Post by Freddy Krueger on Jul 3, 2007 0:03:53 GMT -5
Name: Freddy Krueger
Movie:Nightmare On Elmstreet
Where he/she will most likely be RPed: Anywhere
Gender:Male
Age:Unknown
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Hair Color; Used to have Brown hair until burnt, now bald
Eye Color:blue
General Appearance:Burnt face, hat, sweater, pants, shoes, claws.
Personality:Evil, but yet humorous
*Other:Bio; Freddy Krueger was born amidst a raging fire in the old insane asylum on Elm Street, the bastard son of a beautiful young schizophrenic who died alone and unattended in the agony of childbirth. In later years, Freddy would distinctly remember his mother's screams as the first sounds he ever heard.
Raised from infancy by a succession of ax-murderers, rapists, and arsonists, young Freddy was adopted by at an early age by a lonely old pimp who hoped that the strange-looking boy might someday make himself useful by luring curious drunks into the filthy alley in which his disease-ridden sleepers earned their meager pay. Whenever the old man would catch his adopted son enjoying the services of one of his employees, he would express his displeasure by beating the boy almost to the point of unconsciousness with a razor strop. It did not take young Freddy long to begin associating sexual pleasure with the infliction of pain.
Occasionally, the old man would punish Freddy for some imaginary offense by drawing blood from his belly with a straight razor. Refusing to cry out loud no matter how badly his sadistic father slashed him, the boy began to take a perverse sort of pleasure in fingering the narrow scars that soon covered the front of his body.
As a young man, Freddy showed no more aptitude as a pimp than the old man showed as a father. Finding the boy to be of no practical use, the old pimp paid no attention to him whatsoever except when doling out his daily punishment. After a while, Freddy began almost to welcome the beatings, which were the only expression of parental interest he was ever to know. Freddy finally decided to run away after being savagely beaten by his father and left for dead in the alley. Before he left, Freddy used the money he found in the old man's strongbox to hire a professional arsonist to torch his house while the old pimp slept peacefully upstairs.
Freddy never bothered to find out if the old man survived the blaze.
With no formal schooling and no particular skills or aptitudes, Freddy wandered from town to town doing odd jobs and getting into trouble with the law. He began to drink heavily and spent many nights sleeping in the gutter. Freddy was sleeping in an alley near the local schoolhouse when a group of young boys decided to try picking the drunk's pockets. One boy's hand was still in his pocket when Freddy awoke in a drunken rage and lashed out wildly with the bottle of gin clenched in his hand. The bottle landed on the boy's head with a loud crash as his four companions field in terror. Freddy watched the boys run away and then looked thoughtfully at the child who was bleeding to death beside him in the alley. "They're scared of me", he thought, strangely exhilarated as never before by the unfamiliar feeling of power that surged through his body like a shot of adrenalin.
Freddy carried the bleeding boy to a deserted cellar and studied his figure for a long time. "Children are useless" he thought, repeating a sentiment he had often heard muttered by the old man who had raised him. "Children are better off dead" he thought, improvising freely on the theme. He reached into his pocket and took out the straight-razor he had taken from the old man's closet before leaving home. Freddy roughly tore off the boy's clothing and studied his smooth white belly for a moment. Then, recalling the four boys who escaped, Freddy cut four deep incisions into the boy's flesh. He watched for a while as the blood spurted out, his face flushed with triumph. For the first time in his life, Freddy Krueger was in control. It was a feeling he did not want to live without ever again.
Freddy continued his nomadic existence until he arrived at the suburban community of Springwood. There was something about Springwood that instantly outraged him. Perhaps it was the well-cared for lawns and lovely tree-lined streets that were so much more beautiful than anything he had even dreamed of as a child. Or perhaps it was the carefree children of Springwood so blissfully unaware of the suffering and anguish of the real world. Suddenly, Freddy knew his calling in life. He would teach these smug suburbanites and their children what the world was all about.
He would teach them the true meaning of pain.
For the first time in his life, Freddy looked for a regular job, and he soon found one maintaining the boiler in the old generating plant on the outskirts of town. The work was easy enough, and it left Freddy with plenty of time to devote to his true calling. He soon decided that his old straight razor was insufficient to do the holy work that needed to be done. Freddy spent many hours in the machine shop, forging the deadly tool he would use to carry out his mission. These were among the happiest hours of his life - designing and then building the special glove with it's four deadly finger-blades. Carefully, with a feeling akin to love, Freddy cut the gleaming metal, honing it to a fine razor-sharp edge and then fitting the assembled apparatus into the fingerless leather glove. Then, when it was finally done, he took a deep breath and slipped the deadly talons onto his hand.
