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11-22-2004, 11:03 PM
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Drummer in the Deep
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Next Sunday A.D.
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Not to interrupt Nilp's post or anything...I just had an idea for something at the tower of Cirith Ungol and want to post a reminder for myself.
"SAMSAMSAMSAM" I just hope it hasn't been claimed already...what with all the activity going on around here and all...lawks, lahdy-day.
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11-22-2004, 11:32 PM
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Scion of The Faithful
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: The brink, where hope and despair are akin. [The Philippines]
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Well, that's a looooong week . . .
. . . but still no posts. Oh, well.
Tomorrow. Really.
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フェンリス鴨 (Fenrisu Kamo) The plot, cut, defeated. I intend to copy this sig forever - so far so good...
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11-24-2004, 01:46 AM
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Scion of The Faithful
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: The brink, where hope and despair are akin. [The Philippines]
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Here it is!
At Meduseld. Théoden rushes in and goes straight to his room. He plunges into his bed.
Théoden: Ah, I thought I’d never see you again. *rolls up in his blankie, bambi eyes at Gandalf* Can I stay here ‘til the war is over? Gandalf: No. We have to rescue your *coughcuckoo* friend. Théoden: Ms. Cuddles? Gandalf: No. Denethor. Théoden: But I don’t wanna! Can’t you tell him “doctor’s orders” or something? Gandalf: No. We have to save his city from being overrun by a gazillion Orcs. If that happens I lose my retirement fund . . . I mean Middle-earth shall surely fall. Théoden: But I almost died! Gandalf: “Almost” doesn’t cut it! You still have to . . . oops. Hehe. Théoden: *stands up and stares at him weirdly* What? Gandalf (  ): Nothing . . .Gamling: My lord, it’s time for the celebration. Théoden: Awww . . . do I have to? Gamling: Yes, sire. You have to keep your people drunk so they could forget your lack of a standard welfare program. Théoden: *sigh* Very well. But I want the theme to be Star Wars. Gamling: What, my lord? Théoden: Just tell ‘em. Later, at Meduseld’s Press Room (and Party Hall), the celebration has just begun. Bouncer: What are wearing? Guy in styro-Númenor island costume: I’m Hyarrostar. The king said Star-something is the theme. Bouncer: It’s Star Wars. You’re not allowed. Guy: But . . . but . . . It hasn’t existed in this Age yet! You have to let me in! Bouncer: *draws light sabre* Don’t make me force you out . . . Guy: Hey. Where’d you get that? Bouncer: Somewhere . . . *uneasy for a while* Now GIT! Inside . . . Théoden (in Emperor costume): . . . and so we give tribute to those were in front, to those who caught all the incoming arrows, and to those who were slow and clumsy. All hail the victorious Dead! Men of Rohan: *silence* Théoden: C’mon! ‘coz of ‘em we’re still alive! Men: YEAH!!! Théoden: So eat, drink and be Pippin! Forget the fact that tomorrow we may be needed to ride our horses at breakneck speeds! Men: PAAAR-TAY!!!!! Éowyn (approaches Aragorn in Amidala costume): Drink to me not only with thine eyes. *offers cup* Aragorn (in Darth Vader costume): Huh? Éowyn: I meant have a drink, Aragorn. Aragorn: Yeah, sure. *takes cup, inhales aroma* Hey, this decade-old Dorwinion red wine is laced with Imloth Melui rose extract. Are you trying to do something to me? Éowyn: Me? Aman, no! *mutter* With you, maybe . . . Aragorn: What? Éowyn: Nothing. *pouts* Aragorn leaves. Gimli (sidles up to Éowyn in Ewok costume): I don’t see why you keep trying to get Aragorn, when you could have me. Éowyn:  Here I mean no offence, Master Dwarf, but you’re . . . small . . .Gimli: Hey, I can live with your height. Éowyn: . . . and female.Gimli: True. Go on. Éowyn: I’m straight. Gimli: Nobody’s perfect, dear. Éowyn: *groan* I’m so outta here . . . On top of some table, a little Ossefest has begun . . . Merry: Pshycho! Pippin! Pipeweed! Crashy!Pippin: You’re shtill shlurring, dude. Merry: Shteer. Pippin: Shkola. Merry: Schule. Pippin: Ich habe dash nicht vershtanden. Ich shpreche nicht Deutsch. Merry: What-ever, dude. On the buffet table . . . Freda’s mom (from afar in C-3PO costume): The last pepperoni pizza slice! Théoden: Hey, look! Pepperoni! *takes slice* Gamling, do we still have more pizza? Gamling (in Obi-Wan costume): No, sire. The Pizza Hall’s closed ‘til the next age. I think they’re perfecting the manflesh pizza in case Sauron wins. Théoden: Yeah, whatever. *eats last slice* Mom (approaches Théoden): I swear that for the rest of this age you shall know neither peace nor rest, pizza-stealer. Théoden: Woman, I’m the king of almost half the world of Free Men. No-one can harm me. Freda’s mom storms off, vowing bloody vengeance. Meanwhile . . . Aragorn: No news of Frodo. Gandalf: No word. Nothing. Aragorn: We have time. Every day Frodo moves closer to Mordor. Gandalf: Do we know that? Aragorn: What does your heart tell you? Gandalf pauses. Gandalf: That Frodo is alive. *pause* Yes. Yes, he's alive. Aragorn: Is that you or the ale that’s talking. ‘coz there’s no way in Menel, Cemen, or the three cities of Valinor that he’s still alive. Gandalf: True. He’s dead in some ditch near Mordor. Aragorn (laughs): And you made him Ringbearer. Gandalf: Yeah. The Ring’s near Mordor. *gulp* We are so dead. Aragorn: Told you your plan sucked from the start. We should just have allied with the Galactic Empire. Gandalf: Is that you or Darth Vader talking? __________________ Can I have the scene immediately after the WK/Éowyn/Merry scene? I want to be the one to kill Théoden. 
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フェンリス鴨 (Fenrisu Kamo) The plot, cut, defeated. I intend to copy this sig forever - so far so good...
Last edited by Nilpaurion Felagund; 11-24-2004 at 10:12 PM. Reason: word waffling |
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11-24-2004, 08:49 PM
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Drummer in the Deep
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Next Sunday A.D.
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^^ Ha Ha Ha! ^^
Just a quickie. This fits in...somewhere.
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o *Meanwhile Aragorn, to flee the highly suspicious dregs of Queen Armaeowyn, hides outside on the porch, where he finds Legolas dressed as Jar-Jar Binks* JJ: They laughed at me. Some of them tried to kill me. DV: What do you expect? You're a stupid and pointless character. JJ: Are you speaking of me, or...me? DV: Nevermind. JJ: *shudder! twitch!* DV: What was that all about? JJ: A shadow and a threat have been growing in my mind. I can feel it. DV: Whoa, deja vú. Maybe it's behind that small moon? JJ: That's no moon. That's an eye. DV: Don't be silly. That's too big and flaming to be an eye. JJ: Oh, so it's easily a big flaming moon, huh? DV: Hey, you never know...
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
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11-24-2004, 10:47 PM
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Scion of The Faithful
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: The brink, where hope and despair are akin. [The Philippines]
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^ ^ ^ Coflgohaha
Leggy as Jar-Jar . . . precious!
 Vy ze vay, I think I forgot this: ~*~ Théoden: I saw that. Éowyn (confused): What? Théoden: You're trying to make moves on my Aragorn. Éowyn: Your Aragorn? Ai, Eru nín! Uncle, what has the spell of Saruman done to you? Théoden: It was not Théoden of Rohan who led our people to victory. Éowyn looks at him weirdly. Éowyn: I'm going to have to send you for a lobotomy as soon as this whole business is over. Théoden: No, Luke. I am your father's cousin's grandmother's niece's neighbour's poker buddy's son's sister. Éowyn: *leaves*
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フェンリス鴨 (Fenrisu Kamo) The plot, cut, defeated. I intend to copy this sig forever - so far so good...
Last edited by Nilpaurion Felagund; 11-24-2004 at 10:49 PM. Reason: formatting |
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11-25-2004, 11:07 PM
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Drummer in the Deep
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Next Sunday A.D.
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Hmm. Sam is doing what I should be doing right now.
C'est la vie! Éowyn knows elvish now, huh Nilpy?
