The double-barrel shotgun was one of the loudest weapons in Battle Colosseum, rivaling even the anti-materiel sniper rifle from random supply drops.
But no matter how loud a gunshot was, it was easy to miss in the chaos of a battlefield—especially for stream snipers who had to keep checking both their own position and the location of their favorite VTubers.
BOOM! BOOM!
{{ Human Signal Flare Kim Fireworks >> (Headshot) iIIiiIIiIiIiIII }}
With two shots, one enemy fell.
{{ Human Signal Flare Kim Fireworks >> momoMyomyoMyoMyoMyo }}
{{ Human Signal Flare Kim Fireworks >> (Headshot) MomoPeachPeachMomoPeach }}
{{ Human Signal Flare Kim Fireworks >> (Kill) iIIiiIIiIiIiIII }}
{{ Human Signal Flare Kim Fireworks >> (Kill) momoMyomyoMyoMyoMyo }}
{{ Human Signal Flare Kim Fireworks >> (Kill) MomoPeachPeachMomoPeach }}
As three nas instantly appeared on the kill feed, the viewers—who couldn’t see Gia’s screen—finally caught on.
— It’s started.
— Holy shit, did you see how fast she wiped that squad?!
— Damn LOL.
— This is what I call a signal flare.
— Her voice does NOT match this playstyle, WTF.
— I thought she was hacking for a second lmao.
And if enemies were dying near Gia, that ant loot.
[Ooh, Level 3 backpack. Jackpot.]
— LMAO.
— The CEO’s getting murdered, but Employee D is just looting.
— Momo’s gotta want to punch her right now.
Gia’s habit of mumbling while playing was getting broadcasted loud and clear—
And it made the situation even funnier.
On one side, her teammates were screaming for their lives.
On the other, she was casually stocking up.
The contrast was insane.
“Employee D?! Now is NOT the ti to loot! We’re literally about to die!!!”
[It’s fine, CEO. I believe in you. Show them the power of your hard-earned battlefield experience.]
[EMPLOYEE D, HLP! SAVE !!!]
[Oh, a shield battery. Jackpot.]
[AAAAAAAAHHH.]
— This side’s playing a battle royale, that side’s playing a survival horror, and Gia’s just playing a farming sim…
— Rain’s louder here than she was in her actual rhythm ga stream.
— Even the kidnappers would get tired and let her go LOL.
— Momo, please turn Rain’s volu down…
It looked like absolute chaos, but Gia was systematically taking down snipers.
The more attention the strears attracted, the more freedom she had to rampage.
This was the unspoken agreent between her and Do-hee.
“CEO, you be the bait. I’ll do the hunting.”
“And if you fight back and kill a few yourself, that’s fine too.”
{{ Human Signal Flare Kim Fireworks >> (Kill) ILikeMySenior }}
{{ Human Signal Flare Kim Fireworks >> (Kill) VTuberLifeIsOver }}
{{ Human Signal Flare Kim Fireworks >> (Kill) MyChickenIsCold }}
The Pavlovian conditioning was so deeply ingrained that even as she was desperately fighting off enemies, Do-hee still found comfort in those kill logs.
As long as she stayed alive, Gia would co save her.
If there was ever a ti to use the survival skills that Gia had drilled into her through Battle Colosseum’s worst torture matches, it was now.
And Factory was the perfect place to hold out.
A complex, multi-floor structure with rope ladders allowing for three-dinsional combat—
Her specialty.
As long as she didn’t ss up, she could stall for a long, long ti.
Honestly?
It was all thanks to Gia.
If she stayed in an open field, stream snipers would hear the double-barrel shots and swarm.
So for survival, she had been forced to retreat into buildings.
— Wait, is Momo actually surviving longer than usual?
— Has she actually improved at this ga???
But despite Do-hee’s surprising survival ti, all eyes were still on Gia—
Because of her kill log.
There were so many snipers flooding Factory that Gia’s speed-clearing an entire squad stood out even more.
— Holy shit, Employee D’s kill feed hasn’t stopped for a second.
— How the hell does she wipe a squad and finish looting in under a minute?!
— How the fuck does she do this with just double-barrels???
