Fantasy: PewDiePie Chapter One

Chapter One

Orokana's View:

Music is played throughout the apartment; this music, from her channel. It is composed of techno, alternative-rock, and pop. It... the mistakenly called World Music LIVE. The moderator/owner sits down to look at the video's chat.

"That butt though"

The only message that catches her attention; it might help to explain that the channel's video feed is separate from the audio. It shows the channel owner leaning against a pole in the rural region of Japan, with her cat tail and ears, she sways her butt back and forth. With her short hair, she almost looks like a dude... but dressed in all red, her viewers know the passion that lies within.

Felix's View:

"How's it going bros, today we are going to be trolling," the camera tilts and zooms in red for a moment. He sits back and looks appalled, the real reason is that he knows that he is tired and his channel is worse for his viewpoints on life. He secretly wants to be... normal. "The channel we are going to troll today is..." he scrolls down through the list and spots, World Music LIVE. Because of his ego, he knows that only he can troll from such an angle. He thinks to himself, "why the world? I am the damn world!" After sending his message, with such gratification, he receives a swift reply.

"Thank you..."

With this single quote, he is surprised. "Too easy," he says aloud as he turns and faces the camera.


Group Chat:

"I meant psyche!! Haha lol"

"If only you truly understood... what it's like..."

"Oh, do you know who I am?"

"Yes... god. You've saved me too much from myself for me to not know who you are."

"Hehe you cant troll me!! IM HERE TO BREAK YOU!!!"

"This is not defense... please? Understand that I have nothing to lose but what you have given me... Felix."

"Wow bro you really do need help"

Orokana's View:

I send, Felix, a private message. "If you cannot tell... I was coming on to you. I know that you are single now... so. But, don't ever think that I will let anyone troll me in front of my fans... they are my life, my love, my food. Only I will embarrass myself... and honestly, I was hoping by meeting you that I would have someone to help me with that." Moments pass by, and I start to feel more and more depressed, realizing that I came to Japan to make a new life... only to realize that I am starting from scratch. - Private thoughts...

Chapter Two

To be continued...

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