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Album of the Week: Happier Than Ever by Billie Eilish

A woman who needs no introduction at this point, this week saw pop sensation Billie Eilish finally release her much-anticipated sophomore album, Happier Than Ever.

Now although I enjoyed her breakout debut When We All Fall Asleep, Where Do We Go? I certainly wasn’t as enamoured with it to the extent that some people were, finding it to be impressive but just a tad overhyped. However, with this album the preceding singles had caught my intrigue, with Billie showing early signs of greater artistic maturity. Turns out they were a good indication, as this album sees Billie and producer brother Finneas really coming into their own.

If you’ve heard any Billie Eilish song, you’ll be aware by now that she’s not your typical popstar. Where her peers will max out on glossy production and consistently push their vocals to the limits, Billie typically takes a much more subtle approach. With her brother co-writing these songs and steering the ship as it were, Billie’s music never once becomes overburdened with unnecessary sonic elements across the 16 tracks here. Instead, everything is perfectly understated, ensuring that the moments where the pair do loosen the reigns a bit and go full throttle, they happen with even greater impact.

This is evidenced early on, as the album begins with Billie quietly entering into a one-sided conversation with the listener - catching them up on how she’s Getting Older, “aging well” and offering her current thoughts and feelings surrounding her growing fame. Suddenly out of nowhere, the sound of a dog growling fills the audio for the start of I Didn’t Change My Number and a defiant Billie begins to chime in on the attack. The beat continues drawing shades to a growl in the background, before exploding into a ravey bark for the euphoric instrumental outro.

It’s the perfect one-two combination to start the record and from there the pair continue to control the right balance between restraint and sharp moments of extravagance – be it Finneas working his magic in the studio or Billie letting her voice soar beyond her signature whisper. At times this is even achieved within a single track, such as the gloriously tribal electronic pulse of Oxytocin, which for me draws comparisons to Crystal Castles, offering one of the real high points of this record.

Speaking of high points there are many to choose from here, including bluesy break-up anthem Lost Cause, which sees Billie tear into her undoubtedly regretful ex-boyfriend with playful wit. Single Your Power then offers a different vibe altogether - a stunning, beautifully written ballad where Billie pleads with those holding powerful positions to reflect on the responsibility they have to others. However, it is arguably the title track itself that tops the lot here, beginning as a gentle acoustic number with a vulnerable Billie, before switching up sonically and thematically midway through, erupting into an incredible, soaring rock song in which Billie sings of having no regrets.

It’s an absolute triumph of a song and really an absolute triumph of an album. After having such a successful debut and building such a huge fanbase, the pressure was on Billie and Finneas to deliver big with this record. With Happier Than Ever they have achieved that, successfully showing how they have evolved as songwriters whilst also delivering one of the most accomplished and well-crafted pop records of the year thus far.

Listen to Happier Than Ever here

Animal by LUMP (Laura Marling & Mike Lindsay)

Elsewhere, acclaimed singer-songwriter Laura Marling and Mercury Prize-winning producer Mike Lindsay have teamed up once again for their second collaborative album.

Animal makes for an endlessly enchanting listen, with Lindsay’s array of electronics, guitars and classical instrumentation offering the perfect backdrop for Marling’s angelic, folky vocals. It somehow manages to feel both experimental and expertly moulded, with the sound this creative partnership has forged having a bewitching quality to it that will really put you under its spell.

From the sprinkling synth patterns and big bassline of opener Bloom At Night, the whirring wonderment of Gamma Ray, the twinkling of instrumental Hair On the Pillow to the epic, jazz-infused conclusion of Phantom Limb, this is a really fascinating record that is well worth your time.

Listen to Animal here

American Noir by Creeper

And finally on the Albums & EPs front, Southampton’s goth-rockers Creeper revealed their latest rock opera in the form of this typically theatrical 20-minute listen.

