A sorta long time from now,
On a chan far, far away
Scene 17
Rube Slytalker: You fought in the Phone Wars?
Obichan Pepogi: Yes. I was once a Meme Fag, the same as your father.
Slytalker: I wish I’d known him.
Pepogi: He was the best shitposter in the solar system, and a cunning psywarrior – I understand you’ve become quite a good memester yourself – and he was a good fren…
Which reminds me, I have something here for you…It’s your father’s meme thumbdrive. Your father wanted you to have it when you got your own account, but the government wouldn’t allow it. They feared you might follow old Obichan on some damn fool idealistic conspiracy theory like your father did.
It's an elegant weapon, from a moar uncivilized age. Not as clumsy or random as a botster.
Slytalker: How did my father’s account die?
Pepogi: A dumbfuck named Jack Dorsey, who was target of mine since he turned to evil, helped Twitter hunt down and destroy the Meme Fag accounts. He uncovered, and murdered, your father’s media files.
Now the Meme Fags are all but extinct. Dorsey was seduced by the Deep side of the State…
Slytalker: The State?
Pepogi: Well the State is what is supposed to give the people law and order. It’s created to govern but supposed to be limited. But it became all-powerful. It surrounded us, it penetrated us, it fucked the entire world over.