How far do you robots go for your younger siblings?
>2012
>My sister's first day of highschool
>I walk her and give her advice
>A guy, who is a notable asshole throws a rock at her and calls her a 'scrawny virgin'
>She got mad and tried to ignore him as per usual
>He walked along with us, interrupting my advise and generally being and inbred asshole
>He is my friend's cousin so I know where he lived
>A few weeks after this I went to my friend's (let's call him Eric) house
>I visit Eric every Friday, so I decide to comet my revenge regally
>He checks gets his family's mail every Saturday at around 10:00am
>As a first wave I shit in his mailbox, around an hour after Eric goes to sleep
>The next day while his mom makes breakfast I look at his house's from the kitchen window
>I saw him grab my shit
>I don't giggle because one, I'm kinda nervous I might get caught
>And two, I mentally prepared myself not to
>Fast forward a week
>I decide to cover his mailbox in adhesive
>I think about it and assume that I'll get caught if I only do this on Saturdays, so I work out a schedule,
>I decide to do something every two to five weeks
INTJ confirmed.
>>29172383
A few weeks later
>On Monday
>I walk to their neighborhood
>I place a barbie doll on his front door and kill the flowers in their garden
>A couple more weeks pass and I put a barbie on his door and put a row of five dead fish
I worked at a pet store at the time
on his porch
>Eric tells me about a guy putting Barbies on his cousin's door
>The neighborhood watch is putting attention on his house
>I laugh
>Next week
>Friday
>It's like 2 AM so, no one is fucking awake
>I place a Barbie doll on his door, with a typed note saying "leave people alone"
>I take a piss in a water balloon and place it right in front of the step, so he'll step in a puddle while he checks his mail
>I leave him alone, because of security
>Than, my chance to really fuck him up begins that November
Continue?
>>29172383
you sound like a good brother senpai
I wouldn't stand up if it meant saving my sister's life.
Well I've never been in a situation where my little sister was being bullied. Don't know how I would react.
I'm extremely shy and submissive but thinking about somebody harming her fills me with rage.
I do things for her I wouldn't do for others. Even though I hate driving and avoid it whenever I can I'll drive her to get fast food when she wants it.
>>29172544
>He and his family are leaving for a week
>Eric is hired to feed the dogs and fish
>I tell him I'm the Barbie guy
>He lets me come with him
>He hates the kid anyway
I get five cheeseburgers from McDonald's
>I go into his house and work out my plan
>First, I stretch his shirts so they won't fit him anymore
>I than place the cheeseburgers on his bed to rot
>I finish by putting a row of dead fish and twenty barbies on his bed
>All with drawings I did of shit like Nazi symbols and 9/11, shit like that
>One note saying 'leave people alone"
Naturally, my friend gets in trouble due to poor planning
>I must clear his name
>While Eric and the asshole's families were meeting I place a barbie doll on the door and a dead kitten under it
>Ding dung ditches them
>He is let go of punishment
>We don't talk about this for weeks
>So, a month later I see him tearing up a girl's shirt while she was in gym class
>I avenge the girl
>After the Barbie ritual
>I put a shirt covered in (fake) blood on his porch
>At this point I'll probably get in legal trouble if I get caught
I only have big sisters that hated and ignored me. I wish I had a little sister or brother or that I was born a girl.
>>29172876
Continue m8
Sweet revenge is always nice.
>>29172876
>Get caught in January
>So, sketches of an obscure and hooded figure is hanged in the neighborhood
>So I work in the backyard
>Simple, since we live in Vermont and are surrounded by Forrest
>I do random pranks, and spend like $200 on Barbies that school year
>He later starts behaving
>After that I leave him alone
>Until.....
>My favorite teacher ever, let's call him Mr Jewberg
>Mr Jewberg's room was vandalized as a 'prank'
>The kid was the one that planned it
>Barbie man intensifies
>I gather a hundred Barbies and other /toy/s+accessories
Guns, swords, and shit like that mostly
>I cut all their hair like his
>I go to his house while he's away
>I put then all, and a pile of dead fish from the pet store in his room
>I stayed at Eric's house when he returned
>I heard him screaming from Eric's house
>He apologized to Jewberg the next day
That was the last time I saw him, from what my sister said he doesn't really do anything anymore. So that's good. Eric and I are still friends, and he gives asshole Barbies for Christmas, just to be a dick.
>>29172383
It's terrible when girls get shamed for being skinny virgins.
>>29173192
>he gives asshole Barbies for Christmas, just to be a dick.
Noice.
Almost killed a kid once.
