*Hanging by his furry toes 5000m over his work space hung Meeper wrapped in his leathery wings*
Meeper:ZZZ...ZZZ....ZZZZ....
Beep Beep Beep Beep rang the alarm clock on his work space.
Meeper: "Wh-wh-wha..." said Meeper while shaking his head and blinking rapidly. "What's going ahhhh" yelled Meeper when he inadvertently stretched out his talons and fell from the beam attached to his ceiling. Thinking quickly, Meeper flapped his wings and managed to maintain an altitude above his work space. He shook his head left and right wondering what had just happened. He thought to himself that it's the weekend, why would he set the alarm. He looked at his work space and saw his laptop showing its screensaver of The Bad Guys wallpaper.
Meeper: "My computer is on..." said Meeper while staring at that laptop and tilting his head. Meeper blinked and inadvertently raised his head. "OH!!! The poll!" Meeper remembered that the deadline for the poll was this weekend. He flew down to his work space, leaned back and flapped his wings until coming to a stop in his chair. Once his furry feet felt that soft carpet, he breathed a sigh of relief. He pulled his chair up to his work space, hit the space bar, entered his password, and went to Strawpoll. Once there, Meeper was checking his results, then suddenly his eyes bulged and jaw dropped.
Meeper: "What the...137 votes??!!" He looked closer and noticed that Mr. Snake won by... "<GASPS> ONE VOTE??!! Mr. Snake won by only ONE VOTE??!!"
Meeper suddenly felt his wings flap rapidly and looked back. "What's going on...I'm not in the air...hold it...this isn't flapping...I think...I think I'm getting a tingle." Meeper never thought he'd get over 100 votes or a winner by just one vote! After a few minutes, he calmed himself down after his tingle. He looked back on the screen and opened his file explorer. He took out his flash drive and inserted it into the USB drive. He clicked on "My ideas" and was browsing through several folders.
"Alright, where is it?" Meeper usually didn't get up this early and hadn't drank his coffee...he tried finding the folder with his idea based on The Bad Guys..."< FeetyMcFoot> nope...< crassir> nah...< ViciousCabaret>...it's not there...< SamashTommy>...ah-ha!" Meeper double-clicked on it. "Okay..." Let's see..."Completed projects...Project(s) in progress..." <click click>.
"Alright now...B...U...wait a minute..." Meeper blinked a few times and forgot to put on his glasses. He opened his desk drawer, pulled out his glasses case, opened it, and put on his glasses. "Okay...oh...that's a different project...where's...AH!" yelled Meeper while inadvertently bulging his eyes when seeing the "Bad Guys" folder. <click click>
"Now then..." Three different colored folders were on screen. "Okay...gray is if Mr. Wolf won...yellow is if it had been a tie...and pink is if Mr. Snake won..." <click click>
"Here we are....12 pages left....script with dialogue and story is here" DING DING...DING DING...DING DING... Meeper looked to his right and saw his phone with a telegram from SamashTommy. "They're online, great timing, we can talk about this comic's conclusion."
Suddenly, Meeper straightened up and closed his mouth when a certain echo came back...was...was someone watching him...5...30...hundreds...nearly 900..." Meeper's thoughts were racing in his head...how are so many people in his apartment right now...or was it his paranoia...regardless...he slowly closed his laptop, put it in his briefcase, locked it, pocketed his phone, extended his wings, and flew away.
Some time passes by and the super of Meeper's building walked closer to Meeper's apartment space...an older female cockatoo in a blue blazer and khaki pants. She chirped to herself. "Ugghhhh, if that bat doesn't clean the dryer downstairs after he uses it again I'll..." She turned to Meeper's door and saw an envelope taped to it. "What's this? An advance on rent?" She pulled off the letter, opened it, and found only a note. She started reading it and blinked a few times, then squawked.
"What's this lunatic doing now? 'Thanks for voting in my poll'...what poll?!" She read more...'Your watches, faves, and views make every day brighter for me'...PFFT, since when did anyone in the building notice him...and he'd make my day brighter if he remembered to clean up the dryer after using it.." She kept reading it to the end and suddenly squawked out loud while inadvertently extending her wings across from her beak. "WHAT??!! I talked with SamashTommy and they agreed to offer five free slots for a commission that cost over $450...SPONSORED BY ME?! I don't believe this...he spends money on this instead of an advance on his rent??!!" She tears up the letter with her beak.
"THAT'S IT!!!" said Meeper's super. "He'll fly back here sooner or later...when he does...leaving lint in the dryer will be the least of his worries!!!" The super left in a huff stomping on the floor where each one made everyone feel like there was an earthquake. Scraps and bits of Meeper's letter were all over the floor with one piece showing the final sentence:
'More details on how you can win one of those five free slots coming soon." Next to it is a crudely drawn face of Meeper showing a wink with two fingers in a peace sign next to it.
Meeper:ZZZ...ZZZ....ZZZZ....
Beep Beep Beep Beep rang the alarm clock on his work space.
