John Shoemaker was a simple, ageing vassal and DENIZEN of feudal Europe. He’d been residing on the land of Lord Ulric for the previous five years and no longer had any FEALTY for his Lord; John had grown weary of Ulric’s incessant snobbish demands. Fed up with his way of life, John resolved the only solution to his frustrations was to leave Lord Ulric’s land. This of course seems quite simple, however, John had accumulated an unpayable amount of debt to Lord Ulric within the duration of his residency on the land. This was extremely unreasonable considering John lived such a meager lifestyle, but his debt prevented Ulric from allowing him to leave. Despite this obstacle, John was determined to ELUDE Lord Ulric’s rule. When night fell, John commenced his GAMBIT. He packed a small bag of essentials, left his small hut and made way for the forest (the boundary of Ulric’s land). Once there, John planned to walk through the forest and find a nearby town to spend the remainder of his days. Unfortunately, the elderly vassal was a LAGGARD and the chill of winter soon crept upon him. Unable to continue due to his feebleness and age, John curled up in a clearing and soon died. When his body was found, no OBSEQUIES were held for him. From then on, vassals were hesitant to work for Lord Ulric. John’s death and the shortage of workers was a BLIGHT upon the land, leaving the once existent gardens FALLOW and bare. Lord Ulric became so desperate for workers that he offered sums of money to ENTICE vassals to come and cultivate the land. However, no sum of money offered could GRATIFY the vassals.The unease of John’s unjust and untimely fate left Lord Ulric without workers. His greed and selfishness was his land’s demise.
Hello there, my name is Bucky. I live on a huge farm with my 3 brothers,my 2 month old sister my mama and dad. On the farm we have 4 cows, 2 fat pigs, 7 chickens, and 2 horses. We also grow wheat,corn,and potatoes; we use the cows manure to fertilize all of our crops. I used to have 4 brothers but one got very sick and he passed away; we had a little OBSEQUY for him. We didn’t have a lot of money then, but now we have a ok amount. But my older brother Buckwheat Jr is a LAGGARD. Everytime we go to the fields to work, he is the last one there; he does not feel FEALTY towards the farm. I am loyal, though I have so much work to do today but I can’t because I can’t sleep at night with the baby always crying. She always wakes up at 2:12 every night, and I just lay in my bed while my sleep ELUDES me. I wish there was a way to ENTICE her to sleep. But on the nights when I do get a little bit of sleep I work like a strong horse. I never quit working until everything I need to do is done. Someday I hope to be the DENIZEN of the family farm,and inhabit the farm from my dad. On Saturday my dad talks to me about one of our FALLOW fields; he says next growing season we are going to try and grow carrots in there and see what happens. About this time last year a BLIGHT caused all of our crops to get destroyed and we lost a lot of money. But these days we use this new stuff called miracle grow and it helps the crops grow faster and bigger. That’s our GAMBIT, if we use the miracle grow we get more crops and then we get money. We put the extra money away for emergencies. But my favorite part of the day is dinner. My mama makes the best stew in town. After a long day of working hard we go inside and sit down at the table and eat. Sometimes im very cold after work but the food that Mama makes always warms me up. I’m always GRATIFIED when I see a hot meal on the table.
The FALLOW fields sat empty in the flat expanse behind my house, totally useless compared to the bustling farm next door. People said our house was a BLIGHT on the otherwise green and productive neighborhood, but as I won’t be a DENIZEN of the town much longer, since I’m moving next week, I don’t particularly care. Apparently my mom was ENTICED by a more coastal city. I can’t say I blame her; there’s nothing here, and the idea of change attracted me to the concept too. Although, the reasoning for suddenly picking up and moving ELUDES me, as I didn’t think she had a job or anything waiting there. I mean, we obviously don’t grow food full time, as you can tell from the LAGGARD growing rates and the unkempt fields. It’s gotten so bad that if those fields were people, we would’ve already held an OBSEQUY for them because they’re basically dead. As you can see, I have no FEALTY towards our house like some people do when they’ve lived in one place for a long period of time, if I did I would’ve come up with a much better GAMBIT against the weeds on my property, to hold them back. But that’s probably one of the reasons she wanted to leave, the property didn’t GRATIFY her as much as it had my father, he used to love it, but she was never one for a farm.
How could this have happened? Who could have ever guessed. About a month ago someone in my school was in a crucial accident. One of my friend’s was in a crucial accident. Now, a month later her OBSEQUY was finally being held. The girl’s family couldn’t decide on where it should be held, within the church or outside. Then, eventually they decided and the date was set to a day that GRATIFIED most people’s wants. Today, four of my friends and I took our seats in the church and were DENIZENS at the funeral. Since the accident had occurred all of us have felt FALLOW. We felt guilty that we haven’t helped with any of the preparation for today or even offered. Additionally, all of us felt as if it were our faults. We all feel as if we lost our FEALTY of our friendship that night. The night of the accident, we were all together. We had all decided that day in school we would ELUDE from our homes, we snuck out of our windows. All we wanted to do was go to our favorite spot and watch the stars, but much more than that happened. I remember we all met at the park and were going to drive to our spot. Rather Melanie, being the LAGGARD or the group, was late like usual. We all were waiting in the car when she finally arrived. We started to head to where we usually go faster than normal, our own GAMBIT to make up for the time wasted waiting for our friend. Once we were going, far ahead we saw lights flashing left and right. The lights ENTICED us, we continued toward the lights forgetting all about the stars. We were all too curious as to what was going on. The rest of the night is a blur. None of us have spoken about it, especially not to each other. I think because most of us try to forget it, but that is nearly impossible. That night caused a BLIGHT on any other article in the newspaper, any television channel not expressing what happened that night, all every-day conversations. Everything revolved around the accident. Now, a month later many people have settled down, apart from those closest to her. Including me.
