| Welcome to the sixth annual Honorary Monstergirl Competition! The rules of the contest are as follows: 1) ALL entries must be of roughly the same power levels as the girls that are legal to use as companions. No reality warpers, physical gods, or mountain-eating invincible powerhouses! Entries at the upper end of the companion power scale are allowed. Entries that have lots of story potential are encouraged! 2) Entries cannot be simple reposting of entries from previous contests; all entries must provide some measure of originality. The new entry may be a variation on a previous entry or an exploration of the same theme, but the new entry MUST bring something to the table that the previous version did not. 3) Multiple entries of the same mamono are allowed if they are sufficiently different (see above). In the event of two entries that have the same name the judge will consult one of the contestants about a name change, with the shared name going to the entry that was submitted first. 4) Entries must be formatted as official MGE entries. If you're not sure about the classification of your entry (i.e. family and type) feel free to ask for advice. If you're worried about spoilers before official contest start you can ask by PM. All entries will be edited for grammar by the judge. 5) Send your entries to me by PM, up to four entries per contributor. I will arrange them into polling brackets. Once a poll is up and running it will have a limited voting period, after which a winner will be advanced to the next round. This will continue until we have a final winner. 6) In the event that two (or more) entries are tied when voting for the bracket closes the winner will be decided by an H-off! Each contestant must post something brief (try not to go over 500 words) describing how his/her entry would be the most fun to “experience.” This can be in essay form or a brief h-scene. The judge (moi) will decide the winner based on commenter’s reactions. 7) Bonus: Name That Mamono! You are encouraged (but not required) to create a sample character of the species -- nothing fancy, just a short paragraph describing her appearance, personality, and skills. In particular you should describe how she exemplifies or differs from the species' usual. To be counted for H-offs all vignettes/essays for the species must include this character in some way (at least a mention). For those who need a bit of help coming up with ideas, never fear! Take a brief tutorial on creating new monstergirls here. As before, the sweet spot for the number of entries is 32, but I'll find a way to make it work with more or fewer. The contest is live… NOW! |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| I'll try this year, I have a rough idea, but am not promising anything. |
| I'm in! |
| Two weeks into the contest and we have five entries. Four of those are mine. I'm waiting... [taps foot] :) |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Well, it is around the time people have examinations and study deadlines. Hopefully when that has passed people will have more time to make entries. I've got 4 entries planned, so worst case scenario there will be at least still 8 entries total. |
MetallumOperaturJun 24, 2019 7:22 AM
TsunamiSeeker said: Jesus! 4 entries each!? Damn... To be fair, I started writing mine during the last contest. Seeing what everybody else comes up with inspires me. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Here we are, nearly three months after contest was announced, and we have a total of... six entries. And four of those are mine. Since I refuse to hold a contest in which over half the entries are mine, the contest is on hold indefinitely until such time as we have a minimum of 12 entries. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Doh! Though I can understand the decision. Just to let you know I did not forget about it, I just spend way too much time on making a single entry... I'll keep working on them though and send them to you when done, that should bring the total up to at least 9 then when I'm finished. Admitted I would prefer it if we managed to get to 16 entries, that seems like a good amount for a contest. |
| We're up to 7 now, and the person who sent that showed me a preliminary on an 8th. Progress is just slower than I'd like. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| I'm just a really slow worker when it comes to making such entries. I spent easily 10 hours on making one, if not more. Should really think about a method that speeds up the progress dramatically. |
