Lefort 3 gone wrong (gore warning)

[Deleted member 41390]

 

[Deleted member 41390]

Bump

 

[Veganist]

Gotta be gunshot wound.

 

[Deleted member 41390]

Gotta be gunshot wound.

Idk

 

[gooner23]

bruh its probably a movie prop

 

[TechnoBoss]

This is how wide Alien Stacy opens her mouth for my Big American Dick

 

[Deleted member 41390]

bruh its probably a movie prop

Idk

 

[Deleted member 41390]

This is how wide Alien Stacy opens her mouth for my Big American Dick

Do you realize how closely you resemble a nigger?

 

[TechnoBoss]

Do you realize how closely you resemble a nigger?

dnr mutt

 

[smoth]

first ever chad accession with gunshot implants

 

[Deleted member 62070]

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im so geeked thought ts eas real

 

[Deleted member 41390]

dnr mutt

I can’t start listing shit off if you want faggot. Muhh you’re going for my neck. You’re on ignore, now fuck off.

 

[IAMNOTANINCEL]

bruh its probably a movie prop

www.saw3.comLIONSGATE

 

[TechnoBoss]

I can’t start listing shit off if you want faggot. Muhh you’re going for my neck. You’re on ignore, now fuck off.

What part of dnr mutt didn’t you understand?

 

[IKnowYourStats]

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…. Guan guan guan guan guan, guan guan, guan guan, guan guan guan guan guan guan

 

[zerotohero]

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[plukee]

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The creepypasta looksmaxx tale of the freakmaxxed skinwalker

In a remote forested town, nestled deep within the shadows of towering trees, there existed whispers of a peculiar figure known only as the Freakmaxxed Skinwalker. Legends spoke of a being who, driven by an insatiable desire for physical perfection, delved into dark rituals and twisted methods to achieve an otherworldly form of beauty.

It was said that the Skinwalker once roamed the streets like any ordinary person, unnoticed and unremarkable in appearance. But as obsession took hold, the Skinwalker ventured into forbidden territories, seeking the forbidden knowledge that promised to reshape its visage into something beyond human comprehension.

Rumors spread of its unholy transformations under the light of the full moon, where its skin would contort and shift, elongating into grotesque shapes and forms. Some claimed to have glimpsed its face, twisted into a parody of beauty, with eyes that glowed like molten gold and lips stained with the blood of those who dared to cross its path.

Brave souls who dared to venture into the forest at night spoke of eerie encounters with the Freakmaxxed Skinwalker. They described hearing unearthly whispers in the wind, felt the chill of its presence creeping through the darkness, and witnessed shadows that danced with a life of their own.

But perhaps the most unsettling aspect of the tale was the Skinwalker's relentless pursuit of perfection. It was said to stalk its victims, driven by an insatiable hunger to steal their features, their youth, their vitality, in a twisted attempt to attain the flawless beauty it so desperately craved.

As the legend of the Freakmaxxed Skinwalker grew, so too did the fear that gripped the hearts of those who dared to speak its name. For in a world where looks were valued above all else, the thought of encountering a being so consumed by its own vanity was a nightmare that lurked in the darkest corners of the mind.

And so, the tale of the Freakmaxxed Skinwalker remained etched into the collective memory of the townsfolk, a cautionary reminder of the dangers that lay hidden beneath the surface of obsession and desire. For in the pursuit of perfection, one might find themselves forever trapped in the twisted embrace of their own monstrous creation.