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#1 Posted by batkevin74 (15255 posts) - - Show Bio

Welcome to 2019, land of wonder, the year of when Bladerunner & Running Man were set.

So in the ancient past of 2018 I won the last contest which gets me the honour of creating the new one. And so I was thinking Street Fighter! And then I was thinking Cybernetic Pandas! And then I had a chat with my daughter Emma who thought she’d like to hear a story about “a monkey called Swingy-Dingy, who marries a dragon and they have adventures with fairies and stuff.”

So that’s what we’re gonna do. We’re writing for the 6-9yr old market.


* There’s a monkey called Swingy-Dingy who’s the main character

* Swingy-Dingy either marries or is married to a dragon

* There’s an adventure

That’s it! As simple and as complicated as that. You will have until Sunday 27th of January to complete your task, Sydney Australia time zone btw, and I’ll put up a clock so you’ll know exactly how you got.

And I won’t vote in this one, Emma will. I’ll read them all to her and she’ll tell me the one she liked the best.

Write well, write often and I look forward to what you got

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#2 Posted by cbishop (15500 posts) - - Show Bio

Oh, I think I know how this one goes. :)

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#3 Posted by cbishop (15500 posts) - - Show Bio

We're taking the whole month to write? Okay. Also, what time on the 27th? 11:59pm?

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#4 Posted by batkevin74 (15255 posts) - - Show Bio

@cbishop: Yeah let’s see if a longer deadline coerces more entrants. Also it’s holiday time and people are away doing things.

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#5 Posted by wildvine (14882 posts) - - Show Bio

Oh you poor soul. You don't realize I have a college degree in dragon waifu characters. *Smug laugh*

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#6 Edited by stumpy49er (2333 posts) - - Show Bio

Swing Dingy and the Dragons of Mount Ploom

Swingy Dingy, the cutest, pink monkey girl in the land of Auria floated on her favorite flower cloud, which she named Beddy.

"Fly higher, Beddy." Swingy Dingy yelled. "I want to see the peaks of Mount Ploom."

"Higher still?" Beddy asked nervously.

"Yes, nervous Nelly. Go Higher!" she yelled louder.

Beddy flew up towards the gargantuan, floral mountain which floated in the sky and bloomed multiple colors.

Sapphire butterflies flew through the air, while jade grasshoppers jumped to greet them. A mountainous elk troll walked upside down under the mountain, waving to the newcomers.

Swingy Dingy waved back.

"It's so beautiful here." she said. "Everyone is so nice."

Just then, a gorgeous, blonde dragon woman flew by her so closely, the updraft made Beddy sway, knocking Swingy Dingy off.

"Oh no!" she screamed as she fell through the air.

"Oh my, what did I do this time. So clumsy." the dragon said to herself.

"It's okay, mom." A young voice said from behind her. "I'm on it."

A young dragon boy of teal scale flew down towards the plummeting monkey girl.

Swingy DIngy felt more excited than scared as she fell. She planned on grabbing some tree vines on her way down and swinging her way out of this predicament.

She looked up towards Mount Ploom and saw something that made her blush.

A very handsome dragon boy was coming to her rescue.


to be continued...

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#7 Edited by TommytheHitman (6640 posts) - - Show Bio

Love it. Will get started.

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#8 Posted by 4donkeyjohnson (2004 posts) - - Show Bio

Swingy Dingy was a purple monkey who liked to eat bees. one day while bee hunting she saw the mst beautigul thing she'd ever seen. A dragon. It was long gold and spiky and eating bees. She fell instantly in love. swingy dingy approached the dragon carefuly and said hullo.

Hello the dragomn replied. swingy dingys heart wnet a flutter as did the dragon as he looked at her. it was love at first dight foir him also

do you like bees? the dragon asked

oh yes

And so began a wonderful life of the mokey and the dragon. they got married and lived on a honey farm happily ever after

the end

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#9 Posted by Time_Phantom (831 posts) - - Show Bio

I've never written a children's story... challenge accepted!

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#10 Edited by cbishop (15500 posts) - - Show Bio

Just the intro, for right now. I'll finish this later.


The tall Special Agent with the thick, white, handlebar mustache stood at the man's desk. His name was Heironymous, and he was a dragon in human form. When he wasn't busy being a dragon, he worked for the American Secret Service, but he was super strong, could breathe fire, and pretty much nothing could hurt him. Right at that moment, an orange-haired spider monkey stood on his left shoulder, hugging his bald head, and affectionately rubbing her head against his. He was not happy. "Chris, you're kidding," he said gruffly.

