Zoosadist Zoosadism Megathread - Joshua "Kero the Wolf" Hoffman & Friends.

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One of the commenters, Dunkelziege, has a lot of traces on the Internet. I'm just going to leave this if anyone needs it.

I’m not at all surprised that he has an InkBunny.

Also, using his normal after dark name on a fucking animal snuff website? This is a new level of retardation.
 
One of the commenters, Dunkelziege, has a lot of traces on the Internet. I'm just going to leave this if anyone needs it.


(All emails confirmed to belong to him, assuming the emails you provided belong to him)
knuddelbock@gmail.com
knuddelbock@gmx.de
knuddelbock@epost.de
knuddelbock@web.de
knuddelbock@lycos.de
knuddelbock@yahoo.de
hoegermeyer@gmx.de
knuddelbock@protonmail.com (paypal)
knuddelbock@hotmail.com (also paypal)
knuddelbock@privatoria.com
DOB: 1984-06-15, could be a random DOB, but it's probably correct.
Name: Jan Högermeyer
Old IP: 85.4.67.37 (Switzerland IP)
 
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I recommend going through this PDF which documents how Woof was found, for those who aren't posting in the happenings thread. It includes an "apology" by Woof, which reads more like him throwing himself a pity party and claiming that the devil made him do it. 'TWAS THE DARK WEB AND THE HEAVY METALS THAT CORRUPTED ME!

If you really don't feel like downloading the document for yourself, here's the "apology," for you viewing displeasure.

I understand your concerns and how difficult it is for you and your team/friends to believe in my sincerity after everything I did and said. I assure you and promise that I DO REGRET FOR EVERYTHING I DID. I PROMISE THAT I WILL NOT DO THE THINGS I DID EVER AGAIN. I ASSURE YOU I’M NEITHER A THREAT NOR A DANGER. I want to find peace and with your help, leave the past buried so that I can start a new life away from my old life. We can stay in contact for as long as I have internet if you want. I have no problems with that and we can talk on telegram if that is ok.

Mr. [Redacted], I don’t see you as my enemy but I admit I fear you. I wrote this down telling the truth in everything I wrote but I fear the uncertainty. I don’t know what you will say. I confess that I’m not sure what your true intentions are and if you don’t seek revenge on me as you said or if all you want is burn me to ashes even after I said that I regret for everything. I don’t know who to trust and what to think at this point.

I’m doing my best to help you understand who I’m I and the events that led us here.


I truly left the wrong path and everything I used to be and do. I left darkness behind and I don’t want to return to it in all my days on this earth. I have prayed god at night asking forgiveness for my evil acts. And have told my closest friend of what I did. I do want to be a new man with all my heart. You saw animal stuff but I saw more than that. Thinking about it makes me cry because I wasn’t able to see the true nature of what I was doing, seeing and listening. It was like a spell. Like two people living in the same body while one could not control the actions of the other.

To tell the truth, that’s a lifestyle that even if you are not caught is a hollow horrible life. You turn into a monstrosity and everything changes without you even noticing. Before you know it you have turned into filth and all values and limits are gone. I don’t know how to describe it. It’s too hard to explain.

I will explain how it started and how it ended.

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The only reason I decided to stay and message [woof’s friend] was because I realized that what I did was wrong beyond all scale for evil things and wanted to apologize with him and let him know that I regretted for what I did. Why him? He always was very good to me and I wanted to talk one last time with him. We were friends in not distant past, very good friends. I'd stay up all night not going home to just video chat with him and was awesome. Also wanted to let my old friends know that I was sorry about everything and that I feel I disappointed them all with my actions.

I don't know if [friend] still sees me as a friend but I truly thank him for taking the time to read my letter. He is someone I’ll never forget. I hold good feelings for him and my old friends although I know I’ll not talk to them again. [Friend] and my friends that I met years ago were very good to me and they will be in my memory for ever.

I said to him when he asked (He can confirm) that I'd just stay sitting here waiting for the hammer to fall full force on me.

I'm not in position to ask for anything but I'd like these messages/emails to remain private and that any of this will never be published in public. I will also include a message/letter I sent to my friend [friend] days ago where I explain many things and apologize for everything. That letter was also an apology to my old friends that I met many years ago before I took the wrong path.

That letter was the result of my conclusions after analyzing everything I had done to that day both good and bad, and decided that the path I had taken was not the right thing and not what I wanted for my present life and the future.

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This was my letter/message to him:

This message was written to clarify some things and to apologize.

I beg you, read it through. I’m not asking for forgiveness. I’m just explaining my sad story.

First off, I want this message to stay private. This is only for you. You will do whatever you want in the end but since this is a personal message I’d like you keep it to yourself. I want to apologize for many things. I have known you for some time now and we were good friends. We used to talk a lot and I did enjoy our talking. It was me who didn’t have much to say most of the time but still loved to talk with you. I don’t see you as my enemy and don’t have bad feelings for you, but circumstances most likely have made you hate me at this point. I’ve done bad things and I want to apologize for that. I’m apologizing about everything. I feel really bad because I disappointed many good friends like [redacted] among others. I’ll never forget so many years ago when I met you, [redacted]. I said to them that I didn’t have any friends to talk with and they made a small group and invited me so that we could talk, share things and enjoy the best each one of us in the group had to offer. I saw as the group grew up with new members like [redacted]. Don’t know if he is still around but his comments were funny. I remember they wanted to mail me some money for my birthday. I didn’t say much at the time but their generosity and friendship was heart touching and is something I have present in my mind to this day.

They must hate as well and I understand why. I just wanted to say that they have a special place in my memory and heart. I’m sorry that things ended up this way. I wasn’t like this when we met years ago. I stepped into the dark side led by curiosity and a rumor of places where that which you’d think was impossible was actually possible. I did search in secret and after some time, came across places so dark that many would have nightmares for the rest of their lives if they could see what’s in there. Reality would turn unreality and any concept of what good and evil is would just vanish. There were no boundaries, no limits. I was shocked by what I saw and the more I saw it the more I got into it.

The dark world is something peculiar you know. The moment you find it your soul rips in half. A part of you hates it and want to leave it but the other part wants to embrace it and stay. An inner fight takes place in you like to animals fighting.

The problem is that after some time seeing hellish things, you start to see it as just something else not paying special interest to it anymore and even if you see others doing dark things it won’t cause any effect on you. Feels like if a dark spell had been cast upon you. I can’t describe it in any other way.

Now the recent events had a good effect on me albeit a painful one. Reading through posts of people who found leaked content realized that some of the things done were horrible and cruel beyond any possible scale. Their posts made me see things from a different perspective. The perspective of normal loving people made me realize that without noticing I turned into a monster. I was a lurker for the most part. In all that time only did two bad acts for someone else. Contrary to what most people believe, I did not enjoy what I did. It made sad actually and haunted my thoughts for a long time. What made it bearable to some degree was seeing people happy for what I had done which made me feel like it was nothing to worry about and the fact that both animals were stray, in a very sorry state and would have died anyway.

People’s comments made me see the world from my former perspective and broke the spell. The dark places are now gone and just like those places I’m leaving my old life in the past. I’m starting a new life away from everything and will not look back into anything dark in all my days. From now on I want to have a normal life like a normal person and try to forget the past as best as I can.

I made mistakes and was taught a lesson. Lost my friends and will surely have lots of troubles coming my way in the near future. Anyway, I just wanted to apologize for everything and say good bye to my friends.

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Want to tell you some stories and a bit about me and dogs.

As I said before I was always an animal lover in the right way. I was born and raised countryside surrounded by animals and loved animals since a short age. Loved and took care of countless animals in my childhood, adolescence and adulthood. I took care of dogs for the most part. Mostly dogs that had been neglected by my neighbors. Helped them in any way I could but was frustrating at times because many owners would not support what I was doing and saw animals die for no reason.

