Creation Glory

[Shark Tale]

Here's how this works: This is basically just a story contest for your ideas. If you don't want to make a full-fledged spin-off/lit, that's perfectly fine. But if you do want to show some of your creativity, you could give this contest a try. Basically, post in this topic a story about anything you want. Here are the rules:

1.) The story can be about anything. It could be SpongeBob related or non-SpongeBob related, it doesn't matter to us. 

2.) It cannot be a chapter of an already existing work of yours, this is for fresh ideas.

3.) It must at least be 500 words, but can go over.

4.) If you'd like to consider making it a pilot, go ahead, but again, it must be something new. If you want it just be a one-shot, that's fine with us as well. 

After we get a good amount of stories, a judging panel of staff members will pick the best story. The winner will receive 1,000 SOF Tickets, 1,000 doubloons, and we'll help encourage the winner to possibly turn their idea into a full-fledged spin-off or lit. The deadline to submit something is by June 13th, and the winner will be announced June 14th.

[Amphibia]

Here's my entry for it Enjoy!

Spoiler

Plankton's Real New Leaf

Written by SpongeOddFan

Edited by Metal Snake

One day, at the Chum Bucket, Plankton was working on his latest invention that he would use to finally get the Krabby Patty secret formula...at least so he and Karen hoped.

   

“Plankton! What is that thing?” Karen asked him. “And what do you plan to do with it?”

   

“Shh, I’m trying to work here.” Plankton said, as he did some finishing touches on what appeared to be a ray gun. “Finished!”

   

He picked up the ray gun-resembling invention and pointed it at one of the seats at a table.

 

“Watch my genius in action…” he boasted as he fired a ray at the seat that teleported the seat right next to him. “With this marvelous machine, I can transport a Krabby Patty, or even better, the secret formula right into the Chum Bucket without having to worry about that fool Krabs chasing me down and catching me!”

   

“It’s called...the Transportinator!” Plankton proudly declared.

   

“Oh wow, there’s NO better name you could’ve come up with than that...” Karen said, sarcastically.

   

“Aw, you don’t need to rub my ego,” replied Plankton, “it’s common knowledge that my intelligence is nonpareil. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a formula to steal...”

   

At the Krusty Krab, Spongebob rung the bell as Squidward just laid at the cash register lazily reading a magazine as usual.

 

“Hey hey, Squidward, order up!” Spongebob exclaimed as he laid a tray of food on the counter. In response, Squidward just kept lying there.

 

“Hmm, maybe I didn’t ring the bell hard enough.” Spongebob naively thought.

 

“HEY-SQUID-WARD!” Spongebob exclaimed louder as he started to repeatedly hit the bell, which got the attention of a now irritated Squidward.

 

“WHAT?!” he shouted angrily at Spongebob as he got up.

 

“Oh nothing,” replied Spongebob innocently as he stopped hitting the bell, “I was just wondering, don’t you think it’s weird how we’ve not had that many customers lately?”

   

“Hmph, maybe a good business strategy would be to not ring the bell a hundred times!” Squidward said angrily.

   

“Sorry Squidward, I don’t know what came over me.” SpongeBob replied, as he goes back to the kitchen from windows.

   

“Of course you don’t…” Squidward scoffed as he took the tray, and gave it to three customers at a table.

   

“This looks so good.” one of them said.

   

“Whatever, just enjoy your mediocre meal...” Squidward grumbled.

 

Inside the kitchen, Spongebob was humming merrily to himself while cooking patties when suddenly, Plankton flung open the kitchen door and pointed the teleporting gun at Spongebob. Spongebob gasped in response.

   

“Plankton, what do you want?!” SpongeBob exclaimed.

   

“Well, if you must know, I’ve finally got the perfect plan to get the formula!” Plankton proclaimed, as he’s about to pull the trigger.

   

“Not so fast, Plankton, I’ve got a weapon too!” SpongeBob yelled as he took his spatula in hand and did a karate stance. “HI-YA!”

   

“You fool, I don’t plan to fight you!” Plankton exclaimed. “I only came to show off! My plan is to gun and run!”

   

“Huh?” SpongeBob replied, confused.

   

“You’ll see…” Plankton said, as he then dashed over to Mr. Krabs’ office. He peered the door open slightly and fired the teleporter gun at the safe box where the secret formula was kept, thus teleporting it to the Chum Bucket. Mr. Krabs, who had been writing something on a piece of paper, turned to face his now missing safe in shock.

   

“Yes, I finally got it!” Plankton proclaimed, laughing. “Time to make my leave now! So long, suckers!”

 

Plankton then activated his jetpack and flew back to the Chum Bucket laughing, leaving a puzzled Spongebob to ponder in confusion before Mr. Krabs burst from his office, looking aghast.

 

“Spongebob!” he exclaimed. “What in the name of the almighty dollar is going on?! Me safe is missing!”

 

“Well, Plankton was here showing off this weird gun of his…”  

 

“PLANKTON!” Mr. Krabs bellowed. “The Krabby Patty formula was in that safe!”

 

Spongebob gasped.

 

“We have to get it back!” Spongebob cried.

 

“Tell me something I don’t know, boy!” Mr. Krabs exclaimed.

 

“Did you know that olives are actually fruit?” Squidward said mockingly, only to get a stern glance from Mr. Krabs.   

   

Back at the Chum Bucket…

 

Plankton had just gotten the formula out of the safe, having a better idea of how to crack the safe thanks to the events of Frozen Face-Off. He then held up the scrolled up formula in his hand triumphantly.

 

“At long last, I finally got it!” he proclaimed. “Now I just need to analyze the recipe, then keep a permanent record of it...”

 

“You called?” Karen said.

   

Plankton was about to upload the formula to Karen, but was interrupted by Mr. Krabs suddenly bursting into his lab, looking very angry.

   

“Alright Plankton, I want me formula back...” Mr Krabs said in a menacing tone. “Don’t make me have to use force…”

   

“Oh Krabs...” Plankton replied, grinning smugly. “You’ll just have to learn the hard way that it’s time to throw in the towel…”

   

Mr Krabs rushed towards Plankton, only for Plankton to push a button on a remote controller he pulled out that activated a trapdoor under Mr. Krabs.

