 |
|
You are not logged in! F.A.Q Log in Register |
 |
|
 |
 Now online (1)big ...and 218 guests Last 5 registered Oplandisks nothingstar N_loop yipe foxtrotromeo Browse members... |
 |
Members 8025Messages 2614165 Today 10 Topics 127544 |
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
Your life is on jeopardy. As you read this, you are within reach of a murderer. Death stands behind you, silent and unseen. At any moment you may feel its chill breath on the back of your neck as it reaches to tap your shoulder. In a short time, someone within the reach of this message wil die, grotesquely and horribly, at my hands. (Maybe you!) You tell yourself: Impossible. Not me. For you believe that you are unknown and unnoticed. You feel the buffer of distance between yourself and the creator of this message. You are comforted by your privacy. There is no buffer. The fact that this text has reached you is proof that, wherever you are, I may be. As to privacy, it exists no longer. We have sacrificed it to the cause of convenience; it is our burnt offering to Lord Electron. The digitized details of your existence are in the public domain, available to anyone with a modicum of intelligence and expertise. You are exposed. You are as open to me as a naked whore manacled to the four posts of a bed. At leisure will I probe you. Carefully and unhurriedly will I dissect you and examine you and pick you apart. You are at my mercy. You are KNOWN. Knowledge is power. The power is mine. You cannot hide. Reactions? |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
cool, yet freaky |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
Quit being paranoid. And live your life out in the open. That was no one threaten you by offering to tell others what they don't know about you. |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
come and get it you pretzel boy |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
as someone who has nothing to hide, and is open about his flaws, and who is unafraid of death, this is no problem for me. my mind is private. i will always have that. |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
I would be nicer if I were you, after me having put your "Swee Swee" song on a recent compilation... |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
pfft |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
People...there is no cause for alarm. The message you see above is an extract from a book. The book is called "F2F" by Phillip Finch, and I think that everyone here should read it, after having knowledge of message boards, forums, chat rooms etc.. This book is a thriller. You will not be able to put it down. |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
reminds me of "the consumer" by m gira. |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
ha, thats a new one.. people asking the board to help them revise their creepy death threat emails before sending them. |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
The above message is how the first chapter begins...it is how the killer first announces himself on Verbum. |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
oh crap, you gave it away...making my late response look even more stupid... thanks! |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
WAYOUT! YOU CHANGED YOUR AVATAR!! YOU WERE NOT ALLOWED TO CHANGE IT! i'm unhappy now :) |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
As punishment for your inconsiderate actions, you must email me the penguin in the wayout country wearing a scarf. |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
I'll be waiting... ...with a big knife. |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
wait, no...where did you get it from? did you make it? |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
Ahh...the apocalyptic Ceri JC Silo! ATP 2003 Mix! |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
Go eat dead people. |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
w00t!! kill me!!! : D |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
ah i'm sorry.. the doubtful guest needed a rest. heheh i can email you the picture later if you really want |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
Guys!! I'm joking! For god's sake, how many times do I have to say it! |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
He he, the theme tune for waiting for a stalker to burst into your flat to... In the words of Thom Yorke, "You want me? Well fucking well come and fiiiiiiiiiiiiind me, I'll be waiting, with a gun and a pack of sandwiches.... I'm reaaaaaaady." |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
*sniff* I'll save him in my memory I think. (bursts into tears) I want to remember him how he was!!! |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
/me farts and knocks Toejam out |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
Heh. Silo made it onto the compilation. Great track!! :) |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
*cough cough cough!* noooooooooo.... *withers to floor* |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
I MEAN IT |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
so...will anyone read the book? guess not... |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
YOU EAT THE CORPSE OR YOU GET NO DESSERT |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
You are so unfair!! *puts head down, picks out eyeballs* |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
| |||||||||
|
|
I will. I like reading. |
||||||||
|
|
|||||||||
|
Messageboard index
|
|||||||||