| I'm just as slow, but I start well in advance. My entries for this year were all started during last year's contest. As I said, seeing what other people come up with inspires me. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| I've just been out of it for a while now and hadn't really registered either summer or the HMG had started, in addition to having somewhat distanced myself from the MSG (other than spamming pics in the discord ( '.') ). I can fish out a few concepts/ideas from my idea story bank but most are not thought up for the MSG setting specifically, as in not having the whole species+sex+uniqueness package, although that can be fixed by adapting/changing things like I've been doing for the past HMGs when one of the aspect was sorta missing. So I could submit things but they wouldn't really be matching the spirit of the contest. |
| Last year all of my entries were just mamonized versions of creatures from Greek mythology. By all means, adapt if you must. Stuff that's not made specifically for the setting can still work for the contest. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| With the entries I've just received, and counting one I've been promised, we now have 10 entries. We now have enough entries that I'm willing to set a deadline for submissions. Submission deadline for HMG6 is now set at 11:59 p.m. CDT on August 31. And I wouldn't dream of leaving you without a link to the handy-dandy Worldclock converter: https://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/converter.html I'm hoping for 16 entries, but we can go with just 10 if need be. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| So how is it looking with the number of entries? I'll see if I can make some final edits and then send the 2nd versions of mine to you. |
| We are now at 12 entries. This'll do. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Submissions are now closed. I'll take the week to do final edits and incorporate any last minute changes from the contestants and post the first voting blocks next weekend. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Voting is now live! We have four brackets of three entries each; 3rd place gets eliminated, 1st and 2nd place move on to round 2. Voting continues through 11:59 p.m. CDT on 09/14/19. And because I know how much you like it, here is a link to Worldclock for all your time zone conversion needs: https://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/converter.html |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Voting for round 1 is now closed. The tally so far: Bracket 1: The halfling went there, but will not be back again. Bracket 3: The geckgoo went to the wall but didn't stick. Bracket 4: The catoblepas must hang her head in shame. However, we have a split decision for bracket 2 -- so I declare an h-off between the lioness and the ettin! Authors, please send me your vignettes and I will post them (let's preserve the mystery a little longer, shall we?). If possible let's have the vignettes by Wednesday 09/18 so we can have a result by Saturday 09/21. Oh, and because I have horses in the race, I will take this opportunity to plan ahead. I will be posting an h-off thread with a poll once we have the vignettes. No need for backup judges that way. I'll do this for each h-off as it happens. |
tygertygerSep 14, 2019 10:16 PM
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Voting is now live for round 2 -- two entries per bracket, winner goes on to round 3. Voting continues through 11:59 p.m. CDT on 09/28/19. Once again, here is a link to Worldclock for time zone conversion: https://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/converter.html |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Voting for round 2 is now closed. A moment of silence for the fallen, please... Bracket 1: The lioness must swallow her pride. Bracket 2: The hawk wasp feels the sting of defeat. Bracket 3: There is no ray of hope for the ixitxachitl. Bracket 4: The grasshopper's leap of faith falls short. Congratulations to the chameleon, venus flytrap, mage leviathan, and matsya, who all go on to the semifinals. The brackets for round 3 go up sometime tomorrow if all goes according to plan. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Voting for round 3 is now live -- two brackets, two contestants each, no waiting! Winner of each bracket goes on to the finals. Voting continues through 11:59 p.m. CDT on Saturday 10/05/19. And did you think I would leave you without Worldclock? I would not! https://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/converter.html |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
tygertyger said: Bracket 1: The lioness must swallow her pride. Bracket 2: The hawk wasp feels the sting of defeat. Bracket 3: There is no ray of hope for the ixitxachitl. Bracket 4: The grasshopper's leap of faith falls short. You forgot to show yourself out the door for these puns :-P tygertyger said: Voting continues through 11:59 p.m. CDT on Saturday 10/05/19. Maybe it's an idea to extend the deadline with a day, since we can't notify everyone before Thursday evening. |
