[Nuu™™]

Nuu is on the scene! Eating the scenery...

"Come my minions! We have a job to do! After I finish my luncheon!"

'What will we be doing, oh great and wonderful Nuu?' asks a little
hampster suicide bomber. 'Well you see my little rodent of
radicaliness, the mutant ants are taking over the world, and we are
going to take advantage of the egginess. Now, go and play with your
baby borns...'

BadHairDayville, Belgium. 13:29 am. Position of ants: Currently
parctising their croquet skills in the abbatoir. Position of Nuu:
Currently typing the Radish-like report, duh! Like I mean, what else
would - "sir, we have found, The Place!' states your mum.

'Well, we better move our abdomens then!'

At The Place, TheGeneralAreaWhereThePlaceIsville. Ithinkmywatch:isbroken am. Current position of ants: who cares? Current position of Nuu: Lounging on his Siege Deck Chair. "Now, my minions! Let us storm the castle!" orders Nuu. "It is a tattoo parlour -" answers a Buddhist Orangoutang. "If I say it is a castle, then it is an oak tree! Charge!" *Nuu's party charge at the parrot supply store, bashing down the door with the deck chair. They befoggle all who stand in their way.* "Why we have arrived! To the place everyone has dreamed of visiting, the place I have dreamed of since the day I died!" says Nuu triumphantly. "Oh my god, it can't be!" says an amazed meercat.

"Yes! It is! It is The...

Place I have dreamed of,
The Place we have sneezed of,
The land where no goat has seen before!
It is The Place where grass is greener,
Than the most jovial of lemurs,
The Place, that I ate,
Nevermooooooooreee! Dadadadalada! Boom!

"It is a worm farm..." says that most observant of Orangoutangs. "By Jove! So it is! Well that is a washout! I knew I shouldn't have trusted those shoddy McDonalds toys. Phttt! Well, lets go and save that comedian guy from those posh ants, you know, the Dalai Lama? He can cheer me up with his wisecracks on a chilly summer's day! Meh, maybe this worm farm will come in use..." and so Nuu and his party went to the save the Dalai Lama, and got completely

THE END! *thinks that was a waste of snails...mmm, snails... (please ignore all typos, stuff-ups, and bandit grandmas)

[r@nG3|2s]

First I use the special Mr. Saturn callsign, that has been passed down to me by mouth.
Then I get all the Mr.Saturns to save, Final, Pen and Nuu.
and of course my master, Starry!!!Also i guess ill save Charlie and the server which runs Cspace. my reason for this is soo I can
1. Beat Final, Pen and Nuu
2. Who is going to give me orders if my master dies
3. We need Charlie for the judging.

Down here in Aus there are a special breed of ants called honey ants. They are called honey ants because their lower part of the body is really, lreally inflated. It contains a very sweet liquid and is sorta a speciality for the aboriginies. Providing that they are the type of inflated ants I will get the Mr.Saturn who love and cherish Star and myself to cut off the backs of the ants (it supplies their mutant power) then i will feed it too all the poor countries and save world hunger. If they aren't those type of ants which they could well not be. I have a serum that the mr.saturns inject into them to make then into those type of ants. Once that happens i will carryout the plan that was mentioned before.

Hurray!!!! and Hurrah!!!! I can achieve alot in like minutes.
hehe
hehe
hehe
hehe
hehe
hehe
.......the end.
:owned:

[Yevgeny Borisovitch Volgin]

WOW! THAT WAS GREAT! :applause:
The huge killer mutant ant stories were thegreatest part of the contest!

Well done!
:applause: :applause: :applause:

[Charlie]

wow these are great only waiting for final now and then i will judge!

[Charlie]

sorry final but this is the deadline and you didnt post in time. Sorry but your out . Anyway i have read the stories and this is the people who have been knocked out... I have to say this was a hard decision.

People who ahve been knocked out:
1.Final coz you did'nt post!
2.r@nG3|2s


!!!! Omg so the competion is coming to a close and its only pen and Nuu who are left!!!

So who will win? What do you think of the competion so far. And whyhas my oatmeal been over an hour. All these things are a mystery to me!


So the next task will come around in the next couple of days!

Thank you!

