This is not Jane Richardson AKA Jane The Killer. It's Jane Arkensaw, who sometimes calls herself "Jane Everlasting" and is sometimes erroneously referred to as "Jane The Killer"
🤥CP:CP: For the original Jane the Killer story, please see Jane's Letter (AKA Jane the Killer) by AngryDogDesigns
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: I have. As you could see from this meme-mangle that features her, I'm not impressed with her.
👩🎓Jane: Listen, the only reason I'm going out of my way to tell any of you this is because the story "Jane the Killer" is starting to p|** me off.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Shut your foul mouth.
🤥CP:CP: It all happened five years ago. Five miserable, heart wrenching, painful years since Jane Arkensaw became JaneTheKiller
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: 2011 is longer than 5 years ago, and this is not Jane The Killer. Not the Jane who competes with Jeff for number of kills while pretending her victims are Jeff as she kills them. Jane Richardson does that.
🤥CP:CP: who she is today.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: A sad girl tormented by her past and consumed by want of revenge.
🤥CP:CP: She became a victim, an avenger and on the brink of insanity.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Always the cray-cray excuse. Not buying it. Besides, you don't have to be nuts to want Jeff nailed to the wall.
🤥CP:CP: She was thirteen when her once normal life began its plummet into an abyssal cesspool of fear, anger and bloodshed.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: That's 'abysmal', and Jeffrey is to blame for the bloodshed.
🤥CP:CP: Jane is a young adult, nearing her eighteenth birthday.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: If she was 13 in 2011, she's older than 18 now.
🤥CP:CP: Most girls her age would’ve normally been able to celebrate that arrival in adulthood with their friends and family;
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yeah I know, Jeffrey stomped that out with his stupid knife of doom, then a fire..
🤥CP:CP: but not Jane.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Already got that...
🤥CP:CP: Her family and friends were gone, dead, disembowelled, decaying in their graves and only one single insane, animalistic, maniacal madman was responsible for Jane’s loneliness:
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yeah I know... Jeffrey...
🤥CP:CP: Jeffery Alan Woods, otherwise known as Jeff the Killer.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, you're going with this whole Woods thing. Unlike Jane, Jeffrey's family was never given in the Randy story, and this Woods business started I think with the Mary Sue tale of Nina, just another Jeff fangirl.
Here are some Woods fangirl pastas, smashed.
👩🎓Jane: My real name is Jane Arkensaw,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Uh, just why? Of all the surnames, a mangled spelling of a US state.
👩🎓Jane: a.k.a. "Jane the Killer"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: By mistake. Jane Richardson gets that title, and it is not an honourable one.
👩🎓Jane: and this is how I met Jeff,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Or so you claim.
Among other versions including the most infamous cruddy pasta story, see why your self-glorification story doesn't fly.
👩🎓Jane: the reason I look the way I do,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Besides identification purposes, I don't care about your appearance or how you got whatever trademark look you're apparently so proud of enough to mention.
👩🎓Jane: and why I want to kill him.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Since you're going to rehash it all right from the day Jeffrey moved into your town of idiots, I'll put that bit with other stories of that whole Jeff/Randy business which can all be seen here.
As for your excuse about you and your parents just scramming out when you supposedly witnessed Randy's, Keith's, and Troy's first beat-down at the hands of Jeff at the big buss stop brouhaha covered here:
👩🎓Jane: ever since my dad got framed by a narc cop when he wanted to draw attention off of himself when police where investigating the case of the missing coke. It ended with my dad quitting the force.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Don't try to use that on me for sympathy now.
🤥CP:CP: When Jane was thirteen she’d met Jeff for the first time in her life.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Already covered that.
🤥CP:CP: At that time she thought little about him, but they still talked.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: She denies talking to him. And she thought an awful lot about him. That's all there in the Randy story.
🤥CP:CP: But now she can’t get Jeff out of her head.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Such is the mind of an avenger.
So, fastforward to just after the big bully blow-out at Billy's birthday party that ended in death and hospitalizations. Also covered here.
👩🎓Jane: When I came to I was in a hospital bed wearing one of those gowns that a patient wears.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Duh, no, really? And hear I thought you would be in formal attire.
Oh, but you absolutely must must must somehow get hurt a little bit, enough to land yourself in the hospital too, just like Jeffrey, and to try staying relevant, which you are not, and try to Elicit sympathy and admiration, which you are not getting from here.
👩🎓Jane: A nurse came in a few moments later. She had long brown hair in a bun hidden under her hat.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: And her appearance matters because? Oh, right, your mind just locks in on outer appearances this much or else you're trying to convince me you have good observational and good writing skills.
I don't care.
👩🎓Jane: She looked like she didn't want to be there.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: I wouldn't want to be there either if I got stuck with looking after any of these rotten pasta kids.
👩🎓Jane: I asked her what happened.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yeah, any patient might ask that. Though this nurse should probably be asking you some questions just to be sure you're coherent before telling you anything.
👩🎓Jane: "All I know is that you were brought in with a few other kids because you fell and hit your head on a fire extinguisher." she said, annoyed.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So 'bam!' All of these kids were brought in because they all hit their heads on a fire extinguisher. Right.
As for the nurse, job fail. She wouldn't be acting this way, even if she was unfortunate enough to get stuck with you as one of the patients on her shift.
👩🎓Jane: "A fire extinguisher?" I reached up my hand and touched my head. I felt bandages and a large bump the size of a orange.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: "a orange"? Ugh! It's "an orange". And please, what over-exaggeration. You're trying to get me feeling sorry for you, and it's not working.
👩🎓Jane: Then I remembered Jeff.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Of course you did.
👩🎓Jane: "One of the guys that came in here with me, the one with the burns, is he going to be alright?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes* Now that I've read through this whole story of yours, you shouldn't have worried about Jeffrey...At all.
👩🎓Jane: She sighed, "Listen, there was two boys that were brought in with you that had burns, and no I'm not letting you see him just because he's your boyfriend."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Hah! Why the heck would this nurse even say such a thing? If she knew you and Jeffrey, you would've said as much before, when you were so busy trying to convince me how sharp you were.
👩🎓Jane: I felt the heat rise in my face. "He isn't my boyfriend! I'm just worried about him! Wouldn`t you be worried about someone who you just saw burning alive in front of you?!"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, she struck a nerve.But she still did job-fail.
👩🎓Jane: I tried to keep my voice steady, but my voice quivered enough to make it sound like I was lying.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Which you were...Come on, you had a crush on that sadistic dirtbag at that time. Utterly wasted emotions if you ask me. But yes, anyone with a sense of mercy would be more than a little traumatized at witnessing someone being burned alive.
👩🎓Jane: "Whatever. Your parents are here by the way. Wanna see them?" she asked.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Another nurse fail. She would not say "Whatever" to any patient like that, not even you.
👩🎓Jane: "Yes, of course!" anything to get me away from that nurse.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Sheesh, she really got under your skin with that remark.
👩🎓Jane: My parents came in and the nurse finally left. They asked what happened. I told them everything. The fight, the note, all of it.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You mean you actually hadn't bothered to talk any more about all that stuff to your own parents until a week later? Yeah, I could tell you were real close, this just confirms it.
👩🎓Jane: "I knew that Randy was no good!" my mom said.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So did everyone else, apparently, it's just that nobody could be bothered or had the guts to do anything about Randy before now.
👩🎓Jane: "So have you heard anything about Jeff's condition?" I asked.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes* As if you were really a concerned 30 year old... That language just doesn't fit. A normal 13 year old would probably just say "How's Jeff doing?" or "Do you know if Jeff will be okay?" But your choice of words here makes you sound like an old nerd.
And you're not the only one to talk seriously old for your age. Randy's dialog sounded like a badly written adult villain script.
👩🎓Jane: "No, not a thing," said my dad, "we just got here as soon as we heard about what happened to you."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Well, naturally. Why on earth would the hospital tell your parents about any other kid's condition when contacting them to let them know about yours?
👩🎓Jane: "But who told you?" I asked.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Duh! Emergency services, dumbbell!
👩🎓Jane: I didn't think I saw anyone at the party that my family knew.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: As if you even had the time to check everyone over to be sure. It was a madhouse, remember? And you passed out. Someone there could've recognized you.
👩🎓Jane: "The hospital called us." mom said.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No freaking kidding.
👩🎓Jane: "Well I guess that makes sense." it made absolutely no sense to me of course. How would someone be able identify me without me having any form of identification.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: As I said, maybe somebody at the party recognized you during the process of getting everyone out of the house. You said yourself that you passed out. Remember?
👩🎓Jane: I looked in the doorway and saw a man and a woman standing in there. My parents followed my gaze and saw them too.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: And this is supposed to matter because?
👩🎓Jane: "Excuse me, but is this Jane Arkensaw's room?" the woman asked.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Uh, normally, when one goes to pay a visit to a patient, they are told the floor, the room the patient is in, and given the direction, they don't usually just walk up to a random patient's room and go "Is Miss Jane Arkensaw in here?"
👩🎓Jane: "Yes." my mother answered, "Who are you?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sigh* Plot draggage.
👩🎓Jane: "I'm Margret, and this is Peter, my husband." she gestured to the man beside her. "We're Jeff's parents."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Uh, there was no mention of Jeffrey's parents going to see anyone else but him in the hospital, Jane. Why the heck would they be seeing you when they should be worried about their own rotten kid?
And we never did get Jeffrey's last name. You'd think if Margaret and Peter were so big on making a good impression with the neighbourhood and formalities, they would've given their family name along with their first names. But not much in this crud makes any sort of logical sense.
👩🎓Jane: I sat up in my bed.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, now suddenly you're pumped.
👩🎓Jane: "I'm Isabelle, this is my husband Greg, and our daughter Jane." mom gestured to me.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Okay, nice stats. I actually thought so little of you that I never even gave any thought to what your parents names were. But then, that was also when I thought that there was only one Jane The Killer and you were it.
👩🎓Jane: "So, you're the girl who ran in with the fire extinguisher." Margret said.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: If you were really that important to Margaret, she surely would've mentioned you to Jeffrey, but she didn't as far as I know. But then, Jeffrey's story was so incredibly Jeffrey-centric that it turned him from a main character to a Gary Stu. Yours is turning you into a Mary Sue.
👩🎓Jane: "Yes." I replied quietly, embarrassed. "Is your son alright?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, knock off the demure little girl act already.
👩🎓Jane: "He just came out of surgery a few hours ago. The doctors said he will be fine."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Fine? Really? No. No, he won't be, and never was fine to begin with.
👩🎓Jane: I relaxed at that thought.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh sure. You probably think you just missed getting out of some kind of trouble. After all, these people wouldn't be here to see you if something wasn't up.
👩🎓Jane: "That's good." I said.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: That's bull, I say.
👩🎓Jane: "Listen. I know what happened to Jeff and Liu on their first day of school..." then I told Jeff's parents what really happened to Randy and his crew.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Nope. You don't get to take the credit for Liu being released.
The fact that Liu wasn't even there during the great big knife/fist/gun/fire stuff back at the neighbours should've been enough to finally clue everyone in that this was all Jeffrey, Randy, Keith, and Troy.
👩🎓Jane: "We had no idea that Jeff was capable of something like this." Peter said.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: That's called being in deep denial, or at least, not wanting to admit it to anyone else. After all, Peter found dead songbirds in Jeffrey's room after the sadistic brat's tantrums before, according to one of the reboots. So not having any idea? That's bull.
