#Sorority Slaughter

[fullmoonreviews]

CLICK THE LINK ABOVE FOR THE FULL REVIEWS

This will probably be a new feature, similar to the old monthly LUNAR CYCLE I used to do. I figured I would just post quick thoughts on films I’ve recently seen, while giving bigger/solo spotlights to more popular/important films. Let’s see how this goes.

Films reviewed:

SANTO AND BLUE DEMON VS. DRACULA AND THE WOLFMAN (1973)

CHANOC AND THE SON OF SANTO VS. THE KILLER VAMPIRES (1983)

FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S (2023)

NO ONE WILL SAVE YOU (2023)

OUT THERE HALLOWEEN MEGA TAPE (2022)

SORORITY SLAUGHTER (1994)

[crab-kid]

this is the last piece of art i will ever make about you - a collection of collages inspired by this playlist

[midwestemo-brackets]

OK that was our Round 2!

Very sad to see some of the bands go but alas

The next round will be up the 15th

Here are our advancing bands

1. American football

2. American Poetry club

3. The front bottoms

4. Joyce manor

5. Hospital braclet *

6. Sorority noise *

7. Crywank

8. Modern baseball

9. Slaughter beach, dog

* 5 and 6 tied and will both be advancing

[pillowfriends]

wheel of time ficlet: rare

425 words, rated Teen

SUMMARY: Days or weeks after the Last Battle, Moiraine struggles to share a meal with Siuan.

SPOILERS: full series-ish but canon divergent

TRIGGER WARNINGS: PTSD, violence (including violence against and by loved ones)

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the random word generator combined with my Moiraine & food brainrot strikes again, but this time in a fucked-up way. I needed to write some angst to balance out all the sorority AU fluff. hopefully this is the right level of incoherent - editing was a bitch.

There's blood on her dinner plate.

“Moiraine?”

She needs to move her hands. Needs to pretend better, to bring fork to mouth like a person would. Needs to move – move, burn you, tendons and muscles and bones and everything that builds a living thing, move –

“Are you all right?”

Voice from far away, echoing through bone-white hallways. Siuan’s voice. Siuan who loves her in novice white in a narrow bed, loves her in Accepted stripes studying in candlelight. Siuan who sleeps clinging to Moiraine like a barnacle, almost like she needs Moiraine as desperately as Moiraine needs her. Siuan’s voice, a rope to cling to.

No matter if the rope is real. The Finn may snatch it away again, but for now it’s something to hold. Her palms are hungry, even for falseness. Hungry to rest on something warm and wanting. Even if she’ll be faced with the burn of the rope slipping through her hands –

Her hands. She needs to move them. Needs to put on a show of being human again.

“Yes.” With difficulty, her mouth shapes the word. Mouth, far away, chapped lips, dry tongue. Her hands move, finally, sawing off another piece of steak.

Meat. Blood. Pink. In Cairhien, there was blood at the twitch of a hand. She remembers it, remembers being the victim and the cause. Countless daggers in the heart, countless men and women frothing pink at the mouth from something slipped in the wine. Odorless, colorless, discreet, except on the rare occasions open blood served daes dae'mar better.

Here blood drips from knife to plate, pooling. Violent revelry, celebrated slaughter. How curious. There always used to be more blood, when the knife was in Lan’s hands, when the knife was in Lan’s chest, when she slid the knife across Siuan's throat.

“Moiraine. Love.” Hands tugging at hers – whose hands? What are they doing to her now? She doesn’t have the strength to pull away. “What do you need? Tell me what you need.”

She needs a clear path to the throne. Needs to find the Dragon before the Reds do. Needs Siuan to kiss her in the library before lessons. Needs Siuan to marry her. Needs Lan to make her dinner. Needs Lan to stop hurting her. Needs to wash the blood from her mouth. Needs –

A warm hand on her cheek – oh, oh, Siuan’s hand. Calluses – Siuan’s calluses. Clarity, however brief.

The Last Battle is over. She’s with Siuan. Siuan loves her. It's dinnertime.

“Could –” she forces out. “Could you cook my meat all the way through?”

[killherfreakout]

thought this was a fun idea by @thesixscapes and wanted to do my own hehe

songs are below the cut!

