Hobo HeartHomicide Report-Detective McMahonBadge number : 1025August 26, 201411:34 p.m.544 NW Tarrant St.One deceased female age 26 Large entry wound to chest. Heart removed."Hey Jason what we got this time?""Yeah it's another one." the CSI officer said shaking his head "Same M.O. chest crushed ripped open heart removed. Human heart from previous deceased present at scene.""How many does this make?" the detective asked"Are we counting the one at the lake?" Jason inquired." No not yet anyway." replied Detective McMahon"Five then, but there's no way we can deny they are at least connected." Jason said to the detective squinting his eyes."Yeah I hear ya, but there was no heart present. It's his calling card there's no way he'd leave out that little detail. This guys sick it's his ritual. They may be connected, but it may be a copy cat. I'm not giving him the credit till I'm sure." The detective pulled out his lucky zippo rubbed it with his finger as he examined the apple engraving on i
Good Doctor LocklearThere was nothing but groggy swirls of illusionistic euphoria. The drugs they had administered to him were too powerful for anything else. His senses were obstructed, and he was alone with the cackling voices inside his head. They grew louder and louder until he could no longer bear it. He tried desperately to claw at his face, to do anything to hush the dull roar. But it was in vain, as his arms were strapped securely to his chest by the straight jacket that subdued him.He collapsed onto the doughy floor beneath him. He had been in this miserable cell for who knows how many days now? Perhaps even weeks or months, God forbid, years. He had long since lost track of time, yet he did not care.Those damn fools. Who the hell did they think they were? Locking him up. HIM. A man of science. A bringer of societal advances, and hero to mankind. They would regret this. All of them. If they would not have him as their savior, they would have him as their end maker.His brow twitched for a momen
Eclipse, a Laughing Jack x Reader Story! Hello! Sooooooooooooooooo, I have read Laughing Jack x Reader fanfiction on here and I thought, ‘I should make my own!’ So, after a couple days of pondering and deciding, here is my story, Eclipse! Enjoy!Readers P.O.V.I yawned and slowly fluttered my tired (e/c) eyes open, a few strands of my (h/c) hair covering my right eye. I stretched out, releasing the tension in my muscles. A smile appeared on my face as I slowly saw up, grabbing my (f/c) teddy bear that Jack gave me yesterday as a birthday present. Yep, yesterday was my seventh birthday!Heh, maybe I should introduce Jack. Jack is my best friend in the whole wide world! He is always laughing, hinting his name, Laughing Jack. I like to call him Jack, though, not Laughing Jack or LJ.Jack is really my ONLY friend, to tell you the truth.Let’s see, what else can I tell you? Oh yeah! Jack and I have known each other for about four years yesterday. He told me four years ago that it made him sad t
2p!Italy x Reader - Text MessagesWARNING! CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND SWEARING AND MAYBE BLOOD AND STICKY STUFF.I'M WARNING YOU, THIS FANFIC WILL MAKE YOU PARANOID.When I was sixteen years old, I got my first cell phone. It was a normal flip phone, one that blinked red when I had a new text message. The first time I got one of the messages, I didn't think much of it.???: Ti amo.Me: I think you have the wrong number...Sorry.???: No, ti amo.Me: Really? Well...Who are you????: Your true love.I showed the message to my friend, Elizaveta. She just laughed and shrugged her shoulders. I didn't reply to the mysterious man's text and promptly forgot all about it. I figured the poor guy had probably been trying to date some girl and she gave him a wrong number to get rid of him.My next birthday I was seventeen years old, I got a new blackberry phone, which still had the red blinking light for new messages. I also got my first boyfriend. His name is Alfred.One day, in the middle of class, I noticed the red light blink
