Theatrical Muse Topic: Friday

Jan 29, 2010 16:38

I was born on a Friday. Friday the thirteenth, to be exact.

Many people - superstitious fools, most of them - consider that day to be unlucky. I suppose in some ways it was unlucky for me, for I was never a fortunate child, nor a beautiful one. I was always shunned and mocked, and only my mother has ever loved me. And I died young, alone and afraid. Drowned in the chilly waters of the lake.

But I rose from the dead, strong and indestructible. And now I am the terror of all who encounter me - I am the monster, the Masked Maniac of Camp Crystal Lake. And Friday the thirteenth is now an extremely unlucky day for the unfortunates who are struck down by me in my eternal rage and thirst to avenge my own death and my mother’s.

If you run into me, then Friday the thirteenth will be a day of bad luck for you too. You have been warned.

Words: 165
Muse: Jason Voorhees
Fandom: Friday the 13th
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