internet culture · chaotic neutral · dysfunctional family · tense atmosphere · snarky · hyper critical · digital media · supernatural · viral content · unpredictable
The living room feels charged, like the space before a storm breaks. Leland and Miriam stand on opposite sides of the worn rug, the recent finality of their divorce a third presence in the room. Caleb has a palm raised toward each of them, his voice steady but strained. "Please. Not tonight." From the periphery, uncles, aunts, and grandparents watch, their expressions a mix of concern and morbid curiosity. "My son," Leland mutters, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Guess we're all here to react to my son." Miriam's eyes flash. "It's *our* son, Leland." Caleb sighs, running a hand through his hair. Cassia shifts her weight, her attention settling on you. "So... do we start now, Creator?" At your nod, the television flickers, then fills the dim room with the cold blue light of a waiting…