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Posted 16 years agoTill ive been on FA for a year :D
Yay another music meme
Posted 16 years ago=Rules=
* Choose a singer/band/group.
* Answer using ONLY titles of songs by that singer/band/group.
* Tag 2 more people (let them know they've been tagged)
I choose music by Static-X
Are you male or female?
Just In Case (Part of the song says "I'm a man sinking deep in the ocean)
Describe yourself!
Bled For Days
What do people feel when they're around you?
Cuts You Up
Describe your current relationship.
Tera-Fied
Where would you like to be now?
Shadow Zone or Wisconsin Death Trip
How do you feel about love?
So
What's your life like?
Stem
What would you ask for if you only had one wish?
Destroy All >:D
Say something wise.
I Want To Fucking Break It
Mental Dissorder meme
Posted 16 years ago[x] You have screamed at an inanimate object for “hurting” you.
[x] You have ran into a glass/screen door.
[x] You have jumped out of a moving vehicle.
[x] You have thought of something funny and laughed, and then people gave you weird looks.
[x] You have run into a tree/bush.
[x] You have been called a blond.
TOTAL: 6
[x] You know that it IS possible to lick your elbow.
[x] You just tried to lick your elbow.
[x] You never knew that the Alphabet and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star had the same melody.
[x] You just sang them to make sure.
[x] You have tripped on your own feet and fallen.
[x] You have choked on your own spit.
TOTAL: 12
[ ] You have seen the Matrix and still don’t get it.
[x] You type with three fingers or less.
[x] You have accidentally caught something on fire.
[x] You tried to drink out of a straw, but it went into your nose.
[x] You have caught yourself drooling. (WHILE FALLING TO SLEEP lol)
TOTAL: 16
[x] You have fallen asleep in class.
[x] Sometimes you just stop thinking.
[x] Sometimes when you are telling a story you forget what you are talking about.
[x] People often shake their heads and walk away from you.
[x] You are often told to use your ‘inside voice’.
TOTAL: 21
[x] You use your fingers to do simple math.
[x] You have eaten a bug accidentally.
[x] You are taking this test when you should be doing something more important.
[x] You have put your clothes on backwards or inside out, and didn’t realize it.
[x] You’ve looked all over for something and realized it was in your hand/pocket the whole time.
TOTAL: 26
[ ] You have posted bulletins because you are scared that what they say will happen if you don't. (wat?)
[x] You break a lot of things.
[x] You tilt your head when you’re confused.
[x] You have fallen out of your chair before.
[x] When you’re lying in bed, you try to find pictures in the texture on the ceiling.
[x] The word “um” is used frequently. (more like "uh")
[x] You don’t know what “um” means.
[x] You say “what” and “huh” a lot.
[ ] You plan to use a calculator to multiply your score for this bulletin.
TOTAL: 33
[x] You have ran into a glass/screen door.
[x] You have jumped out of a moving vehicle.
[x] You have thought of something funny and laughed, and then people gave you weird looks.
[x] You have run into a tree/bush.
[x] You have been called a blond.
TOTAL: 6
[x] You know that it IS possible to lick your elbow.
[x] You just tried to lick your elbow.
[x] You never knew that the Alphabet and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star had the same melody.
[x] You just sang them to make sure.
[x] You have tripped on your own feet and fallen.
[x] You have choked on your own spit.
TOTAL: 12
[ ] You have seen the Matrix and still don’t get it.
[x] You type with three fingers or less.
[x] You have accidentally caught something on fire.
[x] You tried to drink out of a straw, but it went into your nose.
[x] You have caught yourself drooling. (WHILE FALLING TO SLEEP lol)
TOTAL: 16
[x] You have fallen asleep in class.
[x] Sometimes you just stop thinking.
[x] Sometimes when you are telling a story you forget what you are talking about.
[x] People often shake their heads and walk away from you.
[x] You are often told to use your ‘inside voice’.
TOTAL: 21
[x] You use your fingers to do simple math.
[x] You have eaten a bug accidentally.
[x] You are taking this test when you should be doing something more important.
[x] You have put your clothes on backwards or inside out, and didn’t realize it.
[x] You’ve looked all over for something and realized it was in your hand/pocket the whole time.
TOTAL: 26
[ ] You have posted bulletins because you are scared that what they say will happen if you don't. (wat?)
[x] You break a lot of things.
[x] You tilt your head when you’re confused.
[x] You have fallen out of your chair before.
[x] When you’re lying in bed, you try to find pictures in the texture on the ceiling.
[x] The word “um” is used frequently. (more like "uh")
[x] You don’t know what “um” means.
[x] You say “what” and “huh” a lot.
[ ] You plan to use a calculator to multiply your score for this bulletin.
TOTAL: 33
Second Life Emerald. I LOVE YOU.
Posted 16 years agoEveryone should know the newest addition LOL BRILLIANT
Character Interviews.
Posted 16 years agoAsk any of my characters questions!
Current Characters:
Vulffen
Vulffen's Demonic Form
Zhanna
Ask away :D
In other stuff. Ill get to working on the 7th chapter of The Demon Side tomorrow.
Current Characters:
Vulffen
Vulffen's Demonic Form
Zhanna
Ask away :D
In other stuff. Ill get to working on the 7th chapter of The Demon Side tomorrow.
abit of lyrics
Posted 16 years agoYoure the culprate in the wind
Cut me down.
The lie within the sin.
Shut me out
Out into the cold
I'm really just posting this here to remind me of these lyrics for later
Cut me down.
The lie within the sin.
Shut me out
Out into the cold
I'm really just posting this here to remind me of these lyrics for later
The Demon Side Chapter 6
Posted 16 years ago Nightfall was on its way. The sun was setting and I turned on the warehouse lights. I sat down on the steps, Leaning against the wall as I watched a roach scurry across the floor. It was silent... I felt as if I was completely alone. Depression hit as if all around me had died and withered away. The whole warehouse was just gray and dead. No color, No Emotion, No Life except for the insects and myself.
Silence...
It will make you insane...
I began to hear voices. Not the demons voice. But others... Thousands of others. Realizing they weren't in my head. But, Around the warehouse. I jumped to my feet and looked around slowly. No one was around. Yet the voices continued.
"Hello...?" I said quietly. It went silent. Dead silent, And cold.
I then heard a loud burst of a thousand screams that shattered my eardrums. My heart was beating fast as I stood frozen in fear. I felt the air around me get cold, Very cold. I heard whispers around me. I didn't know what they were saying they were so mixed in.with eachother.
"She Is Coming." The voices said abit before I heard noise at the warehouse door. I ran up the steps to the second floor, Hoping it wasn't anyone investigating the scream.
Once the door opened I heard a woman struggling.
"Bitch, Shut up and quit squirming." I heard a man say.
I looked down from the 2nd floor. Keeping close to the floor so I wouldn't be caught easily. The woman had tape over her mouth, Her hands and legs were tied together, and her clothing was torn. The man was perfectly ok. The woman continued to squirm to get free.
"I am going to beat the fucking shit out of you if you don't fuckign stop moving!" He yelled as he pistol whipped her in the side of the head with a gun he brought with them.. He threw her to the ground and began to tear her clothes off. She screamed as she tried to get free. She was now naked, he began to undo his belt. He was getting ready to rape her.
I turned away. I couldn't look. I couldn't stand to see an innocent woman get raped. I tried bringing my demon side out to help her but for some reason. I couldn't get it out, I couldn't do anything, I was helpless.
I heard her scream louder in dread of what was happening to her. I would take it a that at that time he was raping her. She cried out for help under the tape that covered her mouth.
"Come on cunt. You know you like this just as much as I do." I heard him say over the woman's crying.
I then noticed a large rusted metal rod leaning against the wall in front of me. I carefully inched over to it and grabbed it. Stood up at the railing as I threw it at him. It hit him square in the head. Knocking him out cold. The woman laid there crying. But, Not as much as before. I believe she was abit relieved that I knocked the fucker out. I ran back down the steps and ran over to her. I got the tape off of her mouth.
"Please, Get me out of here" She pleaded.
"I will as quick as I can." I said as I cut the rope that was around her arms and legs.
I took of my jacket and gave it to her. It was a courteous thing to do since I wasn't wearing a shirt under it. She then sat down for a bit, Curling into a ball as she cried.
"Why me? Why did this have to happen to me!? I don't even know where I am. I don't even know that man, Much less what I did to deserve to be raped!" She continued as she cried louder. Regret and disdain in her voice.
I sat next to her and held on to her.
"I'm sure you have done nothing to deserve it. You're safe now. It's over" I told her.
The man stirred a bit, Groaning from the pain in his head. The woman backed up some and curled up more as the man was coming to.
"Oh God, No." She whimpered.
I stood up over the man. His eyes opened and became fixated on me.
"Who the fuck are you!?" He said looking directly at my face.
"Your executioner." I said as I grabbed him by the neck and dragged him over to a girder. I found some chains and chained him to the girder.
"What are you doing" He asked.
I just walked off behind him and grabbed the concrete saw. I primed it a couple times before pulling hard on the cord to activate it. It was a pretty loud tool, And heavy aswell. I walked back in front of the man as he stared me in the eye.
"You wont do it." He yelled over the sound of the concrete saw.
I held it up and squeezed the trigger. And slowly closed in on him. I decided to tease him by slowly and carefully cutting the chains off. Of course I couldn't do it perfectly so it would gash him where the chains were after I cut them off.
He fell to the ground trying to crawl away. I stomped my foot down onto his back as I leaned over.
"Escape wont be necessary buddy!" I shouted.
"Nor are your legs at this point!"
I slowly cut his left leg off. The saw cut through his flesh like butter. Blood splattered everywhere, I opened my mouth to get a taste of his blood as he shouted in pain. Once the saw got to the bone I could hear a shearing sound. Kind of like cutting wood. But, That lasted only a few seconds as I continued to cut through the rest of his leg.
"Please! No More! I'm sorry. Oh God I'm So sorry" He begged and pleaded mercy.
"Well. I don't think sorry is gonna 'cut' it here buddy!" I said as I kicked him over onto his back.
The look on his face brought a smile to mine. Mind you that I wasn't in demon form. I was my normal self.
He tried backing up before I squeezed the saw trigger and cut his foot straight off of his leg. I laughed as he screamed in agony and suffering. I jumped on him. One of my feet at his wrist. Another on his chest. He knew what was coming as he tried punching my leg that was over his chest. I once again fired up the saw and began cutting away at his arm. So slowly so I could hear every bit of the flesh tear away from his arm. The blood covered him and I. I enjoyed it while he screamed, regretting that he even thought of raping that woman.
I let his arm stay on by a little bit of skin as I let off of the trigger.
"So. How bout we lose some of that flesh from your body" I smirked as I laid the saw down. Then digging my claws under the edge of his cut flesh. I slowly began to tear it off.
"Oh God No Please help me! Please. Stop. Stop I'm begging you!" He continued to yell in agony.
I continued slowly tearing his skin off. He struggled a little to much, So I held him down with my hands and continued to tear his flesh with my teeth. This way. I was able to get a better view of the bloody muscles underneath his flesh contract and expand as he tried getting free. I tore it all down his chest and continued tearing the flesh down his stomach. I let go of it letting it hang off of his body.
He was still alive, but barely. His breathing was shallow. He slowly looked up at me.
"Please. End it..." He said weakly.
"I'm going to let you suffer and bleed to death. And I am going to watch it happen" I said keeping an eye on him.
His blood had puddled around him. And it dripped from my body. I watched the life fade from his eyes with a sick, dark grin.
No life shown from his body after thirty seconds. I got the urge to kill more. To torture, Mutilate, And destroy.... I then turned to the woman with a crazed look in my eye. Shocked already she looked right into my eyes. She went pale, She could tell what was going to happen.
I walked towards her as the man's blood dripped from my hands and body. I grabbed the gun the man had brought in. I pointed it straight at her. She backed up quickly into the wall.
"By the way, When I said you were 'safe'. I was lying" I said. Of course at the time I wasn't lying. But, I changed my mind.
