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May 24, 2014 12:43AM
I had a toy Tomahawk when I was little. My mum took it off me because I tried to cut my brothers head off with it.
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....were you ever sorry that you hadn't succeeded???
Hehe! You've all inspired me to submit a few more of mine to the IBB newsletter. :)
.....well at least we're good for SOMEthing - "Inspiration" will be our buzzword of the month now Kath! :0))ps. What is the IBB newsletter?
There's a daily drabble on there. Many of Michael's feature, together with Frenchie's Jonathan's and (when I get around to it - or have the 'INSPIRATION') mine!
Todays letter is U.Uzi, a family of Israeli open bolt blowback operated sub machine gun, first introduced to the IDF in 1954. From the 1960s through the 1980s, more Uzi submachine guns were sold to more military, law enforcement and security markets than any other submachine gun ever made.
Suze, although not normally used to decapitate someone, it was used to great effect on splitting the skull. Mind you I don't think a plastic tomahawk would do any damage.
lol, I was only 3 at the time, and it was probably the nearest thing to hand.
The latest in the Murder Drabbles series has been posted in the Indie Book Bargains newsletter (you can sign up for the newsletter here: http://www.indie-book-bargains.co.uk). If you've missed the previous drabbles (a drabble is a story that is exactly 100 words long) then you can read them all here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/m...
Keeping the Story Straight
The two detectives questioned me all afternoon, my earlier evasiveness had caught their attention so now I had to placate them with truth.
I told them I’d been in the park, but I hadn’t seen anything and that I hadn’t said anything because I hadn’t known about the murder. I think the fat one intuited that I wasn’t saying everything, but I stuck to my story and without evidence they couldn’t hold me.
Eventually they let me go, that wouldn’t be the end, so I would have to be much more careful the next time I indulged in my delights.
True enough Frenchie, It's a good thing they don't make them that strong or we would have kids cutting each others heads off. I think the manufacture would be in for a law suit or two in that case, LOL...
Todays Letter is V.Vickers Medium machine gun, is a name primarily used to refer to the British water cooled .303 machine gun produced by Vickers limited for the British Army. The weapon had a reputation for great solidity and reliability. Ian V. Hogg, in Weapons & War Machines, describes an action that took place in August 1916, during which the British Army's 100th Company of the Machine Gun Corps fired their ten Vickers guns continuously for twelve hours. Using 100 new barrels, they fired a million rounds without a single failure. "It was this absolute foolproof reliability which endeared the Vickers to every British soldier who ever fired one.
Michael, that pic is seriously creepy, but works well with your drabble, which is very good again. Thank you :-))
After a significant absence from the drabbling world, I posted a new entry on Drablr over the weekend. This will probably end up being the only football-related thing I ever write...Time Stoppage
by Andrew Lawston
Red or blue? Wayne Rooney snipped the blue wire, and released a breath he didn't know he was holding. Two minutes left.
Van Persie punched the air. "One more and it's disarmed! Manchester saved!"
Wayne's dextrous fingers blurred over the bomb's spaghetti innards, but he was shaking his head. "No good, I need three more minutes!"
With a soft click, the countdown flashed back to five minutes.
"Impossible! Unless..." Both men turned to the dressing room door, where a figure stood bathed in light.
"I come back to you now," said Sir Alex Ferguson, "at the turn of the tide."
(my drabbles can all be found at http://drablr.com/alawston)
Like that Andrew. And my acquaintance with football is slighter than most people's!
Nice one Andrew - great analogy!
Thank you! I'm writing a blog post at the moment taking people 'under the hood' a bit. I'll post a link when it's done!
Good one Andrew. Like Kath my football knowledge is very slim, but your drabble was excellent.
Todays letter is W.White phosphorus, also known as WP, Willie pete, and Fenian Fire. First purposely manufactured by the British Army in grenade form in 1916. White phosphorus grenades were especially valued in Vietnam for destroying Viet Cong tunnel complexes as they would burn up all oxygen and suffocate the enemy soldiers sheltering inside.
Nasty stuff then. I do hope you aren't going to test us all on our A-Z of weapons knowledge once you get to Z.
Oh I don't know I was thinking about it, lol. It's just intresting looking things up and sharing...
We continue the macabre journey through the alphabet with the latest in the ABC Drabbles of Death series. This week we reach the letter 'E' and while it's an obvious choice it was a lot of fun to write! If you haven't read the previous drabbles in the series then you can read them all here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/w...
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And now it's time to see what people are made of...
E is for Eviscerate
These days I prefer to use a hook. I started with a knife and that works fine. Too easy for my taste, I like there to be some skill. A hook takes more effort, a good swing to get it in, and then a yank to pull everything out.
There’s a knack to not nicking the bowels on the way in, not a pleasant smell if you do I can tell you!
The highlight for me is watching them weep and try to stuff everything back in. How it all ever fit inside is a wonder if you ask me.
Todays letter is X.Xiphos is a double edged single handed sword used by the ancient Greeks, it was a secondary battlefield weapon after the spear or javelin. According to Stones glossary, the name xiphos apparently means something in the way of "penetrating light. The leaf shaped design lent its self to cutting and thrusting.
mrbooks wrote: "Oh I don't know I was thinking about it, lol. It's just intresting looking things up and sharing..."I like it, and didn't realise just how many weapons were out there, which is pretty naive of me really, especially after years of reading murder books.
