Meme Season (s1)

Day 2

(Announcer)lady's and gents, the first day of meme season was extravagant, we had three contestants go down yesterday, and those are Capri, Johny Star and Ninja. Today is officially the second day, and we are off to a quite start.
(3rd person)yesterday Pete and Nicklas, had captured someone in their trap, and brung them into a cave. They've been inside this cave ever since. The grey morning sky could be seen from were Pete and Nicklas we're sitting, inside the cave.
(Pete)hey Tyler, I know you're hungry in there, and there's plenty to eat. So why don't we work together so you can get what you want and vice versa?
(Tyler one)GRUG! GRUG! GRUG!*bangs on ground viciously*.
(Nicklas)looks like he speaks some sort of...primal language.
(Pete)hey! I've got a better idea. How about we befriend him with food, and then he'll help us.
(Nicklas)I thinks it's the only way we'll get anything done.
(3rd person)Pete opened a can of ravioli, and gave it to Tyler one.
(Tyler one)*sniffs ravioli*. GRUG! GRUG-GRUG-GRUG!*incoherently screams while soaking himself in ravioli*.
(Pete)I don't know if we can tame him. I think he's a lost cause.
(Nicklas)the only thing we have left to spare, is some GFUEL.
(Tyler one)did you say GFUEL?
(3rd person)Pete and Nicklas looked back at Tyler one, in fear.
(Nicklas)y-yeah.
(Tyler one)give me some.
(Nicklas)h-here you go*hand Tyler some GFUEL*.
(Tyler one)it's...it's been so long without you*moans and begins to violently slurp the GFUEL*.
(Pete)are you feeling better pal?*chuckles*well now that we've done something for you, how about you tag along with us, and help us out?
(Tyler one)*moans even louder*.
(Nicklas)maybe we should give him some time.
(Pete)yeah...you're probably right.
(3rd person)there was a small town one an a half miles away from Nicolas and Pete's position, and in that town there was two of the contestants, but one had the advantage of surprise. In a building on the outskirts of this town, cradled in the four walls a contestant named Gordon Ramsay. He was oblivious to the fact that right outside these very scratched up, and slightly mill-dew coated walls was Guy Fieri, torching the place to the very foundation. Gordon Ramsay was lucky enough to actually have electricity. It seams they kept electricity and water fluent through the town, but with the risk of other contestants being there. But being oblivious to the intruder, Gordon was currently whipping up some delicious lamb with a side of lamb sauce.
(Gordon Ramsay)*humming a song*nothing that a little salt won't do*chuckles*.*wipes sweat off face*what in the blazes? It's burning hot in here!
(3rd person)after the room became suspiciously hot, Gordon predictably followed his instincts, and opened the front door to be met with burning red flames across his entire body. He fell to his knees and hands, and began to crawl behind a sofa not far from the door.
(Guy Fieri)wow! Nice place you've set up man.*sniffs*is that...lamb?*chuckles*you've really got it goin on in here pal!
(3rd person)Gordon took shame in letting some doofus enter into his make shift kitchen. For any chef this is shameful and disrespecting.
(Gordon Ramsay)the only person that belongs in the kitchen is a chef!*throws knife at Guy Fieri*.
(3rd person)Guy Fieri caught the blade with ease, attempting to inflict fear upon Gordon.
(Gordon Ramsay's mind)*looks around the room*this place is burning to the ground and quick. I have to find a way out before he gets in range of burning me to a crisp.
(3rd person)Gordon had came up with an genius idea. He planned to feel the walls for heat, and which ever area was the hottest he was going to break through it. Gordon Ramsay ran deeper into the house but so did Guy Fieri. Gordon had but mere seconds to find his escape, but Eventually Guy Fieri caught up with Gordon in the bathroom.
(Gordon Ramsay)a-ha! There it is, the weak spot. Now if I could just-
(Guy Fieri)a-hem!
(Gordon Ramsay)*turns to face Guy Fieri*lovely day isn't it?*nervously laughs*.
(3rd person)Guy Fieri gave he moment a silent pause, to let Gordon suffocate in fear. But this Gordon wasn't no coward, he was a chef! Gordon, with all his strength, had threw a knife into the sink faucet, causing a burst of water across the bathroom. With a witty remark, Gordon bursts through the weak spot, located over the bathtub, and lands on his feet. He's out in the open, with Guy Fieri on his back side, and the great unknown on all three other angles. He decides to stand his ground, and prove himself a master chef. After Guy Fieri arose from demolished wall, he dried the water off his flamethrower, and ignited it once more.
(Guy Fieri)smart move kid*rings shirt*. But we're all in here because we're experienced...well except for Nicklas cage, he just broke in here, but that's besides the point! We're all in here because we're experienced fighters-
(Gordon Ramsay)actually we're all just iconic memes, in a hunger games-like setting, that some guy made into a story.
(Guy Fieri)one more word like that, and I'll burn you to ash! You know we can't 4th wall break in here! It's against the rules.
(Gordon Ramsay)right mate sorry...apologies for that one.
(Guy Fieri)anyways! Let's get dirty!*starts to spread flames across Gordon's general direction.
(3rd person)the flames came to an end, and there was nothing to be seen. Gordon had completely disappeared. After a brief searching of Guy Fieri's eyes, he finally spotted Gordon nearly eight feet away. He was in perfect toasting range.
(Guy Fieri)I'm about to flambé you into a nice golden brown!*flamethrower doesn't start*.cmon!*clicks trigger*. Why isn't this stupid thing worki-oh! Sneaky-sneaky*chuckles*. You gutted my fuel tank with you're kitchen knife huh? That's alright*chucks flamethrower to the ground*. What about hand to hand? Me and you, and our bare fists. What do you say?
(3rd person)I say mate, that what you just said is an act of despair, and I don't need cocky donkeys like you running around! So you really wanna know what I say!? I say let a chef do what he's best at!*maniacally laughs*.
(3rd person)Guy Fieri slightly crouches down ready to dodge any attack, as he fearfully swallows a mouthful of adrenaline.
(Guy Fieri)w-what do you mean?
(Gordon Ramsay)every chef has a bottle of olive oil and maybe a towel or two, and most importantly! And most importantly in this scenario, a lighter!
(Guy Fieri)wait! You don't mean!?
(Gordon Ramsay)oh yes I mean! I mean, I'm about to set you ablaze with you're own spilt fuel, and a makeshift molotov! Good bye donkey!*sets molotov on fire and throws it*.
(3rd person)Guy Fieri was no longer. His remains were left in the middle of the road. They were merely ash when the fire went out.