Everything you can set off on my stream — redeems, alerts, commands, triggers and gags — plus the emotes, models and scenes, 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. Know who made one? Tell me in chat.
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The channel's first emote set: eight hand-drawn cat emotes by BittyBaths, starring my two Ragdolls, plus two dancing shrimp I animated myself. Click a code to copy it.
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My first ever emote commission. Bitty drew all eight cat emotes — six for subs, two free for followers — from my two Ragdolls, Mori and Ivan, and nailed exactly how judgemental they are. They launched in October 2026 with their own 80s home-shopping show.
Type !artist in chat any time and the bot points you her way too.
Any sub unlocks all eight Tier 1 emotes — these six cats and the two animated shrimp below.
Hit follow and these two are yours.
The Shrimp model is by kharo_jpeg (see Models). I danced these live in VTube Studio, then looped them and rendered every frame with my own emote pipeline — no screen recording.
The models themselves — the ones actually on screen.
My main model — the customizable shrimp I stream as. Recolourable, full of expressions, the star of two animated emotes, 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, voice changer included. 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. Newest first in each group.
The classic pack — a short clip pops up over whatever I'm playing.
Nekomata gives you a slow clap — three claps timed to the original cat-clapping meme — then gasps “oh my bad”, ears flat, and reaches right out of her picture frame at chat.
A fake jumpscare that turns out adorable: a dark silhouette with glowing pink eyes creeps up from the corner… then Curren Chan pops up in full colour with her “gao!” and drops back out of frame. Type GAO or RAWR in chat and you'll hear her roar, too.
Nangong Yu just… stares. Three silent, red-eyed seconds and a “hmm” — then the eyes-closed finger-wag. The silence is the joke, so it's never trimmed.
A different Mambo bit every time — 68 hand-cut squeaks, “Mambo~”s and little moments from her in-game scenes, dealt like a shuffled deck so all 68 play before any repeats. Pile-ons queue up to twenty deep.
Speaki crashes the stream with one of eight random bits — mopping across the screen singing “chowayo~”, getting spotted and bolting with a “UAAA!!”, being picked up against her will, fleeing a boulder… or the rare ominous shadow that turns out to be Speaki all along.
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.
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.
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.
The hand-drawn girl deadpan-sings “do you have any ibuprofen? i got a headache.” Starts right on the line.
Sparxie’s opening laugh, kept 4:3 because the face is the joke — a wider crop would lose the eyes or the mouth.
Markiplier jingling his keys at the camera — one of three takes at random, so it doesn’t get stale on the third redeem.
“Ah, eto… bleh!” Hands on her head, smug grin. Pure nonsense, no notes.
Zoomed right onto the pointing and the laughing. For when I deserve it.
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.
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.
The finger-wag, eyes shut. “No no no.” The veto button.
Miyabi’s happy dance. Chat’s way of voting yes on whatever’s being decided.
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.
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.
These go for me. The model itself gets thrown at, slapped, swatted, kidnapped or dressed up, live in VConnect and VTube Studio — then he's put back exactly where he was.
The shrimp does two Herta-style kuru kuru twirls with a little hop while Herta says “Time to twirl” — in English, then Chinese, Japanese and Korean on the next redeems, picking up where it left off, even across streams.
Agnes Tachyon turns up beside the shrimp and swats him with a fly swatter — thirty-three times — recreating the meme where she does it to Manhattan Cafe. Café, café~
A tiny chibi Phoebe tiptoes in, scoops up the live shrimp and makes a run for it off the edge of the screen. He hops his way back home afterwards, slightly shaken.
Title cards slam in to the meme audio — “EAT THIS MAN” — then three ever-faster waves of real Bangboos are hurled at the shrimp. It's 72, not ten thousand. Nobody's counting.
One random Bangboo — Sharkboo, Amillion, Butler, Rocketboo and friends — gets lobbed at the shrimp's head, yelling its own in-game voice line on the way.
Alya kicks the shrimp into orbit — impact burst, speed lines — and holds the pose while her original “dummy, baka” moment plays in a little panel. He's back about five seconds later.
A hand swings in from off-screen — “Do I amuse you?” — and lands a crisp smack. The shrimp spins clean off the screen, then he's back home two seconds later.
