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Post by Pedo-Pie on Feb 20, 2010 14:36:37 GMT
[Forget a disclaimer, I'm sorry for starting a new thread without permission XD So, how's about a Varia advice column? : D Pie would be happy to answer any insults queries you have for her. ] Somewhere deep in the entirely fictional Vongola/Varia Information Centre, a lonely piece of paper flapped desolately on the outdated Announcements Board (which hadn't been in use since the invention of Squalo's scream e-mail). On it, rather messy handwriting was scrawled, waiting to be read by any passing commoner stranger.
Well, howdy there, whomever picked this up. I am the Edible Equation, also known as the Epic Equation, or EE fer short. Or, if yer that lazy, just E is fine.
I know that this is the world of the mafia, but hey, mafioso must have feelings too, right? That's why I stuck this piece o' paper here; as a soundboard for ya to vent out all yer emotions. Got a problem? EE'll be happy to help. Do ya just want to cuss and swear at life in general? Life's a bitch, EE'll help ya out there too. Is there somethin' ya really wanna tell someone but don't have the guts to? Leave it here. Nobody'll know who ya are. Just leave a psed pseuda psuedonym ( 'sa fake namel, Levi) at th' bottom o' yer message and let EE handle the rest.
Now I know what yer thinkin', "How's this here EE gonna answer life's questions?" Lemme tell ya somethin'. I'll match whatever ya have to say, so just throw it at me, I dare ya. EE don 't start nuthin' without knowin' a thing or two.
The board is yours, an' remember! E= MC square!
That is, Epic = Moar Crack. (; [YEAH. SO. I must insist that all replies to this thread be in the form of the characters' notes, no narratives because that really takes away the fun. If you want to describe a reaction to EE's advice, just write something like "I did what you told me to, and what happened was..." etc. And throw me whatever crack ya want, I dare ya : D Enjoy!]
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Post by ` x. Sky! on Feb 21, 2010 8:11:39 GMT
P... Pi... Piezen-sama... Do you mind changing the color of the announcement? It's blinding me... [/size]
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Post by C.C. on Feb 21, 2010 9:50:47 GMT
[OOC: WHAT? You don't need permission to start a new thread! What is this blasphemy xD Well, the prince is going first this time~ *prince'd* Wait, I don't really get this. Is it writing only? Oh well, I'll have a shot xD] In a neat, slanted and small font underneath the original writing, a short message was written in black.
The prince is tempted to rip this right off the wall. But I won't, because I'm actually interested in what the rest of the members think of this...thing. Especially Squalo. I wonder if he writes that phrase...what was it again? Van? Venison? Voi? as well.
You, stupid person who wrote this, obviously do not know what the mathematical term 'E=MC squared' actually means, but the prince isn't about to tell a commoner. Something I want to tell everyone? The boss would fry me, and I've got nothing bad to say to him anyway except a few things, but I won't mention that here... But to the rest of you commoner members, the prince wishes you a bad day in hell.
~The prince.
[OOC: Bleargh, so short, but oh well ^^ Bel isn't the type to write long stuff, hopefully.]
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Post by Pedo-Pie on Feb 21, 2010 13:46:52 GMT
[ XD Ya got it right, CC! OMFG ONCICEUWIEVBEWIY KRISTEN ITC AS PIE'S FONT! DOES THAT NOT JUST LOOK SO CUTE? XD ] Hardy-har-har, Prince Pain-in-the-ass. Keep up that sour attitude o' yers and ya won't be makin' any new friends, that's fer sure. Whaddya mean, "the prince isn't about to tell a commoner"[/size] ? (Yeah, I forge handwritin' too, got a prob?) Ya don't really know what it means, do ya?
Fer the benefit o' the class, E = MC squared is Einstein's equation fer what happens when matter is destroyed. Not broken down into itty bitty particles, but really n' truly fried. The mass turns inta energy, and fer that little amount o' mass that was squished, an amount o' energy bigger than Mammon's bank account gets released. The equation is ta show exactly how much energy comes out, with the E meaning energy, M meaning mass and C meaning the speed of light. So, the amount o' energy released equals to "the mass x (speed o' light squared)" .
And the speed o' light is friggin' huge, so squarin' it just makes more numbers than bottles o' shampoo Squalo uses in a week. So ya can just imagine how much energy that equals to. Incidentally, tha's exactly what happens on th' sun. So stick that in yer obscenely expensive pipe n' smoke it, Princess.
Remember, kids! The Force is with ya. [/center][/font] [LOL, CC. It's not like E=MC squared is that hard to understand XD]
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Post by C.C. on Feb 23, 2010 6:00:11 GMT
[OOC: GAH, I keep wanting to write 'shishishi' but then I realize Bel doesn't write his laugh. OTL] The prince doesn't want any friends, you stupid commoner. Or at least, no commoners which are alive. You also obviously have no idea how much money Mammon keeps in the bank (or how much money I've given him already). Idiot, anyone could make a stupid explanation which goes nowhere but sounds technical, like yours does.
Besides, I'm a prince, and princes don't need some idiot's theories about energy.
Copying handwriting is low, the exact thing a commoner would do to attempt to gain recognition. Don't you understand that royalty don't copy, they create something entirely unique? Of course you don't.
And don't. You. Dare. Call. Me. Princess.
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Post by Pedo-Pie on Feb 27, 2010 4:11:24 GMT
[XD The prince can write his laugh if he wants to. Because he's a prince.] Ooh, real snappy. The fictional prince of a fictional country thinks Einstein's theories ain't important. I don't see ya contributing anythin' ta society, though, Bel. Are ya sure ya don't want any friends? Or is it just that nobody ELSE wants ya?
As fer knowing how much money Mammon has in his bank account, who's ta say I don't? I have access ta ALL yer accounts. And I happen ta know that a certain prince deposited a certain amount of money inta a certain company that makes stillettoes fer men. Don't deny it.
And say what ya want, forging handwriting is useful. Why else do ya think yer money keeps disappearin'? Forgin' handwritin's just a step away from forgin' cheques, hun.
Show me yer heels when they're done. I'll give ya my expert opinion.
Princess. [LOL WHY ARE YOU AND I THE ONLY ONES WRITING HERE? OTL THIS THREAD IS FAIL.]
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Post by C.C. on May 19, 2010 7:16:23 GMT
[OOC: Oh yeah! This thread! xD And yes, he actually wrote the strikethrough stuff as well xD He just crossed it later.] Not scared of being pierced painfully through the heart with one of the prince's beautiful knives, are you? Shishishi. The prince has had thousands of commoners flooding up to his doors asking to at least even touch royalty, but after a few knives they seemed to have enough sense to panic and leave. Contributing to society? Society is for commoners.
The prince lives in his own royal society. Shishishi.
Liar~ If you're expecting a teary confession, it won't come, peasant. Don't think I'm stupid enough to even believe that. (And don't expect anyone else to believe it either.) Forging cheques? Just as greedy as Mammon is, although a lot less cuter ♥
You can say what you want, but everyone knows you're just jealous. Shishishi.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] [OOC: Sorry for the shortness >.>]
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