Showing results for tag "graphic"

I ran out of fucking corn flakes.

Brandon Crooms

26 Jan, 2015 10:59 AM

“Today was exceedingly slow. First off, waking up at 6:30, ‘who even fucking scheduled that!?’ anyways, waking up seemed to take forever. I must have slept wonderfully last night because drool was EVERYWHERE! UGH! It was like a hound dog that kept his mouth wide open all night long. Breakfast was good, though I ran out of fucking corn flakes. The cat would not shut up either. However, the rest of the time at home went pretty smooth; got dressed, left for work…blah, blah. The ride to work was GOD awful! So much traffic and ASSHOLE drivers!! This butt-head decided that he wanted to turn in front of me. Casually, I sped up in hopes of ramming the bastard. My conscience was telling me that I should go follow this guy for a little "chit chat". Well I did. We must have driven for an hour or so. I had... [Read More]

Tags: Psycopath, Psycho, Killing, Knife, Killer, Murder, Death, Insanity, Insane, Crazy, Blood, Graphic
Votes: 6

Faces

Brittany Revis

18 Aug, 2013 08:53 AM

My mom says you shouldn't hate anyone. You should always love regardless of how that person 'is'. But I couldn't help it. Holding that gun to his face and him mirroring my actions felt so good! I smiled when the look of desperation flashed in his eyes. 'Almost like a deer in the headlights.' I laughed. "Why? I love you." He says. "I love you too. But at the same time I hate you more then anything." My emotionless eyes boor into his. I've always hated him. Somewhere deep down I knew this would happen. I knew we would be the end of each other. Such a perfect.. Finish. He doesn't want to kill me. Oh, but I want to kill him. And if he killed me it would just make this even better. I smiled at him. I know he knows. He looks beautiful.. His blond hair stick on... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Suicide, Love, Leave, Murder, Gun, Hate, Graphic
Votes: 9

Sparks Fly

Xyla Baites

31 Jul, 2013 12:33 AM

Electric. That was the only word for it. The only word to describe the intensity of his screams, the strength of his jolts. The only word to capture the feel of the moment, the heat and the haze, as Derrick leaned closer and pushed the lever again, ratcheting the dose a little higher. The electricity shot through Luke, there, tied down on the experimenting table. His piercing grey eyes pleaded with Derrick to let him go, but Derrick just grinned deviously and pushed Luke to the edge again. Screams echoed around the laboratory. "Please, let...me...go," Luke begged tiredly, his eyes half-closed. "Never," Derrick growled as he electrified the poor boy's body again. The shouts died down as Luke grew more and more exhausted. Two jolts later, and he passed out on the cold metal table. Derrick grunted in frustration, but left the blond as he was, breathing gently. He'd have... [Read More]

Tags: Electricity, Torture, Devil, Dark Mind, Torment, Graphic
Votes: 3

Torment { Tormentor }

CassiopeiaNova

20 Jul, 2013 10:00 PM

Rushing through the woods late at night. Deep into the darkest corner, where the agonizing screams can not be heard. Walking into a small cabin. Marvelling at All the horrors within I thirst for the sweet smell of blood to fill the air. I take the next victim; unconscious I tightly bind them to a low table. Awaiting them to wake once more. I clean the dry blood off my tools from a previous session. The last body had been disposed of only hours ago, yet I had not been satisfied with the pain, agony and blood. I bend down as they start to wake. "Welcome to hell" I whisper in her ear. "Never again will you see the light of day." Small sobs echo through the room. "My sweet little pet, don't you cry." I stoke her hair softly. "It'll end just as quickly as it began." Walking over... [Read More]

Tags: Torment, Torture, Pain, Horror, Nightmare, Despair, Scream, Scary, Dark World, Graphic
Votes: 2

Broken Babies

Nikki Necronomicon

06 Jun, 2013 08:51 AM

It was an average spring day. Birds chirped as they fed their newly hatched babies. Bees and dragon flies zipped through the air. I laid my head back to enjoy this sweet day. As I was dozing off, the peace broke. My dog frantically ran passed me to the front of the yard. Out of curiosity, I followed her to see What she was all worked up about. I walked the dirt path and came to a halt when I saw her. She was sniffing a dead possum that feel out of the tall pine tree. It's skull cracked instantly as hit the ground. I managed to shoo my dog away from the animal. I went inside the house, grabbed some gloves and walked back to the dead possum. My intention was to remove it, but when I came closer, I saw that the possum was in labor before the... [Read More]

