Razer AC-1 Contest winner

Congratulations to Jonathan who won a free Razer Barracuda AC-1 Gaming Audio Card for his story, Pwned by a Librarian. So Jonathan's was the best overall, but we need to give credit where it's due. We'll highlight some of the other stories.

The Weirdest Story by Victor

one time, me and alot of my friends were playing games on the xbox and some people didn't get to play. so while we were playing, one of them stuck his hand into his pants and wipped all the wet stuff from his pants onto this one guys face, the one guy goes stop it and then lickes his mouth! we all laughed at him and he never found out what he was lickin!!

Practically a novel by Chadwick Von Chadson

"Who are you?" says the boy.

"My name is Frank..." says the giant rabbit. "The world will end in 28 days, 6 hours, 4 minutes and 12 seconds. That is all you need to know."

The boy awakes. It is October 2 2006. He opens his eyes to the sight of two men with golf clubs. He is on the 15th green of the Ridgefield Golf Course. He glances at his arm to see the numbers 28060412 written in black magic marker.

"Better get to school Drad Twetart (name hidden for purposes of story), its almost 7. What the hell were you doing out here?"

"Guess I sleepwalked."

Rushing to school in his cool car with a bear logo on the spare, young Drad rushes into the library towards the solace of the computers. He feels like a crack addict as he waits for the system to boot. He must play the only game worth living for. He must play N. He lives, he breathes N, for he is the bringer of death, he is the black Ninja of 100 pixels. He can conquer any obstacle, any puzzle laid out before him.

The clock ticks, as Drad plays on, moving and jumping, reaching for the gold coins, and inevitably reaching the door of destiny. Four hours pass, Drad skips classes, he is almost done with all the levels of N. The bell signaling the start of the next period rings in the distance, and students rush in.

Young Drad ignores his environment, putting all his focus into the jumping, the shifting, all the rhythms of N. Even the glares from the librarian Nazis do not shake him, he is master of his domain. He is almost there, 4 "Pac-Man Ghost"-like guards patrol the area surrounding the final door. Drad knows this final push will be his most glorious, or his last. Mines are everywhere, and to evade both the guards and them will require exact surgical precision. He begins the glorious push. One guard passed.....now two......oh the third was close, but missed......finally the fourth is behind his Ninja. Now to jump up the last door of the game. (A flash of flesh races across Drad's keyboard, as the sound of a pressed key echoes through Drad's head). Drad stares at the key pressed on the keyboard and his face drains of all life. It is K, the same K which when pressed during N causes the ninja to commit Ninja-like suicide, flop and die, and burst into pixel fragments of shame. The same K which when pressed will end the game, and the same K which when pressed ends all of Drad's hopes, dreams and aspirations. Drad, with his last inch of life, follows the flash of flesh that committed the mortal injury. The murderous flash of flesh is none other than the hand of Drad's nemesis Nike Kaehnig (name changed for the purposes of this story), the one they call Chadwick von Chadson.

Ow by Bryan

Once I was playing a basketball game with a friend and he got so into the game that he got up and started running around while he played. He tripped over the wire of the controller and his face landed on the controller and he got the ball in. it was awesoeme, and even though he was bleeding everywhere it was so funny.