The Christmas Story - Ends 15th January

[MissAlice]

Within the Habbo Content of the home page of Habbox you will find Articles written by several Habbox Writers. How would you like to see your story written there? Here is an opportunity for all members to write their very own Christmas Story. It doesn't have to be habbo related. But it must be Christmas related. Therefore your title is "The Christmas Story".

The Prize:-
Your Christmas Story published in the Articles on Habbox home page plus 20 reputation points for the forum and 30 credits of normal furni from the Habbox donations rooms chosen by Habbox.

To enter this competition you must be a registered member of our forum. Habbox is giving all its members the opportunity to enter this competition, click on the post reply icon below.

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Habbo Name: MissAlice
Habbox Name:
Followed by your entry:- The Christmas Story

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This competition will run until 15th January unless otherwise stated. After that Habbox Writers and MissAlice will pick the best entry and the prize will be handed over in Habbo.

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Terms and conditions: To prevent foul play, we only allow one entry for each pc. If more entries are sent using the same pc all the entries will be discarded. You can send in your entry until the competition is closed at some time on January 15th 2005. Please be aware that some competitions may be extended, or even closed early due to the number of entries. The winner will be announced on the site and in this forum and will be contacted by MissAlice to collect the prize. Habbox has the right to close the competition at any time before the competition ending date and the winner will be judged from all the entries received up to that point. Habbox Writers and MissAlice will be judging the competition any harassment or attempted bribery will see you disqualified and could even get you into trouble on the Habbox Forum. ALL Habbox staff are excluded from participating in Competition, unless Competition states they may. This includes trialists who become staff before this Competition closes. Any entries that break the forum rules in anyway will also be disqualified. Prizes must be claimed within two months of the winner/s being announced. Unclaimed prizes will be used again in a future Competition.

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Winner Announced - 25th January 2005
Winner - Painiac

Below is the winner with his 30 credits of furni.

[Jasmin]

Habbo Name: Trixeh
Habbox Name: Lilchloedarlin
entry:

One Habbo Night Trixeh Stared out the window.It was dark and cold and she could see Barkehboy Hitting MissAlice on The nose with a snowball.
How Trixeh wished she could go outside.Then she could show everyone how good she was at snowball Fights.
She stared at her mum,who was decorating the 10 credits tree.She could here her muttering something Like
"God I cant belive he made me Buy a 10 credit tree, Might aswell of decorated the pinapple plant."
Trixeh Looked out her window again a Single little snowflafe came and landed on the snowtopped windowsill.She stared at it as it melted away,then she asked if she was aloud out...
"Please Mum ill wear those new Gloves and My Cosy Hoody and My new Bobble Hat!"
Trixehs Mum spun around,
"You will Not wear that 6 credit bobble hat outside, and your not aloud anyway its far to cold and dark...and wer'e in room 2503 Its a Long walk all the way down the steps and i here the elevators broke!."
Trixeh Sighed.It was any excuse....Then Trixeh looked at the tree.It did look super and trixeh smiled and couldnt wait for christmas tommorow.
Then there was a Knock on the door,Trixeh could see mum was not going to awnser it and she gave Trixeh that kinda...Im Busy awnser it Or else You'll get a slap.. Kinda look
Trixeh rushed to the door and awnsered it.
It was The Present Fairy...Trixeh Stared she was wearing a Fluffy Red Jumper and Sticky up santa hat and a skirt with fluff on the end.
"Blimey"....Trixeh thought "she Must be cold in that!"
"Hello Is Your Mummy Home My Little Habbo." She said in a Rather Squeaky Voise.
"Ummm Yea Sure" Said Trixeh
Trixeh called for Her Mum and she came rushing In.
"are You Mrs Mickson ?" she Asked ?
"why Yes i am. why ? "
" Because You Have Just won a Fantastic Trip To Santa's Very Own Grotto!"
Trixeh squealed ! and started dancing about on the spot.
"My Gawd did we win That raffel ? omg wow ! this is so exciting "
Yeas You'll be going on the 27th Of December.
Trixeh Pushed through The present fairy and started singing habbo rhymes and made Jibbi and Glitterkat and everyone In That hallway come out of there little hotel rooms.
To settle Trixeh down and to get away from The angry stream of the neighbours who were either sleeping or eating Christmas dinner Trixehs Mum Took trixeh down to cafe ole were Trixeh had a Nice cup of Hot chocolate and mum had a Nice cup of Hot Coffee.
After Christmas They went to Santa's Grotto, Saw all The left Over presents which the naughty little habbos couldn't have and all the reindeer eating because of the long journey of all the little habbos in habbo hotel.
"Hay," Said Trixeh "There's Barkehboy's Present!!!!!"
They all Laughed and it was the best Christmas ever.