I pointed down between her legs and fired a bullet into her vagina. I seen blood splatter out of her lower back and from her vagina onto the floor. She screamed in pain. I fired another shot into her shoulder. More blood splattering against the wall. She continued to scream.Tears rolled down her face. She was in complete suffering. I smiled as I pulled the trigger one more time. Just getting a click out of the gun. I threw it down getting another idea.
I grabbed a long corded drill and found a medium sized drill bit. I plugged it in and made sure it worked I turned around and walked back towards her. She was crying aloud.
"What are you going to do to me!" She cried, begging to know.
I put my hand under her chin. Held the drill pointing at her in front of her face.
"Well. You see. There are pain centers in your brain. And I plan to drill into them with this here drill" I said with a smirk.
"No, No Please No! I'll do anything. Please let me live!" She pleaded.
"I don't think so" I said as I pulled the trigger on the drill. Closing it in closer to her face.
"Right... Between... The eyes" I said as I began to slowly drill into that exact spot.
Her eyes went wide open as the drill inched slowly into her skull. Reaching her brain.
I pulled it out as soon as it hit the brain. She twitched, her eyes were still wide open and her jaw hung down, I checked her pulse. She was still alive. I must have hit the wrong spot. Causing hideous psychological effects.
"Oops! Eh. I'll leave her there and see how long she lives before she bleeds to death.." I said to myself, Laughing.
I grabbed her body and dragged it over. Laying her ontop of the mans corpse. It had been awhile since I had enjoyed myself like that. I forgot I gave her my jacket and pulled it off of her, It was drenched in blood. But I put it on anyway. I sat down and stared at their bodies for the rest of the night. Watching flies gather around before falling sound asleep.
End of Chapter 6...
Silence...
It will make you insane...
I began to hear voices. Not the demons voice. But others... Thousands of others. Realizing they weren't in my head. But, Around the warehouse. I jumped to my feet and looked around slowly. No one was around. Yet the voices continued.
"Hello...?" I said quietly. It went silent. Dead silent, And cold.
I then heard a loud burst of a thousand screams that shattered my eardrums. My heart was beating fast as I stood frozen in fear. I felt the air around me get cold, Very cold. I heard whispers around me. I didn't know what they were saying they were so mixed in.with eachother.
"She Is Coming." The voices said abit before I heard noise at the warehouse door. I ran up the steps to the second floor, Hoping it wasn't anyone investigating the scream.
Once the door opened I heard a woman struggling.
"Bitch, Shut up and quit squirming." I heard a man say.
I looked down from the 2nd floor. Keeping close to the floor so I wouldn't be caught easily. The woman had tape over her mouth, Her hands and legs were tied together, and her clothing was torn. The man was perfectly ok. The woman continued to squirm to get free.
"I am going to beat the fucking shit out of you if you don't fuckign stop moving!" He yelled as he pistol whipped her in the side of the head with a gun he brought with them.. He threw her to the ground and began to tear her clothes off. She screamed as she tried to get free. She was now naked, he began to undo his belt. He was getting ready to rape her.
I turned away. I couldn't look. I couldn't stand to see an innocent woman get raped. I tried bringing my demon side out to help her but for some reason. I couldn't get it out, I couldn't do anything, I was helpless.
I heard her scream louder in dread of what was happening to her. I would take it a that at that time he was raping her. She cried out for help under the tape that covered her mouth.
"Come on cunt. You know you like this just as much as I do." I heard him say over the woman's crying.
I then noticed a large rusted metal rod leaning against the wall in front of me. I carefully inched over to it and grabbed it. Stood up at the railing as I threw it at him. It hit him square in the head. Knocking him out cold. The woman laid there crying. But, Not as much as before. I believe she was abit relieved that I knocked the fucker out. I ran back down the steps and ran over to her. I got the tape off of her mouth.
"Please, Get me out of here" She pleaded.
"I will as quick as I can." I said as I cut the rope that was around her arms and legs.
I took of my jacket and gave it to her. It was a courteous thing to do since I wasn't wearing a shirt under it. She then sat down for a bit, Curling into a ball as she cried.
"Why me? Why did this have to happen to me!? I don't even know where I am. I don't even know that man, Much less what I did to deserve to be raped!" She continued as she cried louder. Regret and disdain in her voice.
I sat next to her and held on to her.
"I'm sure you have done nothing to deserve it. You're safe now. It's over" I told her.
The man stirred a bit, Groaning from the pain in his head. The woman backed up some and curled up more as the man was coming to.
"Oh God, No." She whimpered.
I stood up over the man. His eyes opened and became fixated on me.
"Who the fuck are you!?" He said looking directly at my face.
"Your executioner." I said as I grabbed him by the neck and dragged him over to a girder. I found some chains and chained him to the girder.
"What are you doing" He asked.
I just walked off behind him and grabbed the concrete saw. I primed it a couple times before pulling hard on the cord to activate it. It was a pretty loud tool, And heavy aswell. I walked back in front of the man as he stared me in the eye.
"You wont do it." He yelled over the sound of the concrete saw.
I held it up and squeezed the trigger. And slowly closed in on him. I decided to tease him by slowly and carefully cutting the chains off. Of course I couldn't do it perfectly so it would gash him where the chains were after I cut them off.
He fell to the ground trying to crawl away. I stomped my foot down onto his back as I leaned over.
"Escape wont be necessary buddy!" I shouted.
"Nor are your legs at this point!"
I slowly cut his left leg off. The saw cut through his flesh like butter. Blood splattered everywhere, I opened my mouth to get a taste of his blood as he shouted in pain. Once the saw got to the bone I could hear a shearing sound. Kind of like cutting wood. But, That lasted only a few seconds as I continued to cut through the rest of his leg.
"Please! No More! I'm sorry. Oh God I'm So sorry" He begged and pleaded mercy.
"Well. I don't think sorry is gonna 'cut' it here buddy!" I said as I kicked him over onto his back.
The look on his face brought a smile to mine. Mind you that I wasn't in demon form. I was my normal self.
He tried backing up before I squeezed the saw trigger and cut his foot straight off of his leg. I laughed as he screamed in agony and suffering. I jumped on him. One of my feet at his wrist. Another on his chest. He knew what was coming as he tried punching my leg that was over his chest. I once again fired up the saw and began cutting away at his arm. So slowly so I could hear every bit of the flesh tear away from his arm. The blood covered him and I. I enjoyed it while he screamed, regretting that he even thought of raping that woman.
I let his arm stay on by a little bit of skin as I let off of the trigger.
"So. How bout we lose some of that flesh from your body" I smirked as I laid the saw down. Then digging my claws under the edge of his cut flesh. I slowly began to tear it off.
"Oh God No Please help me! Please. Stop. Stop I'm begging you!" He continued to yell in agony.
I continued slowly tearing his skin off. He struggled a little to much, So I held him down with my hands and continued to tear his flesh with my teeth. This way. I was able to get a better view of the bloody muscles underneath his flesh contract and expand as he tried getting free. I tore it all down his chest and continued tearing the flesh down his stomach. I let go of it letting it hang off of his body.
He was still alive, but barely. His breathing was shallow. He slowly looked up at me.
"Please. End it..." He said weakly.
"I'm going to let you suffer and bleed to death. And I am going to watch it happen" I said keeping an eye on him.
His blood had puddled around him. And it dripped from my body. I watched the life fade from his eyes with a sick, dark grin.
No life shown from his body after thirty seconds. I got the urge to kill more. To torture, Mutilate, And destroy.... I then turned to the woman with a crazed look in my eye. Shocked already she looked right into my eyes. She went pale, She could tell what was going to happen.
I walked towards her as the man's blood dripped from my hands and body. I grabbed the gun the man had brought in. I pointed it straight at her. She backed up quickly into the wall.
"By the way, When I said you were 'safe'. I was lying" I said. Of course at the time I wasn't lying. But, I changed my mind.
I pointed down between her legs and fired a bullet into her vagina. I seen blood splatter out of her lower back and from her vagina onto the floor. She screamed in pain. I fired another shot into her shoulder. More blood splattering against the wall. She continued to scream.Tears rolled down her face. She was in complete suffering. I smiled as I pulled the trigger one more time. Just getting a click out of the gun. I threw it down getting another idea.
I grabbed a long corded drill and found a medium sized drill bit. I plugged it in and made sure it worked I turned around and walked back towards her. She was crying aloud.
"What are you going to do to me!" She cried, begging to know.
I put my hand under her chin. Held the drill pointing at her in front of her face.
"Well. You see. There are pain centers in your brain. And I plan to drill into them with this here drill" I said with a smirk.
"No, No Please No! I'll do anything. Please let me live!" She pleaded.
"I don't think so" I said as I pulled the trigger on the drill. Closing it in closer to her face.
"Right... Between... The eyes" I said as I began to slowly drill into that exact spot.
Her eyes went wide open as the drill inched slowly into her skull. Reaching her brain.
I pulled it out as soon as it hit the brain. She twitched, her eyes were still wide open and her jaw hung down, I checked her pulse. She was still alive. I must have hit the wrong spot. Causing hideous psychological effects.
"Oops! Eh. I'll leave her there and see how long she lives before she bleeds to death.." I said to myself, Laughing.
I grabbed her body and dragged it over. Laying her ontop of the mans corpse. It had been awhile since I had enjoyed myself like that. I forgot I gave her my jacket and pulled it off of her, It was drenched in blood. But I put it on anyway. I sat down and stared at their bodies for the rest of the night. Watching flies gather around before falling sound asleep.
End of Chapter 6...
Be expecting better quality art!
Posted 16 years agoWell today my dad told me he got a new laptop for the business. so. he's gonna give me the desktop he uses at work. and aswell. the most awesome deal at best buy was given. With any purchase of a computer or laptop. a printer/scanner was 25 bucks. so. I'm gonna have my old comp back. along with a new printer/scanner tomorrow. i cant wait!. I'm gonne be so happy to be able to scan my artwork!!!!!
A Raver's Manifesto
Posted 16 years agoI did not write this. The author is unknown to me. but it must be heard.
A RAVER'S MANIFESTO
(author unknown)
Our emotional state of choice is Ecstasy. Our nourishment of choice is Love. Our addiction of choice is technology. Our religion of choice is music. Our currency of choice is knowledge. Our politics of choice is none. Our society of choice is utopian though we know it will never be.
You may hate us. You may dismiss us. You may misunderstand us. You may be unaware of our existence. We can only hope you do not care to judge us, because we would never judge you. We are not criminals. We are not disillusioned. We are not drug addicts. We are not naive children. We are one massive, global, tribal village that transcends man-made law, physical geography, and time itself. We are The Massive.
One Massive.
We were first drawn by the sound. From far away, the thunderous, muffled, echoing beat was comparable to a mother's heart soothing a child in her womb of concrete, steel, and electrical wiring. We were drawn back into this womb, and there, in the heat, dampness, and darkness of it, we came to accept that we are all the same. We came to accept that we are all equal. Not only to the darkness, and to ourselves, but to the very music slamming into us and passing through our souls: we are all equal.
And somewhere around 35Hz we could feel the hand of God at our backs, pushing us forward, pushing us to push ourselves to strengthen our minds, our bodies, and our spirits. Pushing us to turn to the person beside us to join hands and uplift them by sharing the uncontrollable joy we felt from creating this magical bubble that can, for one evening, protect us from the horrors, atrocities, and pollution of the outside world. It is in that very instant, with these very realizations that each of was truly born. We continue to pack our bodies into clubs, or warehouses, or buildings you've abandoned and left for naught, and we bring life to them for one night. Strong, throbbing, vibrant life in it's purest, most intense, most hedonistic form.
In these makeshift spaces, we seek to shed ourselves of the burden of uncertainty for a future you have been unable to stabilize and secure for us. We seek to relinquish our inhibitions, and free ourselves from the shackles and restraints you've put on us for your own peace of mind.
We seek to re-write the programming that you have tried to indoctrinate us with since the moment we were born. Programming that tells us to hate, that tells us to judge, that tells us to stuff ourselves into the nearest and most convenient pigeon hole possible. Programming that even tells us to climb ladders for you, jump through hoops, and run through mazes and on hamster wheels. Programming that tells us to eat from the shiny silver spoon you are trying to feed us with, instead of nourish ourselves with our own capable hands. Programming that tells us to close our minds, instead of open them.
