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 Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 7:39 pm
Before we do our raffle, we can't forget the Alternative Art Contest!
Seeing Dickens art warms the cockles of my heart. But seeing somebody turn a weasel into a fairy? That's like having a neopet in real life. emotion_kirakira emotion_kirakira emotion_kirakira
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 7:52 pm
I bet you'd like to know what the hell was going on with that mad lib, don't you? Well, here it is! Oh Dickens: A Fanfiction One ADJECTIVE day, Peaseblossom was ADVERB walking through LOCATION. The sun was bright in the sky, the birds were humming, and the bees were singing like a full-on gospel choir. If that wasn’t odd enough, the big statue of a NOUN was lavender paisley instead of its usual ADJECTIVE patina-stained copper. No, something wasn’t right here, and it was up to Peaseblossom to find out what! So, putting on her detective ARTICLE OF CLOTHING, she headed off to solve the mystery. It wasn’t long before she found her first clue: a CREATURE’s body with a/n ADJECTIVE moustache! That wasn’t supposed to be there. She sniffed at it, but it was covered in a mysterious, ADJECTIVE, green NOUN that didn’t look at all appetizing. Her second clue came around when she saw her son Butch carrying a PIECE OF TECHNOLOGY. Butch didn’t own one of those! And while it was well within the dickish nature to steal, she couldn’t believe that Butch would ever willingly own such a thing. You couldn’t eat it, and you certainly couldn’t use it as an effective weapon. The third, and most important clue, came in the form of a dastardly giant NOUN! It was ACTION VERB ENDING IN -ING all over downtown and ACTION VERB ENDING IN -ING while doing so! “EXCLAMATION!” she shouted, narrowing her eyebrows. Peasey knew that she had to go VERB it… but as she ran towards it, she fell through a NOUN and landed in a pile of COLOR PLURAL NOUN!
They were all some pretty phenomenal answers. Some of my favorites: Aurrie said that Butch found a ray gun which was not an effective weapon, Bam gave a spider a gay moustache (you must be watching the 60s cartoon like I am, Bam!), and Michie gave Peasey a detective banana hammock. (Fact: I have a friend who's totally gay for Benny Cucumberbatch, and I have been teasing him for the past twenty minutes about the possibility of a detective banana hammock. He hates me now, but that's the nature of our friendship.) But in the end, it was luck that did the draw, and so this little girl is going home with...
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 8:00 pm
I bet you'd all like to know what happens to Mystery Boy, don't you? Well, we were factoring in a lot of things here, and what we noticed is that this d**k and sproutyhead look exactly alike. So to award this freak of nature for her perseverance and effort, we're bestowing upon her the boy who is FULL OF STARS.
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 8:09 pm
And now, to wrap up with wingbackboy. I know nobody entered for him, but we'd like to give him to somebody. When we were deciding what to do with him, I went and took a gander at a thread we left long ago. Peasey and Harper were won about 4662 pages ago in September of 2008. Through that time, we've been through two threads, staff changes, graduations, pregnancies... did we even have a marriage in there? Shoot me if I've forgotten your wedding. Anyways, there have been a few people who have stuck with us since our earliest days, and we've picked up some great new faces along the way. But who's responsible this? It was the lady who just sort of randomly appeared and colored up some neopets dicks and started something amazing. And, uh, yeah, I'm all sappy and dumb now. So without further writing for Chicken Soup for the d**k-Lover's Soul, here's our announcement. Bombazine, wingbackboy is for you. Thanks for everything, Bam. We love you. also: Kitty Sprightt A Brain Tree would be most kick a**. A bit too late to do one, though?
it's never too late, you guys. it's never too late.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 8:41 am
...I can't words, you ding-dong. That was awfully, awfully sweet of you. crying
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