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...it's not exactly creative.

I hope you are kidding, as that entry is very creative.

This reminded me of my 5.25 disk notch puncher from Electronics Boutique so I pulled it out from the deep recesses of my old IT stuff box, and there is only a passing resemblance...I think seeing CGA and those 3.5 floppies implanted the idea in my head or something.

[Best Character:]

Best Character: I'm fan of Sinitrena's tortured Spy.
Best Editing: I'd go with Sinitrena, for making the word requirement and having a tight no-frills story of a jailed spy.
Most Unholy Analogy Gone Awry: Kasander takes this one for the "Coyotes wrath will soon get tired, bored hyena laughter" literary gem.
Best Plot Despite Weird Discrepancies: Kasander, despite shirking the word requirement (ANGRILY SHAKES FIST), designed a fun plot that would bring about the most translation absurdity and in-turn does the most justice to the spirit of this writing comp.
Best Setting: I'll go with Sinitrena's jail.
Most Substantive: Stormy Cloud by Kasander will stick with me the most due to the translation being kind of an absurd puzzle to piece to together.

...it was probably more difficult for kconan to write in Carny than it was for Kasander and me, who only wrote in our native tongue.

I debated doing Singlish, having lived in Singapore for a while, but then it took me forever to grind out even one mediocre sentence since its more of a spoken slang rather than "on paper".  Also, you would have gotten tired of reading the word "lah".

My votes coming...

[1.]

1. Back in 2012, if I had claimed mass surveilance was possible, and indeed very likely - based on the assumption that we use all sorts of services we don't really know anything about, and that it would simply make a lot of sense, considering - I bet someone on these forums would've called me a conspiracy theorist, if not severely paranoid. That's because, despite all the leaks, the idea wasn't really part of collective consciousness before Snowden's documents made it public. (And that makes sense, because none of us could really tell what exactly was going on).

http://usatoday30.usatoday.com/news/washington/2006-05-10-nsa_x.htm

It was known well before Snowden came forward.  He filled in some gaps, but the overall idea of the NSA spying on American people is far from a new thing.

Also, it really wouldn't be that much of a conspiracy theory for an organization known for spying to spy on people.

  This one is even nuttier than the other theories.  She claims there was a "lack of debris".

[Barnaby:]

In this early 1900s recording, talker/barker P.F. Barnaby alternates between his crowd on a university horn and his freaks on the stage in hushed tones spoken in Carny during his Carnival's “ten-in-one” tent show.

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Barnaby:  “Attaboy!  Step right up around the electric lights mugs and molls!  Allow me to enlighten you on each of my assembled freaks, and the intrigued gawkers amongst you can simply follow them or their gazoonie helper from the midway to their tent for a private show!  Heebie-jeebies guaranteed!”
Barnaby->All Freaks:  “Da townies are big marks bringing big blowoffs...No sharpies in da lot.  Imma blow my pipes working dis grind fellas.  After each bally, drag ‘em strong to the blowoffs for da score.”

Barnaby:  “I stumbled across this little oddity during one of my many Globetrots…Anyone who follows my helper there can take a gander at what probably is A REAL Mutant Space Alien Baby!”
Barnaby->Jar-Baby Helper:  “Two bits when youse ding on the pickled punk close-up peep…Chill da lookie-lous quick.”

Barnaby:  “The Man Impervious to Electrocution!  You there palooka - youse need thrills and chills - follow Sparky to see him absorb electricity with a smile!”
Barnaby->Sparky:  “Youse hold out and go south on me again, and I pay higher cut-in to have no-gaffed electrics coming from da genny next time.”

Barnaby:  “Follow the Magical, Mystical Fortune Teller to his tent and let his one-and-only FUTURE MACHINE tell you what your future holds! “
Barnaby->Mystic:  “Two bits per mind man racket…Watch da g-wheel machine ikey heyman axle and da cradle, da boat of ‘em can be faulty.  Bat away on da fortunes.”

Barnaby:  “The Bearded Dwarf Lady - sir now don't be a louse…that term isn't nice, the polite word is “dwarves” - gives you TWO freaks for the price of one!  Follow Madam Hersute to her floptent and feast your peepers on her private show! ”
Barnaby->Hersute:  “Ixnay rangy or key girl stuff…Kiddies wit do-gooder townie parents not need notch joint right now, dey need Sunday-School show.”

Barnaby:  “Cringe in terror as Stabby The Human Pincushion jabs himself with hundreds of needles!  Follow Stabby to be amazed!”
Barnaby->Stabby:  “Deese marks are lugens…Take it easy wit da blockhead act and don break outta da big skewers.”

Barnaby:  Is our Wild Man From Borneo a primal missing-link?  Folks, you have my personal guarantee that this isn't a shaved chimp like over at my competitors!  Curious spectators should follow his handlers!”
Barnaby->Handlers:  “Watch da gaff makeup, play da marks on Wildman's pitch cards, and get those gazoonie shills and professors to help sell da marks…Dey scared then marks scared.”

Barnaby:  “Watch as the World's Strongest Muscleman tosses around heavy kettlebells like they are playtoys!  Follow Big Zed to his tent for the show!”
Barnaby->Zed:  “Don let da marks touch da gaff weights dis time…Dat would educate ‘em and make heat.“

Barnaby:  “The World's Oldest Man here is a whopping 78 years old!  Join for a casual stroll to his tent - he will get there eventually - and hear edge-of-your-seat yarns from the olden times!  He's a real wisenheimer that one!”
Barnaby->Oldster:  “Only two stories pops…Gotta chill da marks quick for dragging to other tent shows.”

