Elliot Rodger

From Encyclopedia Dramatica
Jump to navigation Jump to search
Elliot Selfie (25).jpg


The subject of this article is a virgin with rage.


Budd Dwyer.gif
Lose an iPod?

This page contains an hero.
Aspergerbenice.gif This person has Assburgers Syndrome,
so you can't say anything bad! :-(


Be aware of that, you insensitive fuck.
Elliot Rodger
Elliot Mlady.jpg
Born July 24, 1991
Nationality Americunt USA
Highscore Killed 6

Injured 14

Style Single Player / Grand Theft Auto
An Hero Yes
Title The Supreme Gentleman

The Purifier

Rank 77th Place :(
Motive virgin with Rage

Elliot Oliver Robertson Rodger aka The Supreme Gentleman™ (online aliases ElliotR1, The Purifier, TheWowGenius, Valtharion, Ramsaybolton, Varodan123, and a handful of Youtube socks) is known worldwide as not only the best World of Warcraft player this planet has ever seen and an award-winning author, but also a chronically aspergic love-shy misogynist, who on May 23rd, 2014, fulfilled his lifelong dream of reenacting Grand Theft Auto, by gunning down numerous prostitutes from the sanctity of his BMW because he was angry that he was 22 years old and still a virgin.

Like other national treasures such as Cho, William Atchison, David Katz, the Columbine Killers, Randy Stair, Dimitrious Pagourtzis, the Unabomber, Nick Cruz, Omar Marteen, Adam Lanza, Timothy McVeigh, Nasim Aghdam, Anders Behring Breivik, Paris sandniggers, Stephen Paddock, Osama Bin Laden, and Adolf Hitler, Elliot left the world with a 100+ page manifesto auto-biography, video blogs, warning signs, and a month long session of The Blame Game to satisfy the media's savage appetite for misery. He was also a prominent member of the MGTOW incel community, and occasionally posted on Bodybuilding.com before offing himself.

Also notable is that Elliot was the son of the Hunger Games assistant director Peter Rodger (Jewish of course), which not only marks Peter's complete failure as a director (See: Battle Royale) but also his failure as a parent.

Elliot was victorious in receiving the Golden iPod for 2014, for going out with a BANG!

But First, Lemme Take a #Selfie

A common Windows error message that people like You will see.
The World's Supreme Gentleman™ About missing Pics
[Collapse GalleryExpand Gallery]

Early Childhood

Elliot was the spawn of an Asian and a Brit, leaving him forever cursed with a small penis. This fact is further cemented by a post he made on the Bodybuilding.com forum just 2 weeks prior to his rampage in regards to average penis length.

4 Inch Cock.png



Elliot Rodger (middle), suffering.
Error creating thumbnail: File missing
nuff said
Elliot Rodger's step mom. George Lucas tapped that shit. George Lucas tapped his mother, not his step mom Soumaya.
The life of Elliot Roger as told by Mike Judge

Information ascertained from the above post makes it very clear that his inferior penis helped motivate him to end his life and the lives of those who would most certainly laugh at the sight of it.

At a very young age, Elliot was diagnosed with full-blown ass burgers. While this is not always a death sentence, as most spergs indulge themselves with non-violent obsessions such as Sanic, 2hu or My Little Pony, Elliot would instead obsess over his social failures and Girls who rejected and ignored him. Throughout school, Elliot would devote himself to his countless embarrassing moments and social inadequacies, most notably his inability to get laid despite being the nicest guy in the whole entire world.

Throughout his TL;DR manifesto, Elliot recalls such traumatic situations as "hurting his hand on a cactus" and "my parents got a divorce." Internet psychologists agree that these things molded him into the cold blooded killer he would later become.

My Posting Career

Throughout college, instead of going to parties and potentially getting laid, Elliot would spend his time leveling up numerous World of Warcraft characters, being a nuisance on discussion forums, blanking Justin Bieber's Wikipedia article, and filling out dating profiles. He eventually found internet stardom as "The Purifier" on the PUAHate.com forums, a site dedicated to crying about being ripped off by people who offer dating advice.

His earliest internet activity however is on YouTube, where he was the root user of a dozen sock accounts which were dedicated to letting everyone know that "JUSTIN BIEBER IS AN UGLY MONSTER". He would use these sock accounts to spam Bieber videos with this message.

Youtube Highlights


   
 
Why can't you punch them if they are a girl? you a wimp?
 

 
 

—Elliot Rodger, age 18



Elliot was also active on the Teenspot boards during this time where he would create threads about why nobody wants to date him while reminding women in their own dating threads just how ugly they are. Additionally, he also had dating profiles on OKCupid, Plentyoffish, and Adult Friend Finder where he neglected to post a picture of his shriveled Asian microcock.

Youre a very ugly girl.png



20/M Half White, half asian guy :)




After playing the field for a year on the internet, Elliot resigned to a life of MMOs and vandalizing Wikipedia articles. While wiki vandalism is generally considered to be an honorable task for any internet denizen, his methods and targets negate any internet cool points he could have earned for doing so. Elliot's primary targets on Wikipedia were the Footjob and Fellatio articles where he would remove images of the act, his Holocaust photographer grandfather, blanking the Justin Bieber article, and an article about a bodybuilder for which he might have looked like had he spent a fraction of the time in the gym as he spent on the computer. An interesting note about the bodybuilder article (Aziz Shavershain) is that the date of vandalism coincide with his final attempt to get laid, meaning that after failing to get pussy he started removing images of a person who most clearly has no difficulties with it.

ElliotR1's complete diff history on TOW in case any zealous admin decides to purge it:

[Collapse GalleryExpand Gallery]


GentlemenClubWOW.jpg


Elliot was an avid World of Warcraft player on the Tichondrius server, having multiple characters at level 80. He was so good at WoW that he named himself "TheWowGenius" and spent his non-WoW hours acting like a faggot on WoW forums.

   
 
It kept me from going insane with boredom and depression during my lonely teenage years.
 

 
 

—Someone send this to Blizzard's PR Department


Elliot would refer to his detractors as "carebears" before winning internet arguments, and would later flaunt his victories because to him it was the next best thing to having sex.

World of Warcraft Forum Highlights



PUAHate Purifier Animals.png



In his final year, Elliot found solace in a community devoted to the terminally love-shy whose sole purpose was to cry about the money they lost buying "How to Score" manuals off the internet. These people, who refer to themselves as "Incels", spend their days reminding each other that all women are disgusting, vile, hateful Neanderthals without grasping the irony.

