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Dust
November 3rd, 2011, 05:40 PM
I will answer yes, no or irrelevant to any questions you ask.


This puzzle requires a lot of questions so start thinking of them now and post as much as you can.
You must tell me a story that I am thinking in my head.

Don't panic. This is possible. You must have patience to complete this.

Yayap
November 3rd, 2011, 05:49 PM
inb4 the next 50 posts are just a bunch of random stories without any questions

Dust
November 3rd, 2011, 05:54 PM
Lol. that is why I say to ask questions in the op. If I didn't then everybody will just guess without really trying to find out because the possibilities are nearly endless. Narrow them down so you have a manageable few

Ganondorf
November 3rd, 2011, 05:58 PM
Is the story at all related to COMforum (before this thread, that is)?

Is the story about you or someone you know?

Is the story at all related to a video game?

Is the story based off of a real story, book, tale, nursery rhyme, etc?

Is the main character in the story human? Is there a central character?

Dust
November 3rd, 2011, 06:09 PM
Is the story at all related to COMforum (before this thread, that is)?

Is the story about you or someone you know?

Is the story at all related to a video game?

Is the story based off of a real story, book, tale, nursery rhyme, etc?

Is the main character in the story human? Is there a central character?

No
No
No
No
No, no

Ganondorf
November 3rd, 2011, 06:35 PM
Is the story about an object?

Is it about a place?

Is it about a time?

Is it completely random (think Napoleon Dynamite)?

Does it have a happy or sad ending? Does it have an ending at all?

TheWaaagh
November 3rd, 2011, 07:00 PM
1) Is the protagonist alive? dead? or inanimate?
a) Are they male or female? or a transvestite? or a hermaphrodite? seahorse?
b) Do they have any physical characteristics of concern to them? of concern to the story itself? (i.e a guy has a missing eye, but he's ok with it so the first answer would be 'no', but in the story he gets hit by a car because he couldn't see it, so the second answer would concern the story 'yes')
c) Do they have any sidekick characters that are also integral to the story's action?
d) Does the protagonist live at the end of the story? Do they achieve happiness? Do they gain wealth? If they don't gain any of these, do they lose any of them?
e) Does the story contain an arc for the protagonist that finds him learning and growing as a human being? or does he remain static and unchanging after the events?

2) Is the story set in the past, present, or future? Is it a fantasy setting? Is it set in an alternate history (i.e steampunk)? Is it an alternate future (i.e the x-men movies are in a near "future" that can not conceivably exist)
a) How many characters are involved in the story? Technically this isn't a yes or no, but if you want I can flood my post asking if the story contains one character/two characters/ three characters and so on so it's probably just better this way.
b) Is there a clear villain to the story? Is the villain a person? animal? object? intangible (like a parent's love)?
c) Is the story from a movie? a book? a myth? a folktale? a nursery rhyme? a song? a play?
d) Does the story start with an evil in power that is eventually defeated? is it about the rise of an evil into power? is it about an evil that rises and then falls within the events of the story?
e) Does the story involve betrayal at any point? Is the story a comedy? a tragedy? a horror story?

I'm sure I'll have more questions after you get to these but might as well see what the first round of answers are before I dig further.

Dust
November 3rd, 2011, 07:10 PM
Is the story about an object?

Is it about a place?

Is it about a time?

Is it completely random (think Napoleon Dynamite)?

Does it have a happy or sad ending? Does it have an ending at all?

No
No
No
No
Yes, Yes




1) Is the protagonist alive? dead? or inanimate?
a) Are they male or female? or a transvestite? or a hermaphrodite? seahorse?
b) Do they have any physical characteristics of concern to them? of concern to the story itself? (i.e a guy has a missing eye, but he's ok with it so the first answer would be 'no', but in the story he gets hit by a car because he couldn't see it, so the second answer would concern the story 'yes')
c) Do they have any sidekick characters that are also integral to the story's action?
d) Does the protagonist live at the end of the story? Do they achieve happiness? Do they gain wealth? If they don't gain any of these, do they lose any of them?
e) Does the story contain an arc for the protagonist that finds him learning and growing as a human being? or does he remain static and unchanging after the events?