1. notes from a brief engagement (at the boot & saddle) - slaughter beach, dog

2. dangerous - blondshell

3. millennial - raffaella

4. winnebago - samia

5. coping on unemployment - del water gap

6. sorority - elio

7. just to keep you satisfied - inhaler

8. slack jaw - sylvan esso

9. andromeda - ryan beatty

10. lola - maude latour

💞💞💞💞

[ar3s-r4t-qu33n]

Masterlist and Intro

I'm Lizzie, I'm a writer (or trying to be) and a big ol' horror and thriller fan. I mainly write little analysies on the things I'm into, but I am looking to post more of my writing so I'm starting with more fanfic-y stuff so that folks can get a taste for what I can do before sharing more of my personal work. I also make edits occasionally but they're nothing special haha

Masterlist:

Fandom:

The Texas Chain Saw Massacre (Game):

Rush Week: Initial Thoughts

Rush Week: Victim Observations

Sally Hot Take

Johnny's Bluffing

Why I Think Johnny Kills Danny (Before the Events of the Game)

Nebulous Slaughter Family Headcanons

Why I Think The Luggage Room Was Sissy's Bedroom

The Outlast Trials:

Me, Being Hilariously Bad at the TUTORIAL

The Insomiac: Reagent Fic

Chapter One: Reawakening

The Insomniac: Documents

Reagent 3001

OC Stuff:

Mood Boards for my Girlies <3

Mood Board Sources

Edits:

Roxy Morgan Art/In Game

Star Griffiths Art/Lore (gotta beat Gun to it with the characters since we DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THE SORORITY GIRLS YET (19/09/2024)!!!)

'They Both Reached for the Gun' TCM

Franco Barbi Edit

Sissy Slaughter Edit

Franco Barbi Edit II

Personal:

'Mama's Boy' Intro Post

'Mama's Boy' Excerpts

[hauntedjohnny]

༘⋆✿ MASTERLIST

✿ TCM FAMILY ✿

johnny slaughter fics .𖥔 ݁ ˖ piece of meat (smut)

drabbles .𖥔 ݁ ˖ incubus!johnny (smut) .𖥔 ݁ ˖ post-pflugerville (angst) .𖥔 ݁ ˖ bartender!reader

sissy slaughter fics .𖥔 ݁ ˖ flower power (smut) .𖥔 ݁ ˖ piece of meat (smut) drabbles .𖥔 ݁ ˖ sorority!sissy (smut-adjacent)

✿ TCM VICTIMS ✿

julie crawford/connie taylor .𖥔 ݁ ˖ a proper kiss (fluff)

julie crawford/danny gaines .𖥔 ݁ ˖ reflections (fluff) .𖥔 ݁ ˖ love and care (fluff)

ana flores/leland mckinney .𖥔 ݁ ˖ star-crossed (fluff/angst)

sonny williams & danny gaines .𖥔 ݁ ˖ love and care (fluff) .𖥔 ݁ ˖ home for the holidays (drabble)

ao3.link

[averseunhinged]

it's finishing things time and oh yes. things will be finished. this week, it's the augustine au that's been languishing, because it's at the brackets and pronouns part of the process.

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“Gareth,” she exclaimed congenially, like they were old friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time, not someone who'd attacked her while she’d slaughtered everyone with him. “Gare. Gary. Gaz. Gazzy. Gazzer.” She laughed, bright and effervescent, and tilted to the side, clapped her hands together and brought them up to her chin. “Y'all have such fun nicknames. Just thinking about them gives me the giggles.”

Gareth showed his appreciation for her affability with a sudden flurry of struggling. The man holding him easily snapped Gareth's arm up and squeezed until he cried out, crushing his wrist. The long, slim knife he'd produced fell, useless, to the ground with a muted clang.

"Oh," the woman simpered. "That looks bad. So sorry about that. We usually try to make things quick, but you know how it is. Gotta keep someone around for a little chat. So many questions, so little time, and we're just dying to know the answers."

The woman paused and waited until the vampire holding Gareth said, "I don't think he appreciates puns, gorgeous."

"Aw!" she pouted. "That's no fun. Does Augustine remove your sense of humor when they hire you? A little brainwashing to go along with their other experiments?"

