by BlastRoom
Harder picture riddles for confident learners. Read the tricky clues and guess the weather. The silly picture is revealed with the answer.

14 questions
One question set, multiple game modes. Tap any game to see it in action. Not sure which to pick?
Two teams place stones on a Go-style board by answering correctly. Capture territory to win.
2 teams, up to 40 students
The class is trapped in a biolab. Answer questions to restore power and crack the passcode to escape before zombies break in.
Whole class, up to 40 students

The whole class works together to blast through walls and defeat monsters. Correct answers deal damage to the current obstacle.
Whole class, up to 40 students
Two teams pull a rope. Each round, the team with more correct answers tugs the rope their way. Pull the other team into the mud to win.
2 teams, up to 40 students
Answer a question, then swat bugs on screen for bonus points. Combines quiz review with an action mini-game.
Up to 40 students
Students race through questions at their own speed. Streak bonuses reward consecutive correct answers. Power-ups add chaos.
Up to 40 students
Teacher-paced. Each question appears on every screen at once. Speed bonuses for fast answers. Live leaderboard on the projected screen.
Up to 40 students
I am an ordinary star, my light takes eight minutes to reach you, and every shadow and season is my doing. What am I?
My seven colours always march in the same order, I am sunlight bent through rain, and gold is fabled at my end. What am I?
I drop from a storm as a spinning column, and one famously swept a girl and her dog off to Oz. What am I?
I am a cloud that lost its height, I swallow the road ahead, and I make ships sound their horns. What am I?
I am hotter than the surface of the sun, I strike in a blink, and my rumble always arrives a moment late. What am I?
I fall as six-sided stars, no two of me are ever alike, and I hush the whole world under a white blanket. What am I?
I weigh many tons yet float as if weightless, and being on nine means pure happiness. What am I?
You feel me and hear me but never see me, I spin turbines and fill sails, and I have no colour at all. What am I?
I am born over warm seas, I am given a human name each year, and I hide a strangely calm eye at my centre. What am I?
I paint delicate ferns on cold glass overnight, I am dew that froze, and legend gives me the name Jack. What am I?
I am rain that froze on the way down, I can grow as big as a golf ball, and I dent cars in a summer storm. What am I?
I am the awkward child of rain and snow, a cold slushy mess that pleases absolutely no one. What am I?
I am a long spell of dangerous heat that buckles roads and shatters records, sending everyone chasing shade. What am I?
I am nothing but a sound, the boom of air torn open by a bolt, and I always arrive after the flash. What am I?
