I've revived it three or four times so seven may be a bit low.PoisonUnagi said:
I don't even like scary stories! they scare me too much!
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Richard Pryor has been hailed as the greatest comedian of all time, doing stand-up until about 1984, give or take a small amount of time.....or at least that's what I thought. According to witness accounts, there have been reports of pryor continuing to do stand-up until as late as 2001, until the MS made it too difficult for him to continue performing. But why haven't you heard of him doing this? Simple, he was tired of touring. He wanted to entertain people on his own terms, using whatever material he wanted, so he started hitting up comedy clubs along the lower west coast and even some smaller places in Canada. It was incredibly difficult to not get noticed, being the greatest stand-up ever, so he wore disguises that almost always worked, but occasionally, his ego got the best of him and he went a few times to incredibly rural areas without anything covering his face, but these were the few times I got witness accounts. Here's the only willing person I was able to find, who tracked down his shows for a good 6 months in the early 90s, and again up from 1998-99.
"Apparently, people tried to take photos when he was doing this shit unmasked, and those people got dragged outside and beaten senseless, once or twice to the point of death to act as an example. Remember how he kept doing movies until the late 90s? Well, notice how his ego is mostly what exploded there (cast members in the late 80s onward talked about this), and this was further shown when it was brought to my attention that he liked to talk about at his shows how 'a nigga be gettin better material by the day, Carlin be shuffling his shit around for the last 30 years'. He started to get angrier as his sets went on, complaining about why everything in the world is wrong, and at a point did a few sets where there weren't even any jokes, just him yelling at the crowd. And after these sets, he just walked back offstage like he was a completely different person."
Even more curious, I heard he made one more concert film, privately, that was leaked to Jennifer Lee, Pryors final wife and manager, just last year. It was an hour and 22 minutes, and the file was titled "RP_existance". According to reports, it was shot at Laugh Factory with a camera that looked like it was straight out of the mid 80s. I had to hassle Jennifer Lee to release the details, when she eventually broke down when I confronted her in the streets. Crying, she told me about the horrifying picture: "It must have taken place in 2001 or 2002. Richard made many "business" trips for those few years, even though he needed assistance to get anywhere. After hours at the Laugh Factory, it was him in a room, with no real crowd, but him, standing in front of an unplugged microphone, in the darkness. Because of the distance of the camera, I could barely make out his face, but based on his expression, it was clear as day. He spent 30 or 35 minutes telling inaudible jokes and laughing hysterically to himself after he told them, and he looked like he hadn't slept in days, and was almost skeletally thin. 2 minutes after this though, the man snapped. Just started screaming words that I could barely make out, moving so rapidly like he was going to have a seizure, and then he fell out of his chair flat on his face as his mobility vehicle drifted into the distance. flat on his face in his nearly decomposed shape, he twitched, but then stopped and was there until the video had a minute or so left, and I noticed something horrifying. A tall man in a suit with some odd mask on just came into the picture and stared at him deathly still, as the video stops."
She said this in tears, and when I mentioned that the screams had to have been partially audible due to the area of the laugh factory, she grew pale and stumbled away as if her heart had been shattered instantaneously.
"Apparently, people tried to take photos when he was doing this shit unmasked, and those people got dragged outside and beaten senseless, once or twice to the point of death to act as an example. Remember how he kept doing movies until the late 90s? Well, notice how his ego is mostly what exploded there (cast members in the late 80s onward talked about this), and this was further shown when it was brought to my attention that he liked to talk about at his shows how 'a nigga be gettin better material by the day, Carlin be shuffling his shit around for the last 30 years'. He started to get angrier as his sets went on, complaining about why everything in the world is wrong, and at a point did a few sets where there weren't even any jokes, just him yelling at the crowd. And after these sets, he just walked back offstage like he was a completely different person."
