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Sunday, February 18th, 2007
3:46 pm
Death and eroticism...
My interest in death and murder is different then many here. As opposed to thinking about killing others, my death wish and fantasy is to be killed. And specifically, to be killed by a woman. It's a death fetish I've had for years and years, and though I've never figured out what it is about death I find erotic, it is something that I have longed seeked and yearned. I am especially interested in asphyxia and choking.

I've also had a fantasy of killing myself in front of a woman - I think that would be such a sexual thrill. Just to choke myself to death for their pleasure - quite demented, but lustful.

So, if any aspiring female serial killers want to talk and need a willing victim, then look no further...

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Sunday, December 31st, 2006
8:41 pm
I Love Cannibalism....
Hello everyone. Can anyone here give me any tips on how to be a cannibal and not get caught? That would be wonderful. It really bothers me that some people think that cannibalism and murder are wrong. I really don't understand how anyone can hate serial killers and actually want to see them locked up or exicuted. I'm baffeled. Can anyone tell me what life is like in an insane asylum? It is very important that I know. Thanks!

Current Mood: curious

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Thursday, August 31st, 2006
10:25 pm

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Sunday, April 2nd, 2006
1:53 am
HEY! check out my new community, drinkthakoolaid.
we really need members who can help with graphics/layout and general brutality.
we also are looking for murder for hire, and rapists. so.. join.

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Saturday, April 1st, 2006
12:29 am
Richard Chase LJ Community

Richard Chase Livejournal Community

A new group for discussion, fiction, and art related to serial killer Richard Chase. Chase is famous for his vicious murders of dogs, cats, and humans; the bodies of these victims were often sodomized, drained of blood, and devoured. All in all, a real go-getter. And he did it all to replenish his blood supply, as his soap-dish observations had confirmed that his heart was shrinking and his veins were filling with powder. And Nazi UFO's, too. Serious discussion is welcome, as is ironic fanart/fic. Plus, we have t-shirts. Seriously, join up.

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Saturday, February 18th, 2006
12:10 am

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Tuesday, January 10th, 2006
5:17 pm
Iron Chef: Cannibal

Each contestant is given one special ingrediant, through which they must make a multicourse meal in which the ingrediant is present in each dish. The objective is to best make use of the ingrediant to the best of it's possibilities, and to minimise waste.

The Special Ingrediant this week: Schoolgirl
Judged by Hannibal Lecter, Umbaba of the Amazons and Martha Stewart.

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Saturday, October 29th, 2005
1:40 am
have you ever tried people on shiscabob? its DELICISH! omg especially with extra salt. keep up the cannibalism peeps!! oo and once i killed my uncle and ate his penis in a hot dog bun. its really good. try it sometime. ILU guyz. rock on!

Current Mood: hungry

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Thursday, October 13th, 2005
7:52 am
Im pissed off right now. I dont know why but sometimes im just really mad. It makes me want to go up to someone and just shoot them in the face or go cut someones throat!!! My mom thinks im bipolar or something like that. But i think im just an angry person. But hey i really dont care cause it really doesnt matter to me what happens to anyone else.

Current Mood: pissed off

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Thursday, October 6th, 2005
5:17 pm
My hero
Sawney Bean and his Family
(These are the people the movie "The Hills Have Eyes" by Wes Craven is based off of)

This is the most famous “history“ of Sawney Bean – clearly derived, almost word for word, from various broadsheets that circulated in the early 18th century (the earliest one I have seen was from 1701). This one is by John Nicholson, and was originally published in 1843 in a collection entitled: “Historical and Traditional Tales Connected with the South of Scotland“. It is clearly the most famous one today.

The story has been handed down since then virtually unchanged (not unusual for a piece of fiction, but highly unusual for a piece of history). Sawney Bean and his cannibal clan – a real-life historical horror? You decide.

The following account, though as well attested as any historical fact can be, is almost incredible, for the monstrous and unparalleled barbarities that it relates; there being nothing that we ever heard of, with the same degree of certainty, that may be compared with it, or that shews how far a brutal temper, untamed by education, and knowledge of the world, may carry a man in such glaring and horrible colours.

Sawney Bean was born in the county of East Lothian, about eight or nine miles eastward of the city of Edinburgh, in the reign of James I of Scotland. His father was a hedger and ditcher and brought up his son to the same laborious employment.

He got his daily bread in his youth by these means, but being prone to idleness, and not caring to be confined to any honest employment, he left his father and mother, and ran away into the desert part of the country, taking with him a woman as viciously inclined as himself.

These two took up their habitation in a cave, by the seaside on the shore of the county of Galloway; where they lived upwards of twenty-five years, without going into any city, town or village.

In this time they had a great number of children and grandchildren, whom they brought up after their own manner, without any notions of humanity or civil society. They never kept any company, but among themselves, and supported themselves wholly by robbing: being, moreover so very cruel, that they never robbed any one, whom they did not murder.

