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Age: 54
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Country: United States
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12/04/2016
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Cannibal Necrophile
(Pretty self explanatory here, and I really didn't exaggerate too much about Jeffrey Dahmer at all.)
Serial cannibal, man obsessed, Hunting humans, quite distressed. Drug the victim, no escape, Time to suffer, horrible fate. Strangled until he is dead. Oral sex with his severed head. Rape the buttocks, cum again, Penis throbs as it slides in. Cut the corpse, sawed apart, Cook the liver, boil his heart. Place remains inside the oven, Feast on carcass, morbid glutton. Necrophile, psycho butcher, Sex with victims, deranged killer.
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12/01/2016
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Inhuman Slaughter and Atrocity, Capture and Brutal Punishment
(Based on the Scottish legend of Sawney Bean and his murderous family of inbred cannibals, and it's always so much fun to really let myself go like that!)
Inhuman Slaughter and Atrocity
Family of inbred cannibals, led by a diabolical fiend, Preys on lone travelers and small groups of people, Ambushing them at night, butchering helpless victims. Hacking human beings to pieces, dismembered bodies cannibalized! Eaten with gluttonous delight, private parts chewed and swallowed. Many hundreds meet their doom, slaughtered without remorse. Putrid stench of rotting corpses, infested with maggots and worms. Chopped up into delicious meals, greedily consumed by the murderous clan! Forced abortions on pregnant women, infants ripped from gutted wombs. Devoured alive, tender flesh of babies satisfies barbaric hunger!
Capture and Brutal Punishment
Location undiscovered for many years due to remoteness of region, Allows insane family of killers to continue on with appalling murders. Finally caught committing unspeakable horrors and captured at last. Women and children burned alive as punishment for their guilt. Screaming in agony, roasted over fires while flesh melts from bone! Ashes scattered to the winds, forever forgotten in time. Testicles and genitals of men chopped off, hands and feet severed. Left to bleed to death as justice is given unto these heinous savages! Body parts cut up and left for scavengers to feed upon at night. A violent retribution, these human maniacs shall kill no more!
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12/01/2016
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Depravity
(Based on the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre, and I really had a lot of fun writing this one!)
Cannibal family lying in wait, ambushing more teenage victims. Chainsaw ripping through flesh, slicing skin from bones. Bodies dangle from meat hooks, gutted and disemboweled! Intestines spill outward, blood smearing sadistic maniacs. Crazed killers hacking up innocent people for barbecue! Human butchers gorge, feasting on tenderized cooked flesh. One survivor, a young woman who avoids the slaughter. Fortunate to be alive as her friends are savagely massacred. Escaping just in time while the rest become food to be devoured. Greedily consumed by clan of deranged redneck lunatics!
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12/01/2016
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Human Misery
(Inspired by the Krakatoa volcanic explosion of 1883.)
Fire rains death upon mankind, an inferno of cataclysmic destruction which leaves few people in the surrounding areas alive. Already suffocating under intense heat, falling ashes from the erupting volcano burns people alive as they flee in vain. Melting flesh drips from bones, lava flow engulfing many who are either dead or unfortunately still living. Nothing is left except charred remnants of villages tragically swept away by either molten lava or towering tsunamis, nature inflicting extreme cruelty upon men, women, and children as generations of families are completely annihilated, a most tragic and unimaginable demise claiming many thousands of unsuspecting victims, the majority of which shall never be remembered again as this horrific event at last ceases for the time being, only for a second volcano to eventually take the first one's place.
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12/01/2016
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Night Terror, A Summoned Entity
(Based on a nightmare of mine, which is sort of like Asian horror meet H.P. Lovecraft, although written with far less skill than the actual master himself. I was not in the nightmare, but rather a young Asian woman instead. It's my feeble dedication to my favorite movie genre and favorite horror writer.)
Sleep paralysis, a terrifying journey into the darkest recesses of the human mind. I feel as if these horrid events are getting increasingly worse by the passing of time, all the more so due to my absolute dread at the very thought of falling asleep. I, Ayano Matsuki, told no one of this condition, and merely hoped that these unnerving problems would eventually cease. Night after night it was the same however, and each morning I awakened feeling weaker and more dead than alive. Doctors could do nothing and no one would believe anything I said about the situation anyway. The drugs they prescribed were useless, since by supposedly helping me to sleep better, it only worsened my already pathetic state of mind. My parents tried their best to help by giving me an old picture of Ryoko, my late grandmother, to hang in the room in which I slept. This seemed to help matters at first, and for several days afterward I was able to more or less sleep peacefully. The strange thing was that I never looked directly at her picture, for reasons which could not be explained or understood. The presence of this seemingly wholesome and loving woman should have set my mind at ease, but in fact just the opposite was occurring. I could not bear to glance upon that smiling expression which looked down on me always, for fear of going mad over something I suspected had already happened. The fact that she bore a more than passing resemblance to some ancient and malignant ancestor who haunted my nightmares, was more than my already fragile nerves could handle or cope with. It seemed to know when everyone else was away from the house, and knew that nothing could prevent her from striking now that the right moment had arrived. Finally, overcome with fear and forced against my will to look upon that terrible picture, I knew at last what true horror and madness was! The sudden screams which emerged from my throat was cut off by the appearance of that unimaginable terror, and knew that death had arrived in the form of something much too terrifying for words to ever describe!