Someone I knew, a neighbor next to my grandma’s house had two beautiful Doberman pups. I loved them. They were so elegant and kind. Always up for jumping playing and running all over the place. One afternoon, the female got a horrible beaten only because she stood up on her hind legs and stole some food item from the table. Suffice to say she came bleeding and I wanted to beat the owner really bad but my mom didn’t let me. This was when I was in high school. One day she got sick with gastroenteritis and her owner left her to die. I offered my savings to buy her in hopes to take to the vet and save her but her owner said no and she died lying against the fence. The male, was killed some months later when they hit him with their car. They didn’t take the time to take him to the vet. At least I stayed there with him till the end. I never forgot them. Their names were Shira and Simba. As a tribute to their memory I put two SS after my name on BF, meaning Wolf Shira and Simba.

The first breed that I had was a stray Doberman. She had a TVT commonly known as a venereal tumor that had not been treated for years and therefore she was in pretty bad condition when I found her. She was active and all but had a hole as wide as a fist in her shoulder and her parts were in bad condition.

She lived around a trash yard where she’d feed on rotten food and the like. One afternoon after I saw her I brought up a pizza that I bought for her and she loved it. That simple act marked the start of our friendship as I started buying pizzas for her almost on a daily basis. She later moved after me and made sort of “nest” in an empty space full of trees next to my home and I made a wooden house for her to keep her dry from rain and fresh from the sun. She lived there and I fed her with dog meat, egg and vegetables every day making her gain some weight. My mom didn’t like her with her wounds but she agreed to accept her at home if I could cure her. Took her to the vet but they said the cancer was too advanced to do anything so I did have her and made her as happy as I could for as long as was possible.

I picked up another stray sometime later and called her Schwarz. She was a Doberman mix and a really happy girl. All black and tan, with a tail like a pointer but shorter and large ears folded back like bat wings. By happy I mean a dog that is hyper active and loves running and going out for walks. Schwarz was how I named her and we were very happy. I miss those days.

She passed away because my mom made me fix her and she got tetanus most likely to reused blades/needles and stuff. Our vet clinics are usually located in garages and places that are not very suitable for such activities. I cried lots when she got sick and passed away. I did everything in my power to save her.

I could continue telling stories of dogs that I had but I don’t think you are interested in stories. Some of the best and most loyal friends I have had were dogs. They have loved me with everything and have been the only ones that have welcomed me wagging tails when my family and everyone else have turned their back on me. I’ve done the same for my dogs. I’ve been loyal to them day and night. They are my pack. When bad things happen and you don’t know where to look, my dogs are the only ones that have been there for me. I really mean it. I’m a dog person. I love dogs even if my recent acts seem to state the opposite.


I was not into anything dark some months ago. A proof of this is the fact that I shared all sort of personal information with many friends both furs and zoos. I did not have any secret at the time, nothing to be afraid of. My nature is to be a very communicative friendly person who likes to talk with friends and share anything. From pics of what I cooked for dinner last night to the beautiful landscapes in the mountains. I’ve been sharing stuff for years. This tells you that I had nothing to hide. Had I been into dark things before, I’d never shared any real life info with them.

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This is how my path into the dark started and how it ended. This is my true story and I hope this can serve to prevent others from following my path, a path that leads to self-destruction and pain for oneself and others.

Mr. [Redacted]. If you want to understand what made me do the things I did here it is.


I felt curiosity for dark things after hearing rumors of hidden places where things one would never believe could happen were actually real. Some called it wonderland. Heard of places where reality would turn into unreality. Heard stories of something called, dark web or deep web. I had heard about it in movies but never in real life. Anyway, I started my search for those places in secret and eventually found "mirrors" of those places on telegram. I saw all sort of things that I will not mention here and that I'd rather had never seen... I was introduced to sick music like Bushpig, Snuffporngore, Butcher’s harem, and other very dark music.

I came to places like:

[Redacted].

Those and other places are on Telegram and are real. In all those months I found a few animal groups compared to the darker ones.

I was in shock when I saw what was in those places. If any of you have been there you will know what I talk about and I don’t mean just about animals.

I saw people so dark that animal cruelty would seem like child’ splay compared to the things they did. I saw people who would self-inflict mutilation and wounds in their own bodies with their own hands and cutting tools. I saw a video of someone who removed his own parts…Artists of flesh as I was told they called themselves. I saw all kind of pics about dark, places, rituals, blood gore death, things that it is best not to look at and music that I wish I had never listened.

I was told if you want to find wonderland, you must go all the way down the rabbit’s hole. They didn’t say that wonderland would brand my soul.

Wonderland should actually be called hell land. I was told many things like “Light blinds your eyes, darkness enlights your mind” I was told many thing that twisted my mind and personality. It was a world of depravity and insanity beyond any conception a normal person can have.

Those places and people had an effect on me; my soul was ripping in half. A part wanted to desperately leave. The other wanted to stay. Was a mix of curiosity/hate for those things but was much more and deeper… I was conflicted with myself. A big internal struggle took place in me day and night. Like two opposing forces. Every time I’d ask about it, they’d say it was normal and that would pass away eventually.

Eventually I told to myself it was just my head playing tricks on me because of what I was seeing and after some time, things like gore, death, and all kind of darkness seemed as normal as looking a a fruit hanging from a tree. It was not like I wanted to do any of that in real life but the shock effect those things once had in my person was now gone. Replaced by just apathy or maybe indifference if that is the right word.

I still had good feelings in me. Still loved animals, I had loyalty to my true friends and the like but my indifference to gore, blood and death increased and indifference became obvious. Also started spending more time away from my good old friends from telegram. The ones I talk about above. They are amazing people!!! I would spend more time alone at times. I was changing. I could notice but I could not find out what it was or how to stop it.

There were several dark groups and channels. Many were public at first but became private/secret some time later. I didn’t go to those places looking for anything specific other than rare pictures and music, but after some months of brainwash my mind had changed. Although I didn’t know it, I had been molded to indifference for what I would find later. I was a wanderer for the most part. A lurker when one day someone posted a video of animal stuff which was different to others I had seen involving humans. It was after someone mentioned the word animal referring to the video that I understood what animal cruelty is. This new topic caught my curiosity as I had seen dark things with humans but never with animals. It was that, what opened Pandora’s Box and led me to my demise.

I was introduced to some people into animal animal some time later. The things they did was not nearly what I had seen done to/with humans and dead bodies. It was just some light and often faked bondage and dildo play. I was told this was cruelty. Only saw pictures of this and mostly pics of legs tied in normal position. Not uncomfortable ones that I could see.

Someone invited me to a group some time later and saw more of the same. I looked the same stuff for months not seeing anything new aside from old pics that were traded by people at times.

One day new people joined. They were Shady people. They posted hard pictures that even I had a hard time looking at. This was more similar to Zapp S’kred than anything else and made me wonder I they came from there. One of them said to know the producer. Unlike everyone else, these people liked gore and cruelty and were secretive. They would only say a few words from time to time. I didn’t like those things even at that point but I was just indifferent.

One day I was asked to produce two videos for them. They said everything they’d like to see. I had fear of what I heard. They said they would reward me with things I could not dream of.

I did as they wanted. It tore me apart, but did it. I cheated on them though and lessened things as much as I could. What I got as reward were nightmares for weeks, constant depression and the inability to talk of this to anyone.

They praised me for what I did, were more than happy in their own words. One day they vanished. Their accounts said DELETED.

Took me a long time to recover. Other gore lovers said that I should not worry about it that it was nothing...

I didn’t do anything dark after that but I did stay telling fake stories in a failed attempt to feel any better. My internal conflict had since increased ever since. But again it was partially stopped by people telling me that it was ok and was nothing. I was living in a world of darkness.

