Edgy-Sounding Adjective
A Madlib to Create Your Own Dystopian Text
EVERY lesson has a reflection in the last 5 minutes. WHAT - SO WHAT - NOW WHAT?
A Madlib to Create Your Own Dystopian Text
1—Edgy-Sounding Adjective
(2—Female name) was a normal girl—not pretty, but not (3—adjective)-looking, either. She had pale skin and long (4—color) hair. But this normal girl lived in a terribly abnormal place called (5—place name), in which the elite controlled every aspect of peoples’ lives. (2—Female name) couldn’t even (6—activity) without the government knowing about it.
But one day, (2—female name) discovered she was the only one who could take down the evil dictator, President (7—celebrity)). You see, she had the power of 8—normal everyday action-, which no one else had been able to do since the Great (9—animal) War of (10—year). But she didn’t want to! She didn’t think she was (11—adjective) enough. She wasn’t special.
“But you are special!,” said her friend (12—male historical figure), all-around hunkmeister who was (13—adjective) and didn’t like anyone except for (2—female name). “You’re the most special person to ever exist! Not that I like you or anything. Believe in yourself.”
“I will believe in myself!,” thought (2—female name), even though she still thought she was only OK, I guess. So she worked hard and brought all the citizens of (5—place name) to her side, even though before they met her some of them thought she was (14—negative adjective). “Now we think you’re the (15—animal’s)(16—body part)!,” they told her, admiring her long, shiny, but just OK hair as she passed by.
So (2—female name) took a break from angsting up the joint to take down the government, which was kinda weird considering President (7—celebrity) had control of a massive army and she was only a teenager, but whatever. “I have always loved you!,” said (12—male historical figure), while (2—female name)’s BFF (17—name of your least favorite high school teacher) sat in the corner and cried into his (18—food). He’d loved (2—female name) his whole life, but we haven’t mentioned him before now because he’s not hunky and he cried at (19—movie title) enough.
“(20—Exclamation)!,” said (2—female name). “I got the glory and I get to walk into the sunset with the hot guy! I guess I must be pretty (21—positive adjective) after all. And at least I’m not Bella Swan.”
THE END