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Post by Dragoneyes on Oct 22, 2004 10:24:20 GMT -5
"Perhaps, Aragorn, you think you're problem is more urgent than mine?" said Elrond, for his robes were still on fire.
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Post by ElberethVarda on Oct 22, 2004 16:02:19 GMT -5
"Quite correct," sneered Aragorn.
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Post by lordoffools on Oct 22, 2004 21:06:39 GMT -5
"Righteo then," Elrond responded, "Let's get down to it. You see, Aragorn: I am your father."
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Post by Dragoneyes on Oct 23, 2004 4:27:56 GMT -5
Someone sent Pippin for a bucket of water because, as calm as Elrond seemed, the flames were nearing his waist.
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Post by ElberethVarda on Oct 23, 2004 15:34:22 GMT -5
"That's totally not true!!!" roared Aragorn.
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Post by Dragoneyes on Oct 23, 2004 17:17:03 GMT -5
"Understandably, your first reaction is to deny this truth but please, no yelling," said Elrond as Pippin finally doused the flames.
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Post by Elentari on Oct 25, 2004 13:12:28 GMT -5
"Very well," said Aragorn in a whisper too quiet for even Elrond's elven ears to hear (though that could be because they had been slightly melted by the fire).
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Post by lordoffools on Oct 26, 2004 3:36:10 GMT -5
"Wonderful," Gandalf snapped. "Excellent. Now the father-son reunion is over, however, can we get down to business? Aragorn, what was this problem you kept complaining about?"
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Post by Dragoneyes on Oct 26, 2004 4:46:20 GMT -5
"Xylophones," stated Aragorn, "No matter what I do, I can't get Arwen to stop playing her xylophones," he sighed and sat down in his chair, very forlorn.
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Post by lordoffools on Oct 27, 2004 4:54:23 GMT -5
"Yeah," Elrond agreed, "Try living with THAT for a few thousand years and you begin to realise why Galadriel sent her back to Rivendell to live."
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Post by ElberethVarda on Oct 27, 2004 19:00:35 GMT -5
(lordoffools, please, just one sentence at a time.)
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Post by Dragoneyes on Oct 28, 2004 11:17:04 GMT -5
"Zzz..." said Gimli, for he had fallen asleep.
~~~
I'll write the story so far here because I'm bored and have nothing better to do.
Aragorn had a problem. But Elrond said he'd fix it.
"Come on, even you can't do that," said Aragorn.
"D'oh... but you're marrying my daughter!" Even Aragorn had to admit that Elrond's point was utterly random and seemed completely unrelated to the conversation... For Elrond's clothes had just caught fire.
"Gee, way to blow the party," Pippin said. Gandalf gave him a long look, and Pippin shut up.
"HOLY SMOKES!!!" shrieked Elrond, and began jumping around, shrieking at the top of his lungs.
"Incredible!" said Merry, who had been studying the combined effects of sunlight and a magnifying glass on Elrond's robes.
"JUST A MOMENT!" roared Gandalf, jumping up and pointing at Merry.
"Khazad Ai Menu!" shrieked Gimli, charging at the now startled (and quite possibly terrified) hobbit.
"Leave him alone!" shouted Sam who had just arrived in time to defend his Hobbit-friend's sanity. Merry was glad for Sam's support but it seemed a pity that Sam was defending his sanity when it was his life that was at stake. Nobody would have thought it of Sam, though.
"Oh, uh... hello? Problem?" Aragorn sounded slightly hurt.
"Perhaps, Aragorn, you think you're problem is more urgent than mine?" said Elrond, for his robes were still on fire.
"Quite correct," sneered Aragorn.
"Righteo then," Elrond responded, "Let's get down to it. You see, Aragorn: I am your father." Someone sent Pippin for a bucket of water because, as calm as Elrond seemed, the flames were nearing his waist.
"That's totally not true!!!" roared Aragorn.
"Understandably, your first reaction is to deny this truth but please, no yelling," said Elrond as Pippin finally doused the flames.
"Very well," said Aragorn in a whisper too quiet for even Elrond's elven ears to hear (though that could be because they had been slightly melted by the fire).
"Wonderful," Gandalf snapped. "Excellent. Now the father-son reunion is over, however, can we get down to business? Aragorn, what was this problem you kept complaining about?"
"Xylophones," stated Aragorn, "No matter what I do, I can't get Arwen to stop playing her xylophones," he sighed and sat down in his chair, very forlorn.
"Yeah," Elrond agreed, "Try living with THAT for a few thousand years and you begin to realise why Galadriel sent her back to Rivendell to live."
"Zzz..." said Gimli, for he had fallen asleep.
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Post by Ashael's Blaze on May 4, 2005 12:24:48 GMT -5
"Absolutely no one's here!" shrieked Ashael, a little shocked at here own words.
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Post by Elentari on May 16, 2005 15:20:44 GMT -5
"But of course they are Ashel, one simply has to look," said Elentari, suddenly appearing in the scene utterly randomly wielding a larye wooden spoon for some obscure reason...
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Post by Ashael's Blaze on May 17, 2005 8:50:22 GMT -5
"Could it be?" exclaimed Ashael, "That there is actually someone here?"
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