"You'd know all about our experiments, wouldn't you, Angel?" Gareth's voice was as vicious as it was hoarse and pained. His accent was faint, but recognizably Irish.

It was a poor attempt to antagonize her and only made her laugh, delighted. "Oh, you do know who I am! Yay! That's such a time-saver, you have no idea. So convenient when people already have some idea of what's about to happen to them.”

He spat in her face, but she dodged several feet to the side with supernatural reflexes, did a little spin, and retraced her path in a gleeful samba step, arms snaking in practiced ballroom precision.

“Nuh-uh, Gareth,” she sing-songed. “Bad boy. We know all your naughty, little tricks. Tell me, have you starting having stomach problems yet? A little gastric upset? We've noticed you buy a lot of Tums, so I'm going to go out on a limb and say you are. But it's not so bad yet. Right? Just a little discomfort and acid reflux.” She tittered again when he shook his head in denial. "There's so much vervain in your system; it's impressive you can eat anything at all. That takes fortitude. I admire that." She leaned in very close to him. "Sure, your spit'll make my skin sizzle like bacon in a cast iron skillet, but have you ever stopped to wonder what they've done to the herb they're pumping you full of?"

He was silent for a moment, the music's dance beat thumping with the steady, even breathing of the person holding the camera. “I don't listen to lying demons.”

She leaned back again and sighed. Shook her is manufactured disappointment. “Funny story. I'm the worst liar. Obfuscation, distraction, playing a character? That, I can do. But direct untruths? No way. I get so nervous and tongue-tied!”

“It's true,” the vampire holding Gareth confirmed. “You can always see the moment when she wants to lie, but can't quite figure out how. It's adorable. Makes a face like a disgruntled kitten.”

He let go of Gareth's injured shoulder and reached forward, his pointer outstretched.

“I will break that finger, if you use it to boop my nose,” she snarled. The giggly, ditzy sorority girl she’d been up until then was gone entirely.

“Someday, gorgeous. I'll get you to loosen up someday.”

“And maybe someday, you won't have brain matter caked in your nails, but I’m not holding my breath.”

“See?” he said to Gareth and poked him in the cheek instead. “Look at that face. Adorable.”

“I don't think Gareth agrees with you, do you, Gareth? No, Gareth thinks I'm a big, scary monster," she said and wiggled clawed fingers at him. "Your fanatical Dr. Mengeles didn't make me. Do you really think that's the only reason I'd give a damn about all of this? No, don't answer that. Of course you do." She stilled for a moment. In the background of the audio was a faint, but growing siren. Her voice was hard and hateful when she spoke again. "Sadly, we're out of time."

The man went to work then, letting go of the human's useless, shattered wrist and wrapping his arm under Gareth's shoulder, around his chest. The other arm was banded around his waist in an intimate hold. He leaned his head against the trapped man's temple and cooed like he would to a lover who had pleased him. "Brace yourself, darling. This is going to hurt."

[scruffpuppy]

songs to listen to while you’re romanticizing fall, my autumn playlist i’d like to share :) spotify playlist linked at the bottom as usual!

just by radiohead

down the line by beach fossils

fallen down (reprise) from undertale

i wanna be adored by the stone roses

graceland too by phoebe bridgers

tommy’s party by peach pit

smking to dth by cyberbully mom club

strange by galaxie 500

acolyte by slaughter beach, dog

when the sun hits by slowdive

sea, swallow me by cocteau twins

it’s called: freefall by rainbow kitten surprise

private presley by peach pit

plane vs tank vs submarine by tigers jaw

this charming man by the smiths

evil by interpol

a portrait of by sorority noise

paul by big thief

covet by basement

asleep by the smiths

still ill by the smiths

lazyitus by happy mondays

teen age riot by sonic youth

where is my mind? by pixies

maud gone by car seat headrest

best person you know by lowertown

cry by cigarettes after sex

fighting in the car by joe p

say yes by elliott smith

faceless moon by the frights

dealer by lana del rey

no surprises by radiohead

constant headache by joyce manor

change by alex g

don’t look back in anger by oasis

heroes by david bowie

fall for her (nobody else) by runner and bobby

sober to death by car seat headrest

what once was by hers

drunk drivers/killer whales by car seat headrest

little dark age by mgmt

my kind of woman by mac demarco

rivers and roads by the head and the heart

+ more!