Barnaby:  “All 276 pounds of the World's Fattest Man is here!  You won't lose Fatty McGloin in the crowd when you follow him to his tent!”
Barnaby->Fatty:  “No concessions…Youse really World's Most Flatulent.”

Barnaby:  “Go with my Flaming Sword Swallower to witness a performance that would kill an average man!  And who knows…accidents happen!”
Barnaby->Swallower:  “Careful blade glomming, don't go out horizontal or da man come and its curtains for da midway…no fix be enough and do-gooders stop da show.”


Barnaby->Barnaby:  “Dis grinder racket gonna make me da heat merchant...Dey gonna burn da lot.”

  I'll have an entry for youse mugs and molls either tomorrow or Friday.  The story will alternate 1920s English with Carny.

  A big list of Carny terms: http://www.goodmagic.com/carny/

How about carney talk?  There is no online translator so...how's about carney interspersed with English so it's somewhat comprehensible to the rubes and marks on here?

[Sinitrena]

VOTES...
Best Interpretation of Theme: Sinitrena by having the author be God and the characters figuratively and possibly literally (headache attack) in his or her head.  I also like that one of the characters admitted to being self aware.

Best Relationship Between Character and Author: Baron - between Sheeba and the author.

Best Dialogue: Baron for gems like "Y'all ain't nothin' but a pimp posse...” and “They caw me Dr. Fuse!”

Best Overall: Despite Baron's being more entertaining, Sinitrena wrote a more interesting story related to the theme.  This was close though.

EXTRA CREDIT...
Best Twist Ending: Baron had me wondering if he was writing a fun B action movie screenplay until the latter part of the story.

Scariest Implications: Sinitrena for Authors being Gods.

I'm an AGS fan and a Dollars trilogy fan, so I'm especially looking forward to this one!

Go there young man, go there. (West)

Looks like a great catch, and Congrats! 

[Best Character:]

Best Character: Ponch...Its inept from one angle, but that God-awful angle makes my meth dealer look like Mr. Wonderful.
Best Use of the Language of Love: Sinitrena AND I<3Pindorama!...The former for clever use of misspellings and bad grammar and the latter employed some kind of dreamlike flow/quality to the prose.
Best Hook: Baron...Nobody stands out like Henry the 8th.  Also, "troubadour pop" killed me.
Best Social Commentary: Sane Co...Bragging through a 3rd party via "So and So says this about me..." always annoys me, and overall this character reminds of the kooky bloggers I'll stumble across when Google searching.
Best Overall: Baron...Its a perfect and hilarious recreation of a nutty historical figure in inept personal ad form.

[ThreeOhFour]

Concept: ThreeOhFour - Love the huge wreck which is the centerpiece of the picture, and the skeletons make the whole thing more mysterious
Playability: Greenbeams - Perfect angles and walk-behind areas for a semi-top down adventure game.
Artistry: Misj - I could hang this on a wall; really like the exacting detail of the trees/wood.

[Name:]

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Name: Travis White
Sex: All Male *wink*
Species: Homer Sapien
Occupation Chemist
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Seeking...
Relationship with no strings (chains are possible however)

My Ideal Woman Has...
1. A Pulse

A Little About Me...
I'm a stay-at-home chemist who has recently been longing for a woman's attentions that don't involve restraining orders.  My work keeps me busy, but I always manage to find time for hobbies such as tending to my attic greenhouse and collecting overdue debts.  I have a big heart, or so my cardiologist tells me, and I'm a chivalrous kind of guy who holds doors open for old ladies, cripples, midgets (and dwarves), spastics, addle-heads, hoboes, and eskimos.  But don't mistake my being old fashioned for a lack of sensitivity regarding the changing times, as I staunchly refuse to open doors for any young women and/or able-bodied non-addleheads.  Like my parole officers always state in court:  There is no one quite like Travis White.

Our First Date...
I would setup a romantical evening in my luxurious accommodation at the Rusty Hulks Cove Trailer Park: Phase Three.  With roses-in-hand (availability depending on nearby funeral home) I'd greet you at your car, and tenderly hold your hand while we race to my humble abode/lab to the tune of my ankle monitor alarm.  Next, I would seat you at the dinner table that will of course be elegantly set with my finest China.  Yes that's right, all of my plasticware is made in China - only the best for my new sweetheart!  I'm a skilled cook, when it comes to both food and REDACTED.  The 3-course meal would start with Funyuns with a Cheese Whiz reduction, followed by SPAM Wellington, and we would top the whole dinner off with Count Chocula Mousse.  For the wine and spirit selections we have cupboard-aged boxed wine and some old moonshine, though the latter requires advance notice so I can siphon it from the neighbor's lawnmower - but I would relish this opportunity just to prove that I'm willing to go the extra mile for YOU.  After dinner I will set the tone with some electric candles (no flames allowed near the lab) and a soft, romantic song of your choosing from Two Live Crew's vast catalogue.  The mood will have been set by now, and so I'm going to snuggle up real close and whisper sweet nothings in your ear to officially mark the start of our passions (that's fancy speak for bumpin' uglies).  Since I'm an old fashioned Southern Gentleman, I will insist that I affix the ball gag-END OF PAGE 1-

  Congrats to the co-winners! 

Looking forward to 2 authors / 1 theme in a few days.

Never had a writing comp with co-winners deciding on a theme...

  Congrats to the winners!  Fun round with great banners; I was pleased to even get one vote considering the quality of those submissions.

What a great batch of games!

Agreed, biggest hat trick of awesome I've seen in a MAGS competition.