>be me
>17 at the time
>twin sister was born 45 minutes after me and I'd always tease her about being a baby
>wasn't a complete robot back then
>had a few friends, could hold a conversation, even got invited to parties occasionally
>would also feel anxious talking to other people though
>sister was the only person I ever genuinely enjoyed being around
>she was just easy to speak to, didn't feel like I had a tight knot in my chest when we talked
>she was always pretty shy so I never really worried about her being taken advantage of by asshole guys
>eventually she finally found a boyfriend
>let's call him Adam
>Adam was a bit of a closet nerd but pretty much lived the normie life
>played baseball, was semi-popular
>pretty nice kid actually
>they dated for a couple months but it eventually kind of fizzled out
>basically just realized they weren't each other's "one" so they still stayed friends
>me and him hung out quite a bit and today he's actually still one of my best friends
>anyway, few months later she meets this complete fucking cunt
>one of those kids that thought he was the shit when in reality everyone wanted to curb stomp his ass
>let's call him shit stain
>honestly don't know what she saw in him
>hardly ever spent time with her, was just neglectful in general
>about 4-5 months in she comes home with a bruise on her cheek one day
>ask her about it and she gives some bullshit story about a nasty fall on the way home
>can tell she's genuinely upset though
>debate going over to his house and beating the fuck out of him but I decide not to
>See him next day at school in the hall
>Not the toughest guy but I wasn't really scrawny either
>Tell him if he ever so much as looks at her wrong again i'd snap his fucking neck
>tells me to fuck off but I can tell he's actually a little scared
>fast forward a couple more weeks
>everything's been fine right up until shit stain decides to throw a party at his house
Conting.
>>29173989
Plz Continue
I need to hear the tale of shitstain, and the ass whooping he received
>>29173989
>everyone generally hates him, but his parents were somewhat loaded and had a kickass house
>Sister begs me to go and try to get to know him a bit better
>says I'd actually like him better if I knew him like she did
>lolwut.jpg
>me and Adam decide to hang out and get stoned at my house instead
>great night right up until we get the call
>around 11:30 she calls me
>hysterically crying asking us to come get her
>won't tell me what's going on just begging us to get over there
>we hurry over to shit stain's house
>see her sitting out by the curb with a few of her friends
>to this day the worst thing i've ever seen was her that night
>mascara streaking down her face, another bruise on her cheek, so fucking distraught she can hardly even talk
>get her in the car and ask her friends what happened
>turns out shit stain got pretty drunk and tried to make a move that night
>they hadn't done it yet and she wasn't really ready and told him no
>he freaked out, hit her and told her to get the fuck out
>can feel my fucking blood boiling
>me and Adam get her home and immediately go back to shit stain's house
>drag his ass out of the party and into the street
Should've mentioned this earlier but i'm slightly bi-polar. Not usually serious but apparently that night I kind of blacked out.
>Next thing I remember me and Adam are at this thing called a flume connected to a river that's kind of on the outskirts of town
>have shit stain by the fucking hair and i'm mashing his face into a concrete barrier
>hands are fucking covered in blood
>realize I should stop but I honestly can't
>Adam pries him out of my hands and tells me to calm the fuck down
>kids face is completely unrecognizable
>we leave him there and get back home as quick as possible
>sister sees me as i'm walking in the door and I stop dead in my fucking tracks
>doesn't say a single word and just walks away upstairs
>the look on her face killed a little part of me that day
I am already throbbing op keep going
>>29174367
>it was like this mixture of disgust and disappointment
>I shower and go lie down in my room
>expecting the cops to show up at my door any second and arrest my ass
>stay awake the whole night just staring at the ceiling waiting
>somehow I fall asleep despite my heart feeling like it was going to fucking explode
>wake up feeling like the physical embodiment of death
>I can only imagine that that's what being a corpse feels like
>hand feels like it's broken, piercing headache so terrible I couldn't even think, throat feels like the god damn Sahara
>stumble my way to the kitchen and get glass of water
>sister and Adam sitting at the table talking
>can't even look her in the face
>all of the sudden she just comes over and hugs me
>never been too emotional but I have to fight the urge to cry like a fucking baby
>tells me she loves me but that what I did was unbelievably fucking stupid
>Apparently that night when I dragged him out I beat his ass right there in the street before we took him out to the river
>Adam tells me I was ready to kill the kid
>actually took him out to the river to dump his body
Amazingly shit stain was fine. Had to have his jaw wired shut and still looks fucked up to this day but no permanent damage. Thankfully he was so wasted he didn't remember anything about the night. After that we all sort of just pretended it never happened but I know they both saw me differently after that.
Both the worst and greatest moment of my life honestly. Never been a really sadistic or violent person but everytime I saw the bruises on my knuckles that lasted like a week I couldn't help but smile.
