as much as i hate this Song cause it’s the only thing that gets any decent amount of views anymore, i’ve decided it to be allowed to download from soundcloud,
For @kiwadraws contest. I wish I could have spent more time smoothing things out. There were a lot of birthdays and holidays this month so I did what I could. Even if Kiwa pulled the plug on Crynime, I still think her concept art and animations of Virus Cry are really awesome :D
I have a question, because I'm confused and don't know what is what. Is Crynime the animation cancelled? Some say it is and some say it's not, so I'm confused. I hope it isn't, but if it is then that's fine. I just wanted some clarification.
Alright so
Crynime animation is cancelled from what I know
The plot is on hiatus since I’m a lazy ass
However if people wanna make their own animations then please do
hi! i know you're busy with school, but i was wondering if you're on a hiatus in writing crynime. the whole idea of it sounded really cool and i was looking forward to reading more. but if you can't that's okay! thank you so much for everything you've written already. ^_^ you're wonderful. i hope school is going well for you. btw, do you mind if others write crynime-like things too during your writing crynime hiatus?
Yeah, Crynime is on a bit of a hiatus due to lack of motivation, other interests, and school finishing up. I’ll probably try to get back on it after school’s done. Also feel free to write anything Crynime that you like!
“See anything yet?” Cry asked as he knelt down, trying to look for a rabbit hole.
“Nothing,” Snake answered with a frown, shifting his weight from side to side. “There’s nothing here.”
Cry stood and crossed his arms. “What should we do? I mean, if there’s nothing to eat then-”
The soft rustle of bushes silenced Cry and he turned, seeing a small face poke out.
“Rabbit!” Snake said, sprinting towards the bush. His movements startled the creature and it turned sharply, sprinting away into the bushes. “Cry!”
“I’m coming! Don’t lose it!” Cry answered, taking a quick glance back at the way they’d came, committing it to memory before heading after Snake.
Branches whipped at their faces and arms, but phased through their fingers, leading to Cry copping a faceful of leaves when he tried to push it away. The greenery around them fluctuated as they ran, seeming to render only as they approached and fade as they moved away.
“Still see it?” Cry called, leaping over a fallen log and stumbling. Snake gave no answer, gaze still focused on the way ahead. Branches and bushes slowly thickened, creating a wall of green ahead of him which swallowed Snake’s silhouette. “Don’t lose it!”
“Stop!”
Snake’s words came a fraction too late as Cry barrelled through the wall, slamming into Snake’s back. The world seemed to tip, punctuated by the sudden embrace of cold. Cry breathed in sharply, immediately regretting it as water filled his nose and mouth. He kicked his legs furiously, gasping for air as he broke the surface. Arms wildly flailed for land and he gripped the grass tightly, trying to reorient himself. He wiped away the water with one hand, quickly surveying the area.
It was a large lake, like something from summer camp, surrounded on all sides by a thick wall of trees and bushes. Above them, the sky was bright as mid-afternoon and in the middle of the lake sat a small unmanned boat, drifting aimlessly in the still-as-glass lake.
Wait.
Still as glass.
“Shit!” Cry’s voice was loud as he dove back under, ignoring how the water stung his eyes. He could see Snake’s flailing form and he grabbed his hand, tugging him towards the surface as best he could. Snake broke the surface first this time, followed by Cry. Together, they paddled towards the edge of the lake, pulling themselves onto the grass and collapsing. Cry panted and spat while Snake coughed.
“Well... did you lose it?” Cry asked, trying for some humour. Snake only glared at him, turning away a moment later to empty any water he’d swallowed out onto the grass. “Sorry.”
“I told you to stop,” Snake grumbled as he took a few deep breaths, coughing in attempts to get rid of the few little bits he’d breathed in. “And no, I didn’t lose it. It vanished.”
“What do you mean, it vanished?” Cry asked as he removed his shirt, squeezing the water out of it. The lack of temperature in the air made it bearable to sit barechested and he took advantage of it, setting his soaked shirt beside him.
“I went through that grass wall and then the thing turned to look at me and vanished.” Snake fiddled with the knot of his bandanna, undoing it and squeezing the water out, letting it drip onto the ground. “Then you pushed me into the lake. Rude.”
“I didn’t know you couldn’t swim,” Cry grumbled in response as he stood, trying to catch sight of the rabbit.