Tags: Death, True Story, Murder, Graphic
Votes: 24

Test subject #1

BloodBiscuit

23 May, 2013 01:59 AM

The bottom of the test tube blackened underneath the Bunsen burner. The indigo colored mixture inside bubbled. "Excellent.... Time for a test subject.." The man said. He slicked back his long blonde hair and licked his lips. "What do you think Arthur? Would you like to par take in my tasting my new potion?" He asked. Arthur trembled on the table. He was secured to the table by chains. His mouth was taped. He crunched his eyes up and started crying. "Ana... Remove the tape from Arthur's mouth... I think he has something to say." Ana hesitated. "Sir I don't think he has to say anything.. He's crying." She responded. "Oh come now Ana! He wants to tell me something! You don't know good old Arthur like I do." The man responded, followed by a deep chuckle. "I.. Uh " She shuffled her feet. "ANA!" He yelled into the girls... [Read More]

Tags: Scientific, Experiment, Potion, Murder, Passion, Sadistic, Death, Graphic
Votes: -1

Nevermore

Wes Dark Oakes

29 Jan, 2013 09:49 PM

He waited in the night like a trapdoor spider, ready to lunge at the first insect to pass by. He didn't care if his subject was male or female, he could work with both. He saw movement in the corner of his eye. A young female came up the sidewalk, dressed for a night at the club. As she passed by he jumped out of the alleyway wrapping his arm around her pulling her in. He quickly chloroformed her as he ducked back into the darken alleyway. She was out cold instantly and he laid her on the ground binding her feet and hands with rope. He then gagged her and blind folded her, leaving only sound and touch as her allies. He threw her into the back of the van and shut the doors quietly. He was all the way on 4th street when she started to stir. She... [Read More]

Tags: Nevermore, Art, Madness, Horror, Torture, Sadistic Art, Death, Graphic
Votes: 20

Relapse

BloodBiscuit

22 Dec, 2012 04:36 AM

The black sky smelt of burning wood, and campfires. The aging mans hair was damp. He had not hurt anyone in so long but the pressure in him was building. He loved doing it. The way it made him feel. Then again in 1581 you could kill much easier without being caught. He walked to the edge of the forest. His head pulsed, he dropped to the forest floor and began to hyperventilate. He was sweating from his forehead and his neck. He dropped his travel bag, and his remaining water spilled into the dirt as he collapsed. When he awoke His eyes were weary, and very cold. His pupils grew tiny. He stood from the ground and picked up nothing, he walked to the closest house. A small cottage. Inside he found a small sword. And a man sleeping. A farmer most likely. He looked at him strangely and... [Read More]

Tags: Relapse, BloodBiscuit, Psycopath, Crazy, Lunatic, Deranged, Horror, Scary, Graphic
Votes: 3

Torture (Victim)

Ryan

19 Dec, 2012 04:55 AM

I look at my captor carefully as I can, trying not to let them know I’m awake. As I take in HIS lean frame, HE turns and sees that I’m awake on the cold, hard, metal table. I look away whimpering when HE smiles at me, it’s not the happy haha kind of smile, it’s more like haha I’m going to do so many horrible things to you and love it kind of smile. As I look at the ceiling I see the mirror on the ceiling, and vaguely wonder what it’s there for in the back of my mind. I turn my head sharply as I hear HIM move closer to me, I catch a glimpse of what HE was doing, and what was behind HIM, and see the sharp, silver tools, and start to panic. I struggle with the bonds on my hands and feet but they're too... [Read More]

Tags: Dark, Death, Pain, Torture, Scary, Creepy, Psycopath, Graphic
Votes: 10

Titanium

Arcana Solciece

11 Dec, 2012 06:38 AM

Andrea walked into the empty factory... "Hello?" she asked quietly, uncertainly. She sat on a black bench and shivered in fear... Rewind: The titanium factory was abandoned more than 60 years ago. It stood emptily next to the town, unused. It has never worked, and the villagers believed that the machinery was broken. Andrea was a typical teenager. Good grades, good looks, but she partied and drank and smoked every night. She even accepted stupid dares. She and her three friends were walking leisurely when one of her friends, Isaac, spoke up. "You know, there isn't actually proof that the metal shop crap is actually..dead, ya know?" Andrea and the other two stared at him in disbelief. He continued talking. "You know, I'll pay 200 bucks for anyone who can stay in there for two hours." The three friends scoffed. One of them, a girl named Chelsea, was arrogant and... [Read More]

Tags: Creepy, Scream, Death, Monster, Scary, Dark World, Graphic
Votes: 16