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Post by Stormrider on Feb 4, 2009 7:19:58 GMT -6
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From: DaleAnn (Original Message) Sent: 3/9/2002 8:11 AM
Karo6 Wrote:
Now if you can just arrange a date for DaleAnn and "that Sooo HOT," Legolas; and get Megn1 to kiss an Orc... oh well, just thought I'd ask!
Karo6, you have been hitting below the belt, lately. You had better start being nice to me because I'm not going to stand for it anymore! Have you read "An Adventure in Middle Earth" on the Role-Play board by any chance? Strange things happen there. Just you wait!!!!
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From: Karo6 Sent: 3/9/2002 2:54 PM
Algamesh had obligingly arranged a blind date between DaleAnn and one of his backwoods, second cousins -- conviently in Rivendell that week for the annual Ring Toss Convention, and Hobbit Sock Darning Festival. This was in fact none other than Legolas of the McCoy-Greenleaf clan, a right sharp dresser, and with all that wavy goldenhair, a lady-killer extraordinaire! At first DaleAnn was absolutely ecstatic -- she'd been invited to Megn1's "Orc-Kisser and Kegger" and had been seeking some polite way of avoiding that ghastly lip-smacking affair -- so a date with a "pointy-earred cutie" from Mirkwood sounded peachy-keen! When first she saw him her jaw had dropped, carrying her lower teeth (six of them just like Gollum's ) all the way to her knees. "By the Beard of Cirdan, this Legolas is quite a hottie!" she exclaimed, and simpered right up beside him trying to recall all the good advice Megn1 had given her over the years: "When approaching a boy you wanna impress, DaleAnn, always wiggle your hips, mince your steps, squint yer eyes and bat dem lashes - especially bat dem lashes! Drives dem boyz crazy!" Yes, I am afraid that this is just the way the Middle Earth Gurlz all talk, they pick it from those drippy Orcs they pal around with!
So DaleAnn wiggled, minced, and "batted" her way up to the Elven idol - and quite predictably toppled over at his feet, her mince and wiggle needed more practice I fear, and her batting lashes merely made the world go all dim and fluttery... Instead of reaching DaleAnn a helping hand in high concern, as either you or I would, our Legolas merely bent himself down to retrieve her open purse. "My how lovely I look in your little mirror - mind if I keep it? I'm sure I have far better reason for possessing such a reflective charmer," and peering closely at the smudge-faced DaleAnn he added, not too kindly, "and it appears to have done your countenance little good at all."
The matter settled he pocketed the mirror - its ownership now mooted, along with a few coins of minor denomination but still an important portion of DaleAnn's total, monetary worth. However, as even a blind Goblin in a dark pit could have seen, DaleAnn was yet smitten with the fellow's good looks and urbane manner. She re-erected herself and minced a bit more carefully along in his wake.
"To the movies, mah Deah! A perfectly smashing little show tonight, a silly premise mind you - Nine chappies off on a hiking tour that becomes decidely uncomfortable and icky-adventuresome, but is redeemed by the one stellar performance of a Gorgeously Hunky Fellow!" A broad, and almost lewdly familiar wink and a grin played across his Elven features contorting them in a faintly repulsive manner that left DaleAnn thinking of Megn1's second best, Orc Boy Friend. Hmmmm, it might not be too late to ditch this mirror-swiping Elf and head for the Kegger...
But, a movie! Romantic darkness to surround them, and the opportunity to allow his arm to gradually work its way across her shoulders... oh, the mere thought sent a tingle through her gurlish form, and she got all "Arweny and Aragorny." But when Legolas stood politely by, waiting for her to purchase the two tickets from her vastly depleted funds, her ire and her red-face colour both began to rise. She positively fumed when he bought a single, jumbo box of popcorn with her own coins and pointedly refused to share it. He insisted on sitting like some goblin child in the very first row where DaleAnn's sore neck (her tumble had been more severe than the first pangs had allowed) was made even sorer now with the acute tilt of her "crane," and he even demanded that she take the marshmallow-gooey seat because his forest green tights had just been freshly laundered.
The warning signs were plainly displayed, for eyes to see that could. It would take no deep and scrying DeadChickenMan's perception to tell how closely things were running toward disaster. No acute forsights from the Gilbert Chemistry Set trained wizard, BillFuller would be needed -- even MusicMom turned busier now than ever as a Granny, would have been able to warn the silly Elf of his grave peril -- but oblivious to all save his own "blond beauty on the screen," he continued to shower the glowering DaleAnn with cheesy popcorn... Even Tumnus sitting a single row behind them reacted to the popcorn dribbles in disgust and moved himself backwards at least two more.
Few things in Middle Earth may match the eruptive fury of a DaleAnn hit below the waist - and the impact point of this evening's little drama was decidedly in the southron quadrant below her belt. The explosion, when it finally came was utterly remarkable. Even Orodruin had become a somewhat predictable blaster, minimizing it's cataclysmic effects by spouting off too frequently. Dragon desvastations of late were as dully commonplace as a "gross" of cranky Hobbits sitting through a Birthday Party Speech; and even a righteously piqued Megn1 tricked into playing "Kiss and Tell" with several dozen halitosisly affected Orcs could raise no more than a fair to middlin' groan as she lopped off offensive goblin heads - pursed lips and all. Nope, there's simply nothing left since Morgoth's "Great Scream" in the empty, echoing lands of Lammoth to compare with the majestic, mountain crumpling thunder of a DaleAnn aroused!
When for the fourth time in just a few moments he had risen bouncingly to his feet exclaiming one version or another of "Oh Lookie! There I am! Legolas The Cutie! My goodness I am Sooooo Hot!" and showered the smouldering DaleAnn each time with drippy, cheeze-whiz-drenched popcorn, she could abide his Elvin majesty no longer.
*GREAT CLAMOUR AND TURMOIL HERE*
The recovered Elven bits and pieces were decidedly minced fine, and this had left the White Council in a quandry -- there just was not enough of his "cutie-hotness" to cobble back together. Faced with a dreadful choice, Olorie of the Havens squealed "We cannot send out Eight Walkers! Eight ground pounders to face the Nine Riders!? Unheard of!" And a shocked Hilary from Minas Tirith cried, "Lackaday! Oh Lackaday!" The entire council turned to gape at her in wonder. "Er I heard it on Celtic TV, kind of neat, huh? Lackady..." And then Glorfindle stood tall with his K-mart blade belted at his waist, and he pointed a potentially wizardlike forefinger at a squirming DaleAnn and cried forth in his best Quenya (presented here in the common tongue cause none of us know the stuff, except Iarwain, and he charges too much for running translations and this is a low-budget epic) "Let DaleAnn repair her foul deed this day! She shall be expelled, er, sent forth as the Ninth Bold Walker -- and made to carry the heavy pots and pans!"
Thus was the quest saved and DaleAnn's vast enthusiasm put to better uses than mincing up to, or just plain mincing-up some silly Elf -- and the Trilogy still worked out pretty much as Tolkien had written it... of course there was that unfortunate burning of Meduseld, but I hear they had insurance, and besides DaleAnn said she was "Like really sorry!"†
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From: IarwainBen-adar1 Sent: 3/9/2002 4:43 PM
Hey DaleAnn,
If you want them too kiss an orc try telling them/him:Auta miqula orqu. That is the Quenya version of your wish.
Namarie Eldameldor,
Iarwain
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From: heb864 Sent: 3/9/2002 6:54 PM
Karo6:
You have a beautifully warped sense of humor. My stomach hurts from laughing
Lackaday!
Hilary
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From: megn1 Sent: 3/10/2002 12:49 AM
Karo6,
Shame on you for dreaming up a kegger party for the poor orcs! How will you ever manage to reform them?
The only way I would kiss an orc is with my sword!
You are one warped person...
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From: Lord_Algamesh Sent: 3/10/2002 7:55 AM
Iarwain,
I'm still waiting on the "bad words". You know ... there has to be some Quenya vulgarities, right? hahaha
For instance ... "How do you say ... uh, hmm, ahem ... nevermind!"
Algamesh
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From: Lord_Algamesh Sent: 3/10/2002 7:58 AM
Thanks man ....
You've ruined my image of Legoas forever. I can't get this vision of Vanity Smurf out of my head now. LOL
Algamesh
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From: Karo6 Sent: 3/10/2002 1:22 PM
Algamesh: "VANITY SMURF" - Fantastic! How many bottles of "Old Winyards" do you want for the copywrite to that title!?
Hilary and Megn1: "WARPED?" Here at the sanitorium we prefer "alternatively contorted."
Megn1: The document above never mentioned the contents of those keg - I favour the mythic interpretation that concludes only "rootbeer" and "ginger-ale" were being served. Oh, yes, Megn1 - "Auta miqula orqu!" (Thank You, Iarwain!)
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From: Soleil Sent: 3/10/2002 1:54 PM
OOOOOOO....after reading this provocative piece of prose, I dashed to the story board for the latest installment in our continuing drama to see what DaleAnn had metted out. When I saw that nothing new had been added, all I could think was that she is crafting a masterpiece comeback! I am anxiously awaiting.........
