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Nobody ever posts anymore, so out of boredom and curiosity as to who still pays attention to this community, I am going to take a stab at posting a "story". In english, we had to do a project and it was to create a monster. It could look like anything you want and could do whatever you want. It was all to judge our intellectual creativity. We had to draw a picture of it and drescribe its characteristics, attitude and actions in a write up. I don't have my drawing since I handed it in today...it sucked anyway, but I do have the write up, and here it is. After reading, comment and tell me what you think of my monster.
The name of my monster is Cornelius. Cornelius is filled with animosity and has a short temper. His malicious ways are for his benefit though because he has a very rare case of porphyria, which I will come back to. Cornelius is not the type you’d like to run into on an average day unless you were extremely miserable and apathetic. He has no problem snatching you up from your everyday life so he can end it and get what he wants.
Cornelius, if you haven’t gotten the hint, is a serial killer always on the prowl. With a touch of insanity and full-blown malice, he takes his victims' lives one by one. Being abandoned as a young monster, he grew up confused and grew a hatred for the world. And here is where I get back to his disease, porphyria. If you are not familiar with porphyria, it is a disease in which the body cannot properly produce a very important substance in the body called heme. Cornelius’ only way of retrieving this substance is by killing and eating humans who have it. Not only does this disease lead to strange symptoms, it can also lead to mental illness, and in Cornelius’ case, it has. He has gone his whole life without being noticed by anyone, always isolating himself from the world, therefore, he has never seen any sort of doctor.
He lives in an abandoned warehouse located just outside of Brooklyn, New York. He smells of rotting flesh and human blood, for it is what he works with and eats, nor does he ever shower. He gets his victims at night while they’re taking lost and confused drunken strolls on his premises. He has various killing methods, all far too gruesome to describe. After he murders his victims, he prepares a meal for himself. He will save some meat for dinner and lunch and make smoothies with the bones and marrow for breakfast and snacks. One human is plenty and lasts him a few days. His skin is usually blistered and crusted from the often non-existence of heme in his system. He has large brown eyes and the biggest nose you have ever seen. His hair is long but slicked back with the grease from his long, filthy days spent unshowered.
In conclusion, it is not Cornelius’ fault for being the way he is. He was brought into this world as a usual human being, making him, you guessed it, a cannibal. If he had not been abandoned as he was, he would have had adequate health care and wouldn’t have turned out the way he did.
It didn't come out as wonderful as I expected, but I am hoping to get a good grade on it. I covered everything Jeff wanted us to, so I would see no reason for me to get anything below a 90. Not to sound arrogant, of course, this is just how I feel. I kind of sped up in the last paragraph so it came out like shit, but eh, oh well. LEAVE COMMENTS.
::(yes, the exact entry was posted in my own journal, but I felt the need to post something in the community I started, so there you are)::
The name of my monster is Cornelius. Cornelius is filled with animosity and has a short temper. His malicious ways are for his benefit though because he has a very rare case of porphyria, which I will come back to. Cornelius is not the type you’d like to run into on an average day unless you were extremely miserable and apathetic. He has no problem snatching you up from your everyday life so he can end it and get what he wants.
Cornelius, if you haven’t gotten the hint, is a serial killer always on the prowl. With a touch of insanity and full-blown malice, he takes his victims' lives one by one. Being abandoned as a young monster, he grew up confused and grew a hatred for the world. And here is where I get back to his disease, porphyria. If you are not familiar with porphyria, it is a disease in which the body cannot properly produce a very important substance in the body called heme. Cornelius’ only way of retrieving this substance is by killing and eating humans who have it. Not only does this disease lead to strange symptoms, it can also lead to mental illness, and in Cornelius’ case, it has. He has gone his whole life without being noticed by anyone, always isolating himself from the world, therefore, he has never seen any sort of doctor.
He lives in an abandoned warehouse located just outside of Brooklyn, New York. He smells of rotting flesh and human blood, for it is what he works with and eats, nor does he ever shower. He gets his victims at night while they’re taking lost and confused drunken strolls on his premises. He has various killing methods, all far too gruesome to describe. After he murders his victims, he prepares a meal for himself. He will save some meat for dinner and lunch and make smoothies with the bones and marrow for breakfast and snacks. One human is plenty and lasts him a few days. His skin is usually blistered and crusted from the often non-existence of heme in his system. He has large brown eyes and the biggest nose you have ever seen. His hair is long but slicked back with the grease from his long, filthy days spent unshowered.
In conclusion, it is not Cornelius’ fault for being the way he is. He was brought into this world as a usual human being, making him, you guessed it, a cannibal. If he had not been abandoned as he was, he would have had adequate health care and wouldn’t have turned out the way he did.
It didn't come out as wonderful as I expected, but I am hoping to get a good grade on it. I covered everything Jeff wanted us to, so I would see no reason for me to get anything below a 90. Not to sound arrogant, of course, this is just how I feel. I kind of sped up in the last paragraph so it came out like shit, but eh, oh well. LEAVE COMMENTS.
::(yes, the exact entry was posted in my own journal, but I felt the need to post something in the community I started, so there you are)::