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Description
Author's Notes:
Some quick info on my OC for the competition:

Name: Karl Diederic
Age: 34
Eye Colour: Light blue
Hair Colour: Naturally blonde, dyed black
Skin Tone: Caucasian / white
Personality: Loner, very secretive. Many people find his ideas of 'perfection' insane. He is quick to anger and normally lashes out on the nearest person.
Brief Background: Born in Long Island, New York. His German name is from his father and his mother is American. He developed OCD at a young age and was bullied through his school years. He graduated high school, but dropped out of collage after becoming obsessed with his ideas of 'perfection'. He moved away to Pittsburgh at 22, where he now lives and commits his crimes.
OK, now let's begin!
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It was around midnight in Pittsburgh, the perfect time for a kidnapping. Karl Diederic sat in his car, mentally preparing himself. On the passenger seat a bottle of chlorophorm and a rag laid, waiting to be used. Resting on the dashboard was Karl's disguise, his second face, his mask. It looked similar to an old gas mask, was dark green in colour and had 4 leather straps on the back, so it could be secured around Karl's head. This would be Karl's fourth time wearing it.
The house Karl was waiting outside of had the light's on, so it would be more difficult to sneak around in. Karl grinned evily as he brushed his hair out of his face with his hands, hands that had been used to 'help his patients achieve perfection'. Karl grabbed his mask and put it on his face, strapping it in place rather easily compared to the first time. Once he was pleased with it he opened the bottle of chlorophorm and put some on the rag. After sealing the bottle he put it in the glove compartment and took one more deep breath before exiting the car and making his way towards the house.
There was an alley on the right side of the house. It was dark, but if any tried to stop Karl, they would be the ones getting stopped. As Karl thought about this he checked that he had his handgun with him. He did. Karl strolled down the alley, also going through the plan in his head: 'Break in, kidnap patient, shoot anybody else, go home.' He jumped over the fence and into the backyard. The back door was locked, damn it. Now Karl would have to make noise, possibly compromising him. The lights in the kitchen were turned off, he could hide after getting in. The door had a glass window, easy enough to break in. Karl kicked the glass as hard as he could, the glass had visibly cracked, only one more kick and it would break. Then he heard a woman shouting:
'Who's there?! I'll call the cops!'
Karl moved away from the door and hid behind a bush. He saw the kitchen lights switch on and a young woman came into view. She was obviously scared, especially after she saw the damaged door. She left the kitchen, this was Karl's chance. He rushed out of cover and smashed the door window, opened the door and grabbed the chlorophorm-soaked rag. The young brunette cautiously stepped into the kitchen, a phone held to her ear. She screamed at the sight of Karl, dropping the phone on the floor as she turned to run. Karl immediately grabbed her and covered her face with the rag. She struggled, but soon she was unconcious and fell backwards into Karl's arms. He muttered to himself:
'Sometimes it's like they don't want to be perfected.'
He picked up her limp body and carried her to the car, making sure there were no witnesses. Karl placed the woman in the trunk of his car and locked it. He got in the drivers seat, removed the mask and placed it on the passenger seat, and started the car. He grinned as he thought to himself:
'She won't get away, none of them ever do.'
***
So there's the entry! If you want more written, please ask in the comments! Good luck to everyone in the contest.

Description
Author's Notes:
Some quick info on my OC for the competition:

Name: Karl Diederic
Age: 34
Eye Colour: Light blue
Hair Colour: Naturally blonde, dyed black
Skin Tone: Caucasian / white
Personality: Loner, very secretive. Many people find his ideas of 'perfection' insane. He is quick to anger and normally lashes out on the nearest person.
Brief Background: Born in Long Island, New York. His German name is from his father and his mother is American. He developed OCD at a young age and was bullied through his school years. He graduated high school, but dropped out of collage after becoming obsessed with his ideas of 'perfection'. He moved away to Pittsburgh at 22, where he now lives and commits his crimes.
OK, now let's begin!
***
It was around midnight in Pittsburgh, the perfect time for a kidnapping. Karl Diederic sat in his car, mentally preparing himself. On the passenger seat a bottle of chlorophorm and a rag laid, waiting to be used. Resting on the dashboard was Karl's disguise, his second face, his mask. It looked similar to an old gas mask, was dark green in colour and had 4 leather straps on the back, so it could be secured around Karl's head. This would be Karl's fourth time wearing it.
The house Karl was waiting outside of had the light's on, so it would be more difficult to sneak around in. Karl grinned evily as he brushed his hair out of his face with his hands, hands that had been used to 'help his patients achieve perfection'. Karl grabbed his mask and put it on his face, strapping it in place rather easily compared to the first time. Once he was pleased with it he opened the bottle of chlorophorm and put some on the rag. After sealing the bottle he put it in the glove compartment and took one more deep breath before exiting the car and making his way towards the house.
There was an alley on the right side of the house. It was dark, but if any tried to stop Karl, they would be the ones getting stopped. As Karl thought about this he checked that he had his handgun with him. He did. Karl strolled down the alley, also going through the plan in his head: 'Break in, kidnap patient, shoot anybody else, go home.' He jumped over the fence and into the backyard. The back door was locked, damn it. Now Karl would have to make noise, possibly compromising him. The lights in the kitchen were turned off, he could hide after getting in. The door had a glass window, easy enough to break in. Karl kicked the glass as hard as he could, the glass had visibly cracked, only one more kick and it would break. Then he heard a woman shouting:
'Who's there?! I'll call the cops!'
Karl moved away from the door and hid behind a bush. He saw the kitchen lights switch on and a young woman came into view. She was obviously scared, especially after she saw the damaged door. She left the kitchen, this was Karl's chance. He rushed out of cover and smashed the door window, opened the door and grabbed the chlorophorm-soaked rag. The young brunette cautiously stepped into the kitchen, a phone held to her ear. She screamed at the sight of Karl, dropping the phone on the floor as she turned to run. Karl immediately grabbed her and covered her face with the rag. She struggled, but soon she was unconcious and fell backwards into Karl's arms. He muttered to himself:
'Sometimes it's like they don't want to be perfected.'
He picked up her limp body and carried her to the car, making sure there were no witnesses. Karl placed the woman in the trunk of his car and locked it. He got in the drivers seat, removed the mask and placed it on the passenger seat, and started the car. He grinned as he thought to himself:
'She won't get away, none of them ever do.'
***
So there's the entry! If you want more written, please ask in the comments! Good luck to everyone in the contest.