NO DON'T GO
KEEP TELLING THE FUCKING STORY
PLEASE GOD NOTICE THIS THREAD DEGENERACY COMBATING ANON
GOD FUCKING DAMN YOU PIECE OF SHIT MODS DELETING THE THREAD BEFORE HE WAS FINISHED
>reading the story
Im fucking bottle rocket in the eye by a cripple Reverend Lowe angry
Cuck thread, halfway through or so some Anon started talking about his adventures of being hired by rich people to kidnap their degenerate wives and daughters fucking niggers in the bahamas or whatever, mod deletes thread
AND THEN I GOT MAD
DON'T WORRY STORYTIME CONTINUES
>Bottom of the stairs theres a bouncer who looks a bit confused at three guys in suits wearing masks and goggles accompanied by a tweaked out guy in shorts covered in lipstick.
>Everyone just sort of stands there looking at each other for a moment until the bouncer notices the blood on one of the older guys gloves from the ladyboys. Idiot hadn't cleaned it off.
>Bouncer decides its not worth the trouble and opens the door.
>As he does so we realise the sound proofing here was amazing. It was like being hit in the face by a million cocks made of sound.
>Stepped in and lamented the place was carpeted. The carpet stuck to our shoes. It was like walking on a floor covered in half set glue. Poor new guy had at some point lost his shoes so one of us stayed outside with him in the car.
>As expected the place looked cheap although much of the BDSM gear was no doubt still pricey stuff. The entire club was built around a central stage with tables all over the place. Every table had a black guy, black woman or dog either on it, above it or chained to it. With the guests obviously availing themselves of them at any point they desired. The bar was along one wall and kept out of the way of the action for the most part although it had a mini stage above it with some poor negress getting slammed by a pair of these huge dogs.
>Whole place was fucking revolting. The stage was the worst of it. It was an open stage with an orgy going on all the fucking time with the guests being encouraged to join in. A roiiling mass of bodies, leather, metal and fur.
>Go to the bar and wave the bitches photo in the barmans face. She's here. Fuck yes some good luck.
>Turns out she's been giving these guys thousands every day to have the club to herself and any hangers on she picks up at other clubs.
>Unfortunately. She's currently on stage.
>Me and the other guy just look at that mess and before I know what is happening he says "not it"
>tiny dicked whitebois being this mad about white women loving the BBC they even physically harm these women of the own race and thus proving them right
>I promptly pick up a random drink off the bar and pour it on him. Informing him that this is a four man job and we have two. Because one has to babysit the one who is currently high on fuck knows what and last we saw him remarking about how he can't feel his shoes.
>Partner in crime is now wet and sticky. Asks what was in the cocktail I poured on him.
>Barman answers dog semen.
>Partner in crime gags and just sort of sits there trembling before I buy a bottle of vodka and pour it all over him.
>He feels better but wants to get this over with and take a shower.
>Agree with the sentiment and head for the stage.
>This is where it gets fun. We initially try to identify where in the pile she is.
>It's not pretty. Around fifty people are on stage fucking each other or fucking or being fucked by dogs.
>We see a man fucking a dog while another dog fucks him in the ass.
>We see what is probably a dead dog on the floor of the stage. Bleeding from its ass. Probably killed by some negros cock.
>Witness some poor girl being fucked by a group of men who are trying to see how many dicks they can get in her holes at once. All her holes.
>Bitch is on her back sliding around in the goey mess that covers the stage as a fuck huge dog pounds her cunt and a black guy stuffs his cock down her throat. Considering that she's throwing up as he does so we can assume it is not only large but she has a gag reflex.
>Step onto the stage and almost fall over due to the accumulated fluids and oozes. Seems they're pretty liberal with the lube here.
>Partner in crime does fall over and have to pick him up.
>Push away bunch of degenerates who try to get our clothes off, pull out batons and start shouting at them to back off. Can't hear us due to music.
>Start clubbing. In the literal sense.
>Most don't even seem to notice what is going on.
>The degenerates begin to close in on us. One of them holding up a large dog with its erect cock waggling at us.
That explains Eyes Wide Shut.
People lose their fucking minds when they know they can get away with depravity.
Man's way of bypassing nature.
Also, pussy was designed to slide out babies once every year or so, not to take objects the size of babies in continuously.
>People lose their fucking minds when they know they can get away with depravity.
Pretty much. Reason why Senators and powerful politicians in general tend to mansion sized skeleton closets.
The story could or could not be true, but its a fact weird sex clubs and the like exist and rich folks have and can hire people to track down someone
>Realise its the pony club all over again.
>I AM NOT GOING BACK TO THE STABLE DAMMIT!
>Pull out pistol and shoot the nearest speaker
>Everyone screams and stops fucking often half thrust.
>Only ones who don't seem to care is our target and those inside her.
>Train the gun on the various degenerates around us telling them to back off, clubbing any who get too close.
>Make way to target and tell the negro to get off her.
>He notices the gun and tries to back off.
>She grabs his dick and tries to keep stuffing it down her throat but a quick club to his head sees him grabbing it and trying to run away.
>Partner in crime pulls the dog off her by its collar and throws it off the stage.
>Hesitate initially due to seeing just how filthy the target is but grit my teeth and lift her up by her hair, can feel how slimy and gooey it is even through the gloves.
>Target is kicking and screaming and swearing in ways an eighteen year old girl should not be doing.
>As we watch the various loads of semen in her ooze out from between her legs like she's starring in a hentai movie or something.
>The club now deathly silent by this point aside from heavy breathing can hear the faint "splat" as each gob of semen hits the stage.