[8Marcus8]

Habbo Name: 8Marcus8
Habbox Name: 8Marcus8
Entry: The Christmas Story
It was the night before christmas and quiet ran through the house, there were no types of sounds not even a mouse.
And thus on this starry snowy night our story will start,
From begginging to end with a middle part.

The whole family in the house all night they slept,
But little did they know that the elves they crept.
Santa as you know is a very big man,
And he does really try the hardest he can.
But now he's to big to fit down the chimney pot,
So he gets the elves to go down like a shot.
But this time they couldn't go down like a shot,
Because a fire was at the bottom of the chimney pot.

"Oh phooey!" said Minty one of the elves at night.
The family had left the fire on bright.
"So what now?" The other elves did say.
"We'll have to find another way!"

Minty lead all the elves along the rooftop,
This plan he, he knew, wouldn't be such a flop.
They slid down the drainpipe yes thats what they did,
To a window where the christmas tree was near and slightly hid.

"Ok then gang" Minty said to the crowd.
"We're going through the window" He said aloud.
So thats what they did they all slid the window right up,
Then they all went through with the presents tied up.

They dropped off the presents and blew out the fire,
Hoping next time they come the situation wont be so dire.
Then waited for rudolph, the reindeers and saint nick,
To pick them up and take the mick.

So remember Santa isnt the one who delivers the stuff,
It is the elves so give them some luff.
So remember to blow out your fire before night.
Or you might give the tiny elves a bit of a fright.

[miss-t]

The Christmas Story

It was a dark cold night on Christmas Eve; Sally was fast asleep in her bed, the house was silent the only noise made was the ‘tick’‘tock’ of the clock. Sally suddenly woke in fright hearing a thud, she shot out of bed and put her dressing gown on. As Sally quietly crept downstairs she could hear bells, she listened to it for a moment then realised it could be Santa, she hid behind the tree and saw a big, fat man walking towards her with a black bag, she knew who its was; Santa. He bent down and placed a few presents under the tree, Sally whispered “are you Santa?” Santa replied “where are you?” Sally came out from behind the tree. Santa asked Sally “what are you doing there little girl?” Sally replied “I heard a noise and I was frightened” Santa told Sally to go back to bed but she wouldn’t, so Santa went up the chimney but Sally grabbed onto his foot. Santa didn’t realise a thing, until he looked back and saw her sat on the seat. Santa shouted “you have to get back home you can’t stay here with me I’m too busy!” Sally yelled “yes I can I promise I won’t be any bother.” Santa said “o.k. then.” And off they went into the night sky, as Santa was delivering presents in houses sally fell asleep then when he came back she would wake Santa exclaimed “that was the last house, would you like to stroke my reindeers!” “Of course” screamed Sally .She stroked Comet, Cupid, Vixen, Dancer, Prancer, Blitzen, Dasher, Donder and Rudolph she was amazed. Then they got back into the sleigh and flew to Sally’s house he tucked her into bed and with a click of his fingers he was gone, Sally fell asleep. The morning after Sally rushed down stairs, her mother and father were sat on the sofa, she unwrapped the smallest present, it was a box she looked inside the box; and there was a bell with a note, the note read this:
To Sally,
I hope you have a merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year, did you enjoy the
ride last night this is a bell off Rudolph’s
collar seen as you liked him the best.
Love from
Santa
XXX

[Pulchritudinous]

Habbox name: .x-aimee-x.
Habbo name: .x-aimee-x.

