Battle of the Apps

Ever since Instagram and Twitter came into the spotlight Facebook has been looked over. Many people have made the switch from Facebook to Instagram or Twitter.

Facebook isn't getting very many users anymore. I might have to wage war. Hmm...I really don't want to have to do that.

Not to mention Google is a big player too.

Ugh, being in this virtual social media world is quite boring. I get a new notification, process the email, and then a new account is made. We have such low newcomers now that I can actually process everything by myself. I used to have to have a couple hundred people helping me. And then Instagram and Twitter decided to join.

I really just might have to wage war. Get the name flowing again. But, I'd rather avoid a fight. I can't see another option. "Penny! Assemble the posters! We're going to war!"

~Twitter Headquarters~

Busy, busy, busy. Nothing unusual. "Kaid! You missed a profile!" I shout. "My bad sir." Every once in a while somebody misses an email to process. I'm unlike the other social media people. Facebook is pretty quiet, haven't heard much from her. But, back when they were big, the second somebody missed an email, SPLIT! They were gone.

Google is the same. Instagram's penalty is horrible. They get thrown to the Depleter. The Depleter is like execution. It sucks the virtual life out of you and you are nothing but air. I'm nowhere near as strict. Most of the time I don't do much about it. If it's once in a while I don't mind. But it's never gotten so bad I've had to deplete someone.

Virtual life isn't easy. You may wonder how we can be born if we're only virtual. Well, here's your answer. We aren't born. There's no birds and bees. We are created. When a person is depleted a new is created in the Maker.

"Sir, I think you might want to look at this," my assistant Cole says. He hands me the special tablet I ordered for him. Cole is my main officer. He keeps everybody in check. I look at the tablet. "You're joking right?" "No, sir. Facebook is actually going to launch an attack soon. We need to prepare," he suggests.

"Let me talk to her first. I knew her....a long time ago," I say. "You don't have the best reputation with her. Are you sure you wouldn't like me to handle this?" he asks. "I am perfectly capable of handling her." Cole nods and I walk off to my personal quarters.

I go to my hologram and scroll down my contacts. Pinterest, Tumblr, Instagram, Google, Firefox, Skype, Facebook. AHA! Found her! I tap her name and wait for her to answer my call. "What do you want Twit?" "It's Twitter, thank you very much. You want to explain to me why you are going to wage war?!" I shout.

"God, you are such an idiot. Of course I am. Firefox is getting more users than me! Whether you like it or not I will fight to be superior in this sector. You should warn Google and Instagram. Bye Twitter," she clicks off.

I have to warn the others.

~Google Headquarters~

"Make me your Aphrodite! But dooooon't, make me your enemy!" Sherry sings. "Can you stop singing Dark Horse!" I bark. She makes a face and I give her my glare. She returns back to checking activity in the sector.

Most of the social media sites here in the virtual world are split into sectors. In sector one we have Google, Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram. In sector two there's Pinterest, Firefox, Tumblr, and Skype. Sector three is the forgotten sector.

Those are the social media sites most people have forgotten like MySpace.

"Google! I think you might want to look at this! Twitter just sent us a warning notice. Apparently, Facebook is going to wage war for superiority in this sector." "That blind woman. She's so foolish she can't even see she'll fail. But, I've known her for quite some time so she is most definitely not supposed to be underestimated. The second you do, you lose," I say.

I grab the tablet from Sherry and look over the information. "Idiot!" I throw the tablet. It hits a nearby wall and shatters. Sherry winces. "Assemble the searchers! I will not lose to such a child!"

~Instagram Headquarters~

I'm in my office humming when Adriana comes in the room. "Kacey missed an email sir!" she says. "Depleter," I respond. She nods her head and goes off to take care of that idiot.

I'm surfing the internet when a message appears in my inbox. It's from...Twitter? That's odd. "Facebook is going to wage war. She's trying to bring back her social media site," I read. God, this girl doesn't know when to let up.

Facebook is like a teenage girl nagging you. Except she can kill you in literally, a blink of an eye. She's not to be messed with. Well, I guess I better call her to see if it's that time of the month.

I go to the hologram in my room and scroll down until I find her name. I tap it and she appears instantly.

"It'd be nice if you IMBECILES didn't keep bothering me! Yes, I'm going to wage war. Now quit bothering me or I'll turn you dust," she shuts off the hologram without even letting me speak a word.

The worst part about her saying that she'll turn me to dust is it hurts my feelings. I'm joking. I really could give two craps less. Well, looks like I'm going to have to assemble my followers. "Adriana! Get in here!" I shout.

She comes in and gives me a questioning look. I give her my nod. "Okay, followers will be ready in a few hours," she says. I really hope Facebook knows what she's doing.

~Facebook Headquarters~

"Penny! How many posters have been lined up?" I ask. "47,892," she answers. Damnit. Still need 2,108 more.

"Hurry up! I want to do this now! These idiots can't compare to me!" I shout. Penny nods her head and goes to collect more posters.

Facebook, Instagram, Google, they will bow down at the sight of me after this.

They have no idea what's coming.