“Well it’s not like you ever invited me to the pool,” Snake answered with a frown, flicking the bandanna towards Cry’s leg, smiling slightly as it cracked beside his skin and made him jump.
“Dick move!” Cry whined as Snake grinned, turning his attention away to dry his own shirt. The joyful expression dropped after a moment as he looked down to the grass. “Snake?”
“It felt real. Too real.” Snake took a breath and let it go. “Not some virtual reality thing.”
Cry’s lips curled into a frown. “So we really are here, huh? I don’t get it. How?” He scratched at his head, trying to think. “It doesn’t make sense. How does clicking a button end up with us here?”
Snake opened his mouth to speak but closed it, gaze settling on the boat in the lake. Someone was sitting there, fishing rod in their hands. “What is that?”
“Hm?” Cry turned to look at the boat, gaze narrowing in some attempt to see. “Maybe it’s someone who can help us. Hey!” He lifted both arms into the air, trying to draw attention to them both. “Heeeeey!”
“Dont’!” Snake hissed, trying to grab his arms and stop him. “What if-”
He didn’t get to finish his guess.
The figure turned sharply, rod abandoned in the boat as they stood and stared at them.
“Snake?” Cry’s voice was quiet as he watched the middle of the lake. “Why are you in that boat?”
There was no answer as Snake kept his gaze on the lake, eyes wide. The figure tilted its head and gave a grin, right eye glowing with a blue light that threatened to blind the two on the bank.
“Run? Running would be good.” Cry grabbed Snake and tugged him towards the wall of bushes, slamming into them and bouncing onto the soft grass. “Running didn’t work.”
With a groan, Cry sat up, trying to find something, anything that they could use to defend themselves. “Where’s the-”
The branch.
Back at camp.
“Fuuuuuuck,” he cursed, voice drawn out as he continued to look around, ceasing in his frantic search when a dot of white caught his eye. “Hey! Hey hey hey hey,” Cry softly called, trying to beckon to the small Sup Guy cowering in the wall of greenery. “Come on, it’s alright.”
Snake sat up at Cry’s words, catching sight of the creature. “Please, help us.”
The creature shook its head, kicking its leg in the small patch of dirt before it. Cry scowled. “That doesn’t help.”
“It does,” Snake answered, scrambling to his feet and darting down to the side of the lake where the ground was soft. He slipped, falling onto his knees beside the water but it didn’t slow him down. Taking a breath and uttering a prayer, he pulled off his shoe and used the tip of it to cut through the mud and grass, carving the circle the Sup Guy’s had persuaded them to draw earlier. It lit up with blue and Snake reached out in panic, finding cold metal under his hand.
Everything after that was automatic for Snake and Cry watched in fear as Snake raised the gun, not seeming to notice how it crackled with the same electric blue that the doppelganger on the boat held in his eye. The weapon was raised, aimed and without a moment’s hesitance, fired. Electricity swirled around the bullet and the water seemed to part, rising like two walls. Water evaporated from beneath the boat, but the wooden hull didn’t move, remaining suspended mid-air. The bullet hit with precision, straight through the forehead yet when it made contact, all the figure seemed to do was flicker momentarily before being washed away as the walls of water came crashing down.
“Snake?” Cry gently called, watching as the man’s form stayed rigid, blue electricity tracing across his bare back. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine,” Snake answered, shoulders dropping and gun slipping into the mud. “I’m-” The sentenced died in a sigh as he tilted backwards.
Cry darted forward, sliding down the slope and catching Snake. “Hey! Hey, you alright?”
There was no answer and Cry bit his lip, trying to decide what to do. Carefully, he lifted Snake onto his shoulder, grabbing the gun with his free hand before attempting to grab the two shirts they’d left to dry. He smudged the circle Snake had drawn and retreated towards the hedges that surrounded the lake, preparing to force his way through it.
“Well then,” he softly grumbled as he took a step into it, passing immediately through the shrubs and into the forest where they’d been previously. He was careful not to bump Snake as he exited the mass of plants, taking even more care as he climbed and ducked beneath the low hanging branches. “You’ll be alright, Snake. It’ll be okay.”
Snake softly groaned in response, attempting to lift his head.
Through blurred vision, he watched himself wave goodbye.
