IT'S A SCREAM, BABY!

                 ❝   What's   Your   Favorite   Scary   Movie ?   ❞

#STMCHR welcome to my indie,  private / mutuals only   STU MACHER   from wes craven’s 1996 SCREAM .    endured by schiff   ( they / them ) .    no minors .    low activity

❝  oh no, i’m shaking.  ❞   a shove of his shoulder and there comes the familiar clunk of his empty head against the kitchen light. his words are taken into contemplation, only for a mere moment before they’re shrugged right off of her and she instead writes her own rules.   ❝  well i don’t want this one.  ❞   no -— mac hops onto the counter with ease, chef knife pulled from the knife block   ❝  this one seems way more fun. and it’s bigger than yours.  ❞

        ❛        it    shouldn’t    be    too    hard    to    find    a    horror    movie    freak      with    a    motive      &&      a    cell    phone  .        ❜

                                               @stmchr​                                   sc .

𝐒𝐓𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 ( @stmchr​ ) said: my knife is bigger than yours

❝  you gave me the smaller one just so you could say that, huh?  ❞  carelessly the blade cuts through the air between them - clean, shiny, and brand spanking new (  fitting for for a murderer’s protege   )  ❝  what now? gonna let me stab you -— what was it … four times — like the bozzo you are?  ❞

gum   POPS   between   her   lips,   waiting   in   anticipation   for   him   to   answer.   jsckie   smiles,   her   hues   lighting   up   as   he   finally   answers,   though   she   too   peeks   out   the   window   to   check   for   anything   interesting.   ❛❛   To   get   ‘tah   tha   idiots   house.❜❜   stringing   the   gum   from   her   lips   jackie   eye’s   him   cloesly.   ❛❛   It’s   not   that   funny,   right.❜❜   not   giving   him   a   chance   to   answer   she   fires   off   another   one.   ❛❛   knock   knock.❜❜

                                          unsurprisingly,   the face falls at once,   anticipation morphs into disappointment but the second cue comes rapidly just in time before the humor can completely leave his thoughts .   effortlessly,   another grin finds his expression as he readies up for another  (  hopefully  better  )  joke .   so he wiggles his eyebrows,   its with the fall of his head to the side that he answers the ‘ door ’ .    ❝    okay,    who’s  there ?    ❞     ——  WAIT .

                                  @stmchr​​​​​  wrote  on  the  blackboard,                ✏  ❛ oh  my  god,  you  actually  brought  cheeseburgers. ❜

       holding  the  bag  aloft,  he  grins,  “ have  i  ever  given  you  a  reason  to  doubt  me ? ”  and  really  he  might’ve  outdone  himself.  double  cheeseburgers  lay  within  the  paper  bag,  tightly  wrapped  in  foil.  he  digs  one  out  for  the  other,  and  hands  it  over.  “ i  got  some  fries  too. ”  

                           ❝    awesome,    man !     ❞    

                          excitement moves the long arms and drags the rest of a lanky,   but well lived in,   body along .   it takes but a few seconds for stu to find his place next to the other one,   hands are held up in a comically grabby motion as he peers into the paper bag .     ❝     we’re  gonna  feast  like  kings .     ❞     a lone thought crosses his mind,   it’s a bit confused at the simplicity of things but not before long  it gets voiced .     ❝     wait,    what  about  the  pool  party  later ?    we  can’t  go  swimming  with  fully  stomachs .     ❞    

          carl  is  beginning  to  see  why  karl  enjoys  teasing  ( …  bullying! )  others  so  much.    on  a  different  thought:  just  how  much  of  a  shithead  have  you  been  to  have  carl,  of  all  people  and  beings  in  both  heaven  and  hell,  come  at  you  like  this?

          “ hm,  that’s  a  lie    –    but  i’d  love  to  see  you  try! ”    carl  could  make  him  shit  bricks.    “ maybe  if  you  turn  to  the  lord  and  savior  jesus  christ,  heaven  will  take  you. ”

                               ❝     you  looking  for  a  fight ?     ❞     many things can be said about stuart macher,   intelligence isn’t one of them .   perhaps in death,   risk seems so much easier to take than when he still had something to lose but by now,  it’s obsolete .  what’s the worst that could happen,   a person can only die once and this guy is clearly itching for a beating .

      “ Who says I’m mad? I’m not mad. You’re the one with the problem here.” He’s referring to the reaction of the Sage, and the way Stu has been complaining ever since Dennis lit the stick. “ Are you SURE you didn’t do anything? Can you positively tell me with one hundred percent honestly that you haven’t done ANYTHING that would warrant your exorcism?”

                                ❝     not  today,    no .    and  now  stop  that .     ❞     the smell still lingers uncomfortably in the air,   an annoyance more than anything but ghosts can’t exactly open windows on their own .   right ?   maybe,   he should try that some time,   death,   after all,   isn’t exactly a new state for him .     ❝     hey,    you  better  shut  it  before  i’m  gonna  gut  you,    bro !     ❞

       “ Do you ever stop complaining?” It’s a serious question, in life, in death? It’s like Stu never died. “It’s called SAGE and it’s for CLEANSING negative fucking energy and NEGATIVE SPIRITS. You know, like YOU.”

                                 ❝     and  why  are  you  getting  mad,    huh ?    i  didn’t  do  shit  this  time,    stop  being  a  dick .     ❞     at this point,   all the negative energy is just coming from dennis’ attitude and his smelly sage .     ❝     you’re  like  exorcising  me  or  some  shit .    let  me  complain !     ❞ 

@carlbelow​ :    what's wrong??? 😥😥😫😖😖😖 hell shat you u right back out? 😝😝🤣😈😈😈💀💀💥💥👋👋👋

                                 ❝     hey,    i’m  gonna  shit  on  you  in  a  minute  if  you  don’t  shut  up,    man .     ❞     the afterlife,   as it turns out,   is messier than expected .    not like that but apparently little bitches are everywhere .