Christmas Story

Chavo the dog sat on a red pod, begging Aimee for some dog biscuits, "A fish will do, anything master, I'm so hungry".
"No you little runt, how dare you ask for food" Aimee shouted, "But Miss, it's Christmas Eve!".
"Do I look like I blimmen care, shutup or I'll take you to Club Massiva and and throw you out the window".
Chavo screamed and crept behind the teleporter.
Aimee bought her Christmas tree, and put it in the middle of the room, Chavo gasped and squealed as he was so excited to see such a pretty tree, Aimee grabbed a baul-baul off the tree, and threw it at Chavo's head.
He grabbed a piece of tinsel and clung to it screaming, the neighbours heard this, and they called the RSPCA, while Aimee dug into her turkey, chuckling at Chavo, the RSPCA stormed in with the police and arrested Aimee for animal cruelty, and put Chavo in the dogs home.

The next day, the 25th, a kind family turned up at the dog home to buy a dog, they fell in love with little Chavo and took him home for Christmas, he had dog biscuits and a rubber ball, and he had the best Christmas day ever.

[Painiac]

Habbo Name: Painiac
Habbox Nameainiac

*!*i*!ThE ChRiStMaS sToRy!*i*!

Twas a fine winter’s evening and all seemed ok except on the normally quiet Button Line Way in the middle of Twicksham. Paul couldn’t sleep… there was noise all around.
Across the road, the Carty’s were still partying just like they had done for the past week. There damned rap music thumping straight through the walls and into Paul’s ears. He didn’t like Robert Carty. Robert Carty was a bully and last year Robet Carty stole Paul’s brand new car and then he dropped it into the muddy puddle so that it wouldn’t work. Paul hated Robert. He hoped all he would get was coal tomorrow.
But that wasn’t all the noise; no, that wasn’t half of it. There was Horace, Paul’s mum’s cat. Horace was horror, from his ginger ears down to the tip of his black tail. Horace wouldn’t stop singing. Paul wasn’t even sure if Horace knew what he was singing but he knew it was an awful song.
Then if he managed to ignore the rap and the cat he would be stuck with Tracy. Tracy was a baby who lived next-door. Paul liked babies, how they gurgled and giggled but he couldn’t stand it when they cried. He couldn’t cope with the decibels of high-pitched squealing and the way they crumpled their faces as if to paint a picture of their problem with the wrinkles that formed when they tensed their muscles.
Paul was just getting to sleep… wait… what was that? He was sure he had heard it, or was he? He got up and pulled on his slippers and dressing gown and grabbed his tennis racquet. He opened the door ever so slightly. Oh no! It creaked; the person must have heard them. Paul’s mind was all over the place, since when was there a person? It could’ve been anything. He opened the door, fully this time. He stepped out onto the landing; it was colder than in his room. The chilly air formed goose-bumps on his arms. He turned the corner and crept down the stairs. He looked into the kitchen where he saw a plate and a half-full glass on the grey polished side. He couldn’t see what was in the glassso he carried on down the hallway when he came to the living-room door. He saw something move and jumped into the room screaming. The person panicked and held up his arms as Paul swatted him with the racquet. The man fell to the floor and laid very still. Paul looked closely to see who it was.
To his despair it was a man in a red suit, with a white lining. Paul began to cry. He had killed Santa. He buried his face in the sofa and wept. The he looked up. The person was gone; Santa was gone. Paul went back to bed and hugged his duvet as he tried to fight for sleep. He won the battle and was soon dreaming.
When he woke it was Christmas morning. He rushed downstairs and saw his family opening presents, he joined them and they spent their day as a perfect Christmas day should be spent. By 9 o’clock that night, Paul was exhausted. He traipsed up the stairs and almost fell into bed. He put his hand under his pillow when his hand touched something. He pulled out an envelope and opened it excitedly. He pulled out two pieces of paper. One was a medical bill for £138.82 and the other was a short note which read:


Dear Paul,
Incase you're wondering what this bill is about; you did the damage, you can bloody well pay for it!
Mr. S. Claus

[Derek2004]

Habbo Name: Derek2004
Habbox Name: Derek2004

Since you figured out that I copied, and i'll admit it i'll make just make one up and I bet you that it will only take 5mins.

Christmas Story

Santa clause went down the chimney, he went into the kitchen of the house, he tried to find a knife and finally got one. He went upstairs where the kids and parents were sleeping, he took out the knife stabbed em all and ate their human meat for breakfast. He continued to do that for the whole town. That is how santa clause got so fat. I'll tell you a secret, santa clause uses human bones to make the toys, for you little kids out there i'm warning you. Make sure your chimney is shut tight or SANTA CLAUSE will come in and murder you + eat you.

Anyways Santa clause usually eat the kids and the husband of the family and saves the girl for last... After santa clause has fun with her. Maybe Santa clause is gay. We don't know... If you are missing a member of your family after x-mas I can tell you one thing. Santa clause kidnapped the person. Or maybe by the time you realize someone is missing it will be too late! She/he is dead.

Santa Caluse owns you all

Note : Hope I don't get banned for this.

[kind-lady]

Habbo Name: Derek2004
Habbox Name: Derek2004


Christmas Story: The Santa Runaway


Dawn came early that winter's day, as Christmas dawns do, for habbos anyway. Rubbing weary eyes, jumping out of bed, clearing out cobwebs from sleepy little heads. Waking up their parents from a warm winter's sleep, looking out in the yard, fresh snow… a foot deep. All the little habbos of our little town were up and about, all running around. Then down with a shout and a giggle of glee, to the hearth, and stockings, and the big Christmas tree. But all of a sudden they stopped with a stare, for it looked as if Santa had never been there. The tree was still bright with lights like before, but there were no toys or presents on the old wooden floor.

The habbos were quiet, some started to cry, they all were confused, their tears asking "Why?" The hobbas told the habbos there was nothing to do, there were no Christmas presents, but why? No one knew. So they all had their breakfasts but none ate a lot, then all left for church at ten on the dot. When they got to the church, the pastor seemed bright, but he sensed right away that things weren't just right. After all had been told his arms opened wide, and he hugged one and all as he walked them inside.

His sermon that day was special for sure, and as for the doldrums, it seemed the best cure. He reminded them then the reason they were there, and he told them that Christmas was A BIRTHDAY AFFAIR. He told them that birthdays were times of great joy, when we give our friends gifts like clothing or toys. He told them that Christ was today's birthday boy, and that them being there would bring him great joy. He told them the story of the first Christmas night, Of Derek and Joseph and a star very bright. He told them to be happy, to sing! To enjoy! He told them that Christmas was much more than just toys.

The hobbas just listened, and the habbos did too, and began to understand, and to feel better too. And a Christmas without toys was really not bad, especially when they realized all the things that they had. So they finished the service, and jumped in the car, And rode home to have the best Christmas by far. And when they got home Christmas was complete, for Santa had been there, on their very street. To all he left presents, and smiles broad and wide, and a little white envelope, with a message inside. Then papa and mama and the kids gathered 'round, and while papa read the note there was no other sound.

i dunno

Edited By MissAlice - Competitions Manager
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[JustinJM]