One day everything was discovered. It didn’t matter much until I heard people were very angry to say the least. I didn’t understand why until I saw their comments but even after that, I was still trying to figure out why they were so angry. It took me two days to realize why. I was still looking at things from the angle of the dark people and world where I had been the last months. The moment I looked at things and facts from the angle of normal people was like a veil had been removed from my mind and eyes and I cried alone for days, especially at night because I understood the nature of the things I did.

I regretted for everything and wrote a letter to an old friend. It was too late though. I was beyond salvation. The world hated me and I was a monster, an aberration of nature and all. But at least I was conscious of the things I did. I was free now.

I was told to leave, hide and regroup. I said I’d stay and that I’d leave everything behind. Never again I’d step on the path of darkness and evil. Nothing could change the past but maybe I could have a remote chance to change the future.

I said a to a good old friend that I was grateful to the people who called me a monster and that stood up against me because it was thank to them that I saw my mistakes and I asked him to make my message public for everyone to see.


Many bad people are sent to jail every day, many are locked for years, but how many truly change their minds and regret the bad things they did? I don’t have an answer for that.

I don’t know what the future will bring for me. I don’t know if those who know hold power over me will really give me the opportunity to start a new life rather than burn me to ashes as revenge one me but what I do know is that I have regretted for my past actions and that I credit and thank those who did everything in their power to find me and set me free.



That is how it ended.


My advice: Look not only for the dark animals groups but for the human dark groups also. Those groups make you ready to do worst things you can think of. Those places corrupt your mind and who you are and are like a drug. Once you get in you can’t get out easy.

I know the things I did cannot be undone or forgiven. You have the power to destroy me at any time. I’m just asking for a second chance. I’m no longer a threat nor now or in the future.

Don’t do as I did. Please have mercy for that which mercy did not have.

Good day to you.


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He really thinks someone will believe that he joined those zoo rooms because of the "ultra rare pics and sounds". What a loser.

a cornered animal rarely has much choice but to utilize any tactic necessary to survive. that's what we're seeing here.

his many victims (may they rest in peace) weren't successful, and soon, neither will he be. thank goodness.
 
I recommend going through this PDF which documents how Woof was found, for those who aren't posting in the happenings thread. It includes an "apology" by Woof, which reads more like him throwing himself a pity party and claiming that the devil made him do it. 'TWAS THE DARK WEB AND THE HEAVY METALS THAT CORRUPTED ME!

If you really don't feel like downloading the document for yourself, here's the "apology," for you viewing displeasure.

I understand your concerns and how difficult it is for you and your team/friends to believe in my sincerity after everything I did and said. I assure you and promise that I DO REGRET FOR EVERYTHING I DID. I PROMISE THAT I WILL NOT DO THE THINGS I DID EVER AGAIN. I ASSURE YOU I’M NEITHER A THREAT NOR A DANGER. I want to find peace and with your help, leave the past buried so that I can start a new life away from my old life. We can stay in contact for as long as I have internet if you want. I have no problems with that and we can talk on telegram if that is ok.

Mr. [Redacted], I don’t see you as my enemy but I admit I fear you. I wrote this down telling the truth in everything I wrote but I fear the uncertainty. I don’t know what you will say. I confess that I’m not sure what your true intentions are and if you don’t seek revenge on me as you said or if all you want is burn me to ashes even after I said that I regret for everything. I don’t know who to trust and what to think at this point.

I’m doing my best to help you understand who I’m I and the events that led us here.


I truly left the wrong path and everything I used to be and do. I left darkness behind and I don’t want to return to it in all my days on this earth. I have prayed god at night asking forgiveness for my evil acts. And have told my closest friend of what I did. I do want to be a new man with all my heart. You saw animal stuff but I saw more than that. Thinking about it makes me cry because I wasn’t able to see the true nature of what I was doing, seeing and listening. It was like a spell. Like two people living in the same body while one could not control the actions of the other.

To tell the truth, that’s a lifestyle that even if you are not caught is a hollow horrible life. You turn into a monstrosity and everything changes without you even noticing. Before you know it you have turned into filth and all values and limits are gone. I don’t know how to describe it. It’s too hard to explain.

I will explain how it started and how it ended.

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The only reason I decided to stay and message [woof’s friend] was because I realized that what I did was wrong beyond all scale for evil things and wanted to apologize with him and let him know that I regretted for what I did. Why him? He always was very good to me and I wanted to talk one last time with him. We were friends in not distant past, very good friends. I'd stay up all night not going home to just video chat with him and was awesome. Also wanted to let my old friends know that I was sorry about everything and that I feel I disappointed them all with my actions.

I don't know if [friend] still sees me as a friend but I truly thank him for taking the time to read my letter. He is someone I’ll never forget. I hold good feelings for him and my old friends although I know I’ll not talk to them again. [Friend] and my friends that I met years ago were very good to me and they will be in my memory for ever.

I said to him when he asked (He can confirm) that I'd just stay sitting here waiting for the hammer to fall full force on me.

I'm not in position to ask for anything but I'd like these messages/emails to remain private and that any of this will never be published in public. I will also include a message/letter I sent to my friend [friend] days ago where I explain many things and apologize for everything. That letter was also an apology to my old friends that I met many years ago before I took the wrong path.

That letter was the result of my conclusions after analyzing everything I had done to that day both good and bad, and decided that the path I had taken was not the right thing and not what I wanted for my present life and the future.

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This was my letter/message to him:

This message was written to clarify some things and to apologize.

I beg you, read it through. I’m not asking for forgiveness. I’m just explaining my sad story.

First off, I want this message to stay private. This is only for you. You will do whatever you want in the end but since this is a personal message I’d like you keep it to yourself. I want to apologize for many things. I have known you for some time now and we were good friends. We used to talk a lot and I did enjoy our talking. It was me who didn’t have much to say most of the time but still loved to talk with you. I don’t see you as my enemy and don’t have bad feelings for you, but circumstances most likely have made you hate me at this point. I’ve done bad things and I want to apologize for that. I’m apologizing about everything. I feel really bad because I disappointed many good friends like [redacted] among others. I’ll never forget so many years ago when I met you, [redacted]. I said to them that I didn’t have any friends to talk with and they made a small group and invited me so that we could talk, share things and enjoy the best each one of us in the group had to offer. I saw as the group grew up with new members like [redacted]. Don’t know if he is still around but his comments were funny. I remember they wanted to mail me some money for my birthday. I didn’t say much at the time but their generosity and friendship was heart touching and is something I have present in my mind to this day.

They must hate as well and I understand why. I just wanted to say that they have a special place in my memory and heart. I’m sorry that things ended up this way. I wasn’t like this when we met years ago. I stepped into the dark side led by curiosity and a rumor of places where that which you’d think was impossible was actually possible. I did search in secret and after some time, came across places so dark that many would have nightmares for the rest of their lives if they could see what’s in there. Reality would turn unreality and any concept of what good and evil is would just vanish. There were no boundaries, no limits. I was shocked by what I saw and the more I saw it the more I got into it.

The dark world is something peculiar you know. The moment you find it your soul rips in half. A part of you hates it and want to leave it but the other part wants to embrace it and stay. An inner fight takes place in you like to animals fighting.

The problem is that after some time seeing hellish things, you start to see it as just something else not paying special interest to it anymore and even if you see others doing dark things it won’t cause any effect on you. Feels like if a dark spell had been cast upon you. I can’t describe it in any other way.

Now the recent events had a good effect on me albeit a painful one. Reading through posts of people who found leaked content realized that some of the things done were horrible and cruel beyond any possible scale. Their posts made me see things from a different perspective. The perspective of normal loving people made me realize that without noticing I turned into a monster. I was a lurker for the most part. In all that time only did two bad acts for someone else. Contrary to what most people believe, I did not enjoy what I did. It made sad actually and haunted my thoughts for a long time. What made it bearable to some degree was seeing people happy for what I had done which made me feel like it was nothing to worry about and the fact that both animals were stray, in a very sorry state and would have died anyway.