[skeeverboy]

official skeeverboy music taste

bands that i will more than likely post about!! also if you like them, i love you

- the front bottoms

- joyce manor

- modern baseball

- arcadia grey

- glass beach

- death cab for cutie / the postal service

- prince daddy & the hyena

- sunny day real estate

- cap’n jazz

- rites of spring

- american football

- the world is a beautiful place & i am no longer afraid to die

- tiger’s jaw

- moose blood

- the hotelier

- slaughter beach, dog

- dingus.

- marietta

- joie de vivre

- the flat stanleys

- lincoln

- sorority noise

- mom jeans.

- free throw

- michael cera palin

- moldy peaches/kimya dawson

- bomb the music industry!

- green day

[creepling]

URL TAG GAME: Spell your url with song titles and then tag as many people as there are letters.

thank you for the tag @chernayawidow <3

Chicago is so Two Years Ago - Fall Out Boy

Rev Your Motor - Dog Park Dissidents

Empty Space - The Story So Far

Engine No. 9 - Deftones

Paper Bag - Fiona Apple

Lady Killers - Lush

I Hate Everything About You - Three Days Grace

No Halo - Sorority Noise

God Is a Circle - Yves Tumor

NO PRESSURE TAGS: @0ddling @hauntedjohnny @connie-taylor @miwaisdumb @devilsriverwolfgirl @johnny-slaughter-me @connietlor @flaybynight @whatitshouldvebeen

[pigeon-projects]

A sublime sorority of sensational sirens. Silent, swift sadists seeking sweet suffering of slovenly swine.

A superior squadron of spiteful supervisors sending swarms of sensational soldiers to solicit slaughter, sever sanity, and split spines.

A small selection of subordinate seductresses, showcasing some singular sisters seperately.

And leaving the alliteration behind, I have finished a squad of Daemonettes for both my Emperor's Children and a small Hedonite force. They even had a first game, slicing up a bunch of Orks before being blasted back to the warp by the most Deffkopta Rokkit shots I've ever seen that squad fire.

Overall very happy with the skin. Contrast paint worked well for easy hair, and as I realized just last night, matches the warpfire of my Dark Apostle, so now I picture then as firey haired Banshees. Ghost kind, not space elf kind.

Bonus Apostle, preaching the good word. (That word is Excess).

Mr. Smoke and Speakerface also ready to accompany their lord and hopefully live long enough to be sacrificed for mortal wounds.

[dailyunsolvedmysteries]

University of Idaho murders timeline: What we know about the slaughter of four students 

The victims — Ethan Chapin, 20; Madison Mogen, 21; Xana Kernodle, 20; and Kaylee Goncalves, 21 — were found stabbed to death Nov. 13 2022.

Mogen, Kernodle and Goncalves lived with two other students in a six-bedroom home off campus at 1122 King Road near fraternity row. Chapin, who was dating Kernodle, was staying the night. This is what is known about what happened before and after the killings. 

Saturday, November 12 – Goncalves' final Instagram post

At 8:57 p.m., Goncalves posted a cheerful picture on Instagram (the title photo) posing with four friends and smiling broadly, which appeared to be taken on the porch of a house. "One lucky girl to be surrounded by these pple everyday," she captioned the photo. That night, Mogen and Goncalves hung out at Corner Club, a downtown bar, while Chapin and Kernodle went to a party together at the Sigma Chi house on campus, according to police.

Sunday, November 13 – Two victims seen in Twitch footage

Mogen and Goncalves were captured on video at 1:41 a.m. near a food truck in a clip posted to Twitch. Chapin and Kernodle returned home at about 1:45 a.m., while Mogen and Goncalves arrived at the house at 1:57 a.m after taking a sorority designated driving service, according to police and family. The two female roommates who survived the attack returned home from their night out before the four friends around 1 a.m.

The murders

The four victims were stabbed to death with a fixed-blade knife between 3 a.m. and 4 a.m. on the second and third floors of the home, according to police. The murder weapon has not been recovered. The surviving roommates summoned friends to the house because they believed one of the second-floor victims had passed out. A call to 911 was placed from one of the surviving roommates' phones at 11:58 a.m., reporting an unconscious person. Police said multiple people spoke to the dispatcher.

