notbobsmith wrote: ↑Wed Nov 17, 2021 7:31 pm
I'm wondering if this might work better if the final story isn't presented until the end, just like in real Mad Libs.
I thought about that - but that'd mean the person would have to have it written up somewhere else and then PASTE all the answers in, which seems like a lot of work for whoever is "hosting" the turn of madlibs.
Much easier to have "fill in the blank" and quote and do it that way.
Also keep in mind. You shouldn't specify "TYPE OF PUB/BAR/TAVERN/INN ETC" - that should just be "PLACE" so that whoever fills it in can make it "FARM HOUSE" if they wanted or "SHOPPING MALL" etc.
It should always follow one of these for the fill in:
ADJECTIVE - describes something (Green, Squishy, Cute)
ADVERB - describes an action (Quickly, Carefully, Silently)
NOUN - person place or thing (Car, House, Child.)
PLURAL NOUN - people places or things (Cars, Houses, Children.)
VERB - An action (Run, Jump, Swim)
EXCLAMATION - (Wow!, Oh!, Yuck!)
NUMBER - (5, 223, 16.5)
COLOR - (Red, Green, Blue)
NAME - (Bill, Fred, Lisa)
LEISURE SUIT LARRY IN THE LAND OF THE LOUNGE GIANT LIZARDS
"Thanks, buddy!" Larry stepped out of the [HORSE DRAWN CARRAIGE], which sped off again. Larry stood and looked at the [HOSTELRY]. "May as well step in," he thought, and did so.
As he did, a mighty hero, with a BIG sword strapped to his back, stepped out into the mud and knocked Larry to the ground. "Hey! Watch it, fella!" Larry said.
The hero turned around and said, "[EXCLAMATION]! Vot do you vant, veaklink? Go home to your mother!"
Larry [ADVERB] punched the hero in the face -- or tried to. The hero caught his fist in one hand and said, "Vell! Ve haf a live von here and no mistake." Larry's knuckle was turning [COLOR,] but the hero didn't seem to notice. "I'll give you a piece of advice, boyo, see?" The hero went on. "Dis ain't your average town."
"Ugh." Larry grunted. "Let go of me, you [ANIMAL]!"
"Now is that any way to behave?" The hero went on calmly, still not letting go. "It's a long walk back to civilization. Without yer legs." He drew his sword and grinned at Larry's expression. "Nah, nah, I'm not gonna do that to you, boyo. You gots a bright future. Up to now."
Still not letting go, the hero used his very thin blade to lift Larry's white jacket off his shoulders. Flicking his wrist, he threw it up in the air, and then ... *WHOOM WHOOM WHOOM* The blade made three motions in the air, and Larry's jacket came floating down in four pieces.
"Hey! My [EXCLAMATION] jacket!"
"Just so you're paying attention, boyo. There is things much worse than me." The hero puffed out his expansive chest. "[NUMBER] of monsters, for one. A [VERB]ING dragon or two, maybe."
"A dragon?! But he'll [VERB] us alive--"
"Nah, nah." The hero's grin widened. "The dragons is old, an' restless, an' bored. They just wants a story or two. A dance, maybe. That's not so bad, right?"
Larry squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest. "Is that all? No problem! I got plenty of stories, and I know lots of dances! I even got a [NOUN]!"
"Knew you wuz a smart one." The hero let go of Larry's knuckles and pushed him into the mud. "Later, mud-boy."
LEISURE SUIT LARRY IN THE LAND OF THE LOUNGE GIANT LIZARDS
"Thanks, buddy!" Larry stepped out of the [HORSE DRAWN CARRAIGE], which sped off again. Larry stood and looked at the [HOSTELRY]. "May as well step in," he thought, and did so.
As he did, a mighty hero, with a BIG sword strapped to his back, stepped out into the mud and knocked Larry to the ground. "Hey! Watch it, fella!" Larry said.
The hero turned around and said, "[EXCLAMATION]! Vot do you vant, veaklink? Go home to your mother!"
Larry [QUIETLY] punched the hero in the face -- or tried to. The hero caught his fist in one hand and said, "Vell! Ve haf a live von here and no mistake." Larry's knuckle was turning [COLOR,] but the hero didn't seem to notice. "I'll give you a piece of advice, boyo, see?" The hero went on. "Dis ain't your average town."
"Ugh." Larry grunted. "Let go of me, you [ANIMAL]!"