Until the sun rises to burn our eyes by revealing the distopian reality of the world you've created for us, we dance fiercely with our brothers and sisters in celebration of our life, of our culture, and of the values we believe in: Peace, Love, Freedom, Tolerance, Unity, Harmony, Expression, Responsibility and Respect. Our enemy of choice is ignorance. Our weapon of choice is information. Our crime of choice is breaking and challenging whatever laws you feel you need to put in place to stop us from celebrating our existence. But know that while you may shut down any given party, on any given night, in any given city, in any given country or continent on this beautiful planet, you can never shut down the entire party. You don't have access to that switch, no matter what you may think. The music will never stop. The heartbeat will never fade. The party will never end. I am a raver, and this is my manifesto.
A RAVER'S MANIFESTO
(author unknown)
Our emotional state of choice is Ecstasy. Our nourishment of choice is Love. Our addiction of choice is technology. Our religion of choice is music. Our currency of choice is knowledge. Our politics of choice is none. Our society of choice is utopian though we know it will never be.
You may hate us. You may dismiss us. You may misunderstand us. You may be unaware of our existence. We can only hope you do not care to judge us, because we would never judge you. We are not criminals. We are not disillusioned. We are not drug addicts. We are not naive children. We are one massive, global, tribal village that transcends man-made law, physical geography, and time itself. We are The Massive.
One Massive.
We were first drawn by the sound. From far away, the thunderous, muffled, echoing beat was comparable to a mother's heart soothing a child in her womb of concrete, steel, and electrical wiring. We were drawn back into this womb, and there, in the heat, dampness, and darkness of it, we came to accept that we are all the same. We came to accept that we are all equal. Not only to the darkness, and to ourselves, but to the very music slamming into us and passing through our souls: we are all equal.
And somewhere around 35Hz we could feel the hand of God at our backs, pushing us forward, pushing us to push ourselves to strengthen our minds, our bodies, and our spirits. Pushing us to turn to the person beside us to join hands and uplift them by sharing the uncontrollable joy we felt from creating this magical bubble that can, for one evening, protect us from the horrors, atrocities, and pollution of the outside world. It is in that very instant, with these very realizations that each of was truly born. We continue to pack our bodies into clubs, or warehouses, or buildings you've abandoned and left for naught, and we bring life to them for one night. Strong, throbbing, vibrant life in it's purest, most intense, most hedonistic form.
In these makeshift spaces, we seek to shed ourselves of the burden of uncertainty for a future you have been unable to stabilize and secure for us. We seek to relinquish our inhibitions, and free ourselves from the shackles and restraints you've put on us for your own peace of mind.
We seek to re-write the programming that you have tried to indoctrinate us with since the moment we were born. Programming that tells us to hate, that tells us to judge, that tells us to stuff ourselves into the nearest and most convenient pigeon hole possible. Programming that even tells us to climb ladders for you, jump through hoops, and run through mazes and on hamster wheels. Programming that tells us to eat from the shiny silver spoon you are trying to feed us with, instead of nourish ourselves with our own capable hands. Programming that tells us to close our minds, instead of open them.
Until the sun rises to burn our eyes by revealing the distopian reality of the world you've created for us, we dance fiercely with our brothers and sisters in celebration of our life, of our culture, and of the values we believe in: Peace, Love, Freedom, Tolerance, Unity, Harmony, Expression, Responsibility and Respect. Our enemy of choice is ignorance. Our weapon of choice is information. Our crime of choice is breaking and challenging whatever laws you feel you need to put in place to stop us from celebrating our existence. But know that while you may shut down any given party, on any given night, in any given city, in any given country or continent on this beautiful planet, you can never shut down the entire party. You don't have access to that switch, no matter what you may think. The music will never stop. The heartbeat will never fade. The party will never end. I am a raver, and this is my manifesto.
Furry Meme + On a spare comp
Posted 16 years agoBasic
Are you a furry?
Duh
If you have a Spouse/SO - Is he/she a furry too?
I have a girlfriend. And no. She isnt a furry. But she accepts me as one.
How long have you been in the community?
Quite a long time. I'd say about 6 years
How did you find furry?
Dunno. I was a furry long before i knew what a furry was
What's your reason for furry (what interested you to get into the community)?
I love Anthro characters :D
What's Furry to you?
Someone who likes anthros
If someone found out you're a furry and asked you about it how would you respond?
I would say that a furry is a fan on Anthropomorphic animals. Yet some take it in and put them into wierd fetishes and sexual situations (I would lie and say i dont like the sexual aspects. but it do :3 the only fetish i like is blood and pain [masochist >:D]
What are your favorite aspects of our community?
SOME people are nice. I have found alot of furry friends whom i consider better than some of my real friends
Do you use any furry terms? (i.e. yiff, paws, murr?)
I use paw off instead of jack off. lol.
What do you wish furry was NOT associated with?
Drama. People getting into the food chain shit thinking "Oh youre a little house cat. I'm a lion. I'm better than you" (if you havent seen my fursonas demon side you dont know what the fuck youre dealing with buddy.)
How strongly do you feel about someone bashing the community as a whole?
I get pretty offended by it. because it shows their fucking ignorance
How strongly do you feel about anyone bashing you yourself for your interest based on the media's aspect of what furry is?
I'm going to get pissed off because of people stereotyping me.
We all know furries have alot of sexual aspects in this fandom, What's your opinion on it?
Alot of it is kindof uncalled for. and the best known artists in the fandom (Blotch, Fluke, etc.) Have used those sexual aspects to gain this fame. No one is their for thier art. their there for the gay yiff.
Personal
What is/are your fursona(s)?
A White House-Cat :D
Do you have any fetishes that pertain to the fandom?
I'm a masochist. But theres people who arent furries that are masochists as well.
If you could magically morph into your fursona would you?
Fuck yes!. I would never change back to my normal self!
Do you believe you have a spirit animal?
Dunno. if so i would say its a cat
What other fanbases/groups are you a part of?
Gamer, Melbourne Shuffle
Anthro/Feral, Therian or Kemonomimi (Not a furry, just a human with animal ears and a tail)?
Anthro. Btw. Kemonomimi is a Neko for all those who dont understand
Are you a fursuiter? If yes, how many do you own?If No, do you ever plan on being a suiter?
I dont have one. But i want one so bad!
How many of your friends are furry?
One real friend. And pretty much all my online friends
How many pets do you own, if any?
2 dogs. A chihuahua/poodle named "B" and a cocker spaniel named "Callie"
Aside from furry what other interests do you have?
Games. The Melbourne Shuffle (It aint your little boyband dance shit"
Are you confident enough in yourself to say that you're a fur, no matter what the media says?
If someone asks me if im a furry. Hell yea i'll say i am
Meetups
Do you attend any cons? If no, would you attend any cons? If yes, which cons have you been to?
I hope to go to Anthrocon someday
Do you go to local meetups(bowling, public outings...etc)?
I want to
Have you ever attended a furry party? If no, would you attend one?
No. If its a party theres gonna be drugs and alcohol
Ok now that thats done.
There wont be any new music for awhile. I dropped my Laptop yesterday while i was holding it with one hand, and the screen got fucked up. So. Sorry everyone. Dont go and get all dramafied and unwatch me because of the lack of music. I'm stressed enough about it as it is.
For awhile i am on a spare comp i had and it runs sloooowww. It wouldnt even have a chance of running FL Studio 8 on this thing.
Are you a furry?
Duh
If you have a Spouse/SO - Is he/she a furry too?
I have a girlfriend. And no. She isnt a furry. But she accepts me as one.
How long have you been in the community?
Quite a long time. I'd say about 6 years
How did you find furry?
Dunno. I was a furry long before i knew what a furry was
What's your reason for furry (what interested you to get into the community)?
I love Anthro characters :D
What's Furry to you?
Someone who likes anthros
If someone found out you're a furry and asked you about it how would you respond?
I would say that a furry is a fan on Anthropomorphic animals. Yet some take it in and put them into wierd fetishes and sexual situations (I would lie and say i dont like the sexual aspects. but it do :3 the only fetish i like is blood and pain [masochist >:D]
What are your favorite aspects of our community?
SOME people are nice. I have found alot of furry friends whom i consider better than some of my real friends
Do you use any furry terms? (i.e. yiff, paws, murr?)
I use paw off instead of jack off. lol.
What do you wish furry was NOT associated with?
Drama. People getting into the food chain shit thinking "Oh youre a little house cat. I'm a lion. I'm better than you" (if you havent seen my fursonas demon side you dont know what the fuck youre dealing with buddy.)
How strongly do you feel about someone bashing the community as a whole?
I get pretty offended by it. because it shows their fucking ignorance
How strongly do you feel about anyone bashing you yourself for your interest based on the media's aspect of what furry is?
I'm going to get pissed off because of people stereotyping me.
We all know furries have alot of sexual aspects in this fandom, What's your opinion on it?
Alot of it is kindof uncalled for. and the best known artists in the fandom (Blotch, Fluke, etc.) Have used those sexual aspects to gain this fame. No one is their for thier art. their there for the gay yiff.
Personal
What is/are your fursona(s)?
A White House-Cat :D
Do you have any fetishes that pertain to the fandom?
I'm a masochist. But theres people who arent furries that are masochists as well.
If you could magically morph into your fursona would you?
Fuck yes!. I would never change back to my normal self!
Do you believe you have a spirit animal?
Dunno. if so i would say its a cat
What other fanbases/groups are you a part of?
Gamer, Melbourne Shuffle
Anthro/Feral, Therian or Kemonomimi (Not a furry, just a human with animal ears and a tail)?
Anthro. Btw. Kemonomimi is a Neko for all those who dont understand
Are you a fursuiter? If yes, how many do you own?If No, do you ever plan on being a suiter?
I dont have one. But i want one so bad!
How many of your friends are furry?
One real friend. And pretty much all my online friends
How many pets do you own, if any?
2 dogs. A chihuahua/poodle named "B" and a cocker spaniel named "Callie"
Aside from furry what other interests do you have?
Games. The Melbourne Shuffle (It aint your little boyband dance shit"
Are you confident enough in yourself to say that you're a fur, no matter what the media says?
If someone asks me if im a furry. Hell yea i'll say i am
Meetups
Do you attend any cons? If no, would you attend any cons? If yes, which cons have you been to?
I hope to go to Anthrocon someday
Do you go to local meetups(bowling, public outings...etc)?
I want to
Have you ever attended a furry party? If no, would you attend one?
No. If its a party theres gonna be drugs and alcohol
Ok now that thats done.
There wont be any new music for awhile. I dropped my Laptop yesterday while i was holding it with one hand, and the screen got fucked up. So. Sorry everyone. Dont go and get all dramafied and unwatch me because of the lack of music. I'm stressed enough about it as it is.
For awhile i am on a spare comp i had and it runs sloooowww. It wouldnt even have a chance of running FL Studio 8 on this thing.
The Demon Side Chapter 5
Posted 16 years ago(Sorry for the delay. I've been slacking)
I Walked out the door to witness someone walking down the sidewalk. I couldn't see him because by the time I got out the door, I was back to normal. But the person looked tall and had a woman's figure. I heard her ask the name "Kyle?" She sounded like an older woman. I guessed it was his mom. Because she sounded pissed.
So at that point. I knew if I didn't haul ass out of there. I would be screwed. So I ran as fast as I could. I was to the street when I looked back to see a light at the open door of the school. Guessing the woman went in and found a light switch. A minute or so later I heard her let out a blood curdling scream, which brought the sickest, Most twisted smile across my face. The screaming continued as I turned around to find the abandoned warehouse.
As I was searching. I heard sirens, Police Sirens. Someone from a house nearby must have heard that woman screaming. I was still covered in blood so if a cop would have seen me I would have been in deep shit. So I stayed away from the streetlights and confined myself to the darkness.
I saw the lights of the police cars off in the distance where the school was at. I climbed up the side of a building to get a better look. And, to see if I could possibly scout out a route to the warehouse.