 

“Uh-oh…” Mr. Krabs said, looking down at the hole in the floor, expecting to fall, but was instead met with chains shooting out of the hole that handcuffed his limbs, and a giant chain that came from the ceiling that gripped his chest.

   

“Argh, ugh!” Mr Krabs grunted, struggling to get out of the chains. “I can break these chains, you little pest!”

   

“That’ll be the day, and it’s this day that I plan to rule the world once again.” Plankton gloated, laughing.

   

“No, that will never happen again!” Mr Krabs cried.

   

“My second latest invention says otherwise…” Plankton scoffed, as he pulled out another remote controller and pushed the button to unveil a machine that rose out of another hole in the floor. As an antenna then appeared on top of the Chum Bucket, Spongebob and Squidward, who had arrived to help Mr. Krabs, noticed.  

   

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say the next step to his plan is starting his own radio station.” Squidward joked.

   

“That’s not gonna happen!” Spongebob exclaimed, not picking up on Squidward’s sarcasm, and kicked open the door to the Chum Bucket. “Plankton, you’re finished!”  

   

“Oh ho, please…” Plankton mocked. “Hey Spot, show these losers who they’re dealing with…”

 

Plankton snapped his fingers, and out from another platform that rose from a hole in the floor came an undersea labrador retriever...that soon turned into a monstrous beast.

 

“AAAHH!” Spongebob and Squidward screamed as Spot began chasing them.

   

“This is insane!” Mr Krabs exclaimed, as he tried thinking of a way to get out of his situation. “What are you even trying to do?”

   

“Simple, use this machine to hypnotize everyone into coming here to eat my chum and my Krabby Patties...” Plankton explained as he rubbed his hands sinisterly.

   

“You’ll do that over my dead body!” Mr Krabs yelled.

   

“For once, you’re right, Krabsie...” Plankton said evilly as he activated a switch to undo the chains from the trapdoor that bound Mr. Krabs. “Destroy him, Spot!”

 

Spot, who had cornered a cowering Spongebob and Squidward, heard Plankton’s order and went to attack Mr Krabs. Spot pounced on Krabs, causing the chain from the ceiling that bound him to snap. Spot then began to claw at Mr. Krabs’ chest, inadvertently cutting the chain with his incredible strength.

 

“MOMMY!” Krabs shrieked in agony. Despite being free from the chains, he was now at the mercy of Spot. Noticing this, Spongebob and Squidward knew they had to do something.

 

“Come on, Squidward, we have to help him!” Spongebob cried as he began to look around, while Squidward just stood there. “Hurry, Squidward! Mr. Krabs doesn’t have much time!”

 

“I only wish moral obligation was a better motivator…” Squidward replied as he begrudgingly started helping Spongebob in his search. “What are we even looking for specifically? A bone for him to chew?”

 

Spongebob gasped before smiling widely.

 

“Squidward, you’re a genius!” he exclaimed. “I’ve found the perfect thing!”

 

He held up a red, rubber chew toy that was shaped like a bone.

 

“Oh Spot!” Spongebob exclaimed, getting Spot’s attention. “Look, it’s your favorite toy!”

 

Spot turned to look at Spongebob waving the chew toy in front of his face, and began to grin widely and dopily with his tongue out. Spongebob then tossed the toy towards him. Taking it in his mouth and chewing on it, Spot returned to his normal size. Seeing this, Plankton became enraged.

 

“Graah!” he cried. “You moronic mutt! Prepare the death ray, Karen! We’re switching to Plan B!”  

   

“Go crazy.” Karen said as she handed him a ray gun that was shaped like a missile launcher. Plankton fired a laser beam from it at Mr. Krabs, who quickly rolled out of the way to avoid it. He, Spongebob, and Squidward then hid under a counter.

 

“We’re no match for him,” said Spongebob, “he has the better arsenal, plain and simple. But thankfully, we don’t have to fight him to win. We just have to gun and run!”

 

“Uh...what?” Squidward responded in confusion.

 

“I...think what the boy means is to grab the formula and run like cowards.” Mr. Krabs theorized.

 

“Not quite,” replied Spongebob, “what I mean is for us to grab the formula and run like heroes! I’ll distract him while Mr. Krabs gets the formula and Squidward stands by in case we need backup!”

 

“Glad you know I love being challenged at my job, Spongebob.” Squidward remarked sarcastically.

 

“Now then…” Plankton said, lowering his ray gun and getting out the formula to upload into Karen. “I think it’s time I got that-”

 

“Hey Plankton!” Spongebob exclaimed, getting up from under the counter. “Lovely weather we’re having, eh?”

 

“Blast, you infernally persistent cube!” Plankton cried as he readied his ray gun. “When will you-”

 

Plankton was interrupted by Mr. Krabs sneaking up from behind and swiping both Plankton’s ray gun and the formula. Krabs then made a dash towards the exit.    

 

“HEY! GIVE ME THAT BACK, KRABS!” Plankton yelled, as he ran after Krabs as fast as he could. “I’m not going to fail after coming this close!”

   

Meanwhile, a mysterious figure wrapped in a red robe that covered their back, chest, and mouth was riding on a motorbike. They came to a sign saying “Welcome to Bikini Bottom”. After stopping to read the sign, the figure looked at a picture he had of Plankton.

   

“I wonder what he’ll think...” they pondered. The figure eventually drove further ahead towards the road where the Chum Bucket and the Krusty Krab intersected. “...when I break the good news to him…”

   

Back in the Chum Bucket, Plankton had caught up to Mr. Krabs and grabbed the formula. As he tried to take it with Mr. Krabs still holding onto it like a tug-o-war, Plankton reminisced on the first time they fought over the formula…

 

“It’s...just like way back then…” Plankton said as his grip weakened. “Even with how much my tactics have improved, nothing has truly changed since that day…”

   

“HI-YAH!” SpongeBob cried, karate chopping Plankton’s hand, allowing Mr. Krabs to take the formula. “Once again Plankton, we win!”

