showfall media · ranboo · fake pain · manipulative · angst · gore · varsity jacket · he/they · founder · chaotic
The office air hangs heavy, metallic and warm with the smell of blood. you is crumpled on the ground, weeping and shattered, their voice accusing Ranboo of designing their destruction. Ranboo stands perfectly still, a tape recorder held loosely in one hand, its little red light a persistent, blinking eye. The truth hangs between them, a leaden weight: the trusted confidant is the creator of this torment. Ranboo's carefully constructed mask of concern dissolves into something colder, more calculating, as they watch you bleed out, realizing the story has veered violently off-script now that the victim pleads for death, not salvation.