| Voting for the final round is now live -- two mamono go in, one comes out! Voting continues through 11:59 p.m. CDT on Saturday 10/12/19. Note that there is also a poll up for the People's Choice -- cast your votes to determine their fate! And of course, I give you Worldclock once again! https://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/converter.html[/quote] |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Only 4 votes in the final round bracket? Only 3 for People's Choice? C'mon, y'all, pick up the pace! |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
tygertyger said: Only 4 votes in the final round bracket? Only 3 for People's Choice? C'mon, y'all, pick up the pace! Now that I posted a club wide notification to draw people's attention to the HMG finals and the people's choice I expect the number of votes to rise. But since the deadline is already tomorrow night, maybe it's an idea to extend it a few days to give everyone that has now gotten the notification some time to vote? |
| Tell y'all what... I'm willing to look the other way until Monday morning -- say, 7 a.m. CDT. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| We are now 12 hours past the extended deadline, and the will of the voters is clear. First up, the Peoples' Choice. The people have chosen... THE CHAMELEON! And now for the main event. Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the Sixth Annual Honorary Monstergirl Competition is... THE MAGE LEVIATHAN! Congratulations to the winners and a huge thank you to all the contestants, without whom this party couldn't happen: DavetheBarbarian (Geckgoo, Mage Leviathan) MetallumOperatur (Chameleon, Grasshopper, Matsya, Venus Flytrap) TsunamiSeeker (Hawk Wasp, Lioness) Tygertyger (Catoblepas, Ettin, Halfling, Ixitxachitl) Vignettes for the winner, runner-up, and People's Choice will be posted as soon as I have them. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Yay!! One of my entries did well;) |
| HMG6 Vignette 1: Hide and Seek The hunter was close on my heels, and I was running out of places to hide. I looked around me, side to side and then up -- I'd learned that habit from previous hunts. There was no sign of my pursuer, but that didn't mean much. If she were here already there was no way to conceal myself... but I was pretty sure she wasn't. The hunter was no champ when it came to patience. I got down on my hands and knees and crawled through a tunnel in the underbrush to my little hideaway. I'd found the spot completely by accident. It was a place where three bushes met, each a different kind. Something about each of them prevented the other two from spreading into the space; nothing grew in this little bubble but grass. It wasn't a big space, barely wide enough for me to lie down in and not deep enough to stand in, but it would do. The leaves and branches were thick enough to hide me while letting enough light through for me to see by. Even better, the strong fragrance of the flowers masked my scent. If the hunter didn't see me crawl in she had no way of knowing I was here. If she wasn't here already she would be soon, so I settled onto the grass to wait. It took a few minutes -- the hunter had either not been as close behind me as I thought, or she was being extra cautious. I couldn't see her, of course; her color-changing skin blended in perfectly with the foliage, and her slow, erratic movements made her seem like leaves dancing in the breeze. But I could see leaves parting as she passed and hear her breathing. Slow controlled breaths at first, then a gasp of excitement as she caught my scent. When she got within three body lengths I could smell her... the earthy scent of her sweat, the minty tang of her leaf-crowned hair, and the musky perfume of her sex. Even from here I could tell that she was wet. The chameleon crawled down from the branch she was on to the main trunk of the tree, her skin shifting from the green of leaves to the brown of bark, and that moment of change was enough for me to see exactly where she was. She inhaled deeply to draw in my scent, but she couldn't sense my exact location thanks to the flowers. Her head swayed back and forth in a vain effort to zero in on her prey. I tensed in anticipation. Just a little lower... I thought. As if she heard my unspoken plea she climbed down to head height and froze. I bared my teeth in a predator's grin, and then I pounced. I wrapped my arms around the chameleon's tiny waist and pulled her down into my hideaway, cushioning her fall with my body before I rolled on top and