schrodinger
Cyberman
avatar amde by minami from deviantart
Posts: 299
|
Post by schrodinger on Dec 6, 2008 20:13:58 GMT
I thought these ones were the pretty good.
The Doctor fakes Clocket. Clocket thirsts into the imperative. The Doctor dares an etymology without a blame. Clocket breaks in the cookie. The Doctor coasts within Clocket.
This calendar brands Merry. Will Merry dodge beneath Newton? Merry dares the remote exit with the jet. A furry altogether complains above a governor. Merry purchases the verbal desert. The borderline pressures a shed inside the confusing shape.
The seeking yawn revolts next to the censored angle. The precedent nun holds Jjpor under the nickname. How will Kit appear after Jjpor? Kit walls Jjpor inside a taxpayer. How can Kit obstruct the ceremony? The challenge allows Jjpor.
This terrorist guest underestimates Aldy in every continuum. Each smug cow calls The Master around the ham. Underneath the sorry law errs another bothered grass. How does the medicine calculate opposite The Master? The oriented tough smokes The Master.
And my favorite.....
The Doctor senses a dust after a mathematical sore. Above a consistent scarf mends Adric. The pressure rules outside the impractical paper. When will Adric progress?
|
|
|
Post by Starflower on Dec 6, 2008 21:28:33 GMT
The economics accords Jo with a restriction continental. When can Doctor chew before the optic insight? The ace mistake messes Jo beside his discouraged trust. Jo scores into the residence.
Jo notices the acting reflex under the simultaneous presence. Doctor boots the speaking gasp opposite the fooling load. Doctor overcomes near the episode. How can a prompt jam chord Doctor? Doctor rubs a clinic with the proud teapot.
Can an inertia explode throughout Jo? The cap forces the sophisticated valve. Jo censors the unified charm. The fashionable cold entails Doctor outside a swallow.
A panic consults Doctor with the philosophy. The stimulating norm rewards the corrected firework. The prominent arrow pants. Leela freezes before Doctor. Does the external supernatural exist outside Leela? A substitute motors Doctor behind the revised autobiography.
Leela remarks a campaign near an eccentric. The Doctor compliments Leela. The circuit flies outside the east! The Doctor paces inside Leela. The Doctor waves! A contributor routs Leela around the represented confidence.
|
|
|
Post by clocketpatch on Dec 6, 2008 23:00:07 GMT
With Newton fasting inside me and the Doctor coasting within me I must be a pretty populat place! I ish they'd leave though, because, much as I love the Doctor, and much as I love Newton (and her scummy room mate), all this fasting and coasting is making me a bit queasy.
|
|
|
Post by magnusgreel on Dec 6, 2008 23:17:50 GMT
The most ridiculous sentence above: "The Doctor compliments Leela."
I walked in and was attacked. "Tiny" stood by, filled with cheese. Why oh why, thought I, is there no cheese in such an attack? With all the bubbles in the atmosphere, one would expect a box of whiskers in every garage. It angers me to no end to believe that the Sun is but a trained fish following the whims of a piece of toast, finely burned with sunspots delivered daily. But some people laugh at me. When I say that lunch doesn't solve all problems, they look at my brain and suggest a day-care center where once grew only vegetation. But I don't listen to such talk. I am wonderfully strident in my speech and polished to my toes. Legs bow to my knees. If I missed lunch only once, whiskers would sprout from the fish of the solar corona and bubble a tune until only a simple brunch or continental breakfast would remain.
The preceding paragraph has nothing to do with the Random Paragraph Machine. I just wanted to show how similar the tone of the "RPM" is to this thing I wrote over a quarter century ago, only I did it on purpose!
|
|
|
Post by clocketpatch on Dec 6, 2008 23:37:49 GMT
Oh my gosh! Magnus's mind is a random paragraph generator!
Good show.
|
|
lynda
Auton Daisy
Posts: 480
|
Post by lynda on Dec 7, 2008 3:11:44 GMT
"I've fallen and I can't get up!" Hey, I know that catchphrase. Most of my friends do too. Though I'm not sure how exactly, since I was born in 1989 and never actually saw the original commercial. Maybe it's race memory or something.
|
|
|
Post by magnusgreel on Dec 7, 2008 3:33:21 GMT
"I've fallen and I can't get up!" Hey, I know that catchphrase. Most of my friends do too. Though I'm not sure how exactly, since I was born in 1989 and never actually saw the original commercial. Maybe it's race memory or something. Oh no... the minds of the human race are polluted with commercial catchphrases until the end of time! Civilization will fall someday, and our cave man descendants will be scrawling "Where's the beef?" on cave walls! Unless they've just gone to hit it over the head and drag it home, that is.
|
|
|
Post by merrythemad on Dec 7, 2008 20:40:45 GMT
The most ridiculous sentence above: "The Doctor compliments Leela." I walked in and was attacked. "Tiny" stood by, filled with cheese. Why oh why, thought I, is there no cheese in such an attack? With all the bubbles in the atmosphere, one would expect a box of whiskers in every garage. It angers me to no end to believe that the Sun is but a trained fish following the whims of a piece of toast, finely burned with sunspots delivered daily. But some people laugh at me. When I say that lunch doesn't solve all problems, they look at my brain and suggest a day-care center where once grew only vegetation. But I don't listen to such talk. I am wonderfully strident in my speech and polished to my toes. Legs bow to my knees. If I missed lunch only once, whiskers would sprout from the fish of the solar corona and bubble a tune until only a simple brunch or continental breakfast would remain. The preceding paragraph has nothing to do with the Random Paragraph Machine. I just wanted to show how similar the tone of the "RPM" is to this thing I wrote over a quarter century ago, only I did it on purpose! Magnus, that reminds me a bit of Jim Carroll. I can't put my finger on why, I think the rhythm but that's not all of it. As for the peoples scrawling "Where's the beef", as much as that thought horrifies me, it does lead us into the "over-consciousness", which is always fun.
|
|
|
Post by magnusgreel on Dec 7, 2008 23:32:31 GMT
Jim Carroll and the "over-consciousness"... I will make those future Googling victims of mine, but not tonight, brain no learn good tonight.
|
|
|
Post by merrythemad on Dec 10, 2008 1:52:10 GMT
That's from "8 Fragments for Kurt Cobain" by Jim Carroll. I'm not as well versed in his newer stuff as I would like to be but this is a fairly decent example. If I can find the specific poem I'm thinking of I'll pm it to you, Magnus.
|
|
|
Post by primsong on Dec 22, 2008 7:52:48 GMT
I wonder what psychologists would have to say about the concept of advertising slogans as Archetypes for the human race? Do we all innately absorb them into our greater, raging stream of consciousness and if so, are we up a creek without a paddle?
|
|