Forty-Second Matrix {Voice}

[whatthefactor]

[the communicator cuts on with the hiss of a spraypaint can, which continues off and on for several minutes.]

3.1415926535897932384626433832795028841971693993751058209749445923078164062862 0899862803482534211706798214808651328230664709384460955058223172!!

[there's a dull 'clunk' as the can is dropped to the pavement.]
And ... zetta perfect.

[A spell

Comments

voice; private

[amphibiopathic]

Having fun?

voice; private orz T9 on my phone suggested "crack" for "crafts"

[whatthefactor]

Of course, arts and crafts time is always zetta fun.

[inherskivvies]

I almost forgot that it was Pi day!

You know, the whole Being Trapped in a Run Down City With a Bunch of Aliens and Weirdos kind of messed with my internal calendar.

[whatthefactor]

Hah! Somebody gets it; all these other 000s are so zetta obsessed with White Day.

[herowithparasol]

WHAT'S THIS!?

DEFACING PUBLIC PROPERTY, I SEE!? WHAT A PUNKY RUFFIAN!

[whatthefactor]

CREATING WORKS OF BEAUTY!!

[herowithparasol]

You call that beauty!? You're crazy! That's...just some numbers! Gosh! What's the big idea?

[whatthefactor]

Tch, mathematics = beauty! Zetta duh!

[badreputations]

What a beautiful... ode to eternity.

[whatthefactor]

Heh heh heh, of zetta course it is.

[breadyum]

What's wrong with colors? They make this place pretty!

[whatthefactor]

They're zetta hideous; this place has so much beauty without them.

[breadyum]

But it's usually all dirty and scary. I like the colors better, they make it look nice!

[whatthefactor]

Zetta lame.