Bored.
- Locked due to inactivity on Aug 4, '16 4:17pm
Thread Topic: Bored.
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La la la la la laaa~!
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Okie, and I love your character!
Name: Santiago Morales (Oh GOD this sounds like an obvious Latino)
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Murdered: Several men out of jealousy
Looks: -
Thanks~! I love yours!
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O wai thank uuu. xD
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xD God, you are gonna find SO MANY serial-killer based charries coming from me! xDDD Start?
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I can't wait to see them! and yeesssh, but you first because you come up with epic beginnings. :D
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James growled, tossing the remains of his latest victim all over the woods. His face was splattered with blood and his eyes had a wild,crazed look.
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Santiago sat calmly at the trunk of a tree, a corpse at his feet. The corpse was of none other but a man around his age. It was covered it nothing but blood and the flies had already started to stir around it, and the bloody knife beside the body.
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James let out a truimphant cry, echoing across the town. He grinned, staring at his reflection in the lake.
(Okay, I'm still trying to come up with a name for the Dahmer-esque character, but he and the others WILL show up) -
(Okay! :D)
Hearing a yell that disturbed his mental peace to many levels, he stood up, his fists curled at his side. "Hey! Keep it down ya animal!" he hollered angrily, looking as though he may throw a temper tantrum at anytime. -
James just smirked and rolled his eyes. 'Humans, huh?' he muttered, talking to his own reflection.
Meanwhile...
Larry Straughter bit into the meaty chest of his latest catch, a teenage boy around his age. His green eyes sparkled with a sense of ferocious insanity.
(OBVIOUSLY based on Jeff) -
Santiago sighed and shook his head. He had had enough of all the damn yelling. Yelling when his victim saw him, yelling when he was killing the victim, and now yelling after the victim was killed? Hell no.
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'Ridiculous, aren't they?' he moved his left index finger gently through the water. 'Good thing we're not one of them, isn't it?'
(He thinks he's not a human. O.O)
Larry heard a conversation from a while away. Sounded like someone talking to themselves.
'Oh, damn.' the cannibal groaned, rolling his eyes. He kissed the corpse on the cheek and got up, departing from his meal. -
(Insane peoples. .-.)
"Ought to show him a piece of my mind!" he huffed, kicking the corpse a few times in frustration.
(Annndd I introduce new charrie in a moment. :D) -
(AWESOME! So am I!)
(Insany-sany-sany!)
'Why the Hell is it ALWAYS when I'm eating or something? Why?' Larry muttered, to himself, storming through the woods, soaked with blood.
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