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Killing is fun... *Smile*
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20 / F / Hell Hole
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Posted 7/28/11
He is under your chair
Posted 7/28/11
..there is an art to the kill..'smiles'.....
Posted 7/28/11 , edited 7/28/11
you trip and fell into a puddle and drowned
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F / Under a Tree Drea...
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I sent a twisted demon after you and he cuts your wrist and take the blood from it, writing the word dead on your forehead. He take my dagger stab it in your chest and you stagger to the wall and try to take the dagger out. He then takes a gun out and shot you in both your feet and you howl in pain, falling to the ground. Then he eats your intestines and drink you dry of blood
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21 / F / CT
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Posted 7/28/11
i will lock you into a gas chamber and have some fun
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25 / M / Texas, USA
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Posted 7/28/11
I cut your arms and legs off, and then stuff a leg down your throat. Have fun choking on your own leg! >:D
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F / Under a Tree Drea...
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A hobo kidnaps and rapes you. Then gags you, chokes you to death and leaves you to rot
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29 / M / the land of wincest
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Posted 7/28/11
sounds like a good time to me.

I drop you off a cliff in the middle of the deseert into a tub of pudding with your hands bound. the impact breaks both of your legs in several places. and to top it of the tub is just so that you end up almost standing straight up in it with your face about two inches from reaching the pudding. I then parachute down there and put one of those dog collars the vets use so dogs don't lick their stitches. you are never able to reach the pudding no matter how hard you try. You die of starvation with only you and the sweet smell of pudding.
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F / Under a Tree Drea...
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Posted 7/30/11
I can actually think of a way to eat the pudding...

You're sleeping peacefully, have the best dream in your ENTIRE life and the whole day was perfect, you got ask out/purposed to the person of your dreams, you got the thing you've always wanted, you met your favorite celebrity, your worst enemy didn't bother you, you and your best friend did a bunch of crazy things together, you go no homework, hardly worked at all today, but then you wake up from your glorious dream as it ended to only find (insert your most hated celebrity here) stand over you with a knife in their hand and stabs you in the chest seventeen times, then shoots you in the head. After that, they slit your head off and took the brain out and put it in a jar of water
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Posted 7/30/11
You sniffed my fart and choked to death.
Posted 9/2/11 , edited 9/2/11
Aghh that is horrible....

Knock you out
Tattoo your body full of USA stuff (eagle, flag, etc.)
Strap you down to a chair and warp your mind so you can only say "USA, USA, USA!" and "MY DICK IS BIGGER THAN ALL YOU BITCHEZ"
Super glue the US flag on both your hands
Fly over the heart of N. Korea and superkick you out of the plane at a reasonable height so you don't die from the fall
Posted 9/3/11
sucks all the blood out of your body* muahah
Posted 9/3/11
^ suck me all u want babe.

Bear hug u to death.
Posted 9/3/11 , edited 9/3/11
I am carrying a hammer that is about 3 inches wide (circum.) on my left hand; the right hand, a video camera. You are walking down the streets in broad daylight to see that I am holding the hammer and pointing the camera at you. I am weeping. You ask me if I am crying. I tell you that I am not crying, I am just getting ready to record the scene because of its extravagant enchantment. You ask me if I can show it to you afterwards. I look at you and say nothing. You then shrug at me with a smile. Within a split second, your smile smears. *click* the play button begins to unravel its true feelings. You ask me why I am just starting to record. I ignore with great love, and ask you, "would you like to play the leading role". You answer with honor, redemption, and pride. I humiliate you within a cynical grin. Directing, telling you to smile big in front of my camera first. You followed every word. The most beautiful smile that has ever been encountered brights lightly across the vivid sunlight, piercing right through the camera's eyes to mine. A smile, you give me with pleasure. Giving me the pleasure to have more motivation in abolishing. Films rolling endlessly, yet you still smile. Then, one twitch errupt with blood scorching into the horizon. Onto the surface of Earth, you suffocate. I watch you gasping for air. The pointing side of the hammer on your chest. Countlessly, I jab them in once and awhile. Using my left hand was worthwhile because I am not a lefty. With my left doing the killing, it lasts longer, the killing that is. I grin at every move you choke, I grin at every elevation you drop, I grin at every run I score. Suddenly, you stopped. You no longer choked, moved, dropped, and I stopped scoring. It was a homerun. I leave your body out with the misty blood atmosphere. I record your last and perminant stance. I watch it all happen again with every synistered twist of teeth showing. Your bill of being the leading role is my longing lingering, penetrating through each and every joint.

Wow, I love killing. It's so fun!

Posted 9/3/11
Wow Plain, I can't top that.

Going to borrow from Peter to pay Paul, then: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9VDvgL58h_Y
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