>But the moment ends.
>The barman pulls out a shotgun and shouts at us to get the fuck out.
>Using target as human shield we make our way out with the barman shouting as us to drop her.
>Partner in crime clubs the bouncer in the face as he opens the door leaving the poor fellow with a broken jaw at least.
>Fortunately the barman does not have the balls to kill a rich white girl and lets us go without acting on his threats.
More like its fun to circlejerk about your insecurity and jealousy. These fantasies are pathetic
Don't worry OP. All SJWs and feminism will die around 2020 because everyday, more and more people will start to see that these idiologies are complete horseshit. They will all get rekt when they least expect it and are on the losing side of history. You think they can keep this shit up for much longer? No they can't because of their mentally ill state of mind.
Ban me you fucks! I dare you! It isn't going to do jack shit because you already lost the war.
"The Misandry Bubble" by The Futurist
>Realise its the pony club all over again.
>I AM NOT GOING BACK TO THE STABLE DAMMIT!
You understand that you have to tell us about the stable as soon as you're done with this story, right?
>Third experienced guy is in the rental car.
>New guy is nowhere in sight.
>Ask where the fuck he went and he said the guy flipped out so he had to stuff him in the boot. Clearly coming down off whatever the ladyboys gave him.
>Can hear faint muttering from the boot. Something about ants behind his eyes.
>Ask if he thought to tie up new guy, fortunately he did.
>Throw target in back seat and tie her up. Unfortunately have to deal with more oozing semen. This time slowly oozing down my leg due to her position next to me.
>Quickly drive to alley near hotel.
>Grab the kit from the boot. New guy asks if we're the nice young men who have come to take him to see his grandchildren. Briefly worry about him before shutting boot.
>Dose the target with something to knock her out and stuff her in a suitcase.
>Go to hotel and take her up to our room in said suitcase.
>Make sure to tip management appropriately to keep any noise complaints in house.
>Put up signs outside our room claiming a scene for a film is currently being shot there.
>Remove target from suitcase, draw straws to see who has to clean her.
>Draw straws to see who showers in what order.
>Remember we left the new guy in the boot and go to get him.
>He's fine just out of it. Convinced he's in a retirement home. Fuck knows what he's on.
>Those of us who were fortunate enough to not have to clean new guy and target take showers in the lottery chosen order and don fresh clothing.
>While new guy and target are cleaned in the shower we prepare travel arrangements. Phone pilot and tell him to hurry the fuck up.
>Hear constant whining from the bathroom about how "IT JUST NEVER FUCKING ENDS! HOW CAN ONE CUNT HOLD SO MUCH?!"
>after three hours the drugs start to wear off but the bitch is pronounced clean. Or at least clean enough.
>Target wakes up and begins screaming. Quickly gagged and drugged again. Stuffed back into the suitcase.
I don't care what you think. Hide the one thread out of fifty bazillion if it bugs you that much and go back to your ARE ARGENTINIANS WHITE and DEM KIKES BRAH threads or whatever the fuck.
You will have a job of retrieving degenerate daughters and wives by force.
How on earth does one get into this field of work.
Thank you for continuing the story in this thread anon.
>idiots lapping up some dick heads creative writing story
leave out the bullshit about the new guy and it becomes a lot more believble
also that bullshit about the pony club is also a dead giveaway
at least try
>New guy has sobered up some and is now at least manageable.
>Start to get some answers as to what happened.
>Seems he asked the ladyboys about our target.
>They told him they'd fucked her a few nights ago.
>He went along with them hoping to get her before we did and prove how awesome he was.
>Instead wound up drugged, robbed and spending many hours fucking those ladyboys. Well mostly being fucked by those ladyboys.
>He'd been taken to the bank by them to get money from his account when he noticed the target was there in his drug addled state and managed to hold it together long enough to lead us to her.
>Guy starts shaking like some kinda shell shock victim. We all know. We've all been there. Leave him to deal with it. Give him some alcohol gel.
>Drag target in suitcase and new guy down to the rental car, pack up all our gear and cover the whole hotel room in bleach before we go.
>Drive to the airport quickly as possible
>Dump rental car and set it on fire in a ditch next to the airport
>Plane is ready to go
>Pile aboard and GTFO
>All through the flight we keep the target tied up and gagged in one of the chairs now wearing a jumpsuit we brought for her.
>Flight attendent flirts with new guy, new guy looks miserable all the way through the flight. Barely responsive. Poor attented must think she's ugly.
>Fly to the USA!
>Met by a motorcade at the airport. Target and ourselves are bundled into a vehicle for a six hour drive to bumfucknowheresville. Literally a tiny town with a population of a few hundred. Stereotypical old school town where everyone knows everyone.
>Stop outside this plain and normal looking house. Neighbours must be suspicious about there being five big black cars parked outside his house.
>Drag girl to the front door with a briefcase given to us by one of our coworkers
>"IT JUST NEVER FUCKING ENDS! HOW CAN ONE CUNT HOLD SO MUCH?!"
Private security then private investigator for a very brief time. My ability to deal with weird shit got me thrown into this by my employer.
>Nice friendly looking old man opens the door. Asks us what we want
>Tell him who we're working for and present the girl who is trying her best to scream through the gag.
>Also give him the suitcase which he opens and checks.
>Obviously full of fucking money.
>He thanks us and shouts something into the house in Russian.
>This gigantic Russian babushka comes out of the back of the house and grabs the girl by the arm dragging her into the house unleashing a horrific tirade of verbal abuse at her all the while.
