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I'd go with burning someone alive, but with a pool of acid next to them, so they'd think it was water, jump in and still be burnt alive (by the acid)

When driving my car, I see waspie crossing the road, I run him over and then reverse.

You see Venator? It is not that fucking hard a game to play dude!

You've got to give me some credit for trying in the least.

Then again, no credit would fulfill my need to play shitty games.

Have it your way then, some dark alley and a crappy instrument of death into my back.

Can I at least have a pick at the utensil?

An Ice pick?

Thank you for your attention, my narcissistic supply has been replenished.

I'm a god now.

Good tidings and a beautiful death to you.

I wood hit vacant in da fukn mouf, kik hiz nutz, piss on him, poor gasoline on hiz ass, then lite it up n watch da sho

One or two idiots fucked up your game here thrill!

Let's start again...

Here's a different scenario... 

I get a job a TK's local watering hole, I serve her cold beer and offer her an ear for when shes had enough of her moms bullshit. I gain her trust, we become firm friends, I become the man she has always wanted. 

One day after last orders, I tell her to sneak back in with her favourite blade but what she doesn't know is, I've already set the scene to make it look like a robbery. 

We drink more liquor then I ask if she'll show me some of her badass knife skills.

We play for a while, thrusting our blades and trusting to stop at each others throats, I ask her to cut me lightly across the arm, she obliges, this seems to turn her on.

It's now my turn again with the blade only this time, instead of stopping at her throat, I cut deeply, almost severing her cervical vertebrae in the process. I stand back and watch her grasp at her throat, choking, gargling blood. I smile at the horror on her comical face, she trusted me, how could He? Her eyes look funny, I laugh, I've never seen such terror before :D

She drops to her knees, I stand on a chair, the blood is now filling the whole room. She tries for one last breath, it's useless, she dies...

I should call the police and report the break in...

I'd chain this guy up somewhere dark and filthy and full of bacteria, coming in hourly to slice off 4x4 inch squares of flesh from his body I wouldn't feed him, but I'd give him enough water to keep him from dying of thirst (so he could potentially last for 21 days instead of 3.

If I had Daddy under my control, I would tie him to a tree, then hold my knife to his neck and tease him with the blade, caressing his neck ever so gently from ear to ear. Then I would slide the blade down his chest, cutting the buttons off his shirt as I go. I would caress his nipples with the blade, teasing them until the cold steel has made them erect.

Then, ever so slowly, I'll slide the blade down his stomach, cutting him gently as I go. Then I will lean down and lick up the blood with my tongue, all the way down to the top of his track pants. Then I will stand back up and, with my knife in my hand, I'll rub the side of the knife over the bulge in his pants, being careful not to cut him with the blade.

When he is hard and firm, I will pull his track pants and jocks down and gently push the tip of the blade into his balls, cutting him slightly. This will make him very nervous, but he'll maintains his erection. I will bring the blade to his neck and, while holding it there, I will fuck him hard against the tree.

As I orgasm, I will slit his throat and shower in the blood that sprays from his neck. This will turn me on immensely and I will orgasm again as his body trembles and shakes in it's dying moments.

In the moment of his death, I am God.

i'll bring spare clothes

we have a bbg on a basic camp fire

i get you drunk till you pass out

i get a tea towel and use it to grab a knife

i put the knife in your hand

i put plastic bags over my hands

i'll make you cut your wrists

i'll quickly change clothes and burn my old ones and make sure it's all burnt

get the empty bottles and put them around you and use the tea towel and burn the towel and make sure it's destroyed along with all of the plastic bags

i will then get the phone and call 000 and start crying and talking on the phone about how much i loved you and don't know how i will live without you now that i woke up to your drunken suicide and explain how you told me everything in your life is a failure during the time that we were cooking on the fire and i headed to bed as you kept drinking

That's an interesting scenario, though it might be hard to explain how someone who wasn't suicidal in the slightest, suddenly decided to kill themselves.

Anyway, moving on...

I would kidnap both you and your obsession, Sarah. Lock you both in an empty room together with a variety of weapons and order you to kill each other. The room will have an observation window, so that I can enjoy the show.

If one of you survives, I will finish you off myself.

she's in california

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