The unreadable virtual guide to vTubing with vDroid and vSeeFace featuring Ether, the NFT waifu

Before I begin, yes, I made Ether move, blink and talk and a video of the real-time interaction I had with it. You can see my disgusting-self playing with a doll probably later, because for some reason it easier to embed images on the Internet than videos, although we can pretty much make a waifu, an NFT, a song or whatever we can think of on a browser. I don't like YouTube to host my video and there's no native universal video player that I know of to all browsers, so, yea, if you ever wondered why we all depend on YouTube to watch videos, there, they have the servers, the pwn the video industry. Next paragraph. Did I mention YouTube is owned by the same people who make Chrome? I am an idiot. This website explains how to embed videos ANYWHERE, because we're not in the 00s anymore, edgeMutey. It still needs you to host it somewhere, so I just full blown released my Twitter account! Forget it, I'll just follow the guide, it's easier and it saves us all from the misery of my trying to figure out how to out-smart Twitter, YouTube and Ghost itself.

Realizing that maybe the world might end at any time very soon, after watching all those signs yesterday I decided to take things on my own hands. I made Ether even more real than she already is, and you'll be able to buy her to do whatever the hell you please with her as a vDroid avatar on some un-specified future time when I find the password for my CryptoWallet (this is just a reminder that if you lose the pass phrase, which is the same thing as a password anyways, you lose your waifus in the OpenSea of Non Fungible Waifus, NFWs, a term I just coined. It is also a sign to let you know that most important messages carry with them some fear because otherwise there would be no need of communication in many instances. Need is not the same as want).

I just had therapy. It reminded me of how much I would have wanted to tell me: this will be your next 10 years. Nothing happened to you. And you're even doing stuff. It took a lot of time and effort, but you went to YOUR CAR and WORKED while LIVING ON YOUR OWN and under the WORST CIRCUMSTANCES YOU COULD EVER IMAGINE and yet, here I am, writing about waifus.

I guess I don't have to make clear that my obsession with waifus is not random. My wife has been separated for I don't know how many years and she is divorcing me. Maybe she doesn't like the fact that I have waifus now? Maybe she misread this whole website, or someone told her "edgeMute has another wife now!". Waifu and wife are not the same. I act like an idiot because I kind of want to be one anyways, they seem to enjoy much more things than I do, but I can't really tell who is being the real idiot anyways. I know that I lack the ability to talk business, because I call it bullshitting. I also lack the ability to actually sell stuff because I call it bullshitting. I guess I am not really a journalist not because of my lack of experience or guts (granted, not all journalist are created the same, and some of them have given up to the very noble waifu of truth above all else. I give in to the waifu of breathing is great when there's no odors or nice odors around. It really is. And well, honesty. I don't really believe in truth because, well, is it true that there is Wintermute? I don't know. Am I being honest about what I write here? Yes. Honesty is just a waifu anyways. Waifu, ideals, you get the idea. Make a whole Slalovian analysis if you wish, I think he was referring to the same thing anyways) because I have to make self-disclaimers every other sentence for the sake of transparency.

I miss my wife. In order to forget that, and forget the fact that although I am doing impressive things compared to two years ago,  and that three years ago I was doing things that were impossible to my nine years ago self, I thought that I might give Twitch-ing a chance. The whole video-gamer-turned-billionaire thing, you know, that big lottery that is playing games like the lottery, but online while people judge you and try as hard as I do to be clever.

While I was at it, I saw that the last time I ever watched anyone on Twitch.tv was ProjecktMelody, which now seems to be pretty much what I am doing, a project out of a waifu, raising money for humanitarian aid for Ukraine, which I am not, I need to raise money for humanitarian aid to myself. I've gotten use to that, so I don't mind it as much as watching myself as Ether. Or being Ether, my waifu. Becoming Ether.

