RE: Can you help but do evil? I do not see how. Do you?
July 31, 2012 at 8:47 pm
(This post was last modified: July 31, 2012 at 8:51 pm by Reforged.)
I sometimes get a kick from doing evil because of my past experiences that have slowly moulded me into the sadistic individual I am today.
For example;
Drich? There is no God, there is no heaven, when you die you'll be gone and you should probably just come out of the closet right now. Don't worry, we'll help you. We'll just get you drunk, dress you in crotchless leather chaps and a police cap, push you into a homosexual orgi and for the next 60 minutes you'd be the lucky dip of some three-hundred erect and eager penises that will plunge into the sore depths of your anus more times than a Vatican rent boy would care to mention. After the times up we'll fish you out, retrieve the security footage, sell it to redtube and get you in a hospital to have stitches sewn in a very tender place while you murmur "...best night ever..."
Now, that was vicious and pointless. Did I enjoy it though? Very much so. I especially love the fact I got the mental image of his body being ravaged repeatedly by an act he considers to be an abomination firmly in his head. He'll probably feel religious guilt for having that mental image and spend the next thirty minutes attempting to get it out of that noggin of his. Maybe it'll even interfere with his dreams.
Of course, this isn't really on par with real evil. If anything its simply unpleasant but I nevertheless enjoy it.
For example;
Drich? There is no God, there is no heaven, when you die you'll be gone and you should probably just come out of the closet right now. Don't worry, we'll help you. We'll just get you drunk, dress you in crotchless leather chaps and a police cap, push you into a homosexual orgi and for the next 60 minutes you'd be the lucky dip of some three-hundred erect and eager penises that will plunge into the sore depths of your anus more times than a Vatican rent boy would care to mention. After the times up we'll fish you out, retrieve the security footage, sell it to redtube and get you in a hospital to have stitches sewn in a very tender place while you murmur "...best night ever..."
Now, that was vicious and pointless. Did I enjoy it though? Very much so. I especially love the fact I got the mental image of his body being ravaged repeatedly by an act he considers to be an abomination firmly in his head. He'll probably feel religious guilt for having that mental image and spend the next thirty minutes attempting to get it out of that noggin of his. Maybe it'll even interfere with his dreams.
Of course, this isn't really on par with real evil. If anything its simply unpleasant but I nevertheless enjoy it.
"That is not dead which can eternal lie and with strange aeons even death may die."
- Abdul Alhazred.
- Abdul Alhazred.