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< Memetastic

🐬 ZiqwerkelSharda · 🐢 turtlehat · 🐟 fishfritters

🐬 Avocado Ian was sitting with his sister Paula eating some eggple win sauce. Suddenly, they realized how much of a forced meme that was, so they tried to run out of the story real quick, and they almost succeeded too! But suddenly, SHANNON arrived. “Snannon…” Owen said. That isn’t a typo of Ian, it’s actually Owen. He just appeared in the story all of a sudden, and then he’s going to leave because writing other people you know into storys is awkwardddddddddd. Totally didn’t typo Ian as Owen.

Anyway, Shannon arrived. She was the school bully! She was the nastiest person around, and now she was trapping Ian and Paula in a lair of forced memes. “Oh no, I’m going to be late for my cooking class!” said Ian. Paula replied, “what’s the matter with that? It’s not like it’s a good class anyway, all we do is surgeries on grapes and recipes for eggple win sauce win sauce win sauce win sauce win sauce win sauce ME ME BIG BOY”

Ian was horrified. How could Shannon have done this? He despised every fiber of her being. Everything she did was a disgrace against humanity, but this was her worst deed yet. His sister was lost! Lost to the bad memes! She kept spouting them and spouting them, and there was no way out for him. Soon, he would be infected too.

A giant grape appeared behind him. “NO! DON’T FORCE ME INTO THIS MEME TOO! IT’S SO CRINGY!” He turned around to look at Shannon, but her face had turned into Ugandan Knuckles. When she opened her mouth, though, the voice of Drake emanated outwards. “Come… Ian… Embrace the bad memes! It is your destiny!” Ian panicked, and kicked through the grape, jumping through it to try to escape. He wondered how he had the leg strength to do that considering he had no legs, but then he noticed… rabbit legs! Very overweight rabbit legs! It was… it was Chungus!

“NOT CHUNGUS!” Ian screamed in terror. He had to find the core! What was the power source? Through what method was Shannon doing these horrible acts? He jumped with his horrifying rabbit legs, but smashed into a locker.

“Normal school stuff? At least this means I’m out of the realm of bad memes… was that all a hallucination?” Ian pondered. Perhaps Shannon had just spiked that eggple win sauce Paula had cooked up for him… at least, that’s what he thought, until he turned around again. Paula had the face and giant forehead of Jacksfilms, and her entire body was made out of eggple win sauce! Ian screamed. If only there was someone who could help him…

“Need a hand?” Ian turned around, only to encounter… who but W.B. Mason whimself?! “What a surprise! I didn’t expect to meet someone like you here, sir,” vocalized Ian. “Can you help me out of this mess? My legs are already giant fat rabbit ones, and I fear I might be completely turning into a smorgasboard of terrible memes soon.”

Mr. Mason gasped. “Oh, no, that’s not good! Who did this? Also, you do realize I teach here, right? How did you not notice me before now?” Ian shrugged. “I dunno, I guess I just thought you delivered paper here all the time.” Mr. Mason looked at him dumbfounded. “But I am literally the principal!”

🐢 “Look, we need to stay on task,” Ian snapped, getting angrier every second. “First we need to think about what could have caused this. And we better do it quick, too; I don’t want to become an outdated loser!”

“Yes...” said Mr. Mason suavely, stroking his moustache. “It’s likely someone who knows a great deal about memes, but only knows them after they’ve been out of style for a few weeks. Do you know anyone like that?”

“No sir, I only browse Reddit, and their memes are only bested in freshness by 4chan.”

Both sat thinking for a while when another old meme started showing up on Ian’s body. Around his head he noticed a bunch of colorful text with bad grammar in Comic Sans MS popping up around his head! “Mr. W. B.! It’s happening again!”

“Oh, dear! That’s not good at all. We need to think harder.” Suddenly Mr. Mason sat up quickly and yelled, “That’s it! I knew who the culprit is!”

“Really?” Ian yelled, sitting up to be about half his idol’s height, “Who is it?”

“There’s no other place… Who but the people at Hollywood? I’ve delivered paper to them before, and they’re about the least internet-literate people I’ve ever seen! They made a movie about Unicode characters before, you know.”

“Then let’s go there right now! What are we waoitng fo—” Ian was stopped, as techno music began playing in the background. His arms became forced into a cool victory pose, which he couldn’t escape from! “AAJ KAR TOPIC HAI D SE DAB DAB DA DAB DA DAB DAB DAB DAB” he yelled through screams of torment. “Good Lord! (he means hector :3)” yelled WB Mason, “We need to go to Hollywood right now and see what they can do about your bad meme infection!! I know they must be the cause behind it!”

🐟 Ian yote Warner Brothers Mason through the sky, following a parabolic trajectory. WB landed on a chicken in the backyard of Holly Wood. “Ah, how nice of you to DROP BY!!!!!” said Holly and she slapped her knee as Demoman from Team Fortress 2 said “Oh, it slaps me on the knee!”. “Holly this isn’t time for jokes” said WB. “I have a very serious me me infection and it must be fixed.”. Holly was about to prescribe the cure for mem disease but then NORIAKI TENMEI GUANGLI KAKYOIN showed up wearing his sunglasses, as well as Sex Pistol #4 earings in addition to his cherries. He started being super creepy and spying on Koichi’s sercret secxs lyf but Fugo got super annoyed and dragged him back to where they were filmin gthe Eyes of Heaven movie. Ian arrived in his shwifty HOT RED FERRARI and did the Fortnight default dance while the car Tokyo drifted off and crashed into a wall abd burtst into flames. Holly gave Ian the pills for curing the disease but the bottle had been ,elted by the flames! So they had to go forraging for the materials to make the cure! But there was a cow nearby so they milked it with an iron bucket and Ian drank the milk and he got cured!