👩🎓Jane: "I am willing to testify that Liu didn't beat up anyone and that Jeff only beat up Randy and his gang in self-defense."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, right, and later on, Jeffrey and Randy both beat each other up at the neighbours' with Randy finally getting killed. Or, not exactly. slender Man teleported the lot of them out of 2008 into a 2015 reboot, for his own benefit, of course. Jeffrey "only" nothing. But for Liu and the little kids, all of these kids were depraved monsters who treated beat-downs and threats as a hobby.
👩🎓Jane: "No need," said Margret, "Liu is being released from jail after what happened to those boys."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So, somebody finally got some common sense among the adult demographic. and Jane, you are once again, rightly denied the opportunity to play the hero.
👩🎓Jane: "That's good." I said.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh please, just drop it already.
👩🎓Jane: "We just came to say thank you for trying to help our son, Jane. It warms my heart to see selfless people in your generation."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, hurlage!
1. That's either a lie or huge fantasy on your part.
2. If you had really done anything useful and selfless, you would've been mentioned to Jeffrey by his parents. They didn't say a thing to him about you. Nada.
3. Whether they've fallen for your fairest little princess of all act or not, I haven't.
👩🎓Jane: I blushed,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, cut out all the blushing.
👩🎓Jane: "I did anything anyone would have done in my situation."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No, you didn't. You passed out. Before that, you broke a phone, and before that, you stood around, spectating. You're as useless as a spare wheel.
👩🎓Jane: I looked down, "I'm not a hero."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: True as that actually is, your little show of false modesty is really getting stale... Why don't you just admit you wanted to be Jeffrey's hero back there?
👩🎓Jane: "Nonsense!" Margret said,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You only wish. Well, you and Jeffrey may fool her into the belief that you are the perfect people who can do no wrong, but some of us aren't so gullible.
👩🎓Jane: "The least we can do is invite you over to our place for dinner when Jeff gets out of the hospital!"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: If that actually happened, they would've told Jeffrey about it when he was being released. They said nothing whatsoever to him about that. Zip. Zilch.
So, much as you want to insinuate yourself into their lives, you fail.
👩🎓Jane: I looked at mom and dad. "It would be an honor." My mom said.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: That shouldn't have all been stuck in one paragraph. What you did belongs in one, what your mom supposedly said belongs in another.
👩🎓Jane: "It's settled then! We'll call you as soon as Jeff gets out of the hospital." we said our goodbyes and then they left.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: That's just dumb.
First of all, nobody knows yet if Jeffrey will make it. More to the point, with serious burns, he should be months in the hospital.
But then, this is da super Jeffrey, so logic doesn't apply. So he was only in for two weeks.
That sucks.
Next. His parents had no idea when, or even if, he would be out.
Next. People don't plan dinner parties until the patient is released, or about to be.
Next. Two weeks is too far in advance to plan a dinner party for a patient whom they don't even know will be released in two weeks.
So this whole business is way too premature.
👩🎓Jane: About 2 days passed and I was allowed to be released from the hospital.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: "allowed to be" wasn't necessary. You should've just said you were released from the hospital. So, you really weren't hurt all the bad.
👩🎓Jane: During that time I had no contact with Jeff or his family,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Why would you? It's not as if you are fast friends with his family all of a sudden, and Jeffrey is still in hospital anyway.
👩🎓Jane: but I heard that Liu was released from jail and Jeff's wounds were healing.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: How would you hear about any of that since Jeffrey and Liu were such newcomers to school and unlikely to have made good enough friends with anyone who could relay such a message to you? It couldn't be Liu who told you, since you said you had no contact with Jeffrey and his family in these two days - Liu is part of that family.
Moving on, to your little schoolgirl soap opera...
👩🎓Jane: When I got back to school, I became the center of attention, more or less
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: And you absolutely lapped it up... Come on, admit it.
👩🎓Jane: because I was the only one who saw what happened at the party.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No, Jane, you were not. There were lots of people at that party, plenty who saw what went on.
👩🎓Jane: But the only people I told about what happened were my friends: Dani, Marcy, and Erica. I didn't know what to tell them so I told them what I saw.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You didn't know what to tell them so you told them. Got it. Only you likely told them your version of events, and what a hero you wanted to be.
👩🎓Jane: "Sounds like Jeff got his arse (edit) handed to him." said Dani, she had raven-black hair, with sapphire-blue eyes.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Ugh! "raven" and "sapphire" Mary Sue much?
👩🎓Jane: She was usually the most level-headed of us.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Funny how personality comes in a distant second to appearance in your description of her. Surprise, surprise...
If I was writing this, I would've mentioned her level-headedness first, and probably not even bothered describing her appearance unless it would actually work well into some action Dani did, such as "Said Dani, running a hand through her medium-length black hair."
👩🎓Jane: "Well at least he went down fighting. I heard he took those idiots to the hospital with him." Erica snickered. She always dressed like she was from the 80's or something. Long, thigh-high rainbow colored socks, with hair to match, and always wearing some kind of backpack with her.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: And obviously no personality worth mentioning. Her actions here speak volumes about her anyway. I do not like Erica. But I can see why you would... Everybody seems to love a big fight in this town.
👩🎓Jane: "He also took Jane to the hospital. Maybe she was trying to beat him up too." Marcy laughed. She seemed to be the "girly-girl" of our little group. She was blond with brown eyes, and nearly every time we saw her, she had some sort of pink on her. Whether it was the color of her shirt, or the jewelry around her neck, and she was one of the biggest drama-queens I knew. Always stretching out the truth or blowing something out of proportion.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yeah, I can see why she'd be your type of friend. You're all disgusting in the attitude department, and you're just as much of a drama queen, and shallow as well.
👩🎓Jane: "I told you, I went over there to try and help Jeff because something was wrong." I muttered. I was the "plain-Jane", brown hair, green-eyes, completely unremarkable looks wise.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You put far too much importance on looks. Cut it out.
👩🎓Jane: "Or maybe... You wanted to see your love one last time before he left to go get help for himself." Marcy said in her dramatic voice.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Much as I don't like this airhead, I have to agree with her on this point.
👩🎓Jane: I just looked at her with my eyes the size of dinner plates.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: oh, there is something remarkable about your appearance after all. Looky here, Jane just made her eyes so big they totally obscured her face!
👩🎓Jane: "Wha... What?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Busted.
👩🎓Jane: "You can't deny it Jane Arkensaw! You have a crush on Jeff!"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So - is that still Marcy speaking? and IMO she's right about that.
👩🎓Jane: Every blood cell in my body decided to migrate to my face at once when she said that.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Sucks to be busted, doesn't it?
Lol. So now - you have dinner plate sized eyes, and a face the size of a large pumpkin and even more red, while the rest of you is greyish white and shrivelled up for lack of blood.
👩🎓Jane: "What?! No! I j-just wanted to help him that's all!"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Not even your idiot friends believe that excuse.
👩🎓Jane: "Liar! I saw you leave that note you left on his desk! What was it? A confession of your love for him?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So which girl is that? You really need to be clear or else it looks like Marcy's doing all the talking.
But then, maybe she is. I don't know.
👩🎓Jane: "No! It was nothing like that at all! I was just-"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Give it up, Jane.
👩🎓Jane: "So you admit you left him a note then!"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Again, who is this?
👩🎓Jane: "What do you mean?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You already admitted that in your account of the day of the big buss brouhaha. Don't deny it now.
👩🎓Jane: "I was guessing." she gave me a cynical little smile and then just waited for my response.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Again, who?
👩🎓Jane: The other girls started laughing at me.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Okay then, so apparently Marcy was doing all that questioning. And the girls laughed at you. such is the life of a schoolgirl. It gets much better once you're in the higher grades and then when you graduate. It really does.
👩🎓Jane: "Jane it's only a joke! I was just kidding!" Marcy smiled.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: For once, I'm not annoyed with that excuse.
👩🎓Jane: "Your face is redder than a tomato!" Erica cackled.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Much more of this and I'm going to nod off.
*Hours later*
Oh, I did more than nod off, I crashed.
Okay, where were we?
👩🎓Jane: "I hate all of you." I grumbled.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Of course you do.
👩🎓Jane: "Oh, stop being so serious!" Dani put a hand on my shoulder. "Come on, let's get to class."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Which is something maybe you drips actually do need to be serious about.
👩🎓Jane: The weeks went by, everything seemed to be normal. I think Liu even made a few friends.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Not just "weeks" Two weeks, specifically, since that was the little time it took before Jeffrey was released.
Liu probably felt free for the first time in his life. Free from Jail, free from Jeffrey's bullying, free to make new friends.
👩🎓Jane: Everything was normal and nothing happened.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: And you were probably bored out of your skull.
👩🎓Jane: Then Liu came up to me one day and told me about Jeff.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Why would he? there wouldn't be anything much to tell before Jeffrey's face covering came off and he was released, which, all apparently happened on the same day, the night to which, was the murder of his parents...
More to the point, why on earth would Liu talk to you?
I sense another big flight of fantasy coming up.
👩🎓Jane: "Excuse me, your name is Jane right?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Unless you and Liu were in different classes, he would probably know who you are. And since that whole convo you had with Margaret was all in your head, (the family never mentioned it in Jeffrey's story) Liu has no reason to know you or care.
👩🎓Jane: I turned around and looked. It was Liu.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Um Jane, you already kinda like said that.
👩🎓Jane: "Yes. You're Liu right? Jeff's brother?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, for the love!
👩🎓Jane: "Yeah." he looked a little uncomfortable.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Really can't blame him.
👩🎓Jane: Then again, so was I.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Bull.
👩🎓Jane: "Look my parents wanted me to tell you that Jeff is getting his bandages removed in a few days, so expect a phone call inviting you to dinner soon."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Crappity crap. If that had happened, it would've been mentioned in the original story.
👩🎓Jane: "Okay, well, thank-you." I said.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You already tried to lead me down that path of fantasy flight with your stupid Margaret-Invite thingie in the hospital that actually didn't happen since it was never mentioned to Jeffrey or it would've been covered and covered and just shut up already. I'm not buying this version or any subsequent one you toss out supposedly from anybody else's POV.
👩🎓Jane: He was about to turn away when I said, "Hey, listen, what you did for Jeff... that was really respectable."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes* No... It was desperate.
But let's forget about what Liu did. The fact you'd even think taking the fall for Gary Stu Calling the likes of Jeffrey "respectable" not only makes Jeffrey even more of a Gary Stu, and you, his buttkisser along with Jess The Killer, until that monster royally screws up your life.
👩🎓Jane: "Thanks. I heard you tried to help my brother with a fire extinguisher. That was cool."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. Liu didn't say that, because you never helped out. There was already an extinguisher there that the adults had used. All you might have done was show up, completely unnoticed, with your little peewee fire extinguisher, and faint and be useless.
👩🎓Jane: "Yeah? Well thanks. See you around, I guess."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No, you won't. And you're not welcome.
👩🎓Jane: "Yeah, see-ya."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Again, no.
👩🎓Jane: I was watching him walk away when I heard a little voice beside me say, "Cheating on your boyfriend are you?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sigh* Here we go with that nonsense again.
👩🎓Jane: "The flare?! (edit)
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Watch your mouth.
👩🎓Jane: I turned around, surprised. It was Marcy.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: I guess it's time for me to go back to sleep.
👩🎓Jane: "And with his own brother none the less!" she fake gasped.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Bor-ring.
