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my god speaking of i never posted him i dont think and thats a crime
albino vampire oc .......... totally not a clear skies over milwaukee oc ! (why did that game have to get infested with so many larpos ugh)
he's a snarky and sarcastic guy, he has some weird intense cannibalistic-violent attitudes towards living people but they seem to go away if he renames the person he's talking to with a nickname. or if they arent human....
creature
#my art#my artwork#**lokie art#**corentin!ghost of milwaukee#clear skies#clear skies over milwaukee#csom#original character#vampire#vampire oc#goth#albino oc
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Stanley's Story | A Clear Skies Over Milwaukee (CSOM) Movie | Teaser Trailer
Hey, my name is Mati_men and I'm in the process of producing a Clear Skies Over Milwaukee Movie.
I have played CSOM for a little over 2 years and have finally got around to production for my new movie, Stanley's Story. The teaser trailer just released, and I'd appreciate it if you could watch it and give some feedback, thanks!
Link: (2) Stanley's Story | A Clear Skies Over Milwaukee (CSOM) Movie | Teaser Trailer - YouTube
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CLEAR SKIES OVER MILWAUKEE OCS :) Adya and Ivvvyyyyy <3
#art#black artist#digital art#oc artwork#gay art#oc artist#comissions open#clearskiesovermilwaukee#CSOM
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some csom ss's
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CHAPTER 2: What Is A Psychic?
Not understanding her powers at all, Jess asked for help. It was hard for her. She was naturally talented at the things she enjoyed doing. What would they think if they saw her so weak? They had not made new friends in a long time. Jess couldn’t mess that up the day after! She told the two as subtly as possible. No need for begging on their knees right?
Jess sat on a bench at a table at Minnie’s Dinner, the only dinner in a 60-mile radius. Jess hoped there wouldn’t be any robberies today, they wanted their milkshake. Rocking herself back and forth, Jess waited for their friends to join them. The dinner at this point was… calme, not empty but calme. The waiter was still waiting with her notepad, sweating hoping that the customer in front of her at least noticed the waiter’s presence.
“Would you like me to take your order?” The waiter, Cathrine, asked once more, begging for Jess’s attention. Her annoyance exaggerates her Scottish accent. Jess jumped up from her seat surprised at the sudden existence of the waiter. She apologizes frantically ashamed of her blissfulness. “It’s fine Jess, but please tell me what you want to order so I can take some of the other tables?” Now, Jess felt even more horrible.
“S-sure eh… a soda please.” Jess got a dirty look from the supervisor from the other side of the dinner. And now Jess felt her insides turn to mush, lungs, and heart hitting each other so hard, both of these very vital organs weren't working anymore. Jess wasn’t breathing as she heard another voice in her head.
‘Why would someone order a soda anymore, it tastes like trash. Soda is the worst drink of all. It’s too sugary, I can’t drink it without burping like an ogre-’
The supervisor was looking away, hiding his trembling hands in his pockets. Why does that guy hate soda so much anyway? The poor client is on the brink of having a panic attack. The radio was playing Aerosmith loudly, The machine was hiding Jess’s short breath.
Bells rang as two teenagers entered Minnie’s. Both of them walked to Jess’s booth and sat down. The boy, the arcade addict found out yesterday that he was named Michèal, said hello by hitting his head on the table and then staying there. The emo boy had not noticed his new friend's frantic breathing, but the half-Alien Daysie did. They sat next to Jess and initiated the conversation. “Hey, are you ok? You don’t look very ok…”
Jess put herself back together as fast as she could, unfortunately, it only made it worse. “I- it's fine, It's fine. I'm f-fine.”
“If you’re sure.” Daysie was not convinced. They kept glancing at Jess from their bottom eyes as they ordered their smoothie from Cathrine. Michèal is still… emoing his way to a good afternoon nap if that's still possible for him.