Wednesday, Nov. 16 – New details emerge, mystery deepens

At a press conference Wednesday, Moscow Police Chief James Fry revealed to reporters for the first time that there were two female roommates at the home during the horrific attack, and they were unharmed. Fry did not identify the 911 caller or offer an explanation for the call coming in more than 8 hours after the slayings. There were no signs of forced entry, he said.

Thursday, Nov. 17 – Coroner releases autopsy findings

The students' deaths were officially ruled homicides in a press release issued by Latah County Coroner Cathy Mabbutt. Their cause and manner of death are homicide by stabbing, according to Mabbutt. She said the victims were likely ambushed in their sleep with a "really large knife" and described the attack as "personal" in an interview with NewsNation. Each of the victims had multiple stab wounds to their torsos. In a press release, police said that the two surviving roommates were not involved in the murders.

Tuesday, Nov. 22 – Did Kaylee Goncalves have a stalker?

Police said in a press release they "pursued hundreds of pieces of information related to this topic and have not been able to identify or verify the identity of a stalker."

Wednesday, Dec. 7 – Police ask for information about vehicle seen near crime 

Police reveal they have received tips and leads about a white 2011 to 2013 Hyundai Elantra spotted near the crime scene in the early morning hours of Nov. 13. They are seeking to speak with the person or people who were inside the vehicle, and ask the public for any information about the vehicle.

Authorities are asking anyone with information about the incident to call 208-883-7180 or tipline@ci.moscow.id.us.

[slaasherslut]

Pig to the Slaughter part 1/?

Angels of Ambrose/Black Christmas crossover

Summary: All of the cast of characters we love so much are put into a new scene. How will they fare with a killer hiding within their little sorority house? Who will live and who will die?

Warnings: Alcohol, excessive cursing, mentions of death

3k words

oc's included in this fic are:

Alia Fowl @kalid-raven, Percy Jones @the-pinstriped-hood, Ellie Mason & Bell Langland @rottent33th, Red @damien-mlm, Darrell Todd @bluecoolr, Skulk @probably-a-plant-thing, Maggie Sinclair @soupbabe

It was a quiet night in the sorority house. Most of the other girls had already left for their Christmas holidays back home. Girls had been filtering out of the house all week once they were all packed up and finished everything for school. The last being Alia, a very sweet freshman girl who had left only half an hour prior. The only ones that were left were Ava, Percy, Ellie and Bell. The four girls planned on staying around campus for the Christmas break, not that any of them had much they wanted to go home to anyways. They didn't mind staying behind though, they had each other for good company. They would all spend Christmas together and possibly have Bell's new boyfriend come visit and meet the rest of the girls. Plus they liked the idea of having the big old house all to themselves, which was something of a rarity if it happened at all. The girls had decided to have a relaxing night in together, except for Bell who was fast asleep upstairs in her bedroom. The other three girls sat in the living room chatting with mugs of hot cocoa and rum in their hands. The flames from the fireplace gave the surrounding walls a warm blush, heating up the entire house around them in contrast to the cold Canadian winter that lay just beyond the walls. Ava excused herself to the kitchen to check on the snack foods that were cooking for the girls to share.

Percy's rant about her beau was cut short by the phone ringing. Ellie and Percy gave each other startled looks. The sound of the phone ringing became something of a bad omen in this particular house. Not a whole lot of people called the house at all, if it was a partner of one of the girls they usually just came by. Most of the recent calls were coming from a disgusting perv who seemed to like getting his rocks off from calling and scaring them. They dubbed him as “the moaner” since his calls were always a bunch of  grunts and moans.

Both girls had their eyes stuck on the old landline at the bottom of the stairs. They felt as though the phone had eyes trained back on them and they were in a staring match with the hunk of plastic. Ava walked back into the room after the first few rings. She fiddled with her freshly dyed red and green hair uncomfortably in the doorway, staring where the other two girls were.

"Just let it ring." She hushed. 

