Challenges Thread

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Challenges Thread

Challenges Thread

- You have until the due date and time (central time) to submit answers to the current challenge.

- One answer per partnership may be submitted.

- At least one correct answer by the due date is necessary for the entire group to receive the challenge's clue. 

- You may interact with the enviornment in any way you like. You may also speak to as many people in the environment as you want. Chat, ask them questions, etc. Once you post your end of the conversation, I'll submit their responses to you.

- If a partnership is eliminated, any answer they submit will not be considered.

Good luck. 

submitted by Ruby M.
(June 2, 2016 - 11:14 pm)

I once had a bar of candy.

That bar really came in handy!

'Cause I needed lunch money 

So I gave it to Sunny 

She gave me money and the lunch was dandy. 

submitted by Mei-xue (May-shreh) , Fairyland
(June 17, 2016 - 2:53 pm)

A peppermint patty by York

Reducing the flavor of pork

That used to reside

'Til mint pushed it aside

Now should I unstopper this cork?

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A lot is implied here and not directly stated. xD  I suppose my limerick skills are rusty.

submitted by St.Owl, age Recarnated, Everywhere
(June 17, 2016 - 3:56 pm)

I ask Bernie who the scientist is, and what's his/her name.

submitted by Mei-xue (May-shreh) , Fairyland
(June 17, 2016 - 5:48 pm)

The old women, one of whom is now knitting furiously and the other reading Southern Living, look up. 

"Bernie? That bakery girl?" the Southern Living lady says. "She's not here. Does this look like a bakery to you?"

The knitter says, "The scientist is a good friend, but also an idiot."

"Yes, that sums it up nicely," the other woman agrees.

"I don't know the name of the scientist. I've never been told," the knitter continues.

"Is it Ruby?" you ask.

"No, no. Lily's grandmother? Dear me, no, she's not the scientist. The scientist is a little girl, about your age." 

submitted by Ruby M.
(June 18, 2016 - 10:59 am)

Here's my limerick:

All little girls and boys, 

Can agree, besides playing toys,

That candy's a delight,

That's why Halloween night,

is filled with squeals and noise.  

 

submitted by Joan B. of Arc, age 13, Camelot
(June 17, 2016 - 10:15 pm)

I've gotten so many of these! 200th comment! 

Did you knew that on the Longest Thread Ever thread, I got the 1000th comment, but if I had wait just A FEW MORE SECONDS, Brooklyn would have gotten it??? Perfect timing, huh? 

Xiǎo tùzǐ says evov. Evolve? Xiǎo tùzǐ, please don't evolve! 

submitted by 200!, Mei-xue
(June 18, 2016 - 2:45 pm)

I KNOW I KNOW! I THINK THAT I KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Are these "towns" dollhouse towns???

submitted by Mei-xue (May-shreh), Fairyland
(June 18, 2016 - 4:34 pm)

Hmm... a doll house, huh? Well, if it's a doll house, does that make us dolls or no? If we're not dolls, we should be able to eat and drink, right?

I ask the old ladies for some food and water. 

submitted by Marie
(June 18, 2016 - 11:52 pm)

Ruby is tired.... and it's only going to go downhill from here. Because I'm at a camp right now, due dates are a little iffy. So this challenge is done some time tomorrow morning. 

@Mei-xue: If you have a conclusion, you need to test it. Your final answer comes in the form of you leaving the town. If you are in a doll's town,then leave it. 

@Marie:

The old ladies produce some saltines and water. The saltines are somewhat stale, and you inquire if they have anything better. After much muttering about "kids these days", the ladies reveal a fridge full of good things to eat. You try some carrots and a pudding. You get more water from the tap. You can eat the food, and water does flow from the tap. 

submitted by Ruby M.
(June 19, 2016 - 11:59 pm)

Wow you guys are great poets. Here's my cheesy and bad poem:

--- 

From here to there                        

They are everywhere.

Tucked deep inside little jars,

Or long forgotten about in cars.

 

They taste so sweet; 

Making life complete.  

Round as the sun;

Only one lick will never get you done.

 

So many flavors,

And fruity to savor;

Colorful as a rainbow

A history only an expert would know.

 

If you couldn't tell already

This poem, long and steady;

Revolves like a top

Around the subject of a lollipop.

 

--- 

I know it's long I just had so many ideas for it. 

 

submitted by The Novelist, The Secret Forest
(June 19, 2016 - 12:49 am)

A limerick about candy... er... I'll think 

-- 

There once was a lollipop red

That was hidden in Shifting Sands' bed

So Shifting flipped out

And started to shout

And Volcano then blew up the shed.

-- 

I don't even know anymore. 

submitted by Somebody, age Who cares, Various places
(June 19, 2016 - 11:39 am)

Ill post it when I get back from swim practice @ 9:00 (8:00 chatterbox time). 

submitted by Rose bud
(June 20, 2016 - 6:03 am)
I'm bad at limericks. . . I'm not even sure I did it correctly! 
There once was some chocolate 
Inside of my pocket 
It got kinda sticky 
And quite icky
So I guess the weather 
Wasn't good for my sweater 
With that chocolate bar tucked inside 
submitted by September
(June 20, 2016 - 12:07 am)

Oops I misread that I thought it meant poem about candy ... not juts a limerick...

submitted by The Novelist, The Secret Forest
(June 20, 2016 - 2:55 am)

Whoo, I am up and awake and excercised and showered, just like a real responsible adult. Now, I shall crash and burn in two minutes. [And for the people who are saying, "Aw, come on, Ruby, it's 9 o'clock," it's 6:30 at the time I'm writing this and we weren't done until 11 last night.]

Challenge 6 has ended.

-Correct Answers were Given By-

Savvy44x and The Novelist (Your poem was wonderful, Novelist, but it wasn't a limerick)

Mei-xue AND St. Owl

Joan B. of Arc and Bookworm

Somebody and September

Great job this time! These were super fun to read and the ladies liked them a lot.

-Clue #6-

The one who created the town is the only one who is truly in each town; therefore, there is only ever truly one person in each town. 

submitted by Ruby M.
(June 20, 2016 - 8:44 am)