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[complicatedliar]

[The message comes in from a seemingly unknown device (thank you Delta) with the only name on it as GHIDORAH.]

Well hello, hello, friends and foes, boxers and briefs.

If you'd asked me yesterday if I thought I'd end up on an alien planet with a day that runs longer than Ben Hur, trapped in a spaceship full of stranger's farts flavored with protein paste, I would've told you to stop being an asshole and share those obviously superior drugs you were on. Yet here we all are.

Since I know nobody's busy right now, how about some homework from Uncle Ghidorah?

1) Name the one food you wish you had here most.

2) Explain the plot of your favorite movie/whatever they call entertainment on your shithole planet in exactly seven words.

3) [This space left intentionally blank]

4) Fuck/Marry/Kill (you only get to use people here because otherwise you might as well be tellings us about your imaginary friends)

5) You're the main character in the last book you read. How fucked are you?

Hail to the king, baby.

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[wearingthestars]

1. Right now, pizza.
2.Nazis suck. Kids sing. Nuns kick butt.
3.
4. I'm engaged/I'm engaged/Avengers don't kill
5. The series isn't done yet, so I don't know. Probably pretty fucked.

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[complicatedliar]

1. All purpose, good for any occasion, can be dressed up or dressed down, excellent choice.

2. THE HILLS ARE ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE

4. I mean, if you say so?

5. Here is your golden opportunity to write some fanfiction and unfuck yourself in the best way possible, amirite

[wearingthestars]

1. I like to think so.
2. Exactly.
4. Which part?
5. Oh I've written a ton.

So do we get to hear your picks?

[complicatedliar]

1. Anchovies: necessary source of the salt that powers us all or evil little flat things with eyes?

2. I'm spinning on a hill right now. As I'm typing this.

4. All of it? Call me jaded.

5. Perfect, so that's next up on network entertainment right

Oh sure. I mean, I already told Jadzia she'd be my fuck because she's fun. Guess I have to marry my little troll bro there since he's the only one who understands the poetry of my soul. And I'd kill Godzilla. Duh.

[wearingthestars]

1. Ew. Evil little flat things with eyes. Definitely. Except in like...salad dressing.

2. Commitment.

4. Jaded.

5. I think you spinning on that hill might be better.

Little troll bro is my bro, so ... I guess marry is the least upsetting option you could pick.

[complicatedliar]

1. So evil flat things with eyes are okay as long as they are sufficiently hidden beneath a veil of tasty, tasty fat.

2. I would never insult Our Lady Julie Andrews with anything less than my 110%.

4. MY MY BABY BLUUUUUUUUUUUUUE

5. That's a lot of pressure for one three-headed dragon in a simple homespun skirt.

I promise there will only be extremely innocent nose kisses.