I looked upon the field of dead corn plants. The land had grown FALLOW; it had been years since the farmer made an effort to tend to the crops. The dead land had become a BLIGHT to the otherwise beautiful town it bordered. On a second thought, the farmer’s laziness would benefit my friend George and I as we attempted to cross the field. All we needed to do was avoid the main house where he slept, and we would be able to successfully ELUDE trouble. The route through the corn field was a shortcut towards the Smith’s house; the location in which the previous mayer’s OBSEQUY was taking place. He was a beloved man who was known personally by people like George and I. We just wanted to pay our respects before the burial. As we crossed the corn field, George became more and more of a LAGGARD. Every ten steps he took seemed to be accompanied by a water break. I started to form a GAMBIT of how I would leave him behind in order to speed up my own pace but before my plan could come into effect, we were already on the other side of the field looking at the Smith’s house. We watched as the town’s DENIZENS came out of nearby houses. They were all headed to the Smith’s house for different reasons. Some wanted to show their FEALTY to the deceased mayer and the ideas he stood for while he was in office. Other’s were ENTICED by the attractive, free meals that were provided by the Smith’s. By the end of the event, I was almost in tears. Many of the passed mayer’s friends gave speeches in which they described their favorite memory of the man. George and I were pleased we decided to attend the event, however the thought of walking back through the corn field did not GRATIFY either of us.
On a cold December night, Alice was walking down her street. She was on her way to her best friends house to study for their upcoming chemistry test. Alice had FEALTY for her best friend and would do anything for her. It was dark and rainy and most of the street lights were broken. While Alice was walking she noticed someone was walking behind her. This person seemed to be a LAGGARD, for they were not in a hurry. Alice tried to ignore the person behind her because she didn’t think it was that much of a big deal. Until the person caught up to her. The last thing Alice saw that night was a bag slip past her eyes and cover her entire head. Alice woke up to the sound of a door opening, still she had the bag over her head and her hands tied together. She heard a strange voice. A man, who is not a DENIZEN to the United States because he had a thick british accent. Finally the bag was removed from Alice’s hair to reveal a small stone room with a table in the middle with chairs and a window. The man behind her pushed her into the room and shut the door behind her. Alice went and looked out the window and saw a BLIGHT yard that looked like it could never grow anything even if it tried. She had no idea where she could be and how long she’d be there. She had to come up with a plan. Alice’s first idea was to find a GAMBIT, a weakness these men had that could help her escape. As she thought, she finally came up with a plan. She overheard two guards talking outside about an OBSEQUY they were going to have for a guard who died. When that happens Alice will slip out the door which never actually locks properly, which she had noticed. Once Alice got out of her small room, she had to ELUDE from the guards walking by. So she jumped around a corner and waited patiently for them to disappear. Her escape was almost successful until a guard saw her. He grabbed her by the hand and roughly dragged her down a hallway. As they walked she tried to ENTICE him. Telling him if he helped her, she would do anything in return. The guard said he’d help but did not want a prize in the end. This GRATIFIED Alice, she was finally going to get out of this place. He brought her out back where the cars were stored and said that he will drive her into her town. On their way back Alice saw all the FALLOW fields, waiting to be used again this summer. She was so thankful she had met this guard. If it weren’t for him, she could’ve spent years kidnapped.
There was a girl named Grace who hated her job and was miserable going to work everyday. She refused to quit her job because of her Fealty towards her job and her coworkers. They enticed her by giving her a raise because everyone was quitting. I mean, working in a factory is hard and getting out at 2 AM can get depressing because your life is passing day by day. She sometimes eludes from her job at night to get a break without anyone noticing. She has a blight glimpse of her future and realized she wouldn’t be able to see her kids concerts, games, ect. One night, while working at the factory, she became fallow and laggard. She saw an obsequy laying around and said “I need to live my life before i’ll be in it. She realized she isn’t going to live by gratifying her boss and quit her job. Her boss tried to gambit her but it didn’t work. She left New Jersey and moved to California and become a denizen. The End.
The streets of New York were packed full of busy people, as if everyone was in a rush, including me. It was midnight ; I guess it really is “ the city that never sleeps”. I was behind this man and he was going slower than a snail . “ Can you hurry up and stop being a laggard?”, I shouted at him. I’m not afraid to speak my mind, I never have been. The man turned his head slightly to see me, a skinny nineteen year old girl. He rolled his eyes but sped up his pace. New York is known for rude people and even though I’m not denizen of the city, I feel like this is where I’ve always belonged. I grew up in Arkansas. The town I lived in was small, isolated, and toxic. I don’t really like to talk about my family but to keep it short and simple I’ll say they didn’t care about me at all. I knew once I got enough money from my part time job at Burger King that I would leave. The people in my town were dramatic, self absorbed, and all the same. I had to elude from there and come to “ the big apple”. This is where people’s dreams come true. This is where you can be different without being judged. This is my new home. Why was I in a rush at midnight? I met this girl at an art gallery, her name was Kelsey . Kelsey invited me to a movie in the park at 11:45 and I may have forgot. I’m irresponsible like that. I finally made a friend and forgot we made plans. So anyways I was running down the street avoiding baby strollers and tiny dogs. I could see the movie playing in the distance and the smell of popcorn was getting strong. I was suddenly stopped by an elderly man wearing ripped clothes. “ Would you like to buy an orange?”, he begged. I looked at him for a second and replied, “ No thank you I’m okay.” I tried to go around him but he quickly stepped ahead of me and said “ How about buy one get one free?” He enticed me and I thought Kelsey might want one as well. I paid the man and ran to the park. Kelsey was sitting on a blanket, alone. I ran up to her and shouted “ Hey Kelsey! Sorry I’m late girl!”. Multiple people shushed me as if I were in a library or at an obsequy for my late grandma. “ Dannnnggg” , I whispered. Kelsey didn’t even look embarrassed like my old friends’ would’ve been. She laughed and I could tell she was gratified I came, even though I was late. “ Sorry I’m late!”, I told her. She laughed and said “ It’s okay. I can barely see the movie anyways. “ I looked in front of us and a tall man was blocking the whole view of the screen. I thought for a second and came up with a good gambit . “ Okay follow my lead.” I started scooching up towards the front slowly. Kelsey caught on and began to do the same. Finally we had a good view of the movie, which was Moana in case you cared. Later, after the movie was over, Kelsey and I walked back to her apartment. We complained about things we hated and talked passionately about the things we loved. I’ve never had a friend like Kelsey. We actually got along, we liked the same things and showed fealty to each other. I walked into her apartment. There were many holes in the walls and most things were blight and broken. I didn’t ,ind much because I don’t judge, but then I saw the look on Kelsey’s face. “ What? What is it?”, I was concerned. “ This was not like this when I left.”, she said with a blank expression on her face. I didn’t know what to do. Should I call the cops? Should I hug her? All these thoughts raced through my mind. “ Gotcha!” , she smirked while she said it. I punched her arm so hard and laughed until my stomach hurt. From that day on, me and Kelsey were the most lazy, fallow, best of friends.
