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Eléowyn:
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I've made the following lists of do's and don't's while I'm away:
DO
- feel free to rid the Plaza (and the world for that matter) once and for all of
spammers, plagiarizers, whiners, drama queens, 35 y/o men who pretend to be 15
y/o girls, 15 y/o girls who pretend to be 35 y/o men, and (to borrow BB's
phrase) "pity party Patty's."
- find the One White Glove and destroy it. (I have no idea what it is, but it
sounds bad.)
- find a sense of humor for some of our members who take themselves waaaaaay too
seriously.
DON'T
- have any pool parties in Rohan. Or at the very least <secret>don't invite Peeg</secret>
- invade/burn down/pillage my kingdom. Lana will have her hands full with
in-house drama without dealing with rampaging minions, wizards, dwarves, valar,
etc.
- anyone leave Vali! Since I arrived in Vali, half the residents have announced
their departure. Now I'm not saying it's my fault, but I have been doing more
frequent breath tests and pit checks lately.
I reserve the right to add to this list at will.
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Arlo:
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Hmm.. that's the one I left alive out of pity- even though I deducted a whole
heap of points and set his stats to Q99 *g* |
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Mo: |
re-activated. Pity is for the weak. |
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Pip: |
hmm, are these roman numerals right? |
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Achoo: |
L = 50, right? If so I fixed it. If not, I made it even more confusing. |
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BB: |
Thought this suddenly became suspensions Large - yes, L = 50. Silly Romans. No
wonder they fell to the barbarians at the gates. |
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Arlo:
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I'll always remember how you told your friend you were sick so you wouldn't have
to go to her party, after which she came round with soup |
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Loke:
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Oh, and don't worry about the spiders, only a few of them are poisonous. It's
the snakes you should be watching out for...and the jellyfish...and the blue
ringed octopus...and the crocodiles...and don't eat the cane toads.... No,
seriously, lots of people make it through life without being attacked, bitten,
stung or eaten. Honest... |
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BB:
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Whats wrong with love, honor and have dinner on the table on time? (Note I left
out obey.....phooooooooey on THAT!) [g]. |
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BB:
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I FIXED HOTH's COMPUTER - GO ME!!!!! We had already priced and decided on a new
one - and were planning on ordering it on Monday - and I FIXED the old one! |
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Mo: |
How? Did you kick it like I said? |
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Arlo:
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*suspends Ally for having a dupe* =P |
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Ally:
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*Reinstates self and suspends Arlo for suspending an admin without reasonable
cause to do so*
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Morim:
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Personally I wouldn't mind seeing Peeg do the Hokey Pokey while Mo does the
Macarena. Just a thought though. |
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Peeg:
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Hokey Pokey eh? I'll get the spear...which one's Hokey? |
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Tara: |
*will never forget Peeg’s Flashdance number in KD*
[Peeg Edit - I still have nightmares] |
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Eléo:
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Well this Rider is always up for hoofing it!
Hokey? Definitely not me. Nope. No way. Never. . .
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Ally:
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Not another one! Everyone better stop resigning... I can't take
any more!
You put those admin boots back on right now and snuff out that candle lighter! |
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Fëa:
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Hrm… Anyone else have the picture of a
Moonwalking Balrog wearing a zippered leather jacket and one white glove?
Yes? No? |
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Arlo:
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Errr...no, Fea. I guess I’m not that far
beyond help yet
[Fea Edit: How can THAT be, you've been in Valinor longer than me???] |
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Laie:
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Did you say One White Glove? |
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El: |
Oh no... here we go again with the White Glove of Arwen, now she’ll be running
around zapping us for weeks! Feeeeaaaaa!!!!
[Fea Edit: Eerrrr... ummm.... Sorry? Please don't whack me with your long white
stick... *pleading look.*] |
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Peeg: |
Not the White Glove! Quick, someone get a shrubbery and distract her! |
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Lae: |
*puts on AgentLord Elrond suit and quickly covers the white glove by an orange
one* Ruuuun! |
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Fea:
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Wait, the glove *isn't* rubber?
