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[ADJECTIVE] - SPARKLING
[ADJECTIVE] - STRONG
[ADVERB] - DEFTLY
[VERB] - BAY
[VERB]
[NOUN]
[ADJECTIVE]
[OLD SAYING] BY THE OL' JOLLY ROGER, THAT TUGS MY BEARD WHEN THAT HAPPENS!
[ADJECTIVE] - BLURRY

[ADJECTIVE] - SPARKLING
[ADJECTIVE] - STRONG
[ADVERB] - DEFTLY
[VERB] - BAY
[VERB]
[NOUN] - WOLF
[ADJECTIVE] - DILAPIDATED
[OLD SAYING] BY THE OL' JOLLY ROGER, THAT TUGS MY BEARD WHEN THAT HAPPENS!
[ADJECTIVE] - BLURRY

[ADJECTIVE] - SPARKLING
[ADJECTIVE] - STRONG
[ADVERB] - DEFTLY
[VERB] - BAY
[VERB] - DANCE
[NOUN] - WOLF
[ADJECTIVE] - DILAPIDATED
[OLD SAYING] BY THE OL' JOLLY ROGER, THAT TUGS MY BEARD WHEN THAT HAPPENS!
[ADJECTIVE] - BLURRY

All done.

Well that was fast. Words from Part 1 are in blue:

GABRIEL KNIGHT: CURSE OF THE WERECHEETAH, PART 2

Analysis of the water revealed that it came from a SPARKLING spring found deep in the Louisiana bayou. The place was rumored to be cursed and Gabriel had a hard time hiring a boat to take him to the location. The boatman had a STRONG Louisiana accent. “Heard a lot of strange stories from this place,” the boatman said DEFTLY. “They say the animals in these parts will BAY at the moon. There’s a story of a man who DANCED a WOLF. He spent the rest of his life in an asylum. Nothing good comes from here.”

After many hours, they arrived at a DILAPIDATED dock. “This is as far as I go,” the boatman said. “We have an old saying: BY THE OL' JOLLY ROGER, THAT TUGS MY BEARD WHEN THAT HAPPENS!” The boatman departed and Gabriel ventured into the BLURRY woods.

After a long walk, he found a clearing. To his surprise, someone was already there. An old woman approached him. “Mr. Knight? My name is Laura Bow.”

To be concluded...

A lot of these words fit a little too well. Are you guys peaking?

notbobsmith wrote: ↑Fri Mar 18, 2022 12:40 am After many hours, they arrived at a DILAPIDATED dock. “This is as far as I go,” the boatman said. “We have an old saying: BY THE OL' JOLLY ROGER, THAT TUGS MY BEARD WHEN THAT HAPPENS!” The boatman departed and Gabriel ventured into the BLURRY woods.
A lot of these words fit a little too well. Are you guys peaking?

Holy crow. A lot of those did fit. Like the Jolly Roger, Tugs my Beard... I happen to like pirates, and happened to have a habit of tugging on my ever greying beard...

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[COLOR]
[MONSTER]
[EXPRESSION IN FORM OF A QUESTION]
[BODY PART]
[ADVERB]
[NOUN]
[EXPRESSION IN THE FORM OF INSTRUCTIONS]
[EXPRESSION]
[EXPRESSION]

[ADJECTIVE]
[COLOR]
[MONSTER] - TROLL
[EXPRESSION IN FORM OF A QUESTION] - WHEN SHALL WE THREE MEAT AGAIN?!? MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!
[BODY PART]
[ADVERB]
[NOUN]
[EXPRESSION IN THE FORM OF INSTRUCTIONS]
[EXPRESSION]
[EXPRESSION]
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(By the way ... some good news for you here, Tawm: Another Conquests of the Longbow Playthrough)

[ADJECTIVE] - METAL
[COLOR]
[MONSTER] - TROLL
[EXPRESSION IN FORM OF A QUESTION] - WHEN SHALL WE THREE MEAT AGAIN?!? MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!
[BODY PART]
[ADVERB]
[NOUN]
[EXPRESSION IN THE FORM OF INSTRUCTIONS]
[EXPRESSION]
[EXPRESSION] - MAY THE CAT EAT YOU, AND MAY THE DEVIL EAT THE CAT. (Irish insult)

Why does the forum keep eating my replies???

