Alright, me and my friends are a translation team, and we like to call ourselves BlackOut! Today we decided to open a Facebook page about us, so that we can fool around as a group, and I made the Facebook's long description. Well, Joan is me (kkk), Yena is YangYena, Sunnie is Sunniewoo, and Annie is anniemsyg, and I tried to be true to our personalities while trying being funny. What do you think? ^^ You can like us here, we'll start posting VERY VERY SOOOOON *soo-soo-soo-soo-soon* *I need to stop singing Block B's Very Good, seriously*

J: Oh well, somebody has to do this, right? Hello everybody, and please, don't dance SHINee's song, I'm serious here. I'm Joan and I'm the official maknae of BlackOut. Why I'm the "official" maknae? Well, long story short, I'm WAAAAY cuter than the real maknae, and-

Y: YAH, what are you saying, pabo-ah? Hey, who are this people? *points to you*

J: OH, YENA-YAH, YOU'RE HERE! Guise, this is the real maknae, Yena! Yena say hello to the world!

Y: World? What world? Have you ate too many cookies again? *suspicious look*

J: THE FACEBOOK WORLD. Really, you're younger than me, you should be smarter... *looks at you* And now you know why I'm the official maknae...

S: Who do you keep talking to? *approaches Yena, who keeps shaking her head while Joan keeps babbling to you or no one, we’ll never know*

Y: Sunnie-unnie. Help. She’s at it.

S: Did she ate too many cookies again?

Y: *waving her arms in the air* I don’t really know… She just keeps babbling about saying hi to the world, Facebook, and other things. I think I heard her talking about blackmail and kidnapping…

A: What the hell is going on with the maknae? I mean, the official one.

S: Oh Annie, it’s good you’re here. Go stop that crazy maknae of yours.

A: M-MINE? IS SHE MY DAUGHTER OR WHAT?

S: She’s not, but you’re the leader, you need to take care of this kind of things.

A: BUT I’M JUST THE LEADER BECAUSE I’M THE OLDEST AND NONE OF YOU WANTED TO BE, SO YOU VOTED IN ME!

S: Look at my face, Kim Annie… Do I look like I care?

A: You look like you want your Himchan’s photocards ripped to pieces…

S: HIMCHAN, OMG MY PRECIOUS *runs away, probably hiding her photocards where the air couldn’t even touch them*

A: *muttering to herself* It’s like she’s throwing me to a group of starving lions… Well, it’s partially true… *looks at Joan who keeps stuffing her face with something* Wait…is that…cookies?