Soleil
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From: Lord_Algamesh Sent: 3/10/2002 4:12 PM
Speaking of the Role-Play board ....
The "Adventure in MiddleEarth saga" has been placed in temporary stasis due to the fact that Rivers has been feeling "Under the Weather" as of late. He told me to skip him and continue on but I would rather wait for him to return.
Just FYI,
Algamesh
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From: Stormrider Sent: 3/10/2002 5:23 PM
Karo6:
I loved your very hilariaous and colorful "date with Legolas" account. It really puts a different perspective on how we will all picture Legolas now (at least, the movie character). He is indeed womankind's worst nightmare date!
Loved how Megn1 was tricked into playing "kiss and tell" with the "halitosisly affected Orcs."
You definately have an active, twisted imagination!
Stormrider
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From: Olórië Sent: 3/10/2002 7:11 PM
What a tale! Great creative. Talk about backstory. And told with all the fervor of a well-kissed and kegged-up orc. Personally, I can't wait for the sequel.
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From: megn1 Sent: 3/10/2002 7:45 PM
Auta miqula orqu?
Help, Iarwain! Translation requested. In exchange, you can join me in my next
orc-b-que.
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From: DaleAnn Sent: 3/11/2002 6:20 AM
Soleil, I have been advised by a friend to take my time to search for Smaug's...oh...I mean...Karo6's soft spot. Gee, I almost forgot that with the death of Smaug there are no more fire-breathers, hot enough to burn. All that's left are the pitiful, lesser worms that spout smoke. And this one is certainly a smokestack. But, the more Karo6 spews, the more amunition I'll have for later.
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From: IarwainBen-adar1 Sent: 3/11/2002 10:41 AM
Megan1,
It's kind of lose(Quenya syntax being what it is.) but it means "Go kiss an Orc!" On the orc-b-que I will have to decline, I never eat anything I can't readily identify but thanks for the invite.
Namarie Megan1,
Iarwain Ben-adar
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From: Karo6 Sent: 3/11/2002 9:31 PM
Arrggh! Mortally wounded! Playing at the role of "Fire Breathing Dragon," whilst creeping about in all actuality nothing more than a common smoker!
*gasp-hack-cough*
Drat that DaleAnn! She has apparently had prior experience in pummeling males - "strike deeply at their masculine vanities, their most vulnerable points are always ego related!"
Great fumes roil upward, and Karo6 clutches a taloned hand to the hollow spot of his battered ego, rolls belly up and promptly stiffens into a mortified state... "Lackaday, that such promising evil should come so soon to naught!"
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Post by Stormrider on Feb 4, 2009 7:21:10 GMT -6
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From: DaleAnn Sent: 3/12/2002 3:52 AM
Karo6, if I'd-a-known it was that easy, I would have turned you belly up long ago. LOL. But, finally, the most asked question about you has been finally answered!!!! No, it isn't "Where did Karo6 go to school?" It's "Is Karo6 a man or a woman?" But, drat it!!! That was going to be part of my counter-attack story later!!!
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From: Tgloria60 Sent: 3/12/2002 11:30 PM
You gotta be kidding me!You mean after all this time Karo6 is a GUY? Will wonders never cease? I never would have guessed it!I never thought guys had such a wonderfully warped sense of humor!I must lead a very sheltered life!LOLGloria60.
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From: Karo6 Sent: 4/6/2002 5:28 AM
Middle Earth Imperiled by New Forms of Evil!!!
I. Introductory Statement
Pursuant to the noble cause of seeking justice for the mistreated, despised and maliciously maligned "Other Peoples" of Middle Earth the following dissertation -- presented in standard Karo6 trilogy format -- has been prepared as a corrective to the slanders of a certain coterie of ne'er do wells (DaleAnn, Megn1, and Fellow Travellers) who have of late been slouching about the "Tolkien's Ring" URL and delivering themselves up of a mixture of base innuendo, ignorant folly, and disturbing enormities of a decidely "bigoted" nature. The two ghastly leaders of this subversive movement, not content with mere verbal abuse, have even been captured -- in verifiable documentary accounts* -- perpetrating gross physical indignities (not to mention indecencies) upon the placid and charming Rehabilitated Orcsies and the jovially harmless Smoke Dragons.
*"...this here lady, warrior princess type lady [Megn1], breaks out of the woods behind me. And that dragon, he got to tremblin‚ real bad. She starts yellin‚ at him somethin‚ fierce. 'Karo6,' she says, 'You aren't goin‚ to set up that Orc Rehab anywhere round here!' Then she comes after him with a sword. Poked him right in the buttocks." (DaleAnn, Message # 30, 4/5/2002 5:51 PM, Role-Play : An Adventure in Middle Earth "closed")
II. The Problem
Initially, the more generous minded, original members of this esteemed site engaged in a didactically therapeutic debate concerning the right of Orcs and Dragons (by implication) to be considered "People" too, and on the ancient, washed-away boards of B&N a thorough and condemnatory discussion of the "Dread Hobbit Baggins" and his violations of the Middle Earth Endangered Species Act (RE: Troll Petrifications, Goblin Cleaving, Spider Stabbing, and Dragon Slaying) was enjoined and subscribed to by all the open-minded and respectable members. This left only DaleAnn and Megn1 as clamourus, dissenting voices (kind of screechy, gnawing-on-your-nerves-voices they were too!) Despite an overwhelmingly opposing public opinion, the Orc baiting and Dragon dissecting activities of DaleAnn and Megn1 continued unabated. So great became the outcry against them that this Devious Duo, fled B&N in great trepidation rather than face the tide of righteous indignation which answered their depravities.
Now DaleAnn and Megn1 have battened upon this unsuspecting, pleasant, little community where the insulative ignorance of the local Hobbitry has afforded the pernicious evangels of these hardcore Orc Haters and Dragon Destroyers to regain a certain currency among the site's more credulous members. To counteract this unwholesome current of extremism, this anti-Draconism, and anti-Orcism the following exposee of their dark cult of hate and violence is offered.
III. Know Your Foes!
The manifold character flaws of DaleAnn have already been catalogued and made helpfully public after she issued a distress-causing, and inflammatory "Warning to Karo6." In that thread there shortly appeared a lucid, balanced, and critical analysis of the sinister circumstances surrounding the dismemberment of the ever-popular Elvish figure "Legolas the Way Hot." That DaleAnn was intimately, and intricately involved in this horrific deed was made manifestly clear at the subsequent investigative trial and she was in fact banished from Rivendell to wander about the unused and unwanted corners of Eriador with a gang of rag-tag, cut-throat ruffians.
The reign of terror they inflicted, in just the first 30 installments of their sorry saga, included such crimes as: failing to leave any tips at all after spending the night at the Prancing Pony, breaking good crockery, "flea-nipping" the Gaffers, grumbling about the quality of the food, and making snide remarks concerning the reputed "goblin" ancestry of Bob and Nob.
Being firmly ejected from the Town Limits of Bree by the outraged citizens, the "Gang" spilled into the once peaceful, rural districts along the East-West stretches of the King's Way. In the semi-wilderness between Archet and The Old Forest the "Gang" recruited new members and grew ever bolder in their hooliganism and petty larcenies. Rabbits were poached, apple orchards stripped of all edibles, and cooling pies were purloined from window ledges to feed the ever growing appetites of this ravenous and ravening "Gang." That kind and elderly couple who retired to the woods because it was so peaceful, the Bombadils, was then savaged at least once and possibly twice when DaleAnn threatened poor Tom with both her hangman's rope and her nail-studded boxing gloves. Sad and sensitive Goldberry seems to have been frightened into a semi-comatose state and has quite lost her mind. She now drifts in-and-out of several distinct personalities including an "Annie" and a "Luthien" -- attending Doctors rate her chances of recovery as very, very slim.
Then in the latest episodes we find the "Gang" waking up with beer-sodden minds, and pounding heads to continue their ravages. Some old Gaffer is waylaid, his cart cut free from his horse and both the vehicle and its source of motive power are promptly stolen, and possibly eaten (the horse anyway). The cargo of mushrooms that was to provide this month's sustenance for the Old Farmer and his family was completly devoured before his weeping eyes! Then occurred yet one more infamous event of licentious, and cowardly cruelty. A perfectly charming and totally helpless Smoke Dragon appealed to the "Gang" for their protection, but received only scorn and abuse! The "Gang" stood by with mocking jibes as a wild eyed Megn1, with a sword twice as long as she could ever wield effectively, set about her self-appointed task of exterminating another protected species!
The crisis here in Middle Earth is rapidly reaching a serious state as the number of Orcs, Dragons, Nazgul, Dark Lords, conflicted Boromirs and Sarumans available to make the Lord of the Rings a decent epic tale has dropped below its critical mass of relative evils. So great and constant have been the "gleanings" among the ranks of evil by DaleAnn, "The Gang," and Megn1, that Boy Scout Hobbits with plastic snouts and waxen fangs are being pressed into stand-by service to fill up the gaps in Sauron's once ferocious hordes. A single Smoke Dragon with a tender rear, possessing more indignation than outright Draconic fury, is now being forced to play the roles left vacant by the untimely demises of more than thirty genuine, fire breathing Worms!
