Disclaimer: I do not own sgt. Frog.
This is the first challenge. Thirty contestants only twenty will make it through.
I love destroying Ocs.
Kululu left his train, holding his bags. Taking out his map he looked on it to see where the gathering place was.
It was a skyscraper in the city. Kululu easy hoped aboard a hovercraft taxi and made it to the lobby of the skyscraper with time to spare.
He sat down on a chair when he entered the skyscraper looking around to see which other keronians were there. Tons of keronians of all sorts of colors, making Kululu feel incredibly awkward and remind him of when he was sent to Pekopon.
"Anyone sitting here?" A keronian who resembled Keroro with glasses, but had a pulsing angry mark insignia asked addressing the chair next to Kululu.
"Yes. And it's not you!" Kululu answered. The keronian gave an angry expression.
"When the host arrives and the show starts you'll be the first to lose thanks to everyone hating you if you have that jerk attitude!" The keronian told him
"Nah. You'll be the first to lose. You look like an idiot. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu insulted. The keronian growled and went to look for a different seat.
Some of the other keronians had seen the display and seemed to be making mental notes of the keronians surrounding them, and who looked tough and who looked weak, since they were all competing against each other.
"Sorry, I'm late guys! We should be rolling soon enough." A fancy looking keronian who had a blue hat a microphone insignia, and peach skin with T.V. antennas slid down the railing to the lobby. "I am your host. Hostustu. Hosting for reality T.V shows has been passed down my family for generations." He stuck out his chest, proud.
Some background keronians had cameras.
"All right. Before the first challenge, we'd like you all to introduce yourself and tell us your job." Hostustu told them. "Who wants to go first?"
"I will! Because I'm going to beat all of you and become God!" A keronian wearing a long haired wig who was a disgusting color of brown-ish green stood up. "I'm Kamimi! And I work at the paper making factory. You losers have no idea how great paper is."
Kululu sized up Kamimi. He didn't look that smart, meaning he'd be no competition.
"My name is Ebibi. I catch shrimp for a living." A red hatted, orange skinned keronian told them.
Kululu decided this one wasn't too tough either.
"…Name's Kuroro. I'm a Master sergeant in the Keron Military." This black keronian wore a dog collar with spikes.
This one looks a bit tougher…He's in the military.
"Buroro's the name. I'm a gangster." A keronian with a jacket introduced
"I'm Akaka. I'm a corporal." A red keronian with a flame insignia pointed to himself.
Kululu decided both looked tough.
"I work in the manga making business. Name's Majojo!" A cute looking keronian decked out in magical girl gear smiled.
That one seems like nothing.
"I'm Sutoto….I-I'm a jewelry maker…." A small black keronian shivered.
"I'm a miner. I AM RAKOKO!" A muscular keronian yelled.
Neither of them look tough. Well, the miner does, but he also looks stupid. Kind of like Giroro. Ku, ku, ku.
"Sushishi. I work as a sushi chef."
"Derpopo. I'm a plumber!"
"Bakaka. I'm a newspaper editor." The keronian who had spoken to Kululu smiled.
Kululu smiled. They were all going down.
"Tatsutsu. I'm a school teacher."
"Bokeke. I work with the aquarium."
"Majeje. I research magic."
Kululu thought of Fuyuki when he heard the last one's job.
Good thing Fuyuki never heard of this contest. He would have begged to pretend to be keronian and get this chance to see all the keronians here. Then when he got farther in this competition he would be dense and confused that it had to do with marrying Mois. Ku, ku, ku. It would have been so stupid to watch.
Who would be stupid enough to enter a competition to see the occult up close and personal after all?
And this competition is pretty stupid. You'd have to be pretty stupid to cheat to get into it...Oh wait...
"My name's Ichichi. I'm a retired war veteran." A one legged, one eyed, peg legged keronian chewed on a straw.
Well, not to bash on keronians with disabilities, but I really love to take advantage of keronians with disabilities. Ku, ku, ku. I'm such a jerk. It's great.
"Yumeme. Therapist." A sort of smoke like keronian told them.
"I'm Nikiki. A novelist." A keronian hugging a book explained
Therapy might be a problem if he applies everything smartly and uses psychology against the other contestants. Novelist seems pretty lame though.
"We're Bobobo-"
"And Fredodo!"
"We're bystanders!" Two grey generic looking keronians called. Kululu anime sweat dropped. What kind of job was bystander?
"I'm Lemomo. I work at a host club." A sparkling yellow keronian smiled. His yellow was a lot more sunshine like than Kululu's though.
"I work in costume design! I'm Suwiwi!" A young keronian with bunny ears smiled
"I work as a real time superhero! I am PAWAWA!" A keronian with a helmet posed
"I'm a private. I'm Rukiki."
"My name's Tochichi. Currently unemployed."
"Jabobo. CEO of Naica. The telephone company." A keronian with a formal suit bowed.
Kululu thought this one looked a bit less stupid.
"My name's Mirara. I work in the military as a lieutenant colonel." A blue keronian with an eye insignia smiled, "Pleasure to meet all you viewers."
