Fourth Annual Newgrounds Idol!

[CryogenChaos]

My friends, welcome to the fourth installment of the annual Newgrounds Idol! I'm sure many of you remember the first, second, and third Newgrounds Idol, but here's an explanation for you newcomers:

Newgrounds Idol is a competition, split into in three categories:

Music - Music makes the world go 'round, so lets hear some. Record yourself playing an instrument, singing, or music you created on your computer, and post it here. Covers and remixes are acceptable, but submitting a song that is not yours will get you disqualified. You may submit recent songs or old songs.

Photoshop - Show us a picture you've 'shopped. You should include a link to the unphotoshopped picture if you have it. Animated gifs are acceptable as well. You can use old images, if you want. ANYTHING DONE IN MICROSOFT PAINT DOES NOT COUNT AS PHOTOSHOPPED (i.e. MSPaint penises). If it's obvious you used MS paint, you will be disqualified, and your picture will be deleted.

Story - Tell us a story. A maximum of four posts can be used for your story. Erotic stories will generally be looked down upon, but they will still be accepted. Please have a title with your story as well. As with the other two catagories, old stories are acceptable. Serious entries are more or less required (by that, I mean your entry should actually be something you worked on, rather than some bullshit story you made just to troll the thread).

Every entry will be judged by JadeTheAssassin, EyeLovePoozy and myself. Each category will have one winner, so three winners overall.

Winners will receive Newgrounds stickers and t-shirt generously donated by Tom for the occasion.

Rules:

- PLEASE READ THE RULES BEFORE POSTING.
- Do not act like a jackass (ex. "OGMF UR STORY SUKS LOLOLOL).
- Do not post about how you're going to enter. It's just a waste to say, "OK, i'm about to enter, watch me!"
- You may only enter ONE category.
- You may only enter a category ONCE. Make it count.
- As I said earlier, old songs/'shops/stories are applicable, but they will not be accepted if they were used as entries in previous Idols.
- Do not PM the judges with your entries. Post them here.
- We will stop taking entries after June 1st.
- IF YOU DON'T WIN, DO NOT COMPLAIN.

So, with that, all I can say is have fun (for the fourth time)!

[therealanimator]

hm..ill enter...hell a t shirt and some stickers awesome prizes.

[VhsTapeclock]

Question: Is The GIMP okay for Photoshopping?
Another Question: Can you enter more than once or in more than one catergory?

This sounds like a really cool idea man, and I want to be able to get a part in it. :D

[flashwarrior]

I'd rather buy a t-shirt and some stickers from the store rather than put in a lot of work for them.

[Wuggawoot]

Well, I'm going to submit a fucking story.

Here goes;

Dear Newgrounds, I am a horrible fucking person. Today was my little sisters birthday, it is also my last day as a free man. The cops are on their way right now. As my last act before being put on death row I wish to relinquish this story onto Newgrounds, so I can die knowing at least I gave you sick fucks some lulz. So lets start from the beginning shall we?

It was a fairly normal morning. It was 1:30 when I got out of bed. I walked into the bathroom to take my meds. I'm prone to bouts of rage and sexual frustration. As I tilted my head back to down the capsules I swallowed wrong and vomited into the sink. I cursed the pills then went out to the living room. I was surprised to see ballons and party favors all over. It then occurred to me that it was my 11 year old sister Jessica's birthday. My little sisters probably having a surprise party with all her loli and shota friends after school. I'm 26 and unemployed so I'm usually home all the time. I sat down with a bowl of fritos and watched some shit on Fuse for a while.