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o- *Scene: Smeegy/Gollum argument. Again* Sam: SNXXXXXX..... SmeaGollum: ...snrrt, wanna ride the... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... SG: ...thieves, they stole it from... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... SG: ...them. Both of them... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... SG: KILLLL! KILLLRAAAAA...oh. Oopses. Sam: SNXXXXXX..... G: Quiet! Mustn't wake them! S: Hobbitses sleeping. They'll never hear us over the Fat, Noisy Hobbit. Sam: SNXXXXXX..... S: But they knows...they knows! They suspects... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... G: ...my precious, my love? Is Sméagol losing... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... S: ...nasty hobbitses! Sméagol wants to see them... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... G: ...do it again. It's.... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... S: ...the precious. We must get... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... G: ...patience, my love. First we must... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... S: ...lead them to the... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... G: ...the stairs. And then? Sam: SNXXXXXX..... S: Up, up, up... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... S: ...up, up, up, up... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... S: ...until we come to... G: ATunnel!AndWhenTheyGoInThere'sNoComingOut! Sam: SNXXXXXX..... G: Excuse us! We're trying to have a conversation here! Sam: SNXXXXXX..... S: Ooh, ooh! Shall we go into a detailed discription of all the gory things SHE'll do to the hobbitses? Can we? Can we? G: Sméagol, you are a stupid... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... G: ...donkey. And furthermore, your feet... Sam: SNXXXXXX..... G: ...! Take that! Nobody wants to hear about how SHE eats! Sam: SNXX...xxxxxx...eat? Did someone say eat? S: No, you take this! *Smeegs throws a rock at Gollum's reflection* Haha! Sam: You treacharous little toad! Smeegs: Uh, uh-oh! Don't touch me, or I'll give you warts! Sam: Ahh! Mr. Frodo! Fro: Sam! Leave him alone! *Fro tackles Sam and then bodyslams him* Sam: But I overheard him plotting! I heard it with my own eyes! That's me, ol' Faithful Sam Gamgee, never asleep on the job, I never close an eye! S: No, you've got that wrong. Faithful ol' Sam never closeses his mouth. Sam: Why you little... Fro: SAM! *Fro sits on his head* Behave yourself! He is the only one who can lead us to a highly suspicious entrance into the land of Shadow where we may or may not be violently and gorily consumed by a vicious monster! Can't you see, Sam? Sam: Mmf, mmm hmm mm! Fro: I'm not sending him away. Sam: Mmfmm, hmm HMM! HMM HMM! Fro: We can't do this by ourselves, Sam. Not without a guide. I need you on my side. Sam: Fmm mm hmm mmph! Fro: I know, Sam. I know. Trust me. S: I may be mistaken, but I think he's trying to say "Get off our headses", master. Fro: Oh...right. Come on little Smeegly-Weegly, take master's hand, and we'll go for a walk! *Fro walks away leading a reluctant SmeGollum by the hand. Sam gets up gingerly and rubs his head. As he is lead by him, SG turns and sticks out his tongue at Sam smarmily* Sam: *does same* Pbllbloppppppbllpppttttt!! -o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o- All-righty then. My JarJarolas post goes here, and the next scene is "Pippin and the Palantir". Dun dun dun!!!
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11-28-2004, 05:21 PM
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jun 2003
Location: The bottom of the ocean, discussing philosophy with a giant squid
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Admit it. You probably thought I was never going to post here ever again. Well, guess what? I am going to post here. And there's absolutely nothing you can do about it!
MU-WA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OK, seriously, on to ye olde poste. MERRY: *wakes up* Where am I? How did I get this hangover? And why am I wearing a Darth Maul costume? PIPPIN: (wearing a Luke Skywalker costume) You think YOU've got a hangover? I'm feeling so bad, I'm just going to klunk myself over the head with Gandalf's bowling ball and knock myself unconscious. *steals Palantir* PIPPIN: Hey! This isn't a bowling ball! *The overused giant flaming eyeball of DOOM appears* SAURON: You cannot hide. I see you. PIPPIN: *stare* SAURON: Obi-Wan never told you what happened to your father. PIPPIN: He told me enough! He told me you killed him! SAURON: No. I AM YOUR FATHER! PIPPIN: That's not true! That's impossible! MERRY: What's going on? PIPPIN: NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooo... MERRY: Gandalf! He's lost it!
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