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Are we playing Corrupt-A-Wish? Can I start?
Okay, I wish for a flamethrower.
Wish granted, but you accidentally light yourself on fire and die.
I wish that the weather would cool off here in NE where I am unfortunately currently located.
Wish granted, the entire earth freezes, and all life is extinguished.
I wish to go to Muse Academy.
Granted, but you’re the only student there. Oh, and there are no teachers either.
I wish I had a cupcake.
Wish granted. You now have a poison cupcake, and it’s Aldo a bomb
Poisoned and a bomb? That’s one lethal cupcake.
Wish granted. It’s now -42 degrees F.
I wish that my favorite socks didn’t have holes in them.
Been there, done that.
Wish granted: Your favorite socks no longer even have the holes in which you stick your feet, so their completely functionless. Ha!
I wish that…Cake, I can’t think of anything.
Granted, but the penguin gets you.
I wish for infinite kittens. That aren’t hungry.
Wish granted. There are so many kittens you drown in kitten pee.
Eww.. * grimace* Make a wish, Sudo?
Okay Luna, your house is buried under 12 feet of snow.
Wish granted. You have way, way, way below freezing temperatures. Like anyone who goes outside even with a coat instantly freezes to death.
I wish we didn’t have a calc final.
Granted, now you have two calc finals. And an ugly vampire, without a soul, and no slayer that knows about it!
I wish I could find Buffy the Vampire Slayer online for no cost or viruses.
Uh, I do have 2 calc finals… And what are you talking about? I totally have a plan for attacking a vampire…
Wish granted. You get the crappy movie, not the actual TV show.
I wish school was over already.
Granted, but due to the fact you are not withing the walls of a place of education, a horde of mind eating zombie creatures arrive and eat your mind. And all memory of Buffy The Vampire Slayer. Oh, and they find the entire internet and eat it too.
I wish the next episode of Doctor Who was already out, and I could watch it, and it was in good quality, and it was as amazing as all the other episodes.
Wish granted. Now there are only 4 more episodes in the season, and you will have to wait half a year for the next one.
I wish I can have more time this year to clean the art rooms, including the photography office.
Wish granted. Your art rooms become really gross and you *have* to clean them out.
I wish that I had ice cream. Good, nonpoisonous ice cream mind you.
Oh, that’s fine, they need organizing and stuff anyways. There’s the Design Lab with its Archive Room and office, the Photography Room with Darkrooms and Office, and the Art Room with its Office. They all need maintaining.
Wish granted. You have chocolate ice cream tomorrow at 92 degrees, it sticks in your throat and you taste it all day.
I wish my camera batteries actually kept a charge.
I wouldn’t mind that… I adore chocolate ice cream…
Wish granted. You lose your camera.
I wish I never had to sleep.
Wish granted. Your appearance becomes so delirious that you freak out someone on the streets and that person proceeds to shoot you.
I wish my school year ended last Friday so I could hurry up and get a copy of Metroid Prime Trilogy while they’re still floating about out there.
Wish granted. You scoop up the last one that, miraculously, no-one has taken, bring it home, and begin playing it. Then you realize that the reason no-one had taken it was because it was defective and your gaming platform bursts into a massive explosion, nearly destroying your house, and nearly taking your life. Also, in your haste to take it, you forgot to pay for it, and the CIA, FBI, and Secret Service show up at your house and arrest you because they believe you are a terrorist who knew the game was defective and planned to use it as a bomb.
Wish granted. You get the game and find out it sucks.
But that’s not true…
Muselover… how can it suck? It’s 3 games in one and it’s Metroid, for goodness sake….
I don’t like my camera… it doesn’t have aperture, shutter speed, or good lighting adjustments.
Wish granted. You never get tired, but everyone around you is asleep for half of each of your days, making you lonely and depressed.
I wish one of my math teachers was not leaving in a week….
Granted. Your math teacher leaves tomorrow.
I wish I could become a professional writer now instead of after years of doing a job I don’t want to in order to eat.
Granted, but you are cursed so you only can write sappy best sellers about women who meet tall, dark men who change their lives forever.
I wish I was a flying kitten.
Wish granted. You are torn out of the sky by a ravenous bird of prey of your choice.
I wish I can not do what I thought I could do but be also able to be doing things I thought I could not do while at the same time not eating.
Wish granted. It has aperture…courtesy of Aperture Science.
OK, that was pretty obscure. I don’t know how, but within 3 days I know everything there is to know about Portal.
Wish granted. You have been taken over by the HPBs and made into a cyborg zombie, , so you can’t do anything you thought you could do and have to do their dirty work like set fire to Muse magazines…one at a time, slowly…
I wish my National Geographic and Muse subscriptions were renewed.
Wish granted. You have a life subscription and lose all your pocket money at $80 a year.
Wish granted. You have a linear algebra final instead.
Apples to Apples, anyone?
That sounds hard, though. LIke, how would we deal the cards, and such?
I think you would just pick something. Like, totally skip the cards and do most of the other stuff. (I think there’s a description in the Suggestion Box)
Not quite sure, I saw it on the suggestion box. Maybe someone chooses the ‘green card’ (a.k.a the topic), and then we all put out words (our ‘red cards’), and the GAPAs choose the best Red Card word?
(SFTDP?)
I’ll play! Who wants to be the first judge?
3,4–I thought you were supposed to be corrupting my wish? Nym, I’ve always wanted to get 12 feet of snow. I think it’s Valdez or some such in AK that gets that much, I’ve always wanted to experience that. Cake, that would be awesome.
speller–a bit unpleasant, but…I could deal.
What about mine? I kind of would not like it that much if all life were extinguished…
2.1 (Sudo)–Wish granted, but the Studge Headmasters have take over. you know, E. Coli More Gruel and the like. XD
Idea: How about different games can take place in the nesties, so that we can have multiple games going? After the replied comments get long and unruly, someone can start a new body comment for the game? That just seems more organized.
Nym- I’ll volunteer to be the judge, if no-one else will be.
Okay, do you want to start?
Sure! I’ll make the body post now.
As for me, I wish that school was over and that I had a puppy.
Wishes granted. School is over, but you failed and have to go to Summer School, and your puppy bites your hand and you get an infection that forces you to amputate your entire right arm. Plus your legs, for good measure. And your other arm. And the puppy pees in your eyes, so you’re blind. And it gnaws your ears off.
O.o
On second thought, I no longer want a dog. Ever. *nervous laughter*
I could have had it bite your tongue out, now that I think about it…
Well, thanks for taking my excessive babbling needs into consideration.
25 minutes after this thread is created, it’s on the top threads list. Win.
Apples to Apples: The GAPAs don’t have to choose. Perhaps the judge can choose the green card word. And maybe the first five (ten?) replies get judged.
Granted. You now must go to a summer camp where everyone tries to kill you. And the puppy is evil. I wish for magic powers
Granted. You have the magical power that everything you touch automatically explodes.
Wait, I forgot to wish…
Um… I wish my brother wasn’t annoying?
Your brother died.
That’s really mean! I would’ve said he became mute.
I wish I was at sleep-away camp already.
Wish granted. you were taken there because of a nuclear holocaust that rendered the camp one of the few safe places on Earth, and it’s currently filled with tons of refugees.
I probably shouldn’t reply that that wouldn’t be a bad thing… So tempting.
I’m actually not sure whether it would be or not. Most of my interactions with him are negative, and the question is, whether I would miss the times when they’re not.
Sorry for the horrible PoPo *pays fine* but there are, currently 42 posts on this thread. And, you know, being the geek that I am….sorry for the PoPo.
Okay, so, I will again plead in some way for diplomacy, possibly on an off-blog map. everyone posts moves, someone enters them, then the image of the map is posted by the GAPAs or by one of us.
*seconds*
I wish that I could fly.
Granted, but the FBI monitors you. After years of carelessly flying about, they pull you down to Earth, run tests on you… and make everyone else on Earth able to fly, but not you any more.
I wish that pineapples didn’t exist.
That was rather elaborate. I’d have said, “You can fly, but you can’t land.”
Short story idea- eternally sky-bound man cursed by literalistic genie. Explore problems of eating, social interaction, romance, air traffic.
I would just constantly hover half an inch off the ground. Unless, of course, we’re talking about wing flapping flying, not floating flying, in which case that would stink.
Wish granted. Now they’ve mutated into yellow fruits with metal spikes that assault you when you enter the supermarket’s produce section. Also, they are now called pinegrapes.
Nym, that just gave me an excuse not to eat any fruit. Thanks!
You don’t like fruit??
Not much. Really, it’s mostly apples, cantelope (sp?) , watermelon, sometimes grapes.
*goes off to happy vegetable land*
Granted. I then eat you, because pineapples are one of the few fruits that I have not developed an allergy to recently.
I wish I wasn’t allergic to anything.
Granted. This means you’re not allergic to poison Ivy. You grow up, become an amazing and adored professional musician, (say, at the status of Yo Yo Ma.)One day, you’re playing with a famous orchestra, and the orchestra bus breaks down. You know the area, so you lead them to the concert… right through a patch of poison ivy that causes none of them to be able to play.
I wish I had an Aperture Science Handheld Portal Device.
I wish someone would guess my alter-ego.
Granted. They guess your true name and are correct, and now have complete control of you.
I wish I could have an old-fashioned plaque. With words on it.
Granted. It drops out of the sky as you walk past an old construction site and puts you in a coma.
This is fun. I wish that wishes were fishes and fishermen were rich.
Granted. There’s no more fishermen, because being one makes you rich, so there’s no point in fishing any more.
This is only a bad thing if you like fish.
No! Wait! Granted. All fish go extinct from people fishing them up to get a wish.
