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6 days to go on this contest, you have a good chance, there aren't many submitals so far.... SUBMIT.

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Killing Scenes Contest Submitals as of 8.23.05
See contest info below for details on how to enter

Submittals:

MeKabRe:
A young man looks in through a restaurant window at a beautiful couple with intense longing. He stalks them home where he enters through the backyard and makes some bad noise killing the family dog. The husband opens the door and calls to the dog but seeing the gate open thinks it loosed and doesn't turn on the patio light. Pressed up against the wall in the darkness is the young man holding a long dissectionist's knife an inch away from his head. He watches the couple leave and sneaks inside the house finding a sheet to wrap the mutilated remains of their pet. He hauls the carcass inside minding the marble floor. At the top of the stairs he finds a closet to put the body in but just as he does the couple return and he is forced inside with the carcass. He hears them make phone calls and then go back to their evening. Drinking, music, and finally up to bed. He peeks through the crack in the door and watches them and feels nothing but rage and regret. He hides back in the closet and listens as the wife draws a bath and the husband goes downstairs. As the husband returns he surprises him at the top of the stairs and springs from the closet to slash his throat. His glass of milk breaks on the stairs and after clinging desperately to the handrail he soon follows. Marvelling at the destructive beauty of gravity he descends to collect his prize, putting the nose in a specimen jar. Taking his time and minding the blood on the way up he hears the wife singing and speaking to him and as he enters she blindly grasps and holds him. "I love you", she says taking him completely off guard, he holds her back and begins to cry. She looks up asking him "What's the matter?" and screams to find a thing covered in her husband's blood. Feeling the all too familiar fragmentations of his heart he flies into a fury slashing and chasing her into the bathroom where he destroys the door and tackles her into the tub. Screaming, laughing, crying, he slashes her to ribbons. Her eyes stay beautiful even after she's dead but fixed forever with a horrible sadness. Holding her mutilated, lifeless body in a bathtub of her blood he weeps himself to sleep. Waking up at sunrise from a dream this his life had returned to normal the grim meathook realities set in and he ponders traumatized while burning himself with a candle. There is one thing left to do before cleaning the whole mess and kissing her he looks into her eyes one last time before carving them from her head. Leaving their house he walks home watching the rising sun and knows he is damned for what he's stolen. A love and beauty so pure as not to be found anywhere else. And a smile crept to his face. What bliss!

Beethoven - Allegretto


Frank:
Dexter grins, crouches, and pulls a pair of short, straight swords from
sccabards belted at each hip.

Sinister wrinkles her lip and draws a long, thick rapier with a double
ring hilt. Her right hand already holds a poniard, single ring hilt, as
long as her forearm.

Dexter wastes no time. He leans into the first stride, his body tilted
forward at an unlikely angle as he leaps inside the guard of his enemy.
His right hand snakes around for a wrap shot on Sinister's knee, his
left curves up and over to strike for Sinister's shoulder.

Sinister's rapier intercepts the sword flying for her shoulder and a
swift motion pulls his knee out of the line of Dexter's strike. A the
foot falls as Dexter's sword curves through the space where it had been
and with uncanny grace. Her poniard is interposed neatly between two of
Dexter's ribs. A gout of red blood exits from the back of Dexter's vest.

Dexter coughs, once, shudders, and pulls himself off the blade,
standing as though stunned, swords at each side.

Sinister takes a step back and lowers her rapier, holding the poniard
across her body at the height of her navel.

Dexter lunges forward, dropping his short swords and drawing a pair of
daggers from his belt.

Sinister neatly slits his throat. She makes to dodge his strike.

Dexter moves too quickly. He embraces Sinister and his blades enter her
lungs and her heart.

Sinister coughs phlegm and blood. She collapses, draggin Dexter to the
ground with her. Dexter makes a half hearted effort to raise himself on
his arms but falls. His leg twitches briefly, and his voice can be
heard as a bubbling rasp. Fade to black.

Lake of Fire - Refrain


TinyE:
[Q music]....drops the bottle of pills and subtly lays back onto the bed. finally, feelings that he has not felt in years, come rushing back into his cold body. the pressures can all at once be released, with a simple gulp of water to wash down the pills. witness to the final moments of bliss, which Matt has been dreaming of for years.
Tom Waits Innocent when you Dream




GreaseBunny:
She walked up to the bed.

"It's finally come down to it" she thought.

Her mother had made her promise that if she ever got this bad, she would end
it for her. She didn't want to exist and suffer for years. She had her
responsibilities. They were too poor for anything fancy, and her mother
always hated Doctors anyway. Better to keep things in house.

Stephanie bent down, kissed her sweaty forehead goodbye, smoothed her
hair off her face, and held the pillow in place. It didn't take very long.
She was weak. She barely struggled. Stephanie didn't cry.

Dance of the dead Children.mp3


TinyElvis:
[Cue Music] Iris out on our hero, Jimmy sitting at the cafe. Jimmy gets a call. Informs him the whereabouts of Steve 'the fish.' We follow Jimmy down the street to his 1974 white Caddy. Jimmy is pissed he has to drive down to Brooklyn, but understands his job. Being 'made' last week comes with certain obligations. Jimmy picks up Anthony on his way. They know 'The Fish' is hold up at Molly's pub on Flastbush just past Foster Ave. In the righteous leather gear of the day complete with white loafers, Jimmy and Tony walk in unknown in the neighborhood pub. They strike up conversation with the locals to figure out who 'The Fish' is. They find out and strike up a game of pool with him. Jimmy is winning, but soon tires of the game and decides to just bitch hit Steve with the pool cue. One fucking crack, and boom on the floor. Tony proceeds to drive his pool cue directly into the fat gut of 'The Fish' spewing blood everywhere. Job done.---------------the music underscores the whole quick and edit style scene.
Trouble Man.mp3


aardvark:
Scene of an intelligent, sculpted man, and a beautiful, slender woman
meeting in the open and proceeding to melt into a scene of them in a
bedroom with a luxurious bed witha canopy. The only sound is the music in
the background. Sensual, slow kissing which turns into making love.
The man pulls out a knife and proceeds to silently slice the throat of
the woman. After she has finished her death throws, he gently strokes
her face and walks away.

Deathblow.mp3


TinyElvis:
Jeff was standing outside of his place on the corner of 110th St. Here was my opportunity to get the money he owed me. I pulled up in my 1972 Dodge Challanger [Mopar Purple] and proceeded to ask Jeff if he had the five large.

Jeff's reply was, "Fuck off, E!"

He started off running down the street. (cue music) I sit for a split second......punch the gas (burning some major 'rubber') running over the little fucker over with 420 horsepower. Bounce out and rifle through this douche bags shitty ass pockets. 250 bucks doesn't quite cover my lose, but the pool of blood seeping from his head sure settles my nerves.

You can get it if you really want it.mp3

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Official Contest Info:





toneski@toneski.com
VIEW 4 of 4 COMMENTS
kittymalarchy:
well aren't we busy reinventing ourselves!!!

Congrats on the birthing!
Aug 25, 2005
pinkokitty:
oh, "thurston", I mean..."faux_show" or whatever the fuck your name is...

i hope to see you this weekend. saturday afternoon is the social gathering at my friend's house, from 2 to 6ish. sunday morning would be cool too.

kiss
Aug 25, 2005

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