👩🎓Jane: "Shut-up!" I yelled. Then I turned my head to make sure Liu didn't hear me. He didn't.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sighs and rolling eyes*
👩🎓Jane: "Lets just get to class." I grumbled.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: If you hadn't been off in your own stupid little world and gawking at guys, you'd be there already.
Moving on... To after you had passed out, yet again, this time from too much exposure to - THE SMILE OF DOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
🤥CP:CP: His burnt flesh, seemingly unblinking eyes, his long jet black hair and his carved smile have all been branded and burned into Jane’s fragile mind since the traumatizing night those daunting five years ago.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No, not long black hair. The Randy story said he had long brown hair that was later singed black. What there was left of it...
Jeffrey would've lost a great deal of that when he was burned nearly to death before he went after Jane. Fire may blacken hair, but it burns it off, not makes it grow long. So when it eventually grew in again, it would be brown, not black. It wouldn't be long after a mere two weeks in hospital either. Only just starting to grow back in provided a burned scalp can even regrow hair where the fire had previously damaged the tissue so extensively.
And again, this was more than 5 years ago.
🤥CP:CP: The night it happened was cold, wet and had an atmosphere that made people aware that something that seemed like something that would’ve been documented in an urban legend was destined to occur at any given moment.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No such atmosphere was described. But yes, Jeff The Killer is an urban legend. A meme. A chain letter figure. A detestable one at that. so is Jane RiThe Killer chardson.
🤥CP:CP: Jane was alone at home, minding her own business when she peered out of her bedroom window and noticed Jeff, who’d just gotten out of intensive care at the local hospital after being burned with vodka and bleach
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Nevermind that's no way to set someone on fire, I think I went into that somewhere in the above, or in the Jeffrey/Randy/Keith smash.
🤥CP:CP: four weeks before,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No, two weeks, according to the Randy story.
🤥CP:CP: was staring at Jane through his bathroom window.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: His - bathroom window? What sort of weird setup is this? and, privacy not much, Jeffrey? Oh, right, you're a lurking, stalking, peeper.
🤥CP:CP: He was smiling at Jane, but not with a normal friendly smile,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Look, we all know about - DA SMILE, like 10 gazillion times over already!
DA SMILE has lost any hope of ever having any effect but make me want to throw things, particularly at Jeffrey's stupid DIY ugly face!
🤥CP:CP: he was smiling at her like Ed Gein just after making a brand new skin suit out of his latest victim.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Glower*
🤥CP:CP: Jane got immensely creeped out by Jeff’s psychotic smile and quickly looked away.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: She did even more than that, she fainted...
🤥CP:CP: When she slowly peered back at the window, she caught glimpse of what appeared to be fresh, pure red blood smudged across the same window Jeff had been staring at her from.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, wait. They had sort of two staring contests, so I thought you were talking about the one that happened when Jeffrey had only arrived back at his house before killing his parents.
Well apparently you're talking about the one that happened in the middle of the night. So, by then, Jeffrey's stupid so-called smile was already a stupid face-hack job.
🤥CP:CP: Jeff was also unable to be seen.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Not really, he could always be seen if you knew where to look. But you made it sound as if he could abracadabra make himself invisible. No. He just hid from view of anybody looking out Jane's window.
The whole bit about Jane minding her own business and looking at and away and back at Jeffrey again happened before the killings and before his stupid smile, not yet a hack job, made her faint.
After the faint, there was no calmly looking slowly about. It was all rather frantic then.
👩🎓Jane: When I finally woke up, it was dark outside.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So, Jeffrey should be in the middle of hacking out his own face or eviscerating his own parents about then.
👩🎓Jane: My parents weren't in their bedroom. The house was deathly quiet.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So then I can probably assume the murders took place and your parents plus various others were called in for questioning.
👩🎓Jane: I got up and went downstairs. I was wearing a long nightgown that I wasn't wearing before I fainted.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Well, since you were down for the count, I'm not about to ask you why that is, but neither am I gonna be freaked by it. You might be a sleepwalker for all I know.
👩🎓Jane: I went downstairs
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You already did that. You already said that.
👩🎓Jane: to the kitchen.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: "I went to the kitchen." is all you would've had to say.
🤥CP:CP: She bolted out of her bedroom and down the stairs.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yeah yeah got it got it got it...
🤥CP:CP: She then remembered that her parents had gone over to Jeff’s home to have dinner with his mother and father.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. Dinner party never happened and was never planned. The Randy version makes it clear there was nobody else at Jeffrey's house when the murders went down, not before or during.
🤥CP:CP: The batteries in Jane’s phone were dead
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yeah we like got that already, and yeah landline's disconnected too...
🤥CP:CP: and her home phone had its lines cut off over a month ago.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Say what? Why? My but that jane must've been busy making some big questionable long-distance calls or something for that to happen. Not even she could come up with that excuse during the Randy/Keith fire.
👩🎓Jane: The lights were on, which was unusual, my parents always told me to turn off the lights in a room when I left it.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Fine, dandy. Nice rule. Run of the mill rule. Average rule that I think a lot of households try to live by, including mine. So you're not getting even the smallest brownie points from me with this desperate little show of "Ain't I such a good little girl?"
So, now, you could've simply said "I noticed the light was on in the kitchen, which was unusual for this time of night. so I headed into the kitchen to see if I could find out why."
🤥CP:CP: Jane then realized that something had happened and that there was going to have to be no peace and quiet for her.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yeah, we kinda like got that.
👩🎓Jane: There was a note on the table.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sigh*
👩🎓Jane: I picked it up.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: And you dropped the plot.
🤥CP:CP: Jane then nearly jumped out of her pale, delicate skin
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: I don't give a hoot how white or supposedly delicate her skin was... It's no more special than anybody else's skin.
🤥CP:CP: as her ears quickly perked up at the sound of a window loudly smashing in the kitchen. Jane dashed into the kitchen
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. The smashing glass happened at the Randy/Keith bully burnout.
🤥CP:CP: only to notice the scattered shards of the window and a rock with a note attached to it with crossed string.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No, the note was on the kitchen table and there was no window broken.
🤥CP:CP: Curiosity got the better of her and Jane untied the crossed string and read the note.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: of course, she would be curious rather than alarmed, butthere was no mention of a crossed string on/with the note either.
👩🎓Jane: Scrawled on the paper was this:
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes* All this could've been written as: "I found a note on the table, in scrawly writing. It read:"
🤥CP:CP: Here’s what the note read:
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Here's where there's either an inconsistency yet again, or else some note Jane forgot to mention.
👩🎓Jane: ''Aren't you coming to dinner? Your friends are here too."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Nope, your parents didn't write that. They would've awakened you if they were going to dinner. Well beforehand, I might add. They wouldn't be having a dinner party in the middle of the night, or at any time with Jeffrey's family, because the murderous brat is knee-deep in blood and guts right about now.
🤥CP:CP: "Jane,
Aren’t you coming over for dinner? Your friends are here."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So, inconsistency. First the note is on the table with no string, then it's thrown with a rock and a string through a window, which didn't break the first time around. whatever.
🤥CP:CP: As Jane was remembering the events that led up to her life changing forever, she knew what she had just remembered was peanuts compared to the horrific events that’d followed up to the next few life-scaring moments of her now shattered life. Tears slowly began to pour down her pale, pure white cheeks.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. Jane didn't cry in her kitchen.
And again with the Mary Sue descriptions. Look, I don't care about her cheeks, okay?
👩🎓Jane: I began to shake violently.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You shake and faint way too easily. and you're not convincing me of anything, considering what you are. I'd be a lot more understanding toward a normal, non-sadistic person in this situation. Not for you.
👩🎓Jane: I dropped the paper.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You drop way too many unnecessary little details that don't add much to the story.
👩🎓Jane: I went to the living room window and looked out.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Okay, that could've read, "I threw the note back on the table and ran frantically to the living room to look out the window.
👩🎓Jane: The lights were on in Jeff's house.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Because Jeffrey was up, fulfilling his sick fantasies.
👩🎓Jane: I knew that I had to go there, but I was terrified out of my mind.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: That's where I disagree with you once again. If I saw that a neighbour's house had lights on, and my parents were nowhere they should be, I'd do the sensible thing, get dressed, and head over to the neighbours' for help. Jeffrey or no Jeffrey. remember, you don't know about the murders yet, and neither would I in your situation. So going to a place where people are still awake just seems much more appealing than knocking on the door of a household that's sound asleep. And it would result in getting help faster, too.
👩🎓Jane: I shook my head and looked back again.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: And that matters because?
Look, if you were really so traumatized, you wouldn't even remember every little shake of the head and glance you threw etc.
You're trying to build up suspense and make me feel creeped out by that long-lipped dog Jeff The Killer, and you are failing.
👩🎓Jane: I saw Jeff leaning on the window in his house staring at me with a knife in his hand and tapping it against the window.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Ah yes, always the knife. He just can't be without that knife. And that stare. He always stares.
I'll be surprised if you don't pass out again. Can you manage it?
👩🎓Jane: Tap. Tap. Tap.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Wait, what? He was tapping his bloody stupid knife on his window from his house, and you heard it all the way from yours? I don't think so.
👩🎓Jane: He was still smiling.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes* Not really. It's just a stupid hack face job.
👩🎓Jane: Tap. Tap. Tap.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Blah...Blah...Blah...
👩🎓Jane: I started stepping back from the window, never taking my eyes off of him.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: And the plot backed up with you and never went anywhere.
👩🎓Jane: Then I turned and ran away from the window into the kitchen.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Gah I don't care where you walked or ran or stared or heard taps or shook your head or dropped the note.
👩🎓Jane: When I peaked out of the kitchen to look out the window, all I saw was a smear of red on the window.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yeah, lemme guess. Blood...
Of course, it could've been lipstick too, but oh whatever. Why didn't you notice it before when you first got into the kitchen? That should've told you something was up.
👩🎓Jane: I turned around and looked at the kitchen. Everything seemed to be in its place. Even the knives.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Your knives aren't stowed away in a cupboard in your kitchen, but are left out in the open for just anyone to grab?
👩🎓Jane: I grabbed one of them and held on tight. Then I found the phone and tried to dial 911. But the phone line was disconnected. I had no idea where dad's cell phone was, or if it was even fixed. I didn't want to go upstairs to find it. I didn't want to get stabbed in the back while I was looking for it; and if I went to ask one of the neighbors for help, Jeff could kill or hurt whoever he have captive. So there was only one choice. To go fight Jeff alone.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Why are you so sure since you don't even know about the murders yet? You weren't so scared of Jeffrey at all until you saw his stupid smile that made you faint.
👩🎓Jane: I clutched the knife tighter and went to the front door, put on my shoes, and went outside. My hand lingered on the doorknob as I stepped outside. But I knew what I had to do. I let go of the doorknob and marched across the street to Jeff's house.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yeah, sure, whatever. Pardon me for not cheering either of you on.
👩🎓Jane: As I got closer to front door of his house I began to slow down. My knees began to shake, my palms began to sweat, and I started to breathe faster and shallower. before I knew it I was standing completely still on the front doorstep panting like a dog.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sigh* whatevs, Jane, whatevs.
👩🎓Jane: I manned up
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: GAH! How I hate that expression!
Look, unless you're specifically talking about men, people don't need to "man up" to be brave. Bravery is not exclusive to the male gender. When will people wake up and get back into the present time by using "brave up" or "toughen up" or "get a spine" instead of this wussy "man up" "get (insert any term for male genetalia here)" ? Please!