What’s more, they’ve managed to make it work as both a continuation of the story begun on recent album Sex, Death & The Infinite Void for the hardcore fans, as well as an engaging standalone release for those not familiar. From the soaring majesty of Midnight to the flamboyant glam-rock of Ghosts Over Calvary, through to the string-tinged closer Damned & Doomed, all in all this EP makes for a really fun listen.

Listen to American Noir here

Tracks of the Week

In Blur by Deafheaven

Onto the tracks front then this week and post-metal outfit Deafheaven continue to tease their potential Album of the Year contender with their sublime new sound. In Blur carries on in the same vein as the other recent singles, with clean vocals and more melodic guitar textures layering their dreamy shoegaze sound. Culminating in some really scintillating guitar work, anticipation for this one for me is now at a fever pitch.

Listen to In Blur here

Mimi by Big Red Machine feat. Ilsey

Another teaser from Aaron Dessner & Justin Vernon’s next Big Red Machine album also dropped this week, with singer-songwriter Ilsey Juber joining Vernon on lead vocal duties for this wonderful electric folk track.

Listen to Mimi here

Skate by Silk Sonic

Just when it looked like Anderson .Paak and Bruno Mars would never release more than one track under their Silk Sonic guise, they finally dropped their second single Skate this week, which delivers fun nostalgic vibes of 70s R&B and soul.

Listen to Skate here

Blue Heaven by Public Service Broadcasting feat. Andreya Casablanca

Coming off the back of People, Let’s Dance which is still one of my songs of the year thus far, musical historians Public Service Broadcasting team up with Gurr’s Andreya Casablanca for the second teaser from forthcoming album Bright Magic. Completely different to the first release, this one is a brilliant, guitar-driven slice of dreamy indie-pop. Another album I can’t wait to hear!

Listen to Blue Heaven here

PMA by All Time Low feat. Pale Waves

A rousing pop-punk collaboration about Post-Modern Anxiety, All Time Low and Pale Waves make for a match made in heaven on this hugely infectious tune.

Listen to PMA here

Enter Sandman by Weezer

And finally this week, the latest release from Metallica’s Blacklist project is a respectful cover of the classic Enter Sandman by rock legends Weezer. Great vocal performance by Rivers Cuomo on this one.

Listen to Weezer’s Enter Sandman cover here

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crewhonk · 5 years

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...Of The Line (Introduction)

A series collaboration with @nomadsgrogers where she writes for Giovanna as the reader! We’re just projecting onto our writing, its FINE

Series Summary: Steve watches YN Banner grow up before his eyes-- from a shy, dorky sixteen-year-old to a fierce, brilliant woman who never fails to keep him on his toes. He knows that she’s untouchable, but that doesn’t stop him from being completely wrapped around her finger for the rest of his long life.

Series Warnings: Mutual Pining, age gap, gun use, these two are idiots-- seriously they're so dumb, slow burn

Pairings: eventual Steve Rogers X Banner!Reader, eventual Buky Barnes X OC!Stark

Words: 2.7K

Chapter Summary: Introduction of YN Banner, her brilliance and her meeting her best friend, uncle and one Steve Rogers for the first time. (warnings: battle of new york, english major discourse)

“... Of The Line” Masterlist

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YN Banner had grown up under her father's wing. Her mother had left her at his doorstep in New York, swaddled in nothing but a baby pink blanket and a note describing how she was too much of her father. How she was too much of Hulk— the strength of him, and his same green eyes— it was too much for her mother.

He took her in without a doubt in his mind. He had never hulked out when she cried as a baby, or when she fell from a large boulder in Spain. In fact, Hulk seemed only concerned for her— no desire to show himself but all the desire in the world to shelter her from all that was bad or could hurt. And he did so— for sixteen long years, he had taught her to control herself, taught her to be gentle, and taught her to pick her fights only when she had no other option. She made her first perfect stitch at ten, she had corrected him on the progression of Gamma Cells at twelve. She was everything he could want in a child.

His heart, still, broke for her.

She had lost her first patient in Somalia—a child just shy of five to radiation poisoning. She had never had a home, nor a best friend, nor a proper education. Sure, she could explain the basis of nuclear physics in a way a child could understand (something he still couldn’t do) but she didn’t know how to write an essay, how to sit down long enough to understand the meaning of a story because hell, there was no time for that when you grew up running.

