EXERCISE 5 Word Challenge #8

Discussion in 'INSPIRING MUSES' started by October Knight, Jul 27, 2011.

  1. Vocabulary Challenge
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    This challenge is to help strengthen your vocabulary. You'll learn new words and how to use them in roleplay posts, stories, poems, etc!

    1. Aim for a minimum of 1-3 paragraphs. If you'd like to write more than that, then go for it!
    2. Make sure you use each word in your post. Be as creative as you'd like.
    3. Style the writing like you would for a story. It can be describing a setting, or written from the perspective of a character. Whatever you feel would work the best.
    4. Have fun with this, of course!

    The Words:

    • ineffable (adj.) Unutterable.
    • matricide (n.) The killing, especially the murdering, of one's mother.
    • odious (adj.) Hateful.
    • repartee (n.) A ready, witty, or apt reply.
    • sapient (adj.) Possessing wisdom.
  2. This odious crime which history knows all to well has become my blessing and my release. The most ineffable crime of matricide has become my identity, one which I do not wholly deserve but neither will I rebuke. It is my fate that my time on this earth should begin and end with that word: mother. There are none who would believe my protests, that this heinous matricide is not of my own hand but that of my brother. I have been forever cursed as the elder child, the bearer of responsibility for the mistakes of the younger. My punishment for not having served my duty until now must be this cruel twist of fate wherein I bear upon my shoulders his sins.

    Let the sapient offer no repartee, there is no ready reply for my confessions as I will not deny my crime. In my neglect of my younger brother, I am guilty. Living in the shadow of an elder while so desperately seeking approval from the one known as mother, the one who gave you life, how can one bear this is peace? Each day, each breath, to fall short in her eyes when all you sought was love... It is enough that he will never attain that satisfaction. That is his punishment - this is mine.
  3. Edgar eased himself on to the balcony of his mother's chambers. It was no easy decision for him to commit matricide, but his mind was set. His mother was the most odious, spiteful bitch to ever grace the earth, and murdering her would free the people of Umdinia from her iron fist. The knowledge that his mother had sentenced many peasants to be brutally beaten, tortured, and killed for no other reason than her own pleasure had pained Edgar. He brushed aside the curtains and entered her chambers.

    It was dark. Edgar could barely see where he was going. He could hear the deep breaths of his mother sleeping off to his right. He paused, taking a deep breath. There was no turning back from this ineffable crime now. Clutching the poisoned dagger in his right hand, he moved forward. The breathing was coming closer and closer, and before he knew it he was at her bed. He plunged the dagger deep in to her chest. She woke with a tortured scream, blood pouring out of her mouth. Guards rushed in to the room holding lanterns, and as Edgar turned back towards the balcony, he looked in to his mother's eyes.

    Thank you," she whispered as she died, a pleased look in her eyes.

    You, halt!" shouted the guard.

    I'd love to stay for some repartee, but alas, I must go. Know that I am sapient, and I would have delighted you with the wittiest of banter. Farewell!" Edgar shouted, jumping off the balcony and in to the river below.
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