[Pendragon205]

O. M. GGGGGGGGGGGGG!
i cant belive it! i'm at least socond most insane!
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

[Snowy]

should be put in contest so I could own you all

[Final F8]

oops

[Charlie]

heh sorry final but the rules are rules. And you might but of course you might own them all Prakster but its to late now. But if you guys enjoyed this contest i may do it again so you can challange the most insane person!

[Nuu™™]

Geez! I reckon us three where equally insane! r@nG3|2s, you pwned! Sorry you arn't part of this anymore...

Now it is time for:

Dadadaladada! Intertask entertainment!

We have had a song. We have had a play. There is only one thing left. A MOVIE! Get the popcorn guys! This is a quality blockbuster!

Nuu hallucinations presents:

Fragenstein! (what the fragging nagger?!)

Starring Nuu
Costarring Your Mum
Directed by Bing Lee (I like Bing Lee!)
Produced by Rosie's Chickens
Dictator of Photography: Crazy Phil
Makeup artist: Tony Blair
Gaffer: What is a gaffer?

[opening text]Far far away, in a pink cubby house above a cliff in Translvania, there lived...

Dr Phyllos Smeeeee! (Mmm, phyllos...*drools*)

"Muhahahahahaha! I nearly have enough cheese to complete my project! Igger! Milk those goats faster! Oh why why why did I have to go to Bi-Evil-Experiment-Equipment-Lo to get my goats! How did I know they where genertically modified with whales? And why does Bi-Lo even have a branch for evil experiment equipment that also sell mutant goats anyway?"

"Sir, the cheese-making is complete!"

"Why thank you Igger, now you can go back to wrestling with your dolls."

[text]10 minutes later...[/text]

"Initatitatate electricity splodation!'

"BOOM! Crack! Fizzle wizzle fizzle wibble fizzle -"

"Stop that you gaffer!"

*And out of the mountains of cheese and cupcakes comes the most horrific monster ever seen on this earth...*

PINE O CLEEN! DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN!



"Muhohahahahahahahahaha! My precious! My creation! Mohuhuhahahahahahaahahahahahaahahahahahahahahahaahahahahahaahahahahahaahemahemahehahem! *dies*

And so Pine O Cleen went on to take all the world and eat all those tasty electrified cupcakes and gaffers! (meanie Pine O Cleen! It didn't save any for me!)

[Yevgeny Borisovitch Volgin]

should be put in contest so I could own you all

Soooo untrue. So far these guys have really done well. So far, you've done nothing. You couldn't get in this contest even if u tried.

By the way very good preformance, Nuu. So good in fact, that I trow mouldy fish fingers at you. *Starts chucking mouldy fish fingers at Nuu*

[Charlie]

ok here is the final task...this will decide the winner of the insanity contest 2005


You have been selected to play the part of Arthur in King Arthur in the school play. You must create part of the script and the scenery as insane as you possibly can. You have 2 days to do so. The i will judge the winner


LET THE FINAL BEGIN!

[Nuu™™]

Yeah, let the Final begin! Like the Final wants to begin, but are not letting him! Meanie! May you be jugulated by a leprechaun!

Anyway, on to the final task which seems to be cross between an English assessment task and an overgrown Uncle George.

Act 1

(scenery: The stage is lit by black tinted light made by mincing the Head of Muffin-making and then feeding it to seagulls which explode to create noxious gases which fills up a balloon which carried a midget to turn on the light switch. In the centre of the stage, or hall of flying hampsters as those impressionist Barney loving bollywood practitioners call it, is a peacock. A very special peacock. Yeah. Well, moving on from that fantastic and most detailed talk about The Peacock, that very special peacock, that peacock, that peacock, That most fantastically peacock! (oh no, I feel a song fizzling my jizzling!) :

That peacock! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Tha-at peacock! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Tha-at peacock! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
The peacock that hel-lps Dr. Spock!

Every time that peacock sings!
I feel like growing wings!
And flying with that peacock to high above!
Where I burn my rubber gloves!

*does some great river dancing*

Because...

That peacock! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Is not a peacock! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
It is really! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
STEVE IRWIN! Aw Aw Crickey!

Jiggedy Jiggedy Jiggedy alright! *moonwalks off the stage, ignoring the half eaten Steve Irwin behind him, aswell as the mouse who is devouring him (well, they are the top predator of the Steveis Irwinis genus)*

...







