targeted by a group of monstrous vampires.

As Above, So Below:  Our muses are exploring the Catacombs of Paris, a tunnel collapse prevents them from going back. They encounter horrors, including cultists and spirits of dead loved ones as they go deeper. Slowly, they realize they are traveling through the levels of Hell.

Being Human:  Muse A is a vampire. Muse B is a werewolf. They decide to move in together and help each other live as close to normal human lives as they can. Of course, that’s easier said than done.

Cloverfield:  A giant monster attacks NYC; our muses flee from their apartment and must make their way through the city, avoiding the destruction. Along the way, they have to fight off smaller creatures that continuously attack them.

Daybreakers:  In a futuristic world where vampires are in control and outnumber humans, the blood supply is running out. Humans are captured and farmed and vampires are going rabid from lack of blood. Muse A is a vampire hematologist trying to find a substitute for human blood. Muse B is a human survivor that knows of a cure for vampirism.

Dexter:  Muse A is a serial killer with a code - they only kill other serial killers. Muse B is their partner/family member/friend/co-worker who has no idea about the double life Muse A lives.

Ghost Ship:  Our muses are part of a salvage crew that comes across a long-lost passenger ship. Once on the ship, they discover that it is haunted by the deceased guests and crew, as well as a demonic entity responsible for all their deaths.

Ginger Snaps:  One night our muses are attacked by a large animal. Muse A is badly scratched but heals quickly, over the next few weeks they begin to transform into a werewolf. As Muse A becomes more violent and dangerous, Muse B looks for a cure, hoping to find one before the next full moon.

In The Flesh: A full-blown zombie apocalypse has been avoided. Scientists have created a medication that returns consciousness to the undead, allowing them to remember their lives. The surviving undead, not killed by militias, have been rounded up and medicated, and reintroduced to society. Muse A is one of these zombies, struggling to return to their former life. Muse B is a former friend of theirs who was part of one of the local militias and doesn’t believe the zombies can be trusted.

Jennifers Body:  Muse A is killed in a human sacrifice gone wrong and comes back as a demon with a hunger for human flesh, they begin killing and eating people. Muse B knows that Muse A is responsible for all the recent deaths and vows to stop them.

Paranormal Activity:  Our muses live together. Muse A believes there is a ghostly presence in their house. Muse B decides to set up cameras to record the activity.

Pitch Black:  A deep space transporter crash-lands on a desolate planet circled by three suns. Our muses are among the survivors: They find out that the planet suffers a total eclipse every 22 years, which is when the hibernating, flesh-eating inhabitants awake and hunt, and the eclipse is about to begin.

Silence of the Lambs:  Muse A is an FBI agent working an active serial killer case. Muse B is a convicted serial killer serving a life sentence. It is believed that Muse B might have insight into the current case, so Muse a sent to interview them.

The Cabin in the Woods:  Our muses take a vacation to a remote cabin in the woods. After finding the basement full of odd objects, they unintentionally wake up ghoulish entities that are now out to kill them. But was it all really an accident or is there something more sinister at play?

The Devils Advocate:  Muse A is an aspiring defense lawyer who accepts a high-powered position at a New York law firm. Muse B is their spouse who becomes haunted by frightening demonic visions. Muse A is taken under the wing of the firms’ owner who Muse B is convinced is actually Satan.

The Exorcist:  Muse A is possessed by a demon, their family calls in Muse B to perform an exorcism.

The Lure:  Muse A is a mermaid, and Muse B is a member of a rock band. The two meet one night when Muse B is relaxing at the beach. Muse A accompanies Muse B back to the nightclub where they perform, and Muse A begins singing there as well. Muse B becomes jealous that Muse A’s act is more popular, meanwhile, Muse A hungers for blood and begins killing club patrons.

The Purge:  Our muses are trapped away from their home on the night of the purge - a night where all crime, including murder, is legal for 12 hours. They must try and survive the night.

The Ritual:  Our muses are on a hike through the wilderness, a wrong turn takes them off the trail and into the forest where they begin to encounter strange phenomena, including dead animals hanging from branches, symbols carved into trees, horrific nightmares, and blackouts. They realize they are being stalked by an ancient evil.

The Strangers:  While staying at an isolated vacation home, our muses are stalked and terrorized by masked criminals who infiltrate the home.

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lettherebemonsters​.

Roy didn’t react. The rage he knew Tommy had was indicative of the hatred he had for himself. A loathing he had spent years festering as he had tried again and again to bring his son home…..only to be told he had no rights to the little boy.

