Domnizon saunters off, too busy to be caught up on the corner with a 15 year old kid.  Winking at Gwarble, patting Hugglebear's arm on her way by, she turns the corner and disappears out of sight.

Sorry 'Champ', but I have to agree with Huggle bear on this. I honestly don't get half of the stuff you have said, could you post another a bit more clearly?

I will soon just a little busy.

Diablos listens in and scratches his head in confusion..

Hmmm, I don't get a thing. However Champ one thing I do get is that you are very full of yourself when on about your stories, perhaps telling us what a few of them were so we can judge for ourselves whether you truly have written what you say you have written (I quote this from your own words by the way exactly what you said) 'the greatest stroies of all time'.

Diablos smiles and heads towards the nearest bench to take a seat

Kilroy looks at Diablos.

Oh you will know the writing genius that is Champ, my friend. You just have to wait till the finals of the competition to see the undoubtedly brilliant prose my good friend Champ has penned. When you do finally hear it, everyone will be lining up to give their $5,000 to get their $1,000 ticket to allow you to give your opinion on how great it is. It will all be worth it in the end. You'll see.

I agree Kilroy. I can't wait to hand over my $5,000 to see this fine yarn.

Before taking another puff, Marley looks at his joint wondering if it's the weed

fox takes marly's joint, takes a puff and hands it back

nahh, the weeds fine

this sounds a little bit like a scam, from my point of view, if you are indeed the greatest story teller of all time then you would just take all the money home for yourself

Champ then exits out of his NewYork bar to his SweetLife Bakery outside to say his new story Titled the day i came to the big apple.

My hero.

"Posts?! Players!? Colon Parenthesis!!!???"

Advantage makes his way over to the OOC clinic to make sure his hearing is alright.

"I must be going crazy.  I have heard too many absurd things tonight to be sane."

Well Champ it doesn't look like i am such a dumb jungle animal, quite the opposite i am a happy bear

Everybody sing with me;

Look for the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities
Forget about your worries and your strife
I mean the bare necessities
Old Mother Nature's recipes
That brings the bare necessities of life

Can I enter my Mustache in the contest?

Don't listen to the nay sayers, Champ. I truly believe you to be the great storyteller of our time. I don't know how to make these people see this. I don't know what else to say or do. I'm really frustrated at this point but we have to remember that many great artists are not rightfully recognized as the geniuses they are until after their deaths. So maybe you should try killing yourself?

I'm really frustrated at this point but we have to remember that many great artists are not rightfully recognized as the geniuses they are until after their deaths. So maybe you should try killing yourself?

Pats Kilroy on the shoulder and hands him a flask,  It appears the gods have already taken this soul, Bruiser says as Kilroy takes a drink and hands the flask back.  Now we shall see if his writings live on through the centuries.

Anselmo steps to the forefront of the defiant crowd, his head hung solemnly

I regret to inform you all that this contest is officially over. Champ chose to spite the Gods, and was struck down for his blasphemy.

However this is no eulogy. My reason for being here is to announce the winners of the Street Speech Contest. While Champ's recent actions may have been both despicable and deplorable, the show must go on.

I have taken the liberty of assigning the winners myself. Please pay attention as I read off the list of finalists and winners. The second place winner is Champ, with his entry "The Day I came to the Big Apple". Thank you to all that took the time to offer their opinions. You will all be happy to know that all voting fees and legal fines have been waived in light of today's circumstances.

And the 1st Place Winner of the Champ Street Speech Competition goes to...

drumroll

CHAMP with his story titled NYcontestNY!

NYcontestNY is a speech that has captivated all of Cosa Nostra in the past couple of days. I adore how Champ left the story up to the listeners interpretation and has taught Our World a very valuable lesson. Not all speeches need to be so linear. What Champ has provided us with in his tale of the NYcontestNY is an abstract piece of art that Friends of Ours to this day are still attempting to theorize on, and for that he should be commended and awarded.

I do not condone what Champ has done to bring forth his own death, however if you look back in history, many of the literary greats of our past have been flawed and conflicted. It is my belief that Champ now rests with them, be it in Literature Heaven or the fires of hell as depicted in Dante's Inferno, another masterpiece.

Forget about your worries and your strife

I could never ever forget about Striphe! How dare you ask me to!

Striphe? Who the hell is that?

Diablos listens to HuggleBear sing

Oh my. You are a truly amazing singer. I dub you 'The Best Singer of All Time'.

Diablos throws lots of $$$$$'s at HuggleBear

Now go and prance around the streets saying that my friend. Diablos smiles and winks at HuggleBear