The SM:TMT *2nd* Writing Contest!!!
"Due to technical problems at the SM:TMT idea factory, business has been slow as of late. Although the three infamous authors of the demented SM:TMT world have successfully survived the harsh reality of the internet for over a year now, things have been looking unsteady. SM:TMT stocks have been rapidly dropping over the last 3 days, and it is clear that the economic crisis caused by the three demented authors has had global effects. Reporting live from Tokyo, this is Kaioh Michiru, signing off." The green-haired reporter evilly grinned and turned away.
"Hold it," Cheryl said, hooking Michiru with a cane. "What do you mean, 'economic crisis'?"
"Um... well, you see, SM:TMT products haven't been doing too well in the market lately..."
"We don't HAVE any SM:TMT products!"
"Well, you never know..." She sweatdropped as a slip of paper fell from her coat onto the ground.
"Hmm... now what's this..." Meeshy sweatdropped as she glanced over the note. "Become an SM:TMT author for discount price," she read. "Only 40 trillion yen. See Kaioh Michiru for details."
"Hey, I never heard about any plans to have a new author..." Michelle said, glaring at the sweatdropping senshi. "Does this 40 trillion yen have something to do with this 'economic crisis' in the SM:TMT world?"
"Yeah, I think someone's doing a little false reporting in order to make more money," Meeshy concluded. "Now, I wonder what's the best way to fix this little problem, guys?"
"Burn, burn, burn! MWAHAHAHAHA... er..." Cheryl coughed as the others sweatdropped. "Sorry, I've been watching too much Escaflowne lately..." They looked at Michiru.
"Um, well, there's nothing you can do now! Thousands of people are going to come to me wanting to be an SM:TMT author! There's nothing you can do but watch me grow rich!" Michiru laughed evilly and and imagined the feel of money all around her.
The authors sweatdropped and malleted the extortionist out into space. "So, what do we do now?" Michelle asked.
"Um... hold another SM:TMT contest?" Meeshy suggested.
Michelle sighed. "Here we go again..."
"This fanfic's getting too crowded..."
Contest Rules, Regulations, and What-Nots
"It's been a while since our last SM:TMT contest, where we got our great author Meeshy-sama here," Cheryl said, knocking the author over while whacking her on the back.
"Yeah, with Meeshy around, things have been going pretty well," Michelle added, whacking Meeshy as well.
Meeshy sweatdropped, then put on a big smile. "Yeah, well, I'm sure that the both of you probably needed a lot of help writing anyways," she said, then knocked both of them off the platform. She cleared her throat, then glared at anyone who might challenge her authority. "Since I'm doing the prompt this time-"
Abruptly Cheryl scramled back up the platform and whacked Meeshy off the platform. "*First* we do the rules. And since I'm the coolest author in SM:TMT, I rule the rules! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!"
The Incredible, Inedible, Rules
Things You Should Know:
"These questions are mostly designed to get to know you better, so don't freak out if there's something like 'summarize page 13 of the 2nd book of the manga' or anything like that. In fact, there won't be anything like that. But if you don't know, don't be afraid to guess- it's a contest, not a test, so we won't give you an F if you say 'I don't know'. And for the writing part- remember, this is SM:TMT, so ANYTHING can happen! All limits are off! (except for any rules listed above...)" Cheryl whacks Michelle, who was evilly holding a red pen. "Take it easy and give it your best shot!"
The ACTUAL CONTEST! What you've all been waiting for.
"Ah! Finally! I have the stage all to myself. Since I'm the only author around right now, I'm here to tell you about the actual contest!!" Meeshy sweatdrops as two muffled voices are shouting in the background. "Uh... that's nothing. Anyway, all you have to do is read the writing prompt, then continue it in any way you'd like. Of course, since it'll be one chosen by the mighty Meeshy-sama it'll be a great one, right?" She sweatdrops again as there is a loud clanging in the background. "After that, there'll be a few questions that you have to answer, and that's the easiest part," she continued, raising her voice and ignoring the noise. "Then all you have to do is send everything in to SilverRiver@usa.net and you'll be all set!" The author pales as suddenly two pissed authors come up from behind her. "Ano... ja ne!!!"
The Most Important Stuff:
What is your name?
What is your favorite color?
What is your quest? (Michelle: Meeshy!!! Quit that @#?!! Holy Grail stuff!!)
What is your e-mail address? (Meeshy: This is VERY important!!)
Test of Your Knowledge:
Name the senshi you know of. (Michelle: Any and all you know of- just want to see what you've seen.)
Who is Death Phantom? Master Pharaoh 90? ChibiChibi? Where are they from (season, and location if known).
Getting to Know You:
Who do you think is the most evil character in SM? Why?
Have you seen any other anime? What are your favorites? (Not really required, just wondering. -Cheryl)
How old are you? (you could just give a birthday or something)
Are male, female, both, or none of the above?
The Writing Prompt!!!
"Okay... here we are... this time, though, we make the setting, and YOU write the rest of it! You must include these details/items in the piece:"
Setting: The beach
People that must be in it: Yourself, Michiru, Amazon Trio
Items: a money-making scheme by Michiru, and green eggs and ham
"You can add more things than this; this is just the minimum. Then mail it to us at SilverRiver@usa.net. Have fun!" The three authors laugh evilly in the distance...
What Do I Get From All This, Anyway?!?!
Cheryl sweatdrops as she realizes that she's the only author left onstage."Don't tell me I'M the one doing prizes this time!!!" There is an empty silence. "Traitors," she mutters, then begins speaking. "Well, it looks like I'm the one left handing out prizes! And I don't know what they are! Umm... hmm... well, we'll let you take your pick from a pool of prizes, where the first place winner gets to become an author AND gets first pick, second place gets second pick, etc. The prizes include: a videotape (with anime, of course!), an audio tape (with anime music...), and a deck of Sailormoon cards. Who knows, we might even include a 4th or 5th place winner later on, too.... The world will never know... So be nice to me, or else!" Cheryl begins laughing manaically, until a shoe goes flying through the air and whacks her on the head. "Itai..."