I returned home after that escapade. Thanks to today's events, I had already earned 600 points, which was more than what I earned yesterday. However, there wasn't anything I wanted to buy with this amount. The next item I desired was quite expensive, but I was determined to save up for it.
"Finn! You haven't paid your rent money!" An angry, old ladyish voice echoed from outside my door.
With my fragmented memories, I sighed and recalled that yesterday was supposed to be the day I paid my rent. It was a shame I couldn't earn any points from the landlady, given the risk of her evicting me from the house.
"Here," I said as I opened the door and handed the landlady the cash. As she took the money, she gave me an exaggerated look.
"Finn, Is that you?" She looked exasperated, staring at me.
"Yeah, who else am I supposed to be?" I was sure I was Finn. The previous owner also had the same name.
"Your face... and your height!" The landlady pointed out the dramatic changes that had occurred in my appearance, explaining her shock.
Oh yeah, I had forgotten about it. Considering how I looked different from my previous body, the changes in this body didn't stick with me.
"Is that all? I experienced a sudden growth spurt. I have some urgent matters to attend to, so I can't linger," I replied, eager to wrap up the conversation and get on with my day.
"You paid your rent. That's all I wanted." Considering how she yelled earlier, it was weird how she was strangely polite. After our business, I closed the door with her still outside my room.
[+5 Evil Points]
Sitting in my room, I contemplated my options. I had plenty of time left in the day, but going back outside to earn more points didn't seem appealing at the moment. While I could always return to Roblox and grind for points, it didn't hold the same satisfaction as messing with people in real life, like the kid and the stubborn girl.
As I pondered my options, I realized I wasn't particularly picky about my targets. Since trolling kids in a game no longer interested me, I decided to explore other avenues. Lately, streaming has gained popularity, and countless people have aspired to become streamers. It wasn't a profession for just anyone; you needed to be entertaining or visually appealing. So, what could be more satisfying than crushing the dreams of a newbie streamer?
A sense of excitement washed over me as I envisioned the possibility of sabotaging someone's budding streaming career. After all, even if you had the potential to be a great streamer, it was all in vain if nobody clicked on your stream or paid any attention to it.
I logged into Twitch, the largest streaming platform around, and navigated to the real-life category. It took some time, but I finally found a streamer with zero views, which seemed suitable for my plans. This streamer was a female dancer, and she was performing a live dance with no audience at all. Doing her own thing, she hadn't realized that I had joined her chat. It wasn't until a minute later that she realized that I was watching her dance.
"Do you like my performance?" She asked in a soft voice, trying to engage with potential viewers.
I contemplated my next move. I could either continue watching and then insult her or take a more provocative approach by asking for explicit content. However, I knew that being a pervert wouldn't earn me many points unless she genuinely reacted negatively. Making someone disgusted with me without showing my face wouldn't yield substantial points.
[FutureOverlord: Performance? It was funny, to say the very least. I thought you would fall and flop at some point!]
[+5 Evil Points]
"I didn't think my first viewer would be a jest." She responded with a wry smile and continued the conversation.
"Did you have any preferences for what you wanted to see?" Rather than addressing my words, she shifted the conversation and inquired about my desires.
[FutureOverlord: Send me n00ds!]
"Hahaha... Enough with the humor." Clearly frustrated, she brushed it aside to maintain her composure.
Earlier, I had told myself that sexually harassing someone wasn't the right choice, but how could I not when she was asking for it?
With the stream keeping on, I had earned more points from passively insulting her. I loved how she wouldn't fight back with my comments. Anyone would have banned me by now.
She seemed to bear with me because she was probably her first and only viewer. I'm curious about how long she can continue this way. I wasn't eager to shatter her aspirations. Ultimately, waiting might yield more points for me.
"Would you look at the clock? I wish I could stream longer, but there's something I need to attend to. I hope you can join me again tomorrow at this hour."Before I could even respond, she ended her stream promptly.
I was disappointed with the mere hundred points I gained in two hours. I couldn't figure out the points system, but being rude online didn't yield much. After the initial streamer finished, I spent a few moments searching for another person to focus on.
Compared to the previous streamer, this one was a gamer who looked pretty ordinary. He was silent, engrossed in his game.
[FutureOverlord: Man, you're terrible at this game and so dull. Why do you even stream?]
"Fuck off." He quickly responded to my comment, told me off, and blocked me from commenting further. This one had more backbone than the last.
Noticing that I had elicited such a strong response, I opened a second account and flooded the chat with repeated derogatory comments.
An hour later, the streamer shut down his broadcast, and it's possible I snuffed out his enthusiasm for streaming. I couldn't help but grin, especially when comparing my gains to the earlier session with the dancing woman.