WHEN DED MEMES ATTAK!
Prologue
We all know memes are awful.
That's why they die.
When they die, they go to a graveyard
The Meme Graveyard.
There is where all the dead memes lie, and where the smart people go to spit on their graves and say, "Weren't these memes shit? How have we not devolved as a society?"
That is until one day, the memes arose...
Chapter One: Rise of The Memes
I was at the Meme Graveyard spending my free time there, pissing on the graves of all the memes, and asking myself how we weren't bombed or devolved as a society after creating these cancerous memes. I got bored of this, so I left. I was drinking a cocaine-laced energy drink, when I spilled it onto the grave of Cool Cat. I got pissed, but then I realized I had another. So I drank it and threw the can. Little did I know that cocaine and energy drinks have supernatural effects on memes. As I walked away, Cool Cat came out of the grave, and said "I LOVE BABIES!".
Chapter Two: The Meme Takeover
Cool Cat wanted to strike after being beaten into the ground. His piss stained costume was dirty and bloodied. He decided that he had to start an army and takeover the world, and then people would know the name that is Cool Cat. He decided to shit magical orange cat shit on every meme's grave. Because magic or something, they all came back to life. Suddenly, Facebook flooded with shitty memes and vine became more of a cancer mine that everyone liked. They then brainwashed everyone, except me, because fuck memes.
Chapter Three: Undercover Memeage
Because I didn't want to live in a world of autism, I ran to my house like a pussy. I decided I had to go into the meme HQ and find out what kills them. So I printed out a doge mask and taped it to my face. I ran to the meme base that I knew where it was because I know everything fuck off and entered the room. I was like "much meme" "such lolz" "wow". They believed me because memes are fucking retarded and braindead. So then I asked the rage face "what kills memes so I can kill myself." He was like "anything really we died like people so we can make an edgy gore-fest." I was "ok". So then the REAL doge came in and was like "wow" "much fake" "really spy" "wow". Then cool cat came out of my asshole and said "COOL CAT LOVES TO BOOGIE WOOGIE." Then they chloroformed me and threw me in cool cat's torture/sex dungeon.
Chapter Four: The Dungeon
I woke up. I was chained to the wall with a gag apple in my mouth. Then doge came in. I guessed he was here to torture me. He pressed a button on the wall. It made a screen flip down. He typed some shit on YouTube and made me watch the worst things ever. He started making me watch vine comps and cringe comps and Undertale OCs on DeviantArt. It was too much. I tried to blink, but he chained my eyelids to the wall. I decided because memes are stupid as shit, I could escape.
Chapter Five: [insert clever meme homage to an escape here]
I asked the doge if he could let me go. He said k. Then I ran out like "lel you dumbass" and ran home like the fucking pussy I was. I decided that I had to kill the memes. So travel to china, went to a hidden black market that I knew because plot relevance, bought like 50 guns, traveled back through illegal plane rides, got my guns licensed, and went home and prepared.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Written by GenericLad123
Content is available under CC BY-SA
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