My Deadly Masterpiece - Part 2

Epishade

United States2267 Posts

November 26 2012 04:00 GMT

Disclaimer: This is purely fiction and not to be taken seriously. I am a sensible person who happens to enjoy writing short story murder fiction. If you didn't enjoy my earlier blogs, than chances are you probably won't still. Read at your own expense.

Part 1 - http://www.teamliquid.net/blogs/viewblog.php?id=382938

Part Two

Ahhh what a beautiful day to wake up to. The fresh smell of raw meat and blood always gets me in the mood. I would give somebody a call to come over but alas, I have no friends...left anyways. This whole situation has left me seemingly unsettled though. I have no friends. No actual friends that understand my artistic abilities and world-changing ideas. The problem is, there are so few of us radically intelligent thinkers that it’s difficult to find people similar to me.

I’ve decided then: if I can’t find a friend, I’ll make one. I’ve got the supplies to do so leftover from my blood painting.

It took me a few days to put everything together. This was my first time making a friend after all and I can’t say it turned out too well. I’ll admit it does look a little strange. My “friend” Charlie's head is positioned on top of Sarah’s Torso. I accidentally used different sized legs so now one leg doesn’t reach the ground when the figure is leaning against the wall (damn those midgets!!!). One of the hands is missing a couple of fingers. I really should have planned this out better.

I should probably scrap the whole project and re-do it. That is, I would do that, but I used up most of my supplies on making my new friend and for my daily nutritional needs. I also don’t have any more friends to invite over to my house...yet. So this will have to do.

I’ll name him Gunther and we’ll have plenty of good times together. Me and Gunther...Gunther and I...Gunther...

I’ll name him Jeffrey.

Bippzy

United States1466 Posts

November 26 2012 05:14 GMT

I mean i just read the two parts for the first time, and while being allowed the privilege(experience? Event?) of being inside a mans mind who both eats and crates art and architecture with food, I don't see where this is going.

And how does this guy have such a cheery misdemeanor? What the fuck happened to him when he was young? How did he first get into the PTA? Where are his parents?

Add some juicy stories and even some minor plotlines, otherwise it's like reading salad fingers

Demonhunter04

1530 Posts

November 26 2012 07:01 GMT

On November 26 2012 14:14 Bippzy wrote:
And how does this guy have such a cheery misdemeanor? What the fuck happened to him when he was young? How did he first get into the PTA? Where are his parents?

Add some juicy stories and even some minor plotlines, otherwise it's like reading salad fingers

I assume you mean cheery demeanor?

If you have no moral inhibition and an impaired disgust reflex, killing would simply be neutral. Like taking out the trash, as they say. If you are engaged in an activity you enjoy, such as creating art, your mood tends to be better than it would otherwise. It's really that simple. Also, psychopaths (I assume this character is supposed to be one) tend to feel the dopamine rush associated with reward more strongly than a typical person, so he would enjoy it even more.

The fact that he's in society and not identified implies that he was able to hide his criminal side until he started living on his own, and it's unlikely that he killed his parents in a method that implies foul play. Alternatively, he didn't discover this hobby until later. (Giving the author ideas here)

Getting into the PTA is easy enough. Just show up.

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