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Anyway, I am now formulating instructions. Be aware!

I have an announcement. The official awards and dishonorable mentions from Round 1: The Invitation!

First In Best Dressed: Goumas
Moderator's Pet: Jointly held between Gantic and Parsat. Runner up is Kingryan
Last One In Is A Rotten Egg: Frank

AND NOW...what I want you to do, is POST YOUR REGISTRATION FORMS!

JUST THE FORMS, DARNIT!

Here is mine:



That is all. If you did yours in text form, that is fine too.

This is mine, will appear when it uploads...



Hopefully it will upload...

If that one doesn't work, this one will...

1) If you were an emote...? :I Almost a lack of an emotion. No smile, no frown just apathy filled existence.

2) Vanilla or chocolate? There is alrge tub of Neopolitan ice-cream in my freezer (mmm.... ice-cream) anyway... Discounting strawberry from this I'll go for Chocolate. It isn't quite as sickly sweet as the vanilla.

3) What is your shoe size? Dunno I just kinda put on which ever shoes fit. <runs off to shoe rack> There are some 7's some 8's and some 9's so I would say I'm a size 8. (UK size)

4) How would you get the cake? I would ask the cake nicely if it would like to come into my room (hoping it would fair better against the spikes than me) and wait for it to move itself (well if I can have wings a cake can magically move... right?)

5) If you could go back in time and punch somebody's lights out, what would your witty one-liner be? It would have to be "you fight like a dairy farmer" for the MI reference which seems to so haunt me lol.

6) At what temperature do you wash your underwear? The washing machine says 40 so I say 40 (degrees celtigrade)


7) Finally: it's over 9000!? eeerrr.... eeeerrrmmm..... well..... I know I shall respond with the Bill Hicks questioning technique of "Yeah? And? So? What?".

I hope this works... >.<

I have to say, I love Kingryan's form...even though because the embedded copy was unoptimised, it took me half an hour to load it...

Questionare:
1) If you were an emote...:I would be the seriously mad face >:O

2) Vanilla or chocolate?: Chocolate no doubt

3) What is your shoe size?: Umm I'm not entirely sure because I don't wear shoes.

4) How would you get the cake?:

5) If you could go back in time and Stab somebody's lights out, what would your witty one-liner be?: That was easy.

6) At what temperature do you wash your underwear?: What underwear?

7) Finally: it's over 9000!?: OMG! Ninja Celery!

Heeey, the "What shoes? What underwear?" is my joke. Okay, you didn't put 'what shoes', but still.

Arw~

Yay for forms. :3

1) If you were an emote...

I would look something like this:



2) Vanilla or chocolate?

Chocolate because it goes better with everything, except dirty minds.

3) What is your shoe size?


10 and 1/2 Wide the same size as....never mind

4) How would you get the cake?



5) If you could go back in time and punch somebody's lights out, what would your witty one-liner be?

If it were O'Reilly I would say "Here's something to be delusional about" but otherwise I would just walk away and try not to make a scene.

6) At what temperature do you wash your underwear?

Lava(does that count as a temperature?)

7) Finally: it's over 9000!?

Actually yes my AP level is...oh right that 9000....yeah it is I think I have come to terms with that a long time ago unlike some people like Nappa.

1) If you were an emote...

I'd be one with a manic glint in his eye.

2) Vanilla or chocolate?

Vanilla

3) What is your shoe size?

Big for an orc, small for a gnoll.

4) How would you get the cake?

I'd send my hyena to do the deed. Ideally, the hyena would at least get the cake and die on the return trip so that the next hyena could carry on the last one's task. So on and so forth until I either get the cake or remember that I don't like cake anyway.

If the hyena(s) died on its first trip through the spiky death tunnel, I would have to fill the tunnel with still more mangled bodies until the entire thing was filled with rotting carcasses. I would then use my knife to dig a macabre tunnel through their corpses and reach the cake safely.

This is, of course, assuming I a) must get the cake and that b) Edward is not around to use telekinesis.

5) If you could go back in time and punch somebody's lights out, what would your witty one-liner be?

Canawful-gnevil one, Nazism zero!

6) At what temperature do you wash your underwear?

At room temperature, with magic.

7) Finally: it's over 9000!?

Hydra!

Sorry about symbols if I missed any.

Yeah . . . I kinda fail at pixelart . . . and writing with the little plastic joystick thingy on the center of my keyboard.

On 1, its not really an emote, but it is what I would be. 3, I have no shoes. 4 I kamehameha through the base of what is blocking me android 19 absorbs the blast protecting the cake so I proceed to retrieve it.5 explains itself,to explain it a bit: I was my underwear in over 9000 degrees Celsius, Vegeta is my answer to #7.

Only doing this to get an excuse to post a questions without it looking odd.



And I was wondering.. I have seen no questions about the last chapter, or rather, the prank... And it confuses me a bit... Are people just not curious? Oh well.

Vise is nicely talented in writing in his own blood...

Where is it... Damn. Where'd it go?

Ah! Here it is.

Frank rose from his seat in the Amphitheater, moving to his position at the end of the line. After around an hour of waiting, he finally got to the sign up desk. "I'd like a form, please."
The desks attendant seemed rather disgruntled. He shoved a piece of paper at Frank, and started complaining to himself about life. "Well... Thanks. Oh, well, let's see what we have here... 'If you were an emote?' I suppose I'd be green, with a longbow and quiver, and a red bandanna."
He quickly jotted down his answer with a spare pencil nub he had found in his coat pocket. "'Vanilla or chocolate?' Vanilla. I hate chocolate... Shoe size..."
Frank sat down and removed his boot, looking at the label sewn onto the tongue. "13 US... 'How would I get the cake?' Oh, there's a picture... I suppose I'd drill through the floor. 'If you could go back in time and punch somebody's lights out, what would your witty one-liner be?' Damn... I dunno... N/A? Not so great at witty one-liners."
He scribbled all of these down, making sure to draw an adequate solution to getting the cake. "Let's see here... 'At what temperature do you wash your underwear?' How the hell should I know?" Instead of tying to figure that out, he jotted down 450F for 20 min. or until golden brown. "Eh, good enough. Last question... 'It's over 9000!?' I guess so..." After finishing, Frank handed the form back to the attendant and exited the Amphitheater.

In story form!

Oh, and for future reference, it's Sky Pirate, not Air Pirate.