>Old man tells us to wait for his call.
>Motorcade fucks off after this with us being left with a single car and our expense account. With instructions to wait in the town.
>Check into local motel.
>Its shit but feels sterile after that horrific place.
>Eat real food.
>Feel comfortable enough to not wear gloves for the first time in far too long.
>New guy starts to recover from his ordeal a bit. The old town americana thing seems to be doing him wonders.
>Generally have a wonderful months vacation in this old school american town.
Seems to me there's only one butthurt faggot samefagging here. Are we triggering you? Should the story stop so that /pol/ can become a safespace? Just hide the fucking thread, nigger.
You'd be shocked what you can do with private jets and money.
Our client arranged pretty much everything.
I just had an SIA license. Which is normal for any security guard in the UK. I did normal rentacop shit for a while.
Got moved to private investigations by my employer after he found out I could pick locks and after a few altercations I came out top in.
Then after a few months there he realised I had a high tolerance for crazy shit.
>get in thread for a good humorous story
>see a bunch of kids whining about it existing because they are obviously jealous that they don't have the mental capacity to construct posts that garner positive attention
>only know how to shitpost
Such is life on /pol/.
1. It doesn't matter either way.
2. I choose to believe parts of it.
3. I have been to a ton of messed up places, this stuff happens to somebody, its not important if the teller has actually been that person.
fuck off shill
get the greasemonkey scrip that adds IP dependent IDs to the board and you wont embarrass yourself when you claim samefag
we dont even have the same fucking posting styles and yet you cant seem to tell
why dont you fuck off, ohh wait, your here to shit post because you are a cripplechan shill
fuck off liar shill
>fuck off shill
Not an argument retard.
That wasn't me what happened to your amazing grease money script now?
fuck off shill
it does, just because you are to fucking stupid to find it doesnt mean it doesnt exist, dumb fuck
ill give you a hint, get to the greasemonkey script library (the main one, not the faggot ones) and search for ID
so what, i cant reply to someone who said they cant find it? i can only reply to you? fuck off shill
project more, sjill
again, you shills are so obvious, you dont even hide it
the SECOND i mention cripplechan, i get bombarded by you faggots trying to damage control
want some advice? dont jump down someones throat when they catch you red handed in your shilling, makes you stand out like sore thumbs
>All good things come to an end.
>Holiday in small town america comes to an abrupt end with a phone call from the old man telling us he's done and she's ready to be picked up.
>We sigh and pack up our stuff and get all the gear ready. The drugs, gags, bags and so on.
>We arrive at his place and he invites us in. We cautiously accept
>Sat there confused in a very nice living room we see something simply shocking
>The target wearing a dress with her all done up and looking....well normal for a rich bitch. And she's serving us tea. Talking like someone who isn't a spoiled brat, all proper like.
>The transformation is simply shocking and then we all finally cotton on to who and what this guy was.
>We brought her to be fucking brainwashed.
>Nobody has a problem with this.
>After a rather enjoyable twenty minute tea break with elderly russian couple and a brief cockup with the new guy not understanding why there's jam but no toast, we depart with now much more pleasant target in tow.
>Bundle her into car and she is positively pleasant during the entire ride. A bit of small talk, concern for our wellbeing in this hot weather and so on.
>Older partner in crime describes her presence as being like morphine. It just makes everything feel fine.
>Drive to airport, climb aboard private jet, on our merry way to Germania.
>New Guy has recovered in leaps and bounds. Ends up shagging attendant again.
>Target catches them as they had not locked the door to the toilet and is positively shocked by their scandalous behaviour. Spends rest of trip unable to even look at them.
Will the reddit cucksters fuck off and leave this thread alone. It's the best topic I've seen on /pol all day.
Sometimes good storytelling is better than your 6 GORILLION pedo and race baiting threads.
Go and shill the natsoc thread faggots.
What if we all stopped replying to the shitposter
Losing anus containment.
Anal rupturing imminent.
Say shill one more time. I dare you. Mi double dare you, mother fucker. Say shill one more goddamn time
Seriously dude, you're flailing about at everyone on the board. Fucking relax, chump!
you first, crippleshill
says the weeaboo faggot shill
get your shit checked kid, if you cant hold your shits in you are fucked, enjoy life while you can becuase you are going to shit yourself to death, shill
are you honestly this dumb you cant find it?
how about you get a brain thats more advanced than YOUR 5 year old brain, kid
I don't even know what cripplechan is. By all means, keep posting. Your antics are keeping a number of us entertained while we wait for the storyteller to continue. Yeah, I have my doubts about its authenticity too, but I don't give a fuck, because I'm not an SJW trying to control exactly what can be posted on this board.
I can understand suspecting shills of derailing or sliding, but the idea of specifically targeting an individual (presumably identified by his anger issues and typing difficulties) gives the impression of pathetic insanity.
You got butthurt, people called you out, and now you're trying to twist it into something to do with some fucked up vendetta of yours.
The thing is, its perfect bait.
If a fat nigger shows up and calls you a fat nigger it makes you want to break out a mirror. This mother fucking kike shill is calling us all shills.
For the record, I can tell that nobody but that fag is a shill in this thread.
>brief cockup with the new guy not understanding why there's jam but no toast
ha, you're supposed to use the jam as sweetener for the tea. Oh my Slavic upbringing what would I do without you?
If that is the end of the garbage daughter tale anon, I hope you'll give us a good wife one next, preferably one that ends with great justice.
