Post by kashim on Aug 10, 2007 13:02:33 GMT -5
Name: Gabriel
Sex: Male
Age: 20
Appearance:
Semi-short spiked black/red hair, tall around 5'9, skinny build, pale almost white complexion, wears semi-close fitting clothing mainly black, and likes to adorn himself in heavy-duty combat boots, sometimes he likes to wear black robes when he gets sick of wearing "normal" clothes.
Dementia:
Antisocial personality disorder
Clinical depression
psychopathy
Pyromania
paranoid personality disorder
and Sadistic personality disorder
Motivation:
Pure, raw Misanthropy, Cynicism, Nihilistic philosophy, and his overwhelming disgust for humans.
Weapons:
Daggers
Knives
Scalpels
a Garrot
and syringes.
Torture Devises:
hundreds of custom, homemade devises including but not limited to iron maiden's, acid, specialized "racks", Branks, Breaking wheels, Cattle prods, a foot press, and of course anything in his enviroment.
Items:
Messenger bag with
knives
1 vial of acid
1 Zippo
a couple feet of rope
a syringe filled with sedatives
and a couple rolls of duct tape.
History:
Gabriel was born in a rather tropical place, with lots of sunshine and rain, he was alone with his father and grandmother living in a rather plain ordinary house in an upstanding neighborhood, his mother whom he never really got the opportunity to meet was gone and one of his fondest memories is of her walking out of his front door and never seeing her again. As a child he was scorned quite often about how he was abandoned and that his father must've been a bum to still be living with his mother, he was beaten up a little bit and because of his half Asian descent he was constantly ridiculed as a "mutt" and that because his mother was no longer around that he was probably a bastard. It wasn't until around the 2nd grade that he actually obtained a friend, his name was tom and they both shared some things in common, as he was ridiculed for being portly, they grew close and looked out for each other.
When he made it to middle school he realized just how much his family really hated him, when he had been younger he just figured that the way his "parents" acted was just because they were frustrated and worn out, but then he realized that they actually despised him, hated his very existence, they always complained at how easy there lives would be without him and that the only reason he was born was because his mother had tricked his father and hadn't told him that she wasn't on the pill at the time, that's when it all first started, inside he started to hate his family and all the "people" who had ridiculed and taunted him.
By the time he had made it into high school he was still just as hated as ever, at this point his only friend and voice of reason had moved away and his disgust for humanity was stronger than ever by now, eventually he started to fall behind in his school work viewing it as futile and serving only to delay his great ambitions, he viewed human life as worthless stating that no matter what these insects accomplished in the end they would still be dead and that nothing they could do in there life would change that, he began to become sickened by his peers as he watched them eat and spit and sweat, the more he saw them the more disgusted he became, viewing even his own body as pathetic and wasted.
Soon his graduation from high school was upon him, lately his father had become more agitated and had started beating him with a belt on a regular basis tying him to his bed frame and whipping his naked back. At his school nobody liked him and preferred to keep their distance except for those who were bold enough to lash out at him, eventually it got to a point where he didn't even bother going to school, and that led to him dropping out.After he announced to his family that he had dropped out he got the beating of his life, blood poured out of the scars on his back from where his father had whipped him, sometime after that someone called child services and he was sent to a foster home, while his father was taken to the morgue, to this day the cops don't know who killed him.*smiles*
No matter where he went every place was the same sickening humans and people who hated him, he began to feel hollow and empty inside, no matter how hard he tried he was incapable of feeling happiness or joy and was only able to feel pain and sorrow, the more he endured the stronger his hate grew, soon he became a monster, a demon ready to devour all who would stand in his way. Although he was absolutely obsessed with killing he found that he rather disliked serial killers, it just wasn't his thing, to him seriel killers were cowards, they hide in order to protect themselves and although he himself preferred to stick to the shadows, he really didn't have any sort of specifics he followed when killing, he never had any sort of descriminations involving the victims he chose, he believed every human in existence deserved to suffer so that's what he intended to do.
When he first started his crusade to cleanse the disease that is man he first started with attaining his vengeance for all the pain he had suffered, systematically killing every foster parent he had encountered, he then continued the bloodshed by taking care of all the childish creatures that tormented him through high school. Once he had been satisfied with getting rid of his past annoyances he decided he needed a base of operations.Soon he found the perfect place for him to be alone, a vacated house in a quiet neighborhood, as he looked inside he saw great potential, he imagined all the wonderful "toys" he could put inside and all the things he would start, his mind just exploded with possibilities and so he settled down in his pit of despair.
