"Original characters are probably the most difficult thing to create in any story. Working with established characters, you already know what they are like. But when you create someone new, there is an extra challenge, to make a character that people care about. It's almost impossible to create a character that people will truly worry and care about, but some people have been able to do it." Jason just smiled. "And our special presenters here will tell us just who won for Best Original Character."

"Tonights special guests are two of my favorite fangirls." grinned Matt. "You know you've seen their art, pics like 'Smug' and 'Saint Stoppable'. Everyone, do me a solid and give a round of applause for Ivymae457 and Minnesota Mutt!"

Ivy came skipping out in her mission clothes, red streaks through her dark hair. Muttly bounded out beside her, silver-grey fur shining, cute little tail wagging, in her canine avatar. A fedora was cocked jauntily on her head.

"I can't believe I let Matt talk us into this..." Ivy began, rolling her eyes at Muttly.

"Ruff!" replied Muttly. She turned to glance at the weirdo redheaded guy, growling a bit.

"Papa Smuff has his ways..." smirked Matt.

"Please, whatta dork!" moaned Ivy.

"WUFF!" said Muttly.

"Anyway, the nominees for the Best Original Character are..."

Kara Fang, by Hobnob-rev…

Shia whirled and her right hand snatched up her Katana. With a hiss, the blade unsheathed and she slapped it down on Kara's desk, the noise echoing around the room. "You lie!"

"No, that is the truth." Kara sat cautiously. "How much did you hear then?"

"ALL!" Shia snapped, both of her hands slamming onto the wood. Her eyes blazed with anger. "How could you lie to me? ME?"

"As I recall, I have never lied to you … not in the strictest sense." Kara sighed, a quiet sound that had Shia staring at her in disbelief. "I am sorry you listened to me in there. It must be very confusing for you."

"Confusing?" Her sister took one step back, hands trembling. "I am not confused, Kara, I am angry! You killed her!"

"Our mother? Kara leaned back in her chair, steepling her hands. So, she finally knows. Perhaps for the best. "Yes." "Yes, I did. And do you know why?"

"Why? You are trying to explain why you killed our mother?" The trembling hands slid up to tug gently at blond hair as Shia stared at Kara in absolute horror. "You are actually, standing here, trying to excuse-"

"She was never my mother!" Kara hissed violently, her own eyes turning to slits. "She birthed me, she was a womb that produced me! Nothing more! When I was two, she left me in the care of my father and he hated me! Hated me! He threw me into a orphanage a few months later, may he burn in hell! But she abandoned me! So, yes… I killed the woman who birthed me, threw me away and betrayed me! She deserved it!"

"That is not the woman I knew!" Shia countered, her own eyes burning. "She loved me! Cared for me! The woman you talk about was not my mother!"

"And yet, she was! So who lived in a dream world Shia? You or me?" Kara slid from the seat and carefully made her way around the desk. "The woman we both knew was a liar and a thief. A con artist who used me to draw money from the Jade! A person who then used you to perform con tricks for her! How do you know she loved you? How? Maybe if you just took a step back, you would realise that when I killed her, I did you a favour!"

Lacey Lipton, by Bubbahotek…

Ron complied with the request, he took a seat next to her and opened the root beer and handed it to her "So…how's things going…today." Ron said awkwardly, he didn't have a clue as to what to say.

Lacey took a drink of the root beer, "I've been better, this is good stuff." She said holding up the bottle. Ron smiled and nodded. "Ron, I'm dieing, I'm off the pain medicine they've been giving me to keep me doped up. I want to be aware of things and to say goodbye to people I love before I go."

Ron's hands were shaking, "Are you in pain now?"

Lacey nodded, "The large doses I've been getting make it feel like every cell in my body is on fire."

Ron shook his head, "I...I don't know what to say…do, do you know when…umm…." He couldn't bring himself to say it.

Lacey nodded, "Soon"

Ron nodded and started to break down. He slid off the bed and onto his knees and bawled, he could not help himself. Lacey reached over and played with his hair, "Ron its ok, I'm ready to let go now, I need you to be strong for me."

