Chat tell me anything

I woke up feeling like I had just cracked. My neck felt stiff, so I looked around for a moment before I remembered. Oh yeah, I got that stuff from the item shop. Oh yeah, yay. I felt four times stronger. Well, this is interesting. Oh wait, I didn't read the full description. It says this does not contain any downsides. You can read every language and gain all the abilities of 50% god blood. Oh well, this is interesting, I said to myself. I'm going to get out of this place, but first, live stream.

I clicked the live stream button and decided to let the chat tell me what to do. "Guys, seriously, these are the rules," I said. "I'm going to have the chat bot write down the rules. First rule is if you subscribe and like, and you can prove it, then I'll say something. It doesn't matter where or in what situation I am, as long as you do that, I will say whatever you tell me to. If you make a donation over five dollars, I will do whatever you want me to do."

With that in the bottom corner of my stream, I set it up, and there were already a few people watching. The number kept growing and growing. People were telling me to say some obscene things, so I added a new rule: nothing racist. It got to the point where I was having to say hundreds of things at a time. It was getting a little crazy, so I removed the rule and only allowed donations to make me do stuff. To say the least, I did some interesting things. I set up another rule: nothing inappropriate. Also, the chat bot blurred anything inappropriate that I had already done.

Then someone told me to slap the closest person to me. I looked around for a while until I found someone staring at me as I was live streaming. OK, saying "someone" was an understatement. There were like 19 different people, some hiding in trees, some hiding in other interesting places. Anyway, I slapped the closest one to me. Their reaction was as expected—stunned. I didn't slap them very hard, since they didn't specify how hard I had to slap them, but it was enough to stun them.

Someone told him to go butt naked, which he did, but he had to carry pots and pans around his genitals and duct tape them down. It was quite interesting. Then someone else told him to crack an egg over someone's head every time he saw someone, which he also did. Everyone thought there was some crazy maniac running around with no clothes, just pots and pans, cracking eggs over people's heads, and doing crazy stuff like jumping off buildings. Thankfully, not high enough to die, but still enough to get scratches and stuff. He had to add a new rule: nothing suicidal, please. Because right after they told him to jump off a building, someone told him to light a gas canister on fire and sit on it, which he did. They didn't explain how much gas to put in it, so he dumped out half of it, sat on it, took a match, put it inside the gas canister, and it exploded. Thankfully, he had some burn marks, but the pots and pans protected him, and with some regeneration, he was fine.

He kept on doing crazy, obscene things until he closed the stream in 30 minutes. Then he posted a video about it on YouTube and created a bunch of short films about what he did. By the time he was done, it was the middle of the day. He barely ate anything because the chat told him not to or to eat literally dirt or ashtrays and glass. He might have some PTSD from what he's gone through. After closing the stream, he was so tired he decided to take a nap.

He woke up with a mischievous mind, thinking, "I'm going to prank everything in existence." He started with that guy who controls thunder—what was his name again?—and that girl with the shield and spear. Oh yeah, the gods of Greek mythology. Anyway, time to prank the hell out of them. They'll be crying by the time I'm done.

After gaining ultimate power, he shook with excitement and laughed dramatically. He planned to destroy anything weird like harems because they traumatized him. "I hate whenever a good story goes, 'Yay, the main character becomes powerful! Cool, what's next?' and then harem. Well, I'm not going to do that. My story won't drag on for eternity until it makes no sense."

"I'll become the god of chaos, pranks, and whatever else I can think of. The possibilities are endless. Well, I guess it's time to get started. I don't really know how to make this interesting, but I'll start with the thunder guy and then move on. I'll live stream the whole thing because it'll be funny. Look at how many points I have in the shop—200,000,000! I have way too much. There's no way the gods don't know about me."

"First, let's buy the Sharingan from Naruto. Got it. And teleportation ability—the Flying Thunder God technique from Naruto. Both cost a billion. Oh, and it's the three-tomoe Sharingan. I automatically unlock it, and the Mangekyō Sharingan ability has a discount because I bought the Sharingan. That's useful. Now I can get out of any situation. If I need to come back to a place, I can just place a Flying Raijin mark and teleport there."

He opened his eyes, and everything turned red and slowed down. "I can put things in genjutsu and stuff like that. This will be useful for my pranks. I'll start with an easier target first."

He had the perfect person in mind. With his new abilities, he could change people's perceptions. He decided to prank Aphrodite by making her think she was ugly. "That's going to create a whole mess. It'll be hilarious, especially since she's all about beauty. I'll start a live stream. Humans will think I'm pranking someone random because of the mist, but I'll get more points, more power, and cause more chaos. It's a nice infinite loop."

He turned to the camera and said, "Get ready to experience some well-thought-out chaos."

There were two reasons he picked Aphrodite: it would be hilarious and easy. She's always flaunting her beauty, which makes her easy to find. After 20 minutes of searching online and around the Half-Blood Camp, he found where she was likely to be—at a famous modeling show in three days.

He planned to set up his Flying Raijin mark on the stage. When she appeared, he would use his Sharingan to make her and everyone else think she was ugly. The illusion wouldn't last long enough to drive her crazy, but it would surely humiliate her.

I turned to the camera and said, "Well, in about three days, I'm going to prank the world's top model into thinking she's ugly using advanced technology." I closed the stream.

[Author's note: Sorry for not posting for a while. If you have any ideas, I'd love to hear them as I'm running out of my own. I hope you've enjoyed the story so far.]