Kululu took a mental note of him. A lieutenant colonel was pretty high after all.
"I'm Zoruru. Lance corporal. Do not forget me!"
Kululu forgot anyone was there.
The last keronian besides Kululu walked up. Kululu recognized him from magazine covers, seeing him decked in gloves, boots and a kingly crown.
That's the...Ruler of Keron, huh? Well, not ruler. Prince I think. Not one of the leaders of the military but a sort of figure or figurehead...A sort of idol like keronian. Could be a problem due to popularity but he probably doesn't have much more than that. Like talents.
"You may know that I am Kinunu. Prince of this planet." The kingly figure smiled, "I'm here to win this thing."
No you're not. Kululu glared, but nobody could tell due to his glasses. I didn't even remember we had a prince until you said something, so you must not be that great. Ku, ku, ku. Kululu didn't consider the fact that he just didn't care enough to remember these things.
Finally, it was Kululu's turn.
"Ku, ku, ku. Sergeant Major Kululu. Of the Keroro platoon sent to conquer Pekopon." He smiled as there were a lot of gasps of surprise and very ohhs in the crowd. Keron didn't know how bad they were failing at the invasion, so he could use his leverage as an 'amazing' invader to win points.
The host cleared his throat.
"All right. Since introductions are over, I'm going to introduce you to the first challenge. It's a mission to get your room key, like this one." The host pulled out a room key as an example, "There are twenty of them hidden in this building. If you do not find one in the hour you are given you are going home." He explained, "Anything goes! Even stealing! On your mark….Get set go!" Keronians darted off in every direction.
Kululu stood there wondering about the best approach to find the room key. Taking some parts out of his bag, he quickly whipped up a key detector.
"Ku, ku, ku…Now I just have to follow this! Easy as a bite of curry." Kululu followed his detector and easy found the key under a couch on the 22nd story. "Done." He smiled
"So…I see you have a key." Kuroro, the black keronian with a key hole insignia stared at him.
"Yeah and you don't! Ku, ku, ku!" Kululu laughed at the keronian who he felt had appeared out of nowhere.
Kuroro was not amused, and punched Kululu in the face.
"I'll be taking this." He took the key from Kululu's hands.
Kululu felt darkness. Kuroro had punched hard.
When Kululu awoke some time had passed.
"Crap! How long was I out?" He checked the time and it had been 40 minutes. "Dammit." Kululu cursed, hitting the wall.
Kuroro, while Kululu had been asleep, seemed to have broken his machine. Kululu's parts were back on the first story, so he couldn't possibly make another one. If he went to the first floor, he wouldn't have time to get to the other floors.
Kululu swore again and began his search. But no keys seemed to be anywhere. He kept swearing over and over again. Swearing in laughter. Nobody would be able to tell.
"5 minutes left!" Hostustu's voice echoed. That's when Kululu's genius mind realized where the key was.
"I'm going to introduce you to the first challenge. It's a mission your room key, like this one."
Kululu had no time for the stairs and just used his body to tumble down them. It was painful but it saved more time.
Finding Hostustu with the microphone he went up to him.
"Give me the room key." He told him.
"Hey, hey there. You aren't going to win any points with that attitude." The host laughed.
Kululu made a machine that grabbed it out of his hands.
"I win." He said to himself. He kept the key close as the time dinged ending the challenge.
Everyone got back to the lobby, some with sadder expressions than others.
To Kululu's satisfaction, Bakaka seemed to not have a key, the keronian who had wanted the seat.
"I see twenty of you with keys! And ten without." The host smiled, "And someone actually managed to get the key out of the piranha cage. Good job!"
Mirara smiled proudly to himself.
There was a piranha cage? I thought this challenge was relatively normal.
"You may have found your key or stolen it from someone who no longer has a key, but either way I shall name the ten who are now going home. Please step up front if your name is called so I can play sad music. Sushishi, Ebibi, Tochichi, Pawowo, Jabubu, Kamimi, Rukiki, Bakaka, Bokeke, Tatsutsu, please all come to the front." The host explained.
"No! I wanted to be God!" Kamimi yelled, obsessed.
All ten got to the front and began leaving with the sad music playing. Kululu laughed at Bakaka.
"Now, your first day is complete. Please find the room that matches your room key." The host explained.
Kululu smiled. He had completed the first challenge.
"Thanks for getting me that key. It was much easier to do nothing than search." Kinunu whispered to Kuroro.
"No problem. I stole an extra key off some yellow dweeb." Kuroro answered, "A prince shouldn't really search for such things."
"You're definitely right." Kinunu answered.
Kululu decided to take those two out first.
He headed to his room to plan.
Yeah. You really don't have to pay attention to characters quite yet. Only a couple are important at the moment. Next chapter I'll have a list of all those in the competition if you need names.
I'm thinking of uploading what all of them look like to my devianart too.
Side note that Kamimi was the one my sister created.
Oh, and I'd like to ask, I'm going to be focusing on one story for a little while and I'd like to know if you want me to focus on this, Happy end, or Insanity at a loss. Please vote.