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007 took a relaxing sip out if his martini as he took off his jacket. As much as he wanted to mosey off to bed and rest, he knew he had to stay vigilant. M had informed him that one of the agents they had stationed out here in Camp Crystal Lake had gone missing. She feared it was the work of an enemy operative, perhaps even an agent of SPECTER, so she'd sent him to investigate.
He wouldn't have to investigate for very long, as a giant brute in a hockey mask just burst through the door. "It was unlocked you know. No need to be rude." James quipped offhandedly. Certainly didn't seem like the operative, but the machete clearly suggested ill intent and he certainly demonstrated incredible strength. Keeping distance would be wise. James shot the man with his pistol, but he surprisingly didn't go down. Mr. Bond swiftly ducked under Jason's telegraphed swing, strafing around him and towards the door in the process. Superhuman strength, unaffected by regular bullets, seems I've found our culprit. Super soldier program perhaps? James didn't have much more time to think it over, he needed to get better equipment.
He made a dash for a nearby weapons crate as Jason followed him put the door. As Mr Bond stood fully equipped, an old ghost story regarding this place popped into his head. "You are moving rather slowly, perhaps you could make do with a little bit of exorcise?"
Everyone reading this just groaned at the pun.
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Zombie Jason vs James Bond.
Battle at Camp Crystal Lake.
Bond has all his 9-B equipment, minus cars.
Speed Equalized.
vs.
Ki ki ki, ma ma ma...
He wouldn't have to investigate for very long, as a giant brute in a hockey mask just burst through the door. "It was unlocked you know. No need to be rude." James quipped offhandedly. Certainly didn't seem like the operative, but the machete clearly suggested ill intent and he certainly demonstrated incredible strength. Keeping distance would be wise. James shot the man with his pistol, but he surprisingly didn't go down. Mr. Bond swiftly ducked under Jason's telegraphed swing, strafing around him and towards the door in the process. Superhuman strength, unaffected by regular bullets, seems I've found our culprit. Super soldier program perhaps? James didn't have much more time to think it over, he needed to get better equipment.
He made a dash for a nearby weapons crate as Jason followed him put the door. As Mr Bond stood fully equipped, an old ghost story regarding this place popped into his head. "You are moving rather slowly, perhaps you could make do with a little bit of exorcise?"
Everyone reading this just groaned at the pun.
~
Zombie Jason vs James Bond.
Battle at Camp Crystal Lake.
Bond has all his 9-B equipment, minus cars.
Speed Equalized.
vs.
Ki ki ki, ma ma ma...