[ADJECTIVE] - METAL
[COLOR]
[MONSTER] - TROLL
[EXPRESSION IN FORM OF A QUESTION] - WHEN SHALL WE THREE MEAT AGAIN?!? MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!
[BODY PART] - CHEEKS
[ADVERB] - DUTIFULLY
[NOUN]
[EXPRESSION IN THE FORM OF INSTRUCTIONS]
[EXPRESSION]
[EXPRESSION] - MAY THE CAT EAT YOU, AND MAY THE DEVIL EAT THE CAT. (Irish insult)

[ADJECTIVE] - METAL
[COLOR] - LEMON YELLOW
[MONSTER] - TROLL
[EXPRESSION IN FORM OF A QUESTION] - WHEN SHALL WE THREE MEAT AGAIN?!? MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!
[BODY PART] - CHEEKS
[ADVERB] - DUTIFULLY
[NOUN]
[EXPRESSION IN THE FORM OF INSTRUCTIONS] - YE'LL TAK' THE HIGH ROAD AND I'LL TAK' THE LOW ROAD, AND I'LL BE IN SCOTLAND A'FORE YE!
[EXPRESSION]
[EXPRESSION] - MAY THE CAT EAT YOU, AND MAY THE DEVIL EAT THE CAT. (Irish insult)

[ADJECTIVE] - METAL
[COLOR] - LEMON YELLOW
[MONSTER] - TROLL
[EXPRESSION IN FORM OF A QUESTION] - WHEN SHALL WE THREE MEAT AGAIN?!? MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!
[BODY PART] - CHEEKS
[ADVERB] - DUTIFULLY
[NOUN] - PANTS
[EXPRESSION IN THE FORM OF INSTRUCTIONS] - YE'LL TAK' THE HIGH ROAD AND I'LL TAK' THE LOW ROAD, AND I'LL BE IN SCOTLAND A'FORE YE!
[EXPRESSION] - YE'LL TAK' THE HIGH ROAD AND I'LL TAK' YER TROOSERS!
[EXPRESSION] - MAY THE CAT EAT YOU, AND MAY THE DEVIL EAT THE CAT. (Irish insult)

And that's it

[ADJECTIVE] - METAL
[COLOR] - LEMON YELLOW
[MONSTER] - TROLL
[EXPRESSION IN FORM OF A QUESTION] - WHEN SHALL WE THREE MEAT AGAIN?!? MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!
[BODY PART] - CHEEKS
[ADVERB] - DUTIFULLY
[NOUN] - PANTS
[EXPRESSION IN THE FORM OF INSTRUCTIONS] - YE'LL TAK' THE HIGH ROAD AND I'LL TAK' THE LOW ROAD, AND I'LL BE IN SCOTLAND A'FORE YE!
[EXPRESSION] - YE'LL TAK' THE HIGH ROAD AND I'LL TAK' YER TROOSERS!
[EXPRESSION] - MAY THE CAT EAT YOU, AND MAY THE DEVIL EAT THE CAT. (Irish insult)


KING'S QUEST XI: QUEST FOR PROLETARIAT, the Conclusion.

As King Graham rides, he reaches the Lake of [MANATEE]. He turns to his horse and says, "[SLUG] back to Daventry. I must [OBFUSCATE] across the lake alone."

Crossing the lake, he saw the [METAL] cabin that belonged to the [LEMON YELLOW] hag.

He knew that this hag was well known for having the kind of [ACID] which Rosella needed. The highly combustible acid was used specifically because of how it reacts with some metals to liberate hydrogen. The Unicorn Rosella had rescued had been captured, yet again, by a [TROLL].