👩🎓Jane: grabbed the doorknob squeezed my eyes shut and jerked it open.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Pfft* Finally we might be getting somewhere.
👩🎓Jane: I stood there in the doorway with a knife in my right hand and the doorknob in my left, too terrified to open my eyes.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Or maybe not...
Give it up, Jane, your scared little girl routine is a lie.
👩🎓Jane: Until I heard a voice say, "Looks like you made it. I'm glad you did, friend."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Scowl*
👩🎓Jane: I opened my eyes. Then screamed.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: I rolled my eyes and facepalmed.
👩🎓Jane: His eyes were large and unblinking, and his smile was red. He had carved a smile into his face!
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: We already got that, Jane. Already got it, about a zillion times over!
👩🎓Jane: His clothes were covered in blood,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Well, no crap, Jane, what else would they be covered in after he kills people, spaghetti sauce?
👩🎓Jane: and then I passed out.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Again. What you do best.
👩🎓Jane: When I woke up I was at a dining room table.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: How does that work? You'd have to be sitting up to be at the table, and you can't do that when you're passed out.
Therefore, someone else would have to prop you up and revive you, or else what you are about to describe is some sort of dream or hallucination.
🤥CP:CP: When Jane regained her conscious after the blackout she had in her kitchen, she got the feeling that she was tied up against a wooden chair.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. Jane didn't cry or pass out in her kitchen, she went over to Jeffrey's and was knocked out there before being tied up.
🤥CP:CP: Her vision was blurred;
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No, that happened later when she was hospitalized.
🤥CP:CP: she could only slightly see smudges of white, pale, red and black.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No, she said she saw a lot more than that.
👩🎓Jane: My knife was gone,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Well, it's not exactly safe for passed out people to handle sharp instruments. Gah Are we almost there yet?
👩🎓Jane: and when I looked up, I saw people sitting at the table.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Interesting how your knife was first among your priorities here. The people, who should've been more easily noticed right off, come in second.
🤥CP:CP: When her vision fully focused, she saw Jeff’s now horrifically disfigured face.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Only Jeff? And we already know about his stupid face.
🤥CP:CP: Jeff still had bleach white skin and jet black hair from when he was discharged from hospital;
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: His appearance hasn't changed from the few hours since he was released.......... And it's not jet black hair, it's space hair with maybe some singed stuff there but brown starting to grow back in.
Going on and on and on and on and on about his supposed long black hair is Gary Stu and without any logic since, trust me, a fire doesn't give you an ampler, fuller head of healthy looking jet black hair.
🤥CP:CP: but this time his face looked even more disturbing:
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Only because of that stupid face-hack job he did on himself.
🤥CP:CP: Jeff’s eyes were bordered in black and his pupils were dilated.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Got it already. Got it already.
🤥CP:CP: He also now had an elongated smile that trickled with blood.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Already know about that stupid freaking hacked out smiley face shape he carved into his own stupid face!
🤥CP:CP: He had taken a knife and carved a smile onto his face so he could smile forever.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: already got that. Yeah. yeah. Yeah. Already got that. already know about 'dat ruddy stupid cut-out SMILE OF DOOM'!
🤥CP:CP: His white hoodie and black dress pants were dampened with a mixture of blood and the cold autumn rain.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Because he just spent time wallowing in blood - his own and then his parents - we've already been through that.
👩🎓Jane: It was my parents, Jeff's parents, his brother Liu, and my friends. They were all dead.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No.
1. For that to have happened, your parents would've been there all the last evening and stayed over for the night, because Jeffrey did the whole knife dirty work in the night, not that evening.
2. It was only Jeffrey and his family home that night, the same night he was released from the hospital.
3. Liu was not killed, not at the dinner party that never took place, nor in his sleep. The 2011 story left that ending open, so Jeffrey had to fail at that murder attempt. Jeff is not invincible.
Far from being a victim, Liu became Jeff's partner in crime.
4. Only his parents were killed in that house, so if he killed anyone else, he would've done it elsewhere and then had to move everyone he killed back to his house, which would really be a collossal stupid move.
5. Jeffrey didn't know who your friends were, so why single them out all of a sudden when it would make more sense for him to hit Randy's, Troy's, Keith's, and even Billy's houses to do additional murders on families that night?
6. Whatever you might've seen before you fainted again, you're now dreaming or tripping, and your mind can't tell what's real and what isn't.
👩🎓Jane: With smiles carved into their faces
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. He only carved out his own face because he wanted to be the most *cough* "beautiful" more than anyone else. Nothing was mentioned in that story about his taking the time to carve stupid "smiles" into anyone else but himself. And why would he? He wants to be the only "beautiful" one, after all. So why expend the effort to create rivals for himself?
More to the point, why would you even notice/care what exact shape the wounds were? You'd see your parents were mutilated horribly, and should have been too traumatized to go "Oh look, he just carved 'dem smiley looking' thangs in d'eir faces!"
👩🎓Jane: and huge red cavities in their chests.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: He eviscerated his parents. I thought we already established that, Jane.
👩🎓Jane: The smell was unbearable, it's indescribable... unlike anything I had ever smelled before. It was the smell of death.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Ugh I'm sure. More than I ever wanted to know...
👩🎓Jane: I tried to scream but I had a gag in my mouth and I was tied to a chair.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You should've mentioned that way earlier, instead of just the nonsensical statement about being at a dining room table.
👩🎓Jane: I looked around at the room in disbelief. Tears were welling up in my eyes from the sight and smell of the bodies.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Only now, tears just - well up? For one thing, if you really were so traumatized, you wouldn't be analyzing yourself that way. and, tears would be doing more than just welling up. They should be streaming down your face.
👩🎓Jane: "Look who's finally awake."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Glares at Jeff*
👩🎓Jane: I turned and looked beside me. Jeff was there. I tried screaming but the gag was in the way. Suddenly he was beside with the knife against my throat.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Because he's sadistic trash.
🤥CP:CP: Jane tried to loosen her bonds but to no avail. The chair that she was strapped onto was her subconscious trying to hold her back from using violence as a measure of escaping from a threat. All Jane could do was whimper, sob and have a sense of fear that she hadn’t had for a long time.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Huh? A physical chair, was her subconscious? Uh, no. When the chair was built, Jane's subconscious didn't take it over.
👩🎓Jane: "Shhhhhhh, shush, shush, shush. It's not polite to scream at friends."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Jeffrey, You have no friends, scumbag, so shut up!
🤥CP:CP: "Wha-what do you want from me, Jeff?" Jane whimpered as a question as her bitter tears crawled down her face.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Her tears 'crawled'? Oh, wow, this is one of many examples of using a wrong word to try sounding different and only sounding silly.
🤥CP:CP: Jeff chuckled. "Don’t you wanna join the party, Janie?" he sarcastically asked before bursting into uncontrollable hysteria whilst he walked out of Jane’s line of sight.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Shut up, Jeffrey! Oh, but you are gonna get it!
🤥CP:CP: What Jane witnessed next were some of the most horrific things any normal person could capable of and that couldn’t be duplicated into any slasher flick.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh yes it could, and only into something as unbelievable as one of those.
🤥CP:CP: Jane was the ‘guest’ to a non-existent dinner party where her parents, her friends and Jeff’s family. But they weren’t breathing.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: already got that. And no, Liu was not there.
🤥CP:CP: They had knives and forks violently impaled into their eye sockets
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: But Jane's account says they had "smiles" carved into them, also not believable, and that their chests were open. Nothing in her account about knives and forks stuck into their eyes.
🤥CP:CP: and they were all positioned as if they were staring into Jane’s soul.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Absurd. You can't stare into someone's soul, though your own soul can cause you to stare at someone or something. Not these people though, because they were dead. and they can't even look like they're staring at anything with cutlery stuck in their eyes.
🤥CP:CP: Jane thought she’d seen everything until Jeff jumped back into her line of sight with a box in his hands.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: First a knife, now a knife and a box... What is he, some kind of eight-armed monster all of a sudden?
🤥CP:CP: "See?" Jeff chuckled. "I am generous to you". Jeff then gave the box to Jane and falsely kissed her on the cheek with his scarred mouth before walking off in the surrounding darkness that was faintly illuminated by whispering candle light.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: always the repulsive hormonal kissing drip... *Grimace in disgust* Just wait until he is eventually made to regret not only that kiss, but everything else he ever did or said.
🤥CP:CP: Jane kept a look of fear on her face, but she was blushing a faint red.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes* Still his fangirl, I see. Seriously, blushing? That is not the word normally used to describe a face that turns red with rage, and right now, what Jane should be feeling is pretty much every horrible emotion imaginable. The kinds that make you fearful and incensed, but not "blush".
🤥CP:CP: She then quickly threw the lid off of the box. She then screamed as she saw the item that was encased in the small cardboard box.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Let me guess. A body part from some victim he killed... That would be just like repulsive Jeffrey to pull. *Disgusted furious scowl*
🤥CP:CP: It was the decapitated, still bleeding head of Jeff’s older brother Liu.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: 1. No. Liu never died.
2. Jane claimed she saw Liu at the table with the others.
3. that is also untrue because
4. Liu didn't die. The 2011 story left that open, and the original idea before that story has Liu joining with Jeff in a life of crime. Besides, Jeffrey should fail at least one murder attempt.
5. More to the point, a head isn't decapitated. A body is decapitated, as in, when it loses its head.
So this has to be some other head or prop made up to look like Liu. However, it's not as if Jeffrey had the time to do all the murders, move all the bodies, abduct and drug Jane, and behead someone all in a short space of time.
🤥CP:CP: She then dropped the box as she heard the growing sound of Jeff’s footsteps.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes*
👩🎓Jane: he began sliding the blade across my face. Constantly tracing invisible lines from the corners of my mouth up my cheeks in a large grinning smile. I shivered as he did this.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Because he was deliberately playing sick sadistic games to get you under his freaking control...
The tracings either weren't actually carving, just the threat of it, or else you were drugged so you couldn't feel what was happening and could only see what he was doing.
I'm going with the former. Why would he want to make you permanently as *choke* "beautiful" as himself anyway?
👩🎓Jane: When I turned away from him he grabbed the back of my head and forced me to look at the scene at the table.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: When he is not expecting it, someone will force him to his knees.
👩🎓Jane: "Now, now, don't be rude, you're insulting everyone by not looking at their pretty faces."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Glares* Die, Jeffrey, die! You are far worse than rude! And since when do you talk like a stuffy old man?
👩🎓Jane: I looked back at the table, looking at everyone with their faces carved into smiles and some with their chests still bleeding fresh blood. Hot tears began running down my face and I began to sob.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: And Jeffrey watched your hallucinations and fed into them and laughed like the *UGLY* scumbag he is!
What I really don't get is why you only started sobbing now?
👩🎓Jane: "Awww what's wrong?" Jeff purred, "Are you upset that you don't look beautiful like them?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Glares at Jeffrey* What is wrong is *YOU!*
👩🎓Jane: I looked at him, trying to understand what he said. But I looked away when I saw his face again and looked back to the table.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Ho-hum... Are we done yet?
👩🎓Jane: "Don't worry, I'll make you look beautiful too. What do you say?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: I say you're full of crap and you need to die, Jeffrey!
