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This is the first oversetting gamehild. The writ to overset is the first few lines of Douglas Adam's Hitchhicker's guide to the Galaxy.
Wellspring[edit | edit source]
The first few lines of Douglas Adam's Hitchhicker's guide to the Galaxy are:
- Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral Arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun.
- Orbiting this a distance of roughly nighty-two million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea.
- This planet has — or rather had — a problem, which was this: most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much all of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were largely concerned with the movement of small green pieces of paper, which was odd because on the whole it wasn't the small green pieces of paper that were unhappy.
: to itch and to hike are of unknown and mile comes from the Old English word mil, which in turn comes from the Latin milia, but these do not need to be overset.
Oversetting by Squidonius[edit | edit source]
Hitchhicker's leadbook to the Milky Way
Far out in thebackwaters of the untrendy end of the Western whirl-arm of the Milky Way lies a small uneftlooked yellow sun. this a farness of roughly nighty-two muchred miles is an utterly wheed little blae-green Tungle whose ape-aftergoer life shapes are so amazingly that they still think watches are a pretty neat thought. This tungle has — or rather had — a riddle, which was this: most of the folk living on it were unhappy for pretty much all of the time. Many were for this riddle, but most of these were mickly with the scrithing of small green bits of , which was odd because on the whole it wasn't the small green bits of carte that were unhappy.
Oversetting by Gr8asb8[edit | edit source]
Far out in ðe backwaters of ðe uncuþ end of ðe Western Twist-Arm of ðe Milky Way- which backwaters have yet to be drawn up- lies a small yellow sun seldom thought of. Going about ðis a ways- about ninety-two muchred miles- is an utterly meaningless, little blu-green world whose ape-aftergoing life-shapes are so amazingly behind ðat ðey þink finger-wise watches are a pretty cool þoht. Ðis world has- or raðer had- a þing, which was ðis: most of ðe folk living on it were unhappy for pretty much all of ðe time. Many answers were put forþ for ðis þing, but most most of ðese were mainly looking at ðe weighing of small green scraps of writleaf, which was weird, for on ðe whole, it wasn't ðe small green scraps of writleaf ðat were unhappy. 188.8.131.52 00:58, March 24, 2012 (UTC)
Oversetting by Speechlarer[edit | edit source]
Far out in the unmapped backwaters of the shabby end of the Western Whirl (in the likeness of whirlwind, otherwise Swirl) Arm of the Milky Way lies an unheeded little yellow sun.
Whirling around this at an offstand (or onefoldly length) of roughly ninety-eight million miles is an utterly meaningless little blue-green wanderstar whose ape-stemming living beings are so amazingly oldendayish that they still think tellwatches (lit. ‘counting watch’) are a pretty clever fangling. This wanderstar has—or rather had—a riddle, which was this: Most of the folk on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many loosing s were put forth for this riddle, but most of these dealt with the comings and goings of small green bits of paper, which is odd for on the whole it wasn’t the small green bits of paper that were unhappy.
Other Wending with my spelling framewurk as it now stands:
Far out in đe unmappd backwaters ov đe schabby end ov đe Western Hwerl (in đe lyknis ov whirlwind, ođerwys Swirl) Arm ov đe Milky Wey lys an unheeded littel yellow sun. Hwerling around đis at an offstand (or onefoldly length) of roughly nynty-eight million myls is an utterly meaningles littel blû-green wanderstar h(w)oos æp-stemming living beings ar so amæzingly oldendeyish đat đey still think tellwatches (lit. ‘counting watch’) ar a pretty klever fangling. Đis wanderstar has—or rađer had—a riddel, hwich was đis: Moast of đe folk on it wer unhappy for pretty much of đe tym. Meny loosing s wer put forth for đis riddel, but moast ov đees delt wiđ đe kummings and goings of small green bits of pæper, hwich is odd for on đe hoal it wasn’t đe small green bits of pæper đat wer unhappy.
Devil's forespeaker oversetting (by Squidonius)[edit | edit source]
Howwould the above be if were written without words of Old English ? With that in mind, I will play the devil's and only the words from Old English without affecting the . Clearly, , the 'to be' and 'to have', and some had to be kept. All words are present in the Oxford English Dictorary (online) other than my try at the spelling of quatre-vingt-douze to cater-vent-diss (cater is OED though, I went for the Frankish over the Latinish duononaginta or somesuch as it is easily the most mad thing in the Frankish tongue) and the shaping of the word 'autocesseur' for hitchhicker as the Frankish word autostoppeur is befouled — the 'Académie française'— by the English word stop.
Autocesseur's guide to the Galaxy
Distantly in the uncharted longinquities of the unfashionable terminus of the occidental Spiral bar of the Galaxy is located a petty unregarded jaune (or flaw) sol. Orbiting this a distance of approximately cater-vent-diss million miles is an extremely insignificant petty blue-vert planet whose simian-descended bioforms are so surprisingly primitive that they continuately panse digital horologes are a bonny chic idea. This planet has — or plus correctly had — a problem, which was this: most of the people present on it were discontent bonny quasi-sempiternally. multiple solutions were suggested for this problem, but the majorities (many is plural) of these were largely concerned with the movement of petty vert pieces of paper, which was bizarre considering on the totality it wasn't the petty vert pieces of paper that were discontent.
EinWulf's Overset[edit | edit source]
Hitchhicker's Wisse to the Great Whirl are:
Far out in the unknown backwaters of the unhipped end of the Western Ring Arm of the Great Whirl lies a small unheeded yellow sun.
Umwhirling this a farness of ruffly nighty-two million miles is an utterly worthless little blue-green tungol whose ape-offsprung life shapes are so amazingly frumlic that they still think tell watches are a pretty neat thought.
This tungol has — or rather had — a snag, which was this: most of the folk living on it were unhappy for pretty much all of the time. Many answers were put forth for this snag'', but most of these were mostly about the shuffling of small green deals of paper, which was odd because on the whole it wasn't the small green deals'' of paper that were unhappy.
paper is a fore-1066 Latinate
blue has Teutonic roots
tungol — OE tungol