People’s comments made me see the world from my former perspective and broke the spell. The dark places are now gone and just like those places I’m leaving my old life in the past. I’m starting a new life away from everything and will not look back into anything dark in all my days. From now on I want to have a normal life like a normal person and try to forget the past as best as I can.

I made mistakes and was taught a lesson. Lost my friends and will surely have lots of troubles coming my way in the near future. Anyway, I just wanted to apologize for everything and say good bye to my friends.

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Want to tell you some stories and a bit about me and dogs.

As I said before I was always an animal lover in the right way. I was born and raised countryside surrounded by animals and loved animals since a short age. Loved and took care of countless animals in my childhood, adolescence and adulthood. I took care of dogs for the most part. Mostly dogs that had been neglected by my neighbors. Helped them in any way I could but was frustrating at times because many owners would not support what I was doing and saw animals die for no reason.

Someone I knew, a neighbor next to my grandma’s house had two beautiful Doberman pups. I loved them. They were so elegant and kind. Always up for jumping playing and running all over the place. One afternoon, the female got a horrible beaten only because she stood up on her hind legs and stole some food item from the table. Suffice to say she came bleeding and I wanted to beat the owner really bad but my mom didn’t let me. This was when I was in high school. One day she got sick with gastroenteritis and her owner left her to die. I offered my savings to buy her in hopes to take to the vet and save her but her owner said no and she died lying against the fence. The male, was killed some months later when they hit him with their car. They didn’t take the time to take him to the vet. At least I stayed there with him till the end. I never forgot them. Their names were Shira and Simba. As a tribute to their memory I put two SS after my name on BF, meaning Wolf Shira and Simba.

The first breed that I had was a stray Doberman. She had a TVT commonly known as a venereal tumor that had not been treated for years and therefore she was in pretty bad condition when I found her. She was active and all but had a hole as wide as a fist in her shoulder and her parts were in bad condition.

She lived around a trash yard where she’d feed on rotten food and the like. One afternoon after I saw her I brought up a pizza that I bought for her and she loved it. That simple act marked the start of our friendship as I started buying pizzas for her almost on a daily basis. She later moved after me and made sort of “nest” in an empty space full of trees next to my home and I made a wooden house for her to keep her dry from rain and fresh from the sun. She lived there and I fed her with dog meat, egg and vegetables every day making her gain some weight. My mom didn’t like her with her wounds but she agreed to accept her at home if I could cure her. Took her to the vet but they said the cancer was too advanced to do anything so I did have her and made her as happy as I could for as long as was possible.

I picked up another stray sometime later and called her Schwarz. She was a Doberman mix and a really happy girl. All black and tan, with a tail like a pointer but shorter and large ears folded back like bat wings. By happy I mean a dog that is hyper active and loves running and going out for walks. Schwarz was how I named her and we were very happy. I miss those days.

She passed away because my mom made me fix her and she got tetanus most likely to reused blades/needles and stuff. Our vet clinics are usually located in garages and places that are not very suitable for such activities. I cried lots when she got sick and passed away. I did everything in my power to save her.

I could continue telling stories of dogs that I had but I don’t think you are interested in stories. Some of the best and most loyal friends I have had were dogs. They have loved me with everything and have been the only ones that have welcomed me wagging tails when my family and everyone else have turned their back on me. I’ve done the same for my dogs. I’ve been loyal to them day and night. They are my pack. When bad things happen and you don’t know where to look, my dogs are the only ones that have been there for me. I really mean it. I’m a dog person. I love dogs even if my recent acts seem to state the opposite.


I was not into anything dark some months ago. A proof of this is the fact that I shared all sort of personal information with many friends both furs and zoos. I did not have any secret at the time, nothing to be afraid of. My nature is to be a very communicative friendly person who likes to talk with friends and share anything. From pics of what I cooked for dinner last night to the beautiful landscapes in the mountains. I’ve been sharing stuff for years. This tells you that I had nothing to hide. Had I been into dark things before, I’d never shared any real life info with them.

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This is how my path into the dark started and how it ended. This is my true story and I hope this can serve to prevent others from following my path, a path that leads to self-destruction and pain for oneself and others.

Mr. [Redacted]. If you want to understand what made me do the things I did here it is.


I felt curiosity for dark things after hearing rumors of hidden places where things one would never believe could happen were actually real. Some called it wonderland. Heard of places where reality would turn into unreality. Heard stories of something called, dark web or deep web. I had heard about it in movies but never in real life. Anyway, I started my search for those places in secret and eventually found "mirrors" of those places on telegram. I saw all sort of things that I will not mention here and that I'd rather had never seen... I was introduced to sick music like Bushpig, Snuffporngore, Butcher’s harem, and other very dark music.

I came to places like:

[Redacted].

Those and other places are on Telegram and are real. In all those months I found a few animal groups compared to the darker ones.

I was in shock when I saw what was in those places. If any of you have been there you will know what I talk about and I don’t mean just about animals.

I saw people so dark that animal cruelty would seem like child’ splay compared to the things they did. I saw people who would self-inflict mutilation and wounds in their own bodies with their own hands and cutting tools. I saw a video of someone who removed his own parts…Artists of flesh as I was told they called themselves. I saw all kind of pics about dark, places, rituals, blood gore death, things that it is best not to look at and music that I wish I had never listened.

I was told if you want to find wonderland, you must go all the way down the rabbit’s hole. They didn’t say that wonderland would brand my soul.

Wonderland should actually be called hell land. I was told many things like “Light blinds your eyes, darkness enlights your mind” I was told many thing that twisted my mind and personality. It was a world of depravity and insanity beyond any conception a normal person can have.

Those places and people had an effect on me; my soul was ripping in half. A part wanted to desperately leave. The other wanted to stay. Was a mix of curiosity/hate for those things but was much more and deeper… I was conflicted with myself. A big internal struggle took place in me day and night. Like two opposing forces. Every time I’d ask about it, they’d say it was normal and that would pass away eventually.

Eventually I told to myself it was just my head playing tricks on me because of what I was seeing and after some time, things like gore, death, and all kind of darkness seemed as normal as looking a a fruit hanging from a tree. It was not like I wanted to do any of that in real life but the shock effect those things once had in my person was now gone. Replaced by just apathy or maybe indifference if that is the right word.

I still had good feelings in me. Still loved animals, I had loyalty to my true friends and the like but my indifference to gore, blood and death increased and indifference became obvious. Also started spending more time away from my good old friends from telegram. The ones I talk about above. They are amazing people!!! I would spend more time alone at times. I was changing. I could notice but I could not find out what it was or how to stop it.

There were several dark groups and channels. Many were public at first but became private/secret some time later. I didn’t go to those places looking for anything specific other than rare pictures and music, but after some months of brainwash my mind had changed. Although I didn’t know it, I had been molded to indifference for what I would find later. I was a wanderer for the most part. A lurker when one day someone posted a video of animal stuff which was different to others I had seen involving humans. It was after someone mentioned the word animal referring to the video that I understood what animal cruelty is. This new topic caught my curiosity as I had seen dark things with humans but never with animals. It was that, what opened Pandora’s Box and led me to my demise.

I was introduced to some people into animal animal some time later. The things they did was not nearly what I had seen done to/with humans and dead bodies. It was just some light and often faked bondage and dildo play. I was told this was cruelty. Only saw pictures of this and mostly pics of legs tied in normal position. Not uncomfortable ones that I could see.

Someone invited me to a group some time later and saw more of the same. I looked the same stuff for months not seeing anything new aside from old pics that were traded by people at times.

One day new people joined. They were Shady people. They posted hard pictures that even I had a hard time looking at. This was more similar to Zapp S’kred than anything else and made me wonder I they came from there. One of them said to know the producer. Unlike everyone else, these people liked gore and cruelty and were secretive. They would only say a few words from time to time. I didn’t like those things even at that point but I was just indifferent.

