… ─ Rain (VTuber) Gallery ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ …
[No questions for the puddle that showed up today]
Basically two Rains
Later on the kid and Maru start catching up in acting too, making it harder and harder
Once you narrow it down to two, it's basically random from there
Damn you rainwater bitch
If you don't wanna give pizza just say so
That Ki-cheol hyung did the same shit before
What, you farming celebrities or something?
Where do you keep pulling these people from one by oneㅔㅔㅔㅔ
[Replies]
— Rain184: Tough luck defending against the abyss lol
ㄴ Rain815 (OP): My pizzaㅏㅏㅏ
— Rain881: Seeing the big guy head to the abyss made me glad I didn't pick him lol
ㄴ Rain815 (OP): Yeah~ But I snagged Hamboogi~
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… ─ Parallel (Internet Broadcasting) Gallery ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ …
[Why Rain MK2 from today isn't a staffer]
Looks like a 2nd Gen debuting soon to me
No way a staffer does voice impressions and rapping that well
Think this is bullshit? Wanna go on other streams and talk it out step by step?
Start with Momo the prez's stream if it's a staffer
(Recs: 332)(Downvotes: 1)
[Replies]
— Parallel715: Downvote name and shame lololol
— Parallel341: Fr fr
ㄴ Parallel341: Too much talent for a staffer
— Parallel418: Instead of this, just ask Komari and Maru
ㄴ Parallel164: Genius?
ㄴ Parallel456: They'll just say "those girls talk too much," lololol
— Parallel315: Honestly better as a VTuber than office worker lol I'd go VTuber too if fans were begging lol
ㄴ Parallel981: Bro
ㄴ Parallel385: Lmao fr
ㄴ Parallel124: Buy a model and get vermified gg
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Right after the stream ended, President Cheon Do-hee scrolled through the reactions and thought.
"… The hype is way hotter than I expected."
It wasn't like he hadn't seen it coming at all.
The problem was it exceeded even his predictions.
If it had ended as the comedian Ji-ah predicted,
It would've been just 'Oh, that staffer? She was funny.'
But the vibe now made it seem like Ji-ah was the main character, not Rain.
'As expected from an ex-troll….'
She had a real knack for getting under people's skin.
Making folks rage with just a few words—that's no easy feat, but Magia pulled it off.
The only reason things were somewhat restrained was because she was a Parallel staffer.
Otherwise, flames would've spread everywhere by now, and he'd be busy putting out fires.
"… At least no immediate issues, I guess."
His biggest worry was the 1st Gen.
But from the Tok Code chat with Ji-ah, no one seemed stressed about tomorrow's stream.
Streams banned non-streamer chit-chat anyway, so just ban the persistent trolls and call it a day.
[Rain: Ji-ah, you free tomorrow evening?]
[Rain: Let's talk over food]
[Parallel Ops Team Magia: Nope]
[Rain: My god, I just asked about time]
[Komari: Leng unnie no cutting in line]
[Komari: I'm first...]
[Maru: No, don't do that!]
[Maru: Can't we all just eat together?!]
[Parallel Ops Team Magia: Nope]
[Maru: What the hell kinda no-fun bird are you]
[Maru: (Super pissed con)]
[Dora: Whoa I just watched the stream]
[Dora: Ji-ah what are you for real goosebumps you're so cool]
[Parallel Ops Team Magia: Thanks to the voice changer software]
[Rain: wtf total bs fr]
They all got along great.
Do-hee wondered if it was *that* great, but to him, this was harmonious enough.
When real trouble hit, Magia would rush in like a knife to help, but draw a hard line on private meetups.
That's why her bond with the 1st Gen hadn't progressed much in nearly a year.
Sure, she cared for them, but deep down she was Do-hee's fan.
In Tok Code she'd chat all cold like that, but seeing Do-hee waiting outside the nearby PC bang, she'd come bounding over like a pup reuniting with its owner after ten years.
"President!"
She waddled over on short legs, making some incomprehensible gestures, and damn if it wasn't cute.
Guess she really loved gaming together.
"Filed for vacation?"
"Done and dusted. Whoa, PC bang with the president. I'm climbing the ranks."
"… It's just some Battle Call. Not that big a deal. Plus PC bangs mean resetting sensitivity and voice settings—total hassle."
The moment he said that, Magia's intense gaze hit him.
It meant these few hours were the most precious in the world to her.
Typical sniper-main, going all-in even on co-op games.
"Just tweak the settings roughly, who cares. Every second counts right now."
Watching Ji-ah hum a tune, Do-hee muttered softly.
"You'd have quit for real if I didn't play with you."
"That was a joke."
"Please don't even joke about it again."
"I won't. Why would I."
She giggled, looking for all the world like a mischievous little witch itching for pranks.
And Do-hee's worry soon became reality.