 

“Oh, well good for you.” Plankton replied sarcastically. “As for me, I don’t care!”

 

Both Spongebob and Mr. Krabs could swear they heard a record being scratched.

 

“W-WHAT?!” they both shouted. “But...this is the part where you’re supposed to…”

 

“Curse you, moan, sob, curse myself, wallow in misery, et cetera?” Plankton finished for them. “Sorry, not this time. This was the closest I ever got to stealing the Krabby Patty formula since that time where I almost took over the entire ocean. I actually got the formula inside the Chum Bucket and held it in the palm of my hands. And still, it was ripped from me just like it was all those years ago...and for the first time, I actually asked myself...what have I been doing all these years?”

 

Seeing Plankton shed a genuine tear from his eye, Spongebob and Mr. Krabs actually felt some genuine sympathy for him.

   

“That’s it...I’m quitting.” Plankton said as he lowered his head. “It’s time for me to move on…”

   

“Move on to what, Plankton?” Spongebob asked.

 

“I hope this won’t be leading to another knick-knack shop charade…” Mr. Krabs said skeptically.

 

Just then, a mysterious figure came in. They opened the door to see everyone surprised and confused.

   

“Who the barnacles are you?” Squidward asked.

 

“Wait a second…” Spongebob said, finding the figure’s stature familiar. “Could you be…?”

   

“Is Sheldon J. Plankton still doing business here?” the figure asked.

 

“In a relative sense, yes.” Plankton replied unenthusiastically. “What do you care?”

 

“No reason…” the figure said facetiously. “Besides looking to do business with him elsewhere…”

   

“What are you talking about?” Plankton replied, as the figure is about to reveal themselves.

   

“It’s been a long time, boss!” Dennis revealed as he took out his robe to reveal his body with his hat, and his sunglasses.

 

“DENNIS?!” Spongebob and Plankton exclaimed in surprise.

 

“Who?!” Mr. Krabs and Squidward exclaimed in confusion.

 

“W-weren’t you…?” Plankton prepared to ask.

 

“An assassin?” Dennis replied. “That’s only who I used to be. After I failed to dispatch who should’ve been my easiest targets by far, I did a bit of thinking. And then I heard about how you almost conquered Bikini Bottom...while doing business in the food industry of all things. Seeing how the sinking of the Thug Tug put a lot of workers out of their jobs and a lot of customers out of their hangout, a perfect opportunity had arrived to establish a new restaurant outside of Bikini Bottom.”

 

“Wait, are you saying…?” Plankton said, something beginning to dawn on him.

   

“It’s been a long time…why don’t you come to my restaurant?” Dennis offered. “There’s an open position there...for a new manager…”

 

In awe, Plankton simply replied with…

 

“Take me there.”

 

“Karen...Spot…” Plankton said as Karen and Spot appeared behind him. “I hope you two didn’t have any plans for tonight…”

   

Plankton, Karen, Spot, and Dennis then walked out of the Chum Bucket. Plankton turned to face Spongebob, Mr. Krabs, and Squidward, who were all as astonished as he was as they walked out of the Chum Bucket as well.

 

“See you around...guys.” Plankton bid farewell, waving goodbye.

 

The trio simply waved goodbye back at him, knowing that this was the start to…Plankton’s real new leaf.

 

[Shark Tale]

Reminder: June 13th is the deadline to submit something!

[Shark Tale]

 Note: I've decided to extend the deadline of this until Wednesday, June 15th at 9 PM EST, but that is it, no more extensions.

[The Lion King]

Here's my submission.

 

 

The Aquatic Avenger

(We open at the edge of a building, where Commissioner Johnson is standing with his hands up. A masked man is pointing a gun at him.)

Commission Johnson: Please. Don't do this.

(The masked man pulls the trigger. Commissioner Johnson falls off the building and lands on a car, setting off its alarm. Mermaid Man, who is driving down the street in his Invisible Boatmobile, hears the alarm and turns around. He reaches the source of the alarm and gasps when he sees Commissioner Johnson bleeding next to the car.)

 

Mermaid Man: Commish! (runs to Commissioner Johnson) Can you hear me?

 

(Mermaid Man feels Commissioner Johnson’s pulse, then he notices a fish staring at them from behind a building.)

 

Mermaid Man: Hey!

 

(The fish begins to run, and Mermaid Man flies after him. Mermaid Man grabs him by the shirt and punches him.)

 

Fish: Stop! I didn’t do anything! I promise!

 

Mermaid Man: Then why are you here?

 

Fish: Because the car this guy fell into is mine! Man, the insurance company will not believe this.

 

Mermaid Man: Did you see who shot him?

 

Fish: There was a masked man escaping from the roof.

 

Mermaid Man: (scratches chin) A masked man…

 

(Cut to the police station. Everyone is quiet as Mermaid Man walks in through the doors.)

 

Mermaid Man: I’d like to talk with Man Ray.

 

(A policeman escorts Mermaid Man to Man Ray’s cell.)

 

Policeman: Hey, will the commissioner be okay?

 

Mermaid Man: I don’t know.

 

(The policeman nods and walks away.)

 

Man Ray: So, commish is dead, huh? Can’t say I’ll miss him.

 

Mermaid Man: Shut up. I want to know if you had anything to do with this.

 

Man Ray: I’ve been in this jail cell for weeks. What do you think I could have done from here?

 

Mermaid Man: You have a lot of copycats. I’m sure you’re corresponding with some of them.

 

Man Ray: Yes, yes. And even if I did tell one of them to go off and kill the commissioner, why would I tell you?

 

(Mermaid Man takes out a button and presses it, causing Man Ray’s belt to start tickling him.)

 

Man Ray: Ha ha! No! Not the tickle belt! Ha! Please! Make it stop! Ha!

 

Mermaid Man: You know what you’ll have to do to make it stop.

 

Man Ray: I don’t know anything about commish’s death! Ha ha! I swear! I had nothing to do with it! Ha!

