(A/N: To make things clear; 1. VC means video chat, 2. NO, this is NOT a mental asylum 3. Italicized words are important to the story, well, some of them and 4. All of these pictures and videos are NOT MINE-)
Warning, this prologue is hella long-
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~Third Person's P.O.V.~
A chuckle and a couple of clicks could be heard, echoing around the room.
The padded cells attached to each and every corner of the walls prevented any sound from coming in from the outside world; as well as preventing any sound from the inside to escape outside.
With a short pause, you decided to end the recording of your video,— which you started an hour ago.
It was already getting late after all, and your body really needed to rest.
". . . I'm afraid that I have to leave this episode right here, folks," You began, glancing once in a while at the camera in front of you. "It was a really great experience, and I cannot WAIT to play this game again!" You added as you leaned back and stretched your arms.
An hour of clicking the mouse, pressing buttons, switching towards the screen and the camera, and talking non-stop has almost drained you. You could feel your eye lids droop, and lucky for you, your face was hidden behind the mask you were wearing.
Despite the fact that you were wearing a full-face mask, your audience could still hear you talking because of that voice amplifier attached to your mask that your best friend, Nova, gave you.
"The graphics of the game are legit awesome, and the story line is just... Perfect." You forced yourself to speak as you gave the camera the 'okay' gesture; connecting the thumb and index finger into a circle, and holding the other fingers straight or relaxed away from the palm.
"The art style is so wonderful, and the characters in the game are like, so real!" You added as you inspected the game from the screen. "I kinda wanna see what happens if I take an alternative path in the game, but until now, we're gonna have to wait for a little while..." You said as you faced the camera in front of you; it was emitting a small red dot that blinks.
"If you liked this video, be sure to press that like button like the kind, gentle person you are," You trailed off as you started to think of a funny joking threat to your fans. "Or otherwise," You continued.
"I be comin' for ya, and I'll beat you to death with a spoon." You slightly tilted your head upwards as these hilariously dark words left your mouth.
"Kidding!" You instantly added as you waved the threat away, before laughing in front of the camera. "Don't forget to subscribe to my channel if you're new here. And it's because I upload videos every single day and it's a really good time, but until then!"
"I'll see you guys in the next video. Have a wonderful night, or day, and good byeeeee!!!" You waved at the camera and with that said, you instantly pressed the stop button and stopped the recording.
As soon as the red, blinking light on the camera stopped, you sighed heavily in relief and removed your hoodie. You reached out for your napkin (handkerchief), which was sitting peacefully on the table besides your desk, and removed your mask that concealed your face from the world.
With the napkin in your hands, you wiped the beads of sweat off of your forehead that had been forming due to the tension and tiredness you were experiencing for the past weeks, or maybe months!
You sighed as you let your (H/L) hair fall freely.
You never thought that being someone people believed you to be was going to be utterly difficult, you just thought that it was going to be a piece of cake! But, NO... It was far more worse than you expected.
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~|The Unknown YouTuber|~ (A Jacksepticeye x Reader x Markiplier Story)(Delayed)
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