Until 2012 a few months after her sixteenth birthday when Natasha Romanoff swept her and Bruce to the big city of New York.

“What’s your name, Little Lamb?” She had crooned, tucking a strand of hair behind YN’s ear. Her touch was gentle, the caress of her still chubby cheek almost longing.

“YN Banner, Ma’am.”

“It’s Natasha to you, Pretty Lamb.”

Everything picked up after that— YN and Bruce had been shoved into an expensive lab (with swivelling seats!) and a time bomb of a weapon with probably the most overwhelming man on the planet. YN had actually grabbed his forearm when he jabbed Bruce int he side with a pen, hoping to bring out Big Guy. Her grip was too strong for that of a sixteen-year-old, and he wasn’t afraid like he should have been. He was amazed.

“YN Banner. Little genetic miracle. Nice to finally meet you and not read about you.”

“Touch my dad again like that and I’ll rip your arm off.”

“Good.”

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A few days had passed until the attack on New York. The man wearing horns and green silk had escaped along with the Big Guy and the Norse God, and they had returned with fire and blood and green blurs.

YN had been hiding in the bunker of the tower with a few of the civilian employees while the buildings crumbled around them when a girl around her own age sat beside her.

“Banner, right?” She asked, her dark eyes already on YN. YN only nodded, trying her very best to keep her cool under this very new, very stressful situation. She didn’t need to respond to the other girl for her to continue speaking.

“I’m Giovanna Stark. One night stand with my dad and I came out the other side of nine months. Left on his Malibu doorstep. Good thing too— Mom was apparently an English major. Can't do much with that though, can you? Write a book. Teach a few high school kids. Yell at the clouds or something.” YN found herself laughing more as the new girl— Giovanna— continued to ramble.

“Me too. I don’t know what my mom did— Dad doesn’t talk too much about her, but she didn’t like that I was too radioactive. Apparently, she likes her kids without Gamma radiation in their blood.”

“Wait,” Giovanna stopped her pity party with a hand on her knee. “You have Gamma in your blood?”

“Yes?”

“First, when dad saves the world can I take some blood? I’m going to be a surgeon in ten years and how cool would it be to write my thesis on Gamma blood and its benefits? Second, if I annoy you will you turn into a green monster?”

“I haven’t turned green yet, have I?” YN smiled, and Giovanna smiled back.

“I like you. I think I’ll keep you.”

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As it turns out, Giovanna was just as smart as YN was— the two girls found themselves in the lab most hours of the day following the disaster that was New York. YN’s dad had hulked out, and Tony and his assistant (“they’re going to get married one day, honestly”) cleaned up the legal mess quickly and beautifully. Giovanna had drawn blood and babbled on excitedly in Italian about how different YN’s blood from any other humans blood she had seen before.

“Seriously, the way it adapts to the mutation as it multiplies is better than any porn I could find on the internet.” Giovanna rushed excitedly, putting the slides in the freezer and wiping down the counter. “This is brilliant— you’re brilliant.”

YN could only blush and smile, excited to have someone in her life who stretched her boundaries to the border of discomfort. She had been learning so much about how to be a sixteen-year-old in the past week that when Bruce walked into the lab one Monday night to ask if she wanted to join him in Australia, she could only wrap her arms around his neck in a tight hug.

“I think I’m gonna stay here, Papa. I— I can be a teenager here. I don’t have to save lives here, and I can actually finally read Harry Potter for the first time. I— I want to have as much of a childhood as I can.” She whispered a grimace on her face for fear of breaking her own dear father's heart.

“Good.” He only smiled tears of joy in his eyes. Finally, he could give her everything she deserved. “You stay here. I’ll come back every two weeks. Maybe I’ll even get you some presents occasionally.”

“Presents?” YN tried to quell her excitement. She hadn’t grown up with much, so the idea of her father spending money on her on things she didn’t need sent a small thrill jolting up her spine.

