There was a new wave coming, taking over the internet! Breaking it, if you were a boomer or gen-xer. This wave was, well, you probably already know what kind of wave I was talking about.
There was a new wave of VTubers joining AnyClover EN. New co-workers for Michael. They’ll be ‘kouhai’ to him, and he’ll be their ‘senpai’. Even if they were not Japanese in real life, they still have to abide by standard Japanese etiquette. In public anyway. That's another reason why I’d never have his job.
This announcement had nothing to do with the event where the AnyClover CEO, Takeshi, spoke last week. This announcement came just within the last few hours.
The wave name was ‘Project Luna’—quite strange, considering neither had anything to do with the moon, concept-wise. I was also surprised that they were debuting only two VTubers. If I remember correctly, Michael was one of the first five AnyClover EN VTubers that debuted as ‘Project Hajime’, which translated to ‘Project Start’. A bit literal, but that’s how directly translated Japanese usually sounds. The second wave, released six months later, also had five members, Violet being one of them. They were ‘Project X’. Like the movie, except without the underage drinking, drug use, and Dax Flame. The concept was meant to be somewhat edgy in theme, something that fell flat once you got to know the VTubers that debuted. The concept art looked corny on its own, but once you include the characters that they tried to tie that concept on to. Violet couldn’t be edgy if she tried. Not just the ‘character’ of Violet Bridgewater, but also the woman behind the mask. Of course, I’m privileged to know this, even if I didn’t know her that well. The thing was that she was still ‘Violet Bridgewater’ to me, even though she did have a legal name. I doubt knowing it would change anything in the first place.
To be quite honest, the whole concept of the new wave was a bit much for me. The name of the debuting male VTuber was ‘Rex Inujima’, whose two oshimarks were a dog and an island. The first one made sense, but the second one only made sense once I found out what the second part of his last name meant. I haven’t studied Japanese seriously ever since I graduated.
His outfit was quite a bit ridiculous, even by VTuber standards. Rex had dog ears and wore a necklace that had a pretty sizable bone in the middle. The necklace didn’t have a long chain length so it wasn’t possible for Rex to bite onto the bone. I doubt that would be possible to model in the first place. He also had on a Hawaiian shirt patterned with dog prints and cargo shorts. And a tail.
The whole thing reeked of being a flanderization of VTubers. As if he was a parody of them. The dog boy from ‘de islands’. Not what I would put out, but hey, I’m not the one that calls the shots.
His contemporary, ‘Kinkos van der Zande’, at least had a concept that wasn’t jarring to look at.
She was a rather sickly looking girl who had a surgical mask on her face and a mailbag on her body. She was wearing a mailperson outfit. Thankfully, the outfit didn’t seem too tight. Fanservice comes after she starts feeling well is my guess. Her oshimark was of a mailbox, which was slightly confusing to me because I thought Kinkos was a copying service. Her last name was completely unnecessary as well–nothing about her screamed Dutch, other than her ghostly pale skin. Maybe they thought it sounded cool. At least it wasn’t ridiculous like the other one.
Back to my point–both these VTubers were hard to take seriously. Most of them were to begin with, but this took the cake. I got that they had to have some type of theme to give them some flavor, but these design choices were bizarre to say the least. It's as if they ran out of good ideas and now they’re on to the bad ones.
That being said, I wasn’t the target audience—DEFINITELY not Rex’s, even though he was probably a nice guy off-stream. Kinkos, while being more marketed towards losers like me, had too much going on to catch my eye. The mailbag, the face mask, her Dutch name, it was all too much. It's not like you got much about them when they were revealed—just lore about the character they were and a line ‘fitting’ of them. I found that part of the debut process especially unnecessary. If I wanted to watch a VTuber, I watched because I found the person behind the veil interesting. Not because I found the backstory interesting or because their model was sexy.
Looking back on Twitter, I saw both Violet and Michael introducing themselves to their new coworkers via post. Guess it was kind of an unwritten rule that you had to publicly welcome them onto the force. It makes sense when you consider a good chunk of the job is spent associating with them. They’re your new friends after all. Another reason why I couldn’t ever be a VTuber.
Looking at their pages, I was perplexed by how much they were sticking to their gimmick. To be fair to them, they haven’t debuted yet, so their ‘lore’ and character design are all we have. They haven’t had a chance to express their individuality. Show why they deserved the viewers' eyes. That was the goal in the end. They had buy-in from the hardcore AnyClover fanbase, who supported whoever their oshis supported.
As it stood, both VTubers had fifty-thousand subscribers on YouTube and sixty-thousand Twitter followers…wait a minute, shouldn’t they be the other way around?
Well, upon further thought, it was understandable since there wasn’t anything on their YouTube page except for a trailer for their debut. On Twitter, they had a few posts. It takes zero effort to tweet—all they had to do was have an in-character first post. Clicking on the ‘Replies’ tab, you can see that they’ve replied to about every AnyClover VTuber that welcomed them. Kinkos even had retweeted some fanart of her. A quick turnaround since they were only revealed this afternoon.
