Kill All The Gays by Accipiter

So today was the day...

This hour would be their last... Each and every single one of those insufferable shits not fit enough to breathe the same air as I. These bug chasing faggots that pollute this world with their degenerate filth will be bleeding their tainted blood all over the brightly lit floor of this sick and twisted hellscape of this supposed 'gay club'...

I am ready to deliver hell and rightful fury upon these Godless cretins, may God guide each of my shots to the target... May these rats suffer slow and bloody deaths! Let me cleanse this town from this vile sin!

I drive up towards the entrance in a black unmarked car, it wasn't anything special, the streets were littered and dark things lurked in the midnight shadows, there were countless amounts of posters slapped on the bordered windows of old derelict shops and shut down stores promoting their degeneracy.
“Who'd ever want to live in a rundown area like this? Certainly not white people.” I thought to myself as I prepared myself mentally for what I was about to do.
Then I realized, there were no white people to be seen. This town had suffered greatly from the ethnic diversity and cultural vibrancy. I saw a mixture of brown all around me, from dark skinned Ooga-Boogas to the elusive jungle niggers of the East. This is not America, this is not the country I once knew. It was a corrupted soul-less wasteland of festering filth and darkness.
I spot a group of dark hooded figures lurking in an alleyway, the bright flicker of a lighter catches my eye, God knows what they're doing there, but those niggers are not my target... But may they be caught in the crossfire and perish like the rest of them.
I spent a good five minutes simply looking outside my car window, the rage within me grew worse and worse, I was getting unsure and passive aggressive looks from the niggers outside, they knew I was not welcome here... I shot an aggressive scowl back at the ones gazing at me with hungry eyes, I put on my earphones and scanned through my music list. I selected “Angry fashy music playlist” and readied myself for the massacre ahead.

I park my car just outside this club, bright neon lights gleamed and flashed over the sidewalk and I had to strain my eyes to actually read the sign.
“Gigi's”... I thought to myself “Well while they're gagging on their gigis I shall be releasing a load of my own...”
From a suitcase on the seat next to me I pulled out my trusty AR 13, locked and loaded and chuckled to myself morosely “They shall taste lead as their reward for their sins!”
I opened the door and swiftly paced towards the entrance, a fire of hatred and rage filled up within me, already a group of  large 'women' of colour spotted my weapon of justice and attempted to flee, one foolishly thought she was bulletproof and tried to stand up to me, she fell first...
There was perhaps about a split second of silence save for the booming music in the club itself, I made my presence clear by shooting a couple of rounds inside the entrance before making my way in.
It was dark, very dark... The colorful and vibrant light display almost disorientated me, I could see shapes of what looked like skeleton sized young men in a large huddled mob, many were shirtless and some were on the stands with their dicks out... Those ones I took out first before I began firing randomly into the crowd.
The gay moans and pathetic laughter soon turned into deathly screams and cries for help, in the confusion many had trampled on the ones already dead, it was not hard to load a magazine into these wretches, they were making it only too easy...
I trained for this, I had a belt of ammunition and as my music was about to hit a fucking dank bass drop I reloaded swiftly and began firing into the crowd.
It was at this point everything seemed to slow down, I could feel my heart beating heavily and my breath breathing deeply, the vapor from the smoke machine had blurred most of the club but it only served to improve my concentration, I felt euphoric in that moment. God was with me and I grinned widely as round upon round fell upon the crowd of faggots like a wave of death and pure unquenchable rage.

It did not take long for the authorities to arrive, but I was not done yet, many of the faggots hid behind the counter, I took care of them swiftly and proceed to duck behind the counter, the dead bodies were piling up, the entire place reeked of death and possibly AIDS too. I was met with a barrage of gunfire as the police stormed in, I knew in that moment it was over. As soon as my fun truly began I knew it was going only one way, but I would not let them take me without a fight.

Just like in Call Of Duty, I aimed down my sight, but before I could fire at the police I was struck in the shoulder, I fell backwards crying in pain but it did not matter, my work was done. My vengeance was complete... I may never know how many I truly killed nor will I ever know how many survived my massacre if any at all... And if they did they will never forget the price they paid for their homosexual filth!

My vision was dimming, my last sight was an incredibly large black police officer looming over me foreboding my fate, I felt no pain and in those last moments as I stared down the end of his pistol, I grinned widely... My work was done, I'll be with my ancestors soon and they'll be pleased.