"Now is that any way to behave?" The hero went on calmly, still not letting go. "It's a long walk back to civilization. Without yer legs." He drew his sword and grinned at Larry's expression. "Nah, nah, I'm not gonna do that to you, boyo. You gots a bright future. Up to now."
Still not letting go, the hero used his very thin blade to lift Larry's white jacket off his shoulders. Flicking his wrist, he threw it up in the air, and then ... *WHOOM WHOOM WHOOM* The blade made three motions in the air, and Larry's jacket came floating down in four pieces.
"Hey! My [EXCLAMATION] jacket!"
"Just so you're paying attention, boyo. There is things much worse than me." The hero puffed out his expansive chest. "[NUMBER] of monsters, for one. A [VERB]ING dragon or two, maybe."
"A dragon?! But he'll [VERB] us alive--"
"Nah, nah." The hero's grin widened. "The dragons is old, an' restless, an' bored. They just wants a story or two. A dance, maybe. That's not so bad, right?"
Larry squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest. "Is that all? No problem! I got plenty of stories, and I know lots of dances! I even got a [NOUN]!"
"Knew you wuz a smart one." The hero let go of Larry's knuckles and pushed him into the mud. "Later, mud-boy."
LEISURE SUIT LARRY IN THE LAND OF THE LOUNGE GIANT LIZARDS
"Thanks, buddy!" Larry stepped out of the [HORSE DRAWN CARRIAGE], which sped off again. Larry stood and looked at the [MUD-COLOURED PUB]. "May as well step in," he thought, and did so.
As he did, a mighty hero, with a BIG sword strapped to his back, stepped out into the mud and knocked Larry to the ground. "Hey! Watch it, fella!" Larry said.
The hero turned around and said, "[EXCLAMATION]! Vot do you vant, veaklink? Go home to your mother!"
Larry [QUIETLY] punched the hero in the face -- or tried to. The hero caught his fist in one hand and said, "Vell! Ve haf a live von here and no mistake." Larry's knuckle was turning [COLOR,] but the hero didn't seem to notice. "I'll give you a piece of advice, boyo, see?" The hero went on. "Dis ain't your average town."
"Ugh." Larry grunted. "Let go of me, you [ANIMAL]!"
"Now is that any way to behave?" The hero went on calmly, still not letting go. "It's a long walk back to civilization. Without yer legs." He drew his sword and grinned at Larry's expression. "Nah, nah, I'm not gonna do that to you, boyo. You gots a bright future. Up to now."
Still not letting go, the hero used his very thin blade to lift Larry's white jacket off his shoulders. Flicking his wrist, he threw it up in the air, and then ... *WHOOM WHOOM WHOOM* The blade made three motions in the air, and Larry's jacket came floating down in four pieces.
"Hey! My [EXCLAMATION] jacket!"
"Just so you're paying attention, boyo. There is things much worse than me." The hero puffed out his expansive chest. "[NUMBER] of monsters, for one. A [VERB]ING dragon or two, maybe."
"A dragon?! But he'll [VERB] us alive--"
"Nah, nah." The hero's grin widened. "The dragons is old, an' restless, an' bored. They just wants a story or two. A dance, maybe. That's not so bad, right?"
Larry squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest. "Is that all? No problem! I got plenty of stories, and I know lots of dances! I even got a [NOUN]!"
"Knew you wuz a smart one." The hero let go of Larry's knuckles and pushed him into the mud. "Later, mud-boy."
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LEISURE SUIT LARRY IN THE LAND OF THE LOUNGE GIANT LIZARDS
"Thanks, buddy!" Larry stepped out of the [HORSE DRAWN CARRIAGE], which sped off again. Larry stood and looked at the [MUD-COLOURED PUB]. "May as well step in," he thought, and did so.
As he did, a mighty hero, with a BIG sword strapped to his back, stepped out into the mud and knocked Larry to the ground. "Hey! Watch it, fella!" Larry said.
The hero turned around and said, "[EXCLAMATION]! Vot do you vant, veaklink? Go home to your mother!"
Larry [QUIETLY] punched the hero in the face -- or tried to. The hero caught his fist in one hand and said, "Vell! Ve haf a live von here and no mistake." Larry's knuckle was turning [COLOR,] but the hero didn't seem to notice. "I'll give you a piece of advice, boyo, see?" The hero went on. "Dis ain't your average town."
"Ugh." Larry grunted. "Let go of me, you [ANIMAL]!"
