I've found a new, relaxing hobby. There's something poignant about slaying and then documenting these virtual girls. Just look at their faces.
This was my first girl. I saw her in the backseat of a passing car. I was captivated, and immediately rammed her vehicle to the side of the street. I dispatched the driver and second passenger (perhaps her boyfriend and brother?) and entered the vehicle, hoping she would not escape before I took the car back to my garage. She would stay with me.
Unfortunately, she wasn't too keen with this idea and jumped out of the vehicle as soon as we exceeded about 40 miles per hour. I immediately exited the moving vehicle as well. There was no time to park. She had already gotten up and was running down the street. I had to hurry if I wanted to keep up with her.
In my haste, however, I forgot I was wielding a large knife. Frightened onlookers watched as I chased my trophy down the boulevard, and somebody must have called the police. With sirens ringing in the distance, I knew the two of us would not be returning to my garage together.
I was desperate. I needed to find a way to preserve her memory, but it seemed obvious that asking for a picture with her now was quite out of the question. So, trailing mere feet behind her, I plunged the knife into her back. I saw how her body went limp, collapsing to the ground without so much as a whimper of pain. My blade must have hit her vertebral column. At least it was quick.
With the police closing in and little time to lose, I took this picture, forever sealing her in my memory. I then ducked into a nearby alleyway and made my escape.
I studied the picture for quite some time. I saw her hand. A ring. It must not have been meant to be, after all.
But there was something this picture that kept me staring. It was mesmerizing, to be sure, but even she eventually bore me. I had to find others.
I'll post some of the pictures with the accompanying stories. I'll probably just do my favorites.
This one happens to be one of those.
This woman, who I've come to calling Sara, met me near the Venice Boardwalk. What she was doing there alone, at night, is unbeknownst to me. It was strange. She clearly knew why I was chasing her, but she didn't run as fast as the other girls. And just before I struck, she turned around and looked me directly in the eyes. It was if she welcomed the knife at her neck. You can see where the killing blow was in the picture.
I am strangely aroused and interested. I hope this goes on for a while.
Messed up the number on the last one. Last one is >7/24.
>become fixated on grill in vidya
>masturbate to corpse
>see identical grills everywhere
>an hero via police
>tfw only a three star wanted level
This was the first woman I shot. Her name was Victoria. I followed her as she went for a walk through her neighborhood in the Hills. I made my move when nobody else was around.
This was Angie. I think was a nurse at the hospital. She left late, at 3 or 4 in the morning, and I shot her in the parking lot.
i dont want to be interested in whats going on here.
but i am.
Emily, oh, Emily. She was my most passionate lover yet, if you could call them that. She fought, resisted. Hard. I had to get violent, which I don't like to do. It ruins the complexion. But something about this look suits her.
This was Nadia. I believe she was a friend of Emily's who began snooping around after Emily's incident. I guess she thought she was some sort of investigator. You know how those tumblr types are. Needless to say, she didn't put up nearly as much of a fight as Emily. But she was still enjoyable, and as you can tell, I got a little violent anyway. That look must have been growing on me by this point.
im really glad that every time i do something that makes me feel like a sociopath, theres always someone else to 1-up me and make me feel better.
I missed Emily quite a bit by this point. No other girl had even come close to satisfying me in the way she had. I began to search for girls who looked similar to her. I don't recall this one's name, but she screamed for someone named Andy when I cut through the bone.
Sorry for going so slow. I'm on a really shitty VPN because college internet.
Eventually, I realized that this woman wasn't Emily, no matter how much I wished it to be true. I got a bit angry.
i like this. I like to masturbate during the killing also.
I didn't touch my camera for a while after the Emily look-a-alike. It was too depressing. What was the point, after all, if nobody else could even come close? I didn't know what to do.
And then I saw her.
Louisa Rae Ambrogino, so said her driver's license.
She was fierce, and was the first woman to actually cut me back. With my own knife! Not even Emily had managed that.
Alas, her efforts were in vain, however much appreciated they were. That old rush had come back to me, and I felt renewed. I realized that there would always be someone better, no matter how bleak things may seem. I greatly anticipate meeting the woman who will top Louisa.
More Louisa. God, if only my phone could take video. You guys would be in for a treat.
Missed this one earlier. Some chick named Lauren. She screamed at me about the kids she had at home, or something. I couldn't really understand her. I don't know why they insist on talking while gargling their own blood. They sound like fucking morlocks.
OP here. Sorry to break immersion.
This was strange for me, but oddly entertaining too. I don't usually do stuff like this, but I think I'll continue since it seems like some people like it a whole lot. I doubt I'll do a blog or anything like that, but be on the lookout for more threads in the future.
>inb4 nigger genes are to blame for all senseless murder around the world
I feel like I'm reading some killers diary after finding some stache he left for investigators somewhere, Se7en style.
Creepy OP, if you actually enjoy this, but cool!
You should totally like come up with a creepy serial killer persona, and like, post updates on the exploits, and like maybe if certain friends or people are catching on and shit......... I literally just watched Zodiac and Se7ev, bear with me here lol
I'm studying Visual Media Studies. It's kind of a bullshit degree, but I need something besides my brother to break into the film industry. He's a well-established cinematographer in LA, so I've got strong connections already, but a bachelor's degree doesn't hurt. I want to make movies.
Also, I doubt I'll post videos of this stuff, but I definitely want to keep doing it. This was fun. I really appreciate the fact that people liked this, I just kind of posted it on here because I was bored. I felt a little crazy doing it, tbh.
Nigger. Of course. Deranged as fuck nigger.
Oh well. If this game satisfies your natural nigger urges to rape and kill then more power to you. At least it keeps your savagery digital.
yes, i think it's best you keep this type of creativity to yourself, yes? don't share with anyone, at all, well, with your bros perhaps, but other than your bros, no.
you're not very bright, are you?