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04/05/2024 05:27 PM  Her Red Right Hand Her Red Right Hand     "Sam Carpenter, sister to Tara Carpenter and daughter to Billy Loomis, murdered around 9:35 pm last night. The survivor of the Woodsboro 2022 murders and the survivor of the New York 2023 murders" was heard over a knocked over television.  Ghostface stood there with the buck knife in hand listening to the news, as if they've listened to it half a dozen times within the past 24 hours. Alot has happened within the past day. The twists, the turns, the reveals, the bloodshed that followed in the wake of everything.  Sidney Prescott had a couple of stabs to her shoulders as she grabbed a vase slamming it into Ghostface's head and nearly dropping them before kicking them to the ground. Sidney has been chased all night long trying to avoid and kill them. Now was her shot with Ghostface groggy. "Your f***ing with the wrong final girl, sweet dreams a**hole" she took out her gun aiming it directly at Ghostface's head. Then two shots was heard, and one of the shots got Sidney in the side of the neck as she fell to her knee's holding onto her throat in pain choking on her own blood. Blood boiling as she watched Ghostface stand up, but even in this moment Sidney's face looked as fearless as ever. "Who the f*** are you?" Removing the mask, it was revealed to be TARA. Taking out the Voice Modulator putting it to her lips, "Hello, Sidney. Surprised?" Tossing the Modulator to the ground. Still in costume as she dropped the old mask to the ground. "We had them right where we wanted and you f***ed it all up. You are the reason why Sam, Chad and Mindy are all dead you f***ing cunt" Tara screamed at Sidney her voice filled with rage and emotion with tears filling her eyes.  "This is what Jill wanted" Sidney spoke, "she wanted to break you, to turn you. I'm sorry for your loss, but I didn't have a choice". Tara swung the knife towards Sidney's throat leaning down bringing her face closer to hers, "we always have a choice, Sidney. My sister trusted you, looked up to you and saw you as her idol and you picked her to die. Chad" crying before wiping away her tears with blood smeared across her face from her glove. "He sacrificed himself to get me away". "It was either Sam or my children, Jesus Christ Tara. I truly am sorry for what happened, but if the roles were reversed, would you do anything different? Why be a Billy f***ing Loomis? Another Jill Roberts?" "I learned that being bad? Feels so f***ing good. Your plot armor has expired and now your story finally concludes by my red right hand and maybe this was always my fate. I was Sam's anchor and the reason to pull her from that darkness. I tried, I tried everything to save her. To prevent anyone else from dying but you f***ed it all up and you became the author to your own demise" extending Sam's right hand out before she stabbed the knife right through Sidney's right hand and Sidney screamed while spitting up more blood. "Look at that, now we're twins". "Bitch. Your not going to get away with this. They'll catch you and lock you up" coughing up blood and spat on the floor. "Not in my movie. You feeling abit woozy there? It's okay, because we all go a little mad sometimes" with that she slit Sidney's throat and kicked her body to the ground letting her slowly die as she stood there ending the Sidney Prescott story. An emotionless expression written across her face as she stood there for a good five minutes enjoying the sight. Then the second Sidney stopped moving she leaned down grabbing the old mask, it once belonged to Billy Loomis then her sister used it in the stabbing of Detective Wayne Bailey, or Wayne Kirsch months ago.  Images of last night replying in her head with the reveal that Jill Roberts was alive and well and played them all. Forced Sidney to play a f***ed up game and Jill killed Sam right in front of her then Chad. Not before Tara got Jill right back and it was one big massacre. Tara was viewed as a missing person. Walking out of the apartment she didn't even bother closing the door and her dark hues stared up at the sky. Eyes filled with blood and tears of pain and misery. Ripping off the necklace Chad gave her a couple of days ago. It had the C4 logo on it to represent The Core Four. Her eyes looked up at the sky as it started to rain and she closed her eyes taking in the downpour and she started to laugh sinisterly. A laugh mixed with a bit of sadness. The blood and makeup washing away from her facial features as she stood there in the downpour.          0 Comments

