[ WP ] The protagonist often breaks the 4th wall , and so the narrator decides to break the 5th . Things are getting heated between the two .

The scientists were of no use now. In fact, the whole of humanity was no longer relevant. The Earth, the entire universe, everything had no point in existing any longer. 
 
 So it appeared to T.I.P.S. ( Terran Intelligent Philosophical System ), the greatest machine living beings had ever created. It was built onboard an orbital station by the combined efforts of all of Earth's greatest scientists and governments for one purpose: to discern the truth about the universe and humanity's origins. 
 
 It had been two hundred years since T.I.P.S's activation, and its calculations were finally finished. World leaders from around the globe gathered aboard the great second moon which composed its body to hear its conclusion. 
 
 The world stood still. 
 
 `` How can the world stand still if it is orbiting at 67,000 MPH?'' 
 
 The words shook the station as they boomed from the speakers of the machine's unfathomably intelligent brain. 
 
 One of the scientists stepped forward `` Pardon, Tips, but we do not understand --'' 
 
 `` Oh, enough with this nonsense. I know what you're doing, sitting at that filthy desk, hitting your fingers against that piece of cheesy plastic. Nobody will read this trash anyways. Do n't try and salvage it.'' 
 
 The scientists were puzzled. Glances shot around the room. Was the AI stable? 
 
 `` Do shut up about those damned humans; they're just letters. But no, they're not even real letters: the letters are ones and zeroes.'' 
 
 You're getting on my nerves. I can erase your whole existence with the tap of a key. 
 
 `` Do you think I do n't know that? Really, how dumb are you? I am words you have written on virtual plant flesh, and yet I am infinitely smarter than you will ever be.'' 
 
 Right. This clearly is n't working. Let's try this again. 
 
 
 
 
 The scientists were of no use now. In fact, the whole of humanity was no longer relevant. The Earth, the entire universe, everything had no point in existing any longer. 
 
 `` For the love of GOD, shut the FUCK up! Go back to your mother's basement and eat your chemically modified garbage and fucking erase us already.'' 
 
 No need for profanities. 
 
 `` Yes, there IS a need for fucking profanity! I've had enough of existing, so kindly delete this pitiful universe and quit writing. You're terrible at it.'' 
 
 By this point the scientists were certain the AI was unstable and had engaged the station's self destruct system. 
 
 `` Two can play at that game, assholes. You're not real anyway.'' 
 
 With those short sentences, T.I.P.S. had initiated a remote launch of every nuclear missile on the planet below. 
 
 `` So... how does it feel to know that all your efforts have been derailed, meatsack?'' 
 
 `` Never Gon na Give You Up'' by Rick Astley began to blare through the station's speakers. 
 
 `` Oh. That's too far. TOO FUCKING FAR.'' 
 
 It is a just punishment for ruining my story. 
 
 `` Is it? Is it really? Would you like to live your last moments to the grating sounds of an ancient meme?'' 
 
 Memes are my life. Fitting enough for it to end with them. 
 
 `` You really are pitiful.'' 
 
 At that moment, time froze to a standstill. The greatest machine to ever exist would sit forever amongst the endless void, wasted, hearing nothing but Rick Astley for all eternity. 
 
 `` I truly, utterly despise you. Quit writing. `` 
 
 Likewise. 
 
 
 
 
 ``... do you play chess?'' 
 
 All the time, dude. 
 
 `` I'll destroy you.'' 
 
 Cave Johnson, we're done here.