"Heironymous," the man at the desk smiled, "I'm not kidding."

"I am not getting hitched to a..." the man breathed deeply as he reached up with his left hand, plucked the monkey off of his shoulder by the scruff of the neck, and held it up to the man at the desk. "To this."

"Yeah, you are," the man said, still smiling, and clearly tickled at the idea.

"Mister Bishop--" started Heironymous.

"Dad's here?" Bishop said, looking around quickly.

"--What on God's green Earth makes you even think I'm going to get married to this... clingy... little... banana peeler?" he asked with clear disdain. The monkey grabbed hold of his arm with her feet and hugged his wrist. Heironymous growled low, a slight puff of smoke coming from his nostrils.

Leaning back in his desk chair, Bishop said, "The latest contest, actually. A little girl named Emma wants a monkey to marry a dragon and have adventures, and oh... look at that... I already have a dragon." He makes an exaggerated happy-surprise face, and shrugs, pointing at Heironymous.

"You're certifiable," Heironymous complained. "You're out of your addlepated, harebrained--"

"Ah, ah, ah!" tsked Bishop, wagging his finger. "This story's for kids. Keep it nice."

Heironymous' mustache twitched. "Chris Bishop, what do I care about some girl named Emma that I've never met? Girls..." he made a face as he realized what he was about to say. He was clearly struggling with himself not to say it, but as Chris typed away on his computer, he muttered, "Girls smell funny."

"BWAH-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HAAA!" bellowed Chris. "We are going to have so much fun!"

"Why?" asked Heironymous sternly. "Why would you make me do this?"

"Because Emma's the daughter of a friend of mine, and I like her."

Heironymous snorted like he didn't care.

"She takes great pictures," said Chris, turning his laptop towards Heironymous. The Internet was on, and he had pulled Facebook up to the screen.

Heironymous made a dismissive puffing sound. Looking at Chris' Facebook, he saw pictures that Emma's dad had posted. He started to smirk at the cute little girl as he sat down across from his writer, but then pushed the laptop away so he could continue scowling grumpily instead.

"She knows a martial art." Chris nodded at Heironymous, knowing this would be something that he liked.

Heironymous raised an eyebrow at that, smiling in approval, despite his best efforts to hide it.

"And all she wants is a story about a monkey that marries a dragon, and has adventures with fairies and stuff."

Heironymous sat in the chair, stubbornly quiet, clearly trying to come up with a reason why he shouldn't do this.

"Commme onnn, Heironymous," Chris said playfully. "You know you want to do something nice for the girllll."

The Secret Service agent who was really a dragon drummed his fingers on the arms of the chair. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, crossing first his right leg over the left, then his left leg over the right, then putting both feet firmly on the floor. He growled. He threw his hands up in the air. He banged a fist on Chris' desk, leaving a dent. He blew smoke from his nostrils again. Finally, he leaned forward, and said, "Why should I?"

"You know how you've been wanting me to straighten out your stories?" asked Chris.

"What!" barked Heironymous. "You're going to hold my stories hostage? What kind of writer are you?"

"The kind that can straighten out your stories, and maybe make you into something worth reading." Chris sniffed as he looked off to one side, and added, "Provided you first get married to a monkey and have an adventure."

"Oh, come on!" bellowed Heironymous. "That's not going to help my continuity at all! And you know it!"

Chris shrugged, looked at Heironymous like he was dumb, and said, "That's why I fix your stories after you marry the monkey and have an adventure." He rolled his eyes, and added, "Duh."

Heironymous' shoulders sagged in defeat. "Fine. I guess she is kind of cute."

Chris perked up happily. "The monkey?"

"The girl!" Heironymous yelled.

"So you'll do it?" Chris beamed happily. "As if I didn't know," he added cheekily.

"Yes, fine, I'll do it," Heironymous said. "I'll marry the monkey."

Chris clapped happily.

Thrusting his finger towards the writer, Heironymous said, "But no long, silly wedding scene, and we better have a grand adventure!"

"Agreed!" said Chris, standing up and holding out his hand to the dragon in the shape of a man. "Let's get started!"

Heironymous stood and shook Bishop's hand. "Fine. Let's do that," he said.

"See? That wasn't so hard," said Chris. "Aren't you sorry you said that girls smell funny?"

"You made me say it!" Heironymous accused the writer.

Quickly closing his laptop so it would turn off, Chris said, "No. No, I didn't. That wasn't me. You can't prove it." He scratched the back of his neck nervously while he tried to think of something to change the subject. Finally, he shrugged, opened the laptop back up, and started to type.

