A/N I'll be writing in my previous writing style again bc ppl liked that one more! And Sean will not be included in this story for a while bc that feels kinda wrong. May his father rest in peace.
My chat was filled with weirdos for the first time in my streaming career.
"Mods? Can you guys please put the chat one Sub-Mode, please?" I uncomfortably mumbled.
"Everything okay?" Corpse asked me.
"Yes! Why're you asking?"
"I have your stream open and I noticed your reaction, what happened?"
I was gambling the scrap when I heard his question.
"Oh, yeah. It's just some creeps, you know?" I giggled.
"Who do I have to beat the shit out of?" He joked.
"The wheel" I replied as it took all of my scrap.. again.
"I take it back.. 5 is not hot!" He yelled.
"That Bitch took everything from me!" I frowned.
We decided to leave Rust because it was getting pretty boring and Quackity messaged me on Twitter.
Twitter dms
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Hey there, Karl mentioned you and we were wondering if you'd like to play Jackbox w us?
aaa i'd love to :)
cool
yeah😺
you're making me nervous
oh
yk what ill just msg karl!
good idea
Reality
I told my chat I'd be right back to message Karl and also try to get Corpse invited.
iMessage
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