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And it's already up on my substar TODAY!\n(You'll have to wait until next week otherwise :P )\n\nCameos: \nIaisa / Phantom_Stripe\nGentleGarrot, Doegital\nBespokeGoat\nHighKickKiller\nZo3H3art\n\n- - - - -\n\nA massive thank you to my top tier subscribers:\nSedyna | [fa]jafferroshak[/fa] | RoleplayCentral | [fa]Tierr[/fa] | [fa]akinkyyfox[/fa]\n\nIf you would like early access to my stories, weekly previews and updates, access to my private discord, chance to have your character become part of the lore, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my [url=https://subscribestar.adult/xp_author]SubscribeStar[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Here it is, the penultimate chapter in the Killer of Killer's series! And MJ's about to get involved in more than just the comments section. The border collie mommy gets picked up just as she's about to get herself a cute rabbit. This time, we get to meet the killer, their name and face revealed, and follow the process of... preparing someone. After a bit of talking, of course. What good is being a vigilante if you don't talk to the people you're trying to make a point to?

Yeah, can't say much more here without just saying the whole plot, so just go read it!
Gratz to anyone who predicted who the killer was before this!
So far, 5 people have guessed correctly. I'll be adding the first chapter to the pool, too.

One more chapter to go! And it's already up on my substar TODAY!
(You'll have to wait until next week otherwise :P )

Cameos:
Iaisa / Phantom_Stripe
GentleGarrot, Doegital
BespokeGoat
HighKickKiller
Zo3H3art

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A massive thank you to my top tier subscribers:
Sedyna | \n\t\t\t\t\tjafferroshak | RoleplayCentral | \n\t\t\t\t\tTierr | \n\t\t\t\t\takinkyyfox

