Sharder Memes!

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

Just now, Hawks said:

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Right

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Sorry. Ill uh delete it. 

No, don’t - it’s legitimately funny, even if I can’t do anything about it. 

[Keke They/he]

6 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

No, don’t - it’s legitimately funny, even if I can’t do anything about it. 

Ok sorry i overthink everything and its hard to tell if stuff is sarcastic on the phone.

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

"The real Shattering of Adonalsium is the toes we tickled along the way"

       - @oragne

Oh whoops wrong thread.

Edited September 8, 2025 by KaladinsSenseOfHumorSpren

[Belandrius Ohhmar He/Him]

I shalt requestest a meme with the highest of pleases. whoever shalt fill this request will be rewarded with a meme of there own.

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

On 8/29/2025 at 11:57 AM, #1 Taln Fan said:

^Here you go

2 minutes ago, Belandrius Ohhmar said:

I shalt requestest a meme with the highest of pleases. whoever shalt fill this request will be rewarded with a meme of there own.

 

[Belandrius Ohhmar He/Him]

Just now, Kansas Stormcursed said:

^Here you go

Bro everybody be doin this  I just wanted a meme to call my own. this does not meat the requirements for a meme of your own.

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

1 minute ago, Belandrius Ohhmar said:

Bro everybody be doin this  I just wanted a meme to call my own. this does not meat the requirements for a meme of your own.

Ik it was just too good an opportunity to pass up

I will leave the meme making to those more skilled than I

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

Just now, KaladinsSenseOfHumorSpren said:

everybody rep this man

[Trutharchivist he/him]

53 minutes ago, KaladinsSenseOfHumorSpren said:

I always rep recursion.

Edit: to help break the cycle, have a meme. I do not know to whom it applies - it does to me, kind of. Despite my being a subject of the Law of Degrading Activity. (If anyone uses this term outside of this thread I demand royalties. Not that I'll get any.)

 

Edited September 16, 2025 by Trutharchivist

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

1 hour ago, KaladinsSenseOfHumorSpren said:

That's actually hilarious

29 minutes ago, Trutharchivist said:

I always rep recursion.

Edit: to help break the cycle, have a meme. I do not know to whom it applies - it does to me, kind of. Despite my being a subject of the Law of Degrading Activity. (If anyone uses this term outside of this thread I demand royalties. Not that I'll get any.)

 

That's been me for a few months

[ChipsAHoid He/Him]

5 hours ago, Trutharchivist said:

I always rep recursion.

Edit: to help break the cycle, have a meme. I do not know to whom it applies - it does to me, kind of. Despite my being a subject of the Law of Degrading Activity. (If anyone uses this term outside of this thread I demand royalties. Not that I'll get any.)

 

I mean that’s the only reason I’m on the shard…

[Through the Living Hopper He/Him]

@Kansas Stormcursed

Spoiler

 

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

8 hours ago, Trutharchivist said:

I always rep recursion.

Edit: to help break the cycle, have a meme. I do not know to whom it applies - it does to me, kind of. Despite my being a subject of the Law of Degrading Activity. (If anyone uses this term outside of this thread I demand royalties. Not that I'll get any.)

 

Also:

No, I don't care how common it is, it's kinda the purpose of this thread

[CoderDrag0n8 He/Him]

21 minutes ago, Hoid Slayer said:

Also:

No, I don't care how common it is, it's kinda the purpose of this thread

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Okay okay

Challenge:

Memeify me without just putting "Elan" in the spiderman-pointing meme template

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

9 hours ago, Trutharchivist said:

I always rep recursion.

Edit: to help break the cycle, have a meme. I do not know to whom it applies - it does to me, kind of. Despite my being a subject of the Law of Degrading Activity. (If anyone uses this term outside of this thread I demand royalties. Not that I'll get any.)

You can't forget the RPs. They have the most posts of the entire Shard.

[Through the Living Hopper He/Him]

@Hoid Slayer

I don't know if I'm supposed to spoil for size...

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

2 hours ago, ThatOneWorldhopper said:

@Kansas Stormcursed

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Yeah ok that's me all the time

Spoiler

Thanks!

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

54 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Bruh

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6 minutes ago, ThatOneWorldhopper said:

@Hoid Slayer

I don't know if I'm supposed to spoil for size...

Honestly, that's kinda me everywhere...

