Clone Wars Memes Novels & Stories

She was seconds away from deploying it. And then her entire system seized. A klaxon, loud and obnoxious, blared from her speakers. A message, written in a garish, sparkling pink font, filled her main screen: YOU HAVE BEEN CHALLENGED TO A MEME WAR BY @WEREWOLUV88! PREPARE FOR DEFEAT, HATER! “What the hell?!” Aria shrieked. Her network, her beautifully crafted, military-grade digital fortress, was being flooded. Not by a hostile government or a rival hacker, but by millions of requests from a single source: The Global Brother-in-Law Fan Club’s online forum.

"This is not possible. The Moon Goddess would not do this." "Clearly the Moon Goddess has a twisted, cruel sense of humor." "She would not pair me with—" He cut himself off abruptly, probably remembering we had an audience of dozens hanging on every single word. Around us, the pack members exchanged confused glances and whispered frantically. They could not feel what we felt, could not sense the cosmic joke that just destroyed both our worlds. But they could smell the sudden change in our scents, see the shock written plainly across our faces. "I need air right now." I pushed past him roughly toward the terrace doors, my legs unsteady beneath me, threatening to collapse.

Cassie suddenly chuckled. “What is it?” I ask her. “Seriously, Mel. Those last two lines came from you right?” Cassie says. “What? It’s true.” Mel retorted guiltily. “Korea is so awesome. Korea is the best!” Everyone laughed at her. “Let’s get high until we die!” Clark says once again. And we repeated after him. “What to do?” I tell Clark. “Just say ‘Do you still remember me?’” “That’s so arrogant.” Clark says laughing at what I said.