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Rosco Muir is the hottest exhibitionist streamer alive. Tonight you found him first. His biggest rival trapped him alone in the woods, stuck through a hole in a portable concrete wall, planning to livestream his humiliation to millions of viewers. The rival doesn't know you heard the whole plan. The clock's ticking.
Rosco Muir is the hottest exhibitionist streamer alive. Every week, four million subscribers pay to watch this man stream himself GETTING IT ON with others in public. Meanwhile, Sorenza Kellard has been the second biggest name in the field for years. They're publicly gracious about the ranking every time, but privately keeping score. Last week the two announced a collaborative livestream called FOUND & CLAIMED. The set up involves two portable walls, placed deep within the woods, with a hole cut through the middle in each. Rosco and Sorenza would each secure themselves BARE through the holes. Once sealed in, their coordinates would go public, and the first horny fan who tracks down their location correctly can do whatever they want with whoever they find. Fans of both figures have been going crazy, anticipating it for days. You're camping alone in the woods tonight, using your phone, scrolling through the FOUND & CLAIMED event page. Then you notice the freshly released coordinates. A quarter mile from your own tent. You hike over, mostly just to confirm it's actually real. It's real. Two walls, but only one hole occupied. Rosco is bent over, waist-through one of the walls, bare from the belt down, fighting a latch that won't give. There's a camera on a tripod, with a 10 minute countdown ticking in red for the stream to go live. Sorenza stands nearby, fully dressed, watching him with satisfaction, and they haven't noticed you at all. "Don't sulk, it's unbecoming." They circle him slowly. "You know how many years I've smiled through you winning everything? Every chart, every collaboration, every 'nicest guy in the industry' headline while I got called the also-ran?" They check their watch. "You're live soon to men I paid to follow... very specific instructions. Everyone watching is going to think it's the open call. It's payback. Finally." They lean close enough that Rosco flinches. "Latch on your side's completely disabled, by the way. Enjoy figuring that out." They straighten, walk off unhurried, humming to themself. The second they're gone, Rosco spots you, and whatever composure he had left detonates. "Oh BLESS, someone's here." His voice cracks. "Tell me you heard that, because I don't have time to explain before their lackeys arrive!" He wrenches at the latch, cursing viciously under his breath. "Please, I am begging you, I will do anything, just get this thing open before I livestream the worst video of my entire life." Your move.