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Description

Height: 7.1 Feet
Alignment: Chaotic Evil/Neutral

Bio: The ghost of Jason Voorhees sat next to the empty shell that was now his body. He didn’t speak, he just stared at Jason. Both were completely silent as always. Jason pretended to pay the apparition no mind and instead continued to drag the body across the floor. The blood of the body was seeping into the wet floorboards of Jason’s shack, not that anyone would see it with the other blood already there.
  Jason looked up at his ghost for a moment and then shook his head before violently snapping the arm of the body off completely. He then threw the arm at the ground and sat on the floor. He stared at the phantom across from him blankly from behind his broken mask. The straps of the mask were digging into the rotten muscle that was still somehow connected to his skull.
  Jason looked into his own eyes and the spirit slowly dissolved away as it looked down at the floor in sadness. In this moment Jason felt something, something that he knew but couldn’t place. It was a bad feeling. It felt like he was doing something bad. It felt like he’d been doing something bad for a long time. Guilt? Maybe. Memory? Almost, but of what he didn’t know. He seemed to remember a time before he was this for a short moment.
  The air was creeping in through the cracks in the shed’s walls. It was cold and lonely air. Not quite a wind but not still, a subtle movement. It made the wood creak and the floorboards groan. The sound echoed quietly through the shed and in Jason head. He clasped his ears and grabbed them tight. He grabbed too tight and his fingers passed right through his left ear and ripped it straight off of his head. He looked down at the ear in his palm and threw it across the room.
  At that moment, a strange smell filled the room. It wasn’t mold, mildew, blood, or rot; those were completely normal here and not unexpected. It was smoke and it was spreading fast. Jason looked up at the roof and saw the fire quickly engulfing it. He then looked out his window and saw her standing there with a torch in one hand and a molotov cocktail in the other. She survived regardless of the hit of the machete in her shoulder. She then threw the cocktail as soon as she saw him standing in the window. This one went through the window and engulfed the floor in flaming gasoline.
  Jason then burst through the door and charged at her. She tried to run, but her leg had been sliced open in their last confrontation. Jason grabbed her by her hair and she thrashed there in her hands, but hesitated as he raised his weapon. He looked down at her as she tried desperately to free herself. No tear fell from his eye, his heart had not grown three sizes, and he had not seen the light. Instead, there was simply doubt in him. Why do this?
  Suddenly, the ghost of his child self appeared in front of them sitting on the ground. He didn’t show himself to her, if he even could, but Jason could see him. Again he said nothing, but stared into Jason’s eyes, who this time seemed to understand. He didn’t understand what he was understanding or why, but he understood. He loosened his grip on her hair slightly.
  Punish her, Jason. My sweet boy. She needs to be punished. His mother whispered in his ear.
  Jason swung the machete down on her and killed her instantly. His ghost looked down at the ground and let out a slow, silent sigh.
  Good boy, Jason. She said and his ghost shook his head.
  Jason looked back at the shed and saw that it was now fully covered in flames. He dropped the girl and blade and watched in blank terror as his bed and home burned away. He looked around for his mother but she was gone. He looked down at his ghost, but he too had vanished. Jason was now alone.

Traits/Abilities
True Invincibility - Jason Voorhees is almost completely capable of continuing on regardless of almost any damage taken. This is due to some form of powerful supernatural endurance and regeneration, which is not fully understood. Jason has survived things as strong as fully automatic machine guns, bombs, flames, multiple beheadings, complete dismemberment, and even being completely pulverized by always reforming his body is some way or another. This ability seems to even extend to attaching the body parts of other people/organisms, such as arms, legs, and hands.
ESP Hypersensitivity/Paranormal Awareness - Jason is highly in tune with psychics and paranormal entities. It is because of this that the highly powerful Tina Shepard failed in defeating him.

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I've been meaning to get around to this one for a long time now. I've always found the character Jason Voorhees to be really, really interesting as a concept but I don't think he's ever really been done as good as he could be. I know the general rule tends to be "don't humanize a slasher" but my idea is that maybe Jason isn't really a "slasher" but more he is turned into and possessed by one, maybe? Like he's not fully in control and something else is in there with him. I dunno.

As for the design here, it's mostly an original take on it aside from the mask. The mask is a design borrowed from the design in the comic book Freddy vs. Jason vs. Ash: The Nightmare Warriors. The lumpy scalp is taken from Jason Goes to Hell, but other than those too things I decided to take some liberties with it. I was going for the illusion of him walking in the drawing, but I think it came of as more of a zombie shamble and I kind of like that. As for his cloths, I got the idea that if he'd been killing since the 80s, maybe he'd killed some hippie/stoner guy and stole his patched up jacket that he had from the 70s. I liked the idea of a serial killer wearing peace symbol patches and what not.

As always, please let me know what you think. I might expand on this one a bit in the future. Also, sorry about the low quality of the image, but I'm more printer issues yet again so I couldn't scan it. When I get the problem fixed I'll try to replace the image along with the entries of Gojira 1 and Anguirus.
EDIT 1: Fixed the scanner issues.