A perfect fit!
And now it was time to put his creation to the test.
The next day, Freddy slipped into his comfortable red and green sweater, donned his crumpled fedora, climbed into the front seat of his battered Chevy van, and drove into town. Lovingly, he clicked the blades that gleamed so beautifully on his right hand and waited patiently in the alley adjacent to Springwood elementary school. He felt his muscles tense with excitement as the bell rang, announcing the end of another school day. For a fleeting moment, Freddy wondered what it would have been like to have gone to school with other children, to have friends and to have played the innocent games of childhood. For that one brief moment, Freddy wondered if it might not be terribly wrong to interfere with the normal development of a child, to cut off at the very beginnings a human life of almost infinite possibilities and potentialities.
Then he saw the children, laughing and skipping as they rushed into their parent's loving arms, and Freddy knew what he had to do.
There was a little girl standing at the curb not far from the alley. Perhaps her mother had difficulty starting the car, or maybe a long line at the supermarket had set her schedule back a few minutes. No matter. The little girl was very much alone, and Freddy felt a stirring deep in his wicked soul. Squinting into the sunlight, he read the name "Amy" written in bright pink letters on the girl's lunch-box.
"Amy?" he whispered, but the girl didn't seem to hear him. "Amy," he repeated, a little louder this time. The girl looked at him with her large ORANGE eyes. "Come here," he said, beckoning with his left hand. She looked away for a moment, glancing up the street as if expecting her mother to arrive at any moment. Then she looked back at Freddy, and he knew in that instant he had won.
"Come here." he repeated. The girl hesitated for only a moment and then stepped into the alley.
"Who are you?" she asked in a small, sweet voice that set Freddy's teeth on edge.
"Uncle Freddy," he replied, liking the sound of it. "Your mother said I should bring you home."
The girl shook her head doubtfully.
"I don't have an uncle Freddy." she said.
"You do now," said Freddy, raising his right hand high into the air. Then he brought it down, his temples pounding as his left hand covered the girl's mouth and his right tore four deadly gashes in her soft belly.
Freddy looked at the bloodied glove for a moment and felt joy deep in his soul. How easily the little one had died! He lifted the girl's bloody body and carried it quickly to his parked van, feeling more alive than he had ever felt before. He stashed the body under some blankets in the back of the van and drove to the power plant. There he unloaded the body and hid it in a large unused storage locker in the back of the boiler room. Then he sat back and breathed deeply of the hot, stifling boiler room air that he had learned to love.
At last, Freddy's life had meaning.
After that, Freddy found it easy to fulfill his self-proclaimed destiny. His methods of abduction varied, but the result was always the same. He loved to see the newspaper accounts of the kidnappings, but it troubled him that no one knew for certain whether the missing children were dead. He began leaving puddles of blood at the murder sites so that everyone would know that these were no mere kidnappings. It was important to him that the smug parents of Springwood know that their children were being carefully and methodically butchered.
Freddy soon learned that leaving evidence around was not the wisest course for a murderer to pursue. One morning, a small squadron of police led by the intrepid Lieutenant Thompson burst into the power plant and found the rotting bodies of the town's murdered children. Freddy was arrested and brought to trial amid great publicity. Fortunately for Freddy, however, the public defender who handled the case was extremely thorough in his preparation. He examined the search warrant that had gained the police admittance to the power plant the day they arrested Freddy and found a technical error in the wording of the document. The search was ruled illegal, and the case against Freddy was thrown out of court. Despite public outcry, the Springwood Slasher was set free.
It was time to move on, and Freddy knew it. There would be other towns and other children. Next time, Freddy vowed, he would not be so easy to catch. That night, Freddy picked his meager belongings into the back of his van and settled in for one last night's sleep before hitting the road. He had just settled into a cozy corner of the boiler room with a bottle of his favorite gin when he heard the commotion outside. The angry people of Springwood, led by Lt. Don Thompson and his wife Marge, had decided to take the law into their own hands. It was the Thompsons and their Elm Street neighbours, the Lantzes, who poured the gasoline around the power plant; and it was the Grays and the Lanes who set the fuel afire. Never again would their children - Nancy, Glen, Tina, Rod, and all the others - be terrorized by the wicked Fred Krueger. They smiled grimly as the power plant began to burn, and someone in the mob applauded when Freddy appeared in the doorway, his red and green sweater burning brightly in the night. Even as the flames consumed his flesh, Freddy could be heard cursing the mob and screaming his vows of revenge. Then, with one last cry of agony, the burning figure turned from the crowd and raced madly into the very flames that were devouring him.
