The Entmooters' Party!

[Rána Eressëa]

Heh...I couldn't help myself Whether you were a part of "What would you do?" or not, please join in on the madness!

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(Rogue Elf sits impatiently near the door, waiting for the party guests to show up. Suddenly the doorbell rings, and she jumps up to answer it.)

Rogue Elf: Ah! FrodoFriend! You've made it!
FrodoFriend: [looking stark-raving mad] Lembas! Lembas! Where are they at?! Show me! NOW!!!
Rogue Elf: [jumps back] Ohhhkay... [points to the kitchen] In there!
FrodoFriend: [dives into the kitchen]
Rogue Elf: And don't eat all the cheesy poofs!!!

RRIIIIINNNGGG! RIINNNGG!

Rogue Elf: Who is it this time? [opens door]
Feraway: Hey! What's up, chica?
Rogue Elf: Hey! Come on in! Just don't go into the kitchen yet... [whispers] ...FrodoFriend is eating lembas.
Feraway: [gasps!] Uh-oh. Well, thanks for the warning.
Rogue Elf: You're welcome. [smiles]
Feraway: I'm gonna walk around.
Rogue Elf: Go on ahead.

(Feraway disappears up the stairs. Doorbell rings again. Rogue Elf dashes for it.)

Rogue Elf: WHASSUP??!!
Samwise of the shire: [shrieks] AHHH!!!
Rogue Elf: Oh, I'm sorry.
Sam: S'all right.
Rogue Elf: Well, come on in and do something. Whatever you want, I guess. Everyone's just starting to show up.
Sam: I'll go get a drink. [walks off]

(The doorbell rings yet again. Rogue Elf answers.)

Rogue Elf: Hello, Churl! What'd you bring with ya?
Churl: Some good ol' Dwwwaaaarrrrrvvvviiiissshhhhh ALE!!! [sprays Dwarvish Ale around the room]
Rogue Elf: [shrieks] And I just CLEANED this place!!!

RRIIIINNNGG!! RIINNGGGG!!

Rogue Elf: It'll never be spotless white again... [sniffles] ...Tesseract! You made it!
Tesseract: AI! AI! I told you I would! You know, just because--

RIIIINNGGGG!!! RIIINNGGGG!!!

Rogue Elf: Oh, hold on a second. [opens door]
Jerseydevil: I found it! Oh, the wonder of it all! I almost got lost looking for this place, you know...but then I ran into those wonderfully nice elves again and they--
Rogue Elf: Great! Perfect! Sit down! Have a drink! Whatever!
FrodoFriend: [yelling across the house] LLEEEEEMMMBBAASSS!!!!
Churl: [yelling back in reply] DWWWAAARRRRVVVVIIIISSHHH ALE!!!!
FrodoFriend: MMUUUSSSHHHRROOOOOMMMSSSS!!!!
Churl: MEEEEEAAAAAAAADDD!!!!
Jerseydevil: What? Are you all a bunch of drug addicts now?
FrodoFriend: WEEEEEEEEEEEEDD!!!!
Rogue Elf: [shakes head] I'm afraid so...

(Someone rings the doorbell to the tune of "Jingle Bells".)

FrodoFriend: AHA! I know who that is!!! [makes a run for it to the door] I'LL GET IT!!!
Rogue Elf: Hey! What are you--
FrodoFriend: I CAN FLLYYY!!! [crashes into the door]
Rogue Elf: [cringes] Girl...no more lembas for you.
Jerseydevil: [answers the door] Wayfarer! How's it been going?
Wayfarer: [whips out a staff] I am a servant of the UBER LEET, wielder of the MAD SKILLZ! POWERGAMING will not avail you--
Jerseydevil: Umm...I think that thread ended already...
Wayfarer: Oh... [pauses] ...kinda hard to get out of the habit...
Jerseydevil: I understand. Come on! Join the party!
Wayfarer: [looks down at FrodoFriend] What happened to her?
Jerseydevil: Lembas. Want one?
Wayfarer: [raises eyebrows] Ehh...no thanks...

RIINNGG!! RIIINNGG!!

