Listen, serving up disasters is what I do best.
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Listen, serving up disasters is what I do best.
[WTDR] [DIAA] [YLIY]
[HMEL] [YSIR] [OINE]
[AYAA] [DDNE] UVGT]
Not a substitution cypher or a maths based encryption. A very simple puzzle disguised to look complicated.
Because I was not given an answer but had only the solution I had reached myself (12), I could not say it was wrong.Quote:
Originally Posted by MarkBastable
Would figuring out what comes in groups of four help?Quote:
Originally Posted by prendrelemick
No. I suspect I have bamboozled all your Machiavellian minds with simplicity.
Well, the clues helped A LOT. Top to bottom, left to right.
"what my dear lady disdain are you living yet"
Turns out this is a quote from my favorite of Shakespeare's plays (although I've seen it end "...yet living?" in my online search.) I'll have to read that again sometime soon.
I'll have another puzzle up in 8-12 hours, unless someone else has something they want to put up.
Yup! thats right. Born out of despiration after I was declared sucessfull over those kittens. I know its a mis-quote but 'are-you-yet' fell all in a row top to bottom, and looked so obvious I changed them round (sorry Will.)
Here's a riddle disguised as a terrible poem.
Names found in when school is out
Spring in the eastern mountains
And the bad side of honey
Make which force repel law's flout?
Since there's some rather-less-than-teenage Brits here, I'd thought this latest riddle might have had a ghost of a chance as given, but I wasn't too optimistic. No surprise, another installment is appropriate. In case it isn't clear, the first three lines are a trio of clues (names), adding up to the fourth.
While stalking might appear to not be as terribly concerning as it ought to, prostitution and sex with a minor are both clearly considered in a negative light by the subject of this riddle.
I'm loving these clues.
Must try and solve the riddle though.
Rio Rio Rioyo
BONUS CLUE
Some of the more arresting ideas of Arthur Koestler and Carl Jung inhabited the precincts of this riddle's production.
Rather than albums of possible suspicious persons, they produced albums with possibly suspicious titles.
Line 1 - Alice Cooper??
Line 2 - Aaron Copeland??
But as for the rest - ?? something to do with Humbert Humbert??
I think you've done it, billl - produced one that has stumped us all!
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Originally Posted by billl
There's something Michaely Jacksonish in there perhaps?
kasie is right both times! (line one and line two are correct)
Mick is definitely on the beat! (correct time frame)
EDIT: (Alice Cooper is not right, but I had Alice Cooper in mind... The clue there, again, is "...when school is out...")
The bad side of honey are bees right?
It's The Police.
Summer is when school's out - Andy Summers.
Kasie got Copeland - Stewart being the drummer.
And the bad side of honey will be the Sting.
That's right.
Took a while, but I noticed some people were gone for a while...
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Would y'all like a clue?
I've just been taking my sweet time, trying out substitutions now and then. Perfectly content, no complaints here. Though, I guess I wouldn't mind knowing if it weren't a substitution cipher.
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Originally Posted by billl
It is, yeah. Well, if I understand what a substitution cipher is. If it means, you can replace one character with another character, you just have to work out the mapping - then, yes, that's exactly what it is.
A clue....
thoughts so far.
Thanks for the clue, is it ;-
"Ah allus thought it wor a bloody long way t' go forra loaf o' bread."
I am also working on the letter R being substituted for J as in Dvorak.
Or better still, substitute J for D as there is a silent D and a non existant J in Dvorak.
Nah, none of those. I thought someone might go for the Hovis thing, but if it were right, it'd've been a bit mean of me to do that to the nonBrits.
My previous substitution puzzles, you'll notice, have had to do not with the alphabet per se, but with the interface mechanism.
Give up? Another clue? Completely lost interest?
Just confused, Mark - if this is one of those puzzles using language particular to some kind of computing, then I'm lost.
Another clue....
I'll kill this Tuesday, if it remains unattempted.
To be honest, I've been attempting it all week - with the qwerty keyboard as a starting point.
Well, it is a good starting point.Quote:
Originally Posted by prendrelemick
Okay - the last clue.
PYFGCRL
I can make the first few letters say 'A quiz...' but then the same system doesn't seem to make much sense of the rest.
Mm, I had that, but then disregarded it. Perhaps there is a "second movement"? there's more to do yet.
Ah, thankyou Google! Apparently there is a Dvorak keyboard with the keys set out differently.
Yep - the Dvorak keyboard is supposed to be more ergonomic and easier to use. There's no proof that this is the case.
Anyway, I typed qwerty strokes on a Dvorak keyboard. In Windows, you can convert your keyboard to Dvorak in about five minutes. Then it would take you about four hours to move the little plastic keys around.
So what did I type?
A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
After weeks of trying different lines of symmetry, mirrors and cyphers!
Yes, sorry about that. Anyway - off you go.Quote:
Originally Posted by prendrelemick
I apologise for the long pre-amble to this one. It concerns something that happened while I was on holiday in Noth Devon this summer.
The Guest House we stayed in was very nice, with solicitious hosts and comfortable rooms. Our room had a big double bed, two large sash windows with views of the 2 acre garden. It also had a en-suite bathroom, fitted wardrobes, bedside tables, a digital alarm clock, tiffany style lamps, colour TV etc... Everything you could want. Then there were the personal touches, like a chocolate on the pillow, a carafe of water by the bed, scented soaps and matching towels.
The first morning , Mrs P was in the shower and I was laid on the bed reading my book, waiting to go down for breakfast which we had ordered for 8:30. I glanced across to the clock on the opposite bedside table and saw it was 8:50 already. I shouted for the wife to hurry up and ran downstairs, hoping the porridge would still be warm. The landlady looked surprised to see me and said breakfast would not be ready for another 20 minutes!
Why not?