As part of the advent festivities a player called scrooge held a Christmas carol writing contest from December 13 to 22. This was taking well known Christmas carols or songs and changing their lyrics and titles to give them an alter aeon flavor. There were two categories lyrics and recordings with prizes of 2500, 1000 and 500 credits respectively for the winning lyrics and a bonus prize of 500 credits for the winning recording. Multiple entries were allowed and increased the chances of winning a prize. The contest closed on December 22 to allow world builders to vote on their favorites. The results were announced on January 2nd.
There were 23 carols entered and 2 recordings which were posted to the Contest board (1367). The winners were:-
I'm dreaming of an idle Christmas With every advents gift I get While I log in multies And try to gull these Shopkeepers into giving me more jobs I"m dreaming of an idle Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the bots cast spell ups And groups of fellas Would retrieve corpses in the snow I'm dreaming of an idle Christmas With every board post that I write May your gifts be useful and bright And may you idle both Christmas day and night
In the Bleak Nightmare Plane In the bleak nightmare plane, Blood bears roamed around. A fortress stood obsidian, None could hear a sound. Blood Ravens flew, they pecked and pecked, pe-ecked a-and pecked In the bleak nightmare plane, Madness reigned unchecked. Then some players showed up, At the fortress gate, Sander the Barbarian Asked them "could you waiit?" A sneaky thief backstabbed him, blood began to spill, Sander's friends rescued him, The fighters joined the kill. Some mages casted fireball, Warriors berserked, The clerics casted breath of life, The druids did their work. They casted control weather and made the weather hot They solar lanced the giant and the necros casted rot. The bodies hit the ground with Exaggerated thumps. Those inside the fortress were down in the dumps. The players crashed into the gate Splintering it whole! Visiting the garrison, They took a dreadful toll. Tanis makal screamed for help, and Lance ironhand fled. Lady Patience sobbed in grief She began to count the dead. The Crimson dragon heard the fight Her wings began to flap. Soaring to the combat, The players screamed "OH crap!" She breathed a blast of fire some skin began to burn. The fighters got their lances The tables began to turn. They stabbed in desperation At the dragon's heart. She weakly tried to fight back but she just wasn't smart. Finally a lance point penetrated her. Dancing round in vict'ry The players skinned her fur. They sold it on the auction block For twenty million gold, And that is how the dragon was slain in days of old!
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Lyrics to Alter Aeon favorite things by Shryth:-
Helping the farmers and swallowing kittens Killing some moles to get magical mittens Pondering the horrors that Archais brings These are a few of my favorite things The dwarves' magic bracer, it's so legendary I just read about it in the dreams' monastery Sensei that load a nice breath saving ring These are a few of my favorite things. Dragon that slashes and midnight blue sashes Quicklings that hide behind bushes and thatches Silverwind freezing even though it is spring These are a few of my favorite things When I'm playing, Alter Aeon Around Christmas Eve I go to the north and to wastelands beyond And set all the evils free