If you would like early access to my stories, weekly previews and updates, access to my private discord, chance to have your character become part of the lore, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my SubscribeStar", "writing": "\n[center][b]MJ's Bad Day[/b][/center]\n[center]By XP Author[/center]\n\nThe young rabbit kicked and flailed against the bench, his hands scrambling at his throat in desperation. His mouth was open wide as he tried to scream, but only a kind of croak came from him as the wire crushed his throat. His eyes were wide and bloodshot, darting around wildly for some kind of help, but not seeing anything. He never saw whoever it was behind him, but he heard her voice. MJ smiled as she tugged on the wire to keep him trapped against the bench. \"Shhh, it'll all be over in a minute.\" Her voice was soft and soothing, despite how hard she was pulling.\n\nThe 35 year old border collie had seen him sitting there at the bus stop, and decided he was really cute. Kind of a girly boy, looked about 19 or 20. It had been a little while since she had gone after a cute boy. She had actually been shopping, a bag of groceries sitting on the ground beside her feet while she strangled the guy. Cooking ingredients for her daughter, Sarah Jane. The rabbit would soon be another ingredient. After she had her fun with him, of course. She was only going to strangle him unto unconsciousness, then carry him home, playing that he was passed out drunk. It was her usual cover, and it always worked. The regular bus drivers knew what was up, but one was a member of D-Gen, and the other just didn't give a shit. A veteran, if MJ remembered right, so as long as it didn't directly involve him, he didn't care.\n\nThe rabbit's struggles soon started to die down as his oxygen-starved brain slowly shut down. She held the wire until she saw his hands fall away limp, thumping against the bench seat. Only then did she finally pull the wire away from his throat. He instinctively took a deep breath, but also slumped over like a dropped doll. She stuffed the wire into her pocket again, smiling down at him. \"There you go. Have a nice rest. When you wake up, I promise we'll have some good fun. Well, I will, at least.\" She chuckled. Even if he was gay, playing with a man's cock would get it nice and hard, and she'd ride him for a while before finally snuffing him out.\n\nShe was just about to reach down and grab her groceries when she heard something behind her. Heavy footsteps at a fast pace. Someone was running, and in her direction. \"Shit.\" She stood, expecting to see a cop or something running up on her. She only barely got a glance at whoever it was before something was suddenly sprayed in her face. At first, she thought it might have been mace, or spray paint. It burned at her eyes, nose and throat badly. \"AH! FUCK!\" She recoiled away, but was almost instantly lightheaded from whatever the stuff sprayed in her face was, making her cough and gasp. Her throat burned worse and worse as she tried to gasp, but whatever the chemicals were made it hard to breathe... and harder to think. The world spun as she tried to look at whoever had done it, but her vision was blurry, both from her watery, stinging eyes, and from the dizziness.\n\nHer legs gave out a moment later, and she slumped to the ground, foot kicking the bag of her groceries and sending vegetables tumbling across the sidewalk. Her struggling lasted barely a minute before she finally succumbed to unconsciousness. Her assailant watched the whole thing silently. They stood just out of reach while she was struggling, to keep from being grabbed. It also left them out of the light from the bus stop, in the shadows of the darker parts of the sidewalk. Their baggy, black hoodie and black pants also helped keep them hidden. Though their face was still visible. Or more, what covered their face. A full mask, made from the skull of a jackal, covered all of their features. They even had red-tinted lenses to keep their eyes covered.\n\nTilting their head as MJ finally passed out, they chuckled. \"Fishing for guppies and caught a marlin.\" Their voice was gravely and hoarse, further augmented by something in the mask to add a distortion to it. They looked at the rabbit on the bench then. Reaching over, they pressed a gloved finger against the man's throat. Though they didn't need to feel for the pulse, as he was still breathing in short, shallow gasps, even while unconscious. \"You'll be fine.\" He was already unconscious when they attacked MJ, so wouldn't be a witness. That was good. The idea of harming an innocent just for cover was... the complete opposite of what they were trying to do. The message they were sending to these disgusting murderers and rapists of D-Gen. And MJ would be the newest message. Number 8 so far. At least, once she was... prepared.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nMJ groaned as her consciousness floated back to the surface. Though her head still ached and throbbed, and the rest of her body felt numb. Everything felt off. As her awareness came back, she connected why. She was hanging upside down. A pair of thick cuffs were bound around her ankles tight, some kind of bar keeping her legs parted but locked in place. As she tried to move, she felt herself wobbling, a chain rattling above her, probably what she was dangling from. Another pair of thick cuffs were on her wrists, each attached to something on the floor, effectively keeping her spread eagle... just upside down.\n\nShe was also completely naked, though that didn't surprise her. Black fur with a white underbelly was left exposed, along with her hefty set of breasts, which hung down uncomfortably. Her tail was unrestrained, but there wasn't much that could do but thrash about uselessly. What did surprise her was her surroundings. As she opened her eyes, her blurry vision saw... not a whole lot. Blue tiles covered the walls and floor of the small, but well lit room. Looking up, she saw two short rows of florescent lights... or those long LED versions, since they didn't buzz or hum at all. The ceiling was bare, a few lines of steel beams exposed. The chain attached to the bar between her ankles was itself attached to a heavy hook high above. Looking back down, she saw a large grated drain under her. She was reminded of a meat locker... or a shower room. Looking around, she saw a few tiny holes in one wall, evenly spaced, and covered by some kind of plastic cap. Definitely an old shower room.\n\nAs she was looking, she felt her throat itch... from the inside. Her nose still tingled uncomfortably, as well, and her eyes were watering constantly. Whatever chemicals had been sprayed into her face still burned at her a little, but she resisted the urge to cough. It did almost completely block her sense of smell, though, which was very awkward for her. As a canine, especially a border collie, she had a pretty keen sense of smell, so suddenly having it denied to her was disconcerting. She tried to focus her attention on the rest of the room. Managing to get her self to turn the other way, she saw a short hall... or entry way? It was darker than the rest of the room, with a heavy metal door.\n\nAnd there was someone standing right in front of the door. \"Finally awake.\" It was said as a statement. The voice was the same hoarse, rough, slightly augmented one from the bus stop. Though MJ had not been conscious to hear it. The owner of the voice stood there, observing. And they were also naked. MJ could not fully make out what species they were. Some kind of rodent, maybe. Or a hybrid. The tail was really short, barely a foot long. When the person took a single step forward, she got a slightly better look.\n\nThey were short, just shorter than average. Thin, but with notable tone all over. The fur covering their body was such a dark brown it might as well be black. There were several scars along both legs, but more along the left thigh. Their belly also had several scars, but they were neat and precise. Surgical scars. A few more along their left arm. She saw nothing hanging between the person's legs, but there were no breasts on the chest, either. Maybe trans, or a c-boy? Would explain the surgical scars.\n\nMJ could not see their face, though. They wore a mask... of a sort. More like they were wearing someone else's skull. It completely covered their face, including their eyes, blocked by some red lenses. \"W-who... are you?\" She asked, only to fail to stifle a cough as her throat itched even worse from speaking.\n\n\"You people always ask that.\" The person stepped forward more, crouching down. \"It's funny. You D-Gen assholes only care to know who I am now that I'm hurting you back.\"\n\nHurting back? \"I hurt you?\" It was possible, but she didn't remember any targets getting away. None that fit their description anyway, and not for over ten years.\n\n\"Not directly, no. But your site has. Your culture of rape and murder has. Your promotion of violence against innocent men and women.\" They tilted their head a little. \"I'm the retribution for all of the people you and your disgusting cult of debauchery have killed. For all the lives you have ended or ruined.\"\n\nMJ grunted. \"So you going to tell me your name, or preach me to death?\"\n\nThe person chuckled. \"Sure. I'll tell you.\" They reached up, pressing something just behind where their ears would be. The skull mask made a click, and the back opened by a secret hinge. They pulled the mask off, revealing the face of a female rat. Their black hair spilled down their back, ending just below their shoulders. When they looked right into MJ's eyes, she could see the left was a dark blue, the right a much milkier, unnatural shade. There was a scar just under the right eye where no fur grew. MJ figured it must have been damaged, and wondered if this person was blind in that eye. \"My name is Daphne. But you might know me by my forum name. Geomoore.