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Pepe woke up on the bonding curve. Not a bed. The actual curve. His light-blue shorts were already on because they had never come off. The purple void stretched in every direction. Two giant mint-and-white capsules sat on the floor like they had been waiting since genesis. He picked them up. First squat. Depth was criminal. Knees past toes, ass to grass, face the same sad little smile he always had. The second his hips dropped, a green candle the size of a skyscraper printed on the chart behind him. Market cap went from $8k to $1.4M before he stood back up. A guy named SolBro69 in the comments typed “this is the one” and aped his rent. Pepe did not blink. He switched to curls. Left capsule. Right capsule. Peak contraction. Veins appeared on his cartoon arms that had no business existing. Every squeeze sent another 40% candle. A Telegram group of 14,000 people started screaming “HE’S PUMPING WITH HIS BICEPS.” Someone launched a copycat coin called $FOREARMS. It rugged in 11 seconds. Pepe kept curling. Deadlift time. He bent over, grabbed the bar, and pulled. The capsules left the floor. Reality made a sound like a Windows error mixed with a slot machine. The token graduated. Liquidity locked itself out of fear. A Korean news account posted “FROG LIFTS PILL, SOLANA SAVED.” Pepe’s face did not change. He just looked at the camera like he had been doing this since 2016 and was mildly disappointed it took this long. Then he did one more squat. The chart went vertical until it left the screen. The bonding curve snapped like a rubber band. Every holder became a millionaire for exactly 47 seconds. Then a guy who bought 0.03 SOL at the top rage-quit so hard he accidentally sent his entire bag to the burn address while typing “I HATE THIS FROG.” Pepe set the capsules down. He stood there in the purple. Shorts slightly crooked. Same eyes. Same mouth. A new comment appeared at the bottom of the page: “bro do bench next” Pepe picked