Within just 10 minutes, the gunfire had significantly died down.
- - Survivors: 55 - -
Of the 35 people who had died, Gia had personally eliminated 17.
Excluding the few that had killed each other or been picked off by Momo,
The majority of deaths were all her doing.
At this point, the viewers were dying to know.
How the hell was she doing this?
They could hear the occasional BOOM—
But other than that? Nothing.
It was like watching an invisible war machine steamroll the battlefield.
— Shit.
— Rain, I think it’s ti for you to die so we can get a perspective swap.
— This stream doesn’t have a channel-change button, huh?
— Can we… make that happen?
Basically, they were telling Rain to hurry up and die.
And she was not happy about it.
[Excuse , Puddles. Just because I suck at this ga doesn’t an you should tell to die. That’s just… very sad. Isn’t it?]
It had been lighthearted so far.
But then—
:: An anonymous donor has contributed 1,000 Clouds! ::
:: You’ve literally just been running away this whole ti. ::
:: An anonymous donor has contributed 1,000 Clouds! ::
:: Should I just take out the nearest Puddle myself? ::
The mont it started crossing the line, Gia finally stepped in.
Her voice cut through the radio static like a knife.
[Puddles, if you keep telling Rain to die, I will start banning people.]
And the audience froze.
They had been thinking of her as Signal Flare.
Not as Parallel’s manager.
The realization hit them all at once.
:: An anonymous donor has contributed 11,111 Clouds! ::
:: Employee D, please, have rcy. ::
:: An anonymous donor has contributed 10,000 Clouds! ::
:: I was just kidding I was just kidding I was just kidding I was just kidding I was just kidding ::
Did Gia forgive them?
Not a chance.
[The person who donated 15 Clouds is getting a one-hour ban. That’s Rain’s exclusive donation amount.]
Do-hee, who had just finished wiping out a squad, was genuinely impressed.
She had thought Gia was just being an agent of chaos today—
But no.
Gia wasn’t just throwing them into hell for fun.
She was protecting Rain, too.
That said, Do-hee wasn’t above testing her luck.
“…Employee D. It’s been really rough over here. Wouldn’t it be nice if you ca to help? I’m so tired…”
But while Gia’s approach to streaming was professional,
Her in-ga personality?
Still an absolute nace.
[Five minutes. Sabondi Archipelago.]
“You little—”
— AHHAHAHA SHE’S MAKING YOU WAIT AGAIN.
— FIVE MORE MINUTES, SURVIVE ON YOUR OWN.
— NO CARRY FOR YOU.
— ALL ABOARD THE PAIN TRAIN.
***
Momo had always been the type to turn even the most persistent stream snipers into content.
As long as they weren’t actively ruining the match, she’d treat them like mischievous regulars rather than enemies.
After all, if they were going to show up anyway, it was better to beat the shit out of them than stress herself out trying to ban them all.
She was the kind of person who’d start a stream just to wrestle with these lunatics.
“Co at with whatever move you’ve got. I’ll take it.”
Standing firm like a pro wrestler, shoulders squared, ready to take on all challengers.
Of course, being that tough of a punching bag ant she was constantly getting stream-sniped in both ranked and casual matches.
Even the snipers who would’ve stopped if she’d shown any signs of frustration—
They kept coming back because she never broke.
That’s why I picked Factory as our drop point.
On a day like today, snipers were inevitable.
And if anyone could survive in a hellhole like Factory?
It was Momo.
She’d beco a specialist in these grueling indoor fights.
And I was right.
Unlike Rain, who was getting hunted like prey,
Momo was actually fighting back.
She was barely hanging on—her shields and health kept dipping into dangerous levels—
But she wasn’t dying.
It was like she was seriously trying to survive the full 20 minutes I had set.
[Ao! FUCKING stream snipers! Can you guys take a break?! And if you’re gonna rush , at least all co at once! You coordinated this, didn’t you?! You planned it out!! What is this, a fucking fan et-and-greet?! Why the hell are you lining up like this?!]
[CEO!! SAVE !!]
[YOU’RE DOWN AGAIN?!]
[These fucking Puddles keep knocking down and running away!!]
[THEN KILL ONE, AT LEAST?!]
