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Please include the link to three applications you have voted on
I am the mod. I stand above such pity rule.
Your name: La Mouette Lunaire
When were you born and why? I have entered a mortal body once more on the 24th of June in 1987 because being an almighty spirit makes it bloody difficult to get your hands on a cup of coffee.
Your Gender? Please Elaborate. Female, most likely because a male infant wasn't available at that time. But it matters little and I am only briefly aware of it once a month. Ouch.
Assuming you were trapped in a completely empty room, what would your hobbies be? Technically my hobbies would still be the same, I simply would not be able to execute them properly. However I can assure you that observing
padded walls makes for a splendid past time.
Please share with us a compliment that you have received. "I love the way you eat your fries."
Also share with us an insult once directed towards you. "Just an easy-going girly girl."
It’s hard to bargle nawdle zouss. True or false? That depends on the nawdle in question. But if you remain true to yourself and bargle zoussly enough I believe that you can achieve everything you desire.
Describe your favourite towel. Cats eat towels. People lose towels. Bathrooms burn down. It must not allow myself to get too attached to one single towel for parting with it would cause me too much grief.
Have you ever considered taking over the world by playing card games? That's only natural.
What’s your favourite scary movie? A tale of two sisters. It has 100% more sisters than regular tales of one sister.
Please briefly summarise the plot of ‘Titanic – The Sequel’ as scripted by you. There's this huge penguin and then everything goes KABOOM! and then there's fireworks and this party and everyone starts to sing but the zombies are breaking through the doors and the coach says it's okay but she really can't dance unless they get the money back because otherwise Sauron will- wait, what was the question again?
The self-destruct sequence has been activated. How do you cope with it? Laughing maniacally and yelling "I AM NOW LOST TO YOUR CAUSE! THE DARKNESS COMES! IT WILL DAMN US! IT WILL DAMN US ALL!!!" at the top of my lungs is the only sensible approach.
Would you adopt a funny nickname to impress your supervisor? Oh, au contraire! I will come up with a funny nickname for my supervisor, showing that I am not only a creative but also a highly self-assertive employee. Or merely out of my mind, depending on the nickname in question.
Why should I buy your cookies and not purchase them cheaper at my trusty supermarket around the corner? I don't care. Go to your pathetic supermarket. GO AND BUY ALL THEIR COOKIES! Buy them, pay them and watch the cashier lady smiling at you... smiling... laughing... LAUGHING WITH HER EYES! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Job interview time! How do you intend to dispose of the other applicants? They shall meet their end in an unfortunate accident involving cooling lubricant, an ambiguous road sign, a spherical triangle, reasonably priced grapes and a flock of bipolar sheep.
Superhero and saviour of the world – an appropriate choice of career? Not for me, no. The heroical spandex doesn't suit my hairstyle.
Invent an interesting illness worthy of being used as an excuse for your next day off. The inability to breathe without having an octopus firmly attached to your head. I shall call it 'Oxipodia'.
Would you dye your hair to match the colour of your one true love’s shirt? I could not put my hair who has always been my closest friend through so much pain. I could however force my one true love to wear black shirts only which would thus benefit us both. Sorry, the three of us that is.
Do you consider running off with the priest a legitimate alternative to saying ‘I do’? As a matter of fact I consider it the only option.
What if you caught your partner cheating on you with your future self? THAT BITCH! I knew I wasn't to be trusted...
Pick some lyrics to describe the favourite food of your ideal partner.
I am sitting
In the morning
At the diner
On the corner
I am waiting
At the counter
For the man
To pour the coffee
The ideal gift for said ideal partner is of course… World domination. And a PS3.
THIS OR THAT
X or Y? I find Y-shaped weapons infinitely more useful.
Power or money? Money. With money you can pay your electricity bills and will thus have power.
Paper or plastic? I found paper more agreeable to talk to.
William Shakespeare or Dan Brown? Dan Brown, that goes without saying. I could never torture and murder Shakespeare.
Forgive and forget or beat around the bush? Bushes never deserve to be beaten. And I'm senile, so it's really not like I have a choice.
Call the stairs or walk up the elevator? STAIRS? STAAAIIIRS? HEEEERE KITTY KITTY KITTY!
THE THRILLING CONCLUSION
Are you secretly after a certain stamp? If so, please subtly push for it now. I don't need to push for a stamp. The power our beloved Lady Xel'lotath has bestowed upon me will grand me any stamp I desire.
And lastly, please post a picture (no larger than 400 x 400 px) of a marine animal of your choice.
It likes the sea. Therefore it is marine. Now shut up.