Over time, Elliot became a known and respected member of PUAHate.com under the username "The Purifier". His ideologically preaching posts were encapsulated with so much rage and resentment of the female gender that even the most sexless members of PUAHate bowed before his awe-inspiring virgin presence. Elliot was so well respected that the day after the shootings, the members of the now defunct forum congregated on video chat to lament in how incredible his message was. One member speaking over voice chat with a thick Australian accent was so inspired by Elliot's rampage that he vowed to inflict the same punishment upon his enemies. These acts were never carried out, as it is assumed that he was eaten by dingos, and Ausfailia b& guns after Martin Bryant went loose.

Elliot's messages were preachy, authoritative, and laced with the hatred that only a virgin who spent his college years playing MMOs could conjure. Far from scoring him any pussy or intimidating his detractors, his posts only served to cement his reputation as a fgt and out him as a self-hating chink-Kike trying to pass as a member of the superior white race.

The Purifier on PUAHate.com
PUAHate.com Caps About missing Pics
[Collapse GalleryExpand Gallery]



Elliot Ad.jpg



Elliots Struggle.png



In Elliot's final days, he registered on the bodybuilding.com forum identifying himself as 5' 9'' weighing in at a hulking 135 lbs, and immediately began posting his Purifier-esque rants on the site's off-topic forum. He was met with ridicule and eerie predictions that he was to become a serial killer, unbeknownst that he had already finished his plan and was days away from worldwide stardom.

The abuse he received from the site's regular users was so intense that the forum's administration deleted fucking everything the moment news surfaced that he was posting there. Showcasing prolific trolling technique, Elliot informed everyone that they were jealous of his unparalleled beauty, his nice car, superior intelligence, and God-tier gentlemanly behavior. Alas, nobody paid much attention and instead just laughed at his weight for a week straight.



Elliot's Final Words
Elliots Final Words.png



Supreme Gentleman.jpg



Rage of the incel Virgin

Rage of the Virgin.jpg
Elliot GTA.jpg

After finishing his manifesto and releasing his final youtube vlog, Elliot had high hopes of achieving God-tier status by dustin' an entire sorority house. Like Columbine, his massacre had a lot of potential, but ultimately went to shit. His main target was the Alpha Phi sorority, but much in the same way that Harris & Klebold's master plan of turning their school into a crater with homemade bombs failed, his plan also failed hard, but in an even more pathetic manner. Elliot couldn't get them to open the front door, so he immediately fell back on plan B, which consisted of shooting the fuck out of everything in sight. If he wasn't such a fucking idiot, he would have found a way to break in; like by picking the lock, or by breaching the door using a shotgun, or even just wait until the door isn't fuckin' locked.

Level 1: Take out your Roommates

This is the tutorial stage, where you learn how to use a knife, and stab your three Asian roommates to death, while they are distracted by a Starcraft tournament OTI. This level serves to demonstrate the vast physics capabilities and realistic ragdolls the NPCs have. You will need to learn how the stealth mechanics work, for you must be a Silent Assassin.

Level 2: Alpha Phi

In this stage, you approach the sorority house and attempt to break in by knocking very loudly on the door for three minutes. When none of the residents answer your knocks, you are presented with a choice.

  • Option A: Break into the home.
  • Option B: Cry.

If you chose Option A, Elliot will attempt to break into the home by climbing through a window. Unfortunately because of his miniature height, he is unable to reach the first-floor window and during this attempt is apprehended by a police officer resulting in an immediate game over and life in prison. Option B is the only way to proceed with the game, at which point Elliot cries about his failure of a plan and then begins shooting at random people on the sidewalk.

(Fact, Elliot's original intentions were to set the sorority house on fire. Had he bought himself some gas and a lighter, he could have killed more women, which was exactly what he wanted. Why he didn't end up doing that instead of hoping they would open the door for him, which even blondes aren't dumb enough to do, is anyone's guess.)

Level 3: The Deli

Elliot hops in his car and drives to the one place where he is certain there will be women - a sandwich shop. Upon arrival, he finds that instead of women, the place is populated by beaners who took everyone's jerbz. With his plan failing for a second time, Elliot opens fire and cries again before driving off to his next destination.

Level 4: Sperg Rage

This is where you can rack up the most points. The stage starts with a 10 minute countdown clock with Elliot behind the wheel mowing down pedestrians like a gangsta and running bicyclists off the road. When the timer reaches 2 minutes, police officers appear and begin returning fire. Once the timer is up, Elliot crashes into a parked car.

Level 5: An-Hero

In this final stage, you have 10 seconds to punch in the Konami Code before officers drag you out the car and place you under arrest. If you enter the code in time, Elliot is released from his sexless prison and awarded with 72 virgins, not including himself.

Fact: Elliot Rodger's low-scoring spree signified the moment mass-shootings in America officially became a Forced Meme.

Actual Gameplay Footage


Brony insight.jpg



Choice segments from "My Twisted World"

Here are some of the best parts from his 141 page long manifesto.

   
 
My two housemates were nice, but they kept inviting over this friend of theirs named

Chance. He was black boy who came over all the time, and I hated his cocksure attitude. Inevitably, a vile incident occurred between me and him. I was eating a meal in the kitchen when he came over and started bragging to my housemates about his success with girls. I couldn’t stand it, so I proceeded to ask them all if they were virgins. They all looked at me weirdly and said that they had lost their virginity long ago. I felt so inferior, as it reminded me of how much I have missed out in life. And then this black boy named Chance said that he lost his virginity when he was only thirteen! In addition, he said that the girl he lost his virginity to was a blonde white girl! I was so enraged that I almost splashed him with my orange juice. I indignantly told him that I did not believe him, and then I went to my room to cry. I cried and cried and cried, and then I called my mother and cried to her on the phone. How could an inferior, ugly black boy be able to get a white girl and not me? I am beautiful, and I am half white myself. I am descended from British aristocracy. He is descended from slaves. I deserve it more. I tried not to believe his foul words, but they were already said, and it was hard to erase from my mind. If this is actually true, if this ugly black filth was able to have sex with a blonde white girl at the age of thirteen while I’ve had to suffer virginity all my life, then this just proves how ridiculous the female gender is. They would give themselves to this filthy scum, but they reject ME? The injustice!
 


 
 

—Rodger, disgracing the white race.

