#cynicalcritic

[cheeskikimp3]

maybe another character would be better suited here, buut I just want to have fun xd

[cheeskikimp3]

I REALLY DK HOW I CAME TO THIS..I'M REALLY SORRY, DUDES—

don't worry they died later /HJ-

[cheeskikimp3]

Omori spoiler;)

happy day of finding similarities where there are none!!

(help me I was forced to do this /srs 😭)

[cheeskikimp3]

no

[cheeskikimp3]

in fact, I was planning (and probably will do it) to post a tick tok, but I'm too ashamed, it seems.. check it out here

[cheeskikimp3]

............please just ignore what I did

[mccormicx-archived]

“If you didn’t just blink I would’ve sworn you were dead, that’s how sickly you’re looking. Now get to fucking bed."

     Although it wasn’t often that the fake Kyle visited him in his dimension-crossing adventures, the infrequent visits almost always involved a round of silent CoD on his tiny satellite TV and cracked Xbox. However, as soon as Kyle had made his way into his room -- without knocking or asking permission, again -- all he got was a sudden and unwanted lecture. 

     As if he was really anyone to talk on that shit.

     [✝] “Fffffuck you...” It came out more slurred than he wanted, but standing on teetering legs with the complexion of the same living dead they were supposed to be shooting had that sort of effect. “I-I’m...fine-”

     ...And he collapsed onto the floor like a wooden board. He’s not dead. Probably.

[purple-paw-muses]

cynical-critic started following you

Kyle wasn’t sure how he even ended up here.

The whole place was a depressing mess; buildings were falling apart, windows were boarded and everything seemed to be covered in a fine layer of dirt and dust, as if it had been forgotten for many years. But, somehow...it was oddly familiar. Kyle could’ve sworn he recognized some of the decrepit buildings.

“Where am I...?”

@cynical-critic