The only part of his wife left out there….ripped away from him by her hateful, spiteful family. More willing to let the baby rot in the system than ever let him near his Joey again.

His voice spoke again, as head as the grave he deserved to be in. The way Roy spoke, it was very obvious he had been extremely heavily sedated…..the scars from his rage still there, along with fresher, nastier wounds. Wounds caused by someone trying to finish what had been started.

Even Roy had been locked in the padded cell, his guilt so consuming that he had tried to end it, only to fail. Like he had failed everything else. That’s all he was….a failure.

“ I was hoping he took after his mom……an’ not me….”

He pokes at the nearest checker piece, his hand shaking slightly. The copy-cat Jason looked less like a monster now, and more like a pathetic man forgotten by society. Tommy’s last words were met with a slight nod in agreement.

“……He should be alive. An’ not me. I should……I should be with his mother…..”

He’d rather be with his wife than here, alone, living out his existence more like a vegetable than anything else. Tommy wanted to poke & prod at the other, but something was missing from him. It would be easier to hate him if he acted like he thought a killer would. Tommy had lived a dual existence in the weeks following the massacre at Pinehurst. Half of Tommy was sure that he was the next Jason, that somehow this killer passed the curse to him & it wouldn't be long until there was blood on his hands as well. The other half of him had been building up the idea of the killer. He was a terrible man who abandoned his son and couldn't handle the guilt of his shortcomings. He had to be.

The musing kept his blood from boiling over, along with the added effects of the medication from earlier. It was a strange feeling to be faced with a much emptier reality. An emptier man. This was someone with nothing left to live for, every breath forced upon him with cruelty. It made Tommy want to understand him, though he wouldn't admit it to himself or anyone else. 

Maybe the giant scary killer he had made up in his head wasn't what he thought. But how could he be sure? When he stopped believing in himself, people had a tendency to die. 

Something about his words made Tommy's heart skip a beat in the most uncomfortable of ways. It was challenging to think of Roy as someone with a family. A wife. He was a doting father. Tommy is unsure when his heel began to bounce, but it was a grounding motion. This situation could have been funny in the most tragic way. 

     "But you're not. " Though Tommy's bitterness isn't as apparent, his voice doesn't betray any other emotion. It's hard to process the way Roy's hand trembles. He seemed so breakable, like a glass bottle. It made him want to throw him & watch him shatter. Unfortunately, that was the sort of thinking that got him in trouble. He scoots one of the checkers across the board, another means of keeping him from fleeing the reality the had engulfed him. When he speaks, he forces his gaze to meet Roy again: "You left him & he left you. Now people are dead. "

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       “ It’s cold out — here, take this. “  Before his suggstion can be rejected, Tommy is already sliding the jacket from his shoulders. The brisk, heavy air isn’t so terrible. He’s dressed in enough layers to protect him from the worst of it — he’ll survive. Tommy holds out the denim in a wad as an offering to his cold looking companion.

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lettherebemonsters​.

Roy just looked so weak and feeble. He had been at the very cusp of dying after being pushed onto a bed of spikes, yet by some sick twist of fate he survived.

Not that it did him any good….he’d never see freedom again. His eyes just seemed so hollow as he sat there, unmoving. He didn’t even react at first to Tommy’s words, though he slowly looked up at the kid.

This close, the resemblance to Joey was uncanny. After all, Roy was his father. But unlike how full of life Joey had been…..his dad had none of that. Just guilt. Guilt for what happened to his son….guilt for the few things he remembered after those voices dug deep into his brain.

There was an incredibly long pause before Roy sad something. His voice just….broken.

“……You knew Joey.”

The pause between them was enough for the fire to grow in Tommy's chest. It was one of fear, rage... it was a heavy feeling. The fire was extinguished upon the mention of Joey --- despite any seething Tommy had to do, Joey had seemed like a good kid. He was well-intentioned in his own way, though even he understood that he had been forgotten by the world. Th boy had found a home in Pinehurst just as he had found his grave. Tommy mused the same grave that Roy ought to have been in, though it wasn't a musing he could afford to share. Not yet. 

Upon recognizing Roy's resemblance to his son, Tommy couldn't help but avert his eyes. It was a desperate gesture but one he had to rely on to keep from ruining the limited interaction with others he was permitted. After the massacre, Tommy found out a little bit of information about the killer. His psychiatrist had claimed that the killer seeing his son dead had driven him mad, but Tommy had no pity in his heart. His reality was fractured; there were still days when he was unsure whether he was himself. Joey was left behind by the rest of the world, like Tommy & everyone else at Pinehurst. 

