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Galadriel55 · 05-01-2012, 07:56 PM

After a day full of hard work and bad moods fifty-five identical girls were finally making their way to the main Barrow, chattering ildly.

"They should call it the 'Barrow Ups', you know," said the 19th. "That's what it always does to my mood. Like now!"

"Well, now you look quite tired and grumpy," commented the 52nd.

"Because we haven't gotten there yet!" the 19th retorted indignantly, "I have had a hard day and a long, you know."

"I wonder who's going to be there," murmured the 28th.

"I, for one, an prepared for the wurst," said the 43rd.

"Like the phantom showing up and turning the party into a Were-Football game?" the 7th asked, full of sweet innocence.

"Yes, wurst, and the cakes, and fish and chips served by S. Gamgee," the 43rd continued without notice.

"Niccce fissshhhes..." echoed the 4th. The 52 poked her. "Ow! What- oh, eh eh, I mean..." the 4th corrected herself quickly.

"Ah'm seow excahted teow saee evreybohdey," the 36th said dreamily.

"Are you imitating Kath?" the 27th inquired.

"Eohw, Ah'm juest towkeing ein ah fahntahsey wohld ahcceint," the 36th explained.

"Oh of course you wouldn't act like any normal person," the 27th replied.

"Hey!" exclaimed the 56th.

"You're not cannonical! You don't exist!" everyone shouted. The 56th promptly disappeared.

"Do you think we'll really lose our PT?" asked the 45th.

"We might if we come in such numbers. I mean, they're only expecting one of us. Imagine we'd be the wolves - and they'll think there are only three of us!" the 3rd laughed.

"That's a good point, actually," declared the 50th. "We would probably take up all the space and eat all the food as well."

"I assign lack of food and space to Mordor," sighed the 31st.

"That doesn't change it, you know," said the 19th. "Plus, we'd probably offend Nilp with our (worse) case of multiple identities."

All the others nodded. For a second a large rock hid them from sight, and when they should have all passed it, only one emerged. Galadriel55 skipped to the Barrow-Door and flung it wide open without bothering to knock.

"I'm here!" she exclaimed, "I'm a bit late, but I'm here! I brought lembas cakes for all of you too! I made them all by myself," she added in a sly tone. She heard 54 angry ghost voices mutter their disagreement.

05-01-2012, 07:56 PM	#4
Galadriel55 Blossom of Dwimordene Join Date: Oct 2010 Location: The realm of forgotten words Posts: 10,310	After a day full of hard work and bad moods fifty-five identical girls were finally making their way to the main Barrow, chattering ildly. "They should call it the 'Barrow Ups', you know," said the 19th. "That's what it always does to my mood. Like now!" "Well, now you look quite tired and grumpy," commented the 52nd. "Because we haven't gotten there yet!" the 19th retorted indignantly, "I have had a hard day and a long, you know." "I wonder who's going to be there," murmured the 28th. "I, for one, an prepared for the wurst," said the 43rd. "Like the phantom showing up and turning the party into a Were-Football game?" the 7th asked, full of sweet innocence. "Yes, wurst, and the cakes, and fish and chips served by S. Gamgee," the 43rd continued without notice. "Niccce fissshhhes..." echoed the 4th. The 52 poked her. "Ow! What- oh, eh eh, I mean..." the 4th corrected herself quickly. "Ah'm seow excahted teow saee evreybohdey," the 36th said dreamily. "Are you imitating Kath?" the 27th inquired. "Eohw, Ah'm juest towkeing ein ah fahntahsey wohld ahcceint," the 36th explained. "Oh of course you wouldn't act like any normal person," the 27th replied. "Hey!" exclaimed the 56th. "You're not cannonical! You don't exist!" everyone shouted. The 56th promptly disappeared. "Do you think we'll really lose our PT?" asked the 45th. "We might if we come in such numbers. I mean, they're only expecting one of us. Imagine we'd be the wolves - and they'll think there are only three of us!" the 3rd laughed. "That's a good point, actually," declared the 50th. "We would probably take up all the space and eat all the food as well." "I assign lack of food and space to Mordor," sighed the 31st. "That doesn't change it, you know," said the 19th. "Plus, we'd probably offend Nilp with our (worse) case of multiple identities." All the others nodded. For a second a large rock hid them from sight, and when they should have all passed it, only one emerged. Galadriel55 skipped to the Barrow-Door and flung it wide open without bothering to knock. "I'm here!" she exclaimed, "I'm a bit late, but I'm here! I brought lembas cakes for all of you too! I made them all by myself," she added in a sly tone. She heard 54 angry ghost voices mutter their disagreement. __________________ You passed from under darkened dome, you enter now the secret land. - Take me to Finrod's fabled home!... ~ Finrod: The Rock Opera Last edited by Galadriel55; 05-03-2012 at 07:03 PM.