ANSM: Chucky's Challenge - Kisses and Blood

Chucky's Challenge is still on and, tonight, some more contestants will do their best to bring any sense of humanity into the mischievous doll.

On the last episode of America's Next SuperModel, we saw how the Huntress and Mystique fared in this trial. Huntress failed miserably as she got drawn into a battle with Chucky. Mystique knew better and, disguised as Chucky's bride, got an "I love you" out of him.

Back in the main hall of Chucky's manor, a few girls were sitting on the couches, wondering what their strategy should be. Crossgen's Mystic girl, Giselle, was just lying there, letting time pass. She wouldn't be the first to meet Chucky, she needed to learn from some of the other gals' experience. That's when the Huntress walked into the room with a gloomier look than usual. It was obvious her challenge didn't go that well.

"So." Giselle said trying to get the Huntress' attention. "It looks like you already ran into Chucky."

"I don't want to talk about it." Said Helena in response.

"C'mon! Don't be mean. I just want to be friendly."

Helena stared at her with such cold eyes, the room felt like the North Pole.

"Geez!" Said Giselle. "No wonder your book got canceled!"

Giselle's words fell on deaf ears, as Helena walked into her quarters and closed the door loudly.

"Don't pay attention to her," said Squirrel Girl as she was walking out of the hall, "she has this Batman complex going on. One would say she was her daughter or something."

Squirrel Girl continued her path through the manor, planning. She released a couple of squirrels that came with her and they started roaming the house like-- well, like rats. It didn't take long for one of them to come back with a message.

Playing with signs, the squirrels pointed to a bedroom, which had the door shut. Mystique made sure to lock it up to make it more difficult for the other girls to find it.

"Hello--" Squirrel Girl knocked on the door and heard a soft growl on the other side. "Is anybody there?"

"Get me out of here!" A rough and slightly childish voice came out of the room. That was the cue Squirrel Girl was waiting for. Pulling one of her pointy nails, she played a little trick on the lock and it opened, revealing Chucky pinned to the wall. "Get me down of here or I'll hunt you down and eat your guts while you're looking!"

"Ew! Gross!" Squirrel Girl frowned. "You don't even know me and you're already threatening my life. That's a big no-no, sir." She said as she moved closer and closer to the hellish creature. "Now that I think of it, you're kind of cute in your own way. You know, you look like a Cabbage Patch Doll."

"Nooooooooooooooo!" The furious scream came out of the deepest part of Chucky's soul. "I'll drag your soul to hell for this insult!"

"Cut the drama, kid." She sat down close to him. "Here's the deal. You want out, I want something from you. It's nothing personal, really, it's not as if I love you or something, but I do need proof of your affection."

"The only thing you will find is hatred and pain!"

"Look, Chichi-Chucky, can I call you Chichi-Chucky, right? Anyway, look, all you have to do is plant me a kiss and I'll set you free. I don't care what you do afterwards."

Chucky's eyes bolted as Squirrel Girl called him names, but the reddish in his eyes mellowed down as he realized the plan wasn't that bad. "Ok, come here." "Just don't bite me", said Squirrel Girl. "Ok, ok", said the evil toy sighing. And there it was, a big smooch right on Squirrel Girl's mouth. (Eeeeewwwwww!) It didn't take long for her to release him. Two seconds later, the evil doll had ran out of the room.



Chucky arrived to the main hall room, careful enough to go unnoticed and he saw Mystic's Giselle sitting on the couch connected to her iPod. Moving like a hunter after his prey, he handed a short and sharp knife and approached her with a big smile drawn on his face, savoring already what he was about to do. Without any warning, he jumped on top of her and slashed her neck, bathing in her blood and laughing maniacally.

Chocking in her own blood-- Giselle just died!



Are you horrified by the ending of this episode? You better be!
Coming up next, two more girls face this already deadly challenge!
Stay tunned!

CATR won the Twitter Super-Challenge!

I won! I won!

Almost two months ago, SEO Charlie, one of my teachers at the Universidad Interamericana, gave me and the rest of the class this challenge: The one who gets the most followers on Twitter, will get this amazing book named "SEO - Cómo triunfar en buscadores" (something like "SEO - How to succeed in web search engines").

