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Euronymous had it coming. Anyway, Varg was only really a danger to that one guy he already killed, well, okay, and some churches, so him getting out doesn't bug me. Also he's a great lolcow. A serial killer is almost always going to reoffend by definition, though, and is a danger to society at large.For some reason European countries like France and Norway have a habit of letting 1st-degree murderers out after a few years in the pen (which explains how Varg is a free man) so Nico Claux, in addition to writing a "cannibal cookbook", has a YouTube channel where he talks about his experiences (like that one Japanese killer idealized by people in groups like Cannibal Cafe) as well as deep-dives into theistic Satanism (because of course he fucking does).
Maybe he's targeting the wrong sort of alcoholics. Wouldn't someone who, say, only drinks a glass of wine or sherry at their meals be a choice target for the same reason people marinate meat in wine? Or someone who drinks a lot of beer be like beer-battered fish (if you fry their meat) or maybe like all the marinades you put Guinness or similar beers in?The even more disturbing part was how he goes on a diatribe about how aspiring cannibals should, quote, "specifically target "straight edge" people because the alcohol and tobacco ruins the flavor and is a poison"- so I guess Ethan Ralph and other pill-popping lolcows are off the menu.
For added fun, have the cannibals operate a rehab cult, sort of like Synanon except they eat you after getting you cleaned up.I will say that cannibals picking up sXe fags at punk shows to kill and eat is an absolutely hilarious mental image. This should totally be a Z-movie.
Don't be a cock tease, tell us.
I learned my lesson from the last power level, autism essay I made. For the convenience of everyone, I have spoiled the entire tl;dr, maddening rant. For the sake of mutual sanity.
I suppose we will begin from here. I will do my best to avoid too much power leveling and TMI, while also making this more of an examination of a very uncommon phenomenon framed through my experience. Rather than some gay blog about myself. Certain details will be omitted for obvious reasons and this was legitimately over a decade ago, so don't expect too much "proof". In other words, the source is: just believe me bro
I was barely able to communicate in english at the time, given I was 12 and it was far from my first language. I, however, had a substantial ear for it due to my exposure to American and Western European media. Regardless, I found myself frequenting one of the earliest sorts of social media. Newgrounds and deviantart. I don't need to further explain why these sites are bastion of absolute, nightmarish hell and degeneracy.
Art social media sites especially are some of the most morally barren and existed in a realm of complete anarchy. It is hard to imagine it for a lot of newcomers and younger internet people, but there was a time where Kiwifarms-tier freedom of speech was the norm. Deviantart had everything from open pedophiles to actual Eastern European national socialists, involved in paramilitary groups and other niche, fringe-organizations. All while being cringe as fuck and partaking in a variety of different fandoms and communities.
I was not an artistic or particularly interesting person myself. It was very clear I was not the age I claimed to be (claimed to be 14 at the time) and my moniker was absolutely absurd. People knew me as a young kid with a bit of eccentric interests. Growing up, I had a considerable appreciation for the genre of horror. Ironic, given that in my country of birth, the genre was probably more popular on the surface of Mars. Either way, that ostracization in terms of interests pushed me into a strange community.
Nowadays, it is fairly normal to think about how many vanilla milque-toast white girls are into serial killers like Ted Bundy or the Columbine Shooters. But I had a particular interest in some truly obscure topics.
For the sake of my own sanity, I am going to copy-paste something from a convo with another person. It just so happened, that I discussed this briefly in private with another KF user and they happened to direct me to this very thread.
I especially was transfixed with serial killers who operated during the time of the USSR. At a time where Soviet authorities did not consider serial killers to be a possibility, because it was deemed an "exclusively American phenomenon"
I met a relatively vanilla girl (seemingly) from Northern Europe online. I had no idea at the time, but it was clear she was on the autism spectrum to a certain degree. She wasn't so much non-binary or truly androgynous, as she was this just almost transhumanist non-entity. She reminded me of Marilyn Manson on one of his album covers, I believe it was Mechanical Animals? Alien, flat. Strange. And just deeper than typical goth stuff went.