"Now is that any way to behave?" The hero went on calmly, still not letting go. "It's a long walk back to civilization. Without yer legs." He drew his sword and grinned at Larry's expression. "Nah, nah, I'm not gonna do that to you, boyo. You gots a bright future. Up to now."
Still not letting go, the hero used his very thin blade to lift Larry's white jacket off his shoulders. Flicking his wrist, he threw it up in the air, and then ... *WHOOM WHOOM WHOOM* The blade made three motions in the air, and Larry's jacket came floating down in four pieces.
"Hey! My [EXCLAMATION] jacket!"
"Just so you're paying attention, boyo. There is things much worse than me." The hero puffed out his expansive chest. "[NUMBER] of monsters, for one. A [VERB]ING dragon or two, maybe."
"A dragon?! But he'll [VERB] us alive--"
"Nah, nah." The hero's grin widened. "The dragons is old, an' restless, an' bored. They just wants a story or two. A dance, maybe. That's not so bad, right?"
Larry squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest. "Is that all? No problem! I got plenty of stories, and I know lots of dances! I even got a [DOG]!"
"Knew you wuz a smart one." The hero let go of Larry's knuckles and pushed him into the mud. "Later, mud-boy."
LEISURE SUIT LARRY IN THE LAND OF THE LOUNGE GIANT LIZARDS
"Thanks, buddy!" Larry stepped out of the [HORSE DRAWN CARRIAGE], which sped off again. Larry stood and looked at the [MUD-COLOURED PUB]. "May as well step in," he thought, and did so.
As he did, a mighty hero, with a BIG sword strapped to his back, stepped out into the mud and knocked Larry to the ground. "Hey! Watch it, fella!" Larry said.
The hero turned around and said, "[SHAZAM]! Vot do you vant, veaklink? Go home to your mother!"
Larry [QUIETLY] punched the hero in the face -- or tried to. The hero caught his fist in one hand and said, "Vell! Ve haf a live von here and no mistake." Larry's knuckle was turning [COLOR,] but the hero didn't seem to notice. "I'll give you a piece of advice, boyo, see?" The hero went on. "Dis ain't your average town."
"Ugh." Larry grunted. "Let go of me, you [ANIMAL]!"
"Now is that any way to behave?" The hero went on calmly, still not letting go. "It's a long walk back to civilization. Without yer legs." He drew his sword and grinned at Larry's expression. "Nah, nah, I'm not gonna do that to you, boyo. You gots a bright future. Up to now."
Still not letting go, the hero used his very thin blade to lift Larry's white jacket off his shoulders. Flicking his wrist, he threw it up in the air, and then ... *WHOOM WHOOM WHOOM* The blade made three motions in the air, and Larry's jacket came floating down in four pieces.
"Hey! My [EXCLAMATION] jacket!"
"Just so you're paying attention, boyo. There is things much worse than me." The hero puffed out his expansive chest. "[NUMBER] of monsters, for one. A [VERB]ING dragon or two, maybe."
"A dragon?! But he'll [VERB] us alive--"
"Nah, nah." The hero's grin widened. "The dragons is old, an' restless, an' bored. They just wants a story or two. A dance, maybe. That's not so bad, right?"
Larry squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest. "Is that all? No problem! I got plenty of stories, and I know lots of dances! I even got a [DOG]!"
"Knew you wuz a smart one." The hero let go of Larry's knuckles and pushed him into the mud. "Later, mud-boy."
notbobsmith wrote: ↑Wed Nov 17, 2021 7:31 pm
I'm wondering if this might work better if the final story isn't presented until the end, just like in real Mad Libs.
I thought about that - but that'd mean the person would have to have it written up somewhere else and then PASTE all the answers in, which seems like a lot of work for whoever is "hosting" the turn of madlibs.
Much easier to have "fill in the blank" and quote and do it that way.
notbobsmith wrote: ↑Wed Nov 17, 2021 7:31 pm
I'm wondering if this might work better if the final story isn't presented until the end, just like in real Mad Libs.
I thought about that - but that'd mean the person would have to have it written up somewhere else and then PASTE all the answers in, which seems like a lot of work for whoever is "hosting" the turn of madlibs.
Much easier to have "fill in the blank" and quote and do it that way.
