It was the dawn of the third age of memekind – ten years after the Snoopocalypse.
The Risa Project was a dream, given form. Its goal: to prevent another memewar, by creating a place where humans and shitposters can work out their differences peacefully. It's a port of call – home away from home – for OC creators, reposters, entrepreneurs, and wanderers.
Humans and shitposters, wrapped in two million, five hundred thousand tons of spinning metal . . . all alone on the net.
It can be a dangerous place, but it's our last best hope for shitposting.
This is the story of the last of the Risa meme stations. The year is 2023. The name of the place is /c/Risa.
Don't give it life. We all know how it ends.
With "Hate".
Kudos @bloopernova for the idea of Spock trying to mind meld with a Vorlon, which results in Spock's head exploding.
Since I lack any kind of photoshop skills, I snuck a Mythbuster reference into the third bit.
Live long and MS paint.
Heck yeah, B5 and Trek snark just works, like Romulan Ale and dinner with Klingon diplomats. The TOS sets and early B5 sets were so charmingly cardboardy. They even looked alike. Big swatches of primary colors.
Me when I see B5:
