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3:01am Mar 7 2009 (last edited on 5:10pm May 20 2009)
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Winners finally
Grand Prize Winners
Lady Margit
Ode to Euringer
Euringer loves Thuringer, and Ladyfinger, but not Ginger in a Porringer.
Euringer is a humdinger and a swinger, and is charminger, cunninger, and knowinger than a wharfinger, muringer, hogringer, gunslinger, winger, astringer, or a tinger.
Euringer does not malinger, or overlinger, and is not a clinger, mudslinger, impinger, infringer, whinger, or a cringer.
Euringer's cuter than a Klipspringer, or Osspringer, and is dead ringer for a harbinger.
* Thuringer: A type of German Sausage.
* Ladyfinger: A small finger-shaped sponge cake.
* Ginger: The ginger family of herbs with pungent aromatic rhizomes.
* Porringer: A low usually metal bowl with a single and usually flat and pierced handle.
* Humdinger: One that is extraordinary or remarkable.
* Charminger: More charming.
* Cunninger: More cunning.
* Knowinger: Alert and fully informed, educated, wise.
* Wharfinger: One who owns or manages a wharf.
* Muringer: One who had charge of the wall of a town, or its repairs.
* Hogringer: One who puts rings into the snouts of hogs.
* Gunslinger: a Gunfighter in the American Old West.
* Winger: A player who plays wing, as in hockey or soccer.
* Astringer: Falconer who keeps a goshawk.
* Tinger: One who, or that which, tinges.
* Malinger: To pretend or exaggerate incapacity or illness (as to avoid duty or work).
* Overlinger: To cause to linger; to detain too long.
* Clinger: To have a strong emotional attachment or dependence.
* Mudslinger: One who makes malicious charges and otherwise attempts to discredit an opponent, as in a political campaign.
* Impinger: To encroach; trespass.
* Infringer: To transgress or exceed the limits of; violate.
* Whinger: To complain or protest, especially in an annoying or persistent manner.
* Cringer: To shrink in fear or servility.
* Klipspringer: A small agile African antelope having large ears.
* Osspringer: An Osprey.
* Dead Ringer: a person or thing that is almost identical to another.
* Harbinger: a sign of things to come.
I love that the definition list is longer than the actual entry! This made me laugh so much! Great work!
Ping
E G
I know a guy who beats himself up,
D B
He doesn’t really care at all
E G.
Everyday Xeeroh come ‘long,
D B
She beats him ‘til hes so sore!
THREATENING MODE!!!!
E
Everyday every night,
G
He beats himself hard!
E
Every time he’s all right,
G
He beats himself more.
E
Everyone comes ‘round
G
They see he’s so sore
E G
But he’s EURINGER!!!!!!
D B
The masochistic prince of darkness!
E G
He’s EURINGER!!!!
D G
The pixel abuser!
Threatening mode!!!!
[Guitar solo, I'll sort that out later]
E G
But he’s EURINGER!!!!!!
D B
The masochistic prince of darkness!
E G
He’s EURINGER!!!!
D G
The pixel abuser!
Threatening mode! Again, this song really cracked me up! We3ll written, and perfect for Euringer. I would love hear the midi for this.
LadyMargrit and Ping will both receive an Rray!
1st Place Winner Ricki
Euringer's Song (to the tune of Alice Cooper's No More Mr. Nice Guy)
I used to be such a sweet, sweet creatu
"Till Allen got a hold of me
I was helpful in SB, baby
Those noobs appreciated me
I got no friends cuz they read the forums
They can't be seem with me
Got myself dyed to hid
And I'm feeling mean
No more Mr. Nice Creatu
No more Mr. Clean
No more Mr Nice Creatu
They say, he's sick, he's obscene
Possum bit me on the ear today
MysteryQueen popped me in the eye
Xeeroh is receiving anonymous letters
Most pretend I don't exist.
