Writing Prompts: Eddie Gluskin

You may use these writing prompts however you see fit! These are basically just the starting paragraphs of would-be stories, and then the rest of the work is yours. Go, and be crazier than a Mount Massive patient, my friends!

Eddie hummed as he drug the unconscious woman to the gurney. She was beautiful, her short, golden locks, and her pale, soft skin. Her features well-defined, the structure of her skeleton immaculate. She was going to be beautiful.

Eddie loomed over yet another beauty, one who simply wasn't meant for love. He carelessly lobbed her off the table, which was stained with blood, feces, and everything unpleasant. Bits of brain matter, intestine, and every form of viscera imaginable were wedged in between the raised wood planks that made up his work area. A cocktail of blood and urine had long since soaked into the boards of it, causing the mixed stench of ammonia and copper to waft throughout the roam. Quite shamefully, Eddie also examined the obvious stains of his ejaculation. So impolite and unbecoming, as well as quite a waste of his valuable seed. Seed that should be saved for the woman who should conceive his children.

Eddie struggled as yet another tube was shoved down his throat, gagging on it as it went down. He hadn't felt this violated since he was young, the two rapist pigs he grew up with having shown him what that word truly meant.

Eddie stared at the door, simply waiting for the ever-intrusive scientists to barge in. He could hear their boots clanking against the glossy, grey floor. Every footstep made Eddie cringe, it was like the announcement that pure annoyance and nosiness was approaching him. He'd never understand why they cared so much about his past, or why they cared about his previous would-be wives.