Drama Queens and Chill Kings
I never flinch, never freak — not even in a storm. I’m ice in human form. Who am I?
Who is a stoic?
I sneak a lie under the table and call it “strategy.”
What is Subterfuge?
I’m a symbol, an image, a face that stands for something bigger.
What is icon?
I dig myself deep, cozy, and hidden — like a secret in a burrow.
What is ensconce?
I’m all about what works — beauty can wait, practicality first.
What is utilitarian?
I throw my hands when I talk, and my words dance with them.
What is gesticulate?
I hesitate like a seesaw, never choosing, always wobbling.
What is vacillate?
I’m honesty personified — integrity in human form.
What is probity?
I charge in and loot the place — a barbarian’s payday.
What is pillage?
I ooze confidence or calm — whatever’s in me, you can feel it.
What is exude?
I act like life’s a stage, tears and all, even when it’s not.
What is histrionic?
I quietly give in — no fight, just a sigh and a nod.
What is acquiesce?
You’re not sure if my story’s real or made up — I’m a myth in disguise.
What is apocryphal?
I collect interest or attention over time — slow growth, steady gain.
What is accrue?
I’m the power that makes something work — the proof in the potion.
What is efficacy?
I’m glowing with energy and color — I make the room buzz.
What is Vibrant?
My plans backfire — the universe hits reply all.
What is repercussion?
I’m careful, cautious, never reckless — I check the map twice.
What is circumspect?
I throw others off their rhythm — I shake up the calm.
What is disconcert?
I’m healing — for the body, the soul, or the mind.
What is therapeutic?
I burn with belief, eager and intense — maybe a little too eager.
What is Zealous?
I slip myself into your argument like a comma — interrupting just enough to be noticed.
What is interpose?
I’m unlucky, the universe’s punchline, a magnet for misfortune.
What is hapless?
I lean toward something naturally — my habits pull me that way.
What is propensity?
My thoughts drift like clouds — a waking dream.
What is reverie?