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You were a streamer. You (surprisingly enough, willingly) went down into the underworld twitch a few of your close friends who also were streaming with you to get some content in hopes you would earn a good amount of money from it.
But unfortunately, your situation ended up a lot different than what you were expecting.
The old world was… strange. Multiple different maps that somehow would change every time you went down there, just about everything you find being the same texture. It could probably make you insane if you stayed there long enough. You knew this. But you still went down into the old world in your diving bell anyways.
You wanted those views.
You wanted that popularity.
You wanted that money.
And that ended up being what caused this.
(Flaaashhhbaaasckkkk….)
(Also let’s say friend 1 has the blue mask… thing, and friend 2 has the yellow mask thing. Alsssooo I’m just referring to the two as 1 and 2 because I don’t feel like naming them)
1 steps out of the diving bell first, guiding you, who steps out next with their flashlight. 2 steps out next, their flashlight laying idle in their hand.
"Alright… do we do an intro first or just get straight into recording what happens? We have pretty limited film so I dunno about it…" 2 asks, turning towards you. You raise your hand that held the camera, holding it in front of you while you continued to walk forward before responding.
"I think we should. If we do it right it could entice viewers." You responded, stepping in front of 1, flipping the camera to face you and the other two, and holding it up higher for a better angle.
"Shouldn’t we have like… a script or somethin'?" 1 asks, tilting their head slightly.
"We'll be alright. I’ll do the talking, since well… you suck at it." You rejoinder, starting the camera before 1 could retort.
(Hhhh I have no ideas on how to write the into without it sounding stupid… you wouldn’t mind if we skipped it right… heh…)
You turn the camera off once more, sighing as you recall what you said for the intro. "Dammit, that sounded stupid didn’t it?" You asked rhetorically, lowering the camera, but keeping it at chest-height, taking a few steps closer to the entrance of the building in the old world.
"It did." 1 says matter-of-factly, following closely behind you, who abruptly stopped, then shoved the camera into their hands.
"You film the intro then, asshat."
"Mmm, well we can’t delete footage after we put it in the recorder until we replace the film. You’ll just have to deal with sounding stupid in front of aaalll of the viewers." They placed a hand on their hip, tossing the camera back to you with their other, which you successfully caught before sighing.
"Fuck off." You muttered, continuing your walk into the building, 2 following closely behind. 1 let out a laugh, but said nothing more, speeding up to stand right beside you, still guiding you with the flashlight.