Either way, I should note this woman was 21 and was very aware I was 13 and she had developed a fetish for cannibalism. Thanks to the Rammstein song Mein Teil and the events that inspired it. And for a long time, I unknowingly enthralled her interest in the topic of being eaten. Years later, Rammstein had another album that was very much so affixated with similar cannibalistic themes on its covers and other songs.
It is amusing to think that I was being groomed online by this woman, who was completely indifferent to my own preferences and autonomy. But she insisted that one day, I'd eat her. I think she was also heavily fascinated with a character from Return of the Living Dead. Where a goth-punk girl dances naked on tombstones and previous laments about her erotic fascination with being torn apart and eaten.
Odd, so odd. Of course, I didn't realize this was a strictly SEXUAL thing until I was around 14 or 15. While I do find the sexual aspects of cannibalism in crimes to be an interesting study, I could never understand the need to be consumed or to consume others on a personal level. I think this experience was one that made me very wary of people online and I am sure my family would have killed me to know I was having such conversations when I was just but a child.
I think they were more concerned with me being catfished, than anything, ironically. Than potentially honey-dicked into eating someone or being eaten by some Baba Yaga bitch online. Either way, the woman was real and I saw ALL of her. But my juvenile brain was just like "ok idc" most of the time. I was far more preoccupied with this website called youtube and watching Angry Video Game Nerd and Spoonyone, etc etc.
To go a bit further on this topic, the person mentioned some three things that I wanted to talk about with some more focus.
1.) She was apparently apart of a considerably sized organization of people that wanted to practice the 'ethical' consumption of human meat. I am unsure this is true, as it was absolutely absurd. Even back then, I was able to determine that it was likely exaggerated. She also had an unhealthy appreciation for Kubrick's Eyes Wide Shut and she often wrote stories about secret communities and the like, who all engaged in intense sexual cannibalism that was also fueled by clinical vampirism.
2.) Oh yeah, she was apparently into clinical vampirism as a study. She would talk often about "real cases" of vampirism and while she did not speculate there was anything truly paranormal about it, she did assert the notion that it was "normal" for humans to desire the consumption of one another. Whether it be blood or flesh. Imagine telling this to a 13 year old, that it is entirely normal to imagine being a zombie or being eaten by zombies in a sexual nature. Truly absurd and while it should have been frightening, I honestly thought that it was some sort of just horror-role play or something.
3.) How it ended. It began with a simple acquaintance letting me be aware of her art. She had drawn a portrait of a certain serial killer named [REDACTED] that was very popular on the site. She had a chatroom on the site, called "cannibalcafe" I am pretty sure. Either that or she named our notes that. Either way, it was a reference to a very infamous site where people partook in "consensual" cannibal-murder-suicide fantasies.
You think that when I started to understand the ramifications of associating with such lulcowzy people - that would be the moment I broke contact. But it was actually around the time I turned 15 and had expressed a keen interest in investing in a more normal life, that she broke contact with me. Primarily because I was getting "too old" for her. She had a pedophilic/hebephilic interest in me and she primarily had this concept that I'd only be 'delicious' if I was consumed at a young age. Whereas she believed she 'deserved' to be cannibalized by someone who would 'grow substantially' from the experience.
While she did not hold many quasi-religious beliefs or absurd dogma, she did have this idea that there was a terrible power in the consuming of another person. She considered it the ultimate act of dominance. For her, it was the ultimate BDSM relationship fulfilment. She spent years sculpting me into someone to be murdered or to murder her. She had trouble deciding on which.
Either way, she saw it entirely in a sexual context. But her wording or perhaps, my comprehension of them, made it practically impossible for me to understand. There was always this esoteric language involved that was devoid of any overt, intelligible meaning related to any dogma I was familiar with. It was all "fulfillment", "Becoming one", "full containment", "full acceptance", "full denial". The very thing that Jeffrey Dahmer imagined when eating his victims and "carrying a part of them inside".
Her and several other cannibals, I imagine, view it in an almost Daoistic way of cultivation. To consume another person is an ultimate form of transfiguration for the victim. Ergo, they saw it as this transforming gift of immortality. Like a terrorist believing that, by killing in the name of god, his mercy would be delivered among the wicked killed.
