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Post by champ103 on Nov 28, 2005 16:05:01 GMT -5
Two rounds have passed, and all the auditionees have been narrowed down to just nine. Each judge is competing just like the contestants, and have chosen three contestants from their group to represent them in the live rounds, where it's all up to the other 667 members-who goes through, and who goes out.
Well, almost.
We are now in the live rounds-each week, the contestants will be given a theme to write/record about. For instance, the theme could be 'appeal-write a poem saying why people should vote for them'. Of course for people singing, it's a little harder, so they can write their own songs to sing, or they can find a song they think resembles that theme as best they can.
They are all given a week to post their entry in-when you post your entry, from then on people can vote for you. You cannot be voted for until you enter the round-if you don't enter the round at all, people will only have 24 hours to vote for you before the voting closes and the results are announced.
Of course in week one on the live rounds, nine contestants will become eight, but not just because of who gets the lowest votes. The TWO contestants with the lowest votes will be the bottom two, and it will be all up to the three judges-Snicketface, Freshie and I-who with one vote each will decide who stays, and who will leave the competition.
The nine contestants are as follows, and they have all done very well so far:
Team Dupin -Akbar(Le Grey) -Amber -Derik (You've got red on you)
Team Freshie -Lauren -Linda (Linda Rahldeen) -Sixteen
Team Snicket Face -Jemima -Orangey Twixet -Sora
How do you vote? When your favourite has made an entry, or you're impressed by someone, send me a PM with the title '667 Factor Vote', and say the name of the contestant you want to vote for. You get one vote a week.
For the contestants: This week's theme is EMOTIONS (yes, it's been done before, but it's a good theme)
Good luck! And I'll be back on Sunday with the results, and where someone will be leaving.
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Post by jemima on Nov 28, 2005 17:00:51 GMT -5
This question is dumb, but I've never experienced the 667 Factor before- why are there teams? My poem! My Melting Pot
My emotions are a giant melting pot, So many diverse and colorful. Many get in the way a lot, But I appreciate them still.
Let me tell you about them. Some are nice. Some are mean and don't have a heart at all. Some are as cool as ice. Some are great, and are just the best around, But all are talkative, and will never stay sound.
By the way, my feelings have feelings. Sure, that sounds strange, but they're people. They have genders, And they have hands and heads and feet and fingers, They have souls. ~ Anger. This is really the toughie. Some can't control him sometimes. But most can make him quiet by having him count to ten. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. But he is so stubborn sometimes and he bursts out again! Anger makes me angry. ~~~ Sadness. She's always down in the dumps. For some reason her world is not clear, And it's always raining, every day. She can't be perked up in any way. But fortunately, she only appears in necessary situations. Sadness makes me sad. ~~~ Happiness! Oh, how we're always full of glee, And not Sadness's stupid misery! He always makes me glad And never, ever sad! I'm full of his joy Whenever I think of my favorite toy, Or of all the things that make me happy! And did I mention that Humor is Happiness's brother? Geez, does that pair go together! Humor always cheers Happiness up when Happiness has caught Sadness's bug, And Humor makes me laugh, which makes me happy! Happiness and Humor make me happy! ~~~ Jealously. He gets in the way a lot. He tells me I want something that's not mine, And has no use in my time. I don't listen to him. I ignore Jealousy and listen to Gratefulness. Jealousy doesn't make me jealous. Mostly. ~~~ Last but definately not least, There's that one emotion that will always always get in the way. Should I tell you who she is and say? Alright, alright. My final emotion is Love. I can't concentrate when she's there, When she tells me I like some guy, And I know I shouldn't think and look, But her eyes control mine, And are cast down onto my dearest love. Love makes me loving. ~ I've just told you about my emotions. Just remember that I have more. I have so many that my entire list Would fall down onto the floor! This melting pot of deep or shallow people Will always control my will, Although I cannot stop them, I'll always have them here. In my melting pot. Of people.
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Post by champ103 on Nov 28, 2005 17:02:29 GMT -5
The teams are there because there will also be a winning judge-it just adds something to it besides the normal American-Idol simplicity.
And I'll be giving you feedback on your poem later.
EDIT: If Jemima gets your vote, you can now vote for her.
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Post by Black Bert on Nov 28, 2005 20:29:58 GMT -5
...I now have a personal vendetta against team Freshie.
Go Dupin!
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Post by lauren on Nov 29, 2005 7:07:00 GMT -5
oh drat...I'm part of team dupin...of course I am! *nods a little too enthusiastically* anywhos I have three questions... 1. Can contestants vote?...what, can't balme me for trying 2. Is there a limit to how many times a person can vote? 3. Do you want us to write a poem on all emotions like Jemima?...or can we concentrate on just one?
