Memebusters - dA fanfiction featuring the Golden Knight -

[Le Bateleur]

So I was stopping by to pick up my cut of the wiki sponsorship money from our friends at Bullying. Thought I'd drop this off.

I've found quite the rabbit hole.

Memebusters was a deviantART-based collaborative fiction written by a couple of dA users and starring themselves and their dA friends.

The initial stories were written by SmashProX, an extremely prolific young author of fanfiction based mainly around Nintendo games. He also draws comics, on the same subject. His skills as a writer and artist rival those of Jay himself, although his output is far more consistent and voluminous.

Spoiler: Here is a taste of SmashProX's prose

Absinthe's note: I tried to do a dramatic reading but literally could not get past the third sentence without laughing. Full thing is here.

Jaws: Reborn - Prologue

• by SmashProX, Apr 27, 2014, 12:05:09 AM
• Literature / Fan Fiction / General Fiction

The sea. So mysterious, and yet it's been with us since the beginning. Also, it is very dangerous and we need to be careful with it's inhabitants, such as the shark. In certain parts of the world, people can tell you the horrors of sharks. And one family can tell you how deadly they can be, the Brody family.

Who is the Brody family? Martin Brody saved Amity Beach from a Great White Shark, twice. Then afterwards, the rest of his family fled to the Bahamas, where the great terror followed suite for revenge. People who know the family believe it's cursed after 3 shark attacks. It was tough on Thea Brody, the pre-teen daughter living in the Bahamas. The other kids feared her, thinking the shark would come back for her too. Worse yet, she would get teased and bullied for it.

One day, Thea was on her way to school when boys pushed her down and walked past her.

"Look out, the shark's gonna getcha~"

Thea started to cry a bit and packed her things back up. She was sick of all this happening everyday... But then she noticed her lunch was gone. She looked around the sidewalk, then around the beach side. She couldn't find her lunch, but something else caught her attention. There was a fish stuck on the beach, out of water.

"Oh no, a baby dolphin!"

Memebusters is based around a group of teenagers who battle against internet memes (and sometimes video game bosses) which are threatening the world.

It's an interesting premise, which could be very entertaining if handled by a competent author. Unfortunately, using real people in fiction led to tensions within the tiny Memebusters fanbase (yes, there was a fan club), and long strings of emoji-ridden dA comments were left by people who shipped various pairings. SmashProx sadquit, passing the series over to a user named Coronosaur, who added a few more entries before things petered out in September 2013.

GK met SmashProX at some point on dA, possibly through a shared interest.

Spoiler: Can you guess what it is?

10) Do you have any secrets?

Of course! ...What, your expecting me to spill the beans? Fine, a foot fetish good enough? Good, move on.

Jay wanted to be in on Memebusters, and Smashie complied, debuting the bold gold man in Memebusters Episode 10, where the Memebusters travel to Hawaii to fight a dinosaur and a talking volcano from a series of bottled water adverts.

Spoiler: The adverts

Memebusters!GK is initially hostile to the group, but after losing to a dual-katana-wielding Memebuster in battle he is convinced they are not terrorists and joins the group, going on to assist their mission by poisoning the talking volcano.

Our hero's real-life reaction to his debut was vintage Jay. He was happy that Memebusters!GK got to perform a total of two "epic maneuvers", but was convinced that he wouldn't have lost his initial fight with the Memebusters dude, at least not too easily. Helpfully, Jay writes his own "testament" to demonstrate just how badass his fictional self should be. Unfortunately, Smashie is a sensitive soul, even censoring the word "badass" when he uses it himself, and seems quite put off by GK's blood-and-bullets aesthetic.

Spoiler: Long reaction is long

The-Golden-Knight Sep 16, 2010 Professional Filmographer
I hate commercials!

Positives:
"BAM!!! Something like a rocket launcher hit the side of it's head! Golden and the boys had arrived! "YEEEHAW!!!", Golden said reloading his gun. The T-Rex then dived in for Golden! It caught him in it's mouth, but Golden held it's jaw open, and fired his machine gun down the T-Rex's throat! "GROOOOAAAARGH!!!", the T-Rex roared in pain." I detect an "Epic Maneuver."

"Volcano George asked and reached for Golden! Golden jumped on his hand before he was plucked, but Volcano George was now reaching for him with his other hand. Golden set his gun to AFK mode and shot his rocky hand! He then climbed up the volcano, and shot a toxic pellet into the water! "ARRRRRRRGH!!!", Volcano George yelled. Golden got off the volcano just in time as Volcano George exploded." Second "Epic Maneuver."

Negatives:
I understand where you have to have "the good guys" win and all, but I expected to put up a bit of a more...ferocious fight, since that's what the scene calls for (or maybe this was your vision of a super-epic duel, for if so I take my yank-off remark back). I also noticed you call me a "man" since I'm 18. I'm a teenager, just a more mature one (I'm only a "man" to The Law)...I'm not sure if it matters. I have to say I have reputable guts, or better worded, " " I just don't get that vibe when I see this portrait of myself, and for that a second suggestion: [link] . Sorry if I'm being "picky" (for lack of better wording), but I think I need to provide better "character development." I can see where making me TOO grand-scale would risk me hitting Gary Stu proportions (speaking of which, MIGHT give an idea for an arch nemesis

), but on the other hand, I just don't feel my Inner Badass shining through (although I don't want to appear as a jerk-wad either, so that's probably a fine line to cross from your viewpoints)...Say, why did you have 2 intro stories?



Overall, I'd say it was quite an adventure, and you sure did your best with what you had (2 Epic Maneuvers = good). I guess I was "off-duty" when I lent my aid. I'll make a short story that should reflect who I feel I am. You'll see...I swear that, because I will give you the link to it when I'm done, and it will be on the top of my gallery at the time.
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SmashProX Sep 16, 2010 Hobbyist General Artist
Yeah, I see what you mean by not feeling bad$%@, I was just starting off, don't worry. I'll make the fights better from here on, I was just setting up!
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The-Golden-Knight Sep 16, 2010 Professional Filmographer
Another note: That introductory dialogue you had me do: I saw that as well within character.
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SmashProX Sep 17, 2010 Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks.
The-Golden-Knight Sep 16, 2010 Professional Filmographer
Here: [link]

This MIGHT help...
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SmashProX Sep 17, 2010 Hobbyist General Artist
Golden, it says in the description it's only ment for the strong heart.
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The-Golden-Knight Sep 17, 2010 Professional Filmographer
Oh, snap...Well, if you can play Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare, I think that counts. It's just a lot of intense fighting (and, killing).

It's mostly there to chase away the bleeding-hearted, gun-hating American Liberals.
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SmashProX Sep 17, 2010 Hobbyist General Artist
...

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The-Golden-Knight Sep 17, 2010 Professional Filmographer
I see you disapprove.
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SmashProX Sep 17, 2010 Hobbyist General Artist
Well, I'm not one for THAT much violence.

The-Golden-Knight Sep 17, 2010 Professional Filmographer
I know, and I'm not going to flame you for it. I just want you to get a feel for my "caliber."
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SmashProX Sep 17, 2010 Hobbyist General Artist
Yeah, I get it.

I've not had time or willpower to read any more Memebusters (the writing is just bad...not entertainingly bad, just bad), but GK may make further appearances and do bad@%& things.

It does seem that GK never made the "inner circle" of Memebusters, and may not have lasted until the end.

Spoiler: Heartbreakingly, SmashProX never replied to Jay's comment

Land Of Unknown

• by SmashProX, Jul 5, 2011, 5:24:37 PM
• Journals / Personal

I think time stopped around me. None of the Memebusters are seen. Shade is gone, Lova, Toon, and Cocoa have never responded, Saur's been gone for a week, I thought summer was a break.
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• Mood:
  
  Pity
• Listening to: Smooth Criminal
• Reading: EarthBound Guide
• Watching: Godzilla: The Series
• Playing: SUPER SMASH BROS BRAWL!!!
• Eating: Butter Tarts
• Drinking: Milk

Land Of Unknownby SmashProX
Journals / Personal©2011-2014 SmashProX


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The-Golden-Knight Jul 21, 2011 Professional Filmographer
You forgot your loyal "Golden"!

Hopefully, though, this sheds some light on GK's wider world on deviantART.

Zap to the extreme, my brethren.

 

[Superior Watermelon]

This really makes you wonder how far the rabbit hole goes... maybe Jay can shed some light next time he hops on the forums.

 

[wheat pasta]

I'm just all the more convinced that Jay is autistic.

 

[QueenMegan]

Rest in peace Mr. Volcano.

 

[SparksterSanjulo]

And Jay completely lost the point that he shouldn't be trying to peddle his "violent" comics to someone who couldn't even type the word badass withot censors.

Why am I not surprised...

 

[Le Bateleur]

Jay decided to give his fellow Memebusters a feature in a story he wrote.

Cliffs:
>Jay manages to subtly put down each of the Memebusters and imply they aren't as good as him
>The exception to this is X, SmashProX's OC. Jay seems to have a man-crush on X.
>Jay makes sure to include minor characters who serve no function but to praise GK.
>GK is a "scarred veteran with a...troubled past against the School System."
>Jay tells us the difference between EPIC and ULTIMATE.
>GK's medal is so impressive it makes his teammates depressed and jealous.
>GK uses GPS to try and detect radiation.
>Jay makes sure to remind us that GK is allowed to carry assault rifles and has a permit for his pistol which he keeps on him "AT ALL TIMES".
>At one point, several ninjas apparently drop dead from exposure to GK's voice. This may be the most realistic part of the story.
>Jay HATES studying. He feels college work is holding his 'brainchild' (MotLW) at gunpoint. However, without college he'll never be able to take over the cartoon industry.
>Sometimes college work is so stressful that it compels Jay to scream "I'd rather be pregnant in an asylum."
>Jay's wounded knee gets stabbed, meaning he is wounded. (This may be a reference to Jay's most impressive real-life physical injury - falling off his bicycle on his gravel drive and hurting his knee.)
>Much unintentional(?) GK/X homoeroticism. At one point, GK notices that, like him, X is "authentically hardened".
>Jay refers to the enemy ninjas as "it". Nice depersonalisation.
>Jay gives us his (chilling) definition of heroism: "He DID save someone worth saving, so THAT by definition makes him a "Hero.""
>GK calls his gun his "gunfriend", a portmanteau of 'gun' and 'girlfriend'. "Average" girls are not as sexy as his gun.
>At the end, GK and X are in side-by-side hospital beds. X's girlfriend is also there. She's totally the third wheel.

Spoiler: True Heroism

True Heroism

• by The-Golden-Knight, Sep 26, 2010, 5:59:36 PM
• Literature / Prose / Fiction / General Fiction / Short Stories

After meeting Memebusters, I at least had another purpose: to embark on somewhat silly quests stopping the most irritatingly overused tropes of all Internet History!

However, there were still many other opportunities for me: Black Ops for the CIA, "Hunting" under that guise of "Right to Self Defense," and I could NEVER forget my Brainchild, who I want to send to the TV airwaves SO BAD with all my heart and soul!

*RIIIIIIING*

I picked it up, and I heard, "Sir, we have an International Crisis! This will be your first time out of the States, I heard." I responded, "Yeah, so, where's it at?" He told me "Canada! You've already gotten coordinates before I called you, so you should know EXACTLY where to go! Let's just say, a friend wants to see you. He calls himself 'X'."

Him, THE X?! He practically became my new role model...but I bet there were MANY "X"s out there, notably back in my time when I shot that truly perfect target: 200 out of 200 points and 20 Xs out of 20. I never missed in prone...EVER! So, people started calling me X for that. No time to lose, I flew out to meet X!


In only-He-knows-where, Canada...

For a moment, it almost looked like something from the KND, but as I got closer, it became more well-developed and more...badass! It looked like some compound from the CIA or, my client, the NSA. I landed, with the helicopter announcing my presence far better than words could ever! The team came out to greet me as I leaped half a story from the hovering bird onto the snowy ground. One of them was in blue skin, which struck me as alien. However, in a sense I too was alien. I mean nobody really has a head MY size!


I knew this team from some side-journeys I did, mostly from love of the sport. X was their leader. Ramai was his girlfriend, who he is a bit shy of admitting...Yeah, X is a shy guy unless you truly get to know him and open up to him. Saur, the one with the swords, is somewhat the same way, but he hides it with ferocity. Not bad in swordplay, and he has good spirits, but I doubt he could hit an idiot's eye at 200 yards. Then there was 789, a silly codename, but he's kind of cool, if not a bit...goofy. Then there's ME, the scarred veteran with a...troubled past against the School System.

I counted about four of them, all teenagers. An adolescent boy approached me and cried, "You must be THE Golden Knight! You won't believe what I heard about you. I mean did you honestly beat the entire San Andreas Gang with only your FISTS?!" Long ago, I wasn't as secretive mostly because I was young and wasn't hired by spies. However, if I wanted to go professional with my "hunting," I was forced to submit to slipping under The System's radars and scopes.

I responded, "Well that's NOTHING compared to what I heard. Fists CAN be uber badass weapons, and many people are known for giving testament to that. It's not as silly as beating them with a Sports Racket! Now THAT would've been ULTIMATE!" An "Ultimate" victory/win can ONLY be claimed if you can say "No matter how much you accomplish in life, you will NEVER be as awesome as this." Ultimate surpasses Epic by far.

He started to blush. I guess he knew what he did as well as myself. Clearly he doesn't have the same Spartan spirit as I do, but that's OK. Sair showed his envy in rage, grabbing me by the collar, only to fling out my Civilian's Medal of Honor! X looked at me wide-eyed even for HIM, and asked, "You, got a MEDAL, for that?!" I pulled him into private, and explained the story behind the medal. Then, he slumped down, moaning, "I NEVER got a medal." I couldn't believe it: HE, jealous of ME?!! What's a "Medal of Honor"? For you aliens to the United States of America, en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Medal_of…


I asked, "So friends, what do you need me for?" X filled me in, explaining, "We've been receiving threats from some group called the Zingkai, I'm guessing a Yakuza group. They talk about nukes and 'finding us' to do brutal stuff, and they are demanding us to stop with out 'pursuits' of Meme Busting as well as pay a large sum." Nope, never heard of them...but sounds like it's in my "specialty."

I predicted, "If their threats about nukes are accurate, I should be able to track them down and find them by following the radiation signals. It's not THAT hard to pick up wavelengths that could broadcast worldwide." He added, "OH, did I mention that they like to kidnap in the night?" Ninjas, huh? I fought ninjas before, and I could tell that Saur had studied from them, judging by his stance, like he's ready to spring at any moment and leap in the air as soon as smoke fills.

I asked, "How many do you think there are?" Nobody there was sure. For all I could've known, I might've been facing a hundred, or an entire army! Because of this, I asked, "If you want to join me, you're welcome to." Most of their faces got washed in fear, but X gulped it and answered, "I'll come with you!" Ramai exclaimed, "X! Remember what happened..." He flinched for a moment, then finished joining my side. Saur then leaped as predicted and answered, "I want to go on this 'hunt' also!" He almost sounded bloodthirsty, and hey, when I was young and yet to be soaked in war, I was also. 789 came, with his tools in hand, Sair had his blades, Ramai had her whip, and X...he had his Mythic Racket! As for me, I got my Super one-of-a-kind Assault Rifle! Now that I was serving "professionally," I was cleared of ALL regulations and thus I could have whatever weapon on my that I chose but ONLY when going to my "mission."

Anyway, with a strong scan from the GPS, no radiation was detected. I started to assume that these were empty threats, and I reassured as such. When night fell, X asked if I could stay, hoping that something would turn up. Now, there was no fear in his voice, especially since I knew that he too was authentically hardened.

So, we all went to sleep, then there was a bang of thunder at about 1:30 AM. We all got up, the girls were terrified, and I sprung outside. I sleep with my gun loaded (I like to call it my "gunfriend" since I don't have a girlfriend and "average" girls aren't as sexy as my gun), so I just got it and dashed to investigate. I didn't have time for my armor, since this was NOW! For all any of us knew, it could've been an air raid.

Outside, Sair was there clanging swords, and I got a good look at this "Zingkai" group. They definitely fit the description of Ninjas, but what's Yakuza doing here? I guess it's the same thing as wondering what a Mafia would be doing. I opened fire, laying waste to I'd count 5 of them. Then they started to gang up on ME. I slung my gun around and put up my fists in a boxing stance, ready to punch and block. For the most part, I fared impressively, but I still felt overwhelmed. Right as I was going to be sprung from one behind me, I saw X clobber it with his Mythic Racket! He was AWESOME: going berserk, swinging it all around, hitting past their swords and parrying a few out of their hands. By the time I decided to leave, I counted that X had already claimed a dozen Yakuza Ninjas.

Observing their footprints in the snow, I followed them back to their lair, mainly since the Memebusters were doing SO swell in holding for themselves. Sadly, I forgot to wear my armor, and I told myself I was going to regret it, but I felt 2 things: one, time was of the essence, and two, I was "inspired" by The Legend of X. He didn't have armor on, so I figured, "Why should I?" Probably stupid, but it'll sound more awesome to say "I was unprotected and LIVED" than "I had cool armor and I lived."

As I got there, I remembered using stuff like this as mental metaphors to express how I felt about school work, exponentially so with College work! I mean 3 HUGE papers, a quiz, reading 30 pages in a history textbook, reading ALL of HAMLET, and an art project, ALL needed to be done over the weekend...For those of you know, studying is my nemesis...and I HATE all this work, which feels like plowing through BS! I sometimes scream, "I'd rather be pregnant in an asylum." GOD, I hate all that work! That's one reason I was devoted into making my life's calling of "hunting" into my profession: so I could ESCAPE all that atrocity...BUT, my Brainchild is held at GUNPOINT by Studying AND its gang of books, papers, and BS! It was either go through college, or forfeit ALL my hopes and dreams of taking over the Cartoon industry AND making a BIG NAME for myself with my Brainchild.

I kick down the front door to be greeted by two dozen sword-wielding Ninjas, and I shoot at them fully-automatic, screaming "DIE, DIE, JUST DIE!" Startled, many of them died instantly, but a few jumped up to the rafters overhead. I stormed inside, aimed up, and shot blindly. I got lucky with hitting a couple, but they were trained to be invisible...but so was I. So, it was a battle of invisibility. However, I flew a flashbang to disorient their focus, which in fact worked! Over the screeching in my ears from it, I heard splats on the ground, large thuds that could only mean that they fell from their hiding places. Some, however, was subdued, meaning that not ALL of them hit the floor hard.

So, I took a sword from one of the fallen ninjas and, using keen prediction abilities, listened for them to come out of the shadows. For the most part, I was spot on, but I missed a couple times, but for each mistake I made, I got a slit in my torso! I was bleeding in about three different places, all flesh wounds, by the time I heard X storm the building, Mythic Racket in hand. I was getting winded, and the lack of blood pressure didn't help, but at least I was still able to stand. Then, a few ninjas attacked him, and he swung his Mythic Racket wildly, hitting most of the Ninjas, but he missed two, one from behind, and another from above. By the time they COULD hit him, I shot each one with my rifle, which I still had on me throughout the whole time. "That makes us even," I thought to myself with confidence.

So, I was almost bleeding out, and then, I heard a shot. Suddenly, I felt my wounded left knee get stabbed, so I was wounded. However, before I screamed, I heard X cry in distress! I guess he got hit TOO. I called out "X!" with ALL my wind, and he responded likewise, calling, "KNIGHT!" We were both wounded in action, Then above head on a balcony, I saw a bad guy hold a gun to the head of I couldn't tell who, since there was a bag on the head. I always have a concealed firearm AND permit for it on my person at ALL TIMES, so I drew out that pistol P99 I like to keep for this occasion, aimed for the bad guy overhead, and shot. The bad guy fell, but three Ninjas were charging me on ground floor. I didn't have any shots in this magazine, and I noticed I dropped my second magazine! I thought "OH SNAP!" and looked at X. He then slid me the magazine like in the end of Call of Duty 4, when Captain Price slides the gun to Soap.

I loaded it up, and aimed the gun at the three who were bolting at me. I shot at them wildly, without trying to aim at them. I hit the closest one in the chest once, and it dropped. Then, onto the back left and right, which each took about two or three shots. The last one dropped next to me in a face-fall, landing its sword blade near my scalp, cutting my bangs! I let out a breath of terror, then a second of relief. I called out, "X...X" and crawled over to him. He was laying there, holding his abdomen, and I shook him, which to my relief made him wake up. He asked, "Is it over?" I comforted him, reporting, "I think so." I'm guessing he was in a lot of pain, but heck so was I! I wasn't at that "verge of blacking out" level, but it was enough for me to no longer feel the pulsing blood to my face. My blood pressure dropped from the bleeding so that I could barely crawl, but I've been in worse condition before. I only wish that I wasn't physically weak, otherwise I might have enough breath to stand back up and walk away. Instead, I had to call for a ride, giving the coordinates to base and requesting medical transport for two.

Before the ride arrived, more jumped out of nowhere, circling the two of us on the ground, and the Mastermind went about with a monologue regarding how he hated us "activist" types that think they can defeat organized crime, since even the police were eating out of their hands. Right when one was going to behead me, a whip came around the blade and yanked it out of the crook's hands. That's when I saw Ramai and Sair join the fray! She asked, "You boys ok?" I answered, "Wounded in Action, but we'll live so long as we don't get hit again." Sair shouted like a U.S. Marine (watch the movie "Full Metal Jacket"), "I'll kill them before they can even get the chance!" With that, Sair charged deeper into the lair, dueling the Mastermind, and Ramai was covering the two of us with her whip while we were on the ground, trying to conserve our strength. Easily enough, she handled the last handful that was there, and then I heard a death gurgle, which then Sair lunges out and tells us, "How was THAT for 'heroic?'" I smiled, seeing that the hostage was on his back, unconscious. He DID save someone worth saving, so THAT by definition makes him a "Hero."


Not too long later, I heard my friendly helicopter overhead, and a couple of SWAT guys broke the windows overhead, raining glass thankfully not exactly atop us, but it was close enough to give me and X a fright. By the time the glass came down, Ramai and Sair exiting the building when they heard the helicopter arrive. The team dragged us away, put us in the landed helicopter, and flew us away. I asked, "Hey, X, ever wanted to see the States?" He nodded, and I finished, "Well, this is your BIG chance."


Back in America, John Hopkins Hospital, Howard County, Maryland...

The two of us were laying in adjacent beds, all bandaged up. Ramai was sitting next to X, and I was holding my rifle in my arms...or I WOULD've, if only weapons were allowed in the hospital. I got word that it was sent home, however, so that left me with a sense of comfort. X and I were passing jokes back and forth about one another and our dark pasts, including our deep secrets ranging from fetishes to mental banes to tales of Ultimate Awesomeness! From time to time, she would chime in about some 'incident' or about some other trivial matter. He then wondered, "So, if you LIKE all this craziness, does that mean you like pain? Because between you and me, I really do NOT want to be here." I told him, "No, I do NOT like pain. I am not a masochist, but I know someone who IS. However, it sure beats studying."

Then, a nurse suddenly walked in, announcing, "Chief, you got a note from you Mom." I read it, and obviously I was expected to be in the hospital for a GOOD long while, away from college...but the message shattered my joy! As I put it away, the nurse brought in a GIANT stack of books and dropped them down on my wounded knee!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Locksnap]

Thats rather interesting information. While Jay has shown he has a hatred of schooling before through some of his dA pieces, the stuff in that memebusters story of his plus his post regarding young children as "more oppressed than women, races, the whole 9 yards" (Goldieism?) really reveals just how much he loathes it. Also, I couldn't help but notice the line "No, I do NOT like pain. I am not a masochist, but I know someone who IS. However, it sure beats studying". Hasn't he said before hes okay with both inflicting and receiving pain? I smell a lie.

 

[Optimus Prime]

Thats rather interesting information. While Jay has shown he has a hatred of schooling before through some of his dA pieces, the stuff in that memebusters story of his plus his post regarding young children as "more oppressed than women, races, the whole 9 yards" (Goldieism?) really reveals just how much he loathes it.

Probably because in school he had to do "not fun" stuff, obey others, treat others with respect as equals and not as lesser NPC beings, and above all else listen to authority.

We all know how much he hates those things. This just suggests what many of us suspected in that he's been this way his whole life.

 

[the Borg]

Well, it seems that Jay has no problems shipping himself in with kids, too, instead of just creeping on them in real life.

 

[wheat pasta]

I kick down the front door to be greeted by two dozen sword-wielding Ninjas, and I shoot at them fully-automatic, screaming "DIE, DIE, JUST DIE!" Startled, many of them died instantly,

Hahahah

hahahahahahaha

HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAAA
This really strikes me funny for some reason. /weeps tears of joy