[I TRIED. I DID. CEO, why aren’t you empathizing with ? I’m about to feel so lonely, so very, very humid.]
— What the fuck is Rain even doing??
— Has she spent more ti crawling than standing?!
— Shit, the stream’s getting humid.
I had set the 20-minute mark for a reason.
That was roughly the limit of how long Momo could hold out in Factory.
If she barely failed right before I arrived,
I could ss with her just a little more before saving her.
And it seed like so of the old viewers had already realized what I was doing.
The ones who had been watching Momo for years?
They had already started reminiscing.
:: An anonymous donor has contributed 10,000 Clouds! ::
:: Shit. My old-man spine is standing up straight again. ::
:: An anonymous donor has contributed 1,000 Clouds! ::
:: Been busy with real life, so I haven’t watched a VTuber in years, but damn. Today’s stream makes wanna co back. ::
:: An anonymous donor has contributed 1,000 Clouds! ::
:: Signal Flare, how could I ever forget you… ::
As they reminisced about the past,
I, too, was thinking about three years ago.
After all,
I loved hearing the CEO scream.
[Employee D?! Has it not been five minutes yet?!]
[FUCK! IT HURTS! STOP!!]
[STOP, YOU FUCKERS!]
[HOW MANY GODDAMN MOLOTOVS ARE YOU THROWING?!]
I loved it when she called a bastard.
I loved it when she cussed out.
I loved it when she sighed the second she realized she was in a random queue with .
I loved it when she got forced into being my equipnt and let out those raw, guttural screams.
I loved it when she got so pissed off but still thanked after I carried her to victory.
I loved it in her streams.
I loved it at work.
I loved it in DMs.
I loved it in chat channels.
I loved how, no matter where or when I provoked her,
she always reacted exactly the way I wanted.
And most of all—
I loved it when I finally arrived to save her
And she unleashed all her rage at .
“CEO, I’m almost there. Are you still alive?”
[LOOK AT MY FUCKING HEALTH BAR. WHAT DO YOU THINK?! ARE YOU TAUNTING RIGHT NOW?!]
“Ah, you got .”
[DO YOU WANT TO FUCKING DIE?!]
Yes.
This was the sound I lived for.
— That’s workplace harassnt.
— Threatening murder, huh?
— She ca to help, and this is the thanks she gets LOL.
:: An anonymous donor has contributed 1,000 Clouds! ::
:: Signal Flare was just trying to help, CEO. :( ::
[IF YOU WERE GONNA HELP, YOU SHOULD’VE FUCKING HELPED 20 MINUTES AGO! HOW IS THIS MY FAULT?!]
I snickered.
“Should I just turn around and leave, then?”
[ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!]
“You don’t seem that desperate.”
[YOU BASTARD—!!]
— EXCUSE , YOU NEED TO SAY “PLEASE HELP ” FIRST.
— Say it nicely.
— Beg for it.
Sotis,
When people feel too much happiness,
They start mumbling things they don’t really an.
And when it happens,
They’re so dazed that they don’t even realize what they’ve said.
Like . Right now.
“Hehe. It’d be nice if I could play with CEO like this every day.”
—Parallel (VTuber) Gallery—
[This is a green light, right?]
I was too focused on the stream to notice at the ti,
But after replaying it a few tis,
It’s so obvious.
(Hehe, it’d be nice if I could play with CEO like this every day. Clip)
If we interpret “like this” as “collabing”…
Doesn’t that an she wants to keep appearing on Momo’s streams?
(Hmm… emote.)
(Ah-ha! emote.)
Momo was blocking her from streaming.
(Baseball bat emote.)
Momo must take responsibility and make Employee D debut as a VTuber.
[Comnts]
— Parallel461: This kind of over-interpretation deserves an upvote.
— Parallel843: I’m moved…
— Parallel735: How do we have such wise scholars in this thread?
— Parallel019: Should I make a pilgrimage here?
ㄴ Parallel810: Please help ace my exams.
ㄴ Parallel904: Please make my stocks moon.
ㄴ Parallel161: Please turn into a cute ani girl.
ㄴ Parallel351: ???
ㄴ Parallel010: ???
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