One day I was asked to produce two videos for them. They said everything they’d like to see. I had fear of what I heard. They said they would reward me with things I could not dream of.

I did as they wanted. It tore me apart, but did it. I cheated on them though and lessened things as much as I could. What I got as reward were nightmares for weeks, constant depression and the inability to talk of this to anyone.

They praised me for what I did, were more than happy in their own words. One day they vanished. Their accounts said DELETED.

Took me a long time to recover. Other gore lovers said that I should not worry about it that it was nothing...

I didn’t do anything dark after that but I did stay telling fake stories in a failed attempt to feel any better. My internal conflict had since increased ever since. But again it was partially stopped by people telling me that it was ok and was nothing. I was living in a world of darkness.

One day everything was discovered. It didn’t matter much until I heard people were very angry to say the least. I didn’t understand why until I saw their comments but even after that, I was still trying to figure out why they were so angry. It took me two days to realize why. I was still looking at things from the angle of the dark people and world where I had been the last months. The moment I looked at things and facts from the angle of normal people was like a veil had been removed from my mind and eyes and I cried alone for days, especially at night because I understood the nature of the things I did.

I regretted for everything and wrote a letter to an old friend. It was too late though. I was beyond salvation. The world hated me and I was a monster, an aberration of nature and all. But at least I was conscious of the things I did. I was free now.

I was told to leave, hide and regroup. I said I’d stay and that I’d leave everything behind. Never again I’d step on the path of darkness and evil. Nothing could change the past but maybe I could have a remote chance to change the future.

I said a to a good old friend that I was grateful to the people who called me a monster and that stood up against me because it was thank to them that I saw my mistakes and I asked him to make my message public for everyone to see.


Many bad people are sent to jail every day, many are locked for years, but how many truly change their minds and regret the bad things they did? I don’t have an answer for that.

I don’t know what the future will bring for me. I don’t know if those who know hold power over me will really give me the opportunity to start a new life rather than burn me to ashes as revenge one me but what I do know is that I have regretted for my past actions and that I credit and thank those who did everything in their power to find me and set me free.



That is how it ended.


My advice: Look not only for the dark animals groups but for the human dark groups also. Those groups make you ready to do worst things you can think of. Those places corrupt your mind and who you are and are like a drug. Once you get in you can’t get out easy.

I know the things I did cannot be undone or forgiven. You have the power to destroy me at any time. I’m just asking for a second chance. I’m no longer a threat nor now or in the future.

Don’t do as I did. Please have mercy for that which mercy did not have.

Good day to you.


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Okay, so, I can believe a descent into this sort of depravity, but I have a feeling that music that’s easily available on the internet isn’t the shit that people on the dark web share. Hell, you can find torrents and pirate links on the main part of the web. Horrorcore isn’t illegal, it’s just obscene and tasteless most of the time. I looked up some of the bands/albums he mentioned and they’re available to listen to for free on fucking YouTube. Heavy metal and horrorcore isn’t some contraband that dark web subhumans share in secrecy. At most they’ll share it because the lyrics turn them on, but it’s not something that’s dark, secretive, and spooky. It’s just music that’s made to offend you.

Nice attempt at an excuse, though. Sounds like he’s trying to pander to people who still think these types of music make you violent in real life; you know, like his grandparents or the Cuban authorities that he assumes everyone that called him out for his sick fuckery is like.

As for finding this shit and getting into it because of curiosity, I’m not sure if that’s a thing. You wouldn’t have grown attracted to it in the first place if there wasn’t something innately fucked up with your subconscious. Plenty of weird, strange fetishes exist on the internet and are varying degrees of fucked up, and I can say those ones that are fun to poke fun at could probably happen to someone through exposure and desensitization, but it takes a special kind of fucked up to get sexually aroused by gore and abuse. This thing locked away in his head was unleashed by his own doing, and he looked it up because he was truly interested. I can safely say this because as someone who’s curious about the dark web, I’m also never planning to check it out for fear of how what it contains could traumatize me and I’m certain that other people are the same way.

TL;DR - Shitty long-winded excuse is shitty and disingenuous.
 
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I recommend going through this PDF which documents how Woof was found, for those who aren't posting in the happenings thread. It includes an "apology" by Woof, which reads more like him throwing himself a pity party and claiming that the devil made him do it. 'TWAS THE DARK WEB AND THE HEAVY METALS THAT CORRUPTED ME!

If you really don't feel like downloading the document for yourself, here's the "apology," for you viewing displeasure.

I understand your concerns and how difficult it is for you and your team/friends to believe in my sincerity after everything I did and said. I assure you and promise that I DO REGRET FOR EVERYTHING I DID. I PROMISE THAT I WILL NOT DO THE THINGS I DID EVER AGAIN. I ASSURE YOU I’M NEITHER A THREAT NOR A DANGER. I want to find peace and with your help, leave the past buried so that I can start a new life away from my old life. We can stay in contact for as long as I have internet if you want. I have no problems with that and we can talk on telegram if that is ok.

Mr. [Redacted], I don’t see you as my enemy but I admit I fear you. I wrote this down telling the truth in everything I wrote but I fear the uncertainty. I don’t know what you will say. I confess that I’m not sure what your true intentions are and if you don’t seek revenge on me as you said or if all you want is burn me to ashes even after I said that I regret for everything. I don’t know who to trust and what to think at this point.

I’m doing my best to help you understand who I’m I and the events that led us here.


I truly left the wrong path and everything I used to be and do. I left darkness behind and I don’t want to return to it in all my days on this earth. I have prayed god at night asking forgiveness for my evil acts. And have told my closest friend of what I did. I do want to be a new man with all my heart. You saw animal stuff but I saw more than that. Thinking about it makes me cry because I wasn’t able to see the true nature of what I was doing, seeing and listening. It was like a spell. Like two people living in the same body while one could not control the actions of the other.

To tell the truth, that’s a lifestyle that even if you are not caught is a hollow horrible life. You turn into a monstrosity and everything changes without you even noticing. Before you know it you have turned into filth and all values and limits are gone. I don’t know how to describe it. It’s too hard to explain.

I will explain how it started and how it ended.

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The only reason I decided to stay and message [woof’s friend] was because I realized that what I did was wrong beyond all scale for evil things and wanted to apologize with him and let him know that I regretted for what I did. Why him? He always was very good to me and I wanted to talk one last time with him. We were friends in not distant past, very good friends. I'd stay up all night not going home to just video chat with him and was awesome. Also wanted to let my old friends know that I was sorry about everything and that I feel I disappointed them all with my actions.

I don't know if [friend] still sees me as a friend but I truly thank him for taking the time to read my letter. He is someone I’ll never forget. I hold good feelings for him and my old friends although I know I’ll not talk to them again. [Friend] and my friends that I met years ago were very good to me and they will be in my memory for ever.

I said to him when he asked (He can confirm) that I'd just stay sitting here waiting for the hammer to fall full force on me.

I'm not in position to ask for anything but I'd like these messages/emails to remain private and that any of this will never be published in public. I will also include a message/letter I sent to my friend [friend] days ago where I explain many things and apologize for everything. That letter was also an apology to my old friends that I met many years ago before I took the wrong path.

That letter was the result of my conclusions after analyzing everything I had done to that day both good and bad, and decided that the path I had taken was not the right thing and not what I wanted for my present life and the future.

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This was my letter/message to him:

This message was written to clarify some things and to apologize.

I beg you, read it through. I’m not asking for forgiveness. I’m just explaining my sad story.

