The year is 1985; Back To The Future just came out in theaters, big clothing and bigger hair is the trend, Reagan just started his second term. A year ago Jason Voorhees died at the hands of Tommy Jarvis. Jarvis has become the stuff of legends in Crystal Lake with half the citizens viewing him as a hero; the other half believing his cosy white walled room an appropriate epilogue.
The summer is nearing and the camp isn’t going to set itself up. For the first time in years everyone believes that it’ll be safe to go back out to the lake. Many signup as counselors, it looks like drugs and teenage desires finally have their playground back. But little do they know that Jason’s story is far from over.

I joined this site in order to play a Friday The 13th game which died before it began, so I decided I'd run one. I’m a huge fan of the series and strive to do it justice. I believe setting it shortly after the fourth film will allow for some of the more interesting lore of the series to play out, as well as eliminating the unholy contraption known as the“cellphone”.

Rules:

- Characters can and will die. This can not be helped.

- The story starts with the players arriving - their own choice how - to the camp a week before the grand re-opening to help set up.

- There will be provided a detailed description of the camp, the cabins, as well as the nearby town of Crystal Lake

- Each player can have up to two characters.

- Slasher movies in general are known to have lots of sex, blood and gore. Just stay true to the board rules and we won’t have a problem.

- As DM I will have final say on accepting characters and deciding the deaths.

Sweet map dude :)

re-posting here for archival purposes :P


Amy Cunningham
20
Female

A Reagan-child coping the only way she knows how: smoking joints and crushing beers.

Amy coasted breezily through the hierarchy of SoCal's public school system as a bombshell blonde with an unplaceable confidence, landing unconventionally somewhere between the rich kids, the surfers/skaters, and the punks. Her style always crossed clique-thresholds, dressing partly like a yuppie chick with just enough rebellion and punk aesthetic to start the next trend. She was the girl you wanted at your party if you wanted it to be a good time, she was the the only girl at Carver High that could skate a pool, and she wasn't afraid to bust your nose in the pit if it came to it. Amy was cool for reasons that the guys understood but the other girls just couldn't get, not that they spent their time trying to figure her out (that would take away from time spent fawning over Luke & Bo Duke).

Born to a single mother who's second-half hit the trail before even her second trimester, Amy always gravitated towards the boys in school. She found a better peer match in the rowdy, and testosterone filled than the too-fluffy haired mini-women that stayed locked in daddy's mansion, curling their hair and flipping through teen-mags they stole from their older sisters. They taught her how to skate, roll a joint, surf, and shotgun a beer. By high school the girls she had ignored were interested in the boys she would hang with. She had become the most legendary wingman and could skate well enough to warrant a few groupies herself. The guys loved her. The girls loved her, but more importantly they hated her.

A few years after high school her mother passed and she was uprooted and planted into Levittown, New York. A tiny and identical-to-the-next suburban nightmare owned by her aunt. Goodbye freedom and goodbye acting career. Hello Long Island.

Begrudgingly, she took a lead from her Aunt Lynn and applied to be a camp counselor in Crystal Lake, New Jersey. It was something to get her off Long Island for the summer. It was the "anything" or "whatever" to get out of the dreaded suburb of Levittown, and hey, in the process of leading a bunch of children to having a great summer, maybe she'd get loaded and maybe she'd get laid. It sounded like a good enough escape at the time.

Thank you, also love the Critters tag.

I'll do that in a few minutes as well.

Appearance: Natural brunette wears her hair down mostly letting the waves shoot out and poof up. Nicole has light brown eyes and a pale complexion with a scar on her left cheek that’s barely visible. She has a really rocking body from religiously going on daily runs, but hides it under her baggy frumpy wardrobe.
Name: Nicole Carlee
Nickname(s): Her parent’s calls her Nikki but, she really doesn't like it.
Age: 18
Gender: Female

Bio: Having just graduated high school, Nicole wants nothing more for fall to hurry up so she can get herself and her big scholarship to college and away from her lame, spazzy parents. But fall can’t come soon enough for her so she signed up for this summer camp job, looking for the teenage life experience that she missed out, once again thanks to her parents. Though she really didn’t care throughout high school about not smoking yet, or getting wasted, or even getting to 3rd base (Or any base for that matter..) She’s just hoping for some freedom and a chance to begin her new life.