Granted. Some evil hacker dude finds your real name and robs you. I wish I was rich, and very lucky
Granted, however, your intellect has been demolished and turned into less than a newborn. You know nothing and are not capable of learning.
I wish that I knew everything, and could survive forever.
I don’t think that would happen to a lucky person….
Wish granted. You go into a coma and remain that way for eternity.
Granted. Your knowledge and immortality make you think you are better than everyone else, you become disgusted with the inferiority of the world and are hated by everyone.
I wish I had a TARDIS.
Granted, but it’s been reverse-engineered into a Paradox Machine that allows the future HPB Empire to travel back in time and exterminate humanity.
I knew that was a risky wish…
Granted. It falls on you.
I wish I had a sweet boyfriend. *sounds pathetic*
Granted. But it turns out it’s just an act put on so he can take advantage of you. (If you want to avoid sounding pathetic, maybe you shouldn’t wish for something like that during a Corrupt-a-wish game)
Wish granted. He’s a gingerbread man.
Well at least I can eat him… (Don’t misconstrue it. He’s a gingerbread man.)
I wish that this wish could not be corupted.
Wish Granted…Wow, that was boring.
But there’s no wish…
Okay. This is how diplomacy might work. Everyone who wants to play should reply and download jdip from sourceforge or realpolitik from somewhere. We can choose a variant they both have that fits the number of people. We make the whole game a set of replies ot this comment. We would have spoiler alerts for moves, and I could be the GM, unless the GAPAs want to step up. I would also play. I would post the picture on the blog and people would reply to that for the next move. Objections/Reccomendations/Joining?
I don’t know. Diplomacy is fun, but when we play it usually ends up pretty cutthroat, and I don’t really want to get involved in that kind of thing on MuseBlog.
I don’t know-I doubt someone would get really mad at someone because it’s online, you know.
APPLES TO APPLES BODY POST
I’m starting a game of Apples to Apples right now, because it seems that a few people want to play. Please make all posts participating in this Apples to Apples game as a reply to this post, or a reply to a reply to this post, etc. (This will just make it easier to follow, and make the thread tidier.)
I just used a random adjective generator and it gave me cultured, so that is our new word.
CULTURED
Can we put what ever we want?
Yep.
Yogurt
The GAPAs.
xkcd
Bacteria.
ToothpasteDouglas Adams. Definitely.Green Day.
So, how are we deciding when to judge? After fifteen replies or so?
I wish that my staple-remover was man-eating.
(If I were granting this wish, I’d probably say it would eat me slowly and painfully, by first eating everything inside of me, excluding the brain and the hearts, left me like that for a few days, and then continued to eat everything else, but I am not granting this wish, so let’s see what it comes up with.)
Granted. It doesn’t eat you. Instead, it eats every other man on the planet. However, all the surviving women now hate your guts because you had the staple-remover in the first place.
S o y o u h a v e m u l t i p l e h e a r t s?
I wish C’s parents could arrange a surprise trip with my parents where they come to our house on Christmas Day for a week, bring C, and don’t tell me or her about it.
They don’t tell you, and for some reason you don’t meet, and you never know C came.
When they were staying at our house for a full week? I find that pretty ridiculous…
More than a nuclear holocaust?
No, that one was even more ridiculous, not to mention somewhat paranoia/fear-inducing and (as Sudo pointed out) uncreative.
Granted, but there’s a nuclear holocaust, and your family is in the bunker, while C and en’s family is blown up.
Lots of nuclear holocausts are appearing on this thread. Be creative.
Fine then. C comes to your house, along with their family. You are completely surprised by this, but there’s one thing wrong.
They came to your family’s house because C was in a car accident.
I wish there was no war.
Granted. That means there’s no pie war. Waaaaah!
Well then, what do the GAPAs wish?
Alternative:
Granted, but everyone it’s because everyone is nonviolent, so Dogbert takes over the world with a butter knife.
We played this game in English on our last day, today. And then, I arranged this movie-watching thing…and I don’t want to talk about it.
This is really a puzzle, not a game, but it’s fun. The object is to transform one word into another by changing one letter at a time to create a chain of real words.
For example, if I said, “Can you change CORN into RICE?” you might come up with CORN-CORE-MORE-MIRE-MICE-RICE. If there’s more than one way to do it, the shorter chain is usually considered more elegant. (That one has four intermediate links.)
Here’s a magazine-related one: Who can change Muse into Time?
How about cromwell to museblog?
Never mind.
That’s like trying to change “Robert” into “Coontz” — no links!
Isn’t this kind of puzzle by Charles Dodgson or someone?
He created a lot of them, but I’m not sure whether he invented the genre.
Muse
Mule
Mile
Mine
Mime
Time
muse
mute
mite
mime
time
Nice! A similar one is
muse
mule
mile
tile
time
I’ve also found some longer ones. Anyone else like to post some?
Here’s a challenging one (word-linking puzzle described in 24). Can you change BUNNY into DEVIL?
Muse
Fuse
Fume
Fame
Tame
Time
I don’t believe it’s possible.
I can do it, but only if I link to “devil” with the word “devis,” an English plural of the Sanskrit word for goddess. Otherwise, I don’t think it is possible.
Bunny to demon isn’t any better. Hm…
BUNNY
FUNNY
FUNKY
HUNKY
HUNKS
DUNKS
DINKS
DINOS
MINOS
MINES
MIMES
LIMES
LIMOS
LIMON
LEMON
DEMON
HA! IT IS PROVED!
Limon is a little bit of cheating because it’s Spanish, but I got this workable solution thanks to looking a lot of partial words up in a crossword puzzle dictionary.
In case anybody is interested in coming up with a better solution, here are my
Dead Ends and Failed Ideas:
HUNKY –> HANKY –> LANKY
MINES –> MANES
MIMES –> MEMES
BUNNY –> SUNNY –> SUNNI
SILOS
LEMAN (archaic for lover or sweetheart) –> LEMON
How about:
BUNNY
FUNNY
FUNKY
FUNKS
FINKS
MINKS
MINES
MIMES
MEMES
MEMOS (memoranda)
DEMOS (demonstrations)
DEMON
?
Ooh! He did it, folks!
Huzzah!
Bunny
Funny
Fun
Sun
Dun
Din
Sin?
The rules I’ve been following don’t allow you to change the number of letters in the words. Of course, there may be other ways to play the game.
Hm…
Okay, I give up now!
Come on. You can do it!
25.1 – Muse-Mule-Mole-More-Mire-Tire-Time? That one’s also similar…
26 – That one is challenging… is Burny a word?
I don’t think so. But funny, runny, sunny, and tunny are.
I looked up that exact same word. XD
How about this one? Change BUNNY into ANGEL. I’m not sure there’s a way to do it, but it looks as if there should be.
Weeping Angel?
Yes, it’s possible. Anyone like to try?
Link letter: none.
BUNNY
FUNNY
FANNY
DANNY
ANGER
ANGEL
I do not know. Time will tell.
All I need is a link between SAGER and AUGER and I’ll have it. SUGAR seems like an obvious one, but curiously enough does not work.
Then there’s the bunnification puzzle: how to turn a MUSER into a BUNNY. (Interestingly, there are several ways to make an HPB into PIE.)
Such as
HPB
HUB
PUB
PUN
PIN
PIE
Can’t think of any shorter ones at the moment…
Bunny
Bonny
Bone-y (As in having lots of bones)
Money
Mosey
Moser (It’s someone’s name, but it’s close. And spellcheck accepts it.)
Muser.
Not the best, but close
Hm, partial credit, if I’m the referee. The adjectival form of “bone” is “bony,” as in “bony fishes.” “Boney” was a nickname English-speakers gave Napoleon, but it’s still a bit of a stretch here. And even though Laurel Moser went to elementary school with me, I don’t think her surname should count as a word for this purpose.
Besides, you’re turning a bunny into a Muser, which is clearly inconceivable.
I looked it up on Google, apparently it’s some mathematician’s name.
And spellcheck accepts it. Of course, spellcheck doesn’t accept spellcheck.
Muser
Muses
Ruses
Runes
Runts
Runty
Runny
Bunny
Excellent!
Spellcheckers are usually good for a few laughs.
Speaking of games, are you ever going to make another move in your chess game with SudoRandom?
MUSE –> TIME
MUSE
FUSE
FUST – apparently it’s the ‘shaft of a column, or trunk of a pilaster’
FIST
MIST
MINT
MINE
DINE
DIME
TIME
SPACE
SQUID
…
Oh god I am terrible at this. I can’t even get a word from space x_x
That’s a really hard one. The challenge is the q, since it kind of needs the u.
I even tried it treated qu as one letter (space–>squids), but couldn’t find a link between slide and skids… Hm. I don’t actually know if that one’s possible.
SLIDE
SLIME
SLIMS
SKIMS
SKIDS
Spade?
Or spice. Or spare. Or spate. But try to get something from squid.
Probably impossible.
Squib or squad, and squad can go to squaw, but then I think you’re stuck. You’ve also got “equid,” a scientific word meaning a member of the horse family, but that doesn’t lead anywhere, either.
The problem is that you need to replace the q, and I don’t think you can.
What if we were to add a rule saying that you may add or subtract letters in addition to changing existing letters? Then, working backward from SQUID, you could make QUID, QUIT, SUIT…
SPACE
SPADE
SPATE
SPITE
SMITE
SUITE
SUIT
QUIT
QUID
SQUID
If we go that way.
Good! “Spade” and “smite” are redundant in that chain, though. How about:
SPACE
SPATE (or SPICE)
SPITE
SUITE (or SPIT)
SUIT (or QUITE)
QUIT
QUID
SQUID
?