Even more curious, I heard he made one more concert film, privately, that was leaked to Jennifer Lee, Pryors final wife and manager, just last year. It was an hour and 22 minutes, and the file was titled "RP_existance". According to reports, it was shot at Laugh Factory with a camera that looked like it was straight out of the mid 80s. I had to hassle Jennifer Lee to release the details, when she eventually broke down when I confronted her in the streets. Crying, she told me about the horrifying picture: "It must have taken place in 2001 or 2002. Richard made many "business" trips for those few years, even though he needed assistance to get anywhere. After hours at the Laugh Factory, it was him in a room, with no real crowd, but him, standing in front of an unplugged microphone, in the darkness. Because of the distance of the camera, I could barely make out his face, but based on his expression, it was clear as day. He spent 30 or 35 minutes telling inaudible jokes and laughing hysterically to himself after he told them, and he looked like he hadn't slept in days, and was almost skeletally thin. 2 minutes after this though, the man snapped. Just started screaming words that I could barely make out, moving so rapidly like he was going to have a seizure, and then he fell out of his chair flat on his face as his mobility vehicle drifted into the distance. flat on his face in his nearly decomposed shape, he twitched, but then stopped and was there until the video had a minute or so left, and I noticed something horrifying. A tall man in a suit with some odd mask on just came into the picture and stared at him deathly still, as the video stops."
She said this in tears, and when I mentioned that the screams had to have been partially audible due to the area of the laugh factory, she grew pale and stumbled away as if her heart had been shattered instantaneously.
Can anyone help me out here? I?m looking for a lost episode of the Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog
I?m sure some of you remember, if you?re from the northern part of Virginia, and watched The Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog you may have seen this. Some back story first, I saw this when I was eight when I first recall seeing this episode, the number of the said episode is 66 of season one (there was only one season) and was only aired in northern Virginia as the broadcasting station had ignored the notice not to play the final episode of the bundle due to its extreme adult content. This was the stations choice as it had purchased the syndication rights in its area but was later sued by concerned parents after several children were diagnosed of light neural hemorrhaging causing severe nightmares and vomiting. Nobody was killed by viewing this episode and older viewers seemed immune to the effects of whatever caused the bleeding, but needless to say a freeze was put on the production of the series and was hushed up on the news, the show was replaced by the series named simply Sonic the Hedgehog.
I started my search for the episode after the nightmares from watching watching the show returned after 16 years. The nightmare was vivid, it contained vision of people in a long line all of them clutching their faces in despair. The people in this line spread the full length of the street and had seemingly abandoned their cars (leaving the doors open) to join the others waiting. Everyone was deathly thin, naked and when they spoke they did so in what sounded like reverse tongues but not much was said in between the helpless sobs. Everything had a dark red tone to it, like the sun was burning out at sunset but never fully went down. Those that where not in the line littered the street, dead. I can?t recall much from the dream other than that, some other details hinted at looting, things like a line of dead riot police and smashed windows, upturned cars and even a collapsed skyscraper in the distance but those in the line payed no attention to this, they simply sobbed as the line shifted forward. The nightmare ends with one of the members of the line looking directly at me, he says nothing but shifts to an unnatural pose, his arms bent at 45 degree angles and his legs spread into a box over the ground, his mouth agape as he did this the rest of the people in the line did the same, striking a slightly different twisted pose all looking at me. I then awoke with tears in my eyes.
My first logical step to finding this lost episode was the station which originally aired it. There is nothing odd about the station, it?s old management has long since moved on, committed suicide as the new manager pointed out to me. Over a cup of coffee me and the new manager discussed the stations past I intentionally eased into the subject lost episode and as it turned out i was right to do so. When I brought up the subject John (is he will now be known), the manager literally spilled his coffee on his lap. He told me that this subject was a personal one to him and as it turns out John was the original owners son. He was kind enough to explain to me that the legal fees he was receiving in conjunction with the mail he was receiving from children and parents alike had pushed him too far and he hung himself in the family kitchen. I was a little taken back by this news so I figured maybe I was digging too deep and decided to drop this madness and just call it a day, but before I could exit John?s office he told me that he would send me the mail, his reasoning? That he wanted me to know what happened, his curiosity was almost as deep as mine, not surprising considering this episode killed his father. So I told him I?ll take a look deeper into the subject and get back to him on anything I dig up.
