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“It was so intense, I- I didn’t think I’d be able to survive, but I used all my courage to make sting proud, and debated my heart out, I got so worked up and angry over it, but I think I won…” Rogue explained to his future self, “Then whenever I went to see how sting felt about my performance, he was singing with all the others, and I’m pretty sure he called me his sweet caroline! Whatever that means…”
Frogue’s cat ears perked up and he let out a little squeal, “Aaagh!!!! I think he likes you! You did so well…”
The two of them glanced aside and blushed. Fresh entered the room, feeling sleepy and wanting to sleep on someones lap, they looked to the two Rogue’s. Who was fresh supposed to choose? their owner or, well, their other owner? Frogue picked up on this in his moment of glancing aside and looked to Progue, “I have something I need to tell you, but first, we should probably sit a bit closer so Fresh can sit on both our laps at once…”
Progue blushed so intensely at this, he looked to fresh, then to Frogue, then to Fresh, then to Frogue. In his flustered mess of a mood, he just curled up into a ball on his seat and didn’t say anything. Frogue took this chance and placed fresh on his lap anyway, “Well, if you’re sure… Anyway, what I wanted to talk with you about, you know how I talked with you about maybe teaching you about being an ASMRtist…”
A loud crash was heard throughout the room as Progue fell off his chair in shock.
“Great!” Frogue, in his strength of being part catboy part vampire, easily lifted Progue back onto his seat, before promptly taking out a laptop Progue was completely unaware of. Unfortunately, Progue was too dazed from the prior news and the contact he had with his future self, that he didn’t see Frogue’s password.
“This, is dragontube, where all good ASMRtists upload their public content…” Frogue clicked a few buttons, moving to his profile. “And this is my channel… Frog ASMR, short for Frogue ASMR. It’s not very popular yet since its new, I only have 1 subscriber, but my videos still get lots of views and comments from them, so I’m happy for them… How about I show you some of the videos?”
Progue nodded excitedly, though nervous at how his mental state might be affected by it as a result. Progue scrolled through the videos that were released so far. His most popular video was, “[ASMR ROLEPLAY] Your catboyfriend from the future comes back in time to save you [M4M]” With 30 views. He scrolled on past that one, “It’s an art form, you know, all of these are based on personal experiences… well, maybe some of them were just dreams, but that counts too.”
The mouse stops on a particular video and plays it, the title of said video was enough to fluster Progue, “[ASMR ROLEPLAY] Your adopted catboy falls in a cardboard box and can’t get out [M4M] [PURRING] [EMOTIONAL]” Thankfully, it was a short 5 minute video.
A soothing voice faded in from the low-quality speaker that serenaded Progue’s ears, a quiet, soft voice, “Today I get to stay at home all day, so I wonder what I’m going to- (Gasp) woah, is that a box? It’s so big… Maybe my brother got some new books I could read… (the speaker let out little grunts of concentration that left Progue swooning)” It was so masterfully done, the dialogue was amazing, the voice was stunning, then, a tactful pause left the room in silence, before a slightly high pitched, muffled voice called, “Daaaaaad…” followed by the sound of claws scratching against cardboard. Absolute cinema. The rest of the story followed this poor catboy character trying their best to get out of the evil cardboard box, getting so close to getting out, only to tip it over and end up trapped with the box on top of him instead of how It was. This tragic tale ends with the protagonist beginning to purr, as they get used to their prison and find comfort in its isolation.
Progue was nearly in tears by the end of it, Frogue put a reassuring arm around his past self, “It’s okay, it isn’t real… don’t worry…” Frogue lets go to avoid getting flustered, he’s meant to be the professional teacher here, getting flustered simply wouldn’t do. With a clear of his throat, he closed out of the video, “Sadly, the industry isn’t all catboys and rainbows… it’s a cruel industry where the famous get all the views… here’s my number one rival…” Progue let out a gasp, and with unexpected speed, Frogue types the name of the rival into the search bar and clicks on the first result.
“Scarlet ASMR…” he hisses, “She has 1 million subs and lots of viewers…” scrolling through the videos, Progue could see why she was popular, ‘[ASMR ROLEPLAY] Your sexy maid berates you for failing your exams [F4A]’, ‘[ASMR ROLEPLAY] A Barista flirts with you for tips [F4A]’, ‘[ASMR ROLEPLAY] MILF Step-mom refuses to pay child support [F4A]’, ‘[ASMR ROLEPLAY] Your girlfriend reads dragon lore to help you sleep [F4A]’ . It really seemed she covered everything, maybe Frogue also did one about reading dragon lore to him, that would be nice…
“Anyway…” Frogue said, continuing on, “Now that you understand the industry, lets get to the best part, recording the ASMR itself. I have a list of ideas here and I’ll choose the one I think is best suited for you. Who knows, maybe if you become as good as me at this, we could open a Patragon account and make real money from this! Now, lets see what ideas we have…” Frogue took out a comically large whiteboard, holding it out before him and looking at the ideas from an angle that meant Progue couldn’t see what it said.
“Here! Perfect! Nyah!” Frogue exclaimed, before taking out a microphone and setting it before Progue. Before he knew it, he was already being recorded. Stuttering into the mic, he glanced at the idea underlined… ‘[ASMR ROLEPLAY] Your human boyfriend gives you an ear inspection while you drive [M4A][NEKO LISTENER]’
Progue was clueless, he didn’t know what to do for this, he didn’t like being put on the spot like this, it made him blush and nya. He needed guidance here, and guidance he got, as Frogue began to make surprisingly realistic traffic sounds with his mouth. Progue began to speak his mind, “U- um, hello, my wonderful sti- boyfri- romantic relationship haver… This car sure is nice… Oh no, your ear, you have a little something in your ear… let me just take off my seatbelt and lean over and…” this was too embarrassing, but too invigorating, the shock and uniqueness of the situation left him feeling exhilarated, is this what adrenaline felt like? He leaned closer to the mic and-
BONK!
It was too much for him, he fainted and headbutted the mic, falling very unconscious.
“P- progue? Are you okay? I- I got good news…”
Opening his eyes, he saw a familiar face, his own, but cooler, and from a different future. He rubbed his head and sat up. “Nyow… what is it?”
“Well… I uploaded your recording and… it got 2 views! Look at the comment they left…”
The comment was amazing… all of Progue’s worries about it being received poorly blew away as he read the comment. ‘Slept so quickly to this I had 2 wake up and listen to it again. Great vid’ from a mysterious user named ‘StingDaMan5’
Progue shot to his feet and the adrenaline got to him again, immediately collapsing onto the bed and falling asleep, but at least he fell asleep happy.
Meanwhile, Sting Eucliffe lay in his bed, sleeping like a rock as he listened to his favourite underrated ASMR channel’s newest video on loop.