>tfw posting in the best thread /pol/ has had all week
>I DONT KNOW!!!
you shills are so fucking obvious
says the faggot projecting his own shill emotions onto me, shill
project more, shill
you to faggot shill
says the litteral shill faggot bitch
>Land in Germany. Met by a car. Rather serious affair. Blacked out windows and all. Quickly everyone is stuffed inside.
>Driven to a very exclusive and expensive private clinic.
>She already has an appointment under a fake name, has to spend the whole time there with a bag over her head and us on hand to make sure doctors don't sneak a peek.
>Judging by the amount of time spent fiddling with her cunt its pretty obvious its a hymen restoration.
>Brief hospital trip over, everyone back to the airport.
>All the way she remains positively pleasant to be around.
>Onwards to jolly ol' blighty. Back home at last.
>When we arrive her father is there with a fuckton of goons to meet us.
>Talks to her for a moment in a very disneyesque reunion. Obviously the only pleasant interaction they've ever had.
>Father thanks us all for our discretion, speed and so on.
>Slips up a sizeable bonus in cash.
>We all fuck off back to the office to be praised by the boss for a job well done.
>Everything is good. Life is good. Get another month paid vacation since this one brought in a small fortune.
>New Guy seems fine for the first week but later on turns up in police custody for drugs. Winds up having to go through therapy and rehab. Fortunately employer covers access to the best available treatment on that front so no NHS psychiatric care (which is shit these days)
>New Guy makes a full recovery after a year. Learns not to trust strange ladyboys.
And now after telling that story I feel dirty. I need a shower.
pic related, kid
Any idiot can use Inspect Element to edit the page
oH god OH GOD EVERYONE ELSE IS A SHILL MUH JOOS HURR DURR IM FUCKING RETARDED
Yeah, it would really make sense.
The shitposter is attempting to attain recognition by shitposting because he isn't mentally capable of procuring a good entertaining and curious story that would actually attract attention on /pol/.
It's like a little kid burning tires to gain attention because it doesn't know any better, after seeing the brother finish an engineering field in university and get a well paid job and recognition and getting jelly out of that.
It's sad isn't it?
I don't even get what angle you're coming from, I thought this was just a crazy story about some guys crazy job, why do you keep on going on about insecurity? Is there something I'm missing here? I'm seriously confused.
Ruskies are just crazy.
Don't worry anon story teller, we are all still following the story, but we are also having immense fun pissing off the anal anguished Hebrew shilling in this thread. He's annoyed we aren't in his pro cuckold thread
yea, you are a shill faggot
>to stupid to find script
>post proof it exists
not my fault you cant find a hay in a stack of fucking needles, kid
>literal seconds to type a post
and this is how you can spot the ADHD little underage faggot shills
fuck off shill
take the hint and fuck off then
look at this weeaboo faggot projecting
fucking shill bitch
lol I just came into this thread to see how booty bothered you are and BOY are you upset.
The whole "guy takes so many drugs he thinks he's in a retirement home" makes me think this story is definitely fake, drugs don't fucking do that outside of movies written by people who've never had any kind of experience with drugs whatsoever. Not that I really thought the story was true to begin with, it's just an interesting story.
Here it is compiled for anyone who wants it.
if its true you are a brave man
if its false you are a very creative anon
wife story please
>pussy was designed to slide out babies once every year or so
Even then, it's poorly equipped for that. Tonnes of chicks either require emergency surgery, suffer massive bleeding or outright die and the numbers aren't improving.
You're even more pathetic than I realized. Sooo god damn mad.
>>see a bunch of kids whining about it existing because they are obviously jealous that they don't have the mental capacity to construct posts that garner positive attention
Fuck that probably is the reason isn't it? While the story obviously isn't true it is at least entertaining, I seriously want to find out what happens next.
These people have never had psychedelics.
Now I may have only had mushrooms, but I thought I saw some crazy shit.
My mate turned into gimli from LOTR.
The house was jumanji, I started freaking out so my mate took me for a walk through the park down the road...bad idea. I thought the trees were giant mushrooms that could eat people. It was fucking crazy.
funny how the second i mention it i get you shills attacking me
all my posts prior to that i get nothing
but the SECOND i call you shills out you go full damage control
fucking pathetic, you are so obvious, shill bitch
yea, you are mad, shill faggot
they say imitation is the most sincere form of flattery, but your just kissing my ass now, shill bitch
yea, you are mad, shill faggot
when faggots copy and paste their shitposts to me, i do the same
its that simple shill
they say sucking a cripple dick is the most degenerate form of faggotry, but youre eating cripple dick now, shill bitch
cripplechan shill pls go and stop trying to ruin 4chan. dont you have an anti-moot thread to shill up with your limp dick cripplechan shit? lell
says the shill attacking me for catching you red handed in your shilling
fucking pathetic, shill
anyways i win the thread, hope you all enjoyed the fake story, marked your post IDs with cripplechan shill so i know to shitpost on all boards you post on, shill faggots
(loose from the rape, fucking shill cunts)
I wish my stories about degenerate behavior were interesting. Everyone else seems to get drugged/robbed or fight a bunch of guys.
All I every do is fuck whores. Even blackout drunk I end up making my way back to the hotel.
That's even weirder then putting the jam in the tea to dissolve like honey (something I've done when I'm out of sugar) which is what I assumed.
What kind of tea do they drink in russia anyway? If I tired this with regular black tea would I get a similar effect?
It's because our skulls are getting larger than womens' pelvises can evolve to accommodate.