"Hey—!! Stop with the shotgun blasts! You're drawing every damn mob!!"
Her double-barrel shotgun had been spitting fire nonstop since game start, pulling every enemy in the area.
"Mouse feels different, gotta adapt—can't help it. So why not surrender to the double-barrel symphony, President."
"Driving me insane!"
Ex-trolls stayed toxic whether as allies or friends.
*
Battle Colosseum was a battle royale with 3-player teams.
But plenty played solo or duo without filling up.
The so-called "byoen"—high-level old-timers.
Way too pro, couldn't feel the thrill without the handicap.
Of course, some just duoed to avoid randoms, so full 3-player teams had the numbers edge to pressure them.
Battle Colosseum being a TPS hero shooter, even without game-changing ults, manpower gaps hit hard.
"Ping a duo queue."
[Got it. Charging in.]
[On my way.]
This 3-man squad mid-game was a cocky Platinum rank crew, all top 10% skill.
Normal match, duo queue?
No reason to hesitate on the rush.
"One Revolt, one Crazy Shot. Don't get too close—encircle at range."
[Bet.]
"Got eyes on 'em."
The guy scoping from afar watched his teammates close in.
Soon as they entered combat range—*pew*!
Precise headshot, shields *shatter* on the stationary Revolt.
Revolt panics, pops smoke and ducks, but teammate grenades whittle him down to downed.
But all three fixated on Revolt, missing Crazy Shot's position.
Eh, point-blank anyway—easy to find.
"Revolt down. Crazy Shot?"
[Wasn't you watching?]
"Who popped Revolt's shields? Scope lag, lost sight for a sec."
[Hold up, smoke's blocking.]
"Finish Revolt first, then worry. I'll hunt Crazy Shot—."
*Crunch.*
Footsteps scratched at the guy's ears as the character approached.
"Crazy Shot here!"
He called it out and bolted, but releasing zoom slowed him—too late.
*Boom*!
Point-blank double-barrel shotgun hit like a bomb.
Buckshot pellets nailed the head, max shields gone in a flash.
Double-barrel packed punch but only two shells.
Fired both at once, so reload left an opening.
Guy quick-swapped to SMG in slot 2.
*Boom!*
HP vanished, character flopped dead.
Then generous smoke *pssssh*.
"What the fuck, why's this psycho dual-wielding double-barrels…?!"
Crazy Shot had bonus shotgun damage, sure. But nobody ran two double-barrels.
Four shots then 3-sec reload each—6 seconds total. Pure hell in high tiers.
That player was unhinged.
Guts to guarantee a kill with dual double-barrels, ditching range entirely—pure madman build.
Suddenly reminded of a Battle Colosseum celeb, one teammate finished downed Revolt with a quick kill while the other backed up.
[Dual double-barrels? Human Signal Flare Kim Firecracker?]
[Signal flare? That Momo broth?]
[Yeah she loves twin double-barrels]
But kill log said no—Human Signal Flare Kim Firecracker herself wasn't it.
{{Fireworks Fest Booking #1 Kim Deok-bae >>(Head)(KO) MyEyesArentJi-ah}}
"… Not Signal Flare?"
[But look at that nick.]
"Kinda Signal Flare vibes in the naming."
[Signal Flare spawn for sure. Nick's hilarious.]
As the two bantered in shock, the downed guy spotted Crazy Shot sneaking behind his approaching teammate.
The smoke wasn't for escape—it was to line up the shot.
"Hey! Behind! BEHIND!!"
*Boom*!
{{Fireworks Fest Booking #1 Kim Deok-bae >>(Head)(KO) SoloBro}}
Teammate rushing shieldless paid for it with a knockout.
The trailing one had shields up, aiming to punish the reload—charged the revealed foe.
*Boom*!
Max shields shattered in one shot again.
No time to gawk at the pinpoint accuracy before sticky grenades flew.
Last survivor *boom* with a yelp.
{{Fireworks Fest Booking #1 Kim Deok-bae >>(Sticky Grenade)(KO) MarblingBeef}}
{{Fireworks Fest Booking #1 Kim Deok-bae >>(Kill) MyEyesArentJi-ah}}
{{Fireworks Fest Booking #1 Kim Deok-bae >>(Kill) SoloBro}}
{{Fireworks Fest Booking #1 Kim Deok-bae >>(Kill) MarblingBeef}}
3-man squad wiped in seconds. Game over.
15th out of 30 teams—not great.
"What the hell?"
They shrugged it off at first.
MMR existed, but normals mixed all tiers—random smurf skullfucks happened.
But then voice chat from their killer.
And a cute little girl voice to boot.
[President, I'll save you!]
[...…da.]
[Sigh, what kinda fragile gear is this. How you gonna hold the dance floor?]
[...…you!!]
That memory stuck as pure trauma, no doubt.