Rping with a TWIST!

[PippinTook]

This rpg will truly be twisted. Leggy got a hobbit(no pans or cory) and I got the solemn ranger. OOOOkkay then. I literally jumped up and down and clapped when I saw leggy got the hobbit! YAy!
-pip

[Legoles]

NYEAH! [i don know how'da be a hobbit...]

[PippinTook]

It's quite fun actually, but a very fine art. You've gotta master the ale song, for one, and the eating, gotta make sure you eat enough! How do you be a ranger? I am afraid Terragon might end up on a table singing in an ale house.
-pip

[Legoles]

Well, then we would have a hobbit-like ranger. I must go and revive a couple threads.

Evil nintey second rule...*blasts loud LOTR music at rule*

[Amea]

Wheeeeeee!!!!! I'm A gypsy!!!! *jumps up and down*

Hey Gulio, Why do you get to be the elfling? Oh and you all wanted to know what an Elfling is?
Well...
Elflings are a product of the union of an elf and a hobbit, They have the features of both and their hair is usaly black and they go out of their way to help a friend, they are chatioc nutrail and they usaly are the reason that your in trobble in the first place. They will give their last dime to help the poor and needy. They are usaly very magicly gifted but they have some probblems with controling them. And that's what an Elfling is...

[Akamai Deredal]

::chuckles and leans back to watch the story unroll itself:: Sorry I didn't post a bio in time. Been preoccupied with the fatherly-unit and whatnot. I'm quite content watching what happens in here, though. Should be mighty entertaining. Best of luck to all of you (especially you, Leggy, you'll need it, your char being something that was born from the depths of Pip's sinking mind).

[Gulio, Strength of Many]

ooc: Sorry Akki! Hmmm....I have an idea! Akki can be an evil bad guy that's responsible for the armies! Whaddya all think?

[Akamai Deredal]

::topples over with her chair and rolls on the ground, laughing:: Ah! That would be splendid, Gulio. If you want me to be that is. Like I said earlier, I'm perfectly content watching. ::smiles and pushes herself from the floor, dusting herself off:: Oh what fun it is on the Moot.

[PippinTook]

The depths of my sinking mind...

*tea hobbits, llamas, and carrots swirling around*


how horribly eeeeevil! I sall try my best to be solemn *yawn* calm *yawn* and introverted *big yawn* lol. This should be funn! Teheee.

Leggy, if that hobbit does anything elvish, graceful, or sane, I shall be angry, teehee.

[Amea]

*smiles, her green eyes flash* We ready for an adveture? Because I'm gonna die of bordom if we don't get going...

[PippinTook]

shall we start in a pub? every rpg starts in a pub, lol.

ic: Terragon dismounted his horse, Cory-errr, I mean- Siyavash, and led him into the stable.
"I can take him for you, sir." said the stable boy.
"No thank you, I will tend to him myself." replied Terragon. He unfastened the girth and bridlestraps and hung the tack by the stall. Once his horse was tended to, he slipped into the back of the common room, quite unnoticed. His hooded face and dark green cloak did not stand out much, and his sword was hidden under long swaths of green. He ordered a pint and pulled out his pipe silently. There wasnt anything out of the ordinary, yet.

okay, I started.

[Rosie Gamgee]

Aww... too late to join, is it? I have an idea! What if Akamai and I write profiles and trade them? Would that be okay? If not, then- have fun! This (the storyline and the profile-mix-up thing) is pretty cool.

[Gulio, Strength of Many]

ooc: I don't mind at all, Rosie! If anyone objects then, say so and be beaten with a stick for being evil! Except for you, Akki. You won't get beaten with a stick, 'cuz it pertains to you. See, I'm not completely twisted, I can think! My mind is like lightning, one brillaint flash and it's gone!

Okay....*gets into Elfing mode*

ic: Avalona sat at the far end of the inn, ale in hand. She was about finished with this one, and was considering getting another. She overheard two old men gabbing about the new threat from the north; massive armies of trolls laying waste to all in their path. They were headed for Rohan now, to cut the free world in two. They would have Gondor on one side, and the Dwarves on the other. Most of the Elves were gone, so they were no longer a threat. Once Rohan fell, the two free armies would be cut off from each other, and much easier to defeat.

