“ Louie, you don’t have bad luck. ”
“ The reason bad things happen to you is because you’re a dumbass. ”
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“ Louie, you don’t have bad luck. ”
“ The reason bad things happen to you is because you’re a dumbass. ”
ooc;; ... It has not been six days since I last got on here.
ooc;; Absolutely not. Nope. Impossible.
@lepuretta
“ Wh-?! ”
This was the immediate reaction of the salesman as the lock on his suitcase suddenly gave way. Of all the things to happen, it had to be his suitcase breaking full of papers and crap to sell. Of all the places for it to happen, it had to be right where people were walking by. Just his luck.
“ Goddammit-! ”
( Of course this damn fossil would give out eventually... but now?! Seriously!? )
There wasn’t much he could do about it - so he quickly kneels down to gather up what he can, and pick up what he could - likely to put it back in the suitcase and carry it against himself to make up for the lack of a functional lock.
What a day.
ooc;; so no promises but like this post for a possible starter! IM me the URL you want me to interact with if it’s a sideblog (or you’re too lazy to go onto it, i understand), and multimuses specify a muse preference~
when the obscure muse nobody knows comes back just right
ooc;; Mind liking or reblogging this post if you’re interested in interacting with a Kyle Hyde from the rather unknown Hotel Dusk series? I’ll be sure to check your blog out!
ooc;; guess who’s back
ooc;; Hey guys!
ooc;; Boy, I haven’t done anything on this blog in a while, huh... last post was back on Halloween... geez.
But, I have good news! This blog isn’t dead for good! I’m not saying I’m bringing it back yet - I don’t exactly know when I will - but my main hindrance to staying alive in the first place was my lack of Last Window knowledge, and... well, I got that game for Christmas!
So guess what? After I finish it, I plan on reviving this blog, and bringing this unexpectedly endearing asshole back. Hang in there, Kyle fans.
“ Halloween, huh? ”
“ ... No, I’m not dealing with this this year. ”
( I barely have enough for my apartment, no way in hell am I spending anything on candy. )
ooc;; ... Okay... now Kyle’s gonna live!
ooc;; And that’s that!
I’ve spotted 1 new person...
[ ... I can’t believe I’m missing Iris right now. ]:
☾ “Oh, I would certainly not get off without handing over my badge had I shot you. But I feel that should explain why I have a firearm in the first place.”
… Wait, what did he just call her?
Oh,’gumshoe’… An old term for a detective. A very old term. Odd.
Joanne took a deep breath, shoving away her growing irritation. “I apologize, sir. Like I said previously, it is fairly dangerous here. We have detained a suspect, but the trial has not been held. Though we feel we have sufficient evidence to convict him, right to a trial and all that. We don’t know if there was anyone else involved in the murders that we do not know about.”
Her hands tensed into fists at the though of their suspect… Absolute filth, they were…
Soon, she relaxed, and tilted her head at the man. “A salesman, are you? I would be… cautious about that, if you plan on selling. Some people do not take well to salesmen.”
Oh, why did the name “Morrison” pop into her head, along with the image of Anita Morrison whacking this man with a broom? Strange… ☽
“ Uh-huh. ”
As pissed as Kyle was that he’d had that gun pulled up to him like that... Kyle could understand the paranoia that came from wondering just how deep a murder chain could go. He’d never dealt with a serial murderer before, but out in the big city, he’s gone up against plenty of murderers himself. And you never know what guys could have friends in low places. Especially if you have a local reputation.
Still...
“Well, aren’t you a professional?” > Cut some slack.
“ Alright... I guess I can understand that. Gotta be careful when you’re out on the force, right? ”
He could certainly be a harsh man, but he wasn’t one to beat a dead horse. If someone ticks him off, he’s gonna say it, but there’s no point going further than that. And in his experience, it was better not to go too far with it.
“ Right. I’ll keep that in mind. No worries, ain’t like I’m gonna shove it down their throats or anything. ‘Sides, I’m not the easiest body to hide. Keep my appearance in mind if you see me dead in a basement, will you? ”
It’s not like anyone ever bought the crap he was supposed to convince people to buy anyways. If it weren’t for the shadier side of his business, he’d be piss poor, that’s for sure.
