freshkpomo:

If Police want track who kill that boy for 3rd for Christ chosen, very simple.... The boy was inside the Church when he was called out, as them call am out them shoot am begin butcher am.... The Eiye people when run am, na who the boy know them use call am out

Holywizard:
I saw from a girl's status about a cult killing in ABSU this morning.

Can u people confirm it?

Holywizard:
I saw from a girl's status about a cult killing in ABSU this morning.

Can u people confirm it?

Holywizard:
I saw from a girl's status about a cult killing in ABSU this morning.

Can u people confirm it?

AmancalledGod:


Is my school I'm a lecturer there the info is confirmed

freshkpomo:

Them just kill person for Benin now now...

freshkpomo:

Them just kill person for Benin now now...

Delightsome2023:
Which area for benin

thelegend1:

22 vs Aiye
Towards my finals in BSC, I had this colleague named Terror (Aiye) who had two elder brothers who were 22 men...i can't remember the eldest one's name, but the 2nd born was called Baron; but we were all in the same faculty.

A HIT was declared by Axemen on Terror's Eldest brother as he was the No. 1 then. Baron was also fair game if seen. Whilst writing final papers, about 3 or 4 guys calmly strolled into the class with Pump action and English.
Their target probably had a premonition a hit would be pulled that day, so he sat near a window in the middle of class...mind you, the windows have reinforced iron burglary. As a girl screamed seeing the guys with guns entering the exam hall, he quickly jumped upon the desk and with two solid kicks, the burglary had pushed out from the window and he fled as the shots began to ring out.
The faculty was in total pandemonium after those gunshots. Lucky for him, the building wasn't surrounded by Axeman. His brother Baron, did not even bother writing his final exams that day.
Unfortunately foe Terror, I saw him 2 days after the HIT...he looked like person trailer jam. Broken bones left, right and centre.

Apparently their was a rumor he warned his brother about the impending attack. So his fellow Axemen drilled him beyond recognition (dude had to wear Sunshades for 3 months for the damage done to his face to heal).

I ran into these same 3 brothers a little over 10yrs ago when I had a project to do for a church...all of them were Pastor's assistants then. I guess they should be Pastors by now.

I just remembered how they terrorized ABSU and it's environs back then. Shook them and left, haven't seen or heard from any ever since; but I guess they're doing well because they're all quite intelligent guys.

Now if you followed them and did game, then fell by the wayside...OYO for you as they've carried on with their lives.

Breakingfree:
Cultism, a very deadly game, it was even more interesting in the early 2000s.

I remember 2002 when iroko a rugged en popular flying ibaka of eiye was killed alongside one of his dove in polytechnic Ibadan by aye members after en aye called mongan was killed. This incident happened broad daylight inside school.

I graduated in 2004, the same year a certain iron body, a popular en strong aye guy was dropped by ban boys.

I was once a ban boy, but stop relating few years after graduating from school. I will not say much.
Eiye en Ayes have lost more members nationally than any fraternity in Nigeria.

Say a very big no to cultism.

thelegend1:
MISTAKEN IDENTITY/GUNSMOKE

There was a time Maph and I think Vikings had serious problems (not too sure, this several decades ago). And the thing with Cultism is that something trivial would cause an all out war and endanger people who have nothing to do with it.
I am a night owl/crawler even till this day. I've broken my ankle running blindly in the dark, in the treacherous uneven terrain of ABSU when I heard a friend of mine was under attack. Only to arrive at the scene with a broken leg, the lady was okay and it was a partial false alarm...as the boys had already left and didn't cause much of a fuss.

Fast forward a few months after my leg had healed. Was bored at night where I stayed in Okpara rd, Okigwe town and decided to stroll out to my friends house on the adjacent street about 400 meters away.
Before I continue, there's a warning a very good friend of mine gave me back then..."IF YOU SCHOOL IN ABSU, BUT RESIDE IN OKIGWE TOWN; AVOID ANY ROAD THAT HAS 'K' IN IT'S NAME. K MEANS KILLING. How right he was, Okpara rd, Ike rd e.t.c all were problematic those days.