Baby skulls have that soft patch at the top because the skull doesn't cover all of the brain at that stage. The birth canal puts an extraordinary strain on the baby's head, which the skull has to bend to withstand. It's why newborns have the funny-looking smushed noses.
Ok so back from my shower.
I have two other stories I'm prepared to share.
One is a pure wife story which is just generally disgusting and required us to purchase hazmat suits.
One is a wife/daughter story that is just generally haunting and depressing. Which really shows how vile and evil women can be to their children at their worst.
Both of those posts are mine and yes I am aware of psychadelics, hell I've taken them for fucks sake and I do not believe they would produce such an effect. Temporarily thinking your gimli from LOTR is very different to thinking you're some random in a retirement home for a prolonged period of time, why in the hell would someone hallucinate that? It just sounds like someones attempt at writing a story with drugs in it when they themselves have never done anything besides booze basically.
Ok then wife story time.
Not the most complicated of stories but memorable for the shit involved.
>Told by boss a client wants us to locate his wife.
>Has been missing for the better part of a month after taking out a fuckton of money from his accounts.
>From what we can tell she converted it to cash or moved it into accounts we can't locate.
>Given all the info, last known location and known habits.
>Turns out we've done this before. Twice in fact. So we have a fairly good idea of where she could be. Women have a tendency to be creatures of habit.
>Problem is this ones habits are a bit whacky.
>Each time she's ran off she's gone to some really fucked up high class sex club and literally spent all her money there until she runs out and had to surface to grab more.
>First time was your typical 24 hour all year orgy club. There are some who fucking live in the things its disgusting.
>Second time was at an extreme BDSM club. She'd spent a few months being used as furniture. Needed time in hospital.
>So we realised this time was going to be worse. At the BDSM club we'd almost lost one of our group to a Gorean dom. Poor girl was never quite the same afterwards. Women rarely last in the job.
>First thing we did was hit the lists. Complete records of all clubs like that in Europe as she'd never gone outside the continent in the past for this sort of thing.
>Lot of clubs but we narrowed it down based on her area, lack of any sightings at airports (like fuck she'd drive or take a train) and so on.
>Went to a particular city infamous for this sort of shit. Lots of places like what we were looking for there. All tailored to the absurdly wealthy.
>Got off the plane, through customs and checked into a hotel. Declined the complimentary call girl.
It's like fucking spy shit man, plus hearing about all the crazy crap people get up to also the whole behind the veil shit with rich people just being above the law. It's got it all.
>Wait till the evening as that's when these clubs open their doors to strangers.
>Have to use this fancy ass disguise kit as we're known at more than a few of them and they don't like having customers stolen. Fortunately one of us knows how to use the bloody thing and we wind up looking like a group of stereotypical rich scots bushy orange mutton chops and all.
>Hit some of the clubs with no luck. Have a bad run in with someone who almost recognised us. Managed to escape without any incident beyond having to throw a few bottles at them and scream dog pile.
>Begin to despair that this is going to turn into one of those long winded cases.
>We spend a month checking clubs all over Europe. Extra resources are pulled in as the client starts throwing more money at our boss to do it faster.
>Eventually we get a tip. Someone has seen our target at a particular club.
>Celebration all round. Finally a solid lead
>Then comes the bad news.
>Its a new club. Its a hardcore scat club.
>We are talking a place that has never. EVER. Been cleaned.
>A literal den of filth and disease. They hose you off after you leave with anti-septic
>She's in there and she has been in there a while.
>Call the client to tell him to arrange a discreet hospital stay, pickup and so on.
>Order some hazmat suits and guns from the boss.
>There is just no talking with some people.
But then they won't know how much they hate the story, and then they won't be able to annoy to fuck out of us, and then they won't be getting any kind of attention and that's just intolerable for them apparently. That guy needs fucking help.
Not the story telling anon. but was in simular line of work. Qualifications are normally Police/Military background for a SECURITY Contractor. and you can use this contractor job finding site i used a few years ago.They are cunts tho.
That'd be the scientific community of neuroscience and psychology which is a load of crap in itself.
Just do a little research on Project Artischocke, MK-Ultra and so on.
The military and secret services seem to have other opinions regarding that topic.
But i am just a casual, what do i know..
I thought you said you could see all our IPs? Maybe you aren't the super leet hacker you think you are.
If you're the guy with the IP thingaroo, please post proof of this guy samefagging with the IPs included. If you don't then I'm going to assume you're angry about something not related to this.
>Few days later everything is arranged and observation of the club has not shown her leaving.
>Some people do pay extra it seems to stay in the clubs own hotel where they can keep the party going.
>All of us are by virtue of being in this job a bit....obsessed with cleanliness.
>Try to convince the boss to send someone else. He refuses.
>All of us are sat there miserable. Trying to find any excuse to not do this. Not daring to be in the same room as our informant in the club.
>The gear arrives from the boss along with a bodybag to stuff the target in. An ambulance will be waiting as our escape vehicle.
>We give ourselves one final rubdown with alcohol gel, disinfectants and whatever else is handy in the shower before we get dressed and wait for everyone to be ready.
>I can only imagine the doormans confusion when four men in bright yellow hazmat suits carrying shotguns walked up him.
>Said confusion prevented him from really acting until it was too late and he got a shotgun butt in the face.
>Rather than bothering with keys or shit we simply shoot the lock off and kick in the door.
>The first room is pretty much just an airlock. Step in, shoot the second lock and kick in the door.
>It was...simply horrific.
>There was shit everywhere and people rolling around in it copulating. Doing things that are simply indescribable. A woman shat into a mans mouth as he pissed into hers. People copulated in a pit full of human feces.