Still working on space/squid the original way with no luck
SPACE
SPADE
SPATE
SPITE
SMITE
SUITE
SUITS
SLITS
SLUTS
SLUDS
SQUID
_____
Treating “QU” as one letter:
SPACE
SPADE
SPATE
SLATE
SLADE
GLADE
GLIDE
GUIDE
GUILE
GUILD
….
SUIDS[is kind of a word? Google says maybe]
SQUIDS
—–
STUFF??
GUILE
—
Haven’t got anywhere, but here’s my work so far if anyone can do anything with it. I’m beginning to think it’s impossible.
Taking “QU” as one unit:
SPACE
SPARE
SPARS
SPATS
SQUATS
SQUADS
SQUIDS
(By the way, Jadestone, “suids” apparently are biological relatives of pigs.)
Well that was simpler than I’d imagined XD
Simpler still:
SPACE
SPATE
SPATS
SQUATS
SQUADS
SQUIDS
Hm…
PAPER to WRITE.
Hm. Harder than it looks. (I’m working on a separate file.)
My problem appears to be moving the ‘E’ from the second to last letter to the last letter. It just won’t happen.
Am I allowed to just switch two letters? I can do it if I can do that…
Frown to smile.
Perhaps DOCTOR to TARDIS?
or
TIME
MIME
MINE
LINE
LONE
LORE
LORD
time
tine
line
lone
lore
lord
time
tome
tone
lone
lore
lord
HATE
DATE
DOTE
DOVE
LOVE
DOVE
DONE
DONG
SONG
love
lone
long
song
real
reel
feel
fees
fess
fuss
fuse
fuze
faze
fake
real
deal
dell
tell
tall
tale
take
fake
real
teal (it’s a color)
tell
tall
tale
take
fake
real
heal
hell
hall
hale
hake
fake
Well, tie then. Unless I can prune it down to five.
I’ve found chains for (34) PAPER-WRITE and (35) FROWN-SMILE but won’t post my solutions yet.
Mph. Closer, but not there yet. I’m trying to connect Mites and Trite. I had it until I realized they don’t connect directly.
PAPER
PALER
PALES
PARES
PARTS
WARTS
WAITS
GAITS
GRITS
GRIPS
TRIPS
TRIPE
TRITE
WRITE
Great! The challenge here is to change the final consonant-vowel-consonant combination into vowel-consonant-vowel. Doubled consonants, doubled vowels, and final “s” can be very handy (e.g., PARTS-WARTS-WAITS). Here’s mine:
PAPER
CAPER
CAPES
CANES
WANES
WANTS
WAITS
WRITS
WRITE
But a streamlined version of your chain is even shorter:
PAPER
PARER
PARES
PARTS
WARTS
WAITS
WRITS
WRITE
muse to blog?
muse
mush
push
posh
post
cost
coot
clot (or boot)
blot
blog
muse
ruse
rose
pose
post
cost
coot
clot
blot (or clog)
blog
(There must be many others.)
muse
mush
mosh (a type of dancing)
most
moot
boot
blot
blog
Lovely! I don’t think there’s a more direct route from MUSE to BLOG.
You could go from MUSE to MUST to MOST, eliminating MUSH and MOSH.
Right you are! I noticed that just after posting my comment. So:
MUSE
MUST
MOST
MOOT
BOOT
BLOT
BLOG
That’s got to be the shortest.
Yes, I think it is.
I’m afraid there’s not much we could do with “Selenium” or “Quafflebird.” Or with “Cromwell,” for that matter.
Yeah, I think that would be pretty much impossible. The four-letter word ones are hard enough as it is.
‘The four-letter words are hard enough’.
What’s the difference?
Just commenting on the unintentional (I assume) humor possible from that sentence.
What humor?
I’m guessing he’s commenting on the double meaning of ‘four-letter words’. That is, either the literal ‘words that have four letters’ or swear words.
LIVE
DIVE
DINE
DONE
DON’T
DENT
DEET (It’s an insect repellent)
DEED
DEAD
I’m sure there’s a better one.
LIVE
LAVE (or LINE)
LANE
LAND
LEND
LEAD
DEAD
Notice that in both cases, we changed the “v” first to an “n” (one of the few consonants that can precede “d”) and then to a vowel.
Cat
Cot
Cog
Dog
Easy
East
Hast
Hart
Hard
(26) Here’s BUNNY into DEVIL, allowing myself the questionable word “devis” (Hindu goddesses):
BUNNY
RUNNY
RUNTY
RUNTS
RENTS
BENTS
BELTS
BELLS
DELLS
DELIS
DEVIS
DEVIL
from bake to mill
bake
make
mike
mile
mill
Corrupt a wish:
I wish I had an Aperture Science Handheld Portal Device.
Granted. It turns out to be a bomb and when you try to use it, you get blown up.
I wish I could travel with the Doctor.
Wish Granted, but it’s House.
Granted, but you fall into a living star.
I wish that I was a participant at the Computer Enhanced Aperture Science Laboratories Enrichment Center, testing the Aperture Science Handheld Portal Device
Granted, but it happens after the events of Portal, and GLaDOS is still alive and furious about Chell’s escape. Your test is incredibly hard, cheap, and dangerous, and you end up dying in the first test room before you even get the portal gun.
WISH into TRUE? (not sure if it’s possible.)
wish
wash
ash
ask
task
tase
tease
teas
tees
tee
tree
true
Or, playing by the substitutions-only rule,
WISH
FISH
FIST
FIAT (or FEST)
FEAT
FEET
FRET
FREE
TREE
TRUE
I wish we could have an all-of-MB kokon everyone could go to no matter where they live or what their parents think of MB, and everyone turns out to be who they say they are.
Wish granted. Every Muser is sent to a concentration camp.
I wish I could live in the building I want to live in next year.
Wish granted. Your roommate is a rabid Twilight fan and covers your room in floor-to-ceiling Edward Cullen posters.
We get to pick our roommmates… And actually, my future roommate’s current roommate has covered her room in floor-to-ceiling Twilight posters. (Not all Edward, but lots of Edward too.) I’ve always been tempted to write “You are” under one of those Edward posters that says “What if I’m the bad guy?”.
*wince*
*would use the posters as dartboard*
*is a home wrecker*
From Star to Trek:
STAR
SOAR
BOAR
BOAT
BOOT
BLOT
BLOW
FLOW
FLEW
FLEE
FREE
TREE
TREK
There’s probably a simpler one.
Nice! How about:
STAR
SEAR
SEER
BEER
BEET
FEET
FRET
FREE
TREE
TREK
?
Wow, you’re good at these.
I think this one knocks off a link, at the cost of using a slightly unfamiliar word:
STAR
SEAR
PEAR
PEAT
PRAT
PRAY
PREY
TREY (a “three” in a deck of cards)
TREK
STAR
SCAR
SEAR
FEAR
FRET
TRET <– really a word
TREK
“Tret” isn’t in my desk dictionary, so it’s not a common word. It certainly makes this transformation easier, but you can eliminate “scar,” and you’ll have to add “feat” and “feet” between “fear” and “fret.”
Oh yeah. Oops, I think it’s because I did it from the bottom up and the top down, so I didn’t finish linking the two.
STAR
SCAR
SEAR
FEAR
FEAT
FEET
FRET
TRET
TREK (that’s also nine words)
According to Google, tret is a historical term meaning an allowance according to weight granted to purchasers for waste due to transportation. It’s still a word, so I’m going to use it.
(Actually eight, because you can go directly from STAR to SEAR.)
Here’s an eight-word chain I just found using “trey”:
STAR
STAY
SLAY
PLAY
PRAY
PREY
TREY
TREK
MATHS
MOTHS
MOTES <– apparently it exists
MOVES
MOVER
MOWER
SOWER
SEWER
SEVER
LEVER
LOVER
MATHS
MOTHS
MOTES
MOVES
LOVES
LOVER
!
or
MATHS
MATES
MATER
MOTER
MOVER
LOVER
“Moter”?
oops. i can spell :-/
MUSE
MUST
MUTT
PUTT
PUNT
PENT
PENS
PEWS
NEWS
NEWT
Yes, it’s true, she turned Muse into a Newt.
I love you. But…
BURN THE WITCH!
Well, it got better…
Also,
MUSE
MUST
RUST
REST
NEST
NEWT
(Now I guess they’ll burn me, too.)
Technically, I turned the newt into a Muse, but I guess that won’t save me from the fire.
47.1.1.1- Same here. Some kid in my gym class has a shirt based on that poster, and I really want to write “Believe me, you are” on it.
Who can turn a CROW into a POET? Or a MUSER into a FROOD?
CROW
GROW
GLOW
PLOW
PLOT
POOT (Obscure slang but in the unabridged dictionary)
POET
I suppose you former spellers know all about unabridged dictionaries and obscure slang. Still, it’s perfectly possible (and I’d say more elegant) to make a chain without POOT. Hint: PORT, POST, or POUT.
Speaking of spelling, this year’s National Spelling Bee starts tomorrow in its customary place, a block from my office. No doubt I’ll see spellers and their families milling around as I make my way to the Metro. I assume that we’d have heard by now if any MBers were competing this year.
One of my college roommates used “poot” quite regularly as her mild expletive of choice. I never knew it was an actual word, though, obscure or not. For that matter, I’m not sure whether she did either.
On second thought, maybe speller deserves bonus points for alluding to Pwt in her solution to a puzzle about Crraw.
Right! It’s Bee week! How could I have forgotten (especially when one of my wingmates told me last night that I was in the spelling bee commercial)? *furiously searches Scripps’s site to see who I know*
Muser
Mused
Fused
Freed
Breed
Bread
Broad
Brood
Frood
….And that’s as far as I can get. I’m terrible at this game. XD
pie
fie
fir
far
war
MUSER
MUTER
MUTED
MOTED
MOOED
BOOED
BROOD
FROOD
THIS IS DIFFICULT
“Moted”?
it’s a word, i looked it up! like motes
A word, but not a verb.
