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Post by dreamingofroses on Jul 30, 2011 21:40:30 GMT -6
"Professor Trelawney was a mantic." "The damsel in distress handed the knight in shining armor a handsel, which was a simple embroided cloth." "After having arranged the marriage, the father of the bride-to-be gave the handsel to the father of the groom-to-be. The entire dowry, to paid over time, summed up to three pigs, one sheep, a cow, and 3 copper pieces." "In 'The Proposal', Sandra Bullock feigned a marriage with her assistant so that way she could stay in the country rather than be deported back to Canada." Just so you know, you used mantic incorrectly; It's an adjective, not a noun. Plus, you don't have to use all the words either (in case you didn't know). Ask M.D. if you get extra points for your house though
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Post by xandria on Jul 30, 2011 22:00:36 GMT -6
"Professor Trelawney was a mantic." "The damsel in distress handed the knight in shining armor a handsel, which was a simple embroided cloth." "After having arranged the marriage, the father of the bride-to-be gave the handsel to the father of the groom-to-be. The entire dowry, to paid over time, summed up to three pigs, one sheep, a cow, and 3 copper pieces." "In 'The Proposal', Sandra Bullock feigned a marriage with her assistant so that way she could stay in the country rather than be deported back to Canada." Just so you know, you used mantic incorrectly; It's an adjective, not a noun. Plus, you don't have to use all the words either (in case you didn't know). Ask M.D. if you get extra points for your house though I'm not in a house yet, so...for both of my W.O.W.'s I bring no points to any house. And thanks for the heads up about mantic. I find it hard to use as an adjective right now. Maybe I'm just writing too much. hahaha.
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Post by dreamingofroses on Jul 30, 2011 22:03:58 GMT -6
Just so you know, you used mantic incorrectly; It's an adjective, not a noun. Plus, you don't have to use all the words either (in case you didn't know). Ask M.D. if you get extra points for your house though I'm not in a house yet, so...for both of my W.O.W.'s I bring no points to any house. And thanks for the heads up about mantic. I find it hard to use as an adjective right now. Maybe I'm just writing too much. hahaha. Haha. Maybe. I actually post three words so that if one doesn't work well for you, you don't have to use it and you have other options. And I'm sure you'll have even MORE to write about after your trip.
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Post by xandria on Jul 30, 2011 22:12:06 GMT -6
Yeah. I read it all. I like challenging myself. I see the three words and I try to come up with an acceptable sentence for all three, or a paragraph with all three involved. And who knows? Maybe I will.
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Post by dreamingofroses on Aug 5, 2011 17:38:11 GMT -6
August 3rd, 2011 (Sorry I keep posting a little late!)
entelechy \en-TEL-uh-kee\ noun --A realization or actuality as opposed to a potentiality. --In vitalist philosophy, a vital agent or force directing growth and life.
melismatic \mi-liz-MA-tik\ adjective 1.Characterized by the singing of several notes to one syllable of text, for emotional impact, as in blues and other musical styles
gazump \guh-ZUHMP\ verb --To cheat (a house buyer) by raising the price, at the time a contract is to be signed, over the amount originally agreed upon.
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Post by dreamingofroses on Aug 7, 2011 8:45:50 GMT -6
The cafe was known to be a place for poetry writers, blues singers, and other tranquil artists, so when I walked into the warm, cozy shop I was graceful about it. I didn't let the door slam shut behind me, but softened it into a silent hello. Upon this unobtrusive entrance, I was greeted by the melismatic sound of a full voice accompanied by the gentle swing of a sexy saxophone. I strolled calmly over to the coffee stand and ordered a decaf. When I had the warm ceramic cup in my hands, I sat in the back corner of the room and became part of the scene. No longer was I looking at the picture, I was in the picture; I was right where I belonged.
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Post by xandria on Aug 7, 2011 10:06:14 GMT -6
Here I was. I was about to become my own person! The past four years had been spent living on campus while I was attending college, and now here I am about to buy my first house over in England. The seller had agreed to a thousand pounds and I was excited because I could actually afford that. I went over to the agency to finish signing all the paperwork when I was told that the price had gone up to two thousand pounds instead. I was confused at first, but I went straight to the seller to see if it was in fact a true statement.
"Oh. Hello. Is there a problem?" He asked me when he noticed how agitated I was.
"Yes there is. How could you gazump me like that? We agreed to a thousand pounds, not two."
"I know. And I'm truly sorry. But I found out that you'll be working as the prime minister's assistant and I knew that you'd be able to pay a higher price in no time. So, I raised it. It's still low, but I'd be making more money than was originally agreed upon. You'd also be getting your money's worth when you see what I've added to the agreement papers."
I stared at the man incredulously. He was being a pompous ass!