Emerging from the shadows, a hideous entity slowly creeps closer, standing over me as she smiles before pressing her entire weight upon me. The pressure on my chest is nearly too much to bear. I feel as though every last breath is being squeezed from my body while being paralyzed with fear. Unable to move and powerless to resist, I am overcome with horror as she smiles and whispers softly, letting me be assured of her complete possession of my entire body. Trying to scream, all that emerges is a short gasp of air as I slowly suffocate as the nightmare becomes reality. My parents found me that morning, with a frightened look of horror on my face, as if trying to utter a scream which never came. Everything would be explained away as an unfortunate overreaction to those drugs, which lately had been consumed in far too many quantities, and family and friends would surely mourn my death. And when my little sister Miyako eventually moved into that room, everyone but her failed to notice that picture had suddenly taken a change of appearance, and looked more and more like myself with each passing day!
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12/01/2016
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Aoyama's Violent Eradication!
(Alternative version of Asami's revenge upon Aoyama, which never happened in the movie but was still fun to write. A continuation of my beloved character's further descent into insanity and violence, so please enjoy!)
As Aoyama was mourning the death of Asami, he could not help but place the guilt upon himself. If not for his delusion of a false audition, she would still be alive and his body would have remained in one piece. As he was thinking these thoughts, there was a soft voice that seemed to whisper directly behind him. He turned to confront the intruder, but no one was there. Panic set in, as Aoyama felt a cold hand upon his shoulder. Nervously turning, he looked with horror upon the yurei that was once his beloved Asami. She was smiling with an evil glare that seemed to scream at him from behind her eyes. Still crippled with the injury she inflicted on him while she was alive, he hobbled in vain to escape the avenging banshee who now began screaming the infamous words, "Kiri Kiri Kiri Kiri Kiri!!!" She caught him at the top of the steps, in the same position she was in before she fell to her death. Smiling, she lifted Aoyama upwards and began strangling him, before violently throwing him down the same steps she had so tragically fallen. Slowly she began descending the stairs, until she was standing over the broken body of Aoyama. Taking her garrote wire, she at last finally finished the task of sawing off his left foot! Slowly and methodically, the wire severed flesh from bone, until she flung the mangled foot aside. Moving to his hands, she also gleefully sawed them off, laughing insanely the whole while as he cried out in agony! Asami smiled sadistically as she continued slicing through flesh and bone, using her beloved garrote wire to cruelly teach Aoyama a most painful yet also valuable lesson, thus proving to him that he should have never cared for another besides herself! Love only her and no one else she said, but his eventual betrayal caused something inside this beautiful young woman to finally snap, no doubt resulting in horrific torture as blood gushed forth from severed body parts. To silence the screams, she inserted pliers inside his mouth and viciously twisted and turned them, forcefully ripping out the tongue and literally making Aoyama choke to death on his own blood! Finally, seeing the end was close at hand, she stood proudly over Aoyama's dying body. The last image he ever saw was Asami softly speaking the words, "I love you", in a sarcastic and hateful tone. His death had at last brought her the retribution she has sought for so long.
An orgasmic bliss of sensual ecstasy overcame Asami right then and there, as she continued to dismember the already mutilated corpse of Aoyama, until only bloodied stumps remained while she bathed in the gore of yet another slaughtered victim!
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12/01/2016
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The Death of Rachel and Aidan!
(Somewhat influenced by "The Ring", but I mostly just made this all up from scratch, featuring none other than Samara Morgan herself!)
"They thought I was still trapped inside that terrible well, but little did they know I was set free months ago. The time for waiting is now over because this is what I have been planning to do for years!"
Rachel turns on the television then sits down next to her son Aidan, while they both enjoy some family time together, relaxing on the couch like they usually did during weekend evenings. They watch in utter disbelief as the screen suddenly begins to turn black, then static appears as she tries to change channels. It continues even after she unplugs the television before once more sitting back down, while at the same time her thoughts wander back to certain events that happened to other.... rather unfortunate people who were in similar situations as this. She however, refuses to believe it could be me but yet this troubled woman is powerless to move right now. Aidan is also terrified and they both begin to scream as my ghastly form slowly manifests itself across the screen! Without more than a few moments of hesitation, I crawl through the television then stand up to look them both in the eyes. Suddenly I lunge at them with great speed and quickly overpower both Rachel and Aidan, knocking her off the couch in the process while he remains completely still, no doubt frozen in fear. I then violently grab Aidan's neck before viciously snapping it, easily breaking his bones while instantly killing him in the process! Then all of my undivided attention now turns to none other than Rachel, as she frantically crawls away from me in vain. I waste no time in grabbing her by the hair before more than once throwing this pathetic individual against the wall, then I slowly strangle the life from her before she can speak or even so much as cry out for help. As the final breath exits her dying body I say out loud, "You're not my fucking mommy bitch!"