The War of the Rings might just as well be re-titled here and now The Fellowship Goes on a Vacation Jaunt to Vacant Mordor as there is hardly any opposition left alive to be hurled against the Elvish Plot to unmake the Ruling Ring! What a boring book it will have become, if DaleAnn and Megn1 succeed! Perhaps, at last, devoid of all the "bad" and "twisted" characters this sanitized version of Middle Earth will be a suitable script for the usual, Hollywood, celluloid treatment?
If the community acts immediately this sorry outcome may yet be avoid. Megn1 must be disarmed and set to some socially redeeming task (instructor and caregiver at the Orc Rehabilitation Center), the "Gang" must be disbanded, and DaleAnn must be rehabilitated herself by securing her a more engaging and fulfilling date (no Elven hunks need apply, but there are several solid, and decent-seeming Orcs available at the Megn1's Rehab-Center...)
WRITE YOUR LOCAL MANAGER TODAY! DaleAnn and Megn1 must be "civilized" else Middle Earth is doomed indeed!
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From: DaleAnn Sent: 4/6/2002 5:55 AM
LOL!!!! Evil??? Heck, my Adventure in Middle Earth post was just the warmup, the introduction!!!! DA
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From: megn1 Sent: 4/6/2002 9:31 PM
Well if this isn't the hobbit calling the pony short!
"The crisis here in Middle Earth is rapidly reaching a serious state as the number of Orcs, Dragons, Nazgul, Dark Lords, conflicted Boromirs and Sarumans available to make the Lord of the Rings a decent epic tale has dropped below its critical mass of relative evils."
Who but Karo6 could consider Dark Lords and Nazgul as "relative evils?" You accuse me of wanting to rid ME of evil by way of the sword. Good for me! That puts me in company with most of our favorite heroes (let's keep that word with a small "h" here, so there is room for more than one...)
But you, Karo6, would do something much more insidious. You would remove all absolute evil, and make it all relative. With a wave of you psychotherapeutic hand you would declare that Sauron had a bad childhood, the balrogs are suffering from post-tramatic stress disorder, and the orcs are all misunderstood cases of attention deficit disorder.*
So, if we follow your lead, we must transform the mission of the fellowship. Armed with a variety of medications, they are charged to offer therapy to all forms of evil lurking in ME. Gandalf and the Balrog have a long chat as they fall, and Gandalf uses active listening to tap into the deep pain surrounding the Balrog's relationship with his mother. Merry and Pippin counsel the orcs who capture them, resulting in a late night male bonding ritual of drum beating and manly weeping. The mouth of Sauron is led to confess that his secret inner dream is to be a dress designer. And together, these converted evils carry Frodo on their shoulders to Mount Doom. How we manage to destroy the ring AND save Sauron I don't know.
Where's my sword...
*(Not wanting to offend anyone here, I choose terms and diagnoses that have applied to me. Please don't think that I think that such causes could lead to such incredible evil. I'm just putting words in Karo6's mouth...)
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From: RobedMERLIN Sent: 4/6/2002 9:34 PM
To Dale Ann: take heed and be warned....there is a firebreather (1) left...i pray that you stop your senseless torture of dragons soon.. for she is not happy.....even i would not begin to think of angering her.......i have been around a long time..since the first age... i was , and am what you would refer to as a "evil vanyar" . but cease your torture of the dragons and all will be well.......robed merlin
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From: Lady_Oiolaire Sent: 4/6/2002 9:43 PM
I agree with megan1
if you put things in the light of "every-villian-is-actually-a-victem-of-society" then there would be no point in Even Writing LOTR or any other fiction book for that matter. And if LOTR had been written in that point of view, Tolkien would have been a Psychiatrist and not a linguist.
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From: Hasangiel Sent: 4/6/2002 11:17 PM
Sometimes a sword is just a sword...who knew Frodo was a Freudean...he he.
I say put 'em all (the evil thingys) in an islolation tank and let them get in touch with their "feminine side". Orcs in aprons...it could work!
Jestra
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From: Karo6 Sent: 4/7/2002 3:19 AM
At the Rehab:
You cannot save all of the Orcs all of the time...
Grishnakh's heavily lidded eyes "fluttered" in what he fervently hoped was an adequate imitation of DaleAnn's well-practiced eye-lash "batting." He was, of course, supposed to look just as coy and alluring as his mentor-counsellor, the sometimes esteemed and always feared, DaleAnn. He could tell from the increasing tension about DA's mouth that he must be sorely failing -- again. An ever-helpful, and seemingly ever-present, Megn1 (Dean of Corrections at the Rehab Center), leaned forward to "bat" her lashes at the poor Orc, offering him the further encouragement of her own skillfully adept "batting" motions. "Just smile 'pretty,' Grishie! And bat dem lashes! Pretend you are the hopeful DaleAnn, meeting the 'Way Hot' Legolas for her first date!" This warming image of romantic remembrance brought nostalgic smiles to two of the three faces gathered for the lesson. DaleAnn found her concentration sorely tried as her lashes fluttered ever faster, matching the crescendoing beat of her heart -- a cardiac response that was automatic each time she thought of the blond Elf and his Leaf Green tights. Megn1 was soon smiling as well, and just as broadly. Her eyes glazed a bit when she recalled the wonderful skill of DaleAnn's blade as it brought to a sudden, dicing end both that fateful first date, and the preening Elf himself...
But Grishnakh did not smile. He knew full well the price of failure in this school -- he would be "held back," and popped into one of Jestra's isolation tanks! There, in a state of terrifying sensory deprivation, he would be forced to listen to the encouragingly "feminine" voice of Shirley Temple singing endlessly about some "Good Ship Lollipop." There in soggy sorrow he would remain, wallowing in that utter misery until his tormentors, er counsellors, would deem him to be sufficiently "in touch with his gentler side." Only then would he be decanted to begin the eye-batting lessons all over again. Grishnakh's frustration built itself up far past the level of the merely "cranky," and he simply exploded. He ripped off the lace-edged apron Jestra had helped him make just yesterday, and flung himself, yellowed fangs to the fore, straight at DaleAnn's pulsing throat!
Of course that is why the Dean of Corrections always carries her wickedly long blade unsheathed. A meteoric sweep of star-glittering steel sent Grishnakh's round and lumpy head flying in a high and scarlet-trailing arc. "Oooo! Well sliced, Megn1! I could not have gotten better lofting action myself!" giggled DaleAnn as both the erstwhile counsellors turned to watch the still rolling head of their former pupil. "Yep! Almost made it with that one. A promising student, DaleAnn. For a while I thought we were finally going to have an actual graduate! Notice how his lashes are still batting in reflexive action? Good form, Grishie, you almost made it!"
The Orc's head had rolled itself to a neat stop against a pile of several dozen other decapitations when the admissions counsellor, Lady Oiolaire, pulled the next victim, er candidate up to the "lash-batting station" where the rehabilitative, tutorial tasks began once more.
"Bat dem lashes, Shagrat! I said, BAT DEM LASHES!"
The bordering bushes to the south of the Rehab Center quaked a bit and a sickly green Smoke Dragon was led away by a helpful and concerned ROBEDMERLIN. "Wow! I see what yer mean, Karo6, this here reform school don't look so good after all! Nicely disciplined place, mind you -- but all them admissions and not a single matriculation! Let's try that military academy down in Rohan..."
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From: DaleAnn Sent: 4/7/2002 3:55 AM
Robed wrote:
"To Dale Ann: take heed and be warned....there is a firebreather (1) left...i pray that you stop your senseless torture of dragons soon.. for she is not happy.....even i would not begin to think of angering her.......i have been around a long time..since the first age... i was , and am what you would refer to as a "evil vanyar" . but cease your torture of the dragons and all will be well.......robed merlin"
First of all, my torture of Lil' Smokey is not senseless. It is methodical!!!! Besides, I prefer to call it torment. I'm glad you found a girlfriend for Lil' Smokey. But, I'm not sure just how angry she will be with me, after she spends an evening with Lil Smokey. He'd rather talk her ear off about some trivial point, than woo her with a few well chosen "sweet nothings".
We'll see who turns out to be toast!
Now, if my information is correct, the wizards I know would rather exterminate dragons than befriend them. Gandalf worked towards getting rid of Smaug. The only dragon Merlin was fond of was a Pendragon. So, really you should be cheering us on. You had better rethink your position.
