Twitter 12/29/20 The merge is on. - ITS HAPPENING

If you survive will you attempt to romance your waifu/husbando

  • Yes

    Votes: 427 43.7%
  • No

    Votes: 67 6.9%
  • Maybe

    Votes: 104 10.6%
  • This joke is getting old

    Votes: 380 38.9%

  • Total voters
    978
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My ear felt cold against my cheek as I pulled up my hood. The noonday sun high in the sky was deceptive as the cloud I breathed out with every exhalation reminded me. Trying to take my mind off the heat struggling to escape from my body, I looked down at my phone and shitposted on my favorite transphobic hate forum.
Suddenly I felt myself sliding on something, and before I could feel anything else-I was facefirst in a pile of slushy, shoveled snow.
"Are you OK?" I heard a voice ask.
I felt something turn me to the light. "Wait, don't open your eyes. There, now you can open them."
A girl with a bandanna was brushing the snow off of my face. In front of me I saw the culprit: a puddle that had frozen over.
"Who are you?"
"The subject of all your teenage fantasies?"
"And who would that be? I had many," I played for time.
"May, you clobberhead!"
"You're...real?"
"I wasn't," she explained, "until some jerk merged real life and fiction and sent me into your little mess-up of a world!"
"Jerk?" I wondered who May could be possibly referring to. I realized she could only have been talking about one person: the Original Lolcow, Christian Weston Chandler. I realized that, like Haruhi, she had played the world like a fiddle. Her mask of incompetence and incontinence had finally slipped, and she would hold the world hostage until the Love Quest was achieved!
"So, are you just going to sit there?"
"What do you want?"
"Oh, you've forgotten all the vows you swore on all the fan forums when you were 12? How I was going to be your 'eternal waifu' and how my 'little flat tits belonged to you forever'? Now it's time to pay the piper!"
"Contracts made by minors don't count, and you didn't agree to these vows, so they're not a binding contract, anyway!"
"But I ended up here when the Merge happened. You were my biggest fan!"
"Were," I emphasized.
"You don't know what it's like! The teens of today have stopped fighting over me and Dawn. It's all Iris, Serena, and maybe even newer girls. I'm getting pushed out of fantasy harems all across the globe!"
"So what? You're not a real human. You don't have real thoughts or feelings. You look like a cardboard cutout!"
"I AM A PERSON!" She roared as she reached into her pocket. By her expression, I knew what had happened.
"Your 'mons didn't come with you in the merge? Too bad, bitch! Enjoy freezing to death with all your exposed skin!"
My slumbering high school track team talents reawakened as they propelled my legs closer and closer to home. I deftly skirted by ice patches as I ran faster and further than I had ever thought possible. Finally, all the adrenaline wore off just as I got back to my building. I felt my ribs trying to squeeze me to death, and I felt a sense of emptiness which meant my body was losing heat at an alarming rate.
As I entered my building I felt something odd. The feeling that something was off only increased as the elevator transported me upstairs, like the prelude to a horror movie. As the doors opened and the mechanical announcer called out my floor, I felt like I was in sixth grade, walking into class with no homework.
My worst fears were confirmed when I saw my door ajar.
I tiptoed in trying my best to control my breathing. I looked around for a weapon. In the bookshelf by the doorway, there was a dictionary, so I grabbed that to use as an improvised weapon that would probably fail to defend myself.
There was commotion in the kitchen.
I tried to lift my dictionary, but I dropped it on my foot as I saw just who was there.
A blue-haired girl in a knitted cap and a small bird-like creature with a round head were helping themselves to all the berries in my fridge.
 
At least if i can see my waifu, i'm gonna close those spirit portals with tiger drops against everyone.
I'm gonna be called "The Hawk of Chicureo"
Now, jokes aside; since i read this in the CWC wiki, i can't leave this out of my mind of how desilusional is this.
 
Ok, so WHAT THE HELL happens to Vtubers?

Dang, that question is gonna keep me awake tonight.
It'll be like Satoshi Kon's Paprika where Chiba (a woman in the real world) confronts Paprika (Chiba's persona made for investigating dream worlds) for disobeying and Paprika. Then Paprika hits her with,

"Have you ever thought that maybe YOU'RE a part of ME?"

And then something happens where a giant baby sucks up the spirit of an old man while destroying a city or something. It all gets kinda hazy.
 
In all seriousness, should we see if the police will do a wellness check? I'm honestly concerned that something may have happened to him and/or Barb.

As to why that would be a terrible idea, I'd like to refer you to this thread: https://kiwifarms.net/threads/wellness-check.52029/

Tl;dr, some well-meaning but catastrophically naive college kids tried to call in a wellness check, and the cops knew exactly who they were talking about before they finished the address and completely blew them off. Then they came here to tell us about it, with predictable results.
 
If the merge is happening,how long until Earth gets completely destroyed?
 
Welp.. After being killed and teabagged in CoD, for the better part of a day, the dimensions shifted because Chris probably burped in his sleep or something.
I woke up in a Japanese apartment flat. No QT waifus around, but better than being shot in the face and respawning constantly. I go to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror.
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"Well.. Shit.."

So the world is going to end soon, all kinds of fucked up shit will happen and I'll be stranded alone with a mentally broken girl in a dead world.

*sigh* Welp.. I guess I'll go check up on Asuka in the hospital.
 
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