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[Mara=^.^=]

Just out of curiousity, are those the place orders third to first or first to third? Not that it matters to me, because I'd be second either way. Unless there are no places? LOL, sorry.

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!

Nope, this contest was made for 3 entries per person and 3 winners. There is no ranking among the winners listed.

~*Mara*~ = ^.^ =

[sunnstar]

Oooh, gotcha. Thanks so much again!! THANK YOU!!! Again!

[Haha, I know you probably want me to stop posting so you can catch up with me, lol.]

[Liziana]

Ha, I never entered this...
Congratz, guys! I'm sure Mara will come up with some awesome prizes for ya!

[.:!Gwen!:.]

Homysh--

YES! HAHA, IN YOUR FACE. --does respective dance--

...juuust kidding. Maybe.

BUT AWW THANKS MARA. Every world needs Dr. Phil. Cause without Dr. Phil, where would bathroom humor be?







.:!Gwen!:.

[Mara=^.^=]

The "Stuff that Would Never Happen in TOSOT" section is up in Extras: [LINK]

I have no idea if I got them all, but I think I got most of them.

~*Mara*~ = ^.^ =

P.S. Oh, and as of now, this contest is closed, but you can continue to post "stuff that would never happen" if you have any bright ideas. I'll add them to the STWNHIT section if you do.

[girlgenius123]

Those entries by "Amanda" are actually by me.

[gummiworld]

I'M....SO...HAPPY!!!! :'( *commence ugly-cry*

[RocksmySocks]

Okay, I'm too late for the contest, but I can't resist adding to this insanity:


Future Sheen *full of rage*: And I'll never forgive you for all the threats you've made against Libby!

Dictator Jimmy *cool and collected*: Well I'm not asking for forgiveness, am I?

Future Carl: But Jim, Sheen...deep down, you are both best friends. You don't really want to lose that over a few torturous experiments and berserk escape attempts, do you?

Dictator Jimmy *eyeroll*: Pfft, friends. Who needs friends? *incriminating lip quiver*

Future Sheen: Yeah, who needs...who needs...*bursts into tears* JIMMY! OH JIMMY, I'M SO SORRY!

Dictator Jimmy *throws head back in angst*: I'M SORRY TOO! OH, WHAT HAVE I DONE?!

Future Carl *shushing softly*: It's alright, there there. Just hug it out, you two. Just hug it out.





-Katie :ahoy:

(And congrats to Cami, Sunny, and Gwen! Those entries were HILARIOUS! :lol: )

[Mara=^.^=]

Those entries by "Amanda" are actually by me.

Sorry Carrie. I had a ton of them pasted into a word document, for some reason I thought Amanda wrote those.

**will fix**

~*Mara*~ = ^.^ =

[sunnstar]

Oh why thanks Pig!!! (: Err, which one wasn't an entry again...?

[Elraine]

Haha! I enjoyed reading these! Everyone here is impressively creative and witty. xD

[sunnstar]

OH!! LOL, thanks for reminding me, Pig. That WAS pretty funny! XDDDD Hahaha, High School Musical. I got that inspiration from a comic strip, actually. Right after the first one came out. :D

Mara, would you mind adding that to the section on the mainsite? ^_^

[Beks]

Ooo! I wanna do some more! There's so many more things we can do now that we're further along in the story....I know! I'll write something about me and FC!!! *giggles merrily*

[Flank]

Go on Writer Woman! "Giggles along."

[Beks]

btw, it's gonna be a Writer Woman/FC pairing. :P

[Flank]

There will be some action!

[Mara=^.^=]

Hot stuff, Beks ;) :thumbsup:


~*Mara*~ = ^.^ =

[Beks]

Thanks, Mara! Glad you think it's cool! ^_^

So, guess what? As usual, I over-wrote it, and it's gonna be in two installments. Here's the first one:



*After reading TOSOT and falling deeply in love with FC, Writer Woman decided to rescue him from the clutches of DJ. So she hopped into her trans-denensional teleporter and was whisked away to the famous alternate universe*

WW: To DJ's planet! Away! "flies through space at lightspeed*

*She easily broke through the airial defenses around the planet and, using a force field to surround herself, she arrived in the underwater lair unscathed and unwet*

WW: I'm coming, my darling!

*As she stepped into the first room, however, she was met with a small bregade of attack robots*

WW: You dare stand between me and my love? Prepare to be recycled!*

*She got out her trusty golden rope, and went into action*

[15 seconds later]

WW: Well, that was fun.

*She casually walked out of the room, which was now covered in robot parts, oil still dripping from their metal shells...

*Not knowing where to begin, she started looking in each door she could find. One room in particular caught her attention, and as she neared it she heard a voice singing from within.

Voice: All things fabulous!....Biggger and better and best!

*Curiosity aroused, she quietly opened the door. She saw a dimly lit bedroom with a silky crimson bedspread. The voice came from a shadowy figure in the corner who, at the sound of the door, ran into the light. She gasped with surprise as she saw DJ standing on the fluffy carpet in a skimpy pink tutu*

DJ: Ok, Bolbi! I'm ready!

*He saw her, immiting a girlish scream and hurredly put on a matching pink bathrobe over himself.

DJ: You're not Bolbi!

WW: *a little shaken* Um...hi...Is Carl around here?

DJ: Oh, you mean Igor? He's in the experimental lab, cleaning the torturing pods. Why do you ask?

WW: *casually* Oh, I'm gonna rescue him from you.

DJ: *sitting on the bed* Fine, I suppose. He was tiring me, anyway. He didn't satify my needs. Speaking of which, have you seen Bolbi around here?

*As she shook her head no, Bolbi barged into the room, clad in only his goat boxers*

Bolbi: It is ok, Evil Jimmy man! I have found the skewers and the lintbrush!

*On that que, Writer Woman slowly closed the door, and continued the search for her love. When she located the experimental lab, she found FC bent over a complicated looking machine, polishing it, his back to her.

She sighed as she saw his glistening muscles working on his task. Suddenly, she heard a crunching sound. She looked behind her to see Flank sitting in the corner on a lawnchair, a huge bag of popcorn on his lap*

Flank: Oh, don't mind me. I'm just watching.

*FC looked up at the sound of Flank's voice, and when he saw Writer Woman, he stumbled into the opposite corner, trembling with fear*

FC: Who...who are you?

Flank: She's Writer Woman, defender of truth, justice, and the JN way! And a pretty graceful dancer, if I do say so....

WW: *shooting Flank a "zip it" look, and looking back at FC* It's ok. I'm here to take you away from this awful place, Carl. *holds out hand* Come with me. I'll make your life super.

Flank: *crunching popcorn loudly* Ooo, this is getting good!

FC: *looking into WW's gentle eyes* Well....ok. Anything's better than this.

*He took her hand, and suddenly a small shock emits from their fingers, as he looked up into her eyes and her dark hair blows gently in the sudden breeze. "Summer Love" from Grease plays in the background*

Flank: Aw! How cute!

[Mara=^.^=]

EEEEE~ :nosebleed: PART 2! PART 2!

Epic ROFL DJxFuture Bolbi :lol:

~*Mara*~ = ^.^ =

[Flank]

HAHAHA! Great Writer Woman! I love the story. That DJ/Bolby scene was soo wrong, though, LOL! And I love how I just sit in the corner, watching and eating popcorn. Thanks! Those RPs in chats sometimes can be useful.
Waiting for the second part! ;)