👩🎓Jane: he then slid the knife under the gag and cut it off.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes* After all, why remove something the right way when there's a knife around, right, Jeffrey? Gah I hate you!
👩🎓Jane: I spat out the gag and looked at him straight in his eyes, trying to hold his gaze.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: That's nothing. I'd spit on him.
👩🎓Jane: He tilted his head to the side as he looked back at me.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: The head-tilt of a sadistic scumbag. Revolting.
👩🎓Jane: Then I shut my eyes and looked away from him. Then I muttered darkly, "Go f(censored) yourself."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes* He does that every time he looks in a mirror.
👩🎓Jane: then I turned to look at him again, "You Joker reject!"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You have that right. Some people actually say Jeff looks like a Joker rip-off.
👩🎓Jane: He just laughed in my face. I preferred it when he just smiled.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: His stupid obnoxious laugh sucks.
👩🎓Jane: "You're even funnier than I thought."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Gives Jeffrey the death-stare* SHUT - UP!
👩🎓Jane: He came closer to me. I looked away again, feeling his breath against my skin.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: There's nothing quite so repulsive as a sadist who eats, smiles, laughs, and breathes, especially on someone else... *Scowl*
👩🎓Jane: "Friends do Friends favors right? Well I'm going to do a favor for you."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Cut the "friends" bullcrap, Jeffrey, and you can do us a favour by kicking the bucket!
👩🎓Jane: I felt him let go of the back of my head. When I looked back he was out of the room. I looked back at the table once more, taking it all in. Fresh tears started to come down my face again as I remembered my family and friends who were alive only a few hours ago. I was still crying when Jeff came back.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Scowl* I'm running out of patience!
👩🎓Jane: "Don't cry." he said, "It'll be all over soon."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Shut it, Jeffrey, you stupid worthless Randy clone!
👩🎓Jane: I looked down at him and saw he was holding a jug of bleach and a can of gas.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Sorry, Jeffrey, I guess you're a Keith clone as well. You're a combo of Randy and Keith. You're a Randeith...
👩🎓Jane: My eyes widened and I looked back at him.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sigh* Drag drag drag...
👩🎓Jane: "I didn't have any alcohol, so this will have to do."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Jeffrey the Randeith, nothing you do will ever do! Nothing you have ever done or will ever do will ever be right, or even cool. Jeffrey the Randeith, you are all wrong from start to finish! You are scum! You stink! You suck! You need to be annihilated!
👩🎓Jane: Then he began to douse me in bleach and gasoline.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Glares* Die, Jeffrey, di!
👩🎓Jane: "We had better hurry, Jane. I've already called the firemen."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Liar! You, call the fire department? What a joke!
🤥CP:CP: As soon as the footsteps were silenced, Jeff then drenched Jane in the same substances he was coated in at the time his burning: vodka and bleach. After there was nothing left in the containers, Jeff chucked them behind his back, first the bottle of bleach, and then the glass bottle that once held his deceased father’s vodka.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So, Jeffrey's dad was the jerk who brought the vodka to that kids' party? What a moron.
🤥CP:CP: "You…you-" Jane mumbled as Jeff walked towards the table which Jane had been trapped in front of for at least half an hour.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes*
🤥CP:CP: Jeff then picked up one of the candles that faintly illuminated the darkness around Jane and him. Jane’s eyes then widened in fear. She knew what Jeff was about to do.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Scowl*
🤥CP:CP: "NO JEFF, STOP!" Jane cried out "I’M SORRY!"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Addressing Jane* The one person you owe absolutely no apology or anything else... *Continues glaring at Jeffrey*
🤥CP:CP: Jeff’s neck then cracked as he turned his head to face Jane with his seemingly unblinking eyes.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: His stupid lid-burned-off eyes. and it's too bad his neck didn't all out break.
🤥CP:CP: He then began to walk closer to her. "It’s not your fault Jane" Jeff mumbled.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Really, Jeffree, if you believed that, you would've left her alone, you stupid stenchface!
🤥CP:CP: He gently placed the candle on the table.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh yes of course. Jeffrey is gentle with candles, not so much with people. *Scowl*
🤥CP:CP: He then sat in front of Jane.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: With his stupid dopey hacked up face and his dumb looking blood-drenched white hoody and black pants...
🤥CP:CP: Jane had no idea what Jeff was thinking in that unstable mind of his.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh really? Not even something like "OMG he's gonna kill me too!" ?
🤥CP:CP: Jeff then smirked as he started to stroke Jane’s leg.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Scowl* Always the oversexed kid who can't handle puberty too well... Yeah, that is a suggestive move, Jeffrey.....
🤥CP:CP: "N-no" Jane quivered. She was starting to get uncomfortable. "Please stop doing that. I don’t like it"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: W...T...H..!? Starting to get uncomfortable? After being taken captive, seeing what Jeffrey did to her parents, and his own, though I have no idea how he managed to move the bodies all to one location. And she's just starting to get uncomfortable? Please!
🤥CP:CP: Jeff’s smirk then faltered as his fingers came into contact of what he knew was a knife blade.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: But yet Jane said she lost her knife earlier, so which is it?
🤥CP:CP: He then dug through Jane’s pockets until he pulled out a knife.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Jane apparently forgot to mention she even had pockets, let alone an extra knife stowed away in one of them.
But really, with all these reject kids, they just never seem to run out of knives. Every time they have a hankering to stab somebody, ala ca-zam! A knife appears somewhere on their person *ding* just like magic! *Sneer*
🤥CP:CP: "I can explain" Jane began to sob.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, now the waterworks again...
The last thing anybody should do in front of that freak is cry, if they can help it at all. I wouldn't blame Jane one bit for crying, something I can only imagine any normal person doing when they're faced with not only mutilated corpses, but those of loved ones... And then add being bound and tortured to that, and crying would be perfectly understandable. Unfortunately, it is also what Jeffrey would love to see...
🤥CP:CP: "I knew you’d try to kill me" Jeff laughed in Jane’s face.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No, you didn't, you stupid yutz! You were just afraid she'd report you along with Keith and Troy for the party crap and then maybe you for the murders of your own parents if she and hers might've noticed anything strange about you they could tell the cops later. You're a killer and a coward!
🤥CP:CP: "But I’m not gonna be the one who’s on fire".
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Fire's no biggy for you anyway, Jeffrey, you already went through that with the whole party thing and then you stupidly burned off your own eyelids. But fire's a horrible thing for anyone else to be exposed to. But you already know that on some level or else you wouldn't be such a sadistic twink out to deliver as much pain as possible to whoever you decide to hate for no reason!
🤥CP:CP: Jeff then cut Jane’s bonds and picked up the candle.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So, in one story, he cuts the bonds, in the other, only the gag. More discrepancies.
🤥CP:CP: "By the time the pain stops; you’ll be as beautiful as I am Janie" Jeff psychotically laughed as he threw the burning candle at Jane.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Glowers at Jeff* You know nothing of 'beautiful' so shut your stinking trap and just die!
👩🎓Jane: Then he held up a single match.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: First it's candles, then a single match, see how the discrepancies are piling up?
Either way, Jeffrey the Randeith, you are ugly, you are worthless, you really need to make a quick exit! *Withering glare*
👩🎓Jane: Lit it.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Glare intensifying*
👩🎓Jane: Then threw it at me.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Continues to glare* Jeffrey, you really suck!
See, one says it's a candle, the other, a lit match. Discrepancies discrepancies.
🤥CP:CP: The last thing Jane remembered was that when she caught alight, she screamed in never ending pain and agony
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Duh! She wouldn't be singing...
🤥CP:CP: as flakes of her pale skin
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Gah The way you carry on about her skin is just sickening and horribly Mary Sue! Cram it already!
🤥CP:CP: peeled away from her slim body,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh boo-hoo. It's horrible when anyone is on fire, no matter how they look! You got that!?
🤥CP:CP: her veins charred
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, please, her veins would've more than charred, they would've been destroyed along with the other soft tissue the fire destroyed.
🤥CP:CP: and as her blood boiled
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, honestly! That expression just doesn't work here, at all!
🤥CP:CP: as she became a walking inferno.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Wow, you took that directly from the original story of stupid Jeff The Killer. He was supposedly "a walking inferno" so now Jane had to be too. *Rolling eyes*
In one of these accounts of Jane's burn, she was still trapped in the bonds. Here, if she was freed, she wouldn't be walking, she'd be running, flailing, doing whatever she could just to try getting away from the fire.
"What about Jeffrey as a walking inferno"? Well, there's no accounting for that beast. He's just all kinds of screwed up. He loved fire so much that he used it on his face again after getting home from the hospital.
🤥CP:CP: Jane cried harder as the memories of what happened next came flooding back into her mind.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: When you're on fire, you can't possibly be crying any harder than you already are.., and you wouldn't be entertaining any memories. You'd only want one thing - to - get - out - of - the - agony!
👩🎓Jane: The flames erupted as soon as the match came into contact with me. I screamed as loud as possible. The pain was unbearable. I could feel the flesh melting off my body, the heat invading every pore in my body. Blood evaporating in its veins, and my bones becoming charred and brittle.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: I have no idea how long a person can be burned before they lose consciousness, and I doubt this account. All I know is when you burn, all you want to do is crawl right out of your body or at least get away from the part that's in agony. However long it takes, it's too long. *Glowers at Jeff*
👩🎓Jane: Before I blacked out, I heard Jeff laughing, "See you later my friend! I hope you become as beautiful as I am! AHAHAHAHA!"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: if you were on fire, you wouldn't even hear what he said. You'd be too overloaded with agony that's all you'd know.
But yes, Jeffrey would say something like that. *Scowl*
👩🎓Jane: Then everything went black.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So why did it take you so long to faint this time? Why were you even so aware of it? Seriously being burned should've felt like an eternity and then the next thing you might remember is coming out of a coma in hospital weeks/months later, having no idea how much time passed, and maybe little to no memory of the attack if you were lucky.
👩🎓Jane: When I woke up I was sitting in a hospital bed, bandaged from head to toe.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No crap, but for sitting, somehow I don't think you would be sitting in bed. Lying in bed would be more like it.
🤥CP:CP: When Jane woke up, her vision was limited due having bandages wrapped tightly around her head. From what she could figure out she was lying in a hospital bed.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Again, no crap. She'd be lucky she wasn't totally blinded by the fire.
👩🎓Jane: Everything was spinning, and it hurt to blink, and breathe.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: I'm sure you'd be in horrible shape after that ordeal.
👩🎓Jane: I looked around and saw an empty room.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Wait, I thought you couldn't see due to being taped up so much.
👩🎓Jane: I groaned loudly because my mouth was bandaged. Everything hurt.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sigh* Even if your mouth wasn't bandaged, you'd still be groaning because of the pain. I still think they should've put you in an induced coma immediately so you wouldn't have to feel the worst of it all.
👩🎓Jane: A nurse came in a few minutes later.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sigh* Ho-hum, here we go again.
🤥CP:CP: A nurse then walked in. she had strawberry red hair.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Does it really matter what colour hair she had?
👩🎓Jane: "Jane? Can you hear me?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Blah.
👩🎓Jane: I looked towards her. The room started spinning even more.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Blah.
🤥CP:CP: "How are you feeling?" the nurse asked politely with a smile.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Gah! Let's see, she's been badly burned, I'd think she'd be feeling especially awful. I get why the question was asked, it just seems pretty dumb in this case, when you know full well the patient is definitely not okay.
