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Be creative.


I'll start...wait...uh...hm...


*Munches on the forum itself*

-ate the random savior-

*chops Zoe Nightshade into little bits and eats it in front of God and fwg*

-chops Ace up, adds him to a big pot of soup and eats it slowly- yum

*eats Armina yogurt in this post*

*Throws Icamenal into a bubbling pot of water and makes stew*

i grab the random savior by the top of his head and pull him down to a circular saw against his will; nimbly switching it on with my free hand. as the deafening roar of the tool permeates the room, i push savior's exposed countenance down against the rotating edge. it wasn't as sharp as it should have been, and as a consequence, it smoothly rips a large portion of his skin off and flings it against the wall with a resounding wet slap. surely, by now, his screaming would accompany the sound of the torture device as he loses his sight from the influx of crimson liquids which swell into his sockets and give his immeasurable pain a red haze. i push both of my hands onto the backside of his head and push it down with a firm grip -- the scarlet mist of his shredding and severely lacerated cranium spraying onto my twisted face and slicking my grin, which was derived from the adrenaline and pleasure i experience as i mangle and mutilate my fellow FWGer.

as his brain is gradually ripped and sundered into disrepair, my throat almost autonomously releases a series of cackles and moans, before i switch the saw off and let his disfigured corpse slump to the ground. i squat beside his carcass and take thick hand-fulls of his brain into my palms and shove them into my incessantly groaning mouth.

-eats

prophet wrote:i grab the random savior by the top of his head and pull him down to a circular saw against his will; nimbly switching it on with my free hand. as the deafening roar of the tool permeates the room, i push savior's exposed countenance down against the rotating edge. it wasn't as sharp as it should have been, and as a consequence, it smoothly rips a large portion of his skin off and flings it against the wall with a resounding wet slap. surely, by now, his screaming would accompany the sound of the torture device as he loses his sight from the influx of crimson liquids which swell into his sockets and give his immeasurable pain a red haze. i push both of my hands onto the backside of his head and push it down with a firm grip -- the scarlet mist of his shredding and severely lacerated cranium spraying onto my twisted face and slicking my grin, which was derived from the adrenaline and pleasure i experience as i mangle and mutilate my fellow FWGer.

as his brain is gradually ripped and sundered into disrepair, my throat almost autonomously releases a series of cackles and moans, before i switch the saw off and let his disfigured corpse slump to the ground. i squat beside his carcass and take thick hand-fulls of his brain into my palms and shove them into my incessantly groaning mouth.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4XljfTOabsk

eats tyc i guess

*eats roast Trash*
*dies of food poisoning*