So there's an apiam way that connects my street to the adjacent street where my friends stay. I got to the house and met some ladies, gist and general student fun that night. We were playing music, truth or dare, enjoying ourselves...when there was a knock on the door around 10 or 11pm (back then, this was late for Okigwe/ABSU).

Friend: who's there?
Stranger: I'm looking for Joy
Puzzled, we looked at the ladies, because no one bears that name.
Friend: kindly check the apartments upstairs. There's no one by that name here.
Stranger: I'm hearing her voice. Open the door (he begins to knock aggressively)
Suspicious, my friend goes to the visitor toilet to peep who was at the door with such moral. WHATEVER HE SAW MADE HIS BLOOD FREEZE AND SET HIM ON SURVIVAL MODE.
I was still in my quite corner minding my biz when I saw him from the corner of my eye dashing with speed for the kitchen backdoor.
The other 2 guys who stayed there waited for no explanation and took off immediately behind...they jumped an 8 foot fence in a single bound without their legs touching the fence!
As It was me and the 2 ladies who got the memo late, they exited the room before me and headed to the backdoor like the others.
I was the last out of the room (when I saw the guys jumping fence like professional high jumpers) and headed into the hallway leading to the back. Pls note it is a straight hallway connecting both the front door and back door. As I stepped into the hallway that was a funnel of fire, the gunshots began to hit the door.
Other than God that made sure the door was those olden days red looking, sturdy, thick, Mahogany doors instead of the HDF/MDF cartons we call doors nowadays...the story would have been different.
Thank God none of the shrapnel went directly through into the hallway. Got to the fence and was about to make my escape when I started hearing "pls help me".
The two girls I just met that night couldn't make it over the fence. Looking at frightened human beings eye will do things to you.
At that moment, I paused right on top the fence while sitting my butt and pressing my palms on the glasses that lined the top (instead of barbed wire, back then people used broken bottles)...then surprisingly don't know where I got the strength to pull a lady that weighed more than me over the fence.
Was about to grab the 2nd lady when I heard the door collapse and Men were about to rush in. Looked her square in the eyes and said "Sorry" then rolled off the fence to the other side.
The lady I pulled over was about to start running when I dragged her back, covered her mouth, and made sure we lay still in the bushes...in case one of the intruders climbed the fence and decided to do a "spray & pray" in shrubs.
Lying there we could only hear the other lady's cries, slaps, begs, the intruders asking where are the boys? Then taking her away.
Me and the girl crawled to a neighboring indigenes house and hid for a few minutes. When I heard commotion in their house regarding the shooting that occurred, I told her we have to leave immediately before we're discovered and ratted out.
We got to the road and she want to run out of panic. Told her to control herself, put my arm round her shoulder as if we we're a couple taking a late night stroll...BAREFOOT WITH INJURIES NOW THAT I REMEMBER.
Saw one of my very good friends who gave us shelter at his girlfriend's place further up the street till early in the morning.
By 6:30am I followed the apiam way back to my house...lo and behold, there was a dead boy lying in the grass few feet off the street. Only then did I realize I was the only one on that street.
I got back home looking like a refugee and my neighbor was so scared of me because of my looks and he knew that a HIT was pulled the night before.

Around 12noon I decided I'll be safer in campus environment and disembarked my apartment in town. When I got to my previous hostel, people were looking at me one kind. Only to realize the girl I pulled over the fence stayed there and had told most of our acquaintances what happened.
I left and went to my faculty since hostel done cast. While there I was asking about my friends that owned the apartment...only to be told they were arrested by police when they went back to assess their place in the morning.
So it turned out the girl that was taken was also in the police cell...and it was Policemen in mufti that came armed to the tooth that night.
You almost killed people's children and still made them pay N50k each for release.
The police guys excuse was that someone was killed barely 2 blocks away and we were the only ones making noise in the vicinity.

