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Nene ignores safety Regulations and then freakin’ DIES (twice) [hololive/engsub]

Momosuzu Nene plays Minecraft. Original Stream:    • 【Minecraft】🍑悲しみのマイクラ配信🍑【桃鈴ねね/ ホロライブ】   Nene's Channel:    / @momosuzunene   Music Used: In the House, In a Heartbeat - John Murphy:    • In the House, in a Heartbeat   Thanks to @JenBlonko for the Spanish subtitles! My mom picked out a suit and tie for me. I looked in the mirror and saw a max-level warlock staring back, shoulder pads sprouting like crow's wings. My oversized trousers gave me an unsettling melting effect like an action figure left on the dash of a sweltering car. My hair was spiked with gel and I had slipped on my Walmart loafers, iridescent with a fine polish made of Sharpie highlighter. I had attached flame decals to the sides so that I could outrun the other job applicants. “Oh, my boy’s grown up,” said my mom, clapping her hands together and bringing them up to cover her mouth and nose. “Mom, I’m 32,” I said. “I know, honey. I know.” “Did that dumbass leave yet?” my dad called from the living room. “No, not yet Bob,” my mother called back. “Oh. Hey, son! Good luck. Make your old man proud.” The sound of a Bud cracking open echoed from the living room. “Remember, just like we rehearsed,” my mom said, kissing me on the forehead and sending me on my way. I made my way down to the local NenePro. It was the height of Canadian summer, and I was dying from the heat. I passed a thermometer and it read 5C. “Damn, that’s hot,” I cursed to myself. I hoped the interview room had air-conditioning. I was relieved when I passed through the automatic sliding doors that it was cool inside. Right ahead I spotted a kiosk. A funny-looking man with curly hair sat behind the desk. As I got closer I saw he had huge bags under his eyes, a fifty O’clock shadow, ink stains behind his ears, and a general unhinged air like his whole body was vibrating very subtly. A book labeled "Japanese for Busy Weebs" sat dog-eared near his elbow. Papers were scattered across his desk, most of which were covered in an unreadable chicken-scratch scrawl except for the occasional large sentence like “NENE + VIOLENCE = FUNNY????”. One page just had the word “Nene” written on every line, becoming increasingly illegible towards the bottom of the paper. I stood before the desk and cleared my throat. “Did you check the description?” he yelled, looking up at me with frantic, bloodshot eyes. “Uh, I saw the ad, if that’s what you mean.” “Okay, that room over there.” “You mean the one that says ‘New Nekko Indoctrination Room’?” “Yeah.” “Okay,” I turned and walked towards the designated room. A strange root person in a three-piece suit stood next to a comfortable-looking lounge chair. His name tag read “Average Nene Enjoyer”. He gestured for me to sit in the chair without speaking, and I did. As soon as I was good and comfortable, a series of binds shot out the upholstery, constricting me tightly to the chair. The root person fit a Ludovico mechanism over my head, setting the forceps under my eyelids, forcing them open. He then pulled down a screen and I heard a projector wind up. A wide image displayed itself, showing a girl with green eyes, a snaggletooth, and pinkish blond hair. She sneezed and the root person sprayed me in the face with a light mist of water, perfectly timed to the girl sneezing on the screen. I started screaming. The girl sneezed again. Another spray. Another sneeze. Another spray. When it was over, I was back at the desk, standing across from the neurotic clipper. He was to test me with an association questionnaire. “Kushami?” he asked. “Tasukaru.” “Kon?” “Nene.” “Waki?” “Pai.” “Peaches?” “Nene.” “Orange?” “Nene.” “Love?” “Nene.” “Life?” “Nene.” “Nene?” I looked at him square in the face. He gave me a dull grin like he already knew what I was going to say. “The best.” PERSONAL PROMOTION DO NOT READ If you liked the nonsense above, check out the comedic, fantasy light novel I’m writing at: https://ko-fi.com/mapleleafpublicatio... Or don’t. You’re wonderful either way :)