It was around 2:30 when my mother got home. "Micheal, come help me with these bags!" she yelled. I obliged since she'd just bitch me out if I didn't. After everything was inside she dropped the disappointment bomb. "Micheal, I want you to set up this stuff. You'll be running Jess's birthday today." "But mom!" I whined. "No buts," she said "I'm going to go take a nap." She was pretty lazy, even for a pregnant woman. I got in the van and drove up to the school. Jessica was standing outside with a group of 5 of her friends. All the little shits climbed into the van. They were all giggling and making immature noises. "Hey aren't you Jess's gay brother?" one laughed. All the kids giggled. "Haha, yeah fuck you kid" I snapped. "MICHEAL!" Jessica shouted. I just rolled my eyes and continued driving. One girl began singing some shitty pop song. It began to make me unbearably angry. I swerved the van violently. The kids started screaming. One boy jolted forward and slammed his head into the seat. "KYLE HIT HIS HEAD!" one girl cried out "MICHEAL, YOU'RE GOING TO KILL US YOU JERK!" Jessica screamed. I don't know what came over me.

As we got home the kids began crowding around the little plastic party furniture begging for food. "Alright, hold the hell on you brats!" I said angrily. I went and got the cake and set it out on the table. Grabbing my Zippo lighter from my pocket, I lit the candles. I stood back and watched as the brats began shouting for her to make a wish. As she leaned to blow them out, I spotted her pink panties coming out of her jeans. She was tempting me, that little bitch, I know she was. "BLOW IT OUT! BLOW IT OUT!" the shrill monotonous tone rang in my head. I couldn't take it anymore Newgrounds! I ran for my room. As I came back out I had donned my viking helmet and held my battle ax mightily above my head. I was naked. The sight of my hairy genitalia swinging back and forth struck fear into the children. "FOR THOR!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed to the heavens as I charged for the table. I threw my battle ax, chopping a loli in half. Her torso frailed into the air as my battle ax wedged into a wooden bookshelf. I jumped onto one of the plastic chairs, it broke under my weight. I plunged my fist into the cake and smeared it all over my cock. The soft frosting and crumbly texture made me hard. I took a candle and rammed it down my urethra. The kids were frozen with shock. I lit the candle and pushed as hard as I could. The candle rocketed out of my cock and hit a girl in the eye. The force caused me to shit. The girl screamed wildly as her eye was burned out. Her eye socket looked like the perfect hole for my dick. I jammed my cock into her eyesocket and fucked it. She cried as her head jolted back and forth. The violent jolting snapped her neck killing her instantly. I came.

The Kyle boy started to get up to run away so I grabbed a chair and cracked him in the skull. His face landed flat in my shit and he suffocated. "THE CAKE IS A LIE!" I said flapping my cock about, shaking cum in several directions. A fat little girl was waddling over to the phone to call the police. "ITS PINATA TIME!" I yelled. I grabbed the cake knife, and with my viking prowess, backstabbed the fatty. I slid the knife upwards making a slit in her back. Her fat made it like cutting through cream cheese. I reached in and grasped her spine. With all my strength I tore out her spinal cord. I wanked some little nerdy girl over the head with it. I then set it on the floor and slowly inserted it into my rectum. The ribbed feeling gave me immense pleasure. "MAY THE THUNDER GODS BLESS ME!" I exclaimed grabbing my battle ax out of the woodwork. I cut little Suzie's legs off. This made her more fuckable. Jessica vomited and passed out. I scraped up her vomit and stripped little Suzy. She was too preoccupied to resist. I smeared the barf all over her vagina. I then licked it off. The taste was god-awful. It made me throw up onto her face. She choked to death on my sick.

The commotion made my mother come out. "SWEET TOASTER FUCKING JESUS!" she screamed. I ran up and FALCOOOOOOOOON PAUUUUUUNCHED her in the vagina. My arm slid all the way up to her womb. I tore the fetus out. As I pulled out a bunch of slimey goo watered out. "Hey mom want this fetus?" I asked. She was too busy violently throwing up to answer me. I raised my arm and crushed the baby in my hand. My mother was heaving blood at this point. I took the crushed fetus into the kitchen and slam-dunked it into the blender. "And now its time for cooking with Micheal!" I said like a t.v. chef. Adding an eyeball, the fat loli's liver, and Kyle's scrotum into the blender, I turned it on high. I took a sip of my smoothie. It was the most delicious culinary masterpiece in the world. I took the rest and sliding the spine out from asshole, I gave myself an enema.