Now I'm reaaally confused.... |
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Brandy:
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Now we just need the discussion on the Valinor doodie pool to
complete the visuals. |
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Dis: |
Doodie pool? Wot’s that? That’s not what I think it is is it? *shudders*
[Fea Edit:Yes, it sure is… *points to Peeg… it’s always him!] |
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Dis: |
He swims in that? Eeeewwwuuuh! |
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Eléo: |
I think it's a test of our courage, Dis. They make these things up to scare us
newer types, see if we'll run for the hills. *puts swimsuit back in suitcase,
just in case* |
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Luthy: |
noooo, not the doodie pool! don't let Orome in the water! and don't let
him fool you. it is NOT a tootsie roll. |
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Peeg: |
IT WAS A BABY RUTH!!!!
[Fea Edit: That’s what he always says…] |
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Luthy: |
righhhhhhhhhhhhttt...you have your version, and El, Laie, and I have ours... |
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Fëa:
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I thought you *did* slaughter the hobbits... |
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Peeg: |
Oh sure, spread more rumors |
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Ally: |
Baby Ruth a candy bar? I had a horrible mental image of a baby
called Ruth in the doodie pool |
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Ea:
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I love the idea of having something happen in the market. After
all, things happen in the market all the time! Theft, someone slips over a
banana... |
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Brandy: |
I’m kidding...keep using whatever color suits your fancy except
if you use cyan or lime green I will forced to use the Rolling Pin of Doom on
you |
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Sere:
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SHE'S A GIRL?!!!!!
LMAOLMAOLMAO
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Peeg: |
Aww twue wuv |
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Arlo:
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Unfortunately I've just read a piece about how some English Lord
got blown up by the IRA in one of the cities we're going to, and this morning
there was a newspaper article on how unreliable planes are. Yesterday I saw a
movie which involved a plane crash. I'm a bit nervous now. *g*
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Laie:
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Don't tell me Arlo got more buttons again! Covets her ex-daddy's
buttons!
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Luthy:
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ERU! Thank you thank you thank you!
PWF is GOOOOOONE!
*kisses Eru’s feet* |
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Ally: |
*Runs into thread eagerly seeing the "Kind" in the title
and expecting something nice like cookies* meh... you went and got me hopes up
Sere, I should put a stake through your heart for that
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Sere: |
meep! Here, take the cookies - just don’t tell anyone I am crossdressing warg |
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Sere: |
a stake is a kind of knife. though I was tempted to edit Ally’s
post to say ’steak’ XD |
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Pip: |
a stake is a pointy bit of wood.. |
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Sere: |
that’s sharp.. so technically it’s a knife? |
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Arlo: |
And a knife is a pointy bit of metal. |
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Lana: |
I’m assuming she meant wooden stake... not really a knife |
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Sere: |
Okay okay.. a stake is something sharp. Happy? *g* |
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Arlo: |
But a steak is a bit of meat |
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Pip:
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stake wood. knife metal/stone. stake wood. knife metal. got it? |
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Pip: |
you could use a knife to cut a steak, but you couldn’t use
a stake |
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Arlo: |
But mashed potatoes aren’t sharp and pointy.
And water flows... but flow doesn’t water. |
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Lana: |
My grandma Flo waters her lawn. |
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Sere:
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If you poked the steak really hard with a stake then you could cut the steak. |
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Arlo: |
But Flo waters, but does the water flow Flo? |
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Sere: |
If she were to let the hose down than the water would flow Flo away. |
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Arlo:
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But if the hose contains water that doesn’t flow Flo away, then Flo would no
longer be making the water flow and she wouldn’t be watering her lawn with
flowing water. |
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Mo: |
If it’s the Flo I know, she flew over the flue to the garden that she knew. To
the river that did flow did Flo. The water that was wetter and did witter over
chitter, she was the gaurdian of the garden was Flo. She flew around the garden
with the water that was wetter, the water that was better from the hose she
knows, the water flows. Thanks to Flo. |
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Arlo:
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But if the water wasn’t as wet as the water the flowed Flo away, then the
flowing water would not be flowing, and Flo could not have watered the lawn with
flowing water, since the wet water was wetter than the water that flowed. |
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BB: |
Flo’s flow flew freely, fueling fierce floods, forcing first floor fleeing.
Faster flows flung fountains farther, firing first for faune, for flora, for
fish. Flo floored fuel-injected Fiat, fled floods, fainted. |
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Sere:
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ugh! this is turning into my english class!
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Arlo:
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Peeg... I’m sorry mate. It wouldn’t work
between you an Lobelia. The height difference, you know?
