Roger Clemente

Madra est le winner. And, so you have already continued...

I suppose I should give a hint... What consonent and vowel appear the most in this scramble? Put them together...as many times as you can.

Thank you for the humble refreshments. Much oblidged and appreciated. ~~~~~ On day, the Honorable Geddrow S. Lee went to a museum where there were feature performers and....just lost his mind. He took a flagpole and started stabbing people and things till he created a human shish-kabab. He even stabbed pour Sandy Liferston, his teammate on the Rush Softball team and man who owns the museum too. He was brought to justice. The next day's headline: Lee Impales C.E.O., Teammate, Mime, Poet, Cement Caveman ~~~~~ Enjoy!

It had been six years since the recovery of "The Spark", the uncomparable feat of aeronautic engineering. The British Military had used it's advanced technology to create their own form of air-based weaponry. To accomodate the vastness of these weapons, feul needed to be avoided, so they decided to implement each weapon with a solar battery. Nobody dared want to mess with them. The soldiers that were trained for this mission has shown a fierce loyalty to their commanders. This was the most advanced weaponry in the world, nobody dares wanting to be the enemy on the other end of these things. The commanding officers joked about how they acted like dogs, but the soldiers themselves actaully liked the name, and so they called themselves the Sun Dogs, incorporating the fact that they dealt with solar weaponry. Solasirius was their squadrons adopted official name. Out of the shadows, a new enemy was rising. A cell so large, it spread a cancer aronnd the world. Nations were crumbling in a fit or outside corruption. Alliances were breaking. Terror was holding. An new army was brewing, devoted entirely to bringing about a threat of anarchy, and they stopped at nothing to maintain it. Not even mass weapon warfare. The shadow crept easily towards the British borders. The Solasirius knew that the time would soon be here that they could save the world, and in short notice from the Prime Minister, their roles were won. The shadow lurked at the British border. The Solasirius Air Squadron took to the air. It took them almost an air to finally reach the shores, but they could sea the shadow in their boats of fear hovering way off in the distance. Suddenly, a mysterious object comes in and knocks out a wingman of the Squadron. They know now that this enemy is very hostile and that they have no intention of backing away. And so it was, at the moment The Solasirius General uttered the call that would change the world: "Sun dogs--Fire on the horizon!"

The final assignment will be a Manhattan Project...

QUOTE (madra sneachta @ Nov 2 2005, 08:00 PM) Roger, I suspected you were as convuluted as I am. I was wrong. You're worse!!!!!. Are you sure you're not Schro in disguise???. The reason I ask is that it's in my nature. It seems to me that as we spin the verbose threads of this scrambled web we weave, a sense of ethereal, almost supernatural synchronicity settles in our collective unconscious, and we forge the way ahead as one. Nice one my friend!!!!!!!! Convolution is my specialty! Thank you very much! Congrats, you have solved my very first scramble. You have won the traditional prize of.....creating one of your own for us to solve! I look forward to many more scramblings. --Roger "Time?" Clemente.

QUOTE (madra sneachta @ Nov 2 2005, 08:57 AM) Roger, In your puzzle I have found mystery. I felt elation when I discovered two presents. I've uncovered answers, but I'm at a loss as to what the real answer is. I implore you, have pity on us mortals and please point the way. Yeah....you're way off. Not true...though, of all the bold words you've written, one of them is correct. Another clue eh? Seven words the puzzle be... Another clue? By the end of the month, the song this puzzle is from will have been on two live albums. Looking for another clue? You may want to look back in retrospect... --Roger "Time?" Clemente.

One I am very surprised that hasn't been mentioned yet: - The first 17 seconds of "Show Don't Tell". It sounds like some sort of echoing dripping storm drain. And that weird backing vocal found at 2:12 of the song too. - The very quiet part of "By-Tor and the Snow Dog" sound, especially the ATWAS version where all you hear is just a tiny echoing guitar. If you imagine that you are lying on your back on the planet Pluto and starting and endless black night, it makes it feel wicked eerie. - That drumming at the beginning and ending of "Force Ten". It sounds like one of those sprocket drills that race car pit crews use to put on new tires. Also during the opening, just before that drill sounding drum, there is one guitar note that just wakes up your subwoofer. Come to think of it, the entire opening of Force Ten is a cocophony of sounds that don't seem to belong together, but do work fantastically: the choral "aaaah", the monster guitar note, the drill-beat, the woman giggling...you have no clue listening to the first 11 seconds what direction the song is going to go in. - Anyone else notice that it takes "Mystic Rhythms" FIFTY seconds to fade out? And if you listen closely, there's some dang nifty percussions in the quietness. - The last 1:24 of "Manhattan Project", when cranked to 11, sounds like pure chaos and I LOVE it!!! There is so much stuff going on in the song form the 3:44 mark to the 4:32 mark. It's what makes it my all-time favorite song. I like how the guitar climaxes at the 4:07 mark followed by the sharpness with how Geddy follows up saying "Big BA-ANG!" I am surprised no movie studios have ever used it for a movie trailer. It'd great to use for one of the "End of the world" type pictures. That's my two cents for now. --Roger "Time?" Clemente.

I dare say these are some damn funny answers you are giving. I enjoy it very much. Perhaps a hint or two are in order... Two versions of the same word appear in the real answer. Also, in one of the hilarious guesses provides, one of them has three letters in the correct order in the correct place in the answer. --Roger "Time?" Clemente.

Thank you everyone. I pounced upon these boards a few days ago and found this game. I think it's a very clever game. I intend on posting a lot more. And now, my inaugural scramble. I took me an hour to come up with this one (but only two minutes to come up with the story to accompany it. The names have been changed to protect the innocent.): One day, before a show, the famous Geddrow S. Lee was sitting down to his regular pre-show meal of soup. Today it was tomato. However, it was gone. At first Geddrow thought it was eaten by his new friend, the immortal Fred Penner. But Geddrow didn't think he was capable to doing something so fiendish. He examined the bowl and saw little drops of soup in a perfect pattern leading from the bowl to the edge of the table. Then Geddrow remember's Fred's pet spider. A big mother of a tarantula. Geddrow alerts his bandmate Sandy J. Lifeson about the possible theft of the soup by the spider, but Sandy confessed that he took the soup and ate it. This puzzled Geddrow. He couldn't believe it. He said to Sandy "I was sure Penner's tarantula ate my soup!" Sandy proved it was him, by showing Geddrow his soup-stained fingertips. Geddrow was convinced. He gave Sandy a Dutch rub and told him to never eat his soup again. The end. Enjoy!

They thought they lost the plane forever. A plane that flies so fast, everyone called it the Spark because of how brief it lasts in the skies. It was lost in the Andies back in sixty-three. But thanks to a man by the name of Philip Harley, the plane was foundly, primarily intact in a cave located in the Eastern face of the mountain range. A benchmark in aerodynamics, the British government were eager to find their most beloved accomplishment still in good shape. They vowed to get back in working condition and use it to base their new jet airliners on it's prototype. The news of the find got England excited. In the London Daily Press, the headline read: The Spark Still Flies. Alas, it was hard to contain the glee the Brits had. This was something worth celebrating. A return to the triumph of industry.