Rogue Elf: [sighs] The door is open, Hugo!!!
Hugo Weaving: Oh, I knew that. Galadriel, honey! Come! The party has begun!
Galadriel: [walks in gracefully] Oh, what a nice little place you have here, Rogue Elf. It's a shame you didn't chose to go to live in Middle-earth. By the way...where are the hobbit Frodos at?
Rogue Elf: Hmm...running around here somewhere I'm sure...

(Frodo #1 and Frodo #2 run by throwing ice cream at each other.)

Rogue Elf: AHH!!! NOO!!! NOT THE COUCH! NOT THE COUCH! [runs after them]
Hugo: Heh heh heh...this is so amusing!!! [twitches]
Jerseydevil: Want a lemba?
Hugo: Ah! LEMBAS!!! Give them to me!
Jerseydevil: They're in the kitchen.
Hugo: [runs into the kitchen] AH-HA-HA-HA!!! LEEMMBBAASSS!!!

(FrodoFriend wakes up suddenly and stands to her feet.)

FrodoFriend: You-know-who isn't here yet...is he?
Rogue Elf: Yes, he is. Why?
FrodoFriend: MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!! [skips off laughing] I've got a GREAT game we can play! Eh-heh-heh-heh!!!

RRIIIIINNNGGG!! RIIINNNGGG!!

Rogue Elf: For Eru's sake, the door is still open!!!!!
bropous: Oh, picky, picky, aren't you?
Rogue Elf: Oh, hey, bropous! Whassup?!
bropous: [looks up, scrunches face] Looks like chocolate ice cream to me...
Rogue Elf: [screeches] AHH!!! GET YOUR BUTTS OVER HERE, FRODO #1 AND FRODO #2!!! I'MA STRANGLE YOU!!! [runs off again]

(Suddenly the doorbell is rung again, and in walks...)

[emplynx]

EMPLYNX who chills on Rogue Elf's computer and talks to all the 'mooters who can be present.
EMPLYNX: It is 15 after! Where is Starr Polish?

[Nibs]

[Nibs hobbles through the door]
Rogue Elf: Hello! Good morning!
[Nibs stares at her, unfeelingly]
Nibs: [bitterly] What do you mean? Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that it is a morning to be good on?
Rogue Elf: Uh, all of them. Come on in.
[Nibs straightens out and smiles]
Nibs: Splendid! I was just kidding, you know. I brought Middle-Earth Monopoly.
[He pulls a box from behind his back]
Rogue Elf: Wonderful! Get a game going.
[Nibs hurries on in and challenges Bropous to a game by gingerly whacking him in the back of the head with it]

[Comic Book Guy]

Keep Roleplaying to the RPG forum.

[Rána Eressëa]

But it's not roleplaying. It's story telling! Yeesha. Oh well...

[emplynx]

strange.

[Nibs]

Nibs: Hey! Who let that moderator in on the party?? They can start their own and then break it up, if they like!
[FF starts frothing at the mouth and attacks Comic Book Guy]
Frodo Friend: He's not one of us!! How does it taste, precioussss?
[Comic Book Guy flees]


Anyone, feel free to join in... the fun's fine.

[Laurelyn]

Laurelyn: *steps in gingerly, hoping that no bombs will land on her head* Hello! I really don't belong here . . . but the sign on the door said "please join in the madness," so I decided to.
*gets hit on the head by flying ice cream thrown by some Frodo or another* !@#$%^&!!!!!!!! I forgot to be aware of UFIC's!! (unidentified flying ice creams) *shakes ice cream out of her eyes*
RE: *runs by* Oh, hello!
Laurelyn: Oy! I see what you mean about "join the madness . . ."
FrodoFriend: Lembas . . .
Laurelyn: *raises eyebrows*
Hugo: Lembas . . . .
Laurelyn: *backs away slowly* *muttering* Why do I expect one of them to say "My preciousssssss" right about now?
FrodoFriend: My preciousss . . .
Laurelyn: *Runs into the other room* *sees Frodo # 1 and #2 hiding behind a couch* What are youguys up to?
Frodo 1: *whispering* Hiding From RE . . . she is really gonna kill us . . . please don't give us away!
Laurelyn: No, I won't give you away, although you did hit me in the head with some flying ice cream.
Frodo 2 *looks sheepish* Sorry.
Laurelyn: Y'know, the only reason I'm not giving you guys away is cause you're both awfully darned cute . . .
Frodos 1 and 2: We are? Why, thank you . . .
Laurelyn: *slaps herself* *muttering* Wait, Laurelyn, aren't they already . . . er . . . claimed by Sam and FrodoFriend? Or RE and . . . well, they're already claimed. . . . Damn! REminder to self . . . Must not attempt to kiss Frodo, must not attempt to kiss Frodo . . .
Laurelyn: Er . . . see ya! *runs off to see about that lembas*