>We all just stood there in shock as people slowly noticed us.
>Then the screaming started.
>A few shotgun blasts to the ceiling got them screaming more and running, we looked for our target in the crowd
>Kicking in doors left and right every door revealing a new scene of horrific waste related kink.
>No this was beyond kink. This was just sick.
>These people were sick. Probably literally.
Why in the hell did I respond to you . . .
It is true that it's trivially easy to edit those pictures though, whether or not someone's a samafag's basically unprovable either way. If you want to believe in your heart of hearts that I'm the guy writing the story (god I wish I was, I'm not nearly that creative or prolific) just go on believing that, I don't really care.
Protip: being this defensive makes it a little too obvious that you're samefagging :^)
And try using a slightly different vocabulary when praising your own shitty posts, you dumb fuck.
with bad psychedelic trips it's pretty common to dissociate as well, the brain comes up with crazy things while dissociating on a psychedelic. one might think they are in a dream, virtual reality, demented etc... the retirement home would probably be tertiary to whatever he was dissociating with, eg "i am clearly suffering dementia and thus an and old man, i am probably in a retirement home.
>Target was found bathing in piss with some young man balls deep in her.
>Target removed from bath and young man repeatedly kicked in corner to shut him up.
>Just couldn't stop kicking him. Kicked him until he stopped moving. That place. It just got to us.
>Target was crying in the corner so we stuffed her in the bag and carried her out. A few more blasts from the shotgun paving the way.
>Ambulance waiting out back. Shitstreaks on the sides from people trying to get help from them. Guy stood outside it with a truncheon looking sick.
>Throw target in the back and climb in, guy gets in and drives us the fuck out of there.
>One of us makes the mistake of popping the seal on his hazmat suit.
>His screams....they haunt me.
>Target was dropped off at a rather exclusive and discreet hospital.
>We were hosed off by courteous hospital staff.
>Foolish one who popped the seals on his suit spent the rest of the evening as a shambling zombie barely responding to anything. Improved after a few hot showers.
>Got back to the hotel and packed up to leave.
>Nobody wanted to talk.
>It was just....horrific.
>Since the client had paid so much the boss gave us considerable bonuses for that mess and vacation time. Which was nice.
>Two guys from the team quit the next day.
No, explain how I was being defensive, I just don't get how you got that from your post. How in the hell does saying "I don't care if you think I'm samefagging" qualify as being defensive?
I was referring to the 'HESASAMEFAGHURRHURR' guy
Please NEET, go back to mastrubating to girls you know you will never get.
Not trying to be harsh here, but even if you have severe problems please don't ruin the fun for the rest of us. I know it is difficult to understand, but the world doesn't revolve around you.
You need help.
do people who shit each other in secret clubs really scream when they see a shotgun?
what if she stood behind that lock and you accicentally shot her in the stomach?
also i dont like that you use the same get-some.bitch-out-of-her-pervert-party-paradise plot for the 2nd story.
just a little feedback though, nice writing overall!
Have thought about writing a book or screenplay about this stuff? Shit's brilliant m8.
Eughhh thanks I guess OP, I really didn't need to know your experiences. My mind is already sick and twisted enough to INVENT something far worse than that from what I've heard, seen, read.
are you going to be shitting up this entire thread?
GTFO. We like this. We get it, you don't. I don't give a fuck why (jealous of the attention it is getting, you don't have this sort of life, you are just pissed at the world, etc).
Go haunt another thread. I love this thread and stories.
>i dont like that you use the same get-some.bitch-out-of-her-pervert-party-paradise plot for the 2nd story.
That is the entirety of his job: Getting bitches out of degeneracy for rich guys
They're the most memorable ones. The ones who really go off the deep end and try to "live the lifestyle" so to speak.
The majority of the time its just a case of the wife or daughter using the husband/fathers money to kickstart a party train that goes around a particular town for a few days racking up a huge bill until husband/daddy gets sick of it and calls us in.
Unfortunately my tolerance for insanity got my put on the weird stuff most of the time something like that came in.
oH MY FUCKING GOD! YOU HAVE TO BE THE MOST RETARDED AND DESPERATE 4CHANNER I'VE EVER SEEN LMFAO
Protip: Get a tumblr and post your shitty stories there if you want attention, HOLY FUCK!!!
>doesn't think brainwashing works.
>obviously has no idea about how good the CIA can fuck with peoples brain.
>Has no idea about Monarch programming and other forms of control.
>this much damage control samefagging
Are you literally crying right now? How insecure do you have to be not to want to hear criticism about your terrible fucking writing?
Oh... oh my God. You're utterly pathetic, LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He's probably a narcissist/someone with a fragile ego.
He attempts to feed it by discrediting others. I have known many people suffering from NPD or fragile egos.
It is a known behavioural symptom.
It's not that hard to get guns on the continent.
If you have some money then you can get dam near anything.
Most of the time we just call home and tell the boss we need something and he arranges it. Sometimes he'll do it himself using company resources and sometimes he gets the client to do it.
You know when the client is behind something as its usually way over the top. Like we say we need a way home and suddenly we're told an airliner at the airport has been set aside for our personal use.
Nah it's just some teenaged /b/tard trolling us, they're more then likely laughing their asses off at their epic troll.
Just stop responding to them, stop talking about them (I realize the irony of me saying that in this post), just ignore them. They'll get bored eventually.
Stockholm syndrome is a thing. You can easily exploit that. Why do you think the people who are sex workers working the corner at night don't simply run off or get the cops to save them when they're being forced to work against their will?
