One inconspicuous afternoon, SMG4 and Mario were (unsurprisingly) on a wacky adventure. This particular adventure being them trying to find random meme objects that SMG3 placed around the Showgrounds, which includes the forest surrounding it too. On this fateful day, they just so happened to hear a whirring noise that almost sounded as if something was going to crash, but passed it off as maybe a meme causing that sound.
Unfortunately for them, it actually was important. While they were about to grab a meme object, there was a very loud and sudden boom, as if something crashed. The two of them made brief eye contact, both knowing to rush over to the site of where they heard the noise.
Strangely enough, they saw more signs of plant life, almost as thoughof plant life, as if there were more plants suddenly growing near the crash. The closer they got, the weirder it got. It was as if a whole jungle sprouted out of nowhere right at the crash site. As they got closer, there was a strange turquoise and golden guardian pod with an arrow pointing down, looking as if plants were helping to hold it up. There looked to be a golden flower pattern around against the main turquoise color on it.
“What the…” SMG4 trailed off as he saw the mysterious guardian pod’s door opening to reveal a new guardian. What SMG4 didn’t understand was why there was a new guardian and who this may even be. This includes his curiosity going as far as to questioning if there’s a partner to this new, mysterious guardian.
It looked as if there was some kind of light on a string that glowed a peach color until it faded away and a clink was heard. As the person started to walk out, SMG4 started to see the outfit. Sure enough, Mario is definitely the avatar. Again. Even though SMG4 suppressed the urge to sigh, he continued to study exactly who is coming out from the guardian pod. They had a general turquoise and gold outfit, similar to the design of the guardian pod, and had small parts of peach to pink on them as well.
When he saw their eyes, his own eyes widened a bit as he noticed it wasn’t at all how he expected. To be fair, he had to admit to himself that it definitely complimented the colors of their outfit too. Mario, on the other hand, wasn't nearly as interested. It didn’t help that he was thinking of spaghetti, otherwise, he might’ve been more curious.
“...Who are you?” SMG4 called out to the figure who was looking around at the plants near themself, somehow not noticing SMG4 and Mario standing not too far away from them.
That got their attention quickly.
“Oh, uh…” The person started, hesitantly continuing, “I’m… SMG9. I don’t know much else to tell you or how I even am here now.”
SMG4 slowly walked closer to SMG9, who seemed even unsure of their own name. He did notice how their ears seemed to be a little differently shaped, almost like an elf’s, but not quite. The blue-clad meme guardian looked over at Mario, sharing similar expressions. They definitely needed to tell SMG1 and SMG2 about this as soon as possible, and SMG3.
On a regular day to check up on the Internet Graveyard, SMG3 only found it in complete ruins. There was no explanation as to why there’s so much wind, let alone it being in complete havoc and in ruin. He tried to find some kind of explanation as to what was happening, but he was finding small tornados. As much as they weren’t the most helpful nor wanted, it at least wasn’t full blown tornados. It still didn’t make sense though.
The further he tried to investigate, the more severe the weird weather became. It felt very unnatural for this to happen, even with all the dead memes causing chaos at times. It sure is a rough job to try and maintain the dead meme cycle, but this is even worse at the moment. As he continued in (with his hat blowing off sometimes), he felt almost as though there was a strong wind trying to block and barricade him away from getting to something.
Even though it was harsh winds, he still managed to tough it out, like he always does, and got to the source of the phenomenon. When he did, it was calm, like the eye of a hurricane. Strangely enough, it was pretty peaceful and calming. That was until he noticed a guardian pod. It was a strange guardian pod. It was pretty dark, but with the contrast of a bright arrow pointing up with a nice pink down to purple gradient and an orange-peach kind of color outlining it. It also had rainbow colored spots, similar to what an arcade carpet might have.
Low and behold, the door was already open apparently. He glanced around to try and spot the perpetrator of who he assumed was the cause of the abnormal weather. Soon enough, he spotted someone who had a wide, mischievous grin on their face. It almost looked maniacal in a way, but more full of mischief out of anything. SMG3 didn’t even know how to even describe what this person even looked like.
All he could say was that everything about them looked chaotic. Spiky and long white hair with two strands going over the ears and ending in an explosion kind of shape. They had a darker complex that the white hair definitely complimented against them. The hat looked as if someone bit out of it, but with two small holes that are right next to each other, as if chipped, but more like bitten. He couldn’t even start on the ears nor eyes. As far as he could tell, their ears were long and elf-like, but more pointy and longer. The right pupil being shaped like a three and the left pupil being shaped like a seven with the irises being like an eight that was filled in fully rather than having the two empty spots in them.
SMG3 really didn’t know how to even describe them. You just kind of had to see them for yourself. He did have to admit, the diamond shape on the cuffs of their gloves looked nice with that cyan color looked nice along with that same color being star shaped on their overall buttons. The general outfit was dark exactly like their guardian pod, their sweater littered with the arcade carpet shapes of rainbow colors.
Another weird thing he noticed was an almost astral kind of spacey tail. It was purple into pink to the tip and littered with orange-peach dots, as if they were stars, in it too.
SMG3 shook his head and confidently approached the person, who he assumed is a meme guardian since they came from the guardian pod that’s suspiciously designed just like them, and cleared his throat when he was close enough.
“Hey, what the fuck are you doing?” SMG3 sharply asked when he got their attention. He noticed some kind of long and sharp weapon before it suddenly dissipated into sparkly stardust before his eyes, unable to get a good look at it before it was gone.
