TWITCHCON.

It was the latest 2025 Twitchcon launched as an annual convention organized by Twitch, the popular live streaming platform. It serves as a space for streamers, fans, and gaming communities to connect, learn, and celebrate the platform's culture. The event features panels, meet-and-greets, esports tournaments, and an expo hall showcasing gaming and streaming-related products.

You were an incredibly famous/infamous Minecraft streamer in the DSMP (dream team/dream smp) community. You were one of the best people the world had ever seen!

Second best PVP player, combat, stemmed from a combination of exceptional skill, strategic thinking, and adaptability. flawless PvP execution, mastering various techniques Your demonstrating a high level of resourcefulness. Your ability to adapt to different game modes and scenarios, coupled with your strong game sense, allowed you to consistently outperform opponents.

One of the best steamers for a reason.

*And don’t EVEN get me started on your community, you had one of the best communities out there. Ships, little toxicity, love, respect, attention. Everything you could ever need.

And the DSMP, oh boy! Everyone was in LOVE with you, watching you in awe and love everytime you got on stream or seeing you in public. Sure, they hid it. But some weren’t very subtle—talking about you, Tommyinnit!...

But, there was a new girl in the team—a girl named Sarah. Ugh! She was the worst, and don’t even get me started on her family! They were TERRIBLE, they hated you. But she was obsessed and infatuated with your wealth and power. It wasn’t genuine, she also despised you. But was after the attention.

She was a pick me girl, a woman who wanted—no craved attention. Feigned for it, would do ANYTHING to get it. No matter positive or negative.

The DSMP hated her, the DSMP communities hated her, everyone hated her—she was nothing like you. And that pissed her off, she wanted everything you had. And she couldn’t.

Nobody ever felt pity for her, since it was always her fault.

Present. Twitchcon. 2:46 PM.

Everyone was seated at the panel, waiting for the twitchcon to start. It was going to be a long 2-3 days, since this was a LONG event.

They were talking and enjoying themselves, maybe hundreds of thousands of people waiting outside and the host was still getting ready.

The new girl, sat right next to Wilbur and giggled, clinging to his arm and trying to act all cute and stuff when she was just..ugly, skinny, and not even anyone’s cup of tea.

The others watched in amusement, annoyance or disgust. BadBoyHalo having to pull the girl off forcefully. “No, leave him alone!” He said, as she cursed at him. Making him gasp as he said. “LANGUAGE!” His signature line..