\" MJ recognized the name. Someone who had commented on every one of the posts about the killer hunting D-Gen members. The dog suddenly started to laugh, which made Daphne frown. \"What's so funny?\"\n\n\"You are!\" Her laughter became a short fit of coughing. \"Survived an attack by a member, yeah? Now you're all pissed and want revenge? But you hang around and look at everyone reacting to your kills.\" She chuckled again. \"You can't help but love how people look at your trophies. Just like any serial killer! You're no better than the rest of us! I bet you even get off on it!\"\n\n\"[i][b]I DO NOT GET OFF TO-[/b][/i]\" Daphne tensed up after the outburst, taking a moment to compose herself again. \"Unlike all of you sick fuckers, I don't hurt innocent people. And I don't get off to killing you.\" She stood up straight, almost as if presenting the scarred lips of her vagina to the woman. \"I can't get off to anything anymore, thanks to that asshole.\" She turned around, walking back to the darkened doorway. MJ got a look at the short tail. Or more, shortened tail, the tip ending in a mass of scars from an amputation.\n\n\"So that's it? Some fuck up raped you, roughed you up, and let you get away, and now you're taking it out on everyone else?\" MJ scoffed. \"You know this won't end with you taking down the whole site or something, right? I know you haven't tried to expose it, or you would have been silenced already. Or are you so delusional that you think you can single-handedly kill every murderer and rapist in the world? Grow up, you flat-chested cunt! This isn't a comic book!\"\n\n\"No, I don't think anything like that.\" She crouched down, picking something up off of the floor. \"But I'll take as many of you people out of this world as I can.\" Daphne turned around, showing what she picked up was a machete. \"And who knows? Maybe I'll inspire a bunch of new people to start doing the same.\"\n\nMJ's eyes fixed on the blade, but she just frowned. \"You're not going to change the world, you stupid bint. You won't even be a footnote.\"\n\nDaphne shrugged. \"And you'll be even less remembered. Just another sick dog who had to be put down.\" She stepped closer, gripping the handle tight. \"You going to start begging for your life? Or begging to be killed? I've seen both from your kind.\" MJ just frowned at the woman. \"Going for stoic silence? That's fine.\" The rat smiled. \"I don't need you to enjoy it. By the way. I took your daughter's advice and got a bigger knife. Let's see if her advice helps me end your worthless life better than the old one.\"\n\n\"Fuck y-\" MJ's words ended as the blade was swung, hitting her in the neck and sinking in deep. The machete definitely worked better than the old knife. Blood erupted from the wound, spraying outward and splashing out onto the floor. Her mouth opened, but all that came out was more blood. The blade was brought around again, striking deep once more, hitting the bone this time. The canine's body started to thrash and flail in the restraints, the chains binding her clattering and rattling, echoing off of the tiles around her. A third strike, and with it, a loud crunching crack as the bones were broken, and she lost all feeling.\n\nDaphne grabbed MJ's muzzle, clamping it shut and tilting the head to the side so she could saw through the rest of her neck. After a moment, the head fell the rest of the way to the floor with a thud. MJ felt all of it, and the tears in her eyes. She was not afraid of dying, she knew she would go out violently. Her tears were not for herself. Her last thoughts were of her daughter, Sarah Jane. She knew her little girl would be so sad when she was found. It was going to destroy the poor girl. She hoped Sarah's girlfriend, Gabby, could keep her spirits up. They were good together. She only wished she'd told her daughter she loved her more often...\n\nThe rat watched as the light faded from MJ's teary eyes, then turned her attention to the rest of her. The collie's body was thrashing about in the restraints, blood pouring from the severed neck. Most of it flowed right down into the drain she was strategically placed over. Daphne looked up, wondering if the dog was one of the ones that came as she died. She smirked, seeing the dog's cunt distinctly lacking arousal. \"Didn't enjoy it, huh? Good.\" As open to dying as these D-Gen fuckers said they were, only one, the rabbit VeraNicegirl, had an orgasm when she sliced through their neck. Most just pissed themselves, and two had shit themselves. Thankfully, MJ didn't do any of that, either. Though there was probably some bile leaking out of the severed throat as well. Hanging upside down made everything drain that much faster, even the stomach.\n\nShe didn't bother checking. She had other things to do. She stepped closer, grabbing one of the hefty tits bouncing and flopping all over the place. \"Won't lie, a little jealous of these things.\" She had almost no breasts of her own, and had often been mistaken for a man because of that. It was even worse now, with her voice being deeper and more gravely from the damage done to it all those years ago. She brought the blade up against the base of the tit and started to cut, slicing through the woman's fur and deep into the fatty tissue. The blade carved through the muscle and skin, until the whole thing fell away into her hand. She dropped it right beside the severed head and moved to the other breast, removing it as well.\n\nAt this point, MJ's body had stopped thrashing, and barely twitched anymore. Daphne stood back up, looking up a little. She placed a hand against the canine's leg, bringing the machete up, only stabbed it straight down into MJ's cunt, slicing the tunnel and deep through the flesh. She then trailed the blade down, slicing over the pelvis, then opening a long cut all the way down her front, opening her belly in one, long slice. Her intestines spilled free of the new gaping wound, several organs falling out onto the floor in a bloody mess of gore and offal. She reached into the opened cavity and started yanking things out. The loops of intestines were torn free, along with the woman's stomach and liver. The kidneys were pulled free easily, as well. She gripped the canine's uterus, which had been cut open from the stab into her pussy, and with a hard tug, tore it completely out of her, ovaries and all. She knelt down and stuffed that into MJ's mouth to be dealt with later. \"Hold on to that for me.\"\n\nShe reached into the open cavity again, reaching down past the ribs. Her hand slid against the deflated lungs, and she finally wrapped her fingers around the woman's heart. It took a bit more tugging, but with a ripping sound and a fresh splash of blood drooling out of the neck, she managed to tear it free. She looked at it as it sat in her hand, still and dead. She took several deep breaths, her nose filled with the scent of blood and spilled guts. A sudden rage filled her, fury claiming her reason. With a scream of pure hate, she turned and threw the heart as hard as she could, channeling all of her anger into the one motion. The bloody organ struck the wall with a splat, leaving a splash of blood as it bounced off, only to plop onto the ground again, slightly flattened from the impact.\n\nDaphne panted from the sudden fury, though it left her just as quickly as it had taken her. She had done this to many of the hearts she had ripped out. At least this time she didn't feel like stomping on it, too. With the anger sated, she went back to her work. She he had to deal with the much more arduous task of limbs now. First was the tail, easily cut off at the base and tossed to the side. She learned it was easier to start with the arms, not the legs. She pressed the machete against MJ's armpit and started to saw the blade back and forth until she hit bone. Then she just started to chop, cracking the humerus instead of pulling it from the socket. After a few minutes of work, the arm fell to the floor with a thump, and she moved to do the same to the other arm.\n\nThe legs were a lot more work. She had to cut through the thighs from both sides, all around the bone. MJ's thighs were pretty meaty, too. Not fatty, but pretty solid muscle. MJ was the oldest of the killers she had gotten so far, in her late 30's, around Daphne's age. The canine had kept in shape. Eventually, Daphne hacked enough that the left femur cracked, and suddenly MJ was dangling by her one remaining leg. This was always the hardest part, but she found it was easier to do it with them hanging than lay them down. She could get more power on her swings. After another few minutes, the right femur cracked, and MJ's torso thumped onto the floor with a wet splat. She grabbed the bar the two legs were still attached to and pulled it off of the hook, then just dropped them to the floor with the rest of the woman's bloody remains.\n\nShe took a few deep breaths, sitting down on the bloody floor, her arms aching from the work. \"Alright. Break time. Then I gotta decide how I want to get you set up.\" She looked back at the dog's head, at those tear-filled eyes. She was going to have to remove those, of course. Sick fucks like her didn't deserve to see, even after death. And they certainly didn't deserve tears.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nDaphne grunted as she dropped the heavy garbage bags onto the ground. They contained all of the pieces of MJ, of course. Daphne had been working for Alta Ferro Sanitation for a little over a year now. It helped get her body into a reasonable shape after the physical therapy sessions were over. It had taken her almost two years to recover and build herself up to the point she felt she could start getting her revenge. Working in sanitation also meant she knew where all of the best garbage piles were. Best place to leave trash like murderers and rapists. It also meant she knew the schedules of all the trucks, so she could do her little art project without being caught.