A clear display of regression - a return to an earlier developmental stage as a reaction to trauma. In this case due to insufficient narcissitic supply.
Note how my posts are generally ignored, again, a defense mechanism, in this case repression.
They don't really ask us to do that. We've had times where we've been told to kill them if we can't get them out. Or dump them somewhere they'll definitely die.
But never had to.
End of the day it's all about saving face for them.
They may well plan to kill their spouse/daughter but it has to be in an acceptable manner that permits them to preserve their reputation.
Dammit man, you beat me to it!
Again, fragile egos will frequently attempt to talk down others and their achievements, for while they create an image of grandiosity to the outside world, in reality they understand that their own achievements and qualities are meagre and the downplaying of people that remind them of their innate inferiority is required to fend off the humiliation, shame and lack of self worth they generally experience.
holllllllllllllllllly fuck, you're STILL trying to get us to believe you aren't a shitty samefag circlejerking yourself?
Holy fuck LMAO i can feel the rage spewing from your monitor all the way over here
Oh God, this is funny now
You will NEVER be a good writer, kiddo. Deal with it and fuck off back to /b/ ROFL
>holllllllllllllllllly fuck, you're STILL trying to get us to believe you aren't a shitty samefag circlejerking yourself?
Pretty sure that's just called regular jerking it m8.
>HE'S STILL GOING
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH TEARS OF IMPOTENT RAGE
How does it feel, kid? To be this pathetically in denial about your shit writing ability?
Some manner of club or truncheon, a decent knife, full suit, nice good leather gloves with a waterproof rubber membrane under the leather, alcohol gel, goggles, surgical mask.
Well there was the time we had to wear a really amazing fat suit with a thai ladyboy stuffed in the front who was sticking his dick out of it.
Best not to ask about that one.
Man hours varies massively. We worked till the job was done. So you could wind up working a day then taking a month or two vacation or spend a solid five months working in one case.
The other rich fucks don't want to be caught out. They know any fuss they make will result in the shit getting back to them. It's all about saving face. So long as we don't identify anyone they don't hold a grudge.
As for the permanent disappearance types? No. Fortunately. As far as I know.
Fantastic sequel storymaster, not quite as good as the first but still 9.5/10.
You only promised two and I understand if you want to stop now but as you did mention the mother/daughter one, if you have it in you I think all of us (except the derailer) would love to hear it.
You seem like a pretty severe case though.
I have seen cases of narcissitic rage before, but I think this is the first time I have seen this happen on the internet as a result of someone posting stories.
Are you currently in therapy? I am fascinated by the condition. Do you concur that your behaviour is a result of narcissitic injury?
>Well there was the time we had to wear a really amazing fat suit with a thai ladyboy stuffed in the front who was sticking his dick out of it.
>Best not to ask about that one.
>Tells us crazy shit
>Then tells us not to ask about it
Y u do dis?
Uncontrollable rage as a result of narcissistic injury.
The fact that the writer himself is not reacting to his attacks is causing regression to almost childlike behaviour (tantrum).
The guy's kind of right; samefagging undetectably is pretty easy, either editing the disproving screencap or using more then one device to post, it's trivial. Just don't worry about it, who cares who's posting what what matters what they post. For example this guy posts nothing but shit so let's all ignore them okay?
Really it's not a very long story. Suffice to say it involved a very fat daughter who was herself a hell of a chubby chaser. Her retard strength kept us from tying her up without probably breaking her arms. So we had to keep her happy.
Cue the fatsuit and the thai ladyboy. Oh and the poor member of our team who had not been seen by her yet.
We were in Thailand and a ladyboy was easier to find, cheaper and willing to come for a ride with four strange white guys to fuck a white whale while stuffed into a fatsuit being worn by one of the strange white guys.
THEY CALL US THE ARISTOCRATS
Wife/daughter it is.
I warn you now. This story does not have anything remotely resembling a happy ending. It is without any doubt one of the more depressing tales due to what this woman did to her only daughter.
>Get a call from the boss
>He wants his best people at his office now for a job
>Four of us are there and he runs down the situation for us. it's rare and urgent as it involves a minor.
>Rich guys wife has run off with a small fortune AND their only child. A daughter age 13.
>Doesn't give a fuck about the money or the wife. Wants his daughter back.
>Boss wants us to get all 3 due to possibility of delicious bonuses.
>We're a bit dubious. Not sure if this is something we should do as really it sounds more like a police gig due to the child. While we've seen young girls go off to screw strangers with their mothers its never been any younger than 15.
>Boss makes it clear this is happening.
>We shrug and go over the notes.
>Wife is a repeat offender. Seven times to be exact she's run off like this and we've brought her back. Not us specifically but the company we work for. Never taken the child with her. Many of the notes she's left behind in the past list the child as one of the reasons she fucked off.
>Wife has typically either gone full party train or tried to establish a new life in some shithole each time but surfaced when money runs out due to not having access to the lifestyle she is acustomed to.
>We fear she's gone new life again. Which means she'll be tough to find even if we find out what country she's in.
>Quickly realise the child has no passport so she can't have taken a commercial flight.
>She wouldn't charter anything less than a private jet. No luck on that front.
>Keep digging into possible routes away from the continent (never tried to set up a new life on the continent)
We were hesitant on that front yes.
Girl was stupidly strong for something so fat and quite stupid too.
We tried to restrain her but it wasn't much use and couldn't leave her in a crate the whole trip.
So we got her a fuckbuddy.
Our poor friends in the fatsuit.