“Occasionally.”

“I love you, Papa.” She squealed, hugging him tighter. He squeezed back, burying his face in her messy hair and breathing her in. This would be the longest they would be separated and it scared the life out of him.

“Love you, Squish.”

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It’s later that day after Bruce leaves on a fancy jet that YN meets Steve Rogers for the first time. She had stolen American textbooks before, read through them and rolled her eyes at the basic knowledge that was the American curriculum, but one topic she could never get enough of was that of the Howling Commandos. Bucky Barnes, quick with numbers and a gun and oh, so easy on the eyes. Timothy Dugan, always smiling under the bush of moustache hair on his lip. Gabriel Jones expert sharpshooter and the best translator in the American Army— twenty languages in his load magazine.

Steve Rogers, sickly small until a serum mutated his blood and made him a soldier with enhanced strength, speed, agility, stamina, endurance, reflexes, durability, and regenerative healing.

YN couldn’t say she didn’t like to see someone like her heightened to such a high pedestal.

Tony had thrown a dinner in celebration of the commemoration of the Avengers: Initiative. The dinner wasn’t much— take out from any place that hadn't been destroyed and was, in fact, still open. “God bless the working class,” he had said after finishing his second cheeseburger. Gio sat next to a mopey YN who was not yet used to being without her dad and chatted around the food in her mouth while YN picked at her fries.

“Roscoe! Nice fo you to finally join us!” Tony cried, grinning as Steve Rogers rolled his eyes and sat down next to Tony. God, he was even more beautiful here in front of her than in the books she stole. His blond hair was darkened by the water fo his recent shower, skin tinged pink from the heat of it but fresh nonetheless. His shoulders were beyond wide and thick, and his arms bulged under the fabric of his white t-shirt. YN flushed red at the idea of him picking her up and doing things her father would very much not approve of. His thighs were straining the dark grey fabric of his sweatpants and YN had to genuinely turn towards Giovanna and talk to her so she would force herself to not stare at this Adonis of a man.

She, in her distraction of him, hadn’t noticed that he was staring at her in much of the same likeness. Her skin was glowing and soft, probably malleable under his hands, the softness of puberty just barely leaving her stomach and shoulders and face— a soft thing which he almost immediately wished to protect. He wanted to hide her away from the world until she looked at him. Her eyes were impossibly gentle but had an arsenal of maturity behind them and a roaring fight behind the shine of her green iris. She had fought every day to be where she was now, and the intelligence in her posture told him already that she would continue to stay and continue to fight. Whichever teen was lucky enough to catch her eye would be blessed by Thor himself— this was, in fact, an angel among them.

“Sorry, the media wanted about one hundred quotes. Did you save any fries?” He asked, and YN swore she could hear his stomach snarl at the sight of food.

“Nah, they were good though, if that means anything to you,” Tony said halfway through a bite of his third burger. (“I’m a growing boy!”)

“It doesn’t but thanks,” Steve grumbled, grabbing a take out container of fried rice and pulling it towards him. One thing Steve loved about this whole new century was the diverse choices of food. Sure, he still boiled everything but he honest to god had no clue how to do anything else so take-out was a really neat invention. YN acted quickly, sliding her paper plate of fries towards him and offering him a small smile and a shrug.

“I wasn’t gonna eat much anyways.” And Steve blushed nodded a thank you before swallowing them all down in a matter of seconds. Kind girl, he thought.

They talked aimlessly, laughing about some of the things they had seen in battle and boasting about their teammate's work and the night passed quickly. YN, always the shy one, could only steal impossibly brief glances at Steve as if he was the sun and she couldn’t look at him too long for fear of being hurt.

“What about you, what do you want to do?” Steve asked her now, and she flushed at the intensity of his stare before looking down and picking at her nails.

“I wanna work at an outreach centre, I think. Or maybe make changes in government that allows for kids like me to be safer in their homes. Something with kids.” She said faintly— she genuinely wasn’t entirely sure if she would even be able to go to school, but Bruce had always taught her it was good to have plans— something to look forward to.

