#forest nash

[thresholdkid]

this is my lowkey forrest nash and peggy weaver incase anyone was wondering

[lee-scribbles-and-doodles]

Everyone lives Ending AU/continuation where Forest and Peggy track down Henry and try to rehabilitate him by pretending he's Forest's nephew who just flew in from Chicago. (It takes place in the 80s so there's a chance they could get away with it, unlike today).

I feel like Forest would suck at coming up with a new name and would give Henry something generic to go by like Hank Smith.

Side plot where Henry/Hank slowly becomes friends with Eugene and Carrie, because I think the dynamic would be interesting, and the drama that would happen if they piece it together would be immaculate.

Alternative sad version where Marie killed Peggy and Forest has to rehabilitate Henry by himself, but he's really determined to do it because of the way Henry visibly paused during their final confrontation.

[redrosethelurker]

I need the new game theory guy to explain THIS to me.

[scoutstrider007]

[gizmoreviews]

These two have the same energy and I can't be convinced otherwise.

The guy being older, straight man of the duo dispite being just as weird, builds an older brother role in girl's life. They both literally talk to a killer via call to distract them long enough to save their partner.

The girl is funny, energetic, and makes friends with literally everyone they meet. Not to mention family issues

[liightsnow]

Not enough Killer Frequency fanfiction, time to scream

[cherrilemon]

Peggy: Did you ever have like a pet run away and find it or anything?

Forest: I had a lizard that I burnt.

[nightrosebud]

I got the video game Killer Frequency a few weeks ago, and when I tell you that this game is starting to take over as my Hyperfixation of the Moment...

Suddenly, there was a deep, strange sound behind her, something that sounded like a chainsaw, so sudden that Peggy jumped in surprise. She had the insane thought that the sound was a chainsaw, and if she rolled over, the Whistling Man would be there in her hospital room, revving the machine up to chop her into pieces, just like how they tried to cut poor Eugene up in the Maize Maze. Instead, when she turned over, she saw that it was Forest in a plastic chair, his feet propped on her bed and his head leaning back, making him snore with his mouth open. Relief flooded her system, and she giggled when he let out another deep snore so loud that Peggy swore the window rattled in its frame.  Well, that explained why he didn't have a girlfriend.