She wasn't sure why she was so quiet, it was as though the person on the other end of the line would be able to hear her if she spoke too loud. Ava took a few steps closer to the girls. She rested her hands on the back of the couch behind Ellie's head as she waited alongside them. The phone rang for a minute straight before it stopped. The three let out a shaky breath in unison. After a few seconds of silence the girls went back to their previous activities. Ava was only a few steps into the kitchen when the phone started ringing once again.

“Really!?” Ellie said in a high pitched voice, she let out a huge groan. They waited a few seconds before Ava sighed and walked over to the phone. “Ava no!” Ellie spoke again. “What if it's him?” Her voice was laced in worry. 

“Well whoever it is they called twice, it might be important.” Ava said as she took the few remaining steps towards the landline and picked it up.

“Hello?” She answered. 

A deep groan on the other end of the line answered her. She mentally cursed herself. It was him again. She looked towards the other girls and rolled her eyes. They sprung up from their spots on the couch and ran across the room to plant their feet next to her. As much as they hated the calls, a morbid curiosity took over them and as much as they hated to admit it they could be kind of humorous sometimes. The girls all looked at each other as a chorus of wailing screamed loudly through the receiver. They seemed to drift between wails of pain and pleasure. 

“Pretty little piggy slut.” The voice was low and gravely. 

Ava raised an eyebrow as she looked between Percy and Ellie. She covered the receiver. 

“Wow!” she giggled. “Looks like Mr. Moans-a-lot is expanding his act!” Her comment made the other two giggle as it seemed to lighten the mood. In previous calls he wasn't much of a talker, usually just vulgar sounds. Another high pitched moan came through, she could tell it was the same guy but it was so high it almost sounded like a woman.

“Pretty… pink… cunt…let me lick it… lick it, lick it, lick it!” The girls all visibly cringed, this wasn’t funny anymore it was getting pretty gross. 

“Let me lick your pretty little piggy cunt!” What followed was a cacophony of vile oinking sounds and a loud dark laugh. 

Ava gasped. “You fucking creep!” She looked towards the other girls. Ellie had covered her mouth in shock, only moving her hands to whisper a harsh “hang up!” The voice continued to laugh before growling. 

“I'm gonna shove my cock so deep inside your pretty pussy you’ll be screaming for me!” He started moaning again. Percy had to turn away from the phone call as Ava scoffed in disgust.

“Okay gross! Never call back here again or were calling the cops! We're done here!”

“Hang up on me you stupid slut and I'll slaughter you like the little piggy you are!”

The voice on the other end began to cackle, fluctuating between several octaves as if multiple people were in the room, but they could tell it was from one person. Ava panicked as she slammed the phone back down without a second thought. Her heart felt like it was going to stop from how fast it was beating, her chest hurt, she could barely breathe.

"That's new." Ellie whispered, she was shaking, they all were. The three girls looked at each other in a pregnant silence. Percy stepped closer to Ava and wrapped herself around the younger girls arm. 

"Honey, come on, let's go sit back down. Don't let that creep ruin our night huh?" Percy pulled her in the direction of the living room as they wanted to resume the nice evening they were having. Ava nodded, her heartbeat finally started to slow and breath filled her lungs easier than before. They were barely a few steps away from the phone when it started ringing again. The sound startled them, making them all almost jump out of their skin. Ellie let out a small shriek and Percy being the protector she was instantly reached out to grab her hand. Ava was so startled she actually became angry. She felt it bubble up in her stomach and shoot up her spine. She stomped back over to the phone and picked up the receiver. 

"Listen you little-!"

"I'm going to kill you." The voice was deep and monotone before the dial tone hung heavy in the air. Her muscles seemed to freeze in fear. The phone still clenched in her fist. The voice was low enough to where the other girls just barely heard it. They all stood in silence together, shaking and on the verge of tears. This had never happened before. Speaking was a completely new thing for this psychopath, but death threats? They never expected that. Any thoughts of the phone calls being a prank by another sorority or one of the frat houses went out the window. Percy was the first to break the silence.

“Well then...” Her voice was shaky, she was nervous but her protective instincts kicked in and she tried desperately not to show how she was truly feeling. She took the phone out of Ava’s hand and set it onto the table, she didn't even bother hanging it up. No more phone calls. She lightly guided Ava and Ellie into the living room and back onto the couch. The two girls sat directly next to each other, their knees pressed together as a way to help calm each other down. Percy draped herself over the back of the couch, wrapping her arms around Ava’s neck from behind. 