LEISURE SUIT LARRY IN THE LAND OF THE LOUNGE GIANT LIZARDS
"Thanks, buddy!" Larry stepped out of the [HORSE DRAWN CARRIAGE], which sped off again. Larry stood and looked at the [MUD-COLOURED PUB]. "May as well step in," he thought, and did so.
As he did, a mighty hero, with a BIG sword strapped to his back, stepped out into the mud and knocked Larry to the ground. "Hey! Watch it, fella!" Larry said.
The hero turned around and said, "[SHAZAM]! Vot do you vant, veaklink? Go home to your mother!"
Larry [QUIETLY] punched the hero in the face -- or tried to. The hero caught his fist in one hand and said, "Vell! Ve haf a live von here and no mistake." Larry's knuckle was turning [SKY BLUE,] but the hero didn't seem to notice. "I'll give you a piece of advice, boyo, see?" The hero went on. "Dis ain't your average town."
"Ugh." Larry grunted. "Let go of me, you [ANIMAL]!"
"Now is that any way to behave?" The hero went on calmly, still not letting go. "It's a long walk back to civilization. Without yer legs." He drew his sword and grinned at Larry's expression. "Nah, nah, I'm not gonna do that to you, boyo. You gots a bright future. Up to now."
Still not letting go, the hero used his very thin blade to lift Larry's white jacket off his shoulders. Flicking his wrist, he threw it up in the air, and then ... *WHOOM WHOOM WHOOM* The blade made three motions in the air, and Larry's jacket came floating down in four pieces.
"Hey! My [EXCLAMATION] jacket!"
"Just so you're paying attention, boyo. There is things much worse than me." The hero puffed out his expansive chest. "[NUMBER] of monsters, for one. A [VERB]ING dragon or two, maybe."
"A dragon?! But he'll [VERB] us alive--"
"Nah, nah." The hero's grin widened. "The dragons is old, an' restless, an' bored. They just wants a story or two. A dance, maybe. That's not so bad, right?"
Larry squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest. "Is that all? No problem! I got plenty of stories, and I know lots of dances! I even got a [DOG]!"
"Knew you wuz a smart one." The hero let go of Larry's knuckles and pushed him into the mud. "Later, mud-boy."
LEISURE SUIT LARRY IN THE LAND OF THE LOUNGE GIANT LIZARDS
"Thanks, buddy!" Larry stepped out of the [HORSE DRAWN CARRIAGE], which sped off again. Larry stood and looked at the [MUD-COLOURED PUB]. "May as well step in," he thought, and did so.
As he did, a mighty hero, with a BIG sword strapped to his back, stepped out into the mud and knocked Larry to the ground. "Hey! Watch it, fella!" Larry said.
The hero turned around and said, "[SHAZAM]! Vot do you vant, veaklink? Go home to your mother!"
Larry [QUIETLY] punched the hero in the face -- or tried to. The hero caught his fist in one hand and said, "Vell! Ve haf a live von here and no mistake." Larry's knuckle was turning [SKY BLUE,] but the hero didn't seem to notice. "I'll give you a piece of advice, boyo, see?" The hero went on. "Dis ain't your average town."
"Ugh." Larry grunted. "Let go of me, you [KANGAROO]!"
"Now is that any way to behave?" The hero went on calmly, still not letting go. "It's a long walk back to civilization. Without yer legs." He drew his sword and grinned at Larry's expression. "Nah, nah, I'm not gonna do that to you, boyo. You gots a bright future. Up to now."
Still not letting go, the hero used his very thin blade to lift Larry's white jacket off his shoulders. Flicking his wrist, he threw it up in the air, and then ... *WHOOM WHOOM WHOOM* The blade made three motions in the air, and Larry's jacket came floating down in four pieces.
"Hey! My [EXCLAMATION] jacket!"
"Just so you're paying attention, boyo. There is things much worse than me." The hero puffed out his expansive chest. "[NUMBER] of monsters, for one. A [VERB]ING dragon or two, maybe."
"A dragon?! But he'll [VERB] us alive--"
"Nah, nah." The hero's grin widened. "The dragons is old, an' restless, an' bored. They just wants a story or two. A dance, maybe. That's not so bad, right?"
Larry squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest. "Is that all? No problem! I got plenty of stories, and I know lots of dances! I even got a [DOG]!"
"Knew you wuz a smart one." The hero let go of Larry's knuckles and pushed him into the mud. "Later, mud-boy."