Just as Avalona wanted to know more, the old men's talk turned to 'more important things', like the weather, crops, and how young people today don't respect their elders.

Avalona considered asking them about the armies, but she would probably be lectured on how such things don't matter as much as getting married and settling down and having lots of kids, like good young ladies should do.

She had lived in Esargaroth all her life, and must have heard the same speech a hundred times. The people of Laketown had grown acustomed to her small size, only a few inches above five feet, but not her strange hobbies. She was almost always on or in the lake, sailing or swimming. She loved the water with an unheard of passion, for proper young ladies were to concentrate on other things, such as young men.

Avalona knew that she didn't want to get married, and would never get the chance. She was different from everyone else, a child of an inter-racial marriage. Though everyone was used to her, she was still treated slightly differently from other people her age. It didn't bother her, though. She was used to it. She would rather be on the lake, anyway. So that's where she would go.

She noticed a tall foreign (I botched that one) man enter the inn. She hadn't met someone new in quite some time, so she went ovet to go meet this stranger. "Hullo, mister. I'm Avalona. What's your name?"

ooc: I am talking to you, Pip

[Akamai Deredal]

*kisses Rosie's shoes* (Don't ask... it's a looong story, lol) Thank you! I love you! *runs off to make a bio thing-a-majig*

[PippinTook]

to her small size, only a few inches above five feet......that being my height! teehee.

ic; Terragon looked down to where the girl stood. "Terragon." he replied.
"That's nice." said Avalona. "Pardon me for asking, but where are you from? I haven't seen you around here."
"You have not. I am from the west, not too far from here." replied Terragon. He took a quick puff from his pipe.


sorry about the godmodding, gulio. I am not too sure what to say.

[Legoles]

"Scuse me, I'm sorry!" I said as I bumped into a man.

[PippinTook]

"Quite alright." mumbled Terragon. Then he looked down to see who bumbed into him. "Polly?" he asked, unbelieveing.
"Why, Polly, you old rouge! How are you?" he asked, a smile spreading across his once solemn face.

ooc; whew, I'm sorry, I had to make him say something optimistic, and he smiled. I like smiling. I am telling you, I am trying as hard as I can not to make him hobbit-like! Leggy, apparently we know eachother, lol.

[Gulio, Strength of Many]

ooc: I'm short too, Pip! I sorta mad it a mix between the tall Elvses and little Hobbitses. I guesstimated that the middle would be somewhere around five feet, but that was just a guess

ic: Avalona was just about to ask Terragon about Western lands when a litte person bumped into him. He apparently knew this person, and Avalona was shocked to see that, though the person looked about as old as she was, the person was even shorter than her! It must be a Halfling! She thought excitedly. "Are you a Hobbit?!" She asked breathlessly.

ooc: I don't mind the godmod at all, Pip!

~*Random thought*~ The other day, we were making things plural in Language class (yep, that's 9th grade work all right!) and one of the words was 'sheep'. The first thing to pop into my head was 'sheepses'. I wanted to put that down, just for fun.

Heh heh heh, Quizno'z sub commerical is on

Right, and I actually used 'tricksy' on a lanugage test! Much funnessful!

[Amea]

(Actualy elflings are more than five foot, it's more like 5'11''or 6')

I walked in, covered in mud, and blood driped from a gash in my side. I forced myself to look around at the people that surounded me, then I fell to the floor with loud thud.

[Legoles]

"Yes, I'm a hobbit. Absolutely dandy, and you?" I asked, then noticed the person limping in the door. "Oh, dear. Scuse me, must go help." I said, then ran over to where the person was slumped. "Innkeeper! Innkeeper! I need to see the innkeeper!"
"Yes, what is... Oh gods, here's a bandage, excuse me while I get sick."
'Men...' I thought, then attended to the person on the floor.