Exposing HugeCockADC's True Nature (1)
“Maybe I should snipe him….”
No. Pororo immediately shook his head.
A game snipe would be meaningless. HugeCockADC was a troll user who didn’t give a damn about the match or his rank. That left the best option: the stream that had suddenly blown up in size.
Looks like he’s using a voice changer to play girl cam. Better to expose this bastard’s crimes straight to the viewers.
Pororo pulled up his stream VODs and started digging through his old clips. They were recent, so it didn’t take long to find what he needed.
“Got it!”
He hit play and started clipping every time the guy crossed the line.
“This fucking bastard is so goddamn vulgar.”
Crude curses spilled out of Pororo’s mouth as he clipped. Every single one of those lines had been aimed at him. The nightmare of that day flashed back and the humiliation boiled up so hard he couldn’t hold the swearing in.
But if I stitch these together properly…
Pororo fired up his video editor and chained the insults and sexual harassment clips end to end. For the thumbnail he slapped HugeCockADC’s Hyeji lines next to a juiced-up, clickbait subtitle.
Voice is female? Exposing the trash personality netkama streamer
“Perfect.”
Next came the real question: where to drop it. Pororo thought it over for a moment, then logged into the Asgard Inven free board. If he remembered right, the place was packed with older users who still burned with a sense of justice.
Pororo settled on the title and started writing the body—posing, of course, as just some random user, not a streamer.
Hello. I’m just a regular Asgard player. While I was enjoying the game I noticed this streamer called HugeCockADC getting hyped in the communities lately? People said the voice was great so I checked it out out of curiosity. The voice was nice, sure. That got me interested enough to dig through the old VODs, and… wow. Isn’t this a bit much?
He attached the clips he’d prepared and kept going.
Turns out family insults and swearing are this person’s baseline. On top of that, Hyeji-style misogyny and sexual harassment come out without the slightest hesitation. And the deciding factor… is this person even a girl? From where I’m sitting it looks like some guy doing netkama and scamming the audience. Of course the judgment is yours. Just watch the clips once before you go.
With that, Pororo hit post.
“Ahhh, that feels better.”
Inven had once been the most well-mannered corner of the Asgard community. Friendly guides for newbies, an iron hammer for toxic players.
That was ancient history. As more malignant users flooded into Asgard, the decent people left the game, and all that remained were the demons.
Inven’s collapse was inevitable after that. It fought one last war with the neighboring Asgard Gallery and finally burned out, reborn as a second Asgard Gallery.
In other words, Inven users and Gallery users were basically the same breed.
“Wh-what the hell….”
Pororo stammered as he read the comments.
“Are these people sane…?”
According to Pororo’s plan the Inven crowd should have dogpiled the target. Instead they were just cackling among themselves about how funny it was. Someone even cross-posted the thread to the Asgard Gallery.
The post rocketed up the recommended list and hit the front page in no time. That wave of attention came crashing straight back into Pororo’s stream.
—Bang!
“How the hell did they figure out it was me!!”
Pororo’s identity had been blown wide open by the Asgard Gallery’s citizen detective squad.
A bunch of bored neets had piled on together, dug through every detail, and unmasked him in minutes. Coordinates to Pororo’s room went up and people flooded in.
“Fuck!”
Pororo banned the new arrivals as fast as he could. But one person alone couldn’t hold back the Asgard demons. Kick them and they came back on alts; block them and they spun up a VPN and hopped right back in.
In seconds the chat was flooded with curses and spam.
“No, hyungs, please just listen to me! That guy is a real piece of shit, okay? Netkama with a filthy mouth…!”
These… fucking lunatics…
He’d always known it was a trash game. But he never expected the people to have sunk this low. They were actively defending HugeCockADC and flaming the actual victim—him.
And to make it worse, even his existing viewers, the so-called concrete layer, started cracking under the pressure.
These were the hardcore viewers who even donated sometimes.
“Don’t leave, hyungs! Just wait a little longer, I’ll clean this up right away!”
Pororo begged, but there was no holding back the fleeing public. One by one he watched his loyal fans leave the room. As if that weren’t bad enough, the traitors started pouring out too.
People who had come over from HugeCockADC’s room were even recruiting. It had reached the point where you couldn’t stop flowing water with your bare hands. Watching the concrete layer drain away, Pororo screamed.
“No!!!!!!”
—You have been slain!
Huh?
“Wait, what?”
I’d been in the middle of schooling another Hyeji support when something felt off.
My viewer count had nearly doubled.
Lag?
I hit refresh. The number stayed exactly the same.
Chat was flying. Probably three times the usual speed.
“What the hell is going on all of a sudden?”
I tilted my head in confusion.
Up until a second ago I’d just been showing off the new Patissier Nike skin while bullying supports, right? And now the viewers had almost doubled out of nowhere?
I was still reeling from the sudden flood of attention when more messages poured in.
“Pororo?”
Pororo was a streamer I’d queued with a while back. Male streamer, but his skill level was basically Hyeji-tier. That was why I’d given him such a thorough lecture, if I remembered right.
And he sniped me, huh.
I opened a browser to check. Following the chat’s directions I typed in Asgard Inven and there on the main page sat a familiar nickname.
—Click.
I opened the post and played the video. Summary: misogyny, swearing, and a netkama using a voice changer. When the clip ended I crossed my arms and muttered,
“Is he an idiot…?”
Everyone already watches me knowing full well I’m a trash personality with a voice changer…?