The class wasn't that big (we were just 7 students) and not all of us did participate, still, I won and that's simply great.

If you're still curious, these are the results:

1. CATR's Chris: 251 Followers http://twitter.com/catrschris
2. Gerald: 83 Followers http://twitter.com/fotomorfo
3. Cesar: 26 Followers http://twitter.com/cesarblanco
4. Marianella: 23 Followers http://twitter.com/nelaarias
5. Daniela: 17 followers http://twitter.com/danimose

Thanks a lot to all of you who supported me on this project. I will think of you all when I enjoy this amazing book. (Geez! I'm such a geek!)

Charlie's Last Mission

Up in the sky, a beautiful angel is looking upon us.
Let's make her proud.

Post-It Stop Motion: "Deadline"

From time to time, when I run into a wicked, fun or smart video, I like to post them in here for your enjoyment. I hope you like it as much as I did. It's not mine, but it's worth sharing.

"Curioser and curioser," said Batman at Wonderland

A few days ago, the White Rabbit mistakenly got into the Batcave as it was seeking its home. And Batman-- well, Batman is all about revenge, so, he stalked back the poor little innocent rodent back into Wonderland.

"This place is filled with psychos", thought Batman as he noticed some of its inhabitants. It was inevitable, Batman was at home. Finally, the White Rabbit noticed he had been followed. "Oh, my Queen of Hearts!," and it had a stroke that left an empty spot in the Court.

María Amelia, the Oldest Blogger About to Become a Legend

We interrupt our regular posting for a serious announcement. This is one isn't fiction nor a tease, just in case the tone of this blog sets wrong.

María Amelia, once the oldest blogger in the world, passed away on May 20th this year. She was a dear.

She created her blog when she was 95 years old and kept it on for over two years delighting so many people all around the world with her stories, her recipes, or just her chit chat. Her blog is at:

http://amis95.blogspot.com

Now, I got a message telling me this (the translation is mine):

Hello, Comics All Too Real.

We're a group of people who used to follow María Amelia, the 'blogger granny' (amis95.blogspot.com) recently deceased.
We're working on this project about creating an award named after her, it's goal would be to help the elder to get access to blogs or to just create one of their own. We want to help the elder to adopt the new technologies and assume an active participation in our society. If you like the idea, we invite you to know about us and give us your opinion. This is very important for us.

We'll be waiting for you!

Thanks.

So, I invite you to join this initiative just as I will. Okay, I have a soft spot for old women, they all remind me of my own grandmother, but I still believe this is something good.

Cheers!

"I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date"

In such a rush was the little white rabbit that he fell through the wrong hole, leaving behind a hopeless Alice, whose story became a such a sad loose end.

But so unpredictable was this white furball's story, that he trained real hard to become a crime fighter. Soon enough the world knew him as "the Rabbit Wonder".

Off With Their Heads!

Meet the Queen of Hearts. She's a sweet woman who owns one fourth of the deck and is devoted to play cricket with her loyal servants. Well, she's sweet most of the time, but she's addicted to her tea and when she doesn't have it in time, or whenever she's upset, or bored, she has this knack for beheading people.

Long time ago, during a diplomatic visit to Paris, she noticed her tea to be a little sour, with not enough sugar and her host, a so-called Marie-Antoinette queen, made a joke about cake that rubbed her the wrong way.

Poor Marie-Antoinette and her husband, a man who came from a very unimaginative lineage with everyone bearing the same name, he was number sixteen, both of them got beheaded in a burst of our Queen of Heart's anger.



Legend says she went to the new world and while she was traveling in her carriage, the chauffeur bumped against a rock, depriving our beloved queen of her beauty sleep, unavoidable making her look less than perfect, a wrinkle took form in her forehead. It's no one's wonder the poor chauffeur got beheaded as well, starting his very own legend in the dark roads.