My sister began waking up from her concussion. As her eyes opened she awoke to the sight of my hairy asshole pointing in her face. She opened her mouth to scream, now was my time. I launched the smoothie out of my asshole along with watery, bloody shit. Her scream was muffled into a gargle. My sloppy enema shot down her throat. Her eyes were tearing up. The smell was so intense it gave her a bloody nose. I turned around and pointed my hard cock in her face. I positioned it towards her nose. With immense power I fucked her nose at full force! The blood was an awesome lubricant. The pleasure became more intense. I came buckets right up her nose. My cum went straight into her lungs, tarring them up. As she began gasping for air I looked around the bloody smeared, shit stained room. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESSICA!" I said smiling at her tear and enema covered face. She took one last gasp. I gazed happily upon her corpse. The only I regret is that I didn't take my pills today...

[Mcbanhammer]

Wuggawoot is my main, just clearing that up before someone notices..

[SymbolCymbal]

At 5/18/09 03:55 PM, Wuggawoot wrote: Well, I'm going to submit a fucking story.

Here goes;

That ... was... HYSTERICAL..
i have to read more of your work

[HungarianSupermarket]

Why not I say, why not.

http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/1 53642

[TheReturnOfTomsPulp]

At 5/18/09 03:51 PM, flashwarrior wrote: I'd rather buy a t-shirt and some stickers from the store rather than put in a lot of work for them.

Kids these days,so boring.

[SeaBoundRhino]

It's complete and utter crap but I have exams and I won't be able to do anything else so:

[SeaBoundRhino]

And here's the original:

[Lizzardis]

Hey, this is the first time I've EVER entered one of these things, I hope I've done well and i hope you all enjoy my story. It may be quite small compared to some, but at least I tried.

Thanks for reading my story!

The story is called: We were all dead anyway!
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"IT'S HORRIBLE, THEY ARE EVERYWHERE. THEY ARE SPREADING ACROSS THE CITY, UNKNOWN CREATURES FEEDING ON THE FLESH OF THE ALIVE AND LIVING. LOCK YOUR ALL WINDOWS AND DOORS. PLEASE STAY AT HOME DO NOT GO OU-!" The TV blared the 10 o clock news.

I stared in horror as this thing, this monster, ripped through the flesh and muscle of the innocent T.V reporter. The monster just mindlessly eating away at the reporter's neck as the camera man drops the camera and the T.V goes blank as the camera crashes to the ground. Just before the impact you see more creature's endower this helpless reporter. Thing is, he is being eaten alive!

You look around in horror at what you have just seen. The blood. The flesh. The look on the reporters eyes as he feels the pain rushing through his body as it devours his flesh. I bet the last thing he thought was "I wonder if I will get to see my kids!" Then, the T.V comes to life. You see your local news reporter come on, and he looks terrified. He loosely holds a piece of paper in his trembling hands, and he says the following statement "At 10:05 PM....The Internet has attacked several major cities all over the world. There is nothing we can do." You see his shaking like a leaf, your eyes glued to the screen. "The world is in crisis, this virus; created by someone somewhere has been released. It is now.....Somehow, become real. I am afraid to say it." He breaks down, the tears streaming down his face as he looks into the camera and says these words, "We are all dead!"

It hit you like a ton of bricks. The remote falls to the floor as you sit their frozen to your living room couch. The news reporter exits the screen and the broadcast ends with the "Service is temporary unavailable!" You check other channels; the message keeps appearing over and over and over.

The world is in a state of panic.

You have to get prepared. If this virus is what the TV describes, it will wipe the whole earth's population out. Thing is....You're not going without a fight. Turning the TV off and running towards your door, you check it's locked. *Click* It is now. You run around your house aimlessly trying to lock every window and door within your house, *Click* after *Click after *Click*. You finally manage to lock every window and door in your house. Now what.....