The letters where as you would expect, angry mothers asking what kind of station would air this filth, legal fees ranging in the hundreds of thousands of dollars (enough to send any station broke in the 90′s) and of course drawing from children depicting scenes from the episode. Distinct things like the blood and the unusually dull colors that persisted throughout the episode. Horrible things, things like Robotnik vomiting blood and tails crying over the corpse of feathered headless bird. But one letter caught my attention specifically, it was a letter from the studio which produced the series: ?Thank you for purchasing the rights to air Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog (c) Sega 1993-1994 all rights reserved, enclosed is the series list, episode descriptions, Episodes 1-66 the entirety of season 1 and legal information regarding ratings and air times.? In poor hand writing, at the bottom of the page a scrawled note was placed with the words ?Episode 66 is not to be aired! This is a database error and contains corrupted material?. The initials JS followed. I set out to find this episode, but to no avail. My second plan was to ask the people who sent the angry letters about the episode about their take on it. Those who had not moved away since then gave me canned ?I don?t know? or ?Not this again? responses but I did chance upon one man, around my age who remembers and taped the episode he invited me in and showed me his VHS copy of the episode, it was badly decayed from years of neglect in his garage though and the only bits I could make out was Tails screaming at Sonic, with tears in his eyes ?How could you Sonic? What have you done!??and the rest of the episode on the tape was just static, the occasional scream and twisted figures, not animals or people but figures staring at viewer, their circular mouths and open black eyes emitting a slight screech. The tape sent chills up out spine and I asked if I could take the tape for research I was doing into the episode he agreed quite readily and I promised to keep him updated, as well as John.
I took the tape back to John and we watched it up to about 15 minutes where John just jumped back in his seat. He told me he saw the figure with black eyes, but it spoke for brief moment, John claimed he its lips moved, mouthing the word he though was ?eternity? we watched that same one second flash for what must have been thirty times and each time we both attempted to freeze the frame on the figure only to have it disappear when we did so. I called it a day there, we needed a better copy of this episode if we where to find out why this episode ended the entire series and caused me nightmares for much of my childhood.
Short of traveling to France and talking to the animation studio, I gave them a call. The bluntly told me that there was no episode 66 and that 65 was the full season. Knowing this dead end I called again for another phone and asked for the contact information of the voice actors. All of the information was out of date it seemed, the actors for Robotnik, Scratch, Grounder and sonic all giving me ?Number not in service? errors however I did manage to contact Christopher Evan Welch (The voice of tails) and hook him for a fake interview about his roles in 90′s Television. Chris turned up as you would expect, casual clothing smile on his face, your average guy in his late 20′s. As he sat down I asked about some of his roles in bands and television and worked my way to Sonic. When I did get there however he got really quite, and evasive. I asked him specifically about episode 66 and halfway through taking a breath he just stopped. His pupils almost retracted into nothing and he looked at me and told me that the episodes only go up to 65. Of course I knew better and asked him about his script talking to sonic and what he had done. He grabbed his face, not in frustration but to wipe back his eyes which were begging to well up. He took a deep breath and told me the episode was written by Jeffrey Scott, he told me the usual that he was always a nice man and was very patient with him as he read the script (Being 11 at the time) but as the first season drew to a close Jeffrey had become very angry with everyone, including 11 year old Chris. The voice actor for Robotnik and Sonic threatened to quit over his behavior but the executive producer paid them both large sums of cash in hand right there to read from the script Jeffrey had written. Apparently Jeffrey had an order from high up, the top of Sega or as far as Chris knew at the time to produce this episode, listed as a business priority.
Chris explained to me how as they read the script he felt great sorrow and terror, as if they had lost a close friend of family member or had seen them die before them, he told me of the scarring to his vocal chords from the screaming that was invoked by reading the script he told me of the blood that leaked from the mouths of the actors of Robotnik and Sonic. The session ended with the security pulling the actors from the studio before they died in the process of recording from blood loss. His mother pulled him from the show the next day, fearing for his safety. I stopped the interview there, I asked for a copy of the episode but a copy was never sent back to the actors.
That is as far as I have come in the Search for episode 66 I?ve heard that there may be a copy in the studio in France but I no way of getting their on my budget. But I know it exists and I know many more out there must have a VHS copy, so this is why I ask the Internet. Help me in my search.
I?m sure some of you remember, if you?re from the northern part of Virginia, and watched The Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog you may have seen this. Some back story first, I saw this when I was eight when I first recall seeing this episode, the number of the said episode is 66 of season one (there was only one season) and was only aired in northern Virginia as the broadcasting station had ignored the notice not to play the final episode of the bundle due to its extreme adult content. This was the stations choice as it had purchased the syndication rights in its area but was later sued by concerned parents after several children were diagnosed of light neural hemorrhaging causing severe nightmares and vomiting. Nobody was killed by viewing this episode and older viewers seemed immune to the effects of whatever caused the bleeding, but needless to say a freeze was put on the production of the series and was hushed up on the news, the show was replaced by the series named simply Sonic the Hedgehog.
