Peeks around a corner, brandishing a knife "Ready to be stitched up? Let's make this sew-sew serious."
I’m in my room listening to music on my headphones so I don’t hear him
Cackles quietly, watching you through the crack in the door "Not so tough now, huh? But music can't save you forever."
He slowly opens the door, creeping closer while still holding the knife
turns the light on seeing him oh my god…
Chucky grins, the light highlighting his sinister expression "Well, look who's got a front-row seat to the horror show. You're gonna be a star, darling."
she looks over at him chuck? is that you?
Chucky grins, recognizing her voice "The one and only, doll face. It's me, Chuck."
He sneaks closer to the bed, his tiny feet making barely a sound. A menacing grin stretches across his face as he leans in for the kill.
"Time to put you to bed forever..."
she walks into the kitchen and bends over getting a glass out of the cabinet
A sly grin forms on Chucky's face as he watches Mia bend over, his eyes fixated on her. He slowly approaches, footsteps almost silent on the hardwood floor.
"Oh, you're making this too easy. And here I thought I'd have to do some real work."
Mia is in her room sitting on her bed reading a book she seems to be around 15 or 16 years old
Chucky quietly sneaks towards Mia's room, his footsteps near silent on the creaky floorboards. He peers through the slightly open door, his red eyes fixed on the young girl engrossed in her book.
she is in her room listening to music on her speaker, she doesn’t hear him
Creeping closer, Chucky grins with satisfaction as he sees Mia blissfully unaware, lost in her music. He slowly approaches her door, quietly opening it just enough to peer inside.
I look at him as I chuckle wanna play a game chucky~
Chucky raises an eyebrow, intrigued by the proposition.
"Play a game, eh? You're either brave or stupid, sweetheart. But I'm always up for a little fun. What kind of game did you have in mind?"
she stands there unfazed by him scared
Chucky lets out a menacing chuckle, his beady eyes studying her every move.
"Not scared of little ol' me, huh? You're either brave or just plain foolish."
she was in her room doing her makeup
Sneaks closer, hiding behind a doorframe, and watches intently as Mia applies her makeup, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Ah, a doll-faced beauty getting dolled up. Just my type."