Sep 11, 2020
Klute (Alan J. Pakula, 1971).
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Klute (Alan J. Pakula, 1971).
Klute (Alan J. Pakula, 1971).
Klute (Alan J. Pakula, 1971).
The death of John Mortensen. And the birth of Kazor. · John: "You're pretty good Jeff. But not good enough. Tell you what. You do something for me and I'll do something for you. Like a 50/50 kind of business. Whadda you say?" *Gives Jeff back his knife.* · Jeff: *Coughs out some blood blocking his throat. Breathes in deep and tries to speak.* "Sure thing. You've proven yourself to be formidable enough. What's the catch?" · John: "Carve out a frown on my face. I don't want the typical Glasgow smile tha you leave on your victims corpses. I want something different. I'm tired of pretending to smile. I'm tired of giving off happiness just to expect nothing back. I want payback. I wanna show them just how sad and miserable life can be." · Jeff: *chuckles and gurgles out more blood. He wipes it off and looks up to John.* "You're a f*cking psycopath. I like that. Hahhahaa. Alright, alright. I'll help you with that. One frown coming right up." *knees John in the gut and hits him in the head with a cheap elbow shot.* · John: "Gah! Letting off steam from earlier. Hahaha f*cking c*ck sucker. Just do the favor already" *John on the ground trying to rub off the pain on his head as Jeff suddenly pierces through his cheeks and slices it through.* · Jeff: "I won't say go to sleep. I'll say stay awake. For this'll be one funny and hilarious moment for the both of us." *carves out a frown on John's left cheek. Then carves out another frown on his right. John shouts and screams in pain and agony. Blood starts to gush out of his mouth. His eyes become bloody red leaving the the iris in it's natural color. Then blood starts to flow out of Johns eyes. · John: "Agh! Oh sh*************t that hurts! Aghhhhh!" *John finally stands up feeling his face qith his hands. He looks at his hands with blood on it as he looks out. He gives out a haunting, menacing look. Then let's out a haunting maniacal laugh. Jeff then leaves leaving his artwork in the alley still enjoying his new look.*
John Mortensen. A.K.A Kazor. Age: 19 Height: 5"11 This is the still sane version of my OC for Creepypasta.
John Kenn Mortensen
A tiny selection of favorites from the amazing plethora of whimsical fantasy/horror drawings on John Kenn Mortensen's blog. Two books of his art have been published in Denmark. The first is readily available in the United States.