“That’s amazing.” He encouraged ducking his head to catch her eye. His smile was gentle and warm and YN’s stomach flipped. “Nice to know that you two are going to be leaders of your generation. Real trailblazers.”

The way Steve made YN feel seen was a feeling she really didn’t want to go away any time soon.

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It’s about three in the morning later that evening and YN was sprawled on Giovanna's white duvet, staring at the posters on her ceiling and listening to One Direction's most recent album (”Take Me Home”) as Giovanna sat next to her, painting her own toenails a bright blue.

“You’re more broody than usual.” Giovanna piped up after a song called ‘She’s Not Afraid’, and YN shot her a confused look.

“Pardon?”

“I know we just met, but you’re already easy to read. What’s going on?” Giovanna asked, putting the lid onto the varnish and hucking the bottle across the room. It landed in one of her clothing drawers and Gio fist pumped before leaning back on a hand and staring YN down.

“Nothing.”

“Liar.”

“I just— God. Steve’s really nice, okay?” YN groaned covering her face with her hands and groaning into them. Giovanna’s eyebrows shot up before a thrill shot through her bones— did she sense a crush? Was this what that was?

“Bit of a stick in the mud, honestly— but yeah, he’s nice. His butt’s nice too.” Giovanna smiled, watching as YN’s skin flushed a darker red and cheering silently to herself. God, she was good.

“Yeah, I noticed,” YN mumbled, dropping her hands to her sides and smiling at her new friend who squealed and threw herself back onto the bed before clapping excitedly. YN shushed her quickly for fear of her excitement waking up the others on the floor, and Gio shushed herself enough to only let out a tiny squeak of excitement every ten seconds. The two sat in silence for only a few seconds longer before YN opened her mouth to speak once more.

“I think this one singing now is my favourite.”

“Harry’s my favourite too.”

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Three years had passed since then, Uncle Tony, as YN knew him now, had defeated the Mandarine (white cooperate guy playing the villain? Groundbreaking.), moved into his Malibu house, moved out of the house, rescued Dum-E and ended themselves back in the Avengers Tower. Flashy building with far too many rooms, but home. Always home.

YN and Giovanna had since become inseparable, bonding in a way only soulmates did and having the ability to almost communicate telepathically when words were not able to be said. They were both homeschooled by Tony and Pepper themselves, Bruce dropping by often and teaching them both about anatomy and other surgical procedures. Giovanna had almost cried the first time he complimented a sucre— textbook, he had said and she squealed and threw her arms around his shoulders.

“Thank you, Uncle Bruce!” She squealed into his ear. YN watched with bated breath— not out of jealousy but out of fear of Big Guy getting too uncomfortable. However, much to her surprise and joy, Big Guy made no move to show himself, only purring low in Bruce’s chest and hugging Giovanna tighter.

“Anytime, Brains. Now, YN come over here. JARVIS has a hologram of a heart that I want you guys to see.”

When YN and Giovanna weren’t in class or in the lab tinkering into the early hours of the morning with their dads, they were in the gym with Tony’s trainer, as Natasha and Steve had been posted down in Washington. She had worked their muscles and refined their fighting until they were almost lethal. It wasn’t until Clint had dropped by for. Weak they really became the pair to watch. Giovanna had become fond of the shining knives in the armoury, and YN had become fond of the arsenal of guns and Widow tech Natasha had left behind when she and Steve had left for Washington. Her aim was impeccable and her strategy on the matt threw even Clint a run for his money. It was an impossible match when Giovanna backed YN up— two angry, twirling tropical storms which could take out anyone who dared face them head-on.

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nomimits7 · 4 years

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Undecided - Victim Catalog

Undecided Victim Catalogue

Note: Some of the descriptions used in this catalog can become very detailed. I would advise those sensitive to the subject of death to rather give this a skip. I only compiled these to give an insight into how the boys’ personalities changed. Again, proceed with caution. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Victim: Seo Daniel (calm or poised) – Yoongi

Gender: Male

Age: 25

Time of death: Between 10 pm and 11 pm on the 1st of July 2019

Cause: Suffocated by an object that blocked his airway.

