The Mouse
06-12-2003, 12:56 PM
There’s something about a smoke filled, candle and red light atmosphere that I’ve always been in love with. Kind of like a bar or Italian restaurant in some mafia or gangster movie.. or like in something exotic like a rendezvous for two assassins in a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant in Spain. Something about that. My room is fashioned after that atmosphere... smells like incense that I burn regularly at night along with my scented candles.
If I was an assassin or a gangster of some sort I would always meet clients or other business men in a dim lit room with lots of people around, chilling out to drinks and what not. Make the deal, handle my ****, then leave smelling like smoke and feel’n good from a smooth liquor.
Pretty sure I wouldn’t limit myself to one method of killing.. I’d use whatever I had on hand at the moment. Ice pick, knife, razor blades, axe, bat, hammer, etc... And I wouldn’t just kill them and leave, you have to make the killing yours, leave your mark and make it into art. String them up with metal wire and rope, open up his rib cage so he’ll look like a butterfly.. have to be original and make it beautiful. The beauty of chaos, of death rather. There’s something about the bondage of a body that always fascinated me like nothing else. .. but there are many ways to make a body beautiful after you kill him. Suspension, insertion, cutting and burning, artistic expression shown through the physical portrayal of the human body.
It’s even better if you can prolong his suffering, so that by the time his wife comes home and sees him twitching on the wall where he is stapled. By the time she gets over her shock and makes her way to the phone, he is able to die right there in front of her, which is beauty within itself. I could talk on and on about this.
Just like the imagination is limitless, so are the options of beauty portrayed through the flesh.
:lovers:
If I was an assassin or a gangster of some sort I would always meet clients or other business men in a dim lit room with lots of people around, chilling out to drinks and what not. Make the deal, handle my ****, then leave smelling like smoke and feel’n good from a smooth liquor.
Pretty sure I wouldn’t limit myself to one method of killing.. I’d use whatever I had on hand at the moment. Ice pick, knife, razor blades, axe, bat, hammer, etc... And I wouldn’t just kill them and leave, you have to make the killing yours, leave your mark and make it into art. String them up with metal wire and rope, open up his rib cage so he’ll look like a butterfly.. have to be original and make it beautiful. The beauty of chaos, of death rather. There’s something about the bondage of a body that always fascinated me like nothing else. .. but there are many ways to make a body beautiful after you kill him. Suspension, insertion, cutting and burning, artistic expression shown through the physical portrayal of the human body.
It’s even better if you can prolong his suffering, so that by the time his wife comes home and sees him twitching on the wall where he is stapled. By the time she gets over her shock and makes her way to the phone, he is able to die right there in front of her, which is beauty within itself. I could talk on and on about this.
Just like the imagination is limitless, so are the options of beauty portrayed through the flesh.
:lovers: