Late last night,
SOV walks through the streets. His eyes are bloodshot and he is shaking like a leaf. As he walks through the dark alleys of the internet he stumbles frequently, seemingly too weak to keep his posture. He looks deathly ill, but something about him seems… almost… angry. Perhaps he is more than just ill.
The answer comes pretty soon as he leans against a wall and reaches into his large jacket. He pulls out a 40 of steel reserve, already half way finished, and chugs it on the spot. He belches loudly and then throw the bottle into the darkness around him. As the glass shatters on the pavement feet can be heard shuffling away and then closer.
SOV looks out into the darkness.
SOV: COME OUT YOU SACK OF S**T. I KNOW YOU'RE <hic> OUT THERE.
He is already out of breath from that one yelled challenge into the darkness. He quickly tries to catch his breath, heavy with a wheeze from that one exertion. He quietly adds "I know you did this to me…. And I'm gonna make you pay." At that moment something darts by him, quickly casting a shadow in the street lights before it passes back into the darkness of a nearby alley.
SOV turns to face it, but its already out of view when he does. He starts to stumble towards it and begins to have a coughing fit that brings him to his knees. He looks up at some figure in the alley which we cannot make out from our view and he just stares for a while before he mumbles some drunk incoherent mess that definitely includes the words "fellatio" and "pachyderm". The figure flies out of the shadows, cloaked in darkness still somehow and appears to strike
SOV while it runs to the next shadow.
SOV is sent rolling across the ground where he proceeds to both vomit and lose continence.
SOV screams out, once the vomiting stops "I am a winner. I eat **** like you for breakfast. I could be attacked by wolves and wear a wolfskin jacket to their funeral. I…. I can't be… this <hic> can't be… I won't go like this". The shadow flies out again and this time there will be no more fighting, no more cat and mouse, as it lands on
SOV and after some screams of pain there is no more
SOV at all to speak of. In the morning all of the Memes will wake up to find that
SOV, Success Kid, A meme able to turn the table on wolves would no longer be among them. Many will blame it on his alcoholism or the sudden strange flu he came down with right before his passing.
A memorial:
On an unrelated note,
Swingnsave appears to have wandered into Memebase. How odd.
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IT IS DAY 2! Get to voting!! The deadline will be
10:30PM. I know, odd time. wanted to give 8 hours.
**As Memebase is without a leader, the current members have to vote for a new leader. FBI are welcome to vote as well**
FBI.gov
that redhead
WS
4Chan
**Lissarae**
FFM
SnS
dyachei
The LIS
nyanko
Memebase
DVMD
devyn
wildcatj
Samoa
Packen
Swings
Facebook
**Trematode**
PP
Nohika
Escalla
kayd
FTB
Reddit
**JJohnston**
foxy
equineconstant
sheepdogpsu
WTF
DrJojo
Wikipedia
**hedgie**
wldlfstdnt
tropical toucan
Lupin
Orcagirl
KP
Recycle Bin
SOV - Success Kid