Gerald vs. Camden: Clash at Sector Meh-47

The digital winds of Sector Meh-47 howled across the neon dunes — a glitchy wasteland inside the deep servers of the MehSeries Network. Every few seconds, the ground pixelated, reloaded, then glowed as if the world itself was booting back up.

A single portal ripped open.

Gerald stepped out, cape whipping behind him (even though no wind was coded in this area).

His voice echoed with unnecessary dramatic reverb:

Gerald: “At last… my greatest rival. The time has come. The algorithms demand a duel!”

Across the field, the ground cracked. Blue light shot upward like a laser.

Camden emerged, floating above the surface, data-chains spinning around his arms. His eyes glowed with the power of Human Conversion Protocol, still lingering from when he first became fully human-code hybrid.

Camden: “Gerald… I didn’t come to fight today. But if you threaten the stability of the MehSeries network, I will end this.”

Gerald pointed at him like a supervillain in a comic:

Gerald: “You stole my spotlight in Episode 19. I will not forgive this.”

Camden blinked.

Camden: “Bro… you tripped on a smoothie machine and fell into the plot.”

Gerald gasped dramatically.

Gerald: “A heroic sacrifice! Now prepare yourself!”

THE BATTLE BEGINS

Gerald slammed his foot down.

A shockwave rippled across the terrain, sending pixels exploding like confetti.

Camden slid backward, raised a hand, and the chains around his arms whipped forward — glowing, stretching, splitting into five duplicates.

Camden: “Chainstorm: Execute.”

The chains wrapped around Gerald… or so it seemed.

Gerald flickered.

His body glitched.

A copy! A full Gerald-decoy file!

Gerald reappeared above Camden:

Gerald: “You underestimated my Dramatic Double™!”

He fired a beam of pure inconvenience — a projectile made of “Minor Annoyance” status effects:

• Untied shoes
• Itchy shirt tag
• Lag spikes
• Unexpected pop-ups
• A single lukewarm French fry

Camden shielded himself, but the fry blasted straight through the barrier.

Camden: “HOW?”

Gerald: “It was slightly soggy. Its power is limitless.”

PHASE TWO: TRUE POWER

Camden dug his heel into the ground.

Blue cracks raced outward as he activated his core:

Camden: “Fine. No more holding back.”

His hair lifted, eyes turning pure white-blue as his Human-Protocol Reactor burst open.

He blurred forward — speed breaking the frame rate.

Gerald barely dodged.

Camden: “Reality Rewrite: Patch 3.7!”

Gerald looked down to see the code around him rearranging — trying to imprison him in a box labeled:

“Character Nerf / Gerald_ContainmentRoom FINAL”

Gerald screamed.

Gerald: “YOU WOULDN’T DARE NERF ME—”

He snapped his fingers.

A surge of purple energy burst out — fueled entirely by raw, unnecessary drama.

Gerald: “Overclocked Melodrama Mode!”

Power engulfed him.

His hair shot up like he’d stuck a fork in a router.

Every movement came with a thunderclap for no reason.

He punched the Nerf Box.

It shattered.

THE FINAL CLASH

The sky turned red-blue — the entire server struggling to keep up.

Camden formed a giant energy blade.

Gerald formed… a giant complaint form, glowing with forbidden paperwork magic.

They sprinted toward each other.

Camden: “THIS ENDS NOW!”

Gerald: “I NEVER LOSE FINALES!”

The collision exploded the entire area, launching code, sound effects, and at least one random toaster into the void.

Silence.

Then… the dust cleared.

Both were standing.

Barely.

Camden smirked.

Gerald crossed his arms.

Gerald: “A draw?”

Camden: “Looks like it.”

Gerald sighed dramatically.

Gerald: “Fine. But next time, I’m bringing Sweetheart, and she likes to explode things.”

Camden groaned.

Camden: “Bro PLEASE—”

A portal opened.

A tiny voice yelled:

Sweetheart: “CAM-DEEEEEN!”

Both warriors turned pale.

They sprinted away from the battlefield together.