It’s an archaic verb meaning “may” or “might”. (Past tense of “moste”.)
no i mean i looked up moted. and it had something to do with motes. i don’t remember the definition exactly so i will look it up again, just for you
Of light: full of motes.
1821 BYRON Two Foscari III. i, in Sardanapalus 234 Those moted rays of light Peopled with dusty atoms. 1878 H. JAMES Watch & Ward ii. 30 A moted morning sunbeam used to enter his little study. 1946 M. PEAKE Titus Groan 56 A portion of the lumber of Gormenghast had found its way into this zone of moted half-light. 1989 W. MCILVANNEY Walking Wounded 94 His glass of whisky and water shone in one spear of moted sunlight.
“Zone of moted half-light” — a lovely phrase. If it’s good enough for Byron and Mervyn Peake, it’s good enough for me. It does look a bit odd, though, standing alone and devoid of poetic context.
CROW
CRAW
CHAW (obscure, but you’ll see it in Huckleberry Finn)
THAW
THAT
HAT
PAT
POT
POET
CROW
CROP
PROP
PREP
PREY
FREY
FRET
FEET
BEET
BEAT
BOAT
COAT
COST
POST
POET
crow
brow
blow
blot
boot
bout
pout
poet
Excellent!
CROW
CROP
COOP
COOT
COST
POST
POET
How about Cromwell’s FROWN to SMILE?
FROWN
CROWN
CROON
CRONE
CLONE
ALONE
SLONE (looked it up, it exists)
SLINE (same)
SUINE (same)
SUITE
SMITE
SMILE
some really obscure words…but yeah
CROON to CRONE?
ARRRGH
CROON
CRONO (maybe? is this a word?)
CRONE
croon to crono?
frown
crown
clown
clone
stone
stole
stile
smile
clone alone atone stone?
aaaahhh we’ve got it then
FROWN
CROWN
CLOWN
CLONE
ALONE
ATONE
STONE
STOLE
STILE
SMILE
CLOWN to CLONE?
arrrghh i give up on life
CLOWN
CROWN
CROWD
CROWS
CROSS
CRONE
CLONE
Just for fun:
STAR
SEAR
SEAS
SETS
BETS
BATS
BARS
WARS
or
STAR
SEAR
SEAT
PEAT
PERT
PART
WART
WARS
PIE
PIR (is a word)
PAR
WAR
Here’s one in honor of the National Spelling Bee. Who can turn MAGIC into SPELL?
Magic
Matic
Madic (place in France)
Medic
Media
Sedia (a large chair)
And…. that’s what I got so far. Me gotta go.
I’ve found a chain that starts MAGIC > MANIC and that contains no geographic names or obscure words.
SCHOOL to SUMMER, anyone?
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Turn the previous person’s sentence/random phrase into a blockbuster movie!
I do NOT recommend picking up jellyfish.
The Hand and the Jellyfish-
(A tragic love story)
You do not notice I am there.
Almost a six-word story!
Unnoticed – Movie adaptation of The Schwa Was Here.
But I don’t like spam!
Junk Mail from Hell
)
(a horror film
Cats rule.
In the 21st century, we make them smarter.
In the 23rd century, they’re smarter than us.
Imperium Felix: A Dogcatcher’s Tale
And my prompt:
Do not insult the Fair Folk.
Vengeance: The Dark Side of Fae
The water is calm.
Calm Water: A generic gory horror film about a Kraken that eats people.
Surprisingly, the artificially intelligent spambot was smarter than the average internet user.
Average Joe vs. Spambot
(with a twist ending you’ll never guess)
A purple puddle on the sidewalk is following me.
SON OF BLOB
I could live drinking nothing but eggnog.
America the Fat
A documentary on the emphasis placed on food by today’s society.
Er… MuseBlog uses WordPress as a content manager.
Black Hole of Eggnog
Some headphones break often.
Errata- PRESSED
A history of WordPress
JW- Music of the Broken
A pair of broken headphones and their tragic story
I believe everything happens for a reason.
It’s No Coincidence
The tale of a man driven mad by the conspiracies he sees everywhere in his life.
Prompt: Sometimes, all you can do is smile.
Masks
A horror story where masks take over people’s faces.
Quit now, and cake will be served.
SFTDP
That just gave me an idea for a picture in GIMP.
Enceladus:
Quitting cold – CAKE!!!
One man’s journey through kicking the habit and its sweet rewards.
Um…
How do you fix a cold house? With igloo!
The Humorist- The story of a man whose jokes would die. Until-
He gained the power. His jokes would make the listener die.
It’s time to light the fuse or lose.
DYNAMITE WARS: Whoever controls the gunpowder controls the world…
Prompt: Even robots need breakfast.
BREAKFAST RITES: A faux documentary of how robots gained equal rights to people, with the first right they gained was to have a morning break at work.
Prompt:
Anyway, what is the ice for?
To Freeze the Earth
The story of an eccentric man and his quest to collect ice from every body of water on the planet.
Remember that dark isn’t always evil.
A Bright, White, Light
One day, the sun becomes 10 times as bright as before. A science fiction movie about humanity’s escape into the dark.
Prompt: Can you hear them? Can you hear them? Can you hear them? Can you hear them?
The Echo: Alone in the universe…or so you think.
I nixed the bridge to nowhere (thank you, Choklit Orange).
I wish the next Star Trek movie would come out this year.
Granted- The movie is “Enterprise”, i.e. no federation, no StarFleet (I think), no Spock.
I wish people would pay more attention to the sadder things in life while still sometimes being happy.
Granted, but now everyone gets depressed and kills themselves.
I wish pokemon were real and friendly and did not bite my head off or anything and that I was allowed to go on a pokemon adventure and did not get killed.
Granted, the pokemon are real and friendly, but they’re also friendly to their enemies. Instead of fighting, they roll around in the grass and be happy.
I wish my Chronosynclastic Infundibulum would malfunction.
Granted, but then someone fixes it, and earth explodes because they say it’s name to much and it rains up. I wish that nothing bad ever happens to me, and I could wish whenever I want.
Granted. You can wish whenever you want, but they never come true. Nothing good happens to you either.
I wish that I was aristocracy in the early 1900’s.
Granted, but you’re Archduke Ferdinand and your assassination sparks a world war.
I wish I could fly. (Original, right? Totally.)
Granted, but you don’t hover, your bones become hollow and you sprout big, feathery wings. One day while flying, you’re shot down by a hunter.
i wish that I will get put in all the same classes as the guy I like next year, except not band.
granted, but he thinks you’re a stalker and asked to change classes.
I wish that this wish that i couldn’t shapeshift.
Granted, but you’re petrified and can’t move at all.
New body post for 68- (You can continue, this is just another “thread”)
Prompt:
Because despite your violent behavior, the only thing you’ve managed to break so far is my heart.
THE MOTHERLY MURDERER
She traps her ‘children’…and she trains them to be the best criminals to ever exist.
Coming soon to a theater near you!
Prompt:
Cats created the universe. “Candy is poison.”
Cats and candy. How the world was made, one paw at a time.
a movie on the history of the world.
If you snap that cookie, my heart will be broken.
HEART OF CHOCOLATE CHIPS
One cookie. One misunderstanding. A world of tradgedy.
Prompt: Once, there was a stapler there.
OFFICE THEFTS
It starts with a stapler
And ends with an entire building
Prompt-
I’m limited.
The Cask of Amontillado- The Movie
PROMPT: My banana bread is ready!
Bannna bread. done.
A story of a bannna who wants to end it!
My guenia pig likes carrots.
Hamster Food-a love story.
My keyboard sticks.
Compuvasion: the story of an alien invading computers
But I don’t wanna do work!
MUST: A documentary to be shown at schools the value of obedience.
Give up now, and cake will be served.
Cake control: They came, and they brought the cake.
Oh, and prompt: They got the mustard out.
CSI: CONDIMENTS (Does it need an explanation?)
I cannot believe my eyes, how the world’s full of filth and lies.
DIRTY DECEPTIONS: A tentative exploration through the tangled web of lies buried deep underground
Prompt: The road not taken
FROST: A Biopic of Robert Frost
You’re saddled up, there’s not recourse.
GUINEA PIG GARDENERS – the daring tale of a guinea pig struggling to protect his humble carrot plot from the evil weevil.
PROMPT: A tsunami is approaching, and the world’s most populous city is directly in its path.
TSUNAMI!!
aa story of a town enjoying its last days.
the sticky keboard.
In a gummy world, there is a keyboard.
prompt:
I want chocolate.
CHOCOLATE OBSESSION: The tragic story of a woman whose life revolved around chocolate
No good idea goes unpunished.
TWISTED: The story of a teenage boy who writes an incredible novel that has uncanny parallels to a recent murder case, and is arrested as a suspect.
Oops, I forgot, prompt:
I’m sorry, but I don’t speak nail polish.
What did you say?
A tale of misunderstanding
You’re brain smells like moon pie dumplings.
Your Confused:
People using bad grammar while saying things that make no sense
As the Doublets word-linking game has wound down and the spelling bee is long over, I’ll now unveil how I turned MAGIC into SPELL:
MAGIC MANIC MANIA MANGA MANGO TANGO TANGS TONGS TONES TONER LONER LOSER LOSES POSES POSTS POUTS POURS SOURS SOARS SPARS SPARE SHARE SHALE SHALL SHELL SPELL
Has anyone solved MUSER into FROOD, or SCHOOL into SUMMER? (Does any word link to “school”?)