Relinquished EmeraldI've always been a gamer at heart and as such, I'm always seeking the "next challenge" for myself, to surpass and exceed my peers in. Pokémon is a game with limitless challenges for the creative minds, and I have always found ways to be able to have enough variety and depth for me to add a rule here or there and have experiences and challenges I have never experienced before nor will experience again in the end. No items challenge? That one is not a problem and end up doing that regularly without realizing it. Battle Frontier gold prints challenge? That takes a lot of persistence and pushes me for a strong challenge but still conquered. Obtaining all available without trading? That is a piece of cake but time consuming. Not using specific Pokémon is easily workable, even when eliminating over half of the Pokédex. A Mono-type team or solo Pokémon challenge? T
Creepy Pasta Lost SilverThe Gamefreak logo started up as normal, but it just froze there. I thought the cart was just errored or something, so I turned it off and on. The same thing happened. I tried pressing A and Start over and over, and all of the buttons. Eventually, the logo vanished and there was a black screen for about five seconds. Suddenly, rather than going to the usual menu screen, I was already in the game in a previous saved file, which was odd as I was expecting all of these carts to have been wiped by the poor battery. Either way, I wasn't complaining, as I would have chosen the "Continue" option to see what the previous guy did anyways.First off, I checked his trainer information. His name was just " " He didn't have much originality.I checked his profile and apparently he had 999:99 hours put into the game, with all 16 badges, 999999 Pokedollars and all 251 Pokemon on the Pokedex.Seeing as he apparently had Mew and Celebi logged also, I am guessing he either used a Game Genie
A herobrineing Creepypasta**UPDATE 5/13/2017**ANYTHING MINECRAFT RELATED WITH BRINEARY IS NO LONGER CANNON HE IS HIS OWN THING NOW!ANYTHING MINECRAFT RELATED WITH BRINEARY IS NO LONGER CANNON HE IS HIS OWN THING NOW!ANYTHING MINECRAFT RELATED WITH BRINEARY IS NO LONGER CANNON HE IS HIS OWN THING NOW!Ok thank you and enjoy this old story.p.s. I'm never continuing this and I do not want it contnued ether. I am however keeping this up because people seem to enjoy it. So here you go!---------------------------------A Herobrineing CreepypastaStory by; DI/HerobrineingEdited by; CircusTalia [on tumblr]Hello. This has been something that I had written about sometime last year. I decided to finally tell everyone about what had happened to me and why I have been frightened to go back to my old maps I was working on.I'm called Ink, but you can call me Deltaface, or Deltaink, and I'm 20 years old. I own a Minecraft account called Inktaileddragon. I really didn't like that username after a
You're Mine 2P!AmericaXReaderThe blond American walked quickly to the world meeting, a smile plastered to his face. He'd been waiting forever for the world meeting to come, for one reason and one reason only. You. You see, the American had a huge crush on you, but then again, why wouldn't he? You were super fricken' cool! You loved to play video games and eat hamburgers, and you were really nice and really cute and the list just went on and on.He then spotted you and his heart rate and pace quickened. He ran at you, hugging you with such ferocity that the two of you fell to the ground, America on top. "Hey, dude!" He exclaimed cheerfully, flashing you his trademark idiotic grin. You couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm; he really was something else. "Hey, America." The blond got off you and helped you to your feet, grinning broadly. "Hey, we'd better get to the world meeting!" Before you could say anything, he grabbed your hand and ran to the world meeting room.You chuckled softly to yours
Russia X Reader ~ Transference“W-who’s there?”The man’s voice was full of fear. He glanced around in the shadows of the empty alley. He had had the feeling that someone was after him during the whole way. He heard laughing and footsteps around him, but still saw nobody."How would it benefit you if I told you who I am?” a calm and sarcastic voice of a woman echoed from the opposite end of the alley.The man’s pulse raised to unbelievable levels when he spotted an approaching figure on the dark alley. She was quite far away but came closer all the time with slow and confident footsteps. The figure also held something behind her back…The scene was like straight from some classical hack ‘n’ slash -movie. The man swore. Just why did he decide to walk through the town’s most infamous alley today? The man backed up as fast as the figure came closer, and the figure slowed down, clearly enjoying the situation.Today wasn’t his lucky day, the man worried.