[Comic Book Guy]

It's Evil being fun.

[Laurelyn]

And it's fun being evil, too . . .

[Rána Eressëa]

(Rogue Elf darts around each corner looking for the two mischievious Frodos: Frodo #1, who belongs to FrodoFriend, and Frodo #2, who belongs to Sam. Actually, she didn't care who they belonged to -- she was gonna get her hands on them if it was--)

FrodoFriend: Rogue! Rogue! Everyone's getting in the pool! They just crowd-surfed Hugo and emplynx in the water!!!
Rogue Elf: Don't care! Must...find...Frodos! AND STRANGLE THEM!!!
FrodoFriend: [gasps and tackles RE angrily to the floor]
Rogue Elf: [gets away and runs for the living room] Laurelyn! Laurelyn! Have you seen the Frodos?!
Laurelyn: Err...hmm...no! Nope, not at all. [shrugs] Sorry.
Rogue Elf: ARGH!! WHERE ARE THEY?!
FrodoFriend: [starts singing softly] You're going to go to beeeed...and dreeeaam...happy dreams abooouut...
Laurelyn: [arches eyebrows]
Rogue Elf: [smiles slyly and calms down] You know...I'm not so mad anymore. I wouldn't strangle the Frodos...they're too sweet...
FrodoFriend: Eh heh heh heh....this is so amusing! [twitches] MUUSSHRROOOOMSS!!!!
Rogue Elf: LEEEMMMBBAASSS!!!
Frodo #1: MEEEEEAAAAADD!!!!
Frodo #2: WEEEEEEEEEEEDD!!!
Laurelyn: [slowly creeps away]
Rogue Elf: TO THE POOL!

(Rogue Elf, Frodo #1, and Frodo #2 run out to the pool. Laurelyn has already escaped to there, and FrodoFriend is standing in the living room alone, snickering...)

FrodoFriend: Now...time for my masterful plan! Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-- *cough* ha *cough*
Jerseydevil: And what would that be?
FrodoFriend: [shrieks!] AHHH!!! Oh, sorry, it's just you.
Jerseydevil: Yeah, I just appear whenever I feel like it. [smiles]
FrodoFriend: Well...erm...I have to go! [runs away giggling]

(As FrodoFriend gets ready for her "masterful" scheme, down at the pool...)

[Evenstar]

*Evenstar waits quietly at the door, shuffling her feet, anxiously awaiting her invitation*

[Nibs]

'Tis an Entmooters party. That means you're invited, Evenstar.

Hmm... I dislike existing only in my own excerpts... and why is Frodo-Friend getting such a bad rap? I hope nobody minds being in this without knowing it.

Misnomer: the attitudes portrayed in this writing are not essentially based on truth, but are exceptionally funny, if I do say so myself.

