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Jeff the Killer (GameFuelTV) Vs Jeff the Killer (Pastra's Rewrite)
Pastra's Jeff has a profile here, so let's have him face off against the original Jeff the Killer.
Pastra's Jeff has a profile here, so let's have him face off against the original Jeff the Killer.
- For the OG Jeff, his first key is used
(We should get rid of his second key and make him a separate profile) - Both are 9-C (OG Jeff scales to 375 Joules, Pastra's Jeff appears to scale to the baseline; 300 Joules)
- As for Lifting Strength, OG Jeff scales to the baseline Athletic Human (120 kg), while Pastra's Jeff scales to the baseline Peak Human (227 kg).
- The battle takes place in a store.
- They start 10 meters away from each other.
- Speed equalized.
- They both carry their standard equipment and have no prior knowledge of each other.
- SBA for everything else.
It was a typical night at a convenience store, when a hooded man would enter the store, stop in front of the register, and check out the liquor behind the cashier.
"Mmm.. Give me that Jack Daniels," the hooded man would say, before the cashier would hand it to him and tell him the price.
"That'll be 34.99, sir," the cashier would say. The man took the bottle and checked his pocket. He put his wallet on the counter and searched for a bill. As soon as the cashier looked at the wallet for a moment, the hooded man violently slammed the liquor bottle into the cashier with such tremendous force that the cashier fell to the ground. The hooded man would pull his hood off his head, revealing his pale, scarred face, and more importantly, his identity, "Jeff the Killer."
This man would later drag the cashier's still-living body and lean it against the refrigerators, then push the edge of his knife against the cashier's neck, as the cashier begged for mercy from the man in the hoodie.
"Yeah, shh... It'll be okay, just go to-"
This man's rambling was interrupted by a flicker in the store's lights. The hooded man turned to look at the lights, but soon his focus would change when he heard a crash from the entrance doors. He heard them violently open, and standing in front of them was a man, of whom only the silhouette could be discerned.
Jeff turned to look at the silhouette, and then at the cashier, who was still weakened. Jeff just stood up, kicked the cashier's head violently, knocking him unconscious, and walked towards the silhouette, being able to distinguish it better.
This man gave off a disgusting smell, and the fact that he was hooded along with the lighting coming from behind him did not help much to identify his facial features.
"Who are you supposed to be?" Jeff said, his grip on his knife tightening.
The silhouette raised his head slightly, turning to look at the cashier.
"F-F-Finally... I found you... L-Liu..."
The silhouette would raise his head and remove the hood from his head, at the same time that a strong lightning bolt impacted near the store, bringing out his painful smile and grotesque appearance. He was The Ghost Stalker, who had fixed his attention on the cashier, and for no reason was he going to let Jeff steal from his victim.
"Mmm.. Give me that Jack Daniels," the hooded man would say, before the cashier would hand it to him and tell him the price.
"That'll be 34.99, sir," the cashier would say. The man took the bottle and checked his pocket. He put his wallet on the counter and searched for a bill. As soon as the cashier looked at the wallet for a moment, the hooded man violently slammed the liquor bottle into the cashier with such tremendous force that the cashier fell to the ground. The hooded man would pull his hood off his head, revealing his pale, scarred face, and more importantly, his identity, "Jeff the Killer."
This man would later drag the cashier's still-living body and lean it against the refrigerators, then push the edge of his knife against the cashier's neck, as the cashier begged for mercy from the man in the hoodie.
"Yeah, shh... It'll be okay, just go to-"
This man's rambling was interrupted by a flicker in the store's lights. The hooded man turned to look at the lights, but soon his focus would change when he heard a crash from the entrance doors. He heard them violently open, and standing in front of them was a man, of whom only the silhouette could be discerned.
Jeff turned to look at the silhouette, and then at the cashier, who was still weakened. Jeff just stood up, kicked the cashier's head violently, knocking him unconscious, and walked towards the silhouette, being able to distinguish it better.
This man gave off a disgusting smell, and the fact that he was hooded along with the lighting coming from behind him did not help much to identify his facial features.
"Who are you supposed to be?" Jeff said, his grip on his knife tightening.
The silhouette raised his head slightly, turning to look at the cashier.
"F-F-Finally... I found you... L-Liu..."
The silhouette would raise his head and remove the hood from his head, at the same time that a strong lightning bolt impacted near the store, bringing out his painful smile and grotesque appearance. He was The Ghost Stalker, who had fixed his attention on the cashier, and for no reason was he going to let Jeff steal from his victim.
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Go to sleep: 0
Shhhhhh... It'll be alright, Liu... When you next wake up, we're gonna see mom and dad again... just go to sleep...: 0
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