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Cornus Caliga
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Ithaeliel gets tired of spinning the bottle. She goes to help Niere clean up trash, as there's about as much debris as the WTC. Then she gets an idea to play a new game, one of her favorites, prank calls. She gathers some guests and heads to the nearest phone, dialing a random number. "Hello, this is the Cormallen bubble factory, we make lots and lots of bubbles, white bubbles, black bubbles, pink bubbles, blue bubbles, red bubbles..."
BEEEEEEEP. "stupid!" She does lots of prank calls, and teaches the others to do so, manifesting their brains with dirty habits. But then she accidentally dials the Barrow-wight's tent... [img]smilies/eek.gif[/img]
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05-21-2002, 04:51 PM
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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Struggling against the tight grip of the shirrif, Nev shouts, "I swear! The Dr. Pepper was safe when I brought it!" The shirrif then replies, "Well then, we're arresting you because of the call we got about underaged hobbit drinking."
"But I'm an elf! And I wasn't drinking!" "That's what they always say. It's off to time-out for you!" "NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" [ May 21, 2002: Message edited by: Nevfeniel ]
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05-21-2002, 04:55 PM
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Shade of Carn Dûm
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Galadriel wakes up, stands, stretches and yawns. "what a strange dream.." she thinks "i was a girl who was eating pasta and writng a history essay..." she shakes her head, and, deciding to take Niere's advice, pulls a thermos full of coffee out of some pocket on her dress. "spinning's no fun if there's no wine involved," she decides, so she sips her coffe and walks over to a bunch of distraught-looking girls outside a tent.
she hears them whispering "he went inside the tent, i'm sure of it." "ya, but do u think it's safe to go in?" "i don't know. but i kinda want to. anything to get a look at him!!" guessing what's going on, Galadriel decides to give poor Lego a break "hey girls!" she shouts out to them, "I think i saw Legolas go that-a-way" she points in the opposite direction, and the girls run away screaming. Galadriel smiles to herself, sips her coffee, and walks away from the tent...
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"For this is what your folk would call magic, I believe; though I do not understand clearly what they mean; and they seem to use the same word of the deceits of the Enemy. But this, if you will, is the magic of Galadriel." |
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05-21-2002, 05:16 PM
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Etheral Enchantress
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Menelduliniel, by now VERY VERY drunk, comes back in to refill her wine glass, goes and fetches Legolas from the fangirls, and takes him to her pond so they can...errr...talk (right...Menelduliniel is drunk: like they're going to talk)!
(this is my way of not conversing, since, as soon as I logged on and read what happened since I left, my mom called me for dinner. *sigh*)
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05-21-2002, 05:24 PM
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Shade of Carn Dûm
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Galadriel, getting very bored, decides that spinning could be fun, even without wine. She starts to spin around, and hears Beatles music, far away. She starts to sing along
"in the town where i was born lived a man..who sailed to sea. and he told us of his life. in the land of submarines.." which brought her to thinking "were the submarines in Middle Earth?" she quickly gets these thougts out of her head, not being in the mood to think. She picks up an empty Dr. Pepper can from the ground, and tries to find Niere, so she can throw it away into one of her trash bags. "i wonder if this was 'SAFE' Dr. Pepper.." [ May 21, 2002: Message edited by: Galadrie1 ]
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05-21-2002, 05:44 PM
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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After being released from time-out for good behavior, Nevfeniel runs to the nearest convenience store to find a few somethings. . .
When she returns, she passes out something to everyone- free straws! Nev is determined to keep people sober, or at least the people drinking her Dr. Pepper. . . *shoots a look at Birdland*
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05-21-2002, 05:44 PM
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Cornus Caliga
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Ithaeliel leaves the phone to the guests and giggles girlishly as she sneaks over to the tent where Legolas is hiding. She pokes her head in and sees him lying there with a bunch of girls around him. "All right, all of you, scram! He's MY husband!"
They refuse to move, so she goes in anyways and joins their fun. She picks up a can of Code Red and, without suspecting anything, swigs it. But soon she begins to feel tipsy. "Oh, lookit all the pretty flowers." Legolas picks up the can. "Somebody spiked the Code Red, too!"
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05-21-2002, 05:50 PM
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Shade of Carn Dûm
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Galadriel looks at Nevfeniel. "free straws? woohoo!!!! thanx, Nev! (do u mind if i call u nev?)" Galadriel stuffs the free straw into some pocket on her dress, sips her coffee, and begins spinning again..
[ May 21, 2002: Message edited by: Galadrie1 ]
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05-21-2002, 05:54 PM
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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You can call me Nev, Galadriel. By the way, I didn't know the straws were long enough to drink from the pocket. Maybe it's the magical dress.