I got to the top of the building and looked off to the school. I couldn't see real well because of the flashing lights. All in all. Climbing the building was a waste of time. Because I couldn't see the warehouse anywhere. But. to the best of my knowledge the street signs you lead me right to it.
My position was at Coroner Street. I took a left down Regal Street. Then a right on Dracer Street. And straight across Applegate Bridge. Sounds easy enough right? Wrong. The cops were scouting the hell out of the streets. So I either had to stay on the buildings or stay in the dark. I decided to go ahead and stay on the buildings. Yay for noobie ass parkour.
There were so many times I nearly fucked up. It seemed like the buildings kept getting either bigger or smaller. And of course. One of the cops spotted me jumping across a gap. I had no idea that I had been spotted until I sat down for a sec and heard him radio in for back up. I couldn't hear real well. But I could tell he was all worked up over some random person jumping from building to building. Labeling him as the prime suspect running away from the crime scene.
I Got right back up as soon as he got back in his car and continued off. I could tell I was getting close to Applegate Bridge as I was beginning to come across smaller buildings. I was relieved to see the bridge when it came into view. But bad enough, It was fucking blocked off by cop cars. So I had to dart it. I ran two times as fast as usual. I jumped attempting the gap between the last building and the bridge girder. It was like times slowed down around me when I jumped.
Luckily enough. I made it. And ran as fast as I could. Keeping as much balance is I could. It was a 70 ft drop to a rocky river. But. that kept my mind straight as to concentrate on balance. I made it across though. Somehow not being spotted by the cops blocking the bridge off. I guess they were either too busy stuffing their fat faces with donuts and coffee, Or just mentally retarded.
I went on to the field where the warehouse was right across. being able to come to a walking pace. I was in deep shit now that they had found the bodies of those 3 kids. I wondered if my DNA in Demon form was the same as my normal DNA. If it was the same. I was screwed. If it wasn't the same. It probably wouldn't match up to anyone, And I would be in the clear.
It took me damn near half an hour to get across the field. But I made it to the warehouse safe and sound. I got in through a window and felt around for a light switch. After about an hour of searching blindly I found one. I was surprised that the lights actually worked. I took a look around. There was all kinds of machinery and old tools. A couple of big ones too. A jack hammer and a concrete saw. So many tools I could use to tear and cut some poor fucker apart.
I laid back against the wall. And really thought to myself. What have I become. Why do I do I have this demon side. And where did it come from. What does it want. And why did it choose me. That's when my vision got distorted and red. My head throbbed in pain. I heard the demons voice, It sounded angry.
"Blood." It said. It began to chant the word.
"Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood."
I passed out from the pain in my head. Waking up the next day. I had no idea what time it was. But by the position of the sun it looked as if it were five o'clock or so.
I got up noticing my nose had been bleeding. The blood of course was dried by now. And, Mixed in with the blood that was stained into my fur. I felt dizzy and drowsy, But I made my way to the steps to sit down and rest. It was hard to breathe. I wasn't surprised because I woke laying on my chest on a cold hard concrete floor.
I looked up as light shown through the window onto the center of the floor. A white figure stood where the light shown. It stayed in the beam of light. I had no idea if it was an angel or a demon. The details became more visible. Its figure was that of a little girl. Bright blond hair, She wore a white robe and held a teddy bear in her hand.
I stood up to approach this apparition. As I slowly got closer. She turned her head. Everything on her began to change. Her robe slowly became bloody. her hair became dark and As her head turned towards me her skin became gray, Her eyes were bloodshot to the point of them nearly being black. Her head was fully turned to me. I paused and stood where I was 5 feet away from her. Her eyes seemed to pierce mine as she just stood there and stared at me. She didn't move at all. I don't know how long the apparition stood there before she disappeared. But when she did, She seemed to explode in a cloud of some kind of dark mass. it covered the warehouse and rumbled the air around it for a minute or so before it all vanished. When it cleared I heard the faint laughter of a little girl.
I dropped to my knees from my legs being weak and shaky. Could this have been another demon about to posses my body. Or an apparition within the warehouse able to cause distortion in the air. Either way, It didn't help the uncomfortable atmosphere of the warehouse....
End Of Chapter 5 (Sorry. No brutal killins till the next chapter)
I Walked out the door to witness someone walking down the sidewalk. I couldn't see him because by the time I got out the door, I was back to normal. But the person looked tall and had a woman's figure. I heard her ask the name "Kyle?" She sounded like an older woman. I guessed it was his mom. Because she sounded pissed.
So at that point. I knew if I didn't haul ass out of there. I would be screwed. So I ran as fast as I could. I was to the street when I looked back to see a light at the open door of the school. Guessing the woman went in and found a light switch. A minute or so later I heard her let out a blood curdling scream, which brought the sickest, Most twisted smile across my face. The screaming continued as I turned around to find the abandoned warehouse.
As I was searching. I heard sirens, Police Sirens. Someone from a house nearby must have heard that woman screaming. I was still covered in blood so if a cop would have seen me I would have been in deep shit. So I stayed away from the streetlights and confined myself to the darkness.
I saw the lights of the police cars off in the distance where the school was at. I climbed up the side of a building to get a better look. And, to see if I could possibly scout out a route to the warehouse.
I got to the top of the building and looked off to the school. I couldn't see real well because of the flashing lights. All in all. Climbing the building was a waste of time. Because I couldn't see the warehouse anywhere. But. to the best of my knowledge the street signs you lead me right to it.
My position was at Coroner Street. I took a left down Regal Street. Then a right on Dracer Street. And straight across Applegate Bridge. Sounds easy enough right? Wrong. The cops were scouting the hell out of the streets. So I either had to stay on the buildings or stay in the dark. I decided to go ahead and stay on the buildings. Yay for noobie ass parkour.
There were so many times I nearly fucked up. It seemed like the buildings kept getting either bigger or smaller. And of course. One of the cops spotted me jumping across a gap. I had no idea that I had been spotted until I sat down for a sec and heard him radio in for back up. I couldn't hear real well. But I could tell he was all worked up over some random person jumping from building to building. Labeling him as the prime suspect running away from the crime scene.
I Got right back up as soon as he got back in his car and continued off. I could tell I was getting close to Applegate Bridge as I was beginning to come across smaller buildings. I was relieved to see the bridge when it came into view. But bad enough, It was fucking blocked off by cop cars. So I had to dart it. I ran two times as fast as usual. I jumped attempting the gap between the last building and the bridge girder. It was like times slowed down around me when I jumped.
Luckily enough. I made it. And ran as fast as I could. Keeping as much balance is I could. It was a 70 ft drop to a rocky river. But. that kept my mind straight as to concentrate on balance. I made it across though. Somehow not being spotted by the cops blocking the bridge off. I guess they were either too busy stuffing their fat faces with donuts and coffee, Or just mentally retarded.
I went on to the field where the warehouse was right across. being able to come to a walking pace. I was in deep shit now that they had found the bodies of those 3 kids. I wondered if my DNA in Demon form was the same as my normal DNA. If it was the same. I was screwed. If it wasn't the same. It probably wouldn't match up to anyone, And I would be in the clear.
It took me damn near half an hour to get across the field. But I made it to the warehouse safe and sound. I got in through a window and felt around for a light switch. After about an hour of searching blindly I found one. I was surprised that the lights actually worked. I took a look around. There was all kinds of machinery and old tools. A couple of big ones too. A jack hammer and a concrete saw. So many tools I could use to tear and cut some poor fucker apart.
I laid back against the wall. And really thought to myself. What have I become. Why do I do I have this demon side. And where did it come from. What does it want. And why did it choose me. That's when my vision got distorted and red. My head throbbed in pain. I heard the demons voice, It sounded angry.
"Blood." It said. It began to chant the word.
"Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood."
I passed out from the pain in my head. Waking up the next day. I had no idea what time it was. But by the position of the sun it looked as if it were five o'clock or so.
I got up noticing my nose had been bleeding. The blood of course was dried by now. And, Mixed in with the blood that was stained into my fur. I felt dizzy and drowsy, But I made my way to the steps to sit down and rest. It was hard to breathe. I wasn't surprised because I woke laying on my chest on a cold hard concrete floor.
I looked up as light shown through the window onto the center of the floor. A white figure stood where the light shown. It stayed in the beam of light. I had no idea if it was an angel or a demon. The details became more visible. Its figure was that of a little girl. Bright blond hair, She wore a white robe and held a teddy bear in her hand.
I stood up to approach this apparition. As I slowly got closer. She turned her head. Everything on her began to change. Her robe slowly became bloody. her hair became dark and As her head turned towards me her skin became gray, Her eyes were bloodshot to the point of them nearly being black. Her head was fully turned to me. I paused and stood where I was 5 feet away from her. Her eyes seemed to pierce mine as she just stood there and stared at me. She didn't move at all. I don't know how long the apparition stood there before she disappeared. But when she did, She seemed to explode in a cloud of some kind of dark mass. it covered the warehouse and rumbled the air around it for a minute or so before it all vanished. When it cleared I heard the faint laughter of a little girl.
I dropped to my knees from my legs being weak and shaky. Could this have been another demon about to posses my body. Or an apparition within the warehouse able to cause distortion in the air. Either way, It didn't help the uncomfortable atmosphere of the warehouse....
End Of Chapter 5 (Sorry. No brutal killins till the next chapter)
The Cat's Best 2008-2009
Posted 16 years agohttp://www.megaupload.com/?d=TND3NT8Q
Track List:
Amplified Repetition
Blackout Foglight
Bubbles
Creeperfly Nuclear
Creepy Bugaloo
DeadlyRadioactive Beast
Dreams Of Tragedy
E.L.F. (Bass Test Track)
Engage The Noise
Frequency
Go Against Me
Hanging On Hardstyle
Makeshift Ends
Nightmare
The Program
Prone To The Small Things
Roswell
Spaztik Kat
Tiny Kitten
Track List:
Amplified Repetition
Blackout Foglight
Bubbles
Creeperfly Nuclear
Creepy Bugaloo
DeadlyRadioactive Beast
Dreams Of Tragedy
E.L.F. (Bass Test Track)
Engage The Noise
Frequency
Go Against Me
Hanging On Hardstyle
Makeshift Ends
Nightmare
The Program
Prone To The Small Things
Roswell
Spaztik Kat
Tiny Kitten
Could someone please ink and color this for me
Posted 16 years agohttp://www.furaffinity.net/view/2377631/
I really want this inked and colored. Idk where the original is and i wouldnt color it anyway. Id be afraid to mess it up
Colors are here http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2609375/
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2751716/
But i want that specific pic inked and colored. I cant do it because i dont have a tablet.
In other stuff.
My stories are posted and will be posted in the journal footer
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I really want this inked and colored. Idk where the original is and i wouldnt color it anyway. Id be afraid to mess it up
Colors are here http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2609375/
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2751716/
But i want that specific pic inked and colored. I cant do it because i dont have a tablet.
In other stuff.
My stories are posted and will be posted in the journal footer
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The Demon Side Chapter 4
Posted 16 years ago(Sorry for the delay everyone)
I finally awoke that night to the sound of kids laughing in the halls. I thought I had been in a coma or something. But then I realized I was still on the floor. Someone would have either woken me up or laid me on one of the infirmary beds.
I got up and looked at the clock. It was 10:00pm. So at that point I had guessed the laughing was in my head. But, I then heard laughter again as I heard the door to the infirmary bust open and the laughter got louder of course Along with a bright light shinning in.
2 human guys and human a girl walked in. I didn't recognize them. They looked older, As if they were in the upper grade sections of the school grounds. One had spiked back black hair. With all black clothes. He was pale and had a black tear tattoo under his eye.
The other guy was tall. Had long black and blue tipped hair. He wore glasses and his face was riddled with piercings On his eyebrows, Nose, Lips. It disgusted me how overboard the guy went with his piercings.
The girl looked like one of those goodie goodie little bitches who would sell you out to save herself. She wore a school girl uniform type outfit with whore-ish looking boots. They all disgusted me greatly. I stayed hidden and listened to them as they spoke.
"So would this be the best place to do it" The spiky black haired one said
"Johnny, they will smell it in here" The girl said.
"Come on. The smell of Weed and Beer doesn't last that long." The long haired one said.
