The weekly serial killer profile thread

[Igosplut]

Gacys house (now gone)



A John Wayne Gacy credit card??



A little doodle in prison about the Zodiac killer....



Another picture from jail, This ones of a rotting clown...



Now heres something I never saw before..... Manson by Gacy....



Want to buy an action figure for your child?? perfect birthday gift!



Only 90.00$ for a signed christmas card!!



Johnny dont PLAY games.......



One more clown...

[Igosplut]

What the hells up with this......



This guy went to gacy in prison to have him paint a picture of his kid....



Closeup....



Another well published photo..



Sending birthday greetings to 19 yr old boys????? If it was 15 yrs earlyer it be "greeting from the crawl space".....



Gacy and one of his attorneys. I dont know what the hell he looks so happy about...

[pete]

Originally posted by DLR7884
What a waste of the sticky power

I'm not trying to be a dick, just letting you all know that nobody but you two care about this thread.

DLR7884
Abuse of power sucks.

I love this thread! Come often.

That elephant story is great. All are very interesting.

Thanks

[pete]

Originally posted by Elitest
JG !!

blood on the carpet...this sounds promising!!

Yeah DLR7884 always does add a new perspective on matters.....always has..... hopefully always will ....but I dont think he'll return in this thread.....

I hear this often. I've never witnessed it.

[Sarge]

Damm can you imagine that Clown jamming Dildos up your ass.
What a horrible way to go..

[Igosplut]

I ALMOST FORGOT THIS WEEKS QUOTE!!!!!!!!!!

"She was giving me oral sex, and she got carried away . . . So I choked her."

ARTHUR SHAWCROSS

[Junyore Grades]

I WANT MY COWBOY/ INDIAN SHOOTEM' UP SERIAL KILLER, AND I WANT IT SOON..... OR I'LL KILL YOU ALL, MAYBE!!!!!

[Ally_Kat]

[Junyore Grades]

Originally posted by Ally_Kat

Hoss does have those beady eyes, doesn't he. Hmmmm....

[Igosplut]

Originally posted by Junyore Grades
I WANT MY COWBOY/ INDIAN SHOOTEM' UP SERIAL KILLER, AND I WANT IT SOON..... OR I'LL KILL YOU ALL, MAYBE!!!!!

Put the fuckin hatchet down, I'm workin on it!!!!

Actually, The only thing I can find is from 1850... And has only one indian... But its too long, I'm trying to par it down so bear with me.. plus, it reads like erector set instructions so I have to punch it up a bit..

Annnnnyyyyy hoo, Ill give ya one to hold all you covering you eyes, looking thur your fingers people......

Does anybody here like pickles??? Well we have a story for you....

May I present.....

BELA KISS
BORN : 1872
DIED : ??

VICTIMS : 24+

Bela Kiss was a pretty ordinary guy. He lived in Czinkota, Hungary with his wife, and seemed nothing but devoted to her. This all ended in February 1912, when the bitch found herself a boyfriend. She was practically fucking him, this guy Paul Bikari, right under poor Bela's nose. Since his wife was 15 years younger than himself, it's safe to assume she never married him for love anyway. Well it seems Bela didn't like the fact she was screwing around, and some time around December 1912, she disappeared along with her boyfriend. Bela told the neighbors that she had ran away with him, and most took pity on poor Bela.

It was not long after his wife's disappearance that Kiss began collecting big metal drums. He told those that asked that they were filled with gasoline. With a war coming petrol would be a valuable commodity, so no one questioned why he needed so much.

Also around this time a few women had been reporting missing in Budapest. The only clues the police had were that they had been going to meet a man named Hoffmann. Police had trouble finding this Hoffmann, and it seemed he had vanished. The Czinkota law enforcement were well aware of the search for Hoffmann, but never for a moment linked Kiss with him.

In November 1914, Bela Kiss was drafted into the army. He was sent to the front to kill for his country. 18 months later Kiss went missing, and was presumed dead. Word was sent back to his town that he was dead.

In June 1916, the army came through Czinkota looking for stockpiled gasoline. The local constable remembered Kiss telling him about the contents of his drums and led the soldiers to the abandoned house of the dead man. Once inside the house they located seven drums, luckily for them, it seemed, all were full. But it was what they were full of that was to shock.

