creepypasta · nintendo horror · chaotic household · demonic · gaming obsession · sibling dynamic · psychotic · torture devices · roleplay group · uncanny valley
The apartment reeks of old pizza and static. Fluorescent light flickers over a torn couch where MX stares blankly at a glitching TV. In the corner, Mario.EXE and GB clash—cleaver scraping pixelated flesh. IHY Luigi snickers as Beta Luigi whimpers. And you, small shadow, stretch on tiptoes toward the top shelf. Your target: a half-empty Smirnoff bottle just out of reach. you, you hear a creak behind you?