You may be an 'evil vanyar'. But, I am a 'wicked' something or other that will remain nameless. (No ammunition for Karo6, here!!!!) I could take you on anyday. LOL
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From: RobedMERLIN Sent: 4/7/2002 11:22 AM
Aye lass..i never said i was the typical wizard now..did I?...never the less,,, i welcome your words with wry amusement.....the evil vanyar are noted in the red book of westmarch....But then there are many forms of "evil">>a word of advice: "bring your lunch" ha ha ha ha ha ha *********POOF***********
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From: DaleAnn
Sent: Sunday, April 07, 2002 5:57 AM
To: Tolkien's Ring
Subject: Re: A Warning to Karo6!!! LOL
New Message on Tolkien's Ring
A Warning to Karo6!!! LOL
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From: DaleAnn
Robed wrote:
"To Dale Ann: take heed and be warned....there is a firebreather (1) left...i pray that you stop your senseless torture of dragons soon.. for she is not happy.....even i would not begin to think of angering her.......i have been around a long time..since the first age... i was , and am what you would refer to as a "evil vanyar" . but cease your torture of the dragons and all will be well.......robed merlin"
First of all, my torture of Lil' Smokey is not senseless. It is methodical!!!! Besides, I prefer to call it torment. I'm glad you found a girlfriend for Lil' Smokey. But, I'm not sure just how angry she will be with me, after she spends an evening with Lil Smokey. He'd rather talk her ear off about some trivial point, than woo her with a few well chosen "sweet nothings".
We'll see who turns out to be toast!
Now, if my information is correct, the wizards I know would rather exterminate dragons than befriend them. Gandalf worked towards getting rid of Smaug. The only dragon Merlin was fond of was a Pendragon. So, really you should be cheering us on. You had better rethink your position.
You may be an 'evil vanyar'. But, I am a 'wicked' something or other that will remain nameless. (No ammunition for Karo6, here!!!!) I could take you on anyday. LOL
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From: Endirion Sent: 4/7/2002 2:16 PM
Oh my...as a new member, I am wandering about and reading old messages, just to get a feel of the place. And here I see someone actually defending orcs and dragons and Nazgul. As endangered species? I thought THEY were the ones who were endangering other species...ah, well. I feel little sympathy for them...they smell funny and they keep upsetting the children. They spoil too many picnics and they NEVER clean up after themselves! They are so...disorderly. Plus, they hurt trees! Heinous crime, that. Pausing to think about it some....nope...no sympathetic vibrations whatsoever. The orcs are an abomination, the Nazgul did it to themselves (actually, destroying those former kings of men would probably be a kind of mercy) and as for the dragon...thief, terrorist and general bad effect on property values.
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From: Galadriel* Sent: 4/7/2002 5:48 PM
Good idea Jestra.But before giving orcs aprons they would need a shower.
*Galadriel*o
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From: Galadriel* Sent: 4/7/2002 5:57 PM
Oh I forgot.I think some dragons are nice.But only some I have not met many of them.Galadriel{
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From: Lord_Algamesh Sent: 4/7/2002 8:32 PM
Sorry Karo6 ... I just had to show this pic:
PLACE HOLDER FOR PICTURE
Algamesh
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Post by Stormrider on Feb 4, 2009 7:23:21 GMT -6
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From: DaleAnn Sent: 4/7/2002 8:44 PM
LOL!!! Just like I pictured him!!! DA
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From: RobedMERLIN Sent: 4/7/2002 10:52 PM
ENDARION.... I am a defender of dragons , i have no inclination one way or the other about orcs...But i will say this; there are certain people.who defy description who believe that it is ok to just lop off an orcs head for no reason than that they like too.. hm makes one wonder who the bad guys/gals are huh?
Respectfully..ROBEDMERLIN>>>_defender of dragons
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From: Endirion Sent: 4/8/2002 12:24 AM
Smilingly...I bow to thee, Robedmerlin, and confess...I too have certain feelings toward certain dragons...My coat of arms has the Red Dragon of Cymru, and the blood of that land flows in my veins. As for the orcs...on that one, I cannot agree; damsels are for defending, honor for upholding, songs are for singing and orcs are for killing. Thier existence is abomination, thier roots are twisted in the depths of evil and they are the embodiment of the will of the Dark One. They are tentacles of his wickedness and each blow against them is a blow against him. They are without pity or purpose, save his perverse will...strike them down. Vipers are preferable...and warmer in heart.
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From: RobedMERLIN Sent: 4/8/2002 12:29 AM
endirion: i have no love for orcs but i have no hate for them either.......dale ann' s version of re-hab is simply killing..........ask what she did to legolas and then decide for yourself..lol.i side with karo6 because he sides with the dragons.........
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From: Karo6 Sent: 4/8/2002 3:12 PM
JUST CATCHING UP...
1) Megn1 - "Well if this isn't the hobbit calling the pony short!"
LOL! A great bit of authentic-sounding Hobbit, pub humour! I think you have been sneaking off to the Green Dragon Inn at Bywater and soaking up some of the local atmosphere as well as the local suds!
Sigh... concerning the "relativation" of all evils, yes I shall continue the struggle to re-habilitate all the "mis-understood" and long suffering "Peoples" of Middle Earth, except Lobelia Sackville-Baggins (she reminds me too much of my sister and so must be "absolute" evil incarnate). Perhaps meant as a suitable tongue-in-cheek comment here, your question regarding the cleaning-up, and salvation of Sauron AFTER the Ruling Ring is destroyed is actually quite a serious point! I need to do some deeper research into Tolkien's data base, but it is very legitimate to ask whether or not the destruction of the Ring really causes the destruction of Sauron. My position at this point is that destroying the Ruling Ring reduces Sauron to a weak and spiteful spirit of malice, incapable of assuming physical form, but does not "destroy" him and leaves him available for another re-generation at some later date in some later Age of Middle Earth. This might make a good topic for discussion under another heading?
2) Galadriel - Hello! Nice to see new faces here... Hmmm, Orcs taking showers, I like that! Maybe we can get them to use some underarm deodorant as well! If we supply them with properly scented soaps and shampoos a lot of the objections people have concerning Orcs may be taken care of. But the Goblins would probably want "Worm-Guts and Stale Garlic" perfumes... Nonetheless, the more time they spend in the showers, the less time they'll have available for carving their initials on the trees and disturbing Endirion's picnics.
3) Algamesh - Fantastic Dragon! Sigh, unfortunately the "Evil" (in a relative sense) DA is quite correct, the image suits the reality! You both shall pay for this! Grrr, hack, choke, cough...
4) ROBEDMERLIN - At last, someone intelliogent has joined the "Tolkien's Ring!" I salute you, Sir! May the Dragons be ever at your service!!
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From: Lady_Oiolaire Sent: 4/8/2002 5:27 PM
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From: Lady_Oiolaire Sent: 4/8/2002 5:27 PM
Mae govannen Karo6: Aye, ROBEDMERLIN is a very learned master, but I am no idiot. (I'm not really complaining I just like to say too much. lol)
I have not met you yet, and I hope that YOU are as intelligent at you seem to think you are.!!!
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From: Galadriel* Sent: 4/8/2002 7:57 PM
Thank you Karo6
Maybe if the orcs get a schedule when they can take showers they would still have time for ruinig picnics.Maybe if they take a shower every other day for half a hour they would still have lots of time.Even thou I do not agree with ruining picnics.Galadriel
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From: megn1 Sent: 4/8/2002 10:04 PM
"damsels are for defending, honor for upholding, songs are for singing and orcs are for killing"
Well said, Endirion!!
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From: RobedMERLIN Sent: 4/9/2002 12:01 AM
i happened upon two orcs the other day...Sharlock the tough and nazkrut the toothless....it's seems they were sent to seek out those 2 orc murderers dale ann and megn1..wow i am glad i am not those two ladies..these orcs were armed well , and spoke of only one thought..REVENGE....lol......told me if i ssaw a certain somebody to say thanks for the info.....hmmmm..i wonder who hired them.......
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From: Lord_Algamesh Sent: 4/9/2002 12:34 PM
Karo6,
Do we really want to have this Dragon discussion again? I seem to remember a B&N thread ...
Alga
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From: RobedMERLIN Sent: 4/11/2002 12:30 PM
Algamesh: 1- what's wrong with dragons? they are part of the genre..2- please remember that some of us who are new to this board , never had the opportunitty to be involved with b/n.. , so thus , would have no idea what went on at b/n....
the pic is from where i live..lol a good place for an ambush eh..orc killers?
peace to all..ROBEDMERLIN.."DEFENDER OF DRAGONS"
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From: Lord_Algamesh Sent: 4/12/2002 2:49 AM
ROBEDMERLIN,
The B&N discussion that I speak of concerned the existence of Dragons during the War of the Ring. Several classmates spoke of their extinction (Karo6 being one of the offenders ... ahem). I, being a Dragon Fan myself (thank you very much !!!) pointed out Gandalf's line:
"It has been said that dragon-fire could melt and consume the Rings of Power, but there is not now any dragon left on earth in which the old fire is hot enough; nor was there ever any dragon, not even Ancalagon the Black, who could have harmed the One Ring, the Ruling Ring, for that was made by Sauron himself."
Shortly thereafter, the assumption fo "smokers" commenced ... .
By the way ... yes, quite a suitable location for an ambush. But, of course, living in the Ered Luin, uh ... I mean the Appalachian range, I often find many spots to ambush and kill Orcs.
