Imagine, if you will, inhabiting the very neon-tinted trainers of Zeppo Bitwise, a certified Nobody and proud owner of the most irrelevant avatar in the entire pixelated sprawl of Infinitweet Arena. One blip in the system, two titans of digital self-importance—namely Elon of the Endless Launches and The Donald, Duke of Deal Tweets—ignite a cosmic contest of egos, each armed with enough meme-fueled absurdities to power a small planet. As Zeppo, you duck, weave, and occasionally pirouette through showers of weaponized hashtags, Trump-branded gold carts, and Musk’s not-so-boring meme-tunnels, your only hope to keep your irrelevance intact amidst viral chaos. Dodge billionaire banter, avoid spontaneous algorithmic disasters, and survive the bewildering onslaught of trending absurdities hurled with the subtlety of a flamethrower at a marshmallow convention. Along the way, Zeppo might accidentally acquire a sentient selfie-stick ally with existential doubts, and encounter an AI named Chortle, who speaks exclusively in discarded catchphrases. Your survival means you outlast the storm—not fight it. After all, who knew existential anonymity would be such an energetic workout?