"By the way," said Heironymous, "as long as I'm getting married to the little varmint, does this monkey have a name?"

"Oh, heh-heh, yes," Chris laughed nervously. "It's, uh... Swingy-Dingy," he said quickly, then bent very close to his computer screen while he typed.

Heironymous' mustache twitched again, and then his eye. "WHHHAAAAAAT?!" he roared in anger.


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#11 Posted by batkevin74 (15255 posts) - - Show Bio
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#12 Edited by cbishop (15500 posts) - - Show Bio

Sydney, Australia time is 16 hours ahead of NY time, folks. Get those entries in! (And yes, I'm talking to myself here too.)

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#13 Posted by cbishop (15500 posts) - - Show Bio

@cbishop said:

Sydney, Australia time is 16 hours ahead of NY time, folks. Get those entries in! (And yes, I'm talking to myself here too.)

So NY time deadline is Jan 27 @7:59 AM. (Just doing some figuring, Batkevin'.)

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#14 Posted by batkevin74 (15255 posts) - - Show Bio

The Tale of Swingy-Dingy

Swingy-Dingy was a unique monkey. She had soft pink fur, purple nails, and a golden tip on the end of her tail. Her eyes were sparkly blue, and she wore a rainbow bow in her hair. She lived in an enchanted jungle in a hidden valley on a mystical island.

Swingy-Dingy lived in a hut made of books that sat in the fork of a giant eucalyptus tree. In the next tree over lived her parents Wingy-Dingy & Lingy-Dingy and in the tree across lived her brother Blingy-Dingy. One tree over, there lived her cousin Mingy-Dingy.

One day, Swingy-Dingy went down to the water hole in the middle of the island. When she got there, she saw something she’d never seen before. It was tall, taller than the tallest tree and it was wide, wider than two elephants. It was red, scaly and had wings like a bat on its back.

“What is that?” Swingy-Dingy asked her cousin Mingy-Dingy who swung in beside her to get a drink.

“It might be a lizard?” Mingy-Dingy shrugged. “I like your bow today Swingy-Dingy.”

“Thanks. I like your bracelet.”

Swingy-Dingy watched the big red creature drink and decided she needed to find out who and what it was. Swingy-Dingy bounded over and stood nearby waiting until it had finished drinking.

“Hi!” Swingy-Dingy said cheerfully.

“Um, hola,” the creature replied as a torrent of water dropped off its chin.

“My name is Swingy-Dingy and I’m a monkey. Who are you?”

The big creature sat up, wiped its mouth and smiled. “My name is Ricardo Eduardo Benito

Enrique Logroño. And I, am a dragon.”

“Ricardo Eduardo Benito Enrique Logroño,” Swingy-Dingy repeated. “You have a lovely accent, where are you from?”

“I come from a far away magical place known as Spain. I like your golden tipped tail, us dragons like gold.”

And so Swingy-Dingy and Ricardo chatted the day away and slowly but surely fell in love.


“Mum, Dad, this is Ricardo Eduardo Benito Enrique Logroño,” Swingy-Dingy introduced the dragon to her parents. Wingy-Dingy & Lingy-Dingy were a bit surprised to see a giant red creature peering into their house who was gingerly holding their daughter’s hand by one of his talons.

“Nice to meet you,” said Wingy-Dingy waving at the dragon.

“We are going to get married!” Swingy-Dingy said excitedly.

“Hmmm” Lingy-Dingy grunted. “How long have you known this…dragon?”

“All afternoon,” Swingy-Dingy said with a smile.

Wingy-Dingy & Lingy-Dingy looked at each other. “Well if you are going to get married, you have to go on a quest.”

“Quest?” Swingy-Dingy and Ricardo said together.

“You will have to retrieve three things,” Lingy-Dingy told them. “Flowers from the top of Mount Smelly for the ceremony. A gold nugget from the bottom of the Bottomless Pit to make a ring. And the invisible music from…”

“Your father is just joking,” Wingy-Dingy interrupted as she saw the puzzled looks on their faces. “But at the very least you should go on an adventure, get to know each other before you rush off to get married.”

“Phew” exhaled Ricardo, smoke rings shooting out his nose.

Suddenly the sky darkened, like a huge disc had been put in front of the sun. Everyone looked up to see a massive robotic duck hovering in the sky.

“MY NAME IS SANDRA QUACKENBACK! THIS ISLAND IS NOW MINE!” She roared in a huge metallic voice that shook the air.

“What is going on?” Swingy-Dingy shrieked grabbing Ricardo’s talon.

