Drinking Blood

I found myself doing the most foolish thing the other night. I was so thirsty and all I could think of was a beautiful chalice of blood. Blood being, of course, a difficult beverage to get my hands on, I instead went to the sink within this university dorm room, turned the water on warm and closed my eyes, imagining that the warm water was instead the still-warm blood of some slain victim. That was the most delicious dorm water ever.
It reminds me of how sometimes I imagine that I am eating the cooked flesh of another human being when I eat pork.
I am told that the two taste very similar.
How I would so like to try one day... just a bit. Just a taste...

Yong Shi

I came across a young Chinese woman who had the remarkable power to repel my darkness today. She was so shy, so sweet, and so pure. I could not imagine harming her. She reminded me of my dear mother and of my sisters.
One would think that this would give me hope for human beings and make me want to give them a second chance...
In a sense they would be right. I do have hope for them. I will give them a second chance. Perhaps with enough torture and training I can get them to behave in a similar manner. Then they would be tolerable, perhaps. At the very least, it would make for an interesting project. Their is a problem with my plan, however, I would forever hold it against them that I had to torture them to make them be so tolerable when this one beautiful Chinese woman was not only tolerable, but a joy to be around and I had to do nothing to get her to be that way.

Come, my victims

Hello and welcome. I, the wonderful Mabd, have awaken from a slumber that has been long and harsh upon me. I have been held back by one who views me as too "dangerous". As if the world itself were not a danger. As if human beings were not a danger to all. I merely seek to make a balance in nature. Hahaha. And if I enjoy making that balance be reached, is that such a crime? And if I play cruel games with a few mindless animals, who could judge me? Haven't you ever caught ants on fire with a magnifying glass? It's the same thing when you get down to it. They are mindless creatures. It doesn't matter that they happen to be of the same species as me. Their actions prove that they live only in a stimuli-response manner. So if you are ready to hear plans dripping with darkness or tales of oh how I would kill this person, then congratulations, you've come to the right profile. When I get the urge to kill, I will tell you all about it in as much detail as possible. Hahahahaha.