/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>>60602617

>>52872839
>worst nut
Brazil nuts

>>52311000

>>49418513

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>>44504746
>>44504749
>>44504756
NAKED DOGEZA RIGHT FUCKING NOW

>>44245009
>Kiara's first live
>she suddenly grows to the size of a building to make sure all eyes are on her
>the stage collapses and the first couple rows of fans are squished, but whatever
>when the performance is finished, she dives into three hours worth of tangents about how hard it was to prepare for the concert and the funny things that happened along the way
>anyone that tries to leave early gets stomped into the ground
>anyone that doesn't buy enough concert merch on the way out gets stuffed into her back pocket for later punishment

I have the sexiest oshi in hololive I think

>>38282106

>>33434347
orange woman spats

>>33313724
yes

t. KFP

>>28704681
Good. Watch if you want but don’t shit up the thread.

>>28353467
I'm thinking about how she will interact with tempus. I can't imagine her ever getting truly friendly with them (you never know tho) but I could see some interesting interactions in the future. maybe in big collabs or something

If only you knew how bad things really were.

>>26797319
KIARA REALLY?
fuckit it's fucking friday I don't care. just give me solo kiara

I hear by propose that Kiara once again be demoted to worst Myth after her refusal to use her proper 3D model for Gura’s concert.

Do you really think Kiara will spoil her 3D by performing at Gura's party instead of waiting for her own birthday?

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>>26412772
I decided to combine these prompts. Warning for violence and death.


It took a minute for everyone inside the restaurant to truly register what they were seeing. Employees and customers alike were spellbound, muttering nervous whispers to each other and trying to slowly rationalize their absurd situation.

A giant woman with fiery orange hair stood in the parking lot outside. The roof of the tallest nearby building didn’t even reach her thigh. Each of her bare feet were large enough to take up an entire parking spot and then some. Her attire was a curious perversion of a fast food uniform, featuring a form-fitting vest cut off to display her midriff and a miniskirt that just barely reached past her spats-covered crotch. Of course, from the human’s viewpoint, everything below her skirt was plainly on display and she might as well have been bottomless for all the modesty it provided.

“Kikkerikiii,” she yelled, blowing out the windows of several parked cars near her feet. “Good morning everyone! I’m giving you ten seconds to pack up your shit before I flatten everything out, okay? I still have a stream later today so I can’t wait around forever.”

The patrons recoiled in their seats and fresh waves of fear started pulsing through the restaurant. Hearing the giantess speak, feeling that deafening roar rip through their ears and bodies, was enough to cement their reality; she was real and she was dangerous.

One fast-acting employee broke free from the paralysis-inducing terror and bolted out the door, loudly clanging the frame against the wall on the way out. That was the spark that set everything else in motion. People dashed from their tables, slamming into one another and shoving bodies to the ground as primal instincts took over their motor functions. Amidst the frenetic chaos, some still stood nailed to the floor and simply gazed in awe at the colossus before them.

Kiara tapped her foot and further smashed the car (and unfortunate passenger) she’d been standing on into the asphalt. *Maybe ten seconds was too generous,* she thought to herself. It was a busy day after all. “Okay, time’s up! Here I come!”

She strode forward, her long shapely legs easily covering the distance until her left foot was raised over the restaurant's roof, and slammed it down into the earth. The roof and surrounding walls exploded into chunks of brick and concrete. Those fleeing out the main entrance were crushed into paste beneath Kiara’s meaty soles while those further back were blasted across the room by the shockwave. Kiara took a moment to grind her foot into the wreckage, noting the soft pops and crunches of the bodies caught below, before lifting it back into the air. Pieces of benches, tables, and plaster crumbled off her sole on the way up.

“Eh? This building’s so flimsy!” She shook her foot and giggled. “I can’t believe you guys were my competitors for this long…” Kiara leaned forward and stomped down into the kitchen area this time, violently crunching the fridges, cabinets, and ovens into inch-thick puddles of metal. Those taking refuge in the area met a similar grisly fate.

It only took five more stomps to completely demolish the restaurant. Most patrons were too injured or shell-shocked to evacuate at that point, and could only watch as the sun disappeared behind Kiara’s soles before being smushed into the ground like insects.

With light gray plumes of debris crowding her ankles, Kiara halted her rampage and wiped the sweat from her brow. “Whew! Well, that should do it! …but just to make sure.” She turned around and positioned her rear over the smoldering wreckage. Before the survivors crawling through the devastation could plead for mercy, Kiara fell backwards and obliterated the pitiful remains of the establishment with her massive, powerful ass. She barely felt anything on the way down; it was like she had sat on a pile of misshapen origami. The area below her butt was still warm from the earlier stomping, so she ground her butt into the wreckage until everything was utterly pulverized and she felt the cool soil of the earth pressing against her backside.

A sudden movement caught her eye. Somehow, inexplicably, a lone woman had survived the massacre and was currently scurrying out from between Kiara’s legs. Her meager progress was easily halted as Kiara reached down and scooped her up.

“Ehh? There’s still someone left? You little shit, you were trying to sneak away at the end!”

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