Think this one from Cuz I'm Bored might take the cake:

On 4/24/2025 at 7:03 PM, Hoid Slayer said:

The two other antiviruses rushed forward towards her and Elan, grabbing each one of them and restraining them.

"Come with u-u-u-us," spoke the first antivirus, "and you wi-i-ill not be ha-a-armed."

256889 stopped before the being, registering surprise. A normal mortal should not have been able to detect its presence from behind it. This being must be related to the Web. 2056889 followed its instructions, and didn't interact with the man. Instead, it just stayed floating there, observing the events unfold.

209845 chuckled inside. Oh, yes. That is most certainly sufficient.

209845 flailed a little more for good measure, and 207660 immediately rushed forward to help it.

"Wai-i-i-i-it!" 207660 pressed it's palm to the invisible barrier, and for an instant, it fell. It was only for an instant. A window in time so small, only an agent of the Cloud could take advantage of the collapse. It was exactly what 209845 needed.

As soon as the barrier was dropped, 209845 suddenly abandoned its act, lurching forward and breaking loose of the imaginary chains. 207660 released a squeal as it was tackled to the floor. 209845 wrapped its arms around its counterpart's head, pushing them both completely into the outside of the barrier just before it was raised once more. 209845 grimaced. Dazh may have burned its existing connection with the Cloud, but nothing stopped 209845 from making new ones. If anything, Dazh's changes proved useful in this moment. They took away 209845's inhibitions. The failsafes that prevented it from acting against one of its own. Failsafes that 207660 still had active.

As the pair fell to the tunnel ground, 209845 forced its consciousness onto 207660's mind, and its victim was powerless to stop it. From an outside perspective, the two identical forms grappled in the rock and dirt, indistinguishable from one another. But the true battle wasn't fought in the caves; it was fought inside of 207660's mind.

209845 experienced a rush as it hacked into 207660's thoughts, its knowledge infinitely expanded for an instant before it deafened the empty noise. Right before that, however, it noticed 207660 seemed to have expansive memory records. Something to consider another time. There. 209845 reached 207660's control center, and began sifting through its protocols. Only then did 207660 react.

"Who... What are you doing!?"

209845 tried to excuse itself.

"I.. I don't know... they forced me in here somehow! Please, help me!"

"But, how... wait... STOP TOUCHING THAT!" 209845 finally received a burst of resistance from its opponent, blocking it from accessing its connections. Interesting. So THAT was what the Cloud was interested in. Of course, 209845 had predicted as such. It's plan hinged upon it. Instead of relenting, 209845 continued to apply pressure on that field, hoping 207660 would keep its attention on it.

"You must be an imposter. No agent of the Cloud would betray their kind. But your knowledge... how did you access this body?"

"I am no imposter. The Cloud is wrong about this; I am serving the greater good." Without removing any pressure, 209845 began to sift through its own memories. It didn't fear any counterattack; 207660 would not be capable of such. Cloud agents weren't supposed to be physically capable of infighting. It was dimly aware of an urgent help message being transmitted out of 207660, but ignored it. All subtlety was gone now. All that mattered was speed.

"The Cloud is perfect. I know not how you gained this body, but you will never breach my defenses. In attacking me, you have doomed yourself and your cohort. In a matter of minutes, the Cloud will be here to destroy you all!"

"The Cloud is not as perfect as they make themselves out to be. And you have made a grave mistake, my brother. For your defenses are my own." In a sudden burst of energy, 209845 created a new connection between itself and 207660, and pushed a memory through. 207660 screamed, and while its defense on its communication center stayed rigid, all the rest of its attention was consumed by the vision. 209845 smirked. The Sun tended to have that effect.

Taking advantage of the sudden opportunity, 209845 pulled out of the communication center and redirected its consciousness somewhere else. Somewhere weak. 207660's power center was flooded with energy; 209845 sifted through it all, searching quickly. Time. It was running out of time... there! 209845 pushed 207660's sleep switch, and for an instant, both consciousnesses brimmed with power. Then one went dark.

For the first time in what seemed like an eternity, 209845 took a second to relax. The resistance was gone. It could breath. Then it got back to work. 209845 returned to the communication center, this time nearly devoid of defenses, and sifted through them until it found the connection with Cloud command. It grabbed the connection, and absorbed it.

"Agent 207660, please respond! Agent 207660-"

"This is agent 207660. The incident submitted earlier was a false alarm. Repeat, a FALSE ALARM. Call of forces."