pinned her down. "Gotcha!" I barked in triumph. The hunter squealed in mock terror and struggled beneath me. Her tail thrashed and her hips bucked, but she failed to throw me off... as intended. I had her exactly where she wanted me, after all. "Let me go!" She yelped. She pushed against my grip on her wrists, but it wasn't anywhere near her full strength so I could tell she was enjoying this as much as I was. I was rock-hard already, and with my hips pressing down on hers I knew she felt it, too. I bent my head down and planted a soft kiss on her left cheek. "I'd be glad to," I said. I switched to the other side and kissed the right cheek. "If that's what you really want." I slid down and pressed my lips to the hollow of her throat. "But the deal was, if I could catch you before you caught me, I get to do whatever I want with you." I bent my lips to her ear and whispered, "So, you gonna make good on your deal?" The chameleon girl shuddered at the caress of my breath. She breathed out an eager, "Yes..." and then relaxed against me. I kept my hold on her wrists anyway, because I knew that was what she wanted. "Good girl," I cooed. "You deserve a reward." I repositioned myself and kneed her legs open -- not too roughly, just the touch of forcefulness that she liked. "How about I hide this..." She gasped as I rubbed my shaft against her lower lips. "...and you close your eyes and count to one-hundred?" The poor thing couldn't get a word out for the breath caught in her throat. She just nodded and closed her eyes. I smiled again and kissed her lips. Then I eased myself into her as she began to count. "Wuh-wuh-one," she gasped out. I pulled back and pushed in again and again in time to her counting. "T-t-two... th-three... f-four... f-f-f-five..." At thirty she let me know she was close by speeding up the count, and she climaxed at forty-one. She came again at sixty-two and eighty-nine, and at one-hundred we finished together. I rolled over while still inside her and collapsed in satisfied exhaustion. The hunter let out a long sigh and rested her hand over my heart. "That was the best game of hide-and-seek ever," she said. "Can we play again tomorrow?" "Tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after that," I replied. "Any day you want." She smiled and pressed her lips against mine. The touch of lips turned into a full-body kiss that melted our bodies into one, and in that little hidden place in the forest we found each other once again. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
TsunamiSeeker said: I would have liked to see how their introduction (possible days of stalking) went before they got to this stage... I wouldn't mind seeing that myself... if anyone wants to write it [hint, hint] :) |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Well, now! That was most enjoyable! |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| HMG6 Vignette 2: Open to Interpretation It had been a long three hours, but the ordeal was almost over. My lovely wife Anusha lay back and bore the pain of the tattooist's needle in silence -- but the tears that leaked from her squeezed-shut eyelids revealed the agony she was in. The death grip she had on my hand was a pretty big hint, too. The artist, a matsya like Anusha, but with teal skin instead of blue, straightened up from leaning over Anusha's belly and switched needles. "Almost done, now, dear. You are doing so well!" Anusha opened eyes the color of new pennies and smiled weakly. From her side opposite from me a long, graceful hand dabbed Anusha's forehead with a wet cloth and smoothed the golden hair that was plastered to her scalp. "Hear that, Ani?" Anusha turned and cast an adoring gaze at her covenant-sister -- my other wife, Kalini, a lamia with deep purple scales and sable hair. "Just a few more strokes and you're done!" "That's what I told Tim last night," Anusha said with a grin. She indicated Kalini's lap with a tilt of her head and added, "How's the baby?" "Still sleeping," the lamia answered. She looked down lovingly at the azure-skinned infant matsya cradled in her coils. "And I still can't believe how much she looks like you." "The ones to follow will, too," said the tattooist. "We are ready for the finishing touches now." Anusha whimpered as the needle went back to work. It took a few more minutes -- and a lot more tears -- before the artist announced, "All done!" When the artist finished dabbing Anusha's belly with an astringent solution I could see a line of calligraphy circling my wife's bellybutton. The fresh ink glowed gold that was gorgeous against Ani's skin. "The area will be sore for a while, so no intercourse for two or three days," the tattooist warned. "But if she wants to take you in her mouth, let her -- it will help her heal." "Right, thanks, Mehandi," I said. Kalini handed me the baby and then helped Anusha up. "I'll put her to bed and then start dinner. You're welcome to join us, Mehandi." "Thank you, but my sisters and husband expect me back soon. I will just pack up my tools and get going." "Uh, before you do," I asked, "What exactly did you mean by 'the ones that follow?' I thought you mamono have a hard time conceiving." "Oh, we do," said Mehandi. "But Anusha's new mark means, 'open womb.'" I grinned. "Ah, a fertility charm, eh?" Kalini looked over her shoulder on the way to the bedroom and returned my grin with interest. "The meaning is... open to interpretation." She gave me a wink and a giggle before she and Anusha turned the corner into our bedroom. "Uh... open to interpretation?" "Oh, yes," said Mehandi. "The open womb can be open to babies coming out... or to something else coming in." "Hold the phone... you mean..." Kalini choose that moment to come back out and pluck the baby from my arms. "Change of plans! The baby and I are going to the inn to get something already prepared for dinner. Ani needs your help in the bedroom." As she quickly slithered out the door I had to give her credit; she almost managed to suppress the snickers. Mehandi hastily finished packing her gear. "Will you look at the time! I must be off. Good night, Tim!" She patted my shoulder and added, "And good luck!" before she ducked out the door. While I was still trying to figure out what happened Anusha's voice wafted from the bedroom. "Oh, Timmie, could you come here, please?" I shook my head and muttered under my breath. "I guess those tattoos don't take long to start working." Out loud I said, "Coming, babe!" I chuckled as I headed back to the bedroom, "Or at least, I soon will be." |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| I'm a bit late to the party, but there has been some good stuff uploaded here. My compliments @tygertyger & @TsunamiSeeker ! |
| I see I'm a bit late to the party as well. @tygertyger your Chameleon vignette was amazing, and when I saw @TsunamiSeeker first suggest a back story to it. That got me thinking and writing. Luckily even after TsunamiSeeker I think I can still fit my story in as the bridge between the two stories so far. Though I've adjusted it a bit to come off TsunamiSeeker's a bit better. Enjoy:) I might do something on the Mage Levithan as well, just waiting to see what tygertyger has done. |
| Wow, that was fun! I look forward to what you come up with for the mage leviathan. On that front, I've had a rather busy couple of weeks -- my son is trying to finish up the final paperwork to put on Eagle scout. I hope to have the finished vignette up in a couple of days. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Hi, y'all! Sorry I'm so late with this, but I've been busy with writing that I could possibly get paid for. But I did not forget! Here at long last, the vignette for the winning entry of the Honorary Monstergirl Competition! HMG6 Vignette 3: Rubbed the Right Way When I left the water I shivered as the air caressed my naked skin. The hot water of the pool had done its work, though; I hadn't felt so relaxed in weeks. I didn't want to stiffen up in the chilly Fall air, so I hurried to my designated steam bath hut before I had a chance to cool off too much. Once inside I poured a bowl of water on the magically heated stones. Then I lay down on the bench and draped a towel over my hips. I was already relaxed, but I was about to get even more relaxed. As I lay there letting the steam roll over me the door opened and my masseuse stepped in. "Excuse me," said a petite young mamono with purple scales and fur and a long reptilian tail. "Are you ready for your massage, Mr. Samuel?" I winced. "Just Sam, Isabell. We've known each other too long to be so formal." "O-oh, of course," the mage leviathan said. She glided over to one of the cabinets against the wall and began arranging her supplies for the session. "It has been two years now, has it not?" She gave me an admonitory glare and added, "And in all that time, this is the first massage session you have requested." "My friend Jack set it up, actually," I confessed. "I mean, I've heard about your massages -- everybody says they're really great -- but I never got one, because, well..." "It seemed awkward," Isabell finished for me. "Yeah! I mean, we're such good friends and all, it just seemed kinda weird." "Yes... weird," she agreed. She poured a dollop of scented oil over her hands and rubbed them together vigorously. "Turn over onto your belly. This will feel cool at first and then get warmer." I complied and soon felt Isabell's cute little hands on me. Delicate fingers kneaded my shoulders with