\n\nAfter putting on a set of rubber gloves, she opened the first bag, pulling out the legs. She set them down on the garbage pile, then rearranged them to cross ankles, though the feet had been removed below that. The arms were next, the hands likewise removed. They were propped up near the legs. She set MJ's hands against the legs, and the feet just behind that. The two removed breasts were placed on the hands, one in each palm, almost like they were being presented like some macabre meatbun.\n\nNext was the torso. She dumped that onto another pile of trash, belly-side up. Or what was left of a belly. She left the flaps of skin and muscle open, fully exposing the emptied belly cavity. She set MJ's head into the cavity next. The canine's eyes had been removed, and in their place, she had stuffed her ovaries into the empty sockets. The canine's mangled uterus also dangled from her mouth. The rest of the guts were dumped out, most of the organs piled up near the severed neck, almost like they replaced where the head was. She did something else with the intestines, though. She dropped the larger part back into the lower half of the opened cavity, then pulled the long length of the small intestines out through the dog's sliced open bottom, making it look like she had either shit her own guts out, or had been yanked out through her ass and cunt.\n\nSatisfied, she slipped the gloves off and tossed them into one of the bags, grabbing all of them and wadding them up. She would dump them somewhere else with normal trash. \"There you go, Bus Bitch.\" She smirked. \"Wonder if I'll be able to get your little girl to join you soon. I'm sure you would have hated that.\" She realized should have taunted the woman about that. But that was maybe a bit much. Yes, the woman's daughter was also a disgusting killer, as was the girl's girlfriend, but taunting the woman about something like that was... a bit too far. Something THEY would do. No, she was better than them. She would kill as many of these walking trash piles as she could, but she didn't enjoy it.\n\nThough she did feel satisfied by it.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nDenton sighed as he sat at his computer, his post already typed out and ready. He just didn't want to hit send. Working at Alta Ferro police's evidence division meant he saw a lot. Normally, he was into it, being a member of D-Gen and all. But sometimes, he saw people from the site. That was happening a lot more often. This one hurt more than any of those. Not only was it someone who he really liked the videos of, but he had met in person once. Though he wouldn't say MJ was a friend, or even acquaintance, it still felt personal. But he had a duty to D-Gen. They needed to know.\n\n[b][u]AFEvidenton[/u][/b]: Hey D-Gen... bad news again. This one came across my desk today, and... this one hurts. We've lost one of our big names. MJBusBitch. Here's the file and photos.\n\n[i]Name: Mary Jo Sladen\nGender: Female\nSpecies: Canine - Border Collie\nAge: 36\nFur: Black with white underbelly\nHair: Black\nEyes: Brown\nCause of death: Exsanguination due to extreme lacerations to the neck.\nOther notes: Traces of an unknown chemical was found within what little blood remained in the victim's system. Arms, legs, head, breasts, and internal organs were all removed post-mortem. Victim was found 'posed' in Alta Ferro Waste Disposal (District 7) among piles of trash and waste. Photos attached.[/i]\n\nAs always, a series of crime scene photographs followed with the police report, various angles of how she had been posed on top of the piles of garbage.\n\n[b][u]AFEvidenton[/u][/b]: This one hurts. I didn't know her personally, but I liked her stuff.\n\n[b][u]AFEvidenton[/u][/b]: Oh, I'm pretty sure I know where she got picked up. There was a separate report that was filed by one Zachary Andreas, a 21 year old rabbit male. He was apparently attacked by an unknown female who tried to strangle him with 'some kind of tiny rope.' He was choked into unconsciousness, but left otherwise unharmed. He didn't have anything stolen, so it wasn't a mugging, though the report concludes it was. This happened at the bus stop near the corner of West Jackson Blvd and Coastline Ave. About 8 miles southeast of the AFU North Campus, which as I know it was MJ's usual area. Nothing else has come of it yet, but if MJ got picked up after attacking the fellow, then that would explain such a random assault. Unless someone else is going around choking college kids unconscious and leaving without stealing anything. Hope this helps the mods looking into this.\n\n[b][u]GentleGarrot[/u][/b]: They got MJ!? Dammit! Stop killing all the hot girls without a video! I liked her stuff, too. T_T\n\n[b][u]Fizt3ch[/u][/b]: OH FUCK! I feel bad accusing her a while back...\n\n[b][u]IsisPriestess[/u][/b]: West Jackson and Coastside... isn't that pretty close to JD's coffee shop?\n\n[b][u]KillerCabbitKing[/u][/b]: NOO! i wanted 2 meet her sumday...\n\n[b][u]Doegital[/u][/b] [b](provic)[/b]: @ IsisPriestess yes it's about a 15 minute walk away.\n\n[b][u]BespokeGoat[/u][/b]: Wow... that's... I think the most elaborate posing yet. Hey, what about SJFillet? Did the cops pick her up or something?\n\n[b][u]Geomoore[/u][/b]: The vigilante strikes again. Got a big one this time.\n\n[b][u]AFEvidenton[/u][/b]: @ BespokeGoat MJ was within our records as an ex-con, but I did as thorough a scan as I could, and there is no mention of Sarah Jane. The records state she was pregnant upon release of police care when she turned 18, but nothing after that. One had a note that the pregnancy had ended in an abortion. Probably another d-gen member within the force put that in at some point. So police shouldn't be coming knocking.\n\n[b][u]HighKickKiller[/u][/b]: Fuck. How is @ SJFillet doing? Anyone heard from her?\n\n[b][u]DJ_Duo[/u][/b]: Yeah, we're also worried about Sarah Jane.\n\n[b][u]Zo3H3art[/u][/b]: aww she was pretty too... Me and H3arts0n always wanted to play with those big tits. Daddy says to say all the H3arts hope sarah is doing okay. \n\n[b][u]Gabberdine[/u][/b]: Hey veryone. Gabby here. Sarah is... shes not doing okay. but no one has come by or anything. no cops or anything. I'm staying at her side while she goes through this. I'll pass on everyones words. I'll update if I can if something changes. Thanks for the kind words. I'm going to miss MJ a lot. She was really nice to me and took me in like I was another daughter, and she was a great mom to Sarah. I hope whatever fucking cunt did this to her dies slowly and painfully! If that shitstain really is a d-gen member and sees this, then go fuck yourself! I'll fucking boil you alive if I find you!\n\n[b][u]Rainsteelcloud[/u][/b]: @ Gabberdine Good to hear. Give her hugs from the rest of us. Im so sorry for both of you.\n\n[b][u]4stral4ss[/u][/b]: Is it wrong I think that's still kind of hot? Shame it happened, but she makes for a really sexy corpse.\n\n[b][u]Geomoore[/u][/b]: Hey, maybe she enjoyed herself when she died. Y'know how people around here are.\n\n[b][u]Everyung[/u][/b]: @ 4stral4ss read the room you cunt! keep sayin its hot. are you the one doin this?\n\n[b][u]Ivorysing[/u][/b]: @ Everyung whoa calm down there just saying its still hot. a sexy woman got cut up which is hot even if it is sad who and how.\n\n[b][u]Everyung[/u][/b]: @ Ivorysing no fuck you! 1 of you asshats is doing this and i want to know who so I can find you and chop you up to pieces myself! See how hot it is when your the one found with yoru head inside your own ass!\n\n[b][u](Deleted)[/u][/b]: Comment deleted\n\n[b][u](Deleted)[/u][/b]: Comment deleted\n\n[b][u]Sir_Michael_Killgrave[/u][/b] [b](mod)[/b]: Okay. Emotions on this one are running high, so this thread is going to be locked. We are all sad to lose one of our more prominent members, but do not start arguments in threads. Do not continue this argument somewhere else, either. And as a reminder, do not throw accusations around. If you have evidence, give it to the mods in private. We will handle this unfortunate situation.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nMeanwhile, in a private chat between the mods.\n\n[b][u]Phantom_Stripe[/u][/b]: You said you have something?\n\n[b][u]JD_JR[/u][/b]: Yeah. Something big. Turns out our killer fucked up with this one. I set up a bunch more cameras all over this area without telling anyone, including that corner that Denton mentioned. I was looking through the feeds, and I found one that caught MJ getting picked up. I had others set up nearby, so I checked them too, and sure enough I found another one that got the person before they put a mask on. We have a face! I did my best to clean them up but it's was dark, and they have black fur so that might make it hard, but we have something at least! I've sent you the clips from the feed.\n\n[b][u]Phantom_Stripe[/u][/b]: This is huge! Thanks, JD! I'll shoot these over to Mike and let him do his thing. We should have a name to that face in no time. When we do, we'll do a mod meet and come up with a plan of action.\n\n[b][u]JD_JR[/u][/b]: Glad I could help. MJ was a good friend. And so is Sarah. Gabby underplayed it. The poor girl is a complete mess right now. So count me in on the planning. I'll do whatever I can to help nail this bitch to the wall! Literally if we can!\n\n[b][u]Phantom_Stripe[/u][/b]: Oh, don't worry. We will. I'll be in touch soon.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
MJ's Bad Day

