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Jerry and Kyle marched through the dark woods, the cold October chill neatly penetrating their coats. Jerry, the older bearded man among the two, sighed in frustration. "We've been walking through these woods for hours abd we haven't seen a samn thing 'sides that bear earlier" Kyle moaned. Jerry nodded. "Yeah, tonights been slow. Wadda ya say we take the long way back an see if we can bag anything else long the way?" The snap of a twig cut the two off and the both turned around. The aimed their hunting rifles into the darkness, but neither could see a thing. "Think we found ourselves another bear?" Kyle asked. "Don't know what we've found. Get a closer look, I'll cover you." Jerry responded. Kyle nodded and slowly walked forward.
Suddenly, a hand grasped over Jerry's mouth, covering up his frantic screams. He blind fired his gun, just in time for a kitchen knife to pierce his gut. "Jerry! The hell are you shooting at!?" Kyle turned around just in time to see a masked man drop his friend to the ground. Kyle dropped his gun and took off running. "He's back. It's Michael! The goddamn bogeyman is back!" He stopped only when a trap wrapped around his foot and sent him screaming up into the trees.
"Aaaaaagggghhhhhh!"
~
The human's screams had quickly been silenced by his blades. This so called hunter had been a dishonorable prey, a coward who fled from a challenge. He'd not make a goid trophy. The one that sent him running, however, looked much more interesting. The Predator quietly observed the newcomer from the trees. This one had proven himself adept at stealth and distraction. He would be a worthy hunt. The new prey had found one of his earlier kills. Another hunter that had been skinned and hung when he tried to flee. Rather than react with revulsion or fear, he examined it curiously. He almost seemed to be admiring it.
An honorable foe who can acknowledge another hunter's prowess. This was a prey deserving of fair combat. The Predator lept down from its pearch, landing behind The Bogeyman. The Predator'a weapins dropped to the ground and it roared a challenge. Michael Myers turned around, seemingly unsurprised and unimpressed. His emotionless mask betrayed nothing and only a "come" gesture showed that he had accepted the challenge.
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It's October. Time to start on the Halloween matches.
Unarmed Predator vs 2018 Michael.
Speed Equalized.
vs.
Suddenly, a hand grasped over Jerry's mouth, covering up his frantic screams. He blind fired his gun, just in time for a kitchen knife to pierce his gut. "Jerry! The hell are you shooting at!?" Kyle turned around just in time to see a masked man drop his friend to the ground. Kyle dropped his gun and took off running. "He's back. It's Michael! The goddamn bogeyman is back!" He stopped only when a trap wrapped around his foot and sent him screaming up into the trees.
"Aaaaaagggghhhhhh!"
~
The human's screams had quickly been silenced by his blades. This so called hunter had been a dishonorable prey, a coward who fled from a challenge. He'd not make a goid trophy. The one that sent him running, however, looked much more interesting. The Predator quietly observed the newcomer from the trees. This one had proven himself adept at stealth and distraction. He would be a worthy hunt. The new prey had found one of his earlier kills. Another hunter that had been skinned and hung when he tried to flee. Rather than react with revulsion or fear, he examined it curiously. He almost seemed to be admiring it.
An honorable foe who can acknowledge another hunter's prowess. This was a prey deserving of fair combat. The Predator lept down from its pearch, landing behind The Bogeyman. The Predator'a weapins dropped to the ground and it roared a challenge. Michael Myers turned around, seemingly unsurprised and unimpressed. His emotionless mask betrayed nothing and only a "come" gesture showed that he had accepted the challenge.
~
It's October. Time to start on the Halloween matches.
Unarmed Predator vs 2018 Michael.
Speed Equalized.
vs.