I started my search for the episode after the nightmares from watching watching the show returned after 16 years. The nightmare was vivid, it contained vision of people in a long line all of them clutching their faces in despair. The people in this line spread the full length of the street and had seemingly abandoned their cars (leaving the doors open) to join the others waiting. Everyone was deathly thin, naked and when they spoke they did so in what sounded like reverse tongues but not much was said in between the helpless sobs. Everything had a dark red tone to it, like the sun was burning out at sunset but never fully went down. Those that where not in the line littered the street, dead. I can?t recall much from the dream other than that, some other details hinted at looting, things like a line of dead riot police and smashed windows, upturned cars and even a collapsed skyscraper in the distance but those in the line payed no attention to this, they simply sobbed as the line shifted forward. The nightmare ends with one of the members of the line looking directly at me, he says nothing but shifts to an unnatural pose, his arms bent at 45 degree angles and his legs spread into a box over the ground, his mouth agape as he did this the rest of the people in the line did the same, striking a slightly different twisted pose all looking at me. I then awoke with tears in my eyes.
My first logical step to finding this lost episode was the station which originally aired it. There is nothing odd about the station, it?s old management has long since moved on, committed suicide as the new manager pointed out to me. Over a cup of coffee me and the new manager discussed the stations past I intentionally eased into the subject lost episode and as it turned out i was right to do so. When I brought up the subject John (is he will now be known), the manager literally spilled his coffee on his lap. He told me that this subject was a personal one to him and as it turns out John was the original owners son. He was kind enough to explain to me that the legal fees he was receiving in conjunction with the mail he was receiving from children and parents alike had pushed him too far and he hung himself in the family kitchen. I was a little taken back by this news so I figured maybe I was digging too deep and decided to drop this madness and just call it a day, but before I could exit John?s office he told me that he would send me the mail, his reasoning? That he wanted me to know what happened, his curiosity was almost as deep as mine, not surprising considering this episode killed his father. So I told him I?ll take a look deeper into the subject and get back to him on anything I dig up.
The letters where as you would expect, angry mothers asking what kind of station would air this filth, legal fees ranging in the hundreds of thousands of dollars (enough to send any station broke in the 90′s) and of course drawing from children depicting scenes from the episode. Distinct things like the blood and the unusually dull colors that persisted throughout the episode. Horrible things, things like Robotnik vomiting blood and tails crying over the corpse of feathered headless bird. But one letter caught my attention specifically, it was a letter from the studio which produced the series: ?Thank you for purchasing the rights to air Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog (c) Sega 1993-1994 all rights reserved, enclosed is the series list, episode descriptions, Episodes 1-66 the entirety of season 1 and legal information regarding ratings and air times.? In poor hand writing, at the bottom of the page a scrawled note was placed with the words ?Episode 66 is not to be aired! This is a database error and contains corrupted material?. The initials JS followed. I set out to find this episode, but to no avail. My second plan was to ask the people who sent the angry letters about the episode about their take on it. Those who had not moved away since then gave me canned ?I don?t know? or ?Not this again? responses but I did chance upon one man, around my age who remembers and taped the episode he invited me in and showed me his VHS copy of the episode, it was badly decayed from years of neglect in his garage though and the only bits I could make out was Tails screaming at Sonic, with tears in his eyes ?How could you Sonic? What have you done!??and the rest of the episode on the tape was just static, the occasional scream and twisted figures, not animals or people but figures staring at viewer, their circular mouths and open black eyes emitting a slight screech. The tape sent chills up out spine and I asked if I could take the tape for research I was doing into the episode he agreed quite readily and I promised to keep him updated, as well as John.
I took the tape back to John and we watched it up to about 15 minutes where John just jumped back in his seat. He told me he saw the figure with black eyes, but it spoke for brief moment, John claimed he its lips moved, mouthing the word he though was ?eternity? we watched that same one second flash for what must have been thirty times and each time we both attempted to freeze the frame on the figure only to have it disappear when we did so. I called it a day there, we needed a better copy of this episode if we where to find out why this episode ended the entire series and caused me nightmares for much of my childhood.