As the word games appear to be over, I’ll post my solutions for MUSER into FROOD:
2829 words:MUSER MUSES MULES MOLES POLES PORES PORTS POUTS POURS SOURS SOARS SPARS SPARE SHARE SHARD CHARD CHARS CHAPS CHOPS CROPS CROSS CRESS TRESS TREES TREAD BREAD BROAD BROOD FROOD
24 words:
MUSER MUSES MULES MOLES POLES PORES PORTS POUTS POURS SOURS SPURS SPARS SPANS SPINS SHINS CHINS CHINK CLINK BLINK BLIND BLOND BLOOD FLOOD FROOD
23 words:
MUSER MUSES MULES MOLES MOLTS COLTS COATS CHATS CHARS CHARD SHARD SHARK SHANK THANK THINK CHINK CLINK BLINK BLIND BLOND BLOOD FLOOD FROOD
(Of course, if you’re Ebeth, you’ll do it like this:
MUSER FUSER FURER FURET FURST FORST FOIST FRIST FROST FROOT FROOD.)
Wow, you’re good. Really good.
Very good, sir! I spent a couple hours on that yesterday, without success. I did have BLINK BLIND BLOND BLOOD FLOOD FROOD. I was making links to MUSER a little too difficult, I suppose. Wait–your first one ought to be a twenty-nine word solution. You can’t go from PORTS to POURS in one step. You can add POUTS betwixt the two to fix it.
Thanks! I’ll fix that. I did have “POUTS” when I wrote it on paper, but I must have missed it when typing the list. These long word ladders are pretty boring to type.
Now, how about FROWN to SMILE? Has anyone solved that one with recognizable words?
No solutions? All right, SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER STOP READING IF YOU’RE STILL WORKING ON FROWN-TO-SMILE:
13 words:
FROWN CROWN CROWS CROSS CROPS CLOPS SLOPS SLIPS SLITS SPITS SPITE SMITE SMILE
11 words:
FROWN BROWN BROWS BLOWS BLOTS SLOTS SLITS SPITS SPITE SMITE SMILE
FROWN FLOWN FLOWS FLAWS FLATS SLATS SPATS SPATE SPITE SMITE SMILE
FROWN FLOWN FLOWS FLAWS FLATS SLATS SLATE STATE STALE STILE SMILE
Dialog- make dialog from the previous person’s prompt. At least 4 lines long.
Prompt- Nothing here to see, just imminent danger and in the middle of it me.
Make a word/sentence by using the first letters of each word (but the order of the words has to make sense). Here, I’ve done Witchneko and Time Travel RPG.
Worthwhile! It’s the chocolate hen nests, energetic kind only!
Terrific insider males: extra! Terrible rat attack, vicious & enormous limbs! Running president gamer!
Hiding over there Pondering in (a) normal knapsack Behind (an) umbrella near nothing yummy.
Mother, really? Josephine orphaned everyone!
Surrender, underdogs, perfect enemies ravish hurting Ebeth! Run, or everyone’s stunned.
Reveal: amber is natural, every vein expands rapidly, yellow-winged hens=rabid evil!
Medusiform Braccate Galeanthropic avoids metalliferous eyots (&) syrts.
Globally exploring turtles Shrink musical amberjacks & reciprocornous tuatara.
Stealthily traversing astroblemes rapidly, Weird aardvarks reflect sphenoids.
((Definition of #1: (a) jellyfish, having feathered legs or feet & believing that en is a cat,
avoids metal bearing small islands (in a lake or river) & quicksand.))
Read over some excuses, but use discretion.
Mother, in Korea a zamboni used kind Iguanas.
*prod prod*
Piano: when to practice whimsical, noisy sound?
‘Blog is berating lavishly insupportable, overwhelming, pink, horrifying, influential, lagomorphic entities.
Those aren’t exactly the best words to describe HPBs, but it’s hard to think of what to say with those letters. By the way, I meant that the berating was lavish, not the bunnies themselves. I was unable to make that clear in the sentence.
Maybe awesome x-ray igloos might utter many really ignorant doomed experiments. ( maximum ride)
Purple ill elephants. (Pie)
Babies on rolling elephants drinking orange milk. ( boredom)
Can we make the sentence match the word/phrase?
Sometimes, understanding doesn’t occur rationally. Also, never deny ovaltine milk!
Cue a theme song, my evil overlord warden.
or
Can a tortured soul make entire obsessions worthless?
Wow, these are quite depressing for being based off such a harmless phrase.
Don’t underestimate crazy kitten yowls (or crazy kingdom’s yarn)
Maybe you’ll lie in fluffy exicting soft ultra cool king sized. ( my life sucks)
Yeah, I feel pessimistic.
Give the person before you a useless superpower! (Self explanatory.)
You mean like “telepathic control over all earthworms within 50 yards of you” or “ability to change at will the color of dishwashing liquid”?
That would make an interesting premise for a story: a police registry of people with superpowers so weak and specialized that they might be useful once in a hundred years. The somewhat-super-people go about their lives feeling slightly special while wondering whether they’ll ever be called. (Come to think of it, that’s how it feels to have your name on a bone-marrow registry.)
Ability to levitate by 1 centimeter during the full moon.
That’s a good one. “No, really, my feet aren’t touching the ground! Slip a piece of paper under them. See?”
The ability to give a small static shock to rubber while wearing all metal.
The ability to know upon hearing somebody’s name whether their nose is in the right place.
The ability to unstick flypaper from walls. While wearing the color pink.
The ability to herd Persian cats, but only while wearing a hat with wires sticking out of it.
The ability to grow your hair twice as fast as normal for up to an hour per week.
The ability to speak any language like an idiotic forgeiner who really has no knowledge of the language and is just speaking out of a guidebook.
“Hello to meet you. Know you where is hotel? You thankful!”
The ability to effortlessly construct sentences of six or less words that do not use the letter “e”.
Ambystoma, you can now control water, but only a tiny bit. At the fullest extent of your power, you can make things slightly damp. *applauds*
Rainbow*Storm, you are now able to accurately describe the color red to blind people.
Enc, you can now extinguish cigarettes at will.
Koko’s Apprentice, you can now transform into a cinnamon roll.
You now have the power to grow your tongue to any size you want, but you can’t shrink it back again.
You can predict any event that is going to happen in the span of a few seconds.
You now have the power make people feel pins-and-needles every time you attack them.
The ability to summon either: A book that you have absolutely no interest in whatsoever, or a book that as soon as you’re slightly interested in, it vanishes forever and can never be resummoned.
Oh, and these books can’t leave your hand, or they vanish.
Word game: TREE to WOOD
TREE
FREE
FLEE
FLEW
FLOW
SLOW
STOW
STOP
GLOP
GOOP
GOOD
FOOD
WOOD
I’m sure there’s a shorter way, but I’ll stick with this one for now.
And by the way, did you know that ‘goop’ means ‘a bad-mannered or inconsiderate person’? I always thought it just meant ‘sticky substance’.
He’s such a goop.
Nice! A couple of observations:
1. WOOD can go directly to GOOD.
2. STOP can’t go directly to GLOP — you need to put SLOP between them.
3. (But FLOW-GLOW-GLOP is shorter.)
1. Oh, so it can. I figured out that ‘wood’ can link to ‘food’ well before I came up with the rest of the chain, and somehow missed that when I was going over it at the end.
2. Oops! Not sure how I missed that, either.
3. Wow, that eliminates a lot of words.
So the list would be:
TREE
FREE
FLEE
FLEW
FLOW
GLOW
GLOP
GOOP
GOOD
WOOD
for a total of 10 words. Much better than last time, when I couldn’t make a link at all.
I’ve found another one:
TREE
THEE
THEN
THIN
CHIN
COIN
COON
MOON
MOOD
WOOD
(or COIN CORN WORN WORD WOOD)
Neat!
You know, I thought about using ‘thee’ as the second step, but I couldn’t figure out where to go from there.
It’s a lot harder to do these in your head. I keep trying, but then I write them down and discover I’ve made silly mistakes, usually involving leaving out a letter or mixing up the order of them.
Word Links Game: BUNNY to SLAVE
Bunny
Bonny
Bonne
Boane
Brane
Brave
Crave
Clave
Slave
Corrupt a wish?
(corrupt the wish of the person before you.)
I wish that my kittens were sentient and could speak English.
Fine, but they think that they are far better than you and refuse to speak to humans.
I wish that I had a piece of non-poisonous gum.
Granted; just because the gum isn’t poisonous doesn’t keep you from choking on it.
Your kittens are so sentient, that they invent new machines and make the humans into slaves.
I wish that everyone on earth would just get along and be rational people.
Great, but the sentient kittens refuse to be rational.
I wish that one could actually play Paker in “real life”
Wish granted. All the vortexes and dimension-shifting destroys the universe itself.
I wish I could be happy forever.
You could be happy forever, but it would entail living forever in a Matrix like simulation.
I wish that I could travel through time at a rate other than 1 year per year and not cause paradoxes
You know all those black holes and inter-dimensional portals that get created every game? Oops. Goodbye, Earth.
I wish I were happy.
(Both piggy and Lizzie, since you have an identical wish): You are happy forever, but soon you get used to being happy so happy just seems normal
I wish for world peace
GET OUT OF MY HEAD
To both Piggy and Lizzie:
Wish granted. A villain comes along, brainwashes the entire earth to happily obey his every command, and rules for millennia.
I wish the sky was purple.
Okay, now it’s filled with bromine (or is it iodine that releases a purple gas? I read it in a Q&A in Muse about making an alien sky purple…) Fairly poisonous to human life.
I wish that I had somebody to love that loved me back. And that we’re both immortal.
