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As soon as he heard one of his parents scream “MEDS ARE MY MAKER!", Bryan the autist knew that he was doomed. He ran randomly in a panic, typing his frenzied thoughts wildly onto Twitter. Somehow the glowGAMERGATEs had surrounded them! Bryan’s parents ran shrieking into the depths of the abandoned alley, the grunting, devoted glowGAMERGATEs in swift pursuit. Soon, Bryan was alone.
The scrawny Malaysian autist collapsed against a wall, panting raggedly. His laptop had nearly overheated, and his cell phone was on the verge of dying. No use even if they worked, for the glowGAMERGATEs had already unplugged every router on the island. By now, his whole family was surely medicated.
Lost in his thoughts, Bryan D. See did not hear the glowGAMERGATE creeping up on him. Stunned by a blow to the head, Bryan was thrown violently to the floor. The glowGAMERGATE grunted in amusement, bending down and examining his body. Dazed, Bryan turned his head to look up at his enemy. The glowGAMERGATE agent was huge, well muscled and even intelligent for his species. Right now, the glowGAMERGATE's vibrant brown skin was flashing an vibrant shade of emerald in excitement. Bryan whimpered as he realized what was about to happen.
Summoning up his powers as an Autist, Bryan bellowed in the Tard Rage and began to flail about under the glowGAMERGATE. The glowGAMERGATE, simply grunting, knocked him down to his knees and started riding the panicked lunatic like a rodeo bull. Already weakened, Bryan simply did not have the strength to dislodge the much heavier glowGAMERGATE.
All that thrashing around served to amuse the glowGAMERGATE further. His name was Gamma, and the futility of the puny Malaysian flopped around between his muscular thighs was reminding him of his mission. Gamma had meant to save the Malaysian from the fate of his fellow countrymen, but his mind was changed after realizing the stupidity of this situation. He couldn't wait any longer, whipping out his own plasma gun, Gurk seared off the back of the Malaysian's clothes, leaving his shining buttocks bare to the glowGAMERGATE's judgemental gaze.
Bryan moaned in fear, his virgin asscheeks clapping firmly together to deny the glowGAMERGATE entrance. Gamma simply laughed, ripping open his crude GAMERGATEish trenchcoat to reveal a glowing syringe, nearly 12 inches long. In one fell motion, the glowGAMERGATE jabbed the needle into Bryan's left buttock.
Much to Gamma’s frustration, his needle was simply too small to fit inside Bryan's flabby ass. He grunted furiously, screaming “TAKE YOUR MEEEEEEEEEEDEEDS!" in his deep GAMERGATEish voice as he battered his patient's head against a dumpster. Suddenly the Malaysian’s ass gave way, and the serrated head of Gamma’s needle popped through into the forbidden halls of his veins. Gamma’s pleased snort was drowned out by Bryan’s scream of agony.
The glowGAMERGATE began to pump away in earnest, his bulging muscular hands and fingers slamming brutally against his syringe. Poor Bryan was swiftly going into shock from the pain. His mind growing dim, he screamed " MEDS ARE MY MAKER!" MEDS ARE MY MAKER!", over and over as the glowGAMERGATE unloaded vial after vial of classified drugs into his bruised insides. The glowGAMERGATE’s serrated needle. had caused a large degree of internal damage, and Bryan was close to passing out from blood loss and fear. If his family didn’t find him soon, Bryan knew that he would soon be vaccinated into a Trump supporter. His poor laptop burst into flames as he tried to type out an final call for help on Gab, but it was too late.
Gamma roared out as he pushed the needle into the screaming autist one final time, his beautiful green syringe pumping load after load of mind-altering drugs into Bryan’s circulatory system. The glowGAMERGATE pulled out as Bryan’s mind slowly relaxed, releasing Gamma’s needle with a string of blood. Gamma swiftly opened his rusted toolbox to retrievr a Band-Aid and used it to hastily cover his handiwork. He then wiped the serrated needle of his syringe with his handkerchief and gently placed them within his toolbox and closed it without making a sound as a demented grin emerged on his face. Without a moment's notice, he picked up his plasma gun and violently incinerated his toolbox. "Lev noh turace!" he moaned. With a satisfied grunt, Gamma walked slowly away from the Malaysian and climbed back into his radioactive barrel with the rest of his platoon.
Bryan’s corpse lay cooling on the floor of the alley, the charred remnants of his clothes stained dark with the foul fluids of both the glowGAMERGATE and himself. And he wondered, "Was it worth it? Are meds my maker? Will I die by kittens?"
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