Isaiah just couldn’t find the right lyric. He had been working in the studio for over 6 hours on one of his new songs and he had been stuck on making the final bit sound perfect. He kept being BLIGHTED and prevented from finishing the song because of this weird beat change at the end of the song. Even though making music a challenge, Isaiah still loved music. He loved it for two reasons. One, he could express himself however he wanted and say whatever he wanted to in his music, and two, it was his way to ELUDE life. Isaiah had had a pretty rough last few months. His father had passed away and attending his OBSEQUY had made Isaiah very depressed and FALLOW. It has been way too long since Isaiah had been in the studio doing what he loved, but he was now finally back and less LAGGARD than ever. Music had always eased his mind, pleased him, and GRATIFIED him. As Isaiah was thinking to himself, the perfect lyric finally came to him. He put it in and read over his song. He listened to it a few times, became satisfied, grabbed his jacket and left the studio. He had to go home and finish his homework which he had sworn to his mother he would do. Isaiah got home, gave his mom a kiss, went upstairs and took out his binder. He had to do some stupid history homework about how some old white dude swore FEALTY to his leader and used GAMBITS and strategies to beat France in some battle. Isaiah hated almost everything about school and the only thing that ENTICED him was english class. His teacher, Mr. Hans was the nicest guy he ever met. Mr. H had was a DENIZEN of Detroit and had gone through a lot of hard times so he felt Isaiah’s pain and helped Isaiah through a lot of hard times. After Isaiah finished his homework, he got into bed and fell asleep, dreaming big dreams about his new song would be a huge hit and how he is gonna make it big soon.
It all started a couple days after Jeb Bush’s passing, during his funeral. Before his OBSEQUY started everyone stood up in the church and pledged their FEALTY to the United States of America. Bush was so popular and loved that the church where his funeral was, was so full that people were in the windows peering in. The few LAGGARDS that were behind sadly were not even able to see the beautiful but sad moment. However, I was somehow able to make it in. I loved Bush so much, he was a great guy. Whenever I was in a slump and was very FALLOW he was there to help give me ideas or something to do, he always made me feel like a true DENIZEN in this world and not nothing. There was no wonder why his obsequy was so packed. But, this also stirred trouble, the people that were at the windows wanted to see his funeral so bad that the windows were beginning to be broken causing a BLIGHT to the priceless church. Once this was noticed people began to become very angry and stormed outside to get the people that broke the window. It was a mess, I decided to just ELUDE and get away after talking to Jeb’s family. But, as I was about to leave a massive bright light bursted and out of nowhere came the ghost of Jeb Bush. Immediately all the fighting stopped and the flabbergasted crowd stood there with their mouths open in shock. Bush used a GAMBIT and spoke of him resurrecting in order to GRATIFY the displeased crowd and ENTICE them with his resurrection because everyone wanted to see him again. But, there was a catch, Bush wanted everyone to only spread love and once a single word of any form of hate was said he would be gone once again. In the end, the world became a better place and Bush came back to continue the spread of his positive energy.
George lived in a small quiet town in NY named Lake shotbox. He had recently moved from Lake Snake, a neighboring town, because he spray painted the principle naked on the school and was expelled. He had a FALLOW mind and he used spray painting as a way to boost his creativity. He loved spray painting but he had never been caught before because he was always able to ELUDE the police. He was always GRATIFIED with his work and would admire it before bolting away from the cops. Although his principle idea wasn't his greatest he was somewhat admired by others because he was incredibly good at spray painting One time a veteran DENIZEN of Lake Snake has passed away and there was a OBSEQUIE. After the ceremony George had painted pictures of the man solutions on the streets of the town near the church. The act was well respected by many, however others citizens didn’t see the bigger picture of the art and saw it as a BLIGHT on the town. After George was caught he was suspected of other painting but he was young so the police ENTICED him with an offer to move and quit spray painting plus community service for him not to get arrested. He would agreed to these conditions but he did not stop painting. He had pledged his FEALTY to spray paintings for he had no plans of retiring the can. One day he had been painting a wall with a couple other painter from around town but the police had shown up and they all ran. One of them LAGGARD behind and slowed them all down. They came to the fence they had jumped to get to the spot. With one swift GAMBIT he hopped the fence but the slow kid didn’t make it. He was caught but he wasn’t to type of person to snitch and the rest got away.
Once upon of time it was this teen name Zias.He was a freshman in high school.He was a nice kid did well in school.He was FEALTY to the friends he had if they was loyal to him back.He had a good view coming through as a freshman.The other kids had liked him and he had haters that tried to BLIGHT his reputation.His personality ENTICED him by plenty of respect by almost everyone.Basically Zias was known as the man freshman year.He feel so GRAFITY of his how he can become so cool to people as a freshman,he was so shocked.Then again he got to know that people can be fake.He had to figure that out on his own.So when he figured out he was shocked again.Some of the dudes was upset they wasn’t getting the same attention he got.They started spreading rumors about him.They tried anything to blind his image saying he’s too cocky,That he’s rude to teachers and all.Some of those people who liked him liking him just cause of what they heard.Since zias was LAGGARD he had not known until people stop talking to him,Sit with him,Not even look at him.He felt bad going to people of why they was treating him like that after all the respect he had.ZIas was even a DENIZEN of the positive vibe club they had at his school.The ideas he had for a project in thier club people was very FALLOW about it they didn’t want to hear nothing he had to say.In a couple months the project is due and it was a OBSEQUY it was a ceremony for all the people who was in clubs for spreading positivity.Throughout his freshman year into his sophmore year he known it was a GAMBIT to success he now know that not all people is real and that he got to accept and move on so he ELUDED his way from the fake if he felt they wasn’t loyal to him.
One day Nick had killed someone and he was trying to elude the police so he stole a car and started to drive. This is because he would get arrested and that would cause a blight on his reputation. But his partner in crime was being laggard and holding them up so Nick said stop being fallow and do something; his name is edward he helped nick kill the man. Edward had gained Nick’s fealty from knowing him so long. Nick enticed edward to help him kill the guy by giving him cookies. Also edward just wanted to gratify Nick and make him happy because he had been depressed lately. Their gambit to escape was too fly to mexico and become a denizen there for the rest of their lives. But first Nick felt a little bad so he attended the obsequy of the man he killed.
