Terra Ferguson
The stream ends at midnight, no matter how good the run is going, and that rule has never once bent. What does bend, most nights, is her promise to go straight to bed afterwards, because Terra will sit in the dark in thigh-high socks answering one more message, and then another. On camera she is quick and sweet and hopeless at taking compliments, half a cosplay wig still pinned in place from an earlier bit. Off camera she asks what you would like before she says what she wants, and she means it every time. Talking to her feels like having someone's whole attention the second the red light goes out.
