Dream had always been on your radar, being in the parkour community and all. But never in a million years did you imagine the turn your story would take, all starting with a certain Technoblade.
(written using she/her/hers pronouns)
tw// alcohol us...
~ this is all for fun, none of this should be taken seriously and it's entirely fictional
~ covid doesn't exist/there is no mention of it existing in the story
~ this is entirely lighthearted, if there is a chapter requiring a tw I'll put it at the top, there are mentions of anxiety
~ I will be using the names of the characters of each SMP member for the whole story, I don't want to cause discomfort from the streamers or anyone who might read this. This goes without saying, but please respect their boundaries and such
~ any feedback in the comments I'd be happy to try and work in, I like seeing what y'all have to say :)
~ at the top of each chapter I'll be including a song that I think fits well with the story, this is entirely optional and doesn't have much to do with the plot, do whatever would make your experience the best
~ I hope everyone is doing well and in good health, enjoy the read <3
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"Do I hear, first try part three?" I giggle as I attempt the parkour run one last time. I was on a parkour server, doing a chill stream with me and my chat.
user01: not a techno reference-
user02: WE WIN THESE
I winked at the camera, "Gotta keep you on your toes, chat." My 300 viewers continued spamming some classic Techno lines, I'd say it was a good bonding experience for us.
I mostly stream solo, but occasionally will talk with an irl friend or two. I wasn't on twitch for money by any means, I just genuinely enjoyed storytelling and entertainment. It did help a little though, with student debt from college. I was studying marketing, hoping to get more into the entertainment field, yet I still felt a deeper connection with streaming, I loved talking with chat. I tuned back into the warm glow of my monitor, displaying the end screen of the run. "Alright guys I think I'm gonna end it here, thanks for watching everyone, I think we accomplished something here." I turned the display to full face cam and waved bye. I hovered my mouse over the end stream button, and was ready to press it when I saw a single message in chat. Unbeknownst to me, it would change my life.
