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Somehow, I think I must've done something very, very wrong.
o0 The Oddity 0o: There's not a single rustling bush so fleet,
There's not a single rustling bush so fleet -
There's not a single rustling bush you goon,
There's not a single rustling bush you goon.
o0 The Oddity 0o: There's not a single rustling bush so fleet,
There's not a single rustling bush so fleet -
There's not a single rustling bush you goon,
There's not a single rustling bush you goon.
Oops - sorry. You're only allowed 2 different returns from a plugin per response, and you have to specify them to stop them repeating.
Quick hack:
copy plugins 1-4 respectively into 4 new plugins 5-8,
add a 2 to the end of each plugin name in the response at the point of it's second usage. 1-4 get used twice in the first 2 lines, so change to 5-8 for the next.
eg:
(plugin1) (plugin2) (plugin3),{br}
(plugin12) (plugin22) (plugin32) -{br}
(plugin5) (plugin5) (plugin5),{br}
(plugin52) (plugin62) (plugin74).
You'd need 7 sets of plugins for a 14-line sonnet at that rate, but that's not time consuming if you just copy each set.
Quick hack:
copy plugins 1-4 respectively into 4 new plugins 5-8,
add a 2 to the end of each plugin name in the response at the point of it's second usage. 1-4 get used twice in the first 2 lines, so change to 5-8 for the next.
eg:
(plugin1) (plugin2) (plugin3),{br}
(plugin12) (plugin22) (plugin32) -{br}
(plugin5) (plugin5) (plugin5),{br}
(plugin52) (plugin62) (plugin74).
You'd need 7 sets of plugins for a 14-line sonnet at that rate, but that's not time consuming if you just copy each set.
Aargh! My brain's too tired - that should be:
(plugin1) (plugin2) (plugin3),{br}
(plugin12) (plugin22) (plugin32) -{br}
(plugin5) (plugin6) (plugin4),{br}
(plugin52) (plugin62) (plugin42).
you don't need sets 7 or 8...
Sorry - it's 3AM and I can't do this now. I'm pretty sure that will work, but there's a redundant pair of plugins somewhere.
(plugin1) (plugin2) (plugin3),{br}
(plugin12) (plugin22) (plugin32) -{br}
(plugin5) (plugin6) (plugin4),{br}
(plugin52) (plugin62) (plugin42).
you don't need sets 7 or 8...
Sorry - it's 3AM and I can't do this now. I'm pretty sure that will work, but there's a redundant pair of plugins somewhere.
Not too bad...
o0 The Oddity 0o: I thought I saw a bounding stag in sleet,
I thought I saw a glowing moon so neat -
I thought I saw a drifting cloud you loon,
I thought I saw a rustling bush, you goon.
o0 The Oddity 0o: I thought I saw a bounding stag in sleet,
I thought I saw a glowing moon so neat -
I thought I saw a drifting cloud you loon,
I thought I saw a rustling bush, you goon.
lol...
What I came up with is SO much more complicated and varied than that... and will probably never work. Well, off to go alter what I have and try to avoid keyphrases within keyphrases.
What I came up with is SO much more complicated and varied than that... and will probably never work. Well, off to go alter what I have and try to avoid keyphrases within keyphrases.
The keys aren't completely worked out, but if you want to see how it's going so far, go chat with Watzer and say "sonnetplease"... it will take a bit to load because there are so many plugins for him to choose from, but the results are entertaining, if not entirely flawless yet.
I tried it once and it worked fine, but the second time I got errors:
I dreamt that I could bastardize a cone
Below the bridge I see a dusty core
It speaks to me of tired sightless eyes
For never have I killed a man before
The cone has opened up its (- ad3) eyes
They swim across my soul like acrobats
I'm falling into educated ties
And slowly, widely, something in me breaks...
And you, my weapon, giving up your hand
Have turned my life into a shopping list
Assuring me that (- -pn3) will hurl
Reminding me that (- -pn4) exist.
When tangled in your clothes I find my soul
The time has come to give back what you stole.
I dreamt that I could bastardize a cone
Below the bridge I see a dusty core
It speaks to me of tired sightless eyes
For never have I killed a man before
The cone has opened up its (- ad3) eyes
They swim across my soul like acrobats
I'm falling into educated ties
And slowly, widely, something in me breaks...
And you, my weapon, giving up your hand
Have turned my life into a shopping list
Assuring me that (- -pn3) will hurl
Reminding me that (- -pn4) exist.
When tangled in your clothes I find my soul
The time has come to give back what you stole.
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