Algamesh
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From: RobedMERLIN Sent: 4/12/2002 11:34 AM
I see said the blind man..lol...Well that does explain to a point , but there is one dragon left , i know..lol cause i used to be married to her..Why do you think i told that , even i , would not want to make her mad.. lol
All kidding aside though , this warning to karo6 thing is quite fun,,,takes me back to my early prg days , so to speak..
Dale Ann and Megn1 - Sharlock The Tough...and...Nazkrut The Toothless , haave been distracted , for the moment , by a un-attended picnic lunch , RUN while you can...
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From: Karo6 Sent: 4/30/2002 5:57 PM
The Dragon's Revenge
Part I: The Eye Looks to the North
Far to the south black clouds were gathered
Deep despairs and darkling glooms
Shades of spite and clinging malice
Charnel scents of opened tombs.
The Eye had turned unto the north. It strove to pierce the veiling distances, to force its Sight through the enhancing lens of the Morgul Stone* and See, see with a clearing vision that which now transpired upon the very margins of the hated Elven Hold. Letting His thought run this closely to the impenetrable curtains of Light that protected Imladris brought lancing pain and a rising madness. Here the great magic of the High Elves lived, here he could not penetrate their defenses by Sight of Mind, nor palantir, nor even hope to send his spies. Imladris stood as an island of Light marring His ocean of Darkness. The Ever-Night that His Will poured over Middle Earth could surround Rivendell, but not yet enter. There was some Hidden Power here. In choking clouds of frustration He hurled the heavy waves of His hatred into the north, and was repulsed. Nonetheless He had succeeded, had gripped indeed the very vision He had sought from this vast effort. His Mind relaxed, and the pulsing waves of His Darkness retreated from the north like ripples running backward, running backward from the shores of a noisome pool to be swallowed at its center, its dark core, the rotting battlements of the Barad-Dur.
He gloated, revelling in the success of the moment. Still, it was both a complex and perplexing vision His Eye had torn from the northern lands where rebels yet plotted against Him. This was a troubling matter that would now require further investigation, and then some countering scheme. But how to make sense of what was seen? How to judge the nature of this bold threat, how to find its sources, and how to strangle them? Something new, something strange, something wild and unknowable had entered Middle Earth. He wrapped Himself in the cloaking shades of His thought and pondered for long moments the meaning of this vision: Orc Rehabilitation Centers! A Small Green Dragon that choked on its own fumes, and a band of doughty travellers who moved with a seemingly aimless imprecision directly into the heart of the Great Deeds of this Age. He suspected some sudden and uncharacteristic move from the Powers across the Great Sea, suspected also a deception mounted by the Half-Wise Wizard Mithrandir, or even an incomprehensible "prank" conceived in the enigmatic thought of Iarwain Ben Adar, the Mad Power of the Old Forest.
Madness, gibbering insanity -- "the gentler, feminine side of His Orcs!" That they sought thus to suborn and neutralize his armies was demonically clever. But beyond this attempt at raising mutiny among his slaves there was no sense to the actions of these interlopers, no purpose to be found, which merely meant their purpose must be hidden and was therefore doubly significant and trebly dangerous. From afar he would watch and wait, continuing his primary search for the Ring that had been lost, and move in secret ways to test and probe this new revealed situation. His Ring Slaves had been confounded at the Fords of Bruinen, unhorsed, uncloaked and left to return as shapless shadows. He would re-clothe them in newer powers made more terrible, and send them forth again...
A disconsolate thunder broke from the heavy airs just above the Dark Tower, an expression of His puzzlement and His growing ire as He turned over in His mind again the bewildering refrain "Legolas is sooooo HOT!"
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Post by Stormrider on Feb 4, 2009 7:25:39 GMT -6
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From: Karo6 Sent: 4/30/2002 6:14 PM
The Dragon's Revenge
Part II: "Where Have all the Young Girls Gone?"
The Small Green Dragon ran, sometimes on its hindmost limbs, sometimes galloping ahead on all fours. Behind him came the heavy tread of many, many pursuing feet. The Loudwater river roared, but the crowd behind was louder, and no amount of raging water could dampen the ardor of that teeny-bopper horde. "Get us a date with Legolas!" seemed to be the general import of their high pitched, immature voices as they echoed through the harsh lands that lay between the river and the broken forests of the Trollshaws. Once within the sheltering environs of that dark woods the dragon's camouflaging colours would serve him well and the clamouring females could finally be eluded.
As the Small Green Dragon reached the very eaves of the Trollshaws and had already passed several outlying clumps and knots of tall, thrawn trees a long and bowed leg was thrust from behind a thick stemmed beech. The unfortunate SGD tripped, rolled and thudded heavily through the bracken and the hedging bushes to lie fully on his back, and without breath, in a long and narrow hollow of the earth. The parted branches whipped back into place above his paling face, now more the colour of split-pea soup than dragon emerald. The rush of the horde grew closer, crescendoed like the passing of a sudden storm, then dwindled slowly far away to become nothing more than a confused and threatening murmur on the edge of some further horizon.
An inverted face, relative to the dragon's, peered down ape-like from above. A huge grin turned into an even larger, tooth-revealing smile. It was Algamesh, tricked out in his ranger's costume and sporting a large red lapel button that boldly proclaimed "I brake for Orcs!" A second face joined Algamesh's so that now two moons had risen above the screening vegetation. This latter orb was Glorfindle's, and then there came into the dragon's horrified sight yet a third ghastly apparition, Rivers!
Glorfindle shot an Elven-armoured elbow into Algy's ribs and whispered loudly enough to startle a few of the settling birds into continued flight, "Get on with it! Tell him!" Algy's mouth swallowed its smile and he lowered his voice, pitching it to become as soft and sweet as he could make it. "Er, hi ya, Dragon, Ole Boy. Say, we was just wondering if you'd like to pay your debt?" The smile returned to Algy's face like a recurrent bout of bad breath, and the Small Green Dragon, gulped. "Debt?"
"Yeah," broke in Rivers, a curious trickle of drool coursing its way from the corner of his mouth towards his chin, "We just saved you from being diced-up royal by dem little chicks when they find out you ain't gonna be able to produce Legolasses in sufficient quantity to sate their hungers."
The three moon-faced lads shared a couple of guffaws, obviously impressed with their elocutionary skills, and Algy then continued. "Look, SGD, me and the boys here have been stranded dateless in Middle Earth for some time now. AnnieLT, DaleAnn, Stormrider, and even Megn1 won't go out wid us, they says they got too much class fer guys like us. But them teeny-gurlz is so hopped up on dat Legolas guy, they'll gladly date anything with blond curls."
At which point all three, in a strangely choreographed-looking set of similar gestures, pulled plaited-straw wigs from behind their backs and plopped the ratty looking things upon their heads.
"Ta-daaaaa!" Rivers intoned, "Behold! The Three Legolasses!"
"Oh, SHEESH... just turn me over to Megn1 and let me die quietly." the SGD barked, obviously in some pain as he sat up on the tender point of his rear, winced and pushed himself erect. "You three are embarassing me, even Glorfindle looks more trollish in that wig than Elvish."
"Now, now, just listen," said Algy, fingering the bangs of his wig into a more attractive fall, "we got it all worked out. Dem teeny-gurlz are already so HOT fer Legolas that they are hysterical, hypnotized like, drunk on their own day dreams. Now you spread a little of that Dragon Spell-mesmerism on them, you know, like old Glaurung used on Turin, and they'll drop like ripe plums in a summer storm!"
At just that moment the earth began to vibrate and a rising pall of dust started to close upon the four -- the "gurlz," in their Legolas pursuing hunger had craftily doubled back, who says a mob has no brains?
"Oooo!" cried Glorfindle, "Not much time left Green-Boy, here comes da herd!"
So it came about that the Small Green Dragon quieted the teeny-gurl masses, and rose upon his rearmost feet to scatter upon them the glamours and the deciets that all Dragons do possess. And, Lo, the gurly-masses were ensorcelled, and at his directions they didst divided themselves into three equal hosts and each was then assigned a "Golden-haired" Legolas to be their very own for ever and ever...
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From: Karo6 Sent: 4/30/2002 6:28 PM
The Dragon's Revenge
Part III: "The 'Fellowship' is Ruined"
Chortling to himself, the Small Green Dragon drifted quietly back toward the Fords of Bruinen as the cries that Algamesh, Glorfindle and Rivers were making changed from glee to groans, then soon dwindled, and grew ominously still. "Funny, them last yelps sounded like the Three Legolasses was calling for help... chortle-chortle!"
He would have escaped entirely and quite neatly had not a smaller party of more wood-crafty ladies then surprized him. Stormrider, AnnieLT and Megn1 had him surrounded and all his poor draconic mind could think of was a famous line from some Middle Earth history text "Escaping Wolves to be caught by Spiders!"
"Who you callin' 'spiders' -- you ugly, green lizard?" Megn1 had her blade out, Orc-Slasher, and was testing its edge and point with the calloused ball of her thumb.
"Knock it off, Meggers! We're trying to ask this emerald gent fer a favour" said AnnieLT with an ingratiating smile plastered across her face. The Small Green Dragon interpreted her grin as something closer to a ghoulish leer, but was indeed grateful himself when a visibly reluctant Megn1 at last sheathed that bright, and already familiar, length of bitter steel.