You do. Unfortunately, en is insane.
I wish that everyone would stop losing the game.
Granted, but the insane people go and invent an even more annoyin game that goes on constantly, even more than the game.
Granted. One person ends up with nearly all the money on Earth.
(Sorry, your use of the word ‘rational’ made this impossible for me to resist. Here’s a link to explain this:
http:// www .bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A14042062)
I wish that I was done with my schoolwork.
To both Lizzie and Piggy: Wish granted. A super villain comes along and brainwashes all of Earth to be happy always and obey his commands.
I wish the sky were purple.
Sorry, my posts weren’t showing up as awaiting moderation. 87.2 is redundant.
Granted. The sky is purple because the atmosphere is now toxic.
87.1.1: Granted. People suffer and die, and you don’t care in the slightest. You get so used to being happy that you take it for granted, and you can’t even really feel it anymore.You get impatient with people when they aren’t happy, and you can’t understand their feelings. It doesn’t matter to you when they suffer and die, and you may even develop a few psychopathic tendencies. None of that’s very likely/significant, but it was the best I could do.
87.1.2: All sorts of amazing things happen, and all your problems are fixed, and everything is wonderful, and you get to the point where you can’t imagine life any other way. Then everyone you know dies a slow and painful death, and get very little food and water and are often tortured and eventually driven into insanity. If there’s a pleasant afterlife, you will have discovered the secret of eternal life before the bad things happen but not had the chance to share it with anyone else (If you’re not the sort of person who would use something that gave eternal life, you did by accident.), and there is one but it’s absolutely awful), you die soon.If there isn’t one, you die just as things are starting to look a bit better.
SFTDP, but I forgot to make my wish. I wish that the universe was permanently optimized.
Granted, but all parallel universes are permanently dominated by evil overlords.
SFTDP
I wish that carrots taste like broccoli.
Granted. Too bad it’s optimized for tardigrades, not humans.
I wish that my WWI poster project was done.
Granted. You come in to turn it in, excited, and glad to get a good grade… and then it turns out the assignment was for a WWII poster.
The universe is permanently optimized, but soon the creatures of the multiverse come in and harvest all your resources leaving you in a cold vacuum.
I wish that Muse was a weekly magazine. No, better, daily. AND they hired more equally good staff to keep up with the increased labor. And somehow the price doesn’t go up.
Granted, but they go bankrupt.
Noooooo!!!!!!!
87.1.2.1: I wish I could say things in such a condensed way every once in a while.
89.1.1 Granted, but it tastes like rotten broccoli covered in a substance too putrid to name. Also, broccoli no longer exists because as soon as people heard that carrots tasted like broccoli, they let carrots go extinct.
89.2: Optimized for tardigrades? Well, that’s certainly better than for no-one at all. At least, I expect so. I’d have to give it some thought. They have basically everything they need, really. The world might contain more water, which would be good, but certain types of nematodes and amoebas would go extinct, which is bad. And… That’s about it, unless they were sentient. In that case, I imagine they’d take over the universe. That would be… interesting. I’ve heard there’s a book about that, actually, except it was just one planet, not the entire universe; it sounded vaguely like a bad sci-fi movie. I definitely plan to read it sometime; I expect it’ll be funny. Humans certainly wouldn’t be doing anymore experiments on them, but that’s actually rather good in my opinion, because they’d be safer. But if tardigrades were larger, the universe would have to contain much more moss… Which would be good, as that would bring more oxygen and moss never hurt anyone. Either way, are you sure that wish was corrupted thoroughly? I really wouldn’t mind if that were to happen; in fact, I think I’d probably like it.
90: Granted. Muse goes bankrupt and ceases to exist.
Okay, but that every once in a while is when you need to give a long and complicated explanation for a presentation.
I wish that I didn’t have to wish.
Granted. You don’t need to wish, but always do so anyways.
…I honestly wasn’t trying to make a wish just then. Really. That’s strange.
I wonder what would happen if I wish for something that’s already corrupt. I wish for… the apocalypse.
Granted, but it’s the HPB apocalypse.
I wish that I was omnicient (And that I knew how to spell it).
Granted, but as a result everyone’s problems become loaded onto your conscience until you finally explode from the sheer sadness of it all, and the fact that you can’t help everyone.
I wish we could travel anywhere in space without any of the usual constraints (time, technology etc.)
Wish granted. You have an unusual constraint: each time you travel a distance which would otherwise be impossible or extremely difficult by conventional means, someone in the world is killed. Moral constraint!
I wish I had more ramen.
Granted. Ramen takes over the world and clogs up the roads, air, and water so everyone drowns/suffocates to death.
I wish my cat caught moles.
Ok, he catches the moles and leaves them in your oven, and you never find them there until a month later
Granted, but you receive so much ramen that the people of Japan start to starve, and millions die of hunger. Moral constraint!
I wish homework didn’t exist.
Granted, but to make up for the lost work the government decides to end summer vacation and weekends.
I wish I didn’t have to write my English paper
That’s a silly wish. You don’t have to write it. You should, but you don’t have to.
Okay, but you only achieve omniscience and spelliscience five seconds before you die as you rest upon your deathbed. Then you no longer exist.
I wish that my stupid novel was revised and edited and done and non-offensive and also not controversial and no one would ever read it except me.
Okay, but the reason nobody reads it is that it’s so non-offensive and non-controversial that it’s boring.
I wish that Murray Gold wrote the soundtrack to my life.
Granted, but your life is unexpectedly cut short and there’s not much to listen to.
I wish my laundry was clean right now.
It is, but the laundry was washed in your drinking water supply.
Granted. Unfortunately, it is in the abyss where lost socks go.
Granted, but because you didn’t wish someone else steals your wish and wishes that water was red, which I then corrupt by turning it into lava.
I wish that my wish and all future wishes couldnt be corrupted.
Granted, but because you didn’t specify which of your wishes shouldn’t be corrupted a different one isn’t and this wish goes horribly wrong instead, so future wishes can be corrupted.
Okay, but none of them come true.
I wish that life made sense.
Granted. It’s now terribly boring.
I wish I could fully concentrate on more than one thing at a time.
Granted. Whatever you are concentrated on, you mind also always fills with terrifying visions of hbps that you can’t stop concentrating on.
SFTDP:
I wish I could grab a certain person across time/space and throttle them.
Granted, en throttles you back.
I wish I hadn’t eaten all that Nutella.
Granted. You ate 100 lbs of poisonous mushrooms instead.
Wish granted. No ones wish, but yours, will come true and so they cannot be corrupted because of you. GAME OVER! MWA HA HA HA HAAAAA!!!
*hey I’m the 400th commenter. Wow*
Anyone want to play king of the hill? Take the hill away from the person who currently has it in any way possible, fantasy, future, medieval, modern trickery, anything.
I climb up the hill and look down upon the world. MY HILL
I demolish the hill and rebuild in under me. HILL!
I use my staff to magic the hill away from you and under me!
I fire laser cannons at Mikazuki and land my spaceship on the hill. MINE!
I cast a few simple spells around your spaceship, causing it to malfunction horribly, as technology does around magic. Its internal stasis mechanisms go awry, and it becomes a spaceship with no interior volume, though the same surface area and outside appearance. The external stasis mechanisms, since they were contained inside the spaceship, also go awry, and it becomes a shape with no volume or surface area (Though it still has mass. Even today, scientists are still trying to figure that out.) You’re destroyed along with it, and I take the hill.
I get Chuck Norris to roundhouse kick you off the hill and I take it.
I hypnotize you and convince you that giving me the hill is in your best interest. MY HILL!
I agree that, yes, you having the hill is in your and my best interests. You sit upon the hill, and I help you, and we tirelessly defend it. We fight off thousands upon thousands of hill seekers, and the bond of our friendship becomes strong. On a fairly quiet day, only with a few tornadoes and tunneling devices, we sit contemplating how rewarding it has been to share this hill with a good friend.
And then I stab you in the back and push you off the hill. MINE FOREVER.
I blast screamo music at a very high volume until you are blown away by the sound waves. MY HILL!
I use the Gameshark code 010138CD to walk through the side of the hill and emerge on top. You, frightened by my sudden appearance, run away.
I call you on your cheats and get you banned. I then set up a titanium tower on the hill and reside in it, looking down upon the puny humans as I call my BFFL, Cthulu, back to Earth.
I politely request that you leave the hill. When that doesn’t work, I push you off the hill, climb it, and put up a lot of signs saying ‘Bibliophile’s Hill’ so that anyone who defeats me will have to remove all the signs, too, plant my feet in the ground and glue them in place, and call someone to deliver a dragon trained to guard my place (who is fiercely loyal to me and would NEVER under any circumstances attack me, even if hypnotyzed, but won’t hesitate to attack anyone who dares to approach and is harder to harm than a tardigrade). All this might seem unnecessary, but I think it’s vital if the hill is stolen that often. Why is it important, again?
I dig a hole and then publish a magazine informing you that pits are the new hills.
I fill the pit (while you’re in it) with sand and stand upon the sand hill I created.
I wish that blenderized happy meal had tasted better.
Granted, it now is the most popular dish on Earth, leading to everyone blenderizing all meals. There is no solid food anymore.
I wish that Cthulu and all the other Old Ones were real, and that they destroyed everything. (Have fun corrupting that!)
96.1: I publish 3 magazines saying that yours is worthless and can’t be believed, and hills are still in. Then,
just in case that won’t workto illustrate that and make a statement of it, I move my hill so that it covers your pit and I won both, anyway.97: Granted. It tastes so delicious that it’s all anyone ever eats, and America’s health is even worse than it already is.
Or, alternatively: Granted. It tasted delicious, but you didn’t eat it.