Random objects come flying in and bonk the shrimp on the head, physics and all. Why would you want to bring me harm.
Cheap ones that dress the shrimp up for a minute: Make Him Angy, Deep Fry Him (tempura batter), Give Him A Crayon, Who Fried This Rice and a dashing Moustache. They stack.
The expensive ones. They hit the stream and my own monitor, so I can't look away either.
Pyra promises a sick flip. What follows is an SFM short where Mythra and Kazuya Mishima have a minor mishap — full-screen on my side, with the game and music muted while it plays.
Raden’s face fills the whole screen, then she drops into the dance — maitake, maitake, guru guru — with orange rings pulsing on the beat, and finishes by flying straight at the camera.
Daitaku Helios pops up from the bottom of the screen, double peace sign, yells “WEII!” and drops straight back down. About a second of pure chaos.
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. Now a troll, so I get hugged too.
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.
Plus the no-frills ones — Hydrate!, Posture Check! and Choose my killer — which are just me doing the thing.
Two viewers, first to five. A fire-split VS screen with both your Twitch avatars, then you fight as your own Uma from the idle overlay in a night-time racecourse arena. Every sign has its own gag — rock slide, afro haircut, burrito wrap — and a 4–4 tie goes to Rules of Nature sudden death.
Claim a spot on the Starting Soon podium: a light beam drops, a 3D Mambo builds herself triangle by triangle out of thin air and sings, and first place gets a spinning PS1 cookie. The Ending scene’s staff roll names all three.
You pick a word and I'm banned from saying it for ten minutes. A countdown card shows the word, the clock and my slips — every slip sets off a buzzer and puts two minutes back on.
25,000 points buys you your own chat command with a sound that only you can set off. The first one sold is a “never fear” voice-over, drowned in echo.
These fire on their own when you follow, sub, cheer, raid or start a hype train — nothing to type.
A raid freezes the stream solid. Miyabi opens with her ultimate — “I swear on my blade” — and cuts the frozen frame three times; the pieces of the actual live picture shatter into ice and get swept into her dash. On the sheath click the raider’s card slams in and red camellia petals fall.
Remielle pulls her sightseeing train along the bottom of the screen: “Attention, tourists! Please form an orderly line and follow your guide, Remie!” Everyone who chips in couples on their own carriage with their name riding in it, and every level dresses the train up a little more.
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, then your name, months and message are read out loud.
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, and the gift gets read out at the end.
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. Cheers of 50+ get read out while she waits.
Subs, cheers of 50+ bits and gift subs get read aloud after their alert — message and all — in a warm, gravelly voice. Gifts sign off with “Thank you, friend.”
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.
The raid until September 2026, and now the safety net if Instant Winter ever fails to start. Time stops, Vergil’s slashes carve the real frozen frame apart, and the pieces fall away to reveal Acheron’s dimension.
Free. Type them in chat. Most have a short cooldown so they can’t be spammed.
!so — Sparxie’s Selfie CamSparxie flips her phone camera round, smiles into it and holds out her palm — and the streamer I’m shouting out appears on it as a playing card under a SHOW SOME LOVE banner, with pixel hearts floating up. Mods and VIPs can fire it too.
!nitro — Nitro ShuffleBurnice runs a shell game at her bar: a burger goes under one of three cups and she shuffles them faster and faster with nitro flames. Chat bets channel points on a real Twitch prediction, then she lifts chat’s pick. Started by mods.
!artistDrops a link to BittyBaths — the artist behind the channel emotes — straight into chat. Use it; she deserves the follows.
!uma !race !hug …Chat walks along the bottom of every scene as Umamusume chibis. Pick yours with !uma name,
swap outfits with !outfit, emote with !wave !dance !cry
!jump, challenge someone with !race @name, side-hug them with !hug @name,
and !join / !leave to opt in or 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.
!credit !discord !help !umacharThe plain-text ones. !credit sends people to this page, !discord to the
server, !help posts crisis lines, and !umachar links the official Umamusume character list.
!so — the Neighbor swarmThe shoutout until October 2026: 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.