Meeper: "Wh-wh-wha..." said Meeper while shaking his head and blinking rapidly. "What's going ahhhh" yelled Meeper when he inadvertently stretched out his talons and fell from the beam attached to his ceiling. Thinking quickly, Meeper flapped his wings and managed to maintain an altitude above his work space. He shook his head left and right wondering what had just happened. He thought to himself that it's the weekend, why would he set the alarm. He looked at his work space and saw his laptop showing its screensaver of The Bad Guys wallpaper.
Meeper: "My computer is on..." said Meeper while staring at that laptop and tilting his head. Meeper blinked and inadvertently raised his head. "OH!!! The poll!" Meeper remembered that the deadline for the poll was this weekend. He flew down to his work space, leaned back and flapped his wings until coming to a stop in his chair. Once his furry feet felt that soft carpet, he breathed a sigh of relief. He pulled his chair up to his work space, hit the space bar, entered his password, and went to Strawpoll. Once there, Meeper was checking his results, then suddenly his eyes bulged and jaw dropped.
Meeper: "What the...137 votes??!!" He looked closer and noticed that Mr. Snake won by... "<GASPS> ONE VOTE??!! Mr. Snake won by only ONE VOTE??!!"
Meeper suddenly felt his wings flap rapidly and looked back. "What's going on...I'm not in the air...hold it...this isn't flapping...I think...I think I'm getting a tingle." Meeper never thought he'd get over 100 votes or a winner by just one vote! After a few minutes, he calmed himself down after his tingle. He looked back on the screen and opened his file explorer. He took out his flash drive and inserted it into the USB drive. He clicked on "My ideas" and was browsing through several folders.
"Alright, where is it?" Meeper usually didn't get up this early and hadn't drank his coffee...he tried finding the folder with his idea based on The Bad Guys..."< FeetyMcFoot> nope...< crassir> nah...< ViciousCabaret>...it's not there...< SamashTommy>...ah-ha!" Meeper double-clicked on it. "Okay..." Let's see..."Completed projects...Project(s) in progress..." <click click>.
"Alright now...B...U...wait a minute..." Meeper blinked a few times and forgot to put on his glasses. He opened his desk drawer, pulled out his glasses case, opened it, and put on his glasses. "Okay...oh...that's a different project...where's...AH!" yelled Meeper while inadvertently bulging his eyes when seeing the "Bad Guys" folder. <click click>
"Now then..." Three different colored folders were on screen. "Okay...gray is if Mr. Wolf won...yellow is if it had been a tie...and pink is if Mr. Snake won..." <click click>
"Here we are....12 pages left....script with dialogue and story is here" DING DING...DING DING...DING DING... Meeper looked to his right and saw his phone with a telegram from SamashTommy. "They're online, great timing, we can talk about this comic's conclusion."
Suddenly, Meeper straightened up and closed his mouth when a certain echo came back...was...was someone watching him...5...30...hundreds...nearly 900..." Meeper's thoughts were racing in his head...how are so many people in his apartment right now...or was it his paranoia...regardless...he slowly closed his laptop, put it in his briefcase, locked it, pocketed his phone, extended his wings, and flew away.
Some time passes by and the super of Meeper's building walked closer to Meeper's apartment space...an older female cockatoo in a blue blazer and khaki pants. She chirped to herself. "Ugghhhh, if that bat doesn't clean the dryer downstairs after he uses it again I'll..." She turned to Meeper's door and saw an envelope taped to it. "What's this? An advance on rent?" She pulled off the letter, opened it, and found only a note. She started reading it and blinked a few times, then squawked.
"What's this lunatic doing now? 'Thanks for voting in my poll'...what poll?!" She read more...'Your watches, faves, and views make every day brighter for me'...PFFT, since when did anyone in the building notice him...and he'd make my day brighter if he remembered to clean up the dryer after using it.." She kept reading it to the end and suddenly squawked out loud while inadvertently extending her wings across from her beak. "WHAT??!! I talked with SamashTommy and they agreed to offer five free slots for a commission that cost over $450...SPONSORED BY ME?! I don't believe this...he spends money on this instead of an advance on his rent??!!" She tears up the letter with her beak.
"THAT'S IT!!!" said Meeper's super. "He'll fly back here sooner or later...when he does...leaving lint in the dryer will be the least of his worries!!!" The super left in a huff stomping on the floor where each one made everyone feel like there was an earthquake. Scraps and bits of Meeper's letter were all over the floor with one piece showing the final sentence:
'More details on how you can win one of those five free slots coming soon." Next to it is a crudely drawn face of Meeper showing a wink with two fingers in a peace sign next to it.
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'More details on how you can win one of those five free slots coming soon." Next to it is a crudely drawn face of Meeper showing a wink with two fingers in a peace sign next to it.
'More details on how you can win one of those five free slots coming soon." Next to it is a crudely drawn face of Meeper showing a wink with two fingers in a peace sign next to it.
Five free ones. Once SamashTommy is close to finishing all 12 pages, we'll have a final decision and update everyone on how they can try to win one of those five slots. We're working hard on this conclusion.
'More details on how you can win one of those five free slots coming soon." Next to it is a crudely drawn face of Meeper showing a wink with two fingers in a peace sign next to it.
I'll say, it literally went back and forth closer to the end with some moments showing a tie.
I'm grateful to have so many votes. I planned for an unforgettable and rewarding ending.
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