Cry Plays: Ib [P1]

Ib is a game. You play as a little girl. Named Ib. Well right off the bat you can tell her parents hated her because for fucks sake, her name is Ib. “Hey honey, what should be name our daughter?“ “Pssffftttt... ib.“ “It’ll have to do.“ Because of parents like these, problems happen. WhenEVER parents like these breed and nurture a child, that child becomes a magnet for all things fucked up. Great. Thanks, ma, dad. Thanks a lot. Jerks. Okay also ants are cool. Music by Vinter in Hollywood - Going On