"Should I call one of the guys over? Will that make you feel better?" Percy asked, trying to make them more comfortable. Ava shook her head.

"I don't wanna bug them, I'm pretty sure they're all busy." 

"You wouldn't be bugging them!" Percy gave Ava a little squeeze. "In fact, I think they would be offended if we didn't call them at a time like this." Percy cracked a small smile in an attempt to lighten the mood. Ava hesitated for a moment before nodding.

"Okay, okay, but don't guilt trip them. It's late and I don't want to fuck up their night cause this prick is scaring the shit out of us." Percy kissed her on the head before nodding. 

“Should we wake Bell up?” Ellie squeaked. Percy shook her head.

“No, let her sleep, she was up pretty early this morning.”

She got up and left Ava and Ellie sitting on the couch while she left to call around to see who was available for the night. A sniffle next to Ava made her eyes tilt up to see Ellie with tears in her eyes. She looked like she was trying not to cry as she shook, scared out of her mind. Ava felt bad for worrying the poor girl. She shouldn't have picked up the fucking phone, she felt like an idiot.

"Oh Ellie, it's okay, don't cry!" Ava scooted impossibly closer and rested her hands reassuringly on her thigh. Just saying the words were enough for the dam to break and tears flooded out with a choked sob. Ellie threw her arms around Ava's shoulders and curled up into her. She put her arms around the younger girl and lightly rocked her, telling her through hushed whispers that things were gonna be okay, even if she didn't believe it herself. 

As Ellie's tears started to subside, Percy strode back in the room and sat on the armrest of the couch.

"Okay I just got off the phone with the frat house down the road." She clasped her hands together with a small smile. "Red said he'll be by in a little while and he'll sleep in your room with you tonight. Is that okay?" Ava breathed a sigh of relief as she closed her eyes and leaned back against the couch. Red was a sweetheart and he was one of the few men in that fraternity she trusted. She felt better knowing he would be with her throughout the night and she would feel even better once he got there.

Roughly twenty minutes later a loud knock came at the front door. Ava’s heart began to race until Percy opened the door and the voices of Red and Darrell echoed throughout the foyer. She peaked over the back of the couch trying to hopefully hear them better but she couldn't hear exactly what was being said. They spoke in hushed words for a moment until Red noticed a pair of green eyes on him. They had all been busy lately so it was nice to see them again. Ava smiled once they made eye contact. He beamed back with arms wide open, strutting into the living room.

“I heard that a certain little lady needed some Red tonight!” He laughed as Ava jumped over the back of the couch and into his arms. 

“I missed you!” Ava squealed as his arms wrapped around her and squeezed tight. 

“I missed ya too, Av!” He gripped her by the shoulders and held her at arm's length. Her hair was different since the last time he saw her. She went from bleach blonde to green and red, for Christmas of course. He ran his hand through her hair and lightly gripped a section of red hair before turning around to face Percy and Darrell who were chatting, pressing his temple to Ava’s.

“Look Blue! We match!” Darrell stopped his conversation with the raven haired girl and turned his attention to Red, who was pressed up against Ava with his tongue sticking out. Darrell smiled as a faint blush dusted his cheeks. “You two look real cute.” 

The boys said their ‘hellos’ to all three girls before everyone except for Darrell and Percy converged in the living room. Red went through the girls collection of DVD’s before before getting comfy on the couch.

"You girls gonna be okay?" Darrell asked, turning to look at Percy questioningly. 

The two looked over to where Ellie was curled up in the large armchair with a warm blanket and Ava was cuddled up with Red. His arms wrapped tightly around her as she was nestled in between his legs with her back against his chest as they watched whatever movie he had picked out.

"I think we'll be okay. We're just a bit shaken up is all, especially those two." Percy motioned to the other two girls. "I don't think anything bad is actually gonna happen, probably just a dumb prank." Darrell nodded at her words. They were both worried but they did their best not to show it.

"Wan’ me to stay too?" He asked, using his teeth to fidget with the ring in his lip.

