woohoo. chapter. so i lied to you. therefore, i must apologise for any confusion my perpetual lying may have caused.

final anger

by now mc was almost reaching his most critically acclaimed work of art, which would receive postive reviews from both fans and reviewers alike. nah, im just messing with you. he had no fans or reviewers. but it was agreed by the 2e3zens that this period of time was the most difficult time for them to throwbacks insults to mc. just like some random band who released some awesome album and then disbanding, mc put up his best fight before dying.


note: the area with the woman providing him some water has been cancelled out since noone cared about mc.

thus the brave mc prepared himself for the biggest hell he was ever about to receive, sharpening his sword, hardening his armor and so on, kinda like that sparta guy from 300 who also dies in the end. but thats another story.

as a ploy to drive the 2e3zens into a feeling that they were superior to him (which they already felt), he posted,

'wow, im a nubcake...'
scratch that last post where i said that that was mc's only true statement. this is another one of them.

thus, the 2e3zens agreed with him, though they started to feel a tinge of improvement in mcs statements. they too came up with awesome throwbacks in the hope to fuck him off (though they were all useless since the hero would save the day anyway). they started to win (barely, though) and when they were complacent, mc struck them with a revolutionary phrase blowing all of their feeble minds away as noone had heard that term before.

'stfu'

every single FUCKING 2e3zen was speechless. noone could fight back the utter embarassment they received by trying to fight mc. not even master shao kahn, who was secretly lurking in the tagboard, could use his ironic flying kick (which has nothing to do with irony, actually).


irony.

however, once they realised that mc had mocked them by using the phrase 'i showed yall', they decided to retardate. whoops, wrong word. i meant RETALIATE. anyway, they fought back with merciless onslaughts of cyborg droids created to terminate any mc they could detect. but they mistook each other for mc, destroying each other in the process. oh well, they sighed, oh well.

feeling complacent once again, mc thought he was one of them and said,

'dumb dumbs is mah race.... actually, im a dumbdumbdumbduhhhhhhh'

thinking it was funny, when actually (subtly) contradicting himself. i mean, it took me several weeks to realise that he contradicted himself. english scientists have said that this is probably the worst ever sentence constructed, however, that was still when they did not read his dying words (covered later, obviously).

sf, who liked picking on mc since he was his longlost twin brother from another dimension with the exact same amount of letters in his name as mc, said,

'who cares if youre a dumbdumb? youre not a dumbdumb; youre a fucking retard with no life'

ouch. that must have hurt. this pulled the trigger

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on mcs 'final anger' mode. hey wait a minute. thats a goddamn horse. damn you google search and your faulty searches, DAMN YOUUUUUUUUU! anyway, when he entered said mode, he threateningly posted,

'seriosly, where r yall from?'

in the hope that a 2e3zen would be as smart as him and reveal the secret location of the 2e3zens who were hiding in an undisclosed cave, away from civilisation by miles and miles of sea and land. also, he did not notice the banner-like thing on the top part of the page since he could not read (though i do not know how he is able to type such bullshit messages).

well, after hiring a bunch of highly skilled scientists under minimum wage, i am now able to reveal the secret of how mc is able to be unable to read, yet still be able to be able to type bullshit messages on the tagboard. what is the secret, you ask? turn the goddamn page, idiot.

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until next time,

uncle joejoe