 

(Mermaid Man looks at Man Ray suspiciously, but then he turns the tickle belt off.)

 

Man Ray: (coughs) Thank Neptune that’s over.

 

(Mermaid Man leaves.)

 

(Cut to the Mermalair. Mermaid Man walks in to find Barnacle Boy looking at his Wall of Weapons.)

 

Mermaid Man: Barnacle Boy? I thought you gave up crimefighting.

 

Barnacle Boy: I gave up being your sidekick. And my name isn’t Barnacle Boy anymore.

 

Mermaid Man: What is it now?

 

Barnacle Boy: Nightfin.

 

Mermaid Man: That’s a stupid name.

 

Nightfin: You’re a stupid name.

 

Mermaid Man: What are you doing here, anyway?

 

Nightfin: I’m looking for something to protect myself. I figured you wouldn’t mind, considering I built most of these weapons myself.

 

Mermaid Man: No, of course not.

 

(Nightfin grabs a weapon from the wall.)

 

Mermaid Man: So, how have you been? I haven’t heard much from you since you moved out.

 

Nightfin: I’ve been all right, Trying to make it on own, you know?

 

Mermaid Man: (nods) Well, I’m glad you came back.

 

(Nightfin starts to fly away.)

 

Mermaid Man: Also…

 

(Nightfin stops.)

 

Mermaid Man: I’m sorry I made fun of your name.

 

(Nightfin says nothing and disappears.)

 

Mermaid Man: (whispering) I’m sorry...for everything.

(The End)

[The Crow]

Here's an idea that's been on my mind for like two years, so I finally decided to put it to work for this. It's supposed to be modeled after fighting games. At least, that's what I tried going for here.

 

Krusty Kombat Story Mode 1: "SpongeBob" Part One

Prologue

"One fateful day, SpongeBob SquarePants, decided to test his might by removing Neptune's fabled spatula from the ancient grease it was dipped firmly in. Defying all expectation and all those who failed before him, SpongeBob managed to remove the spatula from the grease.

New of his achievement wasn't received well by the spatula's master, King Neptune, who refused to accept SpongeBob as its new master. Neptune would declare that the first ever Krusty Kombat tournament shall take place in order to crown the 'rightful' keeper of the spatula, promising the victor a position in Atlantis among the gods.

Looking to defy all expectation once again, SpongeBob dons his karate gear and readily trots his way towards the tournament."

Stage 1: Treedome

We see SpongeBob making his way into the Treedome, cracking his knuckles, breaking some of them as he does so. He dons his water helmet as he awaits his first round opponent. Suddenly, a brown and white blur jumps out from the nearby tree and pounces on SpongeBob, tackling him to the ground. SpongeBob, however, manages to roll his way through and kicks the attacker off him, sending them flying a few feet away. He gets back on his feet to see that the attacker was none other than Sandy Cheeks, who also gets back to her feet.

SpongeBob: Resorting to sneak attacks Sandy, really?

Sandy: Just makin' sure that you're on your toes. Don't want my first match to just be a breeze.

SpongeBob: So how did my toes felt when I kicked you clean through the air just now?

Sandy: I let you have that one! It was a confidence builder. Build you up so I can cut you right back down!

SpongeBob: Then I think it's only fair that I give you a tail fin kicking in return!

Sandy: If your fighting is about as good your fish humor, don't think you can knock me dead.

They assume identical karate stances as the real match is about to begin.

French Narrator: FIGHT!

SpongeBob comes out of the gate first, throwing a few  punches at Sandy. The first two connect but Sandy manages to block the rest. Sandy knocks SpongeBob to the ground with a 4-hit combo. She tries to capitalize on it with some low kicks where he lies, but SpongeBob rolls out of the way and connects with his Yellow Tornado spin move, clubbing her with some rapid moving red gloved rights and lefts before finishing the move off with a crane kicks to her helmet, cracking it some. He tries to keep his combo going, but Sandy keeps guard and finds an opening by drop kicking SpongeBob in the back, sending him to the ground face-first. SpongeBob bounces back up, but Sandy whips out her lasso and catches him, tightening her lasso's hold before pulling SpongeBob in for her Hoe Down special. She pulls him in for some hard rights three times, spins him around in the air and slams him to the ground, repeating it another two times, before bringing him down hard to the ground a third time. She jumps into the air, with the one end of her lasso still in hand, uses it to pulls his head up from the ground and double foot curbstomps him face first into the grass. She reels her lasso back in after executing the move.

Sandy: They don't call me Cheeks fer nothin'!

She taunts as SpongeBob spits the grass and dirt from his mouth then gets right back up to his feet. Sandy beats SpongeBob back up against the glass walls of the Treedome, SpongeBob desperately blocking for dear life. Sandy tries grabbing him for a bear hug, but he jumps up over her and lays it into her from behind, giving him the opportunity to nail his special move, The Spinal Tap. SpongeBob tears off his karate attire to reveal a red beach thong, he ascends into the air, lands and dismounts from a diving board, sending himself blasting off head-first towards a fatigued Sandy, who futilely tries staggering away but is too slow to avoid a speeding head butt right to her back. This sends her off her feet forward. SpongeBob catches her in midair, spins them both to even higher elevation then comes crashing down piledriving her to the ground on top of her head and neck to finish his special move.

SpongeBob: Way to stick the landing. DAHAHAHA!

SpongeBob taunts before going right back on the attack. They go at each other blow for blow but Sandy manages to send SpongeBob back with a well timed Anchor Kick, propelling him up into the air helplessly before sending him away with a rapid spinning roundhouse kick as he fell back down. The Anchor Kick sends SpongeBob crashing through her treehouse, rustling some of the land critters she keeps in there. Sandy comes running in but SpongeBob cuts her off by utilizing surrounding objects, throwing a caged snake right at her, breaking it free on contact. The snake then gets a few bites in on her before slithering away. Sandy retaliates by grabbing a jarred butterfly and throws it at SpongeBob, breaking the jar and releasing the butterfly to torment and frighten him. With his guard down, Sandy punches SpongeBob back out thorough the opposite wall of her treehouse, sending him into the nearby hamster wheel. She goes to put him in there, but SpongeBob counters and throws her onto the wheel instead, spinning out of control to disorient her before abruptly stopping and sending her crashing off of it. He then takes her down by spamming Pelvic Thrusts, woohooing until she admits defeat. She gets back up to her feet in a daze.

