Chapter 325 ·Who Are We? (2)?

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We? (2)

The PerG-Day fancafe was the gathering place for most of Lee Gyeongbok's fans, thanks to its convenience. However, the fancafe had been created after the crew was formed; the original fans each had their own separate communities where they were active. Each fan also had their own favorite game, and they had become fans after watching Lee Gyeongbok play those games.

[We need something! Something truly original]

[For real, aren't all the other communities preparing their own stuff too?]

[We need something that's ours to show Godple, I'm telling you]

As a result, every game community was in the midst of preparing cheers. Fans who were members of both the fancafe and their own communities brought Genome's cheering plan to their own places.

[Lol, if you see this in person, it's gonna be epic]

[Simple, short, impactful LOL]

[Genome really is smart, haha]

[But this doesn't reflect our community's unique traits!]

Of course, everyone jumped on Genome's plan. But the community users weren't satisfied with just that. They wanted to express their love for their favorite games even more, and thank Lee Gyeongbok for playing them.

[If you got on the Godple coin, you gotta pay back, right?]

[He brought a lot of new people to our community, for real]

[If Godple picks up a game, it rises from the ashes, lol]

For these fans, the reputation of their favorite game was the same as their own reputation.

[How about we just follow Godple's lead?]

After much brainstorming, someone came up with an idea.

[Of course, I'm not saying we become copycats.

Those copycats aren't bright, lol.

The last bit of Genome's plan is 'We Are Purple', right?

What if we prepare props representing our game and show them to Godple?

But let's not go for full cosplay. We should match up with the Perfect Hoodie for unity, so what if we coordinate with weapons or accessories instead?]

It wasn't a groundbreaking idea.

[-Are you a genius?]

[-Oh, haha, this might actually work]

[-LOL, fashion is all about the point, anyway]

[-Fashion? Do you mean passion?]

[-Then is "awesome" the same as "what if"?]

[-Ohh, in native pronunciation]

[-He's doing the accent, haha]

The idea was well-received and quickly spread to other communities.

* * *

Back to the present at the stadium.

Jung Soyoon took a deep breath as she looked over the stands.

"Wow, this is amazing! The props they prepared are separated by section!?"

As she spoke, the camera zoomed in on the audience. When the fans saw themselves on the big screen, they all stood at attention.

"One, two!"

They wore police hats and gave orders. All together, they saluted and raised their voices.

"Salute to Bark President!"

Just the props and that shout made it obvious who they were.

― What's with the unity of the Baboong fans?

― Lol, this is peak tradition.

― Why do they look so disciplined, lol

― Bark-rit is truly king LOL

― I've been a fan since Godple's debut

They were the fans of Bio Crisis— the game considered Lee Gyeongbok's debut stage. Among the fans, they were the true "old guard."

The camera then moved to the side.

"Wow! PerG-Day!"

"PerG-Day! PerG-Day!"

The next section chanted PerG-Day as soon as they appeared on the screen. Every one of them wore a frying pan and a helmet.

"Ah, anyone can see they're Gunner Ground fans! Purple is really good at GunG!"

"I have some pride in that, actually. Isn't it thanks to me that Purple got into GunG?"

Genome butted in with a sly comment. The chat instantly filled with laughter.

― But you were just a passenger on the bus, dude!

― Live Genome is showing off again!

― King-envy! Really trying to brag no matter what!

― Still, coming up with the name PerG-Day did catch on, lol

When that round of comments ended, the next group of fans appeared.

They carried small dolls and swords, but the camera had to zoom in closer to show.

The doll was—

"Unique Sword! Unique Sword!"

"Elden Soul is martial arts!"

It was a mini version of Alicia, the witch from Elden Soul. The fans' shouts made the chat fly.

― Elden newbs, lol, bringing martial arts in here

― Mini woman, I miss her so much TT

-???: Broken One, can you hear me?

― Alicia: Why don't you come back TT

― The true Unique Sword is legendary...

― Whenever I see Knight of Perfection, I think of Godple

― The Aiden boss fight was SO epic LOL

As the viewers reminisced, the camera panned again. This time, two different groups of fans were mixed together:

One side wore Monitor Head; the other wore a purple coat and a silver wig.

"Is there any fan who hasn't tried the Purple Coin?!"

"Perfect Voice! The best ever!"

They were fans of the escape game Escapers and Demon Must Cry. The fanbase was smaller, so they shared a section.

― Ah, lol, these games blew up thanks to Godple

― Escapers really got a huge boost!

― Demerc used to be an ancient game, now it's popular again, right?

― LOL, it was hilarious to see the newbies dust off their consoles

At last, the camera showed the center of the stands, the section with the most fans.

Black masks with shurikens, crowns and lances, green aura swords, blue soul blades, etc. Unlike the others, their costumes were not unified.

But that made it even clearer which game they were from.