   
 
August 5th came quickly, and I prepared myself to be in a pleasant mood to meet them. Their names

were Ryan and Angel, and to my dismay they were of Hispanic race. In addition, the two of them were already friends with each other, which meant that they could possibly gang up against me if any conflicts were to arise. They also seemed like rowdy, low-class types. My first impression of them soured me, but I tried to be pleasant and not show it. The two of them acted cordial to me on the first day, but after observing them for a bit, I had a bad feeling that they would be trouble to live with… And they were to be my housemates for a whole year! When I was alone in my room, I panicked to myself at how dire a situation this was. This was extremely disappointing. I was hoping I would get decent, mature, clean-cut housemates. Instead I got low-class scum. On the second day, they started inviting their equally rowdy friends into my apartment, and we exchanged more small talk. To my indignant surprise, they asked me the question I always dreaded answering: “Are you a virgin?” I admitted that I was a virgin. I always admitted the truth about this. It was my life struggle, and I couldn’t lie about such a thing. They then had the audacity to tell me that they lost their virginity long ago, bragging about all the girls they had slept with. I particularly hated Angel because of his ugly pig-face. How could such an ugly animal have had sexual experiences with girls, and yet I haven’t? What was wrong with this world? I got so angry that I went to my room and punched the wall. They heard me and started laughing.
 


 
 

—Rodger, disgracing the white race again.

   
 
I came across this Asian guy who was talking to a white girl. The sight of that filled me with rage. I always felt as if white girls thought less of me because I was half-Asian, but then I see this white girl at the party talking to a full-blooded Asian. I never had that kind of attention from a white girl! And white girls are the only girls I’m attracted to, especially the blondes. How could an ugly Asian attract the attention of a white girl, while a beautiful Eurasian like myself never had any attention from them? I thought with rage. I glared at them for a bit, and then decided I had been insulted enough. I angrily walked toward them and bumped the Asian guy aside, trying to act cocky and arrogant to both the boy and the girl. My drunken state got the better of me, and I almost fell over to the floor after a few minutes of this. They said something along the lines that I was very drunk and that I needed to get some water, so I angrily left them and went out to the front yard, where the main partying happened. Rage fumed inside me as I realized that I just walked away from that confrontation, so I rushed back into the house and spitefully insulted the Asian before walking outside again.
 

 
 

—Rodger, disgracing his own race this time.

   
 
Another incident happened on the following day, near the same location. I went to the Starbucks at

the Camino Real Marketplace by myself, like I usually did every morning. I ordered my coffee and sat down on one of their chairs to relax. A few moments later, when I looked up from my drink, I saw a young couple standing in line. The two of them were kissing passionately. The boy looked like an obnoxious punk; he was tall and wore baggy pants. The girl was a pretty blonde! They looked like they were in the throes of passionate sexual attraction to each other, rubbing their bodies together and tongue kissing in front of everyone. I was absolutely livid with envious hatred. When they left the store I followed them to their car and splashed my coffee all over them. The boy yelled at me and I quickly ran away in fear. I was panicking as I got into my car and drove off, shaking with rage-fueled excitement. I drove all the way to the Vons at the Fairview Plaza and spent three hours in my car trying to contain my tumultuous emotions. I had never struck back at my enemies before, and I felt a small sense of spiteful gratification for doing so. I hated them so much. Even though I splashed them with my coffee, he was still the winner. He was going home to have passionate heavenly sex with his beautiful girlfriend, and I was going home to my lonely room to sleep alone in my lonely bed.
 


 
 

—Rodger, agent of vengeance

   
 
On one of my very last days as a teenager, as I was sitting at my usual place at the food court outside Domino’s, I saw a sight that shattered my heart to pieces. A tall, blonde, jock-type guy walked into one of the restaurants, and at his side was one of the sexiest girls I had ever seen. She too was tall and blonde. They were both taller than me, and they kissed each other passionately. They made me feel so inferior and worthless and small. I glared at them with intense hatred as I sat by myself in my lonely misery. I could never have a girl like that. The sight was burned into my memory, and it caused a scar that will haunt me forever. When they walked away, I followed them in my car for a few minutes, and when they entered a less inhabited area I opened my window and splashed my iced tea all over them. It was all I could do at the time, but at least it was something. At least I made some effort to fight back against the injustice. I felt sick with hatred that night. The hatred boiled inside me with burning vitriol.
 

 
 

—More drink splashing

   
 
As I made my way back from school one day during the first week, I was stopped at a stoplight in Isla Vista when I saw two hot blonde girls waiting at the bus stop. I was dressed in one of my nice shirts, so I looked at them and smiled. They looked at me, but they didn’t even deign to smile back. They just looked away as if I was a fool. As I drove away I became very infuriated. It was such an insult. This was the way all girls treated me, and I was sick and tired of it. In a rage, I made a U-turn, pulled up to their bus stop and splashed my Starbucks latte all over them. I felt a feeling a spiteful satisfaction as I saw it stain their jeans. I then quickly speeded away before they could catch my license plate number. How dare those girls snub me in such a fashion! How dare they insult me so! I raged to myself repeatedly. They deserved the punishment I gave them. It was such a pity that my latte wasn’t hot enough to burn them. Those girls deserved to be dumped in boiling water for the crime of not giving me the attention and adoration I so rightfully deserve!
 

 
 

—Even more drink splashing

   
 
On one of the days in July, when I was roaming around Girsh Park, a group of popular college kids

arrived to play kickball in the fields. They all looked like typical fraternity jocks, tall and muscular. The kind of guys I’ve hated and envied all my life. With them came a flock of beautiful blonde girls, and they looked like they were having so much fun playing together. One of the girls did a handstand in the grass, and her sexy bare stomach showed as her shirt hung down. All of the girls were scantily clad. Rage boiled inside me as I watched those people who thought they were better than me enjoying their pleasurable little lives together. The rage was so intense that I couldn’t take it. I was insulted too much. I couldn’t leave them without getting some form of revenge, so I drove to the nearby K-mart, bought a super-soaker, filled it up with orange juice that I bought at the same store, and drove back to the park. They were still there, having the time of their lives, and I wanted to ruin it for them. I wanted to ruin their fun just like they ruined mine, as they would never accept me among them. I screamed at them with rage as I sprayed them with my super soaker. When the boys started to yell and chase after me, I quickly got into my car and drove away. I was giddy with ecstatic, hate-fueled excitement. I wished I could spray boiling oil at the foul beasts. They deserved to die horrible, painful deaths just for the crime of enjoying a better life than me.
 


 
 

—Rodger, taking throwing his drink at people like a bitch up a notch.