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05-21-2002, 05:55 PM
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Shade of Carn Dûm
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Galadriel looks at Nev. "Oh, Nev," she says, laughing, "i'm not drinking from the straw. you can't drink coffee with a straw! i'm just saving it for later, you see?"
[ May 21, 2002: Message edited by: Galadrie1 ]
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05-21-2002, 05:57 PM
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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"OOOOOh. Okay!" Nev replies, and starts spinning with Galadriel.
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Consider the purr a variety of audible tranquilizer. [. . .] For a few of us, there is one more purr, a secret purr. When we combine our secret purrs, we produce the Purr of Power. And that is simply the amplified amity we feel as furred and purred beings. |
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05-21-2002, 05:59 PM
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Shade of Carn Dûm
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Galadriel stuffs the thermos of coffee into the Mystery Pocket, and grabs Nev's hands, spinning Titanic-Stlye (with your hands crossed, ya know?).
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05-21-2002, 06:08 PM
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Haunting Spirit
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Niere finally is in the middle, waiting for Thinhyandoiel. Patience not being one of her virtues, she begins passing out garbage bags (magically hidden in her turban) to everyone, dubbing them, "The proud, the few: The trash crew!"
And, just to disprove Cimm's guess that she is "prim and proper," she hands a bag to Galadriel and sees how many "baskets" she can make while Galadriel is still spinning. (Dang, missed! Sorry about that! I don't think it stains!)
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05-21-2002, 06:12 PM
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Shade of Carn Dûm
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Galadriel stops spinning to glare at Niere. "too bad you don't know the Magic Dress repels stains!!! mwa ha ha ha!" She throws the Dr. Pepper can in the trash bag, throws it (gently) at Niere,looks down at her perfectly clean dress, and continues spinning.
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05-21-2002, 06:40 PM
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Shade of Carn Dûm
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Galadriel suddenly falls back to sleep. she dreams...
the teenage girl must eat dessert....
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05-21-2002, 06:42 PM
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Faithful Spirit
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*Trudging toward the feild comes a rather odd-looking threesome: One, a male hobbit dressed in a red vest, grey waistcoat and brown jacket with brown leggings.
On his left is a young hobbit girl, her auburn curls spilling down her back. She looks uncomfortable in a pink flowing dress with a gold belt. A ring of pink rosebuds is in her hair. Underneath the dress, however, she is wearing a pair of knee breeches and a pair of scuffed brown boots--her hands are covered with leather gloves, and she has a bow slung over one shoulder and a quiver of arrows over the other. The third member of the party is a human woman, wearing a ground-length light blue dress with white lace accents. A white flower is tucked over one ear. Pushing her gold-rimmed glasses onto the bridge of her nose, she surveys the scene. Stacey: Hm. Looks like the party's over. Sam: Sorry. Wasn't sure when it started. Primrose: *Tugging at her dress* Can we go, Papa? Sam: Absolutely not, Tiny Rose. We're at least going to see Mister Frodo. *Primrose's eyes light up* Oh, yes! I forgot! *she frowns* I also want to get ahold of that Barrow-Wight! Rate Miss Stacey's story a THREE, will he..... Stacey: *Rolls her eyes* For crying out loud, Primrose, I DON'T CARE! I write for FUN, and that's it, NOT ratings! Besides, a couple of folks enjoyed it so far, and that's enough for me. Primrose *fingering the string of her bow* Hm. Sam and Stacey: [img]smilies/rolleyes.gif[/img]
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05-21-2002, 07:01 PM
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Haunting Spirit
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Appearing from some hidden corner or other, Laiedheliel rubs the sleep out of her eyes and looks around. Is the party over already? She sees the Trash Crew cleaning up and Galadriel asleep, again, and wonders if the bar is still serving mirovur. She goes off to find a drink, and some friends...
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05-21-2002, 07:03 PM
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Shade of Carn Dûm
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Galadriel wakes with a start. She looks around, and sees three figures walking towards the basically-over party. She wonders if they'll stay...
She takes out some coffee from the Mystery pocket, takes a sip and stands up. She wanders around the field. Most of the people have gone, though there are still some bodies asleep on the ground. She stands in the middle of the field, wondering if the party really is over. She wishes that is isn't, it was so much fun! She lifts her thermos of coffee "Happy Birthday, Barrow-Downs," she toasts, and takes a sip. she sits down, waiting to see if something will happen...
