Posted September 23, 201213 yr Decisions, decisions. Conflict: You have to kill someone in a brutal painful death. Who in this sight must die?
September 24, 201213 yr Myself. I offer myself as a sacrifice to the gods of the forum, because there's only a letter difference between "god" and "mod." I don't know what they'll actually do with my sacrifice, granted, but I'm sure they'll think of something.
September 24, 201213 yr seriously what the everloving firetruck The question is think of the most painful and gruesome death. How is mine not painful and gruesome?
September 24, 201213 yr The question is think of the most painful and gruesome death. How is mine not painful and gruesome? no, the question was whonot what sort of firetrucked up and creepy way you would go about it
September 24, 201213 yr Myself. I offer myself as a sacrifice to the gods of the forum, because there's only a letter difference between "god" and "mod." I don't know what they'll actually do with my sacrifice, granted, but I'm sure they'll think of something. I sacrifice all staff members on this forum to you.
September 24, 201213 yr no, the question was who not what sort of firetrucked up and creepy way you would go about it Copy and paste from OP"Decisions, decisions. Conflict: You have to kill someone in a brutal painful death. Who in this sight must die?"
September 24, 201213 yr Copy and paste from OP "Decisions, decisions. Conflict: You have to kill someone in a brutal painful death. Who in this sight must die?" "Who in this sight must die?" not "HOW WOULD YOU KILL THEM"
September 24, 201213 yr How I'd kill the two nippled people : First, I would make a club called "Two Nipple Pride." When enough people join, I'll gas them. After that, I'll tie them up together. Like how Hyperion will make them poo themselves, I'll make them pee and poo themselves, and I'll keep on giving them laxatives, so they poo even more. Then, I will grab all the poo and pee and mix some baking ingredients and laxatives and bake it for an hour, 350 degrees Fahrenheit. I will let if cool off and add some cute frosting on it, and spray it with perfume. Then, after a few days, I will tell them, "Okay, you've been good kids. I will feed you." Because of the laxative in the cake, they will start pooing again, with some new ingredients. I will gather it all up, and melt all the ingredients they pooed out. I will bake again, this time, adding their vomit. I will feed it to them again. Once they start dying, diseases will spread. I will release the rats, so they can get the disease. After, I will hire professionals to gather the rats and set them around in places I hate. This disease will be called 'Fecetosis.' I will gather the survivors. They are to return to their houses, and not say anything. Once they spread the disease to their family, their family will spread it to their friends, and so on. MWHAHAHAA! and that's my personal fantasy.
September 24, 201213 yr BEWARE, THIS IS A firetruckED UP DEATH. Sora96, first put a big bag over his head and deprive him of food for a few days. Let him shit in his own pants and don't change them. Then, slice off all his fingers, and all his toes. Take salt shove it in the open wounds then pour acid on them. After that I would beat him up, but make sure he was still alive. Then I would yank out all his teeth, and then push his teeth into his skin (Like nails in a wall) after than yank all his hair out, make a rope, and cut off the circulation to his leg. After his leg is dead I slice it off and hit him with it. Then I cut away the skin so his femur is showing, I sharpen it to a point, cut the bone off and draw on his back with it. Then I break his arms, and neck. Since he cannot move now, I dowse him in gasoline, and light him on fire all the while hitting him with his leg again. After the body is charred I crunch it up into dust, mix it into clay, and make a vase out of it. I then throw the vase down into the sewer to crack into a billion pieces and end up who knows where. That's what I would do, I know I'm pretty firetrucked up. Sora if you're reading this, I'm only joking. It's not a threat, you're just the only person I'm, least fond of on this site, couldn't think of anyone else. Didn't think it would get that gruesome, but I have a weird imagination. How I'd kill the two nippled people : First, I would make a club called "Two Nipple Pride." When enough people join, I'll gas them. After that, I'll tie them up together. Like how Hyperion will make them poo themselves, I'll make them pee and poo themselves, and I'll keep on giving them laxatives, so they poo even more. Then, I will grab all the poo and pee and mix some baking ingredients and laxatives and bake it for an hour, 350 degrees Fahrenheit. I will let if cool off and add some cute frosting on it, and spray it with perfume. Then, after a few days, I will tell them, "Okay, you've been good kids. I will feed you." Because of the laxative in the cake, they will start pooing again, with some new ingredients. I will gather it all up, and melt all the ingredients they pooed out. I will bake again, this time, adding their vomit. I will feed it to them again. Once they start dying, diseases will spread. I will release the rats, so they can get the disease. After, I will hire professionals to gather the rats and set them around in places I hate. This disease will be called 'Fecetosis.' I will gather the survivors. They are to return to their houses, and not say anything. Once they spread the disease to their family, their family will spread it to their friends, and so on. MWHAHAHAA! and that's my personal fantasy.
September 24, 201213 yr Shana09, hands down. I would kill her and then bring her back to life, just so I could kill her again. Once for every time she's ever called me Tery.
September 24, 201213 yr Shana09, hands down. I would kill her and then bring her back to life, just so I could kill her again. Once for every time she's ever called me Tery. But... isn't that your name?Like, isn't Ertyx an Organization X spelling type deal?
September 24, 201213 yr But... isn't that your name? Like, isn't Ertyx an Organization X spelling type deal? No, my name is Trey. But someone tried to figure out my real name and they thought it was Tery. Now Shana won't stop calling me that.
Decisions, decisions.
Conflict: You have to kill someone in a brutal painful death.
Who in this sight must die?