A bilious cadaver dragged eerily forward, groping hungrily, its jaundiced knees lurching menacingly, necrotic odors permeating–quintessentially representing society’s traumatized undead victims–wretched, x-rated yowling zombies.
My apologies for “duplicating” zombified. I suppose we could use zoophage (which I believe is a synonym for carnivor), but yowling zombies had such a ring to it.
Not only that, but the theme almost begged for zombies as if the whole thing built to that climax inexorably. Well-crafted sentence. One that will be difficult to top for maintaining a theme.
This one is tantalizing. How far from flattery do you see the new word?
Well, I got no hits on “butnionic.”
butnionic, adj. Of or pertaining to an artifical butte or mesa created during the legally required environmental restoration of a quarry or sanitary landfill.
This has so many tie-ins to things like button, bionic, neon, Beatnik, and maybe even diatonic.
Your definition is a scream, though! 
It’s not flattery. It’s feeding a delusion. 
Seriously, my roommate can only process information after running it through a very robust self-aggrandizing filter. If you let her draw her own conclusions it can have disastrous results, so when something’s really important, it’s wise to find a reason to explain why doing the right thing makes her even more alluring, beneficent, and clever. 
Zeldar, I must thank you for filling up an otherwise rather boring Sunday afternoon for me.
I haven’t quite finished drafting a little ditty about Israeli kibbutz members new over passes … x-raying Yiddish Ziggurats. Yes, I know it needs work–help is welcome.
But I think this one might be ready for prime time:
Artistically boorish copycats don’t ever filch genuine holographic images, just kinky lithographs–most notably obsolete pornography; quasi respectable semanticists, they undermine values while XEROXing yellowing zincographs.
Hats off, as_u_wish!! Really topnotch writing there!!
P.S. Zeldar: duxterne quiglate fitorphous colluway
Since it’s a game thread, I’ve moved this to The Game Room. And, since the title was undescriptive, I’ve edited it to help clarify.
Your wish is my command. Actually SkipMagic’s. I just had a feeling it might go this way, back when.
It can go one of three ways now:
So, did you write that one? 
You’re quite welcome for the diversion. It helped my day pass, too.
You have a real knack for this stuff. Clever sentences that would (to the casual observer not forewarned about what’s going on) pass several readings before the gimmick got spotted.
The next challenge (in this particular vein of course) would be to write a poem of rhyme scheme ABAB in a 7-6-7-6 word pattern. Now * that* might get you published somewhere beyond Straight Dope!
I’m going with Option #1…
Well, I tried to do a limerick, but the beat is off and the middle rhyme is an assonance. But it’s worth one more try to see if someone else wants to play.
Australian Bushmen’s computerized drones
Extol finding g-note high index jewel kiting loans
Maneuvering nasty old-style proprietors
Quashing rude stock trade underwriters
Violating Windows XP’s Yugoslavian zones.
Maybe we should allow words beginning with EX for the X portion–makes for more choices.
I like your proposal for the EX-replacement, especially in the poetry part of all this.
That’s one neat limerick! You’re good.
Does it count if it’s
A, 7syllables
B, 6
C, 8
B, 8?
Dark figure in the distance
the figure of a man
I don’t know where he’s going, but
he came from out that dark sedan
The pounding of the pistons
the rushing engine fan
is all you hear, and then you’re gone
you vanish in the dark sedan
They never give permission
you take it when you can
and hope they don’t take notice then
and send you out a dark sedan
Don’t talk about sedition
don’t make a show of hands
you know they’ll make a show of arms
and bulletproof their dark sedans
Denial of subsistence
you have to take a stand
or work all day to buy the gas
that fuels all the dark sedans
An organized resistance
can defeat any plan
this time we’ll ask a whole lot more
than promises and empty hands
Very nice poem there, brujaja! My idea above was to build a poem with alphabetical-order words. The 6-7-6-7 or 7-6-7-6 thing was words per line, syllable count unspecified. Rhyme scheme ABAB was just a suggestion.
That doesn’t need to limit the next gimmick in this thread. The title was modified by somebody who hadn’t even read it. And moved it because it looked like a game.
Those of us in the thread can do as we please, I submit.
ETA: I’ve been meaning to ask: does your username involve the Spanish “bruja” as one of its meanings?
Well, in the sense that people sometimes react to me in the same way as the stereotypical reaction to “bruja” in B-movies…
But actually, it’s taken more from a song by King Crimson called “Elephant Talk”, wherein they do an alliterative recitation of words meaning or involving “conversation”. B was words like bicker, banter…brouhaha. Discussion, debate, diatribe. When they get to “E”, they do an awesome elephant trumpet…funny song.
And, as I have asked at least once before – what about you, Zeldar?
P.S. missed the part about the alphabet-order in poem. Quack! That’s MUCH harder!!
No sweat on the poem. This a make-it-up-as-you-go thread as far as I care.
My Zeldar was a character in a nonsense story I wrote way back in the 80’s for a BBS (think Commodore 64 days) I used to frequent. He was a Cajun, which I’m not, and he had some peculiar eating habits and a bizarre family who got into all sorts of mischief and trouble. His son was a waterhead and he made all sorts of efforts to keep the boy shielded from abuse and sport by the non-Cajuns in the area. I figured that “The Waterhead” was not likely to be a long-lived username so I went with Zeldar. Only later did I realize the popularity of the name – see web searches for what I mean there.