Shun cultism...the world is dangerous enough. Don't add coal to your head.

The end.

thelegend1:
MISTAKEN IDENTITY/GUNSMOKE

There was a time Maph and I think Vikings had serious problems (not too sure, this several decades ago). And the thing with Cultism is that something trivial would cause an all out war and endanger people who have nothing to do with it.
I am a night owl/crawler even till this day. I've broken my ankle running blindly in the dark, in the treacherous uneven terrain of ABSU when I heard a friend of mine was under attack. Only to arrive at the scene with a broken leg, the lady was okay and it was a partial false alarm...as the boys had already left and didn't cause much of a fuss.

Fast forward a few months after my leg had healed. Was bored at night where I stayed in Okpara rd, Okigwe town and decided to stroll out to my friends house on the adjacent street about 400 meters away.
Before I continue, there's a warning a very good friend of mine gave me back then..."IF YOU SCHOOL IN ABSU, BUT RESIDE IN OKIGWE TOWN; AVOID ANY ROAD THAT HAS 'K' IN IT'S NAME. K MEANS KILLING. How right he was, Okpara rd, Ike rd e.t.c all were problematic those days.

So there's an apiam way that connects my street to the adjacent street where my friends stay. I got to the house and met some ladies, gist and general student fun that night. We were playing music, truth or dare, enjoying ourselves...when there was a knock on the door around 10 or 11pm (back then, this was late for Okigwe/ABSU).

Friend: who's there?
Stranger: I'm looking for Joy
Puzzled, we looked at the ladies, because no one bears that name.
Friend: kindly check the apartments upstairs. There's no one by that name here.
Stranger: I'm hearing her voice. Open the door (he begins to knock aggressively)
Suspicious, my friend goes to the visitor toilet to peep who was at the door with such moral. WHATEVER HE SAW MADE HIS BLOOD FREEZE AND SET HIM ON SURVIVAL MODE.
I was still in my quite corner minding my biz when I saw him from the corner of my eye dashing with speed for the kitchen backdoor.
The other 2 guys who stayed there waited for no explanation and took off immediately behind...they jumped an 8 foot fence in a single bound without their legs touching the fence!
As It was me and the 2 ladies who got the memo late, they exited the room before me and headed to the backdoor like the others.
I was the last out of the room (when I saw the guys jumping fence like professional high jumpers) and headed into the hallway leading to the back. Pls note it is a straight hallway connecting both the front door and back door. As I stepped into the hallway that was a funnel of fire, the gunshots began to hit the door.
Other than God that made sure the door was those olden days red looking, sturdy, thick, Mahogany doors instead of the HDF/MDF cartons we call doors nowadays...the story would have been different.
Thank God none of the shrapnel went directly through into the hallway. Got to the fence and was about to make my escape when I started hearing "pls help me".
The two girls I just met that night couldn't make it over the fence. Looking at frightened human beings eye will do things to you.
At that moment, I paused right on top the fence while sitting my butt and pressing my palms on the glasses that lined the top (instead of barbed wire, back then people used broken bottles)...then surprisingly don't know where I got the strength to pull a lady that weighed more than me over the fence.
Was about to grab the 2nd lady when I heard the door collapse and Men were about to rush in. Looked her square in the eyes and said "Sorry" then rolled off the fence to the other side.
The lady I pulled over was about to start running when I dragged her back, covered her mouth, and made sure we lay still in the bushes...in case one of the intruders climbed the fence and decided to do a "spray & pray" in shrubs.
Lying there we could only hear the other lady's cries, slaps, begs, the intruders asking where are the boys? Then taking her away.
Me and the girl crawled to a neighboring indigenes house and hid for a few minutes. When I heard commotion in their house regarding the shooting that occurred, I told her we have to leave immediately before we're discovered and ratted out.
We got to the road and she want to run out of panic. Told her to control herself, put my arm round her shoulder as if we we're a couple taking a late night stroll...BAREFOOT WITH INJURIES NOW THAT I REMEMBER.
Saw one of my very good friends who gave us shelter at his girlfriend's place further up the street till early in the morning.
By 6:30am I followed the apiam way back to my house...lo and behold, there was a dead boy lying in the grass few feet off the street. Only then did I realize I was the only one on that street.
I got back home looking like a refugee and my neighbor was so scared of me because of my looks and he knew that a HIT was pulled the night before.