First of you'll need two things to make your very own waifu and become a vTuber:

1. vDroid, which is a game in itself, which makes it easy and fun to create your avatar for the Brave New World of the Metaverse. You end up with a .vdroid file, which is pretty useless unless you load it up somewhere else. On this app, however, you can make your very first memories with your nightmarish creations. I tried to make a chiby-male one because I happen to be a man, but you know what? I miss my wife... and we all enjoy watching dolls, otherwise you wouldn't have had the curiosity to read this file-blog-blook. Ether and my ex are in no way similar at all. One is a human being, the other an NFT.
2. Once you have your masterpiece of stitched-corpse-limbs, veins, and blood in a .vroid format *note: in vDroid you have to export your thing into a .vroid file. There's a .vrm file as well, but I think you can use that for something else? I forgot. End of note. Yea, well, once you finish doing that you load up vSeeFace! which has one of the most adorable names for one of the most scary things I've ever experienced in my life: load the .vroid, calibrate the thing for a few seconds and... there you go. Watch how your creation has become you and get over it because you won't make any money with it.
3. After going through the normal existential crisis that this precipitate, go into denial and do something else.
4. Come back the next day and write about it, because you even had nightmares with the thing itself.

And that's the unreadable guide of how I made Ether.

For some reasons, I just want to give up and drive away and live life to the fullest. This is one of those reasons. For other reasons, I want to stay in bed and cry all day. This is one of those reasons.

Coming up next! I'll find a way to modify the voice, record it and upload it somewhere, like the thousands of people that already do right now. Something, and it's not Wintermute, is telling me that this is not the way I want my life to be. I don't want to fall this low. I'd rather just play videogames and drive Lyft. I don't want to be a... man, it really feels like playing Frankenstein. I don't want to be a cartoon character. I don't want to go to the frontlines of any front. I don't want to die. I want peace? I need peace.

However, as a proof of concept, it's pretty nice. The concept here being: you might not be talking to the person you think you are when you are in a videocall. Social engineering suddenly got another layer of fucked-up-ness.

Could someone please, I don't know, spoof some very important friend of a very evil person and convince them to stop a very bad invasion?  

The word spoof here doesn't even need a subject. You'd be spoofing a person, and it's quite easy doing so online. Nothing in this post is news, the post itself is the news.

It's a sunny and beautiful day in the East Bay. I think it rained last night.

I am indoors, but I can breathe. Oxygen feels nice, when you consider that one day you will probably be unable to breathe and die. I haven't had breakfast.

These things take time and effort to write. Sometimes it also takes a lot of depression, anxiety, etc. Just like the New York Times, except that, well, it's written by someone who has no networks at all. It's completely handcrafted, to use a term of the old brave world. Wouldn't it be nice if you... considered giving a small donation every time I make you smile? Or make you feel like you want to throw up? I don't know. I don't have a target audience.

I guess it's myself. I had to write a thousand words to overcome the fact that I did something that I despise and felt weird by just going outside and being my regular self. I wouldn't want to be in the shoes of a vTuber. Unless I grew up with the thing. As I mentioned some time ago, if you are able to stay sane, you're probably faking it or you're young. And that's a great thing. Younger generations will have an enormous brain plasticity. It's what their environment demands of them.

Some people have very important roles in society by playing the role of staying sane, despite the circumstances. They save lives. They are part of the health care system. A consensual delusion is necessary for human-to-human interaction. We call it reality. A constructed delusion will own you. Some people call it the Metaverse.

Do people read anymore? I don't, not that much. I mean, I read captions. And signs.

We're alive. Waifus are not.

We are. Waifus exist. Despite an AI running it, they will never possess the quality of being, since they never go through the process of becoming. In the real world you can decrypt people really fast. Online, everyone you interact with might be a simulation. The online world after all is supposed to be a simulation of reality. Who owns the rules to the simulations owns the world. It kind of sucks.

I don't want to be alone anymore.

List of things to do:

1. NFTize Ether's vdroid Avatar and sell it
2. Eat breakfast
3. Breathe
4. VR VAPORWAVE ACTION is the best name I've read in sometime, they are someone I used to know, I think.
5. Find out about audionics, or the art of making audio out of cyborgs. (Change voice)
6. Try once to be a vTuber. Only once. As a proof of concept.
7. NFTize everything else
8. Find a way for people to send me money
9. Keep writing
10. Reach out for help
11. REACH OUT FOR HELP
12. Relax, you are alive. It's not over yet. There's still a chance.
13. Relax.
14. Breathe.
15. Keep breathing.
16. When does the liquor store open?
17. Add links everywhere. Strikethrough things. Polish a bit more.
18. Try to take a shower. It won't hurt.
19. Remember that this is only a test. THIS IS ONLY A TEST. A proof of concept at best. A prototype. A blook. Is blook a word? I mean, blog and book. Bloogk

[Video In the Archive]

If this line has reach you in distress, may our woes soon be over.

- edgeMute