All in all, I was able to deduce that this woman had used me as a sex toy. An emotional tampon for her deep rooted illness and psychosexual desires. Ironically, the experience was so *odd* (I was hardly traumatized, I just find it funny as fuck now I went along with it for as long as I did rather unknowingly) that it put me on a straight and narrow path of absolutely avoiding any and all social media, as much as I could afford to, at least.
In the end, she saw the consumed as the ultimate sub and the consumer to be ultimate dom. I unknowingly played into it, asking her probing questions as to why she had the desire to eat or be eaten - only to receive strictly primal responses. I was mostly just enthralled with her openness with me, how she made this dark secret "our" dark secret. And how she appealed to my own youthful sexual exploration. She wore boots for me, dressed in clothes I liked, performed for me on yahoo messenger video chat - which was beyond medieval and low quality. She demanded so much of my attention and when I grew out of it, as if I was simply hypnotized into being apathetic at the sight of her tits and her happy valley, because I had seen them so many times - she resented me.
I think she wanted me to see her as a surrogate mother, to see me as the surrogate sister. As someone who could raise me to be "my best potential" and be the ideal partner for and vice versa. To this day, there is an impact on my psychological make up. My preferences have been somewhat altered by her intrusive existence in my life. Involuntarily, I've dreamt of her, thought about her, remembered good times, bad times.
Was she a pretty woman? Perhaps unconventionally. I mentioned she looked like Marilyn Manson but I meant that in the alien-body album cover notion, initially. Face wise, she reminded me a lot of I think it was... Misty? From the Esoterica shop in 2077? Only she wore her hair much more straight. That character actually gave me some major backlash when she appeared in the game, because it was a very consistent reminder of someone who had carved a bit of my innocence away.
Honestly, I am not too bothered about it as much as I am just entirely embarrassed. But considering I was 12 and 13 during 90% of it, I don't think I can be held responsible for having an adult wrap me around their finger a bit. Especially on an unmonitored, predator laden website on a far more anarchy-ran internet at the time.
Writing this has brought forth a single emotion, long buried: a shameful, guilty violation. Knowing that this person once had my address and was sending me holiday cards. That my parents were aware of her, but were under the impression she was my age.
"Don't tell people how old I really am, haha", She'd always say. "Otherwise... I'll eat you."
0/10, fuck you emma, your tits were flat as fuck and you had the ass of a deflated bike tire. You didn't really ruin my life, but I was trying to play System Shock 2 after I downloaded it from fucking LIMEWIRE of all things and you were hitting the buzzer on yahoo messenger, trying to get me to listen to some German industrial song that sounded like a squirrel getting raped with a ziptie.
Fight me irl, fox only, no items, final destination.
I'm sorry to say, but like most things, I have learned absolutely nothing from recounting the experience. Other than that it was strange and avoidable on my part. That being said, I am glad you enjoyed the read for what it was.I hope it's been somewhat therapeutic, looking back at it and recounting it in fair detail like you have.
That is probably, by and large, the biggest take away I was able to make from writing this up, honestly. A lot of deviances come from power. And as you mention later, regarding Germans and what not - Germans and Northern Europeans have always had extremely liberal views of sex. And for many people, I think they cling to a sense of power and liberation by being able to choose and seek out odd things.Your observation about the fetish being a D/s dynamic taken to the extreme is really insightful, I honestly wouldn't have thought of it myself.
This isn't specifically cannibal related, but it is interesting nonetheless.
Shannon Laratt, ex publisher of BMEzine and creator of the pain olympics video, has admitted to running a website where killers like Amin Meiwes could meet their victims. It was called EroticDeath.com. In 2011, the original had died and become a secret section of the BME website. I have no idea if it still exists.
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Some parts of eroticdeath.com are archived on the wayback machine. Most of the good stuff was already taken down due to legal issues by the time archiving had begun.
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The most interesting thing I found is this interview with a man named Darius who had a fixation on getting crucified:
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Tbh he looks like the kinda guy who would eat someone.
I'm just mostly concerned if anyone of those forms has had the chance yet? As well as if anyone one of them would eat the brain. Eating a human brain litteraly kills your nerves and you slowly due to a protein being present or something like that.
The fact that this is 1. clearly some sort of fetish and 2. involves a child is fucking disgusting. Not to mention using someone else's pictures for your sick fantasies.
Holy heck! It's him!!!“Shall I cut you in half, my darling?”