Time passed by and we got to the 70's. There was a crisis of tea at Wonderland and no one could find the right tea for the Queen of Hearts. Heartbroken and with half her emissaries beheaded, she took it on her own to visit Japan, the wonderful land of tea, to find just the right one. She met a Count, a playful man who thought it would be a good idea to hit on the Queen. She wasn't pleased, not at all. And so, Count Blocken lost his head and, later on, with his head on his arms, he became a sworn enemy of the mecha Mazinger. Some say he never got over his love for the Queen of Hearts; this love affair just went over his head.

The age of the Internet arrived and the Queen finally got broadband. She surfed the web with this unending urge to be entertained and she ran into Comics All Too Real. Realizing this blog was about important people, she read and read in a mix of awe and ego, but she couldn't find a thing about her written within these pages. Once again brokenhearted, she yelled "Off with its head!" And this poor blog lost its head and ran headless like a pre-cooked chicken for a few days. Thankfully, our diplomatic staff made an arrangement with her and we promised her an article devoted to her charms. Our head got brought back and we all had our happy ending.



We shared some tea with the Queen, and realizing she was in a good mood, we showed her this movie starring Mr. Bean. She couldn't stand the guy and now she's going back to England with only one thought in her mind.

We couldn't be more pleased.

Death Did Them Part

Today's post is devoted to our dearly departed.

Blame the lack of imagination, the rush to make a post, or the fact that we, at Comics All Too Real, want more visits and it won't happen if we don't bring in new material.

So, here they are:

The Drop Dead Gorgeous

The Drop Dead Squashed

The Eternally Dead

The Not Quite Dead

The Let's-Put-Him-In-Continuity Dead

The Many-Deaths-In-Continuity Dead

The Bigshot-Death-That-Made-The-Newspapers Dead

The Bigshot-Death-No-Newspaper-Cared-About Dead

The Why-Did-They-Kill-Her Dead

The Why-Do-I-Care-They-Killed-Her Dead

To all our dearly departed, we'll miss you.

Until they bring you back.

Dollhouse Renewed! But What About the Actives?

There is going to be a Season 2 for the Fox TV Show "Dollhouse". People all over the net are jumping in joy asking more and more questions, but it looks like we will have to hold our breath for a few months to find out what we want.

Of course, we're not waiting that long.

We tried to reach Echo, but she was somewhat hibernating. That or she had the personality of a carrot on and she couldn't answer the cellphone. That's what happens when a doll reaches celebrity. It goes directly to their empty airhead.

And speaking of no-brainers, rumors have already started about some changes in the story, more specifically, about the Actives. They need a bigger audience and they will try some new tricks to make their ratings grow. We ran into Barbie and after letting her brag some about beating Bratz (yes, she's still onto that), she let out something that might be a lead for things to come. "I'm a doll and I will be in a house that is not exactly the one I took from Ken after the divorce." She was cryptic, that's for sure, but we think she was reading a script. No way she could have thought all that by herself. Still, the rumor is there. Will Barbie become an Active? She does have the wardrobe to fit, but what about the talent? And, no, her movies don't count.

Following Barbie's statement trail, we reached Ken who seemed to have a new partner in life, someone you might already know because of his recent movie-- "Snikt!" Hmph! We're not allowed to mention the name of this new guy, but we can say he does have a metagene--

"So, Mr. Ken," we asked, "do you know anything about Barbie and Dollhouse?"

"I have no clue about her, but I can say that Joss simply loved me. I tried for a part and I blew him away." We were about to make a funny, but his x-boyfriend looked at us even funnier so we remained shut. That's when we found out we're extremely allergic to Adamantium.

"After playing a lead role in the Barbie movies," we said, "it's reasonable to say that you do have some experience in the acting field; but do you really think you're ready for a Whedon show? As an Active, you should be able to display all kind of roles and personalities."

"Talent is my thing, you know." Said Ken as he combed his hair with his hand. "I acted into loving Barbie for years and I performed greatly. I moved on, of course, but my name is still out there. I'm the most famous masculine doll of the world."

"Yeah, sure, everybody knows you-- There are plenty of jokes about you--" The x-boyfriend gave us that look again and we had to remain quiet. Way to get rid of the fun in the interview. "One thing we do have to admit, Ken, is that you really know how to hook up with the rich and the famous."

"That's my thing." He concluded with a smile which, oddly enough, sparkled like a lighthouse in the room.