Habbo Name: JustinJM

A Christmas Story

That time of year was coming again. A time of snow, decorations, presents, trees, ornaments, lights, snowmen… Christmas was coming, the most exciting time of the year. Brian, a ten-year-old child, was waiting for Christmas to come all year. Brian was a very giving person. He would always help a friend in need, donate to charity, or even hold giveaways. Christmas was Brian’s favorite time of year because it was part of the “season of giving”. Every Christmas, Brian would give most of his unwanted items away. But this year, Brian wanted to do something very generous.
Brian woke up on the twenty-second of December to a cold morning. It was time to start planning his great event.
“Father,” Brian asked, “may I wander out around the neighborhood? I want to start the greatest charity I have ever planned.”
“Of course,” his father replied, “but make sure you get your jacket. It’s freezing out there!”
Brian gathered his belongings: a thick jacket, a pair of boots, gloves, scarf, and a large bag. He walked out the door and began his journey.
Brian decided to start advertising his charity at the end of his street (the house on the corner). Brian knew that the residents who lived there were very generous. He walked up to the front porch and rang the doorbell. A woman opened the door.
“Excuse my intrusion,” Brian began, “but I am holding a Christmas charity. Would you be so kind to donate at least one toy to the charity? I would greatly appreciate it.”
“Why, of course, Brian!” the woman responded. “You are a very nice person. I’ll be right back.”
Brian waited for about two minutes. The woman came back bearing a toy truck. The truck was a bit dusty, so it must have been in their family for ages. Brian put the truck in the bag and thanked the woman.
Soon, Brian repeated this process throughout the entire street. Already, his bag was about half-full of old toys and accessories. His plan was going well.
By the end of that day, he had finished most of the neighborhood. He collected so many toys; he had to gather about four more bags!
The next day, the surrounding neighborhoods had heard about this charity. People gathered around Brian and his bags to donate their old belongings. Over five hundred people had come! Later that day, Brian had decided that his charity had lasted long enough.
The next day, December 24th, Brian took all of his bags full of toys (with the help of others, of course) to a large orphanage. This orphanage held more than one hundred children, who all wouldn’t have all of the toys they had wanted for Christmas… until now.
The children gathered around the door as Brian entered the room. “Children,” Brian announced, “I have started a charity for this orphanage. All of the people in this neighborhood and the surrounding neighborhoods have helped by donating to this charity. There are now enough toys for everyone in this room. Have fun, and Merry Christmas!”
The children of the orphanage cheered for Brian as they ran toward the bags to get their toys. That day, Brian had felt very good about himself. This was, in fact, the best charity he had done in all of his life. After all, it was the Season of Giving!

[Hippygurl101]

Habbo Name: Hippygurl101

The Scammer that ruined Christmas.

One Night as Zach was finishing off his twinkling tree; he looked at the poultry presents under the branches and wished he could offer his family so much more. He sat by the lodge fireplace praying for the rarest of Christmas miracles when suddenly a bolt of lightning preceded a dark fairy entering the room with playful smile. He leaned against the fireplace looking long and hard at Zach.
"Wanna make this a Christmas to remember huh? You know what you need, Free credits. It will really lighten ya mood and I’m just in the position to help you."
"Really!" he replied excitedly
"Yeah well I mean there’s the small matter of borrowing ya pass so I can drop em in but then you got the world at ya feet."
"Really, Wow I cant believe this.. Here, Here’s my pass, Take it and god bless." and with that the shadows lifted over Zach’s figure by the fire and he fell asleep dreaming of what the morning would bring.

The next morning Zach awoke and could hardly control his excitement, waking his family they ran to the front room to see what was left there.But rather than brimming with gifts for all they found it empty and barren. Even the tree was stripped and lying on the floor. Suddenly they heard a malicious laugh behind them and found the dark fairy with dirty grin playing on his shady face. "There’s a fool born every minute, Enjoy your holiday losers" he remarked snidley and with that he disappeared leaving behind an unsettling atmosphere.

But all was not lost, the fairy may have stolen their gifts, their money, but he didn’t steal their spirits. They Learnt, Zach more than anything, that material objects didn’t make them have a better Christmas but as long as they were together and they shared this experience then that was what really mattered. Merry Christmas Everyone