I entered SB incognito
As everybody joked
Admin Ricki, she recognized
And banned me for 3 days
No more Mr. Nice Creatu
No more Mr. Clean
No more Mr Nice Creatu
They say, he's sick, he's obscene
I am almost certain I am meaner than Gunmetal. I enjoied this muchly none the less.
2nd Place Winner
Kitteness I love the implication that Eruinger hurts himself for the free toy in the band-aids! 3rd Place Winner
Zoie Simply an Iluvu? WRONG! Just add a tad bit of ego such as God of Rock Stars, Master of Sarcasm, Lord of the EuRings, a little rough edge, and there you have Euringer. So much more than your standard Iluvu, Euringer possesses the tough outlook that most Iluvus don’t typically have. Iluvu cries have been known to adorably resemble the praise “I love you”, but Euringer has distorted his into a blunt: ROCK ON! Frankly, not many people have dared to call this twisted Iluvu in the terms of “cute”.
Euringer has always insisted that he is a rock star. He’s even been quoted saying that he surpasses “Elvis Presley” and “Led Zeppelin”. Many disagree with this large dreamer, but unless you want to be brutally harassed, you should agree anyways. Euringer claims his genre of music is inspirational. Yeah right. If he means his music forcefully inspires you to like it, that is.
A habitually user of the Martial Art of Sarcasm, Euringer may dawn to some as…unpleasant. You may find yourself being insolently confronted by him, as Euringer has a very unruly attitude as well. It often comes as no surprise when somebody hits him out of antagonism; perhaps that is how he obtained his dire black eye. Or maybe it’s because he tripped and accidentally fell on a ketchup bottle cap.
Is he emo? Is he a girl? Euringer is truly one, abused, load of pixels. Yet some wonder if he's the beaten one, or does he do the beating? Either way, he's not the most charming guy. His toughness and arrogance rival with none other…and his sarcasm rivals with Kirsti’s.
He is Euringer.
He is THE Euringer.
And he is abused pixels.
Did you pull this out of my head?
Ricki, Kitteness, and Zoie will get to choose a prize in the order they placed in:  * ,  * ,  ,  ,  *prizes donated by Gunmetal Honnorable Mentions:
(in no specific order) Saraibre
'Of course you all know I'm a rocker!'
Says Euringer, the Iluvu, ginger.
But then he took a slip
Hours after that trip
He still falls down the up escalator.
Limericks are always so much fun!
Rero  Euringer is looking so manic and crazy here. I love it, even if I can't read the sling. ShadowStrike Euringer smirked at himself in the mirror.
'I AM the god of rock' he thought, smugly, turning on his heel to greet his imagined audience.
He bowed, to thin air, and, as usual, smacked his face into the ground.
Groaning, he got up, spitting out loose teeth as he went.
"Oh well," he smiled, "They still love me"
He sauntered towards the phantom crowd.
OUCH... he yelled.
In his eagerness to get to what he imagined was his audience, he walked into a wall.
The doctors report:
Patient: James Euringer
Diagnosis: Subject to grandiose illusions.
Recommendation: Conselling, bed-rest. Preferrably sedated.
Euringer groaned, rolling out of the bed the doctor had placed him in, and landed on a tack.
Again.
Euringer. Abused Pixels.
I love the doctor's report. We would prefer Euringer to be sedated.
LostHope Euringer is not exactly homicidal, but this is well drawn. I love the bow and the bangs! SyrusAllen
 The little birdies and anvil are just brilliant!Saraibre, Rero, ShadowStrike, LostHope and Syrus Allen will each receive a prize of 1 million tu
I hope everyone enjoied this contest! I know I did.
Thank you all for your entries!
It was very difficult to judge.
