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ALTERNATE TITLE: TRIPLE THREAT
While looking through the Fandom Wiki, I came across these guys and I always found it interesting as I don't really know a good trio to put them up against. Then while watching through one of those Top Ten videos, I found out that the most recent Ghostface is a trio (The Profile is literally on the wiki, I assume this isn't a spoiler). It took me a while to find both profiles and I thought this'd be fitting
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Wayne hung his coat as he entered his office, the police station far emptier at this time of day. He had agreed to stay up later to deal with the investigation of several serial killings, his suspect being a particular franchise of slashers. With a cup of coffee and papers on his suspects, he was ready to go through an all-nighter. As he tidied up his desk, he noticed some flickering of lights and looking outside the office, he noticed a section of the station seemingly turned off.
"Another stormy night, let me just get my flashlight. I think I left it in-" he muttered as he entered the office next to his, stopping at the sight within. His co-worker laid there dead, a crossbow through her eye. The blood trail indicated that she had been moved, seemingly to write a sentence on the wall.
"You're Next"
At this sight however, Wayne merely sighed, walking back to his office to pick up his phone and dial a number.
"Yeah yeah, that's the Eastern Wing down. Should be fine~" Tom said, snipping at some wires in the fuse box. His cellphone was connected to his partners who had been preparing other aspects of their target. They weren't sure why a serial killer would be in a police station, thinking that they've already been arrested though the money was good enough to ignore the questions. Fox Mask in particular had chosen his usual job of recognizance, getting a job as a maintenance worker to get a hold of the station's layout and have easy access to the phone and powerlines. He was planning on cutting the former last in order to relay as much information to his partners as possible.
Until a telephone rang.
"Hey, what's that?" Lamb Mask asked.
"Oh, that's just the maintenance phone. Its only purpose is to nag on the overworked worker for not being fast enough. Who's even here this late?" Tom asked, picking the telephone up to hear a scratchy unspecific voice.
"Looks like we got ourselves some wannabe slashers. Now I know you all probably think you're top dog or that your 'write words with your victim's blood' schtick is original but two can play that game. And you're not dealing with a couple of amateurs," the voice said, Tom suddenly remembering something about these killers. He quickly grabbed his crossbow and fired it into the dark, hitting a Ghostface and sending them reeling back. Fox Mask quickly slammed the telephone down, screaming to his partners as he finally cut the phone line.
"They caught on!"
Wayne noticed the phone's sudden hanging up. He shrugged, having finished a good enough speech anyway as he placed the phone down. A knife and mask laid on his desk as he finished putting on his black robes. As he turned to look outside, he noticed a Tiger-Masked Man standing outside his office as the lights flickered to black. Two words were heard until then.
"You're Next"
"Another stormy night, let me just get my flashlight. I think I left it in-" he muttered as he entered the office next to his, stopping at the sight within. His co-worker laid there dead, a crossbow through her eye. The blood trail indicated that she had been moved, seemingly to write a sentence on the wall.
"You're Next"
At this sight however, Wayne merely sighed, walking back to his office to pick up his phone and dial a number.
"Yeah yeah, that's the Eastern Wing down. Should be fine~" Tom said, snipping at some wires in the fuse box. His cellphone was connected to his partners who had been preparing other aspects of their target. They weren't sure why a serial killer would be in a police station, thinking that they've already been arrested though the money was good enough to ignore the questions. Fox Mask in particular had chosen his usual job of recognizance, getting a job as a maintenance worker to get a hold of the station's layout and have easy access to the phone and powerlines. He was planning on cutting the former last in order to relay as much information to his partners as possible.
Until a telephone rang.
"Hey, what's that?" Lamb Mask asked.
"Oh, that's just the maintenance phone. Its only purpose is to nag on the overworked worker for not being fast enough. Who's even here this late?" Tom asked, picking the telephone up to hear a scratchy unspecific voice.
"Looks like we got ourselves some wannabe slashers. Now I know you all probably think you're top dog or that your 'write words with your victim's blood' schtick is original but two can play that game. And you're not dealing with a couple of amateurs," the voice said, Tom suddenly remembering something about these killers. He quickly grabbed his crossbow and fired it into the dark, hitting a Ghostface and sending them reeling back. Fox Mask quickly slammed the telephone down, screaming to his partners as he finally cut the phone line.
"They caught on!"
Wayne noticed the phone's sudden hanging up. He shrugged, having finished a good enough speech anyway as he placed the phone down. A knife and mask laid on his desk as he finished putting on his black robes. As he turned to look outside, he noticed a Tiger-Masked Man standing outside his office as the lights flickered to black. Two words were heard until then.
"You're Next"
- Speed equalized
- Place Located in: DPD Central Station
- Starting range: 30 meters with no line of sight
- Only the shotgun is restricted
- Win via anything!!
- Ghost Faces : 7
- Animal Masks : 0
- Incon : 0
VS
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So that's a CRT I'll probably make
