Sena the Aggro Troll Crashes Raming's ASMR
Raming, the queen of aggro herself, was feeling seriously rattled. All because of her friend who had suddenly popped into her live stream. They were internet friends, sure, but a friend was a friend. To Raming, there was no real difference between online pals and IRL ones—in fact, she had more online friends these days, and she talked to them way more. But getting caught doing ASMR by a friend? Mortifying. Her face was burning up.
ASMR was Raming's main content. The crew knew about it and would drop in sometimes. She always played it cool and welcoming with them, but a friend was different. Way different. This situation was a bit too much to handle smoothly.
"Uh... yeah...?" Raming stared blankly at the chat window.
"No... uh..."
"Where'd you learn lines like that?" Her immersion shattered completely, turning her into plain old human Donggeuraming. Raming just kept staring at the chat.
"Where'd you pick up those weird lines? 'Pretty girl. Hooo... empathize... slather on the meds.' Stuff like that."
Raming chewed over the lines, each one more absurd than the last.
Thanks to the aggro queen, the folks who'd been one-handing chat (a mix of trolls and casual viewers) switched to two hands and dove back in. Finger guns, pffft, epic... or straight-up sexual harassment spam suddenly turned lively again.
"What, what is it?"
"Ah!!! What the heck!!"
Raming burst out laughing at the out-of-nowhere confession. Every single line was a comedy bomb.
"What the heck outta nowhere!! Seriously what!!"
Raming cracked up hard at this herbivore plea she'd never seen before. In her life, she'd never heard or seen lines like that. And not just the lines—this friend was one of a kind. Crashing a friend's ASMR stream to beg for a burger? Legendary.
Raming laughed, then marveled, her mind going blank.
"Haa... haa... laughing too hard, I'm dying. No, you totally ruined my stream. Today... haa..."
After the dono popped, a few dozen seconds later, this chat rolled in.
"Huh? Not me? I love my parents all the time?"
Raming shot back at the embarrassing viewer.
"The laundry? Mom said she'd do it, I was just asking when she's coming. Oh, no, I wanna give you big bro manager... but to do that, you need a dono first. That's the system... want something else instead?"
Raming wanted to slap a mark on her friend since there wasn't one, but manager required at least one dono. So she offered another mark, but cautiously—some streamers didn't take those.
"Ahaha hahaha. No, I'll give you everything. I mean marks, duh. Augh seriously. Yeah, all of it."
"What clique? I'm way below her level. I'm not that bad. I lose. I'm just a normie. Normie."
Raming sincerely sized up Sena and herself. No way could she brazenly beg for burgers and pizza. Crashing a friend's work stream for free food? Impossible.
But the chat whirlwind hit back: You're worse, you're blatant, this is just aegyo level... And so on. But one line shut it all down.
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Raming thoroughly botched her ASMR content. She'd already deflated at the thought of an awkward friend hearing her ASMR, and the chat finished her off.
"I'll do ASMR another time. Let's just do a regular stream. Can't get immersed anymore."
Raming queued up her all-time fave—her go-to opening and ending song.
Then, out of nowhere, the aggro troll strikes again.
"No... what the heck, Sena. Politics banned in my stream. What're you doing."
"What? Spit it out. Go on."
"I hate America, China... uh uh... ban? Should I ban? More misunderstandings incoming? You drunk?"
"Why ask me... I dunno. No idea what patriotic left-center-right is."
"No explaining! Do it and you're banned. What're you doing!!"
Raming frantically stopped Sena. The second politics started, chat exploded. You must block political bait. Endorsing one side hates the other. Company policy: no quarter given to politics. Deflect with "Dunno... not my thing" and change topic. But that works on viewers, not fellow streamers starting it...
Raming pondered, then slowly spoke.
"Sena. Discord."
"Yeah, you. Why the formal speech now? You owned chat, right?"
"Puhaha hahahaha. Nah~ not that serious! You're coming, right?"
Raming immediately called Sena. The ringtone went two, three times. Picked up just before the fourth ended.
"Hello? Sena, you there?"
"..."
"My friend Sena. Hear me?"
"Yeah..."
Raming couldn't hold back her laugh at Sena's deflated voice.
"What? Why? Why so down all sudden?"
"Never been... Did I mess up?"
"Huh? Mess up what?"
"Dunno."
"Then you didn't mess up."
Raming cranked her energy to cheer Sena up. No clue why, but she looked totally wilted.
"You did great! Killed it today."
"Yeah..."
"What's up?"
"Um... maybe..."
Sena hesitated. Like she wanted to say something but couldn't.
"What. Say it. I'll hear you out."
"...Chat said... you're pissed and won't give JjangBurger or pizza... can I not get it?"
"Huh?"
"If Raming's mad, no events or anything... can I still get the JjangBurger and pizza?"
"That's why?"
"...Yeah."
"No..."
The reason was so trivial, it was ridiculous.
"I'll give it?"
"Ah... of course you will. Right?"
"Whoa!! For real?"
"Yeah... obviously."
"Thanks then."
"Pfft..."
Sena's energy snapped back, making Raming chuckle first.
Down because of a burger and pizza? First time seeing that reason in her life. Weird streamer. Super weird. Overflowing personality. Too much.
"That's it? No other reason?"
"Yeah. No. Glad I got burger and pizza... I worked hard for it!!"
Raming hit a wall. Couldn't even touch that personality with her toe. No, couldn't even dream of matching it. Untouchable vibe.
"Uh... yeah? What if I didn't give it?"
"Gasp... didn't think of that. Promises are meant to be kept! So you gotta. I trust you. I'm out. Bedtime."
"Uh... yeah. Night."
"Goodnight."
Raming waited for Sena to leave. But she didn't.
"Sena, not leaving?"
"Goodnight."
"Yeah. Okay."
"Goodnight."
"Ah...!"
Raming bit her lip hard and squeezed her eyes shut.
"Got it. Goodnight."
"Yeah. Goodnight."
Finally, Sena ended the call.