Crematorium

I heard of cryonic suspension but plastination?
wow...would you want me propped up (or down) in your place?

that's a secret i never tell.... ;)

xoxo

kit...
 
hi Verlup
alex is hot really, like ColdJoe :D

What do you would make with alex' corpse? If you would take him in your hands, dead and with leather pants?
 
Hi Blackdahlia, you have a GREAT imagination, and i have obsession with this guy, he is alive but he said to me he want to be cremated when he die.
What you would do with his ashes?? :D
His name is Alex

It's funny how the simplest of questions can be so beautiful, something that shouldn't even be, but after all beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right? -grins- I've been waiting for too damn long, it's time for me to cut loose, and I have a time for me to have some fun. If I had his ashes, I'd drink them in water, like I said before. Period. Thanks, though.

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As for this thread's topic now, the domination in plastic, made to sound frightfully exciting, a new conquest in a long road of infinite possibilities. To be in complete control all the time, to order and take at my own whim. "I want it hard." "I want it soft." "I want it now." "I want it from behind." All you can do is obey. A gasoline soaked body fire is the brutal style and the agony made it all the worthwhile for every mile a person brought anyone pain now they stand back and smile with the taste of charcoal. It's like walking through barbed wire, barefooted and naive, but this tremendous adventure awaits, possibly keeping you at bay.

It doesn't make much sense, but now, if I were to do such things in the plastic department, I'd put a plastic bag around the head, pour in gasoline, and tell them, to breath in deeply. -smiles- I love plastic.
 
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Humm i like plastination, but ColdJoe must be cremated !

All the muscles turns ashes.
But, before this, i want to have fun with his sexy and dead body :D
 
hi Verlup
alex is hot really, like ColdJoe :D

What do you would make with alex' corpse? If you would take him in your hands, dead and with leather pants?

He sure is hot too. Gosh, what would I do? What wouldn't I do is the real question I think. His corpse would be great fun to play with. Such nice tight leather pants, I like the pic where he's got the leather pants and those nice dressy loafers and dark socks. I wish he'd play dead for some of those pics.
 
Alix, if CJ was in plastic you can see all his tattoos. If I was in CJ's or anyone else's grave, I've dug the grave, laid head first in it, lathered myself in the blood of their heart, and tie up my hair with their veins. Their eyelids will be made into tiny ornaments as earrings to wear, and their fingers will gloves for my fingers. If better yet, I'd sunk my teeth into the oblivion of their brains, tasting the salt of the cells. watching maggots crawl around, and their intelligence melting away. -smiles- Makes me drool, thinking about it. Juicy.

Also, I do love the plastic department, I have myself in as a plastic bag head, in my album. Hehehe.... -smirks- I find it beautiful, to do such with others, and suffocate them.
 
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Yeah, CJ is food for one thousand.

I think what you will make with his tongue and balls ...
 
Yeah, CJ is food for one thousand.

I think what you will make with his tongue and balls ...

This isn't a science, Alix. I'd spread his legs, and dissect. A penis torn ripped in half, slash and rend, and let maggots feast upon his body. I mail it to Meatpie, and the rest of his body in a plastic bag. Though by that time, the maggots will eat his flesh, then crawl and burrow under his skin. They'd create little holes, little pockets of air where they breed into his skin, make his being their home. The best part, they'll spit out heavenly little eggs under his skin and they eat all the rotting flesh around their little home. Wiggling, squirming, infiltrating him. Once the eggs hatch, they'll die. So it's much worst if the plastic bag is open, and CJ has filthy little dead, decaying maggot bodies surrounded by pus oozing, putrid flesh, that sloughs off the bone. At the slightest touch while the spawn continue to eat him, they'll consume him til the bag is emtpy. I masticate his tongue with my little teeth, and sew it into a pocket on my hoodie, better yet, I'd make a mini pillow, saying. ''Home Sweet Home'' -smiles- That's what I actually do. Because I love the maggots, they're as cute as spiders, and I don't mind kissing the cold lips, with holes in their bodies, when I do.
 
Owww poor CJ, so great and sexy, turned a nothing :/

And how about Alex??
If you has your dead body in leather pants, what you'll make from him?
Please, to be cruel and enjoy everything! :D
 
Well, I'd resort to cannibalism of CJ. -stomach growls- Yes, talking about cannibalism actually makes me hungry. -laughs- I make a cannibal burger of CJ, and it's going to be overpriced with death. I wonder if I should use a pun, do you want eyes with that? I break his arms with a sledgehammer. His fingers will be cut off, and fried as well as will his liver. I sever his legs, frying them on the grill. But while he's still alive, I coagulate his blood to make sauce for his Bar-B-Q ribs. Tastes almost as good as his skin. I’ll feast on his toes first. Toe soup with broccoli, and then his knees. His elbows for an appetizer, biceps and funny bones, and his wrists, he'll daintily sip. -smirks- About a dessert. I'm licking my lips now, thinking about of his eyes and ears, and his lips, and round, white fingertips. A five course meal, for my pleasure, and sweet release. Ah, what delcate his heart will be on a silver dish. The flesh and the prime bone, together in one mixed buffet. The most tender parts first would be the brain, vital organs, and toenails. Delicatessens, superb. Incredible crisp and crunch of his human supremacy to be vile of gush and muck, so bile substance, so satisfying. -bites her lip- Cannibalistic, to my taste buds for a five course meal of CJ. I'd be delighted to make this be reality.

Now buy me a drink.
 
great dinner of CJ, i buy for you a thousand drinks

But you dont say how about Alex and his leather? what you will do???
 
I have no interested in Alex and his leather. This is CJ's Crematorium thread. If you'd like, why don't you make a thread about ''Alex and his Leather'', your own thread. Thanks.
 
HANDS OFF Da COLD JOE MAAAAAN !!!!!!

HEY HEY HEY !!

Time OUT !!

Da Cold Joe MAAAAAAAN is too prime n' natural a stud to do all this unnatural dealin' n' tampering with, sure is!!

PLASTIC??

FIRE??

CUTTIN' APART??

No way, Jose !! (so ta say)

Cold Joe def needs to be allowed to live IT out natural, unless he so chooses to travel back in time ta fight me as a Reb in the American Civil War conflagration, along with Reb Enty (YIKES, two HORNEE Rebs, Cold Joe n' Enty...just one Yank, me???)

WELL, anyHOO, will figure that there conundrum out LATER, but MOST DEF, his soo scruffy faced, handsome staring eyed, gaping mouthed, BAYOED so potent, virile, fertile manly o' BODS will be
MY WAR TROPHY
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Sooooooo .......
hands OFF Da CJ MAAAN !!!

He is just too fine a NATURAL piece n' absolute MARVEL of huMANity ta go a tamperin' with in all these totally unnatural n' far-out ways, yous alls hear???

Now that is the END of this ALL, period.

Yous all remember....my ARROWS are most SILENT n' SWIFT, as I am ...ya, that's right ....


The ----ArrowMAAAAN------------------->>

:sm (21)::sm (21):

:skull::skull::skull:
 
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"ashes to ashes dust to dust. When the lifeclock strikes you willl obey, like a candlelight that fades.
Ashes to ashes dust to dust. Whe the life clock strikes you will obey - time isn't here to stay"
 
CJ, the thought of you dead makes me sad, and the thought of you being cremated makes me feel sick.
 
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