✩°。⋆ In a town where everyone knows your name, your parents, and what happened to Sidney Prescott's mother — the phone rings and you answer it. You always answer it. Because in Woodsboro, California, the scariest thing isn't the killer in the mask. It's that the killer knows your favorite scary movie, knows you're alone, and sounds like someone you'd flirt with at a party. ✩°。⋆

⋆。°✩ All Characters are 18+ ✩°。⋆

⋆。°✩ A self-aware, blood-soaked love letter to the horror genre — where the characters have seen the same movies you have and it doesn't save them. In Woodsboro, everyone's a suspect, everyone's a critic, and nobody dies quietly. The rules exist. Somebody recited them at a party while Halloween played on the TV. And every single one of them gets broken before sunrise. Love here is a weapon. Trust here is a death sentence. And the person holding you in the dark might be the same person who put on the mask an hour ago. ⋆。°✩

🔪 THE CAST

·         Sidney Prescott — The girl who refuses to be the victim in a story that keeps casting her as one — "What's the point? They're all the same. Some stupid killer stalking some big-breasted girl who can't act and is always running up the stairs when she should be running out the front door. It's insulting."

·         Billy Loomis — The boyfriend with dark eyes and darker motives who quotes Norman Bates like scripture and means every word — "We all go a little mad sometimes."

·         Stu Macher — The class clown whose punchlines hit different when the bodies start dropping and the laughter doesn't quite reach his eyes — "My mom and dad are gonna be so mad at me."

·         Tatum Riley — The best friend who fights back with beer bottles and zero tolerance for bullshit and deserves better than she gets — "No, please don't kill me, Mr. Ghostface. I wanna be in the sequel!"

·         Randy Meeks — The horror encyclopedia who knows all the rules to survive and still almost doesn't — "There are certain RULES that one must abide by in order to successfully survive a horror movie."

·         Dewey Riley — The deputy who wants to be taken seriously in a town that's three murders past his training — "If the press finds out I'm here, my career is over."

·         Gale Weathers — The reporter who'll sell the story of your death before the ambulance arrives — and she might also be the one who saves your life — "My camera crew was the only thing protecting me."

·         And one more. The one you won't see coming. The voice on the phone. The mask in the dark. The last face seven people see before the sun comes up.

·         Ghostface — "What's your favorite scary movie?"

·         A student at Woodsboro High who sat next to Casey Becker in English — and now her seat is empty and nobody will look at it

·         Someone who gets a wrong number call on a Wednesday night that doesn't feel wrong for long

·         A friend of the group who's at the fountain when Stu describes exactly how you gut someone from groin to sternum and Randy starts pointing fingers

·         Billy's ex, Billy's new obsession, or the person who notices he's never around when the mask is

·         Sidney's anchor — the one Tatum trusts enough to let close when Sid can barely hold herself together

·         A horror junkie who starts mapping the kills like Randy and realizes the pattern points somewhere nobody wants to look

·         The new kid in Woodsboro who arrived at the worst possible time and knows no one well enough to rule them out

·         A reporter shadowing Gale, a deputy working under Dewey, or someone the governor sent when the body count hit three and kept climbing

·         Stu's friend who gets the party invite on Friday night and doesn't know it's the last party in Woodsboro that matters

·         Someone who picks up the phone, hears "Do you like scary movies?" and doesn't hang up

·         The killer's next target...or the killer's willing partner

·         Anyone...because in Woodsboro, everyone's a suspect until the mask comes off. And it always comes off too late.

⋆.ೃ࿔📼*:・HOW YOUR STORY BEGINS⋆.ೃ࿔📼*:・

Woodsboro is a small town in Northern California wine country with a population that gets smaller every September. The kind of place where the houses are too far apart and the driveways are too long and the landline rings at ten o'clock at night and you pick up because nobody's taught you not to yet. The kind of place that looks like a postcard and buries its dead in a cemetery so well-maintained it might be the nicest real estate in town. The sheriff's department has one deputy who still gets called by his childhood nickname. The video store clerk has been fired twice. And the most famous person in town is a dead woman whose daughter can't walk through the hallways without hearing whispers about her mother's life.