LEISURE SUIT LARRY IN THE LAND OF THE LOUNGE GIANT LIZARDS
"Thanks, buddy!" Larry stepped out of the [HORSE DRAWN CARRIAGE], which sped off again. Larry stood and looked at the [MUD-COLOURED PUB]. "May as well step in," he thought, and did so.
As he did, a mighty hero, with a BIG sword strapped to his back, stepped out into the mud and knocked Larry to the ground. "Hey! Watch it, fella!" Larry said.
The hero turned around and said, "[SHAZAM]! Vot do you vant, veaklink? Go home to your mother!"
Larry [QUIETLY] punched the hero in the face -- or tried to. The hero caught his fist in one hand and said, "Vell! Ve haf a live von here and no mistake." Larry's knuckle was turning [SKY BLUE,] but the hero didn't seem to notice. "I'll give you a piece of advice, boyo, see?" The hero went on. "Dis ain't your average town."
"Ugh." Larry grunted. "Let go of me, you [KANGAROO]!"
"Now is that any way to behave?" The hero went on calmly, still not letting go. "It's a long walk back to civilization. Without yer legs." He drew his sword and grinned at Larry's expression. "Nah, nah, I'm not gonna do that to you, boyo. You gots a bright future. Up to now."
Still not letting go, the hero used his very thin blade to lift Larry's white jacket off his shoulders. Flicking his wrist, he threw it up in the air, and then ... *WHOOM WHOOM WHOOM* The blade made three motions in the air, and Larry's jacket came floating down in four pieces.
"Hey! My [EXCLAMATION] jacket!"
"Just so you're paying attention, boyo. There is things much worse than me." The hero puffed out his expansive chest. "[NUMBER] of monsters, for one. A [VERB]ING dragon or two, maybe."
"A dragon?! But he'll [DANCE] us alive--"
"Nah, nah." The hero's grin widened. "The dragons is old, an' restless, an' bored. They just wants a story or two. A dance, maybe. That's not so bad, right?"
Larry squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest. "Is that all? No problem! I got plenty of stories, and I know lots of dances! I even got a [DOG]!"
"Knew you wuz a smart one." The hero let go of Larry's knuckles and pushed him into the mud. "Later, mud-boy."
LEISURE SUIT LARRY IN THE LAND OF THE LOUNGE GIANT LIZARDS
"Thanks, buddy!" Larry stepped out of the [HORSE DRAWN CARRIAGE], which sped off again. Larry stood and looked at the [MUD-COLOURED PUB]. "May as well step in," he thought, and did so.
As he did, a mighty hero, with a BIG sword strapped to his back, stepped out into the mud and knocked Larry to the ground. "Hey! Watch it, fella!" Larry said.
The hero turned around and said, "[SHAZAM]! Vot do you vant, veaklink? Go home to your mother!"
Larry [QUIETLY] punched the hero in the face -- or tried to. The hero caught his fist in one hand and said, "Vell! Ve haf a live von here and no mistake." Larry's knuckle was turning [SKY BLUE,] but the hero didn't seem to notice. "I'll give you a piece of advice, boyo, see?" The hero went on. "Dis ain't your average town."
"Ugh." Larry grunted. "Let go of me, you [KANGAROO]!"
"Now is that any way to behave?" The hero went on calmly, still not letting go. "It's a long walk back to civilization. Without yer legs." He drew his sword and grinned at Larry's expression. "Nah, nah, I'm not gonna do that to you, boyo. You gots a bright future. Up to now."
Still not letting go, the hero used his very thin blade to lift Larry's white jacket off his shoulders. Flicking his wrist, he threw it up in the air, and then ... *WHOOM WHOOM WHOOM* The blade made three motions in the air, and Larry's jacket came floating down in four pieces.
"Hey! My [DRAGONSKIN] jacket!"
"Just so you're paying attention, boyo. There is things much worse than me." The hero puffed out his expansive chest. "[NUMBER] of monsters, for one. A [VERB]ING dragon or two, maybe."
"A dragon?! But he'll [DANCE] us alive--"
"Nah, nah." The hero's grin widened. "The dragons is old, an' restless, an' bored. They just wants a story or two. A dance, maybe. That's not so bad, right?"
Larry squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest. "Is that all? No problem! I got plenty of stories, and I know lots of dances! I even got a [DOG]!"
"Knew you wuz a smart one." The hero let go of Larry's knuckles and pushed him into the mud. "Later, mud-boy."