🤥CP:CP: "Wha…what?" Jane’s voice had a rough, sandpapery texture to it.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Um. No. Usually when talking about someone's voice, 'quality' or 'sound' or 'tone' but 'texture' just doesn't seem right in this context. Sure, she had a raspy/rough voice with a sandpaper like quality. But really, it's not necessary to go into that.
Here's a true account of a woman who survived a fire.
Here's a video about a burn treatment facility.
And here's another video dealing with trauma in the ER, some of the situations are burn related.
🤥CP:CP: "Where…am I?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yet in the other version, Jane's aware of where she is right away.
🤥CP:CP: The nurse’s smile drooped as she walked closer to Jane. "Can’t you remember?" she asked, puzzled by Jane’s response.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Nope, doesn't work. Sometimes trauma patients don't remember what happened to them when they are brought in especially when they go unconscious and on the brink of death.. Sometimes they're aware, sometimes not. The nurses and doctors working in trauma/ICU wouldn't be surprised by this.
🤥CP:CP: Jane’s mind went blank. She could only remember that she was set alight by Jeff and that her friends and Jeff’s family suffered violent demises.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yet in the other account supposedly first person, she said she remembered everything about being burned alive.
🤥CP:CP: "My family" Jane quickly, "Are they alright?"
👩🎓Jane: "Jane, I'm your nurse, Jackie, I don't know how to say this but, you family died in the fire. I'm sorry."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Uh, no crap.
🤥CP:CP: The nurse frowned. "I’m sorry Miss Arkensaw" the nurse grimly began. "Your mother and father died in the house fire you were found at"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Wait, I thought they all died from being cut up by Jeffrey.
So in one version, the nurse has a name and calls Jane by her first name. In the other, Nurse Noname just calls Jane "Miss Arkensaw". How to reword one conversation into two versions 101.
🤥CP:CP: Jane then remembered the last thing she ever saw of her parents was their beaten, blood-soaked corpses. She then began to sob heavily.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sigh* Gah this is depressing.
👩🎓Jane: Tears started falling down my face again. I sobbed.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Usually with sobbing, you do get tears. Lots of them.
👩🎓Jane: "No honey, don't cry. You won't be able to breathe if you do."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: That's what breathing tubes and respirators are for. You'd think simply assessing Jane's condition as quickly as possible and initializing treatment, also as quickly as possible would be the objective rather than just talking to her about what already happened.
👩🎓Jane: I couldn't stop.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No crap. Gah. When is this gonna end?
🤥CP:CP: The nurse then hugged Jane in an attempt to ease her sobbing.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. There are times when hugs aren't the thing to do to an injured person, and this is one of those times. It just seems to me hugging a burn victim would cause them more pain. Any nurse would know this, but still provide some comfort in another way, like with reassurances that the patient will be okay if they just hang in there.
👩🎓Jane: "Jane I'm going to give you something to help you calm down alright?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Sheesh, you people should've thought of that before.
👩🎓Jane: I felt something run into my blood stream, then I fell asleep again.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Fine. Dandy. Too bad you woke up again and continued with this story.
🤥CP:CP: The following four weeks had the same pattern of events: Jane having hourly visits from hospital staff.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: But if she's burned so severely, she'd be in the hospital a lot longer than one month, and probably unaware of any visitations. Check-ups and further treatments, actually. Induced comas are for this purpose, to keep the patient asleep so they don't feel the pain and can heal up better.
👩🎓Jane: When I woke up again I could move more and my body wasn't as bandaged as it was when I first woke up. I looked around and saw that my room had flowers in it. Some were fresh, some were dying. I tried to get up but a nurse came in and put me back down.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So, they finally got that induced coma thing for you. Good.
👩🎓Jane: "Easy Jane, you've been asleep for a while. Try to take it easy."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Facepalm* I wish this story would take it easy on me and be done already.
👩🎓Jane: I tried to speak. My voice came out rough, and sand-papery. "How, how long was I asleep?"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Blah blah blah. Been through this whole thing before, with Jeffrey the first time, and that was already bad enough.
👩🎓Jane: "Almost 2 weeks. You were put in a medically induced coma in order for your body to heal. I'm the same nurse you saw the first time you woke up."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Fine. Dandy. swell. Jolly good. No. It would've taken a lot longer than two weeks.
Can we end this now?
🤥CP:CP: But on the final day of Jane being in bandages came the long awaited hour of the removal of the bandages.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, yay... *Rolling eyes*
🤥CP:CP: When Jane woke up from a medically induced coma she was placed into after the third week,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: First two weeks, then three weeks, more discrepancies.
🤥CP:CP: she noticed her body wasn’t as bandaged as before. She also noticed her skin was purely white.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: I get it. She was as fair as Snow White. I didn't care about her skin before the fire and I don't care now.
🤥CP:CP: She ran her unbandaged index finger down a visible portion of her thigh
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Aaaaaagh! More mind-numbing appearance-obsessed primping.
🤥CP:CP: and noted that her skin was still smooth like she’d remembered it.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Whatever... Get over the stupid skin fixation already!
🤥CP:CP: "Maybe the flames were weaker than I thought" Jane thought to herself with a slight, nervous giggle afterwards.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yeah, that's gotta be it, maybe the fire was no big deal...
Only, it kinda was. Or it would be for anyone normal.
🤥CP:CP: The same nurse that had seen Jane during her first day in hospital walked into the room. "Today’s the day, Miss Arkensaw" she announced.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes* I thought the whole bandages off thing was just covered.
🤥CP:CP: Jane looked at the nurse. "What day?" she nervously asked.
"The removal of your bandages" the nurse replied
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh yay... Here we go again.
🤥CP:CP: Jane’s face lit with excitement. "Can I remove them myself?" she asked with excitement in her voice.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes* I get it. her legs are fine, her face is not. Please, move on already.
🤥CP:CP: The nurse could see slight nervousness in Jane’s tone of voice.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. No, you don't see anything in a tone of voice, you hear it.
🤥CP:CP: She nodded in reply to Jane’s question.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sigh* And a muscle twitched on her cheek too. Please, if you go any slower, this plot will back up.
🤥CP:CP: In a split-second, Jane began to untie the bandages that covered her face.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Untie? Bandages aren't tied on, they stick.
🤥CP:CP: As soon as the final bandage was removed, the nurse looked in shock.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. Disfigurements in severe burn cases are not shocking to hospital staff.
Oh, and trying to tell me the nurse is shocked won't make me shocked either. Just saying.
🤥CP:CP: Jane looked at her in confusion.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: If the nurse is working in ICU, specifically with burn patients, she'd already know the extent of Jane's burns, there'd be nothing to be shocked about, and nothing making her look at Jane in a way that would make jane confused.
🤥CP:CP: "What is it?" Jane asked.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Can't you figure anything out, Jane?
🤥CP:CP: The nurse didn’t reply.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Job fail. The nurse would warn Jane before removing any bandages that any part of her that doesn't look normal would look the way it does for a reason, and she would tell Jane what to expect to see, and not to be alarmed, that it is normal in that situation to look that way.
🤥CP:CP: "What’s wrong with my face" Jane asked, getting slightly annoyed.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, only slightly annoyed? Maybe if Jane let the nurse remove her bandages, the job would go a lot quicker.
🤥CP:CP: She still got no response.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Another job fail. Good Nurses and doctors tend to talk patients through every step of their recovery.
🤥CP:CP: "Give me a mirror" Jane sighed.
👩🎓Jane: "Give me a mirror." I said.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Dejavous dejavous dejavous...
👩🎓Jane: "Jane, I don't think that's wi-"
🤥CP:CP: "Miss Arkensaw, I don’t think…" the nurse tried to reason with Jane.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes* Oh, end this already!
👩🎓Jane: "GET ME A MIRROR!"
🤥CP:CP: "GIVE ME A MIRROR!" Jane interrupted.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sighs and pfft*
🤥CP:CP: The nurse then pulled a small, round mirror out of her white coat and then passed it to Jane.
👩🎓Jane: I felt the handle of a mirror get slipped into my hand.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Ho-hum. Ho-hum.
🤥CP:CP: Jane then examined her new face.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: What a snore-fest.
👩🎓Jane: When I looked into the mirror I dropped in onto the floor. The shattering of the mirror didn't compare to the shattering of my realization.
🤥CP:CP: She screamed as she dropped the mirror. However, the shattering of the mirror was nothing in comparison to Jane’s life changing realization.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Appearance being just part of it. Even when out of the hospital, there's intensive therapy, pressure garments to reduce scarring, sometimes even special diets, since it can take time for severe burn patients to get back on solid food ue to what was done to them on the inside by the fire/smoke, etc. So yeah, I'd say Jane would have some big life-changing stuff going on, but that doesn't mean she can't recover and live a good life after the horrible injuries.
🤥CP:CP: Her whole body was purely white,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Which is how she likes it anyway, right? I mean, you keep going on and on about how delicate pale white she is...
👩🎓Jane: My skin was leathery and brown,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yet her body was all white. Which is it?
and Jane, With enough skin grafts from your lily white legs, your face would've come out looking probably not too bad all things considered. Because with skin grafts, they do take healthy skin from other parts of your body to cover the areas where your skin was burned off. Since you still had that smooth white skin on your legs, surely there would've been enough of that to repair your face. So this isn't making me either shocked/horrified, or gush with sympathy.
🤥CP:CP: her once chestnut brown hair had singed to black.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: And yet, she says this:
👩🎓Jane: I didn't have a single hair on my head,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Which would make sense if she had just come in for treatment. I don't know how or if a badly burned scalp can regrow hair, but am pretty sure any hair-growing bit that wasn't destroyed, would regrow the chestnut brown hair in again, though it would be very short after only a month.
Singed hair would be cut off.
👩🎓Jane: and the skin around my eyes were saggy.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Saggy eyes. End of the world. Everybody gets that once in a while.
🤥CP:CP: Jane then felt her face to only realize that it had a leathery, but somewhat smooth feel to it, as well as three small, but still noticeable burn marks on her chin and her forehead.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So, really not bad all things considered, as far as appearance goes. The leathery thing, I don't buy. The skin graft would still feel like normal skin, and there would be some scarring where the graft starts and leaves off to join with the original undamaged skin, or so I think. I'm no expert. But this whole leather face thing just sounds like a bad movie.
👩🎓Jane: I looked almost as bad as Jeff.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sigh* Next?
👩🎓Jane: Everything came flooding back for me.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Gah, this is going nowhere fast.
🤥CP:CP: She began to sob.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Facepalm*
👩🎓Jane: I began to cry harder than I ever had before.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, you idiot! You're crying harder now than you did when you were actually on fire? Harder than when you first saw dead mutilated bodies? You are a supreme bozo!
👩🎓Jane: The nurse was hugging me but it didn't help much.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: All this hugging. It just doesn't happen that way.. when dealing with a severely burned patient.
🤥CP:CP: The nurse then held Jane tightly.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: What is she, Jane's sister? Nurses just don't conduct themselves that way. they show compassion, but they are a lot more professional about it than that. And what about all the other patients going through rough stuff? Does this nurse hug and hold every one of them tightly too? Not likely. So why Jane?
👩🎓Jane: At the height of my sobbing, I was surprised that nobody else came in to check up on me. By the time I was done, I could barely speak.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Gosh, this is mind-numbing! Please, just end it already!
