Novel & Cerita So Anyway I Started Blasting Meme

“There will be no traces of the things posted about you online anymore.” I nodded. “Great. That would send a message across to them that we are out for war.” I knew some of the videos would still surface later, but at least this was a clear message to Clayton that I was finally acting out. “Great. Now, I want you to post the part where he said, ‘I need you to kill them all,’ online. I want Clayton’s face bold. Make it into a meme, a short, and any form that would pass the message across to everyone.”

* he said to me smiling. *Oh Shit!,* I am in a lot of trouble now, I am highly sexual and my mind goes to places that would make a p**n star blush. Oh goddess now I'm thinking of his arms around me and what does his lips taste like... He busted out laughing, which got Blaze's attention and he joined us by the fire. "are you doing that mind thing again?" he asked Storm, he just smiled, "She started it," Now he's looking at me.. I just put my head down, smiling behind my hair and Storm knew it too, *Stop you're going to get me in trouble,* I told him.

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.

Sofia, swinging the latest smartphone in her hand, pointed at the maliciously zoomed-in photo and bent over with laughter. "Carter, look at her. She's hideous." "That twisted expression... doesn't exactly scream future Donna of the Rossi family, does she? Honestly, it's a turn-off." At her words, Carter raised an eyebrow. He was fiddling with an expensive lighter as he looked at the meme Sofia had just sent to his phone. "See the lengths I go to for you?" "To be honest, I didn't want you seeing such a bloody scene. But since you wanted to film it as a memento, I let you have your way."

I started blushing again like a maniac. ~~~~ ❤️

The sound of a raw blow hit Aiden's left jaw. "Agh!" Aiden's eyebrows furrowed, his eyes widening with anger in his eagle-like gaze. He opened his mouth wide and moved his lower jaw. "Let's fight right now, don't hold back," Gito challenged Aiden. Aiden shook his head. His jaw throbbed from the blow Gito had delivered. Gito punched Aiden's left chest. Aiden was pushed back by his father's powerful punch. Despite Gito being twice Aiden's age, his strength was still formidable, especially since he had a hobby of boxing.

To my surprise, I found Zoe sitting in the front row, her posture straight and composed. Aside from the surveillance camera installed in the corner, another camera was mounted near her desk. Every move she made was being recorded. I noticed Zoe's method of memorizing vocabulary was a bit unconventional. She would deliberately read each word out loud three times. With only ten minutes left before the next class, she finally set her book down and, without a word, took a piece of bread from her desk drawer before devouring it. Noticing she was having trouble swallowing, I grabbed a glass of water and handed it to her.

Moreover, he became even more confident after finding out that he had a backer. He spared no expense in reposting and spreading it widely, even creating various memes and GIFs to promote the video. The person had a face, and information about him was easy to find. It was Leroy’s personal assistant. The comments section erupted. [What’s going on?! Is this person Seema’s assistant?] [Dumb*ss! Can’t you see that they’re being sarcastic? That’s Leroy’s assistant, and he’s a public figure with hundreds of thousands of fans!]

“No, boss, I haven’t.” “Let’s check how Morgan is doing now,” I snicker.We enter into the living room and I settle down on the couch folding my legs under me while Gabe picks the single sofa on the side. I open my bag and rummage through until I find my phone. Then I enter my social media account and the entire scandal is still blazing hot. I laugh . “This is such a goated move… memes are now being made with his blurry naked shots and they are hilarious.” “Boss, is it still blazing?”

“I’ll finally get to sleep with noise-canceling headphones. Your ghost will probably monologue less than the real you.” I opened my mouth to reply, but then stopped. My name echoed again, firmer this time. Matt gave me a shove. “Go, dumbass.” “I’m going, I’m going,” I muttered, shaking them off. “But if I explode into a puff of mystical energy or get dragged into some ancient memory swamp, I expect flowers at my funeral.” “You’re getting a six-pack and a meme slideshow,” Colby called after me. I looked back. “Make it a good playlist at least.”