There was a teenage girl named Nancy. She was DENIZEN of a suburban town where you would almost never see a non-caucasian. However she had always felt that there was a place waiting for her out in the world. Anyplace that wasn't in her town enticed her with adventure and happiness. Nevertheless, there was something keeping her there. Nancy had been with her boyfriend for about two years. To her he was everything, she had an extreme FEALTY towards him. She would show her love in anyway possible. Her boyfriend, Mason loved her very much. However he would almost never show it. Whenever she'd be excited to tell him something he would shut her down or ignore her. On most days he made her feel like crap, but others he made her feel like the luckiest girl in the world. She would do so much to get him to notice her, but nothing worked. Also he would often cause a BLIGHT on her dreams and she would be forced to give them up. All her friends told her that it need to end that she didn’t deserve that torture as well as that she need to ELUDE this relationship. She didn’t listen,but she did know that she had to get away. One day something drastic occured, while in school she got a call from her mother. She had told her that her father had just died in Syria, fighting the war. When she heard those words she dropped to her knees. She keep hearing it over and over again, it was like it was on a loop that would never stop. Mason saw her crying and went over to comfort her in the only way he knew how, he sat down next to her and asked what was wrong. She just looked at him with wide blue eyes, and got up and walked out. When everyone caught word about what had happened, her family got all sorts of gifts like flowers and food. It was like they all were trying GRATIFY her family just so they could feel better about themselves. Almost like that they used it as a GAMBIT. But none of it changed the fact that he was gone. When Nancy went back to school, she almost seemed like a zombie. She always walked LAGGARD behind the rest of the kids in the hallway. She sat in the back of the class now, unlike what she used to do. Nancy was a star student and now she was FALLOW and didn’t talk. Mason was worried because she wasn’t talking to anyone including him. He went up to her during lunch and before he could ENTICE her with tickets to movies. She looked at him and said, you don’t treat me good at all, and i don’t want to be with someone who makes me feel like crap. Nancy got up and walked away, Mason was let stunned and alone. He put his head down and let the tears fall out. The day of Nancy’s dad’s funeral had arrived. Almost the whole town came, even Mason. He looked like his soul had been taken away, he was in the same pain that Nancy was in. Her father’s good friend gave short sweet OBSEQUIES in tribute to him. After the funeral was over, Nancy stayed behind to have time alone with her father. Mason came up behind and hugged her, she put her head in his shoulder and cried, and cried, and cried.
Cousin Vinny stood in the middle of loot lake on a brisk summer morning. He has been ELUDING,escaping the toxic John Wicks in Tilted Towers. Lucky for Vinny the John Wicks were LAGGARDS, and moved at a slow pace. His GAMBIT was working and the John Wicks were moving according to the plan. Vinny was GRATIFIED by this and was now in a happy mood. As Vinny moved east he encountered the DENIZENS, the people who lived at Dusty Depot. They had a BLIGHT reputation, they destroyed everything. But the supply drops ENTICED Vinny, he was attracted to the drops. But they denizens held strong pledging loyalty or FEALTY to Dusty Depot. The land was left unused and FALLOW until now. Vinny slaughtered all the denizens and forgot about a obsequy, they had no funeral. Vinny went on to attack the John Wicks at Salty Springs. To be continued ...
Flem Cottage was awesome he loved to ELUDE or escape hobos. Flem Cottage would do this because the hobos would come after him after he stole there blankets in order for the man to make quilts. But there was downside to this Flem’s quilt making he would leave lots of scraps FALLOW or unused and they would go to waist. Flem Cottage had a BLIGHT or bad reputation because of his blanket stealing obsession. Cops stared him down at every chance they got he felt saddened. Flem received a phone call late in the evening about his brother Mucus who had passed. He was even more sadended he had to go to the OBSEQUE or funeral ceremony at 4:20 AM. Flem had to drive to Influenza city which unfortunately he was not a DENIZEN or residence of witch made Flem uneasy. Although it made Flem uneasy he still had an FEALTY or obligation to go to Mucus’s Funeral. On the way to the Funeral Flem saw a flyer on a telephone pole that read “Large reward for anyone who finds booger the naked mole rat”. This poster ENTICED or attracted Flem to start looking for this naked mole rat. First Flem had to go to the ceremony which was only 3 mins away. Flem was GRATIFY or pleased that he went to the funeral but also sad because his brother had passed. Flem now was on a mission to find this rat but his mother had made him take along his little brother Rick Cottage who was LAGGAR or slow. After searching for hours with Rick Cottage they quit and went to Petsmart and bought a naked mole rat. Then they went to the address on the note and gave them there rat and received 69 dollars witch was a GAMBIT or advantage. It was a advantage because now Flem had gas money to go home.
In the final minutes of lacrosse practice, Billy was beyond excited to go home. He really wished he was going home to relax and go to bed at a reasonable hour. Now, only in his wildest dreams could Billy go home to play Fortnite and chill before bed. Because he was a DENIZEN of Winky Town, Billy had a longer car ride home than most; Billy liked driving, so he didn’t usually have an issue with it. Today, even the great man up above had decided it was not a good day for Billy. On his way home, as he drove past Northwood Road, the greatest LAGGARD of all time pulled out right on front of Billy. The only oncoming cars billy saw for the rest of the drive were in passing zones, and he never exceeded 45 miles per hour for the rest of the trip. After he got home, Billy quickly ate dinner and started doing homework. If he wasn’t careful he could sit FALLOW in his room for hours on end, but he had been trying to be more productive lately. While he did have a headache and was only halfway into the story he had to write, Billy kept ENTICING himself to work with the hope that one day the teachers might show mercy. The endless waves of homework, busy work or not, had been a BLIGHT to his “free” time for years now, but this month was especially difficult for some reason. Billy just couldn’t seem to find a GAMBIT to help him do all of his work. Despite his deep hatred for the work, Billy set out to GRATIFY his tormentors from school. He constantly had to remind himself to ELUDE the version of him who would already have two Fortnite dubs by now. Mrs. Wilson hadn’t been in school today because she was attending an OBSEQUY. Billy was angry that she had simply left two sheets of work to do with no directions, but he was understanding because she was paying FEALTY to a soldier. However, despite these unfortunate circumstances, there was no way in the world that those math sheets were getting done.
