he always enjoyed hearing screams cut short after a gunshot. the sickening sound of a blade meeting skin and spilling blood. he loved seeing their eyes go dead as they go limp. it was horrifying, how easy life was to take away, yet so exciting.
he one of his favorite parts though, he must admit, was seeing people it pain. causing them to suffer. listening to the way the begged for death. it was thrilling. he loved breaking on of their many bones, the sickening crunch giving him a rush as they scream. it was wonderful.
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he dipped to gloved fingers into the puddle of blood spilling out of his victims stomach, the red liquid glistening beautifully. he turned his hand, inspecting the pretty liquid closely, he quite enjoyed saving blood from his victims. he pulled a neatly folded piece of paper towel from his pocket, and wiped his fingers clean.
he slipped the paper towel into a small plastic bag he also had in his pocket, then slipped both items back in. he hummed softly as he strolled to the parked car waiting for him, Pau and Pat waiting inside.
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psycho ~tordedd~
Fanfictiontord is a psycho, killing for the joy of it. edd is trying to move on with his life after the giant robot incident, which proves difficult when the psycho is at his door. 🔪 🔪 🔪 lowercase intended. ig this is kinda a redemption for "albeit insane"...