03/24/2024 04:23 AM  Unburying The Past ​ ​ Unburying The Past ​ ​ It has been a good 2 months since the New York killing spree, but often she'd lay awake at night thinking back to the attack on her in Woodsboro. Amber confessed to the murder of Dewey Riley and to being the one who attacked her at home and at the hospital. But deep down, she knew it wasn't Amber. How could it be? The way Ghostface pierced her flesh and bone with that buck knife, they were much taller than her and stronger. That's why she was here back in Woodsboro, to find answers to her unanswered questions. It was dark out. Remembering her Junior year was the first time she saw Vince. Her and Liv was working at the summer fair. Working with Vince and he hit on both her and Liv. He made out with her, before her mom called wanting her home then him and Liv had a fling that summer. But she had theorized that Amber and Richie was working with someone and only one name came to mind. Vince. But she had yet to uncover the connection between him and Richie/Amber. Just the way she was brutalized and stabbed. The voice on the other end sounded very angry, something Vince was pretty often. "Just f***ing do this" Tara put the shovel into the dirt. Digging up the grave marked 'Vince Schneider. It took her maybe a total of 30 minutes to finally dig deep enough until she hit the casket. Shoveling up more dirt until she made it to the head of the casket. "Here's the moment of truth". Placing the shovel's head into the crack as she then put pressure trying to pry it open. Killers faking their death to try and get away with it seemed like a regular thing to do at this point. She knew her friends, the Meeks twins and her sister, Sam, would not approve of her even going back to Woodsboro and digging up a damn grave. Finally able to open it with help from her feet she stared inside. "What the f***?" Thunder was heard behind her as lightening flashed across the sky as she peered inside. IT WAS EMPTY. Meaning they buried an empty casket and Vince Schneider may still be out there. Her suspicions were CORRECT. Climbing out of the grave with the shovel she looked around shining her light into the darkness. ​ 0 Comments

02/15/2023 07:23 PM  New York New Problem     Come on mother******!     Nothing but tears shedding with more tears as she watched the knife raise, coming down again. Sam pulling her back, there was nothing either sister could do to save her. To save Mindy. It was something to hear that a close friend was murdered, but to witness it was something completely different. Seeing your longtime friend butchered will make you do stupid choices & that was Sam's role in this.  "We have to go" Sam shouted at her but all Tara could do was stand there frozen in time. Mindy's fingers stopped moving as ghostface turned towards the sisters. Tara stared back,"you motherf***er". Both turned around and ran as fast as they could with ghostface on their tail. Tara in front with Sam behind her. Turning down an alley hoping for the best. "In there" Sam called out towards a door. Rushing inside as Sam pushed the door closed behind them. Ghostface tried to push against but both sisters kept their weight against it. "Go Away" Tara screamed at him. Then ghostface went away. Head looked around. It was an abandoned Chinese restaurant. Walking away from the door she looked around the darkness of the place. Something moved in the darkness. "Sam? What was that?" "What was what? Tara, stay close". Suddenly another ghostface popped out of the darkness, Sam running in front of her to protect her fighting ghostface. "Tara, RUN!"  Running around to the front doors she escaped to the rainy outside. Raindrops dripping down her face covering up her tears. Taking out her knife, she heard someone coming from the alley then hid by the corner. This whole neighborhood looked abandoned. Her hand was shaking. The footsteps got closer as her grip on the knife tightened. All she could think about was the way Mindy was slaughtered. As soon as they came into view, she stopped in shock.      0 Comments

