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Creepypasta Fanfic #01

(Reviewed by: Mod Sarah)

CHAPTER TWO: NEWS

(Jeff's POV) (Joy)

I sighed, leaning back in my chair, my arms crossed while everyone else continued to bicker. Maybe some other time I would have been one of the arguing voices, but right now? I just didn't care enough to. (Ain’t he supposed to be..I don’t know…PSYCHO?)

"Well, someone has to be doing this! I mean a sudden random string of murders in town? This CAN'T just be coincidence!" Masky argued, frowning at Jane's rolling eyes. (Oop we brought Marble Hornets into this. PS this is the OOC!Masky. And why are Jane and Jeff in the same room?)

"Well, clearly it isn't one of us! We have all been staying home at night to PREVENT things like this happening!" I just rolled my eyes. This was just getting annoying and repetetive. (*Repetitive. Also, why are they trying to prevent murder?)

"Guys, just think about it-" Toby (And enter Ticci-Toby) said with a small shrug. "Don't forget that is IS possible this is just another regular human: I mean, this happens from time to time: Random psychopaths go on killing sprees and are eventually caught by the police." (Like Jeff and Jane because they’re still human)

"That would actually make sense. Toby does have a good point, for one." Hoodie (HOODIE DON’T TALK EITHER) agreed quietly. Masky just shook his head. "Look, these aren't just murders: They're gruesome.Not to mention expertly executed. Even we, when we went to investigate, couldn't find a scrap of evidence (thAT’S HOW SERIAL MURDERS TEND TO WORK). What makes you think that the incompetent police have a better shot?"

"Guys, Guys…" A lazy voice from across the room drawled. We all glanced over in the direction. There was BEN, (Why the shit is there a video game demon here) leaning back on the couch with a game (Shocker) in hand, his eyes focused on the screen, while he listened lazily to the conversation.

"I don't get what the big deal is. Are we really such big assholes that it's okay for US to kill people, but when someone else decides to join in on the fun, we got to shut them down? (BOUT TO WRECK SOMEONE) I mean, come on people. I don't see why we're freaking out. Toby's right. They gotta get lazy sometime, leave a couple clues, and the cops will take it from there. Why do we have to do any work?"

"The difference is: we REGULATE our murders." Masky said, clearly annoyed. "I mean, there are some nights where we DON'T allow ANYONE to go into town, so we won't draw too much attention!" (So they all live together and kill off people in one town? BEAUT)

BEN just yawned, rolling his eyes. "You guys are all just over reacting. Don't get your panties in a twist, aight? This literally has NOTHING to do with us."

Suddenly, a figure stood. Someone else who, like me, had been quiet up to this moment. EJ. (WHY ARE WE AGAINST COMMAS. Also here comes EJ) And he didn't seem happy.

"Can't you get from your retarded, drug induced brain how serious this, you IDIOT?" (Oh we’re using that version of BEN okay.) He hissed. The room went silent, and BEN raised a brow, amused. He has always been the kind of person to toy with people, because he liked the reactions he got. Usually nobody questioned him. I mean, after all he's been through, he deserves to get to be a brat (HE’S A CORRUPT VIDEO GAME). But sometimes it was annoying.

"This has EVERYTHING, I repeat, EVERYTHING to do with us!" Ej snarled. "I mean, seriously, you think we're home free? Why do you think we live in the middle of the goddamn woods! (No. Please. Cease and Desist.) So we won't be FOUND. Humans aren't the only one searching for us! Zalgo isn't exactly on our good side either (Overused storyline is overused). And you know what he does? He sends his little stupid troops to search around places with high kill counts. The longer THIS goes on, the more at risk WE are! This person is out of control, and needs to be stopped, RIGHT NOW!"

Smile Dog, who was sitting next to me, whimpered from all the yelling (One big pasta get-together). I sighed and patted his head. Everyone else in the room was dead silent.

And with a sudden flick of a hand, EJ smacked the game out of BEN's unexpecting hands, and it shattered against the wall. (RUDE EJ)

"WHAT THE FU- JESUS EJ, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!" the gamer snapped angrily. I couldn't help but chuckle. He had it coming. (YOU DO NOT BUST A BROTHER’S GAME)

After a few moments of silence, Hoodie spoke up again. "There isn't anything we can do as of now. Why don't we all just turn in for the night? We can send some people out to wander around the city and see if anything interesting happens, but otherwise, we have no options."

