Author Topic: If you had a chance to kill the above user...  (Read 15943 times)

do absolutely loving nothing, boring you to death

Idk, I have no reason to want to.

I'd repeatedly stab you with a spear with multiple barbs, pulling it out again each time to tear the flesh. Once you died, I would cut the skin off of your head, fashion a shank out of your jawbone, and blind your family, eye by eye, pausing between each eye to let the pain set in. Then I'd cut out their tongues and pull out their teeth with pliers, and kick them into a ditch and bury them alive.

I'd condense your morbidity into a bane and slay the evil inside of you!


I'd condense your morbidity into a bane and slay the evil inside of you!
did I died?




no, only your evil
I'm not evil,  though my thoughts tend to dwell in the dark valley. I'd spare you, Nom, because I already killed you and your family.

I'm not evil,  though my thoughts tend to dwell in the dark valley. I'd spare you, Nom, because I already killed you and your family.
exactly, i killed your evil so you aren't evil anymore.

First I'd saw off your leg with a rusty piece of scrap metal, and beat you across the face with it until your jaw is shattered. I'd chop your tounge off with the same piece of metal and force-feed you both the tongue and the scrap metal. I'd cut out your eyes and sew the eyelids shut, and if you're not dead by then I'd force your face onto a burning skillet until the skin of your face catches fire. Then I'd slit your throat and tack you up on my wall as a trophy.

I would dig out your intestines with my fingernails, and then scratch off the skin on your skull.

Killing is not the answer!

Cut off arms, cauterize the wounds, then the next day off with the legs, cauterize the wounds. I'd force feed you and keep you in a padded room where I would cut you with various blades in non lethal locations and dump hydrogen peroxide in the wounds, cleaning them up so you wouldn't die yet. I'd drag you outside, lay you out on the ground, and slam away at your torso with a sledgehammer until I burst the heart, then bury the body and flee the country.
I'd be dead from shock, pain, trauma and blood loss way before the 3rd day.