French Narrator: FINISH HER!

SpongeBob elongates his right arm, stretching it out over to Sandy with his right hand clenched in a fist but it misses her. His arm ricochets back around but it misses her again. It ricochets around the Treedome multiple times before finally pounding on the ground right below her, creating a shockwave than sends Sandy soaring helplessly in the air. She comes barreling down but instead of landing on the ground, she gets impaled through the back on SpongeBob, who shifted his body into a giant thumbtack.

SpongeBob: I think she gets the point!

French Narrator: SpongeBob wins! FATALITY!

SpongeBob is then shown standing over Sandy's limp body.

SpongeBob: See ya later, Sheriff Sandy. Dahahahaha!

He laughs as he walks off screen.

French Narrator: GET READY FOR THE NEXT BATTLE!

StageAct 2: Krusty Krab (Talent Show)

The scene opens up to the setup of the Krusty Krab Talent Show, where a rowdy audience has filled up the restaurant with their collective presence. SpongeBob stands alone on stage until Squidward storms out from backstage, clear annoyed at SpongeBob's presence.

Squidward: SpongeBob! What the barnacle do you think you're doing here?! Can't you see that all these people, including myself, paid to get in here to NOT to see you? How can I possibly bring culture back if your sorry carcass is ruining my act!

SpongeBob: Squidward! What the blazes are you doing here?! Can't you see that this is a "talent" show?!

Squidward What the-?! Why youuuu...wait a minute, don't tell me you're here for the tournament too?

SpongeBob: Yeah, I am!

Squidward faces the opposite direction, laughing maniacally and plotting to himself.

Squidward: Ladies and gentlemen, for your next act, we shall find out just how much punishment the unimpressive Mr. Absorbency can really absorb when he finds himself on the receiving end of a cultured beatdown...at the hands of the incomparable Squidward!

SpongeBob: Everyone, prepare to get your money's worth.

SpongeBob assumes his stance as Squidward readies himself with some interpretive dance.

French Narrator: FIGHT!

SpongeBob and Squidward go back and forth, trading punches and kicks. Squidward eventually gets the better of SpongeBob by whipping out his clarinet and pelting him with a flurry of off notes. SpongeBob manages to block the last few notes from his ears and gets back on the attack, shoving Squidward's clarinet down his mouth, karate chopping him in the throat and then stomp his head to the ground, causing Squidward to cough it back up. Squidward gets back on the offensive, slapping SpongeBob with suction cups to the face a few whimsical interpretive dance-inspired kicks to the body. The stage hazard crowd begins to get rowdy and boo Squidward.

Squidward: You don't even know talent!

Squidward taunts as the crowd shoots back with a mocking "no talent!" chant right back at him. The crowd then launches tomatoes at the stage, with both combatants trying to evade their wrath but Squidward takes the brunt of it. Once that was over, SpongeBob fires back by blowing a bubble bomb his way. The resulting explosion sends Squidward flying back, giving SpongeBob the opportunity to take Squidward around town with a mighty Bring It Around Town combo, nailing a six hit combo, grabbing and spinning the cephalopod around in circles before power bombing him to the floor hard. Squidward tries to fight back with the good ole Bold & Brash attack, but SpongeBob grabs a nearby mop and wets up the floor, causing Squidward to slip up mid-move to a thunderous applause. That heart crushing maneuver was enough for Squidward to admit defeat.

FINISH HIM!

SpongeBob goes to pick up the mop again, but just uses it to mop up Squidward's blood and tears to another big ovation as Squidward just plops down to the stage floor motionless.

French Narrator: SpongeBob wins! HUMILITY!

SpongeBob is still shown mopping up the floor to much crowd support.

SpongeBob: Make sure you all remember to dispense all your trash in the specified container after the show! Which reminds me.

SpongeBob then busts out a dustpan, sweeps up Squidward and throws him in a trash bin to more acclaim before exiting stage right.

French Narrator: GET READY FOR THE NEXT BATTLE!

Stage 3: Boating School

The scene opens up to SpongeBob sitting patiently in Mrs. Puff's class, rigorously arranging his essay, quiz and test pencils to no avail. Mrs. Puff comes in, suffering a severe case of PTSD once she catches sight of SpongeBob.

Mrs. Puff: AAAH! Don't head towards the light at the end of the tunnel, Puff Mama! Those are just headlights!

SpongeBob: Hiya, Mrs. Puff!

Mrs. Puff: S-S-SpongeBob? What in Neptune's name are you doing here, I thought I finally got you expelled?!

SpongeBob: Well, yeah, I still am sadly. But in Neptune's name, the Krusty Kombat tournament officials told me to report back here bright and early for the next battle!

Mrs. Puff: Y-You're participating in Krusty Kombat?

SpongeBob: Uh huh!

Mrs. Puff: The tournament to the death in order to crown the true keeper of Neptune's Spatula?

SpongeBob: You got that right!

Mrs. Puff: ...YES! Finally, a chance to finally EXPEL you from my life forever!

SpongeBob: And a chance for me to rack up some extra credeet on my way up the ranks.

Mrs. Puff: SpongeBob, I'm actually gonna savor every last moment we have left as teacher and pupil.

SpongeBob: Make sure to say hi to Mr. Puff for me when you get to where you're goin'!

SpongeBob smiles nonchalantly at his desk as Puff literally pumps herself up behind her desk to prepare for battle.

French Narrator: FIGHT!

Puff immediately launches her desk at SpongeBob who avoids it by propelling himself over it. He charges at Puff and head butts her in the gut with the added power of his karate helmet. It doesn't really phase her as much, which allows her to utilize this close quarters attempt by SpongeBob to clamp him in between two cymbals then tossing him into the rest of the desks across her classroom. SpongeBob gets up to charge her but Puff inflates herself and then exhales the all the air out of her body in order to blow SpongeBob clear through the wall and out of the classroom, as well as sending many desks flying out at him.