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"For this is what your folk would call magic, I believe; though I do not understand clearly what they mean; and they seem to use the same word of the deceits of the Enemy. But this, if you will, is the magic of Galadriel." |
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05-21-2002, 07:04 PM
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Cornus Caliga
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Ithaeliel is feeling better, but decides the party is much too dangerous a place for her. "I'm leaving now," she says to everyone. "Goodbye!" And she mounts her steed Elentari and rides away faster than you can say barrow-wight.
Namarië! I'll see you all later!
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05-21-2002, 07:07 PM
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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Legolas mistakenly sticks his head out of the tent. One of the fangirls sees him, and alerts the others. Legolas is forced to run for his life in the other direction.
"Jump in that tree! Fangirls can't climb trees!" Nev shouts. Legolas runs up the nearest tree. "Oops, um, nevermind. . ." Nev says, as the fangirls scramble up the tree. Legolas jumps to another tree, shooting Nevfeniel a dirty look.
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05-21-2002, 07:09 PM
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Shade of Carn Dûm
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Galadriel runs up to Laiedheliel. "hey! you're still here!" she takes out the coffee "would you fancy some coffee?" she asks, as she turns and sees Legolas and the girls scrambling up into a tree "curiouser and curiouser.." she thinks...
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05-21-2002, 07:13 PM
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Faithful Spirit
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Primrose: *Surveying the scene* Oh, please...
*Removes an arrow from her quiver, aims, and shoots. The arrow hits the tree just above one of the fangirls' hands reaching for Legolas* "Back off!" the little hobbit shouts, aiming another arrow.
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05-21-2002, 07:15 PM
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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ROSE RUNS OUT OF THE BARROW WRIGHT'S TENT.
"NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE PARTY CAN'T BE OVER. COME ON PEOPLE! WHAT DO YOU WANT?" Rose gets an idea. She reaches for one of her remaining pies and chucks it. It lands square in Frodo's face. FOOD FIGHT! The remaining partiers join in and start flinging food.
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05-21-2002, 07:16 PM
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Shade of Carn Dûm
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Galadriel watches an arrow fly through the air towards the fan-girl tree. She closes her eyes: she doesn't want to see a fan-girl speared on the end of an arrow. She opens her eyes, relieved to see that it just hit the tree (Galadriel doesn't like blood, you see), though she is rather sorry for the poor tree...
She looks to where the arrow came from and is amazed to see a tiny hobbit with a bow. "wow," she thinks, "that's one sharp-shootin' little hobbit.." [ May 21, 2002: Message edited by: Galadrie1 ]
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"For this is what your folk would call magic, I believe; though I do not understand clearly what they mean; and they seem to use the same word of the deceits of the Enemy. But this, if you will, is the magic of Galadriel." |
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05-21-2002, 07:18 PM
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Shade of Carn Dûm
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Hearing the call of "food fight", Galadriel grabs the nearest plate full of lembas and hurls it at Rose "gotcha!" she screams! "good thing my dress is stain-repellant.." she thinks, then curses herself for posting twice in a row. (sorry! i know, it's annoying!)
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"For this is what your folk would call magic, I believe; though I do not understand clearly what they mean; and they seem to use the same word of the deceits of the Enemy. But this, if you will, is the magic of Galadriel." |
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05-21-2002, 07:23 PM
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Faithful Spirit
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Sam: *winces* Ooh. What a perfectly good waste of food!
Stacey: Oh, brother...I'm going to go look for Frodo. *Ducks plate of lembas, then walks across the feild*
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05-21-2002, 07:23 PM
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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Rose flings a cake which lands on Samwise's head.
She then gets a plate of Lembas in her face. "I'll get you Galadriel!" She tosses a punch bowl at Galadriel.
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05-21-2002, 07:26 PM
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Shade of Carn Dûm
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The bowl of punch hits Galadriel, but she it has no affect on her dress. She doens't even feel wet! She grabs a huge chocolate-frosted cake, and throws it at Rose "give up! you can't win!" She screams, as the cake flies through the air
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05-21-2002, 07:28 PM
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Haunting Spirit
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Accepting the coffee and sipping it slowly, not because it's hot but because Laie had a serious problem with coffee, she watched the fangirls chasing Legolas and laughs. It was nice to see, until a hobbit started loosing her bow on the girls. She cried aloud, but began again to laugh when it missed.
Laie dodged the spray of the punch bowl Rosa threw at Galadriel and wondered at Gala's dress (can I call you Gala? it's easier to type!), because no stain developed there. But, because her own clothes were not stain-repelling, she ducked under a table to sheild herself from the flying food, keeping an eye out for more of her friends and watching the food fight develop.
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05-21-2002, 07:32 PM
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Galadriel looks under the table quickly "sure, you can call me Gala. Can I call you Laie?"
