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Post by The Witch King on May 11, 2002 8:28:32 GMT
*Enters the room, although the sound of his heavy boots in the corridor forewarned everyone of his arrival. Strides over to the fireplace. The clanking of chains and the swish of his cloak are the only sounds in the room. He warms his hands in front of the fire for some time before speaking.*
Carry on!
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Post by Elidor on May 11, 2002 10:46:00 GMT
*walks in*
Ahh...that's better... ;D ;D
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Post by The Witch King on May 11, 2002 17:40:35 GMT
I particularly liked that last song where Sauron outwitted the Elves and Men. ;D
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Post by Rhiannon on May 11, 2002 18:11:42 GMT
*Comes over from the Feasting Hall and joins the others.*
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Post by Imrel on May 11, 2002 23:01:17 GMT
will anyone else favor us with a song or poem?
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Post by Vaire Aiste on May 12, 2002 1:42:23 GMT
*comes into the hall and sits on the floor* Well, I'd volunteer if all of my stuff didn't suck.
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Post by Jared on May 12, 2002 2:59:43 GMT
I must say that I've always been a great fan of the short little poem in Eli's signature. But she left out two lines. This may not be a real enjoyment, but here goes: Oh lovely snowball packed with care,
Smack a head that's unaware.
Then with freezing ice to spare,
Melt and soak through underwear.
Fly straight and true, hit hard and square.
This, oh snowball, is my prayer.And no doubt many have heard me yelling it in several places before.  Nevermind. I drank too many sports drinks today. *Arches eyebrow at Arethusa.* Well, Arethusa, whether they suck is for the audience to judge. Come on! ;D |
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Post by Vaire Aiste on May 12, 2002 7:03:11 GMT
*blushes* I think I'll work on them some more before I present them to everyone... so next please?
(( I can find stuff that's not mine that's good to use, but not my stuff yet ))
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Post by Arwen on May 12, 2002 8:05:10 GMT
I have a riddle from the creature Gollum
(Another thread on this board reminded me of it)
Alive without breath;
as cold as death;
never thirsting, everdrinking;
Clad in mail, never clinking.
Drowns on dry land,
thinks an island is a mountain;
thinks a fountain is a puff of air.
So sleek, so fair.
What is it?
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Post by Vaire Aiste on May 12, 2002 8:20:03 GMT
Hmm.... can it be a whale? or a dolphin? fog? wave?
(( I got a few other ideas if none of these are it ))
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Post by Elidor on May 12, 2002 13:23:21 GMT
Is it a fish? I am never good at riddles  |
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Post by Imrel on May 12, 2002 16:53:33 GMT
eli, a fish fits the description perfectly. ;D
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Post by Arwen on May 12, 2002 17:42:15 GMT
It is indeed a fish! ;D
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Post by Vaire Aiste on May 12, 2002 17:47:54 GMT
Bah humbug. I was right in the beginning and then I asked my dad what he thought about my answer and he gave all these other suggestions... I'm never asking him about this stuff again.
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Post by Arwen on May 12, 2002 17:55:28 GMT
Well it was right, sort of.
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Nevermind. I drank too many sports drinks today.