The body was never found.
"I guess we've seen the last of Fred Krueger," said Marge Thompson that night, breathing a deep sigh of relief as she examined Freddy's blood-caked finger-knives with a mixture of disgust and ill-concealed fascination.
But Marge was wrong.
Freddy would be back.
And the nightmare was just about to begin.
Freddy Charles Krueger is presumed dead, killed by a vengeful lynch mob. There have been several unconfirmed report that Krueger uses the dream world to wreak his revenge upon his favor prey...children. It looks as if somehing called dream demons awarded him his power over the dreamscape, because of his evil sadistic nature. Known to wear a tattered red and green sweater, beat-up hat and his choice of weapon, is specially made by Krueger himself, a finger knives glove. Recently reported to be terrorizing famed horror director Wes Craven and actress Heather Langenkamp. Also has fought through a hellish battle with Jason Voorhees.
HIS WEAPON OF CHOICE
Leather glove reinforced with steel plating sporting (4) 6 inch knife blades. Maybe even a little bigger then that
Status Rating: Very Deadly Weapon
Warning: DON'T FALL ASLEEP, WHATEVER YOU DO.
Coroner's Report
A Nightmare On Elm Street
Name: Tina Grey (Amanda Wyss)
Cause of Death: Freddy slashes her across her chest, then uses her to knock Rod to the floor, then drags her up a wall and across a ceiling.
Murder-weapon: Glove with razor-tipped fingers.
Name: Rod Lane (Nick Corri)
Cause of Death: Freddy hangs him from the ceiling of his cell. Eventually he chokes, and his neck is broken.
Murder-weapon: Bed-covers.
Name: Glen Lantz (Johnny Depp)
Cause of Death: He is pulled into his bed by Freddy. Moments later a torrent of blood surges out, splashing across the ceiling, and carrying Glen's chewed-up, pulpy remains with it.
Murder-weapon: Unknown, but speculated to be glove.
Name: Margaret Thompson (Ronee Blakley)
Cause of Death: Freddy strangles her in her bed while on fire, choking her.
Murder-weapon: none, unless you count the flames.
A Nightmare On Elm Street 2: Freddy's Revenge
Name: Coach Schneider. (Marshall Bell)
Cause of Death: Multiple lacerations to the torso after being viciously whipped over his ass by a pair of towels.
Murder-weapon: razor-glove.
Name: Grady. (Robert Rusler)
Cause of Death: Four large stab-wounds to the stomach.
Murder-weapon: razor-glove.
Name: unknown/teenage boy (Jonathan Hart).
Cause of Death: Four slash-wounds to the torso.
Murder-weapon: razor-glove.
Name: unknown/teenage girl (Kerry Remsen).
Cause of Death: Tries to climb over a fence; falls down and is roasted by flames.
Murder-weapon: flames.
Name: unknown/teenage boy (Steven Smith).
Cause of Death: Slashwounds to the torso.
Murder-weapon: razor-glove.
Name: Kerry (Sydney Walsh).
Cause of Death: Freddy shoves his clawed hand into her back and out of her chest.
Murder-weapon: razor-glove.
Note: Freddy also kills two parakeets. It is also worth knowing that in the script, far more kids died at the party. Freddy was slashing and roasting people left and right, and those who were stupid enough to still be in the pool were boiled alive.
A Nightmare On Elm Street 3: The Dream Warriors
Name: Phillip (Bradley Gregg)
Cause of Death: Arms and legs sliced open, veins used as strings and body used as marionette. Freddy walks Phillip to a high tower and cuts his strings, making him fall to his death.
Murder-weapon: The glove
Name: Zsa Zsa Gabor (Zsa Zsa Gabor)
Cause of Death: Guest on thingy Cavett's TV program when Cavett turns into Freddy and slices Zsa Zsa (off-screen).
Murder-weapon: The glove
Name: Jennifer (Penelope Sudrow)
Cause of Death: Tries to stay awake by watching TV, but the set morphs into Freddy, lifting Jennifer up and smashing her head into the monitor.
Murder-weapon: Television monitor
Name: Taryn (Jennifer Rubin)
Cause of Death: Freddy corners her and injects her with massive drugs via some very
innovative needles.
Murder-weapon: hyperdermic needles (eight of them)
Name: Will (Ira Heiden)
Cause of Death: Freddy, after being shocked by some high-voltage electro-waves, lifts him up and stabs him.
Murder-weapon: The glove
Name: Lt. Donald Thompson (John Saxon)
Cause of Death: Tried to bury Freddy's bones in an car junkyard, but the bones come alive and impale the police officer on the fin of a Cadillac.
