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Psyche of Prince Immortal
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Peasant: who are you?
Theoden: what? i'm your king! Peasant: didn't know we have a king Theoden: i'm Theoden, king of the Rohirrim! Peasant: King of the who? Theoden: the Rohirrim! Peasant: who are the Rohirrim? Theoden: we all are! we al lare Rohirrim! Peasant: so your the king? well i didn't vote for you
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Energetic Essence
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I had to do this!
Theoden: Tell me! Where are the riders from Snowcone?
Guy in the croud: We sent them away. There were too many!
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I'm going to buy you a kitty, I'm going to let you fall in love with the kitty, and one cold, winter night, I'm going to steal into your house and punch you in the face! Fenris Wolf
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Shade of Carn Dûm
Join Date: Sep 2003
Location: In the warm bosom of a Warg
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As ROTK ran over budget cuts had to be made. First was the removal of horses in favour of suits worn around the waist with 'realistic' horse bodies.
Bernard Hill: I'm a classically trained actor, this is bloody ridiculous! PJ: You'll shut up or you'll find out just how keen Sean Connery was to play Theoden!
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Maniacal Mage
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Theoden: What are you doing!?!
Soldier: Um..nothing my lord Theoden: Do not lie! What is in your mouth!?! Soldier: *swallow* nothing... Theoden: TELL ME! Soldier: ...gum... Theoden: Did you bring enough for the rest of the army? Soldier: Um.... Theoden: Forth Eorlingas!!! ![]()
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'But Melkor also was there, and he came to the house of Fëanor, and there he slew Finwë King of the Noldor before his doors, and spilled the first blood in the Blessed Realm; for Finwë alone had not fled from the horror of the Dark.' |
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Laconic Loreman
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Theoden: Who stole my McGriddle?
Or...To finish what Gil-Galad started... Theoden: I Theoden, King of the Rohirrim... A Soldier who happens to be named Dennis: Oh, king eh? Very nice. And how'd you get that, eh? By exploiting the workers. By hanging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society. Theoden: I am your king. Another Soldier: Well I didn't vote for you. Theoden: You don't vote for Kings. Soldier #2: Well how did you become King then? Theoden: The Lady of the Wood, Galadriel, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite held aloft Herugrim from the bosom of the Forest, signifying by divine providence that I, Theoden, was to carry Herugrim. THAT is why I am your king. Dennis: Listen, strange women lyin' in the woods distributin' swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical forested ceremony. Theoden: That'll be enough of you. Dennis: Oh but if I went 'round sayin' I was Emperor, just because some tree-hugging bint lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away. Theoden: That's it, Guards, Sieze him! Dennis: Come see the violence inherent in the system. Help, help, I'm being repressed.
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Energetic Essence
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Theoden: Listen to me! For I am your king!
Solider: Since when are you King? Theoden: Since I pulled Excalibur from it's imprisonment!! PJ: WHAT!!! THE SCRIPT!! GET ME THE SCRIPT!! O!! And some dounghuts to! ![]()
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I'm going to buy you a kitty, I'm going to let you fall in love with the kitty, and one cold, winter night, I'm going to steal into your house and punch you in the face! Fenris Wolf
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Shade of Carn Dûm
Join Date: Jul 2003
Location: the Shadow Gallery
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Theoden: *rassafrassin* Grima Wormtongue!! *rassafrassin* Bloody Warg Riders!! *rassafrassin*
Theoden's horse: *sighs* Don't they have those bleeping things like on Jerry Springer?
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