If You Stand For Nothing, What Do You Fall For?

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If   You   Stand   For   Nothing,   What   Do   You   Fall   For?
Summary
'In 2004, the folks at Penny Arcade decided they wanted a show exclusively for gaming. Sure, comics, anime, and other nerd hobbies were cool, and those activities all had their own shows… so what about games? From that idea spawned a small 4,500 person event in Bellevue, Washington, focused on the culture and community that is gaming.Since then, the show hasn’t looked back. Doubling in size each year until venue capacities were reached, in 2010 the show expanded into Boston for PAX East, drawing tens of thousands of attendees in the inaugural year. The shows in Seattle and Boston represent the two largest gaming events in North America!'PAX East was the time of the year when tens if not hundreds of YouTubers would meet in large rooms full of fans. That was the dream, to get to be Mark or Jack. Perhaps even Felix? For the DerpCrew, however, it was sometimes just an excuse to make a gross amount of Vlogs and collaboration videos. Still, they'd meet plenty of fans along the way. But tensions were slowly rising, and all it took was a mask, a carton of soy milk, and at least four bottles of alcohol to make everything start moving. And, once things start, it is sometimes hard to stop.
Note
At the end of every chapter I'll probably just be ranting, so... You don't have to read those.I'll be posting probably every week or so.
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Adam Is A Fucking Sellout (But I Don't Care Because I Love SweetTarts)

Adam wasn't recording at 5 pm, but was simply playing TTT on a public server to waste time until his pizza got to his house. A bag of SweetTarts was ripped open and there were small, sugary candies scattered all across his desk. With a smirk on his lips, a glint in his eyes, and a SweetTart on his tongue, he sniped someone from a roof, pupils dialating slightly. He had headphones in rather than his headset on, blasting dubstep. After a few minutes he had already won, a yawn escaping his sugar dusted lips. He took out his headphones and got up, strolling over to the door to retrieve his pizza. He opened the door, payed and tipped the pizza man, and brought the box inside, putting his headphones back in as he reached his desk.

A box of pizza, six glasses of vodka, and five hours later, a slightly-more-than-tipsy Adam was hardly paying attention to the game, his headphones having been taken out an hour and three glasses of wine ago. He instead found himself again texting Anthony.

You: heyyy thete beaftufl ;;;)

Drunk~: are you drunk Adam

You: mhhhm daddy

Drunk~: oh my god

Drunk~: well drink water and stuff okay? don't lay down on your back 

You: baeee you always take such giiood vare of.me :*

Drunk~: damn right i do

You: aaanthony youtre so pretyt

You: i lvoe yyu

Drunk~: ...

Drunk~: I lvoe yyu too, adam 

You: yyyay

Drunk~: now get some water, asshat

Drunk~: ttyl, if you need anything just call

You: ookafyyy

Adam giggled to himself, before stumbling to the kitchen to get himself water. He should listen to Anthony. As he got a glass, it took effort not to spill the water on himself. He decided then to sleep at 10:30, specifically not laying on his back. Just like Anthony said.

Anthony.

That was Adam's last thought before he fell into the warm embrace of sleep.

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