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Our Scream Queen
Part I: First Bloodshed
Summary: Bill and Stu realize they have a big fucking problem when they aren't the only killers on the loose and their target screamer is someone else's prize,Sidney Prescott.
Warning ⚠️: Blood,Gore,Death,Hinted pedophilia,cursing,threats,Grade A+ Police work, no poof read
"Slasher talking" "Normal Talking" "Unknown talking"
'Written '
Cast, I[here] II III IV V VI VII VII VIII IX X
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The phone ringing was the only sound in that large house. It was Tuesday. Just a day before Casey Becker got a similar call that ended her life...the first was made out to a blonde male named Greg Stephens.
Greg Stephens the football jock of Woodboro High School with girls falling off of his arm at ever waking moment. Currently he was at home with his little brother relaxing downstairs with him. He stood up from the sofa his arm moving away from around his little brother who sat next to him to go answer the landline. "Hello?Stephens' residents." He said as his brother still watched the movie they rented from the video store earlier that day. "I'm sorry is Peter there? He gave me this number." A male voice crackled on the other end. "Unless you're talking about pete who's ten years old I think you got the wrong number." He hung up the landline about to walk back when it rung again.
"Hello?" The same voice said. "You got the wrong number guy." Greg said with a roll of his eyes. "Wait don't hang up!" He said almost sounding panicked. "Why the hell not?" The jock folded his arms leaning against the wall dividing the hallway from the living room. "I want to talk to you for a minute. You said you were a Stephens. You don't happen to be Greg right?" They asked with a chuckle and the star athlete felt his chest swell with pride at being recognized from name alone. He started to walk a bit further away from the TV deeper into the hallway. "Do I know you? What's your name?" Greg asked looking down at his socked feet not noticing the shadow that just pasted the front door light. "I had to guess yours come on make this fun guess mine." The voice said full of jovial teasing. "Fine...Scott?" He guessed thinking it was the frontline men. "Wrong. Guess again."
"Tyler?" He hummed the light of the TV hitting his back, his little brother letting out a scream when he got scared at the movie, causing him to roll his eyes at his skittish behavior. "Wrong again, and what was that noise?" The caller asked. "My stupid little brother, he gets so scared at these shitty scary movies." He said as he peaked behind him, seeing his brothers with his head under the covers on the couch. "Awe, scary movies aren't all that bad. What's your favorite?" They asked. "I thought I was the one asking questions?" The quarterback pushed his blonde hair out of his face. "Well, you clearly suck at that game, so I'm giving you an easier one... a trivia game of sorts." The voice said some shuffling on the other line.
Once the movement stopped, the game really began. "So what's your favorite?" Greg thoughts about it for a moment before answering. "Halloween ya know with Michael Myers." A hum of agreement came through the receiver. "That's a good one. The big ass stalker is just out of frame." Greg chuckled. "How about you, or do I have to guess?" The unknown caller chuckled just the same. "Oh, please do." He thought about it thinking of any recent releases, but this guy might not have seen anything newer, so he stuck to classics. "Friday the 13th." He answered. "That's the one where the guy in the hockey mask kills camp counselors, right? He was scary." Greg went to turn around seeing a good chunk of the movie has passed. "I should get off now." He said as he was going to hand up when the next words made him freeze up. "Oh, come on. The Exercist can wait."
Greg stood in the hallway stiff as his breath went stale in his lungs. "How?" He asked not daring to breath as if the walls were listening to him. "How what?" The man on the line asked sounding confused. "Did you know what I was watching?" He started to move again get closer to the door checking out the window before locking the door. "You told me." This angered the jock as he dropped the landline and picked up the cordless phone. "No the fuck I didn't" He heard his own voice double over due to two lines being open. Greg stated going around the house most of the blinds were closed and the front and back door was locked. Rushing over to his brother he pulled the covers off of him the boys eyes scared as he looked at the TV. "Go to your room now." The boy nodded without hesitation not wanting to be in the same room as the movie now. "Still want to play that game?" The voice said sounding more sadistic this time. "I got a fucking game for you to play its called hide the zucchini and you'll play it a-fucking-lot in prison asshole" He growled as he got a knife from the block in the kitchen.
The voice chuckled no longer innocent and carefree. "Play along, and you'll live to see the light of day." He said, but Greg saw this as a bluff and scoffed at him. "Yeah, right, dial a 1-800 number for sick kicks." With that he hung up and what a mistake that was a brick flew in through the window almost hitting him and on it was a note picking the note off of it in messy handwriting it said 'Answer Me!' As he finished reading it, the phone rung again, making him jump, and he answered hastily. "Fine!!! I'll play just leave my house." The voice let out a forced laugh. "Good boy, now I only have three questions. Each one will save a life. Get one wrong, and you'll lose a life."