I then throw her now limp corpse to the floor before crawling back through the television, departing with my long awaited revenge finally complete. My tortured spirit can at last rest in relative peace, because Rachel and Aidan have perished horribly after enjoying their last day alive together!
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12/01/2016
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Tae-yeon Mentally Torments Mi-ju
(Heavily influenced by the Asian horror movie "Cello". However I did things differently from what happened in that particular film.)
Part One: This is only the beginning.
"Mi-ju, aren't you getting a bit nervous right now? That horrid dream I bestowed upon you is just an indication of what is to come. How does it truly feel, knowing that I have total and complete control of the lives of every single person you've known, or will ever know for that matter? The unholy power is within me to destroy all which was once sacred and loved. These things will soon be manifested in the worst imaginable way, and as you crawl on your hands and knees whilst begging for mercy and forgiveness, realize that none shall be forthcoming. Remember this as I take away everything while at the same time, leaving you a completely broken and hopelessly beaten woman!"  Part Two: Are you happy? You should be.
"What's the matter Mi-ju? Where have all your beautiful family gone? Please by all means, do look around, and see the mutilated and disfigured bodies of everyone, including Jun-ki, Kyeong-ran, Yoon-jin, Yoon-hye, and finally Ji-sook. They are dead and I can now laugh at your most unpleasant misfortune. All you had to do was save me! The letting go of my hand, brought about this curse which has claimed the lives of your precious loved ones. Now there is only one thing left to do. Stab yourself in the chest, and end your miserable life! Death has claimed Mi-ju and I am at last pleased."
"Waking up from this dream again Mi-ju? Isn't is a horrifying thought to know that I can make you suffer these wretched nightmares without end? Come on Mi-ju, open up the birthday gift which Kyeong-ran has given you. There's something inscribed inside a little note. Please read it."
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12/01/2016
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Greetings from Innsmouth
(She's from the H.P. Lovecraft story, "The Thing on the Doorstep" and I can imagine her speaking in this manner if she was having a rather enjoyable day.)
Asenath rarely ever smiled but this time was an exception, due to her somewhat positive frame of mind which manifested itself while speaking to no one person in particular, although whosoever might be listening would take heed because even as she spoke, there was a darkness inside of her that humanity in general should never take lightly no matter what.
"Welcome to my most cherished and permanent home. Some may call it creepy, foreboding, even somewhat depressing as well, but to me Innsmouth is truly a very beautiful place, because I do indeed take great pride in residing here, and if every now and then, an outsider who does not share the same view about this lovely city as myself mysteriously disappears whilst visiting Innsmouth, then one should not spend much time contemplating the fate of such individuals. Certain sacrifices occasionally must be made to the Deep Ones, but rest assured that it's for the preservation of the entire human race, so enjoy your stay here and I, Asenath Waite, shall be your personal tour guide as we enjoy the splendor of my beloved hometown!"
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12/01/2016
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Aoyama's Demise
 (Influenced by the Asian horror movie "Audition", and also a tribute to one of my favorite characters ever, so please enjoy this and thanks for reading it my friends!)
Asami's Inner Turmoil:
"I've fully accepted that only through wretched suffering can one be cleansed of deceitful emotions and false promises. There's something quite beautiful about the macabre art of torture, and as I've embraced the excruciating pain while also learning to completely enjoy it as well, I now share this pleasurable yet agonizing feeling with those irredeemable souls who once more cross my path!"
Asami's Cruel Deception:
The ghost of Asami Yamazaki haunted the tormented man who had so deeply betrayed her trust while also toying with her fragile emotions as well. She gave him the most sorrowful of dreams and he often awoke to the sound of her mournful voice calling out to him in despair. No longer could he focus on daily and seemingly mundane activities, for the painful memory of what happened that dreadful day had taken a devastating toll upon his sanity. Though partly crippled by Asami's violent actions before she died, he somehow understood what drove her to such desperate resorts. Despite greatly admiring his son for defending himself from almost certain death, Aoyama still felt extreme guilt and sadness for Asami's unfortunate demise. Over time his appetite all but vanished, as the very noticeable weight loss reduced him to merely little more than a skeleton. Constantly he fantasized about this beautiful Asian woman who no longer existed in the living world of humans, until at last he saw, or at least imagined seeing her ghostly form hovering above those steps which she had so tragically fallen from, and using a walking cane he slowly hobbled over to where she now stood. Bringing himself fully upright, Aoyama suddenly heard a voice behind him then turned to see Asami standing only a few feet away. She was crying, beckoning him to join her in the afterlife. Her weeping was too much to bear, and finally he moved closer until the avenging entity's outstretched arms brought him forever into the eternal abyss of darkness with her!
The next morning his son found Aoyama's dead body at the bottom of the stairs, no doubt exactly where Asami's life expired all those months ago, but the expression of sheer terror on the older man's face told the true story of her wicked and deceptive ways, as if Aoyama realized too late that Asami had indeed fulfilled a certain promise made much earlier, by telling him to never leave her side no matter what! The deceased man's broken neck was the very same fatal injury which she herself suffered before dying, but only Asami would decide whether or not his son lived or perished, although chances were she'd keep him alive for as long as possible, slowly driving him insane until forcing him to take his final breath.
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