BACK ON TOPIC!

Anyway, as I was saying, at centrestage there is a peacock, which really is a peacock (seriously, the Steve Irwin thing was all in your mind! ), which acts as a throne for King Arthur. To the left is a blue police box which makes funny noises from time to time, a bit like someone making scones with high quality port sediment cream and mashed pygmy jam (funny I don't remember putting it there, and that flesh eating geranium that was once there has disappeared). Whilst on the right side there is a badly painted Preston (it's lubriheiden!). )

(Enter King Arthur, Sir Elvis Presley, Sir Stalin and Sir Your Mum.)

King Arthur - Why this be a fine throne you have made for me, Sir Your Mum.

Sir Your Mum - Why, thank be you, be thanked thou bonk-ed thee Sir Elvis (hides a book titled Creating Thrones Out of Steve Irwin and Peacock Costumes For Dummies behind her back).

Sir Elvis - Hey, I am just keepin' things cool, dude. Oh and Nuu, can you stop using thee and thou in random places? It is really confusing me, man!

Nuu - Quiet you! I am not even in this play! I am writing it! For that, I am going to erase all trace of you!

(Nuu erases all trace of Sir Elvis, except a few bits which he missed. He removed all trace of Sir Elvis' trip to the seaside with his friends the Boobahs)

Nuu - Now, stop reading this! For that, I will erase you aswell!

(Nuu erases you! Omg! Shock! horror!)

...





BACK ON TOPIC! AGAIN!

Sir Stalin - Can I go and play with my nuclear missiles now?

King Arthur - Finish your brussel sprouts! Or you wont get any Munchables!

Sir Stalin - What the hell have Munchables got to do with this?

King Arthur - I don't know, they just invaded the set and compelled me to say that! That Kraft company is evil, I swear!



King Arthur - Hey, what the hell? These arn't munchables!

Sir Stalin - Lets splode them anyway! (splodes munchables, or whatever they are)

Nuu - I have located the true munchables! They are hiding in the Favourite Foods site! Grr! (splodes Favourite Foods)




King Arthur - Argh! Get it away! Too...evil!

Sir Stalin - Get out ze nukes! Destroy ze capitalist Munchables!

(Suddenly, out of the blue box comes Doctor Who!)

Sir Stalin - Omg! It is Doctor Who!

King Arthur - No it is not! It is Doctor Who's Indian copy!

Sir Stalin - No it can't be!

Doctor Who - Yes! It is I! DENTIST WHO! Remember to floss twice a day kids! To keep all those plaque Daleks at bay!

Sir Stalin - No! The good advice is killing me!

Dentist Who - I have come to save the Munchables! They provide 36% of your calcium needs! And best of all, they paid us $200 dollars to promote their product in our show!

King Arthur - Never! The Munchables are evil!

Sir Your Mum - Hey! Why arn't I saying anything! You said this was a crucial part!

Nuu - I agree! Kill the Munchables! Kill them all!

Sir Elvis - Hey, take a chill pill, man!

Nuu - Hey! I thought I got rid of you! Exterminate! Exterminate!

Dentist Who - Oh no! Plaque Daleks are building up! Here, have some floss!

Head of Drama - Hey! Stop this play! This is ridiculous!

Nuu - She is writing on my play script! Throw pidgeons at her!

(total pandemonium. Everyone dies!)

badly painted Preston - Hi mum!

ENDZORED!

[Pendragon205]

King arthur: uhhh.... what's my line again?
Pesent: stick to the script!
King arthur: this is the script!
Pesent: oh yeah.......
King arthur: anyway, like they say.... if you don't have a muffin, then you fail in life
Pesent: they say that? and for that matter, who is they?
King arthur: shut up! i am they and i say it! I COMMAND ALL OF YOU TO GIVE ME MUFFINS!
Pesent: fine, fine....
*pesent hands the king a plate of poisoned muffins*
King Arthur: yay! muffins!
*king starts smushing the muffins on the ground*
King Arthur: and now, to my castle!
*king starts to walk to this castle: *
King Arthur: i am the great and powerful oz!
*kuing falls down and dies*
*everyone does the chicken dance*

[Snowy]

Wyvern.... you have no idea who i am....