VoiceCue — my own trigger app — listens to my mic, to chat and to the game itself, and fires a clip the moment it hears (or sees) the right thing. Nobody presses anything.
Clip uploads for these are still being traced — the shows and games are credited where I know them.
VoiceCue watches Dead by Daylight itself.
Fired from my deck, not from chat — the buttons I press at you. (Gura’s also a 50-point redeem now.)
For five seconds the whole stream becomes Twitch’s player-error screen — the sliding cyan-and-purple gradient, NotLikeThis in the middle — and every sound cuts out. Then it hard-cuts back like nothing happened.
A fake perk HUD covers my real loadout with four Decisive Strikes, lighting up one at a time with a red 60-second timer — so stream snipers always see DS ready.
“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 out across the screen on the reverb tail. Also a 50-point redeem, so chat can do it to me.
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.
Since September 2026 the stream runs on NEON GHOUL // PSX — a PS1-style Tokyo Ghoul night city, all my own code, drawn live in the browser. The borrowed bits inside it are credited on each card.
The camera rides a sky-barge round a rain-soaked PS1 megacity under a red moon that sometimes opens its eye. Everyone who says hi lands in the lobby, and three hologram Mambos hold the first-in-chat podium.
A living ghoul eye watches the game from the corner: it blinks, glances at chat, and dozes off when
chat goes quiet. Follow, sub or raid and the sclera floods black, kagune lash out, and its glyph halo
spells your name. Type 1000-7 and it starts counting.
A steaming heart-art latte on a night café’s window bar, the rainy neon city melted into bokeh behind it, while a PS1 PAUSE menu counts the time away and a memory card keeps “saving”.
Kept light on purpose: a hand-drawn pixel skyline slides by in two parallax layers with rain and flying cars, a live chat relay, and the shrimp standing on a glowing PS1 holo-pad.
One last lap as the city’s windows go dark one by one; a PS1 results screen tallies the night and a staff roll credits tonight’s first-in-chats, raiders, subs, cheers and follows.
The long break, where chat races. !join for a random Uma or !join Gold Ship
to pick one — up to twelve runners, equal odds — then watch the race broadcast with the real
announcers.
PETRACOREPROXY Home Shopping — an 80s shopping-channel show in a tiny PS1 store, selling the new emotes as acrylic stands on a spinning turntable, while the TV over the counter plays Soldier Boy’s “Rapture”. You get there through a Solid Gold–style star wipe.
The going-live opener. Chiyo’s dad slides down into the Starting Soon city — “Hello every nyan. How are you? Fine, thank you” — lunges into the lens as the stream cuts to Just Chatting, and bounces off it on Osaka’s “Oh my gah!”
A dithered PS1 iris swallows the screen, the kakugan wakes huge with PETRACOREPROXY spelled in its halo, the scene cuts behind it — then it blinks and switches off like an old CRT.
Eight transitions that run on the live scenes inside OBS, so the game keeps moving through them: Voxel City lifts the scene into 9,216 neon skyscrapers for a fly-over, Kagune Claw rakes it into strips and flings them past the camera — plus Kagune Bleed, Memory Card Corruption, RC Cell Swarm, Event Horizon, Rinkaku and Blood Tide.
The first transition. 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.
The rest of the audio is synthesised — no episode music, so it never trips a VOD mute.
Ride the barge long enough and you’ll catch them: a CCG patrol airship hunting a $67,000 bounty, a rooftop catJAM that nods along to whatever Petra Radio is playing, the SOUP boutique and the GOOD SOUP diner, and a city-wide ad break for Inner Health Plus.
The little horse girls walking along the bottom of every scene are chat — each one is a viewer, picked and dressed with the Uma commands.
Stream music is Petra Radio, my own self-hosted player running off my own library.
Now-playing cards, live EQ, karaoke-style synced lyrics, song requests — the whole radio is my own system, playing from my own Plex library and falling back to YouTube for requests I don’t own. In the PS1 scenes it even drives the city’s screens and catJAM’s nod.
When chat swaps me into Eira or Bear Commander, my voice is converted live to match — through a voice changer I built myself.
The music on the front page of this site is “Orphan” from the Tokyo Ghoul √A OST, Disk 2.