First off, I want this message to stay private. This is only for you. You will do whatever you want in the end but since this is a personal message I’d like you keep it to yourself. I want to apologize for many things. I have known you for some time now and we were good friends. We used to talk a lot and I did enjoy our talking. It was me who didn’t have much to say most of the time but still loved to talk with you. I don’t see you as my enemy and don’t have bad feelings for you, but circumstances most likely have made you hate me at this point. I’ve done bad things and I want to apologize for that. I’m apologizing about everything. I feel really bad because I disappointed many good friends like [redacted] among others. I’ll never forget so many years ago when I met you, [redacted]. I said to them that I didn’t have any friends to talk with and they made a small group and invited me so that we could talk, share things and enjoy the best each one of us in the group had to offer. I saw as the group grew up with new members like [redacted]. Don’t know if he is still around but his comments were funny. I remember they wanted to mail me some money for my birthday. I didn’t say much at the time but their generosity and friendship was heart touching and is something I have present in my mind to this day.

They must hate as well and I understand why. I just wanted to say that they have a special place in my memory and heart. I’m sorry that things ended up this way. I wasn’t like this when we met years ago. I stepped into the dark side led by curiosity and a rumor of places where that which you’d think was impossible was actually possible. I did search in secret and after some time, came across places so dark that many would have nightmares for the rest of their lives if they could see what’s in there. Reality would turn unreality and any concept of what good and evil is would just vanish. There were no boundaries, no limits. I was shocked by what I saw and the more I saw it the more I got into it.

The dark world is something peculiar you know. The moment you find it your soul rips in half. A part of you hates it and want to leave it but the other part wants to embrace it and stay. An inner fight takes place in you like to animals fighting.

The problem is that after some time seeing hellish things, you start to see it as just something else not paying special interest to it anymore and even if you see others doing dark things it won’t cause any effect on you. Feels like if a dark spell had been cast upon you. I can’t describe it in any other way.

Now the recent events had a good effect on me albeit a painful one. Reading through posts of people who found leaked content realized that some of the things done were horrible and cruel beyond any possible scale. Their posts made me see things from a different perspective. The perspective of normal loving people made me realize that without noticing I turned into a monster. I was a lurker for the most part. In all that time only did two bad acts for someone else. Contrary to what most people believe, I did not enjoy what I did. It made sad actually and haunted my thoughts for a long time. What made it bearable to some degree was seeing people happy for what I had done which made me feel like it was nothing to worry about and the fact that both animals were stray, in a very sorry state and would have died anyway.

People’s comments made me see the world from my former perspective and broke the spell. The dark places are now gone and just like those places I’m leaving my old life in the past. I’m starting a new life away from everything and will not look back into anything dark in all my days. From now on I want to have a normal life like a normal person and try to forget the past as best as I can.

I made mistakes and was taught a lesson. Lost my friends and will surely have lots of troubles coming my way in the near future. Anyway, I just wanted to apologize for everything and say good bye to my friends.

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Want to tell you some stories and a bit about me and dogs.

As I said before I was always an animal lover in the right way. I was born and raised countryside surrounded by animals and loved animals since a short age. Loved and took care of countless animals in my childhood, adolescence and adulthood. I took care of dogs for the most part. Mostly dogs that had been neglected by my neighbors. Helped them in any way I could but was frustrating at times because many owners would not support what I was doing and saw animals die for no reason.

Someone I knew, a neighbor next to my grandma’s house had two beautiful Doberman pups. I loved them. They were so elegant and kind. Always up for jumping playing and running all over the place. One afternoon, the female got a horrible beaten only because she stood up on her hind legs and stole some food item from the table. Suffice to say she came bleeding and I wanted to beat the owner really bad but my mom didn’t let me. This was when I was in high school. One day she got sick with gastroenteritis and her owner left her to die. I offered my savings to buy her in hopes to take to the vet and save her but her owner said no and she died lying against the fence. The male, was killed some months later when they hit him with their car. They didn’t take the time to take him to the vet. At least I stayed there with him till the end. I never forgot them. Their names were Shira and Simba. As a tribute to their memory I put two SS after my name on BF, meaning Wolf Shira and Simba.

The first breed that I had was a stray Doberman. She had a TVT commonly known as a venereal tumor that had not been treated for years and therefore she was in pretty bad condition when I found her. She was active and all but had a hole as wide as a fist in her shoulder and her parts were in bad condition.

She lived around a trash yard where she’d feed on rotten food and the like. One afternoon after I saw her I brought up a pizza that I bought for her and she loved it. That simple act marked the start of our friendship as I started buying pizzas for her almost on a daily basis. She later moved after me and made sort of “nest” in an empty space full of trees next to my home and I made a wooden house for her to keep her dry from rain and fresh from the sun. She lived there and I fed her with dog meat, egg and vegetables every day making her gain some weight. My mom didn’t like her with her wounds but she agreed to accept her at home if I could cure her. Took her to the vet but they said the cancer was too advanced to do anything so I did have her and made her as happy as I could for as long as was possible.

I picked up another stray sometime later and called her Schwarz. She was a Doberman mix and a really happy girl. All black and tan, with a tail like a pointer but shorter and large ears folded back like bat wings. By happy I mean a dog that is hyper active and loves running and going out for walks. Schwarz was how I named her and we were very happy. I miss those days.

She passed away because my mom made me fix her and she got tetanus most likely to reused blades/needles and stuff. Our vet clinics are usually located in garages and places that are not very suitable for such activities. I cried lots when she got sick and passed away. I did everything in my power to save her.

I could continue telling stories of dogs that I had but I don’t think you are interested in stories. Some of the best and most loyal friends I have had were dogs. They have loved me with everything and have been the only ones that have welcomed me wagging tails when my family and everyone else have turned their back on me. I’ve done the same for my dogs. I’ve been loyal to them day and night. They are my pack. When bad things happen and you don’t know where to look, my dogs are the only ones that have been there for me. I really mean it. I’m a dog person. I love dogs even if my recent acts seem to state the opposite.


I was not into anything dark some months ago. A proof of this is the fact that I shared all sort of personal information with many friends both furs and zoos. I did not have any secret at the time, nothing to be afraid of. My nature is to be a very communicative friendly person who likes to talk with friends and share anything. From pics of what I cooked for dinner last night to the beautiful landscapes in the mountains. I’ve been sharing stuff for years. This tells you that I had nothing to hide. Had I been into dark things before, I’d never shared any real life info with them.

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This is how my path into the dark started and how it ended. This is my true story and I hope this can serve to prevent others from following my path, a path that leads to self-destruction and pain for oneself and others.

Mr. [Redacted]. If you want to understand what made me do the things I did here it is.


I felt curiosity for dark things after hearing rumors of hidden places where things one would never believe could happen were actually real. Some called it wonderland. Heard of places where reality would turn into unreality. Heard stories of something called, dark web or deep web. I had heard about it in movies but never in real life. Anyway, I started my search for those places in secret and eventually found "mirrors" of those places on telegram. I saw all sort of things that I will not mention here and that I'd rather had never seen... I was introduced to sick music like Bushpig, Snuffporngore, Butcher’s harem, and other very dark music.

I came to places like:

[Redacted].

Those and other places are on Telegram and are real. In all those months I found a few animal groups compared to the darker ones.

I was in shock when I saw what was in those places. If any of you have been there you will know what I talk about and I don’t mean just about animals.

I saw people so dark that animal cruelty would seem like child’ splay compared to the things they did. I saw people who would self-inflict mutilation and wounds in their own bodies with their own hands and cutting tools. I saw a video of someone who removed his own parts…Artists of flesh as I was told they called themselves. I saw all kind of pics about dark, places, rituals, blood gore death, things that it is best not to look at and music that I wish I had never listened.

I was told if you want to find wonderland, you must go all the way down the rabbit’s hole. They didn’t say that wonderland would brand my soul.

Wonderland should actually be called hell land. I was told many things like “Light blinds your eyes, darkness enlights your mind” I was told many thing that twisted my mind and personality. It was a world of depravity and insanity beyond any conception a normal person can have.

Those places and people had an effect on me; my soul was ripping in half. A part wanted to desperately leave. The other wanted to stay. Was a mix of curiosity/hate for those things but was much more and deeper… I was conflicted with myself. A big internal struggle took place in me day and night. Like two opposing forces. Every time I’d ask about it, they’d say it was normal and that would pass away eventually.