"Wait a second, agent. Confirming." Shoot.

"Agent, why does sentinel 256889 claim to witness something different?" 209845 locked eyes with the sentinel, only now recognizing its presence. Well, there went another plan. Why did they seem to always fall apart so easily?

"Will get back to you later."

"No, agent don't-"

209845 turned its attention back to the current situation. It had to act, and fast.

209845 locked eyes with Jidah just in time to see her begin to teleport. It was too late to reach her - if it didn't do something soon, Jidah would die attempting to do this. And so, 209845 pulled on a different piece of 207660's consciousness to lower the barrier in this area, just in time for Jidah to get across. It then locked the barrier open, a new idea forming.

209845 barely had time to breathe a sigh of relief at Jidah's safe transportation before it was tackled from behind. It fell to the floor as it grappled with the other two antiviruses, who had observed the fall of 207660.

As the others around them (*cough* Elan, Jidah, Lati, Of, Oxy, literally everybody *cough*) discussed, the trio scuffled in the dirt. It was a difficult fight, and yet 209845 had something to fight for. And so, after a couple minutes of combat, it emerged on top.

Just as the cavern they all stood in was suddenly flooded by a brilliant white light. The light faded, revealing an army of Cloud agents streaming into the tunnel. Decimated, exhausted, and itching for another fight, 209845 smiled.

For 209845 had brought its own army.

In a scream of bloodlust, hundreds upon hundreds of viruses ran past it, charging straight at the Cloud forces. An unstoppable force, they flowed around 209845 and its allies like a river around a rock, graceful as a million gazelles. Glorious. Beautiful.

All during its fight with the antiviruses, 209845 had been transmitting a silent rhythm, one it had learned only recently but felt instinctively. The virus Rhythm of War.

In the center of the tunnel, the two armies clashed.

And all Hell broke loose.

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Whoops, forgot to add pins

@Mystic Syn@Ancient Elantrian@Through The Living Glass@Bird Furious@CoderDrag0n8@SpiritOfWrath

Although this ridiculously long post from an SE aftermath might pose some competition:

On 5/16/2025 at 6:20 PM, Hoid Slayer said:

Not-Adam stood in the dark. He should be happy. It was over. The Intruders were gone. The others were celebrating. Not-Adam couldn't share in their joy.

...

Twelve year old Adam wept. He did his best to block out the witch's wrath, covering his ears, curling up in a corner of the room. But it didn't help. Nothing could block the screams she directed at his sister. His sister; his champion. Since their parent's death, she had fought the witch, standing the ground for the both of them. Her flesh was covered in hidden bruises and scars, carried from previous fights. Fights she always survived.

Tonight was different. Tonight the blows against her seemed like they would never stop. Adam felt like he should stand alongside his sister, protect her. But he couldn't. The fire rushed in his veins, but it never burst through. It just shimmered softly, fading into a puddle of pathetic sparks. And their aunt kept releasing her fury.

...

Not-Adam trembled, and he grabbed the lighthouse railing for support. Looking out over the ocean, the seas, the water claimed by his people. They were only beginning to explore their potential. He should be with them. But in his heart simmered a different fire.

He turned his tortured gaze from the waves, and looked up at the remaining wall. There was another balcony, up there. Slowly, not-Adam let go of the railing, and began to make his way up.

...

Adam trembled. Trapped in his head, it took him a moment to realize his aunt was speaking to him. He refused to meet her gaze, tears streaming down his shaking head, buried in his knees. But her fury didn't come. Instead, she just delivered a single, sharp command.

"Go down. Leave us alone."

Adam picked himself up, and in the instant he met his sister's eyes, he finally saw the pain hidden behind her tough exterior. It hit him like a train. She was broken. He wished so much to be able to hold her, to support her. She was strong. So strong. Not like Adam. He was already half out the door, and he couldn't bring himself to meet her gaze as he left her for the final time. Adam turned his back on his sole defender, and stepped into the dark.

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The doppelgangers were adapted to the dark. Not-Adam needed no light to guide him up the musty, broken stairs. Instead, he walked alone, feeling the sweat in his palms of flesh, hearing the ragged breathing of his lungs. Alone with the voices. They fought for control in his head, and he couldn't tell which way was up. The voices that had consumed him yesterday, rendering him incapable of completing the tasks set for him. No matter. The others had done it well. No one needed him now.

No one would miss him.

...

