Boom Trolls Novels & Stories

Cassie followed her departing silhouette with her eyes with the tray of food still in her hand. She shifted her attention back to her Phone and responded to the text messages. … “Don, the containers are stolen.” One of Tobias’ workers got in his office and blunted out the news. “What the fuck are you talking about?” Tobias frowned Upon hearing this. “The container with the Coke was stolen last night. Ten of our people are dead with one survivor.” He said while adjusting his eye glass on his nose. He was shaking like a leaf and getting ready to be shot with his boss.

I stared at her wide eyed, “you're saying it's my fault? Those things are supposed to be my private thoughts! They had no business reading it or even in class!” Tasha groaned, “sorry but I can't handle pity parties so, clean yourself up.” She walked away and I just watched in awe. I knew it all along. No one, not even my sister loves me. It was clear how much she enjoyed watching them humiliate me. My phone had been buzzing with notifications since I walked out of class, I picked it up to see the notifications coming from I*******m. I was tagged in so many videos and pictures of me. The most viral one had the caption: "WHEN YOU'RE SO DESPERATE FOR ATTENTION, YOU'LL DO ANYTHING😂” #JOKERGIRL

Use your 'Meme Creator Skill' to provoke the Vlogger BOSS and the Twitchers into fighting! "Meme Creator?" Bima thought quickly. What could trigger a fight between the Zombie Food Vlogger BOSS and the Tunnel Twitchers? Food. Content. Rivalry. He looked at the Vlogger BOSS, then at the Twitchers. Twitchers ate carcasses. The Vlogger BOSS reviewed rotten meat from his freezer. That was it! "Hey, you rotten vlogger!" Bima shouted, his voice hoarse but loud. The Vlogger BOSS turned, his camera focusing on Bima.

" Mom's assistant stepped forward with the documents I'd asked him to gather about Tyson's studio two days ago. I took the stack of papers and threw them at Tyson. The evidence of his hiring paid trolls, manipulating public opinion, and cyberbullying people was scattered everywhere. "Take a good look at all the disgusting things you've done under the guise of being a 'fraud buster'. "Solana, do you really think those 'fake heirs' that he 'exposed' were really gold diggers trying to scam people out of their money? No! They were all innocent, ordinary people who suffered for no reason!

"That's your homework. Forget whatever the teachers give you." "Okay," Sam choked, feeling as if his throat was on fire. He made a mental note to buy a pack on the way home, as well as a tonne of mouthwash so his meddling mother wouldn't find out. She was one of those typical boomer generation people—terrified of cancer like it was waiting behind every corner to jump out and tear the organs from her body. Sam suspected most of the hype and warnings were just fearmongering. Last week they said bacon caused cancer too, and a world without bacon wasn't a place he wanted to live.

Kenna laughed, “I know everything, Blob Alyson. The fact that a fat, disgusting wretch like you thinks that she can stand besides Leon is hilarious. You can’t even cheer him up because you are too big.” My face turned red, and the entire hall roared with laughter. “A kiss, she kissed Leon?” “That’s not possible. She probably forced herself on him.” “Yeah, look at how big she is. Why would anyone want to kiss her?” “I’d rather eat vomit. I can’t even picture how annoying it would have been for Leon.” Everyone had something to say, and no one considered how harsh their words were. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palm.

Then came the final blow: the competition staff announced that my robot contained large amounts of flammable and explosive materials, implying I had planned to sabotage the event and had blown myself up in the process. I knew every wire and bolt of that machine. I hadn’t put anything like that inside. The statement destroyed me. As I was expelled from school and vilified online, my parents were doxxed. Strangers sent funeral wreaths to their home, splashed paint on their door, and screamed that they deserved to die for raising a monster like me.

One of Stella's fans lamented: [The website crashed before I even got to see it. Another person said: [This is the power of Stella's loyal fans. With just one sentence from Stella, we can overwhelm a website.] Where there were fans, there would be a unique social circle. Soon, one of Stella's haters commented: [Stella's fans are so awesome. They crashed someone else's website and they're here gloating about it. How disgusting!] One of Stella's fans responded: [Are you blind? Or can't you understand human language?] Another said: [This kind of brainless trolling is truly disgusting.]

knock it off Luna: susie stop replying and Toby STOP IT Toby: *typing more* Luna: STOP this is why imma block YOUU Toby: *blocks luna* Luna: BLOCKS TOBY BACK fucking bITch

Jackson only stayed a short while before leaving in a hurry. An hour later, Lumina's phone vibrated as it promoted today's trending topic. She looked at it, and she instantly started to shake with rage. It was the video from two days ago in the abandoned warehouse, showing her being forced to swallow cigarettes and sand. The title read: "So Satisfying! The Bully Gets Bullied Back!" In just one hour, the video had millions of views and countless comments. "Heard she's the bully who lured the Agriculture University's most beautiful girl to the roof and pushed her off three years ago!"