[Nibs, Bropous, Wayfarer, and Tessaract are busy over M-E Monopoly]
Wayfarer: Give up, mortal! Surrender your pecuniary assets to me else I seize them by force!
Bropous: Do you always have to talk like that?
Wayfarer: Buck over da dough, fool, 'fore I PK yo' little shiz.
Bropous: Okay, that's even worse.
Tessaract: Whose roll is it?
Nibs: Mine.
Tessaract: So... get the dice and GO.
Nibs: Can't. Frodo Friend is caressing them.
[FF holds them in her cupped left hand, running her right hand over]
Frodo Friend: My preciousesss...
[Wayfarer takes them; Frodo Friend goes away muttering about some scheme]
Nibs: Ooookay... lucky, lucky seven... I want to heckle Tessaract while he's in jail...
Tessaract: That's not even funny...
[Nibs rolls a seven, squeals, then moves his piece to the corner]
Nibs: Hey, how's it going, man? What are you in for?
Tessaract: ...three doubles...
Nibs: Oh, tough luck... do they have everything you need? Plenty of toilet paper? How are your arthropod roommates treating you?
Tessaract: Shut up and pass the dice!
[Nibs hands them to Bropous]
Bropous: Thanks. Hey, if I get an eleven we can both heckle Tessaract!
[Tessaract folds his arms and lets his head collapse on them]
Nibs: I'll cross my fingers.
[Bropous rolls an eleven; Nibs squeals again and puts Bropous' piece next to his]
Bropous: [to Tessaract] Hey, man... I know how it is... I just got out five turns ago...
Nibs: We've all been there... don't get down on yourself...
Tessaract: [muttering to himself] Two more turns, just two more turns...
Wayfarer: [grabs the dice] Yipee ki-ay! My turn now! If I roll a fifteen I can join you guys!
[everyone but Tessaract laughs; Wayfarer rolls a two and gets a chance card]
Wayfarer: I cannot read the fiery letters... ha! Just kidding! Go directly to jail! Tessaract, we can be jail-buddies for two turns!
[Tessaract smiles sarcastically as he pantomimes hanging himself]


Wow... I learned more about you guys by writing this than anything...

[Nariel Starfire]

Nariel: {Enters with a very bombed and confused Orlando BLoom on her arm}

[Rána Eressëa]

Actually, I'm not giving FF a bad rap -- it's a big inside joke only FF would understand

And maybe...a few...extra...people, too

FF, get your booty on here and post, girl!

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(Rogue Elf sneaks through the large crowd of people and goes into the kictchen. In a large glass bowl on the table she spotted the lembas and quietly crept over to them. She takes one look around, sees no one, and instantly grabs the bowl and runs off with it.)

A half hour later...

Nibs: [looks around] Does anyone notice Rogue's been missing for a while now?
bropous: Isn't that supposed to be a good thing? The less halfwits, the better! [rolls dice]
Tesseract: Well, I'd hate to be here when she gets back and finds the mess Frodo #1 and Frodo #2 did...
Wayfarer: [looks up] Where?!
Tesseract: [points over to the large, mishap tent made of ice cream-stained sheets strewn over two chairs and a couch]
Wayfarer: [gives off a low whistle] Oh, yeah. They're dead.
bropous: Aha! Seven! SEVEN! I'm on Gondor!!!
Nibs: [smiles evilly] And I own it.
bropous: [goes silent] NOOOOOOO!!!

(Meanwhile, Evenstar stumbles upon a rather disoriented Rogue Elf.)

Evenstar: [gasps!] What happened to you?!
Rogue Elf: [eyes grow wide and hungry] Leembaaass...
Evenstar: [arches eyebrows] Huh?
Rogue Elf: [hiccups] Lembas! [tilts to the left] And some god ol' Dwwaaarrrrvviiiissshhhh Ale! [hiccups]
Evenstar: Ooh...not good. [shakes head] Hey, Elrond!!!

(Hugo bounces into the room.)

