Tevun-Krus #94 - 10th Anniversary Special

Mad Libs - Cry Ooorah!

The results of our mad libs Cry Ooorah, brought to you by the wonderful nosleneillor and angerbda

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By LovelyBurns

A challenge, a deed, a journey, a quest, a tulip, something that needs done before you rest. It all lies before you, open, waiting, big like an overstuffed ladder. Your future awaits, it lies within your grasp. Will you answer the call to complete a genuinely noble task?

A simple dystopia story is all we ask. Can you ignore the plea for aid from one so true and brave. The horns of creation echo throughout the depths of eternity, calling you to glory. Can a mind such as yours imagine such a thing? The thunder of creation itself, screaming 'YOUR' name.

When the mighty Mothership arrives, will you stand tall, bold, brave and relaxed amongst those weak 'Wordless Ones' of the Jupiter crowd. Can your mind peer beyond humanity's short sight and fearful grasp of what may be, but will not last.

We need a/an Amusant knitting to lead the way. Soldiers to keep the city of war at bay. Writer's who sling words with all their might. Are you ready to literally run against the dying of the light?

For future events you must Sleep, or all of our pasts will have been ill spent. The powers of creation demand you heed this call. Isn't the world of Jupiter a land for muses and oracles, intelligent beings who speculate about our future, past and present?

Do you want to feel the breathless anticipation of a quantum possibility in the birth if its making. If my words give you but a little inspiration. Seriously, do you need an even more long than invitation? How many times will you miss the TK publishing rotation, the monthly cycle of the Ooorah nation? Stories tell of a place that will be sci-fi for all time. Seek the watt-zine legend, whispered of far and wide, often treated as a religious shrine. The oldest e-zine known in all of Jupiter land, is gently holding out her hand.

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By AngusEcrivain

A challenge, a deed, a journey, a quest, a Punch, something that needs done before you rest. It all lies before you, open, waiting, Gargantuan like an overstuffed Desktop lamp. Your future awaits, it lies within your grasp. Will you answer the call to complete a genuinely noble task?

A simple Steampunk story is all we ask. Can you ignore the plea for aid from one so true and brave. The horns of creation echo throughout the depths of eternity, calling you to glory. Can a mind such as yours imagine such a thing? The thunder of creation itself, screaming 'YOUR' name.

When the mighty Mothership arrives, will you stand tall, bold, brave and Divisive amongst those weak 'Wordless Ones' of the Capula Yordello crowd. Can your mind peer beyond humanity's short sight and fearful grasp of what may be, but will not last.

We need a/an Ancient Composer to lead the way. Soldiers to keep the Lunch of war at bay. Writer's who sling words with all their might. Are you ready to literally Underline against the dying of the light?

For future events you must Hunt, or all of our pasts will have been ill spent. The powers of creation demand you heed this call. Isn't the world of Capula Yordello a land for muses and oracles, intelligent beings who speculate about our future, past and present?

Do you want to feel the breathless anticipation of a quantum possibility in the birth if its making. If my words give you but a little inspiration. Seriously, do you need an even Faster invitation? How many times will you miss the TK publishing rotation, the monthly cycle of the Ooorah nation? Stories tell of a place that will be sci-fi for all time. Seek the watt-zine legend, whispered of far and wide, often treated as a religious shrine. The oldest e-zine known in all of Capula Yordello land, is gently holding out her hand.