"It a horror movie game, so I hope you know a thing or two. What was Freddy Kruger in life?" He asked as Greg looked out the window where the brick came from. "A-a janitor at a school." A tsk sounded through the phone. "Half right yet. I asked what he was not what he did...he was a pedophile. Sound familiar Gregory all those freshmen fighting for your attention father like son everyone in town knows he likes em young." Whoever this was knew too much about his family it was only stupid allegations,but the school never pushed the matter and the girls were always willing.
"Don't beat yourself up the next one is easy. What does the reverse bear trap do?" This one was easy. "It rips the victims jaw off by opening instead of closing."Silence washed over the line,he won.
"Right! See not that hard last question. How many people did Voorhees kill in Friday the 13th?" Greg almost jumped for joy this was a trick question. "None! Jason didn't kill anyone till the second movie. I beat you! You sick fuck!" He cheered into the phone panting lightly trying to ease his heart,but the only thing he heard was himself. The other side of the line was quite. Greg paused...
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He thought he won anyways.
"WRONG! Nine people were killed by Voorhees!!!" He voice seemed to yell ashamed by his stupidity. "No no no Jason was dead it wasn't until part 2 he killed someone!" He defended himself his voice panicked. "I didn't say Jason,I said Voorhees!!! Pamela Voorhees killed nine people before she was beheaded. You only got one right!" That only deepened Greg's confusion. "Only one?! I got two right!" Didn't he? Yes he did, yet he really didn't. "Nope I said half right and I don't give half credit which makes it wrong you didn't answer the question correctly,but that one wrong I took a life and now with the last one you lost yours." The line cut dial tone ringing in his ear as the sound of more glass breaking came from the back door.
Rushing towards the living room with the knife ready to strike he saw his father bleeding on the carpet his intestines spilling from his midsection. A note pinned on him the same way as the brick. 'One wrong answer one life lost.♡♡♡' His eyes went wide as his heart raced...Peter...did Peter pay for his second missed question like their dad? Running up the stairs he ran into his brothers room one hand dialing 911 as he busted through the door.
On the bed he layed there his blond curled locks just above the covers and his breathing steady as he slept. Greg got closer his hand going onto his brothers shoulder "911 what's your emergency?" A female operated asked. His hand pulled away as he answered. "Someone's outside my house and killed my da—" Greg was cut off. "You mean your deadbeat child fondling father!" They seemed to yell over the phone,but there was this odd double layering of his voice which only happened when two lines were...on at the same time...this meant he was in the house. As the odd echoing ended still ringing in his ears the bedroom door slammed close and the red masked psycho jumped on him pulling him out of the room and throwing him down the stairs his kitchen knife being lodged in his shoulder causing him to scream out as the boy laid still in bed as instructed by the masked individual that snuck in.
The oh so high and mighty jock shakingly got up at run away seeing that this person is so much stronger than him and he was now injured. It would have been laughable anyone would think a jock like that would fight,but put a little fear in their hearts and the coward will turn tail. The masked individual casually walked down the stairs their blood stained knife cutting the wallpaper as they hummed. Greg ran out the back door into the wooded area behind his house. Tree branches whipped him and his ankle almost rolled several times as he ran just past the clearing should be a main road. He made it to the small ravine just off the side as headlights came closer he tried to wave to them as he climbed up,but just as his upper body got fully on the pavement a gloved hand grabbed tightly at his blonde locks pulling his head back as a hunting knife slit his throat his torso falling back as the car drove past the older couple talking not even noticing anything just talking about picking up dry cleaning for the dinner party tomorrow night hoping their daughter Casey didn't have that boy over when they leave.
The police stood in the doorway of the house looking at the coroner who took the father's body while in the ambulance with open doors the boy sat in a foil cover over his shoulders as he was checked. A younger officer came up to the Captian by the name of Dewey. "Ya got to come see this Cap."
==Time Skip==
In the kids room the stepped on the other side of the bed opposite of the door looking right under the window. In blood was written. 'Play sleep while I play tag ♡ : )' a dripping smiley face and heart were drawn underneath the message. The forensic took pictures, and the flash clicked as Dewey clapped the police captain shoulder and pointed towards the now closed bedroom door. 'I'll give you that one.. You're safe...well, not you. ♡♡♡' In the same bloody display. "We clearly got someone mentally unstable on the loose any word on the kid, Greg Stephens?" The captain asked as they walked out of the room and slowly down the stairs looking at the peeled wallpaper that looked ripped up after being cut. "Nothing...do you think he would have done this to his own father and brother?" Dewey said as they now stood in the living room. The body of Lucas Stephens having already been removed, the only evidence was the yellow number and the outline of dark red-browning blood. "We don't know anything until we find him, and neither does the news." The older man said, walking out the house unknown to the officers. Almost a fifty yards out into the woods hung Greg by his feet, a long cut from his pelvic bone to his collarbone His intestines were on the ground already swarmed with bugs feasting away if the police didn't hurry they'd lose their sweet parting message written in the organs,but what they don't know can hurt them.