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Laie: |
Plus Lobelia is grumpy. We know that is not compatible with PG. |
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Elwing: |
Okay...*looks tough* You guys need to...um.....well..*sways to
one side then the other*...I don’t know what you guys need to do. But you need
to do it!...uh, yeah! definitely! |
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Pip: |
*grins happily* I learnt to do a back stitch!
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Arlo: |
*misread as "learnt to catch the snitch". disturbed* |
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Pip:
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Oh yes...I’m now a famous Seeker too... |
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Indur: |
Of course, we’ll expect you to show us all you were taught, so
that we can use it as well. |
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Pip:
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Ok Indur, I’ll teach you back stitching, how to teach a child about fractions,
and...how to use tescos checkouts. Use these skills wisely! |
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Peeg: |
Leave the hobbits home - they tend to attract big scary fishes. |
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Indur:
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The big scary fishes come anyway. I bring the hobbits to give me enough time to
escape. |
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Peeg:
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Ahhh decoys – yess |
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Indur:
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Oh, didn’t I tell? I’m going to be the anchor! |
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Arlo:
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Well, err, have fun looking at the sand and the weed and the occasional crab? |
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Elwing:
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It’s rather interesting for me to keep being called a wall. It’s
just what I always wanted to be. |
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Peeg: |
Heh, better than a brick |
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BB:
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Nay - master of the waters - twas NOT I nor my ever eager delete
finger that cast the miscreants into the Void. *looks around nervously*
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Ea: |
Narcisism? In the night? *dies* Really,
Pip! |
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Arlo:
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Pip, next time you should bring a party tent, and make it sure it
collapses at 2.30 am when it's pouring. We did that when we went camping and it
was a fantastic experience |
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Pip:
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whee, me internet's back already!
wheeee again cos I'm drunk! |
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Arlo: |
... no flooding? *lower lip trembles* |
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Fea:
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Vairë sits back on a lawn chair, sipping at a dirty vodka martini, and sees
Ulmo’s lip trembling…
"Now now, Ulmo… do not fret… there must be other things a Vala of your talent
can do…" |
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Pip:
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Bu...sleeep! *sniffs and clocks Arlo over the head with a fountain* Nobody said
I couldn't do that! |
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Arlo:
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*Frees the snow from the snowglobe, catches the globe, is smashed against a
fountain and sends a blizzard to destroy Estë's precious island of Lórellin* |
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Pip: |
*shivers in the snow and pulls her cloak tighter round her, then chases the
blizzard to stop it doing too much damage to the garden* |
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Arlo: |
*As the blizzard freezes the lake, several random snowmen start singing
christmas carrols* |
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Pip:
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*Este creeps up behind and whacks them with Thanto* It's not christmas dummies!
it's May! it's also Middle-earth! (where it is always winter and never christmas?
*g*) |
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Luthy:
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*Yavanna hears the wails of Este and bursts through the door.
Spying the snow, it becomes obvious that Ulmo is getting a tad bit to big for
his britches again. Snow in May...wrapping her cloak around her a little more
tightly, she spies the sign regarding teaching trees to talk. pshaw! as if
that's my only talent. up pop some nice winter crocuses and Yavanna promptly
begins to converse with them* |
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Peeg:
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"Ho ho hooo! Merry Crispness! Coffee Crisps for all the widdle
boys and girls. Don't choke now, they are dry and flavorless but promise
chocolatey goodness! Like candy placebos, ho ho ho!!" |
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Luthy:
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Luthy: *meanwhile, the crocuses burst into
song*
[To the tune (loosely) of Bicycle built for Two]
♫♫Ulmo, Ulmo, give me your answer true
You're so crazy, my lips are turning blue!
How come it's snowing inside,
When the sun is shining outside,
Show some mercy,
Don't make it freeze,
Or it's a snowball fight for you ♫♫
*sticks tongue out at Vairë.* You didn't say I couldn't teach the flowers to
sing! |
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Gerontian: |
Gerontian peeks inside the Pub without
Walls, and wonders if he is hallucinating. He heard that all good dogs go to
heaven; but what on Middle-earth has he done, he wonders, to end up here?
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Peeg:
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Wedgiecinos are a lovely concoction created
when Wedgie was Saruman. I believe it is a beverage made by straining hot liquid
through ummm... that is... umm. Nevermind...