2) Is the story set in the past, present, or future? Is it a fantasy setting? Is it set in an alternate history (i.e steampunk)? Is it an alternate future (i.e the x-men movies are in a near "future" that can not conceivably exist)
a) How many characters are involved in the story? Technically this isn't a yes or no, but if you want I can flood my post asking if the story contains one character/two characters/ three characters and so on so it's probably just better this way.
b) Is there a clear villain to the story? Is the villain a person? animal? object? intangible (like a parent's love)?
c) Is the story from a movie? a book? a myth? a folktale? a nursery rhyme? a song? a play?
d) Does the story start with an evil in power that is eventually defeated? is it about the rise of an evil into power? is it about an evil that rises and then falls within the events of the story?
e) Does the story involve betrayal at any point? Is the story a comedy? a tragedy? a horror story?

I'm sure I'll have more questions after you get to these but might as well see what the first round of answers are before I dig further.

1. yes to inanimate
a. no to all
b. Yes
c.yes
d.Yes to all but the losing part
e. yes to unchanging


2. present
a. too many to count
b.no
c. no
d. yes about the falls
e.Yes to betrayal

SilentShadow
November 3rd, 2011, 07:18 PM
My quetions is WTF DOES INB4 MEAN. I've seen it many times, I guess I don't pay that much attentiont to the interwebz to know, please enlighten me :3.

SilentShadow
November 3rd, 2011, 07:27 PM
Is the protagonist a thought? A second personality? A memory?

Does the betrayel have anything to do with a person leaivng DPRcom to join the Ponies?

Is the story the tale of how such events occured?

Dust
November 3rd, 2011, 07:47 PM
My quetions is WTF DOES INB4 MEAN. I've seen it many times, I guess I don't pay that much attentiont to the interwebz to know, please enlighten me :3.

In before. mostly used to state how a lot of something (ie guesses) will come after the post.




Is the protagonist a thought? A second personality? A memory?

Does the betrayel have anything to do with a person leaivng DPRcom to join the Ponies?

Is the story the tale of how such events occured?

No to all
Yes
No

Yayap
November 4th, 2011, 02:11 PM
It all started when our adventurer, Dust, woke up in a cornfield. It was the third time it had happened. Feeling exceedingly exasperated, Dust grabbed a pencil, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Soon afterward, he realized that his beloved diary was missing! Immediately he called his friend, COMrade. Dust had known COMrade for (plus or minus) 200,000 years, the majority of which were saucy ones. COMrade was unique. She was attractive though sometimes a little... funny-smelling. Dust called her anyway, for the situation was urgent.

COMrade picked up to a very nervous Dust. COMrade calmly assured him that most koalas belch before mating, yet puppies usually earnestly yawn *after* mating. She had no idea what that meant; she was only concerned with distracting Dust. Why was COMrade trying to distract Dust? Because she had snuck out from Dust's with the diary only eight days prior. It was a saucy little diary... how could she resist?

It didn't take long before Dust got back to the subject at hand: his diary. COMrade yawned. Relunctantly, COMrade invited him over, assuring him they'd find the diary. Dust grabbed his ironing board and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, COMrade realized that she was in trouble. She had to find a place to hide the diary and she had to do it carefully. She figured that if Dust took the Daewoo, she had take at least four minutes before Dust would get there. But if he took the rainbow? Then COMrade would be abundantly screwed.

Before she could come up with any reasonable ideas, COMrade was interrupted by three annoying Care Bears that were lured by her diary. COMrade shuddered; 'Not again', she thought. Feeling frustrated, she fearlessly reached for her salt shaker and aptly backhanded every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the swamp, squealing with discontent. She exhaled with relief. That's when she heard the rainbow rolling up. It was Dust.

----o0o----

As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at McDonald's to pick up a 12-pack of oven mitts, so he knew he was running late. With a mighty leap, Dust was out of the rainbow and went charismatically jaunting toward COMrade's front door. Meanwhile inside, COMrade was panicking. Not thinking, she tossed the diary into a box of mittens and then slid the box behind her desk. COMrade was worried but at least the diary was concealed. The doorbell rang.