Jess was almost composed of their bout of psychic causing anxiety. “So! Okay…” She took a deep breath. “I’m going to ask you guys where to start because ever since yesterday I won't stop hearing the thoughts of so many people and I do not know how to control it! My head hurts when so many thoughts are happening simultaneously, and I’m not sure if I have other powers! I have no idea about any of how this kind of thing usually works an-”
Michèal lifted his head before cutting her rant off. “Listen, if you think we have any idea what’s happening to you. We don't. We said we would help you yesterday, but we ain’t got any clues either except what you've said about your great-grandmother. I’m helping you so you won’t snitch.” He stole a sip of Daysie’s smoothie.
Daysie snatched their paid drink from the freeloader and commented “This is not helpful Mike.”
“Don’t call me Mike. And I’m telling the truth. The second she knows what she can do I’m leaving.” He retorted.
“You don’t have to do this, I won’t tell anyone what you are and-” Jess explained, but was cut off by a pissed-off immortal.
“I’ll help, and it doesn’t mean anything.” Daysie watched with amusement. They hid their smile by covering the bottom of their face with their hair. Michèal noticed the mechanics' reaction and began fighting in a psychic battle without the actual psychic sitting next to them who was sipping on the straw of an empty cup and looking out the dinner window. Watching a black van turn the corner on the road of the arcade. ‘It must be a new game mom bought’ they thought. The battle ended with Michèal victorious and he swiped Daysie’s drink without them looking.
“Kay’ we figured you could read people's minds, you’ve said your great-grandmother worked as a psychic when she arrived in America and you can’t find her old stuff because of reasons. Those reasons being?” The black-haired boy asked.
“I’m really bad at lying.” She answered.
“How does that even relate to what we're trying to do here?” His drink was lost to the original owner, who now kept both hands on the smoothie.
“If my dad questions why I'm asking for the supplies, I won’t be able to lie about it.”
“Lying is not that hard, this is a simple task.” He tried to grab the smoothie again and failed.
“Like you're the one to judge.” Said Daysie while protecting their drink from the Emo thief. The thing about Jess’s parents was that they were great parents but not perfect. They told their teenage child that her they would never judge her for what she did or who she was. The arcade addict said almost everything that crossed their minds at the dinner table. Most of the time, her words would make up 90% of the conversation. She’s never hidden anything from her parents ever. They had even never thought about lying to her parents.
“The only part of the plan we haven't thought about yet is how we're going to test the powers?” The half-alien asked.
“we’ll improvise.” The gamer answered.
“Check a dictionary because that's not the definition of a plan-”
The first part of the plan worked. Use Michèal’s car the get to Jess’s house. Jess asks for the stuff and doesn’t answer her parent's question before sprinting out of the house telling them she’s hanging out with her friends with the needed stuff in her arms. She almost messed up the question part too. The car was bolting off a second after Jess closed the door. Was that the easiest plan in the world? Yes. Was Jess’s parents the most confused parents in the world for that short 3-minute period of time? Also yes. Michèal parked his car in the Arcades driveway. It wasn't opened yet. The store was closed for a while. Jess’s parents said it was because of a problem with the wiring and it caused the games to stop receiving the electricity. Daysie called it an extremely unlikely scenario based on what they saw while working on the broken arcade game. Polybius was, yes, still broken. The back alley behind the arcade was empty the only other object was a trash bin. The corridor was empty and dirty. The teens had to bring out a table and a few chairs from the arcade before sitting down to do some improvising. After they didn't feel like they would get an unknown disease because of the concrete, the group pulled out the supplies. A stack of tarot cards, some herbs they had no idea the names of, and a crystal ball. Jess looked in awe at the objects in front of her. She had never met her great-grandmother Alafar but based on her chosen profession. She must have been cool as hell.
The two other teenagers witnessed the smaller’s seemingly guided hand touch the glass ball and a sparking glow push out of the crystal object. The transparency of the crystal ball was replaced by a sudden multi-colored light flashing and pulsating into Jess. The light turned into stars that flew around the girl in front of it. Jess’s eyes lit up like a radiating rainbow, covering the alley with strange lights and colors.