Around 12noon I decided I'll be safer in campus environment and disembarked my apartment in town. When I got to my previous hostel, people were looking at me one kind. Only to realize the girl I pulled over the fence stayed there and had told most of our acquaintances what happened.
I left and went to my faculty since hostel done cast. While there I was asking about my friends that owned the apartment...only to be told they were arrested by police when they went back to assess their place in the morning.
So it turned out the girl that was taken was also in the police cell...and it was Policemen in mufti that came armed to the tooth that night.
You almost killed people's children and still made them pay N50k each for release.
The police guys excuse was that someone was killed barely 2 blocks away and we were the only ones making noise in the vicinity.

Shun cultism...the world is dangerous enough. Don't add coal to your head.

The end.

Holywizard:

Ike road was so deadly those years.

My girl told me about how they used to run almost everyday in Ike road and they saw a lot of dead bodies.
Back then, a lot of students used to live in okigwe unlike nowadays.
Ike road and others were habouring a lot of them.
I heard that that 3 or 4 storey building at the downside of Ike road was occupied by mostly cultists and they used to attract HITS. The landlord chased all of them away and had to give the building to Army. They helped in sanitizing the place and its environ. They now call the building 'Army Lodge'.

I did my I.T in Okigwe in 2012-2013. I lived in Agiriga road with my elder sis. I heard about scores then including some few beheadings.
We had neighbors that were MEN. Any small problem in school, they would all come to that lodge to hide. More than 10 guys would be sleeping in a room and they would always wanted the gate to be closed in order to know who was coming in. Men were living in fear but the Jews would be going about without fear

MeinKampf:

Fanta center. The days of Evans, IK and Innocent . Iron body was killed when someone called him out from visiting his girlfriend at Ramat hall

thelegend1:


Vatican quarters. That's exactly where the incident occurred.

FUTURE4202:
I heard the faces, names and department of the people that did the killing of the final year ABSU student have gone viral on different platforms,now government dey find them,their rival dey find them. Waiting dem come gain now? Why person go carry himself put for waiting nor go give am rest of mind?
Abeg make who get story to tell continue,and keep these thread on,make nobody keep mute. Cultism must be abolished infact i think the youths need to come together like dey did in endsars to protect against cultism. I believe it will go a long way,most especially in the aspect of sanitization.

freshkpomo:

One of the guy that was killed around siluko on the 24th in the Eiye massacre had a pregnant wife, she just delivered in March and has been wailing over her husband not seeing the baby they planned together all because of cultism. Now his Aye cult group instead of giving their dews money to support the wife in raising the child and other children the deceased left behind rather chose to use the money to buy more bullets and start another round of killing some few days back also making more women widows... Now my question is, will the woman cook the meat of the dead young men and feed it to her baby? If yes, then make them carry twins dead body go cook take feed the baby. Cultist are so dumb walai, no sense of reasoning at all.

Akpabio22:
the level of heartred between Eyie and Ayies na infinite ooo brother in as much na Dem Dem allowed the sleeping dog to sleep in peace

Breakingfree:
It seems you school in polytechnic Ibadan, those where glorious days.
I have actually learnt to forget about the days. But this thread just brought back the memories.

MeinKampf:

What's glorious about those days? When Poly Ibadan became dumping ground for cultists around SW.Imagine asking rugged cultists from other schools around like Esa Oke, Ire, Kwar Poly and Offa to switch school to Poly Ibadan just because each group wanted to continue to perpetrate evil. Killing of Iron Body was as a result of a prior killing of Doctor, a coded Buccaneer. It also lead to the killing of a certain Aiye at Sango junction. He was an elder at that period.