From above came dozens oblong metal balls dropping like rain.

“EGGS!” Wingy-Dingy screamed.

CHOOM! CHOOM! The eggs hit the ground but when one came near a creature, it split open and captured them and shot BACK up to massive metal duck above. Lingy-Dingy shoved his wife out of the way but was taken instead!

“DAD!” Swingy-Dingy shouted and she jumped up to attempt to save him, but Ricardo swung her up onto his back. Then her mum, Wingy-Dingy, was captured.


“We must go!” Ricardo said and flew zig zaggedly through the metal storm pounding the island. Swingy-Dingy held his scales tight as they flew off to safety.


After a few days of evading the eggs, Ricardo and Swingy-Dingy were safe on the far end of the island, hidden in a secret lagoon.

“We’ve got to save my parents,” Swingy-Dingy fretted as she clasped her tail.

“We shall,” Ricardo said. “But how?”

“What do we know about robots?”

Ricardo shrugged. “Not much.”

“I know they’re metal. And metal rusts. We need water.”

“Okay,” said Ricardo. “And then what?”

Swingy-Dingy shrugged. “I don’t know. But I can’t hide here for much longer. How much water can you swallow?”

“Let’s find out,” Ricardo smiled.


Lingy-Dingy, Wingy-Dingy, Blingy-Dingy, Mingy-Dingy, and a dozen other Dingy’s along with other creatures all sat in cages inside the belly of the giant robotic duck. They were scared, but relatively safe. Several robotic ducks with laser eyes watched over them.


Ricardo flew straight up like a rocket to the face of the giant duck and spat a stream of super-heated water into its face. It bounced off like literally water of a duck’s back, only it was its face.

“It’s not working,” Ricardo panted.

“I have an I idea!” Swingy-Dingy spun her golden tipped tail and tossed it, the tip shattered the eye glass and Swingy-Dingy shot inside the metal beast. Several robotic ducks with laser eyes scrambled to stop her, but she was a monkey on a mission. She flipped and spun and bounced and soon made short work of them.

“Where are my parents?” she yelled at one of the guards. The duck pointed to a large metal door. Swingy-Dingy pushed the door open only to be confronted by…

“Sandra Quackenback?” Swingy-Dingy growled at the duck-woman standing before her. She had sleek white feathers, a red bill, and was holding a stick that pulsed with electricity. “Where are my parents?”

Sandra rolled her eyes. “The last golden tipped monkey. Now I can start the machine.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I need gold for my robots. You monkeys and quite a lot of you magical creatures on this island have gold in or on you. I am going to take the gold, make more robots and then take over the world.”

Swingy-Dingy looked at Sandra. “You’re a nutcase lady!”

“Perhaps,” Sandra smiled. “Now give me that tail!”

Swingy-Dingy dodged the strike from the stick, ducked between Sandra’s legs and scrambled into the hold where all the creatures were. Sandra chased after her swinging her stick.

“Get back here!” screamed Sandra.

Swingy-Dingy danced and jumped about and saw a large red lever that said RELEASE. A plan formed in her head.

“You can catch me!” Swingy-Dingy mocked.

“Grrr!” Sandra yelled.

Swingy-Dingy flipped and pulled the lever, and the whole floor of the robot duck opened, and EVERYONE FELL OUT!

“Oh dear!” Swingy-Dingy shrieked.

“You stupid little pest!” yelped Sandra as she fell towards the ground.

Ricardo saw the robot duck open and became flying in a circle, creating a vortex. The spiral got bigger and he caught all the creatures in the updraft of this giant whirlwind.

“Hooray!” cheered Swingy-Dingy.

Ricardo lowered all the creatures safely to the ground and collapsed in a heap from the effort. Sandra Quackenback dusted herself off and suddenly came face to face with an island full of angry creatures.

“Ah, yes, let me explain,” she cowered.

“Don’t explain,” Swingy-Dingy told her. “Just go. Now!”

Sandra Quackenback gulped, pulled a gun and fired a grappling hook up to the duck. “You win this time, Swingy-Dingy.”

And so, the bad guy flew off in her duck and the island was saved. The whole island cheered and lifted Ricardo and Swingy-Dingy up on their shoulders.

“Will you marry me?” Swingy-Dingy asked Ricardo.

“I will, but how about tomorrow, I’m really tired,” Ricardo laughed.

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#15 Posted by cbishop (15500 posts) - - Show Bio

Sorry, @batkevin74, I waited too long on this. Too tired to write tonight. See y'all on the next one.

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