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Post by champ103 on Nov 29, 2005 11:30:21 GMT -5
1-no voting for the contestants 2-once a week 3-the theme is emotions, so as long as there's something to do with emotions or an emotion, it's fine.
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Post by Linda Rhaldeen on Nov 29, 2005 11:42:11 GMT -5
Actually, Lauren, you're on Team Freshie, with me. And I was wondering if contestants could vote, too.
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Post by champ103 on Nov 29, 2005 11:57:15 GMT -5
I think she was being sarcastic, to gain Robert's support.
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Post by Black Bert on Nov 29, 2005 17:37:35 GMT -5
You know what's a better way to gain my support?
Good poetry.
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Post by lauren on Nov 29, 2005 20:28:49 GMT -5
My poem is suppose to be representing the emotion humiliation/ loss of dignity. I hope you enjoy as it is really quite random. Oh...and you might also notice I have attempted to rhyme but have failed The Pathetic FishThe wave washed him to shore Foolishly he tossed Flip Flop Flip Flop The rubbery body, Slimy and wet Slapped the sand Flip Flap Flip Flap The sound of laughter The sound of laughter pressed him down Down, deep down Into the sand-- The water distant now Through the dead glass eye A sickly lavender sky
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Post by Sora on Nov 30, 2005 2:51:15 GMT -5
My Pandora's Box
Every emotion. Every thought, every feeling Has a bad side.
Every high has its lows Every bit of glee Has its doubts.
What is optimism But false hope that the bleakness of the world Will fade away.
With all the love in the world There has always been as much hate. Our Pandora’s boxes Rule our lives In some way or another.
My Pandora’s box However it’s grip maybe Does not control me though.
For deep and darkly hidden Within my Pandora’s deadly chest Is a glimmering light A sun’s ray in a sky full of clouds
For in every Pandora’s box Despite all the grief The pain, The stress The despair The blackness of life
Is hope.
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Post by Sixteen on Nov 30, 2005 13:29:07 GMT -5
How are you feeling?
How am I feeling? You ask me every day. Ups and downs, good and bad; I wonder what to say.
Of course, I'm very happy. I've just gotten straight A's In all my school exams. That makes me feel okay. But the thing that makes me jump for joy Is special, close to me. The fact my friends stay by my side Is enough to fill my glee.
Of course, I'm very saddened. My pet hamster just kicked The bucket when it ate too much. That makes me feel tricked. But the thing that makes me weep at night Is awful to be told. When others insult and cause pain It's a terror to behold.
How am I feeling? You ask me every day. Ups and downs, good and bad; I truly don't know what to say...
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Post by champ103 on Nov 30, 2005 14:16:21 GMT -5
You can now vote for Jemima, lauren, Sora and Sixteen.
Good jobs everyone.
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Post by Akbar Le Grey on Dec 1, 2005 4:44:58 GMT -5
Happiness.
Hey, you want some? Here it is, a jagged little pill. Hurry up, come. Now don't that feel good?
No. No, it doesn't.
It has to be true, Aroused by pride, love, Or maybe even Bloo. Maybe you can buy your little white pills.
But true happiness come from the heart. I wonder, do they know what that is? Ah yes, "a hollow muscular organ that by it's rythmic contraction acts as a force pump maintaining the circulation of the blood." How could I forget?
So you go with your little drugs. And I'll just stand and laugh. Watching the unnatural light spread over your ugly mug. And I think. And I laugh.
I may not be perfect, but I'm happy. And that's what counts. Not some green paper in large amounts. They say money makes the world go round. Might be true. But it's happiness that makes the world survive.
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Post by Linda Rhaldeen on Dec 1, 2005 11:55:22 GMT -5
Homesickness
I am happy with my life. I have a well-paying job And a small yet cozy apartment. Everything is going well. No one could ask for better. But occasionally, my heart aches for things it cannot have. Ordinary objects bring back memories from long ago
The warmth of a soft, thick sweater. The mournful notes of an oboe. The beauty of a brightly-colored flower. The aroma of fresh banana bread. All of them bring back that familiar ache in my heart Not physically painful, But painful nonetheless.
My heart begins to yearn It yearns for my old home, It yearns for my family, It yearns for a return of afternoons spent knitting with my grandmother A return of my sister’s musical studies Of my father’s garden Of my mother’s baking Most of all, a return to those times when my family lived together.
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