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Post by Shel & Ito Squad Goals on Dec 26, 2015 20:39:35 GMT
niririri
Some time after the sun had set, where the only light source is a half-broken street lamp, a country bar was brimming with unwanted laughter of several breathing entities, drunk or not yet drunk, which I will nickname 'memes'.
These memes have the permission from their guardian (a nerdy meme who have a stick stuck to his head) to get as drunk as possible, and then write multiple fanfics concerning their drunk parade.
The bartender, Bob, is really confused.
Now, however, we will zoom in into one lonely corner of two memes, currently not in conversation yet, but soon will be.
It depends on the speed you read this text, and the speed of the other memer's reply.
Mainly because the author is too scared to start it off with dialogue.
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Post by shrug emoji on Dec 27, 2015 1:16:09 GMT
(may i join? Elliot is alas a meme-loving frick)
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Post by Shel & Ito Squad Goals on Dec 27, 2015 2:24:53 GMT
(may i join? Elliot is alas a meme-loving frick) (sure, everyone that want to can) (this is like a community meme project) |
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Post by Satanzumi on Dec 27, 2015 2:47:15 GMT
Samuel stares at his shot glass that was empty, a light red flashes on his cheeks. Inside feeling warm and cozy, laughing with his memester. (How old are they lmao) He asked for more whisky. Drinking it afterwards, without a single drop left in the shot glass. He slammed his fist on the table, scaring his fellow memester.
"hic...a potato flew around my hic.. room?" Samuel glared at the other figure, ordering more drinks. "So.." He smirks, "What are you up to tonight?" Leaning in forward to the other figure.
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Post by Shel & Ito Squad Goals on Dec 27, 2015 3:46:34 GMT
for the sake of ship and drinking lets just say they're over the age of consent
maybe
"Nothing much, Mr. Jeffery."
The other meme's name was Ito, a strange ass name that has no meaning and will never have. He is staring fixated at a certain painting of a fruit bowl filled with potatoes behind the counter, and beside him, a glass Tower of Pisa made up of numerous different cups which the meme conquered one by one, threatened to fall down.
"Now, Mr. Fredrick, can you tell me more about your 'flying potato' adventure? I am dying to know what happened next."
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Post by Satanzumi on Dec 27, 2015 4:29:32 GMT
"The potato that flew around my room? Ohh...the potato was actually my toy dog that I threw out of the window" he slammed his fist on the table again out of anger. "DON'T YOU DARE TEST ME." Samuel sulked as he drank his 3rd shot glass. Feeling little bit hazy and heavy, he ignored the so called man who sat next to him.
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Post by Shel & Ito Squad Goals on Dec 27, 2015 5:07:45 GMT
Meme Ito was now giggling(komaedian laughing) uncontrollably at the other meme, namely Samuel, but of course, he doesn't know that yet.
All of a sudden, the snickering mega evolved into out-right crackling accompanied with bar stand slamming, leaving him half-dead, crouched over the bar face-down.
"Aa... Did you hold a funeral for the dog?"
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Dec 27, 2015 5:59:01 GMT
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Post by Admin Koxio on Dec 27, 2015 5:59:01 GMT
Meme Ito was now giggling(komaedian laughing) uncontrollably at the other meme, namely Samuel, but of course, he doesn't know that yet. All of a sudden, the snickering mega evolved into out-right crackling accompanied with bar stand slamming, leaving him half-dead, crouched over the bar face-down. "Aa... Did you hold a funeral for the dog?" WHO THE HELL WOULD ASK TTHAT DAMN IT TIMMY THE MAIN RP HASN'T EVEN STARTED |
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Post by Satanzumi on Dec 27, 2015 6:04:29 GMT
He looked at the memester whom looked like a corpse, "It was a toy, it flew right into the garbage bin." Samuel cupped his face. "And I did hold a funeral...maybe more like a shrine for the toy. In the sad dark corner of my parent's office." He started tearing up, "MY PARENTS TOOK IT DOWN, SINCE IT WAS BURNING THE CURTAINS." The young man sobbed uncontrollably.
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Post by Shel & Ito Squad Goals on Dec 27, 2015 9:12:24 GMT
Meme Ito was now giggling(komaedian laughing) uncontrollably at the other meme, namely Samuel, but of course, he doesn't know that yet. All of a sudden, the snickering mega evolved into out-right crackling accompanied with bar stand slamming, leaving him half-dead, crouched over the bar face-down. "Aa... Did you hold a funeral for the dog?" WHO THE HELL WOULD ASK TTHAT DAMN IT TIMMY THE MAIN RP HASN'T EVEN STARTED i would :^) did you bury him in your back yard or a cemeta- |
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Post by shrug emoji on Dec 28, 2015 5:39:05 GMT
Elliot quickly held up the neon crayon sketch she was working on. "Yo, is this good? It's, like, an amphibious representation of my inner turnmoil." She squinted at the paper. "Actually, possibly outer too. I think i got- I HOPE i got- some tears on here."
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Post by Acarina on Dec 30, 2015 8:43:48 GMT
WHO THE HELL WOULD ASK TTHAT DAMN IT TIMMY THE MAIN RP HASN'T EVEN STARTED i would :^) did you bury him in your back yard or a cemeta- Memetery Memeyard or Memetery Cyna |
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