>I'm starting my third let's play channel on youtube.
>What happened to the other two?
>They got c&d'd.
>So Anon, want to be my first subscriber?
Button.... grow the fuck up.
You will never be Markiplier.
You will never be Pewdiepie.
You will never be Chuggaaconroy.
You will never be Tobuscus.
Don't waste your time playing games for the entertainment of others..... play them for yourself..... besides.... the real money is in reviewing video games. That's where the real gamers are!
>Grow up being told you'll never be able to make a living playing vidya
>Find this assertion logical, eventually go into STEM
>Pewdiepie is a millionaire, I have student loans to pay back
It's just not fair.
Well it was luck really, even though i will give credit to pewdiepie,he knew 12 year olds wanted to watch a retard play video games, so he became that retard. Unfortunately for him he went full retard. Thus now he is stuck in the persona and cannot get out.
>source: someone who watches hours of youtube a day
It's funny how you say this like it's something to be proud of.
green of this when?
"No, fuck you man."
>Button looks hurt. Good.
"You sold, fucking out, man! We were doing Let's Plays for fun! And then you got that licensing deal and went solo."
>"anon, that's in the past!"
"Then why the fuck weren't you with me for my three part Let's Play Rhythm Games Retrospective? Why didn't you come back after your first channel was C&D'd, you bastard? ... Why aren't you even still subscribed?"
>You go on your knees and weep remembering all the goods times you had with your underage, faggoty cohost, and the webisodes after where it was just you and some 'guest star' of the week.
>"I'm sorry, Anon, I didn't know you missed me. I watched the videos where you had Twilight as a cohost and you seemed to enjoy it-"
"TWILIGHT FUCKING SUCKS AND CAN'T GAME TO SAVE HER LIFE! I mean she literally lost a Shadow Game and now Pinkie and Rainbow are trying to win it back. It doesn't look so good though. But fuck you, man, you even removed your likes from our old videos."
>"I thought I needed to be objective."
"YOU SIGNED ON WITH EA, YOU LITTLE DLC WHORE!"
(yeah, sorry, this just popped into my head)
>Tell him to play Xcom
>Next day you can see a vid about him missing a 98% percent shot 5 times in a row.
>[muffled "ITS XCOM BABY"] on the background
>Comes to you screaming "You set me up!"
"Ok, ok, go play Mass Effect"
>Next vid is about him loosing every single teammate
>Comes back at you bitching
"Nigga you just suck"
>It's kind of adorable how passionate this kid gets about his gaming
>Granted, he's no great personality
>Nor is he particularly good by the standards of "major eSports"
>But after being fucked over on copyright issues
>Twice, no less
>He's still trying to make it on a scene that has a ton of ambitious hopefuls trying to claw their way to fame
>You crouch down and ruffle his hair
"Sure, sport. I'll be your first subscriber. What's the new name?"
>"Remember to spell it right! There's no spaces, the 'o' in Butt0n is a zero, and the four isn't written out, it's just the letter, and ever is 'e' 'v' 'a' because that's how the cool kids spell it!"
>That sandbags you for a moment
>But eventually you crack a smile
"I think I can remember that,"
>But not for long
"... do you think your mom would let me use her computer?"
>"Hah, can't wait, huh? Yeah! It's gonna' be great! I'm gonna' break into the big leagues this time, I know it! And you'll have been with me from the very start!"
"For sure, Button. I'll go do it now."
>He waves you off and turns back to his game
>You go looking for his mother
>She's in the kitchen making snacks for her little gamer
>You take a moment to admire her before announcing your presence with a clearing of the throat
>A wide, beautiful smile is on her face
>"Anon, hello! I didn't hear you knock."
"Button let me in. He tells me he's started a new channel and I said i'd be his first subscriber."
"Don't suppose I could sneak onto your computer before I forget his new handle?"
>"Not at all! I'm just about finished here. I'll just drop this off in his room, and then i'll sign you in."
>She's always doing stuff like this
>Kind of makes you miss your childhood
"Making sure he's eating okay?"
