as presented by the participants...
"'Once upon a time, nestled high atop a mountain, lived a small rock."
"B-But it was no ordinary r-rock. Th-This rock had long a-ago belonged to E-Elanthia's mightiest earth e-elemental"
"And had plans to grow and rule the confluence!"
"The rock was a humble soul"
"And by humble, we're talkin useless. uhs literally jus uh hunk uhv stone no diffrent dan enny ya see ennywhere else. But fer some reason, everywun thought it was special!"
"The rock often wondered why all the people would come and rub it, cast magic at it, sing to it, leave it offerings. The rock just wanted to sit on the mountain, alone, enjoying time."
"Then, one day, an angry giant came to see this very special rock. It seemed unimportant to him, but a potentially valuable weapon, so he took it."
"The giant stuffed the rock in his pocket for safe keeping until the time was right."
"But something was not quite right, the heat of the giant's body awoke somthing within the rock"
"F-For despite a-appearances, this w-was no ordinary rock. I-Its magic could d-discern between fools and th-the rest. O-Only a fool w-would see it as b-bland, but th-those of keen mind w-would see what it r-really was"
"The rock rode around in the giant's pocket for a very long time, for the giant never took baths and never changed clothes, and he forgot all about the small rock he'd picked up on the mountaintop."
"Until wun day, uh really dumb earth wizard approached da giant. Knowin darn well dat they couldn't fight uh giant dat mighty, they offered MANY sacks of gold to the giant!"
"The gnome plotted and planned, then finally summoned up his mighty tiny courage to approach the giant. Squeakily asking, "Is that a rock in your pocket?"
"The giant had nearly forgotten about the rock by then, but he saw no harm in selling what he saw as a mere pebble to a fool. And so, in exchanget for almost more gold than the giant could carry, he sold it. And the gnome went off with the rock, smirking horribly."
"The rock, being a rock, nestled in the gnome's hand for what seemed an eternity. The gnome would look at it and prod it, and tamper with it, even hit it with a hammer, but the rock being a rock, didn't care"
"But there was more to the rock than simply just being a rock. One night while the gnome was sleeping, it began to glow an eerie dark green and began to slowly grow"
"B-Being no fool h-herself though, th-the gnome was prepared for the rock. H-Her sleep was feigned, a-and she quickly began to chant th-the words to an a-ancient spell"
"But the rock was too much rock for the little gnome and she only lost herself in another world of thought upon the prepping of the spell."
"As the gnome stared off into space, the once-little rock started shaking violently and began to hover in the air!"
"As the rock shook and turned and rolled around in the air above her, the little gnome wizard began to detect specks of glitter flecking from the rock's surface, glowing as they exploded into the shadows."
"The rock floated so high, it couldn't be mistaken for anything ordinary, while the giant had been fooled into trading it for gold bars."
"Da gnome was SUPER uh-cited! His life's work was coming to fruition! He'd surely be a wizard guild master now! A master of masters! MASTERMASTER gnome! He'd tried everythin on dis rock, all sorts of potions, all sorts of magical detections, even blunt force! And now was da BIG payoff!"
"Rubbing tiny hands together, the gnome chanted and scampered about, sizing up the rock every which way. When suddenly, a small set of limbs started to form from the rock."
"The gnome wizard stared at the sparkles flying from the rock and immediately brought all of her considerable power to contain the rock's magic. She struggled and strained, putting everything, even her life force, into the spell. But the rock was more than merely a belimbed thing. He ate souls. And in an instant, the gnome's soul was in the rock, and the rock's was in the gnome!"
"But the rock didn't like gnomish souls, so it spit her out and punted her all the way back to the wizards guild. the gnome, now flying squealed with delight "I have found teleportation!"
"As the little gnome landed with a loud thud soft whispers can be heard, "Oooof, now I need to learn empathy...". Cheerfully the rock came bouncing into the picture to help heal all wounds as a good rock should."
"The little gnome was so grateful for the healing, tha she channeled all her remining mana to the rock. The rock used that last bit of power to complete his transformation into a sparkling pony with a glittering mane, and spent all the rest of his days living happily with the gnome."
"The End."


I got fired from the keyboard factory....turns out i was not putting in enough shifts