After a few tense moments, everyone sighed, and the tension left the room.

"That's the best idea we have. We all need some decent sleep and a few days to think about this." Masky said with a sigh. "I'll update Slendy (Pasta party up in this bitch) on the situation when he returns. But for now, let's get some rest. And… who wouldn't mind going on watch?"

After a few silent moments, I spoke up for the first time that night. "I'll go out tonight. I'll keep watch to make sure nothing strange happens."

I wasn't the least bit surprised when none other than Jane offered to go too. She doesn't trust me on any mission, not one bit. (Gee, I wonder why?)

BEN, who was collecting the shattered fragments of his gaming console, offered to keep watch too, by hacking into the street cameras to see if anything suspicious was going on. (Tech Junkie! BEN of course)

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As soon as the sun set, Jane and I left to go to town. We hiked through the woods in silence, she occasionally glancing at me. After a while, she huffed and said: "You know I'm not doing this to help you, you know that right?!" I rolled my eyes. (Betting you five bucks they’re gonna make out in this)

"Yes, don't worry I know." It was cold, so I had pulled up the white hood to my bloodstained jacket, my hands in my pockets.

"I…" Her voice all of a sudden sounded fragile. "I'm doing this because I'm worried… I'm worried about everyone back at home…"

I glanced at her. "You don't need to worry. We're going to fix this." I said, before looking back at the forest ahead.

"But… he…. We've never found someone who has murdered so many… and never left a trace… What if it's actually Zalgo? Or another threat?!" I reached to pat her shoulder, but she stepped away from me. "Keep your distance! Don't forget, I am going to kill you one day!" She said, huffing. But I knew she wasn't serious. (This is like getting a punch to the stomach)

I chuckled, and she just rolled her eyes, continuing to walk into the woods. If there was one thing Jane was good at: It was stealth. That girl is practically a ninja. Here I am, clomping though the woods, breaking every possible twig I could, and she was walking as if it was a carpet floor and she were barefooted, not even making a sound.

Eventually, we made it through the dense wood and into town. We sighed as we walked over to the pavement, and down the street.

"So, now what?" I said, shrugging. She shrugged too. "I guess… I'll take the East Side, and you take the West?"

"Sure, why not?" I agreed, and we parted our ways with a wave, branching off to take our posts. After Jane left, I continued to walk down the sidewalk, until a payphone I was standing next to rang, making me jump in surprise. Was that for… me? I cautiously answered the phone. (Why does Jeff have a phone?)

"…Hello?" "Hey Man, it's just me." "Jesus Christ, BEN, you spooked me. I forgot you were tapping into all the cameras and stuff around town. I guess this is how you'll be keeping in contact?" "You know it. I've hooked into the traffic and security cameras all around town, along with all of the payphones and stuff… So if I ever see some weird shit, I'll give you a cal- OH MOTHER FUCKER!"

I jumped in place, dropping the phone and scrambling to pick it up. "WHAT?! HOLY SHIT DID YOU SEE SOMETHING?!" I yelled into the phone, my heart racing. I pulled my knife from my pocket, whirling around.

"I BROKE MY LAST REPAIRABLE SCREEN, FUCK! AND I DON'T HAVE ANY CASH TO BUY SOME MORE! FUCKING EJ!" He yelled from his end. I face palmed.  (Jesus Christ on a bike I cannot)

"Are you fucking serious?! You just gave me a heart attack! And over your stupid game!? Why the hell are you fixing that now! You're supposed to be focusing!"

Ben huffed. "Well, EJ broke it, and that bastard isn't going to buy me a new one, so yes, yes I am fixing it right now! And fine, calm your fucking man tits, I'll put it away for now, and focus. Jesus."

"THANK you."

"Yeah, Yeah, whatever." He hung up, and I did the same, looking down the eerie and empty street. It was dark, and the only think lit were a few flickering street lights.

This was gonna be a long night.  (3/10 for an overused subplot and OOC characters)