>"You know how he is. He gets so wrapped up in his own little world. I feel better if I know he's eating, and he's never turned up his snout at a mom-made hay sandwich!"
>You smile to yourself as you follow along to Button's room
>It's good for your soul to see these two from time to time
>Button is a touch obsessive, but it's obvious his mom really cares about him
>"Button, sweetie, i'm just leaving this here for you."
>"In the middle of something mom!"
>She backs out of his room quietly, a muted expression on that sweet motherly face
>But once she looks back up at you her heartfelt smile is back
>"He's a good boy," she tells you. "Never once had a complaint from his teachers that wasn't to do with those games of his."
>You didn't ask, but you nod along to her explanation as you head to her room
>"And every little boy needs a hobby."
"He's very driven," you agree. "Definitely knows what he enjoys."
>"You've always understood that better than anybody, Anon. He really looks up to you, you know."
>You try to wave it off, shaking your head
"We had a lot of gaming back on earth. Even the same company running Youtube."
>The damn jews at Google had been selling to multiple realities
>Man, when the world found out that's how they got so rich, they were pissed
>"Just take a seat on the bed, and i'll get this old thing booted up."
>As you take a comfortable seat, your coffee-coloured companion gently nudges the door to with one of her hind legs
>She goes to press the 'power' button on her desktop before turning back to look at you
>Are her ... eyes half-lidded?
>"You know, Anon, i've been thinking Button might benefit from having you around a little more."
>You blink in surprise
"You- You do?"
>"I do," she breathes huskily, closing the distance between you in a few simple steps
>Her warm breath is on your leg, you can even feel it through your clothes
>This came a bit out of left field
>"And he's not the only one. It's been so long since i've... HAD a stallion around the house."
>Shamelessly, she nuzzles against your leg, down your thigh - snout snuffling at your crotch
it's just Button using a magic-based oculus rift headset on anon so he can suck him off without anon finding out isn't it?
this is going far too smoothly for the kinda stuff this board loves to pull.
do it anyways, nobody likes a quitter.
>You're still processing just what is happening
>Glancing over at the computer you see it's still booting
>No diversion there
>And with the sudden warmth and her suggestive actions, you can't keep little Anon from stirring
>Button's mom is making a sound half-way between a growl and a purr as your clothing tents
>But despite your arousal you find yourself worrying about detection
"C-couldn't we do this another time?" you ask "Button's just downstairs-"
>"He's always downstairs," the creamy brown mare tells you as she tries to manipulate your zipper with her teeth
>"He won't come out for anything less than a power cut."
>You swallow the lump in your throat and feel a sudden release of pressure as the first layer of your clothing is pulled open
>All that now lies between you and her hot breath is the thin fabric of your boxers
>And that doesn't last long
>Before you can say another word, she's nudged your length so that its tip protrudes from the opening between your buttons
>"It's so adorable," she says, planting a soft kiss on your tip.
>You twitch at the contact, grasping for something to say
"Not what you were expecting?"
>She smirks up at you, using her nose to get your buttons undone
>"Don't worry, sweetie," she breathes.
>"It still looks delicious."
>Her hot tongue emerges, licking from the base to the top in one smooth, sensual, agonisingly slow movement
>And when she reaches the summit, she starts to swallow it
>Inch by inch Little Anon vanishes down her throat - the warm, wet sensation sending electric thrills up your spine
>You fail to hold back your first moan of the night and grab onto the mare's mane
>She looks up, holding your gaze as she takes you down to the base
>And holds herself there before drawing back with the same teasing slowness
>Leaving you wet with her saliva, rapidly cooling against the air
>Still maintaining eye contact, she pulls back until your purple helm rests against her chin, and pointedly licks her lips
Sure, I'll do sub for sub.
at least he's an actual human being who has feelings unlike.... most everyone
"He's popular therefore he's bad"
You racist against Nintendo?
Ok, you got me on this one, I stopped watching years ago after I found he fucking stopped playing Skyward Sword