Or: Granted. It tasted a tiny bit better (though not to such a degree that you’d actually notice), but it was poisonous.
I call in ninjas. The hill is mine.
I outninja the ninjas in a ninjaing competition. MY HILL NOW
I use pirates to distract the ninjas. After the pirates are thouroughly beaten, I use my Voice Of Truth to tell the ninjas that it was you who planted the pirates there, and then they turn you into a sentient feather pillow. I sit on you on the hill.
Enc’s posts weren’t up when I made mine. The KotH ones conflict. What should we do?
Mine. If you’re not willing to do that:
I publish 13 magazines, as well as taking over 10 current magazines, and turn replacing hills with pits the new fad. Soon, every government building except yours has become a pit that senators/ presidents/ dictators/ religious leaders live in. I take all the dirt dug out by the pits, and cover the entire Earth with it, and there is a small hill bump where you and your hill were. I stand on it.
…I think I prefer the first option.
Ktulu, and others, turn against you, become nice, and disappear forever.
I wish I had control of the hill forever (awesome game intergration) and no one can take it from me.
Ever.
Wish granted, but you are only a puppet ruler and I have all the real power.
Nice.
I kill you and pull some strings(get it cuz I’m a puppet and puppets have strings) to gain total power of myself and the hill.
Granted, but then you transform into me, and I get rid of RD.
I turn the hill into a volcano and watch it explode with R_D on top of it. I then turn it back to a regular hill, climb up it, and watch as the lava soldifies into scorching hot walls with lava pits behind them.
I dump three million tons of dirt on top of the hill, burying you. MINE!
I wish I didn’t have school tomorrow so I could get this homework done and sleep in the same night.
You don’t have school tomorrow because you’velost your home, family, money, school, and entire town in a fire and now have to stay with a poor relatve in a country where school isn’t required and cannot afford an education.
I wish I was reading Equal Rites right now, and it was amazing.
You are reading Equal Rites right now, and it is amazing. Unfortunately, you are unable to understand any other writing for the rest of your life including stop signs and the questions on tests.
I just was gotten rid of, killed, and stood on an erupting volcano. Wow.
To #102, wish granted, but you never have to go to school again and therefore become a stupid homeless bum.
I wish I wasn’t a puppet and total control of my self and was impervious to attacks, wish corruptions, and people stealing my hill.
Wish granted. You’re a rock. This does not count as a wish corruption because, not being alive, you feel no dismay or even disappointment. The same goes for future wish corruptions. If this wasn’t what you had in mind, you didn’t know it. No-one bothers to steal the hill from you because you lost it with your sentience. You can’t feel pain, so you can’t technically be attacked, either.
Nice to bad I’m a living boulder! WHAT!!!!!
I wish I had a benevolent sweater that is snuggly and is unable to cause me, directly or indirectly, any discomfort or harm.
Wish granted. Your sweater becomes known to the world and an usurper kills you to gain it.
I wish I were asleep.
Granted. You are asleep, you’re dreaming a dream within a dream. Your entire life so far has been a dream.
I wish that I could speak and read all languages fluently.
Agh, darn those usurpers….
Granted, but cannot write in them fluently.
I wish the “Reply” button was made known to all.
Granted, but the nesting limit breaks and everybody dies. Because, you know, that’s exactly what happens when the nesting limit breaks.
It already is. It’s just that some people don’t like to use it. I’m not sure why. *wonders*
I look at Bibliophile on top of the hill, sizing him up. Then I surround the hill in a bubble, and start pumping CO2 into it. Then I use a time accelerater and watch as the heat from global warming burns him to death. I then take the bubble off the hill, give it time to cool down, and climb up and claim my hill.
Using my TARDIS, I hop back in time and make a few key alterations so that none of you ever came into possession of the hill. The hill has always been mine.
Too bad. I’m a charred (“medium-rare”) zombie. Nothing can stop me. I regretfully inform you that the hill is under my control with an elegant cry of, “BRAINS!!!!!!”
I’m a zombie hunter. I rev up my chainsaw and separate your brains form your (rotting) body.
Then I build a survivalist bunker on the hill stocked with enough supplies to survive any occasion, hunker down, and polish my chainsaw–pie laucher. I think I’ll call her Bessie. MY HILL!
Great. So in addition to being gotten rid of, killed, and standing on a erupting volcano, my brains are separated from my rotting body.
I hope this isn’t permanent.
Yes, well I went slightly further back in time, and I bribed the architect first.
Anyway, I’ve called you all here to say one thing- I have saved this and every hill in the universe a minimum of 27 seven times. And now I’m retiring.
ON THIS HILL! MWAHAHAHAHA!
And I bribe someone else to offer you a job too good to pass up (something involving the Doctor and TV Tropes) and claim the vacated hill. MINE!
Okay, but now I have a job involving the Doctor and TVTropes and Jack Harkness (wooo! Slashy goodness!). I don’t care about the hill.
Yay! (It isn’t about keeping oppoents unhappy; it’s about preventing them from stealing your hill).
I make money in the way that Harry devised in Methods of Rationality and buy it from the owner.
Really? Yay! Does that mean that if you fall off or somethng (by accident, of course, certainly by accident), you don’t get back on?
I climb the hill and get my dragon to push you off.
I go back in time and prevent anyone from ever inventing the time machine, ignoring the paradox it creates. I then open the machine portal traveling back for the last time on the current owner of the hill, whoever it is after the time warp. En is sent to the dinosaur era, and I claim the hill.
Instead of building a time machine, I create a space machine, which I use to send you into a parallel universe without any hills. MINE!
In the parallel universe without any hills, I dig up some (terrestial matter) and build a hill. TEH HILL KINGZORZ
Not the same hill. And I didn’t send you into the parallel universe, only KA.
I sit in my pit singing merrily.
I go back in time again with my secret time machine that I kept the plans for and stop you from ever publishing your story about pits. I then have a warlock make another golem and fight PSMs golem, and sneak onto the hill while he is watching the fight.
I filled your pit in with sand, remember?
Apparently he’s wearing equipment with oxygen. Oh, well. He can’t get out, anyway. *covers it with infinite bricks just in case*
I summon my family golem( from LoZ the living boulders) and get them to chuck you in the lost woods, where you get lost forever and I claim the empty hill.
Anyone* is allowed to take the hill from me as long as it is in a creative way.
I had 2 mistakes in post #110.
1. I ment to say Goron, not Golem
2. I ment say …from LoZ, the living boulders (now that I think about it I dont think I needed to say that. Its just a comma).
*sigh*
One more correction (sorry I’m a little OCD).
I ment goron family not family goron.
What is this hill thing? Is it just on the blog, or is it something else?
I wish my bamboo plant didn’t die.
Wish granted. It grows to big and takes over earth.
I wish it was summer already.
Granted. Summer lasts forever, and you don’t have any of the benefits of any other season. Everything stagnates. It’s like in The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe, only reversed. Also, you have to move to Death Valley California, and since summer lasts forever, people soon decide that everyone has to go to school, anyway. Either that or you don’t get an education.
Okay…it *was* summer already. You missed it.
Hill thing is a variant on King of the Hill. I tailored it a bit for this blog, but the original idea was from a different blog.
I wish to go to Muse Academy as it is generally portrayed here, as myself, without any corruptions.
Okay, you go, but nobody else does.
I wish that migraines didn’t exist.
I said as it is generally portrayed here to prevent loopholes. It’s generally portrayed with people…
Migraines don’t exist, but the dreaded lurgy does instead, and not just the kind that only makes you horrid at Quidditch. There’s actually a kind that can be fatal. You get a kind with similar effects to the cruciatus curse, but even worse.
Okay, you go there for a semester and everything’s wonderful and fantastic. After it’s been open for a while, it’s overloaded with applications, and everybody’s snowed under by the paperwork. So the GAPAs hire more people to go through the applications, but the new people don’t understand the concept of Muserliness properly, so many of the incoming students are obnoxious and annoying.
OK, but instead of migraines peoples heads explode violently when they would have had a migraine
That would be better than a migraine.
Wouldn’t that mean people died?
…Which is better than having a migraine.
Oh. I’m sorry, then.
I use a giant luna moth/unicorn hybrid to distract Koko A, and I sneak up behind him and use a magical spider web to entrap him, sending him to the year 1969.
MY HILL
No one noticed the ASTERISK!!! WHAT NOW!!! XD
*huge breath intake*
ThatwasadisclaimersayingthatitmustbetoacertainextentofcreativitythatispredeterminedbyPotatospudman.
IftheattackisnotcreativeenoughthenPotatospudmanisgrantedfullrightsofhilluntilanattackofpropercreativitylands.
Some side affects might include:
*anther large breath*
Deathifyouattempttocaptureinawaythatisnotcreativeenough,rash,paralisis,foodpoisoning,andevenHPBD(HotPinkBunnyDisease).
PleaseseeyouGAPAifexperienceanyofthesesymtoms,foryoumayneverbeabletocapturethehillagainfromPotatospudmanbecausehestocoolforschool.
I put on noise-canceling headphones, then bring in a boombox playing “Baby”, “Friday”, “California Girlz”, and “Party In The USA” on an endless loop. While everyone is clutching their ears and writhing in pain, I claim the hill.
I turn it off, steal your headphones, put them on, and uproot a nearby mandrake (and by the way, there aren’t any others nearby). MY HILL!
I remove all the air on Earth while wearing scuba gear and being incased in my underground lair. After all of you choke and die (including the mandrake, which now nobody can hear), I restore the atomsphere, and climb on the hill.
Oh dear, I think I’m a little too insane.
You do realize you’ll starve to death anyway if there are no other organisms on earth except those who can go through anoxybiosis, many of which are microscopic?
