Aw yeah, time for this thing to finally get underway. Remember my one fat fur contest I did around a year ago? Yup, it's time for another one :p. The winner of the contest gets to be the main character in my next big series of stories (which I'm working on to make even better than A.A.R.O.N) while everyone who participates gets a part. That's right, even if you lose, you're still guarenteed a part in the story, so look out for yourselves! :D

Here's the rules: just draw a pic or write a story of either Denya: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16151009/ or Grief: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/14697093/ doing something in the past. Maybe caveman Denya is running away from a heard of angry dinos, or Grief terrorizing a medieval castle to look for something to eat. Sorry for being self-centered for forcing you to draw my two sonas :p, if you don't like either of them I can look for someone else for you to draw/write.

Also, I won't be judging this contest. I'll have a friend (not telling who) who will decide which drawings/stories will be the winners.

The ending date for the contest will be June 26th or one month from today.

If you want to participate, please DO NOT COMMENT. If you comment, someone might notice that your talented self is entering the contest, which might discourage them from entering. Only comment if you have any questions about the contest that I forgot to go over please~

Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favor!

Edit: crap forgot to mention what the story was gonna be about! Sorry! x.x

You groggily wake up from a hospitable bed, your head pounding furiously. You have no memory of who you are or why you ended up where you are now. You meet another fur with the same issue you have, and together you start a partnership to recover your memory, discover this strange, barren world, and... wait, is that a robot with cookies?

Yeah, it's an apocalyptic story with robots who will stuff you with treats until you're more stuffed than a teddy bear. There's no such thing as healthy food in this world, which means once you start piling up the pudge, there's no getting rid of it. Can you and your friend survive against hordes of malfunctioning robots, or will you succumb to your gluttony while while androids pamper you until you're bigger than a house?