Ron looked up from the bed with eyes full of pain and sorrow, "I don't want you to die Lacey, you filled an emptiness in me, made me feel complete, like I was worth something, kept me from becoming angry and bitter, you accepted me…I don't want to lose that."

Lacey reached out and took his hand, "Ron…look at me." Ron turned his head up, "See if any of this makes sense…When boys are little they all think they are great ballplayers or leaders and very few if any are. When girls are little they all think that the parents they live with aren't really theirs and that their parents are really kings and queens and that a knight in shinning armor will come and rescue them…"

Lacey stopped for a moment and took a drink of the root beer. "And very few if any of these girls actually meet a knight in shinning armor. Ron you were my knight in shinning armor, with you I got to ride on a motorcycle and go to a club and go out on dates and go parking…Ron with you I got to live."

Ron looked down at the bed, "I'm n…no knight in shinning armor." He told her with a smile.

Lacey nodded, "You are to me Ron…You'll go on and have other girlfriends and do great things…Just promise me that you'll always remember me."

Ron smiled, "How could I ever forget you." Then he got up off his knees and gave her a soft kiss.

Ray Beam, by G-Go…

"Something like that, Ray knew, could seriously damage a person, so he decided the best angle would be to play the caring boyfriend. He practiced sounding like one in front of a mirror and was pleasantly surprised to discover he was pretty good at faking sincerity. When he wanted to, he could sound like an attentive listener. In fact he experimented with a few women, and got so proficient at it, he began timing the hours between the point in which he introduced himself to a woman, and the minute she told him she loved him. His record was 36 hours, but he didn't really count it officially. That one had some serious emotional baggage and was looking for the right man to save her from the misery of being herself. Pathetic. Last he'd heard of her, she'd taken her own life. Whatever."

"And the winner is…

Kara Fang, by Hobnob-rev!"

Shego sitting in the front row of tables, just scoffs. "Okay, if this guy hasn't rigged the awards, I don't know who HAS! I mean, Kara Fang? How scary a name is that? Oooh, look at me… I'm all fangs and-"

Hobnob-rev approaches the podium quickly, keeping an eye on Shego even as he greets Ivy and Minn. "Okay, right… this is getting embarrassing. Thanks to all those who voted for me in the polls for best original character. "

"Oh, that's original…"

"Could you keep the green woman quiet? Thanks."

"Oh, you are SO dead… so, SO, dead!"

"The origins of Kara as a character came about very early on. Obvious really when you think about it. As she would be the… well, lynchpin of the whole fiction, and also the dark reflection of Shego's own personality, I had to develop her first and foremost."

"Well, doy!"

"Originally, Kara was designed to be Shego's older sister… someone even more warped than Shego is in her morals. She originally had no intention to join Hego and the like, and she would have been the one that Shego ended up fighting on top of the skyscraper, not Detonhater. But then I decided that I didn't want her to be Shego's sister. What would be the point? We know she has siblings, and it added nothing new to the character in the fiction. I needed a new angle."

"Oh, this should be good. How I made a two dimensional villainess by Mr 'Shego and Kimmie sitting in a tree!' over there!"

"It came while I was watching a TV programme about oriental beliefs, in particular about Yin and Yang. I had already decided that Kara would be Shego's darkness, something that we have all seen when she is truly enraged in the show, given free reign and a body. Kara is, in essence, the rage, anger and hatred Shego feels towards the world… and what makes her evil in my opinion. What you see when you look at Kara Fang, is Shego without any morals, her own beliefs or good streak-"

"What good streak? I don't HAVE a good streak! I'm evil and proud of it. Evil… that's me! So evil!"

Kim just laughs from her table. "What about all the times you've helped me then? Or had a chance to take me out, only to end up tying me to a conveniently escapable wall?"

"Evil villainess rulebook! Always let your nemesis have an escape route or leave one piece of equipment they need to escape."

"Oh, bull, Shego… That's bull!"

"No, I swear Kimmie. It has nothing to do with respect and certainly nothing to do with me not really wanting to see your cute ass getting kill… Damn it, I did it again!"

