I'd use an icicle to stab someone. It's untraceable by DNA, no fingerprints and sharp enough to do it. That or inject oxygen into the vein of my victim via syringe. Both are flawless and untraceable methods. promise I'm not as creepy as I sound ^ I'd like to go into forensics some day. This stuff is kinda my passion *didnt notice someone else said icicle until after I posted. oops.
but where are you gonna kill them, and what about eye witnesses/cctv? wot are you gonna do with the body?
I'd eat them. Every bit, giving the bones to my cat and ppls dogs to gnaw on. I'd invite them over in person when no one is around so there's no one to think that i was the last person who saw them
Hit him with a blunt object when he ain’t looking.... clean said blunt object and return to where object was taken from. Next take the body and burn it to remove yours and the victims dna. While all of that is happening, go to a party or be seen in public. Maybe take a pic as a proof or be seen in a surveillance camera so it can be used as an alibi later. Return to body, maybe go to an incinerator to shred the burnt body. Or chop it up, whichever you prefer. Then dispose of the body like in trash bags and throw in garbage cans. Don’t be an idiot and throw them all in different places. Get some friends to join you, at least you’ll all have a good time arguing about what to do next. ???
I'm reading everyone else's responses that are all short and neat and here I am writing a LITERAL STORY AJDHSJ oh no why am I doing this sjfkzhdjd
I did mentioned somewhere quiet. Let's say I lure them in some abandoned house pretending I'm into crazy se.x in weird places
Let's go with the second method since someone has already gone with icicle. With the syringe, I would do it in a crowded area. Yes, cctv would be an issue but not as much of one as you may think. I'd do this in winter when it's cold enough and acceptable to wear gloves and would likely just get a random passerby in an inconspicuous spot that I'dbe able to reach quickly and do it swiftly. It can be done pretty much anywhere on the body and give the same result. I wouldn't worry much about disposing the body after the fact, I'd just let the oxygen do its thing and keep walking as they drop.
I have to say your plan has a bit of a problem. You need to be able to puncture the vein and is not like in the movies where you randomly stab and blood will gush. you need experience and practice to be able to do it.
This is such a funny subject because recently a nurse tried to kill some patients in the hospital I used to work in.
So if I were to murder someone, it’d have to be someone Im very distant from. Let’s say it’s a best friend or someone you’re in a relationship with, you’d be one of the first to be interrogate. So, let’s say someone in my English class. I’d randomly invite them, not over text though, in person, alone. I’d invite them to somewhere nobody goes , like a lake late at night. So I’d go to the store and freshly buy everything I would need to commit this murder in CASH. knifes, rope, etc. then when it comes to the actual murdering part I’d stab them to death. Now let’s say I wasn’t burning the body, and instead hiding it. First of all preferably I should murder the person in hot weather to speed up the decomposition, and also cut of the head and hands and hide those somewhere completely different from the rest of the body. I’d make sure there is no residue of myself stuck in their fingernails or anything of those sorts. I wouldn’t dump the body in the place I murdered it. I’d drive a city or two over and probably dump it in a lake. But preferably burn the body. But yeah, I’m no murderer so.
Murder. Hmmm. First off, I’d murder someone using a knife. I’d most likely do so in a motel. Of course, I’d rent the motel a day or two before executing the plan so I’d have time to cover up the entire place with plastic. Next, I’d lure someone into coming to the room with me and knock them out the moment they enter the room. Then I’ll pull out surgical blades and remove their organs because what’s the point of murdering someone (other than tending to your psychopathic tendencies) if you’re not going to make money out of it? Now getting away with it, there are many ways. Remove their teeth, mutilate their body, get rid of all the evidence of their DNA, and not keep any trophies. Now that I’ve done that. I will drive all the way to the desert and burn their body parts using the chemicals used in crematoriums and bury them. If I’m feeling lazy, I’d simply leave mutilated body parts across the desert and let the scavengers do their thing. If I wanted to be free and careless, I’d simply kill them at Yellowstone. Majority of Yellowstone is in Wyoming, but it extends out to neighboring states like Idaho and Montana. According to the 6th Amendment, a jury has to live in the district of where the crime was committed. Because no one lives on Idaho’s side of Yellowstone, neither Wyoming or Idaho can assemble a legal jury. All you need is a good attorney and you’ve gotten away with murder.