Hugo: It's Hugo! Not Elrond! I just play Elrond in the movie!
Evenstar: Whatever -- just help Rogue Elf here... [whispers] ...lemba overdose...
Hugo: [gasps!] So that's where they all went! FORGET IT! [stomps off muttering]
Evenstar: Oopsy...umm...GALADRIEL!!!
Galadriel: [steps gracefully into the room] Hello, Even-- [trips over a shoe and falls flat on her face]
Evenstar: [cringes] Ouch! [leans over] Are you alright?
Galadriel: [hops back up] Yes, I'm fine. [straights up her dress] What is it that you called me for?
Evenstar: Rogue Elf. Overdose. Lembas.
Galadriel: [gasps!] This is a serious matter! [thinks quietly] But I'm afraid I can't help.
Evenstar: Why?!
Galadriel: [sighs] Here, how about this? The poison of the sweet Lembas and bitter Dwarvish Ale will fade off when someone likes her even when she's a disheveled drunk. There, happy?
Evenstar: What's this look like to you? DISNEY?
Galadriel: I said like. My Eru, you little ones have such imaginations! Say you're her friend and mean it and it goes away! The end!
Evenstar: Oh, alright. I'm Rogue Elf's friend.
Rogue Elf: LEEEEEMMBBAAAASSS!!! [hiccups]
Evenstar: [blinks] Didn't work.
Galadriel: Fine. Smack her head.
Evenstar: [smacks Rogue Elf's head]
Rogue Elf: [snaps awake from her drunkeness] Hey! WHERE ARE THOSE FRODOS??!!
Galadriel: Wallah. The magic of Galadriel does not cease.
Rogue Elf: [darts off down the hall] I'M GOING TO STRANGLE YOU FRIGGIN' LITTLE RATS!!!

In the distance...

Frodo #2: [squeals] AHH!!!
Frodo #1: RUN!!!

[Nibs]

Yes, collaborate with us, Frodo Friend... you can even make yourself less psychotic than we have if you like, though you make up for some quite good comic relief.

Does anyone else think the M-E Monopoly game situation turned out quite funny? I wish they'd make that game... maybe they will.

[galadriel88]

*There is a knock on the door. Rouge Elf answers and Galadriel88 walks in.*
GALAD88: Hi everyone, how's it going?
RE: Um...see for yourself.
*Galad88 looks around and sighs*
GALAD88: Well what can you expect, mooters are just crazy like that. Not that I'd act that wild, sheesh!
*Galad88 now spots Galadriel*
GALAD88: What are you doing here?
GALADRIEL: What do you mean?
GALAD88: There can't be 2 Galadriels! There's just not room for the two of us in this town.
*Galad88 starts walking towards Galadriel, her eyes burning with hatred. They proceed to get in a catfight.*
WAYFARER: It's the Battle of the Galadriels! Place your bets now!
*All start cheering on the 2 contenders.*
CHURL: Who wants some Dwarvish Ale?

[Nazgûl Queen]

*The door is flung open and Morauko, Queen of the Nazgul, rushes in and jumps between Galad88 and Galadriel, glaring at Galad88*

I'd love to let you kill her.... but you see, she is the Grandmother of Tinuviel... and I'm Tinuviel's guardian... so if you hurt Galadriel I'll have to kill you!

*Brandishes her sword and Galad88 slowly backs away*

Much better. See that you dont do it again.

*Looks for RogueElf to show her where the kitchen is...*

[Laurelyn]

Laurelyn: *watches catfight quietly in the distance* OOOooookkaaayy . . . right . . .*sneaks off*

*bumps into the Frodos again* Oh! You! Er, why, um . . . hiding from RE again?
Frodo #1 Yep.
#2: She's busy, so we took our chance.
Laurelyn: I see. *thinking to self: must not kiss Frodo, must not kiss Frodo . . .* Y'know, I better go elsewhere.
Frodos: Don't give us away!
Laurelyn: Whatever . . . *runs off to other room, ends up near the monopoly game*Heyo, whatcha doing?
Bropous: *grumbles* Paying what I owe Nibs for Rent.
Laurelyn. Oh. I take it that's expensive?
Bropous: Yep. *alarm goes offf* Oh, there's the understatement of the century alarm . . . better go turn it off. *fiddles with something on the wall. IT stops beeping* There.
Laurelyn: Ah, whatever . . . *goes back to see what's left of the catfight.

[Celebwen]

*runs through the doorway holding a can of cheese whiz. She grabs what's left of the lembas and starts making an origami cow by sticking the pieces together with....CHEESE! She then, of course, proceeds to where the guys are playing monopoly and showers them with cheese*
Celeb: The power of CHEESE!! Mwahahahahaha........ow.............*trips over the same rock that Galadriel tripped over. She stands up again looking evil* MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHA....*gag* This stuff is powerful.......MWAHAHA!!!!!!