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Ally:
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Manwë comes in and huffs and puffs and
blows the wind chime... "Sorry, filling in for the big bad wolf since the little
pigs saw him off.
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Fea: |
Gah! Spitballs! Feh!
Fëa takes down her hair and shakes loose the spitballs. They go flying in
everyone's drinks... |
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Peeg:
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*screams like a little girl and tries to hide his Horton Hears a
Who boxers* |
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BB:
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BB draws her tattered cloak of Lorien about her, and looks at the
assembled pantheon. "Toto, I've a feeling we aren't in Kansas anymore....thank
gods. What a boring dump THAT was."
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Fea: |
Vairë smiled and sang an
awful poem...
There ones was a Valier named Fëa
Who worked hard on the Plaza all Day-a
She would weave her tales
Drink Margaritas and ales
and sip wine with Rhia |
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Pip:
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*Este sneaks up behind Mo and smacks him on both sides of the head multiple
times for neglecting the rules of roleplay. This doubles as applause for Fea's
poem, and Pip's rather pleased with the overall effect, though she looks around
carefully in case Yavanna notices and she becomes outnumbered* |
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Luthy: |
*Yavanna spies Este whacking her husband about the head and decides to pointedly
ignore the whole situation. In fact, she gives Este a big smile and a thumbs up
and hopes for some more. Hormones, don't you know.* |
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Pip |
*Este grins broadly and producs cymbols from her cloak and looks at them
thoughtfully, wondering when exactly she forgot how to spell them* |
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MH:
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MH: Once you get home, you should have some
nice shiny buttons and pretty icon. DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT
IT DOES!!! There are some buttons that cause your kingdom to spontaneously
combust and turn into fuzzy pineapple that sing the Nigerian national anthem in
Latin. It's really very disturbing; trust me. |
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MH:
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Oh yes btw, the rumours you have heard is true ~
Laire is insane. clinically. please make sure she takes three doses of her
medication every day, one at each meal.
Peeg is actually a donkeh. A talking one. So unfortunately for you, the role of
annoying talking animal is taken.
Sere has no body. She is just one giant pare of lips. The fingers that the bird
is standing on are Morim's. |
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Fëa:
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Hey... Blond moments? *pouts* I resemble that reamark... (Borrows
Mirror of Galadriel to make sure roots are not showing...) |
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Hoth:
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Treebeard is back with us once more. What a
re-leaf!!!! |
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Peeg:
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Welcome to Vali Morim. Don't mind the axes or the fires, they're
just for show *nods reassuringly* |
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Arlo: |
Welcome, Morim! I'm sure you'll feel quite at home here. Or are you sane? We
don't like sane people *narrows eyes* |
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Brandy:
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Welcome to Valinor, Morim.
I just realized your presence here adds to the crazy Valinor marriages. My
character is married to Sam but Sam is played by BB who is Plaza married to Hoth
who is Mandos who is married to Vaire the Weaver who is Plaza married to PG aka
Orome whose character is married to Vana who is played by Sere - YOUR plaza
spouse. Sheesh!! |
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Lae:
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I know how it is Morim. When Tara became a ruler, Arlo thought I
was him, I thought I was Tara, and Tara thought she was me *wise nod* |
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Arlo:
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You know the old Valinoréan saying: once an obnoxious
Queen of the Earth, always an obnoxious Queen of the Earth |
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Luthy:
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Luthy: aw, Arlo has his own stalker. want
me to go obnoxious queen of the earth on him for you, Arlo? |
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Arlo:
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Not until he starts taking pictures of me on a nudity beach while I am engaged
in a long series of kissing with well-known model who was supposedly loyal to
her 80-year old filthy rich, soon-to-die husband who is going to leave her all
his money. |
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Mo:
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I'll admit that Melkor is a dream long harboured. He totally fits
with the way I (when I get chance) role-play and evil always lures me (I'd've
been a crap Luke Skywalker
"Join me on the Dark Side"
... "O.K!"). |
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Pip:
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*blushes* wow, I remember that day. I was all papercut and narky. |
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Arlo: |
Pip, so do I. The day I thought it would be best to change Kingdoms since we
were obviously ruled by a complete lunatic |
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Pip:
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Noo, I almost lost you?!