By this bloody method, and their being so retired from the world, they continued for a long time undiscovered; there being no person able to guess how the people were lost that went by the place where they #lived. As soon as they had robbed any man, woman or child, they used to carry off the carcass to the den, cutting it into quarters, they would pickle the mangled limbs, and afterwards eat it; this being their only sustenance: and not withstanding they were at last so numerous, they commonly had superfluity of this their abominable food, so that in the nigh-time they frequently threw legs and arms of the unhappy wretches they had murdered into the sea, at a great distance from their bloody habitation; the limbs were often cast up by the tide in several parts of the country, to the astonishment and terror of all beholders, and others who heard of it.

Persons who have gone about their lawful occasions fell so often into their hands, that it caused a general outcry in the country round about; no person knowing what was become of their friends or relations, if they were once seen by these merciless cannibals.

All the people in the adjacent parts were at last alarmed at such uncommon loss of their neighbours and acquaintance, for there was no traveling in safety near the den of these wretches: this occasioned spies to be frequently sent into those parts, many of whom never returned again, and those who did, after the strictest search and inquiry, could not find how these melancholy matters happened.

Several honest travelers were taken up on suspicion and wrongfully hanged upon bare circumstances: several innocent inn keepers were executed, for no other reason than that persons, who had been thus lost, were known to have lain in their houses, which occasioned a suspicion of their being murdered by them, and their bodies privately buried in obscure places to prevent a discovery. Thus an ill-placed justice was executed with the greatest severity imaginable, in order to prevent these frequent, atrocious deeds; so many innkeepers, who lived on the western road of Scotland, left of their business, for fear of being made examples of, and followed other employments.

This, on the other hand, occasioned many inconveniences to travelers, who were now in great distress for accommodation when they were disposed to refresh themselves and horses, or take up lodging for the night. In a word, the whole country was depopulated.

Still the king's subjects were as much missed as before, so that it became the admiration of the whole kingdom how such villainies could be carried on, and the perpetrators not discovered. A great many had been executed, not one of them all made any confession at the gallows, but maintained to the last, that they were perfectly innocent of the crime for which they suffered.

When the magistrates found all was in vain, they left off these rigorous proceedings, and trusted wholly to Providence, for the bringing to light the authors of these unparalleled barbarities when it should seem proper to the divine wisdom.

Sawney's family was at last grown very large, and every one of it as soon as able, assisted him perpetrating their wicked deeds, which they still followed with impunity. Sometimes they would attack four, five or six, footmen together, but never more than two, if they were on horseback; they were, moreover, so careful, that not one whom they set upon should escape, that an ambuscade was set on every side to secure them, let them fly which way they would, provided it should ever so happen that one or more got away from the first assailants. How was it possible that they should be detected, when not one that saw them ever saw anybody else afterwards.

The place which they inhabited was quite solitary and lonesome, and, when the tide came up, the water went near two hundred yards into their subterraneous habitation, which reached almost a mile underground; so that when people, who have been sent armed to search all the places about have passed by the mouth of the cave, they have never taken any notice of it, never supposing any human being would reside in such a place of perpetual horror and darkness.

The number of people these savages destroyed was never exactly known; but it was generally computed that in the twenty-five years they continued their butcheries, they had washed their hands in the blood of at least a thousand men, women and children.

The manner they were at last discovered was as follows:

A man and his wife behind him on the same horse, coming one evening home from a fair, and falling into the ambuscade of these merciless wretches, they fell upon them in a furious manner. The man to save himself as well as he could, fought very bravely against them with sword and pistol, riding some of them down by main force of his horse.

In the conflict the poor woman fell from behind him, and was instantly butchered before her husband's face, for the female cannibals cut her throat, and fell to sucking her blood with as great a gust, as if it had been wine: this done, they ripped up her belly, and pulled out all her entrails. Such a dreadful spectacle made the man make the more obstinate resistance, as he expected the same fate, if he fell into their hands.

It pleased Providence while he was engaged that twenty or thirty who had been at the same fair, came together in a body; upon which Sawney Bean and his blood thirsty clan withdrew and, made the best of their way through a thick wood to their den.

The man who was the first who had ever fell in their way, and came off alive, told the whole company what had happened, and shewed them the horrid spectacle of his wife, whom the murderers had dragged to some distance, but had not had time to carry her entirely off. They were all struck with stupefaction and amazement at what he related; they took him with them to Glasgow, and told the affair to the magistrates of that city, who immediately sent to the king concerning it.

In about three or four days after, his majesty in person, with a body of about four hundred men, set out for the place where this dismal tragedy was acted, in order to search all the rocks and thickets, that, if possible, they might apprehend this hellish crew, which had been so long pernicious to all the western parts of the kingdom.

The man who was attacked was the guide, and care was taken to have a large number of blood-hounds with them, that no human means might be wanting towards their putting an entire end to these cruelties.

No sign of any habitation was to found for a long time; and even when they came to the wretches' cave, they took no notice of it, but were going to pursue their search along the sea shore, the tide being then out; but some of the blood-hounds luckily entered the Cimmerian den, and instantly set up a most hideous barking, howling and yelping; so that the king, with his attendants, came back , and looked into it: they could not tell how to conceive that anything human could be concealed in a place where they saw nothing but darkness; nevertheless, as the blood-hounds increased their noise they went further in, and refused to come back again; they then began to imagine something or other must inhabit there. Torches were immediately sent for, and a great many men ventured in, through the most intricate turnings and windings, till at last they arrived at that private recess from all the world, which was the habitation of these monsters.

