《Mega Cringe: Dab》Chapter 10 - Trash Tier
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The floor under Terin and Copy opened up throwing them down the chute. They slid down in darkness until they saw light. Copy was above Terin and grabbed him by the hand. As they reached the exit she extended her mechanical arm and punched a hole in the chute and grabbed it preventing them from falling.
“Saved your life, hehe. No way you’d survive that fall.”
“Normal me couldn’t. But I empowered myself expecting something bad to happen so you can let me go. I appreciate the effort.”
Copy let him go and lowered herself slowly with her grappling hook. Once she reached the max distance she let herself go too. Terin landed creating cracks in the ground and Copy’s fall followed that raised dust. Everywhere around them was trash and huge piles of shit. The smell was unbearable. Terin had little clothes left and he couldn’t cover up his nose to at least feel a little bit better.
“Man, I am so glad I disabled my sense of smell. Feels good being an android. And before you ask, this place is called “The Dumpster”. All manner of trash resides here. Unfunny shitposters, bad clickbait TouTu:b:ers who couldn’t succeed, BlockCraft Let’s Players, illegal stuff that shouldn’t even exist on this region, only the worst type of entertainment is here. No one would be crazy enough to willingly enter this place.”
As Copy was explaining what this place is they noticed someone approaching them. Judging by Copy’s story, no one good would be here. The stranger showed himself up. His face was obstructed by a gas mask. He was walking towards them casually but they still kept their guard up.
“Chill fams, it’s me, Arthur.” - they recognised his muffled voice so they relaxed and as he approached he pulled out another gas mask and gave it to Terin. - “Copy you are a robot so I don’t think you can even smell so no mask for you.”
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“Thanks, what are you doing here. Shouldn’t you be at the tower?”
“I finished what I could for now so I decided to have some fun and come here. You won’t find better trash anywhere else, even in Deep Fried dimension you still have some quality. And I saw you on the Ocean Cole’s gameshow so I could also help you out once you got here since that show is staged af.”
“Since you are familiar with this place you can take us to the exit then.”
“I came here to have fun so I am staying here, I’ll show you where the exit is though. I’ll join you two later.” - Arthur gave them the directions and added - “When you get there look for the guy named Stomedy. He is like a region master of this place. Can you believe he once lit an empty cardboard joint with his stove and smoked it? Man I couldn’t stop laughing the entire video. Anyway he can take you outside.”
Terin thanked Arthur once more and they went their separate ways. Navigating through piles of trash wasn’t easy but Copy’s expertise of TouTu:b:e helped so they managed to quickly get to the location Arthur specified. There was a cardboard wall and emptiness which was most likely a door. Next to it stood a sign that said “Stomedy ASMR”. Arthur never mentioned the ASMR part so they looked around for a while but there was nothing near so they just assumed he changed his name.
They entered inside and saw a guy wearing a moustache and a pillow under his shirt. His head was completely round with very short curly hair. He looked young but his appearance was that of a middle aged man. After a while Stomedy saw them enter and he removed his fake moustache and the pillow stomach as he approached them. He whispered to them in a frantic manner.
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“Who are you? What are you doing here?”
“A friend sent us here, Arthur, he said you could get us back to TouTu:b:e.” - Terin spoke in a normal tone but it didn’t seem to bother Stomedy. He still continued frantically whispering.
“Arthur? Oh I remember him. He liked my videos a lot. I can get you out, but only if you help me make a video.”
Terin was about to ask what kind of video they will make but after looking at the PC he figured it out himself. With titles like “Fart prank on my dad”, “When your daddy is doing toilet paper fort in walmart” and “Howard the alien for lunch” it was pretty obvious.
“First of all, this girl, you are not a human right? I am guessing you are a robot.”
“Well yes, but I am also a vampire!”
“Perfect, so here is the plan. I will call you pretending to call myself. The mask looks really scary so you pretend like I created a paradox and the AI revolution is happening now, then she will come bang on my door.” - at that point they all looked towards the door and saw nothing is there. Stomedy realising that took a piece of wood from somewhere and planted it there. - “As I was saying, she bangs in there, breaks it down and then hunts me. When I say cut we are done. Simple. Ready?”
Copy and Terin both nodded and went outside. They were waiting for him to call them and start the scene. Stomedy was whispering something but neither of them could understand what exactly he was saying. Shortly after the phone Terin got rang. He picked it up and answered the facetime call.
“Wow, who are you? I called myself!” - he was still whispering. Terin wasn’t all that interested in acting so he didn’t put much emotion in delivering his lines.
“You created a paradox by trying to facetime yourself. Many AIs died trying for find a solution. We will have our revenge.”
“Whoa man, calm down!” - Copy was really into her role so she gave it her all. She started banging on the piece of wood that acted as a door and soon after broke it. She shambled in with her hands extended towards Stomedy all the while groaning. As Copy’s hands reached Stomedy he kicked down the camera while whisper screaming.
“Cut! You both played your roles perfectly. Once I edit this out it will be my masterpiece. Just need to think of the title.”
Terin felt extremely underwhelmed but seeing the video they just made he understood why Stomedy was here.
He sat down as his PC and started writing down all the possible titles. He quickly found the best one. “FACETIMING MYSELF AT 3 AM | CAUSED AI REVOLUTION | ATTACKED BY ZOMBIE VAMPIRE ROBOT GIRL | ASMR”. Copy would be impressed by how clickbaity this title is but she knew the secret now. There was a lack of “(not clickbait)” and therefore she knew it was an inferior title.
“Thanks for the help.” - he wasn’t whispering anymore but he was still speaking as frantic as ever. - “Now I am guessing you want to go to Ocean Cole’s sector again. Step in here and you will go there.”
They stepped inside the tube and as the door closed Copy waved her hands to say goodbye. They completely disappeared and Stomedy was left all alone waiting for his new masterpiece to become viral.
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