She'd saved the Unicorn from the foul beast, but it's horn was shackled by magic chains that prevented the unicorn from using its magic.

King Graham crossed the Lake of [MANATEE] and knocked on the hag's door.

"[WHEN SHALL WE THREE MEAT AGAIN?!? MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!]," the hag asked.

"I don't know what that means, but I need the acid you make to help liberate a trapped unicorn my daughter rescued," King Graham said.

"Well, I can get that for you, but you will need to kiss me on [CHEEKS]."

King Graham shuddered at the idea, but [DUTIFULLY] kissed the hag as desired.

She cackled with glee and reached in her [PANTS] and pulled out the required acid.

"Beware," she said, "[YE'LL TAK' THE HIGH ROAD AND I'LL TAK' THE LOW ROAD, AND I'LL BE IN SCOTLAND A'FORE YE!]."

"I will keep that in mind," Graham said and took the acid and crossed the lake.

It'd been much easier than he thought as he walked back to Daventry.

He got to the gate and shouted, "[YE'LL TAK' THE HIGH ROAD AND I'LL TAK' YER TROOSERS!]!"

Recognizing Graham's secret password, they raised the gate and allowed him entrance where he gave the vat of specialized acid to Rosella, who thanked her father, saying, "[MAY THE CAT EAT YOU, AND MAY THE DEVIL EAT THE CAT]."

The unicorn was freed and Rosella hugged her father.

I didn't expect the witch to be wearing 'troosers'. Or to keep the acid ... where she kept it.

Rosella clearly hates her dad.

I guess I'm next?

SPACE QUEST XII: SO DAMN TIRED

One day, an alarm sounded on the space station. Roger Wilco woke up after a nap in the broom cupboard. "Not again!" He thought. "Honestly, you can't sleep for 30 or 40 [UNIT OF TIME]s without being woken up."

He stretched, yawned, and [VERB]ed. "I better go see what they want," he thought.

But when he left the broom cupboard, people were [VERB]ing and running, and [ADVERB] getting in his way. One of them yelled "Ahhh! Ahhhhhhhh!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" which sounded bad. "What's the matter?" Roger [VERB]ed.

"I have a [BODY PART]-ache!" The man [VERB]ed.

Another man was running around in [GEOMETRIC SHAPE]s, repeating "Panic, panic, panic, panic..." until Roger slapped him. Then he said "Thank you, [DESCRIPTOR] man. I don't know what got into me."

The computer screen was blank until Roger thumped it into life. On it, a face from the past said: "[GREETING]s, earthlings. Remember me?" It paused to mwa-ha-ha a little. "I am building a new Astro Chicken restaurant in your quadrant, and sadly, your [ADVERB] inadequate space vehicle is due for demolition. Do not be alarmed; [TYPE OF EXPLOSIVE] has already been [VERB]ed to your ship, and the process will take approximately one of your earth minutes. Thank you." The screen went blank.

Roger clenched his fists. "Bloody Sludge Vohaul again!" he [VERB]ed. He thumped the screen, which flickered into life. "Yes? Ah, Mr Wilco. What an unexpected soon-to-become pleasure. Is there anything I can [VERB] for you before you become space debris?"

"I don't want to become space debris!" Roger shouted. "[POLITE EXPLETIVE] you, Vohaul!"

Vohaul's mouth creased into a tight smile. "Did I say you had a choice?"

A polite female voice said: "Detonation in 10 seconds. Ten ... nine ... eight ..."

"I will return and [VERB] my revenge!"

Sludge Vohaul sighed. Or perhaps it was a valve in his protective space suit. "That's my line, Mr Wilco. Don't wear it out."

"Five ... four ... three ..."

"[POLITE WORD(S) USED WHEN LEAVING], Mr Wilco." The screen went black. The world went white.

"Oh well," thought the consciousness of Roger Wilco. "At least I won't have to put up with him anymore!"

THE END

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