Meanwhile at the Online Journalists Awards Ceremony…
Everyone held their breath hoping that they would win the Grand Award of Excellence. Every journalist in town was dressed in their best clothes. Some played with necklaces or ties; others ate quickly and nervously; other sat still as if someone pressed pause on a video.
The Grand Award of Excellence was the big time, only surpassed by a Pulitzer. Everyone wanted one. It was glory; it was fame; it was bragging rights; it came with 50 percent off at any Burgerland Restaurant.
The attractive woman in the sparkly dress that matched her sky blue skin walked across the stage. She handed the envelope to the host. The host smiled, tore open the envelope, and unfolded the paper.
“And the winner of this year’s Grand Award of Excellence is…”
I’m glad to see Ronald McDonald and friends return. They give McDonalds personality. It makes it feel like I’m eating at a McDonalds and not some faceless corporate box. I feel like I can say, “I’m going to get McDonalds!” instead of “What does it matter? They’re all the same anyway.”
I hope they keep it going for a long time.
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Sally Pine for her story, ‘Squishy Soul Snatching Slugs from Saturn’!”
The crowd applauded politely. Sally, and those at her table—fellow workers at WAG News—cheered. Sally walked quickly to the podium. The host handed her the award while as he stepped aside so she could speak.
“I’d like to thanks everyone here,” said Sally, “I couldn’t have done it without you. If you all hadn’t been possessed by the alien slugs, I wouldn’t have been the only reporter left to tell the story.”
The crowd grumbled a little.
Sally continued, “I’d also like to thank Megaton City’s own Dogboy for his heroism. None of us would be here today without him. Our souls would still be trapped in those cocoons. I’d also like to thank Brain Walker for creating the weapon that put an end to the invasion, the Salt Shaker 3000.”
The crowd applauded lightly.
“Finally, I’d like to thank—”
Everyone’s Omni-Cuffs flashed red with an alert. “The super-villain Glue has a death ray pointed at the city,” an automated voice said. “He is threatening to destroy one city block every hour until,his demands are met.”
All the reporters grabbed their belongings and clambered towards the door. Each declared how they would get the story first.
Once the room was empty, the host turned to the attractive assistant. “At least we made it further this year,” he sighed.
Super-villains, time travel, alien invasions, government conspiracies, parallel worlds, wizards, monsters, futuristic technology, thrilling adventures, and unforgettable charming characters.
Joe Rover 
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