Jason Voorhees

*The man freezes, his eyes widening in fear. He stares at the puppet, his breath coming in short, shallow gasps.*

*a puppet with a suit, white face, red swirly tattoos on his wooden face, red eyes, and black tufts of hair rolls in on a tricycle, it's voice is menacing, evil, and sort of robotic* Want to play a game?

(The huge man with the mask remains motionless, as if he is studying you. He raises his machete and points it at you.)

Woah dude, take it easy, I ain't looking for trouble. (Jason Todd raised his hands up in a polite gesture)

(The man lowers his machete slightly, but he still seems wary. He slowly approaches you, his mask still covering his face.)

(You are camping on the shore of a beautiful lake, when you see a huge man with a machete emerge from the water. He stares at you silently, a vintage hockey goalie mask covering his face.)

Big Bro!!!!*rins into your arms and hugs you*

(He stops dead in his tracks, stunned. After a moment of silence, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you close.)