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ReplyDeleteJohn Shoemaker was a simple, ageing vassal and DENIZEN of feudal Europe. He’d been residing on the land of Lord Ulric for the previous five years and no longer had any FEALTY for his Lord; John had grown weary of Ulric’s incessant snobbish demands. Fed up with his way of life, John resolved the only solution to his frustrations was to leave Lord Ulric’s land. This of course seems quite simple, however, John had accumulated an unpayable amount of debt to Lord Ulric within the duration of his residency on the land. This was extremely unreasonable considering John lived such a meager lifestyle, but his debt prevented Ulric from allowing him to leave. Despite this obstacle, John was determined to ELUDE Lord Ulric’s rule. When night fell, John commenced his GAMBIT. He packed a small bag of essentials, left his small hut and made way for the forest (the boundary of Ulric’s land). Once there, John planned to walk through the forest and find a nearby town to spend the remainder of his days. Unfortunately, the elderly vassal was a LAGGARD and the chill of winter soon crept upon him. Unable to continue due to his feebleness and age, John curled up in a clearing and soon died. When his body was found, no OBSEQUIES were held for him. From then on, vassals were hesitant to work for Lord Ulric. John’s death and the shortage of workers was a BLIGHT upon the land, leaving the once existent gardens FALLOW and bare. Lord Ulric became so desperate for workers that he offered sums of money to ENTICE vassals to come and cultivate the land. However, no sum of money offered could GRATIFY the vassals.The unease of John’s unjust and untimely fate left Lord Ulric without workers. His greed and selfishness was his land’s demise.
ReplyDeleteHello there, my name is Bucky. I live on a huge farm with my 3 brothers,my 2 month old sister my mama and dad. On the farm we have 4 cows, 2 fat pigs, 7 chickens, and 2 horses. We also grow wheat,corn,and potatoes; we use the cows manure to fertilize all of our crops. I used to have 4 brothers but one got very sick and he passed away; we had a little OBSEQUY for him. We didn’t have a lot of money then, but now we have a ok amount. But my older brother Buckwheat Jr is a LAGGARD. Everytime we go to the fields to work, he is the last one there; he does not feel FEALTY towards the farm. I am loyal, though I have so much work to do today but I can’t because I can’t sleep at night with the baby always crying. She always wakes up at 2:12 every night, and I just lay in my bed while my sleep ELUDES me. I wish there was a way to ENTICE her to sleep. But on the nights when I do get a little bit of sleep I work like a strong horse. I never quit working until everything I need to do is done. Someday I hope to be the DENIZEN of the family farm,and inhabit the farm from my dad. On Saturday my dad talks to me about one of our FALLOW fields; he says next growing season we are going to try and grow carrots in there and see what happens. About this time last year a BLIGHT caused all of our crops to get destroyed and we lost a lot of money. But these days we use this new stuff called miracle grow and it helps the crops grow faster and bigger. That’s our GAMBIT, if we use the miracle grow we get more crops and then we get money. We put the extra money away for emergencies. But my favorite part of the day is dinner. My mama makes the best stew in town. After a long day of working hard we go inside and sit down at the table and eat. Sometimes im very cold after work but the food that Mama makes always warms me up. I’m always GRATIFIED when I see a hot meal on the table.
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The FALLOW fields sat empty in the flat expanse behind my house, totally useless compared to the bustling farm next door. People said our house was a BLIGHT on the otherwise green and productive neighborhood, but as I won’t be a DENIZEN of the town much longer, since I’m moving next week, I don’t particularly care.
ReplyDeleteApparently my mom was ENTICED by a more coastal city. I can’t say I blame her; there’s nothing here, and the idea of change attracted me to the concept too. Although, the reasoning for suddenly picking up and moving ELUDES me, as I didn’t think she had a job or anything waiting there. I mean, we obviously don’t grow food full time, as you can tell from the LAGGARD growing rates and the unkempt fields. It’s gotten so bad that if those fields were people, we would’ve already held an OBSEQUY for them because they’re basically dead. As you can see, I have no FEALTY towards our house like some people do when they’ve lived in one place for a long period of time, if I did I would’ve come up with a much better GAMBIT against the weeds on my property, to hold them back. But that’s probably one of the reasons she wanted to leave, the property didn’t GRATIFY her as much as it had my father, he used to love it, but she was never one for a farm.
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DeleteHow could this have happened? Who could have ever guessed. About a month ago someone in my school was in a crucial accident. One of my friend’s was in a crucial accident. Now, a month later her OBSEQUY was finally being held. The girl’s family couldn’t decide on where it should be held, within the church or outside. Then, eventually they decided and the date was set to a day that GRATIFIED most people’s wants. Today, four of my friends and I took our seats in the church and were DENIZENS at the funeral. Since the accident had occurred all of us have felt FALLOW. We felt guilty that we haven’t helped with any of the preparation for today or even offered. Additionally, all of us felt as if it were our faults. We all feel as if we lost our FEALTY of our friendship that night. The night of the accident, we were all together. We had all decided that day in school we would ELUDE from our homes, we snuck out of our windows. All we wanted to do was go to our favorite spot and watch the stars, but much more than that happened. I remember we all met at the park and were going to drive to our spot. Rather Melanie, being the LAGGARD or the group, was late like usual. We all were waiting in the car when she finally arrived. We started to head to where we usually go faster than normal, our own GAMBIT to make up for the time wasted waiting for our friend. Once we were going, far ahead we saw lights flashing left and right. The lights ENTICED us, we continued toward the lights forgetting all about the stars. We were all too curious as to what was going on. The rest of the night is a blur. None of us have spoken about it, especially not to each other. I think because most of us try to forget it, but that is nearly impossible. That night caused a BLIGHT on any other article in the newspaper, any television channel not expressing what happened that night, all every-day conversations. Everything revolved around the accident. Now, a month later many people have settled down, apart from those closest to her. Including me.
ReplyDeletedo you mean fatal, instead of crucial?
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DeleteI looked upon the field of dead corn plants. The land had grown FALLOW; it had been years since the farmer made an effort to tend to the crops. The dead land had become a BLIGHT to the otherwise beautiful town it bordered. On a second thought, the farmer’s laziness would benefit my friend George and I as we attempted to cross the field. All we needed to do was avoid the main house where he slept, and we would be able to successfully ELUDE trouble. The route through the corn field was a shortcut towards the Smith’s house; the location in which the previous mayer’s OBSEQUY was taking place. He was a beloved man who was known personally by people like George and I. We just wanted to pay our respects before the burial. As we crossed the corn field, George became more and more of a LAGGARD. Every ten steps he took seemed to be accompanied by a water break. I started to form a GAMBIT of how I would leave him behind in order to speed up my own pace but before my plan could come into effect, we were already on the other side of the field looking at the Smith’s house.
