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Mellon Collie and the One Week Contest

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StarieMichie

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PostPosted: Sun Mar 09, 2014 6:03 am


Mellon Collie and The Infinite Sadness had FOUR SMASHING PUMPKINS!
And through some unbelievable circumstance, one may belong to YOU.

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The Faerie Boy on the left with STARRY HAIR and PLANETARIUM WINGS
is up for grabs in a delightful little contest...TO THE DEATH to music!

His siblings are named Galapogos, Stumbleine, and By Starlight. See a trend?
YES, they are all track titles from Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness!
YOU have to pick a track title from the album for your boy's name too!
AND THEN PARODY THAT TRACK AS A DICKENS SONG. THAT'S ALL.


Your panel of judges will be StarieMichie and Jun D! The criteria is CHARISMA, UNIQUENESS, NERVE, & TALENT!
(Actually it is probably just whichever one we can agree on liking most hotdiggity, so anything goes!)
You have until the 11.59pm PDT 16 March 2014 to submit an entry, so GET TO IT!

[b]Name:[/b] [whichever track you choose]
[b]Entry:[/b] [however you turn that track into a Dickens-themed parody]
PostPosted: Sun Mar 09, 2014 11:18 am


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Name: Where Boys Fear to Tread
Entry:

Syrcaid walks down
to build a bonfire, to break my fall
I'm baby, I'm sweet thing
just maybe we could make smores this time
king of the black eyes, dark prince of meth
these Toll House cookies are heaven sent
in sweet things, in my puppy breath
in knowing this was meant to be the last
go hide-yo-kids, it's Gangnam style
a fat d**k's bliss, an uncut's smile
as always, in my greed
a bacon pancake to never fry
on dead highways, her black boobies roam
for Jun's breedings, so far from home
for a file lost, a faded j-peg
to dread highlighting, to ink these damned lines
so PM the Bombz
get PSD's where you belong

Syrcaid
Crew

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Scaramouche Fandango

Big Wife

PostPosted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 7:40 pm


Name: Bullet with Butterfly Wings
Entry: From the FAQ:

Quote:
Q: What's the in-canon status of all those edits and clothes? Are they considered normal or total freaky mutants or super hot or BOTH?
A: I’d say “hot mutant” hits pretty close to the truth.


The world is a trash heap, up in flames
Chemical cocktails, down all the drains
And what did we get, for the pain?
Some weird mutations all over the place

Even though we’re all – the same species, right
We don’t even – look alike

And so you see what is weird is pretty to me
It’s survival of the fittest to a number of different degrees
Some people say what is strange is kind of obscene
But you haven’t lived until you’ve seen the mutants I’ve seen

We’re fairly normal, as far as dicks go
Transparent wings, these things we know
And what do you want?
I’d never change
And what might you be, do you feel the same?

As far as these - things go, I suppose
we’re cool - We lucked oooooout

Weiner Melange can shoot laser beams from her eyes
Transparent mammals like Horns can hypnotize
Bourgeoisie’s face tempts a man to his demise
It isn’t safe to look at Sexy Idris in the eyes.

Beauty standards, what are those?
We use our dead to make our clothes
Ridges, scales, and tentacles, yeah.
Wings and things and missing limbs
Only the best mutated chicks for me

QQ and Prozac wear corpses- they are not ashamed
Caioaqug’s hotness is as unusual as his name
Flashwing’s biocrystals show a beauty that cannot be tamed
Nega’s jagged mouth is so suave- it’s the key to his fame

Mom Mellon Collie’s face and hair and legs and-
Harvey Wallbanger’s mouth and horns and eyes and-
Literally everything about Cha-cha-cha

Hat shaped tumor on that one
Second face looks really fun
Everything on Wilma Fingerdu

[4x]
And I still believe it’s the best time to be alive
PostPosted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 8:32 pm


Name: Jellybelly
Entry: (I can't say it has a coherent narrative but I tried and therefore noone can criticize me)
we come from no clear past
plenty here, clever asses
(digging for memories
of what dinner was)
we've nowhere, we've nowhere, we've nowhere to be
nothing, but nothing, and nothing to see
waiting makes my d**k
so hard I think I'll cry
down in the belly of the beast
I could lie
you've nowhere, you've nowhere, you've nowhere to be
why not, so why not, spend some nights with me
there's someone you can to do
there's a lot left to feel
(it might matter if you can't, though)
to make myself feel better
I'll make it so you'll never
give in to your whatevers
and live in hallways
and forever, forever, you're forever to be
forever, forever, you're forever with me

theCorniest
Captain

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