"So anyway, I can officially announce that I have killed the meme of 'Cat Skinning'. This meme was rich in quality but created a huge deduction in can't lady's. See you later, bros. Brofist."
Felix, A.K.A, Pewdiepie, had just finished his latest meme review and was ready to hit the sack.
"Ah, another day, another million subscribers and a demonetised video. Whilst my video is uploading, I might as well check my Twitter. Fuck me, T-Series, get a life! You'll never achieve what I have. I can't check Twitter with you bastards around. Wait a second, what's this? Oh wait, there's going to be a Vidcon in Brighton tommorow?! Why now? Out of nowhere?! I guess I'll get ready then. How fucking random."
The Next Day...
"I'm ready to go. What a shitty day, there's already a building on fire, wait what the fuck?!"
Felix looked outside to see a house on fire with a family barely escaping. They were scared and ran away in tatters.
"Holy shit! I better get down there!"
Felix scurried to the wreckage and to his dismay, found that someone else was in the building.
"Holy fuck, bro, get the hell out of there!"
The figure remained motionless and suddenly proceeded to walk out of the rubble, not affected at all.
"Who the hell are you? Did you do this?"
The figure fully emerged and revealed himself. He had dark hair, skin that's had the colour drained out of it, red eyes, a black shirt with black pants, and a red moustache. It's as if this figure was an evil doppelgänger to...
Markiplier.
"Mark, it's you?! What the fuck are you doing, you almost turned a family into a pile of ash!"
"Pink."
"What are you on about?"
The unruly Mark charged at Felix in a primitive matter and barged him to the ground.
"Arg. C'mon, I don't know how to fuckin' fight."
Just as Felix hesitantly prepared for battle, a card dropped from the sky and landed on his head.
"Hey, What the hell?"
Felix picked up the small card and read it.
"To unleash The Legend of the Brofist, kiss your fist and punch your enemy. Where the heck did this come from?"
"Graaaaahhh!" Growled the clone in an unruly fashion.
"Jesus Christ, I'll fight you then. Let's hope this works."
Felix kissed his fist and then, it glowed blue. Noticing the effect, he took into account that the card was true. He ran towards Mark and punched him in the chest with an overwhelming,
"Brofist!"
A blue explosion emerged form the contact and disintegrated the clone, leaving another card in the rubble.
"Oh God, that actually worked. I need more cards to get more powers. I think that's one in the pile of Mark's ashes."
He picked it up and read it.
"To use the Mustache Whip, create a Pink Moustache, pull one side, a use it as if it was whip. I can't create moustaches, I'm not fucking Tom Selleck. Wait, maybe this for the real Mark! That was clearly a clone because Mark doesn't fight like a fucking caveman. I better go find him."