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Macho It's a Talent Show!!

Inspector Ch-
elmey

Avatar: 165179 2010-08-17 18:02:22 -0400
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Level 63 Troll

87 percent more effective than Mandrax

For the school direction, it was a desperate quest for continued funding from the town treasury. For parents, it was a night of ‘d’awwww’-ing and beaming with pride. But for Bebe Stevens, the South Park Talent Hunt was the perfect way to remind the student body who exactly was running the show around these parts.

Currently she was up on the maintenace walkways above the stage, readjusting the spotlights. She’d been on cloud nine all day, whistling songs and doing jigs. Thanks to her silver tongue she had convinced Principal Victoria that she, for all the work she had put into the event, should have a seat on the panel of judges. But of course, the cheerleaders would also be performing tonight, Bebe at the head. She chortled over her own ingeniosity, almost fumbling the wires she held. There’d be no doubt that she’d take home one the prizes.

Ah yes, prizes, because damned if any of the kids at South Park Elementary would get off their behinds without a bit of carrot-dangling. After asking around the town (and some outright begging) the school had been able to scrape together three different prizes. The idea was that the top three finishes would each be able to pick one in order.

One prize, and Bebe had pulled all her ties with Wendy and the student council to get her way once more, was a 500 dollar certificate for the South Park mall (In Bebe’s words a ‘best day of my live’-certificate. Heavenly indulgement or your money back).

A second had been generously donated by the local dinging establishment known as ‘Raisins’: A coupon for thirty minutes of private time with their current Waitress of the Month, Lexus. What this ‘private time’ entailed? Well, nobody was too sure, but some outrageous rumours had been going around.

The final of the three prices was perhaps the most peculiar of the lot, stemming from the SP Genetic Engeneering Ranch and all. It was tiny vial, which Dr. Alfonse Mephesto said contained ‘Love Potion’. Add just your own hair and pour it in someone’s drink, and the person of your choice would show hopeless infatuation for three days. If this potion actually worked was anyone’s guess. Chances were the liquid merely inspired the growth of additional bumes in the drinker

Of course, because this is South Park, complications had arose. Bebe and her friends had been able to iron out most of the complaints about ‘unfair juryship’, but she was not as foolish as to expect no more resitance from the more morally inclined students.

For one thing, one of the other jury members, Sheila Broflovski, had suddenly fallen ill with Swine Flu, opening up another spot. Victoria was still desperately holding auditions for a replacement in her office, allowing even students to fill it in.

Originally, four jury members were supposed to appear. After having seen the acts, they could all give ratings from one to ten, from which the winners would rise. The third jury member was Mr. Adler, having been so deeply involved in providing the sound equipment and reminding the students to ‘stop screwing around’ while decorating. The final member was Herbert Garrison, and nobody was more displeased about this decision than he himself (‘waste of my time’, he kept grumbling, ‘could’ve sat at home watching bum Pounders 9. Goddamn kids’Log in to see images!. Needless to say that even their presence tonight was not set in stone.

And an even more pressing matter, very unfortunate to deal with on the actual day of the event: there were no contestants. Even though many children had been known to practice for the show, none of them had actually signed up. The general finger-pointing was again in Bebe’s direction, claiming she’d been embezzling the paperwork. Sign-ups were still open, but as it stood, the cheer squad was going to have an easy go at the prizes.

Bebe got off her knees and started climbing down the ladder. The words ‘SPE Talent Hut’ hung brightly above the stage, the red letters scinitaling in the gymlights. She gaped up at it, mesmerzied. She’d put so much work in tonight, but by God, it would be worth it.

[[Jesus, that was a long one. Anyway, this is testing the waters. Maybe this RP is premature and we will have a lack of members to pull it off (seems to me we need temps on Victoria, Garrison and Adler, talent hunters and preferably some football fathers). Maybe I’ll lose face and nobody will join in because of tldr/unfair. Otherwise, you’re all tagged and invited to join in.]]


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Avatar: 165234 2015-08-12 01:30:51 -0400
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