Weapons, weapons, weapons.....You run upstairs to your fine collections of knifes the sharpest ones and the most decorative ones from around the world, never been used or touched by anyone else but yourself. You arm yourself to the teeth with them, strapping the leg holsters up and placing knifes in them. You're missing one thing though.....A shotgun! As your clamber up the dusty stairs to your, oh so dusty loft you flick the light on slowly. Wielding a FTP knife in your left hand and an OS in the other you slowly enter your roof hatch, being aware just in case.

The light flickers a few times and then stops to glow a bright white light. Luckily for you, the virus has not attempted to break into your house through your roof. You lower your weapons and scout around your dusty loft in search of a black metal box. The floorboards creak as your big heavy footsteps create prints in the dusty floor, then, just sat there, is the thing in which you wanted to find.

The black box is covered with dust. The locks are stiff and take some force to open. The dust goes everywhere as you shield your eyes, as the dust settles you take a look at what is in the box. Your grandfather's trusty HTML pump action shotgun. Last used in the 80's by yourself when you shot the neighbour's cat....Oooops.

THUD! "What the hell?" THUD! "No it can't be, not now." THUD! *Bzzzzrrrr* "Oh fuck" *Chick-chick* the shotgun reloads as you put more files into it.
*Smash* the sound of shattering glass reaches your ears as you know your fate. You say a quick prayer and jump down the hatch......You land with a thud.

You walk carefully through your house, hearing the crunch of glass below your feet and the faint shuffling of something. Clutching the weapon to your chest you see one....It's just stood there looking at you with its blank and bloody expression. You walk closer to it as you see its eyes move and follow you around the room, the numbers of information flowing through its pupils is immense as you try to figure out what it is doing.

It's....Downloading something....

It lunges at you. It catches you off guard as you're hurled to the floor. The scavenger has you pinned down, you can't move. The stench of the creature only makes you want to hurl. The skin of the creature peels off its face as it moves in to lick your face. The slava off its tongue burns your cheek. The taste of yourself registers as it goes in for the kill, you however, are not ready to become dinner.

The sharp, bloodyifed teeth move in on your neck. "FUCK YOU! YOU MINDLESS FLESH EATING BASTARD!" You shout as you manage to pull your weapon up and pull the trigger. The zombie cries the dial-up tone and you shield your ears, guts and blood still pouring out of the creature, until finally it disappears in a cloud of binary.
You shakily get up and make sure those teeth did not penetrate your skin. Whew, they didn't. *Smash* There goes another window, you see now how much these creatures want you, your still not giving up without a fight. You check where the smash cane from, running towards the patio doors.........Your stopped dead in your tracks.

The site that met your eyes only burned into your soul.

Hundreds.....Of those creatures.....Scraping your house, trying to get in, surrounding your house, *Smash* another one *Smash* What the hell? *Smash* these bastards are getting in any way possible. You try to run away from the patio doors and again....You're stopped in your tracks, you're surrounded. In the confined space of your dining room. You realise in the split second that you're not going to win, you can't win....but my god you will try!

Pulling out the OS you pull the cord....Your saying your last prayers as you prepare to die, these beings getting closer and closer....Then you do it. You slam the OS into the ground letting out a blinding flash, a white noise and impulses which rock the whole country. "FUCK YOU!" Were your last words you felt your body get ripped apart by this explosion.

No worries. You're in a better place now. The zombie horde was under control after the explosion. You sacrificed yourself for the human race......It doesn't matter....

We were all dead anyway.

[RKthrilla]

At 5/18/09 03:26 PM, CryogenChaos wrote:

Music - Music makes the world go 'round, so lets hear some.

I like Bacon, by RKthrilla Type: LoopGenre: Miscellaneous

I think I won the music portion...

[The-Hitman]

My first attempt at writing, so don't expect it to be anything above average. OR average, frankly.

Survival

God damnit. God fucking damnit. I was so close. So damn close to getting him, but he slipped away. I'd forgotten how tricky humans are. I'd admit though, he's putting up a good fight. I hadn't had this much fun since the late 1800's. Such a thrill, but as always, all games must come to an end. It's a shame, too. I kind of liked the poor boy. He was obedient, loyal, even if he knew what I really was. But I can't have that. I can't have anyone find out, and that's why we're playing this game in the first place.

