#murdervictim

[cvbullshit]

People: *Taking my "War" on Dustyscarf seriously and calling me immature and rude*

Me, who actively expressed in multiple posts that this was all goofy nonsense:

You guys are aware I'm not even taking myself seriously? This is a joke.

And now people are accusing me of being a rude immature 13yr old.

Can I enjoy the goofy bullshit that I'm not seriously meaning for one minute?

I get tones are hard to figure out online but come on-

*Sigh*

[mintflavoredfemurs]

ok so hear me out.... what abt..... dust.... for the art req...

perhaps even... dustyscarf... ?

and/or reaper bc ive been thinking abt him recently :3

I actually really wanted to draw this for stress relief so,,,, here!!!

Geno Sans belongs to LoverOfPiggies

Dust Sans belongs to Ask-Dusttale

[peach-flavored-cyanide]

dont really have anything to post so have a dumb dustyscarf/murdervictim post sleepover !!

[latenightsleuth]

A Blogger Solved The Cold Case of Jacob Wetterling

By: Megan Ashley Medium.com July 27, 2020

In 1989, 11-year-old Jacob Wetterling was abducted while on a bike ride. In 2013 Joy Baker began documenting her investigation into the cold case.

Jacob was eleven years old in 1989. He was from St. Joseph, Minnesota, and on October 22nd, he was abducted. He had been out biking with this younger brother, and his friend Aaron Larson at around nine pm. They had gone to a corner store, only four blocks from their home, to rent a movie.

Their parents were at a dinner party, and the Wetterling boys called their mother to ask her permission to ride their bikes to the store. She adamantly said no because it was after dark, and cars wouldn’t be able to see them.

When they hung up the phone, they revised their plan and spoke to their father, telling him they would have flashlights and wear reflective vests. Their father felt it was a well thought out plan, and since there were three of them, he said it was fine.

On their way back, on a particularly dark stretch of road, a man dressed in dark clothing and a mask jumped out of a driveway. He had a revolver, and he ordered the boys to throw their bikes into the ditch and lie face down on the ground.

The boys complied, then the masked man asked each boy to give him their ages. Jacob’s younger brother was told to run to a nearby wooded area, not turn around, or be shot. He next demanded the remaining boys to show him their faces, then told Aaron to run into the woods and not look back. Then he grabbed Jacob by the elbow and began dragging him to a wooded area.

The other two boys sprinted home. They called their parents, and 911 was contacted. Within six minutes of the 911 call, a sheriff’s deputy was on the scene. He found the boys bikes and immediately called for backup. Additionally, the FBI was alerted.

Throughout the night, Jacob was searched for. It was a massive search with tons of media attention, but with each passing day, without any leads or evidence, the search went cold.

Joy Baker had been twenty-two when Jacob had been abducted. She remembered the missing posters, the ongoing theories, and the pleads of Jacob’s mother to bring him home and haunted her. She often thought back on it as she raised her children. Two decades had passed since Jacob’s abduction when a new lead was presented to the media. The FBI had begun excavation on a farm near where Jacob had been abducted. A person of interest was identified, but he was later released.

She got in her car, and stopped at the abduction site, then on to the corner store the boys had gone too. She retraced the steps taken that night. Asking herself if she would allow her sons to take that route, acknowledging that things were different before Jacob’s abduction.

She wanted answers. She wanted to give Jacob’s parents answers. She started an investigation, which took her six years to achieve her mission.

Joy started her investigation with Google. She learned that in 2003 a man came forward and told police that he had heard about the abduction from a police scanner and arrived on the scene before law enforcement. It was his fresh tire treads that police assumed that the suspect left in a vehicle. This changed the entire direction of the investigation, knowing now that the suspect had likely escaped on foot.

In 2004 a man came forward with a story that was eerily similar to Jacob’s abduction. Jared Scheierl had been twelve when while walking home from a local café in Cold Spring, Minnesota (only twelve miles from St. Joseph). A man in a car slowed down, and a man asked him for directions. When Jared had stopped walking to point, the man grabbed him and pulled him inside his vehicle.

He was driven to a remote area and sexually assaulted. The man drove him back into town and asked him if he recognized him. When Jared said no, he let him out of the vehicle and told him to run and if he looked back, he would be shot.

This traumatic incident had happened nine months before Jacob’s abduction, and the parallels made Joy think the attacks were connected.

Investigators were convinced they were unrelated. The crimes had taken place in two different counties, and the departments seemed unwilling to work together.

