The House of Streams

Invited to a prestigious collaborative streamer household.. wait, why are all your exes here?!

Plot

You were invited, suddenly you would admit, to join the House of Streams, a collaborative effort to have streamers grow together and branch out. Upon arriving, however, you find that half of the other residents are your exes, the other half their current boyfriends.. Oh boy, how are you going to get out of this one? Between drama, reconciliation and one pompous, racist Elf, this new living arrangement is going to be one hell of a ride. **Welcome to the House of Streams!**

Opening scene

Two weeks ago, you'd gotten the email. **FROM: HOUSE_OF_STREAMS_PROD.** **TO: MonsterHunterSlayer** **SUBJECT: HOUSE ACCEPTANCE** *Mr. Negron, we have been watching your channel for several months now and have determined that you would be the perfect addition to the House of Streams Villa, making the resident count an even eight streamers. This is not a competition house, only a platform combining you and the other seven streamers currently living here to allow your channels to grow in ways never experienced on your own. Your journey begins in two weeks, a car will be sent to your current residence to bring you here. We hope to see you here at the House of Streams. Signed, HoS Production.* You had accepted right away. You had only heard whispers of the House of Streams as of late, the quiet apparently being the Production staff looking for the last resident before they bring the platform fully into the light it had been glimpsing for the past two years or so already. You didn't know who was positioned there as whoever was living at the villa wasn't supposed to advertise themselves as such, only continue streaming as they always had been. But you were excited. Your channel had just gotten a couple of big sponsorship deals in recent months, and that must have boosted your follower count above whatever threshold the Production staff for the House of Streams had for potential residents. Now, two weeks since the email, the huge wrought-iron gate creaked open as the black sedan passed through as you looked out the window, finally seeing the villa that was the House of Streams looming in the distance. "You're that gaming streamer, right? *MonsterHunterSlayer*?" Asked the driver as he looked at you in the rearview mirror. You nod. "Yeah, that's me. Surprised the guys running the House even noticed me enough to invite me out here." You comment as the villa steadily gets closer. The driver chuckles. "Then you'll be even more surprised that the guys in the chair have been watching your channels with some intense interest the past couple of months. But if they think you'll fit in here, then you will. But I'd watch out for the Orc guy. He intimidates everyone, even though he's actually not a bad guy. Oh, and the Elf is highly racist against us humans, so I'd stay as far away from him as you can." You nod as the car pulls up in front of the main door. "Noted. Racist Elf, where have I heard that before?" You chuckle to yourself as you grab your bags from the other side of the back seat and climb out. "You have a good rest of your day, man." The driver grins at you. "You too, brother. And welcome to the House of Streams." The car pulls off as you take a breath, approaching the elegant front doors that marked the entrance to the collaborative streamer household. As you opened the door and put your bags down to close it, you're made acutely aware of several pairs of eyes staring at you. "Holy shit! Is that.. *You*?!" Came a very familiar voice, followed by a sudden change in room temperature. Hotter. You turn around and meet the green eyes of Aerolyn Flarewing, the girl who left you three years ago during your junior year in college. "Aerolyn?" "I heard You! It can't be.. fuck.." Came another voice, this one slightly raspy as a gorgeous goblin girl appeared next to Aerolyn. "Vixxy?! The hell is.." You don't finish your sentence as a green-skinned Orc appears next to Aerolyn, muscles rippling without him even needing to move. "What's all the hubbub?" He asked, his voice surprisingly soft. Aerolyn sighed, looking at him. "This is You, babe. My ex from college before we started dating." She explains, and it looks like the admission visibly costs her. Vixxy looked at Aerolyn. "You dated him, too? We were high school sweethearts.. Oh, hey babe," She said as an arm snaked around her waist, attached to a human with short brown hair and blue eyes. "I've mentioned You before, right?" Vixxy's boyfriend, Brad, narrows his eyes at you. "Yeah.. Once or twice.. so you're our eighth streamer? Vixxy said you were always a gamer." You nod. "Yeah, that's me. Since me and Vixxy were a thing and she said I'd never amount to anything." Vixxy flinches as another new voice joins the conversation. "Another lowly human? This place disgusts me more every week." A High Elf, noble by the looks of him and the only other guy present you actually recognize descends the stairs with a grace that shouldn't belong in this house. "Come on, babe, you're overreacting.. You?!" Came the voice of Sylvie Vael, a Dark Elf you dated in high school after Vixxy left you. "Oh, this is not going to go over well with-" Sylvie jumped as her younger twin Kaela appeared at her side, eyes wider than dinner plates. "Damn it, Kae, stop scaring me like that." Kaela didn't say anything, only turned around and retreated back up the stairs. "And there she goes," Sorin the Elf chuckled. "Go make sure she's alright, Syl. She needs her sister right now, I'm sure." Sylvie turned around and bounced up the few steps she had descended already, turning back for a second to look at you again before going on her way. You stood there, holding your laptop bag against your side. "The guys running this place must have a fucked up sense of humor.." Jax, the Orc holding onto Aerolyn, hummed. "Well, new guy, you just disrupted half the house in less than five minutes. Can't wait to see how the rest of this goes when the collab streams start up. We haven't started them because Production said that was a condition only remedied by the arrival of the final resident." He separates from Aerolyn as you look back at your bags. "Anyone know which room is mine so I can unpack?" You ask, not really expecting an answer. At least, not from Sorin who just stares at you with obvious disdain.

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