   
 
When I found out about this, I started to harbor the hope that my mother will get married to this

man, and I will be part of a rich family. That will definitely be a way out of my miserable and insignificant life. Money would solve everything. I started to frequently ask my mother to seek marriage with this man, or any wealthy man for that matter. She always adamantly refused, and demanded that I stopped talking about it. She told me that she never wanted to get married again after her experience with my father. I told her that she should sacrifice her well-being for the sake of my happiness, but this only offended her further.
 


 
 

—Rodger, autistic stranger to human emotion.

   
 
A dark and ominous aura clouded over our friendship that day. When the two of us got back to

James’s house, I was still seething with rage. I didn’t understand why James wasn’t angry like me. The sight that we just witnessed was horrible to watch. To see another male be successful with females is torture for males like us who have no success with females. I was so angry that I told James of all of the acts of revenge I wanted to exact on those popular boys. I told him my desire to flay them alive, to strip the skins off their flesh and make them scream in agony as punishment for living a better life than me. James became deeply disturbed by my anger. I wished that he wasn’t disturbed. I wished he could be a friend that felt the same way about the world that I did. But he wasn’t that kind of person. He was a weakling.
 


 
 

—How Rodger lost his last friend by being a creepy psycho.

   
 
The upside of moving to the apartment was that my mother acquired high speed internet. I was able

to play World of Warcraft on her computer, along with Halo 2 on Xbox Live. This was the point when my social life ended completely. I would never have a satisfying social life ever again. It was the beginning of a very lonely period of my life, in which my only social interactions would be online through video games, with the sole exception being my friendship with James. The ability to play video games with people online temporarily filled in the social void. I got caught up in it, and I was too young and naïve to realize the severity of how far I had fallen. I was too scared to accept it. This loss of a social life, coupled with the advent of puberty, caused me to die a little inside. It was too much for me to handle, and I stopped caring about my life and my future. I even stopped caring about what people thought of me. I hid myself away in the online World of Warcraft, a place where I felt comfortable and secure.
 


 
 

WoW is to blame for Elliot Rodger.

   
 
Mother took us the premiere of Star Wars Episode 3: Revenge of the Sith. As a huge Star Wars fan, this was a big day for me. Episode 3 would complete the whole Star Wars saga. It was the most anticipated movie. To be able to see it before everyone else made me feel special. I really liked the character Anakin Skywalker, and was amazed to see his epic transformation into Darth Vader on the high quality big screen.

Finally having something to brag about, I told everyone at school the next day that I went to the premiere because my mother is friends with George Lucas. The problem was that most Eighth Graders thought of Star Wars as being a "nerdy" interest, and they didn't really care. I was left frustrated and disappointed by their reaction.
 


 
 

—Proof that only fags liked the Star Wars prequels Star Wars.

   
 
My father gave me a book called The Secret after I had dinner at his house in February. He said it will help me develop a positive attitude. The book explained the fundamentals of a concept known as the Law of Attraction. I had never heard or read anything quite like this before, and I was intrigued. The theory stated that one’s thoughts were connected to a universal force that can shape the future of reality. Being one who always loved fantasy and magic, and who always wished that such things were real, I was swept up in a temporary wave of enthusiasm over this book. The prospect that I could change my future just by visualizing in my mind the life I wanted filled me with a surge of hope that my life could turn out happy.
 

 
 

—Rodger reads "The Secret" beginning his obsession with trying to win the lottery with his mind.

   
 
By the time I moved in, the jackpot had finally risen over $100 million. This was the moment of truth. I had been waiting all summer for this to happen. Overcome with trepidation, I spent the next week in my new room, meditating and visualizing winning the lottery very soon. I could feel the excitement I would feel once I see the six numbers on my ticket match the numbers that would be drawn. I imagined myself jumping up and down with joy once my victory was confirmed.
 

 
 

—Rodger, trying to control reality itself with his amazing brain powers.

   
 
On September 11th, the drawing for a jackpot worth $120 million commenced. I bought a five dollar ticket and proclaimed that this had to be mine. When I saw that the winner was from California, my heart beat like a drum. This was it. Fate was being decided right at that moment.

I didn’t win. I looked at my ticket over and over again, and then at the winning numbers. No match. It was just like what happened in March, except this was worse because I had built up anticipation for the entire summer. The winner was some guy from Riverside. He took MY money. What a waste. What an injustice. I was so certain that the universe would finally grant me salvation after a life of torture and suffering. I then looked at my small, cramped room and realized that my lonely, depressing life of virginity will continue on mercilessly.

That night, I threw a wild tantrum, screaming and crying for hours on end. I had the whole apartment to myself, so there was no one there to hear me. I raged at the entire world, thrashing at my bed with my wooden practice sword and slashing at the air with my pocket knife. I even downed an entire bottleof wine, and got so drunk that I spilled my wine all over my laptop, permanently destroying it. I soaked my pillow with tears as I drifted off to sleep in my lonely bed
 


 
 

—It did not work.

   
 
Eventually, some partiers climbed up onto the ledge. They were all obnoxious, rowdy boys whom I’ve always despised. A couple of pretty girls came up and talked to them, but not to me. They all started socializing right next to me, and none of the girls paid any attention to me. I rose from my chair and tried to act arrogant and cocky toward them, throwing insults at everyone. They only laughed at me and started insulting me back. That was the last straw, I had taken enough insults that night. A dark, hate-fueled rage overcame my entire being, and I tried to push as many of them as I could from the 10-foot ledge. My main target was the girls. I wanted to punish them for talking to the obnoxious boys instead of me. It was one of the most foolish and rash things I ever did, and I almost risked everything in doing it, but I was so drunk with rage that I didn’t care. I failed to push any of them

from the ledge, and the boys started to push me, which resulted in me being the one to fall onto the street. When I landed, I felt a snap in my ankle, followed by a stinging pain. I slowly got up and found that I couldn’t even walk. I had to stumble, and stumble I did. I tried to get away from there as fast as I could.

As I stumbled a few yards down Del Playa with my shattered leg, I realized that someone had stolen my Gucci sunglasses that my mother had given me. I loved those sunglasses, and had to get them back. I vehemently turned around and staggered back towards the party. At that point, I was so drunk that I forgot where the party was, and ended up walking onto the front yard of the house next to it, demanding to know who took my sunglasses. The people in this house must have been friends with the ones I previously fought with, for they greeted me with vicious hostility. They called me names like “faggot” and “pussy”, typical things those types of scumbags would say. A whole group of the obnoxious brutes came up and dragged me onto their driveway, pushing and hitting me. I wanted to fight and kill them all. I managed to throw one punch toward the main attacker, but that only caused them to beat me even more. I fell to the ground where they started kicking me and punching me in the face. Eventually, some other people from the street broke up the fight. I managed to have the strength to stand up and stagger away.
 