________________ This contest is Over want an Rray? 
I bet you do. The objective of this contest is to please me. The way to do it is depict the abusive nature and sufferings of my ginger iluvu, Euringer. I am leaving this contest very open ended. Entries can be in the form of drawing, writing, interpretative dance (of course I demand documentation!) or whatever. You may enter as many times as you like. Entries have to be funny. No emo Euringer depictions unless they are hilarious. Rray will go to whatever entry I like best. I have more than one, so there may be more than one Rray winner. If your entry greatly pleases me I may send other prizes as well. Contest goes on for however long I feel like. Depends some what on interest. Basically I want you to have fun and I want to be amused. ------------ I wasn't going to do this but I am feeling generous: Insight into Euringer Physical traits: Scruffy Fur Thin Scar on left ear Dyed mane (ususally red/pink) Black eye (optional) Personality traits: Immature Confrontational Sarcastic He thinks he's a rockstar and thinks you should too. Basically, if Eurniger got hit, he proably deserved it. Some research into Euringer's namesake may also provide helpful insights that will likley give you an advantage in this contest. Do a google search. And a note so far as illustration goes: I don't tend to enjoy animals with human bodies, but it will not disqualify you.This contest now has a deadline: April 30th
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3:04am Mar 7 2009
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Nice, so its like an art contest?
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3:10am Mar 7 2009
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How long is this contest on? It's past bedtime, but I'd like to participate in the morning.
Thanks to SoulyTer for the wonderful Siggie!
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3:15am Mar 7 2009 (last edited on 8:15am Mar 7 2009)
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Be warned. What I'm planning to do isn't exactly the 'art' that you think it'll be. EDIT: I'm nearly done. I'll be finished by tommorrow morning.
 I (HATE)' YOU
Feel the love man D:<
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8:32am Mar 7 2009
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HUrm, maybe I'll have a go at this xD I warn you, my entry will be full of EPIC fail :3 |
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2:00pm Mar 7 2009
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I am not neccicarily looking for heaps of talent. Mostly I am just looking for originality and humor, in many different forms. |
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4:27pm Mar 7 2009
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Are you looking for a story or a deion?
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4:34pm Mar 7 2009
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Can we make a comic? ^_^
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5:41pm Mar 7 2009
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So then you don't mind me not having any talent at singing!
I (HATE)' YOU
Feel the love man D:<
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5:45pm Mar 7 2009 (last edited on 5:46pm Mar 7 2009)
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comics, stories, deions, singing, and tap dancing are all accepted.
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5:47pm Mar 7 2009
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yay! X3
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5:55pm Mar 7 2009 (last edited on 5:58pm Mar 7 2009)
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xee: Are captions allowed? With a picture? EDIT: Nix that, what about poetry? I forgot my camera is busted. |
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5:55pm Mar 7 2009
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I would like to join! I think I'll make a comic.
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6:50pm Mar 7 2009
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I'iza the abusive Murren "Euringer I'm home! *Hicup*," studers Euringer the abused Iluvu's abusive wife I'iza the Murren. "How was your drinking party honey," says Euringer. "Shut-up,"yells I'iza. "Yes ma'am," says Euringer. Euringer cringes in the corner while Pearl walks around the table looking for more beer. "Do we got any more beer ya idjiot," asks Pearl. "No, pumkin you drank the gallon bottle you got today before you left for your drinking party," All of a sudden I'iza lashes out with her fat arm and whacks Euringer in his left eye. "Ahh," Euringer wails. "Shut up before I hit you where it really hurts," I'iza gripes. I'iza walks toward her room in their small single wide trailer still looking for more beer. She stops to smoke her daily alotment of weed and collapses on the floor from to much alchohol. Now this was normal for Euringer since he had to deal with I'iza's drinking parties all week. Euringer walkes over to I'iza'a humongues hulk lying on the floor. As always he had to drag the fat body to her bed so she wouldn't relieve herself on the floor like