Short of traveling to France and talking to the animation studio, I gave them a call. The bluntly told me that there was no episode 66 and that 65 was the full season. Knowing this dead end I called again for another phone and asked for the contact information of the voice actors. All of the information was out of date it seemed, the actors for Robotnik, Scratch, Grounder and sonic all giving me ?Number not in service? errors however I did manage to contact Christopher Evan Welch (The voice of tails) and hook him for a fake interview about his roles in 90′s Television. Chris turned up as you would expect, casual clothing smile on his face, your average guy in his late 20′s. As he sat down I asked about some of his roles in bands and television and worked my way to Sonic. When I did get there however he got really quite, and evasive. I asked him specifically about episode 66 and halfway through taking a breath he just stopped. His pupils almost retracted into nothing and he looked at me and told me that the episodes only go up to 65. Of course I knew better and asked him about his script talking to sonic and what he had done. He grabbed his face, not in frustration but to wipe back his eyes which were begging to well up. He took a deep breath and told me the episode was written by Jeffrey Scott, he told me the usual that he was always a nice man and was very patient with him as he read the script (Being 11 at the time) but as the first season drew to a close Jeffrey had become very angry with everyone, including 11 year old Chris. The voice actor for Robotnik and Sonic threatened to quit over his behavior but the executive producer paid them both large sums of cash in hand right there to read from the script Jeffrey had written. Apparently Jeffrey had an order from high up, the top of Sega or as far as Chris knew at the time to produce this episode, listed as a business priority.
Chris explained to me how as they read the script he felt great sorrow and terror, as if they had lost a close friend of family member or had seen them die before them, he told me of the scarring to his vocal chords from the screaming that was invoked by reading the script he told me of the blood that leaked from the mouths of the actors of Robotnik and Sonic. The session ended with the security pulling the actors from the studio before they died in the process of recording from blood loss. His mother pulled him from the show the next day, fearing for his safety. I stopped the interview there, I asked for a copy of the episode but a copy was never sent back to the actors.
That is as far as I have come in the Search for episode 66 I?ve heard that there may be a copy in the studio in France but I no way of getting their on my budget. But I know it exists and I know many more out there must have a VHS copy, so this is why I ask the Internet. Help me in my search.
THAT WAS AWESOME imma send that to all my friends now ^_^S.R.S. said:Go to ED and search creepy pasta.
I'm not sure I'd just call it "gore", as it's really a birth defect, as opposed to horrific injury, but that's just be twiddling with semantics.David_G said:Did you watch the whole thing? Because something really interesting happens at the end.Judgement101 said:
That's just gore, nothing scary about that. But taking in consideration that most of the Escapist users aren't so internet savvy, those might come as a shock to them.Nigh Invulnerable said:Here's a few images of anencephaly:
Not afterlfe themed, and more odd than scary, but warning on swearing and violence, for any children that have made it this far.
Also, if you are a child who has made it this far, a priest will shortly be dispatched to your location for an exorcism.
Also, if you are a child who has made it this far, a priest will shortly be dispatched to your location for an exorcism.
The following is and remains the property of the Australian Security and Intelligence Organisation. This record is sealed by order of the Advisory Panel on the Extra Normal (APEN) acting under the authority of the Minster for Defence. If you have received this record in error, please delete all digital copies of it, return any hard copies to the source from which you received it and notify ASIO (department of records) on 13 19 66. Failure to do so will result in a fine of up to $250,000 and/or up to five years in prison.
127:So, mister Parker, you left the ASIO/E-NA in two thousand and nine. (cough) you cited the procedure for euthanizing Victors and the conflict that that left you with as your reason. If you could, please tell me what you know about Victors and just why killing them and not hosts or movers or sliders bothered you.
A:Twenty four hours. That?s the window that you have after they feed. The rest of the time, they look just like you or me. They have jobs, homes, wives, kids. They can sunbake and go to church on Sundays. Hell, a couple of the lads in the box think that they only know what they are in those twenty four hours after they feed.
I remember this one time, back in two thousand six, we tracked this bastard to a hotel in Sydney. Not those big hotels you see on the telly mind, but a seedy place near the edge of the suburbs. The coppers heard reports of a murder and looked inside. All they could see was this bloke, who turned out to be a banker by the way, surrounded by a pile of bodies. They cordoned off the area, asked around. Turns out, those bodies were a sizeable proportion of the local prostitutes. Thirty in all. Then they heard the screams. You can listen to the recordings yourself if you want to, but I wouldn?t advise it. Drove one bloke I know up in records to the drink. The cops called in a SOG team to get the girls out. Thank Christ we managed to intercept the request and send in some our lads instead.
We went in with just thirty minutes before the deadline, better that way, you know, the corpse gets back to normal before the locals can see what they had next door. We had six blokes, Me, Danno, Ken...uh Mick, Joe and some other bloke who?s name I can?t quite... Andy! That?s it. So we kicked in the door, went in, rifles raised, torches on. Then the lights came on. Jesus, sorry, just... he must have found a bucket or or something and he, he had been painting the floor with the blood, wall to wall. We were trained to expect that sort of thing from Victors, so we kept going through to the foyer. The carpet just kept squishing beneath our feet, but we kept going.