Murder-weapon: car
Name: Nancy Thompson (Heather Langenkamp)
Cause of Death: Tricked into thinking that her father was visiting her, Nancy stepped into Freddy's arms and he stabbed her in the stomach. Notable because this was a "surprise" finale and was paybacks of sorts since Nancy was the first character to defeat Freddy.
Murder-weapon: The glove
A Nightmare On Elm Street 4: The Dream Master
Name: Kincaid
Name: Kincaid (Ken Sagoes)
Cause of Death: Freddy traps him in the junkyard where Freddy was buried. While Kincaid is trying to escape Krueger catches up with him and gets him in the stomach.
Murder-weapon: Glove with razor-tipped fingers
Name: Joey (Rodney Eastman)
Cause of Death: Freddy seduces Joey as he did in Dream Warriors pretending to be a woman trapped in his water bed. After she disappears Freddy pops out of the bed and makes short work of him.
Murder-weapon: Glove with razor-tipped fingers
Name: Kristen Parker(Tuesday Knight)
Cause of Death: While in her dream she falls into quicksand and ends up in Freddy's boiler room. Freddy throws her into the furnace.
Murder-weapon: Furnace Flame
Name: Sheila (Toy Newkirk)
Cause of Death: While asleep in class Freddy kisses her on the lips then sucking her insides out.
Murder-weapon: Freddy's Mouth
Name: Rick (Andras Jones)
Cause of Death: Rick ends up in a karate match with Krueger.
Murder-weapon: Razor-Glove
Name: Debbie (Brooke Theiss)
Cause of Death: While falling asleep she finds herself inside a large box that turns out to be a roach-motel. She's hideously transformed into a roach and gets stuck to the sticky floor allowing Freddy to squash her/it with ease.
Murder-weapon: Gloveless hand
A Nightmare on Elm Street 5: The Dream Child
Dan (Danny Hassel)
Cause of Death: Gruesomely transformed into a motorcycle and had a head-on collision with a semi.
Murder-weapon: Freddy's bag of tricks (unknown)
Name: Greta (Erika Anderson)
Cause of Death: Whiny spoiled rich girl had her cake and ate it too! Freddy the Waiter
gracefully sliced Greta open and forced her to eat, well, herself, in front of her mother's
formal dinner party.
Murder-weapon: The glove and bad after taste (pardon the pun)
Name: Mark (Joe Seely)
Cause of Death: A comic-book style showdown between Mark and "Super Freddy" (Big K wearing a cape and sporting quite the square face) ended up with Mark being turned into paper, being drained of all its color, and being ripped to shreads by Freddy.
Murder-weapon: Freddy magic and the glove
Freddy's Dead: The Final Nightmare
Name: Carlos (Ricky Dean Logan)
Cause of Death: Freddy turns Carlos' hearing-aid into a super-powerful hearing-aid, Krueger then starts to rub his claws on a chalkboard. Carlos can't stand the pain anymore, so his head explodes.
Murder-weapon: Strong Hearing-Aid
Name: Spencer (Breckin Meyer)
Cause of Death: He is put into a video game where he is fighting off all these characters.
Freddy takes control over him like a puppet and starts ramming him into the wall and ceiling and stomping him to death.
Murder-weapon: Feet
Name: John Doe (Shon Greenblatt)
Cause of Death: John is falling from the sky, and Freddy puts a bed of spikes on the ground to break his fall.
Murder-weapon: Bed of spikes
Wes Craven's New Nightmare
Names: Chuck and Terry (Matt Winston & Rob LaBelle)
Cause of Death: On the set of the newest "Nightmare on Elm Street" movie, the
"Terminator"-style glove comes alive and causes hysteria! It attacks the special FX guys first, ripping one's throat out and stabbing the other in the back.
Murder-weapon: The glove
Name: Chase Porter (David Newsom)
Cause of Death: After getting a call from wife Heather Langenkamp, he races home on a
3-hour drive at dark. Needless to say, he falls asleep while driving and Freddy strikes. The glove impaled Chase in the chest and ripped him open from neck to groin.
Murder-weapon: The glove
Name: Julie (Tracy Middendorf)
Cause of Death: Julie is cursed by just being a friend to Heather and her son. She's wide
awake, but Dylan dreams Freddy into reality and he strikes, dragging a bloody Julie up the wall of a hospital and across the ceiling. Like Tina's murder in the original, Freddy is not visible in reality, but Julie's body flopping all over the place is. Freddy tires of this and eventually ends Julie's life by breaking her neck.