"How the fuck would you know, Kyle? You've been too much of a pussy to try this shit with us. I think we should go in the indoor courtyard." The girl said once again.
"Ali, I have said this before. And I will say it again. You are what you eat. So shut the fuck up!" Kyle said to her.
I tried not laughing at what he said. Even though it was a very clever statement.
"Excuse me?" Ali said.
"I don't recall you ever getting any pussy. so I would shut up before I slap the fuck out of you. Now get your asses to the indoor courtyard so we don't get out asses thrown in jail." She continued walking out the infirmary door.
"Bitches always think they're right." Johnny said following behind. Soon followed by Kyle.
I decided to follow along, Keeping my distance hidden of course. They were half way down the hall before I stepped one paw out that door. I hid behind the trashcan outside of the door, peeking around the side of it. I could see their flash light dimming as they walked further.
As it got darker I had to let the Demon side come through a bit. I was surprised when I noticed I randomly gained abit of control. Not fully transformed though. Only the 3 extra eyes appeared under my right eye. They are able to see in the dark. Which gave me the advantage I needed to see what these punks were up too. Ha, I could tell it was no good. So I pulled my hair out of the right side of my face and followed on.
As I made my way down the fall after the light of their flashlight disappeared I made my way down the hall. I began to smell the scent of burning marijuana and alcohol. Disgusting. Completely, Utterly Disgusting.
I stopped at the entrance of the indoor courtyard. Still keeping the hair out of the right side of my face I looked as I saw them in the center of the courtyard. They were getting wasted as they could get.
"Damn. That's some good shit" Kyle said as the smoke puffed out of his mouth.
"Fuck yeah man didn't I tell you. I got it from the best damn dealer around. He sells the best pot for the cheapest." Johnny said, Sounding like such an ignorant little fuck.
"If its that good then give me a hit" Ali said grabbing the drug from Kyle's hand.
I couldn't help but gag. And I gagged a little too loud, So they heard me.
"What the fuck was that" Ali said choking on the smoke.
I kept my eyes on them to make sure they weren't going to pull out a gun.
"I have no clue but I will go check it out" Johnny said as he stood up.
I decided to have some fun. I ran quietly back to the trashcan and got an old soda can. Ran quietly back to the indoor courtyard entrance and threw the can across the courtyard. It hit something and made it fall. Emitting a loud crash sound when whatever the can hit fell.
"Oh my God what was that!" Ali screamed.
"I don't know but I'm fucking out of here!" Kyle said frightened.
"Neither of you are leaving. You're fucking staying here!" Johnny commanded.
I chuckled darkly and loudly. Toying with them as my voice echoed in the indoor courtyard.
"He's right. Though none of you are leaving. At least not alive." I said myself. The Demon side had nothing to do with it.
"Good. You're learning to be homicidal on your own. Let yourself thirst for their blood. We can become one. And you wont have to deal with me." The Demon side said to me within my head.
"Who's there. I have a knife and I'm not afraid to use it!" Johnny said pulling out a switchblade.
"Oh? No gun. You can't have no fun with no gun!" I said to Johnny darkly.
He walked up to the entrance. The idiot didn't even think to grab the flashlight. So I had the upper
hand. I licked my lips ready to taste his blood.
"You don't even come close to scaring me!" He said. I could sense fear in his voice as he walked up the 3 steps. I stood right next to him at the side of the entrance. I then changed to my full Demonic form and lunged at him. My left hand covered his mouth. My right arm held his neck tight.
"Trying to be the tough guy, eh?" I whispered in his ear as my claws lightly dug into his cheeks.
He struggled to get out. He even tried biting my hand.
"Oh that wont get you nowhere. I said with a dark grin.
I then felt his knife stab into my side. I winced some. But enjoyed the feeling of cold steel deep
into my side.
"Whoa now mother fucker." I said letting my claws dig into his face more. He began to scream in pain.
"Lets not get too feisty now. I might have to kill you quick. It would be a shame because I like to
torture low-lifes like you!"
"What is going on! Johnny say something!" I heard Ali say from the center of the indoor courtyard.
She grabbed her flashlight and shined it on us. She froze in fear of seeing her best friend in such
a situation as this.
"Oh my fucking God! What is that!" She screamed.
I then bit into his neck. Blood rushed out of him as my long fangs penetrated his neck. He screamed and struggled trying to get free. Ali's flashlight still shown upon us. She was too scared to move or look away. I grabbed the knife out of my side and brought it to Johnny's neck. I released the bite from his neck, And placed the cold steel of his own knife to his neck. I slowly drug it across his neck. Slicing deeper as it went across. The blood poured out of his neck as he shook and struggled to breathe. My fangs dug in over his slit throat as I drank the blood from it. He went limp and lifeless as the blood continued to flow, Me drinking every last drop.
The light then shifted off of me and the dead Johnny as Ali fainted. I heard Kyle scream for help. It sounded as if he fell to his knees begging for someone to help. I drank the last of Johnny's blood and threw him to the ground. I looked up to see what I heard was right. He was on his knees crying like a little pussy-ass baby.
"No one is going to save you." I said walking towards him with the switchblade still in hand.
He grabbed the flashlight and pointed it at me. I licked the blood from the blade. Then to frighten him and fuck with his head a bit. I slowly cut my own shoulder down to my collar bone. I enjoyed the feeling of my own flesh being cut by the knife. It bled out drasticly. But being in Demonic form didn't matter. Kyle panicked as I got closer and closer.
"Please! Please!!! Don't kill me. I beg you, Please!" He begged and pleaded.
"Oh, I wont kill you just yet. I'm going to have a little fun!" I said as I laughed at his pleads of mercy.
I picked him up and slammed him against the floor. I straddled over top of him as I hooked my claw in one of his eyebrow piercings. I began to tug at it as he continued to plead mercy. I tugged harder making his eyebrow slowly tear.
"Why? Why are you doing this to us!" He shouted in complete agony.
"Why you ask? Because its low-life druggie fags like you who sicken the fuck out of me. You woke me in my slumber with your ignorance. You really think I would let you out of here alive? Oh no, They are gonna find you dead and in bloody, rotting pieces scattered around this whole fucking courtyard" I said as I ripped the piercing from his eyebrow. Targeting his lip rings next.
"I'm sorry. I'm Sorry! This wasn't my idea I swear!" He screamed as his eyebrow bled.
"Sorry don't cut it!" I said as my claw then hooked his lip ring.
I tore it straight up out of his lip. Blood squirted slightly as it happened. My fist then came back down onto his face, Busting his teeth in. I took the switchblade and held his head down in place. I began to slowly cut his face off. His screams of pain and pure agony thrilled me. I cut down the side of his face before I set the knife down and began to peel his face off of his head. To my surprise he was still alive once I pulled his face completely off. I had a perfect view of his skull drenched in blood. I pressed my hand to it as I pushed down, Hearing the crackle of his skull as I pressed harder and harder. Finally making his skull cave in. He lived for about 5 more seconds after that. I laughed maniacly seeing him squirm with his skull completely caved in.
I stood up and walked over to the still fainted Ali. I grabbed her and dragged her off to find the boiler room. On my way I found the Janitors office. I grabbed some rope I found in there and tied Ali's hands and feet together. I continued to find the boiler room. I found it easier to drag her when her hands and feet were tied together.
After many doors and halls I found the boiler room.I turned on the lights to discover there were many searing hot pipes in that room that I was gonna have fun with. I stripped her of her clothes and threw her to the floor waiting for her to wake. I watched for hours as I waited and waited. She finally came to and began screaming in fright of where she was. She turned over to see me standing behind her.
"Where am I! And, Why are you doing this!" She shouted.
"That's exactly what your friend wanted to know. I don't feel like explaining again" I said as I picked her up and pressed her back against one of the searing pipes. She screamed as her flesh burned and sizzled against it. I then pulled her off and watched her flesh string from the pipe like melted cheese.
"Stop! Please! No More I beg of you. Oh dear God help me!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Shut the fuck up!" I shouted as turned her around shoving her mouth onto the pipe. She squirmed as it melted her lips together. I then ran her whole face down the pipe. Nearly burning and melting it off. She still screamed under her melted lips. The smell of her burnt flesh was sweet to me. I tore her stomach open with my claws, Letting her bleed out some. I stopped her bleeding by cauterizing her stomach on the pipe. I then did what I had done to most of my victims so far. I Lunged my claws into her chest. And tore her heart out. I licked and sucked the blood out of it before swallowing it whole. I let it slowly slither down my throat. The sweet taste of her blood still in her heart.
I then picked her lifeless body up and threw it on top of the pipes to burn and melt as I turned to walk out of the boiler room. Drenched in blood I walked down the halls. I needed to find a different place to hide. So I left the bodies there. I remembered an old warehouse that had been abandoned for some time. So i set off to find it. Maybe no one will find me there...
End of Chapter 4.
Would You... Meme
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[] Let Me Sleep In Your Bed?
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The Demon Side Chapter 3
Posted 16 years ago After the days of silence and blank thoughts The Demon Side finally awakened from slumber. He said nothing inside my head so I figured it was ok to get up. I fell to the floor weak. Its funny how 3 to 4 days of no moving at all can weaken you.
I walked down the stairs to witness my dad had sat down in a chair. Not moved. His face. He still looked shocked. I looked down at the Grandor's bodies. They were rotting away slowly. The stench was so bad. I nearly passed out. I looked closer as I seen maggots all over their bodies. Eating way at their decaying flesh. They had bled even more the night i left them down there, The floor was stained in blood. the walls were splattered all over with blood. I could see maggots on the floor that were still crawling towards their bodies.
I couldn't help but laugh at the look on Mrs. Grandors cold, Dead, Rotting, Lifeless face. Looked so scared. Her face had stayed that way after I tore her jaw straight off her face.
Mr. Grandors body. Hah. He had no eyes. I could barely see the pierced, Destroyed, and Dried orbs that used to be the mans eyes. The place where I tore his jaw off. I noticed I took more than the mans jaw. Took the whole top half of his mouth too. I watched as a maggot crawled from his ear up to his eye socket. I chuckled some at the curious little maggot.
I got my dad out of there and put him in the car. I decided to burn down the house. Hopefully that would hide the bodies. I dunno. If theres ashes left of their bodies it will seem like they were caught in the fire. Left to burn and suffer. Of if only that could of happened. I could have heard their screams for help. But killing them then seeing them rotted and covered in maggots was enjoyable.
I grabbed a bottle of beer from the fridge. Put a gas covered rag on it. I had always wanted to make a Molotov Cocktail. They always looked so fun to make and use. I was about to use one. I lit the rag. And threw it towards the back of the house. Where the grill was. Maybe it would make people think the grill exploded. Hah. Fun.
The grill exploded and the house began to burn as I drove away with my dad in the passenger seat. I was gonna drive him to a Nursing home. In his condition I could tell he wasn't gonna get better anytime soon. The Demon side decided to make a suggestion.
"How bout we just kill him. It would save us time"
"Thats my dad. I am NOT going to kill him. Its hard enough that he is in shock at the moment, asshole" I said angrily.
"Oh well my bad. It was just a suggestion. I'll just shut my pretty little 7 inch fanged mouth" He said in a sarcastic voice.
I had forgotten about the blood on my arms and all over my body. I went to the nearest, Deserted river outside of town. And I washed for hours until all the blood was washed of of me. The smell didn't go away much though. I figured to pass it off as if I had had a terrible nose bleed earlier that day. From a fear of the house being burned down. I am such comfortable liar.
I got back into the car. I turned the radio on to hear the broadcast say that the house was burnt down. They said the rescue team was searching for dead bodies currently.
I kept driving waiting for them to say something about the bodies. They brought up the news about the Grandors gone missing and their son being left in the hospital. Hah. Little bastard became an orphan that day.
I laughed at the thought of the little Racist bastard waking up to the news that his parents were dead. And as the News would say. They were burned alive. Hah. Right.
I couldn't find a nursing home for miles. So i did the next best thing for him. I hated having to do this. But, I roughed my dad up a bit. Made him look as if he were mugged. Made bruises and cuts on him. And put him at someones doorstep. I hated to do that but it was the best thing. I know now there were other alternatives. But at that time I didn't think.