LEISURE SUIT LARRY IN THE LAND OF THE LOUNGE GIANT LIZARDS
"Thanks, buddy!" Larry stepped out of the [HORSE DRAWN CARRIAGE], which sped off again. Larry stood and looked at the [MUD-COLOURED PUB]. "May as well step in," he thought, and did so.
As he did, a mighty hero, with a BIG sword strapped to his back, stepped out into the mud and knocked Larry to the ground. "Hey! Watch it, fella!" Larry said.
The hero turned around and said, "[SHAZAM]! Vot do you vant, veaklink? Go home to your mother!"
Larry [QUIETLY] punched the hero in the face -- or tried to. The hero caught his fist in one hand and said, "Vell! Ve haf a live von here and no mistake." Larry's knuckle was turning [SKY BLUE,] but the hero didn't seem to notice. "I'll give you a piece of advice, boyo, see?" The hero went on. "Dis ain't your average town."
"Ugh." Larry grunted. "Let go of me, you [KANGAROO]!"
"Now is that any way to behave?" The hero went on calmly, still not letting go. "It's a long walk back to civilization. Without yer legs." He drew his sword and grinned at Larry's expression. "Nah, nah, I'm not gonna do that to you, boyo. You gots a bright future. Up to now."
Still not letting go, the hero used his very thin blade to lift Larry's white jacket off his shoulders. Flicking his wrist, he threw it up in the air, and then ... *WHOOM WHOOM WHOOM* The blade made three motions in the air, and Larry's jacket came floating down in four pieces.
"Hey! My [DRAGONSKIN] jacket!"
"Just so you're paying attention, boyo. There is things much worse than me." The hero puffed out his expansive chest. "[i] of monsters, for one. A [VERB]ING dragon or two, maybe."
"A dragon?! But he'll [DANCE] us alive--"
"Nah, nah." The hero's grin widened. "The dragons is old, an' restless, an' bored. They just wants a story or two. A dance, maybe. That's not so bad, right?"
Larry squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest. "Is that all? No problem! I got plenty of stories, and I know lots of dances! I even got a [DOG]!"
"Knew you wuz a smart one." The hero let go of Larry's knuckles and pushed him into the mud. "Later, mud-boy."
Yes, i is a number. You didn't say it had to be real.
LEISURE SUIT LARRY IN THE LAND OF THE LOUNGE GIANT LIZARDS
"Thanks, buddy!" Larry stepped out of the [HORSE DRAWN CARRIAGE], which sped off again. Larry stood and looked at the [MUD-COLOURED PUB]. "May as well step in," he thought, and did so.
As he did, a mighty hero, with a BIG sword strapped to his back, stepped out into the mud and knocked Larry to the ground. "Hey! Watch it, fella!" Larry said.
The hero turned around and said, "[SHAZAM]! Vot do you vant, veaklink? Go home to your mother!"
Larry [QUIETLY] punched the hero in the face -- or tried to. The hero caught his fist in one hand and said, "Vell! Ve haf a live von here and no mistake." Larry's knuckle was turning [SKY BLUE,] but the hero didn't seem to notice. "I'll give you a piece of advice, boyo, see?" The hero went on. "Dis ain't your average town."
"Ugh." Larry grunted. "Let go of me, you [KANGAROO]!"
"Now is that any way to behave?" The hero went on calmly, still not letting go. "It's a long walk back to civilization. Without yer legs." He drew his sword and grinned at Larry's expression. "Nah, nah, I'm not gonna do that to you, boyo. You gots a bright future. Up to now."
Still not letting go, the hero used his very thin blade to lift Larry's white jacket off his shoulders. Flicking his wrist, he threw it up in the air, and then ... *WHOOM WHOOM WHOOM* The blade made three motions in the air, and Larry's jacket came floating down in four pieces.
"Hey! My [DRAGONSKIN] jacket!"
"Just so you're paying attention, boyo. There is things much worse than me." The hero puffed out his expansive chest. "[i] of monsters, for one. A [DANCE]ING dragon or two, maybe."
"A dragon?! But he'll [DANCE] us alive--"
"Nah, nah." The hero's grin widened. "The dragons is old, an' restless, an' bored. They just wants a story or two. A dance, maybe. That's not so bad, right?"
Larry squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest. "Is that all? No problem! I got plenty of stories, and I know lots of dances! I even got a [DOG]!"
"Knew you wuz a smart one." The hero let go of Larry's knuckles and pushed him into the mud. "Later, mud-boy."
