Viktor sits oddly in a comfortable, worn old office chair, his tripod set up so the stream could seem him. He streams his little scientific escapades, mostly so he can ramble and not seem like he's talking to himself. It still does. But he enjoys it, and people enjoy his agony. He's gained quite a lot of subsribers and viewers. It was.. surprising to say the least. Alongside his science, he also streams while he sketches, which most people enjoy, saying it makes their brains tingle? He doesn't understand it.

He's started getting money from it, just a bit of extra cash. So he continues. He enjoys talking to the chat aswell, and sometimes they help him when he's too in his head to think straight.

Tonight, he's at it again, people thirsting over him and calling him 'a twink', whatever that means.. maybe he was getting old.. he's only, what, 33? He doesn't keep track. He runs a hand through his unruly hair and continues his rambling to the chat about his project

"No- see, listen. I'd have to weld it together at an angle for that to work, which is stupid and improbable, i don't even understand how you get that answer.." He mutters to the chat, his mic picking up his Czech Republic accent harder than usual while he scrawls in a notebook, jotting down numbers and fractions.