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Species Wolf
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A killing SPREE isnt so much my thing. Im the very personal type. I like alone time with my "victims". Im not ALL just mutilation and gore. The human body is a beautiful thing you know. And should be admired and enjoyed! How can you appreciate things if you just go and tear it all to peices at firsst glance... -.- Im more refined, less barbaric...
I'm more for torture, I like to know my victims are in pain, but that is not so fun when sharing the experience with another. So I offered a killing spree to make things more like a contest or a joint effort to fulfill the satisfaction of ending life over the enjoyment of causing pain.
I can't agree with the human body being beautiful, it is more like a shell to me. A carcass to be, a festering cadaverous shell that is to protect and be utilized by our mind. Causing mental chaos through gore is very powerful, it makes the fear show so much more, the curiosity of the victim will be very apparent when their mind shuts off the pain receptors and sends them into an inebriated state of mind. Often just staring blankly at their extracted insides.
I'll tear something to pieces at first glance only if I'm out of control, which is rare, but very noticeable. I slouch a lot, generally my right shoulder is slagged slightly more than my left, My head turns to the side slightly as if a curious look from an animal. But my body twitches and shakes. Breathing slows, and it feels like I can sense every drop of blood rushing through my arms and legs. I feel like I become the embodiment of malice and my whole being is a weapon to be unleashed upon people around me.
When I'm on the brink of losing my mind is the most enjoyable moment, I'm more coherent, my general way of thinking is only fogged by sadistic urge so my intelligence doesn't degrade as much.
In short, out of control is an obsession with killing, On the brink is an obsession with the throat and ribcage. As myself I am obsessed with blood and semi obsessed with the ribs and throat, but not enough to want to tear into them.
I've my fears of my mental stability, but they are kind of complicated for me to explain.
I'm not barbaric, I just sadistic, but sometimes you have to test your limits to surpass them.
I can't agree with the human body being beautiful, it is more like a shell to me. A carcass to be, a festering cadaverous shell that is to protect and be utilized by our mind. Causing mental chaos through gore is very powerful, it makes the fear show so much more, the curiosity of the victim will be very apparent when their mind shuts off the pain receptors and sends them into an inebriated state of mind. Often just staring blankly at their extracted insides.
I'll tear something to pieces at first glance only if I'm out of control, which is rare, but very noticeable. I slouch a lot, generally my right shoulder is slagged slightly more than my left, My head turns to the side slightly as if a curious look from an animal. But my body twitches and shakes. Breathing slows, and it feels like I can sense every drop of blood rushing through my arms and legs. I feel like I become the embodiment of malice and my whole being is a weapon to be unleashed upon people around me.
When I'm on the brink of losing my mind is the most enjoyable moment, I'm more coherent, my general way of thinking is only fogged by sadistic urge so my intelligence doesn't degrade as much.
In short, out of control is an obsession with killing, On the brink is an obsession with the throat and ribcage. As myself I am obsessed with blood and semi obsessed with the ribs and throat, but not enough to want to tear into them.
I've my fears of my mental stability, but they are kind of complicated for me to explain.
I'm not barbaric, I just sadistic, but sometimes you have to test your limits to surpass them.
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