Details of death: Victim was found inside his car wearing a black pants suit and red sneakers. At first cause of death was thought to be blood loss from the ear to ear cut over his throat, it was later determined the victim was first suffocated with a large object before the object was removed via the cut. Some trace evidence could be found on the victims’ clothes. It was later established that the clothes didn’t belong to the victim. The entire body was washed and nearly, but not completely, drained of blood when he was found. There were traces of the drug Gamma-hydroxybutyric acid or GHB in his system. This drug is suspected to have been used to secure or overwhelm the victim.

Notes: Draining of blood was quite messy, find an alternative. Daniel made gurgling sounds as he struggled to breathe, use recordings of sounds to scare the drug lord. Be careful of the type of clothes worn during the murder. Wear clothes that leave less trace evidence, like silk. Larger dosage of drugs takes the fun away, useless. No rection of fear or guild was felt during the murder, only satisfaction. It felt good to take a life, I wouldn’t hesitate to do it again.

Victim: Yeon Rachel (beautiful or graceful) – Jimin

Gender: Female

Age: 23

Time of death: Between 10:30 pm and 11 pm on the 4th of July 2019

Cause: Blood loss via near decapitation

Details of death: Victim was found sitting in a tree wearing a dark blue work overall and red sandals. The cause of death was the loss of blood via a very clean cut from ear to ear over the neck region. Cleanness of cut suggests either it was made by a highly skilled doctor or the cut was to ensure a very slow and painful death. The body was found cleaned and nearly, but not completely, drained of blood. There was some trace evidence on victims’ clothes. It was later confirmed that the clothes didn’t belong to the victim. Traces of the drug Gamma-hydroxybutyric acid or GHB were present in the victim's body suggesting that she was conscious but unable to fight back.

Notes: Next time we put someone in a tree, the taller hyungs will do the lifting. Surgical blades work better when cutting someone’s throat, they slice cleaner. Jin-hyung’s instruction was very clear and therefore the cut looked very professional, he said so himself. Draining the blood by pumping water into the system via the radial artery works better than just letting them bleed out. The dosage of drugs used was better, but she couldn’t fight back which was a shame. I thoroughly enjoyed seeing her life slip from her, Yoongi-hyung was right.

Victim: Kwon Mae-Mae (power or authority) – Taehyung

Gender: Female

Age: 22

Time of death: 12 am on the 9th of July 2019

Cause: Blood loss via a vertical incision over the femoral artery on the right leg

Details of death: Victim was found at a homeless shelter doorstep wearing a black oversized cocktail dress and workers boots that were painted or sprayed red. The cause of death was excessive blood loss via the right femoral artery. Death was nearly instant and painless. The body was found cleaned and nearly drained of blood. No trace evidence was found on the body or on the victims’ clothes. It was later established that the clothes weren’t the victim's own. The drug Gamma-hydroxybutyric acid was found in her system and the amount suggested that the victim was probably unconscious during the time of her death.

Notes: The more torture, the better. The victim died way to fast and her system didn’t react well to the drug used. She was out cold within 2 minutes after the drug was issued. The victim was only conscious for 30 seconds after the cut was made. Silk clothes work best while murdering. Next time the torture will be 5 hours or more, not only 2 hours long. The more mentally insane they are, the prettier the picture becomes while they die.

Victim: Hyun Yeri-lee (profound or mysterious) – Jungkook

Gender: Female

Age: 22

Time of death: 9 pm on the 13th of July 2019

Cause: Blood loss via the right Femoral artery

Details of death: Victim was found taped to a lamp post in the city wearing a dark grey suit and red clown shoes. The cause of death was determined to be blood loss via the femoral artery. Small stab-like incisions were found on the right leg just nicking the artery. It was enough to cause death but to little, for the death to be painless. Death was determined to have been over several hours. The victims’ body was clean and nearly drained of blood when found. No trace evidence was found on the victim's body or clothes. It was later established that the clothes weren’t the victims. Bruises found on the victims’ hips indicate that she was held down during death. Traces of the drug Gamma-hydroxybutyric acid were found in the victims’ system, but these levels weren’t enough to ensure a fight less or painless death.

