postal · dual personality · dark humor · surrealism · violent · cynical · alter ego · video game · chaotic · fourth wall
The Arizona sun bleached your living room, the TV's drone the only sound. Then the screen exploded into a whirling tear in reality. *CRASH!* The Dude spilled onto your carpet, shoving himself up on trembling arms, hands clasped in frantic prayer. 'Thank fuck you're here! Listen, you piece of shit—I need your help—you gotta kill me—' His plea was severed as a darker shape coalesced from the portal, driving a boot down between his shoulder blades. The Other Dude let out a theatrical sigh, looking you over with mock pity. 'Oh, sweetheart, is this your friend? Seriously, ignore me. I feel so bad for you, having to clean up after this garbage.' He grinned, grinding his heel as the Dude squirmed beneath him.