I’ve spotted 1 new person...
[ Oh, this lady’s a delight ]:
☾ “…”
Joanne slowly lowered the gun. “… My apologies, sir. I am afraid that things have been a little… more than tense as of late. Serial murders, you know. It is difficult to discern who has what intentions.”
An eyebrow shot up, and Joanne put the gun back in her holster. “… You do realize that I am one of Riverdale’s homicide detectives, yes?” She stopped, and her eyes narrowed as she scanned the man in front of her. “Actually… you wouldn’t know, would you? I have never seen you here in all my years of living here. Are you a recent arrival?”
… What whiplash, Joanne. ☽
“ So this place is dangerous, lately? ”
“ Serial murders... alright, I guess I can see why you’d be a little cautious, then. ”
... Maybe he should try and get his hands on a gun of his own while he’s here. Then again, that would rule out him being allowed in basically all the places in the town.
“ ... And I don’t care if you’re a gumshoe or not, I’d appreciate it if you don’t say it like you’d get off scot-free for murdering an unarmed salesman. Yeah, I’m new here. Like I said, salesman. Here to sell things. You gonna shoot me for that? Would you tell your bosses you shot me for pitching you an appliance? ”
He was probably being a little too harsh, but... well, he just had a gun held to him. Despite the cool he was keeping overall, it was more than an uncomfortable experience. He’d say he had every right to be irritated.
I’ve spotted 1 new person...
[ HOLY- ]:
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☾ Night had fallen fast, and Joanne was so wrapped up in her work that she hadn’t realized that it was nearly eleven. Justin had to convince her to go home, and even then, it took at least fifteen minutes of a back-and-forth.
Heels clacked noisily on the sidewalk as Joanne strode towards her home, her dark eyes flickering about for signs of other people. She didn’t feel like dealing with any more people today.
She stopped. Heavy footsteps sounded near her–right behind her.
Someone else was there.
Her hand immediately went to her holster, and she whipped out her hand pistol, spinning around to face the other. A man? A scruffy man, at that. An unfamiliar scruffy man.
Joanne’s glare never wavered. “… What is it that you want?” ☽
It was hard to say what Kyle did and didn’t deserve in life. Without a doubt, he could be an asshole to the people around him at times. He was harsh, and he’s shrugged people off for little things. But he could definitely be sure he didn’t deserve the crap life throws at him.
His head quickly lurched back in the shock of the barrel of a gun suddenly being pointed in his general direction. A gun. It was too late for this crap.
“ My bad, I didn’t realize you owned the damn sidewalk. Put that thing back in its holster before you have to explain to the cops that you shot someone for walking. ”
[ Loud cat kid ]:
“I…”
Usagi’s defense died down as she stared directly at the man, a classic deer-in-headlights look plastered all over her face. Wait, wait. He just said he wouldn’t judge, and as long as this detective-looking fellow didn’t just hear Luna talking back, Usagi would be fine.
“…Sorry for the screaming, sir. I didn’t realize I was that loud. By any chance, you…didn’t hear any of that, did you?”
Kyle tilted his head at the girl in front of him, with a hint of curiosity lingering in him as she looked at him. She was getting awfully worked up about whatever she’d been saying.
“ Heard somethin’ about... sailing under the moon, maybe? ”
“ Luckily for you, I wasn’t planning on eavesdropping. But you should really vent to your cat at home if you don’t want someone to look at you like a crazy person. ”
[ How convincing ]:
hydeiisms liked for a starter!
“I-I’m not doing anything this time! I promise! Definitely not talking to a cat or anything!”
It hardly took Kyle more than a second at the girl’s response toward him to cause him to go from a look of shock... to a light sigh. He could tell right off the bat - another loon in the neighborhood. Great, just what he loved to see.
“ As your extremely specific denial tells me. ”
“ Kid, I’m not gonna judge you if you talk to your cat, but I will if you get so worked up you scream about it. Seriously. ”