Introduction:
He slowly looked through the crack of his window observing his prey, he gently slid his hand across the wood frame of his window whispering softly," Soon you'll be mine and the glorious screams from your throat and your beautiful blood will fill this house." He grabbed his messenger bag and hurried out the door, walking at a good distance from his target he followed, he was like an animal he could even smell the faint scent of the man's cologne, walking at a slightly quicker pace eager to pounce and tear his victim apart. soon he saw the man walk into an alley, *This is my chance!* he thought, he picked up his pace again hoping to close the gap between him and his victim as much as possible, that's when he saw him leaning against a wall smoking a cigarette, *Uh these humans are so disgusting*, without even giving the man the chance to take a drag Gabriel stabbed his syringe straight into the man's neck, putting on a sadistic smile as the man fell into unconsciousness.
By now Gabriel had the man back at his lair, the man was awake and rather confused, Gabriel was so eager to start he could hardly contain himself but he didn't want to be rude. "Now my friend we're going to have loads of fun, now you're probably wondering why your tied up and gagged, well it's simple I'm going to kill you and I don't want to wake the neighbors. Any way the reason I chose you was simply because a few days ago I met you in the supermarket, and you and your friends decided that you would have some fun with me and knock me to the ground and destroy all my food, well now I'm going to have some fun with you. Oh and by the way don't worry about your friends missing you I've already taken the liberty of cutting their skins off." He just laughed maliciously and started his work, his first instrument of choice was his trusty scalpel, first he made several deep incisions around his arms and chest, practically giggling at the man's muffled screams, next he decided to peel some of the skin off of the man's arms and forcing the man to wear them upon his head, then he grabbed one of his favorite tools, his dagger, fist he shoved two of his smallest daggers into the man's hands pinning him to his chair, nest he took a larger dagger and started cutting scars under the man's eyes, eventually after toying with the man for a few hours he started to grow bored so he decided to spice things up and poured some acid onto the man's head sitting back and watching as it ate through his skull and finally killed him by burning into his brain, then out of a polite gesture he bowed to the man, dragged his body into the back yard and burned him until there was nothing left, he called it a day by sitting back and watching cartoons.
Sex: Male
Age: 20
Appearance:
Semi-short spiked black/red hair, tall around 5'9, skinny build, pale almost white complexion, wears semi-close fitting clothing mainly black, and likes to adorn himself in heavy-duty combat boots, sometimes he likes to wear black robes when he gets sick of wearing "normal" clothes.
Dementia:
Antisocial personality disorder
Clinical depression
psychopathy
Pyromania
paranoid personality disorder
and Sadistic personality disorder
Motivation:
Pure, raw Misanthropy, Cynicism, Nihilistic philosophy, and his overwhelming disgust for humans.
Weapons:
Daggers
Knives
Scalpels
a Garrot
and syringes.
Torture Devises:
hundreds of custom, homemade devises including but not limited to iron maiden's, acid, specialized "racks", Branks, Breaking wheels, Cattle prods, a foot press, and of course anything in his enviroment.
Items:
Messenger bag with
knives
1 vial of acid
1 Zippo
a couple feet of rope
a syringe filled with sedatives
and a couple rolls of duct tape.
History:
Gabriel was born in a rather tropical place, with lots of sunshine and rain, he was alone with his father and grandmother living in a rather plain ordinary house in an upstanding neighborhood, his mother whom he never really got the opportunity to meet was gone and one of his fondest memories is of her walking out of his front door and never seeing her again. As a child he was scorned quite often about how he was abandoned and that his father must've been a bum to still be living with his mother, he was beaten up a little bit and because of his half Asian descent he was constantly ridiculed as a "mutt" and that because his mother was no longer around that he was probably a bastard. It wasn't until around the 2nd grade that he actually obtained a friend, his name was tom and they both shared some things in common, as he was ridiculed for being portly, they grew close and looked out for each other.
When he made it to middle school he realized just how much his family really hated him, when he had been younger he just figured that the way his "parents" acted was just because they were frustrated and worn out, but then he realized that they actually despised him, hated his very existence, they always complained at how easy there lives would be without him and that the only reason he was born was because his mother had tricked his father and hadn't told him that she wasn't on the pill at the time, that's when it all first started, inside he started to hate his family and all the "people" who had ridiculed and taunted him.