By XP Author


The young rabbit kicked and flailed against the bench, his hands scrambling at his throat in desperation. His mouth was open wide as he tried to scream, but only a kind of croak came from him as the wire crushed his throat. His eyes were wide and bloodshot, darting around wildly for some kind of help, but not seeing anything. He never saw whoever it was behind him, but he heard her voice. MJ smiled as she tugged on the wire to keep him trapped against the bench. "Shhh, it'll all be over in a minute." Her voice was soft and soothing, despite how hard she was pulling.

The 35 year old border collie had seen him sitting there at the bus stop, and decided he was really cute. Kind of a girly boy, looked about 19 or 20. It had been a little while since she had gone after a cute boy. She had actually been shopping, a bag of groceries sitting on the ground beside her feet while she strangled the guy. Cooking ingredients for her daughter, Sarah Jane. The rabbit would soon be another ingredient. After she had her fun with him, of course. She was only going to strangle him unto unconsciousness, then carry him home, playing that he was passed out drunk. It was her usual cover, and it always worked. The regular bus drivers knew what was up, but one was a member of D-Gen, and the other just didn't give a shit. A veteran, if MJ remembered right, so as long as it didn't directly involve him, he didn't care.

The rabbit's struggles soon started to die down as his oxygen-starved brain slowly shut down. She held the wire until she saw his hands fall away limp, thumping against the bench seat. Only then did she finally pull the wire away from his throat. He instinctively took a deep breath, but also slumped over like a dropped doll. She stuffed the wire into her pocket again, smiling down at him. "There you go. Have a nice rest. When you wake up, I promise we'll have some good fun. Well, I will, at least." She chuckled. Even if he was gay, playing with a man's cock would get it nice and hard, and she'd ride him for a while before finally snuffing him out.

She was just about to reach down and grab her groceries when she heard something behind her. Heavy footsteps at a fast pace. Someone was running, and in her direction. "Shit." She stood, expecting to see a cop or something running up on her. She only barely got a glance at whoever it was before something was suddenly sprayed in her face. At first, she thought it might have been mace, or spray paint. It burned at her eyes, nose and throat badly. "AH! FUCK!" She recoiled away, but was almost instantly lightheaded from whatever the stuff sprayed in her face was, making her cough and gasp. Her throat burned worse and worse as she tried to gasp, but whatever the chemicals were made it hard to breathe... and harder to think. The world spun as she tried to look at whoever had done it, but her vision was blurry, both from her watery, stinging eyes, and from the dizziness.

Her legs gave out a moment later, and she slumped to the ground, foot kicking the bag of her groceries and sending vegetables tumbling across the sidewalk. Her struggling lasted barely a minute before she finally succumbed to unconsciousness. Her assailant watched the whole thing silently. They stood just out of reach while she was struggling, to keep from being grabbed. It also left them out of the light from the bus stop, in the shadows of the darker parts of the sidewalk. Their baggy, black hoodie and black pants also helped keep them hidden. Though their face was still visible. Or more, what covered their face. A full mask, made from the skull of a jackal, covered all of their features. They even had red-tinted lenses to keep their eyes covered.

Tilting their head as MJ finally passed out, they chuckled. "Fishing for guppies and caught a marlin." Their voice was gravely and hoarse, further augmented by something in the mask to add a distortion to it. They looked at the rabbit on the bench then. Reaching over, they pressed a gloved finger against the man's throat. Though they didn't need to feel for the pulse, as he was still breathing in short, shallow gasps, even while unconscious. "You'll be fine." He was already unconscious when they attacked MJ, so wouldn't be a witness. That was good. The idea of harming an innocent just for cover was... the complete opposite of what they were trying to do. The message they were sending to these disgusting murderers and rapists of D-Gen. And MJ would be the newest message. Number 8 so far. At least, once she was... prepared.

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MJ groaned as her consciousness floated back to the surface. Though her head still ached and throbbed, and the rest of her body felt numb. Everything felt off. As her awareness came back, she connected why. She was hanging upside down. A pair of thick cuffs were bound around her ankles tight, some kind of bar keeping her legs parted but locked in place. As she tried to move, she felt herself wobbling, a chain rattling above her, probably what she was dangling from. Another pair of thick cuffs were on her wrists, each attached to something on the floor, effectively keeping her spread eagle... just upside down.

