OTP Contest (Written & Art) - Dynastia & OwO

[shibbolethal]

MAKE KIWIFARMS GREAT AGAIN
Alternatively titled; The story that gets Shibbolethal perma-banned.

an illustration

Spoiler: artists rendition

and an epilogue

Spoiler

Shibbolethal sits in front of his computer, staring blankly at the Kiwifarms home page. He reaches across his desk and takes a sip from the water bottle next to him before wiping his sweaty palms off on his pants. The only sound is the ceiling fan, steadily whirring above him. He’s tired. He’s so, so tired. He doesn’t know how long his has been going on, how long he’s been sitting alone in this windowless air conditioned room.


“You can do this. You can keep going.” He’s far from reassured by this half-assed peptalk, far from reassured by his own reflection in the now-dark computer screen. He looks sick. Every word, every paragraph leeches some of his humanity away. He’s too far gone by now. There’s no way that he could be able to live a normal life in this state.


He glances at the door opposite from him. What would happen if he left? There’s no doubt in his mind; he would die. This room is the only space in which he can exist, even if it’s this pale imitation of his former self. A moral quandary arises as Shibbolethal begins to clean his glasses off on his shirt.


Does he keep going? Does he stay here and continue to live an empty life, void of anything but his “art”? Does he stay and continue to force his vile creations into the minds of others? Does he make them suffer as he once did? Or will he leave? Will he sacrifice an empty but eternal life so that others may be free of his eldritch writings?


The choice has always been there, and his answer has always been the same. Shibbolethal turns back to the computer and starts to type.

 

[HG 400]

Somebody explain to me how is this not cyber bullying?

 

[JSGOTI]

Somebody explain to me how is this not cyber bullying?

Because it's you.

 

[Sailor_Jupiter]

This is the worst thing I've ever written in my entire life. I hope you losers are happy.

Spoiler: A craven stood along the battle's edge...

The wind whistled softly, blowing tumbleweeds and circular kangaroo droppings across the barren desert, almost as if it was tired of its lonely, thankless duty. Dust partially occluded the scattering shades of the sunset, creating a storm of oscillating rouges and liquid golds like the provernial smelter's furnace. A dingo howled distantly, its mournful cry adding to the desolation of the scene. Wait!- there, amidst the shadows, a figure can be noticed- a firm, resolute man, nodding under a wide-brimmed hat. He had the demeanor of an adventurer from a previous era: brashness and impetuosity mingled with LOTS OF MEAT PIES OH GOODNESS HE'S EATING ONE NOW EVEN IN HIS SLEEP WHAT THE... Now, as I was saying, this was no mere mortal: this was @Dynastia, the spirit of the plains!- an adventurer in the Outback whose renown had spread as far as America! Powered by aboriginal blood, ill-advised Internet posts, and his famous meat pies, this brave man singlehandedly fought an entire herd of kangaroos with only a candy bar wrapper- and won!

Now, the brave man stirs... And informs us that he would "really prefer feminine pronouns, if you please!" Very well... What brings @Dynastia, that most rugged of unshaven bearded ladies, too this most desolate corner of the earth- desolate even for him, who had wrestled alligators and wrangled at least one SJW feminist..? Surely some great adventure awaits... her. But what can it be?! A dragon, a vampiric wallaby, or... a love story?!

Yes, is true! @Dynastia, no stranger to deadly biological hazards living in the bosom of Australia, has now embarked upon that most harrowing adventure of all: courtship. And what is the object of the dubious lady's affections? No less than Owo, the most autistic furfag to grace our forums since the days of Wildchild! A beautiful, svelte, human(?) woman who prefers the company of cheetahs, this lady Tarzan is a suitable match for our meat-eating hero(ine?) This is a secret lovers' meating!(sp) Owo, who prefers male pronouns, slinks into view in a slight animal-skin garment that makes the most of his(?) figure and flopping melon breasts.

"@Dynastia," he whispers, adjusting his furkini and sliding closer, "I brought you a meat pie like you like!" His(?) voice was high-pitched, sultry, and smooth. @Dynastia could perceive his hot breath on her face, and smoooooooooshed between Owo's two BIG FAT SACKS, she(?) felt her manly resolve wavering.

"But... what about your... husband, Teddy Roosevelt?" she panted.

"Dingo got him," Owo said blunty, his (?) downcast face and tear-filled eyes resting on his GIANT FAT SACKS belying the apparent harshness of his statement. "Dingo got the babies, too!" Now the tears were noticeably falling into his(?) GIANT FAT SACKS and @Dynastia didn't know what to do. One misstep, and she(?)'d end up paying alimony. Owo suddenly looked up from her tears,

"@Dynastia! I WANT YOU TO KILL THEM!" He(?) shrieked, his (?) anguished cry interspersed with sobs. "I WANT YOU TO AVENGE MY HUSBAND ON THOSE VILE DINGOS!"

