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In this game each person to take part should make a sentence, containing all homophone words, written after the sentence in the previous post, and should write new homophones.
Homophones are words which should be pronounced in one and the same way and spelled in a different way.
Homonyms (words which are spelled in one the same way and have different meaning) are also allowed.
The order they are used in the next sentence can get shuffled freely.

Example:
*New; Knew.
*He knew that there was a new thing. Male; Mail.
*A male brought some mail. See; Sea
*I see the sea.


Let us start.

Peace; Piece

wartorn country: can we have just a piece of peace
wise one: there is no peace that is not eternal
wartorn country: wow, deep. but seriously, half our population is in the gulag? plz?
wise one: no.
wartorn country: heck yall!

bear, bare

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i trained to drive the train, many years, i knew i'd go with little to no reward for my striving efforts. but then, a dank meme, or so i've been told it's called, came about, and became my savior. every day since then i've gotten hundreds of "thank you mr train conductor" from a constant stream of white beta-male idiot millennial nerd douchebags. I tell you now, Society for the Conduction of Train Systems: It's never payed more to be a trained train-guy.

a,uh

Can I have a, uh, burger please?

meat, meet

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I look people in the eye.

sun; son

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If I fill my stomach at lunch, after that I feel full.

die (noun, singular of dice); die (verb)

my life wasn't how i wanted, i was unsure if i could continue with what i had, i wanted to try, but every day just living with the imperfections was cursing my very essence, or so it felt. so one night, another night of terrible thoughts and feelings, I rolled a die, if it lands on six, I'll keep, otherwise... I told myself I'd fold. It landed on one, the lowest of the low. I prepared quickly, and with a frog in my truth-parched throat I let myself go. I died.

(its just fanfiction i know the helplines ok good concerned people.)

tear (droplet of saltwater from the eyes), tear (to shred)

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i caught site of a dastardly sight, things i were scared to reveal to authorities, because those on the site threatened lurkers to be secretive. The contents were deranged enough that i had no doubt the depraved individuals would do anything to keep me silent, or under their control. I felt guilt, because the previous victims had never been avenged, and I was part of the problem. But I realized I was being kept in fear, so I was a victim, I did not like sinking into victimhood, I believed it weak, but I decided that I needed to be strong. I did not have the dark skillset these monsters had, but I was less foolish, I had only come across it by accident, before I knew what went on in the part of the web I heard so much about. I thought it would be like finding buried treasure, but it was closer to unearthing a grizzly and gruesome murder scene that withstood the test of time and culture. I knew I was safe as long as I spoke nothing. The tools I had used to arrive were top-notch, even though I had no idea how to use them, or why they were so intensely guarded.

That day I spoke out, I don't know what happened to most those people, but those who despised these things enough to bureaucratically and methodologically eliminate them had greater equipment then the abysmal thieves-of-purity who were dwellers here. Many people were found instantaneously, the fools who had thought this a community rather than a hedonistic exchange, they told of themselves, and that information did not need to be found, it was displayed. Others were caught over the course of many months. To my shock, even lurkers were prosecuted heavily, I had been safe, as a few others had who had called over time, with less information than myself.

The public caught wind of the activities, and it was in the news, one of the biggest bust stories ever to ravage the internet collections. It was controversial, and there were different views, but finally, the last man was caught, the sinner baited the enforcers to him, and then had a scrimmage with them. He inevitably lost, but he took some more lives, the closest witness said he died with a vicious smile on his scarred face.

I deleted my extensions and tried to continue my life, it would be hard, but I would do it, knowing what i did was, at least to me, the right thing to do.

Ate, eight

(btw i am homophonic and think homophones should not be allowed to marry)

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i hear that. over here on my end, i too love cocoa-latte shippe coke eyes!

even (adverb), even (not odd)

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"Write" is the right way to write the word "write".

can (modal auxiliary verb); can (a rigid steel or tinplate container for storing food and other predominantly liquid products)

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Ivo is the kind of person who likes to be kind to others.

tall; toll

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I bought these sails for my boat because they were on sale.

Bad; Bed