She was also completely naked, though that didn't surprise her. Black fur with a white underbelly was left exposed, along with her hefty set of breasts, which hung down uncomfortably. Her tail was unrestrained, but there wasn't much that could do but thrash about uselessly. What did surprise her was her surroundings. As she opened her eyes, her blurry vision saw... not a whole lot. Blue tiles covered the walls and floor of the small, but well lit room. Looking up, she saw two short rows of florescent lights... or those long LED versions, since they didn't buzz or hum at all. The ceiling was bare, a few lines of steel beams exposed. The chain attached to the bar between her ankles was itself attached to a heavy hook high above. Looking back down, she saw a large grated drain under her. She was reminded of a meat locker... or a shower room. Looking around, she saw a few tiny holes in one wall, evenly spaced, and covered by some kind of plastic cap. Definitely an old shower room.

As she was looking, she felt her throat itch... from the inside. Her nose still tingled uncomfortably, as well, and her eyes were watering constantly. Whatever chemicals had been sprayed into her face still burned at her a little, but she resisted the urge to cough. It did almost completely block her sense of smell, though, which was very awkward for her. As a canine, especially a border collie, she had a pretty keen sense of smell, so suddenly having it denied to her was disconcerting. She tried to focus her attention on the rest of the room. Managing to get her self to turn the other way, she saw a short hall... or entry way? It was darker than the rest of the room, with a heavy metal door.

And there was someone standing right in front of the door. "Finally awake." It was said as a statement. The voice was the same hoarse, rough, slightly augmented one from the bus stop. Though MJ had not been conscious to hear it. The owner of the voice stood there, observing. And they were also naked. MJ could not fully make out what species they were. Some kind of rodent, maybe. Or a hybrid. The tail was really short, barely a foot long. When the person took a single step forward, she got a slightly better look.

They were short, just shorter than average. Thin, but with notable tone all over. The fur covering their body was such a dark brown it might as well be black. There were several scars along both legs, but more along the left thigh. Their belly also had several scars, but they were neat and precise. Surgical scars. A few more along their left arm. She saw nothing hanging between the person's legs, but there were no breasts on the chest, either. Maybe trans, or a c-boy? Would explain the surgical scars.

MJ could not see their face, though. They wore a mask... of a sort. More like they were wearing someone else's skull. It completely covered their face, including their eyes, blocked by some red lenses. "W-who... are you?" She asked, only to fail to stifle a cough as her throat itched even worse from speaking.

"You people always ask that." The person stepped forward more, crouching down. "It's funny. You D-Gen assholes only care to know who I am now that I'm hurting you back."

Hurting back? "I hurt you?" It was possible, but she didn't remember any targets getting away. None that fit their description anyway, and not for over ten years.

"Not directly, no. But your site has. Your culture of rape and murder has. Your promotion of violence against innocent men and women." They tilted their head a little. "I'm the retribution for all of the people you and your disgusting cult of debauchery have killed. For all the lives you have ended or ruined."

MJ grunted. "So you going to tell me your name, or preach me to death?"

The person chuckled. "Sure. I'll tell you." They reached up, pressing something just behind where their ears would be. The skull mask made a click, and the back opened by a secret hinge. They pulled the mask off, revealing the face of a female rat. Their black hair spilled down their back, ending just below their shoulders. When they looked right into MJ's eyes, she could see the left was a dark blue, the right a much milkier, unnatural shade. There was a scar just under the right eye where no fur grew. MJ figured it must have been damaged, and wondered if this person was blind in that eye. "My name is Daphne. But you might know me by my forum name. Geomoore." MJ recognized the name. Someone who had commented on every one of the posts about the killer hunting D-Gen members. The dog suddenly started to laugh, which made Daphne frown. "What's so funny?"

"You are!" Her laughter became a short fit of coughing. "Survived an attack by a member, yeah? Now you're all pissed and want revenge? But you hang around and look at everyone reacting to your kills." She chuckled again. "You can't help but love how people look at your trophies. Just like any serial killer! You're no better than the rest of us! I bet you even get off on it!"

"I DO NOT GET OFF TO-" Daphne tensed up after the outburst, taking a moment to compose herself again. "Unlike all of you sick fuckers, I don't hurt innocent people. And I don't get off to killing you." She stood up straight, almost as if presenting the scarred lips of her vagina to the woman. "I can't get off to anything anymore, thanks to that asshole." She turned around, walking back to the darkened doorway. MJ got a look at the short tail. Or more, shortened tail, the tip ending in a mass of scars from an amputation.

"So that's it? Some fuck up raped you, roughed you up, and let you get away, and now you're taking it out on everyone else?" MJ scoffed. "You know this won't end with you taking down the whole site or something, right? I know you haven't tried to expose it, or you would have been silenced already. Or are you so delusional that you think you can single-handedly kill every murderer and rapist in the world? Grow up, you flat-chested cunt! This isn't a comic book!"

"No, I don't think anything like that." She crouched down, picking something up off of the floor. "But I'll take as many of you people out of this world as I can." Daphne turned around, showing what she picked up was a machete. "And who knows? Maybe I'll inspire a bunch of new people to start doing the same."

MJ's eyes fixed on the blade, but she just frowned. "You're not going to change the world, you stupid bint. You won't even be a footnote."

Daphne shrugged. "And you'll be even less remembered. Just another sick dog who had to be put down." She stepped closer, gripping the handle tight. "You going to start begging for your life? Or begging to be killed? I've seen both from your kind." MJ just frowned at the woman. "Going for stoic silence? That's fine." The rat smiled. "I don't need you to enjoy it. By the way. I took your daughter's advice and got a bigger knife. Let's see if her advice helps me end your worthless life better than the old one."

"Fuck y-" MJ's words ended as the blade was swung, hitting her in the neck and sinking in deep. The machete definitely worked better than the old knife. Blood erupted from the wound, spraying outward and splashing out onto the floor. Her mouth opened, but all that came out was more blood. The blade was brought around again, striking deep once more, hitting the bone this time. The canine's body started to thrash and flail in the restraints, the chains binding her clattering and rattling, echoing off of the tiles around her. A third strike, and with it, a loud crunching crack as the bones were broken, and she lost all feeling.

Daphne grabbed MJ's muzzle, clamping it shut and tilting the head to the side so she could saw through the rest of her neck. After a moment, the head fell the rest of the way to the floor with a thud. MJ felt all of it, and the tears in her eyes. She was not afraid of dying, she knew she would go out violently. Her tears were not for herself. Her last thoughts were of her daughter, Sarah Jane. She knew her little girl would be so sad when she was found. It was going to destroy the poor girl. She hoped Sarah's girlfriend, Gabby, could keep her spirits up. They were good together. She only wished she'd told her daughter she loved her more often...