Well, the debut wasn’t for…a few more days? I wasn’t that interested, but I might as well take a peek. That is if I was home at the time. I followed Kinkos and Rex on Twitter and subscribed to them on YouTube. I could only hope that Rex didn’t lean in too much with the dog shit. Only one way to find out, right?
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‘Let women be sluts!’ ‘My body, my choice!’
‘shut up incel’ ‘virgin faggot’
The first two, while I’ve never heard in real life, were sentiments commonly shown by society. The other two were often leveled at me on imageboards when I engaged on if women have the right to be a whore, or topics of the sort. They don’t, there’s no debating that. The issue is getting that point across. It’s not as easy as stating the facts.
Even on /vt/, where I had the most like-minded posters, it was a mess. The fact that you can post anything you want on 4chan is a mistake sometimes. If the jannies and mods did their job it wouldn’t be a problem. You get what you pay for.
Outside of 4chan, the argument got a lot harder due to dogpiling. Cultural Marxism rues the day on sites like Twitter and YouTube. Even people who when asked would ridicule the idea of espousing Cultural Marxist views have them. They’ve given up on the fight to keep women pure, and have accepted that most of them are lost causes. In my opinion, I think they’ve let the whore enablers win–in fact, there are major figures on the Internet right whose job before was to be one. A pimp, whose job is to ‘trick’ out the ‘ho’s’. I had no idea how they did that in Eastern Europe, but it was likely similar to how they did it here. At least the whores were fucking white men. You have to find the silver linings where you can.
I don’t engage with politics on the Internet, since no one is serious about returning women to traditional roles. While I got a cathartic release from imagining myself calling Donald Trump based and pissing off feminists, I didn’t support the President that much. He has a propensity to be a whore-enabler. The fact he’s been married multiple times proves that. The whole deal with that porn star is even more damning. Not because of the ‘hush money’–that whore should’ve kept her mouth shut in the first place–but because he was participating in such damning things in the first place. A real gentleman wouldn’t ever be caught entertaining a whore whoring around.
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Most of the time I talked was spent on discussing VTubers. It was the only thing I had to live for at this point. It used to be anime, but I’ve grown less interested in it in the last few years.
There were the pure VTubers–Juliet was on the bubble right now due to the roommate situation. She had never shown any sign of being a whore beforehand, and I was still giving her the benefit of the doubt. She was one of the few. The others were the whores. The whores, while I believe they shouldn’t be on screen in the first place, did give whore-enablers someone to watch, so the pure VTubers would be left alone…that is what you think would happen, but a majority of VTubers being whores wasn’t enough for them. EVERYONE has to be what they want, which is a whore. Enforcing their wretched way of life on VTubers. These types usually weren’t on 4chan. Whenever they were, and I was in the wrong mood, I gave them a piece of my mind. Outside of the free internet, however, my speech towards them was monitored. They could say what they wanted, but as soon as I stated my viewpoint, I was called everything in the book. Prude. Bigot. Incel.
I wasn’t as much of a prude as I believed in traditional societal standards. Also, it’s not like I don’t fap…just not to 3D whores…most of the time. The other two…well, I can’t deny that I am a virgin…BUT, I’m not one to give away my virginity that easily. I want to give it to a pure woman–one who will be with me forever and accept me for who I am. It was voluntary celibacy. Arguing about what ‘bigotry’ was on the internet was always pointless. Anything less than being a BLM-supporting, ACAB-shouting, left-wing degeneracy-enabler was being ‘bigoted’ to them. So yes, I am a bigot–a proud one.
What did they say that was so disgusting? Other than their ‘progressive values’, which they never missed a chance to espouse? Well, I could go on for ages if I listed every single example, but I’m sure you get the gist by now. They were enablers, enabling VTubers to ‘be free’. Be free? For a woman, freedom was the worst thing you could offer them. Sure, it sounds nice, but what do you think a woman will do when she has total freedom? Go to church? Maybe. Play a video game? Doubtful, but the days of ‘women don’t play video games’ are over now. In reality, women were almost always going to do something ‘fun’. Now, what is ‘fun’ to a woman? ‘Fun’ is going out on a ‘girls night’, doing god knows what. ‘Fun’ is hooking up with a random man whose last name you’ll never know and the first one you’ll forget. ‘Fun’ is doing that every weekend for ten years, and then when the fun’s over, hope that you’re married. Hope that your husband is either a cuck or a man who took advantage of your whoredom and somehow saw something in you that wasn’t in any of the hundred other whores he’s fucked. That’s what freedom for women leads to. Is that fun? Whoreish women tricked themselves into believing so. Women can’t be trusted to think on their own. Trying to tell that to these types is useless–they don’t understand that. It’s antithetical to their retarded worldview. For a ‘VTuber’, they had the freedom to choose what games they played, which anime or manga they discussed with their chat. and which FEMALE VTuber they talked to on stream. That’s all the freedom they needed. Anything more was only asking for trouble. Some VTubers understood this. They’re an analog to 3D Japanese idols. Many of them are fans of Japanese idols in the first place, so they understood the no-nos of the job. No relationships of a sexual nature–a ‘friendship’ with a man would always end up slipping to being a ‘situationship’. The best-case scenario would be that the man turns out to be a beta and gets friend-zoned. Maybe that’s what the roommate is setting himself up for, but I can’t rest on maybes. That’s how your oshi suddenly goes on a nine-month hiatus and then graduates shortly after. Not happening on my watch. Back to my point–any friendship with a man is forbidden. It doesn’t matter who it is–famous or insignificant, not allowed. ‘Work relationships’ with male management were necessary, even if it made me feel uneasy at times. What if they said ‘fuck it’ and went for the forbidden fruit? The forbidden fruit was their livelihood, and its being soiled would heavily dent their pocketbooks. They would never work in the business again. So much blowback that anyone sane would never take the risk in the first place, so I don’t worry seriously about it happening. But what if? Collabs with men were forbidden as well. There was to be no contact between a VTuber and a DudeTuber. In an ideal world, DudeTubers wouldn’t exist, but it’s a downside of the free market. As long as they stay away from VTubers, I couldn’t care less about them. Their fans on the other hand…
Checking my thread again, I saw that there was a new post—it was about to be archived, which meant that the response would keep my thread on /vt/ for a while longer.
