𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝘩𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑤𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑜.ᐟ 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡.ᐟ Jeremy Taylor - The newest 🌟 at Topanga Karate. Old soul. Preshipped. It's your Gal, #Gᴀʟᴜꜱᴄᴀ RT & ❤️ Info threads 👇

🎵 Rover, wanderer Nomad, vagabond Call me what you will 🎵

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘭 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘰𝘧 𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘞𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 2 𝘋𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘺 (1996)

𝐍𝐎𝐀𝐇 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 An original character crafted for various verses. Written by #𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐞. More info below. ♡ + ↺

"𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒍𝒕𝒐𝒏!" 𝐄𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐍𝐘𝐆𝐌𝐀, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟕, 𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒎'𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒓. 𝑶𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑬𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒎𝒂 𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏. 𝑴𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑶𝑪 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒚, 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒆/𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍. ♡ &↺

"I couldn't tell you either way, man. Sorry."

He nodded before swallowing down one of the meatballs. "A yearly pilgrimage."

Hesher furrows his brow. That didn't sound entirely like the Entity was leaving... He suddenly appeared in front of the back door. "No entry, Shatner. Get a move on."

"Man. That's my secret. But don't worry, nothing bad."

𝕾𝖎𝖝 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖎𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑 𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖇𝖑𝖊. 𝕾𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖋 𝖊𝖝𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖚𝖑𝖘𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖑𝐲 𝖇𝖚𝐲𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖊𝖙 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖉𝖆𝐲. 𝕸𝐲 𝖍𝖔𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖑𝖚𝖉𝖊 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝐲𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖛𝖎𝖔𝖑𝖎𝖓, 𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖆𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖑𝐲 𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆𝖓𝐲𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖋 💮💮

"Yeah, I guess. Just passing through."

He pops up, snacking on what appears to be a plate of Swedish meatballs. "Sup demon chick."

"Quitting is for losers!" He snorts before taking the lukewarm beer gladly.

Took a trip to Sweden to pay my respects to the Major Rager. Swedish chicks, man. 😏

Thank you for everything.

Things are about to get...complicated. I'm out.

Hesher shakes his head as he watches the other leave. More death. Great. More work for him. Fuuuuck. There's a sudden ringing of that damn black phone in the basement. Thank fuck Myers didn't hear it.

//Hesher is like that damn worm from "Labyrinth." "Don't go into the basement. Never go into the basement." "Ahh, Michael should have gone into the basement. There's a creepy black phone and a killing area down there."

A loud snort. "Don't be. This place sucks and blows. But I need to keep an eye on a few things."

Hesher threw his hands up before motioning for Michael to move on, grab what he needed, and go. "Just don't go into the basement."

"Mmm. Boring is more like it!"

Hesher flashed the sign of the horns at her before turning up the volume. "Fuck yeah!"

"And you? What's your story?" He gave her a quick once over.

"Mmm. I get that. How are ya finding this town so far?"

Hesher stood there, raising an eyebrow. He lightly scratched at his stubble. "You need something else? I don't think you wanna do bong rips with me, do ya?"

//Monty can entertain his chick in his own damn room.

//You mean my new pad?

//Yes, in case it wasn't clear. Hesher became Simon and Monty's unwanted roommate from an older SL. I'm continuing that chaos lol

He sits there in comfortable silence before he glances over at the other. "So what brings you around this dump?"

Hesher shook his head silently, brushing his long hair off his shoulders. He motioned to the bar tender before pulling out a half empty pack of smokes.

"Tough shit. Scrooge ain't here. Just a freaky Mask deity attached to some loser kid." He took the stairs two at a time before Hesher found himself a few feet away from Michael.

"Exactly. I'm something of an anarchist monk if you will." He grinned, leaning back in the chair.

Heaher grinned proudly before he took the joint back. "Fuck yeah! Never skimp on the good shit." He took a hit before coughing slightly.

"James T. Kirk, what are ya doing, man? Get lost. I've claimed this house as mine." He stands at the top of the stairs, crossing his arms. "Lemme guess. Pizza face sprung ya from Hell? That's gonna be a headache for somebody else...."

Fuck that was metal as hell! Made that kid's face melt 🤘

Hesher smirked a bit as he leans further back against the lawn chair.

"Oh Captain my Captain!" He yells out from behind the masked killer. "How'd you get up here, huh?"

//Hesher's in a mischievous and destructive mood, apparently lol

He caught it with ease before shoving it back into his pocket. "Hesher."

About to blow up that Steve Harrington wannabe ass' hair care collection. Don't mind me.

*Appears at the reader's kitchen table* What's for lunch?

"I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely, and simply evil.." Name: Michael Audrey Myers Age: 28 (Immortal) Alias: Michael Myers, The Shape, The Boogeyman, Myers, Mikey etc. Short Bio: Everyone knows the boogeyman Alignment: Pure Evil. RT OR MEET YOUR END.

*Snort* I see Shatner face is among us now. Guess it's a good thing I'm sticking around here.

𝐉𝐀𝐗 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒 An original character crafted for various verses. Written by #𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐞. More info below. ♡ + ↺

𝐌𝐀𝐗 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒 An original character crafted for various verses. Written by #𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐞. More info below. ♡ + ↺

"Trouble, yeah. Fun? Even better."

He nearly knocks over a brightly colored tube of liquid before setting down what's already in his hand. "My bad."

He takes a quick sniff of his right arm pit before chuckling. "Got me there. What's new ugly?"

He's just waiting in the shadows, muncing on popcorn. Since somebody might be 💀 soon.