Jess was experiencing so many emotions at once: pride, love, excitement, fear, anxiety, and awe. Never in their life had they felt so alive. She also felt a pull. She followed the guiding force to look at the crystal ball in front of her. In the windowed crystal, a black van is parked in front of the arcade, and it's the same van she saw at the dinner. She remembered no car was parked in the parking lot of the arcade when Michèal parked his. Multiple men stepped out of the vehicle before rushing into her parent's business, breaking the lock before they entered. Windows were shattered and Jess could feel some sort of buzzing noise escaping the vision. Before she could even worry about the image's implications, the shapes and colors around her faded to nothingness. The suddenness of its end pushed the psychic on the dirty floor. Jess was in shock looking back at her new friends praying that they had seen what she had seen. They had. Their eyes were covered with expressions of worry. Those expressions turned into fear as they heard a car pull up the driveway.
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70 MILES OUT OF MILWAUKEE, WI
a vector quickie (too lazy to make hands or shoes lmao)
Tony Ceral, a young, homeless, and paranoid criminal who fled from his life of crime in Canada, dragged back into his life of crime by a former associate.
a decently old oc of mine (made about 2 years ago) i made to use in clear skies over milwaukee, and as a sort of template character for other roleplay games.
im making a CYOA styled game based off of his story (though its just something i do while bored in school, and when i should be working on my webcomic)
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thinking about yaoi
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look at my oc boy
#dogsdraws#dogs: ashe#dogs: oc art#krita#character reference#this is the first time ive ever made a character reference btw#csom oc#clear skies over milwaukee
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blorbo from my roblox roleplays
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hate hate HATE doctors
#update on my ears: they suspect csom now? and thats gonna be a $100 treatment that might not do anything and $40 in weekly-#medicine (not sure for how long??) if it does#also apparently the other place we went to chasing a couple diagnoses (autism mainly rn. i WISH it was for more) was supposed to send us a-#lettr abt referral stuff. in fucking JANUARY. they never sent it and we only found out today#also my mum says their referall place might be too expensive to even consider lol so#which means potentiall hell regarding the benefit im on. its all so sucks rn#dont even get me started on the fact my mum is the one in charge of handling all my stuff and she fucks it up so badly#never comes to me abt stuff and only chooses what SHE wants me getting seen/diagnosed for and has to do it HER way#hence why the only long-term thing im handling rn is the autism. not my choice !!#hgfghjkj complaining done im soooo. im gonna go lie down
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yet another csom character. hes a lot older than corentin
meet virgil airielli! or as he's just simply referred to a lot of the time, capgras (pronounced cap-grah)
he has a fucked up face and has SEVERE untreated schizophrenia. kind of an asshole but mostly has good intentions, just looking to be liked by someone
really likes vending machines. he may look scrawny but his grip is tight and he is very well able to topple over one of those giant machines
trad sketch of his face below the cut
for the most part it was a severe birth defect, but because of past injuries its become a lot more gnarly and he feels obligated to hide it
kinda considering an arc where he gets attacked and actually loses his fucking nose. LMAO
#my art#my artwork#oc artwork#oc art#original character#**lokie art#**virgil airielli!capgras#csom#clear skies#clear skies over milwaukee#roblox oc#theres actually a concept of him without the nose on toyhouse#not a toyhouse plug but just something funny
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guy who is so so so thinking abt its ocs but not a single coherent thought
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played csom (clear skies over milwaukee), as postal 1 dude
this. is how it went
y’cant have SHIT in milwaukee man
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i cant stop thinking abt clear skies over milwaukee on roblox dot com... that game is so mecore... and such a vibe.. i love the...
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Clear Skies Over Milwaukee Prologue
70 miles out of Milwaukee there is a small town filled with unknown curiosities. Normally in Wisconsin, there aren’t five different conspiracies happening at the same time. The weird is the usual in that small town. The citizens turn a blind eye to anything weird, and blame Satan or the government like any good small town! The 90s were a wild time… They’re not wrong anyways. But, sometimes it’s other stuff, like aliens or vampires or a bunch of mafia guys. It depends on the day. It’s not like anyone believes the conspiracy theories of a crazy homeless man. Those guys go missing very often, odd… A good thing for trans people though, the citizens always know the other person’s chosen pronouns. Transphobia is somehow physically impossible. I’m not the one who did that. WINK WINK.