[“This is the only picture of franciss roommate that has been posted. he is blurred but you can see the trees in the background. They are leeland cypress and they don’t grow in the north of America.”]
The image posted was of what seemed to be the roommate blurred. A quick reverse search directed me to Francis’s Twitter page, where it was posted. How could I have missed that? Well, anyway. The poster sounded dumb, like an ESL phone poster, but their information was good.
Looking it up to see if anon was right, I came to see several maps of where Leyland Cypresses grow. I couldn’t read them that well, but from what I could tell it was more shaded further South you go. The picture with the roommate was littered with them, meaning they were in a place where they were easy to grow. The roommate himself was blurred to the point where I couldn’t tell much about him, other than that he was pale, which meant he was likely either Asian or White. Thank god for that. The place had a lot of greenery, which indicated to me also that it was someplace in the South. In the middle of nowhere maybe, since the roommate can start a fire that big without it being a danger.
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One of the maps showing where Leyland cypress trees grow.
I had begun to delve into the backlog of Francis’s stream so I could pick up on clues that would tell me where he lived. If I knew where he lived, then I knew where the roommate lived. It was excruciating, having a DudeTuber on, but if I wanted to find the roommate and make him pay for his actions, it would have to be done. It sounds like a stupid idea, but it was the only way I could deduce where they were located. Eventually, he would give me a good clue.
As for my plan on the road–I’m set money-wise. My grandparents left enough for me to be on vacation for a year straight. For what I’m doing, I don’t need to stay in a five-star hotel every night. Anywhere with internet is good enough for me. Good enough internet to watch streams—no dial-up shit. I had enough of that when I was a teenager.
My car, also given to me by my grandparents, was enough to get by. It was nothing special, but it was perfect for what I needed. I don’t drive it often, so it’s still in mint condition as far as I know. Now that I think about it, I might need to get the oil changed…I’ll deal with that when I have to. I don’t remember the last time it was changed. Not like I went anywhere anyway.
Leaving home, as you can imagine, is a huge ask for me. I don’t go outside. I have no reason to. The outside world can go to hell for all I care, but it’s time I respond to a bigger call and venture out. I haven’t been on a vacation in a decade, and I haven’t been out of the state for probably the same time. Why would I go anywhere else when I have my computer in my room? What the fuck am I going to do on the beach? I’d get judged by all the whores and chads and would have a horrible time. Not like I needed the sun anyway. Sun gives you cancer, and white is right, right?
I need to take a computer. Obviously not my PC, because how the fuck would I set that up each night? And how much space would that take in my car? I don’t need that much clothes—a week's worth of shirts, pants, undies, and socks was more than enough. I could stretch that into three weeks without having to wash them. And if I don’t want to I could always get some cheap white shirts and pants from some department store. Haven’t been in one of those in a while…old people shop there so it shouldn’t be too bad. Walmart or dollar stores have too many miscreants to warrant going in there.
To avoid potentially being on the road for a prolonged amount of time, I’m doing research on where the roommate lives down to the point where there are only a few spots left. The tree hint helped me a lot, but there was still a lot more research to do. Searching the entire Southeast United States would be a huge waste of time. About nine states. Almost 100 million people. Of course, the lake hint would whittle that down vastly, but there were still 13 potential lakes that were the ones that Francis and the roommate lived at. Of course, not all of those lakes were equal. Some of them are deep in the woods, which makes it almost improbable that they would be there. However, you never know, which is why they’re still on the list.
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MAP OF WHERE ROOMMATE COULD BE LOCATED. RED = NO, TRANSPARENT YELLOW = DOUBTFUL.
POSSIBLE ‘BIG LAKES’ THAT VIRTUAL YOUTUBER FRANCIS FUKUYAMA AND THE ROOMMATE LIVE BY: Clarks Hill Lake, Lake Hartwell, Lake Murray, Walter F George Lake, Lake Lanier, Lake Norman, Smith Mountain Lake, Lake Oconee, Lake Keowee, Lake Jocassee, Lake James, Blue Ridge Lake, Lake Rabun.