REP

This one gets a little raw, it's like 6am and my head hurts so bad. Magic Girl and Anime aren't really my genres, but I'm a sucker for 'extra-ordinary loser' as a perspective for writing exercises.

"Bahahaha! Give up your ceaseless struggle, you're no match for me... now that I have allied with Admiral Takamakamura!"

Daryl was doing his theatrics again. Whoever on the international evil doer's council lost last nights poker hand was not having any of my shit. It's not looking good, he's got like, a million robots, and I'm a middle aged magical... "girl", let's say that to make myself feel better. La Curandera, the Wildcat Witch, or whatever they used to call me when I was way younger and about 40 pounds lighter, those days are kind of behind me. I'm doing good though! I think I've killed like, 20 guys so far? Moonbeam as usual is actually the one doing shit but I'm helping! God I wish the other girls from Arcane Biology College were alive still, I'm like, not the one who was good at fighting.

It's sort of come together for me at this point that the meme about a Deviant Art originated shipping/crossover fanwork has completed perhaps one of the most asymmetrical and disorientingly concise plot-arcs in meme history. This rambling essay will compile some recollections about ponys, pornography, and the poetry of emergent fandom.

This is very loosely structured, the TLDR of the text is that Memes can take us on a trip back through history, and there's nothing quite as Queer as being Cringe on the internet during the 2010's. Like seriously, we meme about the Gamergate to Transgirl pipeline, it's a thing.