They made a meme outta you.
You're officially famous.
I am almost certain I am more famous than whoever these two random-ass Minecraft people are. Fucking Christian Slime-guy and yellow knight.
You guys think I'm crazy, but I'm not. It doesn’t matter if they’re getting 20 million views per video. The Minecraft YouTuber ecosystem is bountiful, but completely self-circulating. A closed-loop. Every other month, a new guy shows up with four million fresh subscribers, and every other month, another fades into complete irrelevance. They're anchored by Minecraft, and cannot live without it. As these bursts of fame pop into existence, I am there, living to watch them die. And die they do. Time and time again. Only the strongest of them push beyond the Minecraft-event horizon, so few that I can name them on one hand. I retain a static, slow-burning relevance fueled by word of mouth, screenshots, message boards, voiceover videos, and colloquialisms, like a folktale passed down through generations, I persist.
but it’s yaoi ☹️