"Uhwooper! Uhwooper! Uhwooper!"

"Uhwooper is science!"

They were Mystic League fans, and every prop belonged to a champion Lee Gyeongbok had played.

― Ah, I should be down there!

― Honestly, competition for that spot was fierce LOL

― Logging in itself was a psychological battle, haha

― Looks insanely fun TT

― Gosh, I'm truly jealous

There were also many Mystic League fans in the chat, reflecting the game's huge popularity.

Finally, the camera landed on the last section. The fans, expecting it, raised their props high.

They held detective badges and absurdly long revolvers.

"Fatherrrrrr!"

"Farm work is so hard!"

Lee Gyeongbok let out a snort at their cries. So did the viewers.

― LOL, is this Godple or Billy?

-???: Father left the farm and never came back

― He left everything to his son, seriously!

― That modified revolver is so attention-grabbing, lol

― LOL, everyone else needs two hands, but how did Godple use it one-handed?

― Godple can do one-hand shotgun for sure, haha

After a quick sweep of the audience, the camera returned to the stage.

"Wow, wasn't that an impressive cheer? It fits the 'We Are Purple' chant at the end, a perfect performance. I think this could only happen because Purple is an all-around game streamer."

Jung Soyoon picked up the commentary, ready for it.

"But what surprises me most is Purple's career! She started streaming three months ago, now almost four, yet already gets so much love? Not a year, not even half a year—just one quarter! One quarter!"

"That's why he can stand as Tri's representative, don't you think?"

Genome replied, pride clear in his laughter.

"As you saw, our Tri's cheering is completely overwhelming, right? I wonder, does Serengeti have anything prepared?"

He asked, swelling with confidence, and Willitwork? and Shoulder's eyes turned. But Serengeti's side of the stands remained silent.

A few people wore green, but not many.

― LOL, isn't this too much?

-???: Serengeti can make fun of Tri, but Tri shouldn't do that. That's not right.

― He's gonna get memed right away, haha

― Genome messed up this time LOL

-???: You killed it...

With such a stark contrast, viewers teased Genome playfully.

Gyeongbok smiled, overcome with emotion.

'There's no way I can put this gratitude into words.'

Kindness should be returned with kindness.

As he thought about how to answer the fans' support—

"Purple, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Yes?"

Shoulder came closer and whispered.

While they talked, Jung Soyoon cleared her throat.

"Well, okay! Now that everyone's seated, let's move on to the main schedule..."

The mood between the two teams was starkly different. Letting things tilt too much to one side would doom the event.

So she hurried to move the match along and change the mood.

"But, Jung-caster!"

But her attempt was forestalled by Shoulder. Jung Soyoon looked at him with wide eyes.

"I'd like to make a spontaneous proposal, if I may."

"A proposal?"

The mixed cheers and chatter in the stands quieted. Seeing the audience's interest, shoulder smiled.

"I enjoyed Tri's cheering very much. Truly impressive. But we Serengeti have something to show as well."

"Oh, so Serengeti had something prepared...?"

Jung Soyoon asked, reading the situation. Looking at Serengeti's stands, it was obvious there wasn't a fan cheer planned.

Yet Shoulder remained confident.

"It's a misunderstanding to think only the audience can cheer. That's just prejudice!"

"Really? Then..."

"This time, I as the representative want to give back cheer to the audience who came all the way here. I'll show that choosing Serengeti was the right decision!"

"You, shoulder, will cheer for the audience? That's a new approach!"

Cheering in reverse?

Everyone's eyes widened, including Jung Soyoon's.

Except for one—Gyeongbok, who had discussed it with Shoulder beforehand.

"I also wanted to thank the fans who cheered, so I'll join Shoulder to keep this vibe going."

"Huh? Purple, you'll join in too?"

With Lee Gyeongbok's follow-up, the question marks only grew. What could these two have cooked up in secret?

Both of them smiled, pleased with the suspense.

"How should we even explain this..."

"How about we call it this?"

Lee Gyeongbok spoke to the camera.

"Think of this as a 'teaser' for today's main event."

* * *

Jung Soyoon and the commentators couldn't hide their anticipation as they looked toward the stage.

"Shoulder and Purple are both ready. I never thought we'd see this already!"

Shoulder and Lee Gyeongbok faced off center stage.

"What we'll show isn't just a simple spar. You can see Shoulder has protective gloves, and Purple is holding a revolver in one hand and a shuriken in the other! Both holding their iconic weapons!"

"That's right. It's the pure battle between a traditional fighting game player and an all-game streamer. Not a showdown as Metal Punch characters, but pure physical skill! This is a chance to check both players' conditions, I think."

Genome and Willitwork? instantly chimed in.

A match to check condition and refresh the crowd, based purely on game experiences rather than skills—

That's exactly what Shoulder and Lee Gyeongbok had discussed.