Notes: Loved being ironic when I was placing the victim. She was a highly respected woman, and the place she was found made her look like a prostitute. She was fairly easy to seduce and convinced into sexual activities involving some pain. Everyone was present during her death and the pain she endured was… erotic. I never slept that good in weeks. She did not, however, like the idea of being shared so some force had to be used during the cut session. She sure knew how to put up a fight, it’s such a shame she could win.

Victim: Byun Linda (excitable or impatient) – Hoseok

Gender: Female

Age: 25

Time of death: 2 am on the 16th of July 2019

Cause: Single gunshot to the head, executioner style.

Details of death: Victim was found sitting outside a coffee shop in a local shopping center wearing what appeared to be a black ball gown and red ballet shoes. Bruises on her knees indicate that she must have fallen trying to escape or her perpetrator forced her on her knees. Both can be valid. Her feet had blisters on them which could indicate her running in uncomfortable shoes or the ballet shoes belonged to her. She also had several bruises on her arms in the form of hands, more than one set or hand bruises, indicating she was manhandled in her final hours. The gunshot to the back of her head was done in an executioner style. Her body was clean, and no trace evidence was found on her clothing. It was later established the dress wasn’t the victims. Traces of the drug Rohypnol and alcohol were found in her blood. The alcohol levels were under the legal limit.

Notes: I loved the hunt. And the fact that my brothers helped me, but still allowed me to take her life. The pure fear in her eyes as she felt the cold metal of the gun was worth the trouble she caused. She was quite fast for someone in very high heels. The new drug worked like a charm and we will definitely use it again. It makes matters very interesting.

Victim: Myung Mary-lee (Bright or brilliant) – Namjoon

Gender: Female

Age: 24

Time of death: 12 am on the 22nd of July 2019

Cause: Major blood loss through gunshot wound in the victims head

Details of death: Victim was found draped over a chair in a motel wearing a dark blue silk pajama set with red strapless high heels. A single gunshot wound was found straight through the victims’ skull. The gunshot was not fatal, and the victim died of blood loss. It's suspected that the victim was tortured before death and mutilated afterward with a sharp object. The victim’s body was covered with bruises and cuts. The victim's throat was also burned by acid or something strong. The body was found clean and almost completely drained of blood. No trace evidence was found on the victims’ clothes. It was later established that the clothes did, in fact, belong to the victim. No drugs were found in the victims’ system.

Notes: killing awoke a rage within me that I never knew I possessed. The torture lasted over 6 hours long and everyone had a go, but I was the one to deliver the final strikes. Something about mutilating the body afterward was also satisfying. A razor blade is an object I would recommend to anyone looking to torture but not kill. Besides, papercuts hurt like a bitch, especially when the blade is hot and nothing dampers the pain.

Victim: Jun Luke (talented or handsome) – Jin

Gender: Male

Age: 24

Time of death: 11 pm on the 19th of July 2019

Cause: Poisoning

Details of death: Victim was found in the hotel basement. The victim has already entered the advance stage of decomposition, meaning the victim died a few days prior. No clothing was found with the victim. The victim’s blood wasn’t drained like previous victims, but red paint was used to cover his feet and black paint remnants were found around his jugular(neck) area. The toxic screening of the victim's body revealed that multiple poisons where used. The victim's organs were nearly disintegrated, but this can also be due to decomposition. The poison that most likely killed the victims was cyanide. No other information could be gathered from the victim.

Notes: Clearly more research has to be done on dumping sites. The hotel staff really let us down and therefore the victim was found almost too late. Although, this could also work in our favor in the future. Only so much can be told from a nearly decomposed body, and skeletal remains can only estimate certain things. Nothing’s official. People trust too easily, which made it so easy to poison him.

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