We made it to the elevator without much trouble. Now, with a host or mover, never use the elevator, because all they care about is killing, so they?ll just bring down the box with you in it, but a Victor, he wants to feed, so he?ll start walking towards the noise.
The top floor was more of the same; blood and not much else. Until we get to the ?wedding suite? and we find one of the girls. She was alive, thank Christ, but bleeding real bad. We had Danno take he down in the elevator to the ambos. I would say that was our first mistake. See Danno was the kid of the group, just twenty three. He had gotten married six months before and as he picked up the hooker he just kept whispering,
?she looks like Sara? over and over again.
I think he was crying and the blood was on his vest and there were these meat hooks hanging from the roof and, yeah. Exactly what you think. I think that?s how he got the blood in the buckets anyway. We spent about a minute clearing the wedding suite before we lost contact with Danno. I should have seen it. Victors head toward the noise of an elevator, he shouldn?t have gone alone. It was just there was the blood and those hooks and I couldn?t think. We called Danno about four or five times before we gave up hoping that he just hadn?t heard us yet. When we got to the elevator, the hooker was gone and Danno was hanging off the wall by a wooden stake. Then the screams started again, only this time, we were close enough to hear just who it was and what they were saying. It was the vamp and he was just screeching, like a bloody banshee,
?STOP ME! STOP ME!" At the top of his lungs, over and fucking over.
Then, he, I mean, it came out of nowhere and it was on top of Mick and it started at his throat. We had Kevlar on around our throats, I mean, we?re not stupid, but it just tore through it. I put two rounds in the pricks chest and it didn?t even blink, then we all started on it, just firing and firing and firing. Eventually it just sort of collapsed, still on top of Mick. Then some of the vamp?s blood went into Mick?s wounds.
The movies, they lie. Vampirism, unlike just about everything else on the organisations charter, is a real disease, spread through blood on blood contact. When they feed, they tend to use a knife to cut the victim before drinking, so they don?t have a rival five minutes down the track. That?s why we have such a high rate of psychological recovery amongst victims, they are never exposed to the disease and for all they know, it was just another psychopath. Mick though, the blood was in his system and so before we could reload, he went after Andy. Andy went down, but he gave us enough time to put disable Mick with more sustained fire. We put a round in Mick?s head, then Andy?s but the vamp who killed all those women, we sat around and waited for him to bleed out. It sounds cruel, but what he did to those poor girls, with the knives and the hooks, we wanted justice. Justice should be something that the bad guy doesn?t want.
Unfortunately, out twenty four hours ran out before his life did, so he went back to the banker in front of our eyes. And that?s why I packed it in. I can handle hosts and movers and sliders because they don?t look into your eyes and beg as they die,
?It was just a bad dream, why did I wake up, why couldn?t it stay a dream??
I mean, he was fucking crying when he said it.
We found the prostitute on the bed in the wedding suite when we finished our sweep after the banker was dead. So much fucking blood that we couldn?t see her at first. But here?s the kicker, it wasn?t a prostitute, it was his wife. See, Mr and Mrs. Banker had come out here to get away from the job for a while. Then, judging from what happened, the hunger hit and he attacked her, feeding, but not lethally. Mr. Banker wakes the next day to find out what he?s done, tries to end his own life. Fails. The hunger comes again and he instead kills a prostitute, still himself enough to not want to hurt Mrs banker. The same thing happens the next day and the next day and the next. Until somebody notices the blood on the front step of the hotel and calls the cops. The wife ended up living, but I?m not going to say where she is now or what she?s doing. The poor women deserves some peace.
So yes, I did end up wondering about the morality of killing the Victors after the banker, I?ve seen more subtle Victors both before and after that and the only explanation is that he couldn?t stop himself and so tried to get somebody else do it for him. Beneath the Victor, he was a good man, but the monster was still on top. So we kept on doing it, going into nests and putting an end to the sprees. We had another five nests after that before we found the outbreak's patient zero and put a stop to him. By the end of it, we were wishing that they were all as easy as that hotel. On all of my reports afterwards, I listed vamps as euthanized, not terminated, but thinking I was helping the good person underneath wasn?t enough and I could always see the banker?s face as we waited for him to die. I could still feel the blood in the carpet under my boots and I still hear the sobs of the wife and the shit we had to put her through to find zero. And through all of it I felt dirty, like I was the one infected. So I fucked off .Because even if those things have to die, I?ll be fucked if I?m gonna spend me life doing it.