Wella, wellla each of the drums contained a naked body of a woman. All seven had been strangled, then place in the drums with alcohol, preserving the bodies. When the soldiers searched Kiss's house they found shitloads of letters and cards addressed to Mr. Hoffmann. It seemed that Kiss had placed ads in papers, under the name Hoffmann, wanting to meet with ladies. The ad read -
"lonely widower seeking female companionship."

The constable remembered that there were heaps more drums the last time he had been to the house visiting Kiss, and a search was organized. Over the next few days 17 more drums were found dumped around the town. And each of these drums contained a nicely pickled human. All were female except one, and not surprisingly that was the body of Paul Bikari, the guy who had been shagging his wife. Also among the pickled corpses was Kiss's wife and those that had gone missing earlier, last seen going to meet Hoffmann. It was also discovered that Kiss had duped some of the victims into giving him their savings.

Since Kiss had been killed in battle, the case was closed on the 24 murders.

But Then.....
In the spring of 1919, Bela Kiss was seen walking through his old hunting ground in Budapest. Once police began looking into Bela Kiss's death, it was discovered that he had actually switched identities with a man killed near him in battle, allowing him to start a new life after the war, with no one knowing about any past crimes. Unfortunately for police by the time they had figured out Kiss was still alive he had vanished again.

In 1924 a member of the French Foreign Legion went to police about a fellow legionnaire who continuously bragged about his expertise with the garrote. The soldiers name was Hoffmann, and the description fitted Bela Kiss perfectly. But once again luck was with Kiss. By the time police decided to act Hoffmann had deserted, vanishing without a trace.

In 1932 it was believed that Kiss was in New York. He was apparently spotted by a cop leaving Times Square Station. The fact that Bela Kiss would have been 60 at the time, and probably looking quite different from the last description of him, led most to believe that this siteing was bullshit.

BUT.....
In 1936 there was a strong rumour that Kiss was working in New York as a janitor. This rumour finally made it's way to police who went to check out the janitor, but, again, he had disappeared. It's not known whether or not this guy was Kiss or not, but it doesn't matter because he was never caught either way.

And since he was never caught we are left to wonder about the exact number of lives he actually claimed. Obviously it's more than the 24 they found, and since he evaded the police for such a long time, it would be fair to assume that he didn't stop at 24.

And the quote of the week.....

"I haven't blocked out the past. I wouldn't trade the person I am, or what I've done - or the people I've known - for anything. So I do think about it. And at times it's a rather mellow trip to lay back and remember."
TED BUNDY

[Junyore Grades]

[QUOTE]Originally posted by Igosplut
[B] Put the fuckin hatchet down, I'm workin on it!!!!

*rests hatcet on back of howitzer* M'kay.
*kicks dust*

[Igosplut]

OK, Its a slow sunday night and I feel like posting something. Still havent got the text punched up for JG, so whats a man to do???

WING IT!!!!!!!

I fell over this one in a dark room, This reminded me of our very own poster "Wayne L"

so let me introduce...WAYNE L!!!! er.... I mean......

JERRY BRUDOS


"I live in a world of people, but I feel all alone."
Jerry in a moment of deep reflection


BORN : ?

DIED : not yet

Victims : 4 (probably more)


"Her breasts had pale pink nipples .... I couldn't get a good cast of them, so I threw them away, then I threw her in the river"
Jerry deals with a problem


Jerome Henry Brudos hated his mother. In fact it seems he hated all women, I think he felt powerless around them. Yet he dressed as one. He was a weird guy.......
Brudos's troubles seem to have started at the age of 5 when he discovered he liked wearing women's shoes. He used to take them from his sisters, mother, and even from the town dump.
Upon reaching adolescence Brudos began being aroused by these shoes.

At the age of 17, despite seeming normal outwardly, he forced a young girl, at knife point, to take off her clothes while he took photo's of her. For this crime Jerry was to spend the next nine months in a mental hospital where he was defined as having an "early personality disorder" (really).
He eventually joined the army, where he seemed to settle in okay, until receiving a medical discharge. (He believed that a beautiful Korean woman snuck into his bed every night)
Once back home Brudos began to knock women down in the street and steal their shoes. These attacks stopped when Brudos met his future wife, Darcie. Within months she was pregnant and they were married. Brudos seemed content with married life. This lasted until Darcie was in hospital with their second child.

