666sickstory
[[666sickstory]] last edit on
Sep 19, 2005
11:29 PM
by Anonymous
"THIS BOOK IS HIGHLY UNPLEASANT AND HIGHLY ENTERTAINING" he said as the Demon behind him (which he hadn't noticed) plunged its hand through his intestines. As his entrails splashed over the tiled flor the daemon bent down to caress the man's screaming head in his clawed hands, scaley fingers rubbing over soft warm flesh.
"W..w..what are you?" stammered the dying man. The daemon grinned, revealing two rows of razor sharp teeth.
"The key to your freedom." it said in a voice like chains being dragged over a gravestone.
"Do you wish freedom?". A scaley finger traced over a white terrified eye.
"Yes! Freedom!" the man screamed "For God's sake, let me go!"
"For Gods sake? I think not. But I will release you." The daemon's hand began to constrict, the man's flesh oozing through the giant red fingers. He still screamed as his jaw bone cracked and folded up like a concertina, blood gushing from his mouth like a waterfall. Screams turned into gurgles as blood welled up in his throat. The daemon laughed as he pushed his sharp-nailed thumbs into the man's eyes. With a =splutch=, they suddently slide right into the sockets. As the blood splattered all over the daemons body, he gave off one final booming laugh and rent the mutilated head in half. Holding aloft the two bloody lumps of gore and bone in each hand he uttered "There, your soul is freed. I hope you will be happy in Hell.."
The daemon then vanished without trace. There was a pounding at the door. "Open up! Police!" came a shout from behind the door. "You've got 10 seconds, then we're coming in! 10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1..Zero!"
The door crashed down onto the floor. The police saw the man's bloody remains. "What the fuck happened here? Flanders report to HQ the situation."
The police officer examined the horribly mutilated body with considerable disgust. He had one [hand] clasped over his mouth due to the nauseating smell of the putrifying body "We've got a first degree murder here, body horrifically mutilated. Location is apartment 23 The Park Luxury Apartments on 2nd + 23rd. We're gonna need someone to scoop up remains. Over." Flanders informed HQ over his walkie-talkie.
Well that's nice.
Story by Andrew for the first bit of Speech then by Derek up to the line 'as his entrails..' then by Duncan up to "hope you're happy in Hell.." then by Derek until the end. The "That's nice" added by Duncan later. Bit in squared brackets added by Derek just now because he failed to include it in the original story. Silly.
Derek: Well that's certainly quite a sick imagination Duncan has. I think it's also significant that Duncan handles the descriptive part and my bit is all dialogue. It's cliched and hackneyed dialogue it's true. However, most of my stories I concentrate on people talking rather than things happening. Also, Andrew hadn't intended writing a story. He was commenting on Doodle Book 666.
I also don't think it's a coincidence that the number 23 is mentioned twice. However, I think this also suggests this story was a very late addition to the book.
"W..w..what are you?" stammered the dying man. The daemon grinned, revealing two rows of razor sharp teeth.
"The key to your freedom." it said in a voice like chains being dragged over a gravestone.
"Do you wish freedom?". A scaley finger traced over a white terrified eye.
"Yes! Freedom!" the man screamed "For God's sake, let me go!"
"For Gods sake? I think not. But I will release you." The daemon's hand began to constrict, the man's flesh oozing through the giant red fingers. He still screamed as his jaw bone cracked and folded up like a concertina, blood gushing from his mouth like a waterfall. Screams turned into gurgles as blood welled up in his throat. The daemon laughed as he pushed his sharp-nailed thumbs into the man's eyes. With a =splutch=, they suddently slide right into the sockets. As the blood splattered all over the daemons body, he gave off one final booming laugh and rent the mutilated head in half. Holding aloft the two bloody lumps of gore and bone in each hand he uttered "There, your soul is freed. I hope you will be happy in Hell.."
The daemon then vanished without trace. There was a pounding at the door. "Open up! Police!" came a shout from behind the door. "You've got 10 seconds, then we're coming in! 10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1..Zero!"
The door crashed down onto the floor. The police saw the man's bloody remains. "What the fuck happened here? Flanders report to HQ the situation."
The police officer examined the horribly mutilated body with considerable disgust. He had one [hand] clasped over his mouth due to the nauseating smell of the putrifying body "We've got a first degree murder here, body horrifically mutilated. Location is apartment 23 The Park Luxury Apartments on 2nd + 23rd. We're gonna need someone to scoop up remains. Over." Flanders informed HQ over his walkie-talkie.
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Well that's nice.
Story by Andrew for the first bit of Speech then by Derek up to the line 'as his entrails..' then by Duncan up to "hope you're happy in Hell.." then by Derek until the end. The "That's nice" added by Duncan later. Bit in squared brackets added by Derek just now because he failed to include it in the original story. Silly.
Derek: Well that's certainly quite a sick imagination Duncan has. I think it's also significant that Duncan handles the descriptive part and my bit is all dialogue. It's cliched and hackneyed dialogue it's true. However, most of my stories I concentrate on people talking rather than things happening. Also, Andrew hadn't intended writing a story. He was commenting on Doodle Book 666.
I also don't think it's a coincidence that the number 23 is mentioned twice. However, I think this also suggests this story was a very late addition to the book.