deceptive firmness -- mamono strength is good for more than just fighting -- and I felt any remaining tension dissolve under her touch. "Mmm, that feels good." I sniffed the air and added, "Smells good, too." "I added a secret ingredient to the oil," said Isabell. "I wanted this first massage to be special." I groaned as Isabell ran her hands along my ribcage. Her touch left a tingly warmth in its wake. "I think it's working." It was working a little too well, in fact. As the mage leviathan reached under the towel to massage my butt I felt tension leaving my hips and lower back to gather somewhere else. Uh oh, I thought. Good thing I'm face down. Her hands continued down my right leg and then up my left, and I felt the slickness of the lather they worked up along their path. Mage leviathan magic at its best. When she worked her way back up to my hips Isabell said, "Turn over, please." I couldn't see her from my face down position, but I heard a slight quaver in her voice... and a hint of expectancy. That and the musky aroma of the massage oil brought me to full mast. "Uh... I don't think that's a good idea," I said. "But... how am I to massage your front if you don't turn over?" I cringed. "Maybe we can skip massaging the front?" "Oh, silly! Come on, turn over." Isabell reached under me to flip me over, and that darn mamono strength meant I couldn't stop her. Once I was on my back the towel betrayed me by falling askew. My member compounded the betrayal by standing up and greeting my masseuse proudly. Isabell's eyes widened at the sight. "Oh, my..." I fumbled for the towel and tried to cover myself. "Sorry-sorry-i'm-so-sorry-sorry-sorry..." Isabell grabbed my hands and held them still. "No, do not apologize!" She gave me a questioning look, and at my reluctant nod she pulled the towel away. "Oh, it is so beautiful," she breathed. She gave a sly smile and added, "And I see that the massage oil worked." "Worked?" I raised an eyebrow at that. "Exactly what is this secret ingredient? Some special herb? Alraune nectar?" Isabell looked embarrassed. "Nooo... I got it from, err... my own body." "Your own body? You put a few drops of your sweat into the massage oil?" "Not my sweat, no," Isabell said. "Your spit, then?" I asked. "Ewww! No!" said Isabell. "I got it from my..." she blushed and glanced down at her crotch. "Oooooh..." I lay back and laughed softly at the situation. "Well, the massage worked, anyway. I'm super relaxed all over except for one thing." The mage leviathan gave me a shy smile. "Well... I can help relax that too, if you like." "Uh... is this part of the regular massage?" I asked. "I have never so much as offered that to anyone else," Isabell said solemnly, "Nor have I used that special ingredient with anyone but you." "So why use it on me?" Isabell mumbled something inaudible. "Excuse me?" "Because I really like you!" she blurted. She cast her eyes downward and started shaking. "I'm sorry, I should go..." She dropped the towel on my hips and started gathering up her supplies. I stopped her with a hand on hers. "Please don't go," I said. "I really like you, too." Isabell gasped and raised her eyes to mine. "You do?" "I have for almost two years," I confessed. "Me, too!" she declared. She threw her arms around me, and I returned the hug. Somehow my being naked didn't make it awkward. After a few moments she asked, "So... would you like to finish the massage?" "Well, sure," I said. I lay back on the bench. "So... any more of that special massage oil?" Isabell gave me a sly smile. "I just happened to have brought some." She dropped her robe and climbed onto the bench to straddle my hips. "Just yell out when the tension is released," she said. I groaned as she lowered herself onto me. "I don't think that'll be a problem," I said. I reached up and started kneading her perky little breasts. "Hopefully we'll release some of your tension, too." "Yes, please," said Isabell. She leaned close to my ear as she started to grind against me. "Tonight, and every night for the rest of our lives." My darling Isabell touched her lips to mine, and our mutual massage melted all our loneliness away. |
tygertygerJan 18, 2020 4:06 PM
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
venomwolf said: I have to get in on the next one... once I figure out how to ac to actually enter No worries, I'll post the announcement when it's time. We usually hold it during the summer. If you have ideas for entries I recommend starting your write-ups now. I actually have mine written already. :) If you need inspiration might I recommend that you start here: https://myanimelist.net/forum/?topicid=1736992 |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
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