Baker pursued every lead available to her, and then some. She reached out to Jared, and the two began to piece the evidence together, and they found more unsolved sexual assaults involving young boys in the area.

Each boy said the same thing about the man; he had told them “to run or I’ll blow your head off”, or some other reference to gun violence. Baker alerted the Stearns County Sheriff’s office, who had told them they had never heard of these other assaults but didn’t believe they were connected to Jacob.

Joy and Jared spend hundreds of hours searching for other victims to get their stories. They relentlessly harassed the County Sheriff’s office, they involved Jacob’s mother, and they did interviews with local media. They had a hard time getting law enforcement to take their research seriously.

Jacob’s story was featured on John Walsh’s CNN tv show “The Hunt.” The episode included Jared’s assault and compared the two cases. This was the final media push that was needed to get the FBI to reopen the investigation.

DNA evidence collected from Jared’s sexual assault was retested in 2015, and it hit a match, Danny James Heinrich. Although the statute of limitations was up, he couldn’t be charged with Jared’s assault. However, a search warrant was granted, and the search yielded a discovery of child pornography.

Photo: Danny James Heinrich (Sherburne County Sheriff’s Office)

Heinrich had initially been a suspect but was released when witnesses couldn’t positively identify him. He had also been a suspect in Jared’s assault but there wasn’t enough evidence to convict. Heinrich was a known child predator in the area and he had been investigated for multiple crimes involving children.

Heinrich was offered a plea deal, and part of the agreement was to confess to murdering Jacob and revealing the location of his body. He accepted, and on September 1st, 2016, he led investigators to the burial site. On September 3rd, an announcement was made that Jacob’s body had been identified.

The plea bargain meant that Heinrich would only be charged for child pornography possession. He would serve a maximum sentence of twenty years in a Federal Medical Center in Massachusetts.

Without Joy Baker’s investment into the case and her blog, the FBI may never have looked into connecting Jared and Jacob’s abductions. Jacob’s mother, Patty Wetterling, publicly thanked Joy and Jared for their dedication to seeing this crime through to the end.

[mintflavoredfemurs]

This one?

does anyone have that dustyscarf post where it talked about after becoming dust and geno watching it happen in the save screen. please i need it so bad

[unknownarmageddon]

Ship bingo: MurderVictim/Geno x Dust

Oh that’s a new one

[propicsmedia]

Murderer to make court appearance from ProPics Canada Media Ltd on Vimeo.

UPDATE - #update #news #breakingnews #crime #truecrime #lawenforcement #court #criminalcourts #murder #zacharymarqardt #guilty #guiltyplea #pembroke #Eganville #pikwakanagan #murdervictim #rongraham #ottawa #Ontario #stoptheviolence #criminals @CTVNews @Globalnews.ca @CNN @Toronto Star #OPP

[cvbullshit]

I'm seeing Geno x Dust be referred to as Dustyscarf/Dustedsave and I....

Imma fight people

MURDERVICTIM IT'S MURDERVICTIM

I-

M U R D E R V I C T I M

MURDERVICTIM MY BELOVED

WHAT IS THIS OTHER SHIP YOU SPEAK OF???

I'm so angry this makes me sad and disappointed in humanity

WHERE IS THE CREATIVITY, WHERE IS THE PUNS, THE REFERENCES???

DUSTY. SCARF.

REALLY???

DUSTED. SAVE.

SERIOUSLY?

Yk what, no, this is it, I'm done

[missingandmurderedboys]

NAME: Timothy John King

BORN: 07/09/65 Birmingham, Michigan 🇺🇸

DIED: 03/22/77 (Age 11) Oakland County, Michigan 🇺🇸

FATE: Timmy left his home in Birmingham and went to a drugstore on the evening of March 16, 1977. After he failed to return home, an intensive search covering the entire Detroit metropolitan area was conducted, before his body was found on the evening of March 22 by two teenagers in shallow ditch alongside Gill Road in Livonia. He had been sexually assaulted with a foreign object and suffocated approximately six hours earlier. Timmy is the 4th suspected victim of the “Oakland County Child Killer” in Michigan. The case remains an open investigation.

RIP TIMMY 🕯

[mintflavoredfemurs]

Oh friend this is moreso @peach-flavored-cyanide's uprising, I just slapped down a name!! But STILL, very glad that you have seen ✨THE LIGHT✨ (trademark pending)

hey...

hey mint....

hey mint what if you.....

what if you drew dust...... again............