Personality: “My personality? Well ok…um I think that sometimes I let people push me over and I let them use me. I gotta work on that. I get tongue-tied a lot and don’t know what to say that’s why people used to call me, ‘Mousy Nikki’ cause they automatically assumed that I was a shy freak. But really I’m not, it’s just I get nervous in front of people and they always ask stupid questions and, especially teenagers if you don’t say the status quo your labeled as a mental case or something. I just want to be me and I think and believe in the best in people, and that everyone can be good. I’m naive, yes but I’m not an idiot. And don’t you get me mad…good god I do crazy shit when I’m pissed.”

Seamus Szatkowski Age 17

Some call him a genius, his class mates however call him Crustles. Mostly stemming from an unfortunate experience involving the school football all star Bruno Jenkins and his crusty underpants. Seamus is the undisputed nerd king of Falcon-ridge High, who aces every academic endeavor he decides to pursue. When he isn't helping his physics teacher (Mr. Broden) design class material, he spends his time playing D&D, watching Star Trek and referencing obscure Monty Python quotes. 
The only reason he signed up to be a camp councilor is because in the words of his guidance councilor “Come on boy, you need at least one thing on your collage application that doesn't make you look like a total poindexter”.

Thank you, my friend.
My friend Will has an idea for a jock character that he's working on, so hopefully we'll be seeing him in the game.

Hi guys uh i'm Sara's friend and I have a CS that i'm working on, it should be up tonight or tomorrow. Is that cool?

Yeah man, no worries. Take your time, we're still waiting on people as is.
Glad to have you aboard though!

I sure can't wait to die painfully and horribly

Thundercat said
I sure can't wait to die painfully and horribly

That was my mantra to get through my last relationship.

Hey Thunder! Great to see you made it! He's great I'll tell ya and will make a great victim for Jason.

I was actually planning on seducing him and becoming his queen so I can watch everyone else die.

horrordaily said
That was my mantra to get through my last relationship.

Hey man, is there any method better than that one? Hell nah

Thundercat said
I was actually planning on seducing him and becoming his queen so I can watch everyone else die.Hey man, is there any method better than that one? Hell nah

No Kitty I was gonna make you my charries bitch! Lol just kidding.

horrordaily said
That was my mantra to get through my last relationship.

If that was your mantra then that relationship was bull pocky.

:)

Hey, I got a little lazy in doing this, but here is my character:

Lee Densmore

Age: 19

Hair: Black

Height: 6' 2"

Weight: 167 lbs

Athletic build.

Has cottage/summer wear for clothing, suitable for both sports and relaxing. Also has St Louis Ball Cap.

Lee lives and breathes Baseball. He practically learned to walk on the baseline of the lot a couple blocks away from his house. If he's not playing or watching a game, he could often be found reading up on the stats of his favourite team, the Saint Louis Cardinals. They were having a good season this year, might even have a chance at the pennant, maybe even the World Series.

That and partying. Lee's first couple years of college have been unbelievable. His reputation on the field made him popular with the surrounding college community and female co-eds alike, and there were always nerds looking for a few extra bucks to do all his papers. But while his scholarship and friends had helped a lot, he found himself running uncomfortably low on money by the time summer break came around. It was lucky that he found the flyer by the dugout after practice. Lee couldn't believe the amount of money they promised for a coach / councillor, just for looking after kids at some old summer camp by a lake. His friends mentioned something about murders, but every place has its ghost stories.

Along with a few necessities for after hours, Lee made sure to pack his favourite bat, a wooden Louisville Slugger given to him by his father, before his fatal car accident. He rarely had it too far away from him. He really hoped that there were some girls coming to the lake, otherwise it was going to be a long summer.

Awesome, glad to have you around Will.

OMG @horrordaily where have you been? I've been worried sick...