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Kill4Me
1. I broke my friend's nose once. It was an accident, though...I was trying to punch him in the jaw. Bad aim, I guess. Though, I did leave a big bloodstain on the person’s driveway that I punched him on. hehe.
2. When I was a little kid, I punched my older brother in the balls while he was outside mowing the lawn. he was incapacitated for hours.
3. In elementary school, I frequently employed violence. Once a kid busted my chops in third grade (he said one thing to me) and I kicked him square in the stomach. He keeled over. A kid cut me in line during gym class and I grabbed him with both hands by the neck and started to choke the life out of him. I tried to kill him. This kid tried to cut me in line in fourth or fifth grade. They called him the pop pop. He didn’t pop no more after I kicked him in the stomach. Knocked the wind right out of him, he fell to the ground and cried.
4. First time I punched somebody in the face was at the restaurant. My target was the busboy. He kept talking as I ate. I went from having a cool and calm conversation with the kid I was with. I got up and whacked the busboy in the face. I was totally remorseless afterwards. I sat back down like nothing happened and casually asked the waitress for more ketchup.
5. Around 7th grade, I continued to make my stake for absolute power through fighting. I started first with my own neighborhood. My strategy was to start fights with and beat up the kids that lived near me. I punched out the Korean kid that lived up the street from me. I did this right in front of my house. He didn’t fall down but he put his hand on face and started to cry and then went back up the street to his house. He didn’t ride his bike back up, he had to walk it. I punched the kid that lived a street over from me before school started. I bloodied his entire mouth. He had braces too. My hand wasn’t cut, though. Then i punched another kid in the neighborhood after school one day coming off the bus. I put him in a headlock on the bus and punched him in the face, and then he tried to fight me a bit outside but after I tagged him square in the face he was done.
6. When I was seeing this girl in high school, I was at the pool hall with her brother and I knocked a guy out cold in the pool hall, just to do a little showing off in front of the brother and to give him a story to go home and tell his sister.
7. Early on, I had an aggressive mind for torturing people. I used to crank call this kid about his dead dog. I was relentless. I had the father screaming hysterically at me. They changed their number, and then through my friend, whose sister was still in contact with that kid's sister, i would get the new number. They ended up tracing my phone number, and I got called to the police station. When I was being questioned, the policeman told me that I was on record as having called the kid's house over 300 times in a weekend. When I was in elementary school, I spent a week cranking a dead kid's house by asking the mother if he was home, and claiming I had just been with him the other day. Once in junior high, I found out this kid was allergic to dandelions, so one day at recess I held him down on the ground and just started ripping dandelions out of the ground and smooshing them up his nose. I once lined a street with my friend’s bike-riding trophies, intending that the cars would swerve into each other or at least put them in a predicament that would make them squirm lots. hehehe.
8. I used to bully this mentally slow kid every morning before class in elementary school. Mainly physical bullying, punches in the back, enough to inflict some pain. Because he was only able to utter a few words, he was never able to tell on me. I did the same to a few other slow kids.
9. I used to bully this girl in high school that sat in front of me in French class. I would make fun of her name over and over again in a whisper that only she could hear. I did it year after year. And since we were in French class that year, I would throw in a le fleur per tu. I was relentless. Finally one day I got called down to the office and she was sitting in the office with her grandparents. I acted like she was making it up.
10. I bullied this one kid so bad that he ended up leaving the school. It started off with him trying to hang around with me bad. I’d start in on his game with women, because he had a clear hang-up about it. On top of that he just had one of those faces you want to punch or kick. I started to make fun of every little thing he did or said. One day at lunch I told him that I could knock him out with one punch to his jaw. He got all nerved up and told a couple other kids what i said and was like what would possess you to say that. Another time he tried to put his hand in my locker (“as if to say what’s that”), and my reflexes were so good that I slammed the locker just in time to catch his arm inside it. Just things like that, I tortured him. He ended up leaving the school.
11. I had a nice fuck buddy ring going for awhile after high school. I had these two older friends that I manipulated into competing with each other about who could bring me the most new women to sleep with. Then their competition with each other self-destructed and they ended up wanting to kill each other. They would try to destroy each other's reputations and i would fuel them with ideas for doing so. And all the while they were supplying me with women. Check my post in the friends with benefits thread for the full story.
12. I am naturally strong. When I was nineteen, I pressed 235 over my head starting with the bar on the ground, clean and jerk, but not really with proper form, just powering it up. It was uncanny given that I was only 190, but a solid 190. Never did steroids, but I had such an easy time putting muscle on that you could believe I did. When I used to play after school football, I could literally walk into the end zone with the football carrying five kids from the other team on me. And not run, but just walk with them, and they still wouldn't be able to get me down.