Description

Height: 7.1 Feet
Alignment: Chaotic Evil/Neutral

Bio: The ghost of Jason Voorhees sat next to the empty shell that was now his body. He didn’t speak, he just stared at Jason. Both were completely silent as always. Jason pretended to pay the apparition no mind and instead continued to drag the body across the floor. The blood of the body was seeping into the wet floorboards of Jason’s shack, not that anyone would see it with the other blood already there.
  Jason looked up at his ghost for a moment and then shook his head before violently snapping the arm of the body off completely. He then threw the arm at the ground and sat on the floor. He stared at the phantom across from him blankly from behind his broken mask. The straps of the mask were digging into the rotten muscle that was still somehow connected to his skull.
  Jason looked into his own eyes and the spirit slowly dissolved away as it looked down at the floor in sadness. In this moment Jason felt something, something that he knew but couldn’t place. It was a bad feeling. It felt like he was doing something bad. It felt like he’d been doing something bad for a long time. Guilt? Maybe. Memory? Almost, but of what he didn’t know. He seemed to remember a time before he was this for a short moment.
  The air was creeping in through the cracks in the shed’s walls. It was cold and lonely air. Not quite a wind but not still, a subtle movement. It made the wood creak and the floorboards groan. The sound echoed quietly through the shed and in Jason head. He clasped his ears and grabbed them tight. He grabbed too tight and his fingers passed right through his left ear and ripped it straight off of his head. He looked down at the ear in his palm and threw it across the room.
  At that moment, a strange smell filled the room. It wasn’t mold, mildew, blood, or rot; those were completely normal here and not unexpected. It was smoke and it was spreading fast. Jason looked up at the roof and saw the fire quickly engulfing it. He then looked out his window and saw her standing there with a torch in one hand and a molotov cocktail in the other. She survived regardless of the hit of the machete in her shoulder. She then threw the cocktail as soon as she saw him standing in the window. This one went through the window and engulfed the floor in flaming gasoline.
  Jason then burst through the door and charged at her. She tried to run, but her leg had been sliced open in their last confrontation. Jason grabbed her by her hair and she thrashed there in her hands, but hesitated as he raised his weapon. He looked down at her as she tried desperately to free herself. No tear fell from his eye, his heart had not grown three sizes, and he had not seen the light. Instead, there was simply doubt in him. Why do this?
  Suddenly, the ghost of his child self appeared in front of them sitting on the ground. He didn’t show himself to her, if he even could, but Jason could see him. Again he said nothing, but stared into Jason’s eyes, who this time seemed to understand. He didn’t understand what he was understanding or why, but he understood. He loosened his grip on her hair slightly.
  Punish her, Jason. My sweet boy. She needs to be punished. His mother whispered in his ear.
  Jason swung the machete down on her and killed her instantly. His ghost looked down at the ground and let out a slow, silent sigh.
  Good boy, Jason. She said and his ghost shook his head.
  Jason looked back at the shed and saw that it was now fully covered in flames. He dropped the girl and blade and watched in blank terror as his bed and home burned away. He looked around for his mother but she was gone. He looked down at his ghost, but he too had vanished. Jason was now alone.

Traits/Abilities
True Invincibility - Jason Voorhees is almost completely capable of continuing on regardless of almost any damage taken. This is due to some form of powerful supernatural endurance and regeneration, which is not fully understood. Jason has survived things as strong as fully automatic machine guns, bombs, flames, multiple beheadings, complete dismemberment, and even being completely pulverized by always reforming his body is some way or another. This ability seems to even extend to attaching the body parts of other people/organisms, such as arms, legs, and hands.
ESP Hypersensitivity/Paranormal Awareness - Jason is highly in tune with psychics and paranormal entities. It is because of this that the highly powerful Tina Shepard failed in defeating him.

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I've been meaning to get around to this one for a long time now. I've always found the character Jason Voorhees to be really, really interesting as a concept but I don't think he's ever really been done as good as he could be. I know the general rule tends to be "don't humanize a slasher" but my idea is that maybe Jason isn't really a "slasher" but more he is turned into and possessed by one, maybe? Like he's not fully in control and something else is in there with him. I dunno.

As for the design here, it's mostly an original take on it aside from the mask. The mask is a design borrowed from the design in the comic book Freddy vs. Jason vs. Ash: The Nightmare Warriors. The lumpy scalp is taken from Jason Goes to Hell, but other than those too things I decided to take some liberties with it. I was going for the illusion of him walking in the drawing, but I think it came of as more of a zombie shamble and I kind of like that. As for his cloths, I got the idea that if he'd been killing since the 80s, maybe he'd killed some hippie/stoner guy and stole his patched up jacket that he had from the 70s. I liked the idea of a serial killer wearing peace symbol patches and what not.

As always, please let me know what you think. I might expand on this one a bit in the future. Also, sorry about the low quality of the image, but I'm more printer issues yet again so I couldn't scan it. When I get the problem fixed I'll try to replace the image along with the entries of Gojira 1 and Anguirus.
EDIT 1: Fixed the scanner issues.