The Baphomet

[Repugnant Abomination]

Coming soon...

[Ironic Mustache]

Well this was a cock tease.

At least your posting style is the same as your flirting style.

[THEINCREDIBLEdork]

he took it down?

i thought it was pretty good, at least better than some of the other shit that hack writes on here

[Repugnant Abomination]

I’m not crazy.

I’ve felt evil they don’t have a name for. The kind you look at and know that what’s looking back at you has no soul. I don’t go a day not looking over my shoulder. The Baphomet is there, even when it isn’t. You don’t escape that kind of nightmare. You carry it with you. You see it everywhere, in everything. For two years it has haunted me. Two years of being afraid to turn the lights off. Someday it will finish what it started.

It was midnight. I was running laps around the University track. Mid lap I stopped. I listened. I listened for a long time. It was after hours and there were no lights. Unease tugged in my gut. I told myself it was nothing and started my trot back up. My shoes slapped the pavement. My eyes roamed. The track circled a field, dark as winter at that hour. I couldn’t even see to the center of it, but I knew something was there. I stopped. It was quiet, not even a cricket, just my breathing. I saw the outline of a figure. Black. I stared. A thin layer of sweat coated my forehead. The distance between us shrank. My throat tightened. I couldn’t breathe. I tried to scream, but retched. It felt like the prickly legs of a thousand cockroaches crawling up my throat. On my hands and knees. A torrid swept over me so intensely it bubbled the flesh of my face. I writhed. Then I ran hysterical, clutching my throat, legs like dead weight. Dizzy. At my heels. Closing in.
Thirty yards from my truck.
Twenty.
Fifteen.
Then I saw a pack of feral dogs gunning for me to my right. Sickly, desperate, madness in their eyes. I leapt inside as one caught my shoe in its mouth and tugged. I slammed the door on its head and kicked it away and then sped off. I drove 10 minutes before pulling over and screaming. Screaming.

Shake your head. Tell yourself these things don’t exist. It’s just a story. I know better. I have the face to prove it. And when I -

[Ironic Mustache]

There now see? My cock has bee satisfied.

[Ironic Mustache]

Oh and your avatar looks like Frank Herrera (Cliff Curtis) in Runaway Jury.

[Mr. Blonde]

it's edgar allan poe, dude.

[Mr. Blonde]

and presumably the raven.

[Ironic Mustache]

Oh. I've never actually seen a picture of him before... I wonder why he's trying so hard to look like Cliff Curtis from Runaway Jury.

[Mr. Blonde]

yeah, i can kinda see it.

[Orgazmo]

Wow. Now that you mention it, it really does resemble Frank.

Why do you have Frank Herrera as your avatar, Repug? Followup question: Why is there a raven on his head?

[Repugnant Abomination]

God I hate you guys.

[Ironic Mustache]

Don't you try to play the mature, elitist intellectual card on us Mr. Creative Writer.

[THEINCREDIBLEdork]

hey you still haven't finished the story, you forgot to finish the last sentence.

[Repugnant Abomination]

Originally Posted by Ironic Mustache

Don't you try to play the mature, elitist intellectual card on us Mr. Creative Writer.

Why don't you grow up.

[Ironic Mustache]

Wow. Valid picture.

[Repugnant Abomination]

Yeah, I was pretty pleased when I found it.

[Ironic Mustache]

Speaking of "Mr. Creative Writer," for purposes of writing an informative research paper on the first year of Reagan's Presidential Term, do you think, "fraught with peril" is a bit too dramatic a description? He did have an assasination attempt withing the first couple of months...

I tend to overdue things for research papers because I hate writing them. They stifle my creative yearnings.

[Repugnant Abomination]

I hate writing essays.

I would say fraught wit peril is definitely a little over the top. Don't be so melodramatic. That kind of language is just filler.

[THEINCREDIBLEdork]

I think you should start out with:

The first year of Reagan's presidential term tenderized the American Public's hearts and souls.

[Repugnant Abomination]

I'm going to tenderize your asshole with my dick.

[THEINCREDIBLEdork]

don't tease me

[Ironic Mustache]

I don't think anyone else is melodramatic enough.

[Mr. Blonde]

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baphomet



bwahahaha your monster has titties!

[Repugnant Abomination]

Yep. lol. It's an abomination.