Murder-weapon: The glove
Movie:Nightmare On Elmstreet
Where he/she will most likely be RPed: Anywhere
Gender:Male
Age:Unknown
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Hair Color; Used to have Brown hair until burnt, now bald
Eye Color:blue
General Appearance:Burnt face, hat, sweater, pants, shoes, claws.
Personality:Evil, but yet humorous
*Other:Bio; Freddy Krueger was born amidst a raging fire in the old insane asylum on Elm Street, the bastard son of a beautiful young schizophrenic who died alone and unattended in the agony of childbirth. In later years, Freddy would distinctly remember his mother's screams as the first sounds he ever heard.
Raised from infancy by a succession of ax-murderers, rapists, and arsonists, young Freddy was adopted by at an early age by a lonely old pimp who hoped that the strange-looking boy might someday make himself useful by luring curious drunks into the filthy alley in which his disease-ridden sleepers earned their meager pay. Whenever the old man would catch his adopted son enjoying the services of one of his employees, he would express his displeasure by beating the boy almost to the point of unconsciousness with a razor strop. It did not take young Freddy long to begin associating sexual pleasure with the infliction of pain.
Occasionally, the old man would punish Freddy for some imaginary offense by drawing blood from his belly with a straight razor. Refusing to cry out loud no matter how badly his sadistic father slashed him, the boy began to take a perverse sort of pleasure in fingering the narrow scars that soon covered the front of his body.
As a young man, Freddy showed no more aptitude as a pimp than the old man showed as a father. Finding the boy to be of no practical use, the old pimp paid no attention to him whatsoever except when doling out his daily punishment. After a while, Freddy began almost to welcome the beatings, which were the only expression of parental interest he was ever to know. Freddy finally decided to run away after being savagely beaten by his father and left for dead in the alley. Before he left, Freddy used the money he found in the old man's strongbox to hire a professional arsonist to torch his house while the old pimp slept peacefully upstairs.
Freddy never bothered to find out if the old man survived the blaze.
With no formal schooling and no particular skills or aptitudes, Freddy wandered from town to town doing odd jobs and getting into trouble with the law. He began to drink heavily and spent many nights sleeping in the gutter. Freddy was sleeping in an alley near the local schoolhouse when a group of young boys decided to try picking the drunk's pockets. One boy's hand was still in his pocket when Freddy awoke in a drunken rage and lashed out wildly with the bottle of gin clenched in his hand. The bottle landed on the boy's head with a loud crash as his four companions field in terror. Freddy watched the boys run away and then looked thoughtfully at the child who was bleeding to death beside him in the alley. "They're scared of me", he thought, strangely exhilarated as never before by the unfamiliar feeling of power that surged through his body like a shot of adrenalin.
Freddy carried the bleeding boy to a deserted cellar and studied his figure for a long time. "Children are useless" he thought, repeating a sentiment he had often heard muttered by the old man who had raised him. "Children are better off dead" he thought, improvising freely on the theme. He reached into his pocket and took out the straight-razor he had taken from the old man's closet before leaving home. Freddy roughly tore off the boy's clothing and studied his smooth white belly for a moment. Then, recalling the four boys who escaped, Freddy cut four deep incisions into the boy's flesh. He watched for a while as the blood spurted out, his face flushed with triumph. For the first time in his life, Freddy Krueger was in control. It was a feeling he did not want to live without ever again.
Freddy continued his nomadic existence until he arrived at the suburban community of Springwood. There was something about Springwood that instantly outraged him. Perhaps it was the well-cared for lawns and lovely tree-lined streets that were so much more beautiful than anything he had even dreamed of as a child. Or perhaps it was the carefree children of Springwood so blissfully unaware of the suffering and anguish of the real world. Suddenly, Freddy knew his calling in life. He would teach these smug suburbanites and their children what the world was all about.
He would teach them the true meaning of pain.
For the first time in his life, Freddy looked for a regular job, and he soon found one maintaining the boiler in the old generating plant on the outskirts of town. The work was easy enough, and it left Freddy with plenty of time to devote to his true calling. He soon decided that his old straight razor was insufficient to do the holy work that needed to be done. Freddy spent many hours in the machine shop, forging the deadly tool he would use to carry out his mission. These were among the happiest hours of his life - designing and then building the special glove with it's four deadly finger-blades. Carefully, with a feeling akin to love, Freddy cut the gleaming metal, honing it to a fine razor-sharp edge and then fitting the assembled apparatus into the fingerless leather glove. Then, when it was finally done, he took a deep breath and slipped the deadly talons onto his hand.