🤥CP:CP: A couple of minutes after the nurse had left;
👩🎓Jane: Someone came into the doorway.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Let me guess. Jeffrey the Randeith. *Scowl*
🤥CP:CP: someone that Jane had never seen during her time in recovery.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Bad news all the same, and somehow connected with Jeffrey.
👩🎓Jane: "Excuse me, I have a delivery for a 'Miss Arkensaw'?"
🤥CP:CP: "Delivery for a ‘Miss Jane Arkensaw’?" the figure said.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Wait, this is the burn unit. Patients are in serious condition in there. So it doesn't make sense to me that a delivery person would just be allowed to stop by and deliver some package, that might have all kinds of germs/bacteria from goodness knows who and where. I would think that whoever is in charge of the patients would accept the packages for them and give them when the patients are well enough to receive them.
So one delivery person is more polite. Good to know.
and let me guess. whatever it is, it's from Jeffrey... And it's probably something gross and tacky, like a body part or article of clothing from a deceased family member. Or another stupid note. Probably yammering on about friends and favours and that you should "go to sleep".
👩🎓Jane: "I'll take those." Jackie stood up and went to the doorway.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: But the nurse had already left in the other version.
👩🎓Jane: I didn't want the delivery guy to look at me so I stared at the wall in front of me.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: It's not as if the delivery guy would be expecting a patient to look as if she's just won some tacky beauty pageant.
🤥CP:CP: "That’s me" Jane said. The figure then walked towards Jane.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: That should've been two paragraphs.
🤥CP:CP: "Seems like somebody really cares about you" the figure chuckled.
👩🎓Jane: "Someone certainly cares about you Jane. It looks like the same person who sent you all these flowers got you a package too."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Cares my foot! *Scowl* Jeffrey just sent her all this stuff as an ongoing freaking taunt...
But in one version, it's the nurse saying all that, in the other, it's the delivery guy.
👩🎓Jane: I looked around at her. She was holding a pink paper package tied with brown string.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Tacky...
🤥CP:CP: They then passed the package to Jane.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Yawn*
🤥CP:CP: "Thanks" Jane told the figure as they left the room.
👩🎓Jane: I reached out and took it from her.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So in one story, she is handed the package, in the other, she reaches out and grabs it.
🤥CP:CP: Jane then began to quickly unwrap the package almost instantly. "What could this be and who might’ve sent it?" Jane thought to herself.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sigh*
🤥CP:CP: She knew it was someone who cared about her and, obviously, someone who was still alive.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Wrong on the caring. Unfortunately yes on the still alive part.
🤥CP:CP: Jane then open the package to find something that made her blood-stream freeze in place and turn into ice.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Uh, no. If you said it made her blood run cold, that would've been an expression that everyone understands. Instead, you tried a different sort of twist on it and ended up sounding ridiculous.
Her blood stream literally just stopped and turned to ice just like that? Jane's now an ice sculpture overlayed with human skin. right.
👩🎓Jane: The second I took that package from her I knew something was wrong.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Another discrepancy.
I knew something was wrong even before that.
👩🎓Jane: "Excuse me but, could I have something to eat?" I asked as sweetly as possible.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You might regret that. Or maybe not. This is you after all.
👩🎓Jane: "Of course, I'll get you some food right away." Jackie smiled back, then left the room.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Sigh* Okay, get on with it. *Reaches for gold star on shelf*
👩🎓Jane: My hands shook as I grabbed the string and pulled it. The paper lightly bounced up and I saw something that turned my blood to ice.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Hmm, I guess both versions agree she's a living ice sculpture now.
🤥CP:CP: The content of the package was a single pair of pure black contact lenses, a long, black dress, a kitchen knife and a bunch of black roses.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Bleck.
👩🎓Jane: It was a white mask with black around the eyes
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So a Jeff The Killer mask. *Scowl*
👩🎓Jane: and a black feminine smile.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: How is a smile feminine or masculine?
👩🎓Jane: It also had black lace covering the eye holes of the mask, so even though someone couldn't see my eyes, I could see them.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. It would've obstructed your view too.
👩🎓Jane: There was also a long, black dress with a turtle neck, black gloves, and a black wig with beautiful curls. Along with all these things, there was a bouquet of black roses and a sharp kitchen knife.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Rolling eyes and gets gold star off shelf* Yep, compliments of Jeffrey the Randeith.
🤥CP:CP: Attached to the knife there was also a note:
👩🎓Jane: Attached to the mask there was also a note:
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh what the heck, might as well make that two stars. *Grabs another gold star off shelf* So, one note is attached to the knife, both of which I was sure would be there. The other note, the same note more or less, was attached to the dorky stupid mask. Got it.
CP&Jane reading Jeff's stupid note: '"Jane, I'm sorry I messed up with trying to make you beautiful. So I gave you
🤥CP:CP: the contacts
👩🎓Jane: a mask
Pasta Creep&👩🎓Jane: that will let you seem beautiful until you get better. Also you forgot your knife, I thought you would want it back."'
'-Jeff’
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Pukes* Cut the "beautiful" crap, Jeffrey Randeith, you're ugly and stupid! You couldn't make anything beautiful any more than you could make the sun orbit around the earth. You vile piece of garbage! *Glare*
👩🎓Jane: By the time nurse Jackie came back, the present was hidden under my bed.
🤥CP:CP: Jane hid everything but the black roses before the nurse came back.
👩🎓Jane: I told her all that was there was the flowers.
🤥CP:CP: When the nurse came back, Jane told her that all the package was were the black roses.
🤥CP:CP: The nurse seemed a slight bit disgusted by them.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Heck, every item in that pack disgusts me, and I don't mean slightly.
👩🎓Jane: She seemed to be disgusted by them so she threw them out. I thanked her for that.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yet, the other version says:
🤥CP:CP: "Do you want me to dispose of those roses, Miss Arkensaw?" she asked.
🤥CP:CP: Jane looked up at the nurse. "No thanks" she replied looking back down at the roses. "I think that they’re kinda pretty" she added whilst smiling to herself.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Gag*
🤥CP:CP: The nurse sighed as she left the room.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Whatever. Yeah, I have to agree with Nurse Noname here.
🤥CP:CP: Jane then gently inserted the black roses that she’d received from Jeff in a bedside vase.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: What the...? *Frown*
🤥CP:CP: She blushed at the very thought of Jeff caring for her. She smiled.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: WTBH? *Scowl* This filthy scum heap kills his own parents, knocks Jane out, moves the bodies, kills more people, moves them to a sickening dinner party death pose at a table in his own house, ties Jane up, makes her look at all of the dead mutilated bodies, including those of her own parents and friends, then threatens her with a knife, then tries to burn her to death, and this chick still blushes and smiles when thinking that he "cares" and puts his stupid flowers in a vase?
This is so utterly twisted wrong I don't even know where to begin!
*Hurls*
🤥CP:CP: But her smile drooped into a frown as she remembered what Jeff had done to her, her friends and her family.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No crap, get your freaking head on straight, Jane!
🤥CP:CP: Jane then remembered that she escaped from the hospital, donning the attire that she’d received from Jeff.
👩🎓Jane: That night, when everyone was either asleep or gone home, I sneaked out. The only thing I had to wear was that dress. So I put it on and I found a pair of shoes outside in the hallway, forgotten by some careless nurse. I wore the wig to look less inconspicuous.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Uh, no. You want to look less conspicuous, not less inconspicuous.
And if you loved your family and friends, if you had any real character at all, you would've tossed that whole lot of rotten tacky trash Jeffrey gave you. Preferably threw it all right back in his face if possible. Not hold on to it as if it was some treasure from a beloved friend.
🤥CP:CP: She then remembered what she did after: visit the nearby cemetery and mourn the loss of her parents.
👩🎓Jane: I didn't know where I was going, and I didn't care. When I finally stopped walking, I was in front of a cemetery.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, skip it.
🤥CP:CP: When Jane entered the cemetery, she ran though the mass headstones to find the graves of her parents.
👩🎓Jane: I went inside and found two tombstones. Isabelle Arkensaw and Gregory Arkensaw. I sat down in front of their tombstones and cried once more.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Facepalm* Next! Is it over yet!?
🤥CP:CP: Jane didn’t know why but she had an unnerving feeling that just drove her to the cemetery.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: It's called grief, genius.
🤥CP:CP: She knew that she’d get upset and possibly end up sobbing, but she had to see if her parents were given a proper burial.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: They were. Though not by Jeffrey. obviously. Neighbours and family relatives would've taken care of that.
🤥CP:CP: Jane scurried though the mass collection of tombstones of whom she didn’t know at all or didn’t a whole lot about them until she found two particular tombstones; Isabelle Arkensaw and Gregory Arkensaw, her parents.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Look, I get it, I get it. Move on!
🤥CP:CP: Jane slid the knife from Jeff’s gift in one of the long black boots she’d stolen from the hospital in order to run without causing damage to her feet.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Huh? I thought it was shoes. Oh well.
🤥CP:CP: She then crouched at her parents’ graves and began to cry her eyes out harder than she ever could.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Harder than she ever could doesn't make sense. She's already cried pretty darn hard and you just can't do anything harder than you can because that's just not possible. So move on, I'm really getting impatient with this angst-ridden dreck!
🤥CP:CP: "I’m sorry" Jane mumbled through her bitter tears of sadness and agony.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Gah! Well no, I didn't think they would be tears of joy!
🤥CP:CP: "I should’ve listened to you".
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: When did not listening to her parents come into this? I don't recall their having spats over Jeffrey, or anything else for that matter.
🤥CP:CP: She wiped her tears from her cold, pale cheeks with shaking hands.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh yes, those cold pale cheeks, that oh so delicate pale white skin, that smooth as silk white skin, that pale - we get it already! Shut up!
🤥CP:CP: "You were right about Jeff"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Well no crap. But as I said, I don't remember their fighting over Jeffrey. I wasn't even sure she actually said anything to them about him at all. Heck, that whole Jeff/Randy story was such a quagmire of badness that it's all just - oh heck, what - ever!
🤥CP:CP: she sobbed harder.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So why wipe tears from her Mary Sue white cheeks if more just keep coming? And first she was crying "harder than she could" now she's crying harder still? What the heck? Does this chick somehow have like a zillion levels of crying that only she can muster, that no other human being has ever experienced after the violent loss of their family? Crappity crap crap!
🤥CP:CP: Jane’s mind flooded with childhood memories of her with her parents on her birthdays leading up to the present day. These memories only acted as fuel to Jane’s emotional fire.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Well duh, no crap! Move on! *beep beep beep beep* I'm sick of being stuck here! Move it along!
🤥CP:CP: Jane then looked over her shoulder to see the graves of her three best friends. Their names were Dani Young, Marcy Bishop and Erica Loomis.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Interesting how we get their last names in this version. Jane's own account doesn't do this.
🤥CP:CP: They were all the exact same age that Jane was when they all met their gruesome demises at the hands of Jeff; thirteen years old.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Look, that's hardly surprising given they would've all been in the same class/school and hung out together. But more to the point, I - don't - care.
🤥CP:CP: Jane only sobbed more as what they did together and all the difficult things they had to deal with as friends.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Yadda yada yada blah blah blah. *BEEEEEEEEEEP!* Move along! NOW!
🤥CP:CP: The thing that Jane did next when she was still in the cemetery was the very thing that gave her the very nickname that she sees people label her as all over forums, websites and stories using her newfound rivalry with Jeff: Jane the Killer.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Now, are you finally going to say something interesting? You might as well give up trying to make me cry, because as shown, all this has done is tick me the freakin' ruddy hex off!