*goes back in time to panic and be nice* |
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Arlo: |
I'm still here, aren't I? |
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Pip: |
yep + yay = *glomp* |
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Ander:
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I need to hit the gym - because I am so weak (see profile)! LOL!
Peeg, or anyone who can answer me, why is it that I am only a rank level 5 when
all other R/A’s are at least 20? This sure doesn’t bode well for Bilbo when he
hits the Battle Arena... |
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Sere:
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*snicker* Don’t know the real answer, but hobbits aren’t exactly the strongest
creatures on the planet.
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Philthrandir: |
Yeah, News flash!: You are BILBO! Not Tulkas... *snicker* Just Kidding, it is a
little screwy though...
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Eleowyn: |
*giggles* You’re pretty old too, you know. Maybe that’s the problem.
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Laie:
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You don't have the ring any longer you know. That is the problem. You are
stretched and thin. |
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Laie:
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Laie: Wishes I could go to London. Ally
good luck finding someone to go with you!
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Ally: |
Not too long I’d say. You’re a strong swimmer aren’t you? I always thought Arwen
didn’t die, she swam all the way to Valinor and lived happily ever after!
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Brandy: |
I’m afraid Arwen will have to swim for there is no ship that will bear her now
that she’s wedded to Aragorn!
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Laie: |
Goes to do practice laps in the Anduin!
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Elen Sila:
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Just wanted to drop a little note to let everyone know that I’ll
be away (back home to NY- bagels, water, PIZZA!) for the next week or so. I
should be back on the 9th or the 11th, not quite sure just yet.
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Mo:
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New York is the home of Pizza (posh cheese on toast)? |
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Laie:
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Safe trip friend! Watch out... you know there are yankees up there!
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Dis: |
Arrggh!! My computer is very sick. I’ve borrowed
someone elses long enough to let you know my Plaza time will be very limited
until my favourite techie (hubby) has it fixed. I’m afraid it’s a virus that
corrupted my registry files because windows will not load. |
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Mo:
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*Is jealous* Have fun! Nothing quite like the early morning chase through the
regedit functions to set you up for the day! See you as soon as your able.
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Fea: |
AWWW! *jumps up and down dramatically* Wait a second; this isn’t a thread about
Dwarven Pirates? I’m very disappointed… SoOOOoo cheated...
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Brandy:
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Well, Shiver Me Timbers! Cap’n Dis - I’m sorry to hear that ye be having a bit
o’computer problems - tis time to make the computer walk the plank to Davy
Jones’ Locker. That was for Fea who was missing pirate talk. |
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Fea: |
Arrr, aye Rosie Lass ... I do believe that our very own Peggy-Pegs, the Peg leg
is going to be a tad bit put off that we’re stealin’ all of his good lines...
Arrr...
Tis a shame you are havin’ computer problems Miss Dis... I hope ye hubbeh can
get yer puter back up an runnin’ again...
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Achoo:
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Oh great, another starring role for Tulkas! I can just see the
stage directions -- "Tulkas runs in, wrestles a llama, laughs, and runs out."
Thank Eru I am not addicted to RPGing
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Hoth:
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Hear! Hear! BB.........how about a date toots
<BB edit: Your place or mine, sailor? >
<Rosie Cotton Edit: Gah!! Too much PDA!!> |
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Achoo:
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Hey you two! Get an igloo!
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PG:
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Don’t make me get the hose! |
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BB:
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Took it to the BA instead of an igloo - he trounced me, soundly. Gah. NEVER
fight Mandos. That doom thing...just can’t beat it. Course, now that I’m dead-
he has to listen to me ALL the time. REVENGE! |
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Dis: |
Found: Pink Tricycle. Found in a pub. Would the owner please come
pick it up at the KD throne room. |
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PG: |
I never owned a pink tricycle, but I did have a Mithril bike with a
mithril bell. I think a minion stole it I heard it was hidden in the basement of
Barad Dur |
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BB: |
If the basement of Barad dur is ANYTHING like the attic of Cirith Ungol - count
me out! That place was NASTY! Orc mess EVERYWHERE! And the graffiti? Shocking |
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Dis:
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Oooh, I wanna go see! Perhaps we could find something to use for extortion
purposes.
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Luthy: |
whoa there, folks. HANDS OFF the pink trike. it’s MINE! i stole it fair and
square when Uru made Mo the Witchking. MINE MINE MINE but I will share
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