A perfect fit!
And now it was time to put his creation to the test.
The next day, Freddy slipped into his comfortable red and green sweater, donned his crumpled fedora, climbed into the front seat of his battered Chevy van, and drove into town. Lovingly, he clicked the blades that gleamed so beautifully on his right hand and waited patiently in the alley adjacent to Springwood elementary school. He felt his muscles tense with excitement as the bell rang, announcing the end of another school day. For a fleeting moment, Freddy wondered what it would have been like to have gone to school with other children, to have friends and to have played the innocent games of childhood. For that one brief moment, Freddy wondered if it might not be terribly wrong to interfere with the normal development of a child, to cut off at the very beginnings a human life of almost infinite possibilities and potentialities.
Then he saw the children, laughing and skipping as they rushed into their parent's loving arms, and Freddy knew what he had to do.
There was a little girl standing at the curb not far from the alley. Perhaps her mother had difficulty starting the car, or maybe a long line at the supermarket had set her schedule back a few minutes. No matter. The little girl was very much alone, and Freddy felt a stirring deep in his wicked soul. Squinting into the sunlight, he read the name "Amy" written in bright pink letters on the girl's lunch-box.
"Amy?" he whispered, but the girl didn't seem to hear him. "Amy," he repeated, a little louder this time. The girl looked at him with her large ORANGE eyes. "Come here," he said, beckoning with his left hand. She looked away for a moment, glancing up the street as if expecting her mother to arrive at any moment. Then she looked back at Freddy, and he knew in that instant he had won.
"Come here." he repeated. The girl hesitated for only a moment and then stepped into the alley.
"Who are you?" she asked in a small, sweet voice that set Freddy's teeth on edge.
"Uncle Freddy," he replied, liking the sound of it. "Your mother said I should bring you home."
The girl shook her head doubtfully.
"I don't have an uncle Freddy." she said.
"You do now," said Freddy, raising his right hand high into the air. Then he brought it down, his temples pounding as his left hand covered the girl's mouth and his right tore four deadly gashes in her soft belly.
Freddy looked at the bloodied glove for a moment and felt joy deep in his soul. How easily the little one had died! He lifted the girl's bloody body and carried it quickly to his parked van, feeling more alive than he had ever felt before. He stashed the body under some blankets in the back of the van and drove to the power plant. There he unloaded the body and hid it in a large unused storage locker in the back of the boiler room. Then he sat back and breathed deeply of the hot, stifling boiler room air that he had learned to love.
At last, Freddy's life had meaning.
After that, Freddy found it easy to fulfill his self-proclaimed destiny. His methods of abduction varied, but the result was always the same. He loved to see the newspaper accounts of the kidnappings, but it troubled him that no one knew for certain whether the missing children were dead. He began leaving puddles of blood at the murder sites so that everyone would know that these were no mere kidnappings. It was important to him that the smug parents of Springwood know that their children were being carefully and methodically butchered.
Freddy soon learned that leaving evidence around was not the wisest course for a murderer to pursue. One morning, a small squadron of police led by the intrepid Lieutenant Thompson burst into the power plant and found the rotting bodies of the town's murdered children. Freddy was arrested and brought to trial amid great publicity. Fortunately for Freddy, however, the public defender who handled the case was extremely thorough in his preparation. He examined the search warrant that had gained the police admittance to the power plant the day they arrested Freddy and found a technical error in the wording of the document. The search was ruled illegal, and the case against Freddy was thrown out of court. Despite public outcry, the Springwood Slasher was set free.
It was time to move on, and Freddy knew it. There would be other towns and other children. Next time, Freddy vowed, he would not be so easy to catch. That night, Freddy picked his meager belongings into the back of his van and settled in for one last night's sleep before hitting the road. He had just settled into a cozy corner of the boiler room with a bottle of his favorite gin when he heard the commotion outside. The angry people of Springwood, led by Lt. Don Thompson and his wife Marge, had decided to take the law into their own hands. It was the Thompsons and their Elm Street neighbours, the Lantzes, who poured the gasoline around the power plant; and it was the Grays and the Lanes who set the fuel afire. Never again would their children - Nancy, Glen, Tina, Rod, and all the others - be terrorized by the wicked Fred Krueger. They smiled grimly as the power plant began to burn, and someone in the mob applauded when Freddy appeared in the doorway, his red and green sweater burning brightly in the night. Even as the flames consumed his flesh, Freddy could be heard cursing the mob and screaming his vows of revenge. Then, with one last cry of agony, the burning figure turned from the crowd and raced madly into the very flames that were devouring him.