The rat watched as the light faded from MJ's teary eyes, then turned her attention to the rest of her. The collie's body was thrashing about in the restraints, blood pouring from the severed neck. Most of it flowed right down into the drain she was strategically placed over. Daphne looked up, wondering if the dog was one of the ones that came as she died. She smirked, seeing the dog's cunt distinctly lacking arousal. "Didn't enjoy it, huh? Good." As open to dying as these D-Gen fuckers said they were, only one, the rabbit VeraNicegirl, had an orgasm when she sliced through their neck. Most just pissed themselves, and two had shit themselves. Thankfully, MJ didn't do any of that, either. Though there was probably some bile leaking out of the severed throat as well. Hanging upside down made everything drain that much faster, even the stomach.

She didn't bother checking. She had other things to do. She stepped closer, grabbing one of the hefty tits bouncing and flopping all over the place. "Won't lie, a little jealous of these things." She had almost no breasts of her own, and had often been mistaken for a man because of that. It was even worse now, with her voice being deeper and more gravely from the damage done to it all those years ago. She brought the blade up against the base of the tit and started to cut, slicing through the woman's fur and deep into the fatty tissue. The blade carved through the muscle and skin, until the whole thing fell away into her hand. She dropped it right beside the severed head and moved to the other breast, removing it as well.

At this point, MJ's body had stopped thrashing, and barely twitched anymore. Daphne stood back up, looking up a little. She placed a hand against the canine's leg, bringing the machete up, only stabbed it straight down into MJ's cunt, slicing the tunnel and deep through the flesh. She then trailed the blade down, slicing over the pelvis, then opening a long cut all the way down her front, opening her belly in one, long slice. Her intestines spilled free of the new gaping wound, several organs falling out onto the floor in a bloody mess of gore and offal. She reached into the opened cavity and started yanking things out. The loops of intestines were torn free, along with the woman's stomach and liver. The kidneys were pulled free easily, as well. She gripped the canine's uterus, which had been cut open from the stab into her pussy, and with a hard tug, tore it completely out of her, ovaries and all. She knelt down and stuffed that into MJ's mouth to be dealt with later. "Hold on to that for me."

She reached into the open cavity again, reaching down past the ribs. Her hand slid against the deflated lungs, and she finally wrapped her fingers around the woman's heart. It took a bit more tugging, but with a ripping sound and a fresh splash of blood drooling out of the neck, she managed to tear it free. She looked at it as it sat in her hand, still and dead. She took several deep breaths, her nose filled with the scent of blood and spilled guts. A sudden rage filled her, fury claiming her reason. With a scream of pure hate, she turned and threw the heart as hard as she could, channeling all of her anger into the one motion. The bloody organ struck the wall with a splat, leaving a splash of blood as it bounced off, only to plop onto the ground again, slightly flattened from the impact.

Daphne panted from the sudden fury, though it left her just as quickly as it had taken her. She had done this to many of the hearts she had ripped out. At least this time she didn't feel like stomping on it, too. With the anger sated, she went back to her work. She he had to deal with the much more arduous task of limbs now. First was the tail, easily cut off at the base and tossed to the side. She learned it was easier to start with the arms, not the legs. She pressed the machete against MJ's armpit and started to saw the blade back and forth until she hit bone. Then she just started to chop, cracking the humerus instead of pulling it from the socket. After a few minutes of work, the arm fell to the floor with a thump, and she moved to do the same to the other arm.

The legs were a lot more work. She had to cut through the thighs from both sides, all around the bone. MJ's thighs were pretty meaty, too. Not fatty, but pretty solid muscle. MJ was the oldest of the killers she had gotten so far, in her late 30's, around Daphne's age. The canine had kept in shape. Eventually, Daphne hacked enough that the left femur cracked, and suddenly MJ was dangling by her one remaining leg. This was always the hardest part, but she found it was easier to do it with them hanging than lay them down. She could get more power on her swings. After another few minutes, the right femur cracked, and MJ's torso thumped onto the floor with a wet splat. She grabbed the bar the two legs were still attached to and pulled it off of the hook, then just dropped them to the floor with the rest of the woman's bloody remains.

She took a few deep breaths, sitting down on the bloody floor, her arms aching from the work. "Alright. Break time. Then I gotta decide how I want to get you set up." She looked back at the dog's head, at those tear-filled eyes. She was going to have to remove those, of course. Sick fucks like her didn't deserve to see, even after death. And they certainly didn't deserve tears.

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Daphne grunted as she dropped the heavy garbage bags onto the ground. They contained all of the pieces of MJ, of course. Daphne had been working for Alta Ferro Sanitation for a little over a year now. It helped get her body into a reasonable shape after the physical therapy sessions were over. It had taken her almost two years to recover and build herself up to the point she felt she could start getting her revenge. Working in sanitation also meant she knew where all of the best garbage piles were. Best place to leave trash like murderers and rapists. It also meant she knew the schedules of all the trucks, so she could do her little art project without being caught.

After putting on a set of rubber gloves, she opened the first bag, pulling out the legs. She set them down on the garbage pile, then rearranged them to cross ankles, though the feet had been removed below that. The arms were next, the hands likewise removed. They were propped up near the legs. She set MJ's hands against the legs, and the feet just behind that. The two removed breasts were placed on the hands, one in each palm, almost like they were being presented like some macabre meatbun.

Next was the torso. She dumped that onto another pile of trash, belly-side up. Or what was left of a belly. She left the flaps of skin and muscle open, fully exposing the emptied belly cavity.  She set MJ's head into the cavity next. The canine's eyes had been removed, and in their place, she had stuffed her ovaries into the empty sockets. The canine's mangled uterus also dangled from her mouth. The rest of the guts were dumped out, most of the organs piled up near the severed neck, almost like they replaced where the head was. She did something else with the intestines, though. She dropped the larger part back into the lower half of the opened cavity, then pulled the long length of the small intestines out through the dog's sliced open bottom, making it look like she had either shit her own guts out, or had been yanked out through her ass and cunt.

