I'm a loose-cannon reporter who doesn't play by the rules, and I'm gonna break this case wide-open, Johnny. I'm gonna reveal the truth behind the Elitist Superstructure and all its shady dealings.
( EΦE)E)E)E)E)E)E) We'll help! Especially if you'll be our friend
(-_-)Α-~ You wanna know the truth about the Superstructure huh?
(-_-)Α-~ Lemme tell ya, sometimes there's things you're better off not knowing.
Reporter? Do you know what we do to your kind around here?
( ί -ί) First question: Dear members of the Elitist Superstructure, please state your name, age, blood type, and favorite type of mitten.
>>7
( EΝE) I lost the ability to answer questions after grandpa lodged his cane in my prefrontal cortex!
>>7 NEILL, 21, I DON'T KNOW, MY NEON RAVE MITTENS
FUCK YOUR ANONYMITY WORRIES!
>>9
My name is ( ˃ ˂), I'm old enough to know better than to answer that question, and my favorite type of mittens are Emergency Mittens.
I can't have meaningful relationships with other people because I hate myself and I want to die.
Also my captcha is "jizz".
( LΦ`) Is there where the showgirls are at? I heard there would be showgirls somewhere in the general vicinity of "here".
( ί -ί) Sorry about that you guys, I was dead for a week. Long story.
Second question: if you had to describe the Elitist Superstructure, using anywhere between a single word and three paragraphs, what would you say?
It's a bit noisy
all about music
The Elitist Superstructure is like a speed junkie on a long, long weekend
I would describe The Elitist Superstructure as...
"Under the moon loli to issho."
I think that's a description fitting for The Elitist Superstructure.
Hey, >>13, please listen to me. It's really relevant to this. I went to the Rei's Diner a while ago; you know, the Rei's Diner? Well anyways there was an insane number of people there, and I couldn't get in. Then, I looked at the banner hanging from the ceiling, and it had "150 yen off" written on it. Oh, the stupidity. Those idiots. You, don't come to the Rei's Diner just because it's 150 yen off, fool. It's only 150 yen, 1-5-0 YEN for crying out loud. There're even entire families here. Family of 4, all out for some Rei's, huh? How fucking nice. "Alright, daddy's gonna order the extra-large." God I can't bear to watch. You people, I'll give you 150 yen if you get out of those seats.
The Rei's Diner should be a bloody place. That tense atmosphere, where two guys on opposite sides of any given shoddily-cleaned table might start a fight at any time, the stab-or-be-stabbed mentality; that's what's great about this place. Women and children should fuck off and stay home.
Anyways, I was about to start eating, and then the bastard beside me goes "extra-large, with extra sauce." Who in the world orders extra sauce nowadays, you moron? I want to ask him, "do you REALLY want to eat it with extra sauce?" I want to interrogate him. I want to interrogate him for roughly an hour. Are you sure you don't just want to try saying "extra sauce" Coming from a Diner veteran such as myself, the latest trend among us vets is this, extra green onion. That's right, extra green onion. This is the vet's way of eating. Extra green onion means more green onion than sauce. But on the other hand the price is a tad higher. This is the key. And then, it's delicious. Unbeatable, in fact. However, if you order this then there is danger that you'll be marked by the employees from next time on; it's a double-edged sword. I can't recommend it to amateurs. What this all really means, though, is that you, >>13, should just head to Marty's today instead.
I would describe it as TOO MUCH METAL FOR ONE HAND
If I had to describe Elitist Superstructure in my uninformed, subjective opinion, it would be the FLYING type?
I hate the elitist superstructure and I want it to die
BECAUSE IT TOOK PAX-TSUKURU OFF THE MAP
Turned the mitten on himself
(’ )Third question, DQN members: if you could be any animal, what would you be?
( EΦE) We're... we're over here sir.
A gay animal.
A horse.
Being a bear looks pretty damn cozy, so I'd have to go with that
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So how'd the paper turn out?
>>1's car accidentally blew up. Tragic accident, it truly was.
Johnny decided to move to another state, completely of his own accord.