My main model — the customizable shrimp I stream as. Recolourable, full of expressions, and the face of the whole channel.
Everything you can set off on my stream — redeems, alerts, commands and gags — and, more importantly, who made the originals. Nearly every clip here is someone else's work, edited to fit. Go watch them.
Some creators are still marked unknown — I'm still tracing those, and the credit lands here the moment I find it.
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The models themselves — the ones actually on screen.
My main model — the customizable shrimp I stream as. Recolourable, full of expressions, and the face of the whole channel.
The pink robot girl with the TV head — one of the two characters chat can turn me into with the Gender Swap redeem, paired with an AI-converted female voice. Sold as “Synergy II”.
The other Gender Swap character chat can pick, with her own French-accented voice preset.
Spend points, take over my screen. Every clip was cut, background-removed and volume-matched by hand, and each has its own custom Twitch reward icon.
Taiki Shuttle leans out of the game for a hug — and gets far too close. The screen fades to black as she realises she’s being clingy, then fades back to the match.
You and another viewer fight as random Umamusume 3D models on the Suzaku Castle stage. First to five round-wins takes it, and the winner sings with mouth-synced facial morphs.
Rendered live in the browser, so there’s no clip to preview — that’s the reward icon.
Machitan pops up somewhere random along the bottom, dances, and sings the whole clip out before tucking away. Redeems queue rather than collide — a pile-on becomes a conga line.
Robin turns and asks “who is this kid?” — and your name is drawn into the clip itself, where the meme’s original caption was burned in. One per person per stream, so in practice it’s the first-timer welcome.
Miyabi’s happy dance. Chat’s way of voting yes on whatever’s being decided.
The finger-wag, eyes shut. “No no no.” The veto button.
Haru Urara’s “you’re on dirt” — and the explosion shakes the entire screen, not just the clip. The most disruptive one in the pack, which is the point.
Makima, in a Hungry Jack’s cap, drives a hatchback across the screen singing the junior whopper jingle. The vocals were separated from the backing track so it’s just her.
Zoomed right onto the pointing and the laughing. For when I deserve it.
“Ah, eto… bleh!” Hands on her head, smug grin. Pure nonsense, no notes.
Markiplier jingling his keys at the camera — one of three takes at random, so it doesn’t get stale on the third redeem.
Sparkle’s opening laugh, kept 4:3 because the face is the joke — a wider crop would lose the eyes or the mouth.
The hand-drawn girl deadpan-sings “do you have any ibuprofen? i got a headache.” Starts right on the line.
No video — her in-game emotes are the character. She walks in, a gift with your name on the tag drops from the sky, “Yes!”, and she carries it off to her real giggle.
Agnes grooves in a seamless loop while the meme’s CORTISOL LEVEL needle falls HIGH → LOW, twitching on every beat. You type who it’s for — typing “myself” turns it back on you.
Remielle turns, unfurls her wings, and holds out a bottle of ibuprofen to the camera. You type who you’re sharing it with. The voice saying “Let’s take Ibuprofen together” is Amber Lee Connors — Remielle’s actual VA, guesting on a Mollozhang Twitch stream.
Half a second of silent clawed reaching, then the scream, then he lunges into the lens. Loud enough that it hits my own headphones too — that’s the troll.
These fire on their own when you follow, sub, cheer or raid — nothing to type.
Two background-removed dancing cats burst in from opposite screen edges with the meme audio, then tuck away just before the sound finishes so the tail rings out clean.
A custom audio clip from the game Dispatch plays alongside the sub panel, with your name and month count.
Agnes leans on her desk talking, then the gift panel rises exactly where the giant carrot rose in the original — so her starry-eyed gasp lands on whoever just gifted. Gift bombs merge into one bigger alert instead of queueing forever.
Gold Ship pops up beside a radar scope bottom-right. The scope sweeps, a blip detects the incoming cheer, and the readout resolves to your name and bit count as she presents it.
The centrepiece. A raid lands and time stops: the feed freezes in dead silence, Vergil’s slashes carve the frozen frame apart, and the pieces of my actual gameplay fall away to reveal Acheron’s dimension. The frozen frame is real — the exact live frame at the instant of the raid.
When a mod bans someone, the T-800 clip plays with the mod’s name across the top. Justice, delivered with a thumbs up into molten steel.
Promoting someone to mod or VIP takes the whole screen for a 30-second coronation — the crown is lowered, and the Twitch badge slams onto it and rides it through every camera move, with the new mod or VIP’s name in giant shimmering letters.
Free. Type them in chat. Most have a short cooldown so they can’t be spammed.
!soA shoutout — but the joke is the escalation. One Hello Neighbor guy pops up and reads as normal. Then a second. Then fourteen of them are going off in every corner, all out of sync, while the card quietly says go check the streamer out.
!lurkNed Flanders drops by unexpectedly in the bottom-left — except the character’s name is muted out and your name is spoken in its place. Your avatar and name track his face, so it looks like you’re the one peeking in before going quiet.
Fired from my deck, not from chat — the buttons I press at you.
“I know it was you… I just can’t prove it yet.” Full-screen ghost clip for when something suspicious happens and everyone knows who did it.
Gura goes “A” and the scream detonates outward — five copies of her fly from full size out to 2.5× across the reverb tail.
The glasses go up, and the vine boom lands right after the finger snap. A solid little pop-up box in the bottom-right corner.
Eight jump-cut laughs from the Shiba PSA, played in order — each press plays the next one and pops up somewhere different, never the same spot twice in a row. Fully mashable.
The Sims relationship-minus icon pops over my head with the friendship-down sting, exactly like I just chose the worst dialogue option.
The NEON GHOUL pack — dark-purple cyberpunk night city with Tokyo Ghoul motifs, all rendered live in the browser.
The transition between every scene. Rize erupts from smoke, perches, and lunges at the camera — the scene cut is timed to the exact frame her face fills the screen, so the hit is the transition.
Audio is synthesised and mixed with Rize’s own extracted voice — no episode music, so it never trips a VOD mute.
The Binary Halo in-game overlay, the Starting Soon / BRB / Ending scenes, the built-in chat, the alert panels, the procedural city and rain — all my own code, drawn live. No borrowed assets.
Stream music is Petra Radio, my own self-hosted player running off my own library.
Now-playing cards, live EQ, synced lyrics, song requests — the whole radio is my own system. Tracks belong to their artists and labels.
The music on the front page of this site is “Orphan” from the Tokyo Ghoul √A OST, Disk 2.