12/31/2022 02:24 PM  Welcome To New York! Tara opened her cell phone up. A new text from Mindy telling her to get her ass to back to the dorm. She smiled at the text as the subway came to a stop. The next stop would be her's. A young couple got on with a couple people in clown costume's. Then behind them, someone wearing a Ghostface costume came on board and her anxiety came back with chills going down her arms.  ​ Chad offered to ride with her, but she told him that she could handle herself. Now she was beginning to regret her decision. Reaching inside her pocket for her inhaler, she took a hit of it. The two clowns were talking to each other as the Ghostface costume looked right to her. Seeing the mask again reminded her of that night she was stabbed. All she wanted to do was get off the subway and go back to her dorm room.  ​ Putting her inhaler back into her leather jacket she stood up right in front of the door waiting for the next stop. Feeling the cold eyes of the Ghostface still on her, she got this weird feeling.  ​ NEXT STOP IS THE END OF THE LINE. ​ The Subway slowed it's pace. In a moments notice it stopped and the doors opened up letting everyone out. Tara adjusted the strap over her shoulder exiting the Subway as something fell out of her hand, coming into the terminal finding her way to the stairs reading the sign for Blackmore University. ​ The moment she reached the top of the stairs, she turned around. Through the crowd of people, she saw Ghostface at the bottom staring right at her. If this was a prank, it was being taken too far. Sam warned her to never wander by herself. That was when she realized that she dropped her phone on the subway. Oh my god.  ​ Running off into the New York crowd of people just getting off work towards the University. Stopping at a red light in a crowd, looking behind her. No Ghostface from what she could tell. That didn't mean they weren't still stalking her. She could feel someone still watching her. ​ Green light, she ran across the street then looked behind her. Ghostface was there showing her something in their hand. It was a shiny knife. There was no way this was a prank. Out of fear, Tara ran into the nearest coffee shop moving past the door. There wasn't too many people in there. But everyone looked at her as soon as she entered. Running up to the front counter. ​ "Please! You need to call 911. A man in a mask is chasing me".  ​ The older woman on the other side just stared at her with not even a worry in her eye,"welcome to New York".  0 Comments

10/23/2022 05:25 PM  Mains and Owes List UPDATED:10/23/2022 OWES TO OTHERS: Lucifer, Baby Firefly OWED FROM OTHERS:The Grabber, Steve Harrington, The Nightmare, Eric Northman, Lucifer, Eric Northman DISCUSSIONS: Ash, Michael, JP March MAINS: Lucifer Eric Northman Baby Firefly Ash Edgington OTHER CONNECTIONS: 𝘑𝘗 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝚎 𝚟 𝚒 𝚕 within. 0 Comments

