《Multiskilled (Smp x male reader)》MediaShare
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I feel like I'm not very good with pacing, am I moving too fast? Suggestions would be really appreciated.
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/3rd person POV/
"U/n, U/n," Tubbo said, poking M/n in the side.
M/n's character waved him off, and the real M/n messed with his camera. "Hold on a minute, Tubbs. I'm trying to set up my camera, chat says it's crooked."
"Tubbs? You have a nickname for him?" Ranboo inquired, trailing after M/n, Tubbo, and Tommy. He insisted on staying at the back because his legs were longer, so he could catch up easier. M/n was leading the group through cave systems, sending the boys in pairs through the tunnel.
"Yeah, why not? It gets boring just to say "Tubbo" over and over," M/n said, "I can give you a nickname if you want." Ranboo thought for a second before nodding. M/n considered the options, before choosing one.
"How about "Boo"? Like a ghost? You are kind of a mob."
Ranboo shrugged, "Not bad, how about Tommy?" "I don't want a fuckin nickname!" Tommy protested, stabbing a zombie that had wandered through.
M/n flicked his face, making Tommy flinch. "Too bad, you're getting one anyway... How about "Kid"? It's pretty hard to shorten your name, and Kid just matches."
Tommy just shot M/n a death glare, which M/n ignored. "Fine," Tommy huffed, "But if you call me that around other people, I'll kill you."
"Sure kid", M/n said. "I swear I'll do it!" Tommy barked, but he was smiling, so M/n didn't take him seriously. An enderman walked up next to M/n, causing Tommy to freak out and try to stab it.
M/n waved him away and looked at the enderman. Making eye contact, it strangely didn't attack. It only made a cooing noise and disappeared. Tommy looked at M/n funny.
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What the...?
"Hey guys", Ranboo said, catching their attention, "Tubbo and I were talking. Chat wants us to do MediaShare, you in?"
M/n shrugged, "Why not? I can set it up if you want." Which got nods of agreement from the three boys. M/n started working on setting up, removing his headset as he did so. The minors took this time to talk.
"What do you guys think of U/n so far?" Ranboo asked, mining a chunk of iron.
"He's very nice!" Tubbo chirped, rocking back and forth on his feet, "What do you think Tommy?"
Tommy bit the inside of his cheek, thinking. "He's alright."
Ranboo snorted, "Tsundere."
"Wha-"
"I'm back!" M/n announced, slipping his headset back on. The boys instantly went silent. "Are you guys ready?" He asked, getting a unanimous "yes" from the three of them. "Okay", he said, "the first video."
"pIdGeOn!" M/n mocked, pausing as Tommy coughed his lungs out. "You good kid?" "Yes..." Tommy squeaked out.
"Come down today, and try some corn, or we will sacrifice your newborn. AHHH!" M/n and Tubbo sang in unison.
"Ranboo... that thing was called a whisk," M/n said, looking at Ranboo with a dead expression.
"SHUT!"
"Hey, U/n." Tommy said, getting his attention, "I bet I can find a song that you won't know." M/n smiled, "Bet, I am a music master."
Tommy went silent for a second, "This is the fast part of Rap God. Sing or die."
M/n smirked, he knew this one.
Man, oh man, that was a 24-7 special on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station
The very next day, "Hey Fab, I'ma kill you!"Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad)
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Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman?
Innovative and I'm made of rubber
So that anything you say is ricochetin' off of me
And it'll glue to you and
I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience
A feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
There was a few seconds of stunned silence. "No fuckin way!" Tommy screeched, grabbing the collar of M/n's shirt, shaking him back and forth. He did struggle through, because M/n was like, two feet taller than him.
"How did you do that?" Ranboo asked, and Tubbo stared in silence. "I like to listen to music while I cook", M/n shrugged, "It's not a huge deal. Sometime's I'll listen to a song over and over until I remember it."
"Now that's what I like to see," M/n said, causing the minors to stare at him in shock, all of them taking a step back.
"What? I may be motherly most of the time, but I like destruction on occasion."
"I think that's enough MediaShare for one day," Ranboo said warily, to which the others agreed. "Oop. Looks like I missed some dono's." M/n said, "I'm gonna mute for a little while."
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If you could have any superpower,
what would it be?
"I would probably have to go with shapeshifting. People would usually say, maybe like Superstrength or Superspeed. But if you shapeshift into the right thing, you could have either of those. Say maybe... gorilla for strength, cheetah for speed."
CuriousBastard donated $10.00
Do you enjoy your jobs?
"Yes, I do. Streaming is personally more fun sometimes though. Being a chef can get stressful."
KillMe donated $5.00
Why did that enderman leave you alone?
M/n shrugged, "Not sure, might have something to do with my in-game parents."
He refused to clarify.
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Why do you wear a mask?
Besides keeping yourself anonymous.
M/n's smile faded a small bit. "Well, the main reason, yes, is to keep my face a secret. But another reason, you see how there's kind of a mesh over the eyes of the mask I'm wearing right now?" He asked, gesturing to his face.
"It's so that no one can see me cry. No one will ever see me cry again."
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