omega took another drag of their cigarette before smashing the butt into the tray
the ashy stub of paper joined three more just like it, all squished with effort and frustration against the plastic
the smoke hadn't even cleared before they lit another
their eyes drifted to the telegram account as they hit f5 on instinct
#login ourkronii - 2 hours ago
this fucking woman
drag
it's 4am her time; she has not gotten any sleep, and has not gotten anything to drink or eat
it's one thing to not want to stream, it's another to actively try to kill yourself
puff
she has depression - omega has to keep telling themself that
she can't be made to do something without the fucked up chemicals in her brain ruining her life
drag
or something like that; god knows why they needed mortal bodies to do this whole streaming thing
all these soft bits and inconvenient waste buildup and self-destructive feelings
puff...
omega looks at the monitor, reading kronii's name logged into minecraft again
then they look at the cigarette in their hands, and in the ash tray
... all these addictions
omega puts the stick down to rest on the ash tray, and starts to use the keyboard properly
something could take their mind off of this, something HAD to
they went to that place again
they had begun looking at this place on one certain reaper's recommendation, if they want to see "totally legit criticisms without a filter, yo"
without a filter was an understatement
if kronii was being a problem, omega would see how far it reached in one particular sub-site dedicated to her
the fucking apes were either always horny or always mad
none of the council, not even themself, was free of this
but tonight - or this morning - the thread was just fully and utterly tired
depressed, exhausted, and almost completely defeated from their oshi's behavior
omega felt a sort of kinship with the anonymous posters, in that moment, if only a moment
misery loves company indeed
still, they were going about it all wrong
complaining in their little forum would get them no where, even if omega could relay this (with a hard, hard filter) to kronii it wouldn't change her
it had to come from the source, somehow
omega had a rule to themself, to never directly engage with these reprobates, but there was a certain attraction to being able to say whatever they want to say, with knowing knowing who was saying it
they opened the reply box, thinking about what to say, before beginning to type
"She reads tweets and comments. Stop whining in here..."
the manipulator swallowed down a spit of anxiety
was that enough? did they fit in enough?
"... faggots."
they solved the little puzzle and clicked the submit button, and almost were immediately flooded with replies of anons with renewed vigor and vitriol
good, maybe they'll get off their asses and try and change the woman they love
... but what the hell does "starting a timeloop" mean?