Eventually I told to myself it was just my head playing tricks on me because of what I was seeing and after some time, things like gore, death, and all kind of darkness seemed as normal as looking a a fruit hanging from a tree. It was not like I wanted to do any of that in real life but the shock effect those things once had in my person was now gone. Replaced by just apathy or maybe indifference if that is the right word.

I still had good feelings in me. Still loved animals, I had loyalty to my true friends and the like but my indifference to gore, blood and death increased and indifference became obvious. Also started spending more time away from my good old friends from telegram. The ones I talk about above. They are amazing people!!! I would spend more time alone at times. I was changing. I could notice but I could not find out what it was or how to stop it.

There were several dark groups and channels. Many were public at first but became private/secret some time later. I didn’t go to those places looking for anything specific other than rare pictures and music, but after some months of brainwash my mind had changed. Although I didn’t know it, I had been molded to indifference for what I would find later. I was a wanderer for the most part. A lurker when one day someone posted a video of animal stuff which was different to others I had seen involving humans. It was after someone mentioned the word animal referring to the video that I understood what animal cruelty is. This new topic caught my curiosity as I had seen dark things with humans but never with animals. It was that, what opened Pandora’s Box and led me to my demise.

I was introduced to some people into animal animal some time later. The things they did was not nearly what I had seen done to/with humans and dead bodies. It was just some light and often faked bondage and dildo play. I was told this was cruelty. Only saw pictures of this and mostly pics of legs tied in normal position. Not uncomfortable ones that I could see.

Someone invited me to a group some time later and saw more of the same. I looked the same stuff for months not seeing anything new aside from old pics that were traded by people at times.

One day new people joined. They were Shady people. They posted hard pictures that even I had a hard time looking at. This was more similar to Zapp S’kred than anything else and made me wonder I they came from there. One of them said to know the producer. Unlike everyone else, these people liked gore and cruelty and were secretive. They would only say a few words from time to time. I didn’t like those things even at that point but I was just indifferent.

One day I was asked to produce two videos for them. They said everything they’d like to see. I had fear of what I heard. They said they would reward me with things I could not dream of.

I did as they wanted. It tore me apart, but did it. I cheated on them though and lessened things as much as I could. What I got as reward were nightmares for weeks, constant depression and the inability to talk of this to anyone.

They praised me for what I did, were more than happy in their own words. One day they vanished. Their accounts said DELETED.

Took me a long time to recover. Other gore lovers said that I should not worry about it that it was nothing...

I didn’t do anything dark after that but I did stay telling fake stories in a failed attempt to feel any better. My internal conflict had since increased ever since. But again it was partially stopped by people telling me that it was ok and was nothing. I was living in a world of darkness.

One day everything was discovered. It didn’t matter much until I heard people were very angry to say the least. I didn’t understand why until I saw their comments but even after that, I was still trying to figure out why they were so angry. It took me two days to realize why. I was still looking at things from the angle of the dark people and world where I had been the last months. The moment I looked at things and facts from the angle of normal people was like a veil had been removed from my mind and eyes and I cried alone for days, especially at night because I understood the nature of the things I did.

I regretted for everything and wrote a letter to an old friend. It was too late though. I was beyond salvation. The world hated me and I was a monster, an aberration of nature and all. But at least I was conscious of the things I did. I was free now.

I was told to leave, hide and regroup. I said I’d stay and that I’d leave everything behind. Never again I’d step on the path of darkness and evil. Nothing could change the past but maybe I could have a remote chance to change the future.

I said a to a good old friend that I was grateful to the people who called me a monster and that stood up against me because it was thank to them that I saw my mistakes and I asked him to make my message public for everyone to see.


Many bad people are sent to jail every day, many are locked for years, but how many truly change their minds and regret the bad things they did? I don’t have an answer for that.

I don’t know what the future will bring for me. I don’t know if those who know hold power over me will really give me the opportunity to start a new life rather than burn me to ashes as revenge one me but what I do know is that I have regretted for my past actions and that I credit and thank those who did everything in their power to find me and set me free.



That is how it ended.


My advice: Look not only for the dark animals groups but for the human dark groups also. Those groups make you ready to do worst things you can think of. Those places corrupt your mind and who you are and are like a drug. Once you get in you can’t get out easy.

I know the things I did cannot be undone or forgiven. You have the power to destroy me at any time. I’m just asking for a second chance. I’m no longer a threat nor now or in the future.

Don’t do as I did. Please have mercy for that which mercy did not have.

Good day to you.


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Okay I'm familiar with all of those bands and I still treat animals better than I do people.
 
(All emails confirmed to belong to him, assuming the emails you provided belong to him)
knuddelbock@gmail.com
knuddelbock@gmx.de
knuddelbock@epost.de
knuddelbock@web.de
knuddelbock@lycos.de
knuddelbock@yahoo.de
hoegermeyer@gmx.de
knuddelbock@protonmail.com (paypal)
knuddelbock@hotmail.com (also paypal)
knuddelbock@privatoria.com
DOB: 1984-06-15, could be a random DOB, but it's probably correct.
Name: Jan Högermeyer
Old IP: 85.4.67.37 (Switzerland IP)

Here are his PMs from InkBunny, there may be a couple duplicate PMs as there were quite a few and tbh their messaging system is aids, also if anyone is wondering why the screenshots are modified its because i stripped meta data from them to protect myself :)

Screenshot 15 is the weirdest, recommend reading that one.
https://mega.nz/#F!nzhACSCR!zDaKnxutv3NwS1CGIURZLA
 
Here are his PMs from InkBunny, there may be a couple duplicate PMs as there were quite a few and tbh their messaging system is aids, also if anyone is wondering why the screenshots are modified its because i stripped meta data from them to protect myself :)

Screenshot 15 is the weirdest, recommend reading that one.
https://mega.nz/#F!nzhACSCR!zDaKnxutv3NwS1CGIURZLA
Mind uploading them as images here? Not all of us are gonna download messages from a super sick fuck or are capable of doing so for a variety of reasons. Just upload them here and put them in a spoiler for our sanity and so it doesn’t take up too much space.
 
Mind uploading them as images here? Not all of us are gonna download messages from a super sick fuck or are capable of doing so for a variety of reasons. Just upload them here and put them in a spoiler for our sanity and so it doesn’t take up too much space.

Theres like 60 pics so it wouldn't really be ideal. I can put them on imgur though.

Also mega.co.nz shows previews of the images so you wouldn't have to download them

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tried putting them on imgur but then the page crashed
 
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Theres like 60 pics so it wouldn't really be ideal. I can put them on imgur though.

Also mega.co.nz shows previews of the images so you wouldn't have to download them
I didn’t know that about Mega. My bad. Though it doesn’t like working with mobile and the icons keep cycling and are blurry when using that. I’d use other things if I could, but that’s sadly not an option right now.

I did see that the artist he was talking with was Fuf, who I know for drawing Pokémon babies being fucked while still in the womb. She’ll draw almost anything, but I’ve never seen her do gore. Still, cub rape is enough to be concerned about.
 
