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Basic info on The ChefGENERAL INFOBasic info on The Chef by CreepY-RaveN
Creepypasta name: The Chef
Real name: unknown
Species: deceased human, reincarnated supernatural entity
APPEARANCE AND PERSONALITY
Appearance: Styled up brown hair, palish skin, blue eyes. Wears a white chef coat, black dress pants and shoes. Can almost always be seen with a sinister and scheming smile on his face. His eyes are a bit sunken back due to having died as a human.
Personality: The chef is a cunning and proper man. Even though he is a cannibal, he will behave in the out most proper way. He's very intelligent, a master chef and as he thinks of himself a great joker teller, (he loves puns). However this is a warning do not insult his cooking. He will lose all sense of rational thinking and any evidence of him once being human will disappear. He will try anyway he can to do harm to you or kill you. Not that he wasn't going to anyways.
ABILITIES AND WEAPONS
Weapons: A Cleaver or any other cooking utensil around but he prefers the cleaver.
The Chef's Surprise II: The Chef's Entree"Hello and welcome to my fine establishment, I am The Chef. Please have a seat...Oh, I'm sorry you seem concerned with the mess. Well let me assure you, you don't have to worry about this little grotesque scene. " The Chef snaps his fingers and The hellish nightmare that is the surrounding area covered in blood and human remains swiftly vanishes. "Now then where was I? Oh yes that's right you happened to have the unfortunate luck of walking into my domain, my hunting grounds, my restaurant." The Chef walks over to a table and grabs an assortment of knives. Then as casually as he walked over to the table he walks back over to you. He gestures for you to take a seat in the nearby chair you could have sworn wasn't there before. "Please have a seat."The Chef's Surprise II: The Chef's Entree by CreepY-RaveN
Sensing something isn't right you shake your head and attempt to leave. This was a mistake on your part. A devilish grin travels across The Chef's face. "Disobeying a chef's orders." The Chef picked up the biggest knife on the table, a stainle
The Chef's SurpriseThe Chef's Surprise by CreepY-RaveN
My wife was a busy woman, always tending to her work before her duties as a spouse. She worked for a rather large financial corporation as the CEO, where as I was just a stay at home writer. We both were constantly consumed by our work and as you can guess, we hardly ever spent time with each other anymore, let alone had a home cooked meal but this was the ever growing norm in our lives.
She went to work and I stayed home, growing more annoyed at how she cared more about her damn job then she did about her own husband. We fought on and off about the subject of her taking less hours and spending more time at home with me, but that went in one ear and easily out the other. She would always say something along the lines of:
“These numbers won’t simply calculate themselves”
“A business isn't run efficiently without it’s CEO.”
She always made sure to remind that she brought home the money, what with me only having ever published one book. It was eviden