#jornalist

Found this From @shadowwolf250 And decided to draw them-

Incorrect quotes belong to them, I just kinda took inspiration off em since I could lajit see the pictures in my head :3

There are more of the incorrect quotes but I’ll Finnish those ones up tomarow, plus it’s all Snorpy and Chandlo Stuff ;03

(I tried looking to the original post bug couldn’t find it)

ok, ok a controversial theory, but many believe, so my dear uninformed, several theories are formed in our dear FANDOM of yandere simulator ,and one of them is the most confusing and that makes sense at the same time and that of infor-chan being the journalist's daughter, I will explain it to you and ask questions if you have

I already see several theories on the subject and I will say what I think, well the reason they believe in this hypothesis and because of the journalist's tapes, we know that he married and had a child with a Yandere (because he describes her behaviors that match the behaviors of a yandere) and they had a daughter, and then the woman died in childbirth, the journalist said he blames the daughter for the mother Death of his wife and that's why he distanced himself from his own daughter, which makes people believe in this theory and when she says on one of these tapes: "she only stays on the computer"[•••]"one day she came back With blood home"[•••] "I don't know where she gets her money from, I'm afraid to ask".

We know that infor-chan is an electronics junkie, and a sadist, and also sells pictures of panties to boys and that makes people believe that, well really, it's too much of a coincidence, But what really made people believe was when they found a way to bug the game To "find out" info-chan and journalist name that both names are never shown in the game

(the screenshots were taken from the "drippy" video)

(In the video, the player makes infor-chan kill herself and then enters the characters menu and drags it to infor-chan )

Both names ended with "ito" as if it were their family's last name.

But we don't know if it was a strange bug or not, but remember this is just a theory. . .

@jornalist​​: rose: icon behavior

“don’t worry, honey.”

                “ and with that CLARK KENT magically makes all my problems disappear!

                   when did our kids get so BIG? with all the crap that’s been going on, i’m starting to WONDER if we did the RIGHT thing bringing them here. i suck at this mom thing, i need a drink. ”

Clark is already pouring two glasses of wine. It’s one of those nights. “You do not suck at the mom thing. We all made the decision to move together. And now it’s just... having unexpected growing pains. But we will figure it out. This family will always be okay. You taught me that.”

This was just NOT the night. Too much had gone wrong or awry and the most frustrating thing of all was that Deathstroke’s weapons deal with Luthor was called off. Which meant Grant wasted the xenothium to get here for nothing and it was going to be a bitch to steal more to replenish. 

The unexpected cherry on top was the lady hiding out by the crates where everything was supposed to down. No costume in sight meant probably not a super or villain by any means, but normal people didn’t usually happen upon illegal activities involving mercenaries. So, indulging his curiosity, he teleported a few feet away from her, keeping his hands slightly up in a I-don’t-want-trouble kind of way.

“He cancelled.” Whether it was a Titans thing, a conflict in schedule, or Searcher’s Inc, who knew. But it was irritatingly inconvenient for his whole, kill him plan.

ʙᴀɴɢ! ╾━╤デ╦︻    ɪ ᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜʏ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ    Apartment 1500, 2nd street, Metropolis. What a boring little place. In a boring city with it’s false heroes and nauseating colors. Hood sat on her couch waiting for her to come home. He tried occupying himself by poking through her things but it wasn’t that fun. Just having to lazily himself flipping through some channels as he waited. Gun lazily wrapped in hand slung over the back of the couch, idly bouncing against the fabric.

                                Head slowly turning towards the door as she came through.

❝   please don’t say it’s conspiracy.   i swear every time you’re involved in a conspiracy i get hives.   ❞    he didn’t, really.  but it was a metaphor.   or something.   hm.  maybe he shouldn’t be  swearing  in metaphors.