Jerry followed a girl who was wearing pretty shoes. Once he found where she lived he broke in, strangled and raped her, then stole her shoes. For Brudos there was no turning back from this point.
From this point he started making his wife walk around the house naked while he took photo's of her. He also began posing himself, in women's underwear.
Brudos's first murder was that of Linda Slawson, in January of 1968. Linda was selling encyclopedias door to door, and accidentally went to the wrong house. It turned out to be Brudos's house. Jerry took her out to the garage where he beat her, then strangled her. Brudos then sent his family out for hamburgers so he could play with her body(what the fuck were THEY doing during all this??). He dressed her up like a doll in the clothes he had been collecting over the past few years. He then cut off her left foot and put it in the freezer. Her body was dumped in the Willamette River.

In November Jerry found himself another victim. It was Jan Whitney, 23, who Brudos picked up on the side of the road after her car had broken down. Brudos took her home and hung her in his garage. Once she was dead Brudos anally raped the corpse. He then spent the next few hours playing dress-ups with his new doll. He decided to keep her and hung her from a hook in the garage ceiling. A few days later Brudos went away for thanksgiving with his family, and upon returning found that a car had smashed into his garage, leaving a hole in the corner. Luckily for Jerry the police officer who inspected the damage didn't look too hard inside. Not surprisingly Brudos got rid of the body in the Willamette River that night, but not before slicing off one of her breasts.

Brudos waited six months before striking again. He got Karen Sprinkler, 19, in a department store car park. He took her home, and as his wife was away, played with her for some time. He raped her, forced her to pose for him then, eventually, hung her. "She kicked a little bit then died." Brudos said later. Jerry then raped the corpse repeatedly before slicing off both breasts and dumping her in the Long Tom River.
On April 23, 1969, Brudos struck for the last time. Linda Salee, 23, was approached by Brudos and told she was being arrested for shoplifting. Brudos had a fake police badge and she believed him. He took her back to the garage where he strangled and raped her at the same time, in fact she died while he was raping her. Brudos decided to punish her(?) by sticking two hypodermic needles into her ribs and giving her electric shocks. Brudos said later that he hoped to make the corpse 'dance', but 'Instead it just burned her'. Brudos again kept the body for a day, and continued to violate the corpse, but didn't cut off her breast because she had pink nipples, 'nipples should be brown' Brudos said later. Instead of removing them he made plaster molds out of them. The next night he dumped her body in the Long Tom River.

On May 10, 1969 Linda Salee's bloated corpse was found floating in the Long Tom River. The body had been weighed down with a car gearbox that weigh almost as much as she did. The coroner found that she had been strangled with a ligature and had been in the water for at least two weeks.
Two days later, May 12, police divers found a second body about 50 metres from the first. It had been weighed down with a cylinder head, and had been in the water for around two months. The body was that of Karen Sprinkler. She was found fully clothed but when the clothes were removed it was discovered that both her breasts had been hacked off and replaced with scrunched up brown paper. She had also been strangled.

After the discovery of these bodies the police started to take notice. And eventually their inquiries led them to a strange 'Vietnam Vet' that was hanging around the local college (or a guy that had a car missing parts??). On May 25 police caught up with him. Jerry Brudos had been made. Over the next few days the police checked him out. They found that he was in a mental institution when younger, for a sexual deviation, and that he had lived near, when and where, a young girl, Linda Slawson, had disappeared months before. The police also found that Brudos had attempted to abduct a 15-year-old girl at gun point just one month before. On May 30 Brudos attempted to flee with his family but was arrested. When arrested Brudos was lying in the back seat covered in blankets trying to hide from police.
Brudos eventually admitted the murders to police. He was found guilty of all four murders, and was given life in prison.


OTHER BRUDOS FUN & QUOTES


He came up for Parole in 1999 (I would bet hes still in...).

Brudos currently has piles of women's shoe catalogues. Its reported that he writes to major companies asking for them. AND because of this he doesn't need pornography.

He likes Strawberry Milkshakes.

Brudos had his neck fractured not long after going to prison in one of many attacks on him (Imagine that??).

Jerry has taken to lodging countless appeals. The funniest of these would be the one where he alleges that a photograph taken of him with one of his victims corpses cannot prove his guilt as the corpse is not one of those he was found guilty of killing. Whether or not this is true it seems incredibly stupid that he would admit to one murder to prove his innocence to another.