I drove back to my school and parked the car somewhere in the woods. I went back and broke into the school. Luckily no alarms went off because I really needed somewhere to stay. None of my friends would have taken me in after the incident I caused that day. And what I transformed to. So I went to the cafeteria to sleep for the night. Since it was Friday night. No one would be in the school for a few days. And as well as Monday was a Teacher Work Day. So I had a few days to stay.
I attempted to sleep on a table. I realized I was an idiot after I remembered the beds in the infirmary. So. I walked all the way across the school to it. I had to pick the damn lock on the door to get into the infirmary. I laid down on one of the beds and went instantly to sleep.
I had a dream that night. Probably from uneasiness about being at the school at night.
It started out as me waking up in that bed. The walls were painted in blood. And there was 5 inches of blood flooded through the whole school.
I got up and walked through it all to the indoor courtyard of the school. I had forgotten that walking into the courtyard there were steps. So I tripped and fell into about 10 more inches of blood. When I got up I was in 15 whole inches of blood. I stayed down for a few moments. To only hear muffled splash sounds above. I raised out of the pool of blood to witness corpses falling from holes in the ceiling. Some hit the statues that surrounded the courtyard, Their bones shattered violently as they hit.
The corpses finally stopped falling and I witnessed 2 corpses rised from the pool of blood. Side by side one was taller than the other. They had the same shape of Mr. and Mrs. Grandor. They walked closer to me. I could see their features becoming visible as they got closer. It was nothing other than the rotting corpses of The Grandors walking towards me.
I couldn't move for some reason. I was still. I tried to move but I couldn't. I tried my best. They walked closer and closer. Their arms outstretched towards me. Mrs. Grandor grabbed my jaw. She slowly began to tear it off. I felt the flesh at the edges of my mouth begin to slowly tear. I let out a loud elongated cry of pain as it tore more and more. She then slammed my jaw back up into my face. Breaking all my upper teeth and fangs as well as pushing them up into my skull. She then pulled down hard tearing my jaw completely from my body along with some of the skin on my neck. I was living through this. Suffering from the pain.
Mr. Grandor then pulled a blade from the pool of blood. Impaled it straight through me. And then hung me on the wall like some ornament. they both then Grabbed my arms. They began to pull my arms. They stood at each side of me pulling the opposite way the other one was. I could hear the tissue inside of my arms tearing as they pulled harder and harder. Slowly the flesh in my arms began to tear after I felt the joints in my arms separate violently. They pulled my arms straight off my body. I screamed with what I had left of my throat.
Mrs.Grandor then shoved her hand right into my lower gut. Then pulling my intestines straight from my body. Letting them hang out of my stomach. She then tore her hand up my body. Completely ripping my body open. She tore out all my organs. And I was hung on the wall watching all this happen. I felt her slowly rip my stomach out. Next coming my liver. Spleen. Then finally. She decided to rip my heart out.
I was alive after this. I looked at my own heart pulsing in her hands. She then gave it to Mr. Grandor. I watched as he then ate my heart whole. Just as I did to him. It was all over then.
I woke up. In a daze and shaking. I was on the floor. And I realized my forehead was bleeding from where I fell off and hit my head on the floor. I then passed out again. The same dream replayed in my head again. And again. And again.
End of Chapter 3
I walked down the stairs to witness my dad had sat down in a chair. Not moved. His face. He still looked shocked. I looked down at the Grandor's bodies. They were rotting away slowly. The stench was so bad. I nearly passed out. I looked closer as I seen maggots all over their bodies. Eating way at their decaying flesh. They had bled even more the night i left them down there, The floor was stained in blood. the walls were splattered all over with blood. I could see maggots on the floor that were still crawling towards their bodies.
I couldn't help but laugh at the look on Mrs. Grandors cold, Dead, Rotting, Lifeless face. Looked so scared. Her face had stayed that way after I tore her jaw straight off her face.
Mr. Grandors body. Hah. He had no eyes. I could barely see the pierced, Destroyed, and Dried orbs that used to be the mans eyes. The place where I tore his jaw off. I noticed I took more than the mans jaw. Took the whole top half of his mouth too. I watched as a maggot crawled from his ear up to his eye socket. I chuckled some at the curious little maggot.
I got my dad out of there and put him in the car. I decided to burn down the house. Hopefully that would hide the bodies. I dunno. If theres ashes left of their bodies it will seem like they were caught in the fire. Left to burn and suffer. Of if only that could of happened. I could have heard their screams for help. But killing them then seeing them rotted and covered in maggots was enjoyable.
I grabbed a bottle of beer from the fridge. Put a gas covered rag on it. I had always wanted to make a Molotov Cocktail. They always looked so fun to make and use. I was about to use one. I lit the rag. And threw it towards the back of the house. Where the grill was. Maybe it would make people think the grill exploded. Hah. Fun.
The grill exploded and the house began to burn as I drove away with my dad in the passenger seat. I was gonna drive him to a Nursing home. In his condition I could tell he wasn't gonna get better anytime soon. The Demon side decided to make a suggestion.
"How bout we just kill him. It would save us time"
"Thats my dad. I am NOT going to kill him. Its hard enough that he is in shock at the moment, asshole" I said angrily.
"Oh well my bad. It was just a suggestion. I'll just shut my pretty little 7 inch fanged mouth" He said in a sarcastic voice.
I had forgotten about the blood on my arms and all over my body. I went to the nearest, Deserted river outside of town. And I washed for hours until all the blood was washed of of me. The smell didn't go away much though. I figured to pass it off as if I had had a terrible nose bleed earlier that day. From a fear of the house being burned down. I am such comfortable liar.
I got back into the car. I turned the radio on to hear the broadcast say that the house was burnt down. They said the rescue team was searching for dead bodies currently.
I kept driving waiting for them to say something about the bodies. They brought up the news about the Grandors gone missing and their son being left in the hospital. Hah. Little bastard became an orphan that day.
I laughed at the thought of the little Racist bastard waking up to the news that his parents were dead. And as the News would say. They were burned alive. Hah. Right.
I couldn't find a nursing home for miles. So i did the next best thing for him. I hated having to do this. But, I roughed my dad up a bit. Made him look as if he were mugged. Made bruises and cuts on him. And put him at someones doorstep. I hated to do that but it was the best thing. I know now there were other alternatives. But at that time I didn't think.
I drove back to my school and parked the car somewhere in the woods. I went back and broke into the school. Luckily no alarms went off because I really needed somewhere to stay. None of my friends would have taken me in after the incident I caused that day. And what I transformed to. So I went to the cafeteria to sleep for the night. Since it was Friday night. No one would be in the school for a few days. And as well as Monday was a Teacher Work Day. So I had a few days to stay.
I attempted to sleep on a table. I realized I was an idiot after I remembered the beds in the infirmary. So. I walked all the way across the school to it. I had to pick the damn lock on the door to get into the infirmary. I laid down on one of the beds and went instantly to sleep.
I had a dream that night. Probably from uneasiness about being at the school at night.
It started out as me waking up in that bed. The walls were painted in blood. And there was 5 inches of blood flooded through the whole school.
I got up and walked through it all to the indoor courtyard of the school. I had forgotten that walking into the courtyard there were steps. So I tripped and fell into about 10 more inches of blood. When I got up I was in 15 whole inches of blood. I stayed down for a few moments. To only hear muffled splash sounds above. I raised out of the pool of blood to witness corpses falling from holes in the ceiling. Some hit the statues that surrounded the courtyard, Their bones shattered violently as they hit.
The corpses finally stopped falling and I witnessed 2 corpses rised from the pool of blood. Side by side one was taller than the other. They had the same shape of Mr. and Mrs. Grandor. They walked closer to me. I could see their features becoming visible as they got closer. It was nothing other than the rotting corpses of The Grandors walking towards me.
I couldn't move for some reason. I was still. I tried to move but I couldn't. I tried my best. They walked closer and closer. Their arms outstretched towards me. Mrs. Grandor grabbed my jaw. She slowly began to tear it off. I felt the flesh at the edges of my mouth begin to slowly tear. I let out a loud elongated cry of pain as it tore more and more. She then slammed my jaw back up into my face. Breaking all my upper teeth and fangs as well as pushing them up into my skull. She then pulled down hard tearing my jaw completely from my body along with some of the skin on my neck. I was living through this. Suffering from the pain.
Mr. Grandor then pulled a blade from the pool of blood. Impaled it straight through me. And then hung me on the wall like some ornament. they both then Grabbed my arms. They began to pull my arms. They stood at each side of me pulling the opposite way the other one was. I could hear the tissue inside of my arms tearing as they pulled harder and harder. Slowly the flesh in my arms began to tear after I felt the joints in my arms separate violently. They pulled my arms straight off my body. I screamed with what I had left of my throat.
Mrs.Grandor then shoved her hand right into my lower gut. Then pulling my intestines straight from my body. Letting them hang out of my stomach. She then tore her hand up my body. Completely ripping my body open. She tore out all my organs. And I was hung on the wall watching all this happen. I felt her slowly rip my stomach out. Next coming my liver. Spleen. Then finally. She decided to rip my heart out.
I was alive after this. I looked at my own heart pulsing in her hands. She then gave it to Mr. Grandor. I watched as he then ate my heart whole. Just as I did to him. It was all over then.
I woke up. In a daze and shaking. I was on the floor. And I realized my forehead was bleeding from where I fell off and hit my head on the floor. I then passed out again. The same dream replayed in my head again. And again. And again.
End of Chapter 3
The Demon Side Chapter 2.
Posted 16 years agoI Awoke In a complete daze in my bed. It was dark outside. I had wondered if all that was a dream. or reality. I looked at my arm. It was healed. There were some blood stains on my face but I had guessed it as a nosebleed.
I opened my door to go downstairs. The light was on. I looked at the clock in the hall way. The clock read 12:45am. My dad was usually asleep by now. I walked down and turned the corner to see my Dad staring back at me.
"Son, Do you know how much trouble you are in" He said in a relentless tone of anger.
"That boys parents are suing us for every single penny we have.
I stood there silent not knowing what to say. He continued
"I can't believe you. My own son. Nearly killed someone today" He said as he looked at his watch.
"I'm sorry. Yesterday"
I just stood still with my head held low. The Demon me inside began to talk.
"So they are suing you and your father. Even though that damn racist faggot got nothing close to what he deserved. "
"They are coming here in a few moments to discuss this with us" My father said to me.
"Maybe we can get them out of suing us"
The Demon me spoke through me. Trying to highten the pitch in his voice to sound like my natural voice.
"He got what he deserved. After all the shit he put me through"
"Excuse me!" My Dad said with his eyes widened. I myself have never cursed infront of my dad. Yet the Demon side didn't care.
"You heard me. Out of all the times he has been such a Dumbfuck to me and others. He deserved worse. I should have slit his fucking throat out with my own claws" The Demon side said. I seen my vision began fading to black again.
My dad got up and slapped me straight across the face. I fell to the floor. The slap made my vision stop fading. The Demon side growled inside. I could hear him loud in my head.
"I don't EVER want to hear that kind of violence come out of your mouth again! Do you understand me!"
I just held my head low. It was silent for 10 seconds before the doorbell rang.
My dad picked my up and forced me into the nearest chair. And opened the door for our "company"
"Hello...Mister and Miss?" My dad asked.
"Grandor" They both said. as my dad let them in. They gave me the look of disgust. I looked back. My Demon eyes shown through. Changing instantly from natural to demon form. And back to natural. They continued to walk into the living room. I could tell they were scared by that.
"So, I expect this to be discussed properly. And that the right punishment should be taken." Mrs. Grandor said in such a snooty voice. I hated her for giving birth to that asshole.
"No worries Mrs. Grandor. Vulffen will have a big punishment" My dad said looking back at me with those eyes that screamed "You're in big trouble boy. Enjoy yourself while it lasts"
"I certainly hope so Mr.Catatonik. Our son is in the hospital because of that incompetent little brat." She said. I was ready to lunge. My Demon side was itching to tear her limb from limb.
"I Know that Ma'am. He is in further trouble for words he used earlier." My dad said. Sounding Irritated.