The news of the break in wasn't out to the public yet they wanted it to be swept under the rug since Greg wasn't yet found,but when Casey Becker and here boyfriend were killed the search for Greg as the main suspect lasted only a few hours the body now maggot and fly ridden and picked at by creatures in the woods did they know they had a serial killer on their hands with the same MO.
How wrong they were...great minds just think alike.
===Thursday Morning===
The news crew were outside of the high school buzzing about the murder of Casey Becker and Steve along with the earlier break in at the Stephen's house that lead to Greg's discovery in the forest.
It was hectic at first with the leading suspect haven been Greg since he dated Casey before she dumped him for Steve and them both being found dead, yet that all went out the window when his body was strung up just like her's having been there for who knows how long. The fun has just started the killer looked at the news crew and grinned closing the car door.
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A/N: next part will have all the new characters interacting with the orginals. I'll just say they are all connected togther story will go into their dynamic and relationships with eachother. Someone else is gonna die!
Everything will be close to the script with added scenes or scenes with extra character interaction. Also Muder Husbands will so have competition one of them thinks it's hot the other is being a bratty grease ball guess which is which?
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just-a-latina-fangirl · 3 months
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GUYS
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Here’s the link to the article
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give-grian-rights · 5 months
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i hate surrounding myself with like-minded peers. what the fuck do you mean people on this website and ao3 are NORMAL about Joel and Grian and Jimmy.
what the fuck do you mean you aren't obsessing over edits literally not even posted online of them. what do you mean you dont stop and hyper analyze every lategame interaction between them. WHAT THE FUCK!!
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oftenlyshitposting · 6 months
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WAKE UP MS. BORDIZZO DID IT AGAIN Y'ALL
i'm fucking crying natasha just kept doing it atp its on purpose 😭😭😭😭 captain of wolfwren truly
also as always, congratulations are in order for @musenilla again!
and to wolfwren warriors, its another win 💅🏽
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minicapybara · 6 months
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Izzy before and after Calypo's birthday.
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mr-orange505 · 5 months
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san-sebastienne · 8 months
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DIVINE
IS
✨💀Gagging💀✨
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thelawsofdaylight · 2 years
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anyway speaking of the very weird and kind of ironic coincidence that is the queen's jubilee and barricade day happening on the same weekend: do you guys like our banner
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heygoditsmeagain0 · 2 months
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yall i had my first kiss with a guy and the mf really kissed another girl 2 minutes after.. there dating now.
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Our Scream Queen ~~Cast and Alibis~~
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This is a retelling of the first Scream film with added characters(I added a whole group so the killer(s) wouldn't be obvious) New added Fic Cast and there relationship with Casey Becker and Steve
Original Scream Cast as Themselves
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Amandla Stenbrug as Dorothy Curtis
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Relationship to the victim: None with either
Alibi: At home on the phone with Ric until next morning
Witnesses: Parents and Richard Collins
Bradley Steven Perry as Nicholas 'Nick' Collins
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Relationship to the victim: Shares homeroom with both
Alibi: Working at the grocery store
Witnesses: Boss, Ashton,Ric and 2+ employees and customers
Cameron Boyce as Richard 'Ric' Collins
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Relationship to the victim: Shares homeroom with both
Alibi: Waiting for Nick to get off and on phone with Dorothy
Witnesses: Nicholas Collins,Ashton Williams,Dorothy Curtis,and 2+ other
Dorothy Stratten as Rebecca Elizabeth
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Relationship to the victim: Ex-friend of Casey and Ex-girlfriend of Steve
Alibi: Walking home from roller rink with Vanessa
Witnesses: Vanessa Robinson and Joshua Robinson
Ella Balinska as Vanessa Robinson
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Relationship to the victim: Share Chemistry with Steve
Alibi: Walking home from roller rink with Rebecca
Witnesses: Rebecca Elizabeth and Joshua Robinson
Payton Meyer as Joshua 'Josh' Robinson
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Relationship to the victim: None with Either
Alibi: At home working on car in the open garage and left work 4 hours earlier
Witnesses: Vanessa Robinson, Rebecca Elizabeth,Boss,and 2+ neighbors
Ethan Cutkosky as Ashton Williams
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Relationship to the victim: Ex Boyfriend of Casey
Alibi: Working behind meat counter in grocery store.