And yes, you can put that on your stupid fucking report. Let the kids who grew up on the x-files and dracula know exactly the kind of shit you're gonna drop'em in.
127:So, mister Parker, you left the ASIO/E-NA in two thousand and nine. (cough) you cited the procedure for euthanizing Victors and the conflict that that left you with as your reason. If you could, please tell me what you know about Victors and just why killing them and not hosts or movers or sliders bothered you.
A:Twenty four hours. That?s the window that you have after they feed. The rest of the time, they look just like you or me. They have jobs, homes, wives, kids. They can sunbake and go to church on Sundays. Hell, a couple of the lads in the box think that they only know what they are in those twenty four hours after they feed.
I remember this one time, back in two thousand six, we tracked this bastard to a hotel in Sydney. Not those big hotels you see on the telly mind, but a seedy place near the edge of the suburbs. The coppers heard reports of a murder and looked inside. All they could see was this bloke, who turned out to be a banker by the way, surrounded by a pile of bodies. They cordoned off the area, asked around. Turns out, those bodies were a sizeable proportion of the local prostitutes. Thirty in all. Then they heard the screams. You can listen to the recordings yourself if you want to, but I wouldn?t advise it. Drove one bloke I know up in records to the drink. The cops called in a SOG team to get the girls out. Thank Christ we managed to intercept the request and send in some our lads instead.
We went in with just thirty minutes before the deadline, better that way, you know, the corpse gets back to normal before the locals can see what they had next door. We had six blokes, Me, Danno, Ken...uh Mick, Joe and some other bloke who?s name I can?t quite... Andy! That?s it. So we kicked in the door, went in, rifles raised, torches on. Then the lights came on. Jesus, sorry, just... he must have found a bucket or or something and he, he had been painting the floor with the blood, wall to wall. We were trained to expect that sort of thing from Victors, so we kept going through to the foyer. The carpet just kept squishing beneath our feet, but we kept going.
We made it to the elevator without much trouble. Now, with a host or mover, never use the elevator, because all they care about is killing, so they?ll just bring down the box with you in it, but a Victor, he wants to feed, so he?ll start walking towards the noise.
The top floor was more of the same; blood and not much else. Until we get to the ?wedding suite? and we find one of the girls. She was alive, thank Christ, but bleeding real bad. We had Danno take he down in the elevator to the ambos. I would say that was our first mistake. See Danno was the kid of the group, just twenty three. He had gotten married six months before and as he picked up the hooker he just kept whispering,
?she looks like Sara? over and over again.
I think he was crying and the blood was on his vest and there were these meat hooks hanging from the roof and, yeah. Exactly what you think. I think that?s how he got the blood in the buckets anyway. We spent about a minute clearing the wedding suite before we lost contact with Danno. I should have seen it. Victors head toward the noise of an elevator, he shouldn?t have gone alone. It was just there was the blood and those hooks and I couldn?t think. We called Danno about four or five times before we gave up hoping that he just hadn?t heard us yet. When we got to the elevator, the hooker was gone and Danno was hanging off the wall by a wooden stake. Then the screams started again, only this time, we were close enough to hear just who it was and what they were saying. It was the vamp and he was just screeching, like a bloody banshee,
?STOP ME! STOP ME!" At the top of his lungs, over and fucking over.
Then, he, I mean, it came out of nowhere and it was on top of Mick and it started at his throat. We had Kevlar on around our throats, I mean, we?re not stupid, but it just tore through it. I put two rounds in the pricks chest and it didn?t even blink, then we all started on it, just firing and firing and firing. Eventually it just sort of collapsed, still on top of Mick. Then some of the vamp?s blood went into Mick?s wounds.
The movies, they lie. Vampirism, unlike just about everything else on the organisations charter, is a real disease, spread through blood on blood contact. When they feed, they tend to use a knife to cut the victim before drinking, so they don?t have a rival five minutes down the track. That?s why we have such a high rate of psychological recovery amongst victims, they are never exposed to the disease and for all they know, it was just another psychopath. Mick though, the blood was in his system and so before we could reload, he went after Andy. Andy went down, but he gave us enough time to put disable Mick with more sustained fire. We put a round in Mick?s head, then Andy?s but the vamp who killed all those women, we sat around and waited for him to bleed out. It sounds cruel, but what he did to those poor girls, with the knives and the hooks, we wanted justice. Justice should be something that the bad guy doesn?t want.