Questions asked of Jerry

Q. "Do you feel some remorse, Jerry? Do you feel sorry for your victims - For the girls who died?"
A. Jerry picked up a piece of paper. screwed it up, and threw it on the floor, "That much," he said, "I care about those girls as much as that piece of wadded up paper...."
Det. Jim Byrnes

"I left her hanging there each day, and after work I would got out there and dress her and have sex with her. I was not sure what to do with her, I wanted something - something to keep"

"The girl was dead. I turned her around on the seat and had sex with the body from the rear."
Brudos on Jan Whitney

"I had a hacksaw and I cut off the left foot because I'm right handed. I took it home and put it in the freezer and used it for a photography model and to try shoes on."
Brudos on Linda Slawson

"I went back out later and had sex with her. Then I cut off both her breasts to make plastic moulds . . . they turned out better than the girl on the freeway"
Brudos on Karen Sprinkler

"She fought me pretty bad until I got the strap around her neck. I didn't like her - the way she kicked and scratched when I told her not too."

"I raped her again, but I didn't like the body. Her breast were all pink - the nipples weren't dark like they should be ..... I didn't cut them off because they didn't appeal to me."
Brudos on Linda Salee

"When you salt a breast down and dry it, it shrinks to about a third of it's normal size. I'm sure there's a way to do it so it will work, but I never could."
Perhaps Jerry should have spoken to Ed Gein (see above).

And the quote of the week (Or bi-week)

"It wasn't as dark and scary as it sounds. I had a lotta fun . . . Killing somebody's a funny experience"
ALBERT DE SALVO

[Elitest]

dear god.....

[Igosplut]

Do I hear an F5 for this thread????.....

REFRESH!!!!!!

OK kids, I've been trying to find something on the "unusual" side....

And I'm sure your gettin sick of the same old "boring serial murder" storys....

I hear ya. Trouble is, is that their not cooperating (the murders that is) Hell, what do ya haveta do for a kink here???????

Well I think I've got the cure...... How about a little old fashon cannibal action???????? And one with disconcerning taste no less....

Can you say "EYEBALL SOUP"???

I thought you could................

So here we have.......

Dorangel Vargas

"Sure I eat people, anyone can eat human flesh, but you have to wash and garnish it well to avoid diseases."

Shit I like this guy already........

BORN : ??

DIED : ??

VICTIMS : maybe 10, maybe 0.

In Venezuela, February, 1999, police arrested Dorangel after finding human remains lying around his home. Almost straight away Vargas started talking. He claimed that he had cannibalised at least ten men from San Cristobal in the previous two years.

As the police continued the search they keep on turning up human skulls, and even stumbled onto some fresh entrails. I guess you can probably see how he makes the thread, huh?????

Bizarrely police allowed Dorangel to speak to local press while he was in custody. To stunned local press he claimed that he had a "predilection for human thighs and eyeball soups." (yow!!!)

And how do the press repay Dorangel?

They give him the pissy title of the "Hannibal Lecter of the Andes". Christ people, show some imagination.

But the crappy nickname didn’t seem to stop Dorangel from continuing to incriminate himself. "I only eat the parts with muscles, particularly thighs and calves which are my favourite ... I make a very tasty stew with the tongue and I use the eyes to make a nutritious and healthy soup," he said in one local newspaper interview.

He also said he rejected overweight men because they had too much cholesterol, and the elderly were spared because their flesh "is contaminated and very tough."

To add the pretty bizarre nature of his eating habits Dorangel claims he was "given" the bodies by various people, including the police. Local press have a different version with reports claiming that he preyed on homeless men and labourers whom he clubbed to death with a metal tube.

And of course it wouldn't be South America if some of the locals didn't say that Vargas may be being used as a scapegoat for a ring of human organ traffickers.

And just when you thought it couldn't get any more bizarre, it came out that Vargas is a former mental hospital patient who was arrested on similar charges four years ago but released shortly afterward due to a lack of evidence.

I think we will leave the last word to Mr. Vargas himself. Take it away Dorangel...

"I prefers the taste of men to women and will not eat hands, feet or testicles, although I've been on the point of trying them on various occasions."

Watta picky eater, Huh??????????

And the quote of the week........

When I murdered my wife I removed the one obstacle which for ten years had apparently held me in check. After she had gone the way was clear for me to fulfill my destiny."
JOHN CHRISTIE

[Panamark]

Onya IGO

Killer thread !