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Astral revenge01:47 May 20 2024
Times Read: 33
In all four corners of London gangsters form many families . Each runs its own side and each has its leader .
Jack McLaren ran North London Finsbury Park . Amongst its cafes and busy shops and pleasant green spaces its underground leader was facing justice for the first time in his rotten life .
Jack was facing life behind bars for murder and for once he innocent . Jack was guilty of many crimes over his life time but not this specific crime . Jack had deepened on the loyalty of his best friend Dino and his wife Cindy as they had always stood by him and risked so much putting together false alibi's for him and visiting him whilst he awaited his trial .
Dino had put up quite a lot of his own money finding a lawyer who may be able to bribe so called witnesses to change their statements to the police . So far there had been no takers and a date for the trial was taking longer than expected . Jack could nothing but stare at four walls in anger and frustration . Jack knew he had been set up but by who ? So many underground faces across London would love to take him out of the scene and lay claim to his manor . Jacks anger was stirring up a darkness and long forgotten power .
As a child Jack used to fall into a sleep so powerful he could leave his body and walk in astral form . Jack used this power as a useful tool to gain the things he wanted and often set others up for a fall or scare those who would mock him . But as Jack grew older he lost his ability to astral travel . Jack mad up for this useful skill by becoming a hardened criminal and obtaining wealth and power amongst the London under world .
Now facing the hell of being locked up in a Victorian fortress for the rest of his life Jack's anger was forcing him into deep dark sleeps that were igniting his ability to astral travel . Every night at lights out Jack began to practice his power and gradually found his astral power and left his body to wander the prison . As he grew more confident he left the prison in astral form and wandered the streets of London .
A date had been set for Jacks trial and only Dino visited . Coming with the news that Cindy had become ill and had been advised to remain at home . Jack loved his wife very much and decided to set his mind to rest he would astral travel and make his way back home to check on his wife .
Once the prison was dark and silent Jack went into a deep sleep and released himself from the confines of his body . Leaving the prison and making his way back to the security and love of his grand Docklands flat . On entering the house he found Cindy and Dino in the bedroom celebrating Jacks impending fate . Their plan had worked and soon Jack would be sentenced to life in prison and Cindy could finally divorce Jack and claim his entire fortune and marry Dino . Jack filled with rage at his wife and best friend’s betrayal . Jack waited for Dino to leave the bedroom and make his way to the living room . Jack watched Dino in disgust and a fury that would make the flames of hell burn bright enough for all to see .
Dino stood admiring himself in the mirror so pleased with his grubby little plan to remove Jack from his Manor and amass that was once all his and taking his wife into the bargain . Jack reached for a heavy glass ashtray and stood behind Dino . For a brief moment Jack was visible in the mirror and Dino stepped back quickly in shock only to receive a violent blow to the head . Dino fell to the floor and watched in horror as an invisible force brought down the heavy piece of glass down to meet his skull . Blows hit Dinos head with such force splattering blood across the white washed walls until Dino lay motionless on the floor . Jack dropped the instrument of his vengeance beside his treacherous former friend and waited for Cindy to enter the room .
Cindy finally came to the room to find her lover bludgeoned to death and before she could reach for the phone to call for help she caught Jacks reflection in the mirror . Looking around the room to see nobody there and looking back to the mirror to see Jacks angered face . Jack grabbed a lamp from a table and ripped out the cord and wrapping it around Cindy's neck and pulling it tight and forcing her to drop to the floor . Jack wrapped the cord tighter around her neck and choking the life out of her . Cindy tried in vein to make this invisible force release her from its tight grip . This just made Jack pull tighter . Cindy dropped to the floor and Jack kicked her lifeless body and left the lamp cord around her neck . Jack began his return to the prison . He made his way back to his cell only to find his body was not there .
Jack soon felt a strange cold sensation and he heard to prison guards talking about how they had sprung a search on all inmates on Jacks landing . As Jack had left his body the prison guards believed Jack had died and sent his body to the mortuary .
Jack began to slowly disappear and in spite of pleas to be heard by the prison guards he disappeared and returned to his body . He was now trapped in an ice cold prison in a locked up mortuary with no one around to hear his cries for help. Jack was completely trapped and damned to freeze to death in the steel ice box .
A figure in a black shroud stood outside of the mortuary and smiled with delight as it listened to Jacks cries for help .
02:17 May 14 2024
Times Read: 250
Been thinking a lot about the stories I write . I tend to mostly write about vampires as it is my passion in life always has been since I was around 5 years old and I make no apologies for that .
