Mad World ~ ( A Cryaotic Bonus shorts )

Getting Mad over little things

Before I start, I'm just getting back into the swing of things in terms of good writing so yes, this will be a little shit xD

Also, yeah, language warning, blood / gore perhaps as well during chapters etc ^~^"

One last thing, I rarely watch Cry anymore however I always thought the idea of Cry with two ( three if you count Virus!Cry as well who might make an appearance in the shorts). So don't ask things that I probably won't know xD though I'll try my best to answer if you do ask :P

Now on with the show~~
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Cryaotic's Pov
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What is this...?

A dream? Huh?

Or did I die...what?

I sat cross-legged in an empty space with no light source or even ground to steady myself with. There was literally nothing around, not even air.

I adjusted my signature mask to sit more aligned with my face as I kept still despite looking around my surroundings.

'I don't remember anything...am I dead?' I thought to myself as my face straightened.

Bringing up one knee up close to my chest, I looked down slightly only for my eyes to catch the faint trace of blood on the underside of my shoe. I grabbed my ankle and brought it closer as I stared at the dark red fluid. Despite that, I didn't even realize until I fully looked at my hands.

Stained with blood.

Only now I can taste the copper-like taste in my mouth, making me screw up my face in both disgust and confusion.

What, another nightmare...?

I forced myself to stand up and peered down at my hoodie just as a searing pain entered my chest from an angle, making my eyes widen as I instinctively rose my hand up to the pain only to wince in pain as I drew my hand back to red leaking out of the tear in my hoodie.

"What....t-he?" I stuttered out, sounding more like a question than anything else.

I've had these dreams before and if this is what I think it is, then in my hoodie pocket then there's-

I reached up with my other hand into my right pocket, just as thought, my fingers curled around a black plastic handle as I drew out a knife's blade from my pocket fully.

Just on the way past as I drew it out, the blade caught light from nothing, reflecting my face as I stared at the blade, only the edge coated in thick crimson.

My mask, the mouth, jagged with a seemingly more deranged look to the empty eye cutouts for eye holes.

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I jerked up as the pain in my side started again, only this time, I was somewhere.

I closed my eyes for a long moment as I sat up, one hand on my pained side and the other up to my face as I gathered my surroundings.

I opened my eyes as they adjusted to the dark of my room with the only light coming from my computer screen.

Peering down at the pain in my side, it was clear at what had caused it.

A fractured piece of my newest shattered mask lay embedded in my side, dry Crimson dried around the tiny wound.

"Shit..." I muttered to myself as I gritted my teeth, the taste still in my mouth, and tightened my grip around the piece, yanking it out of my side with a sigh of relief afterwards as I laid back down again, not caring that I was laying on the rest of the shattered mask.

After opening my eyes again, I looked over at a wire hanging down from my computer, on the end of the wire lay my headset on the ground as faint voices erupted from the speakers.

I rose my hand up to my face as I recalled what had happened as I kicked my tipped chair off of my leg and licked my hand and tried to get rid of the blood staining around my mouth.

'Why does this shit always happen to me...' I questioned myself mentally despite it not sounding that way.

I sat up eventually as I woke up a little more along with having passed out on the floor of my room after falling out of my chair. Speaking of which, I having stood it back up into place again along with placing my headset and fallen mouse - which was hanging by its wire over my desk - back onto the computer desk. Not bothering to sort out the dozens of energy drink cans splayed out over the desk.

I leaned into the headset on the desk table and simply muttered a 'One minute' to whoever was on the other end. Peering up at the screen that lit my room, held the pixels of what must have been part of whatever we were playing as part of the weekly stream.

After cleaning up the shattered pieces of my broken mask that I fell asleep on, I tended to my wounded side despite the wound not bothering me I had to treat it.

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I sat back up into my chair and gathered my thoughts again as I watched the gang's avatars of the game jumping around on my paused game screen. I sighed deeply before putting my headset back on and turning down their volume to help with my painful headache.

"Rrrnnnn....what happened?" I struggled out, sounding tired and not really with it.

"Oh your finally back, you were out for ages man."
"Yeah we were getting worried y'know!"

I frowned to myself lightly, not being able to distinguish their voices from each other.

"What happened...?" I asked again, this time hoping for an answer.

"We put the stream on hold so don't worry..."

"Yeah you should go to bed now, Cry."

"If you guys know anything then you better fucking tell me!" I involuntarily yelled down the microphone at them.

Everything fell silent for several long moments.

"Wh- hello?" I glared down at my keyboard, straightening it out from its slanted position beforehand.

"Uhhh...we'll let Russ tell you." One of them spoke up just as my inbox flashed up on Skype at the new message.

"Cancel the rest of the stream...or carry on, I don't care." I glared at the Skype screen at their profiles as I left the call and directed myself to Russ's new message.

Frowning, at the long message, I repeated it quietly to myself word for word, slower than usual as I tried to get my head around reading words.

"Cry you were acting strange like last time so we shut down the stream as you got pissed off to hells extent later after that you yelled at him despite you having told us a while back to shut down the stream or the call if it happens again. We worry about you man, don't take it out on us. See you tomorrow"

I turned off my computer monitor and closed my eyes as I leaned back into my chair and spun it on its swivel point, eventually stopping at it facing the countless replacement sup- guy masks lining my wall with many missing in various places.

"That's the fourth time in three days this has happened..." I opened my eyes half way to study the wall.

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Don't yell at me, I know it's shit so far and I doubt I've captured their personalities as I can't watch the streams etc

Don't hurt me *Hides*

~ Ghost