Me: *bounds onto stage* "Hi everybody and welcome to my FIRST ART CONTEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Roserain: *enters stage from right* "Stop yelling and calm down!”
Ashbrook: *enters from right* “If you don’t we’re going to push you off the stage!”
Me: “BUT IT’S MY ART CONTEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Ashbrook: “So?”
Me: “Fine. I’ll calm down.”
Roserain: *sighs in relief and turns to the crowd* “Hi everybody and welcome to Stormflight’s first art contest!”
Me: “I just said that!”
Ashbrook: “SHHH!”
Me: *sighs grumpily*
Roserain: “Anyway, this art contest is going to be headshots! Stormflight will give you a name and your job will be to make a headshot for him/her. Entries will be judged on how well the expression fits the pegasus!” *whispers* “That’s all, right?”
Me: *doesn’t whisper* “PRIZE! DEADLINE!"
Roserain: *ears go hot* “Right. The prize will be a feather-shot. And the deadline is January 3rd."
Ashbrook: “Rules are run-of-the-mill(what’s a mill?)...
Me: “Something landwalkers use to grind grain.”
Ashbrook: “Okay? Anyway, rules are run-of-the-mill art contest rules.”
Me: “Have fun!”
Oof. Ok, I finished:
:P I don't like it.