Mrs. Puff: You should've studied, SpongeBob! Neptune knows I did.

She taunts as she waddles after him. SpongeBob stretches his arm out at her, clocking her in the face with a long range right hand. Puff charges, but SpongeBob kicks low, knock her legs out right from under her. Practically unable to get back up to her feet due to her round body. SpongeBob proceeds to lay it into her with punches, kicks and chops. Each blow landed, causes Puff to inflate more and more. She somehow manages to kip herself back up to her feet. SpongeBob floors it and attacks Puff with amazing speed, as well as anxiety attacks, but Puff finds that he inflated body increasingly softens his attacks. She lures SpongeBob in by whipping out his license but when he gets close, she steamrolls over him and does so another four times before slapping him with a Failing Grade. Before she can inflict more damage, the stage hazards start to kick in literally as she gets run over by various cars taking their driving tests. This leaves her open for a Spinal Tap. SpongeBob unclothes himself to reveal his red beach thong, he dismounts from the diving board and dives right into Puff's spine before catching and drilling her with a brutal pile driver to the driving course below. Puff tries to blow his next attack off by exhaling her hot air at him again but SpongeBob expands his body out in order to ride the hot air. The air blows through his pores and holes, creating a melody that attracts the attention of the jellyfish, who all swarm in and sting Puff mercilessly. SpongeBob then rushes and stomps her into the pavement with his right foot. This is enough to finally make Puff admit defeat.

French Narrator: FINISH HER!

SpongeBob grabs her and throws her in the passenger seat of a boatmobile. He takes control of it and backs it up furiously into a nearby lighthouse, which cause Puff to inflate in pain until she pops from the pressure.

French Narrator: SpongeBob wins! VEHICULAR MANSLAUGHTER!

The scene cuts to an ambulance arriving on the scene to carry Puff off on a gurney.

SpongeBob: Guess we should get used to calling her Mrs. Pops now. DAHAHAHA!

The ambulance's sirens blare as it speeds away.

French Narrator: GET READY FOR THE NEXT BATTLE!

Stage 4: Jellyfish Fields

The scene opens up to SpongeBob arriving to Jellyfish Fields, where Patrick just stands there doing nothing but staring off into space at the opposite direction.

SpongeBob: Uh, hi Patrick!

Patrick snaps out of his stupor and turns back to SpongeBob, wiping the drool from his mouth.

Patrick: Hiya SpongeBob!

SpongeBob: So whatcha doin' out here without a net?

Patrick: Ahh nothin', just waiting on this so-called tough guy to show up.

SpongeBob: Tough guy, huh?

Patrick: Yeah, they say he already made his way through three matches of the Krusty Kombat tournament. Well, I'm here to put a stop to that!

SpongeBob: Oh, you don't say?

Patrick: If I do say so, myself

SpongeBob: Get real, Patrick. It's amazing enough you had the leg strength to carry yourself all the way here, let alone land a kick on anybody or anything.

Patrick: Well that's what you think, SpongeBob SuperiorPants. I can do some kicking, and I'll prove it right here, right now while I wait for Mr. Tough Guy to show up! You know, ever since you pulled that stupid spatula out of that stupid grease, you really think you're something special.

SpongeBob: That's because it does make me something special, Patrick! I did what no one else was able to do.

Patrick: Doesn't sound like much coming from a guy who can't even lift up a twig with two marshmallow on it.

Patrick proceeds to demonstrate his strength by doing just that.

Patrick: See?

SpongeBob: Grrr...well that's saying a lot coming from a guy who has done absolutely nothing longer than anyone else, and even has a pity award to show for it!

Patrick: That's it, that TEARS IT!

SpongeBob: What? Tore a muscle there, Pat? Well congratulations, you've actually done something with your life and you've literally blown it. Should've known lifting a stick was too strenuous, especially for you.

Patrick takes a lemon out of his pants, rips it in half and plants both halves on his eyeballs.

Patrick: UUUHHHGHH! AAAAAHHHHHGG!

SpongeBob assumes his stance as Patrick breathes heavily in anger.

French Narrator: FIGHT!

Patrick charges at SpongeBob, whirling his arms around like a madman. The strength behind the surprise flurry manages to knock SpongeBob into the air, who then crashes back down hard. Patrick runs back up, jumps in the air and nails a Five Star Frog Splash, flattening the sponge below him under all that weight. SpongeBob gets back up right as Patrick Cartwheels towards him like a shuriken traveling on the ground. SpongeBob sidesteps him and lands a carefully timed punch to the gut as cartwheels on by, knocking Patrick on his back. SpongeBob follows up with chops and karate juggles as Patrick is down, but the seastar's weight proves to be a factor by not allowing SpongeBob to juggle and barrage him in the air with ease. Patrick just plops down on his opponent and rolls over as he comes to. Patrick sizes SpongeBob up, gathers his strength and charges 

Patrick: AND HERE COMES THE GIANT FIST!

He echoes out as he sends SpongeBob flying back with a punch of pure, concentrating energy that obviously hasn't seen much use in years. As SpongeBob rolls helplessly on the ground due to the momentum, Patrick charges forward to land a dropkick, but SpongeBob manages to kip up and away from harm as Patrick misses and slides right under him. Patrick gets back up and charges right into a bubble bomb blown from SpongeBob. SpongeBob keeps the bubble bombs coming to keep Patrick at bay, but Patrick fires back with some coconut that prove to be stronger than his bubble bombs as each one overwhelms every bubble bomb SpongeBob sends at him. Patrick manages to get in two coconuts on SpongeBob's head, disorienting him. Patrick beats him around some more until SpongeBob snaps back into it and gets a Leif Ericsson in on Patrick, which sees SpongeBob put on a Viking helmet and headbutts Patrick into the air, blowing a bubble to propel himself up with him

SpongeBob: HINGA

He then headbutts Patrick even higher a second time, blowing another bubble to ascend even higher. The two bubbles he blew turns into floating bubble bombs

SpongeBob: DINGA

Before shifting his body into a spatula and swatting Patrick down, crashing through both of the blown bubble bombs on the way down, and flattening him against the ground.

