The Serendipitous Nouns Gam
e requires the writer to use the following nouns in a story or poem:
goblin, solution, ambrosia
island, spyglass, orator
Here are three entries posted on the TimBookTu Discussion Board at http://tb2.timbooktu.com just in time for Halloween:
Entry 1 by Charm
"I had to go all the way to another island to find these ingredients. I couldn't bear the tired stuff we have here," Canna Bal told Goblin.
"I know, last week the market was selling decade old white guy. You know they spoil after a few years. I bought it anyway. Figured the solution would be to add a little seasoning to spice it up. Are you bringing the ambrosia? I love marshmallows! And you always add little skeleton pieces. I like the extra crunch."
"I'll make you up an extra batch. I also bought sailor. They included his spyglass as an appetizer for free. He was caught by surprise trying to find his way through the lagoon. Couldn't pry it out of his eye so they included it, no charge," Canna Bal gushed. "I hope the surprise doesn't make him sour though. You know how fear can make people bitter."
"I know. That Limbaugh meat from last month was tough. I couldn't even chew it. They say he was an orator of sorts. He must've been a bitter one cause I was using a toothpick for days after that!" Goblin remarked. " Don't worry. This is gonna be some party" she squealed excitedly. "Let Madame Zomb E top this one!
"I know. Rumor has it she's serving pork."
"Pork!!! How disgusting! I don't eat no swine!"
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Entry 2 by Poetress Forever
The Goblin had the perfect solution to his dilemma. He would go as a princess, no one expected a goblin to look like a princess.
"I'll be princess Ambrosia everybody loves her, and for once I'll be treated nicely."
He created the perfect costume and recited a spell that would take him to the island of All Hallows Eve. Once there he pulled out his spyglass to see who was in attendance. "There they are Byron the Beast, Adam the Abettor, Patrick the Puker, David the Disease, Travis the Troll, Pamela the Pixie….etc. ………damn over in the corner by the dead bodies……Princess Ambrosia……..rats, Orator
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Entry 3 by Doug Holloway
As the one eyed GOBLIN did his wicked dance. The warlocks sat and looked. The foul AMBROSIA filled the air of the warm heart they'd just cooked. And when his dance was through he paced and looked among them all for something did not seem quite right the heart was much too small. I have but one eye left to me "Hand me the SPYGLASS, I must see. I'll find out who among you crept and stole my good eye as I slept. On cloven hooves, with raspy voice, the goblin now had made his choice. I'll have some of that broth for now and rest my constitution. We'll all wait here for hallows eve will give me the SOLUTION. As one every warlock on the ISLAND trembled.
And he sat down and started eating the foul broth slowly savoring every bite and silently cursing the loss of his sight. Then Tobias the tiniest warlock smiled and gave himself a sigh. The goblin chose his heart to boil, and as he slept, Tobias stole his eye.
I like my heart just where it is Tobias said to himself, he'll never figure it out anyway. Besides, what self respecting goblin needs two eyes when he has such a marvelous spy glass.
And the children all sighed as one in dissapointment as the ORATOR closed the book and said "Nitey Nite kiddies, we'll finish the story tomorrow, HAPPY HALLOWEEN," the goblin exclaimed, guess it's back to square one. Sigh."