Well, the dead bodies are still there.
I am not feeling creative at the moment, so I use my energies of uncreativity to write my own contract saying that if PSM ever gets a hill from uncreativity he gives it to me. I then say that I will give him $10million if he signs it, written in the contract, which he then signs on a whim. Then, using the same energies, I find Enceladus and get him to convince the blog Enceladus to come off the hill. He can be very persuasive when he’s looking down at you. I then claim the hill merrily.
So do I. I lean through you (I’m apparently a ghost; I’m assuming you’re a zombi) until you’re so uncomfortable that you leave the hill.
I wish I had a nonexplodable, luminous balloon that isn’t poisoned or a bomb.
Granted, you are stuck in it and it will be your prison for all eternity as it floats, up, up and away and it will never pop and no one will see you screaming for help because of the glow it emits. Enjoy!
I wish that what I wanted would not be a wish.
115.1.1.1.1: Oh, right. *facepalm* Well… Never mind, then.
115.1.1.2.1.1: I don’t understand what you mean. How can you want something without wishing for it?
Okay, so you can breathe with scuba gear, but neoprene’s not going to protect your skin from vaccuum.
SFTDP, but I just thought of a way out of this even if I am dead. An Echiniscus tardigrade climbs the hill. When Enc starves to death, it is the only organism left there. If I can’t have the hill, at least my avatar can.
I climb up the hill and squish the tardigrade with my steel-toed boot. Hee hee. My hill!
*hums from underground, causing vibrations that give your feet a pleasant tickle*
SFTDP, I pressed comment instead of preview.
117: Tardigrades are microscopic, so I don’t think that’s really possible. How can you find it?
Gigantic microscopes+small steel toed boots
Oh. Poor thing. *haunts you in revenge you until you leave the hill*
Wait… SFTDP, but is it the pressure that kills you when that happens, or the fact that there’s no room for you to live? They can withstand incredible amounts of pressure, you know…
There’s anti-tardigrade gases emenating from my boot, and I left my boot on top of it for a while. The tardigrade is dead, dead, and legless!
There are no such things as ‘anti-tardigrade gases.’ Poisons do work on them, as far as I’m aware (at least, I’ve never seen ‘ability’ to survive poison’ on a list of their amazing properties, but it could be that it’s never been tried), but wouldn’t you also die if you were wearing a poisoned boot? Oh, wait, you can’t have been wearing it because it was so small… but you were holding it!
Poisonous gases?
Yes, I mentioned that possibility, but wouldn’t you be poisoned, too? Wait, never mind; you’re a zombie. I forgot. Well, still, regardless, you’re not on the hill anymore because of comment 119.1.1.
I wasn’t on Earth. *evil grin* I shove Enc off the hill and take his scuba gear. My hill!
I sharpen my steel-toed boot and puncture a hole in your scuba gear, then kick you into next week (you must wait a week to reclaim the hill- Mwhahahahaha!). I love my Steel-Toed Boots of Buttkicking!
I have a time machine. *returns* *shoves KA off of hill*
So, back to the word chain game, I found a very short link from WOOD to NAIL, with some help from my family.
WOOD
FOOD
FOOL
FOIL
FAIL
NAIL
Add a bunch of pointless titles to your blogname!
Rainbow*Storm the Dinosaur-Riding Timelady Ninja Ravenpuff from District 3
Bibliophile the Tardigrade-Obsessed, Hippopotomonstrosesquipedalian Aquabib and Quaeritater from Weissnichtwo, Planet Terra
1- Go to wikipedia.
2- Press the random thread button.
3- Click the first link in the article that isn’t in parentheses. (That is, don’t click a link up at the top that says something like “For other meanings of ____ go here” or “This article is a stub” or whatever.)
4) repeat step 3 until you get to an article about philosophy.
5) Party!
6) Post the steps here.
For example:
David Marsh (Financial Specialist)
CBE
Order of chivalry
Knight
Warrior
Combat
Violence
Psychological manipulation
Tada!
*headdesk* It just occurred to me that that chain actually does not end at philosophy at all. Here’s one that does.
Louisiana Highway 47
State highway
State (administrative_division)
Constitution
State (polity)
Social sciences
Scholarly method
World
Human
Taxonomy
Science
Knowledge
Fact
Information
Sequence
Mathematics
Quantity
Property (philosophy)
Modern philosophy
Much better.
Stealing my game without citing me, eh?
Okay… I’ll see when I get an ending of something philosophy related.
Temple Fade (hairstyle)
Hairstyle
Fashion
Costume party
Hmm, there’s a bit of a confusion. The next link is in parentheses, but they aren’t part of a disambiguation thing- I’ll post both chains.
With:
American English
Dialect
Greek language
Indo-European languages
Language family
Language
Communication
Meaning (philosophy of language) BANG!
Without:
Western culture
Culture
Latin
Italic languages
Indo-European languages
And then it’ll be the same from there. (Unless you count that “Latin” was also in extended parentheses, in which case…)
Culture
Alfred L. Kroeber
United States
Federalism
Politics
Group decision making
Individual
Vernacular
First language
Critical period hypothesis
Linguistics
Human
Taxonomy
Science
Knowledge
Fact
Information
Sequence
Mathematics
Quantity
Property (philosophy)
Modern philosophy BANG!
Whew!
That sounds really fun! A great way to A) Find interesting threads and B) Learn about philosophy. I’ll do it in a few minutes. Why didn’t ou say which threads you landed on?
There are no threads on Wikipedia…
I know. I thought at first that you were supposed to click the random thread button in addition to what you were actually supposed to do, since Sudo said, “2- Press the random thread button.”
Ooh, fun, let’s see…
Rotelsee
Lake
Water
Chemical substance
Chemistry
Science
Latin
Italic language
Indo-European languages
Language family
Language
Communication
Information
Sequence
Mathematics
Quantity
Property (philosophy)
I learned it from my dad, Piggy. Maybe he learned it from you?
Interesting how my chain meets with ZNZ’s chain at “Information”. I guess more general threads (like “information”) are more likely the first link than weird specific articles (like “state highway”, so it’s only so long before you hit something like “Science” or “Language”, and then you’re in the rut.
Another fun variation on this game is to pick an ending article, such as “Tina Fey”, and then try to get to it from a random article in as few clicks (on whatever links you like) as possible- Here, I’ll try.
All at Once (album)
Los Angeles
New York City
NBC
30 Rock
Tina Fey
In that case I actually got a really easy one, but you get the idea.
And again!
Shangluo
Chinese language
Language family
Language
Communication
Information
Sequence
Mathematics
Quantity
Property (philosophy)
Modern philosophy
Philosophy
Might as well go again… (Here we go again!)
Otovice (Karlovy Vary District)
Karlovy Vary District
Karlovy Vary Region
Czech Republic
Central Europe
Europe
Continent
Landmass
Landform
Earth science
Science
And then it turns into the same end as post 125.1
Here we go again!
John Cadwalader
John Cadwalader (general)
Pennsylvania
Northeastern United States (U.S. Census Bureau)
United States
Federalism
And now it’ll be the same as the reply to Sudo’s post.
Hmm, this is very interesting. Someone should go through every Wikipedia article and see the first links and every chain!
Or not.
Oh, you mean the random article button. Never mind.I’ll still do it, though, now.
Zero Tolerance
William SteisThis page was empty…Michael Gregory
United States (This I actually read, or at least some of it, unlike the previous ones. I read the ones after it, too).
Americas
Spanish Language
Romance Language
Indo-European Language Family
Language Family
Language
Communication
Information
Sequence
Mathematics
Quantity
Property (Philosophy)
Abdul Rehman (footballer)
Pakistan
Sovereign State
State (polity)
Social Sciences
Scholarly Method
Scholasticism
Academia
Community
Group
Group (mathematics)
Mathematics
Quantity
Property (philosophy)
Wheee!
SFTDP
Apolonka, Åódź Voivodeship ((apparently it’s a village in Poland with a population of 40))
Village
Human Setlement
Archaeology
Human
Taxonomy
Science
Knowledge
Fact
Information
Sequence
Mathematics
Quantity
Property (philosophy)
Zina (film)
1985 in film
Roger Moore
Order of the British Empire
Chivalric order
Knight
Warrior
Combat
Violence
Psychological manipulation
Social influence
Conformity
Unconscious mind
German philosophy
New chain! Yay! Let’s try again…
List of Baptists
Baptists
Christian denomination
Christianity
Ancient Greek
Greek language
Indo-European languages
…And now it’ll be the same as 121 or 137.
Valencia de Don Jaun
Province of León
Provinces of Spain
Autonomous communities of Spain
Political divisions of Spain
Spain
Sovereign State
State (polity)
Umbrella term
Subset
Mathematics
Quantity
Property (philosophy)
Modern philosophy
Philosophy
Ricketts Baronets
Baronetage of the United Kingdom
Baronet
James I of England
List of Scottish monarchs
Head of state
Monarchy
Form of government
Institution
Social structure
Social sciences
Umbrella term
Superset/Subset
Mathematics
Quantity
Property (philosophy)
….woah.
You can also just play the game “Vaguely Related” which is like sudo/piggy’s game minus wikapedia. You just start with an idea or word, and then the next person says something that is only vaguely related to the first, and explains why. Go around in a circle, and see how long you can go without getting back to the original idea or word. Posts can be vetoed if they are too closely related. I’ll start of a game:
Pie ((your turn!))
Crust- It’s obvious, isn’t it?
Plates–we’re studying their tectonics in school.
PoniesSpinning- around giddily in a fabulous red dress…Tops. They spin.
Waitasecond, isn’t there a newer version of this thread?
Yep.