"May I continue?" Kim and Shego both shoot death glares at Hob, who swallows. "Thanks… The rest of her past was easy. With Yin and Yang in my head, I decided to make her oriental… to add flavour to the character by making her also a good foil for Yori (who I wanted to have as a second opponent for Kara). I needed to have her woo Drakken, and that meant power… Kara would go for evil, like Shego, but with no morals, I decided to create my own super criminal organisation and hence, the Jade were born."

"This guy lives in his own little world…"

"I'll say… and… why am I agreeing with everything you're saying, Shego? I'm a hero… I should be defending him!"

"Well, maybe it's to do with his fiction involving us playing hide the pretzel, Princess…"

"Will you stop with that?"

"Make me!"

"I could go on and on about Kara's torture skills… but then she had to have those to break Shego."

"WHAT? I break for nobody! Especially with a name like Fang!"

"Anyway. Thank you all for enjoying Kara Fang. She is a twisted, ruthless and evil piece of work whose one goal is to make Shego suffer, before killing her as painfully as possible. I rather like her as a character, no matter how psychotic she is."

"Kimmie… just one little plasma ball?"

"NO!"

"So unfair, Princess!"

"Anyway… I'm glad that Kara is up here, in my head… and not real. Or boy, would I end up being in danger over what happens to her at the end…"

Hobnobrev feels a body slid up behind him and notices that Kim and Shego, along with the rest of the audience, are staring in shock. "What?"

A smooth oriental voice whispers in his ear, just as he feels a hand tighten round his neck. "Hobnobrev San? Whoever said I wasn't real? And I really think I should discuss the ending with you… for a long, long time."

"Oh… bollocks… first Shego… now you… M… My thanks to all the voters… while I can still speak. I love you all, and someone call security!"

Hob quickly returns to his seat, sweating profusely, especially once Shego rises to her feet, glaring at him the whole while, before heading to the back stage area.

Jason just wipes his forehead, relieved that trouble hadn't broken out. "Man, Kara Fang always gave me the creeps. Did you feel the same… MATT, YOU LEAVE THOSE PRESENTERS ALONE!"

Ivymae457 and Minnesota Mutt go bolting by quickly, glancing over their shoulders briefly to see Matt hot on their tails. "But ladies… I just wanted to give you a smuff demonstration!"

Jason grabs Matt quickly by the jacket as he tries to give chase again, and Matt quickly finds himself restrained. Manchester-Black quickly blocks the way from any further move by Matt. As the ladies head back to their table, Manchester is there to help them calm down from the chase. (Manchester bribed me folks. Remember that the next time you want in, or need a date for this :D )

Jason finally lets go when he's sure Matt won't go running to their table. "While my co-host calms down, let's welcome Smashmouth, with Come On, Come On!"

Walking out of the door
I'm on my way
Can you tell me just
Where I'm going
Occupational skills
Would you give me a clue
What to do cause my
Mind's in motion
Just trying to relax
I find myself on the couch
With big plans
But there's always tomorrow
Is something wrong with me?
Or the way that I'm thinking?

Come on, come on,
And tell me why you're staring
Come on, come on,
It must be what I'm wearing
Come on, come on,
And tell me why it is taking so long
For you to recognize and stop

Another day in the sun
I'm having fun
Feel the heat sneaking up on me
I take a look in the sky
A plane goes by
Is that the reason that I can't breath
I take a look and I wonder why
Why these birds don't fly
It's hard for me to see and I believe
My oh my

Come on, come on,
And tell me why you're staring
Come on, come on,
It must be what I'm wearing
Come on, come on,
And tell me why's it taking so long
For you to recognize and stop

Another day in the sun
I'm having fun
Feel the heat sneaking up on me
I take a look in the sky
A plane goes by
Is that the reason that I can't breath
I take a look and I wonder why
Why these birds don't fly
It's hard for me to see and I believe
My oh my

Come on, come on,
And tell me why you're staring
Come on, come on,
It must be what I'm wearing
Come on, come on,
And tell me why's it taking so long
For you to recognize and stop
Come on, come on,
And tell me why you're staring
Come on, come on and stop