'Come in,' COMrade sassily purred. With a hasty push, Dust opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some pestering jerk in a Vette,' he lied. 'It's fine,' COMrade assured him. Dust took a seat nowhere near where COMrade had hidden the diary. COMrade belched trying unsuccessfully to hide her nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' she blurted. But Dust was distracted. All of a sudden, COMrade noticed a dimwitted look on Dust's face. Dust slowly opened his mouth to speak.

'...What's that smell?'

COMrade felt a stabbing pain in her neck when Dust asked this. In a moment of disbelief, she realized that she had hidden the diary right by her oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A annoying look started to form on Dust's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's forks from when she used to have pet marmots. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Dust nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before COMrade could react, Dust fearlessly lunged toward the box and opened it. The diary was plainly in view.

Dust stared at COMrade for what what must've been four seconds. A few minutes later, COMrade groped wildly in Dust's direction, clearly desperate. Dust grabbed the diary and bolted for the door. It was locked. COMrade let out a exotic chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Dust,' she rebuked. COMrade always had been a little clueless, so Dust knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before COMrade did something crazy, like... start chucking forks at her or something. Soon afterward, he gripped his diary tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.

COMrade looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Dust. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame nine days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly she felt a tinge of concern for Dust. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. COMrade walked over to the window and looked down. Dust was gone.

----o0o----

Just yonder, Dust was struggling to make his way through the vineyard behind COMrade's place. Dust had severely hurt his chest during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral Care Bears suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the diary. One by one they latched on to Dust. Already weakened from his injury, Dust yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of Care Bears running off with his diary.

But then God came down with His congenial smile and restored Dust's diary. Feeling displeased, God smote the Care Bears for their injustice. Then He got in His Geo Metro and dashed away with the fortitude of 20 capybaras running from a little pack of capybaras. Dust jumped with joy when he saw this. His diary was safe. It was a good thing, too, because in nine minutes his favorite TV show, M*A*S*H, was going to come on (followed immediately by 'When wallabies meet pipe bomb'). Dust was excited. And so, everyone except COMrade and a few weapon of mass destruction-toting beavers lived blissfully happy, forever after.

SilentShadow
November 4th, 2011, 03:17 PM
Wow you went through the time to write that :/ dedicated much? Nah jk it was good :P It would suck if it was incorrect :/

Dust
November 4th, 2011, 09:18 PM
Lololololololololololololol. That is awesome, Yayap. Too bad its not correct. You still get some points for writing that up.

Yayap
November 6th, 2011, 11:23 AM
Attempt #2 at random story generator...


It all started when our (former porn) star, Dust, woke up in a haunted thicket. It was the second time it had happened. Feeling very stunned, Dust punched a dangerous oil-soaked rag, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Happy as a frickin' monkey, he realized that his beloved favorite pony was missing! Immediately he called his lover, Fred. Dust had known Fred for (plus or minus) 61 years, the majority of which were saucy ones. Fred was unique. He was ingenious though sometimes a little... pestering. Dust called him anyway, for the situation was urgent.

Fred picked up to a very glad Dust. Fred calmly assured him that most disease-carrying chipmunks sigh before mating, yet Indonesian devil cats usually indiscriminately sigh *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Dust. Why was Fred trying to distract Dust? Because he had snuck out from Dust's with the favorite pony only nine days prior. It was a electric little favorite pony... how could he resist?

It didn't take long before Dust got back to the subject at hand: his favorite pony. Fred belched. Relunctantly, Fred invited him over, assuring him they'd find the favorite pony. Dust grabbed his George Foreman grill and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Fred realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the favorite pony and he had to do it skillfully. He figured that if Dust took the pimp fresh, candy-painted 'Lac, he had take at least ten minutes before Dust would get there. But if he took the bus? Then Fred would be exceedingly screwed.

Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Fred was interrupted by ten selfish monkeys that were lured by his favorite pony. Fred sighed; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling relieved, he aptly reached for his wolverine and recklessly deflowered every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the imaginery desert, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the bus rolling up. It was Dust.