The source of the severe weather turned around and stopped, a ball of wind vanishing as they shut their hand around it, leaning back and bending their back to look backwards at SMG3. It felt unnatural and disturbing to see that, but SMG3 didn’t let his guard down by getting a little creeped out on how they bent back like that to look at him. He noticed that the emblem on the cap was like the one on the back of their gloves as well; a pink hurricane symbol with an orange-peach diamond in the middle as if to be the “eye” of the symbol.
“Me? Well, the name’s SMG10! Pleasure to meet you!” SMG10 called back at SMG3 in a sing-song voice with an unnervingly large smile. SMG3 was able to quickly tell they definitely had fangs, and they did not look dull whatsoever. Despite that, he did kind of like the general chaotic nature of this mysterious and new meme guardian.
Sure, he should tell SMG1 and SMG2 at some point, but, for now, it’ll be fine. He should just focus on trying to learn more about SMG10 and teach them how to maintain the life cycle of memes, seeking to get them to help him with it. It’d be much easier if he did have help after all.
After a while, SMG3 and SMG4 ended up meeting up in the Showgrounds. Unsurprisingly, it was in SMG3’s cafe for a coffee.
As usual, SMG4 would order his typical coffee and it devolved into random rambling about his day. That was until SMG4 suddenly mentioned about a guardian pod and a new meme guardian. It caught SMG3’s attention pretty quickly.
“–and there were a lot of plants!” SMG4 happily rambled on.
“Wait, wait. Hold on a moment. Go back to what you were first saying? What do you mean you and Mario found a new guardian pod?” SMG3 quickly asked, sitting at the same table as him, across from SMG4 and leaning forward now, brows furrowed and eyes narrowed at the other meme guardian.
“Yeah, Mario and I found a new guardian pod that crashed right near us when you hid those meme objects around the Showgrounds. It crashed in the forest right near us when we were about to grab one. It was really strange seeing so many plants flourish near the crash and even more at the guardian pod,” SMG4 replied, not saying the exact same thing as last time, trying to add more details as he thought back to it.
“...And there just so happened to be a guardian pod that crashed right near you two where you were?” SMG3 asked, sounding comedically dumbfounded. Not only is he really puzzled over this, but it seemed like around the same time when he found the other guardian pod himself in the Internet Graveyard.
“Yep! Sure, it was… abnormal and I don’t know why there’s a new meme guardian now, but they seemed good and okay! In fact, their name is SMG9 and they're at the castle now,” SMG4 continued to ramble on, seemingly very happy about some new guardians suddenly appearing that have no reason whatsoever to even be here.
Something then suddenly struck SMG3’s mind, his eyes widening. “S… SMG9?” SMG3 blurted out loud on accident, emphasizing the nine. Something about that seemed really off. The more he thought about it, SMG10 had to be SMG9’s meme guardian partner and those numbers seemed weird.
It felt that maybe, just maybe, that those numbers had a deeper meaning to them… Why would there have been a sudden gap between their numbers? Where’s the SMGs from five to eight at then? Did those numbers hide deeper meanings?
SMG3 decided to not dwell on it further and focus on the current matter on hand, and that being; There’s now new meme guardians and SMG3 and SMG4 needed to tell SMG1 and SMG2 as soon as possible.
He didn’t notice SMG4 was trying to get his attention either, which was his fault.
“Hellooo? Earth to Three? You there?” SMG4 asked, waving a hand in front of SMG3’s face until he got his attention.
“Huh? What? Oh, right, sorry, I was thinking about something,” SMG3 half-apologized, a little too sidetracked at the moment as he looked back at SMG4.
“Okay, good. Now that I have your attention, why the fuck did you suddenly say SMG9 and why did you emphasize the nine?” SMG4 suddenly asked him, sounding a little harsh, which he didn’t mean to, but he was really curious and also tried getting SMG3’s attention for the past couple of minutes.
“Right, that. I was just thinking about what happened earlier. I also found a guardian pod too. It was in the Internet Graveyard while I was doing a check on the dead memes and to check up on it in general. When I got there, it was in utter chaos and havoc. There was abnormal weather and so, obviously, I went out to find the source of the strange weather, right?” SMG3 explained, waiting for a nod from SMG4 to make sure he’s listening.
He then continued, “Then I eventually found the source of it all, which was really tough to get through, but I clearly got through it with barely any trouble (he lied, he went through a lot to get to the center) and it was uncomfortably calm and peaceful. That’s when I found the source. There was a guardian pod and the door was already open. Then I looked around, yeah? There was then this mysterious person, who was the meme guardian and the true source of the phenomenon of the weather, and they radiated chaos. Luckily, they stopped as soon as I called out to them. Found out their name is SMG10 and then taught them how to maintain the dead meme life cycle and all of that. Oh, and they helped me clean up the Internet Graveyard. They’re still there in the cafe I used to live at though,” SMG3 finished explaining, surprisingly saying a lot more than he had originally expected himself to say.
SMG4 was a little gobsmacked at how much SMG3 even said and how there’s another meme guardian, especially landing in the Internet Graveyard. He wasn't sure what to say, he just sat there with his jaw dropped and wide eyes.
The both of them knew for sure now that they had to contact SMG1 and SMG2 as soon as they possibly could and tell them the news about new memes guardians.
They both had to do something.
Yet… They both end up becoming friends with the two meme guardians that suddenly and randomly arrived.
…The third and the fourth meme guardians have much to learn about these two mysterious ninth and tenth meme guardians.
They don’t know what truly can happen later on in the story.
pssst... search in my tumblr with the tag ' #smg4 guardian pod ' to see what the guardian pods look like themselves and '#smg9' and '#smg10' for their designs...
