Here is a story to read. You need to list as many countries as you can. but I’m not telling how many countries are hidden, except that you can get a good number of countries. Good luck!
Not long ago, the entire land of Gwania awoke one day to find themselves under siege by mice – again. Since I was staying in the nearby Burroughs, I ran to the window to see that there were mice, maybe a ton, gathering outside the mouseleum. Super; usually I can adapt to these situations, but this time, enough was enough. An Ambrosial portal (which is similar to the Sinister; it really doesn’t give much advantage, if any) was already packed in my bag, so I headed off to the mos to go mouse hunting. If I jinxed myself by only bringing one bag of radioactive blue, so be it.
By the time I got there, however, the mos was deserted. I followed tracks down toward the river, when suddenly the tracks were gone. Either each mouse figured out how to cover its own track, or each mouse had suddenly learned how to fly.
A merchant from the bazaar scampered over to me. “I saw the mice, they took off, ran certain ways here then there, and musta stumbled into some trebuchets cuz they got flung up into the sky and then them mice landed over by that big pagoda over in Furoma.” He stated his tale so thoughtfully that I had no reason to doubt him. “Ha,” he continued, Hahaha, it isn’t easy being a mouse is it? You know them suckers would come by my shop looking to buy cheese, and my buddy, well he gyp them all the time.” Not finding his comments to be of use, I bid farewell and headed to the pagoda.
When I arrived, I was not alone. A crowd of mousehunters had gathered, watching what appeared to be a competition in the arena. The tactical mice (who were from Japan) amazed us all with their prowess. Pain was not an issue for them. We knew we could not take them lightly, that if we were to anger many of them, it would be like lighting a torch in a fireworks store, something we did not want to experience. It was obvious our regular traps were no use. Suddenly Ronza’s traveling shop came swooping in, and as it landed with a lurch, I let out a sigh of relief. The other hunters grabbed the new traps loaded with special cheese and tossed them into the dojo as the students, unable to control themselves, found themselves sprawled across the floor, tokens flying everywhere.
“Grab a token, y’all” I cried. Without their tokens, the student mice were powerless and we were able to clean out the pagoda and recover some missing items. I was even able to retrieve the thin diamond necklace that the Queen had reported missing weeks earlier. “Goodbye men”, I said. “Job well done”. The End.
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Instructions: Locate the hidden countries embedded in the above story, ignoring spaces, punctuation, and capitalization. Acronyms such as UK or USA do not count. List each country in the order that they appear in the story. Start your answers on a new line for each paragraph, so that your answers should appear in five lines, one for each paragraph. (I hope this answers the question some of you were wondering: What kind of story is this guy trying to write?)
Example: If you play Scrabble, the words qi and qat are essential to know. So thank U – wait, U should thank me!
Your answer would be:
Qatar Kuwait
You need to list as many countries as you can. but I’m not telling how many countries are hidden, except that you can get a good number of countries. Good luck!
Not long ago, the entire land of Gwania awoke one day to find themselves under siege by mice – again. Since I was staying in the nearby Burroughs, I ran to the window to see that there were mice, maybe a ton, gathering outside the mouseleum. Super; usually I can adapt to these situations, but this time, enough was enough. An Ambrosial portal (which is similar to the Sinister; it really doesn’t give much advantage, if any) was already packed in my bag, so I headed off to the mos to go mouse hunting. If I jinxed myself by only bringing one bag of radioactive blue, so be it.
By the time I got there, however, the mos was deserted. I followed tracks down toward the river, when suddenly the tracks were gone. Either each mouse figured out how to cover its own track, or each mouse had suddenly learned how to fly.
A merchant from the bazaar scampered over to me. “I saw the mice, they took off, ran certain ways here then there, and musta stumbled into some trebuchets cuz they got flung up into the sky and then them mice landed over by that big pagoda over in Furoma.” He stated his tale so thoughtfully that I had no reason to doubt him. “Ha,” he continued, Hahaha, it isn’t easy being a mouse is it? You know them suckers would come by my shop looking to buy cheese, and my buddy, well he gyp them all the time.” Not finding his comments to be of use, I bid farewell and headed to the pagoda.
When I arrived, I was not alone. A crowd of mousehunters had gathered, watching what appeared to be a competition in the arena. The tactical mice (who were from Japan) amazed us all with their prowess. Pain was not an issue for them. We knew we could not take them lightly, that if we were to anger many of them, it would be like lighting a torch in a fireworks store, something we did not want to experience. It was obvious our regular traps were no use. Suddenly Ronza’s traveling shop came swooping in, and as it landed with a lurch, I let out a sigh of relief. The other hunters grabbed the new traps loaded with special cheese and tossed them into the dojo as the students, unable to control themselves, found themselves sprawled across the floor, tokens flying everywhere.
“Grab a token, y’all” I cried. Without their tokens, the student mice were powerless and we were able to clean out the pagoda and recover some missing items. I was even able to retrieve the thin diamond necklace that the Queen had reported missing weeks earlier. “Goodbye men”, I said. “Job well done”. The End.
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Instructions: Locate the hidden countries embedded in the above story, ignoring spaces, punctuation, and capitalization. Acronyms such as UK or USA do not count. List each country in the order that they appear in the story. Start your answers on a new line for each paragraph, so that your answers should appear in five lines, one for each paragraph. (I hope this answers the question some of you were wondering: What kind of story is this guy trying to write?)
Example: If you play Scrabble, the words qi and qat are essential to know. So thank U – wait, U should thank me!
Your answer would be:
Qatar Kuwait
You need to list as many countries as you can. but I’m not telling how many countries are hidden, except that you can get a good number of countries. Good luck!