The body was never found.
"I guess we've seen the last of Fred Krueger," said Marge Thompson that night, breathing a deep sigh of relief as she examined Freddy's blood-caked finger-knives with a mixture of disgust and ill-concealed fascination.
But Marge was wrong.
Freddy would be back.
And the nightmare was just about to begin.
Freddy Charles Krueger is presumed dead, killed by a vengeful lynch mob. There have been several unconfirmed report that Krueger uses the dream world to wreak his revenge upon his favor prey...children. It looks as if somehing called dream demons awarded him his power over the dreamscape, because of his evil sadistic nature. Known to wear a tattered red and green sweater, beat-up hat and his choice of weapon, is specially made by Krueger himself, a finger knives glove. Recently reported to be terrorizing famed horror director Wes Craven and actress Heather Langenkamp. Also has fought through a hellish battle with Jason Voorhees.
HIS WEAPON OF CHOICE
Leather glove reinforced with steel plating sporting (4) 6 inch knife blades. Maybe even a little bigger then that
Status Rating: Very Deadly Weapon
Warning: DON'T FALL ASLEEP, WHATEVER YOU DO.
Coroner's Report
A Nightmare On Elm Street
Name: Tina Grey (Amanda Wyss)
Cause of Death: Freddy slashes her across her chest, then uses her to knock Rod to the floor, then drags her up a wall and across a ceiling.
Murder-weapon: Glove with razor-tipped fingers.
Name: Rod Lane (Nick Corri)
Cause of Death: Freddy hangs him from the ceiling of his cell. Eventually he chokes, and his neck is broken.
Murder-weapon: Bed-covers.
Name: Glen Lantz (Johnny Depp)
Cause of Death: He is pulled into his bed by Freddy. Moments later a torrent of blood surges out, splashing across the ceiling, and carrying Glen's chewed-up, pulpy remains with it.
Murder-weapon: Unknown, but speculated to be glove.
Name: Margaret Thompson (Ronee Blakley)
Cause of Death: Freddy strangles her in her bed while on fire, choking her.
Murder-weapon: none, unless you count the flames.
A Nightmare On Elm Street 2: Freddy's Revenge
Name: Coach Schneider. (Marshall Bell)
Cause of Death: Multiple lacerations to the torso after being viciously whipped over his ass by a pair of towels.
Murder-weapon: razor-glove.
Name: Grady. (Robert Rusler)
Cause of Death: Four large stab-wounds to the stomach.
Murder-weapon: razor-glove.
Name: unknown/teenage boy (Jonathan Hart).
Cause of Death: Four slash-wounds to the torso.
Murder-weapon: razor-glove.
Name: unknown/teenage girl (Kerry Remsen).
Cause of Death: Tries to climb over a fence; falls down and is roasted by flames.
Murder-weapon: flames.
Name: unknown/teenage boy (Steven Smith).
Cause of Death: Slashwounds to the torso.
Murder-weapon: razor-glove.
Name: Kerry (Sydney Walsh).
Cause of Death: Freddy shoves his clawed hand into her back and out of her chest.
Murder-weapon: razor-glove.
Note: Freddy also kills two parakeets. It is also worth knowing that in the script, far more kids died at the party. Freddy was slashing and roasting people left and right, and those who were stupid enough to still be in the pool were boiled alive.
A Nightmare On Elm Street 3: The Dream Warriors
Name: Phillip (Bradley Gregg)
Cause of Death: Arms and legs sliced open, veins used as strings and body used as marionette. Freddy walks Phillip to a high tower and cuts his strings, making him fall to his death.
Murder-weapon: The glove
Name: Zsa Zsa Gabor (Zsa Zsa Gabor)
Cause of Death: Guest on thingy Cavett's TV program when Cavett turns into Freddy and slices Zsa Zsa (off-screen).
Murder-weapon: The glove
Name: Jennifer (Penelope Sudrow)
Cause of Death: Tries to stay awake by watching TV, but the set morphs into Freddy, lifting Jennifer up and smashing her head into the monitor.
Murder-weapon: Television monitor
Name: Taryn (Jennifer Rubin)
Cause of Death: Freddy corners her and injects her with massive drugs via some very
innovative needles.
Murder-weapon: hyperdermic needles (eight of them)
Name: Will (Ira Heiden)
Cause of Death: Freddy, after being shocked by some high-voltage electro-waves, lifts him up and stabs him.
Murder-weapon: The glove
Name: Lt. Donald Thompson (John Saxon)
Cause of Death: Tried to bury Freddy's bones in an car junkyard, but the bones come alive and impale the police officer on the fin of a Cadillac.