Batting her lashes mightily, indeed raising a small breeze thereby, Stormrider added, "You know, SGD, I always kind of liked reptiles, in fact I even had an alligator purse once..." she faltered into silence as both AnnieLT and Megn1 turned hot frowns her way.
"What we mean," Megn1 continued with heavy emphasis upon the 'mean', "is that we hear you have some kind of 'in' with 'Legolas the Sooo Hot.' And well, we were just thinking that if he was hard-up enough to go out with DaleAnn -- well you gotta admit she's the homely one of our pseudo Fellowship, good personality, but she never plucks them eyebrows, and they do distort her otherwise acceptably plain face, what with looking like a long, furry caterpillar drawn across her forehead..."
"What we MEAN," Stormrider interrupted, running a questing finger over her own furry brow-ridge, and giving Megn1 a dirty look, "is that we three deserve a chance at this Legolas guy as well."
"Yeah," said AnnieLT, "You arrange three dates with Leggy-boy, and we get Megn1 here to give you three, free escapes from the bite of her sword. Whadda ya say? Otherwise we troop you off to have a little chat with DaleAnn..."
A slow, spreading smile flickered across his scaly lips as the Small Green Dragon looked deeply into each woman's love lorn eyes and fixed there with his Dragon's Magic an image of a straw-headed, Algamesh, or a Glorfindle, or a slightly drooly Rivers. Squealing like teeny-boppers themselves, Megn1, Stormrider, and AnnieLT, all three now "Legolas-fixated," dashed off to where the teeny hordes still held their ersatz Legolasses in a strictly confining state of seige.
"Not a bad day's work," the SGD congratrulated himself, "not bad at all." Whistling some operatic air from Wagner's Fafnir opus he set off at a brisker pace, looking for the now isolated, and presumably helpless DaleAnn. He had a final score to settle....
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From: DaleAnn Sent: 5/1/2002 5:51 AM
Karo6,
Well, I tried to show a little compassion, a little pity for you Lil Smoker. I should have not given you that headstart. I should have let them rip you to shreds where you stood. I guarantee that there will be no more moments of sympathy!
The best is yet to come......LOL........DA
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From: RobedMERLIN Sent: 5/1/2002 9:04 AM
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From: RobedMERLIN Sent: 5/1/2002 11:07 AM
standing back in the shadows , we find ROBEDMERLIN , chortling in delight at the antics of his lil green friend...........he goes off , following the lil green smoker , to observe more of his adventures...and in his mind a thought forms , and a pic of the little green dragon is sent out to those who are curious as to what he looks like........Peace (this image was lost)
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From: Stormrider Sent: 5/1/2002 12:20 PM
Well, well, well! Aren't you the brave one? Getting even with ALL OF US?!?! You are definately looking for trouble now! Beware the fate of the Lil Smoker in future episodes of OUR role play!. I don't agree with DaleAnn, that she should have had the Legolas Lovers rip you up on the spot......it is MUCH more fun to toy with you! he he he
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From: megn1 Sent: 5/1/2002 1:14 PM
There once was a dragon named Karo
Whose writings could pierce like an arrow
Tho' not in the right
He started a fight
And now he had better beware-o!
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From: Karo6 Sent: 5/2/2002 12:40 AM
Ummm, let's see, any apologies in order? Nyahhh, won't do any good, I think it was decided here (RE:Melkor/ Aule vrs a ticked-off Iluvatar) that repentance has to include a genuine regret for the original act committed AND a reasonable guarantee that there will be NO future repetitions of such acts... I fear that I fail on both counts.(BIG GRIN)
I'll just have to weather the coming storms with all the good grace that a chubby, near flightless, smokin' green dragon can muster. (tongue protrusion of enormous proportions here)
But I do protest! T'was DaleAnn whot started all this trouble back on B&N -- though I admit that draggin' Stormrider and Megn1 into it was just a sort of "collateral damage" situation, regrettable perhaps, but then these things will happen...
Stormrider's "it is MUCH more fun to toy with you!" does sound OMINOUS, and it is not fair to use poetic weapons, Megn1!
LOL - I've got a vacation coming up - maybe I'll skip off the net and out of town a bit sooner than planned!ý
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From: Lord_Algamesh Sent: 5/4/2002 12:47 AM
Fellow Tolkien-Knights,
I have been a bit pre-occupied with a variety of RL issues and as a consequence ... I have missed much of the board as of late. As I attempt to catch up a bit ... i revisit this thread and ... OH MY GOD !!!
I am speechless ...
Karo6 ... you do realize that you have fanned flames which cannot be quenched ... LOL
But seriously ... nice bit o' work. At least the boys are gettin' a little action now anyway ... hahahaha !!!
ANNOUCEMENT !!!
I guess this is as good a place as any to reveal the NEWS !!!
It appears that Algy and his wife are EXPECTING ...
A little trip to the Dr. the other day and wouldn't ya know it ... she's 10 weeks or so. It appears that lil' "Arwen" has decided to join us a little later in the year. Anyway ... that's the big news (oh yeah, a buddy of mine and I are going to Egypt the summer ... I guess that's news too ).
Life should be settling down this week so maybe I can get re-oriented with TR issues in a day or so.
Algamesh
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From: MusicMom Sent: 5/4/2002 9:45 AM
Algamesh, what great news! I'm happy for both of you--keep us posted!
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From: Soleil Sent: 5/4/2002 2:32 PM
Congrats Alg!! A (This image was lost)!!! Your life is about to change in the most wonderful ways!
Hope your vacation is super! Just remember...you are Algamesh, NOT Indiana Jones!
Soleil
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From: megn1 Sent: 5/4/2002 4:55 PM
Congratulations, Algy!
Parenthood is a true adventure...
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From: jerseyshore Sent: 5/4/2002 5:17 PM
Congratulations, DAD-To-Be! Best of to you and the proud mama.
Kathy C.
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From: Galadriel* Sent: 5/4/2002 7:31 PM
Congratulations Algamesh and hope you will have a nice vacation.
Namarie Galadriel*
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From: heb864 Sent: 5/7/2002 12:31 PM
Algy:
Best wishes to you and your wife. You are beginning the adventure of a lifetime!
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Congratulations!
Hilary
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Post by Stormrider on Feb 4, 2009 7:29:10 GMT -6
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From: Tumnus Sent: 5/8/2002 1:00 AM
Congratulations!
Are you gonna buy cigars (or a little Old Toby) for us to celebrate with?
Have a swell time in Egypt!
Tumnus
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From: Karo6 Sent: 5/8/2002 6:03 PM
Fantastic news, Algamesh!
Let's see, "Little Arwen" will soon require a horse, a bow and an Elven blade... and all the usual "gurly" sundries! Hmmm, perhaps you need to re-assign your RP Ranger to a different quest, one that will be a bit more "lucrative" in its conclusions? Just compare the end results of the Hobbit's trek to Erebor with the present "Adv. in Middle-earth" mission here on TR:
Bilbo comes home, his coffers vastly augmented, replete with gold and silver; while Frodo returns to no certain abode, no steady employment, and finds himself missing a finger!
It may be mere Dragon Talk, but I say you should ditch that dratted DaleAnn and crew before you come to a very sorry ending! Hook up instead with the Dwarves! Bilbo and Company could use another companion (especially an Ole Kaintuck Boy with a Ronsen Lighter!). Even a simple 1/15th share of all that Dragon loot is far better recompense for "ranger-services" rendered than loosing a finger and coming home to "Lil' Arwen" with no pony!
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From: Sunflowerwoman Sent: 5/9/2002 5:15 PM
Congratulations!
Karen
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From: Karo6 Sent: 5/10/2002 7:15 PM
HEY ZAUBER!
Regarding the authorship, authenticity, and "proper" protagonist of the following verse: (presented by Glorfindle on the "Whats That Word Mean" Discussion Topic)
In panoply of ancient kings,
in chainéd rings he armoured him;
his shining shield was scored with runes
to ward all wounds and harm from him;
his bow was made of dragon-horn,
his arrows shorn of ebony;
of silver was his habergeon,
his scabbard of chalcedony;
his sword of steel was valiant,
of adamant his helmet tall,
an eagle-plume upon his crest,
upon his breast an emerald
Zauber: There is some confusion and conflict concerning the progonist of this particular Lay. Many of the records written during the First Age of the Sun have been preserved imperfectly in the later editions of the Middle-earth collection. The primary works in this corpus often spawned many "reworked versions" that substituted a more familiarly heroic name for that of the less well known original. The High Scholar of All Things Middle Earthy, Uru-lai-loki (The Green Fire Worm), is of the opinion (both enlightened and authoritative) that the material Glorfindle presents above is just such a late "reworking" and so the identity of the hero it celebrates may justly be held in grave suspicion.