Now the whole body, or as many of them as could went in, and were all so shocked at what they beheld, that they were almost ready to sink into the earth. Legs, arms, thighs, hands and feet of men, women and children, were hung up in rows, like dried beef; a great many limbs laid in pickle, and a great mass of money both gold and silver, with watches, rings, swords, pistols and a large quantity of cloths, both linen and woolen, and an infinite number of other things which they had taken from those they had murdered, were thrown together in heaps or hung up against the sides of the den.

Sawney's family, at this time, besides himself, consisted of his wife, eight sons, six daughters, eighteen grand-sons, and fourteen grand-daughters, who were all begotten in incest.

Theses were all seized and pinioned by his majesty's order in the first place; then they took what human flesh they could find, and buried it in the sands; afterwards loading themselves with the spoils which they found, they returned to Edinburgh with their prisoners; all the country, as they passed along, flocked to see this cursed tribe. When they came to their journey's end the wretches were committed to the Tolbooth, from whence they were the next day conducted, under a strong guard to Leith, where they were executed without any process, it being thought needless to try creatures who were even professed enemies of mankind.

The men were dismembered, their hands and legs were severed from their bodies, by which amputation they bled to death in a few hours. The wife, daughters, and grand-children having been made spectators of this just punishment inflicted on the men, were afterwards burnt to death in three separate fires. They all in general died without the least sign of repentance, but continued cursing and vending the most dreadful imprecations to the very last gasp of life.

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Monday, October 3rd, 2005
6:20 pm
I had the most fun today at school!!! I wnt o the bathroom and this kid i hate was in there and he didnt see me. So i took a pen that i had in my wallet and went up to him and just started stabbing him!!! The best part he didnt know who was stabbing him so i didnt get caught. The fucker deserved it anyways tried to rip me off in a drug sale. He learned his lesson.

Current Mood: accomplished

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Friday, September 23rd, 2005
7:36 pm
I am tired. I just want to hurt someone rigt now. It would be easy. Just go get a knife and stab my mom in the throat. I would laugh. Because i dont give a fuck about anyone. Watching somebody doesnt affect me in anyway except maybe giving me something to laugh at. I dont know if this is normal but i just thought i might post about this thought.

Current Mood: blank

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Wednesday, September 21st, 2005
11:00 pm
on death
i would like to die from beign strangled during sex. i want to die from asphixiation after i reach my climax. idk why, i just think it would be so damn hot. i think about death everyday, it's so erotic. if i had to kill someone though i would like to tear them apart with my bare hands and stomp on their heart while they are still alive.

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Tuesday, September 20th, 2005
2:50 am
Oddball question
Oooh...a question that is UNEXPECTED in here...
If you could bring one person BACK from the dead, who would it be and why? BUT! In exchange for the life of someone else!


Current Mood: crushed

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Saturday, September 10th, 2005
8:32 am
Off-Topic, sorry---

Well. Well. Well.

Someone went to LJ and told them I pirated this account. They just sent me an email and told me today it was going to be deleted because 'that's not allowed'.

So. Well. It was fun while it lasted. Thanks, dolls.

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Friday, September 9th, 2005
4:06 pm
Hail of bullets, like a love letter
Here's another question...how would you like to die?

I, myself, would prefer to be taken down in a blaze of gunfire. Like, have them hit me in the legs, arms and shoulders, like in the movies. Then, stagger and turn around, to scream something and have them just tear me to pieces with bullets. Fucking awesome.

Well...anwser me!


P.S. Am I the only one who thinks "Natural Born Killers" is one of the greatest movies ever? ^_^ Mickey and Mallory, beautiful. I'm always a sap for those violent, gorey love stories. XD

Current Mood: creative

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Thursday, September 8th, 2005
10:58 pm
All I can see is red
If I were to kill someone, I don't think I would be mean about it. I would be so excited I would end up being somewhat motherly. I can see myself stroking their hair before my fingers are wrapped around their neck and kissing their lips--sucking the last breath from their body. Maybe even feel a little bit bad the first kill...for about .008474 seconds. It's always easier after the first time.
I wouldn't be one of those note persons or phone calls teasers. I'd just do it and no one would know. I never had the need for recognition to begin with.
I'm glad I can write about it here. With fellow crazies.

Current Mood: amused

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Saturday, September 3rd, 2005
11:29 pm
Skull-fucking, anyone?
Nah..."Premade orifices are for pussies."
True. Any thoughts? If you had someone attractive, or not, or whatever you prefer, what non conventional part would you gouge a hole into and fuck? Can't use a hole? Then add a mutilated stump? Amuse me, damn it!


Current Mood: crazy

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Wednesday, August 31st, 2005
10:20 pm
I want to strangle someone. Now.

And this desire suddenly comes from nowhere.

Current Mood: amused

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Tuesday, August 30th, 2005
10:41 pm
Do you believe that your dreams tell you something about yourself?


Night terrors?

And if you do, what do you believe they say?

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