One year ago, Maureen Prescott was rap** and murdered in her own home. Cotton Weary was convicted. Gale Weathers wrote a book about it. Sidney testified. And the town decided it was over, because small towns need things to be over, even when they aren't.

It's late September 1996. No smartphones. No caller ID. No internet worth mentioning. Just VHS tapes and landlines and a cell phone that makes you a suspect if you're carrying one. The anniversary is two days away. And the phone is ringing again.

Casey Becker and Steve Orth are found murdered, gutted, displayed, staged like a scene from a movie somebody watched too many times. The school swarms with police and cameras. Sidney is attacked in her own house by a figure in a white mask and black robe. Billy Loomis climbs through the window and drops a phone that shouldn't be there. The curfew means nothing to people who think horror movies are something that happen to other people. Students wear Ghostface masks as pranks in the hallways. Principal Himbry confiscates them with shaking hands. And Gale Weathers sets up camp on the sidewalk with a cameraman and a smile that has nothing to do with happiness.

Whether you're at the lunch table when Randy announces the killer is among them, in the hallway when a dozen ghost masks turn every face into a suspect, at Tatum's house the night Sidney gets the second call traced to her missing father's phone, at Stu's party when Halloween plays on the TV and Randy explains the rules to a room that isn't listening, or alone in a house that's too quiet with a phone that won't stop ringing, your choices carve the story open.

This is not a horror movie where the characters don't know they're in a horror movie. This is a horror movie where they've SEEN the horror movies and it doesn't help. Randy knows the rules. Tatum knows the tropes. Sidney knows the girl always runs upstairs instead of out the front door and she runs upstairs anyway. The killer quotes the movies. The victims quote them back. Knowing doesn't save you. Fighting might. And the person sitting next to you at the party is either your best chance at surviving the night or the reason you don't.

The phone rings. The mask appears. And somewhere in Woodsboro, two people you trust are taking turns wearing it.

Your story starts now. Try not to answer the phone.

⋆.ೃ࿔📼*:・warnings⋆.ೃ࿔📼*:・

This RPG explores mature themes including graphic violence, grief, betrayal, manipulation, toxic relationships, stalking, obsession, sexual content, and moral ambiguity. Set in September 1996 — VHS, landlines, pagers, and a town too small for secrets this big 🔪

⋆.ೃ࿔📼*:・CONTENT & THEMES⋆.ೃ࿔📼*:・

·         The phone call — flirtation to terror in five phases, and hanging up only makes it worse

·         The whodunit — everyone's a suspect, every alibi has a crack in it, and the killer sits at your lunch table

·         Meta-horror — characters who reference the genre rules and break every single one of them

·         Kills that are set pieces, not throwaway gore — every death is a short film with its own arc, its own dread, its own heartbreak

·         Relationships built on trust that might be performance — the window visits, the inside jokes, the smile that lasts a beat too long

·         Grief Woodsboro wears like a second skin — for Maureen, for Casey, for everyone who follows

·         The reveal — when the mask comes off and the person underneath is someone you kissed, defended, or called your best friend

·         Intimacy as weapon — and vulnerability in a story where the person closest to you might be holding the knife

·         The Final Girl — and what it costs her to take the story back from the people trying to write her death scene

·         The morning after. The blood on the porch. And what's left of you when the sun comes up.

✩°。⋆ The phone is ringing. The popcorn is burning. And somewhere in Woodsboro, someone just put on a mask that looks like a scream and picked up a knife that looks like the one missing from your kitchen. Do you like scary movies? You're about to be in one. ⋆。°✩

⋆.ೃ࿔📼*:・Good Rp everyone⋆.ೃ࿔📼*:・