@Dynastia gazed in amazement. She(?)'d never seen such emotion from the usually calm and clear-headed Owo. She(?)'d also never before seen how unflattering Owo's mouth looked when open- honestly, it was just like a blown-out taco pocket! A wave of revulsion swept over her(?,) which she struggled, unsuccessfully, to contain. Extricating her(?)self from Owo's GIANT FAT SACKS, @Dynastia took a moment, then speaking, said

"That would mean... Killing @Valiant, their leader- a Wildchild who has been raised by the dingos after his parents abandoned him on an all-night binge! He is a fearsome opponent. Amongst all WILDCHILDren (who need to be unbanned!,) @Valiant alone has mastered the ancient killer technique of the dingos: the upchuck Gatlin-gun!" @Dynastia wiped a bit of sweat that was trickling down her manly, feminine beard, and unconsciously fingered her gun. Was she up to this? And what was worse, @Valiant's parents had been old drinking buddies, before @Dynastia had to leave the town after killing a man during a duel. Could @Dynastia harden her(?) heart enough to take out their little tardlet? She gulped, and stated:
"I'll try. "

 

[Splendid]

I like getting to read about @Valiant dying over and over.

 

[Jaded Optimist]

Don't let Dynastia fool you, he loves this and owo

 

[Todesfurcht]

How are they going to read my fantastical fanfiction if they're both banned?

 

[JSGOTI]

How are they going to read my fantastical fanfiction if they're both banned?

It's a temp-ban, for now. they should be back with plenty of time to offer a vote.

 

[Sailor_Jupiter]

It's a temp-ban, for now. they should be back with plenty of time to offer a vote.

Oh don't be silly, we're adults. We know it's a honeymoon.

 

[JSGOTI]

Oh don't be silly, we're adults. We know it's a honeymoon.

When they get back, the kittens will be due a few months later.

 

[Pikimon]

OwO is a 39 year old unemployed civil war re-enactor named Phillip Dimple Ginnemeiser who lives in his mother's basement in Cape Girardeau, Missouri who found love on an autistic shitposting/bullying forum run by a Florida Man. Recently fired from the local Piggly Wiggly for dipping his genitals in all the deep-fried Oreos for sale in the deli, OwO now poses as a 19 year old furry girl to attract orbiters and beta cucks.

Her true love Dynastia poses as an Australian shitposter, but is really a 7 year girl from Perth, Australia named Lavender Vegemite Didgeridoo who is forced by her mother every day to participate in the competitive ballet fighting pits day in and day out to pay for her extreme meth binges she partakes in to cope with the ridiculous housing prices in Australia fueled by the daily invasions from the Emu armies. To vent her frustrations with her mother she doxes troons and coons until they commit suicide.

Its a match made in heaven~

 

[OwO What's This?]

Hope you all missed me~

 

[Lurkette]

EDIT: @JSGOTI may i release my work in episodic installments? or must i submit all at once? because i may need a few chapters for this

 

[KiwisAreCute]

I would like to submit beautiful OTP fanart, but what should Dynastia be drawn as, other than a filthy abbo?

 

[JSGOTI]

I would like to submit beautiful OTP fanart, but what should Dynastia be drawn as, other than a filthy abbo?

Making them both furries is also an acceptable option

EDIT: @JSGOTI may i release my work in episodic installments? or must i submit all at once? because i may need a few chapters for this

As long as it is fully submitted by the deadline, which I will be setting for a few weeks out, and preferable edited into one Masterpost for easier judging, I do not see why not.

 

[KiwisAreCute]

Making them both furries is also an acceptable option

Okay, what is Dynastia?

 

[Lurkette]

Making them both furries is also an acceptable option


As long as it is fully submitted by the deadline, which I will be setting for a few weeks out, and preferable edited into one Masterpost for easier judging, I do not see why not.

finally
something to post on my fanfiction.net account

Okay, what is Dynastia?

An abbo
Alternatively, a dingo, a kiwi, a kookaburra, an australian shepherd/cattle dog/kelpie/silky terrier, echidna (nine pernuses man), or platypus

EDIT: or if you wanted to go the more "manly" (lol) route, the bearded dragon might work

 

[HG 400]

Y'all need Jesus.

 

[OwO What's This?]

Y'all need Jesus.

Ohh I agree, that'd be a great addition to the story. What do you think Jesus's fursona would be, Dyn-Dyn?

 

[MehicTUH_92]

Ohh I agree, that'd be a great addition to the story. What do you think Jesus's fursona would be, Dyn-Dyn?

A lamb.