 
 

—The final straw before he goes crazy, Rodger tries to murder a bunch of chicks and gets his ass handed to him.

   
 
On the day before the Day of Retribution, I will start the First Phase of my vengeance: Silently killing as many people as I can around Isla Vista by luring them into my apartment through some form of trickery. The first people I would have to kill are my two housemates, to secure the entire apartment for myself as my personal torture and killing chamber. After that, I will start luring people into my apartment, knock them out with a hammer, and slit their throats. I will torture some of the good looking people before I kill them, assuming that the good looking ones had the best sex lives. All of that pleasure they had in life, I will punish by bringing them pain and suffering. I have lived a life of pain and suffering, and it was time to bring that pain to people who actually deserve it. I will cut them, flay them, strip all the skin off their flesh, and pour boiling water all over them while they are still alive, as well as any other form of torture I could possibly think of. When they are dead, I will behead them and keep their heads in a bag, for their heads will play a major role in the final phase. This First Phase will represent my vengeance against all of the men who have had pleasurable sex lives while I’ve had to suffer. Things will be fair once I make them suffer as I did. I will finally even the score.

The Second Phase will take place on the Day of Retribution itself, just before the climactic massacre. The Second Phase will represent my War on Women. I will punish all females for the crime of depriving me of sex. They have starved me of sex for my entire youth, and gave that pleasure to other men. In doing so, they took many years of my life away. I cannot kill every single female on earth, but I can deliver a devastating blow that will shake all of them to the core of their wicked hearts. I will attack the very girls who represent everything I hate in the female gender: The hottest sorority of UCSB. After doing a lot of extensive research within the last year, I found out that the sorority with the most beautiful girls is Alpha Phi Sorority. I know exactly where their house is, and I’ve sat outside it in my car to stalk them many times. Alpha Phi sorority is full of hot, beautiful blonde girls; the kind of girls I’ve always desired but was never able to have because they all look down on me. They are all spoiled, heartless, wicked bitches. They think they are superior to me, and if I ever tried to ask one on a date, they would reject me cruelly. I will sneak into their house at around 9:00 p.m. on the Day of Retribution, just before all of the partying starts, and slaughter every single one of them with my guns and knives. If I have time, I will set their whole house on fire. Then we shall see who the superior one really is!

The Final Phase of the Day of Retribution will be my ultimate showdown in the streets of Isla Vista. On the morning before, I will drive down to my father’s house to kill my little brother, denying him of the chance to grow up to surpass me, along with my stepmother Soumaya, as she will be in the way. My father will be away on one of his business trips, so thankfully I won’t have to deal with him. If he didn’t go away on that trip, I might even have to postpone the whole plan because of my fear that I might hesitate if I have to kill him. Once I’ve taken care of my brother and stepmother, I will switch over to the Mercedes SUV, and drive it back up to Isla Vista. I will use it as one of my killing machines against my enemies. An SUV will cause a lot more damage than my BMW coupe.

After I have killed all of the sorority girls at the Alpha Phi House, I will quickly get into the SUV before the police arrive, assuming they would arrive within 3 minutes. I will then make my way to Del Playa, splattering as many of my enemies as I can with the SUV, and shooting anyone I don’t splatter. I can only imagine how sweet it will be to ram the SUV into all of those groups of popular young people who I’ve always witnessed walking right in the middle of the road as if they are better than everyone else. When they are writhing in pain, their bodies broken and dying after I splatter them, they will fully realize their crimes.

Once I reach Del Playa Street, I will dump the bag of severed heads I had saved from my previous victims, proclaiming to everyone how much I’ve made them all suffer. Once they see all of their friend’s heads roll onto the street, everyone will fear me as the powerful god I am. I will then start massacring everyone on Del Playa Street. I will pull up next to a house party and fire bullets at everyone partying on the front yard. I will specifically target the good looking people, and all of the couples. After I have destroyed a house party, I will continue down Del Playa, destroying everything and everyone. When I see the first police car come to their rescue, I will drive away as fast as I can, shooting and ramming anyone in my path until I find a suitable place to finally end my life.

To end my life, I will quickly swallow all of the Xanax and Vicodin pills I have left, along with an ample amount of hard liquor. Immediately after imbibing this mixture, I will shoot myself in the head with two of my handguns simultaneously. If the gunshots don’t kill me, the deadly drug mixture eventually will. I will not suffer being captured and sent to prison.

I must plan this very efficiently. Nothing can go wrong. It needs to be perfect. This is now my sole purpose on this world. My plans will come to fruition, and I mustn’t let anyone stop me.
 


 
 

—The plan

   
 
In fully realizing these truths about the world, I have created the ultimate and perfect ideology of how a fair and pure world would work. In an ideal world, sexuality would not exist. It must be outlawed.

In a world without sex, humanity will be pure and civilized. Men will grow up healthily, without having to worry about such a barbaric act. All men will grow up fair and equal, because no man will be able to experience the pleasures of sex while others are denied it. The human race will evolve to an entirely new level of civilization, completely devoid of all the impurity and degeneracy that exists today.

In order to completely abolish sex, women themselves would have to be abolished. All women must be quarantined like the plague they are, so that they can be used in a manner that actually benefits a civilized society. In order carry this out, there must exist a new and powerful type of government, under the control of one divine ruler, such as myself. The ruler that establishes this new order would have complete control over every aspect of society, in order to direct it towards a good and pure place. At the disposal of this government, there needs to be a highly trained army of fanatically loyal troops, in order to enforce such revolutionary laws.

The first strike against women will be to quarantine all of them in concentration camps. At these camps, the vast majority of the female population will be deliberately starved to death. That would be an efficient and fitting way to kill them all off. I would take great pleasure and satisfaction in condemning every single woman on earth to starve to death. I would have an enormous tower built just for myself, where I can oversee the entire concentration camp and gleefully watch them all die. If I can’t have them, no one will, I’d imagine thinking to myself as I oversee this. Women represent everything that is unfair with this world, and in order to make the world a fair place, they must all be eradicated. A few women would be spared, however, for the sake of reproduction. These women would be kept and bred in secret labs. There, they will be artificially inseminated with sperm samples in order to produce offspring. Their depraved nature will slowly be bred out of them in time. Future generations of men would be oblivious to these remaining women’s existence, and that is for the best. If a man grows up without knowing of the existence of women, there will be no desire for sex. Sexuality will completely cease to exist. Love will cease to exist. There will no longer be any imprint of such concepts in the human psyche. It is the only way to purify the world.

In such a pure world, the man’s mind can develop to greater heights than ever before. Future generations will live their lives free of having to worry about the barbarity of sex and women, which will enable them to expand their intelligence and advance the human race to a state of perfect civilization. It is such a shameful pity that my ideal world cannot be created. I realized long ago that there is no way I could possibly rise to such a level of power in my lifetime, with the way the world is now. Such a thing will never become a reality for me, but it did give me something to fantasize about as I burned with hatred towards all women for rejecting me throughout the years. This whole viewpoint and ideology of abolishing sex stems from being deprived of it all my life. If I cannot have it, I will do everything I can to DESTROY IT.
 


 
 

—Rodger's perfect idiology.



High Score

Graded Score
Kill Count:
Accuracy:
Style:
Butthurt:
Bonus:
6/20
10/20
18/20
18/20
20/20
(14 injured)
Spray 'n' Pray
Grand Theft Auto
One of 2014's top stories.
Beta Uprising leader, trolled feminazis, etc.
Total Score: 72/100 (C)
The Supreme Gentleman.
See full ranking


Wanted Level
Wantedstar.pngWantedstar.png
Wanted2police.png
Police Force


So Cash Copypasta

Pic related.

Hey blonde bitches,

My name is Elliot, and I hate every single one of you. All of you are happy, retarded, bitches who spend every second of their day kissing and making out with lesser men than me. You are everything bad in the world. Honestly, have any of you bitches ever gotten any supreme gentleman? I mean, I guess it's fun making out with obnoxious guys because of your own insecurities, but you all take that to a whole new level. This is even worse since I am a virgin.

Don't be a stranger. Just hit me with your best shot. I'm pretty much perfect. I own a gucci sunglass and I am a sophisticated, polite gentleman, unlike most boys my age. My father is of British descent, and my mother is of Asian descent, so that makes me a Eurasian. I enjoy hiking, exercising, watching sunsets, traveling, cars, fashion, going to nice restaurants, and going to parties. I have traveled all over the world, ever since I was a child. What have you brutes done, other than had sex with girls that should be with me? I also get straight A's, and have a banging hot car (I just drove to my fav park; Shit was SO cash). You are all bitches who should just kill yourselves. Thanks for listening.

Pic Related: It's me and my BMW.

Feminazis Run Wild

Despite the fact that Elliot killed twice as many men as women, swarms of man-hating Twatter social justice warriors decided to make the tragedy all about themselves, via their #yesallwomen hashtag, consisting of endless blubbering about stupid, trivial shit like catcalling, which is obviously much more important than the people he actually killed. It also consisted of a great deal of BAWWWW about how teh wimmenz can't walk through East St. Louis at 2am without being afraid, while men would have absolutely nothing to worry about in that scenario.

As expected, once the menz of the internet got around to fighting back against being called potential rapists who are worse than sharks, the Feminazis groaned about being called out on their bullshit and whined about how teh evil menz were "making it all about them". It also was followed by countless articles claiming that Rodger was a PUA or MRA, even though he was actually a member of an anti-PUA site and, unlike the aforementioned groups, actually got out from behind his computer screen to do shit. But by far the worst damage caused by the dykes was failing so hard that they actually made Glenn Beck right about something for the first time in his life.

Videos


The Supreme Gentleman (Trailer)

Dating On Demand: Elliot Rodger

The Truth About Elliot Rodger

Girls Wanting Bad Boys to Blame (go to 3:46 in the video)

Elliot Rodgers Dating Simulator 2014

Elliot Rodger - Selfie Queen

Elliot Rodger's Retribution Song (FULL MUSIC VIDEO)

Father of Elliot Rodger can't stop laughing

YTP: Elliot Rodgers QuickScope Montage

Elliot Rodger is Anakin Skywalker

Gallery

Movies



Memes



Chan Related



Assorted / Other



The Archives

Thread Archives About missing Pics
[Collapse GalleryExpand Gallery]



See Also

External Links

ElliotR1 Adultfriendfinder.png

Elliot VIP.jpg




Jailsuicide.gif
Elliot Rodger
is part of a series on
An Heroes

[iPodXbox]

Budd Dwyer.gif
Failures

Crystal ShinkleDylann Storm RoofJeffree MoonLolo FerrariOperation YewtubeOwen WilsonPogoRooRex FowlerSirtom93The Great Sonic-cide of 2007Toaster SteveTumbles the Stairdragon

Died Alone

Aaron SwartzAcidChanAdam LanzaAdolf HitlerAlan TuringAmanda ToddAn HaloStephanie Michelle BrownAndrew KoenigAsa CoonBob8466Brandon CrispBrigit Lorena GonzalezBroady Paul LedetBruce "Satan Claus" PardoBudd DwyerCandyjunkieCharles BishopCharmaine DragunChris BenoitChris DornerChristine ChubbuckChristopher FosterCho Seung-HuiCodey PorterDavid RitchesonDennis AvnerDustin MichaelsDylan KleboldEmma JonesEric HarrisGeorge SodiniGizgizHannah BondHeath LedgerHunter S. ThompsonImma-The-DeerJake RobertsJames LeshkevichJarrad WillisJaylen FrybergJeff WeiseJenny GrantJiverly VoongJodie Gater and Stephanie GestierJoe StackJonathan Kendrick LewisJustin-anonKatelyn Nicole DavisKevin Neil WhitrickMarvin HeemeyerKimveer GillKlerckKurt CobainLeelah AlcornLivecorpseMatthias SchoormannMario FerreyraMegan MeierMercedes HerreraMichael RyanMitchell HendersonMr. HandsMatti SaariJosh BallardNghtmrchld26Otoya YamaguchiPaula GoodspeedPekka-Eric AuvinenPhilip MarkoffPhoebe ConnopQuentin HubbardRachele RuddRehtaeh ParsonsRicardo LopezRichard JeniRobert HawkinsRobert SteinhäuserRobin WilliamsRudolph ZurickSadie DavilaSam LeesonSebastian BosseShane HalliganShaun DykesShawn WoolleyShayStephen KazmierczakStephen HuffSteve StephensStiletto oneTang YongmingTatiana the TigerThe An Heroes of BridgendTim KretschmerTiziana CantoneTony48219TooDamnFilthyTyler ClementiTyler DumstorfTyler PetersonVester Lee "Bryce Williams" Flanagan IIXallyfacex

Related Pages

90 Day JaneAn hero dayask.fmAutoerotic asphyxiationColumbineGolden iPodHeaven's GateHigh ScoreHow to become an heroMydeathspacePseudocideShotgun mouthwashSuicideThreatening suicideVirginia Tech massacreWaco

Pika Pika.gif

Elliot Rodger is related to a series on AZNS.

[Domo ArigatoHerrow]

Pangya01.jpg

More Dangerous Than They Look

Nevada-tanHideki KamiyaJiverly VoongKenneth EngLindsay Kantha SouvannarathRiboflavinRockonlittleoneWayne ChiangMutsuo ToiElliot RodgerPoisonIvyLulKatoOtoya YamaguchiBus UncleVincent Li

Noted Tyrants

Chairman MaoCho Seung HuiHirohitoKim Jong IllPol PotEllen Pao

Cam Whores

Ayuka NaritaBiostudentgirlEelgirlEmotion EricHard GayLittle FattyTila TequilaTubgirlThe Wine KoneTrap-kunXiao RishuYuri Kochiyama

Weeaboos

AimeeApplemilk1988Arudou DebitoDesu-radioFiredarkdragonFred GallagherHidoshiJellobunsKevin and KatMari IijimaMRirianPyroboobyReyvataeilSnapesnoggerSe-chanTwo-Ton-NekoValerie (Pai)ZS3

Musical Endeavors

J-EmoJ-PopJ-RockKpop

Me No Rikey Velly Much

Rucka Rucka AliMiley CyrusMark WahlbergUnited Airlines

Azn Stuff

Edison Chen photo scandalAnti-CNNFan deathMilkPockyRamenRicersThe SATYaeba

Elliot Rodger is part of a series on Dying Alone

[DeadCry yourself to sleep]

Poemo.jpg Those Who Have Died Alone

Aaron SwartzAdam LanzaAlexis ArquetteAmanda ToddAmy WinehouseAnal CuntAndy KaufmanAnna Nicole SmithBrian AdamsBrandon CrispCharmaine DragunChris BenoitChris Harper-MercerChynaCodey PorterDavid BowieDavid CarradineEazy-EEdaremElliot RodgerElvis PresleyGeorge SodiniGizgizHappyCabbieHarambeHeath LedgerJeff WeiseJewWarioJim MorrisonKitty0706Kurt CobainLemonade CoyoteLeelah AlcornLiloMegan MeierMichael JacksonMitchell HendersonMySpaceOtoya YamaguchiPekka-Eric AuvinenPrinceRandy StairRehtaeh ParsonsRicardo LopezRipperRobin WilliamsRudolph ZurickShawn WoolleyShaySteve StephensTony48219TooDamnFilthyTyler DumstorfVester Flanagan

Those Dying Alone

03bgood2cash2 gryphon7jackass77Adam SandlerAngry GrandpaAhuviya HarelAIDS SkrillexAkewsticRockRAlex FordAlison RappAmerica's Third PartyAmy SchumerAngry JoeAnimatedJamesAnita SarkeesianAnonymous BorgAnthony 'A-Log' LoGattoAntony AguilarApril DavisAquagirlwhitefoxArgent009Arguecat3Arin HansonArmake21AsalieriAsa CoonAsher2500Austin AlexanderAvantGardePonyBambifan101BarneyfagBasement DwellersBen FordBen MoynihanBenny_the_SnakeBenthelooneyBig RedBikerfoxBill9929Bill GaedeBill GatesBLACKbusterCriticBob RehahnBrandontheMovieGuyBrandon SmithBrian MuellerBrianna WuBroniesButLovaByAppointmentToCarl the CuckCartoonjunkieCaseydeckerCheeyevChloe SagalChris-chanChris CrockerChuck M.Clint of Rise and FallCopperCabCorey MargeraCoughlan666CrazyvideosandrantsCrinklemonDaniel BrandtDan CilleyDane CookDani FilthDarius McCollumDarknessthecurseDave ChapelleDave MustaineDavid HockeyDaxflameDBoyWheelerDeekerDeterminedToDrawUTDev-catscratchDGTrixieDiaper BoyDisneyFan01DisneyMasterDJ KEEMSTARDnepropetrovsk maniacsDon RobertsDoodletonesDoomer3868Dorian_GayDoug WalkerDragoneerDrakonDustinEmer PrevostEmosEpic Fat GuyEpicKitty54Eric AbramovEric RidenourErik RibsskogFilthy FrankFagolescentsFanFic CriticFast EddieFat ManFaust & Pory Five Nights at Freddy's fansFlardoxFluffy teh wolfForeverKailynFriends of A-LogFurriesG-ZayGather Against FateGeorge LopezGhostGirlvinylGoddessMilleniaGreg MazujianGwen GaleGwen StefaniHarmful OpinionsHellkiller777I Dislike Cis PeopleI Hate EverythingIan Miles Cheongicze⁴rImma-The-DeerInkBunnyJamil The KingJessi SlaughterJessica LeedsJim ProfitJoe Crusher PicklesJoekerJohn BullaJohn FieldJohn KricfalusiJohn Patrick RogersJonathan McIntoshJonathan YanivJonTronJoseph CampJoseph8276Joshua "Null" MoonJuggalosJustinRPGKaBlamBandicoot64Kat DenningsKendall JennerKathleen ToddKenny GlennKevin HavensKimmo Johan AlmKingEmpoleonKingMasterReviewKrashedLaci GreenLarry the Cable GuyLauren FaustLeafyIsHereLecarickLeigh AlexanderLeisureSuitGamingLena DunhamLeonard F. Shaner Jr.Leslie JonesLifeInATentLikeicareLinkaraLittleCloudLittleKuribohLordelthibarLucian HodobocM. ChaosA Man in BlackManchildrenMarblesMariotehplumberMarjan SiklicMatthew DavisMaxtaroMcJuggerNuggetsMDetector5‎MeowbarkMeganSpeaksMichael BattonMichael FitzhywelMichael GimsonMike SandyMoleman9000Monica PunkMonkeyGameGuidesMoviebobMuZemikeMylarBalloonFanMysteriousMrEnterMysticArkNaokoElric2250Nathan GaleNawlinWikiNeckbeardsNeoGAFNick BateNick BravoNikkineko333Noah AntwilerNostalgia ChickNotchNullcherriOFWGKTAOnyx ForepawPaigeGirlPaul FeigPaulie CalafioreParkourdude91Peter CoffinPhantomStrider8Phil FishPhunWithLogicPinkieponyPit ViperPixyteriPMRantsPreachingthegospelQuentin TarantinoRachael MacFarlaneRandi HarperRedheadXilamGuyRicki RavenRMG ProductionsRobert Wayne StilesRockosockoRomeo RoseRootbrianRose3212Sad FrogSammyClassicSonicFanSam PepperSarah ButtsSarahisniftySaturnDOSSceptreSchnookumsSegacampSega KidSeth MacFarlaneSethistoShadmanSimply OkamiSlowbeef & DiabetusSnapesnoggerSonmanicSony-MaeSophie LabelleSpax3StormySuperlisamcbSusan BoyleTara StrongTheAmazingAtheistTheDOSFagTheSockDetectiveTim BuckleyTJ LaneTodd in the ShadowsTom PrestonToonEGuyTourneyfagsTrey Eric SeslerTrigglypuffTyciolTyler GarmanyUlillilliaThe Unknown AutobotUrinatingTreeVadeVinceintheBayWade FulpWeatherManKevinWesley!!!WoWfan4lifeWwwareaWeegeeisgoingtokillmYoshiwii1Youyoungbloodfantasy91Zoe QuinnZone

Their Methods

9gagAdventure TimeAIDSAnimuArt SchoolAsperger's SyndromeAssigned Maleask.fmBath SaltsThe Big Bang TheoryBlackLivesMatterBlack metalBody PillowsBoozeBullyingBuzzFeedComputer Science IIICosplayDead FriendDeath metalDeath penaltyDeviantARTDrugsEdginessFanFictionFeminismFidget spinner The Filthy Frank ShowFive Nights at Freddy'sFleshlightFriend ZoneFurry ArtGarry's ModGoAnimate!GooglewhackingGorillazGravity FallsGrindcoreHackingHappy Madison ProductionsHomestuck‎Hover hand‎HufflepuffInfantilismInsane Clown PosseInvisible GirlfriendIRCJenkemKiwi FarmsKotakuLegoLeague of LegendsLibertarianismLiveJournalLonelyLoveShyMai WaifuMen's rights activismMinecraftMLP ForumsMMORPGsMUDsMy Little PonyMy Tiny DickNice GuyismOculus RiftOh ShiternetOnline datingOnline sex gamesOverwatchPlastic CrapPlenty of Fish/r9k/RobloxRuneScapeSecond LifeSilk Screen Goku ShirtTaking the Internet Too SeriouslyShy Boys IRLSlayerSlipknotSluthateSmogon UniversitySocial JusticeSpeakoniaTeam Fortress 2That Guy With The GlassesThe SimsThey Might Be GiantsTulpasTumblrTV TropesUncle GrandpaUncyclopediaUndertaleVloggerheadsWatchMojo.comWizardchanWorld of WarcraftYouTube

HighScoreLeft.png
Elliot Rodger is part of a series on High Scores
[Game OverInsert Coin]
HighScoreRight.png
Single Player

Aaron AlexisAdam LanzaAli David SonbolyAnders Behring BreivikAriana Grande MassacreAurora Theatre ShootingBaruch GoldsteinBreda Highschool MassacreBreitscheidplatzBruce Jeffrey PardoCampo Elías DelgadoCharles BishopCharles Whitman's TumorChris Harper-MercerCho Seung-HuiDeath to Traitors, Freedom for BritainDmitry VinogradovDylann Storm RoofElliot RodgerFort HoodGeorge SodiniJack Gilbert GrahamJared Lee LoughnerJason DaltonJaylen FrybergJeff WeiseJeffrey DahmerJesse OsborneJiverly VoongJoe StackJohn Russel HouserJosef FritzlJason RodriguezKimveer GillKip KinkelLuby's massacreMarc LepineMark BartonMark EssexMartin BryantMatthew de GroodMichael CarnealMichael RyanMr. SaariMutsuo ToiNghtmrchld26Nice Truck Attack 2016Omar MateenOsama bin LadenPekka-Eric AuvinenPennsylvania School StabbingRaoul MoatReina Nightclub MassacreRobert BalesRobert HawkinsRobert SteinhäuserSam HydeTed BundyThomas Watt HamiltonTJ LaneTim KretschmerUnabomberVirginia Tech MassacreWade Michael PageZac Penton

Co-Op Mode

Boston Marathon BombingColumbineDallas Sniper AttacksJews did WTCPearl HarborSan Bernardino shootingSandniggers in ParisTimothy McVeigh

Civilization

Adolf HitlerAugusto PinochetHolocaustJoseph StalinKim Il-sungMao ZedongPol PotSaddam HusseinWorld War II

 
Elliot Rodger is part of a series on Psychopaths
[It rubs the lotion on the skin or else it gets the hose againInflict suffering]
3g1h-phone3.jpg Spree/One-time Killers:

Aaron AlexisAbdul Razak Ali ArtanAdam LanzaAlex HribalAli David SonbolyAnders Behring BreivikBaruch GoldsteinBruce Jeffrey PardoCasey AnthonyCho Seung-HuiChris Harper-Mercer Daniel PetricDmitry VinogradovDylann Storm RoofElliot RodgerAmanda KnoxGeorge SodiniGerry McCannJared Lee LoughnerJason RodriguezJeff WeiseJiverly VoongJoe StackJosef FritzlKimveer GillKip KinkelLindsay Kantha SouvannarathLogan ClarkMalik Nadal HasanMarc LepineMark EssexMartin BryantMatthew MurrayMatthew de GroodMatti SaariMaurice ClemmonsMichael CarnealMichael RyanMichael WoodmanseeMutsuo ToiPekka-Eric AuvinenRaoul MoatRobert BalesRobert HawkinsRobert SteinhäuserSebastian BosseSteve StephensTJ LaneTim KretschmerTyler PetersonTheodore "The Unabomber" KaczynskiVester Lee "Bryce Williams" Flanagan IIWade Michael PageZac Penton

Career/Serial Killers:

Charles MansonChris BenoitHitlerMao ZedongJack the RipperJames HolmesRichard "The Iceman" KuklinskiTed BundyJeffrey Dahmer

Terrorists:

Al-QaedaDzhokar TsarnaevOmar MateenSanta ClausTamerlan TsarnaevOsama Bin LadenEric Harris and Dylan Klebold Sam Hyde

See also:

Antisocial personality disorderCannibal HolocaustParanoid personality disorderSick fuckMurderJewsPolice Brutality

Featured article June 15th & 16th, 2014
Preceded by
The Natural Living Man
Elliot Rodger Succeeded by
G-Zay
Featured article May 22 & 23 2016
Preceded by
Evalion
Elliot Rodger Succeeded by
Yuri Kochiyama