[Thread] How do I set you free...
Who: Beyond, Heine, Nill.
Where: The house of the 23rd murder victim.
When: After this, the evening of April 30.
Summary: Beyond is cleaning up after a kill when Heine finds something interesting in the basement.
Rating: R for gore and mentions of prolonged abuse and torture?
Other: KAWAII LOLIIIIII.
He liked to listen to music while he cleaned up. This guy, César Fournier, apparently was a fan of French pop. Big surprise there. Another pedo, but this one wasn't a teacher and he'd gone far enough to kill at least three of the poor little girls he'd raped. The guy was a scientist. Not rich from the looks of the place, but not poor either. Comfy.
"Going after little girls is pretty gross, mate," Beyond spoke to the corpse as he selected a CD from the collection. "I mean, that's really low. Lower than me. How could you do that to someone with such a cute face?"
He glanced over his shoulder at the naked body sprawled on the plastic sheet he'd laid on the floor. Head already shaved and carved. DELETED. Sure was. Beyond giggled softly. He felt pretty good about that one.
A moment later the speakers were blasting dance beats. Beyond recognized the song from the radio. He bobbed his head and hummed along while he set to wiping down the plastic. "Heine," he called out to his beloved partner, "can you check the basement for a mop or something? I couldn't find any in the closets."
Where: The house of the 23rd murder victim.
When: After this, the evening of April 30.
Summary: Beyond is cleaning up after a kill when Heine finds something interesting in the basement.
Rating: R for gore and mentions of prolonged abuse and torture?
Other: KAWAII LOLIIIIII.
He liked to listen to music while he cleaned up. This guy, César Fournier, apparently was a fan of French pop. Big surprise there. Another pedo, but this one wasn't a teacher and he'd gone far enough to kill at least three of the poor little girls he'd raped. The guy was a scientist. Not rich from the looks of the place, but not poor either. Comfy.
"Going after little girls is pretty gross, mate," Beyond spoke to the corpse as he selected a CD from the collection. "I mean, that's really low. Lower than me. How could you do that to someone with such a cute face?"
He glanced over his shoulder at the naked body sprawled on the plastic sheet he'd laid on the floor. Head already shaved and carved. DELETED. Sure was. Beyond giggled softly. He felt pretty good about that one.
A moment later the speakers were blasting dance beats. Beyond recognized the song from the radio. He bobbed his head and hummed along while he set to wiping down the plastic. "Heine," he called out to his beloved partner, "can you check the basement for a mop or something? I couldn't find any in the closets."