By the time he had made it into high school he was still just as hated as ever, at this point his only friend and voice of reason had moved away and his disgust for humanity was stronger than ever by now, eventually he started to fall behind in his school work viewing it as futile and serving only to delay his great ambitions, he viewed human life as worthless stating that no matter what these insects accomplished in the end they would still be dead and that nothing they could do in there life would change that, he began to become sickened by his peers as he watched them eat and spit and sweat, the more he saw them the more disgusted he became, viewing even his own body as pathetic and wasted.
Soon his graduation from high school was upon him, lately his father had become more agitated and had started beating him with a belt on a regular basis tying him to his bed frame and whipping his naked back. At his school nobody liked him and preferred to keep their distance except for those who were bold enough to lash out at him, eventually it got to a point where he didn't even bother going to school, and that led to him dropping out.After he announced to his family that he had dropped out he got the beating of his life, blood poured out of the scars on his back from where his father had whipped him, sometime after that someone called child services and he was sent to a foster home, while his father was taken to the morgue, to this day the cops don't know who killed him.*smiles*
No matter where he went every place was the same sickening humans and people who hated him, he began to feel hollow and empty inside, no matter how hard he tried he was incapable of feeling happiness or joy and was only able to feel pain and sorrow, the more he endured the stronger his hate grew, soon he became a monster, a demon ready to devour all who would stand in his way. Although he was absolutely obsessed with killing he found that he rather disliked serial killers, it just wasn't his thing, to him seriel killers were cowards, they hide in order to protect themselves and although he himself preferred to stick to the shadows, he really didn't have any sort of specifics he followed when killing, he never had any sort of descriminations involving the victims he chose, he believed every human in existence deserved to suffer so that's what he intended to do.
When he first started his crusade to cleanse the disease that is man he first started with attaining his vengeance for all the pain he had suffered, systematically killing every foster parent he had encountered, he then continued the bloodshed by taking care of all the childish creatures that tormented him through high school. Once he had been satisfied with getting rid of his past annoyances he decided he needed a base of operations.Soon he found the perfect place for him to be alone, a vacated house in a quiet neighborhood, as he looked inside he saw great potential, he imagined all the wonderful "toys" he could put inside and all the things he would start, his mind just exploded with possibilities and so he settled down in his pit of despair.
Introduction:
He slowly looked through the crack of his window observing his prey, he gently slid his hand across the wood frame of his window whispering softly," Soon you'll be mine and the glorious screams from your throat and your beautiful blood will fill this house." He grabbed his messenger bag and hurried out the door, walking at a good distance from his target he followed, he was like an animal he could even smell the faint scent of the man's cologne, walking at a slightly quicker pace eager to pounce and tear his victim apart. soon he saw the man walk into an alley, *This is my chance!* he thought, he picked up his pace again hoping to close the gap between him and his victim as much as possible, that's when he saw him leaning against a wall smoking a cigarette, *Uh these humans are so disgusting*, without even giving the man the chance to take a drag Gabriel stabbed his syringe straight into the man's neck, putting on a sadistic smile as the man fell into unconsciousness.
By now Gabriel had the man back at his lair, the man was awake and rather confused, Gabriel was so eager to start he could hardly contain himself but he didn't want to be rude. "Now my friend we're going to have loads of fun, now you're probably wondering why your tied up and gagged, well it's simple I'm going to kill you and I don't want to wake the neighbors. Any way the reason I chose you was simply because a few days ago I met you in the supermarket, and you and your friends decided that you would have some fun with me and knock me to the ground and destroy all my food, well now I'm going to have some fun with you. Oh and by the way don't worry about your friends missing you I've already taken the liberty of cutting their skins off." He just laughed maliciously and started his work, his first instrument of choice was his trusty scalpel, first he made several deep incisions around his arms and chest, practically giggling at the man's muffled screams, next he decided to peel some of the skin off of the man's arms and forcing the man to wear them upon his head, then he grabbed one of his favorite tools, his dagger, fist he shoved two of his smallest daggers into the man's hands pinning him to his chair, nest he took a larger dagger and started cutting scars under the man's eyes, eventually after toying with the man for a few hours he started to grow bored so he decided to spice things up and poured some acid onto the man's head sitting back and watching as it ate through his skull and finally killed him by burning into his brain, then out of a polite gesture he bowed to the man, dragged his body into the back yard and burned him until there was nothing left, he called it a day by sitting back and watching cartoons.