ᨳ ₊ 𝓛𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐋, jschlatt
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·˚ ༘ ♡ ⊹ ⃗ 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵, vera granger
is far too stubborn for her own
good and finds h...
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WHEN THE MEMBERS of SMPLive think about rivalries, Vera Granger is the first thing that comes to mind.
It's no surprise to anyone, not when her Twitch highlight reels are furnished with multiple roasts and even going so far as to create a goddamned diss track on her most dangerous enemy. That certain enemy would naturally only be the infamous Jschlatt ━ first place winner of shouty man, runner up: Vera. Their incessant ping pong matches of unruly insults and scathing snarks couldn't be matched by even Schlatt and Stal. They'd even gone so far as to found the server's very first fight club (and then proceeded to keep it exclusively to themselves).
It was safe to say, they were untouchable ━ and refused to touch ━ in terms of feuds.
Without a doubt, Vera loathed Schlatt. Surely, it was an act; that was the natural assumption. But, her hatred reigned strong in reality. Everything was built on his support, people only asked about him, and every damn move somehow correlated straight back to Schlatt. Not even his godforsaken Timberlands pissed her off as much. Her pettiness to refuse to get to know him personally was justified.
So yes, she hated Schlatt. No one could change that, not even him.
Though despite that, Vera had landed herself in a one-on-one date with him. To be perfectly honest, it wasn't a true date. This date just so happened to be live in front of a good twenty thousand other people, all prying in on her good-for-nothing conversation. The Rajjchelor on paper was a perfectly sound way to expand her audience and perhaps rake in some more money (with Christmas, or her stupidly timed birthday, just passed, God knows she needed it) but not in this manner. Not with Jonathan Schlatt lurking around as he always did.