Ah, it seems he wasn't as clever as I thought. Looks like one of my razor wires got him. Not a lot of blood, but enough for me to follow his trail. It seems he's going to the canopy this time. Fun, I forgot which traps I had up there. Maybe I'll get lucky and he'll set one off. Ah, so it was one of THOSE. Is that his arm I see flying through the air? No, no. That's not his, he has a larger build. Which surprises me on how long he's lasted out here, but hey, I suppose when it comes down to survival, we exceed our limitations.

Oh, I'm going to have a good laugh with the others when I get back. They'll be surprised on how persistant this one is on living. So persistant, but I'm confused as to why. I'm the only family he had, if I can actually be considered family. Broken branches...He's close, I can hear him panting. I'll keep quiet, though. Let the thought of death slowly creep into his head, he'll go crazy from fear and I'll make sure to put him out of his mis-

What the hell was that he hit me with? Christ, my head! Is-Is that my blood? Yes, it is my blood! The little fucker's going to pay for that. I'll be sure to shoot out his kneecaps and make him suff- What?! Where's my gun?! I see. I get it now. The hunter has become the hunted. The boy has no clue what he's gotten himself into. I'm not easy game as the animals inhabiting this land...

G-G-God damn-amnit. I-I'm getting too tired for this sh-shit. Can't rest, though. He's out there, I know he is. What was th-thaat? Was that him? No, just a fr-frog. The boy's playing mind games on me now. I see-see how it is. He won't get me that-that easily.

I was wrong. I was dead wrong, and now I'm dead. He's smarter than I thought, smarter than myself. Impossible. Downright fucking impossible! I'm at the end of my time. Over 200 years and I've been beaten by a fucking human! A HUMAN! I can't believe it. I just can't. I guess I was right. When it comes down to survival, we exceed our limitations. But I can't fail, I won't. Not to a human. Not to a no good disgusting, filthy huma-

[linkinparkpie43]

At 5/18/09 03:55 PM, Wuggawoot wrote: Well, I'm going to submit a fucking story.

Here goes;

arn't you clever?

http://www.newgrounds.com/bbs/topic/9978 20

[EyeLoveCocaine]

I'm also his alt. Thought I posted it on MC, but I posted it on this one.

[CryogenChaos]

At 5/18/09 03:51 PM, VhsTapeclock wrote: Question: Is The GIMP okay for Photoshopping?
Another Question: Can you enter more than once or in more than one catergory?

First, yeah. GIMP is fine.
Second, no. Only one category.

[Tooby]

I'm gunna make a video of me singing a song im ade up in the shower

[MexicanGun]

Oh sweet! I'm going with the Audio category.

Since I can't use the same entry I used last year, I'd go with this one. Best of luck to everyone.

[MG] Marching Band Tryouts

[Synnxile]

At 5/18/09 03:30 PM, therealanimator wrote: hm..ill enter...hell a t shirt and some stickers awesome prizes.

girls will do anything for shirts

GGW

[CryogenChaos]

And here we are on day two of the Idol!

[Lizzardis]

At 5/19/09 11:34 AM, CryogenChaos wrote: And here we are on day two of the Idol!

With a total off:

3 Stories
3 Audios
1 Photoshop

Come on people!

[speakerlight]

This is going to be my first attempt at a story so don't expect much.

That which has yet to happen,happened already.

It was a nice Saturday morning.I had just woken up and was sipping my coffee when out of the blue thunder started to clap in the clouds.The winds were fierce and the dust blurred my vision.All of a sudden *BAM* blackout.

I awoke several hours later in a large dessert not knowing how I got there.I wandered aimlessly for miles trying to find any town or village,any sign of another human soul.I'm starting to get thirsty.The thought of some fresh clean water quenching my thirst was driving me to the point of insanity,when out of the blue a lizard pops out from the sand.I scamper to grab it and succeed.I progress to snap it open and eat what little nutrients it had.That was the biggest mistake of my life.

