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GuroPictureWriter commented at 2016-12-21 20:38:23 » #2068675
Okay, so I am a writer, and I enjoy seeing these pictures and then writing little stories for them. This one amused me, so I decided to add it.
Suki had been missing for a week and a half. Everyone was calm, assumed that she went on another surprise trip, and she would be back soon. They went on with life, waiting until the weeb kicked in the door with shopping bags and the butlers struggling to carry all of the costumes, toys, candy, and presents she got us into the house. But that day didn’t come. The only sign we got of her was waking up to a scream, an agonizing scream, something that sent shivers down and spines and tears in our eyes without even knowing what caused the scream. We all ran out, weapons ready, but found nobody injured. All we found was Yuki-Sensei on the floor, crying, grasping a photo. We were scared. Everyone of us. No matter what had happened, Yuki had never cried. Ever. Alastair picked Yuki-Sensei up, and Yuki-Sensei buried her face into his chest and cried. He sat down, petting her hair, humming to her. Yuki hated being touched, much less held like a child and by Alastair. Impetus finally managed to get the picture from her hand, took one look at it, and vomited on the floor. That was scary too. Impetus killed people with her bare hands, brutally. And she threw up at a picture. We all looked at the picture, and instantly understood why Yuki was crying and Impetus threw up. It was a polaroid of Suki, with spikes through both of her legs. She was wearing a red skirt, the one we had last seen her in. She had no shirt on, and lots of cuts and bruises on her stomach. Her breasts were exposed, but her left nipple was covered with a large bandage and her right nipple was covered by her other arm. She was smiling, showing missing teeth and a bloody mouth. Her nose was bent out of shape, broken, with blood still fresh on her lips. Her right eye was covered with another patch, similar to the one on her left nipple, but it was bloody, and taped more heavily to her face. Traces of blood streamed from under the patch. Her hair was messy, but not like it usually was when she pulled off a wig or someone ruffled her hair. It looked like someone had been pulling it out, pulling her in different directions with it. She had two barrettes in, and Elizabella covered her mouth with her hand to muffle a sob, because they were the two diamond barrettes Elizabella had gotten her for her birthday. Suki’s untouched eye was bright as ever, bright blue and shining. Her hands were formed in a heart on her left side, showing that most of her fingers were cut off. The only ones left were her two pointer fingers, thumbs, and her right hand pinkie. She was in a metal chair, with a leather strap put over her neck, and thick chains attached to the chair, leading to her wrists, which were held by leather bracelets, just like Mardroms, who looked at them and tore hers off, throwing them on the ground away from her, then falling against the wall and crying. Anna just looked at the picture, and shook from head to toe, violently. Nikki was holding getting Inna dressed, planning to take her outside to get her away from everything that was happening. Atamai was just staring at the wall with everyone’s pictures, at one. Suki had been in the exact same clothes, in the exact same chair in the picture on our wall. And it was in the basement.
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Okay, so I am a writer, and I enjoy seeing these pictures and then writing little stories for them. This one amused me, so I decided to add it.
Suki had been missing for a week and a half. Everyone was calm, assumed that she went on another surprise trip, and she would be back soon. They went on with life, waiting until the weeb kicked in the door with shopping bags and the butlers struggling to carry all of the costumes, toys, candy, and presents she got us into the house. But that day didn’t come. The only sign we got of her was waking up to a scream, an agonizing scream, something that sent shivers down and spines and tears in our eyes without even knowing what caused the scream. We all ran out, weapons ready, but found nobody injured. All we found was Yuki-Sensei on the floor, crying, grasping a photo. We were scared. Everyone of us. No matter what had happened, Yuki had never cried. Ever. Alastair picked Yuki-Sensei up, and Yuki-Sensei buried her face into his chest and cried. He sat down, petting her hair, humming to her. Yuki hated being touched, much less held like a child and by Alastair. Impetus finally managed to get the picture from her hand, took one look at it, and vomited on the floor. That was scary too. Impetus killed people with her bare hands, brutally. And she threw up at a picture. We all looked at the picture, and instantly understood why Yuki was crying and Impetus threw up. It was a polaroid of Suki, with spikes through both of her legs. She was wearing a red skirt, the one we had last seen her in. She had no shirt on, and lots of cuts and bruises on her stomach. Her breasts were exposed, but her left nipple was covered with a large bandage and her right nipple was covered by her other arm. She was smiling, showing missing teeth and a bloody mouth. Her nose was bent out of shape, broken, with blood still fresh on her lips. Her right eye was covered with another patch, similar to the one on her left nipple, but it was bloody, and taped more heavily to her face. Traces of blood streamed from under the patch. Her hair was messy, but not like it usually was when she pulled off a wig or someone ruffled her hair. It looked like someone had been pulling it out, pulling her in different directions with it. She had two barrettes in, and Elizabella covered her mouth with her hand to muffle a sob, because they were the two diamond barrettes Elizabella had gotten her for her birthday. Suki’s untouched eye was bright as ever, bright blue and shining. Her hands were formed in a heart on her left side, showing that most of her fingers were cut off. The only ones left were her two pointer fingers, thumbs, and her right hand pinkie. She was in a metal chair, with a leather strap put over her neck, and thick chains attached to the chair, leading to her wrists, which were held by leather bracelets, just like Mardroms, who looked at them and tore hers off, throwing them on the ground away from her, then falling against the wall and crying. Anna just looked at the picture, and shook from head to toe, violently. Nikki was holding getting Inna dressed, planning to take her outside to get her away from everything that was happening. Atamai was just staring at the wall with everyone’s pictures, at one. Suki had been in the exact same clothes, in the exact same chair in the picture on our wall. And it was in the basement.
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The_American_Psycho commented at 2023-04-18 05:51:24 » #2797092
One of the best guro images for sure
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One of the best guro images for sure
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