----o0o----

As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at Sears to pick up a 12-pack of potatos, so he knew he was running late. With a deft leap, Dust was out of the bus and went sassily jaunting toward Fred's front door. Meanwhile inside, Fred was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the favorite pony into a box of ninja stars and then slid the box behind his rhinocerus. Fred was exasperated but at least the favorite pony was concealed. The doorbell rang.

'Come in,' Fred exotically purred. With a apt push, Dust opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some abrasive noble genius in a Jap Trap,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Fred assured him. Dust took a seat ridiculously far from where Fred had hidden the favorite pony. Fred grimaced trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But Dust was distracted. With fist clenched and teeth gnashed, Fred noticed a dimwitted look on Dust's face. Dust slowly opened his mouth to speak.

'...What's that smell?'

Fred felt a stabbing pain in his double chin when Dust asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the favorite pony right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A selfish look started to form on Dust's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's live hand grenades from when she used to have pet venomous koalas. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Dust nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Fred could react, Dust carefully lunged toward the box and opened it. The favorite pony was plainly in view.

Dust stared at Fred for what what must've been nine nanoseconds. Ever so extemperaneously, Fred groped earnestly in Dust's direction, clearly desperate. Dust grabbed the favorite pony and bolted for the door. It was locked. Fred let out a eccentric chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Dust,' he rebuked. Fred always had been a little pestering, so Dust knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Fred did something crazy, like... start chucking ripened avocados at him or something. Just as zero people expected he gripped his favorite pony tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.

Fred looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Dust. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame eleven days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Dust. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Fred walked over to the window and looked down. Dust was gone.

----o0o----

Just yonder, Dust was struggling to make his way through the lemur-infested moor behind Fred's place. Dust had severely hurt his double chin during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral monkeys suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the favorite pony. One by one they latched on to Dust. Already weakened from his injury, Dust yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of monkeys running off with his favorite pony.

But then God came down with His charismatic smile and restored Dust's favorite pony. Feeling exasperated, God smote the monkeys for their injustice. Then He got in His wannabe go-fast Civic and dashed away with the fortitude of one million spotted wolf hamsters running from a teensy pack of legless puppies. Dust fell with joy when he saw this. His favorite pony was safe. It was a good thing, too, because in eight minutes his favorite TV show, monty python, was going to come on (followed immediately by 'When man-eating capybaras meet rusty razor blade'). Dust was relieved. And so, everyone except Fred and a few hand grenade-toting South American hissing sloths lived blissfully happy, forever after.

Ash
November 6th, 2011, 11:52 AM
DUST?? PONIES?? FAVORITE?? SHOW?? MONKEYS?? FRED??

I knew it, they are spies from the pony faction :(

Dust
November 6th, 2011, 01:49 PM
Yayap, you make me laugh. A 12-pack of potatoes indeed! It is not correct. Ask more questions.

Sookie
November 6th, 2011, 04:06 PM
does the story involve food?

is the stories plot based around food?

is there any mention of food in said story?

have you forgotten the story after reading those other 2 awesome stories?

Dust
November 13th, 2011, 03:12 PM
does the story involve food?

is the stories plot based around food?

is there any mention of food in said story?

have you forgotten the story after reading those other 2 awesome stories?
Yes
no
no
not really

Yayap
November 14th, 2011, 09:53 PM
does the story involve food? Yes
is there any mention of food in said story? No


Does not compute. If there is no mention of food then the story cannot involve food!

SilentShadow
November 14th, 2011, 10:03 PM
The story is about a piece of food? Like a living tomato? but it never directly says that?

Is the story about Annoying Orange?

Dust
November 15th, 2011, 05:35 AM
Yayap, it will make sense later on...


The story is about a piece of food? Like a living tomato? but it never directly says that?

Is the story about Annoying Orange?
Yes
Yes
Yes
No

SilentShadow
November 15th, 2011, 06:31 AM
Is the story about a famous (Or relitivly famous) living food?

Is it a fruit? A vegetable? A meat? A dairy product?

Dust
November 15th, 2011, 07:06 AM
Is the story about a famous (Or relitivly famous) living food?

Is it a fruit? A vegetable? A meat? A dairy product?
No
No
No
No
No