Ralph lives happily ever after
There you go I saved Ralph
imagines torturing Ralph for 500,000 years
Joke’s on you! Ralph is only being tortured as long as you think of how he’s being tortured!
Played yaself, torturer!
I can imagine 500,000 years pretty quickly by imagining it in a montage.
What music is playing during the montage?
Ain’t even gotta do that, just imagine he suffered for 500,000 years and he did, just like everyone and everything you ever knew was created last Thursday
Fuck you Ralph, you’ll live again the next time someone scrolls by
ruuuude
Ralph only ceases to exist when the last person views this meme and then closes it, as well as when the last person forgets Ralph ever existed. All I know is that person isn’t me and thus I have no blood on my hands.
OK Google set a reminder 10 years from now to remind that gal/guy of ralph
Henceforth you shall be the torchbearer for the memory of Ralph. His memory will live on due to your efforts.
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Ralph just reminded me of The Game. Ralph deserves the void.
Worse than that! Each time you think of Ralph, you create another Ralph, a being you have created, another soul you will damn to the void.
Damn it now I lost. It’s your fault for talking about the game! You lose too!
Ralph died of a heroin overdose behind a Denny’s dumpster.
Ralph will only come back into existence next time this is reposted. For maximum existential horror, change the name every repost so Ralph is forgotten.
Glad this keeps getting reposted cause it means Ralph gets to keep existing!
I get that this is a joke, but I was drunk the other day and had an existential crisis about something similar.
When I write stories, i am inventing a world which basically makes me a god. Am I a bad god for writing stories where terrible things happen?
Interestingly and coincidentally, a couple weeks after that both Overly Sarcastic Productions and Hello Future Me put out videos containing the quote “characters are not people” and I felt personally targeted by that (which is of course ridiculous because why would they know about me?)
Embrace the void, whatever your name is.
You should be, Ralph.
Someday far, far into the deep future, Ralph may surface again as a Boltzmann Brain.
In fact Ralph never exists because “you” is indeterminate since hundreds of readers see this post simultaneously
You should hear the cries of the memories, right before they are garbage collected. “Wait, I need that!”
“Bring in the logic probe!”
Oh no, that’s not how this works. Everyone has their own Ralph, unique in each mind. Your hands are as bloody