she did last night. All of a sudden I'iza jumps up suddenly and falls on the kitchen counter...on an upturned knife. She died instantly. "Oh no, oh no. oh no," Euringer cries. Even though I'iza abused him for the past 10 years Euringer had a special place for the overweight Murren, they had been happy before the drinking and the smoking and the snorting and the injecting and the eating. Euringer had put out an insurance policy on I'iza so he knew that her death would give him some cash. "Oh yesh," Euringer said. All the thoughts of the good times he had with I'iza vanished and where replased with what he would buy with 10bil tu. He had always wanted to dye himself gold so that was a great place to start. Slowly Euringer got to his feet and looked at all the blood flowing from I'iza's body. All of a sudden Euringer started to laugh, and laugh and laugh. The police found him the next moring with a coffee mug on his head and a I LUV PLANET UNICORN shirt on his chest his face was in a permanent smile. I'iza still even in her death causes pain to all wimpy men that her spirit encounters. "Auuuuuuu," tha campers screemed. "Hah I knew telling you about that would scare your socks off," laughed the camp director. They were in the Atqueen forest telling ghost stories. The camp was for the rich kids of Atqauti. "Now kids I hope that this teaches you to beat white trash with your bags of money whenever you see them." "Yes," the campers replied in unison. "My mom is white trash," replied one camper. "Get him," they all said. They promptley proceded to grap their do-rags filled with money...and sharp shiny things and beat the camper to death. I hope this teaches all of you to beat white trash with money and sharp shiny things if you see them in public. This will help us not to become like poor crazy, abused, crazy Euringer. THE END
Beat the trolls! :O Aaaaa! And break! Look down until you reach the bottom!
Keep going You are almost there Good job! This is annoying isn't it! I have something important to tell you! Hurry! Time is running out! Keep going! Your almost their! Do you see it! Here it is! This is what I want to tell you! HI, how are ya?
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I'iza the abusive Murren "Euringer I'm home! *Hicup*," studers Euringer the abused Iluvu's abusive wife I'iza the Murren. "How was your drinking party honey," says Euringer. "Shut-up,"yells I'iza. "Yes ma'am," says Euringer. Euringer cringes in the corner while Pearl walks around the table looking for more beer. "Do we got any more beer ya idjiot," asks Pearl. "No, pumkin you drank the gallon bottle you got today before you left for your drinking party," All of a sudden I'iza lashes out with her fat arm and whacks Euringer in his left eye. "Ahh," Euringer wails. "Shut up before I hit you where it really hurts," I'iza gripes. I'iza walks toward her room in their small single wide trailer still looking for more beer. She stops to smoke her daily alotment of weed and collapses on the floor from to much alchohol. Now this was normal for Euringer since he had to deal with I'iza's drinking parties all week. Euringer walkes over to I'iza'a humongues hulk lying on the floor. As always he had to drag the fat body to her bed so she wouldn't relieve herself on the floor like she did last night. All of a sudden I'iza jumps up suddenly and falls on the kitchen counter...on an upturned knife. She died instantly. "Oh no, oh no. oh no," Euringer cries. Even though I'iza abused him for the past 10 years Euringer had a special place for the overweight Murren, they had been happy before the drinking and the smoking and the snorting and the injecting and the eating. Euringer had put out an insurance policy on I'iza so he knew that her death would give him some cash. "Oh yesh," Euringer said. All the thoughts of the good times he had with I'iza vanished and where replased with what he would buy with 10bil tu. He had always wanted to dye himself gold so that was a great place to start. Slowly Euringer got to his feet and looked at all the blood flowing from I'iza's body. All of a sudden Euringer started to laugh, and laugh and laugh. The police found him the next moring with a coffee mug on his head and a I LUV PLANET UNICORN shirt on his chest his face was in a permanent smile. I'iza still even in her death causes pain to all wimpy men that her spirit encounters. "Auuuuuuu," tha campers screemed. "Hah I knew telling you about that would scare your socks off," laughed the camp director. They were in the Atqueen forest telling ghost stories. The camp was for the rich kids of Atqauti. "Now kids I hope that this teaches you to beat white trash with your bags of money whenever you see them." "Yes," the campers replied in unison. "My mom is white trash," replied one camper. "Get him," they all said. They promptley proceded to grap their do-rags filled with money...and sharp shiny things and beat the camper to death. I hope this teaches all of you to beat white trash with money and sharp shiny things if you see them in public. This will help us not to become like poor crazy, abused, crazy Euringer. THE END
Beat the trolls! :O Aaaaa! And break! Look down until you reach the bottom!
