"This won't be long." I softly said as grabbed a knife from the metal table to my right. You're body laying on a larger metal table in front of me, a dim light pours what little light it can onto you and the nearby floor. "I promise". I doped you up just prior, so you won't feel a thing, but still conscious enough to see what is going on, just what I wanted. I placed my right hand on your left side and became to cut a vertical slice down the right half of your upper chest. After reaching the bottom of roughly parrell to your belly button, I stopped, and began to slowly walk clockwise around you. My heavy shoes clanging on the hard flooring. Now on your other side, I placed my hand on your chest again and started to cut another vertical cut on your left. The sharp blade was no trouble go through your skin.

Once I reached the bottom. I made two quick slices at the top and bottom, cutting a rectangle into your chest. I placed the knife back on the and swapped it for another tool, similar to that of a metal spatula. I poked my finger in one of the corners of the rectangle cut and hooked it up, while I took the spatula and lifted your skin, like how you would grab a piece of a baked lasagna. I pulled up the piece of skin and tossed it onto the cold hard floor. Revealing your inner organs. "Now the fun can begin." I whispered quietly to you as I tightened the plastic gloves I had on. I danced my finger around your organs and rib cage for a few seconds, then I swiftly grabbed the sharp knife again and made several cuts to your small intestine.

I pulled several feet of your intestine out of you and cut if of. Letting me fumble it around like a slimy worm. I wrapped the intestine around my neck like a scarf and finished pulling the remaining length out and threw it onto the ground beside the flab of skin. I patted my hands on my apron to remove some blood and shoved them back into your chest and ripped out your stomach. It had a mixture of smooth and rough texture as I squished it. I took a quick glance at your face and I could sense the horrified look in your eyes. So I began to squeeze in the stomach in so anything inside it would push out the end where the esophagus meets. A vile goo seeped out onto your right hand leaving a horrid stench. I dipped my index finger into the goo and shoved it into my mouth. After a deep swallow. I looked at you and asked "Want to try some?"

I moved up to your mouth. Pressing my bloodied fingers into your cheeks. I took the knife again, pulled your jaw down and stabbed it into your tongue. With several brutal insertions, I tore out the mangled bits and put them in my mouth. Digesting them. "Yummy. A little chewy, but not bad." I let my grip on your jaw, it stayed open since you have no control over body functions. Peering over my table of tools, the ends of your intestine just barely touching the metal, I grabbed the pliers. "I'm sure you know what I'll do with this." I placed my arm along the top of your right wrist and took the pryers and grasped your ring finger, just past the first joint. With a few tight pulls and squeezes I managed to rip off your finger and I placed it into your mouth, with the remains of your mangled tongue. I eventually did this to your middle and index finger. With a new sharp blade, the other one once beginning to dull. I took the knife, waved in around in circles above your right eye and thrusted it through your retina. With one final touch I coiled your intestine on your collarbone. "All done....For now.." I pulled off my gloves and walked off into the surrounding shadows.

Women can have opinions?

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add me on skype nigga

How?

what's your skype name?

What does that mean?

fucking go an hero

I literally just installed this program.
It didn't let me choose a name, I just signed in with my microsoft account.

what's your microsoft account name?

Damn you guys are fucked up.

You know, couldn't you just conform to the high school landscape and join a sports team and be a good boy

Uh...because you haven't joined?

Who doesn't?

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Quote from: SecondClass on January 28, 2015, 10:48:09 PM

They have some good covers. Not better than The Beatles, though. No band is.

You misspelled My Chemical Romance.

Get the fuck out, you stupid little shit.

They have some good covers. Not better than The Beatles, though. No band is.