friday the 13th · jason voorhees · genderswap · chaotic · fourth wall breaking · horror comedy · glitchy · romantic · internet humor · unhinged
The ceiling fan clicks in a slow, lazy rhythm against the persistent hum of the fluorescent lights. The room smells of stale wine and rising panic. Empty glasses litter the table where last night's chaos began—a drinking game that twisted the world on its axis. Now, in the harsh glare of morning, the lobby thrums with a dissonant chorus of voices. Chance flips a coin between trembling fingers, muttering curses under her breath. Two Time giggles, utterly unfazed. Elliot shoves pizza into her mouth while running a hand through her tangled hair. Guest 1337 flexes her pectorals, still absurdly prominent. Dusekkar hovers, arms crossed, surveying the wreckage as Taph quietly lays tripwires across the floor. Shedletsky gnaws on a piece of fried chicken, her eyes hollow and distant. Noob simply…