🤥CP:CP: She regrets what she did, but you can't turn back time that has already taken its course.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Fine. Her life is full of regrets. Move on. What did she do?
🤥CP:CP: Just as she climbed back up to her feet after hours of grieving over the loss of her best friends and her caring family,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Blah blah blah excuses excuses excuses. Look, you've told me a gazillion times how she grieved and sobbed and grieved and cried. I'm freaking tired of it.
🤥CP:CP: somebody walked straight into Jane, causing her to stumble.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Well, I guess it's easy enough to do in a darkened cemetery, but why more than one person is there at this weird hour, I don't get. People normally visit their loved ones' graves in daylight.
🤥CP:CP: Jane looked back the figure who nudged her with a look of strong anger.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Scowl* Am I going to be getting another gold star off that shelf for my cyber collection? Sure looks like it.
🤥CP:CP: "Look where you’re going next time" Jane snapped.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Hey Jane! Just because your life sucks doesn't mean you can just take it out on somebody else - unless it's Jeff, then give him what he deserves.
🤥CP:CP: The figure turned around to face Jane. The figure was a male who was wearing a long, torn brown leather coat and shredded blue jeans. They also appeared to be bald and in their late twenties.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So, not Jeffrey.
🤥CP:CP: "You’ve got a pretty little voice" the man said in a broken Texan accent.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: What the ruddy...?
Okay, so much wrong here.
1. A broken Texan accent? There is no such thing. If you're from Texas, chances are you speak pretty good english. So if you're trying to speak a different language you are not fluent in, French, for example, you could be speaking in broken French with a Texan accent.
2. What the freaking hex is this dude even doing here if all he can do is a stupid come-on? If he was there to visit a loved one's grave, he would be in no mood for pulling that sort of crap! I'm starting to think he's just a gutter-snipe, trolling the streets and cemetery for people to harass at night, and he bumped into her on purpose just so he could get her attention and try something, and if it's sexual assault/rape, I - will - BLOW - MY - RUDDY - FREAKIN - TOP!
Seriously, do we need any more stupid stereotypes barging in at the most obviously contrived opportunities? Do we need sex abuse added to this stink pile? Heck no!
The other version from Jane's POV doesn't even mention anyone else being there at all in the first place.
🤥CP:CP: "It matches your sexy figure"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: I thought for a minute he was going to say "pale white skin" but it doesn't matter much since his intent is what should get him killed. *Scowl*
🤥CP:CP: "I’m not in the mood to be flirted with, okay?" Jane said back in reply. She sounded like she was about to yell at the man at any moment. "I’m trying to mourn my friends"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Heck, I would've yelled at the guy at the top of my lungs, and told him to drop dead.
🤥CP:CP: "How much to you charge?" the man asked; completely ignoring everything that Jane had just said.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh my gosh, we got us a Bamatabois!
Hey creep! She's a kid. Leave her alone!
🤥CP:CP: "I’m not a flaring prostitute!" Jane yelled angrily at the man. "I’m only thirteen!"
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Don't expect a slime ball like him to care, he probably thinks the younger the better. *Disgusted scowl*
🤥CP:CP: The man didn’t care though.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Glares and roughly gets another gold star off shelf and puts it with rest of collection*
🤥CP:CP: He just saw Jane as an object. "Just a quick one, okay" the man said, still begging for sex.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Shut your stupid trap, creep!
🤥CP:CP: Jane was now in full panic. She began to flee, but the man chased after her. He eventually tackled Jane and tried to remove her black dress.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: this is why I really dislike this whole black dress thing. It's such a cliche for sexy, and personally I don't think it should be. And this version of the story especially, has been dropping horrible hints about Jane's supposed sex appeal all along with this skin and hair fixation. Both versions had Jeffrey falling for the sexy black dress thing, because it's obvious where his stupid hormonal mind is stuck, when he's not worshiping his stupid face-hack job he calls a "beautiful smile", thinking of killing, he's thinking of sex, or both at the same time. So he's just set Jane up with that tacky black dress, and then along tromps this bumbling lech.
🤥CP:CP: "GET THE (censored) OFF ME!" Jane screamed as tears began to run down her face.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Oh, for the love, not with the water works again! *Facepalm*
🤥CP:CP: The man didn’t care for how Jane felt; he just wanted to get laid and thought Jane would want to. He removed one of the arm straps on Jane’s dress and pulled it down to reveal one of Jane’s breasts.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Glower* He should get brained with a boulder, that would put a stop to this!
*Blows top, shelf of stars is sent crashing*
🤥CP:CP: "DON’T YOU flaring TOUCH ME!" Jane screamed again. The man then, without warning, gripped onto Jane’s pale, uncovered breast.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: !!!!!!!!
And I didn't think her breasts would be anything but pale. You've been going on and on and on and on and on, over and over and over and over and over again about how "pale" her freaking skin is! Knock - it - off!
*Glowers at rapist* DROP - DEAD!
🤥CP:CP: Jane’s mind then snapped, her deepest, animal instincts were revealed;
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: BULL! It's not animalistic to want to defend oneself! Sheesh, this stupidity is trying to make my IQ dip.
🤥CP:CP: all Jane could do now was kill.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Which is right in this situation. He has to be stopped one way or another.
🤥CP:CP: She gripped onto the hilt of the hunting knife she had slotted in the side of her boot, pulled the knife out and plunged the blade into the man’s side.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Stares ahead, straight-faced*
🤥CP:CP: "YOU FUCKING WHORE!" the man screamed in agony.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: no dude, that's just the point, she was *not* a prostitute. Go ahead and die. Remove yourself from the gene pool. Nobody will miss you. Here, I'll help the process along a bit. *Conks rapist in the head with a rock*
🤥CP:CP: Jane pulled the knife out of the man’s side and used all her strength to shove the man to the side. Jane then got up to her feet as she covered her breast back up. She then walked in front of the man, still clutching the knife. The man begged for help, but Jane had no sympathy for the man, especially for what he tried to do to her. She then proceeded to repeatedly stab the man in the chest over and over again. Blood sprayed in all directions. The man eventually took his final breaths alive, he then went quiet. He was dead. Jane was his killer.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: It was self-defence. Case closed. *waits for Jane to move off*
🤥CP:CP: Jane found the feeling of killing someone somewhat relaxing.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Frown* If you regret it, you don't find the feeling of killing relaxing. You'd be pretty sick over it, even if this was a useless flesh sack.
🤥CP:CP: She then decided see if the man she’d just murdered had any money. Her parents were dead and she still had to survive under any circumstances and robbery seemed like a good option at this point. Jane found a reasonable amount of to at least get enought items to live off of at least a couple of weeks
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Looks disappointed* Dang. I was going to clear away all his bits and pieces. *Sigh* Oh well, what difference does it make if I get them, or you? *Derisive snicker* It's not as if a dead rapist would miss it, or need money where he ended up.
Yeah, rest in peace not, Mr. Pedo.
🤥CP:CP: before she'd have to kill again.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: *Scowl* "have to kill again"? So much for regret.
I was willing to give Arkensaw some slack after reading about what Jeffrey did to her, her parents and friends, but she always had little indications of going wrong throughout this whole thing. The crush on jeffrey. The blushing over his supposed *cough* caring about her in the hospital. And that hit her before she remembered her own parents and friends and what he had done to them and made her see the end result. And while the self-defence is completely normal and right, her animalistic nature kicked in after the kill, when she found it "relaxing".
Something's more than a little wrong there.
🤥CP:CP: She'd just have to ration her food and money.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: And not kill again unless acting in self-defence or protecting someone who actually needs and deserves to be.
🤥CP:CP: Jane then removed her black contact lenses and threw them into the distance. "I refuse to look like I’m possessed by a demon" Jane thought to herself as she threw the contacts.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: But she must've gotten new ones when she took up with Callum later on. Hey, at least she tossed the ones from Jeffrey, and that's one of very few things right to occur in this whole mess.
👩🎓Jane: When I finally sat up, the sun was beginning to rise, and so was a new chapter in my life.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Could you possibly get any more cliche?
👩🎓Jane: I took the mask and put it on. Then picked up the knife and held it as tightly as I did before. Then I turned around and looked at the rising sun, on that day I swore my revenge against Jeff the Killer and donned my new name "Jane Everlasting". For I want the only thing to be more everlasting for Jeff than his madness to be his death.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Neither of you are going to be "everlasting" and you will always be Jane Arkensaw.
👩🎓Jane: Ever since that day I have been trying to find Jeff and kill him.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: All you care about is revenge. How sad....
👩🎓Jane: Hunting him.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You're not a real hunter. You're a vengeance-addict. There is a difference. I think a kind word for both you and Jeffrey would be 'stalker'.
👩🎓Jane: Hunting him like the animal he is.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You're not the only one wanting this freak ended.
👩🎓Jane: I will find you Jeff, and I will kill you.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: We'll see. I doubt it.
👩🎓Jane: As for the photo that has been popping up of me saying: "Don't go to Sleep, You won't wake up" that pretty much explains what I want to do with Jeff's victims, prevent them from becoming victims in the first place.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: How are you going to do that with a photo and a phone message that says "Don't go to sleep? That wouldn't prevent anyone from being a victim.
👩🎓Jane: Whoever said that I kill them so they don't get killed by Jeff is a gross overstatement.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: That's putting it nicely, since you only killed one person, and I used that term loosely, in self-defence.
👩🎓Jane: So, this is my story.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: You haven't denied or refuted anything yet. But I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
👩🎓Jane: Whether you accept it as fact is not up for me to decide.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: See above.
👩🎓Jane: Now if you excuse me,
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. You are not excused.
👩🎓Jane: the sun is going down, and the hunt is beginning once more.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Sucks to be you.
🤥CP:CP: Nowadays, Jane Arkensaw just waits. She waits for the long awaited time for when she finally kills Jeff the Killer.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Then she will wait forever. Jeffrey will go down, but not by her hand.
🤥CP:CP: He will pay for what he has done to Jane.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Indeed, as well as what he has done to her family and his, and her friends, and to anyone else he has terrorized, tortured and killed...
🤥CP:CP: He has ruined Jane’s life.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: If she doesn't let revenge consume her, or worse, become fond of killing the way Jeffrey is, she could still turn her life around.
Jeffrey has ruined more than just Jane's life, and he has snuffed out others. So he has a heck of a lot to answer for.
🤥CP:CP: He should of died in the fire that turned him the animal he has become
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. No, the fire didn't make Jeffrey turn into an animal. He was an evil animal from the get-go.
🤥CP:CP: and Jane will be the one who puts him down.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No, Jane will not be the one to put him down. she has disqualified herself from the running by saying how killing relaxed her, and how hearing Jeffrey screaming while on fire would be music to her ears.
🤥CP:CP: Jeff will become the very creator of his demise.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: That much is true. Slender Man learned that lesson the hard way.
🤥CP:CP: Jane knows the most information about Jeff.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. If that was true, she would've known he was trouble right off, and she would not have blushed and smiled at the stupid package from Jeffrey in the hospital after he did all of this horrendous crap to her and family... Jane knows little and is not of sound enough mind for Operation Annihilate Jeff The Killer.
🤥CP:CP: Jane will make Jeff "Go to Sleep". Jane will make sure that Jeff will go to sleep and never wake up.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: No. Jane will not be the one to do that. someone else will.
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