Ghost leaned back, grinning at his camera. "Hey Miller, check your pocket."
"Alright chat," he whispered into his headset, the viewer count ticking up toward 50k. "The admins on this 'Serious RP' server are on a massive power trip. They banned a kid yesterday for 'bad driving.' It’s time to show them what a real problem looks like."
As the screen finally faded to black with the "Connection Closed" message, Ghost’s chat exploded. He’d been banned, but the clip of a furious, screaming admin being outplayed by a "god" was already viral.
"What’s the matter, Chief?" Ghost taunted, firing a single bullet that clipped Miller’s hat but left him alive. "Thought you were the law around here?"
"Pull over, or we will use lethal force!" Miller’s voice boomed over the megaphone, dripping with self-importance. "Catch me if you can, Officer Buzzkill," Ghost laughed.
Ghost fired a flare gun directly at Miller’s feet, lighting the admin’s avatar on fire in the middle of the 'safe zone.' "You’re so salty you’re practically flammable, man. Thanks for the content."