Superstar JjangJjang and the Teasing Chat Storm
JjangJjang started her stream late, but it was just a quick greeting and done. "Hehe." I can't help but chuckle. What's this about?
Right off the bat, demanding a low-effort chat. As if they've left all the superchats to me. But yeah, to keep streaming, I gotta do it anyway. Hmm... what story to tell? While pondering, I suddenly remember a fun game from the past.
"Guys, you know Last Ragnarok?"
The reactions pop up one after another. Of course they know it. It was a mega-famous mobile game that topped sales charts.
I started in middle school when service began, kept going through high school... into adulthood... lasted 7 years before shutdown. My theory on why it ended, anyway. It blew up, so they shoved in cash-grab microtransactions everywhere, tanking the balance.
Year 4's worst update wiped out 50% of players, still not satisfied, year 5 nuked 80%. Year 6 announced end of updates. Year 7, service terminated...
The first 1-3 years? Absolute god-tier game. Peak of the universe. Tons of people miss that era. Me too.
"Ah! You all know it. You know Last Ragnarok 2 is coming out soon? I'm gonna play it."
Play it? Not just thinking about it—I'm definitely doing it. Gonna soak in the nostalgia, relive old memories. Streaming it should give me plenty to talk about.
"But do you know me? Or not? I was a famous person in Last 1. You all know me, right?"
This is legit. I wrote tons on the official community forum. Sena probably did too. Proof: my #1 screenshot's still there.
"Is it still there...? Let's check together."
Ah, the official cafe's gone... Of course it wouldn't be.
"Can't see it... The cafe's deleted. I was super active there."
"What PvP tickets? I was full strength, full gear, wrote tons of guides. Y'know... that one. Kraken one-turn deck? The one with Azra and Moko for a one-turn kill."
"That build was mine."
Nobody believes it. Question marks flood in as proof.
"For real! Know how I made it? It was when Azra's hanbok skin dropped. Loved that skin so much, I jammed Azra into every deck."
Thought I'd forgotten, but memories flood back fresh.
"How I discovered it: I just kept shoving in Azra. Paired with Moko, boom—one-turn kill. Tried again? One-turn kill again... Got hyped, posted on the forum!"
Why it worked? Nobody knew. Buggy code? Too hard to fix, so they left it? Pure speculation.
Later patches jacked up HP and defense to kill the exploit.
Anyway, that's how I rocketed to superstardom on the forum.
Anyone who used the forum heard my nickname. I impacted the game big time...!
"My nickname was SunJjangJjang. Don't know it? I'm SunJjangJjang."
I was really famous. True forum superstar. How to prove it? It's true. At first, they acted like they knew me—felt validated, proud. But as time passed...
That's not it. Memories must be distorted. I posted food pics once. Bragged about figures too. But no bad stuff. I was a good forum user.
"Nooo, don't you know SunJjangJjang? Super famous. You all know, right? Stop joking. I was the wholesome forum user SunJjangJjang."
The only place I ever felt belonging. I don't usually, but there? Warm and fuzzy.
Had followers too—fun times. Wanna go back. Everything was joyful. High school, no life worries. School, game, repeat. Looking back, that was the honey era.
As time passed...
They ignored the #1 stuff, fixated on the nickname. Keep going "Jjang... Baby JjangJjang..." Instant regret. Shouldn't have said it.
What I wanted: Whoa~! SunJjangJjang? The #1 legend? That forum star? For real? Sign pls... I was a fan. Amazing. Jealous! Stuff like that.
But chat's stuck on JjangJjang.
"This... isn't it."
I'm genuinely flustered.
"No, everyone... You're all grown adults. Adults! Adults, okay!? Please stop. This is painful to watch. I'm begging you."
Here it comes. Chaotic donations and chat... Still no tolerance, hard to endure. How can adults spam such cringey, immature stuff? Viewers aren't kids, right? All adults watching. No shame? Why even type "cute"?
Really embarrassing. At first it was nice... Now just dizzying.
Ignore it once, disaster. They spam "cute" all day nonstop. Mic off? Cute. Mouse click? Cute. Glance at chat? Cute. What’s cute!?
The worst: Say anything, they scream "cute." Runs out of things to say. Kills motivation. Hate this chat culture.
"Now... stop. Stop!"
Can't take more. I don't ban often... But tearfully, temp-ban the annoying nicks.
Banning to control chat... Like flipping a coin. Sometimes works, sometimes not.
Today? Success. Phew...!
Back to normal chat.
"Phew... Safe!"
Can communicate again.
"Anyway, let's chat more. Hope 2 drops soon. I'll play it. Anyone wanna join? Hands!!!!!"
"Ooh? Guild? Guild sounds good. Make one? For real joiners? Who'll grind hard...?"
Streaming rocks...! Got people to play with. Pre-stream, always solo.
At school, popular kids chatting games—wanted in. They don't immerse deep. Overhear builds? "That'll ruin your account." Couldn't advise. Gap too huge. Saw their doomed futures, heartbreaking. But this time, no quitting!
"Alright, we're doing it for real? Then..."
I open Notepad. Pretend-game style, imagining guild creation. Stream now immersed in naming our guild.
"Guild name? SenaFanCafe? Sena... SenaGuild? Nah. Cool like Prestigious Guild, Subjugation Guild. Whaddya think?"
Sudden JjangJjang spam again. Why obsessed? Can't comprehend. What's wrong? Just means "best." That's it.
Why tease? Wasn't malicious. Geez.
"C'mon, why? Suggest normal guild names. Like Subjugation, Knights, etc."
"I... I won't ask for it. Huh? For real airhead... Wait, I'll do it myself?"
My one good game, now messing with this? Scratches my gamer pride. Can't stand touching my last pride. I have self-respect. Don't touch my final stronghold. I'm human too. I can ask. I can get mad.
"I'll snag 'em all. You guys are too much."
"No, that's not it. I'm good at it? My best game ever. Keep dissing..."
"Huh? Wasn't fishing for cash... Thanks! I'll use it well. When 2 drops, #1 rank incoming!!!!"
"Yep. I'll grind so everyone struts proud. Full auto 24/7. Make a prestigious guild, all our angels walking tall!"
Hyped, word-vomiting nonstop. It'll work out somehow. Wish it'd launch soon. Confident I'll grind hard.
"Everyone join my guild. But when's release?"
"Whoa really? Day one for me. Prep ahead...?"
Feeling pumped after ages. My memories. My pride. My joy, revived.
Money... Gotta save. Gonna whale! Whale to top ranks. Grind cash. Already fun, excited.
"So... anything leaked?"
Search YouTube, watch gameplay. Same turn-based as original. Graphics upgraded, that's it.
Explained each character. In case someone doesn't know...
Enter-spamming stories, 15-min vid turns into 1.5 hours. Still tons left, wanna rewatch and fill in.
That boring? I thought it was fun. Hmm. Sigh. Fine, whatever.
"Detailed stuff later..."
Sulky now. Real meat's just starting. Dive into these details, you'd love it. Heard MZ gen has no attention span. Feeling it now. Disappointing.
"Huh? Some wanna hear?"
A few do. Pinning hopes on them.
"Rust?"
Chat explodes. What now? Didn't apply. Forgot. Wanna do Rust.
For a small-timer like me, rare big collab with corps/mids. Show good side.
Sometimes smalls overstep and get banned, but I won't.
No MC syndrome. Side character? Grateful. Extra? Thanks. Can't even get that often. Aim for extra. I got ambitions. When to self-PR?
"I'll join. How?"
Gotta. Rare chance—seize it. I'll say I did Rust!! Can do well. Show grown Sena. Different from before.