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Mike's Contest Entry: The Hapless Troubadour
by Jordan Screws (Age: 21)
copyright 01-23-2008


Age Rating: 7 to 127

 
My hair blew in the wind as I began to transform into Prince Orpheus, Musician of Royalty. My clothing changed into a loose white toga and a laurel wreath. Sailor Moon needed me ever since Sailor Chibi-Moon fell ill with a stomach virus that inflicted vomiting and diarrhea. I began to teleport to the Senshi's location by plucking a few strings of my silver lyre. Arriving on the scene, I saw the Senshi in a dire situation. A large gopher monster with a golden crown had Sailor Jupiter in its clutches, and the other Senshi were standing in defensive poses.

"I am the Emperor of the Gopher Men, Gazeebor!" the creature shouted in reply.

"Feel the might of my lyre!" I shouted before I began to sing:

My Princess of Jupiter,
Thy glowing green eyes
Look upon my lowly face
Like two emerald spies.

My Princess of Jupiter,
Thy silky hair of brown
Is worthy of my gaze
And a glorious silver crown.

My Princess of Jupiter,
Thy perfectly sculpted face
From a block of marble was
Carved with marvelous grace.

My Princess of Jupiter,
The symmetry of thy bosom
Doth make my brain-

"SAVE HER ALREADY!" Sailor Moon screamed as she slapped me in the face.

"Fight the enemy!" Sailor Neptune added.

I panicked. I was a singer, not a fighter!

"Do something!" Sailor Mars shrieked as the creature began to choke Sailor Jupiter.

I shrieked as I lifted my lyre above my head and charged.

"What is this madness?" Emperor Gazeebor said as he tossed her aside.

"FEEL MY RAGE!" I screamed as I attacked. Unfortunately, I did not do much harm. All I did was break my lyre and knock off its crown!

"MOON... HEALING... ESCALATIOOOOOOOON!" Sailor Moon screamed as she reduced the Emperor to dust.







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02-13-2008 Mehrina B.    

^-^ This was so adorable, I couldn't help but laugh while I was reading! Within the limited parameters of the contest, I think you did pretty well! It was really funny, especially the singing. The Emperor of the Gopher Men was pretty funny too! For some reason, the somewhat pointlessness of this story was very refreshing and fun to read! I commend you on a job well done!

Maniacally Yours!
~*Meh*~


02-06-2008 Leigh G.    

Err, I read the description of the contest...hopefully four points counter balances things a bit.

If it's any consolation, I made some kick ass dough nuts over the weekend.


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02-04-2008 Leigh G.    

*taps finger against desk* Hmm. Who was that Norse poet dude who made me sick? Hmm...started with a B, perhaps...damn, I can't remember.

This is possibly the worst thing you have ever produced that I have had the poor karma to read. The plot was painfully random and lacked every form of backing substance. This wouldn't have been bad it the story was supposed to be a humorous parody. If it was, I simply didn't get it. Though the toga and wreath were so insanely random I did kinda of smirk. Capitalization and punctuation also served you a few demerits. The poem was...interesting.

So, did you feel lost and comment less without me? :p


Leigh


01-25-2008 Mike Macdonald    

Good idea, but because the scouts expected you to fight, you lost the contest. If the monster had hated your song so much he broke your lute over your head, that would've been acceptable. Remember you were to be a support trooper, not the front line. But since we're still short-handed, you get to work alongside Sam as an Official Utility Grunt! So keep practicing that lute.


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