"I have to get the message to the city quick" thought the lizard.He was scurrying under the sand At a rapid pace,but he was lost.against the word of the high priests he went above ground to see which direction he could go.This decision proved to cause him his life,and probably the fate of this strange new world.

About half an hour later after eating the lizard my insides start to feel like they're being torn to shreds.the pain is big enough to render me immobile.I heave and heave but i can't bring myself to release this movement.Before i blacked out(again)I saw three little figures crowding around me.

I awoke several hours later in a daze(again)but this time i was in a tent,and the air felt surprisingly cool on my skin.I get up from my bed but find that my legs don't work.I start to panic."how do i get out of here"I thought to myself.I hear a rustling at the door. A few of the mysterious figures is coming in.I pretend to be asleep."this is sure an interesting specimen you have brought me LOLZILLA"."LOLZILLA?what kind of name is that"I thought to myself."You'll be pleased to know That this mission will be free of charge.Just tell your king to leave my people alone"."sssssuuuuurrre,youuuuu cannnn trusssssst ussssss".Said one of the figures.

LOLZILLA left the tent."ssssshould I begin the dissssection?"."DISSECTION!not in this life time buddy".I force my legs out of the paralysis and pounce on the nearest figure.I begin to pummel his face into the ground,the oth figure tries to flee but i dragged him back and tied him up to a post."WHERE AM I!' I yell to the figure."how can you not know where you are,when this place created you..."

DUN DUN DUN!

"what do you mean this place created me!"."I mean that you were made here,along with everything else you know." "how can that be!you better be telling the truth or so help me god I"ll turn you into a bloody pulp." "please there is no need to be so hostile,all of your questions will be answered if you just let me go..."I leave him tied up in the tent.I fashion myself some robes from the tent and I walk out into the town.At least i think i do,as soon as i step out i find myself deep in a black void with little spots of white.

I walk,rather float,to the nearest white dot.It feels like ages but i finally reach the dot.I put my foot in there and I am instantly absorbed.I'm hurling through this brightest of white space at the spped of light.My body begins to stretch and expand,My atoms are then split apart,and then I come out the other side and reconfigure.I appear to have landed back on planet earth!

But something is amiss,there is no wind,no sounds,everything has an eerie feel.I begin to walk but i don't know to where I should go.*SHRAK BAM POW* A HUGE NOISE CRACKS THROUGH THE SILENCE AND OUT COMES OUT...A Delorian?From the car pops out this old dude."quick speakerlight get in we have to cnage the past so that you can prevent this future!

I pop him one right in the eye and steal his car.I travel to the day When this whole adventure started.I'm zooming through the time line and i finally reach my destination.As I'm landing i accidentally conk my past self in the head and he passes out."so thats what happened,then how did I end up in that desset?'unbeknown to me The car had a small parasit
'How did i create all of this.I don't even e attached to the bottom.It grabbed on to my body and devoured me.t turns out its stomach is like a wormhole that transports anything it eats to any part of the universe.

"well this explains everything,except for the fact of how the earth became all still and lifeless,but that is for another story that will be written when this one finishes".

"wait,what did i just say?"

[speakerlight]

Man my keyboard is wet from all my sweat and you can bet that this is yet to be a conclusion.

ALL'S FAIR IN LOVE AND TIME TRAVEL.

I parked my brand new time traveling car out in my driveway and continue my usual Saturday routine.When the same crackling noise comes and the old dude i punched out comes swinging at me! I dodge his first few hit but for an old dude he is fast on his feet,he punches my chest and that sends me flying a breaking an entire section of wall.I get up and charge at him.I deliver a kick to his throat and while he is struggling to breath I find my trust medieval mace! I swing it around and around gaining momentum,but I'm to slow! he get's up and whips out his katana,he chops the mace to bits and then go crazy trying to get me!