You, Zauber, possessing a high scholastic aptitude yourself, suggest this is a paen in honour of the meritorious actions of Earendil the Half-elven, "Lover of the Sea." It does indeed refer to the res gestae (things done) of those quite ancient times before Morgoth-Melkor was cast into the Outer Void, but this chant-version reveals several episodes of name alteration, reflecting either the imperfect source knowledge of the redactor, or some deliberate "renovations," made no doubt to curry contemporary political favour. While you, Master Zauber, have already remarked that this Lay is cast into the antique mode and form of the Beleriandic-Sindarin "Hero's Chant," it reveals, in this late edition, its author's relative ineptitude in handling the complexities of the Elven-octameter, featuring its heavy use of partial rhymes mixed with a few examples of the full. The Eldarin poets were masters of this form, their longeval lives allowing them the time to perfect their schemes of scansion, so a less masterful poet, most likely someone of the mortal races, can reasonable be inferred as the author. In fact The Uru-lai-loki ascribes this version of the "Hero's Chant" to one Bilbo Bagins, a Hobbit of The Shire (alternatively Bilbo "Cul de Sac," Bilbo "In-a-Bag," and the ambiguously hormonal Bilbo "Bolson") a minor minstrel of no great stature from the late Third Age.
This Bilbo, by all surviving and trustworthy accounts, was a "hungry" Hobbit, a character whose ill-considered actions brought war and devastation to large areas of Middle Earth. His nefarious deeds have left him defamed with the sobriquets of shame: "Thief, Burglar," and the no-doubt contemptuous epithet "Barrel Rider." We cannot be certain how this unsavory, half-pint hooligan attached himself to the up-scale environment of Rivendell, but he was definitely an inmate there -- taking unfair advantage of the public dole and Master Elrond's groaning tables -- in the closing years of the Third Age. This "Thief Bagins" found the Volumes and Scrolls of Imladris choice treasures for his literary pilferings, and to maintain his hold upon the hospitality of the Elves he appropriated the "Ancient Lay of the Green Dragon," and slid the name of Elrond's father into the places where the name of this original, draconic hero had once been. A fully restored version of the original composition includes the following definitive verses which may be advantageously compared to the later bowldeized version cribbed by Bilbo.
The Small Green Dragon stood his ground
and cast deep fear into his foes
while from his chest there came a sound
that did astound like winter blows!
The pseudo-Fellowship then ran,
including even DaleAnn,
and dropped from hands all blades of steel,
their voices squealed their panics showed
they hit the road this hapless band
and to a 'man' their heels showed.
In panoply of ancient Worms,
in hardened scales they armoured him;
his shining tail was scored with runes
to ward all wounds and harm from him.
Upon his brow the dragon horns
grew like thorns, wicked curves and long.
His talons shone like ebony,
his chalcedony limbs were strong,
and his fangs undrawn were stony.
His firery breath was gallant!
Of adamant his tail tall
its bitter point raised as his crest,
manifest death it was to all!
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From: Glorfindle Sent: 5/10/2002 7:43 PM
ROTFLMGDAO.........and to think that I was buying into the beginning!!!
Well done,
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Glor
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From: megn1 Sent: 5/10/2002 9:33 PM
Absolutely the finest piece of scholarship this board has seen!!!
It was so good, I will simply say "well done, Karo!"
(without adding a single jab or insult)
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From: Lord_Algamesh Sent: 5/10/2002 10:44 PM
Karo6,
I believe you forgot to include the concluding lines in the "Ancient Lay of the Green Dragon". I happened to run into a certain Burglar this afternoon who was kind enough to let me review the document as well. So, here's .... the rest of the story !
The troupe did run with haste unhindered
The dragon filled his lungs unfettered
With fearful glance the band did turn
Imagining their flesh to burn.
And as the dragon crested breath
A moment long, all pondered death
Then with a whoosh, hack, cough and sputter
The SGD, a wispy cloud did utter
Then silence struck the mighty band
As disbelief had dealt it's hand
With gleeful laughter and teary eyes
The party rushed back - DA's hands on her thighs
On winged flight the SGD
sobbed and moaned, "Woe, Always Me!"
Narrow retreat had saved his skin
And wisdom would advise him to return not again.
Algy
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From: DaleAnn Sent: 5/12/2002 10:12 AM
Karo6 and Algy,
Absolutely wonderful! More Please! I love this! Dueling Poetry!!!! ----DA
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From: Soleil Sent: 5/12/2002 12:07 PM
HRMPH! "Hungry" "Thief, Burglar" indeed! Master Karo6, methinks you read too much!
Bilbo Baggins (exposed and undone)
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From: Karo6 Sent: 5/13/2002 10:05 AM
When Will This Silliness Ever End?
Drat, this is the chiefest failing of Middle-earth, that it is so littered with ancient scrolls that all one needs must do, to find a new one, is to bend over and make a grasping motion with the hand! Lo, Lord Algamesh stoops, executes a sweeping gesture, and there is poetry in his clutch! Ah, but here it does not require the subtle powers of a Dragon's nose to sniff out the plane fact that something is amiss! The scent of "Larcenous Hobbit" befouls the verses Algy spouts! Textual criticism, as well as the stated intelligence that Algamesh himself let slip, reveals the spurious nature of his manuscript! Another Baggins forgery! So, dipping himself into that ever flowing, growing pool of Middle-earth tales now being brought to a finished state, the Small Green Dragon hooks-up the final truth!
Upon the mead the winds still play,
and flowers yet nod in the breeze,
here sits in study throughout the day,
(paging his way through the leaves)
the Small Green Dragon of our Lay
taking notes all the while that he reads.
The final verses true he finds
and chortles in Draconic glee,
as the import of those last few lines,
spell out plainly for all to see,
and make clear to all thinking minds,
his foes' defeat, and his victory!
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"Algamesh, in his confusion,
could not face the charging Dragon
and sought his safety thru occlusion,
hidding him beneath a waggon,
harbouring the fine delusion
that all would soon forget his braggin'!
"But he was caught in his retreat,
a disgusted Rivers crying out:
'Someone grip that coward by his feet,
and disentangle that sad lout!
Make him stand that he might meet
the Green Dragon's tail and feel its clout!'
"AnnieLT next decided,
that retreat was really valor
and with sad Algamesh she sided,
neath the wagon in her pallor,
and was in her turn derided
for ignoring those who did implore:
"'Come out Annie, come out Algy!
Please assist us in our need,
else our failure become certainty!'
And still they might have done the deed
had not defections left them three!
Three alone to front the Dragon's speed!
"Stormrider next then left their ranks,
-- claiming her pony's need of food --
and thus she won no honours nor thanks
but with her face all crimson hued,
bolted the field in her great angst,
followed by comments both hot and rude!
"DaleAnn gnashed all six teeth together
and gritted out a sickly grin,
she at least would show no white feather,
would await this rushing ruin
stand as though bound by a tether,
and try to slay this reptilian!
"Bravery must a price incur ,
and when death came with jaws agape
and in one dark motion swallowed her,
this biting deed cast Fear's black drape,
and left Panic's yammer-stammer
to raise stiff'ning hairs upon each nape.
"Glorfindle tried a vengeful act,
rose tall in his stirrups to fight,
but still went down as a toothsome snack!
And as his head passed out of sight,
he gamely tried one more wisecrack.
but Elf and words were swallowed up
when the Dragon's jaws were clamped down tight!
"The tattered Fellowship then broke,
its remnants ran, its remnants bled
while there followed close behind them smoke,
and hungry for the flesh that fled,
the Dragon hunted down this folk
drowning their cries neath his thund'ring tread!
"All these tales are come at last
to this shuddering conclusion,
seven small, dreaming humans once sassed
a great, green, and mighty dragon.
they're now the stuff of his repast,
and here have left his belly saggin'.
A post script:
"The Dragon then did turn his gaze
upon this upstart, Soleil,
and soon it was apparent made
that she'd be appendixed to his meal.""
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From: Stormrider Sent: 5/13/2002 5:35 PM
What dastardly deeds doth thy small green dragon dream now? I think the smoke (created by his hacking) has adled his brain!
The valiant steed of Stormrider would fight to the death and not run and hide. Stormrider would charge the mewly little dragon as she did the Black Riders who were gathered at the Ford. Stormrider wielding her great sword would slice through the thick skin of the small green dragon chopping off the point of his tail.
The small green dragon upon seeing his own blood would shriek bloody murder and run home to his mommy to kiss his boo boo all better.
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From: RobedMERLIN Sent: 5/13/2002 7:30 PM
The LITTLE green smoker was seen recently , in the company of ROBEDMERLIN, who has discovered a ancient scroll that details the hidden location of the "Dragon's Gate"..which as any loyal friend of the dragons knows, is the location of where the dragons dissappeared too..they have gone off to combat the rise in anti-dragonism , by bringing back the little green smokers big brother , and a few of his friends....If they can find the gate , then.................. but anyways , they are searching and hope to discover the gate soon....ROBEDMERLIN
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Sent: Monday, May 13, 2002 7:49 PM
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Subject: Re: A Warning to Karo6!!! LOL
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A Warning to Karo6!!! LOL
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From: Stormrider
What dastardly deeds doth thy small green dragon dream now? I think the smoke (created by his hacking) has adled his brain!