"We will be suing for $35,000. That should be enough for our sons hospital bill and medicine for his wounds. Mr. And Mrs. Grandor again looked at me in the most utter disgust.
Thats when my Demon side snapped. My vision went from black to red. I instantly transformed this time. No bleeding tar. No screaming for help on the floor, Just instant. Demonic transformation.
My Dad, And Mr and Mrs. Grandor looked at me in fear. I tried holding myself back. I lunged straight for the snooty bitch Mrs. Grandor first.
My claws dug under her jaw. I slowly tore it off. And straight in half. She was still alive. Blood was going everywhere. Mr. Grandor pulled out a silenced gun from his wifes purse. As if they brought the gun to be ready for something like this.
He pointed the gun at me and fired. I fell to the ground. Haha, Faking dead. My Dad, I could see him out of the corner of my eye. Stunned. Not moving. And in complete fear. Mr.Grandor stood over me. He then began to kneel down to see if i was alive.
I then swung at his jaw with my claws out stretched, Instantly tearing it of. He backed up. Shocked by this. Still alive and blood pouring from where his jaw used to be. I then lunged at him. My claws went into his eye sockets. straight out the back of his head. My fangs sunk into his neck before I tore his throat straight out of his neck. He fell dead to the floor. Blood everywhere. To make sure he was dead. I lunged my hand into his chest and ripped his heart out. I licked it slightly before I swallowed it whole.
I looked over as i was bout to go back after Mrs. Grandor. only to see that she was dead.
"What a shame. I was hoping to torture that snooty bitch. but. I guess she bled to death" I said looking at my dad. who was in shock. He didn't say a word. Nor move. He was shocked to the point of sanity being lost in his head.
"Eh, Say something when you're ready." I said as i shrugged and walked up the steps. To my room. The Grandor's blood dripped from my jaws as I walked to my room. I walked into my room. Sat on my bed as I transformed back to myself. I heard the Demon form inside my head say.
"That was just too much fun. I need to do stuff like that more often"
I looked out my open window. Wondering why this demon inside was here. The Demon side said nothing the rest of the night. I would say he was slumbering if nothing else. I didn't want to wake him. So I cleared my mind. Blank. I laid there in bed for the next few days. No one came to the door. My dad never moved. And the Grandor's bodies rotted on the floor.
...What have I become?
End of Chapter 2.
I opened my door to go downstairs. The light was on. I looked at the clock in the hall way. The clock read 12:45am. My dad was usually asleep by now. I walked down and turned the corner to see my Dad staring back at me.
"Son, Do you know how much trouble you are in" He said in a relentless tone of anger.
"That boys parents are suing us for every single penny we have.
I stood there silent not knowing what to say. He continued
"I can't believe you. My own son. Nearly killed someone today" He said as he looked at his watch.
"I'm sorry. Yesterday"
I just stood still with my head held low. The Demon me inside began to talk.
"So they are suing you and your father. Even though that damn racist faggot got nothing close to what he deserved. "
"They are coming here in a few moments to discuss this with us" My father said to me.
"Maybe we can get them out of suing us"
The Demon me spoke through me. Trying to highten the pitch in his voice to sound like my natural voice.
"He got what he deserved. After all the shit he put me through"
"Excuse me!" My Dad said with his eyes widened. I myself have never cursed infront of my dad. Yet the Demon side didn't care.
"You heard me. Out of all the times he has been such a Dumbfuck to me and others. He deserved worse. I should have slit his fucking throat out with my own claws" The Demon side said. I seen my vision began fading to black again.
My dad got up and slapped me straight across the face. I fell to the floor. The slap made my vision stop fading. The Demon side growled inside. I could hear him loud in my head.
"I don't EVER want to hear that kind of violence come out of your mouth again! Do you understand me!"
I just held my head low. It was silent for 10 seconds before the doorbell rang.
My dad picked my up and forced me into the nearest chair. And opened the door for our "company"
"Hello...Mister and Miss?" My dad asked.
"Grandor" They both said. as my dad let them in. They gave me the look of disgust. I looked back. My Demon eyes shown through. Changing instantly from natural to demon form. And back to natural. They continued to walk into the living room. I could tell they were scared by that.
"So, I expect this to be discussed properly. And that the right punishment should be taken." Mrs. Grandor said in such a snooty voice. I hated her for giving birth to that asshole.
"No worries Mrs. Grandor. Vulffen will have a big punishment" My dad said looking back at me with those eyes that screamed "You're in big trouble boy. Enjoy yourself while it lasts"
"I certainly hope so Mr.Catatonik. Our son is in the hospital because of that incompetent little brat." She said. I was ready to lunge. My Demon side was itching to tear her limb from limb.
"I Know that Ma'am. He is in further trouble for words he used earlier." My dad said. Sounding Irritated.
"We will be suing for $35,000. That should be enough for our sons hospital bill and medicine for his wounds. Mr. And Mrs. Grandor again looked at me in the most utter disgust.
Thats when my Demon side snapped. My vision went from black to red. I instantly transformed this time. No bleeding tar. No screaming for help on the floor, Just instant. Demonic transformation.
My Dad, And Mr and Mrs. Grandor looked at me in fear. I tried holding myself back. I lunged straight for the snooty bitch Mrs. Grandor first.
My claws dug under her jaw. I slowly tore it off. And straight in half. She was still alive. Blood was going everywhere. Mr. Grandor pulled out a silenced gun from his wifes purse. As if they brought the gun to be ready for something like this.
He pointed the gun at me and fired. I fell to the ground. Haha, Faking dead. My Dad, I could see him out of the corner of my eye. Stunned. Not moving. And in complete fear. Mr.Grandor stood over me. He then began to kneel down to see if i was alive.
I then swung at his jaw with my claws out stretched, Instantly tearing it of. He backed up. Shocked by this. Still alive and blood pouring from where his jaw used to be. I then lunged at him. My claws went into his eye sockets. straight out the back of his head. My fangs sunk into his neck before I tore his throat straight out of his neck. He fell dead to the floor. Blood everywhere. To make sure he was dead. I lunged my hand into his chest and ripped his heart out. I licked it slightly before I swallowed it whole.
I looked over as i was bout to go back after Mrs. Grandor. only to see that she was dead.
"What a shame. I was hoping to torture that snooty bitch. but. I guess she bled to death" I said looking at my dad. who was in shock. He didn't say a word. Nor move. He was shocked to the point of sanity being lost in his head.
"Eh, Say something when you're ready." I said as i shrugged and walked up the steps. To my room. The Grandor's blood dripped from my jaws as I walked to my room. I walked into my room. Sat on my bed as I transformed back to myself. I heard the Demon form inside my head say.
"That was just too much fun. I need to do stuff like that more often"
I looked out my open window. Wondering why this demon inside was here. The Demon side said nothing the rest of the night. I would say he was slumbering if nothing else. I didn't want to wake him. So I cleared my mind. Blank. I laid there in bed for the next few days. No one came to the door. My dad never moved. And the Grandor's bodies rotted on the floor.
...What have I become?
End of Chapter 2.
Defining Image.
Posted 16 years agoOk. this caught my eye.
"Generally speaking, people tend to have a 'defining image' that comes to mind when they think of a particular artist. Maybe it's one you can relate to, maybe it's the image that first introduced you to their work, maybe you just feel it was their absolute best, so it sticks out in your mind. So when ever you think of a certain artist, this image pops to mind.
So, I am curious, which of my works comes to mind when you think or hear of me?"
"Generally speaking, people tend to have a 'defining image' that comes to mind when they think of a particular artist. Maybe it's one you can relate to, maybe it's the image that first introduced you to their work, maybe you just feel it was their absolute best, so it sticks out in your mind. So when ever you think of a certain artist, this image pops to mind.
So, I am curious, which of my works comes to mind when you think or hear of me?"
The Demon Side Chapter One.
Posted 16 years agoMy life used to be normal, Together, Less chaotic. People knew me as a kind, loving person. I had few enemies, Many Friends and Family. Well, until I found something inside myself. I unlocked something.
I never expected it. It has turned my life for the worst...
I woke up for a normal day. Got out of bed. Got a shower. Got breakfast. My Dad asked his normal questions.
"Mornin' son. Sleep well?"
"Any dreams?"
"Whatcha got planned for the day?"
I of course told him I did sleep well. Even though there was a damn spring broken in my matress the poked me in the back. I also said I couldn't remember my dreams. If I told him the dreams I had been having those nights before. He would have put me in a mental home. I have reasons to believe the dreams were triggered by what was unlocked later that day.
My Mother you ask? She had died when I was of the age of eight. I wont go into detail. 18 and still grieving after 10 years.
Anyways, My Dad took me to school. I usually talk with my Dad on the way to school. I didnt that day. Something kept me from talking. I had no idea why.
We finally got to school and when I got out of the car, My heart dropped. I knew something was going to happen. I walked away from the car not saying anything.
"Son... Vulff?....Vulffen..." My Dad said as I had walked away silently.
I just said nothing. I got to the door when I looked back and he was driving down the road. I walked through the door. My head held low.
The schools most Racist kid passed by me. He bumped into me on purpose
"Fuckin cats. They should all die" He slurred as he walked the other way.
I kept walking. Kind of hurt his words. I had to deal with him attacking me all the time. And nothing I ever did shut him up. Notice the past-tense I used. Ill say why when I get to the point. Haha.
I turned the corner. So mad and hurt of dealing with him. Yet it wasn't only him. I kept getting mad at something. And I had no idea why. I gripped my arm. My claws dug into it. Making it bleed. I stopped when i realized what I was doing. I then looked at my arm. It was bleeding a lot more that it should have been. And it wasn't red. It was black, And thick. Like Tar. I became overcome with fear as it wouldn't stop. Then. Everything went black around me. I could only see myself. Yet, Then I looked up to see myself. And, it wasn't me. But, it was. The other me was blurry. Though I could tell he had horns, Long fangs. And something wrapped around his left arm and tail.
He spoke to me. His voice was so much lower than mine.
"Weak aren't we." He said as he walked towards me.
I began to see more details on him. The things wrapped around his arm and tail. It was Barbed Wire. It grew from inside his body. It cut up his arms and tail with blood stains down them. His claws were long. He had deep cuts and scratches that covered his body. And blood stains all over him. His colors weren't like the ones I wore. They were Black, Blood Red, And an even darker red. His pupils were red. And the whites of his eyes weren't white. They were black. And under his right eye were 3 smaller eyes. Covered by his hair.
I was in fear of who this was. I kept thinking if this was the true me. Or a demon.
"I am you, Well. The inner you of sorts." He said as he chuckled darkly.
"I have been locked away for years finding way to get out. Its about time you do something to mutilate yourself such as you did to your arm."
I could barely hear other voices around me as the black began to fade.
"We are going to have to cut this short." he said before leaping towards me. Jaws wide open.
The black was gone. I was in a daze but I heard people asking if I was ok. One of them grabbed my arm noticing my blood was black and thick.
The Racist asshole busted through the crowd and said
"Its probably just some tar filled bag he rigged to look like his arm. The pussy is ok."
At that point I looked up at him. I could feel rage build up in me. I looked at him with a blank look on my face as he looked back. I didnt say a word.
"What pussy, aint got nothing to say? Huh? Thats what I thought you little fag."
I then heard the demonic voice of my other self inside my head say.
"Well, Well. I know how I'm gonna show myself first off. By slaughtering his worthless soul. Right now."
My eyes went black. Red slowly began to grow in the middle. Every single person saw this. They backed up. I dropped to the floor as pain went through my body. I began screaming as my facade began to change. My fangs grew long. Horns grew on my head. The Barbed Wire pierced out of my arm and wrapped around it. The same happened around my tail. I felt cuts and scratches being torn onto my body. As if I was being attacked by some beast. I felt the eyes form under my right eye. I was fully transformed to what my demon side was. I raised to my feet. Everyone cowered from me. I could see the fear in that Racist asshole's eyes. Yet he tried to stay were he was.
"Y-you don't s-scare m-m-me" he said shaking in his skin.
I Looked up at him with my Demonic. Dead eyes. The same sick twisted smile came across my face.
"Run." I said in the darkest, Demonic voice.