NOW why on EARTH would i

+ DustyScarf propaganda (๑╹ω╹๑ )

Dust Sans belongs to Ask-Dusttale

Geno Sans belongs to LoverOfPiggies

[latenightsleuth]

Margaret Martin Murder 1938 - UNSOLVED

The Unsolved Sawmill Murder – Margaret Martin

An article by Emily Thompson 6th February 2018

On 17 December, 1938, Margaret Martin went to meet a man for an alleged job interview. She was never seen alive again.

19-year-old Margaret Martin from Luzerne County, Pennsylvania, was known as a shy but friendly girl that had many friends. “I liked to dance, but she never went to dances. She was very popular, very studious,” her friend Betty Hopkins fondly recalled.1

Martin graduated from Kingston High School in 1937 and took a couple of classes at Wilkes-Barre Business College to gain secretarial skills. She graduated with honours.

On Saturday the 17th of December, 1938, a neighbour who took phone calls for the Martin family informed Martin that a man had called with a job offer for her. The anonymous caller said that he was new in town and was setting up an insurance agency and was looking for a secretary. It was just 17 days after her graduation and she assumed that Wilkes-Barre Business College must have recommended her to this potential employer. A chuffed Martin took the phone call and arranged to meet the anonymous caller at Kingston Corners, just a short distance from her family home on Covert Street.

The last time Martin was seen alive was when a man who lived in an apartment at Kingston Corners spotted her climbing into a brown Plymouth. The man who was driving the car was said to be between 25 and 30-years-old and was slightly overweight.

When Martin didn’t arrive home, police were contacted and a search was launched.

Due to a six-month strike at the local newspapers, her disappearance wasn’t well publicised but there were a few articles detailing her disappearance. An “Evening Star” article noted that police were checking into the possibility that she had been lured away by a man who was running a “white slave ring.”2

On the 21st of December, 1938, 19-year-old muskrat hunter, Anthony Rezykowski, made a gruesome discovery as he was laying traps alongside the icy cold water of Keelersburg Creek in Northmoreland Township, Wyoming County. As he approached a disused bridge, he spotted a burlap sack bobbing up and down with the flow of the water. Protruding from the burlap sack was a human hand.

The search was over: it was Margret Martin and she had been viciously abused.

She had been slashed across the abdomen and leg. It’s presumed that the killer had attempted to dismember her. In addition, she had been bludgeoned with a heavy rock. Her body was bound with a clothesline: both legs were jammed up underneath her chin. She was raped before being strangled.

Martin’s mother had the traumatising task of identifying her body.

50 State troopers were called in to search the isolated, snow-covered countryside where she was found. Within days, they expressed the belief that Martin had been murdered by a “sex maniac with a cruel, distorted mind.” They soon received an anonymous tip from somebody who claimed they had overheard the anonymous caller making the telephone call to Martin in which he offered her a job. He was described as being between 25 and 30-years-old with sandy hair. He was said to be “neat” and “suave.” This was the only tangible clue they had to go on. 3

While the search of the surrounding area was unfruitful, investigators reached a breakthrough several weeks later when they discovered the site where Martin had been tortured and murdered. Inside a steam boiler of an abandoned sawmill near Forkston, approximately 15 miles away, was a pile of burnt clothes. The burnt clothes matched what Martin was wearing on the day of her disappearance. Also discovered in the ash were several pieces of jewellery that Martin had been wearing on the day of her disappearance.

Outside the abandoned sawmill, investigators found footprints of a man and a woman in frozen mud. At one point in the track, the woman’s footprints disappeared and thereafter there were signs that some kind of object had been dragged.4

A man living nearby the sawmill reported seeing light from the sawmill fire as somebody opened the door at approximately 9PM on the same day Martin disappeared. He told investigators that he had fired several warning shots in the direction of the sawmill but didn’t think to investigate any further as he assumed it was just a trespasser. Was the killer disturbed as he attempted to dismember Martin and dispose of her body in the sawmill? Investigators believe so.

While families worldwide were getting ready to celebrate the Christmas festivities, Martin was buried in the cemetery of St. Ignatius Church on the 24th of December. It was the day she had planned on attending a Kingston High School alumni dance. Around 1,000 mourners arrived to pay their last respects. Several plain-clothes officers mingled around the crowds on the possibility that the killer would show his face; it certainly isn’t unheard of for killers to show up at their victim’s funerals. It was to no avail.5 Martin was buried beside her brother, who she watched die of a childhood disease when he was just 4-years-old. In a cruel twist of fate, he too was buried the day before Christmas.

Investigators gathered around the creek where Martin’s body was found.