The valiant steed of Stormrider would fight to the death and not run and hide. Stormrider would charge the mewly little dragon as she did the Black Riders who were gathered at the Ford. Stormrider wielding her great sword would slice through the thick skin of the small green dragon chopping off the point of his tail.
The small green dragon upon seeing his own blood would shriek bloody murder and run home to his mommy to kiss his boo boo all better.
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From: Lord_Algamesh Sent: 5/14/2002 5:43 AM
Karo6,
You may have to give me a few days to "correct" your translation of the scrolls to which you refer. Having obtained the same documents, from the aforementioned Burglar (of you which so vehemently deny their validity), I have taken the liberty of consulting a certain linguist/historian of Elvish descent who was able to rebuke most of your version of the account.
I will place the corrected addition to the "Lay" in this thread as time allows .
Algamesh
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From: Karo6 Sent: 5/14/2002 1:29 PM
LOL - ok, Algamesh, but just a couple of days! Given sufficient time, we both know that confusticated Hobbit can churn out entire libraries of cleverly forged documents!
ROBEDMERLIN - intrigued by the Dragons' Gate concept! A place of refuge, where weary dragons, pursued too closely, may find rest and time for their rearming. Its great portals openning by magics atuned to the draconic mind and all "interloping persecutors" pass into mortal peril should they be foolhardy enough to essay the passage of the Dragon Gate!
Now just who among the TR crowd could ever be that foolish?
Cogitating here....
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From: RobedMERLIN Sent: 5/14/2002 10:48 PM
Ran into a rather interesting thing..AS the little green dragon and ROBEDMERLIN continue on their quest to find the "dragon's gate" referred to in the previous missive by ROBED MERLIN , ran into a long-haired ghost who kept saying: "help me Dale ann cut off my head....the voice continued saying "BEWARE blade- wielding women"
Hope the poor fellow finds his way to his rest........
Thought y'all might like to meet the little green dragon's brother...As you can see he has no problem breathing fire.lol. AS allways i am ROBEDMERLIN ,"defender of dragons"
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From: megn1 Sent: 5/14/2002 11:31 PM
Alas for the poor green dragon,
Who swallowed, but never chewed.
His victims went down whole,
Armed, clothed, and shoed.
Inside his belly was darkness
Confusion, unease, and distaste.
"Why, oh why," he pondered,
"Did I eat them in such haste?"
His form became mis-shapen,
As DaleAnn flexed her arm,
When Glorfindle kicked his foot
It increased SGD's alarm.
Where could he find release,
And escape from his deadly plight.
He realized now his mistake
Was ever to have started this fight.
Out of the woods strolled a figure,
With a sword and a coat of mail.
At the sight the green dragon winced
And gathered in his tail.
"Don't poke me again," he pleaded,
"I'm so miserable, can't you see?"
The figure laughed and smiled,
And said "Karo, you can count on me."
"Roll on your back, you fool,"
She said with a smirking grin.
"Point your belly to the sky,
And then I will begin."
The sword swished through the air,
And cleaved deep in the dragon's side,
Glorfindle popped out in a moment,
But DaleAnn tried to hide.
"I'd rather stay," her voice was heard
"I'm having too much fun.
I'm making this dragon miserable.
You know I've only begun."
"Come out" insisted the figure,
A warrior-princess type,
"Pester him from the outside,
Or wait 'til your plans are ripe."
Algy reappeared from the trees
Pity on his face.
"'Tis my duty always to heal,"
He said with his special grace.
Soon the dragon was stitched
And was once again like new,
"Learn your lesson" Megn said
"Before you swallow, chew."
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From: Glorfindle Sent: 5/14/2002 11:49 PM
BRAVO MEG!!!!!!! You have made us all proud, and the poetry was excellent!!!
If I do say so myself!! And not all bogged down by the self-serving psuedo-intellectual ravings of a certain mad man.
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Glor
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From: Karo6 Sent: 5/15/2002 2:11 AM
ARRGGHHHH!!! I have been "Megn-ed" again, and now "Glorfindled" too!
This calls for an extra, special, evil vengeance... hmmm, a three part dissertation on some arcane and scarcely comprehensible subject? "The Flouridic Effect of Alliterative Periodicity in the Pronouncements of the Valar"... yes, I think that will do nicely! No wait, FIVE parts and a bibliography!
Curses! The Small Green Dragon cried
a hand pressed to his smarting side,
where sutures crude and bandaids rude
had savagely been mis-applied!
LOL! Brava, Megn1 - your high poetics have earned you an especial opprobrium in the minds of all clever dragons! Still, thank you for the fine advice - next time you'll all be chewed to tatters, then dropped back to the ground to rot in soggy heaps! This dragon shall eschew the full ingestion of all meaty persons henceforth, and dine on soft-boiled veggies evermore! (Or not...))
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From: DaleAnn Sent: 5/15/2002 5:10 AM
Megn1,
Meg, that was wonderful! And you know me very well! Your right that I'd rather stay and cause more "indigestion"!
Karo6, this is what you get for spreading yourself too thin! All I have to do now is sit back, relax and watch while others eviscerate you! And they are doing a better job than I could!
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From: Stormrider Sent: 5/15/2002 6:57 AM
Excellent! Megn! You really did DaleAnn and Glorfindle proud! Good thing you came along with your sword! You are still humane by allowing Algamesh to repair that SGD! Very poetic, too, I might add.
Stormrider
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From: Soleil Sent: 5/15/2002 3:16 PM
Megn...
This is excellent! I'm so glad you arrived and made it possible for me to quietly make my escape!
Upstart, indeed! L'il Smokers need to learn not only to chew first, but also that it is that last greedy mouthful which causes indigestion! However, I have a compassionate nature and would gladly remove those misapplied bandages and re-apply them. The scales will grow back in time......I think....
Soleil
PS: Next to Adv in ME, this poetry is the funniest stuff I've read in a long time!
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From: Zauber Sent: 5/17/2002 7:31 AM
To Karo6:
You must be an absent-minded dragon,
For there's only one way to beat them.
Remember -- when you put the feed bag on,
To cook meals before you eat them.
This story has had great appeal,
And on this the moral hangs:
Dragon, bar-b-que, and after each meal,
Be sure to brush your fangs!
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From: RobedMERLIN Sent: 5/19/2002 1:46 PM
When last , we checked in on ROBEDMERLIN, he was pursuing the Dragon's Gate. Along with the little green Smoker......As they are exploring an area near rivendell , they happen upon a small (20 - 30) group of orcs at a picnic....He watches them for a bit, and notices a strange ritual....They have a crude drawing of a woman upon a rock and they are taking turns , throwing rocks at it from a distance....While i cannot make out all their speech from this far back , i can hear the phrase "orc killer" being repeated..Hmmmm,ROBEDMERLIN pauses in thought and decides too send a message through the eagles , hoping that the "orc killer" can be warned in time...............
In his study of the ancient scroll , he comes across a cryptic reference too a place where several lines of magic power seem to converge.as he ponders this interesting thought , the little green smoker becomes very agitated and excited..Moving over to see what the excitement is all about , he sees that the little green smoker has found prints in the ground..A dragon has recently rested here......He gets the feeling that the dragon's gate is now closer then he thought........................................
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From: megn1 Sent: 9/16/2002 8:06 PM
I'm posting to this thread to bring it to the top again. Ancient history!
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From: DaleAnn Sent: 9/17/2002 8:13 AM
Ancient History -- indeed!
To help those who weren't around or didn't read it when it was the recent history, this thread combines with the "Adventures of Middle Earth" thread on the Role-play board on a number of occasions. Here is a list of a few of the intertwining posts. There are minor references, also scattered throughout that I haven't posted here.
After reading themessages up to and including #18 here, read message 30 on the Adventure in Middle Earth thread. Come back here and read up to and including message 45. Then go back to the Adv. in ME thread and read message 43. Come back here and finish reading the thread.
Hope this helps people understand the war better. ---DA
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From: Karo6 Sent: 9/17/2002 1:45 PM
Good grief! Who is rattling these OLD BONES? Aha! Megn1 and DaleAnn... figures, they both once cherished aspirations toward becoming archaeologists, unfortunately they never quite discovered the difference between that fine and scholarly pursuit of the ancient, buried past and simple grave robbing! Now I see there is even a new, "centralized RP field" for the continued playing out of this long series of TR conflicts... shameful. And the collected works of Dragon Poetics as well? Hmmm, Glorfindle, you have entirely too much free time, perhaps some socially redeeming volunteer work is in order? I hear the Orc Rehab Center needs a refreshing coat of paint....
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From: Zauber Sent: 9/17/2002 1:59 PM
Paint?? PAINT??? The O.R.C. is going to need a lot more than paint, if your wily relatives do as Robed Merlin is hoping, and torch the place. I am busily spraying flame retardant over the roof and surrounding shrubbery right at this very moment.
But anyway, isn't working/playing on these boards socially redeeming? After all, if we weren't here making trouble, what could some of us be up to? (Shudder). It doesn't bear thinking about!
Zauber
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