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05-21-2002, 07:33 PM
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Faithful Spirit
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Sam: Oh, my.....*Lifts the cake off, shakes the crumbs out of his hair Oh dear....frosting.....I'll get that out, later then ducks behind a tree to finish it off*
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05-21-2002, 07:37 PM
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Haunting Spirit
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"Of course, everybody does! My full name is just to long and hard to pronounce," she laughed, tossing the coffee slyly over her shoulder. Just as she did and said all this, another plate of mushrooms went whizzing by. "Awww, that was a waste of good mushrooms! What are we going to do now?"
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05-21-2002, 07:41 PM
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Galadriel runs and picks up the mushrooms, and brings them back to Laie, shouting "five-second rule! they're still good!!!"
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05-21-2002, 07:43 PM
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Laie giggles, and she and Gala start to wolf down mushrooms like they wouldn't be there tomarrow ('cuz they wouldn't!) Gala gets hit with another plate of food, and again leaves Laie in awe of her amazing dress-there was no stain! "Where did you get that dress? What is it made out of?"
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05-21-2002, 07:46 PM
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Shade of Carn Dûm
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Galadriel gets up and throws some random food in some random direction, then comes back to Laie. "I decided yesterday that i didn't remember where i got this dress, or what it was made of. Sorry.". She gets hit with some cookies, so she runs out to do some more random throwing..
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05-21-2002, 07:53 PM
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betwen the braches of a tall tree, there came the glint of sun on eyes. the branche began to sway and with a slow CREAK began to crack. it landed with a crash and out of the tangle of brancheshopped an elf-maiden. she was wearing white, like all Lorien elves, and carried a silver harp. at the moment she was extremly red in the face, and looked around surreistiosly to see if anyone had seen her rather undignified desent. thankfully, no one was near. she got up, dusted herself off, plucked the majority of leaves from her hair, and set about to find her mistress. Galadriel was engagd in a food fight. Celebaewen ducked a punch bowl and apologized
" beg pardon, my lady, im so late" suddenly, the sound of Smash Mouth's "all star" came over the feild. they left off their food fight and began to wander to the stage "your harp again?" the elf-maids ears went red. the blasted instrument had burst a string AGAIN, and celebaewen, being herself, didnt have any spares. Many of the guests were going down to the stage to dance, including Alathariel. she was disscussing high polotics with some elf that looked as if regecide was suddenly an option. Celebaewen snorted in an unladylike manner, and snorted something about dynamite and regicide.suddenly, a large pink rabbit appered. Celebaewen groaned. " i am going to talk to Mithdan about the random events generator! what if it suddenly decideds to bring Smaug back to life?" she heard an odd voice inside her head " if you dont get off that computer RIGHT NOW i will permanently ban it!" "ahhh! yes mum!"
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05-21-2002, 07:56 PM
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Galadriel, quite amused at the fact that she has a minstrel, decides to quit the food fight, and starts spinning again. "Join me, Laie?" she calls out to the table. "Oh alright. fine," comes a muffled voice from underneath it, "but if i get hit by any food, i'm outta here!" Laie and Galadriel grab each other's hands and start spinning, Titanic style, of course...
[ May 21, 2002: Message edited by: Galadrie1 ]
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05-21-2002, 07:59 PM
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Though she had been hesitant at first (afraid of whizzing food bullets!), once Laie starting spinning again, she laughed merrily and bid Galadriel to spin faster. "This is so much fun!" she shouted as plates of food and bottles rushed past the pair. Gala looked longingly at the bottles, and Laie giggled again.
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05-21-2002, 08:06 PM
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Galadriel brushes a tear from her eye as she sees a bottle flying by (hey, great poetry). She just keeps on spinning, though...
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05-21-2002, 08:30 PM
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Elanor sees that the escape plan has been foiled and poor Legolas has been treed by the dangerous group of young ladies again. "Aarghhhh!" she screams, thoroughly frusterated, grabing a couple of pies and hurling them at the girls. "Keep away from him! My own! My love! My precioussssss!" She stops suddenly and scratches her head. "Did I say that?" Officially freaked out, she wanders off to get a Dr.Pepper to calm her nerves, leaving Legolas climbing as high up as the tree as he dares, screaming for help in Elvish. Elanor turns around slowly and sighs. "Ok, ok, I'll do my best," she says, picking up some more tasty ammo. "But if I turn into a Gollum-ish freak, you'll pay." Suddenly she has another idea. "Hey look, it's N*Sync!" she screams, pointing to a pavillion. It works! The girls run away screaming. Phew, close call!
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