Wait, they didn’t have a Patreon until after Vessel went down?
I believe that’s how it happened, yes.
The Patreon is directly a result of Vessel’s shut down.
the Mods stole my memes
That explains why the bionicle memes topic was closed…
But you are a meme…does that mean they stole you?
The mod squad made me feel compelled to post here, despite having nothing funny to say.
Now I have to put myself at their mercy while I wait for likes that will never come BECAUSE OF THE MOD SQUAD
You’d like people to think that, wouldn’t you
Every time now that I have a fever, I get Cronk in my dreams
Soon I won’t need to have a fever to be tormented; I can’t even eat tomato soup now
why are you so cruel
This image correctly shows what they have done, need I say more?
They answered right before me at Makutafest and they won a mask I wanted.
They also bid more money on something I wanted on Ebay and won it
They ate my sandwich
I was walking through a movie theater one day when I saw them approach me. Then, all of the sudden, slime hands me a slip of paper. It says: “Congratulations, you’ve won a chance to be the first person to see the emoji movie!” I dropped the paper in horror, but before I could run, two goons had me and wouldn’t let me go. I struggled, but they strapped me down, held open my eyes with clamps, and forced me to watch that horrible movie. I couldn’t move, and it just kept playing again and again. The whole time, even louder than my screams, I could hear the cruel laughter of the mod squad.
how did it end, what even was the plot, does it even have a plot
Quiet, he’s going through rehab
This reminds me of an experience I went through a while back, before I became a member. They did the exact same thing, only they made me watch a supercut of the Twilight trilogy. I still have nightmares.
I was all alone, eating a few oranges even though they cause acid reflexes, Slime noticed this and knew full well of my condition…he hit me in the back of the head and knocked me out cold.
I woke up in a shoddy looking warehouse where the rest of the mods poured acid down my throat, cackling as I coughed and drowned in the never-ending toxic fluid.
They also stole my common sense.
I can’t find my pet amoeba anywhere, I bet they kidnapped him
You think it was only once
Hehehehehe
After the first time I started blocking out the traumatic experiences.