Now, you ask me. Deer narrator, how can a town with no name be so special? And I’d say, it’s not and don’t ask why.
Anyway, Jess was one of these citizens! We’ll hear more about Jess soon don’t worry. She’s the protagonist of this novel so that's obvious. Let’s use her as an example of how life is in this town. We will start at the very beginning. Her parents had a love of technology, and they fell in love in that nameless town. They wanted to work on something that would live on by itself. Something that could thrive even if they died, a living legacy. So, they started a family business, an arcade. Oh, and Jess was born too. I could never forget about that.
Jess had a normal childhood, they know the names of their favorite servers. They go to school and have to survive a second robbery in a single week. The cops question the students at least once a month. Their uncle went missing one day, and the only clue was the excess amount of blood that was left in his room. Yes, he is still considered missing. No, the police did not do anything.
Let me, your incompetent narrator, present the popular buildings of this small town. To start, I present Minnie’s Dinner—the most popular restaurant in town. From the sky, I’ve seen it get robbed 4 times in a row despite the fact the police station was the restaurant's neighbor. No matter, people meet up here. It’s the community hot spot. Chatter lights up the diner every day, making it feel constantly alive. The staff is nice too if you want to give the town a visit. Just assume you might never leave, ever.
Next up, is the already mentioned police station. Would not recommend going there. It is the opposite of the good kind of chaos in the dinner. The police does everything and nothing at the same time. It’s the epiphany of uselessness. Calling the cops is either waiting 40 minutes for one cop to walk 50 meters or one random dude busting in with guns blazing. The receptionist is the only thing keeping that thing open and working.
Downtown is the big part of town, which includes Minnie’s and The police station. Jess and friends will include other parts of town I will not explain yet like the cinema and the facility. Oh, and also the multiple abandoned buildings on the outskirts of town but those are mostly in the other books
Forgot to mention this is a trilogy.
This town will always be a beautiful mess. With a population of 900 people, the community learned to support each other in the weird town of Wisconsin. To help their neighbors mourn the loss of a loved one. The people might be in denial of what lurks around the corner, but they will always support one another. The support is one of the only things that help each other survive. The other option is guns.
Have you learned enough about the town? Do you have the context in that little curving brain of yours? Yeah? Okay, good. Let’s go.
#clear skies over milwaukee#CSOM#writer stuff#writers on tumblr#writing#writeblr#ocs#fanfic#Clear skies over milwaukee fanfiction
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ohhh my god i never knew about the csom mods thats disgusting i hope the victims are okay . the game is mediocre and full of disgusting people but i did really love the map and building designs i always wished i could do a real roleplay there (i even made up an oc for it ! he was a mildly corrupt lawyer who shouldve been at the club. also he was a closeted gay man) (i miss you jersey i rlly need to use you for something else..) it literally sucks that theres NO good roleplaying games on roblox especially if youre a stupid furry who loves animals because the mods are always corrupt or i hate the models or everyone else who plays is annoying. Omg sorry this is so cringe i love roblox though ive been playing it for 8 years now i love it so bad i miss old robloxxxxx (it also sucked but im nostalgic)
real and TRUE!!! jersey sounds amazing. i hope he gets to the club soon...i made a little oc his name was michael hes like 10 and he immigrated from russia to whatever town csom is set in? i remember somebody calling it eluka. i think jersey and michael would be friends maybe... the buildings are cool as hell i think my favorite one is the little shopping center with the laundromat and the grocery store...or maybe the tiny office area thats above the hair n nails place. also thats so real how theres no good roleplay games round these parts sob sob...i used to play that one warrior cats game cuz i liked the kitty pet house but it can barely run on my puter and i dont know anybody there so its scary. Also do not apologize for roblox posting! This is your house!!!!!! oooh old roblox...i kinda miss old meepcity. the fnaf parties were fun and i liked dressing up as frisk undertale. i wish alexnewtron wasnt a freakazoid and actually cared about the game because i miss the updates. i remember the kitchen update and i think that was like...it. frown.
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