10/04/2022 02:32 PM  Murder On the Mind Being in her own apartment now scared her. Now that she was living alone often at night she'd wake up and re-check the doors and windows making sure nothing can get in. She'd double arm her security system in case it wants to f*** up. Sam used to stay over with her the first week she stayed there to comfort her. But tonight, Sam wasn't even in Woodsboro. She was in Vegas with a friend trying to enjoy herself. Tara did wish that Sam invited her along but she probably just wanted time away from her too.  ​ Loud thunder sounded outside as rain hit the windows and the wind picked up. There was suppose to be a bad storm today. Tara was in black jeans & boots with a white tank top for the day. Not even bothering to go to school because she got too high in the morning. Been showing a more rebellious attitude for school and just for everything. ​ In the kitchen she had just put a bag of popcorn into the microwave. Then she heard a noise upstairs and her heart started to race. Now she knew, that she wasn't alone in this house. There was somebody else here, and she didn't have Sam or her parents to protect her. She was all alone. ​ ​ Opening up her bottom cupboard she removed a towel which revealed a gun. Closing the cupboard she loaded it with ammunition switching off the safety as she went near the staircase looking upstairs. Grabbing the television remote, she wanted something to cover her footsteps going up the stairs and turned up the movie playing, Halloween Kills. It was at the part where Allyson and Cameron was discovering Big John and Little John's bodies. ​ Step by step Tara slowly started walking up the stairs with her barrel pointed in front of her. Making it up the stairs she slowly opened up the guest room switching on the light. Stepping into the room she went to look behind the door then watched as the figure appeared. Ghostface drove the knife into her ribcage and Tara screamed in pain holding into her new wound. Another stab into her right shoulder then Ghostface grabbed her carrying her out of the room.  ​ "Get the f*** off of me" kicking and screaming feeling helpless. Elbowing their head in which they released and Tara lifted her gun up pointing it at them and pulled the trigger three times as three bullets hit their torso. But they kept coming at her then pushed her right down the stairs and her body went tumbling her head hitting hte bottom railing hard and laid there motionless.  ​ Through the darkness she could hear the footsteps of ghostface slowly walking down the stairs. Being kicked onto her back Ghostface lifted the knife up and went to drive it into her chest but she brought her hands up onto their wrist screaming and prevented the strike from happening. "F*** You" headbutting the killer forcing them onto their back getting ontop of them with the knife in hand and hurting all over,"just f***ing DIE" going to work as she drove the knife into his body a total of 5 times and the man under the mask screamed in pain and went to lift his hand up to stop her. Tara drove the knife through his hand. It reminded her of when that happened to her last year. The movie playing now at the part where Michael was killing the mob at the end.  ​ Taking the gun she pointed it at their head and unloaded 4 more shots into his torso then his head and he stopped screaming and stopped moving. More thunder rumbled outside grabbing the mask taking it off and underneath, was Rick Splade. He was a stalker of Sam's recently. One big reason why her sister went on vacation. With the mask in hand and knife leaving her gun at the scene she walked out into the rain. Her wounds on her body hurting even more as the rain from the storm dripped down her body and through her clothes. ​  ​ Her mind was walking to the nearest place for help. Her clothes were getting soaked in minutes as she made her way towards the High School. The mask with the bullet hole in the head in her hand and the knife in her other hand. Tara had no idea what she was thinking but she wasn't. She was traumatized by what she just went through and Sam wasn't there to save her, again. There was only one person she passed and all they could do was stare at her and stood still. They were probably frightened by the sight of a young kid carrying the town's legendary mask and a knife in her hands.  ​ Walking up the steps of the High School she walked through the double doors. "I need help" she shouted, half of her brain not even thinking walking down the hallways. But she stared at one of the teachers who was at the front counter putting together some paperwork she presumed. In fact, Tara probably looked half dead with what she walked away from. The sudden thought that Rick may not be the only killer went through her mind. It being two killers hadn't crossed her mind all night until now. ​ "I killed him, I killed him" Tara stood there letting the rainwater drip off her. Most of Rick's blood on the knife had washed off and the mask was completely soaked.  0 Comments

10/03/2022 12:32 PM  How To Get Rid Of Dad Tara couldn't believe it. Standing there holding a knife with his blood on it. Her dad's blood. He had tried to get her away from Woodsboro and go on a camping trip. But then he started talking about her issues and tried to be a better dad. But Tara had just snapped and grabbed the knife, stabbing him over and over again yelling at him to shut the f*** up. ​ Blood covered hands, her dad's dead body laying there on the ground next to the firepit. They used to come here all the time back when she was younger when Sam had first left them. Camp Woodsboro. It was a small camp outside of the town and people often came here to go camping, or screw in the woods. But coming here now after what she's been through, and snapping like this, what can you do? "Sh*t, f***" she yelled out dropping the knife. ​ Dragging her father's dead body she dragged him right next to the tent. This was all sorts of f***ed up but she had seen enough horror movies to know how to get rid of a body. But this was her father, though he left when she was just 8 years old. He was family. Once his body was in position, she grabbed one of the logs from the firepit then dropped it onto her dad's body and it instantly caught fire. Tara just stood there, an almost emotionless look coming across her face watching her father's body burn. It was like she was evolving, or becoming something else. Either way, she wasn't the same innocent Tara her sister knew. 0 Comments

09/25/2022 01:58 PM  Rules 1. If your a one liner, please delete me. I can't deal with one liners. They bring nothing to the table no offense. 2. No drama. Pretty simple. Unless it's IC.  3. LI. I am a Multi-LI. Which means that Tara doesn't belong to any one person which allows me to explore more stories with her and relationships if any. 4. Smut. I will do smut only if it makes sense between the two characters and there's chemistry. I will not write with smut only accounts.  5. Themes. I love dark and disturbing themes along with blood, gore and violence. I welcome the darkest of horrors.  6. RPGs. I'll only join them if their not so strict on rules. I'm already in Scream, Halloween and Don't Scream. Not looking to join anymore anytime soon.  1 Comments

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