Sunday, September 25, 2011

A flea and a fly in a flute...

So... uh... still trapped in the basement here, boss. If you, you know, wanna let me out or anything. Kind of getting hungry. Er, well, I was hungry before, kind of starving now. Anonymous dead serial sadist tartar might have been good a couple days ago when I killed him, but it sure wasn't that great when I ate it a couple hours ago.

Sure wish I hadn't knocked that cup of water out of his hands when I killed him. Wouldn't mind a drink of something liquid, as opposed to coagulated. 

I mean, uh, if you want me to off this body, just let me know. No big. Since you don't want a girl any more. The state she's in now, it's going to take more than a few months to whip her into shape anyway.

Oh, huh... heard something. Hey boss? That you?

Bah, probably a mouse. Wonder if I can catch it.

Ugh, now the candle's gone out, and I used my last match to light it.


Friday, September 23, 2011

It's aliive!

Bet you thought I was dead. :D


Fooled you!

I'm back and ready for some fun! Master, I even chose a female body, just as you requested. I had to do some looking, but I found one that's not too weak. Though as always I'll have to do some work to train it to my satisfaction. I wish you would stop killing my bodies, but I'm sure it's just a test. I should be more observant. Still, the last was a very good body. Another month and I would have had it up to speed.

This girl... well, I suppose if I hadn't eaten her soul, she might derive some satisfaction from the fact that I killed her captor. Looks like he'd been collecting kids for some time. Well, no more. :) He's splattered on the floor and walls, painting the basement in glorious shades of red. Starting to smell though. Usually I'm long gone by the time they start to smell.

If I could just find my way out of here.... Seems he either had some secret way of opening the basement door or hid the key whenever he would come down to let his prisoners out of the box. Got so pissed, I made the only light in the place blow out. But luckily I found some matches and candles. Least this laptop works. Sick fuck was filming his little projects and streaming them to the web. 

Hey, I may be a murdering psychopath, but I'm not into the whole bondage, snuff thing. That don't make the babies, and while I sewed my wild oats a long time ago to make all these potential bodies, doesn't mean I don't like to keep in practice, eh?

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Ant Nest

My fa... My master is harsh but fair. I doubt I was the sole reason for the storm, but it was a good test. I proved myself.

I don't think my work was sub-par. :( Maybe it was because I hugged him? I know he doesn't like that, but I just can't help myself. He's my father. I am so happy to serve.

Soon we will get to play. Soonsoonsoon.

I wonder who I will get to play with first?