As it so transpired, the anonymous caller had called the Wilkes-Barre Business College at approximately 9:15AM on the morning of the 17th of December. The school secretary gave the man the name of two students along with their phone numbers. The second student she named was Martin. The caller never called the first student, just Martin. This makes one wonder if he knew the school would suggest Martin and share her phone number with him.

The inch-by-inch search of the craggy surrounding area turned up no clues that could point investigators in the direction of the killer. Unfortunately, just moments after the body of Martin was found, the skies opened up and snow fell down, turning the crime scene into a winter wonderland. If there were any footprints or tire tracks, the snow had obliterated them.

One main theory was that the killer was a local due to the fact that he was clearly familiar with the rugged terrain. The abandoned sawmill wasn’t in an easy location to find. Presumably he knew exactly where it was and knew that it was abandoned. Another theory amongst the locals was that the killer was a serial killer from another town but police didn’t have the ability to track such a killer during the time.

Four years after the murder, 21-year-old Orban Taylor from New York City handed himself into authorities and confessed that he had killed Martin. A former resident of Wilkes-Barre, Orban was brought in for extensive questioning and after 20 long hours, admitted that he had fabricated the confession. While some of what he had said matched the facts of the case, the majority contradicted evidence. Nevertheless, police had to investigate his claims. They could find no evidence to substantiate his claims and he wasn’t charged in relation to the murder of Martin. He was, however, charged with second degree assault in an unrelated crime. Two years later, he died in prison after drinking a cocktail of typewriter cleaning fluid, orange juice, sugar and water.6

The search for Martin’s murderer gripped the Wyoming Valley for years and even left many Kingston residents too terrified to venture outside. Pennsylvania authorities never close the cold cases in their archive. In fact, every year, unsolved murders are reopened and reviewed each and every year and Martin’s murder is no different. However, over the forthcoming years following her murder, tips and leads have dwindled significantly and police aren’t hopeful that this case will ever be solved.

Footnotes:

The Times Ledger, 24 January, 1999 – “A Gruesome Murder that went Unsolved”

Evening Star, 22 December, 1938 – “Girl, 19, May Be Detained”

Evening Star, 23 December, 1938 – “National Guardsmen Join in Search for Girl’s Slayer”

The Evening Sun, 30 December, 1938 – “Footprints Discovered”

The Times Leader, 27 April, 2009 – “Cold Murder Cases Live On”

Star-Gazette, 25 May, 1944 – “Inmate Dead from Poison Cocktail”

Full Article: https://morbidology.com/the-unsolved-sawmill-murder-margaret-martin/

[sunflowersandpumpkins]

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[officialhistoryandshit]

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[theythebeloved]

Marsalee Nicholas

Marsalee (Marsy) Ann Nicholas was born on March 6, 1962 in Cincinnati, Ohio, to Marcella and Henry T. Nicholas II. A few years after she was born, Marsy, her brother Henry, and her mother Marcella moved to California. In 1967, her mother married television writer Robert Leach and the family settled in Malibu.

Growing up, Marsy’s kind heart shone through in her love for animals, nature, and people. She would bring home any wounded animal, from birds to dogs. Her fondness of horses led her to become a champion English and Western horseback rider at the age of ten. In Los Angeles County, Marsy qualified as the top junior English rider. At twelve, she traveled to Kentucky and won the Kentucky Equestrian over Fences Championship and qualified for Madison Square Garden.

In addition to riding horses, Marsy was a talented artist who won art contests from the second grade all the way through her senior year of high school.

At seventeen and having worked with blind students in high school, Marsy entered the University of California at Santa Barbara (UCSB) with the goal of becoming a special education teacher. Outside of school, she worked as a fashion model and earned opportunities to model in London and Milan. She spent her junior year at UCSB abroad in England at Richmond College. To finish her senior year of college, Marsy returned to UCSB in California. 

It was prior to her graduation, on November 30, 1983, that Marsy was stalked and murdered by her ex-boyfriend. She was 21 years old.

Only one week after her murder and on the way home from the funeral service, Marsy’s family stopped at a market to pick up a loaf of bread. It was there, in the checkout line, that Marsy’s mother, Marcella, was confronted by her daughter’s murderer. Having received no notification from the judicial system, the family had no idea he had been released on bail mere days after Marsy’s murder.

It took two years for Marsy’s murderer to finally be brought to justice.  Her murder sparked Marsy’s Law, (the California Victims' Bill of Rights Act of 2008) enacted in California as Proposition 9.

At her grave location in Whittier, California is a monument in memory of homicide victims erected by Justice for Homicide Victims.