"Look. I don't know what the bloody hell it is about you and money, but if you don't lower the price just a small amount, there is no way I could afford it. I'm sorry." And with that final statement probably going in one ear and out the other, I left the premises, off to find another place to live.
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Post by moonpath on Aug 8, 2011 16:52:27 GMT -6
A melismatic sound emitted from the gates, a mourning noise, devoid of joy. Matthew turned his head and saw angels sitting and singing a song with words that none could understand.
Mark moved to step into the gate again but his brother moved in front of him. Mark's eyes flicked to the demons who were finished with Eliza and advancing again toward him.
"Let me in! This isn't the time to lecture me Matthew!" "You're no longer allowed into heaven Mark. The deal was sanctuary for you and Eliza, not just you." Mark's pleas came fast as the gates began to close, "I couldn't fight a legion Matthew! Not by myself! There has to be some way I can come in!" "We can send you back, back to the beginning." Mark's face drained of what little color had been there, "No...not Earth..." Matthew nodded, "Decide quickly." Mark went silent for less than ten seconds when the reply came, "I'll go." "When you go back someone will find you. Bring them back with you and you both shall be admitted."
"How will I know-" Mark's words fell voiceless as his face hit dusty dirt. He began coughing as air entered his lungs. Mark stood up, and holding his breath he pulled a small device from his pack quickly biting it. He took an experimental breath then breathing clean air relaxed. Mark gazed upon the Earth, dead and deadly. Shouldering his bag he began walking upon the dry dirt, long scorched from the sun's relentless heat. He'd get to paradise the same way as before, one foot at a time.
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Post by dreamingofroses on Aug 10, 2011 20:25:40 GMT -6
August 10th, 2011
willowwacks \WIL-oh-waks\ noun --A wooded, uninhabited area.
moxie \MOK-see\ noun --Vigor; verve; pep. --Courage and aggressiveness. --Skill; know-how.
amaranthine \am-uh-RAN-thin\ adjective --Unfading; everlasting. --Of or like the amaranth flower. --Of purplish-red color.
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Post by chailene on Aug 10, 2011 21:27:44 GMT -6
I glance at the carnage staining the floor. When would they learn to leave me alone? I don't have time to bother with petty grudges. I was on a much larger mission, one that required the capture of a precious princess.
I pull out a picture of the lady. She would've disguised herself by now, but I knew that she wouldn't leave her amaranthine cloak behind.
Stepping over a dead man, I put the picture back into my pocket and shifted into a wolf. I went into the night following the faint scent of freshly-baked cookies.
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Post by dreamingofroses on Aug 17, 2011 12:01:06 GMT -6
August 17th, 2011 "Like" this post if you want the examples to continue being posted.
burke \BURK\ verb --To suppress or get rid of by some indirect maneuver. --To murder, as by suffocation, so as to leave no or few marks of violence.
Example: "Holding her was a rage and a torment and there was the dressing-gown and the teddy and 'Chop, chop, here comes a chopper' to burke him." -- Audrey Lillian Barker, John Brown's body
holus-bolus \HOH-luhs-BOH-luhs\ adverb --All at once; altogether
Example: "He advised her to make plans and stick to them, rather than letting things happen holus bolus." -- Carol Windley, Home Schooling: Stories
polemic \puh-LEM-ik\ noun --A controversial argument, as one against some opinion, doctrine, etc. --A person who argues in opposition to another; controversialist.
Example: "I confess that Mr. Jacobs' polemic against the anthropologists leaves me as cold as does much of Mr. Lang's polemic against the nature mythologists." -- Joseph Jacobs, Alfred Trübner Nutt, Arthur Robinson Wright, Folklore: Volume 4
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Post by xandria on Aug 17, 2011 12:44:02 GMT -6
The Senator in question did have a very good polemic, however, I believe that my argument is more reasonable.
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Post by dreamingofroses on Sept 1, 2011 19:18:09 GMT -6
August 30th, 2011 Sorry I've been slacking!
collogue \kuh-LOHG\ verb --To confer secretly.
footle \FOOT-l\ noun --Nonsense; silliness. verb --To act or talk in a foolish or silly way
runic \ROO-nik\ adjective --Having some secret or mysterious meaning. --Consisting of or set down in runes. --Referring to an interlaced form seen on ancient monuments, metalwork, etc., of the northern European peoples.
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Post by xandria on Sept 13, 2011 17:13:40 GMT -6
We must collogue about this footle becuase it is runic.
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Post by lauraloo on Sept 13, 2011 20:12:04 GMT -6
We must collogue about this footle becuase it is runic. Reminds me of what I used to do back in 3rd grade when I had to use vocab words in a sentence. I'd shove them in a completely random, nonsensical sentence just to get them out of the way.
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