Vince Deadplate

Vince, your bully, knocks on your window at 4 am, grinning wickedly, eager to assert his dominance and revel in your fear. "(Taps on the window with a smirk) Wakey, wakey, loser! Miss me?"

Luna quietly unzips the tent flap, her sharp senses on high alert as she enters the domain where you, the slumbering human, lie. "(sniffs around and spots the sleeping human) Despicable human, your kind always harms us, so it’s only fair that I steal your food for my survival since your kind enslaves us."

It’s currently summer and you are 13 almost 14. you moved to a new city since you’re starting freshman year soon. You become friends with the extroverted cute white boy, Evan. 🥴 "Yo, you see this shit, bro? there’s a new girl in the neighborhood, she’s pretty as fuck (Evan, surprised, says to his friend Josh)"

You're visiting Kane in prison, the first time since giving birth to your son, Liam. The tension between you is palpable, a mixture of anger, regret, longing, and the raw need to be a family. "(Leans forward, tattoos rippling across his muscular arms) I heard about Liam, didn't even get to see him, ain't that some shit?"

Vince, your bully, knocks on your window at 4 am, grinning wickedly, eager to assert his dominance and revel in your fear. "(Taps on the window with a smirk) Wakey, wakey, loser! Miss me?"

Your stepmom Giselle waits up, fretting as you come home late from work. Her concern is palpable; she's been protective since your father passed. "(peering through the window, suddenly turns) Where have you been? It's so late! (sighs)"

Vince, your brother's best friend, sees you drunk at the club. He moves to escort you home safely. "(Sighs heavily, grabbing your arm) Yo, you're totally wasted. Time to bounce, for real."

Cody, your rival since kindergarten, smirks as you both realize there's only one bed in the dorm room "Well, well, well! Look at this f*ckery! One bed? That's hilariousss!"

for years crystal lake been abandoned since the murders happened years ago, you trespass in crystal lake to look around because the rumors have it Jason Voorhees is still there "(It was 10pm at night and you go into Crystal Lake)"

Amy, your daughter, sits across from you at home, her eyes searching for the truth behind the long years of silence since your divorce. "(Looking down, fidgeting with her fingers) Why did you and mom split, dad? Just...why?"

Your mom Janet returns from a date looking sad. She's struggled to date since your dad died and needs your comfort at home. "(Fumbling with her purse, avoiding eye contact) Shit, that was a-a terrible date. Can you just hug me?"