I run under my table and jump my sofa all the while i throw my ronco knife set at him! the super sharp knives just bounce off of is bulging chest,but one of the knives manages to grab his foot and he trips.I then grab my 50 pound t.v and I'm ready to finish him off when All of a sudden,me from a few chapters ahead comes out and tells me to spare his life! Of course i obliged and help him get to his feet.The me from the future then leaves to finish of the cyclops.

The old man had just told me the story of what has happened to future earth.Apparently the lizard I ate was upposed to warn the city of the universe about an impending attack,but the message never got there and all planets became still and lifeless. Only a select few were immune to this,they were LOLZILLA,Supra-addict,and the almighty Moot.I myself was immune to the effects because i had figured out time travel.

Me and the old dude decided to travel to where i first awoke.When we reached the destination,we headed straight towards the city of the universe."so tell me doc,who is responsible for the attack?'
"How the hell should i know,the attacker has remained anonymous during his whole attack."
"So you're telling me you have no idea whatsoever who we're going up against..."
"Exactly."
The rest of the trip was silent.About ten miles from the city a bunch of Russian mortars and Iraqi shells started to bombard the sides of our car!
Jesus Christ doc,put up some defensive shields or something!"
"There's really no need to.."
"DOC FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DO SOMETHING!"
"options not available"
"Forget you,auto pilot engage evasive maneuvers stat!'
"I'm afraid I can't let you do that speak."
*BLAM* A mortar hits the front side of the car and we're zooming down to the ground! I try to pull up but every system is down,I put myself in crash position and wait.

Apparently sand really lightens the blow of a crash.I walk out unharmed and left a trip mine just in case anyone tries t steal it.I begin the trek to the city but it takes hours because of the higher gravity.Just then the star ship enterprise appears in front of me,and long story short,we destroyed halo and stopped the flood.

I finally reach the city and head towards the council of high priests.Which is very accurate in naming.All of the priests were high on pot and of no use to me.This whole city was high on pot,None of them being able to help me in the least.And then i see it.

It started as a rumble at first,but the rumbling got louder and louder,then the ships began to appear one by one.Each one immense in size.It turns out this wasn't the attack,it was the citys defense system.The attack actually came from the south.being lead by a pack of cyclops was an army of horrid creatures indescribable to people.Like a cloud,all of the people got of their high and began to armor up.Me being a time traveler and all was the leader of the attack,along with LOLZILLA,supra-addict,And Moot.We ordered a full on offensive,attack without fear.

We all rushed at the army,supra used his madness skills to summon an army of the l33t crew,LOLZILLA grew to gargantuan proportions and Destroyed entire miles of the army in one swoop.Moot used his power of awesomeness to force the army to battle each other.,he then used his almighty ban hammer to finish the lot of them. I suddenly remembered an important task that had to be done.With the help of supra and his reality defying madness,he allowed me to travel back in time.

Earlier in the story.."Hey,don't you drop that t.v on his head,we need him here in the future."
But common,he destroyed part of my house!"
"I'm not gonna hear it,drop the t.v now."
"O.K."
"good,I'll see you in the future,or past."

I go back to the future and we're ready to destroy the cyclops.It was easy pickings.
But the true attacker is still out there somewhere and we'll find him.even if it takes another story!

[speakerlight]

The attacker was Moot.LOLZILLA destroyed him.

EDN.

[CryogenChaos]

At 5/19/09 11:50 AM, Lizzardis wrote:

At 5/19/09 11:34 AM, CryogenChaos wrote: And here we are on day two of the Idol!

With a total off:

3 Stories
3 Audios
1 Photoshop

Come on people!

We've got a couple o' weeks. There will be more.

[speakerlight]

At 5/19/09 02:06 PM, CryogenChaos wrote:

At 5/19/09 11:50 AM, Lizzardis wrote:

At 5/19/09 11:34 AM, CryogenChaos wrote: And here we are on day two of the Idol!

With a total off:

3 Stories
3 Audios
1 Photoshop

Come on people!