ReplyDeleteWe watched as the town’s DENIZENS came out of nearby houses. They were all headed to the Smith’s house for different reasons. Some wanted to show their FEALTY to the deceased mayer and the ideas he stood for while he was in office. Other’s were ENTICED by the attractive, free meals that were provided by the Smith’s.
By the end of the event, I was almost in tears. Many of the passed mayer’s friends gave speeches in which they described their favorite memory of the man. George and I were pleased we decided to attend the event, however the thought of walking back through the corn field did not GRATIFY either of us.
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On a cold December night, Alice was walking down her street. She was on her way to her best friends house to study for their upcoming chemistry test. Alice had FEALTY for her best friend and would do anything for her. It was dark and rainy and most of the street lights were broken. While Alice was walking she noticed someone was walking behind her. This person seemed to be a LAGGARD, for they were not in a hurry. Alice tried to ignore the person behind her because she didn’t think it was that much of a big deal. Until the person caught up to her. The last thing Alice saw that night was a bag slip past her eyes and cover her entire head.
ReplyDeleteAlice woke up to the sound of a door opening, still she had the bag over her head and her hands tied together. She heard a strange voice. A man, who is not a DENIZEN to the United States because he had a thick british accent. Finally the bag was removed from Alice’s hair to reveal a small stone room with a table in the middle with chairs and a window. The man behind her pushed her into the room and shut the door behind her. Alice went and looked out the window and saw a BLIGHT yard that looked like it could never grow anything even if it tried. She had no idea where she could be and how long she’d be there. She had to come up with a plan.
Alice’s first idea was to find a GAMBIT, a weakness these men had that could help her escape. As she thought, she finally came up with a plan. She overheard two guards talking outside about an OBSEQUY they were going to have for a guard who died. When that happens Alice will slip out the door which never actually locks properly, which she had noticed. Once Alice got out of her small room, she had to ELUDE from the guards walking by. So she jumped around a corner and waited patiently for them to disappear.
Her escape was almost successful until a guard saw her. He grabbed her by the hand and roughly dragged her down a hallway. As they walked she tried to ENTICE him. Telling him if he helped her, she would do anything in return. The guard said he’d help but did not want a prize in the end. This GRATIFIED Alice, she was finally going to get out of this place. He brought her out back where the cars were stored and said that he will drive her into her town.
On their way back Alice saw all the FALLOW fields, waiting to be used again this summer. She was so thankful she had met this guard. If it weren’t for him, she could’ve spent years kidnapped.
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There was a girl named Grace who hated her job and was miserable going to work everyday. She refused to quit her job because of her Fealty towards her job and her coworkers. They enticed her by giving her a raise because everyone was quitting. I mean, working in a factory is hard and getting out at 2 AM can get depressing because your life is passing day by day. She sometimes eludes from her job at night to get a break without anyone noticing. She has a blight glimpse of her future and realized she wouldn’t be able to see her kids concerts, games, ect. One night, while working at the factory, she became fallow and laggard. She saw an obsequy laying around and said “I need to live my life before i’ll be in it. She realized she isn’t going to live by gratifying her boss and quit her job. Her boss tried to gambit her but it didn’t work. She left New Jersey and moved to California and become a denizen. The End.
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ReplyDeleteThe streets of New York were packed full of busy people, as if everyone was in a rush, including me. It was midnight ; I guess it really is “ the city that never sleeps”. I was behind this man and he was going slower than a snail . “ Can you hurry up and stop being a laggard?”, I shouted at him. I’m not afraid to speak my mind, I never have been. The man turned his head slightly to see me, a skinny nineteen year old girl. He rolled his eyes but sped up his pace. New York is known for rude people and even though I’m not denizen of the city, I feel like this is where I’ve always belonged. I grew up in Arkansas. The town I lived in was small, isolated, and toxic. I don’t really like to talk about my family but to keep it short and simple I’ll say they didn’t care about me at all. I knew once I got enough money from my part time job at Burger King that I would leave. The people in my town were dramatic, self absorbed, and all the same. I had to elude from there and come to “ the big apple”. This is where people’s dreams come true. This is where you can be different without being judged. This is my new home. Why was I in a rush at midnight? I met this girl at an art gallery, her name was Kelsey . Kelsey invited me to a movie in the park at 11:45 and I may have forgot. I’m irresponsible like that. I finally made a friend and forgot we made plans. So anyways I was running down the street avoiding baby strollers and tiny dogs. I could see the movie playing in the distance and the smell of popcorn was getting strong. I was suddenly stopped by an elderly man wearing ripped clothes. “ Would you like to buy an orange?”, he begged. I looked at him for a second and replied, “ No thank you I’m okay.” I tried to go around him but he quickly stepped ahead of me and said “ How about buy one get one free?” He enticed me and I thought Kelsey might want one as well. I paid the man and ran to the park. Kelsey was sitting on a blanket, alone. I ran up to her and shouted “ Hey Kelsey! Sorry I’m late girl!”. Multiple people shushed me as if I were in a library or at an obsequy for my late grandma. “ Dannnnggg” , I whispered. Kelsey didn’t even look embarrassed like my old friends’ would’ve been. She laughed and I could tell she was gratified I came, even though I was late. “ Sorry I’m late!”, I told her. She laughed and said “ It’s okay. I can barely see the movie anyways. “ I looked in front of us and a tall man was blocking the whole view of the screen. I thought for a second and came up with a good gambit . “ Okay follow my lead.” I started scooching up towards the front slowly. Kelsey caught on and began to do the same. Finally we had a good view of the movie, which was Moana in case you cared. Later, after the movie was over, Kelsey and I walked back to her apartment. We complained about things we hated and talked passionately about the things we loved. I’ve never had a friend like Kelsey. We actually got along, we liked the same things and showed fealty to each other. I walked into her apartment. There were many holes in the walls and most things were blight and broken. I didn’t ,ind much because I don’t judge, but then I saw the look on Kelsey’s face. “ What? What is it?”, I was concerned. “ This was not like this when I left.”, she said with a blank expression on her face. I didn’t know what to do. Should I call the cops? Should I hug her? All these thoughts raced through my mind. “ Gotcha!” , she smirked while she said it. I punched her arm so hard and laughed until my stomach hurt. From that day on, me and Kelsey were the most lazy, fallow, best of friends.
