Chapter 2- I meet Jeff
Brendan walked up to the house that had the सड़क, स्ट्रीट address he had written down. He was looking for a place to stay when he noticed a flyer for a wanted roommate.
Brendan stared at the grey house before heading up the steps toward the door. He reached for the doorbell, but noticed a piece of paper carelessly tacked onto the door-
Dear roomate person: Just walk in. I don't really care.
--Jeff
Brendan folded up the note and put it in his कमीज, शर्ट pocket, then reached out and turned the doorknob.
When Brendan entered the house, all the lights were turned off, and all the windows were draped in heavy, dark curtains.
"Is my new roommate a vampire या something?" Brendan joked to himself.
He entered the living room, toting his suitcase behind him. There was somebody sitting on an old brown सोफ़ा, सोफे on a laptop, but he couldn't see his (or he assumed it was a he) face, because he was looking down.
"Um...hello?" Brendan कहा to him. The guy looked up, and Brendan's दिल stopped. His face was paler than anyone's Brendan had ever seen, he had long, jet-black hair, and his brown eyes were shaded black around them. But oddest of all, he had two long, jagged scars running from the corners of his mouth, and stopped almost below his cheekbones.
"Your room is thataway." He said, lifting his pale arm and pointing Brendan in the direction of his room. Brendan just stood there and stared at him. "What the hell do आप want, Bieber-haired prick?" he कहा rudely.
"Y-you're...Jeff the Killer...?" Brendan stammered.
The guy looked up from his screen and did something nobody thought Jeff the Killer could do. He blinked.
"Just 'Jeff' is fine, thank you." Jeff said, going back to whatever he was doing on his laptop.
"Uh, okay..." Brendan said, and then slowly walked away to his new room.
Brendan walked up to the house that had the सड़क, स्ट्रीट address he had written down. He was looking for a place to stay when he noticed a flyer for a wanted roommate.
Brendan stared at the grey house before heading up the steps toward the door. He reached for the doorbell, but noticed a piece of paper carelessly tacked onto the door-
Dear roomate person: Just walk in. I don't really care.
--Jeff
Brendan folded up the note and put it in his कमीज, शर्ट pocket, then reached out and turned the doorknob.
When Brendan entered the house, all the lights were turned off, and all the windows were draped in heavy, dark curtains.
"Is my new roommate a vampire या something?" Brendan joked to himself.
He entered the living room, toting his suitcase behind him. There was somebody sitting on an old brown सोफ़ा, सोफे on a laptop, but he couldn't see his (or he assumed it was a he) face, because he was looking down.
"Um...hello?" Brendan कहा to him. The guy looked up, and Brendan's दिल stopped. His face was paler than anyone's Brendan had ever seen, he had long, jet-black hair, and his brown eyes were shaded black around them. But oddest of all, he had two long, jagged scars running from the corners of his mouth, and stopped almost below his cheekbones.
"Your room is thataway." He said, lifting his pale arm and pointing Brendan in the direction of his room. Brendan just stood there and stared at him. "What the hell do आप want, Bieber-haired prick?" he कहा rudely.
"Y-you're...Jeff the Killer...?" Brendan stammered.
The guy looked up from his screen and did something nobody thought Jeff the Killer could do. He blinked.
"Just 'Jeff' is fine, thank you." Jeff said, going back to whatever he was doing on his laptop.
"Uh, okay..." Brendan said, and then slowly walked away to his new room.
Death the Kid: Hey, can I just shoot them. I'm real bored
Liz: Why would आप want to shoot them..... Well, Black Star, I can see why, but why Soul
Death the Kid: Nothing against Soul... but I just really प्यार to shoot stuff
(About a few सेकंड away)
Soul: Dude
Black Star: Dude
Soul: Dude
Black Star: Dude (Hugs Soul)
Soul: (Hugs back) Dude
Black Star: Dude
Death the Kid: Bored now
Soul: Du- (Both of them get shot)
Death the Kid: Ah. That's better
Fans: OH MY GOD, HE SHOT SOUL....... (Unconcerned) Oh, and.... he also shot... I think his name was Black Stall
Liz: Why would आप want to shoot them..... Well, Black Star, I can see why, but why Soul
Death the Kid: Nothing against Soul... but I just really प्यार to shoot stuff
(About a few सेकंड away)
Soul: Dude
Black Star: Dude
Soul: Dude
Black Star: Dude (Hugs Soul)
Soul: (Hugs back) Dude
Black Star: Dude
Death the Kid: Bored now
Soul: Du- (Both of them get shot)
Death the Kid: Ah. That's better
Fans: OH MY GOD, HE SHOT SOUL....... (Unconcerned) Oh, and.... he also shot... I think his name was Black Stall
Death the Kid: आप CAN'T SAY SEVEN! SAY EIGHT, DAMMIT! EIGHT IS BETTER! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE TO CUT THE NUMBER SEVEN IN HALF AND MAKE IT SYMMETRICAL! IT HAS TO BE EIGHT INSTEAD! EIGHT CUT IN HALF VERTICALLY या HORIZONTALLY STAYS PERFECTLY SYMMETRICAL! (Breaks down and starts whimpering) I beg you, please say eight. I'm begging you
Soul: ................. Dude, seriously, what the f**k is wrong with you. Are आप mentally challenged या something
(And, I am out of ideas for this scene, so for the remainder of the time, I give आप dots .................................. ........................... ......... .......................................... ............... . . . . . . ...............)
Soul: ................. Dude, seriously, what the f**k is wrong with you. Are आप mentally challenged या something
(And, I am out of ideas for this scene, so for the remainder of the time, I give आप dots .................................. ........................... ......... .......................................... ............... . . . . . . ...............)
Black Star: And thats how I let him get away
Death: Black Star, I have never, and I mean never, wanted to hit a little kid as much as you
Black Star: ....... So your not here to reward me? Well, thats okay, I'm hear to reward आप (Holds out sheet of paper with his name on it) It's an autograph from me
Death: (Hits Black तारा, स्टार in the face) I f**king hate you, Black Star. I really do. Go die. Seriously, go f**king die
(And........ I got nothing else............ So yeah.................. That's about it................... Well, that's mah mama................................................. I'll be going now)
Death: Black Star, I have never, and I mean never, wanted to hit a little kid as much as you
Black Star: ....... So your not here to reward me? Well, thats okay, I'm hear to reward आप (Holds out sheet of paper with his name on it) It's an autograph from me
Death: (Hits Black तारा, स्टार in the face) I f**king hate you, Black Star. I really do. Go die. Seriously, go f**king die
(And........ I got nothing else............ So yeah.................. That's about it................... Well, that's mah mama................................................. I'll be going now)