Jump to content

[Contest] You Wanna Write About It? A weekly writing competition!


Recommended Posts

It was eggplants, hes a cm I assumed he deleted it himself or asked one of the others to delete it.

It was eggplants, but neither of those is true. After rereading the entry, it seems it was deleted for an even stupider reason than missing the deadline.

Link to comment

Once again, the emphasis is that this is MY contest. If staff would like to host a writing contest, and strictly enforce the rules, they are more than welcome to. But for MY contest, I will be the one enforcing the rules (Unless something violates the rules of the PokeMMO forums...I'm looking at you, Senile and Jay). Thanks! :)

4th Warning Point would soooo be worth the erotica.  Might as well have one point that was warranted. Will confirm with Senile as to whether we will be releasing our own sonic fan fic.

inb4 another warning point for talking about my past warning points.

Link to comment

4th Warning Point would soooo be worth the erotica.  Might as well have one point that was warranted. Will confirm with Senile as to whether we will be releasing our own sonic fan fic.

inb4 another warning point for talking about my past warning points.

I don't think the world is ready for another Sonic fan fic, I personally haven't recovered from the last one. :P

Link to comment

Hey all, my apologies for the massive delay. This last weekend (August 1st) was move-in weekend, so I've been super busy assisting a bunch of my friends and accepting their thank you-beers afterwards. I can assure you that the results for week 2 will be posted tonight, and that the next topic will be posted tomorrow. Once again, this will be a pretty large topic, and I'll be giving you all two weeks to complete it. Thanks for the patience!

Link to comment

Slop, to be fair, your little delay is puny and nothing conpared to the seven month delay by Desu and co.

Seriously.

Also, what's move in weekend?

the weekend you move into your college dorm.

 

or a new house, i don't know his life.

 

anywho, patiently awaiting my prize.

Link to comment

Slop, to be fair, your little delay is puny and nothing conpared to the seven month delay by Desu and co.

Seriously.

Also, what's move in weekend?

Haha while it was no 7 month delay, I think it's human nature to get edgy for any sort of delay. The wait is almost over, though, I promise.

 

And in college towns in America, August 1st is a significant day because it's when most people who live off-campus move into their new places. 12 month leases for apartments are commonplace, so it's a recurring theme, and every August 1st there tends to be a ton of people who need help moving in/moving out. Basically, down by where I live (which is really close to campus), it was an extremely busy weekend.

Link to comment

Once upon a time, Siara decided to write a story in the third person. She also decided to submit it post-deadline. For funsies.

 

 

[spoiler]

Siara wrung the sweat from her palms. One. Two. Three. Pull. Pull. Pull. It always went this way--Insert coins, pull. Repeat until penniless. She bit her lip. Down to her last few coins. Again.

 

Team Rocket had rigged these slots, she was sure of it. She couldn't prove it of course--but it was so addicting; The lights, the sounds, the promise of riches untold.

 

One coin at a time. Click. "A seven," she thought, "Deep breaths now. Pull the lever again, girl."

 

Click. "A Psyduck? No way!!!"

 

"Shhh," scolded the nearby patrons.

 

She shrunk in her seat. One last coin. Her hand trembled before pulling the lever-- No. She needed something different. She needed a change of--Of course! She ripped open her bag and dug for her Lucky Egg. She rubbed it, chanting, "Numi, numi, numi." She was feeling luckier already. Numbers flashed in her head. The same thing happened when she was winning a duel.

 

She glanced around. No security cameras, and the attendants look glassy-eyed. In fact, half of the patrons did, too. She coughed out, "Blissey, I choose you," and quietly dropped a Safari Ball to the floor.

 

"Blissey!" it exclaimed, happy and noisy as could be. "Blissey!!!"

 

"Shhhh!" Sia tried to cover its mouth. Everyone looked her way. She threw up her hands and blurted, "Dropped my Pokeball! Silly me!" As she pretended to shuffle things back into her handbag, they lost interest. Situation diffused! "I need you to pull the lever, Blissey," she whispered, "can you do that?"

 

"Blissey?" it whispered, confused as a Spinda.

 

Sia rolled up her sleeves. It was up to her now. She bumped Blissey hard and it stumbled into the lever. Click! "Seven, yes!" She was pumped. So pumped. "Double-punch combo!" Blissey took it like a champ. Click, click! "Triple sevens, oh my Arceus," she exclaimed, falling to her knees. The jackpot bell sounded. Pokeyen signs filled her eyes. Again! "One. Two. Three. Triple-punch combo!"

 

"BLISSEY! BLISSEY!!!" it wailed.

 

Click, click, click! Click, click, click!

 

Alarms blared, the fire sprinklers went off, and everyone that was not a glassy-eyed zombie beelined for the exit.

 

Meanwhile, a bruised and somewhat dizzy Blissey rubbed at its side. Sia snatched the Safari Ball. "Return," she said. Blissey vanished in a skitter of light.

 

Team Rocket rushed in through the far northeast wall with a gaggle of Wheezings, Arboks and Ratticates in tow. But to their amazement, she vanished.

 

"They'll never find me in channel 8. Hue hue hue." Giddy, she ran next door. So many things she could exchange for. So many things. TMs? New hats? No. A Mysery Box! Maybe it'll have lots of TMs, she thought.

 

"HELLO-MISS-WOULD-YOU-LIKE-TO-EXCHANGE-YOUR-COINS-HERE?"

 

There was something fishy about the clerks in Celadon. But she digressed and pointed out the Mystery Package.

 

"HAVE-A-NICE-DAY. HUE. HUE."

 

She hugged the mystery box. Licked it. Hissed at people who walked too close by. "It's minesies!"

 

But before too long, Team Rocket showed up at the door. "Put that back, you didn't earn it," said one. Another cried, "Yeah, we're the only ones who get to cheat around here."

 

"Nonsense," countered Sia. "My Blissey won this fair and square."

 

"You're surrounded," countered the leader. "You can't escape, little girl."

 

"THEY-ARE-RIGHT. PLEASE-RETURN-THE-PACKAGE. HUE. HUE."

 

Defiant, Sia pushed the button. Currency poured from the box like water bursting through a dam.

 

They were all carried outside the building in the torrent of money. For some reason the Team Rocket members went soaring off into space.

 

"People of Celadon," she announced atop her pile of moolah, "today I bring back the wealth in which Team Rocket has stolen. Today, I liberate you of a corrupt casino. Today, I bring you ... One-hundred-million dollars."

 

But no one heard her since she was on channel eight.

 

~END~

WC: 632

[/spoiler]

Link to comment
Guest
This topic is now closed to further replies.
×
×
  • Create New...

Important Information

By using this site, you agree to our Terms of Use and Privacy Policy.