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Here are his PMs from InkBunny, there may be a couple duplicate PMs as there were quite a few and tbh their messaging system is aids, also if anyone is wondering why the screenshots are modified its because i stripped meta data from them to protect myself :)

Screenshot 15 is the weirdest, recommend reading that one.
https://mega.nz/#F!nzhACSCR!zDaKnxutv3NwS1CGIURZLA
Am I being dumb or is this someone trying to lead him into some weird shit?
 
more info on

Jan Günther Högermeyer
Rüfistrasse 5 8890
Flums, Switzerland
+41 81 710 18 73

reddit, consistent with the content on his twitter
http://archive.is/GmRK5

patreon, furry stuff
http://archive.is/diPfi

discord - Knuddelbock#1951
battle.net - Knuddelbock#2707

twitch
http://archive.is/336v2

spotify
http://archive.is/I2C1r

xbox live
http://archive.is/fYAvE

icq (404)
http://archive.is/gIwrZ

his steam account says he lives in Sankt Gallen, Switzerland
could refer to the name of the canton or the city
Steam Community TE Knuddelbock.png
here are reviews from a restaurant in switzerland, from someone named Jan Högermeyer
https://www.asiahouse-sargans.ch/review
https://www.takeaway.com/ch/bewertungen-asiahouse/1

I also found someone named Jan Högermeyer from a town called Flums, in the canton of Sankt Gallen
https://nuwber.ch/person/444615
https://flums.swiss-data-history.co...rmeyer-Flums-CH-8890-Ruefistrasse-5-04C6-7D80

the restaurant is in Sargans, also a town in Sankt Gallen, in fact its down the road from the Flums address

directions.png
facebook
http://archive.is/PJNXA
completely empty, but does use the same nickname from twitter and steam, and confirms name in URL

i've tried using this website to get more info but I can't get any results using the name, address or number

https://tel.search.ch/

EDIT: removed other facebook link, have since found real account
 
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more info on

Jan Günther Högermeyer
Rüfistrasse 5 8890
Flums
+41 81 710 18 73


his steam says he lives in Sankt Gallen, Switzerland
could refer to the name of the canton or the city
View attachment 600624
his reddit, consistent with the content on his twitter
https://www.reddit.com/user/knuddelbock
http://archive.is/GmRK5

his patreon, furry stuff
https://www.patreon.com/Knuddelbock
http://archive.is/diPfi
didnt archive properly


here are reviews from a restaurant in switzerland, from someone named Jan Högermeyer
https://www.asiahouse-sargans.ch/review
https://www.takeaway.com/ch/bewertungen-asiahouse/1

I found someone from a town called Flums, in the canton of Sankt Gallen
https://nuwber.ch/person/444615

and the restaurant is in Sargans, also a town in Sankt Gallen, in fact its down the road from the Flums address

View attachment 600626

another website with this information
https://flums.swiss-data-history.co...rmeyer-Flums-CH-8890-Ruefistrasse-5-04C6-7D80


https://www.facebook.com/people/Jan-Hogermeyer/100001631850557

a facebook? it just 404s
i got it from
http://www.yasni.de/jan+högermeyer/person+information?sh


i've tried using this website to get more info but I can't get any results using the name, address or number

https://tel.search.ch/

Stole some shit from his bit.ly account, lemme format it.

Jan 5
https://sc03.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1igLx...-b-Bartender-b-font-font-b-Uniform-b-font.jpg
bit.ly/2qqc2Jo
2

Jan 3
http://www.pferdeanzeiger.at/fm/142/Belgisches Kaltblut_Trab_Lauf_Weide_Grün_Wald_Schimmel_Arbeitstier_Arbeitspferd_1018772_l.jpg
bit.ly/2lPtcdT
2

Aug 14, 2017
Sara - Google Photos
bit.ly/2wWlrH3
0

Aug 13, 2017
JayJay - Google Photos
bit.ly/JayJayGoat
0

Aug 13, 2017
Sara - Google Photos
bit.ly/SaraGoatOLD
168

Oct 15, 2015
https://goo.gl/photos/dc6jEUVqsrstoyVX8
bit.ly/FlareFamily
5

Oct 14, 2015
Higres plz ^^
bit.ly/1LkJUGj
1

Oct 12, 2015
https://goo.gl/photos/WQgZoBHGmeyi2Z6W8
bit.ly/1L7Z43Q
1

Oct 11, 2015
https://goo.gl/photos/mPFvCLHWD3GEvLji9
bit.ly/1FYBLL7
2

Oct 5, 2015
Meeting the family (continuation)
bit.ly/1Ld49cg
5

Sep 30, 2015
Tech Gian Cover Illustration PVC Figure - Okuyama Kie 1/5.5 - Archonia.com
bit.ly/1FDh3Ac
3

Apr 12, 2015
Box | Simple Online Collaboration: Online File Storage, FTP Replacement, Team Workspaces
bit.ly/1CKrhWY
2

Apr 11, 2015
Maaah-d Max - Google Docs
bit.ly/1Nr7Lu6
11

Apr 10, 2015
Training young goat by Knuddelbock < Submission | Inkbunny, the Furry Art Community
bit.ly/1GxBfSM
4

Apr 10, 2015
https://inkbunny.net/submissionsvie...ype=13&sale=&random=no&orderby=&user_id=15517
bit.ly/1yj5BpA
6

Apr 1, 2015
http://d.facdn.net/art/kubwa/1378447751/1378447751.kubwa_[kazat]_commission013_kubwa2_no_mane_s.jpg
bit.ly/1MAZNOs
0

Apr 1, 2015
1426732243.dicelion_dragoncomic.png - File Shared from Box
bit.ly/1ajvaMK
1

Apr 1, 2015
1427673363.sakitastar_insert-fox-here.png - File Shared from Box
bit.ly/1G5h9iI
3

May 21, 2014
Bartperle Widder - Wikinger Perle
bit.ly/1gOc3wg
3

May 21, 2014
Bartperle und Lockenperle Widder, Silber 925, 19,90 €, Druidenma
bit.ly/1gOby5m
4

May 13, 2014
Writing Journals, Blank Books - Paperblanks
bit.ly/QEcDjc
0

May 13, 2014
Touch Marker Shop » Touch Twin Marker 36er Set
bit.ly/1hJq0WA
0

May 13, 2014
Jot Touch 4 Pressure Sensitive Stylus for iPad
bit.ly/1jCBRuh
0

May 11, 2014
http://www.kuchenkult.de/wordpress/...raschung-tipp-blumen-strauss-mann-570x427.jpg
bit.ly/1mLROBD
1

May 11, 2014
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikiped....jpg/800px-Afrikanischer_Strauss_Portrait.jpg
bit.ly/1oiwW4t
1

Jan 3, 2014
http://www.wascosa.ch/upload/wascosa_technischer_sachbearbeiter_operations_neu.pdf
bit.ly/1dZyfwC
4

Oct 30, 2013
Dropbox - doofes_android.txt
bit.ly/17s40R2
4

Sep 22, 2013
TrueCrypt - Tutorial 3/5
bit.ly/14w6vOn
2

Apr 7, 2013
e621 balls bottomless canine crossdressing cub cum cumshot erection girly hands-free izzanglan male open mouth orgasm penis solo tongue tongue out young
bit.ly/143xulU
2

Apr 7, 2013
e621 abs balls biceps blush body markings breath claws clothing cum cum on balls cum on penis cumshot erection feline inside looking at viewer looking down male markings muscles nude orgasm pawpads pecs penis pubes shorts solo stripes tiger topless vein white claws wolf leaves
bit.ly/Zgz8rz
1

Mar 20, 2013
http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/043/8/d/realistic_tmnt_hand_by_rain_o_cleary-d39dypa.png
bit.ly/ZcJEQo
3

Mar 19, 2013
http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2305/2495028541_0f6808c82b_b.jpg
bit.ly/WTXWev
3

Mar 16, 2013
http://www.pferde-rassen.de/bilder/m/MurakoeserPferd.jpg
bit.ly/WqdWnf
2

Mar 16, 2013
http://www.swissmilk.ch/uploads/pic...eausbeute_groesser_schweizer_rinderrassen.jpg
bit.ly/ZIHk4H
 
this brainboy guy is very sus
Nobody should trust someone that signed up to Kiwi Farms to say "regular zoofurries aren't bad!"

I'm genuinely surprised he didn't get a threadban.

Unrelated edit, the chatlogs about the YCH made me actually fucking cringe. This is... so bizarre for whats supposed to be a semi professional exchange. Jellybeans????
 
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