I suppose with everything I have read and history and research and films I not seeing anything that comes across believable . If you believe it that will make it more frightening than if you don't believe it .
I want to make my character's believable and give the edge that will get under a persons skin and make them very afraid .
Sometimes I think I may have gone a little too far in order to create fear . If I can't create that fear Im wasting my time
Pourvu qu elles soient douces02:42 May 13 2024
Times Read: 277
There is nothing lustful about your side ways gaze
Your mother spanked you too much
There is nothing perverse about your taste for the backhand
And your baby is not angry
Your kamasutra is about 100 years old
My god its out of fashion
The ultimate in this landscape
Its about loving both sides
Your majesty never move
Forever Im your only class
Everything has a price to pay
You make ohs and ahs behind your work
Standing up and back without losing courage
Strip away your obsessions
You insist on not giving a damn about everything
But as long as they are soft
Of a poet you only have the moon in mind
From my curves you are K.O.
Of an aesthete you only kept a stupid look
Everything is beautiful if seen from behind
No need to apologise
Never stop inspiring yourself
I make ah ohs never tire of me
For love of the weird and strange
Shouldn't youth be spent ? Whats the point of hustling
Muse or muse my desire from behind
Mylene Farmer
The MadMan03:12 May 05 2024
Times Read: 361
The start of my life when I look back was too good to be true . I was born in Liverpool and I was eldest child to a wealthy family . I had a good relationship with both of my parents . I was to have company from 6 younger siblings . My mother died in childbirth and the child died as well . This was the beginning of the end in regards to a happy childhood for me .
My father became a violent alcoholic bully and I was on the receiving end of his violence . I suffered so many beatings over the least thing from my father . As I grew into my early teenage years I began learning to fight and my families male servants taught me how to gamble and the skill of being able to hold my ale and spirits .
I was growing tall and my constant fighting had helped me build up my muscles and I something of a giant by the time I was 16 . My father spent years gambling and drinking away my family's fortunes and one night my father tried to attack me in front of my younger siblings and the servants . That night I showed my father just how much I had changed and I was no longer the same scared little boy he enjoyed beating and humiliating . I beat my farther so hard that he never went near my younger siblings again . He was to afraid of what I would do to him if I ever found out he had hurt them again .
To make money I often took part in illegal bareknuckle fights in the city . I was gaining a reputation around Liverpool and men from all over the city were signing up to see if they could take me down . Nobody came close and I remained undefeated . The money I earned didn't get me much as it was being used to take of my family and keep away my fathers creditors . It was all starting to get on my nerves and yearned for something more . I had no intentions of stopping with the fighting as this was something I enjoyed far to much to stop . I wanted out of the family and away from Liverpool . As it happens I didn't have to wait too long for my freedom .
My father lost us everything and I received word that the bailiffs were on their way to take what was left from our estate . I let all the servants go and my younger siblings were happily taken off my hands by my late mother’s family . I was finally glad to be rid of the little perishers . I made my way back to my house and set up a little surprise in the form of barrels of gunpowder for the bailiff's. I found my father preparing to hang himself from a wooden beam near where I had put the gun powder . This was manna from heaven as far as I was concerned . The old fool was finally doing the decent thing and doing away with himself . I always knew he wasn't a real man he was a filthy coward .
I walked over to him and asked him if he wanted to die . I didn't give him the chance I just kicked the stool out from under his feet and looked into his eyes as they turned from milky white to completely bloodshot . I smiled as his legs trashed about until his lifeless body just swinged from left to right and the body was still . The bailiffs showed up within minutes after my father’s self murder . I grabbed a lit lamp and waited for them to get near the barrels of gunpowder . I threw the lit lamp in their path and made my escape . I climbed on my horse and watched my once happy home burn . I rode off into the city and made my way over to the mersey and watched as a storm lit up the cold waters of the river mersey and turned my back on Liverpool forever for I was bound for London and in short I was free .
My journey to London gave me the chance to indulge in a little highway robbery to keep me in food and lodgings until I arrived in London . A life of violent crime suited me very well and I came to realise I had a love for violence . Fighting made me feel alive and I took great pleasure from being feared . My life in London gave me every vice that I enjoyed to the fullest .
I began the illegal fighting straight away and it was amusing that the powdered and wigs and ribbons men thought it would be so easy to take me on . One by one I took them down I even killed a few and discovered that taking human life could give me a sensation of absolute pleasure and wielded a certain amount of power .