"Now I get why they called this a 'teaser.' This won't be all they have to show, but based on how they perform here, we might get a glimpse of the main event—Upper Showdown!"

Jung Soyoon tidied up the commentary and took a breath.

"Then, let's begin right away!"

At her word, the fight was declared. Both immediately reacted.

"Amazing reflexes!"

"Purple fired!"

"Wow! Easily blocked!"

Lee Gyeongbok dashed forward, pulling the trigger as he ran. The gunshot rang out, but was answered only by a metallic clang.

Shoulder deflected the bullet with his protective glove.

"They're up close now!"

The distance closed in an instant. Gyeongbok fired again, but missed—the barrel was pushed aside by Shoulder, who tried to seize a counterattack.

But Gyeongbok wouldn't go down so easily.

"So fast!"

"Shoulder's counter!"

"Deflected with the shuriken!"

Shuriken and glove clashed with a metallic clink. Gyeongbok dodged the punch and thrust the shuriken, but right before it landed—

The shuriken froze. Shoulder had grabbed Gyeongbok's wrist, twisting it aside and attempting a leg sweep.

The guard and offense swapped instantly, but Gyeongbok didn't flinch. Instead, pushing off the floor, he recovered his stance with a tumble.

He landed, raised his revolver, and fired again.

"Purple's going for it!"

"He shot!"

"Too fast for commentary to keep up!"

It was point-blank range, but still a miss.

Shoulder twisted his head in a split second, narrowly evading the bullet.

-???????

― Are they really the same species as me?

― Is this broadcast in 2x speed?

― Are they improvising this!?

― For real LOL, did they plan this in advance or what!

― Seriously, even with rehearsals it's hard to get teamwork like this

― These guys are legit monsters!

― Forget Metal Punch, can't we just settle it like this?

Every clash was a razor-thin offense-defense exchange, with movements streamlined to perfection and no wasted motion. The action was nonstop and mesmerizing.

The entire audience—and the chat as well—kept gasping in awe. The duel was so intense that it left everyone breathless.

"They're going all-in now!"

"Cross counterrrrr!"

"Gwawoooooooo!"

Both struck at once—one with a fist, the other with a shuriken.

Just as if someone had hit the mute button, the whole place fell silent.

On the big screen, their weapons—glove and shuriken—were stopped right in front of each other's faces.

And both men were grinning joyfully.

"Looks like you're in great shape."

Lee Gyeongbok spoke first. Shoulder's grin widened.

"Couldn't be better. This is peak condition. What about you, Purple?"

"I'm in *perfect* condition. I'm looking forward to the real match."

With that exchange, both withdrew their weapons. Only then did the crowd start to breathe again.

"Wow! Ending it just like that! It really was a breathless showdown!"

Jung Soyoon wrapped it up neatly. Genome said, mock-shocked:

"Hey, isn't this a bit much? It really *is* just a teaser! Don't leave us hanging like this!"

"Yeah, I can't help but agree. You show something this amazing and tell us to wait for the rest? That's seriously evil, so evil!"

The audience and chat both burst into laughter.

― Seriously LOL this is nuts

― I should've watched this on-site

― Upper Showdown is already legendary from just the teaser...

― If the teaser is legendary, the main match will be a myth, lol

― Anyway! King-envy! I have to watch until the end!

― Who would believe this was all improv? LOL

― Even the teaser is fun if it's a great event, that's just common sense!

The atmosphere was sizzling. Shoulder was plenty pleased, and whispered to Gyeongbok:

"Thanks to you, both sides feel better. Thanks for playing along."

"No problem. I was trying to come up with a reaction anyway. Good thing everyone's satisfied."

Shoulder revived Serengeti's sagging mood, and Gyeongbok gave his fans a show to remember.

It was, quite literally, a win–win situation.

The two men shared a light handshake. The audience roared in approval.

"As expected, both have proven themselves worthy of representing the platform! But now that I think about it—"

"Oh, what's that?"

"Although both Shoulder and Purple are representing their platforms, I think they could easily stand as Korea's representatives."

She, too, grasped their real intentions. Now wasn't the time to compare platforms, but to lift everyone's spirits as one.

Just as intended, the stadium's energy shot even higher.

― As expected of Soyoon-auntie!

― Just look at Jung-caster's experience, lol

― Jung-caster! Jung-caster! Jung-caster! Jung-caster!

― She really hits the truth just right

― Seriously, wherever you put Shoulder and Godple, they'll never disappoint

No one watching could possibly disagree.

And as for "fun,"

― If the performance is this good, the overseas broadcast channels must be going wild

― If you say this isn't fun, are you even human, lol

― Are we comparing entire planets now, not just nationalities?

― To be fair, she's totally right

― Now I'm really curious, so I'm tuning in

Fun on this level was something all humanity could understand.

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