>It goes on like this for months.
>Longest case on record at eight months.
>By this point we were all pretty much exhausted. No leads, no clues, we'd tapped every contact we could think of. She had to be somewhere in Europe.
>Get a lead. A fucking lead at long last!
>A man was caught trying to sell her rolex. The jewellers had been suspicious and checked its number against the books. He was promptly arrested and our client had arranged for us to talk to him first.
>We get there after a brief plane trip and find an honest to fucking god catholic priest.
>A fucking priest had been trying to sell her watch. Idiot don't speak no english so only one of us can actually talk to him making the questioning rather long and drawn out.
>To say he was uncooperate would be putting it lightly but his story was that this woman came to him to get her and her daughter away from her abusive husband. This woman was obviously wealthy as she had paid him a lot to arrange it.
>It was then that it clicked. The reason we'd not been able to find her was not because she hadn't taken a plane where she was going. It was because they had travelled using documents issued by the fucking Vatican and nobody fucking checks them.
>With shit figured out all we needed was a destination. A few details he let slip came together. Turned out mother dear had decided to become a nun and take her daughter with her on missionary work.
>To fucking Africa.
>Client pulls strings. Gets more detailed info out of the Vatican.
>Target is located
>Yougottabeshittingme motherfucking sub saharan africa?
>Boss is hesitant to send us in but after discussion with the client more money is probably offered and boss loses his mind.
>We get sent to Africa.
>Four white guys. Alone in Africa. Sounds like a great plan.
>We arrive at the airport expecting it to be a total shit heap. Funnily enough it is but there's white guys everywhere.
>Turns out the airport is controlled by a western PMC who work in the area and they have been hired as guides and protective detail.
>Everything turned out better than expected
>Until they start piling body armour on us and hand us assault rifles
>Four poor white guys completely out of their depth in the middle of what is probably a warzone.
>Fortunately though they have a decent idea of where the target is as they noticed a small church had been built there recently. Its been torn down since though.
>Pile into helichoppas and off we go.
>Yank mercenaries constantly talking shit the whole way and taking random potshots at the wildlife.
>One of our group is pretty much having a panic attack by this point but he's kept sufficiently calm through the proper application of fists to face.
>Eventually land near a really really shitty looking village. It is the stereotypical african shithole. Mud huts, flies and emaciated animals everywhere.
>Then you notice things that look a bit out of place. Like the expensive (for the area) old land rover, the new clothes on some of the people, the fact that everyone looks well fed despite nothing growing here.
>PMC goons fan out and do their thing and start kicking down doors. There's a few shots fired but one would not like to get involved so we hang back. As I said. We're out of our depth.
>>Eventually a white women, a white girl and four african men are dragged out of the village by the PMC goons and dropped at our feet. All alive fortunately even if one of the black guys has clearly got a broken nose, arm and probably a couple of ribs judging by the bruising thats beginning to show.
>The two whites are indeed who we're looking for. They don't like no nuns I ever done saw. Dressed up as natives, filthy and pregnant.
>One of our unfortunate merry band has a daughter the same age as the girl and just has to take a moment to get away from this shit in the choppa.
>Quick explanation from the PMC goons regarding the men reveals that the one who got beat almost to death was fucking the daughter and the other three were plowing the wife who was clearly enjoying it.
>Wife gets all up in our face almost immediately. All on about how we have no right to tell her how to live her life, blah, blah, blah, her husband is a bad man, blah, blah
>Fortunately the PMC goon pistol whips her quiet after I point out that really we only need the daughter.
>At this point the daughter is just in tears, has no clue whats going on anymore it seems. Doesn't seem terribly bright either.
>The wife gets gagged and tied up then thrown in the choppa and we find something for the little one to wear for the ride back. Spends the whole trip wearing one of the PMC goons jackets.
>She doesn't really say anything but fills in the remaining holes in the story for us.
>Seems her mother did arrive here as a nun but later on decided to marry the local chieftan and showered the place with all the money she'd brought. Then the chieftan had arranged for his son to marry the daughter. His son who by the looks of him was in his mid to late 20s.
>13yo daughter daughter
>in an African warzone shithole
>Nobody really feels happy about this shit.
>She's too far into it for an abortion to really be feasible.
>We arrange for a pickup from the boss and awkwardness ensues. The client fucking shows up in a private jet.
>His half naked pregnant 13 year old daughter, his almost completely naked pregant wife and four worn out, tired and scruffy looking white guys await him as he comes running down the steps from his plane.
>For a second we thought he was going to do a 180 without stopping and fly away.
>But to his credit he did seem genuinely happy to see his daughter was safe. Blamed the wife for everything. Had us take the daughter aboard who by this point was in full PTSD mode.
>He stayed outside with the PMC goons, arguing with his wife for a what seemed like forever.
>I will not lie. We were expecting to hear a gunshot. We were all waiting for it.
>Instead she got regagged and brought into the plane and locked into one of the toilets for the entire trip trussed up like a hog.
>On arriving back home the client gave us his personal thanks and a bonus to ensure proper discretion.
>We fucked off.
>Found out the wife died the next day in a car accident.
>Fuck knows what happened to the daughter but she's alive probably. Niglet was probably put up for adoption somewhere far far away.
And that children is probably the most depressing of the stories I have.
No happy ending for anyone.
pretty sure her grand exit from the face of the earth wasnt elegant at all
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Well I guess I could share the fatzilla/fatsuit story.
But really I only responded to this thread cos the story was half done. Not sure it would be ight to make another since it would be off topic.