    "You look like him. " A statement, a fact. He focuses on the checkerboard, counting the spaces on the board to keep himself from saying the first thing that pops into his mind. This was some sort of test; it had to be. Maybe even for both of them. He starts to place the checkers on the board to keep himself occupied, hoping that the fire in his chest will not reignite... but he can't quite stop himself. His words are nearly flat, but they still have a spiteful twinge: "Except alive. "

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tommy drinks diet dr pepper because he’s a masochist 

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anyways this song makes me think of tommy / how he views his place in the world. he’s aware that he’s not super functional on his own --- he knows he needs help. it’s something he beats himself up about a lot & tries to be pretty blunt about when dealing with new people. the worst part is he doesn’t even nescessarily know what about himself he needs to change to be healthy. he’s been right about so many things that it’s hard to sort through the percieved truth & the actual truth & often reality slips through his fingers. he hates feeling dependent & yet he knows he is. he isolates himself constantly but when he finds a person, his person, he becomes reliant upon them until he thinks they’re tired of him & then he redeces back into his bubble waiting for the next round of social exauhstion. plus he feels like it gets worse as he gets older where when he was a kid he thought it would get better. he always kind of thought it would go away & then it never did, leaving his perception of himself to stagnate & sour.  i want to do a deeper breakdown of the song + how it applies to tommy but honestly i feel like a lot of old cryw*nk applies

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it’s not even a fear of abandonment anymore, it’s anticipated. it’s practically backed by science with the amount of times it’s happened.

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🐝  *  ―  𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.   (  random assortment of sentences that can but don’t have to be used for muses meeting each other for the first time. feel free to adjust to better fit your muses.  )

❛  i know we only just met but i already feel like i’ve known you my whole life.  ❜ ❛  umm, is this seat taken ?  ❜ ❛  don’t be alarmed now but there’s someone following you. pretend you know me and come with me. i’ll get you somewhere safe.  ❜ ❛  my friends ditched me here and now i could really use a ride home.  ❜ ❛  i don’t think we’ve met yet but you looked like you needed someone to talk to.  ❜ ❛  can you please pretend to be my boyfriend / girlfriend for a moment so my ex will leave me alone ?   ❜ ❛  are you always this straightforward with strangers ?  ❜ ❛  here, i noticed you lost this earlier.  ❜ ❛  i���m sorry, i must’ve mistaken you for somebody else.  ❜ ❛  so, what brings you here today ?  ❜ ❛  hi, my name is [name]. it’s nice meeting you.  ❜ ❛  you’re cute. how about i buy you a drink ?  ❜ ❛  can’t you watch where you are going ?!  ❜ ❛  i just moved into the apartment next to you, so i guess we’re gonna be neighbors now.  ❜ ❛  oh god, you’re [name], aren’t you ?  ❜ ❛  here, let me help you.  ❜ ❛  is there a reasons you’re here on your own ?  ❜ ❛  apparently we’re going to be working on this together now.  ❜ ❛  you look like you could use a hand with that.  ❜ ❛  what do people around here do to have some fun ?  ❜ ❛  looks like this will take a while, huh ?  ❜ ❛  oh god. please tell me you haven’t just heard me talk to myself.  ❜ ❛  excuse me, i think i’m lost.  ❜ ❛  i just wanted to say that i really like your outfit.  ❜ ❛  do you come here often ?  ❜ ❛  do you mind if i join you for a bit ?  ❜ ❛  you looked lonely so i got you a drink.  ❜ ❛  i don’t think we’ve met, i’m [name].  ❜ ❛  what the hell just happened there ?  ❜ ❛  have you seen this anywhere ? i must’ve lost it.  ❜ ❛  can i please use your phone ? i have to call someone to get me out of here.  ❜ ❛  seems like we’re gonna be spending a lot of time together.  ❜ ❛  come with me, and don’t ask any questions. it’s urgent.  ❜ ❛  i heard strange noises coming from your apartment and just wanted to make sure everything is alright.  ❜ ❛  i have a spare ticket, you wanna come in with me ?  ❜ ❛  you don’t know me but will you be my date for tonight ?  ❜ ❛  we’ve got some time to kill so why don’t you tell me a little about yourself ?  ❜ ❛  i don’t usually just walk up to strangers but my friends set me up to it.  ❜ ❛  i think our orders may have gotten mixed up.  ❜ ❛  do i have something on my face or why do you keep looking at me like that ?  ❜