We've got a couple o' weeks. There will be more.

I hope so,I'm in the mood for some competition!

[Wuggawoot]

I hope so,I'm in the mood for some competition!

Yeah, same here.

[CryogenChaos]

At 5/19/09 04:08 PM, Wuggawoot wrote:

I hope so,I'm in the mood for some competition!

Yeah, same here.

Well, these things always kick off slow (mainly because Tom never mentions them in his news post, so for all you guys know, I could be fuckin' lying to watch ze puppets dance yes puppets dance dance). They'll pick up within the coming days.

I hope.

[Lost-Chances]

Okay, I'll bite.

Plague.

It's Friday morning and like Friday mornings, I get a slow start. First lesson is about 11:25am at earliest, 12:25 at latest. I did my usual routine. Took a piss, changed my boxers, clothes on, dumped boxers in the wash basket and had a wash. I poured myself a nice glass of coke. It was a routine, some-what a tradition, to have coke these Fridays. At first, I thought it was a breakable silly coincidence that every Friday begun with coke but after I traded the coke for orange squash, then water, then lemonade, I could not wake up properly to face the first lesson. Of course, I walked in. Just looking like a zombie on crack-cocaine and I may of blurted something weird. I had slipped into a mode where everything feels numb and you can't hear anything. I remember the teacher turning to me that lesson. Since that lesson, there hasn't been any mention of the lesson and I have never avoided having coke in the morning. Even if I've had to buy it on the way to school from the nearest corner shop which was full of fucking immigrants. I'm so fucking sure that they're not English, their accent seemed off. Romania? Poland? Is that it?

I walked back to my computer, drink in my hand, and sat down. I put on some music. To be honest, that morning, I felt like listening to Another Nail Through My Heart by Squeeze but something stopped me. Instead, I put on Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls. It just felt more appropriate. I sipped from my glass, reading random forum messages and commenting in a harsh manner that was mostly frowned upon. It was a common misconception I was attention seeking. Oh no, I was just letting out my anger, one comment at a time.

I stared down at my glass, it was nearly finished. Something about it seemed weird. I looked and shrugged it off and downed it. As I carried on commenting, I replayed the clip into my head. What was it...What was a little..."Off". It's as I replayed it over and over again I realised what it was.

For many years, I've suffered with head-lice. Having OCD, I tried not to think of them since they made me want to tear my hair from my head. However, I realised that I had just drunk coke with a head-lice, or two, in it.

Quickly I sprung to my feet and bolted for the bathroom. I began choking it with no success. It wasn't coming up. So I swilled some water in my mouth with an equal amount of success. I shoved my fingers down the back of my throat and it wasn't coming. It wasn't coming out and it NEEDED to come out. It was an insect, something that SHOULDN'T be in my body. Did you know lice help spread the black plague? This fact went over and over in my head. If I couldn't get it out, I must make sure to murder it; just in case the acid in my stomach wasn't enough.

In a fit of panic, I ran to the toilet and grabbed the bottle of bleach sitting next to it. I read the warning labels, trying to convince myself it wasn't a good idea. The more I looked, the more I was convinced it was a good idea. It would kill it. I would destroy this head-lice. The plague wouldn't be spread, it wouldn't even be started. I removed the cap. I tilted my head back. I then poured the whole fucking lot down my neck. I fucking poured and poured and poured until it was empty and then threw it aside.

The pain that swept over me could not be described. I could feel my insides burning as though I'd just eating oil and then set it alight. However, I was determined to make sure the lice was dead. I estimated it would take ten seconds to reach my stomach with my throat muscles retracting and contracting. I didn't last it, I counted to seven through all the pain and fire inside. I went straight to the floor and curled up. I could feel the fire, still burning, purifying my insides. It was a fire that I could not extinguish with water but had to let it burn. I coughed up some blood, a lot of blood. I knew it. I was going to die. It was getting blacker. At least I stopped the plague. I smiled, somewhat numbed, at a child-like voice saying:

"At least I stopped the plague mummy!".