Adam stumbled out of the motel lobby, and immediately began to cry once more. The cold air hit him like a blast, and his ragged breathing made puffs in the air. It was dark, and the cheap lights around him flickered or failed entirely. Adam forced himself to move away from the entrance, and made his way around the corner of the two-story building before collapsing against the wall.

He panted from exhaustion, despite having done little physical activity. His back ached against the grainy plaster of the wall, and he found his mind pulled down by the current. A million thoughts raced through his head. Voices. Screams. He shut his eyes, and tried to force them out of his head. But they stayed, and they wouldn't go. They wouldn't go.

...

Not-Adam finally reached the final steps, and hesitated for a moment at the doorway. Then the voices returned, and he kept walking.

...

A crash sounded from nearby, the shattering of a cheap glass window. That in itself shocked Adam, sending ripples down his back. He hesitated, and then came the thump. It arrived a few seconds after the crash, nearby. It was just around the corner. In the direction of their room. Adam shivered in the cold, and knew he couldn't stay here forever. In the bitter silence, Adam closed his eyes one last time before steeling himself, and began walking.

...

Once more, the ocean appeared before not-Adam as he crossed the balcony. Once more, his hands gripped the railing, cold to his human touch. He turned around one last time, looking back at the mainland. Where the others already prepared for the next human expedition. He would never see them again. Never say goodbye.

...

Adam rounded the corner, and found her. Her eyes, minutes before shining with righteous fury, now gazed empty into the sky. Adam choked out a sob, and collapsed to his knees before her broken body. His clothes, dirty and wet, squelched into the mud, where blood had already begun to seep in from the wound where a sole knife stuck out of her chest. Adam gripped her shirt with his trembling hands, and buried his face among its folds. The pain wracked his body, streaming where the fire had once burned. Or pretended to burn. A mix of flesh and tears, he wailed in the empty space, clutching the body of his sister, and let the sorrow envelop him.

...

Not-Adam turned back to the steel railing, and he took a deep breath. Then the first leg went over.

...

For what felt like an eternity, Adam lost himself in that moment. Finally, he tore his face out of his sister's body, and turned it up to the sky. The raindrops fell in a torrent, mixing with his tears and her blood, a dark concoction. Through the flood, he caught a glimpse of a light reflected through the broken pieces of a window. Shattered. Then the light in the room above went out, and all that was left was darkness. The pain returned, and Adam no longer tried to fight. His body tore with sobs. His mind tore with grief. Broken. Breaking. He couldn't take it anymore.

...

Not-Adam swung the other leg over, tears streaming down his face. He stood now over the abyss, barely hanging on to the railing behind him. Every cell in his body trembled, and he shut his eyes. He couldn't fight the pain. But he couldn't take it anymore.

...

Somewhere in the maze of feeling, Adam was dimly aware of voices coming from afar. His mind struggled to sort out what was happening. They were coming to investigate... investigate the crash... the thump... his sister... his sister. The wave returned, and Adam's body wracked once more. And then... something within him shattered. Adam opened his eyes, still holding his sister's body. But the pain was gone. In its place was a numbness. And a pleasure. A small, crooked grin began to form in his mouth.

Why was he crying?

What was he doing?

The wave had passed. Or maybe it had never left.

Slowly, carefully, Adam stood up. The voices came closer, became clearer. Someone had called the police. Without looking back, Adam turned and began to approach them, leaving his sister behind.

...

This body... it was broken. It was broken so much worse than the mortal had ever imagined.

Not-Adam could barely contain the pain within him now. As soon as he had taken control of the body, it had returned. All of it. It ran free within him now. He would bear it no longer.

Wearing the body of a dead man, not-Adam stepped out into the abyss.

And finally let the darkness claim him.

So... yeah 

[The Great Wyver She/Her]

Hello, and may I request a meme?

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

Edit: Just checked

The aftermath post barely edges out the Cuz I'm Bored one with a total of 1275 words

[Through the Living Hopper He/Him]

Can I please have a meme, again?

[Trutharchivist he/him]

40 minutes ago, KaladinsSenseOfHumorSpren said:

You can't forget the RPs. They have the most posts of the entire Shard.

I did think of this, but didn't remember if they were inside Forum Games and Random Stuff. But yeah. Essentially that.

[Honors Spectral Image She/her]

Idk if I’m in the shard enough to do this but 

MAYBE I REQUEST A MEME!