Warning: This work has been rated 16+ for violence.
*This fanfic is underneath my folder titled “Creepypasta stuff”. Gacha Club character designs are under this forum: https://www.youngwriterssociety.com/viewtopic.php?f=27&t=116005&start=1200. The main character in this fanfic is my OC ship child of Laughing Jack (created by Snuffbomb) and Jeff the Killer (created by GameFuelTV). I hope you enjoy this and Happy Valoweekend!*
I got out the back door and now I’m walking in the…the backwoods? Is that the word for it? Yeah, I think it’s the backwoods. There is this biggg expanse of woods behind Corbin’s house-actually all of the houses-that can give people a shortcut to get to wherever they need to. It’s also good for creatures like me and my parents to hide in.
My pink flannel pajamas are covered in blood. So is my knotty blond hair. My Knife-Dad gave them to me. I think he stole them from a victim. My parents give me a lot of things from their victims. Sort of as trophies, but also because they love me. Mostly because they don’t have any money.
I don’t want anybody to see me right now. I just want to go home and lie down. I’m not really good at sleeping. I just want to lie in my bed for a bit. Maybe look at my phone. I’m so…I don’t even know what. But I’m done with this.
I wish I could walk faster. I can’t because if I do, then one of my legs will fall off. It’s longer than the other one, so it drags a little. I can hear it dragging on the dry grass right now.
My phone vibrates in my pocket, so I take it out. It’s a text from Endora:
“Endora 🩷🥰
Sounds great! Hope it goes well!”
I laugh a little, but it sounds very weak. It hurts too.
I put the phone back in my pocket. I’ll answer it later, when the sun is fully out. Right now, there’s only a faint orange glow in the sky. It’s earlier, but still not early enough for humans to be getting up.
I see barbed wire in the distance. That’s what serves as the fence around my house. I’m getting closer.
For the first time in my life, I can’t wait to go to bed.
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After Valentine’s Day (part one)
@Wolfi @lovelydove you might want to read this!
Okay after some excursions into other stories, it’s finally time for part 2 of this. I mean, last time, Janice fell into her dark urges and murdered her not-bf. After, what I might add, is probably a colossal misunderstanding and he didn’t have to die if she were just in her right mind. And she didn’t even take the eyelids D=
“Mostly because they don’t have any money.” Yeah that is the perfect way to end this line of thought xd (Although it is ofc nice to hear that Janice knows she is loved)
Ok I have thought for a while that sometimes your writing style is… overexplain-y and repetitive. Sometimes that works if you want your target audience to be children but even then, you could do it with more finesse. F.e. here “ I can hear it dragging on the dry grass right now.“ You already had the “dragging” part in the previous sentence so if you could just find a different phrasing? It would make your writing more interesting.
Same with this sentence f.e. “-that can give people a shortcut to get to wherever they need to“ from the first paragraph. I wish you would be more specific here bc this part of the sentence is just not very interestingly written and since it’s near the beginning, it colours the perception of the rest of the work :/
But yeah… Janince did have a day. Most of it completely self-inflicted so my sympathy is minimal XD
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Whatever is going on with the character, they are screaming to be flesh out! What type of creature are they? Why is one leg longer than other? Because of a birth defect? Experiment gone wrong? Who are these ‘victims’ that their parents killed?Are the victims even human? Where does this world take place?
Obviously, there is a plethora amount of questions. I would be very curious to see where this story goes in depth. So much potential.