What KF thread traumatized you?

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The zoophile/animal torturer threads are the one part of the site I can't linger on for long, but I respect the hell out of the Farmers documenting and exposing those zyklon-b shower candidates.
The zoophile/animal torturer threads are the one part of the site I can't linger on for long, but I respect the hell out of the Farmers documenting and exposing those zyklon-b shower candidates.
 
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The zoophile/animal torturer threads are the one part of the site I can't linger on for long, but I respect the hell out of the Farmers documenting and exposing those zyklon-b shower candidates.
I was about to say that too. It's awful knowing such people exist and worse still that they often get away with their monsterous acts.
 
For most, Nick/Million Tears shit is a no brainer. But for me, it's the Munchies by proxy, Susan Schofield Cabana and to lesser extent Hollie Dance (at least Archie had left this vale of tears). I dislike hospitals hospitals intensely, from this unnatural sterility to blinking fluorescent tubes. And to imagine the parents forced their kids to extended hospital stays and medical lobotomy just squicks me out.
 
Cyrax, it took me looking at 1 picture to think that he crawed out of some horror slasher where his the inbread abomination that is constantlly yelled at by everyone and kills the whole crew
 
Just a post from the retail horror thread

Fast forward once more a couple years after the incident above, I lost the store (due to my naivety at the young age I was, never accept a promise not written on paper, fam!) and with my girlfriend now having a baby on the way, I had to start making some money again FAST. So I accepted a commission sales job in a formerly major Canadian retail electronics chain that no longer exists as a computer/fax/cellular salesman. After 6 months or so, I was doing good enough at this that I was promoted to the computer/fax/cellular department manager of a newly opening expansion store.

So come about a year later, my baby daughter is about 6mo old. I am working one day and on my way back from the back-office, I take a wander through the music section. As usual, it's full of kids fucking around. I notice out of the corner of my eye a woman with a large oddly-shaped baby buggy but don't really pay it any mind. As I pass it by though, I hear a kid who had been walking behind me gasp and say 'whoa, what HAPPENED?' to the woman pushing the buggy. The woman starts to answer the kid, but I can't for the life of me recall what she said because out of curiosity as to what would have made a kid stop and ask that, I glanced into the buggy too.

I really REALLY wish I hadn't.

Jesus fucking christ. I have never been so horrified and rocked to the core of my being at what I saw.

Inside this buggy was a....thing. What seemed to be a year old baby of normal body dimensions, but on top of the neck was not a baby's head. I don't know what to call it but best I can do is describe it. In terms of size it was like a flesh-coloured 10-pin bowling ball, completely round and symmetrical and at least 4 times the size of a real baby's head. No ears. No eyes. No nose. No mouth. No facial features you could recognize as even vaguely human. In the middle of this thing's head were 3 black holes. I mean PITS. Three completely differently sized and shaped holes in 3 non linked places in it's head. I think I saw brain tissue in the bottom of one of them. It was of course also completely unmoving.

I'm afraid I don't have any more details because I instantly turned away and stiffly walked back to my department before I screamed, yelped, retched or in any other way possibly done something to fuck over over my store. But that one second flash of that buggy and it's contents was seared into my brain for ever.

When I got back to my section, my staff took one look at me and one said 'Un-Clit! What's the matter, you look like you've seen a ghost or something!' another saying 'yeah, you're white as a sheet!' I tried to explain the shock and horror of being a new father and seeing something like THAT. I was literally in some kind of shock state as everything was tinged bright white and I could hear a high pitched humming all round me for the next few mins. I don't think I accomplished anything work wise for the rest of the day.

When I got home that night the first thing I did was blow past my surprised wife without a word, go grab the baby, make sure that everything was really okay with her, and just about hug her to death.

This might make me look a bit petty or cold-blooded, but this thing was a fucking VEGETABLE. I have absolutely no understanding of why the doctors who surely saw this coming allowed this monstrosity to be born and doubtless took heroic measures to keep it 'alive' when it's fate is to be nothing but a mindless resource consumer and poop producer until it stops breathing.

And there's just no understating the shock of seeing something like that completely unprepared when you are a new parent and already extra cautious with your baby.
 
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I can't even look at the zoosadist stuff so I can't count it. So that leaves Kelly Ronahan. If your new to her thread you won't see why its so horrific by going to the first page. You have go deeper into it. Like gangrene invading a rotting limb.
 
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