Murder-weapon: car
Name: Nancy Thompson (Heather Langenkamp)
Cause of Death: Tricked into thinking that her father was visiting her, Nancy stepped into Freddy's arms and he stabbed her in the stomach. Notable because this was a "surprise" finale and was paybacks of sorts since Nancy was the first character to defeat Freddy.
Murder-weapon: The glove
A Nightmare On Elm Street 4: The Dream Master
Name: Kincaid
Name: Kincaid (Ken Sagoes)
Cause of Death: Freddy traps him in the junkyard where Freddy was buried. While Kincaid is trying to escape Krueger catches up with him and gets him in the stomach.
Murder-weapon: Glove with razor-tipped fingers
Name: Joey (Rodney Eastman)
Cause of Death: Freddy seduces Joey as he did in Dream Warriors pretending to be a woman trapped in his water bed. After she disappears Freddy pops out of the bed and makes short work of him.
Murder-weapon: Glove with razor-tipped fingers
Name: Kristen Parker(Tuesday Knight)
Cause of Death: While in her dream she falls into quicksand and ends up in Freddy's boiler room. Freddy throws her into the furnace.
Murder-weapon: Furnace Flame
Name: Sheila (Toy Newkirk)
Cause of Death: While asleep in class Freddy kisses her on the lips then sucking her insides out.
Murder-weapon: Freddy's Mouth
Name: Rick (Andras Jones)
Cause of Death: Rick ends up in a karate match with Krueger.
Murder-weapon: Razor-Glove
Name: Debbie (Brooke Theiss)
Cause of Death: While falling asleep she finds herself inside a large box that turns out to be a roach-motel. She's hideously transformed into a roach and gets stuck to the sticky floor allowing Freddy to squash her/it with ease.
Murder-weapon: Gloveless hand
A Nightmare on Elm Street 5: The Dream Child
Dan (Danny Hassel)
Cause of Death: Gruesomely transformed into a motorcycle and had a head-on collision with a semi.
Murder-weapon: Freddy's bag of tricks (unknown)
Name: Greta (Erika Anderson)
Cause of Death: Whiny spoiled rich girl had her cake and ate it too! Freddy the Waiter
gracefully sliced Greta open and forced her to eat, well, herself, in front of her mother's
formal dinner party.
Murder-weapon: The glove and bad after taste (pardon the pun)
Name: Mark (Joe Seely)
Cause of Death: A comic-book style showdown between Mark and "Super Freddy" (Big K wearing a cape and sporting quite the square face) ended up with Mark being turned into paper, being drained of all its color, and being ripped to shreads by Freddy.
Murder-weapon: Freddy magic and the glove
Freddy's Dead: The Final Nightmare
Name: Carlos (Ricky Dean Logan)
Cause of Death: Freddy turns Carlos' hearing-aid into a super-powerful hearing-aid, Krueger then starts to rub his claws on a chalkboard. Carlos can't stand the pain anymore, so his head explodes.
Murder-weapon: Strong Hearing-Aid
Name: Spencer (Breckin Meyer)
Cause of Death: He is put into a video game where he is fighting off all these characters.
Freddy takes control over him like a puppet and starts ramming him into the wall and ceiling and stomping him to death.
Murder-weapon: Feet
Name: John Doe (Shon Greenblatt)
Cause of Death: John is falling from the sky, and Freddy puts a bed of spikes on the ground to break his fall.
Murder-weapon: Bed of spikes
Wes Craven's New Nightmare
Names: Chuck and Terry (Matt Winston & Rob LaBelle)
Cause of Death: On the set of the newest "Nightmare on Elm Street" movie, the
"Terminator"-style glove comes alive and causes hysteria! It attacks the special FX guys first, ripping one's throat out and stabbing the other in the back.
Murder-weapon: The glove
Name: Chase Porter (David Newsom)
Cause of Death: After getting a call from wife Heather Langenkamp, he races home on a
3-hour drive at dark. Needless to say, he falls asleep while driving and Freddy strikes. The glove impaled Chase in the chest and ripped him open from neck to groin.
Murder-weapon: The glove
Name: Julie (Tracy Middendorf)
Cause of Death: Julie is cursed by just being a friend to Heather and her son. She's wide
awake, but Dylan dreams Freddy into reality and he strikes, dragging a bloody Julie up the wall of a hospital and across the ceiling. Like Tina's murder in the original, Freddy is not visible in reality, but Julie's body flopping all over the place is. Freddy tires of this and eventually ends Julie's life by breaking her neck.
Murder-weapon: The glove