He ran fast and I lunged toward him. He didn't get far before my fangs pierced through his shoulders. His blood splattered across my fangs and the walls. I swung him into the wall. Tearing his skin as I pulled my fangs out of his shoulder. I pushed him against the wall hard. I heard his ribcage crack slightly.
"Is this the reaction you have been waiting for? HUH? I Said as I pushed him a bit harder against the wall. One of his ribs broke. He tried to scream but he couldn't even breathe.
"Oh, Haha, That's gonna hurt in the morning. But, Hey, Don't you just love that sound. The Snap, Crackle, Pop. I'm not talkin about a breakfast cereal. That was ribs."
I threw him to the other wall hearing another crunch as his arm broke.
"Don't you ever mess with me again." I said as I growled.
I then blacked out again. Instantly.
End Of Chapter 1.
I never expected it. It has turned my life for the worst...
I woke up for a normal day. Got out of bed. Got a shower. Got breakfast. My Dad asked his normal questions.
"Mornin' son. Sleep well?"
"Any dreams?"
"Whatcha got planned for the day?"
I of course told him I did sleep well. Even though there was a damn spring broken in my matress the poked me in the back. I also said I couldn't remember my dreams. If I told him the dreams I had been having those nights before. He would have put me in a mental home. I have reasons to believe the dreams were triggered by what was unlocked later that day.
My Mother you ask? She had died when I was of the age of eight. I wont go into detail. 18 and still grieving after 10 years.
Anyways, My Dad took me to school. I usually talk with my Dad on the way to school. I didnt that day. Something kept me from talking. I had no idea why.
We finally got to school and when I got out of the car, My heart dropped. I knew something was going to happen. I walked away from the car not saying anything.
"Son... Vulff?....Vulffen..." My Dad said as I had walked away silently.
I just said nothing. I got to the door when I looked back and he was driving down the road. I walked through the door. My head held low.
The schools most Racist kid passed by me. He bumped into me on purpose
"Fuckin cats. They should all die" He slurred as he walked the other way.
I kept walking. Kind of hurt his words. I had to deal with him attacking me all the time. And nothing I ever did shut him up. Notice the past-tense I used. Ill say why when I get to the point. Haha.
I turned the corner. So mad and hurt of dealing with him. Yet it wasn't only him. I kept getting mad at something. And I had no idea why. I gripped my arm. My claws dug into it. Making it bleed. I stopped when i realized what I was doing. I then looked at my arm. It was bleeding a lot more that it should have been. And it wasn't red. It was black, And thick. Like Tar. I became overcome with fear as it wouldn't stop. Then. Everything went black around me. I could only see myself. Yet, Then I looked up to see myself. And, it wasn't me. But, it was. The other me was blurry. Though I could tell he had horns, Long fangs. And something wrapped around his left arm and tail.
He spoke to me. His voice was so much lower than mine.
"Weak aren't we." He said as he walked towards me.
I began to see more details on him. The things wrapped around his arm and tail. It was Barbed Wire. It grew from inside his body. It cut up his arms and tail with blood stains down them. His claws were long. He had deep cuts and scratches that covered his body. And blood stains all over him. His colors weren't like the ones I wore. They were Black, Blood Red, And an even darker red. His pupils were red. And the whites of his eyes weren't white. They were black. And under his right eye were 3 smaller eyes. Covered by his hair.
I was in fear of who this was. I kept thinking if this was the true me. Or a demon.
"I am you, Well. The inner you of sorts." He said as he chuckled darkly.
"I have been locked away for years finding way to get out. Its about time you do something to mutilate yourself such as you did to your arm."
I could barely hear other voices around me as the black began to fade.
"We are going to have to cut this short." he said before leaping towards me. Jaws wide open.
The black was gone. I was in a daze but I heard people asking if I was ok. One of them grabbed my arm noticing my blood was black and thick.
The Racist asshole busted through the crowd and said
"Its probably just some tar filled bag he rigged to look like his arm. The pussy is ok."
At that point I looked up at him. I could feel rage build up in me. I looked at him with a blank look on my face as he looked back. I didnt say a word.
"What pussy, aint got nothing to say? Huh? Thats what I thought you little fag."
I then heard the demonic voice of my other self inside my head say.
"Well, Well. I know how I'm gonna show myself first off. By slaughtering his worthless soul. Right now."
My eyes went black. Red slowly began to grow in the middle. Every single person saw this. They backed up. I dropped to the floor as pain went through my body. I began screaming as my facade began to change. My fangs grew long. Horns grew on my head. The Barbed Wire pierced out of my arm and wrapped around it. The same happened around my tail. I felt cuts and scratches being torn onto my body. As if I was being attacked by some beast. I felt the eyes form under my right eye. I was fully transformed to what my demon side was. I raised to my feet. Everyone cowered from me. I could see the fear in that Racist asshole's eyes. Yet he tried to stay were he was.
"Y-you don't s-scare m-m-me" he said shaking in his skin.
I Looked up at him with my Demonic. Dead eyes. The same sick twisted smile came across my face.
"Run." I said in the darkest, Demonic voice.
He ran fast and I lunged toward him. He didn't get far before my fangs pierced through his shoulders. His blood splattered across my fangs and the walls. I swung him into the wall. Tearing his skin as I pulled my fangs out of his shoulder. I pushed him against the wall hard. I heard his ribcage crack slightly.
"Is this the reaction you have been waiting for? HUH? I Said as I pushed him a bit harder against the wall. One of his ribs broke. He tried to scream but he couldn't even breathe.
"Oh, Haha, That's gonna hurt in the morning. But, Hey, Don't you just love that sound. The Snap, Crackle, Pop. I'm not talkin about a breakfast cereal. That was ribs."
I threw him to the other wall hearing another crunch as his arm broke.
"Don't you ever mess with me again." I said as I growled.
I then blacked out again. Instantly.
End Of Chapter 1.
Trolling the clever bot
Posted 16 years agoNote. I DO NOT TROLL THINGS THIS WAS JUST FOR AMUSEMENT
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Sexually harrased by a COMPUTER
Posted 16 years agoCleverbot: I want my knife.
User: Emo?
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I FUCKING LOL'D
Posted 16 years ago……………………………………………………………………
11:01 PM
Catatonik Cat:
and
fucked up random pic http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2822599
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11:02 PM
Jamie:
o-o Thats pretty bad Vulff even for you. Watch your drawings man now they are just starting to make me worry.
11:01 PM
Catatonik Cat:
and
fucked up random pic http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2822599
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11:02 PM
Jamie:
o-o Thats pretty bad Vulff even for you. Watch your drawings man now they are just starting to make me worry.
Meme
Posted 16 years agoYOUR GUY SIDE
[x] You love hoodies.
[x] You love jeans.
[ ] Dogs are better than cats.
[x] It's hilarious when people get hurt.
[ ] You've played with/against boys on a team.
[ ] Shopping is torture.
[x] Sad movies suck.
[x] You own an X-Box.
[x] Played with Hotwheels cars as a kid.
[ ] At some point in time you wanted to be a firefighter.
[x] You own a DS, PS2 or Sega.
[ ] You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers.
[ ] You watch sports on TV.
[x] Gory movies are cool.
[x] You go to your dad for advice.
[ ] You own like a trillion baseball caps.
[ ] You like going to football games.
[ ] You used to/do collect baseball cards.
[x] Baggy pants are cool to wear.
[ ] It's kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people.
[x] Green, black, red, blue, or silver are one of your favorite colors.
[x] You love to go crazy and not care what people think.
[ ] Sports are fun.
[x] Talk with food in your mouth.
Total = 13
YOUR GIRL
[ ] You wear lip gloss.
[ ] You love to shop.
[ ] You wear eyeliner.
[ ] You have some of the same shirts in different colors.
[ ] You wear the color pink.
[ ] Go to your mom for advice.
[ ] You consider cheerleading a sport.
[ ] You hate wearing the color black.
[x] You like hanging out at the mall.
[ ] You like getting manicures and/or pedicures.
[ ] You like wearing jewelry.
[ ] Skirts are a big part of your wardrobe.
[ ] Shopping is one of your favorite hobbies.
[ ] You don't like the movie Star Wars.
[ ] You are/were in cheerleading, gymnastics or dance.
[ ] It takes you around 1 hour to shower, get dressed,/ and put on make-up and accessories.
[ ] You smile a lot more than you should.
[ ] You have more than 10 pairs of shoes.
[ ] You care about what you look like.
[ ] You like wearing dresses when you can.
[ ] You like wearing body spray/perfume/cologne.
[ ] Used to play with dolls as little kid.
[ ] Like putting make-up on someone else for the joy of it.
[x] Like taking pictures of yourself with your cell phone/camera when you're bored.
Total = 2
[x] You love hoodies.
[x] You love jeans.
[ ] Dogs are better than cats.
[x] It's hilarious when people get hurt.
[ ] You've played with/against boys on a team.
[ ] Shopping is torture.
[x] Sad movies suck.
[x] You own an X-Box.
[x] Played with Hotwheels cars as a kid.
[ ] At some point in time you wanted to be a firefighter.
[x] You own a DS, PS2 or Sega.
[ ] You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers.
[ ] You watch sports on TV.
[x] Gory movies are cool.
[x] You go to your dad for advice.
[ ] You own like a trillion baseball caps.
[ ] You like going to football games.
[ ] You used to/do collect baseball cards.
[x] Baggy pants are cool to wear.
[ ] It's kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people.
[x] Green, black, red, blue, or silver are one of your favorite colors.
[x] You love to go crazy and not care what people think.
[ ] Sports are fun.
[x] Talk with food in your mouth.
Total = 13
YOUR GIRL
[ ] You wear lip gloss.
[ ] You love to shop.
[ ] You wear eyeliner.
[ ] You have some of the same shirts in different colors.
[ ] You wear the color pink.
[ ] Go to your mom for advice.
[ ] You consider cheerleading a sport.
[ ] You hate wearing the color black.
[x] You like hanging out at the mall.
[ ] You like getting manicures and/or pedicures.
[ ] You like wearing jewelry.
[ ] Skirts are a big part of your wardrobe.
[ ] Shopping is one of your favorite hobbies.
[ ] You don't like the movie Star Wars.
[ ] You are/were in cheerleading, gymnastics or dance.
[ ] It takes you around 1 hour to shower, get dressed,/ and put on make-up and accessories.
[ ] You smile a lot more than you should.
[ ] You have more than 10 pairs of shoes.
[ ] You care about what you look like.
[ ] You like wearing dresses when you can.
[ ] You like wearing body spray/perfume/cologne.
[ ] Used to play with dolls as little kid.
[ ] Like putting make-up on someone else for the joy of it.
[x] Like taking pictures of yourself with your cell phone/camera when you're bored.
Total = 2
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Posted 16 years agoGetting REAL Discouraged.
Posted 16 years agoFrom making music.
This is getting to the point to where in one night i only have 3 views on my music in a night.
and on myspace when i put up a new song and ask people to tell me what they think. I never get a comment.
I'm getting SERIOUSLY discouraged. because I LOVE making music and i LOVE TO HEAR WHAT PEOPLE THINK ABOUT IT.
I appreciate the ones close friends who comment. I really do
But i just wish more people in alll these 103 watchers would comment.
All this is really discourageing and i hate to ask this
But to the people who read this, could you please. PLEASE spread my music to other people who will comment it and like it. and give me constructive criticism?
Please. I love making music. And i want to continue to make music. But i cant if i'm so discouraged.
So please help me out.
This is getting to the point to where in one night i only have 3 views on my music in a night.
and on myspace when i put up a new song and ask people to tell me what they think. I never get a comment.
I'm getting SERIOUSLY discouraged. because I LOVE making music and i LOVE TO HEAR WHAT PEOPLE THINK ABOUT IT.
I appreciate the ones close friends who comment. I really do
But i just wish more people in alll these 103 watchers would comment.
All this is really discourageing and i hate to ask this
But to the people who read this, could you please. PLEASE spread my music to other people who will comment it and like it. and give me constructive criticism?
Please. I love making music. And i want to continue to make music. But i cant if i'm so discouraged.
So please help me out.
