Pop Quiz Meme Novels & Stories

Mentions, messages, tags. My stomach tightened as I opened one. It was a meme caricature of my old picture. There was a poop emoji on top of my head, my brown eyes were replaced with a red laser, and a boldly written text on the picture said ‘SLUT’. I groaned and locked my phone immediately. But it was too late. I’d already seen it. Another buzz. Then another. Curiosity got the better of me again. I saw a particular message from a private page in my DM.

, Meme says. We all nod in agreement. “Let’s start simple. What’s Lala’s favorite color”? Everyone writes pink! Then we flip the boards to face Meme. “See, you both get a point! Easy peasy. Now wipe your boards. When is Lala’s birthday”? Again, we both get the answer right! “See you’re getting it. “What regents exam did Lala score the highest on her senior year of high school”? What the fuck kind of question is that? We didn’t go to high school with her! Amory is all about numbers though, so I write math. When we flip our boards, Meme laughs, “so close yet so far. No point awarded”!

]** The Black Gold VIP’s comments were different, with CoolGuy’s words glowing in golden text. **[User_8: This gossip is coming in fast! Host, quick, explain! I love watching!]** **[User_9: No way, I was just thinking about going to Harmony Clinic for a consultation.]** **[Happy_LifehappWifE: Eating popcorn!]** Facing all these comments, Amelia smirked and directly initiated a video call, bringing Handsome CoolGuy onto the screen.

“I was wondering if you were still alive after all those blowjobs!” Mel bellows. Lee’s jaw falls open so far, I’m worried it might dislocate. He looks like he’s just been handed the world’s worst life quiz. “The shooter, not the —” I hiss, scrambling to clarify, “— not the sexual thing!” “Ohhh,” Lee croaks, though he still looks like he’s reconsidering every choice that led him here. “Who’s this little popsicle?” Kiara swoops in, cheeks glowing, and squishes Lee’s face between her palms like he’s a particularly adorable dumpling.

Oh, he’s going to be quiet now? Me: I didn't even know you knew what those were. Ian Quinn: Emojis? Me: Yes. Ian Quinn: LOL. Just to needle him some more, I’m smiling as I type back. Me: Ah, you know acronyms too, this is interesting. Ian Quinn: What is? Me: People like you never know what LOL means. Ian Quinn: People like me? Me: Yeah, old people. The text shows the bubbles appear and disappearing, did I manage to make the great Ian Quinn speechless? I laughed under my breath, feeling quite pleased with myself. Take that Quinn. Finally, his reply pops in and I wasn’t holding my breath.

She pushed past him. He didn’t follow this time. He didn’t know how to. --- Ave — One Hour Later, Her Dorm The post hit the group chat first. A grainy video clip: Ave and Blake, mid-kiss, with the robotics table in the background. Caption: > “Oh, so that’s why they win all the challenges…” 👀💋 #LabLove” The likes were already past 100. Someone reposted it to the school’s meme page. Someone else added a remix with sound effects.

Mei said, “about half the posts are people yelling that pups aren’t property. Your speech is getting traction.” “Great,” Lyra said. “I always wanted to be meme‑quoted in between cat videos and conspiracy threads.” Mei’s gaze flicked to her phone again, lips thinning. “There’s a thread,” she said slowly, “where some genius is zooming your block photos. ‘Spot the laundromat,’ ‘track the route,’ that kind of thing. Harris and Rhea are already playing whack‑a‑mole with it, but it’s out there.”

Chloe_awesome_scott (Chloe) What is it, Soph? Are you okay? I_pooped No! I need you guys! Yes_you_suck (Mia) Istg, if this is a joke; you are a dead meat, Sophia. Chloe_awesome_scott Are you okay though, Soph? Is something wrong? I_ pooped Um...yeah, something is very wrong. Cereal_killer Spill. What is it? I_pooped I am bored. Chloe_awesome_scott ... Yes_you_suck You can consider yourself dead.

Lia screamed, her voice cracking. The horror in her eyes wasn't just from the danger, but from witnessing such an atrocity against food. This is my Indomie! You're not getting it! Bima shouted, scrambling back, pulling Lia with him. Lia, he's insane! He's obsessed with making the most extreme content! [System Suggestion: Use your 'Meme Creator Skill'! Create a meme that belittles the BOSS Zombie's content! This can disrupt his focus!] Meme Creator? Bima thought fast.

I said, looking over at her and smiling. “Thank you girl,” she said as she sniffed. “I....really...,” she hesitated. “I know,” I interrupted her. “I got you.” Poppie smiled a weak smile. She was almost 100% but not quite there yet. I wanted her to be at her best because I knew she would do well. “Thanks,” “You hungry?” I asked. “Yeah,” she responded questionably. “You wanna smoke?” I asked, passing her the blunt I had rolled on the table. “It might help with your appetite.”