I had my pick of the whores and I gained a fierce reputation with women as only the bravest and most experienced would ever get into my bed . The words no and stop never meant much to me and I loathed timid women . The kind of woman I wanted needed to be strong and unafraid of a man like me but in these times it was not a likely combination .
I continued to rob people on the streets and even broke into houses and took everything I wanted including the flesh of an unwilling woman . I gained a notorious reputation around London and I earned the nickname Madman as nobody ever wanted to come face to face with me . I could fight anyone and drink all under the table . Soon my reputation caught the attention of the justice of the peace .
I eventually caught and it took 10 men to bring me down and put me in the hands of Newgate prison . Whilst in Newgate I became acquainted with a Mr Richard Hallow . We shared a cell and he showed me no fear I liked him straight away and we became good friends . When I was brought before the judge I was sentenced to the gallows's and Richard was to be transported to the colonies . Whilst in court we both felt an uneasy presence and we noticed a very imposing looking gentleman watching us from the stalls . Once my sentence was passed I managed to get near enough to the judge and I spat in his face . Once Richard and I had no choice but to accept our fate . I wasn't going to let the hangmen's job be easy I was going to fight my way out of my hanging . I was going to make sure the world remembered the name Thomas Tralawny . As it happens that night Richard and I were set free . The imposing gentleman bought our freedom and took us away from London and set us up in his farmhouse . For the first time in a long time I was with a man who was equally as strong as me but he had something I had not come across before . He was a celebrant of the dark arts and encouraged my love of violence and crime . I was skeptical at first but Richard seemed to know about the dark arts as his life traveling the world with the pirates meant he had seen his fair share of spells and sorcery . We both learnt fast and we both enjoyed our new life of accepted sinful wickedness . Soon we were joined by another man from the gutters of Lancashire a Mr Charles Hammond . For me he wasn't much of a man . He never took any interest in women and during our satanic ceremonies his hands would often shake and the sight of a naked female offering made him screw up his face . He tried to make us believe he had a girl waiting in Dublin . Anyone with eyes in their head could see he was a molly and we knew who he desired . But to his credit he had a brutal side when it came to working the roads and he could shift fast . I could not see how our leader could make him his right hand man . It should of been me !
Soon things took a much darker turn and everything we were promised came with the promise of our souls but gave us the strength of a 100 men and longevity and the chance to suck on a crimson red flavour for nourishment . I had no barriers now and everyone was now fair game with no consequence's to face and its delicious .
For those of you that think your hard enough come seek me out as I have all the time in the world to wait for you if you dare
Thomas Tralawny 1779
22:16 May 04 2024
Times Read: 386
My thoughts have turned to my home town this evening and the sad news of the passing of a much loved local character .
His name was George and he was a man with a disabilities . Nobody was really able to understand him when he spoke but we all acknowledged him and would regularly stop and greet him and chat with him .
He was well known for his kindness towards people and often helped out at the local bus station by carrying peoples bags and helping anyone he needed assistance . He looked after the towns gardens and was always at the armistice day parade and would always salute even though he was never able to serve in the armed force's . He never kept any of the money he was given for helping out around the town he gave it all away to local charities . Nobody ever had a bad word to say about him and the local council had a tree planted in the town centre to honour him which he regularly inspected .
I really do believe 100% that their are pure kind souls on this earth and George was one of them . I have no doubts that the whole of Grantham will be present for his funeral .
Dear George rest in peace 💐
02:53 May 03 2024
Times Read: 423
Parts of the UK have voted in local elections yesterday and results are coming in and it’s worrying . The outcome will determine if we will have general election this year .
Im not a big fan of Rishi Sunak but I would much rather see him continue as PM than have Kier Starmer .
The UK has become a very dangerous and mentally unstable country . Our NHS is falling apart and people can not get access to treatment even if they are diagnosed with cancer and other life threatening condition's .
People are being treated badly for being disabled and for ageing .
Everything from gas electricity and water and food costs a fortune and most of us are running into huge amounts of debt .
Schools seem to be teaching children things that quite frankly they should not be taught in school .
London Birmingham Manchester and becoming so violent with knife crime adults are now scared of children as they have become zombie knife carrying monster's.
Our justice system is a joke and the victims are treated like the villains .
The UK is lawless and dangerous and a mess .
For me if it wasn't for my mum and daughter I would be selling my house and moving abroad with my dad .
It breaks my heart to see whats happening to the UK and it will get a lot worse before it gets better .
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Gomez
20:46 May 20 2024
I like this. I'm a macabre fellow but regardless of all that, i would read this