Bun-buns: Origins of a Killer


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1 year, 7 months ago
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The original origins story for Bun-buns, which was written for me by a classmate.

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Bun-bun lived an ordinary life. He was the youngest of 84 children, and  was often forgotten. He was an ordinary child, and ordinary teen, so  what led him to this. The murder at the Simitious house, no one  survived. No one except little innocent Bun-bun. His alibi was flawless,  he had no motive. He was cleared of suspicion long ago. With no other  suspects the case went cold. But now, Six years later, another mascara  has occurred, and once again, Bun-bun has been pulled in as as suspect.  He escaped and is still at large, their are no witnesses to what  happened in that questioning both, only the tape. Let's listen to it  now, to try and get into the mind of a killer.

INTERROGATOR: So, Bun-bun. 'chrick' Why'd you do it?

SUSPECT: I didn't do it.

INTERROGATOR: We both know what you did.

SUSPECT: When?

INTERROGATOR:When what?

SUSPECT: When did the knife go dull.

INTERROGATOR: I don't understand.

SUSPECT: I first found the knife to be alluring as a child.

INTERROGATOR:.... I don't-

SUSPECT: It looked so beautiful against the neck, spattered with that lovely rad shad

INTERROGATOR:...

SUSPECT: Oh how wonderful it was to slit those heathens throats, their screams so soothing the ear.

INTERROGATOR: Are you telling me you've killed before?

SUSPECT: I don't consider it to be killing, but art.

INTERROGATOR: How many people have you-

SUSPECT: Offed, snuffed, eliminated? Oh far to many to count

INTERROGATOR: Did you murder-

SUSPECT: Those teenagers, yes.

INTERROGATOR: How are you so calm about it?

SUSPECT: How are you not?

INTERROGATOR:....

SUSPECT: You have never had the call then I suppose?

INTERROGATOR: W-what is the call?

SUSPECT: That little voice in the back of your head that tells you to do bad stuff.

INTERROGATOR: I'm sure everyone has heard that.

SUSPECT: Not like mine.

INTERROGATOR: How is yours different?

SUSPECT: It makes me want to spill that lovely red from everyone's neck.

INTERROGATOR: Put- put that down!

SUSPECT: Let's see some of that lovely red now.

INTERROGATOR: No! Nooooooo-

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