Keep going You are almost there Good job! This is annoying isn't it! I have something important to tell you! Hurry! Time is running out! Keep going! Your almost their! Do you see it! Here it is! This is what I want to tell you! HI, how are ya?
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9:19pm Mar 7 2009
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The last scrolling thing made me laugh to death!! LOL XD
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9:37pm Mar 7 2009
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My entry: Hello, my name is Euringer. This here is my tale of me ending in this wretched state. It started one day when I heard a new park was open. I wasn't interested until one of my friends mentioned that there were swings. I freaked and I even left my favorite couch to go to this new park. I went alone. While I walked, I grew weary and tired. The park was farther away than I thought it would be! After a while of walking, I noticed shortcut that led directly to the park. Looking down at it, I saw that it was steep and sandy. I debated whether I should go or not, and I concluded
that I should use the shortcut. Taking a tentative step, I slowly made my way down. Unfortunately for me, my clumsyness made me slip and fall all the way down to the unforgiving
ground under me. I limped home, grimacing under the bruises and scratches. Xeeroh noticed me and asked me what was wrong. Nothing was all I replied. I was angry at myself when I went to sleep. I didn't even get to go on the swings! But tommorow I'll try again, and maybe not hurt myself.
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11:03pm Mar 7 2009
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Ode to Euringer Euringer loves Thuringer, and Ladyfinger, but not Ginger in a Porringer.
Euringer is a humdinger and a swinger, and is charminger, cunninger, and knowinger than a wharfinger, muringer, hogringer, gunslinger, winger, astringer, or a tinger.
Euringer does not malinger, or overlinger, and is not a clinger, mudslinger, impinger, infringer, whinger, or a cringer.
Euringer's cuter than a Klipspringer, or Osspringer, and is dead ringer for a harbinger.
* Thuringer: A type of German Sausage.
* Ladyfinger: A small finger-shaped sponge cake.
* Ginger: The ginger family of herbs with pungent aromatic rhizomes.
* Porringer: A low usually metal bowl with a single and usually flat and pierced handle.
* Humdinger: One that is extraordinary or remarkable.
* Charminger: More charming.
* Cunninger: More cunning.
* Knowinger: Alert and fully informed, educated, wise.
* Wharfinger: One who owns or manages a wharf.
* Muringer: One who had charge of the wall of a town, or its repairs.
* Hogringer: One who puts rings into the snouts of hogs.
* Gunslinger: a Gunfighter in the American Old West.
* Winger: A player who plays wing, as in hockey or soccer.
* Astringer: Falconer who keeps a goshawk.
* Tinger: One who, or that which, tinges.
* Malinger: To pretend or exaggerate incapacity or illness (as to avoid duty or work).
* Overlinger: To cause to linger; to detain too long.
* Clinger: To have a strong emotional attachment or dependence.
* Mudslinger: One who makes malicious charges and otherwise attempts to discredit an opponent, as in a political campaign.
* Impinger: To encroach; trespass.
* Infringer: To transgress or exceed the limits of; violate.
* Whinger: To complain or protest, especially in an annoying or persistent manner.
* Cringer: To shrink in fear or servility.
* Klipspringer: A small agile African antelope having large ears.
* Osspringer: An Osprey.
* Dead Ringer: a person or thing that is almost identical to another.
* Harbinger: a sign of things to come. LadyMargit
Thanks to SoulyTer for the wonderful Siggie!
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11:14pm Mar 7 2009
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O_O LadyMargit has a big vocabulary.
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4:54pm Mar 8 2009
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1million points for LadyMargit. That was fantastic. 1ran's story is sweet. Who doesn't love the swings? I also very much enjoyed your story, Titan, especially since you posted it twice! ps. points don't matter. |
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