Unfortunately, out twenty four hours ran out before his life did, so he went back to the banker in front of our eyes. And that?s why I packed it in. I can handle hosts and movers and sliders because they don?t look into your eyes and beg as they die,
?It was just a bad dream, why did I wake up, why couldn?t it stay a dream??
I mean, he was fucking crying when he said it.
We found the prostitute on the bed in the wedding suite when we finished our sweep after the banker was dead. So much fucking blood that we couldn?t see her at first. But here?s the kicker, it wasn?t a prostitute, it was his wife. See, Mr and Mrs. Banker had come out here to get away from the job for a while. Then, judging from what happened, the hunger hit and he attacked her, feeding, but not lethally. Mr. Banker wakes the next day to find out what he?s done, tries to end his own life. Fails. The hunger comes again and he instead kills a prostitute, still himself enough to not want to hurt Mrs banker. The same thing happens the next day and the next day and the next. Until somebody notices the blood on the front step of the hotel and calls the cops. The wife ended up living, but I?m not going to say where she is now or what she?s doing. The poor women deserves some peace.
So yes, I did end up wondering about the morality of killing the Victors after the banker, I?ve seen more subtle Victors both before and after that and the only explanation is that he couldn?t stop himself and so tried to get somebody else do it for him. Beneath the Victor, he was a good man, but the monster was still on top. So we kept on doing it, going into nests and putting an end to the sprees. We had another five nests after that before we found the outbreak's patient zero and put a stop to him. By the end of it, we were wishing that they were all as easy as that hotel. On all of my reports afterwards, I listed vamps as euthanized, not terminated, but thinking I was helping the good person underneath wasn?t enough and I could always see the banker?s face as we waited for him to die. I could still feel the blood in the carpet under my boots and I still hear the sobs of the wife and the shit we had to put her through to find zero. And through all of it I felt dirty, like I was the one infected. So I fucked off .Because even if those things have to die, I?ll be fucked if I?m gonna spend me life doing it.
And yes, you can put that on your stupid fucking report. Let the kids who grew up on the x-files and dracula know exactly the kind of shit you're gonna drop'em in.
I couldn't watch the whole thing, I had to stop at 1:22 because it was way too god damn scary for me 0.oDavid_G said:
Reminds me of a creepy story I read about Snuff movies a while ago.gamerguy473 said:
You ever seen someone die on camera?
A snuff film is a recording of the actual murder of human being that is subsequently passed around for entertainment purposes. Suicides and accidents don?t count. According to the MPAA, the FCC, the FBI and the ever-lovin? Snopes.com, there?s no such thing as a snuff film. Yes, this includes Faces of Death. Anything you think might count is faked, falsified, or not made for that purpose, such as those tasteless videos you find on shock sites.
This is a lie.
There are, as best as anyone can tell, between 30-40 snuff films floating around out there. The earliest is a silent film on decaying nitrate celluloid, simply titled La mort d?une fille, and bears the date of 1896.
The latest, judging by the hairstyles and the presence of a ?Frankie Says Relax? t-shirt, was probably made in 1983 or 1984 and is on Betamax.
The films vary in violence, but they all include seemingly ritualized sex, followed by the slaying of a girl with dirty blonde hair and piercing blue eyes who appears to be around 19 years old.
Every film has the exact same girl in it.
A snuff film is a recording of the actual murder of human being that is subsequently passed around for entertainment purposes. Suicides and accidents don?t count. According to the MPAA, the FCC, the FBI and the ever-lovin? Snopes.com, there?s no such thing as a snuff film. Yes, this includes Faces of Death. Anything you think might count is faked, falsified, or not made for that purpose, such as those tasteless videos you find on shock sites.
This is a lie.
There are, as best as anyone can tell, between 30-40 snuff films floating around out there. The earliest is a silent film on decaying nitrate celluloid, simply titled La mort d?une fille, and bears the date of 1896.
The latest, judging by the hairstyles and the presence of a ?Frankie Says Relax? t-shirt, was probably made in 1983 or 1984 and is on Betamax.
The films vary in violence, but they all include seemingly ritualized sex, followed by the slaying of a girl with dirty blonde hair and piercing blue eyes who appears to be around 19 years old.
Every film has the exact same girl in it.