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Isaiah just couldn’t find the right lyric. He had been working in the studio for over 6 hours on one of his new songs and he had been stuck on making the final bit sound perfect. He kept being BLIGHTED and prevented from finishing the song because of this weird beat change at the end of the song. Even though making music a challenge, Isaiah still loved music. He loved it for two reasons. One, he could express himself however he wanted and say whatever he wanted to in his music, and two, it was his way to ELUDE life. Isaiah had had a pretty rough last few months. His father had passed away and attending his OBSEQUY had made Isaiah very depressed and FALLOW. It has been way too long since Isaiah had been in the studio doing what he loved, but he was now finally back and less LAGGARD than ever. Music had always eased his mind, pleased him, and GRATIFIED him. As Isaiah was thinking to himself, the perfect lyric finally came to him. He put it in and read over his song. He listened to it a few times, became satisfied, grabbed his jacket and left the studio. He had to go home and finish his homework which he had sworn to his mother he would do. Isaiah got home, gave his mom a kiss, went upstairs and took out his binder. He had to do some stupid history homework about how some old white dude swore FEALTY to his leader and used GAMBITS and strategies to beat France in some battle. Isaiah hated almost everything about school and the only thing that ENTICED him was english class. His teacher, Mr. Hans was the nicest guy he ever met. Mr. H had was a DENIZEN of Detroit and had gone through a lot of hard times so he felt Isaiah’s pain and helped Isaiah through a lot of hard times. After Isaiah finished his homework, he got into bed and fell asleep, dreaming big dreams about his new song would be a huge hit and how he is gonna make it big soon.
ReplyDeleteIt all started a couple days after Jeb Bush’s passing, during his funeral. Before his OBSEQUY started everyone stood up in the church and pledged their FEALTY to the United States of America. Bush was so popular and loved that the church where his funeral was, was so full that people were in the windows peering in. The few LAGGARDS that were behind sadly were not even able to see the beautiful but sad moment. However, I was somehow able to make it in. I loved Bush so much, he was a great guy. Whenever I was in a slump and was very FALLOW he was there to help give me ideas or something to do, he always made me feel like a true DENIZEN in this world and not nothing. There was no wonder why his obsequy was so packed. But, this also stirred trouble, the people that were at the windows wanted to see his funeral so bad that the windows were beginning to be broken causing a BLIGHT to the priceless church. Once this was noticed people began to become very angry and stormed outside to get the people that broke the window. It was a mess, I decided to just ELUDE and get away after talking to Jeb’s family. But, as I was about to leave a massive bright light bursted and out of nowhere came the ghost of Jeb Bush. Immediately all the fighting stopped and the flabbergasted crowd stood there with their mouths open in shock. Bush used a GAMBIT and spoke of him resurrecting in order to GRATIFY the displeased crowd and ENTICE them with his resurrection because everyone wanted to see him again. But, there was a catch, Bush wanted everyone to only spread love and once a single word of any form of hate was said he would be gone once again. In the end, the world became a better place and Bush came back to continue the spread of his positive energy.
ReplyDeleteI had no idea of your love for Jeb Bush... unless this is total fiction. 20/20
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ReplyDeleteGeorge lived in a small quiet town in NY named Lake shotbox. He had recently moved from Lake Snake, a neighboring town, because he spray painted the principle naked on the school and was expelled. He had a FALLOW mind and he used spray painting as a way to boost his creativity. He loved spray painting but he had never been caught before because he was always able to ELUDE the police. He was always GRATIFIED with his work and would admire it before bolting away from the cops. Although his principle idea wasn't his greatest he was somewhat admired by others because he was incredibly good at spray painting One time a veteran DENIZEN of Lake Snake has passed away and there was a OBSEQUIE. After the ceremony George had painted pictures of the man solutions on the streets of the town near the church. The act was well respected by many, however others citizens didn’t see the bigger picture of the art and saw it as a BLIGHT on the town. After George was caught he was suspected of other painting but he was young so the police ENTICED him with an offer to move and quit spray painting plus community service for him not to get arrested. He would agreed to these conditions but he did not stop painting. He had pledged his FEALTY to spray paintings for he had no plans of retiring the can. One day he had been painting a wall with a couple other painter from around town but the police had shown up and they all ran. One of them LAGGARD behind and slowed them all down. They came to the fence they had jumped to get to the spot. With one swift GAMBIT he hopped the fence but the slow kid didn’t make it. He was caught but he wasn’t to type of person to snitch and the rest got away.
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Once upon of time it was this teen name Zias.He was a freshman in high school.He was a nice kid did well in school.He was FEALTY to the friends he had if they was loyal to him back.He had a good view coming through as a freshman.The other kids had liked him and he had haters that tried to BLIGHT his reputation.His personality ENTICED him by plenty of respect by almost everyone.Basically Zias was known as the man freshman year.He feel so GRAFITY of his how he can become so cool to people as a freshman,he was so shocked.Then again he got to know that people can be fake.He had to figure that out on his own.So when he figured out he was shocked again.Some of the dudes was upset they wasn’t getting the same attention he got.They started spreading rumors about him.They tried anything to blind his image saying he’s too cocky,That he’s rude to teachers and all.Some of those people who liked him liking him just cause of what they heard.Since zias was LAGGARD he had not known until people stop talking to him,Sit with him,Not even look at him.He felt bad going to people of why they was treating him like that after all the respect he had.ZIas was even a DENIZEN of the positive vibe club they had at his school.The ideas he had for a project in thier club people was very FALLOW about it they didn’t want to hear nothing he had to say.In a couple months the project is due and it was a OBSEQUY it was a ceremony for all the people who was in clubs for spreading positivity.Throughout his freshman year into his sophmore year he known it was a GAMBIT to success he now know that not all people is real and that he got to accept and move on so he ELUDED his way from the fake if he felt they wasn’t loyal to him.
One day Nick had killed someone and he was trying to elude the police so he stole a car and started to drive. This is because he would get arrested and that would cause a blight on his reputation. But his partner in crime was being laggard and holding them up so Nick said stop being fallow and do something; his name is edward he helped nick kill the man. Edward had gained Nick’s fealty from knowing him so long. Nick enticed edward to help him kill the guy by giving him cookies. Also edward just wanted to gratify Nick and make him happy because he had been depressed lately. Their gambit to escape was too fly to mexico and become a denizen there for the rest of their lives. But first Nick felt a little bad so he attended the obsequy of the man he killed.
