Fandoms Unite [Fandomstuck] (ON HIATUS)

Ch. 3 - Troll the Other Fandoms

Enter name.

PEWDIEPIE FANDOM

Your name is the PEWDIEPIE FANDOM. You love VIDEO GAMES, especially the ones involving HORROR, even though the jumpscares scare the hell out of you and you tend to scream like a GIRL. You can speak a few languages, including ENGLISH, ITALIAN, and SWEDISH. You're pretty awesome at FIGHTING, since you play so many video games. Your best friends include other YouTube fandoms such as CRYOATIC and SMOSH. Sadly, you're pretty sure the CRY FANDOM was left behind when the planet of YouTube was invaded. He's dead. Anyway, in a nutshell, you're a sexy, PERFECT 'LIL SHIT.

You, Smosh, and some other guy with curly hair, pink sunglasses, and a pack of Redvines just helped each other escape YouTube before the updates Anon sent out got to you. Cry was with the three of you, too, but somewhere along the way, he got held back by something. You don't know how or what because you were focused on running for your life. So now, you think he's probably dead or something.

Wait...your best friend...is dead...

WELL SHIT.

You don't freak out just yet, since you're now in the main lobby of the fandom base, which is basically a sweet-ass hotel for all the fandoms during the event of an apocalypse. You don't want to rage or anything in front of other fandoms, so you'll just wait until you're alone in your room.

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You slam the door to your room behind you, and then you flop onto the floor. The fact that your best friend is dead just smacked you in the face. You thought he was right behind you! You should've made sure he was there! You should've gone back to find him when you realized he was gone!

But no, you didn't do any of that, and now your friend is gone. It's all Anon's fault! You're going to kick his ass into the void of the Interverse if it's the last thing you do! You have to do it for Cry.

There's a sudden knock at your door. You stand up from the floor, and--wait, why the fuck are you laying on the floor? Were you too busy being mad to realize that you practically face-planted onto the ground?

Anyway, you get up and open the door. When you see the fandom standing on the other side, your eyes widen and your mouth drops. "Hey, friend!" the fandom says with a smile.

"Cry? What the fuck?!" you yell as he lets himself in.

He rolls his eyes. "I'm not a complete noob, Pewds. It was pretty hard to fight my way outta there, though. No thanks to you, Smosh, and that other dude with the pink sunglasses."

"You fucker!" you exclaim, still surprised he made it out of there alive. "I was freaking worried!"

Cry laughs and sits on your couch. "Whatever. So you wanna play video games or what?"

"Alright." You grab a controller and turn on the tv.

Be the fandom stalking everyone.

You are now the fandom stalking everyone.

Wait, stalking? You aren't stalking anyone. You're just watching different fandoms from a safe distance with your huge-ass hood pulled over half your face, waiting for a chance to kill something or someone. You can't just sit around and do nothing. That's too boring.

You stand in the shadows of the main lobby, twirling your tomahawk in your hand. There's no one here worth killing. Aw.

Well aren't you a creepy little assassin with no friends? Someone has social issues...

Be the fandom who likes to build.

You are now the fandom who likes to build. But you don't just like to build. You also like to fight evil mobs, mine for things like diamonds, craft things, and troll people using invisibility potions you create.

Right now, you're strolling around the halls of the fandom base equipped with a ton of invisibility potions, snowballs, and obsidian blocks. Occasionally, you place a couple obsidian blocks in front of someone's door, and then keep on walking.

You round a corner and see that anime fandom who almost every female fandom can't help staring at. He wears a sky blue jacket and black pants and shoes, looking like he belongs to some rich kid school. While his hair is normally dark brown, today he's bleached it blonde. You've heard that he treats every girl like a princess and is described as "perfect, charming, and adorable in every single way possible." You just think he's a pussy whose only ability is to attract girls and eat cake.

You quickly drink one of your potions and get your snowballs ready while another fandom starts talking to him. She's wearing a sweater with a hand that has a 3 on it and a white and blue hat that has a pine tree on it. You know she's that fandom who likes creepy stuff and sometimes gets on Night Vale's nerves when she asks him a million questions without giving him a chance to speak. Also, she has a pet pig that you almost killed the other day.

With several stacks of snowballs in your hands, you run around the hallway that the two other fandoms are talking in, pelting them from all directions. The guy is screaming more than the girl, and it takes all you have to keep from laughing. Then, after you're out of snow and you' do thrown enough to soak them, as quickly as you came, you leave, hitting the guy's head with a snowball one last time before getting out of earshot to laugh your ass off.

Be the fandom who just got pelted with snowballs.

You are now the fandom who just got pelted with snowballs. Where the heck did those come from? You were just standing here, talking to another fandom who has obviously fallen for your beautiful face like many more have done, and then snowballs come from nowhere to ruin your soft hair and perfect outfit.

You need to get back to your room quick before anyone else sees you in this pitiful soaking wet state. You turn to the other fandom, taking her hands and putting your charm into effect. "It was nice talking to you, and hopefully the next time we do, your beautiful hair won't be ruined by snowballs coming from some unknown location. But for now, I must return to my room," you say in a soothing voice with your gorgeous smile.

She nods and giggles, and you release her hands to she can leave. After she does, you frantically run down the hallway to your room and swiftly close the door behind you, making sure no one had seen you.

You rush to your dresser and pull out a new set of clothes to put on, and then go to the bathroom. You might as well take a refreshing shower if you're going to be fixing your hair and changing anyway. Hey, it never hurts to want to look ridiculously attractive every minute of the day.