“One hundred..! One hundred one…! One hundred two..!” Kirishima grunted, lifting the 150-pound weight over his head. From the corner of his eye, he could make out the light of his phone, his home screen visible as notifications filled the pallet. The light buzzing of the electronic also caught his attention, causing him to put down the massive weight back where he got it from. He slid out from under the bench, approaching his phone and picking it up to read the group chat.
The next day Kirishima had just finished filming his video as his phone started vibrating and chiming repeatedly. Joy coursed through him as he picked up his phone and saw notifications currently buzzing. Not caring to read the contents, he opened his phone and went to the group chat, giggling as he skimmed through the contents but generally still confused about what was going on.
“What’s going on now?” He wondered out loud. “Oh, Denki’s being Denki again.”
You woke up one night to loud humming and an eerie glow coming from your backyard. You've seen enough horror movies to know not to go and look. You move to go back under your covers only to freeze when you hear something crash from downstairs. Clutching your baseball bat, you creep down the darkened hallway towards the broken window to your backyard. You hear a low growl and stiffen before swinging your bat in that direction. You hear something mewl in response as you look down and see a stray cat. You crouch to its level and smile at it before watching it scamper off, not before what seems like it hissed at you. You hear a low guttural clicking sound come from behind you. You swing your bat and stare at the figure on the ground. Your face pales when you a human-like figure a couple of feet away from you.