13. My three childhood heroes were Jim Jones, Joe Stalin and Leona Helmsley.
14. Once when I was walking with some friends, in sixth grade, on a day off from school. They came to my house and then we left from there to start a fight at another school that didn't have the day off. So as we were walking through the parking lot of my school, apparently there was a teacher's meeting going on. And that same science teacher who ordered ten pizzas to his house one night was there. He saw me through the window and I saw him and he just looked up at me like I was up to no good. Hours later we were walking back to my house and cut through the school again. I saw one of my teacher's cars in the parking lot and thought to myself to break her window. So I threw a rock through the window and it shattered. I forgot the science teacher saw me earlier. The next school day me and the exact group of kids I was with got called down to the office one by one and one of them ratted me out.
15. I had two girlfriends at once. In high school, my first girlfriend that I had sex with in ninth grade didn't live in the town. So I started to cheat on her with a good girl from my school. We just made out and stuff after school at her house after school. I'd walk her home. I look at this way. She got my dick warmed up for at night with the girlfriend that lived out of town. One day I got caught out there, but by then I had enough power over the first girlfriend that I was able to get away with it.
16. When I got to high school, my freshman year I was already dead set in gaining absolute power through fighting, by being the toughest. The first victim in my rise to power showed up seated next to me in study hall. He gave me the excuse I wanted when he said something about my mother. i stood up to throw hands. He stood up apparently to fight. And I hit him in the face with a left hook. It was a sweet money left hook. And just like that he fell back into the seat on his fat ass and buried his head onto the desk, with his head inside his arms, as he sits there balling his eyes out, crying like a little girl.
17. I enjoy stealing. I was in an ice cream shop once and somebody left their cell phone on the table as they were up in line ordering. So I grabbed it real quick and put it in my pocket. Then I upped and left. It got caught on tape. The girl that worked at the ice cream was the girlfriend of a friend of mine and got the tape. She stole the tape from her work and I went to her house when my friend was there and we sat around watching the tape as i stole the cell phone off the table.
18. The fastest it ever took me to get laid from meeting a women for the first time to being inside of her was about 8 minutes. She was a part of the fuck buddy ring I wrote about on the friends with benefits thread. The second fastest was this hot girl I from the club. Not too long after meeting her, we went out to the car in the parking lot and within seconds of getting inside the car she mounted me on the seat.
19. I stole a girl off my best friend. he picked me up when he was with her in the car to introduce us. But by the end of the ride she had fallen for me after I chipped a tiny piece of tooth with the top of a 40 ounce beer bottle. I might've spray painted a few buildings, too. Later that night she broke up with him. i was happy because I knew she was a next day lay.
20. I have an atrocious work ethic and am highly undependable. At my first job, when the boss pointed to the floor at a piece of meat and told me to pick that up, I knew that being a worker bee wasn't for me. I ended up getting fired from that job for giving myself a day off so I could try to get to third base with this girl. The guy in the meat department fired me but gave me the opportunity to stick the day out. i said sure, seeing it as a chance to fuck them over for firing me. So i did. i left them high and dry in their busiest moment after telling a lady I was going into the back to get her meat. I made a getaway through the back door, jumped in my car and took off, reasoning that I can just get a next job as my first job like I did that one. My next job (that I recall) was at a summer camp where I got fired for punching a camp counselor in the face. I made more money robbing and scheming and hustling. I bought a bunch of porn movies from a flea market once and made a profit reselling them. But because I was running my own ship, it was fine. No problems at all. I can go day and night. I got a job once as a dishwasher. That's another job where I perfected my trademark of leaving businesses high and dry in their busiest hour. As it got busier, my attitude is like, 'fuck you. i'm leaving." The best was the seasonal job I got at a big clothing store. I had so much fun there. Once when the manager was away I snuck into her office and vandalized her book on cats. I drew axes over the cat's head and some sexually graphic images. Another time I got the price gun and typed into it that one of the workers there, who had a questionable sexuality, sucked dick. I wasn't able to erase it, though and the guy found the next day. He blamed the guy that he used to have conflicts with all the time and that guy got fired. lol. And then I stole hundred dollar shirts out of the back room by stuffing them down my pant leg.