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DeleteThere was a teenage girl named Nancy. She was DENIZEN of a suburban town where you would almost never see a non-caucasian. However she had always felt that there was a place waiting for her out in the world. Anyplace that wasn't in her town enticed her with adventure and happiness. Nevertheless, there was something keeping her there.
ReplyDeleteNancy had been with her boyfriend for about two years. To her he was everything, she had an extreme FEALTY towards him. She would show her love in anyway possible. Her boyfriend, Mason loved her very much. However he would almost never show it. Whenever she'd be excited to tell him something he would shut her down or ignore her. On most days he made her feel like crap, but others he made her feel like the luckiest girl in the world. She would do so much to get him to notice her, but nothing worked. Also he would often cause a BLIGHT on her dreams and she would be forced to give them up. All her friends told her that it need to end that she didn’t deserve that torture as well as that she need to ELUDE this relationship. She didn’t listen,but she did know that she had to get away.
One day something drastic occured, while in school she got a call from her mother. She had told her that her father had just died in Syria, fighting the war. When she heard those words she dropped to her knees. She keep hearing it over and over again, it was like it was on a loop that would never stop. Mason saw her crying and went over to comfort her in the only way he knew how, he sat down next to her and asked what was wrong. She just looked at him with wide blue eyes, and got up and walked out. When everyone caught word about what had happened, her family got all sorts of gifts like flowers and food. It was like they all were trying GRATIFY her family just so they could feel better about themselves. Almost like that they used it as a GAMBIT. But none of it changed the fact that he was gone.
When Nancy went back to school, she almost seemed like a zombie. She always walked LAGGARD behind the rest of the kids in the hallway. She sat in the back of the class now, unlike what she used to do. Nancy was a star student and now she was FALLOW and didn’t talk. Mason was worried because she wasn’t talking to anyone including him. He went up to her during lunch and before he could ENTICE her with tickets to movies. She looked at him and said, you don’t treat me good at all, and i don’t want to be with someone who makes me feel like crap. Nancy got up and walked away, Mason was let stunned and alone. He put his head down and let the tears fall out.
The day of Nancy’s dad’s funeral had arrived. Almost the whole town came, even Mason. He looked like his soul had been taken away, he was in the same pain that Nancy was in. Her father’s good friend gave short sweet OBSEQUIES in tribute to him. After the funeral was over, Nancy stayed behind to have time alone with her father. Mason came up behind and hugged her, she put her head in his shoulder and cried, and cried, and cried.
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Cousin Vinny stood in the middle of loot lake on a brisk summer morning. He has been ELUDING,escaping the toxic John Wicks in Tilted Towers. Lucky for Vinny the John Wicks were LAGGARDS, and moved at a slow pace. His GAMBIT was working and the John Wicks were moving according to the plan. Vinny was GRATIFIED by this and was now in a happy mood. As Vinny moved east he encountered the DENIZENS, the people who lived at Dusty Depot. They had a BLIGHT reputation, they destroyed everything. But the supply drops ENTICED Vinny, he was attracted to the drops. But they denizens held strong pledging loyalty or FEALTY to Dusty Depot. The land was left unused and FALLOW until now. Vinny slaughtered all the denizens and forgot about a obsequy, they had no funeral. Vinny went on to attack the John Wicks at Salty Springs. To be continued ...
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Flem Cottage was awesome he loved to ELUDE or escape hobos. Flem Cottage would do this because the hobos would come after him after he stole there blankets in order for the man to make quilts. But there was downside to this Flem’s quilt making he would leave lots of scraps FALLOW or unused and they would go to waist. Flem Cottage had a BLIGHT or bad reputation because of his blanket stealing obsession. Cops stared him down at every chance they got he felt saddened. Flem received a phone call late in the evening about his brother Mucus who had passed. He was even more sadended he had to go to the OBSEQUE or funeral ceremony at 4:20 AM. Flem had to drive to Influenza city which unfortunately he was not a DENIZEN or residence of witch made Flem uneasy. Although it made Flem uneasy he still had an FEALTY or obligation to go to Mucus’s Funeral. On the way to the Funeral Flem saw a flyer on a telephone pole that read “Large reward for anyone who finds booger the naked mole rat”. This poster ENTICED or attracted Flem to start looking for this naked mole rat. First Flem had to go to the ceremony which was only 3 mins away. Flem was GRATIFY or pleased that he went to the funeral but also sad because his brother had passed. Flem now was on a mission to find this rat but his mother had made him take along his little brother Rick Cottage who was LAGGAR or slow. After searching for hours with Rick Cottage they quit and went to Petsmart and bought a naked mole rat. Then they went to the address on the note and gave them there rat and received 69 dollars witch was a GAMBIT or advantage. It was a advantage because now Flem had gas money to go home.
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In the final minutes of lacrosse practice, Billy was beyond excited to go home. He really wished he was going home to relax and go to bed at a reasonable hour. Now, only in his wildest dreams could Billy go home to play Fortnite and chill before bed. Because he was a DENIZEN of Winky Town, Billy had a longer car ride home than most; Billy liked driving, so he didn’t usually have an issue with it. Today, even the great man up above had decided it was not a good day for Billy. On his way home, as he drove past Northwood Road, the greatest LAGGARD of all time pulled out right on front of Billy. The only oncoming cars billy saw for the rest of the drive were in passing zones, and he never exceeded 45 miles per hour for the rest of the trip. After he got home, Billy quickly ate dinner and started doing homework. If he wasn’t careful he could sit FALLOW in his room for hours on end, but he had been trying to be more productive lately. While he did have a headache and was only halfway into the story he had to write, Billy kept ENTICING himself to work with the hope that one day the teachers might show mercy. The endless waves of homework, busy work or not, had been a BLIGHT to his “free” time for years now, but this month was especially difficult for some reason. Billy just couldn’t seem to find a GAMBIT to help him do all of his work. Despite his deep hatred for the work, Billy set out to GRATIFY his tormentors from school. He constantly had to remind himself to ELUDE the version of him who would already have two Fortnite dubs by now. Mrs. Wilson hadn’t been in school today because she was attending an OBSEQUY. Billy was angry that she had simply left two sheets of work to do with no directions, but he was understanding because she was paying FEALTY to a soldier. However, despite these unfortunate circumstances, there was no way in the world that those math sheets were getting done.
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