Witnesses: Nicholas Collins, Richard Collins,Boss, 2+ other
Jace Norman as Tyler Myers
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Relationship to the victim: None with Either
Alibi: At video store closing shift
Witnesses: Randy Meeks 2+other
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campbyler · 9 months
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hi! so sorry if you’ve answered a question like this before, but i was wondering, when you guys write new chapters together, do you each have a character that you’re assigned to write the POV of? or do you take turns/joint write it? i’m just very interested in the process, i don’t see collaborative fics often and this especially seems like something you guys have fully planned out and put a lot of thought into, so i’m super curious!
we have answered something similar, but it's been a minute, so we're happy to answer again!! :D
rather than split it up by character, since there are three of us and we only have two povs, we just decided to alternate chapters (for the most part). our original outline had to change a little bit, because the pivotal scene at the end of ch04 was actually supposed to be the opening scene of ch05, and we felt it was far more impactful to be a closer rather than an opener (i am being intentionally vague in case you haven't read it yet).
that said, we ended up working the chapter order around me (thea).....because i had the idea for That ch04 scene, and suni and andi trusted me and my vision enough to let me be the one to write it. the contents of ch09 are also my baby, and also something suni and andi are trusting me with, which is why they'll be playing hot potato for the next four chapters so that i could have it. i am very grateful to them both for both enabling me and taking on extra legwork while doing so 🤍
in the end we've each got 5 chapters to write! the entire chapter itself is written by just one of us, but the other two go in and heavily beta. we help each other reword things, give ideas when we get stuck, and are all around each other's biggest cheerleaders! it's been really fun!
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[Note]: The call and moments accompany Victor’s Trend Date. Do remember to read the date first! ♡
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⌚ This post contains detailed spoilers for content yet to be released on the global server! ⌚
•─────⋅◍♡◍⋅─────•
✧ [CALL] ✧
Victor: Just saw the message you sent, why did you get off work early today?
MC: Because I was mainly busy with the HR department today, working on the new activities. So, called it a day when it was done.
MC: By the way, Victor, I’m going to ask you a question, and you have to answer it seriously.
Victor: What test did you see on the internet again?
MC: Not an online test. It’s a serious question!
MC: I just want to ask you, what’s your impression of me? If you had to use a few words to describe me…
MC: You have 30 seconds to contemplate it.
Victor: Sometimes slow, sometimes surprisingly smart, although silly most of the time, yet always brings surprises.
Victor: Mm… the cute kind of dummy.
MC: Phew, I can relax then…
Victor: What were you worried about?
MC: Wasn’t I saying the company was doing an induction session for new employees today? During the ice-breaking session, HR asked them to describe their impressions of me.
MC: Guess what they wrote? “Doesn’t love to smile,” “a little stern,” “very serious,” “fast-moving.”
Victor: Sounds a little familiar.
MC: That’s you! And when I reflected back on it, they were actually right.
MC: It turns out that without even realizing it, I’ve changed so much…
MC: Sob, sob, why aren’t you answering?
Victor: Nothing. I was pondering what I should say in reply.
Victor: So, are you now afraid of becoming much like me, a capitalist?
MC: It’s not that… I just feel that people really do become more and more alike when they are together for a long time.
Victor: According to what you said… how come I don’t feel that I’ve become a dummy?
MC: How come? You forgot to feed Pudding its raw diet this morning. It was meowing in anger, and I found it when I was leaving home~
Victor: …that’s called forgetting, not being a dummy.
MC: That is being a dummy!
MC: If I were Pudding, this is what I’d be meowing: “Dummy Victor! You clean forgot to give me something delicious, humph!”
Victor: Owh, so that’s how a certain someone scolds me in her mind when I forget to give her “something delicious”?
MC: Ahem, I do not. I always say so many good things about Victor in my heart, praying that he will prepare a great feast for me soon!
Victor: I don’t believe it.
Victor: How about you try saying something nice to me in person tonight and see if you truly can get a great feast out of it.
✧ [Moments] ✧
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Victor’s Post: Is a certain someone actually changing her style of dressing, or is she role-playing?
⊳ OPTION A:
MC: I promise that the rest of the clothes are normal. I bought that maid outfit simply by accident!
Victor: So the butler outfit in my dresser was by accident too?
⊳ OPTION B:
MC: It can’t be helped. I just can’t refrain myself from “meowing” when there are cat ears on the hood of my sweatshirt...
Victor: Going through the express deliveries at the doorstep–– it appears our home is going to turn into a “zoo” for quite some time.
⊳ OPTION C:
MC: This is how life should be, adding a little romance and fun every now and then!
Victor: The mere presence of a certain dummy by my side is already enough to make life romantic and fun.
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hanrinz · 3 months
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also mourning for twenty sundays rin fic @naosaki
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dianaladrislovebot · 6 months
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finally got around to watching the amazing digital circus as a gone series fan and besides the main antagonists having the same name, it’s laughable how similar some of the characters are
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uservaulty · 1 month
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not official yet but we might get READY OR NOT sequel from Escape Room (2019) director Adam Robitel
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tittytrait · 1 year
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KKT
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