Satisfied, she slipped the gloves off and tossed them into one of the bags, grabbing all of them and wadding them up. She would dump them somewhere else with normal trash. "There you go, Bus Bitch." She smirked. "Wonder if I'll be able to get your little girl to join you soon. I'm sure you would have hated that." She realized should have taunted the woman about that. But that was maybe a bit much. Yes, the woman's daughter was also a disgusting killer, as was the girl's girlfriend, but taunting the woman about something like that was... a bit too far. Something THEY would do. No, she was better than them. She would kill as many of these walking trash piles as she could, but she didn't enjoy it.

Though she did feel satisfied by it.

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Denton sighed as he sat at his computer, his post already typed out and ready. He just didn't want to hit send. Working at Alta Ferro police's evidence division meant he saw a lot. Normally, he was into it, being a member of D-Gen and all. But sometimes, he saw people from the site. That was happening a lot more often. This one hurt more than any of those. Not only was it someone who he really liked the videos of, but he had met in person once. Though he wouldn't say MJ was a friend, or even acquaintance, it still felt personal. But he had a duty to D-Gen. They needed to know.

AFEvidenton: Hey D-Gen... bad news again. This one came across my desk today, and... this one hurts. We've lost one of our big names. MJBusBitch. Here's the file and photos.

Name: Mary Jo Sladen
Gender: Female
Species: Canine - Border Collie
Age: 36
Fur: Black with white underbelly
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Cause of death: Exsanguination due to extreme lacerations to the neck.
Other notes: Traces of an unknown chemical was found within what little blood remained in the victim's system. Arms, legs, head, breasts, and internal organs were all removed post-mortem. Victim was found 'posed' in Alta Ferro Waste Disposal (District 7) among piles of trash and waste. Photos attached.

As always, a series of crime scene photographs followed with the police report, various angles of how she had been posed on top of the piles of garbage.

AFEvidenton: This one hurts. I didn't know her personally, but I liked her stuff.

AFEvidenton: Oh, I'm pretty sure I know where she got picked up. There was a separate report that was filed by one Zachary Andreas, a 21 year old rabbit male. He was apparently attacked by an unknown female who tried to strangle him with 'some kind of tiny rope.' He was choked into unconsciousness, but left otherwise unharmed. He didn't have anything stolen, so it wasn't a mugging, though the report concludes it was. This happened at the bus stop near the corner of West Jackson Blvd and Coastline Ave. About 8 miles southeast of the AFU North Campus, which as I know it was MJ's usual area. Nothing else has come of it yet, but if MJ got picked up after attacking the fellow, then that would explain such a random assault. Unless someone else is going around choking college kids unconscious and leaving without stealing anything. Hope this helps the mods looking into this.

GentleGarrot: They got MJ!? Dammit! Stop killing all the hot girls without a video! I liked her stuff, too. T_T

Fizt3ch: OH FUCK! I feel bad accusing her a while back...

IsisPriestess: West Jackson and Coastside... isn't that pretty close to JD's coffee shop?

KillerCabbitKing: NOO! i wanted 2 meet her sumday...

Doegital (provic): @ IsisPriestess yes it's about a 15 minute walk away.

BespokeGoat: Wow... that's... I think the most elaborate posing yet. Hey, what about SJFillet? Did the cops pick her up or something?

Geomoore: The vigilante strikes again. Got a big one this time.

AFEvidenton: @ BespokeGoat MJ was within our records as an ex-con, but I did as thorough a scan as I could, and there is no mention of Sarah Jane. The records state she was pregnant upon release of police care when she turned 18, but nothing after that. One had a note that the pregnancy had ended in an abortion. Probably another d-gen member within the force put that in at some point. So police shouldn't be coming knocking.

HighKickKiller: Fuck. How is @ SJFillet doing? Anyone heard from her?

DJ_Duo: Yeah, we're also worried about Sarah Jane.

Zo3H3art: aww she was pretty too... Me and H3arts0n always wanted to play with those big tits. Daddy says to say all the H3arts hope sarah is doing okay.

Gabberdine: Hey veryone. Gabby here. Sarah is... shes not doing okay. but no one has come by or anything. no cops or anything. I'm staying at her side while she goes through this. I'll pass on everyones words. I'll update if I can if something changes. Thanks for the kind words. I'm going to miss MJ a lot. She was really nice to me and took me in like I was another daughter, and she was a great mom to Sarah. I hope whatever fucking cunt did this to her dies slowly and painfully! If that shitstain really is a d-gen member and sees this, then go fuck yourself! I'll fucking boil you alive if I find you!

Rainsteelcloud: @ Gabberdine Good to hear. Give her hugs from the rest of us. Im so sorry for both of you.

4stral4ss: Is it wrong I think that's still kind of hot? Shame it happened, but she makes for a really sexy corpse.

Geomoore: Hey, maybe she enjoyed herself when she died. Y'know how people around here are.

Everyung: @ 4stral4ss read the room you cunt! keep sayin its hot. are you the one doin this?

Ivorysing: @ Everyung whoa calm down there just saying its still hot. a sexy woman got cut up which is hot even if it is sad who and how.

Everyung: @ Ivorysing no fuck you! 1 of you asshats is doing this and i want to know who so I can find you and chop you up to pieces myself! See how hot it is when your the one found with yoru head inside your own ass!

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Sir_Michael_Killgrave (mod): Okay. Emotions on this one are running high, so this thread is going to be locked. We are all sad to lose one of our more prominent members, but do not start arguments in threads. Do not continue this argument somewhere else, either. And as a reminder, do not throw accusations around. If you have evidence, give it to the mods in private. We will handle this unfortunate situation.

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Meanwhile, in a private chat between the mods.

Phantom_Stripe: You said you have something?

JD_JR: Yeah. Something big. Turns out our killer fucked up with this one. I set up a bunch more cameras all over this area without telling anyone, including that corner that Denton mentioned. I was looking through the feeds, and I found one that caught MJ getting picked up. I had others set up nearby, so I checked them too, and sure enough I found another one that got the person before they put a mask on. We have a face! I did my best to clean them up but it's was dark, and they have black fur so that might make it hard, but we have something at least! I've sent you the clips from the feed.

Phantom_Stripe: This is huge! Thanks, JD! I'll shoot these over to Mike and let him do his thing. We should have a name to that face in no time. When we do, we'll do a mod meet and come up with a plan of action.

JD_JR: Glad I could help. MJ was a good friend. And so is Sarah. Gabby underplayed it. The poor girl is a complete mess right now. So count me in on the planning. I'll do whatever I can to help nail this bitch to the wall! Literally if we can!

Phantom_Stripe: Oh, don't worry. We will. I'll be in touch soon.

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