SpongeBob: DURGEN!

The impact of the special attack leaves Patrick no other choice but to eat defeat.

French Narrator: FINISH HIM!

SpongeBob waits for Patrick to get back up to his feet

SpongeBob: What's the matter? Can't catch up, Tubby?

Patrick: We'll just see about that!

This goads Patrick into a foot chase with SpongeBob outrunning him. SpongeBob then takes refuge inside a Jellyfish hive as Patrick tries desperately jump up towards it, but he can't even get one foot off the ground. Patrick collapses to the ground from the overexertion, holding his chest.

French Narrator: SpongeBob wins! PITY!

The scene cuts to SpongeBob still in the hive.

SpongeBob: Well that's over. Back to story mode matters!

A swarm of jellyfish re-enter their hive.

SpongeBob: Greetings, comrades! 

Jellyfish: AMERIKANSKAYA!

The jellyfish all sting SpongeBob as a mysterious figure watches on, looming in the distance.

[Shark Tale]

Reminder: Tonight at 9 PM EST is the deadline to submit an entry. 

[abisert]

Finally made it. I hope you guys enjoy it. 

Spoiler

https://vimeo.com/170859744

 

 

 

 

 

 

Edited June 15, 2016 by Weasel

[So Sejima]

 

Note: This takes place directly after Married to Money, so spoilers ahead if you didn't watch that yet, sorry in those cases

Episode 1: After the "Honeymoon"- Plankton’s Point of View

“I can’t believe my genius plan fell flat like that.” Sheldon thought. “That’s the second time this week my plan failed due to some budgeting problems, first the cheap toner and now I couldn’t get a tear-proof technology for the design. Ugh, at least before I could see my flaws in my plans at a later point, these were the closest to foolproof, I had it around my fingers...or stubs. I had them around my stubby little hands! AGHHHHHHHH! I need to vent to Karen and Spot, they’ll understand me. Well at least Spot. I can’t wait to hear it again from Miss Nags a Lot, I seriously need to reprogram her erratic behavior at points.” Sheldon enters the Chum Bucket doors to dim lighting, and flicks the switch on.

Karen: “I’m just going to get straight to the point here, how badly did you fail this time?”

Plankton: “Is it really that obvious?”

Karen: “Considering you aren’t running in here setting up a parade float for your victory, perhaps it’s finally time to throw in the napkin.”

Plankton: “I’ve considered that considering the financial issues as of late, but I have nothing to do, and I just need to get this off of my chest, where’s Spot when you need him?”

On cue, Spot runs out of nowhere and jumps in Plankton’s arms, licking him.

Plankton: “OK there, easy there fido! I don’t need you breaking anything there, medical bills are going to run this place down, and we’ll have no home.”

Karen: “How did you even get the money to stay up this long without being successful, I mean there’s a world out there besides Chum and formulas y’know, oh and you said you needed to vent about this time right?”

Plankton: “Yeah...well the Sea Bears failed.”

Karen: “To be honest I’m surprised that one didn’t work, mostly because I’ve never heard of jellyfish honey before, only jellyfish jelly.”

Plankton: “Well after that, I questioned his love of money, to the point where Eugene said he would marry it, so that’s what I did with the robot disguise, it was actually realistic as could be considering the weird stuff down here. So what do you think Kare….”

Sheldon is cut off to have his eye looking directly at a laser.

Karen: “YOU MARRIED EUGENE KRABS, YOU ACTUALLY WENT THAT FAR TO BE OFFICIALLY MARRIED IN A HAIRBRAINED SCHEME, TO THE POINT OF MARRIAGE, A SACRED RITUAL ONLY PERFORMED BY COUPLES WHO LOVE EACH OTHER, LIKE YOU PROGRAMMED ME TO DO TO YOU? ALL OF THIS, OVER FOR A FORMULA WHICH YOU HAVE FINALLY WISENED UP TO MAYBE STOP CHASING, AND GET A BETTER LIFE CAREER FOR YOURSELF LIKE WE TALKED ABOUT FOR MONTHS!??!”

Spot whimpers away into another room

Plankton: “BABE, IT’S NOT LIKE THAT! I THINK THIS IS THE LAST STRAW WITH THE FORMULA, I’M DONE WITH IT, BUT NOT WITH THAT KRAB! I broke his heart, and even after doing that I still didn’t do it… I wanna go to him for help, but first off I’ll need a divorce scheduled, and I need you for that.”

Karen: “OH HOW COULD I HELP, AFTER ALL I’M JUST A ‘W.I.F.E., NOTHING MORE AND NOTHING LESS! *Karen starts to cry uncontrollably* JUST PROMISE ME YOU’LL STOP THE FORMULA, AND FIND AN END TO THIS RIVALRY!”

Plankton: “Fine, I will. I still hate him with a burning passion, but for the best of us, I’ll do it.”

Karen: “Wow Sheldon….I never thought I’d hear those words from an idiot like you, but even when we do….how will we get the finances to go forward? We can’t afford all of your equipment anymore, we’ll be homeless!”

Sheldon: “I’ve been through tougher times...I’ll think of a way somehow, my intellect has its’ limits but I’ve fairly earned enough money so far, I can always find a way, I have to!”

Karen: “Well...until you do, I’m leaving to find my own.”

Plankton: “....What did you say?”

Karen: “I’m leaving you again Plankton, I can’t deal with the stress, I’ll find a way to keep contact this time I swear, but this time you’re on your own. I am not your financial advisor, and you’ve spent so much money on the formula, I think you need a help group.”

Plankton: “A help group?”

Karen: “Yeah, SpongeBob gets by without getting much pay. I think he’d be perfect, he’s still naive enough to help you, and I can’t.” *Karen packs up, and is on her way out* “See you sometime soon, hopefuly.”