21. This business owner used to call me the puppetmaster. I used to soup this dude Damian up to go into this business place and bust the owner's balls. Then Damian would report back to me and ask me for input, and I would be the General telling him how to do it. The owner always figured it out because he would say "damian is too dumb to figure these things out on his own." So there used to be this other kid Danny that would go there that was extremely hot-tempered. His father just died. danny was a big guy and very much too himself. My friend Damian despised people that thought they were tough guys or who others thought were tough guys. Damian's psychology was to want to show them to be not so tough. Damian's father had been a real deal tough guy and got stabbed to death, so Damian had a chip on his shoulder when it came to people like that. So I played it up that Danny was the newest tough guy around. Damian took the bait and before you knew it my friend Damian was 100 percent invested in annoying this kid every chance he got. He did this for about a month. I made sure that Damian's approach was well tailored to Danny's weaknesses. Danny was one of those people that needed quiet around him, he wanted to hear himself think. So whenever Danny was there, Damian, as had been suggested to him, would come in, stand a few feet away from him and just to talk other people that were in the room. Finally, one day Danny blew his top and charged at Damian. It was a big melee. Damian grabbed a blunt instrument and then tried to hit Danny with it. Danny ran out. Next thing I know I get a telephone call from the business owner. "K4M, what the hell did you do?" Then he explained, blaming me as if I operated them by remote control.
22. I like being worshipped. This girl was on her knees and she had my dick in her hand. She wanted to blow me. I wouldn’t let her give me a bj. I started to slide my right foot up along her arm and onto her shoulder, and then beside her mouth, and she sorta got it that I wanted her to lick my feet. She put the soles of my foot in her mouth, then my toes, carefully slipping and weaving her tongue in between each one, as i gave her verbal commands.
23. I like to direct sexual activities. At a sex party this past New Years, this girl kept trying to give me head and I wouldn't let her cuz i wanted to use her desire for my dick to control a scene between her and another guy. a couple times she got far enough to kiss the head, but then I would gently push her off by the forehead. But I took her into another room where there was a guy that was alone. So I whispered in her ear to go give that guy some head. She went over to him and started to blow him. Then I came over to place my hand on the back of her head as she bobbed up and down, sometimes holding more firm when I wanted her to maintain a position and being her guide. I had power over her through just the fact she wanted me, and I used that power to gain power over that guy for the fact he desperately needed her to orgasm, so that gave me power over both of them.
24. I have always been pretty protective of my girlfriends (even when I was cheating on them) and very possessive. I pulled a kid out of class once. I had pretended to be an office worker so the teacher would let him come out and then i threatened to beat him up if he continued to call the girl I was talking to. That took him right out of the picture. I dropped my girl off once and the kid that was in the car made an insulting remark about her. For a second, my eyes rolled into the back of my head and when they came back I had come up with a plan on what to do him. I just turned to him in this really friendly voice and said I have to make a stop to look for a piece of jewelry she lost by a brook. Then I beat him out by the brook and left him there to traverse home ten or so miles. Once when me and a girlfriend were broken up, I came over her house and found that some kid was in her downstairs. So I smacked him in the face, and he went running out of there, and then we had sex. Another time I found out a kid I knew bunked school with her so I waited outside his one night for him to come out and then I kneed his head in like a soccer ball. Another time this spanish kid made an offensive gesture towards my girlfriend during school. I got him on the stairwell on the way to gym class. There were no cameras in the stairwell. He had a book bag on it. So he was tied up. I grabbed him off the ground and rammed him from wall to wall like a sack of potatoes. I was gonna start bashing his face, but he got away in the nick of time and ran to the gym teacher, but the gym teacher was a friend of mine, so that didn’t do him much good. I was at the movie theater once with my girl. I spit on and smashed a kid in the face in a movie theater cuz he was being a douche during the movie, putting his feet on his chair and swearing under his breath all throughout the movie. He and his friends, too, but he ended up being the one that got hurt because he was seated the closest to the exit aisle. I lost a nice watch on him because I swung so fast and hard that literally the band on my watch unhooked itself and flew off my hand into movie theater darkness.
25. the dean of a community college once told me in his office that I was a sociopath. I grinned. what happened I showed up there that day to sign up for classes and there were no parking spots. So I parked in the fire lane. So I go inside for awhile and then when I come out my car has vanished. The security had it towed. I began to shout mean and hurtful things at the security guards that had it towed. I told the female security guard about what a dyke she was. So then I ended up in the dean's office. And as I sat there and spoke with him, he made his evaluation and concluded that I was a sociopath. And then he told me that I was banned for the entire semester from parking my car on campus grounds.
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You can actually use all of these insults to hit them at their most sensitive points as I will energetically demonstrate!
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