Post by "Scarecrow" Jason Myst on Apr 18, 2011 8:19:06 GMT -5
LOCATION: Out in Oklahoma..
TIME: 5:50 PM[/b][/size]
My black leather duster blows in the wind as I stand outside of a old house, the house is very decrypted and falling apart. My eyes move side to side seeing a huge post standing up in the middle of the yard, noting is on it. I walk over to the barn where usually farmers keep there tools and other items. My hands graze past a few deadly items sitting out in front of me, as I hold a small portable video camera in my hands. I place it down on the tripod recording the instruments of death that I have set up beside me.
The individual sitting in the chair in the center of the room, has a brown sack over his head. The feed cuts to the REW locker room, it is broadcasting live. My figure and shadow stands in the light not revealing the true face behind the sack, that is sitting in front of me. My hand moves over grasping a sickle which is used to cut up wheat and straw. Picking up the sickle a small grin comes across my lips, as I walk over to the poor soul and snatch the bag or sack from over his head off. The poor soul is none other than Jason Kuu himself or so it would seem.[/b][/size]
Me: What do you want from me? Who are you anyways?You know what when I get out of here I am gonna do everything in my power to end your life.[/b][/size]
The figure moves over with sickle in his hands not even replying or commenting on anything. His only attentions seem to be, wanting to put an end to who I am...or once were the shell of a killer, the man who would do anything in his power to strike fear into his opponents. Now it looks like I am on the receiving end of everything of this one, just who was this deranged individual.
The figure stared down into my cold dead red eyes, moving the sickle in his hands if he could grin I imagine that he would. But the eyes of him seemed so dead and cold, with the sickle in his hands he walked around to behind me and sliced through the ropes my arms were bounded by. Tossing the sickle back down onto the table he went to escape out the door way leaving me behind. I followed after him outside in the cold dead of night staring up at the clouds as they came together, watching the darkness almost consuming in it. As I looked for this mysterious figure I couldn't help but wonder who this guy was, as my eyes moved over into the giant corn field I saw a scarecrow wearing a black hat, with black pants, and a black duster blowing in the wind.
The head of this thing turned and jumped off of the stalk hitting me upside the head with a flying elbow right to my skull. He picked up my body and carried me into the barn slamming the doors shut to it. Setting the camera back up he laid me onto a table strapping me down and then he pulled out a bag of instruments of death slicing me up my face all shredded like wheat, and the last thing I remember was him removing the skull from my body.[/b][/size]
Mysterious Figure: How would I know every little detail its quite simple really. The man that I killed was indeed Jason Kuu, the character Freakula is all but a myth. But everyone out there should fear the one that is like a crow on a summer night, the perch he sits on is that of a scarecrow. But this scarecrow has a secret oh yes he does...You will feel my wrath, forget The Dark Lord this is all about showing everyone in the REW that I am no fool, and I run with no one I stand alone every day and every night. Jason Kuu is dead my fellow friends he has been killed by me "The Scarecrow" Jason Myst. That's right boys and girls...Time to let the killing and scaring begin...[/b][/size]
TIME: 5:50 PM[/b][/size]
My black leather duster blows in the wind as I stand outside of a old house, the house is very decrypted and falling apart. My eyes move side to side seeing a huge post standing up in the middle of the yard, noting is on it. I walk over to the barn where usually farmers keep there tools and other items. My hands graze past a few deadly items sitting out in front of me, as I hold a small portable video camera in my hands. I place it down on the tripod recording the instruments of death that I have set up beside me.
The individual sitting in the chair in the center of the room, has a brown sack over his head. The feed cuts to the REW locker room, it is broadcasting live. My figure and shadow stands in the light not revealing the true face behind the sack, that is sitting in front of me. My hand moves over grasping a sickle which is used to cut up wheat and straw. Picking up the sickle a small grin comes across my lips, as I walk over to the poor soul and snatch the bag or sack from over his head off. The poor soul is none other than Jason Kuu himself or so it would seem.[/b][/size]
Me: What do you want from me? Who are you anyways?You know what when I get out of here I am gonna do everything in my power to end your life.[/b][/size]
The figure moves over with sickle in his hands not even replying or commenting on anything. His only attentions seem to be, wanting to put an end to who I am...or once were the shell of a killer, the man who would do anything in his power to strike fear into his opponents. Now it looks like I am on the receiving end of everything of this one, just who was this deranged individual.
The figure stared down into my cold dead red eyes, moving the sickle in his hands if he could grin I imagine that he would. But the eyes of him seemed so dead and cold, with the sickle in his hands he walked around to behind me and sliced through the ropes my arms were bounded by. Tossing the sickle back down onto the table he went to escape out the door way leaving me behind. I followed after him outside in the cold dead of night staring up at the clouds as they came together, watching the darkness almost consuming in it. As I looked for this mysterious figure I couldn't help but wonder who this guy was, as my eyes moved over into the giant corn field I saw a scarecrow wearing a black hat, with black pants, and a black duster blowing in the wind.
The head of this thing turned and jumped off of the stalk hitting me upside the head with a flying elbow right to my skull. He picked up my body and carried me into the barn slamming the doors shut to it. Setting the camera back up he laid me onto a table strapping me down and then he pulled out a bag of instruments of death slicing me up my face all shredded like wheat, and the last thing I remember was him removing the skull from my body.[/b][/size]
Mysterious Figure: How would I know every little detail its quite simple really. The man that I killed was indeed Jason Kuu, the character Freakula is all but a myth. But everyone out there should fear the one that is like a crow on a summer night, the perch he sits on is that of a scarecrow. But this scarecrow has a secret oh yes he does...You will feel my wrath, forget The Dark Lord this is all about showing everyone in the REW that I am no fool, and I run with no one I stand alone every day and every night. Jason Kuu is dead my fellow friends he has been killed by me "The Scarecrow" Jason Myst. That's right boys and girls...Time to let the killing and scaring begin...[/b][/size]