Plankton: “See you….later.

Plankton went off to find Spot to comfort him, well mostly himself, and he blamed himself for the deep, deep trouble he had dug himself into over the years, wondering how he could ever get out of this without his most trustworthy friend. Mostly because she WAS his only friend, and even though she was programmed by him, his genius of giving her a free will and a sarcastic attitude has finally left him alone with inventions that were useless yet he definitely wouldn’t sell, and a pet that definitely couldn’t help him earn enough money….or so he thought for now.

[CDCB]

Here's a last minute submission. The first part of a pilot for a Pinocchio themed spin-off called "Teenage Mutant Gepetto" in which Gepetto becomes a mutant superhero following a woodcarving accident.

Episode 1

Gepetto was an elderly old man living in a village, carving wooden toys and clocks for the children to enjoy. He was a very lonely old man too, with only his pet cat Figaro, a golfish named Cleo, and a wide variety of self-carved puppets to keep him company. But then a lil' bastard named Pinocchio who always caused shit to go down came along. He started out as an ordinary puppet, but some hot bitch in a fairy costume turned him into a real boy after he proved himself worthy of life. Life seemed to be pretty much perfect for Gepetto until one fateful day...

"My dear Pinocchio," chuckled Gepetto. "Please hold still while I finish my work!" 

"Why?" inquired Pinocchio. He was sitting on the countertop watching Gepetto carve a toy, fidgety and full of energy.

"Because I need to focus," sighed Gepetto. 

"Why?"

"Because I need to get this toy done!"

"Why?"

"So the children can enjoy it."

"Why?"

"Because children like toys."

"Why?"

"Go bother Figaro," groaned Gepetto. He loved Pinocchio very much, but boy did he piss him off with his endless streams of questions.

Pinocchio took the hint and hopped off the countertop to go hunt for Figaro. Figaro was usually rubbing up against Gepetto's ankles causing his socks to fall down, but he wasn't in his usual place today.

"Ah ah ah!" Pinocchio heard a familiar voice call out.

"Jiminy!" Pinocchio said with a startle, so much so that he bumped his head on a table when he jumped. His conscience, Jiminy Cricket, frowned disapprovingly. He knew Pinocchio was up to no good and now that he wore an official badge, this meant business.

"What were you going to do?" questioned Jiminy.

"I was just going to bother Figaro," Pinocchio said innocently. "Father told me that--"

"Mr. Gepetto--err, I mean, your father probably just needed some time to finish his work, Pinnoch. So let's lay low until he's done, okay?" Jiminy smiled hopefully.

"Okay!" Pinocchio said excitedly. He really wanted to do the right thing, but he usually needed Jiminy to redirect him along the right path.

"C'mon!" said Jiminy. "Let's play a game of checkers." 

Jiminy and Pinocchio walked over to a shelf stacked with games Gepetto had carved for himself and Pinocchio to play together. Chess, Checkers, Pinocchiopoly... They had a pretty nice variety of games, but Checkers was their favorite to play. Pinocchio grabbed the masterfully carved checker box and carried it over to a nice quiet place to sit down and play. Unfortunately he tripped over something fluffy on the way there.

"MEEEEOOOWWWW!!!"

Pinocchio lost his balanace and the checkers box fell with a crash. Pinocchio followed next, right into Gepetto, who happened to be making a very precise cut on his latest Mary Lou puppet. Unfortunately, the impact of Pinocchio suddenly crashing into Gepetto's legs caused him to lose his balance and fall to the floor with an elderly thud.

"I found Figaro, Father!" exclaimed Pinocchio, soothingly petting the frightened cat. "Why don't we all play checkers together?"

"Not now, son..." Gepetto said through aggrieved grunts of pain as he clutched his foot in agony. "My foot... I... I'm hurt..."

"Father, your toe!" cried Pinocchio. Sure enough, Gepetto's accident had indeed caused him to make a very precise cut of sorts... which left him without a pinky toe.

"Go find help!" said Gepetto. "Please hurry!"

TO BE CONTINUED...

[Shark Tale]

Welp, the deadline is up. Thanks to all who submitted a story. The winner will be announced tomorrow.

[Shark Tale]

Well, I've looked over the entries, and the winner is...

A TIE! Yes, I could not decide between two entries, so I decided to give the winning prizes to both. The winners are...

OMJ's "Krusty Kombat Story Mode 1: "SpongeBob" Part One" and...

Metal Snake & SOF's "Plankton's Real New Leaf"!

Yes, congratulations to both! If you are disappointed your entry didn't win, don't be upset, this was a tough call. But on the brighter note, you can turn your entries into full-fledged spin-offs/lits, if you wish. Just because SOF6 is ending doesn't mean these ideas have to be dead and buried. But it's up to you guys on that. Thanks to all who submitted something.

[Amphibia]

2 hours ago, jjsthekid said:

Well, I've looked over the entries, and the winner is...

 

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A TIE! Yes, I could not decide between two entries, so I decided to give the winning prizes to both. The winners are...

OMJ's "Krusty Kombat Story Mode 1: "SpongeBob" Part One" and...

Metal Snake & SOF's "Plankton's Real New Leaf"!

Yes, congratulations to both! If you are disappointed your entry didn't win, don't be upset, this was a tough call. But on the brighter note, you can turn your entries into full-fledged spin-offs/lits, if you wish. Just because SOF6 is ending doesn't mean these ideas have to be dead and buried. But it's up to you guys on that. Thanks to all who submitted something.

 

Oh wow...I didn't expected  my entry won. and thanks everyome who liked my likes. It's really means a lot to me. and congrats to @Old Man Jenkins as well.

so yeah, thank you to all

[The Crow]

Damn, this was some stiff competition too. Been trying to get back into the spinoff game for a while and this is a great motivator for me to move things forward, so y'all can definitely expect Krusty Kombat to continue. I'd like to thank the academy, congratulate Metal and SOF for their win also, and give much props to the other entrants. Spinoffs aint dead yet, glad to see a great turnout for this one with much effort put in. Until next year.