"No!" Percy exclaimed. "I can't ask you to do that! Besides, Skulk is probably waiting for you back home." She gave him a sly smile as he looked down at his feet, a crimson blush crept up his neck. A small smile began to mimic hers. Darrel gave a hushed “well okay then” before stepping towards the door before he paused. 

“Actually, can I grab some coffee or somethin’ for the walk back? It's freezin’ out there.” He chuckled.

“Of course!.” Percy answered as she started walking towards the kitchen, Darrell followed closely behind. “Or we made some spiked hot chocolate if you're interested?” He nodded with a smile.

“Sounds perfect, thank you.”

Darrell leaned against the counter top while Percy rummaged around one of the cabinets for one of her travel mugs, she settled on her matte black one. She raised the bag of mini marshmallows on the counter and gave them a shake as a silent question of want. Darrell nodded.  

“Bo was askin’ aboutcha yknow.” A smirk danced along Darrell's lips. Percy rolled her eyes, she was still waiting for that southern dumb ass to apologize for the fight he started.

“Oh god, what did he say this time?”

“Jus’ that he feels like an idiot.”

“Yeah well he should, he was being a total prick… and if he truly feels that way why hasn't he apologized to me yet?” Darrell shrugged. “Well you know how Bo can be.” Percy shrugged with an eye roll while she poured some rum into the travel mug followed by a hefty ladle of hot chocolate from a pot on the stove. The conversation caught the attention of the three in the living room as they peered over to listen in. Percy caught Bo being a bit flirty with one of the freshmen girls and they were having a huge fight. The guy was real sweet on his lady but still couldn't seem to ditch that typical frat boy attitude.

“An’ don't be alarmed if he shows up here sometime soon.” Darrell said as she put a handful of mini marshmallows in the mug.

“What makes you think he's gonna come here? The tool can't even pick up the phone and call me.”

“I heard him on the phone with Maggie this afternoon.”

Percy rolled her eyes once again with a huff as the two made their way into the living room. She tightly screwed the lid on the travel mug and handed it to him.

“Bo hasn't apologized yet?” Ava piped up. Percy and Darrell hadn't known their conversation was being listened to until now, they both turned their attention towards her. The older woman adjusted her glasses as she stepped towards the couch, leaning down against it.

“Don't you worry about it honey, you've got enough on your plate as it is.” She ruffled Ava’s hair as she walked Darrell to the door. The girls and Red shouted out loving goodbyes before he made his way back home in the thick snow.

While Ellie, Ava and Red were getting settled in, and Percy was making Darrell his hot chocolate to prepare him for his trek home, a stranger silently made his way into the house. Climbing up the lattice Ellie had so lovingly placed for her plants, and crawled through the unlocked attic window. Crawling out of the attic he heard the familiar voice of the little piggy bitch who hung up on him earlier. He crept towards the stairs and looked down, seeing two unfamiliar men with his girls made him seethe with rage. A snore from down the hall quickly diverted his attention. The man slowly tiptoed to the room the snoring was coming from and cracked the door open, peering in. A girl with bright pink hair lay fast asleep in her bed. He couldn't help but giggle at the colour. 

“Pretty piggy.” He thought to himself.

He made his way inside and shut the door behind him. Once his eyes adjusted to the dark he made his way to stand at the end of Bell's bed. Looming over her sleeping figure like a predator sizing up his prey. His hand slowly reached out to grasp a belt that was hanging around the post at the end of her bed frame… The nightmare had begun, and it began with a silent scream.

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does the stranger have any favorite memories of ashley? maybe a favorite time she killed him?

Yes! It actually occurred before any of the events before he became a killer going around slaughtering fratbros and such

During a party on campus that involved a lot of the sororities/fraternities, they had briefly met each other and talked for the first time. Ashley was already drunk, but she's always friendly and sociable, and they talked about how being the newbies in the houses sucked. She especially empathized with him because she thought the frat hazings were pretty extreme lately and she was worried someone might seriously get hurt, so he better be careful, because nice guys like him shouldn't have to put up with that shit (:

She'd completely forgotten about that interaction the next day when she was hungover, and about a week later the stranger whose name she didn't catch stopped showing up on campus