I'm so sorry this is so long skdhskdh I just thought this could be a neat setup. Especially because drunk people are usually stupid. Sorry if there's errors I didn't proof read very thoroughly. im trusting my bf, he said it was a good story and that he couldn't find any solid loopholes Let's say you don't want to murder anyone in particular. You aren't holding a grudge, you didn't have some childhood bully you still loathe, and you don't generally hate anyone; but you've still got that psychopathic itch for murder. No one suspects you have these quite, uh, horrific thoughts going on as you work your way through life. That's an amazing thing, though, because when you take a week of vacation days you've gotten and book a flight across the country, everyone thinks you simply need a break from the office. You thought that maybe if you committed the crime once, that itch would be gone. You weren't exactly sure how you'd go about this, you knew those crime shows like Bones, Criminal Minds, and Dexter weren't completely accurate, and you only had basic knowledge in forensics from college. That wasn't going to stop you, though. You would find a high risk area. If the city you went to was littered with gangs and regular break-ins, why would they suspect someone from several states away? You didn't want to kill some official person, just an aśshole you might spot while searching. And that's exactly what you found. A drunken príck that was practically slobbering over girls at a run-of-the-mill downtown bar. Security ended up kicking him out when he smashed a glass on the wall because the bartender cut him off for the night, and you left a couple minutes later after tugging on your leather jacket and gloves along with your hat, luckily finding him leaning against a light pole attempting to use his phone. You pulled your hat more snuggly on to ensure your hair was fully covered. Luckily you had some knowledge on how things like liquid latex from stupid Halloween parties you'd been forced to go to in college, there was no way this man, if he somehow survived, could give an accurate description of how you actually looked. A mole here, small scar there, a bigger nose, and blue eyes instead of brown. Your hair color and height were hidden too with these dress shoes and hat. You took this chance to feign sympathy, offering the man company on his way home, you'd call a taxi for him if it were too far.. but it was just around the block, how lucky, this must've been his regular spot. You walked him there, trying not to show your annoyance with his stumbling against you and horrid breath in your face as he got five inches from you when he spoke. He fumbled with his keys for what seemed like five minutes before you took them and unlocked the door yourself, pulling him inside. Feigning that boring sympathy again, you made sure he was okay. "A drink?" "Need to lay down?" "Here, I'll help you to the bedroom." and that's exactly what you did. He collapsed onto the bed, only half of his body on it, and seemed to pass out then and there. You sighed and nudged him until he woke back up, mumbling some random words you couldn't put together, and that's when you did it. You would've preferred using your hands, but that was risky, so you strangled him with a snippet of wire you held in your jacket pocket. You didn't expect it to be so bloody, but you should've considering a thin wire versus thin skin.. isn't the cleanest mix. A wave of relief and maybe even a small bit of happiness, something you hadn't felt since you were 12 when you killed the neighbors pet by "accident", fell over you when man died. You cleaned the wire off on comforter of the bed where blood already was, making sure to avoid getting it on yourself. You nudged the guy over, watching him fall to the ground and leave, but make sure to keep the front door unlocked. You go back towards the bar, knowing there were plenty of them scattered on that road, and find exactly what you were looking for; a group of drunk young guys messing around in a bar. You got attention from one of the big ones and began your act, not before slipping the wire delicately into one of their back pockets. "Can you help me? This guy down the road ran before I could grab him. He was all over these girls at a bar over and grabbed their shít." You got an iffy response and pulled out our wallet "Look, guys, you're huge and so was he, I can't do this myself. I'll pay you. I saw the place he ran to, I'm sure you can get their stuff back." You handed the bartender a few hundreds and made sure he would hold onto it and give it to the men when they came back, and that did the trick. You gave them the address and the name of the bar you would be at with 'the girls'. You watched them pour out of the bar and slipped out as well. Walking until you could push yourself into a line shuffling into a bar or club. Once you were in, you went to the bathroom, putting your leather jacket within the mess of trash, piling on some wet towels over it. No one wants to touch a wet jacket from a bar, it might not be water. You took off your fake facial features and waded them up in a towel to flush down the toilet, and you slipped your hat into your back pocket then messied your hair. And back to your hotel you went.
I would kill someone by first drugging them and than make it look like a heroine overdose, so many already happening, it'll look like just another dead junkie