Thanks Michael, E is gory but still brilliant. Gotta admit, I do wonder about your imagination at times, and have decided I definitely don't want you as an enemy :-))
mrbooks wrote: "Todays letter is X.Xiphos is a double edged single handed sword used by the ancient Greeks, it was a secondary battlefield weapon after the spear or javelin. According to Stones glossary, the ..."
Ouch, it sounds like one of those knives the gangs use with notches cut into the blade for maximum damage.
Todays letter is Y.Yo Yo, It is a Tagalog word, the native language of the Philippines, and means "come back". The design was larger and heavier than todays Yo Yo and the rope was considerably longer. It was used for hunting and as a weapon from the 1400's. For hunting it was thrown at the animals legs to tangle them. As a weapon it was either dropped or thrown on an enemies head.
Thanks mrbooks. I hope Health and Safety don't read about the Yo Yo, they'll be banning them from sale or putting an 18 only cert on them.
LOL they wouldn't cause the same damage today, although you might get a severe headache.
Todays letter Z.Zyjlon B, a cyanide based pesticide developed in the 1920's by a german scientist. It was used infamously in the German gas chambers for both the Auschwitz-Birkenau and Majdanek extermination camps during the holocaust of WWII. It was a powder that reacts when it comes in contact with water. It is said that death could take up to 20 min from initial exposure, but at least 1/3 died almost immediately, depending on there proximity to the vent.
Evil stuff. I think I would rather be in the third who die immediately rather than suffer for 20 minutes, as I can't imagine it would be pleasant. I wonder if the scientist who developed it realised what it would ultimately be used for, or if he believed they'd use it to keep the weeds away.
The latest drabble (a 100 word story) in the Tales of the Imp series was posted in Friday's Indie Book Bargains newsletter. Visit www.indie-book-bargains.co.uk to sign up for the newsletter and receive a daily drabble and UK Kindle bargains.
If you haven't read the previous drabbles in the series then you can read them all here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/t...
If you want to read the origin story for the Imp, you'll find it in the Off the KUF collection of short stories:
http://amzn.to/1nT0qo2
While the Cat’s Away
Happy days are here to stay! The Imp departed on secret business, I had the whole night without his interference.
I wore my cleanest shirt; a bit rumpled, but never mind. A splash of aftershave and I was ready. I arrived at the restaurant an hour early, so did she.
Drinks and food passed by in a blur and here we are in the bedroom and oh my word I’m trembling with excitement. She is too; it’s going to be amazing. Naked we embrace and an unwelcome shrill voice pipes into my ear.
“What’s going on here then?”
Damn him!
Suze, the scientist who invented it sold it world wide and was used by most governments as an effective tool for getting rid of lice. As I remember rightly the company directors who made it were charged with crimes against humanity and were given a death penalty, they should have used there product on them, but they hung them instead.
Yeah, it might make them think twice, if they know they'll have to suffer the same fate if caught. It bothers me knowing that some scientists are actually trying to create something which will affect and destroy peoples lives.
That wasn't the original intent, it was designed for and originally used for insects. It's mans twisted mind that turned it to other uses.
It's the other nasty stuff I'm on about. I'm pretty sure we have scientists in this country working on chemicals for warfare, just as all other countries are. To me, it's as bad as a nuclear bomb and should have the same restraints - or should that be constraints
Actually no we don't there is a non proliferation treaty signed by almost all of the world governments, to ban research, development or stock piling lethal chemical weapons. (note the term Lethal) Unfortunately it doesn't require the destruction of chemical weapons that are already stock piled. Actually chemical weapons are worse than nuclear weapons.
It's good to know we aren't making any more than we already have, thanks mrbooks. I can well believe chemical weapons are worse than nuclear, and we probably won't even see them coming.
You won't see them or even smell them the are colourless and oderless, and you won't even hear any explosions as the are destroyed by what is called a high order detenation.
Our deadly march through the alphabet continues and this week I thought I'd avoid the obvious choices. In fact it's almost a whimsical choice! If you've not read the previous drabbles (100 word stories) in this series then you can read them all here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/w...
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And now let's find out how dangerous a finger can be...
F is for Finger
I know what you’re thinking. A finger can’t kill you. How wrong you are! With a finger I can pull a trigger and BANG, you’re dead. Okay, that would be cheating. How about this?
A sly diversion and a finger jabbed straight in your eye! I’m nervous on the first attempt, so it’ll only hurt a bit. There’ll be a struggle so I can get a clear shot and try again. I’ll keep jabbing until your eye is a wet mess and I stab through your retina and into your brain.
It’s not easy, but a finger can kill you.
Ugh, Michael. Very good though :-)) I swear you are getting more and more gory by the drabble.
You are tied and helpless, the finger enters your line of sight then leaves it heading down your body. You feel it press gentle against your throat, into your Adams apple. Slowly the pressure increases restricting your breathing harder and harder the finger presses into you, you can no longer breath, then you feel something in you snap, the cartilage, known as you adams apple has snaps just before you loose consciousness and die...
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