Thread: Internet Killers {Love&MrQuixotic}

Blue eyes looked to the time on the far corner of her of her lap top and looked at the time, it was growing a bit late. She was normally passed out by now from sheer boredom. Everything in life always seemed to bore her. But tonight, snuggled in her blankets on the couch and watching the X-Files, she wasn't bored. Thanks to this secret man on the other end of a computer screen. She had sent her message quickly, and she didn't think twice till about twenty minutes later as she laid down in a curled up ball on the couch. Maybe she should show some restraint? Was she coming off to edger and needy? She second guessed herself till she shook her head. It doesn't matter. If shit comes from it, then it comes. If it doesn't, it doesn't. This is a fucking bull shit sit anyway. People always posting fake snuff videos and shit. She muttered to herself and snuggled her head into the pillow and sighed. What if this was real? Just the idea made her heart race. Laced with fear and excitement at the thought of being able to....breath. She never felt like she could breath. Reaching out she fished out a baby corn from her left over Chinese and ate it, allowing herself to get lost in the episode of X-Files before she looked confused. This is just an X-Files version of The Thing.....heh... She smiled at that and sighed, but the moment the computer chimed with a new message in her in-box, she suddenly jerked up in the mellow darkness. Her big and beautiful smile came to her face, it was rare for her to even give a full smile in her life. Pulling her lap to into her lap she opened the message and read with joyful eyes. Swallowing hard, but not out of fear as she read the words. He wanted to know who she was, and if this was real too. This made it almost to real for her and she wanted to scream with glee. Reaching over she sipped her coffee and took a few moments to hold back with a reply. Considering her options if this was true. If this man who he said he was, this was be a complete change in her life. If she was still on her medications she would be to doped up to even consider something like this. Her medications dulled her to hardly being able to make her own coffee. But since she had been off it since her grandmother died, everything was starting to get to sharp and real. If she fucked up with this man, he'd kill her. Was that something she was willing to wager? Vivian looked around her apartment then nodded, it was. Let him kill her, she didn't care. She pulled open the tab to write him back. Videos, photographs, and all the like are nothing to me. They hold no pleasure, no realness. I'm sick of being fed cardboard when I want steak. I need this or I will surly die....I need to feel the rush, I need to release before I go insane. I'll do anything you would need of me to accept me into what you claim you do..... I offer myself, yes. If I falter....make my death so painful that I will know no other torment in my life.... I agree to your terms. My name is Vivian Kathrine Voughnom My date of birth is 1994 I'm 22 years old I live in Buffalo NY. If you need anymore information than this, I will more than happily deliver. Who in my life deserves to die? Heh, this is a good question. Her name is Monica Lebowski. She is 24, and lives here in Buffalo NY. Brown hair, brown eyes and big hawk nose. Vivian didn't even think twice to giving Monica's name to this faceless man, as she would rather kill Monica herself it would be nice to know that whore was out of her hair for the rest of her life, and could no longer walk the streets of the world to infest with her nasty attitude and hateful comments. She also didn't think about giving her information to him. Fuck, she would have even given her social security number if he wanted it. She just wanted to see that this maybe true. The constant patter of rain still filled the room and the low sound of the tv show as she hit send. Taking a deep breath, she sat the lap top down on her coffee table. If only she knew how similar...and how different they already were. She laid back down and laid her face in her pillow and moaned. Her body was buzzing with the anticipation of this correspondence.