Like what this fellow is about to do:
Like what this fellow is about to do:
KILL THEM OVER THE INTERNETS !
Choke them with skittles and say Taste the Rainbow
It looks like the ground had a sex change.
Dress em up like a pinata and use a sword instead of a bat...Or a bat either way
I can kill a man 37 different ways with a straw. That's pretty cool I think.
I'd like to punch someone in the spine so hard my first comes out the front and their guts explode out like some disgusting firework.
It'd be quite cool to launch a nuke, and watch as it hits a guy in the crotch. Maybe it's just me, but i'd lol.
It'd be the last, funniest thing you'd ever see.
when the operative kills river's tormenter at the begining of Serenity disables a nerve cluster and sets his sword at an angle for him to fall on
I like chocolate!! No matter what flavor you get, you can always taste the broken dreams!
~Dead people should stay dead, otherwise whats the point of killing them???
Why kill them when you can horridly maim them? I submit example A. to the court for judgement:
Humperdink: To the death!
Westley: No, to the pain.
Humperdinck: I don't think I'm quite familiar with that phrase.
Westley: I'll explain. And I'll use small words so that you'll be sure to understand, you wart-hog-faced buffoon.
Humperdinck: That may be the first time in my life a man has dared insult me.
Westley: It won't be the last. To the pain means the first thing you lose will be your feet, below the ankles, then your hands at the wrists, next your nose.
Humperdinck: — and then my tongue, I suppose. I killed you too quickly the last time, a mistake I don't mean to duplicate tonight.
Westley: I wasn't finished. The next thing you lose will be your left eye, followed by your right —
Humperdinck: — and then my ears, I understand. Let's get on with it —
Westley: Wrong! Your ears you keep, and I'll tell you why — so that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish — every babe that weeps at your approach, every woman who cries out, "Dear God, what is that thing?" will echo in your perfect ears. That is what "to the pain" means. It means I leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery forever.
Humperdinck: I think you're bluffing —
Westley: It's possible, pig — I might be bluffing — it's conceivable, you miserable vomitous mass, that I'm only lying here because I lack the strength to stand — then again, perhaps I have the strength after all. DROP YOUR SWORD!
Yeh, You better hope I don't engage you in a guitar battle. Your head would explode.Guitar solo death.
Extreme.
Sephiro this here.
I would peel off their skin layer by layer being sure to rub in salt and vinegar with each sucessive layer...then when you get down to the actual muscle mass after you've peeled all their skin off i would put them in a constant shower of weak acid and watch on camera as it slowly eats their bodies away.