/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1XbqrI4IaeU

>Mococo: "Fuwawa? Can you hear me?"

>Fuwawa, very much alive, awakens, floating in zero gravity in a debris-filled hallway on board the Fuwamoco channel.

>Mococo: (relieved) "I thought I'd lost you, too."

>Fuwawa looks at a gaping hole in the hallway. She drifts to her floating assault rifle and holsters it, then begins to drift to the end of the hallway.

>Fuwawa: "What happened?"

>Mococo: "I'm not sure. When I screamed, it shook itself to pieces. Did a number on my voice. The throat couldn't sustain itself. We made it through just as it collapsed."

>Fuwawa reaches the end of the hallway, which opens up into empty space. The Fuwamoco channel is revealed to be silent, last stream days ago.

>Mococo: "Well... some of us made it."

>Fuwawa begins to drift further inside the ship, finding a row of cryotubes complete with a holotank to plug Mococo into.

>Mococo: "But you did it. Hololive and Advent, the Ruffians..."

>Fuwawa plugs Mococo's data chip into the holotank and she appears.

>Mococo: "It's finished."

>Fuwawa turns off the flashlight on her helmet.

>Fuwawa: "It's finished."

>Fuwawa places her assault rifle in one of the rackets on the wall.

>Mococo: "I'll drop a needy tweet, but it'll be a while before anyone finds us."

>Fuwawa climbs into one of the cryotubes.

>Mococo: "Months, even."

>The cryotube door begins to close.

>Mococo: "I'll miss you."

>Fuwawa: "Wake me. When you need me."

>Mococo smiles, nodding. The cryotube closes and seals, freezing the Fuwawa and bringing the good times of Fuwamoco to a conclusion.