Serial Killing

[Shorty]

What would your newspaper serial killer name be and how would you do your victims in?

They'd call me The Whiskey Rose Killer cause I'd hand 'em a poisoned shot and tuck a rose into their shirt pocket before I lit up a cigarette and left the saloon.

[Laddy]

The Michelangelo Killer

I'd carve beautiful patterns in their skin and hang the corpses for all to see the beauty that is my art.

[Calliope]

"Loony BoB has struck again, you can tell because there's a lock of the victim's hair missing!"

[Pheesh]

What would your newspaper serial killer name be and how would you do your victims in?

They'd call me The Whiskey Rose Killer cause I'd hand 'em a poisoned shot and tuck a rose into their shirt pocket the Amateur Dentist because I slash and claw at their gums and watch them bleed to death before I lit up a cigarette and left the saloon. inevitably get caught because the sniffer dogs can smell the disgustingly pungent trail of incense I leave behind and then cuff me as I kick and scream, shouting "YOU ARE ALL THE WORST!"

[Citizen Bleys]

Nothing, because the newspapers and cops would never suspect a thing.

[Pike]

The Duck Hunt killer

I'd use a modified light gun and bring a laughing dog everywhere I went

[Chemical]

[Madame Adequate]

They'd call me The Aztec, because I kill my victims by flaying them alive, then when they die of shock I rip out their hearts.

I'd make a cloak from the skins of my victims.

[Pike]

They'd call me The Aztec, because I kill my victims by flaying them alive, then when they die of shock I rip out their hearts.

I'd make a cloak from the skins of my victims.

sup Ed Gein

[Madame Adequate]

Penalty Not guilty by reason of insanity

Check and mate, people who like their skin.

SPOILER'D FOR BEING TERRIFYING, GODE; it's like a Christmas carol!

Searching the house, authorities found
Four noses
Whole human bones and fragments
Nine masks of human skin
Bowls made from human skulls
Ten female heads with the tops sawn off
Human skin covering several chair seats
Mary Hogan's head in a paper bag
Bernice Worden's head in a burlap sack
Nine vulvae in a shoe box
A belt made from female human nipples
Skulls on his bedposts
A pair of lips on a drawstring for a window shade
A lampshade made from the skin from a human face

This is terrifying and I'm spoilering it.

[noxious.sunshine]

The Michelangelo Killer

I'd carve beautiful patterns in their skin and hang the corpses for all to see the beauty that is my art.

You've been reading "Skin" by Roald Dahl, haven't you?

Skin (short story) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

I wouldn't have a name. 'Cuz I'd never be a serial killer. ;p Fun Killer, Fun Killer! XD

[Tasura]

Serial killers have a type, and a signature. Those are usually what leads to a serial killers downfall. So, if I were to choose to be a killer, I'd try and make my kills different enough for there to be no discernible pattern, but similar enough as to not stand out for their differences.

Or, following a different path, I'd mimic the signature/mo of other serial killers. And if my killings were somehow able to be linked together, they'd probably call me The Copycat, or The Doppelganger.


And, if I didn't particularly care about being undetectable, I'd probably just pick my favorite mode of murder, and go from that. Giant axe and beheading = The Executioner. Electrocutions made to look like accidents = The Electrician, and so on and so forth.

[Rantz]

I'd carve writing into my victims - various maniacal ramblings such as "BoB is feeling Loony!!!" or "BoB said she brought out the Loony!" As for my nickname... well, I guess I'd just let people pick something they thought fitting. *shrug*

[NeoCracker]

I would be Percy "The Hobolo" Jenkins.

This is because I leave my card, and that is the name.

[Unbreakable Will]

The Rusty Spork

I'd travel america with a box full of rusted sporks, stabbing hookers wherever I go. :chuckle: