You're a coward. A stoneless coward who can only break into a place if no one is in the neighborhood.
You're a monster. A shit eating bastard who thinks its fun to take or kill a pet when you creep around empty buildings.
You're scum. My apartment was the last place on this planet I'd held onto as "home" and you defiled that.
I want nothing more than to see you pay.
I hope that the serial numbers I provided help them find you. You should know the amount you took from the three of us ranks you at "grand theft," so I'll be laughing whether or not I get back my stuff.
I'd say pray for them to find you before I do, but I'm better than you. I won't single you out and destroy the serenity you've built for yourself like you did to me, but I will never forgive you.
Rot in hell you asshole. May we never have the "pleasure" of meeting.
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Listening to: Miracle of Sound
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Watching: Game of Thrones
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Playing: Persona 4
The little jackal climbed up to our patio and went through the screen door then kicked down our deadbolted doors and took about a backpack or two worth of small electronics and my roommate's snake.
As cliched as it sounds, no one steals from me and just walks away without a fight. If this person slips up once, well, like I've said, the amount stolen constitutes grand theft at least once if not twice so their ass is going behind bars for some time.
Add in the fact that they fucked with a pet of all things in their little romp around my apartment and I'm going to make damn certain that if they want to get away they'll need to work for it. I have the time to track down every pawn shop and game store within the county and probably most of the one next to it, and that's just alone.
I'm planning on making very sure that they'll regret going for what they thought was an easy mark.
Do you or your friends have any idea of who might have done this? Has anyone else been attacked where you live or no?
The one thing I do want to say is that Gamestop's bullshit policy of not speaking to the victim even if they have a police report with a serial number on it is complete bullshit. I have to get the investigating officer to talk to them despite the fact that I have a list of the precise games that were taken, some interesting details about my DS, my roommate's controller, and his Wii that would make them stand out, and of all things the goddamn serial number. This is why it's known they get fenced stolen crap all the time and this bullshit isn't helping.
(I went to another local game store and was able to get their help just with that police report and proof that I was the person listed on it. Meanwhile, my shit and evidence that could toss this asshole away could be sitting in that fucking store and they're doing nothing!)