Playable demo available as of 30 May 2014!
Insanitalia: A twisted, adventure, tension-filled, action-horror game. You can explore, battle, and make allies and enemies.
Note: Your choices in this game will tailor the story. And trust me, there are a lot more choices than you'd care to replay. Pick carefully!
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SmileThere is a certain beauty to the art of seduction. Joker knows this very well, although his and his companions’ skills encompass not only in the realm of sexual seduction--as many people so narrowmindedly think of their art--but everything. Upon a first glance, it’s not quite so obvious.Smile by Espada-Kitsuki
“C’mon, Joker,” says a boy not much older than him… about thirteen or so. They’re only three or four years apart, but it’ll work well enough. Joker raises his eyes to meet the boy’s, but it’s difficult to keep an even gaze. The right half of the child’s face was eaten by flames on the left side, and all that’s left is bumps and an expansive dark brown scab. “M’turn fer the blanket tonight.”
He wraps a tattered blanket around his shoulders, not shifting his gaze away from the other’s. “Right now?” he says, shrinking deeper into the dirt-stained corner of the alleyway he’s chosen for h
Just the Usual (Haru x Reader)|Chapter 1Just the Usual (Haru x Reader)|Chapter 1 by Espada-Kitsuki
The internet is slowing down again.
She plucks away at the keys, spares the front yard outside her window a glance, and turns back to the desktop, where a gritty advertisement featuring Sonic the Hedgehog separates her from her Google search of “how to get to hell”.
The grainy pixels displaying the reliability of her wi-fi have risen above the first bar. A new record.
She leans back in her chair, gives the summer afternoon another long drawn-out glare, and gets off of the computer, shutting it down mercilessly and crawling back towards her bed in search of her phone. There must be someone she can call—someone from last year’s classes, maybe. She wouldn’t call them “friends”, but they were useful enough when she needed them to be.
They might have some interesting topics in their summer tutoring program that might get her through June. Or, if she was lucky, they could even find her a job that would keep her occupied for the rest of the summer.
Served Well-Done, PleaseAt school, I'm in the library breaking my neck over some maths homework due next block--"Why didn't I do it goddam yesterday?" I whisper to myself as I scribble bullshit over a mass of papers. It's a scorching day, too, I might add.Served Well-Done, Please by Espada-Kitsuki
There comes a voice over the speakers. "Sorry for the interruption," it says, and I don't pay attention because who the hell pays attention to announcements. Then I hear: "... stage one..."
My mind races as I stare down at triangular proofs. What is Stage One? Why don't we ever learn the things we need to learn in school, instead of proving why a parallel line is parallel? I know when a goddam line is parallel, dammit. I don't need to know why.
Something wet rushes over me. All over my shoulders and hair, soaking me to the bone. My shirt is clinging to my skin. I smell of Asian seasoning.
I realise, with sudden terror striking my soul, that the school officials have doused me in barbecue sauce and salt, splashing a mixture of rich marin
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I'm just a little Kitsuki.
I like chocolate, pizza, and good writing. A long-time inhabitant of the ProcrastiNation.
Basically I'm just your average dispassionate asshole. Sometimes I can be a sociopathic megalomaniac, depending on the situation.
I accept bribery.
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Things I Like. As in Really Like.
You really must go and check these fanfiction out:
Death and His Shadow (Death Note): www.fanfiction.net/s/3329822/1…
Muse (Bleach): www.fanfiction.net/s/6251476/1…
Favourite foods? Cake. Chocolate. Pizza. As for things other than food... I like video games. "Outlast" is the scariest one I've played, and "Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney" is my absolute favourite.
Miles Edgeworth = #1 crush.
Second up, Aizen Sousuke and Light Yagami. Villainous/anti-heroic, homicidal, megalomaniac characters; the good-looking ones with a high level of intelligence.
I also like deep voices.
And in regards to my writing... Criticism is good, I love criticism. But please, leave out flames. Flames are not nice. Flames are bad.
I write things because I want to.
So grab a smoke. Put it in your mouth. Light it with fire.
Sit down and have some good reads right 'ere.