I was guilty.
The public already deed as such.
Saying words like ’I didn’t do it’, ’I am being frad’, and so on wasn’t going to work. It would only incite more backlash.
In such situations, the best thing soone could do was admit their fault.
At least, to so extent.
"I have indeed stolen from Nightmare Forge Studios."
As expected, barely a few seconds after I muttered those words, the entire chat erupted into chaos. It started running so fast that I could barely keep up with it.
—Wait, Seth... What are you doing?!
Jamie’s voice echoed loudly within my ears.
In order to communicate with him, I had a separate earpiece. This was done so that we could better organize the stream. Given the current number of viewers, it was certainly going to be ssy.
He sounded rather panicked behind the phone.
—You’ve set the chat on fire! I can barely keep up with the people that I’ve brought! I can hardly screen the comnts! You need to calm the situation dow-Holy cow!
With a startled yelp, Jamie paused for a brief mont.
He then shouted, ’Look at the viewer count! Holy cow!’
I followed his words and looked at the viewer count. The mont I did, my face nearly changed in front of the stream.
[●Live]
Viewers — 78,291
The number of viewers was still growing.
—This is absolutely insane! These are insane numbers! Still not near the top of the Central Island, but we’re nearing that! Holy shit!
Jamie’s squeals continued to echo in my ears as I watched the numbers go up.
At the rate it was going, it wouldn’t be long until it broke the six digits.
This...
’It looks like my statent worked.’
I wanted to bring as much attention to myself at the mont.
I did expect so increase in viewership from my statent, but never to this extent.
’Alright, keep calm. Things are still far from over. I still need to get to the main part.’
"It seems like a lot of you are angry at ."
I looked at the chat.
There was a lot of cursing. A lot of the viewers were calling all sorts of nas.
I rely shrugged.
"...I can see why a lot of you are angry. Stealing is not good."
I shook my head, sighing at the sa ti. The chat grew even wilder, with so talking about calling the police and whatnot.
What nonsense...
Nevertheless, the chat continued to run wild. I wouldn’t be surprised if soone had actually called the police.
’I guess it’s ti that I stop ssing around.’
Reaching for my drawer, I took out a small pen and showed it to the phone.
I sighed while looking at it.
"Just look at it."
I held the pen in front of .
"Look at its cool transparent plastic exterior. Look at the half-chewed cap. Doesn’t it look amazing? Hai..." I sighed again. "I really couldn’t help but steal it. I an, just look at this. It’s just such a wonderful pen. How could I not want to steal it?"
The chat, which had been racing by at lightning speed just monts earlier, suddenly ca to a complete stop.
I could almost feel the confusion among the viewers.
My lips curled.
"What? Don’t tell you idiots thought I was talking about the programs that the studio was talking about?"
I laughed.
"You’re more gullible than I thought. Imagine believing everything you read on the internet like so mindless sheep. It’s honestly pathetic. You’re defending a multi-million dollar company against an unknown indie developer."
Pushover, huh?
See if I’m a fucking pushover now!
"It must be nice, gargling the balls of such a famous studio. I almost envy how pathetically loyal you all are. The fact that any of you would even compare my gas to that exploitative company is insane. My gas are on a whole other level."
—Bullshit! Your gas are trash!
—You’re finally showing your true colors!
—You’re a trash-like bastard!
The comnts were having a field day. The number of insults that I was receiving was even more than before.
That mattered little to .
"What? Use your brains, you little mindless minions. If I had actually stolen from them, they would’ve sued the hell out of already. The fact that they haven’t just proves they’ve got nothing. My gas even ca out first."
[Samurai71] — So what if your ga ca out first? It takes a long ti to develop gas. Especially VR ones. The fact that your gas only ca out a little bit before theirs shows that you’ve stolen from them. I’m sure they took forever to create such a ga.
In my tirade, one comnt in particular was gaining traction. It ca from a verified account. I didn’t know who it was, but it was gaining quite a lot of attention.
Staring at it, I smirked.
"You’re really too naive. VR gas don’t take that long to make. I could probably whip one up in three months. Hell! I could make sothing way better than that trash you’re all wasting your ti on right now."
—Bullshit!
—Hahahaha! This guy has totally lost it!
Comnts once again started to flood the chat.
They were moving so fast that I couldn’t keep up at all.
But then—
[Samurai71] — I’ve been a strear for a long ti, and I’ve played more gas than I can count. I can say without hesitation that the ga from Nightmare Forge Studios is one of the best horror titles ever made. I’ve heard of your gas, sure, but I’ve never played them, and from what I’ve seen, they’re garbage. If you really think you can compete with a major studio like that, and in just three months at that, without the stolen tools you’ve been accused of using, then the only naive one here is you.
A lot of comnts began to back up the verified account.
—That’s right! Tell this idiot!
—Does this guy even know that Sumarai is literally the most-watched strear on this island? Lmaooo! I bet he doesn’t even know who he’s talking to!
—What an idiot.
’So he’s the most watched strear on the island?’
A lot of things beca clearer to .
However, reading the comnt left by him, I felt my blood boil.
My gas are garbage?
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.
’He’s just a random strear. Don’t stoop down to his level. Don’t stoop down to-fucking bastard!’
"You’re a big strear, right?"
I smirked, checking out his page and seeing his face on the stream. He had a long ponytail and looked rather skinny. He also wore a pair of glasses as he put the microphone near his mouth.
I laughed upon seeing it.
"Is this really the guy who’s saying all of this nonsense? You look like you were drawn with my left hand."
The chat paused for a second.
Then—
—Wtf...
—LMAOOOO
—Drawn with left hand!? LOOOOL
—HAHAHAHAHA
"And why are you even holding the microphone so close to your mouth? Are you trying to simulate what you’re planning on doing with the CEO of Nightmare Forge? Look at all the spit. Disgusting."
The comnt section exploded even further.
—Kakakak!
—Holy shit!
—This guy is batshit crazy!
I didn’t stop there. I threw one insult after another. In the stream, I watched in real ti as that weirdo’s face turned into different shades of green.
"Looks like soone also ssed up with the crayons when coloring the face. What an unlucky guy."
I shook my head, closing down his stream. I had had enough of seeing that rodent’s face.
Turning my attention towards my stream and seeing the viewer count, I nearly lost my composure.
[●Live]
Viewers — 108,672
That’s...
The stream had broken the six-digit figure.
It was really blowing up.
I knew that this was the right ti to end the stream.
I raised my hand, showing three fingers.
"Three months. I’ll release my new ga in three months. It’ll be VR and much better than that trash company that accuses of copying. Make sure to clip this and spread it everywhere. You’ll see."
And with all that said...
I raised both of my hands and flipped everyone off.
This was a page that I had taken straight from the Section Chief.
Click!
The stream ended there.
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