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Today's challenge is to make our own Mad Lib from a book. Since I am doing a blog tour on
Beastly Manor today (hence why this is posted so early) I thought, "Hey that book you really, really, really loved that you just read? Let's use an excerpt that you are not going to use. And when you are done with your fun (please post your results in the comments) go check out the
tour post and giveaway! Buy the ebook! Get me more books like this written! OVERUSE THE EXCLAMATION MARK!
Setting this up like most Mad Libs I use to do, first fill out this list, no peeking to make your story funnier. Anwser the numbers and then replace the numbers in the passage with your answers. Come on we have all do it before!
1- Male Name 2- adjective 3- Building to live in
4- Verb 5- Weapon 6- adjective
7- adjective 8- verb 9- Noun (place in a building)
10- Body Part 11- Body Part 12- adjective
13- weapon 14- weapon 15- Body Part
16- Verb (past) 17- Mythical creature 18- Animal Body Part
19- Animal Body Part 20 -Animal Body Part 21- Teacher's Name
22- Body Part 23- Color 24- improper noun
25 -adjective 26- Clothing Item 27- color
28- Clothing Item 29- adjective 30- Clothing Item
31- Color 32- Hair Style 33- Color
34- adjective 35- adjective 36- verb
37- Food
(1) felt the Beast's approach, (2) footsteps like a pulse deep in the stone heart of the (3). He (4), Da's (5) (6) in defense.
"You've come (7)." The Beast (8) just inside the (9), against the (3) door. He looked (1) very thoroughly from (10) to (11) and back up again. "Or (12) educated. The curse says I'm ended not by (5) or (13) or (14), but of a broken (15)."
(1) didn't waver. He (16) the Beast just as assiduously as the Beast (16) him. He'd expected the (17) from Da's memories - all (18) and (19) and (20) claws - or even the flame-eyed devil he knew from (21)'s canvas. The (22) were there - (23) as (24) and so very bright - but they belonged to a (25) young man dressed in (26) and a clean (27)(28) beneath a (29)(30). He wore his long (31) hair in a neat (32). His fingers were long and elegant, nails short and clean. His polite smile showed only (33), even teeth against dusky skin.
(17)s, (1) knew from hours of (21)'s tutelage, were (34) creatures. They (35) in surprise and confusion, and fed upon a man's terror.
"I carry an enchanted
ifrit glaive," (1)replied evenly. "One of only four (5) made sharp enough to pierce a (17)'s breast."
The Beast's smile spread wider. He (36).
"You're the (37) monger's get. You've his temper and his naivety." The Beast left the door. He approached (1) carefully, circling in and then away. "But you're two seasons too early and although you've your mother's delicate features, you're certainly no girl. I was promised the merchant's heir. What was her name?" He paused, head tilted,(23) eyes narrowed to burning slits. "I was promised
Beauty."
Now the passage the way it was written :)
Corbin felt the Beast's approach, heavy footsteps like a pulse deep in the stone heart of the manor. He whirled, Da's sword raised in defense.
"You've come ill-equipped." The Beast stood just inside the threshold, against the manor door. He looked Corbin very thoroughly from head to toe and back up again. "Or improperly educated. The curse says I'm ended not by blade or stone or fire, but of a broken heart."
Corbin didn't waver. He studied the Beast just as assiduously as the Beast studied him. He'd expected the monster from Da's memories - all fang and fur and wolfish claws - or even the flame-eyed devil he knew from David's canvas. The eyes were there - yellow as the sun and so very bright - but they belonged to a dapper young man dressed in breeches and a clean white shirt beneath a dusty velvet coat. He wore his long black hair in a neat braid. His fingers were long and elegant, nails short and clean. His polite smile showed only white, even teeth against dusky skin.
Demons, Corbin knew from hours of David's tutelage, were tricky creatures. They delighted in surprise and confusion, and fed upon a man's terror.
"I carry an enchanted
ifrit glaive," Corbin replied evenly. "One of only four blades made sharp enough to pierce a devil's breast."
The Beast's smile spread wider. He laughed.
"You're the cheese monger's get. You've his temper and his naivety." The Beast left the door. He approached Corbin carefully, circling in and then away. "But you're two seasons too early and although you've your mother's delicate features, you're certainly no girl. I was promised the merchant's heir. What was her name?" He paused, head tilted, yellow eyes narrowed to burning slits. "I was promised
Beauty."
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