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Post by Grubhosh on Oct 9, 2002 20:16:17 GMT
O O Oo! I got one umm er suitcase
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Post by Rhiannon on Oct 9, 2002 22:20:46 GMT
*Laughs.* Ok, here we go....
Enough was enough. Why did he have such a dumb little bugger for a little brother? Why he? This silly noser had started his high pitched wail as soon as he just came near the tv remote control. Sigh. Having a family member whose only pleasure was to watch his complete collection of Sesame Street videos all the time...sitting in front of the screen playing along every dialogue with his Kermit doll. He rushed upstairs. Coming past his brother’s room, he stopped. Time for a little revenge. He didn’t bother to be particularly silent. He could hear Ernie and Bert discussing a silly topic loud enough. The floor of the room was covered with books, CDs and clothes. He picked one of the books up: Eeew, Tracy Tractor and her Farm Friends. Baby stuff. As well as the Sesame Street Jump and Run Computer game. Another one: the picture book version of LotR. Digging deeper, he found his favourite comic book as well as his book on hamster keeping he had been searching for ages. That was it. He piled as much of the books and games he could find into one corner. On top, he placed a Miss Piggy doll. Taking a few steps back, he ran and jumped right on the pile. Having more momentum than intended, he hit his head hard against the wall. He suddendly had a brief falling sensation, then there was nothing but blackness around him.
He didn’t know for how long he had been unconscious. As his vision became clear again, he saw a pair of eyes, looking at him with keen interest.
Drama or Happy End Turn?
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Post by Imrel on Oct 10, 2002 0:25:24 GMT
*A muffled call comes from backstage.* Drama!
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 10, 2002 7:04:56 GMT
*Now sitting in the front row again*
Yes drama!
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Post by Rhiannon on Oct 10, 2002 8:39:40 GMT
Ok! ;D
Before he could move an all too familiar maniac laugh shattered his ears: “Aaaaahaaahhahahaha, heheheeh. Miss Piggy, Miss Piggy, he’s back again.” This couldn’t be true. What he saw through a veil of light fog was something that resembled his brother’s Kermit doll only vaguely. A ragged bunch of green cloth with big eyes and a wide red mouth. But since when had Kermit a red eye painted over his front? He also couldn’t remember those fangs. From not too far away her could her Miss Piggy: “Ohhhhhh, Kermit, how is our little friend?” “He’s over...No, stop that! Stop that” “Ohhhh, Kermit, come on...” “Ahhhhhhhh!” From the corner of his eyes he could see Kermit running towards him, something with a blonde mane right behind him. When they finally reached him, he was even more confused. Miss Piggy’s skin had turned to a greyish brown and her large blue eyes had taken a strange yellowish color. She had a white hand aross her face and a big rusty ring through her nose. He was dreaming. There was absolutely no other explanation. And when you realised you were dreaming, it was almost over. Nothing could happen to you then. He would be awake within minutes. Grinning, he tried to sit up but the pain that made him collapse back on the ground was quite real. “What the...?” “Ohhhhhh, isn’t he cute?” he heared Miss Piggy. “Yeah, sure, but you know you can’t keep him. Masssster is waiting already.” Suddendly there was a sound not far away. He opened his mouth to shout but had a piece of cloth in it the next second. “Quick, Miss Piggy!” He felt a dragging motion and soon found himself behind a hedge in the underwood surrounding the opening where he had found himself. The sound of a horse was coming nearer.
Drama or Happy End Turn?
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Post by Jared on Oct 10, 2002 10:35:57 GMT
Drrrrrrrrrrrrrama! ;D
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Post by Grubhosh on Oct 10, 2002 21:00:42 GMT
DRAMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;D
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Oct 11, 2002 10:51:59 GMT
"Drama!" Eowyn shouts, now tossing the cookie back at Grubby, deciding to get herself some of the traditional Rohan caramel apple pie with ice cream once the show was over.
"Drama!" the crowd says, while Eowyn tries to pull herself together from the excitement of Grease...
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Post by Rhiannon on Oct 11, 2002 16:09:10 GMT
Lol, your choice!
The whole situation became increasingly confusing. A black horse with a rider was approaching. Something seemed to be very wrong with the dark person, it obviously was in an argument with itself and was twitching all the time. “Hello-o” he could hear Miss Piggy shout “over here!” He was dragged through the shrubs again. “We got him!” The swaying figure on the horse tried to maintain balance. “Uhm, well, let’s take him to the Master!” one voice said, that reminded him of a bad horror version of Bert.”Yeah, chrchrrrrrchrr” it sounded from the same person, this time with Ernie’s laughter. Suddendly the figure split and two smaller ones jumped off the horse. “Hey, you-u, Bert!” “Yeees, Ernie?” “Hey, Bert!” “Yes?” “Nothing, hchrchrrrrha!” He was dragged to his knees. “Get up!” A rope around his neck was tied to the saddle. And after another lenghty discussion, they set off. Wandering for hours into an eastern direction, they reached a huge river. “Ok, quiet everybody” the black robed Bert version commanded, “this is the territory of those long eared green guys
Well, you probably know by now: ....?
Btw, two of my best friends are getting married this weekend, so I'll probably be offline until Sunday evening. Just glad I'm not the one who's responsible for the rings.... ;D
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Post by Imrel on Oct 12, 2002 5:04:35 GMT
(You should probably know by now too, lol.)
*Imrel calls from where she is still backstage, but listening nonetheless.* Is there still room for some drama?
(Congrats to your friends, and have fun at the wedding!)
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Oct 12, 2002 12:29:38 GMT
Eowyn can't help but giggle as she hears the name Miss Piggy. "Muppets strike again!" she whispers as she enjoys the story.
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Post by Rhiannon on Oct 13, 2002 20:39:05 GMT
He looked around. The only living creature beside his kidnappers was a huge black bird, picking at the intestines of a cadaver lying on the sand next to the river. Feeling hungry himself by now, too, he carefully tried to search his pockets with his tied hands. All he found was an old pink marshmellow. He recognized it as one of the kind that tried to imitate a strawberry taste but couldn’t remember the green and grey spots. He swallowed hard, closed his eyes and opened his mouth. “Ahhhahaha, look what he has!” Miss Piggy snatched the marshmellow from his hands and stuffed it in her mouth “Hmmm, great, ahahhhhhhaaa.” Suddendly while everybody was looking at him, a tiny arrow hit a tree, missing Kermit only by centimetres. “Cover! Cover!” In the confusion as Ernie and Bert argued which way round the tree for cover they should take and Miss Piggy chased Kermit into the underwood, he felt a sharp sensation at his wrists. He could move his hands again. Looking down, he saw a group of green gerbils waving bows and tiny swords. His kidnappers had detected them now, too. Acting as if nothing had happened, he kneeled down behind a rock. As soon as he was out of the way, hundreds of arrows zipped past, aimed at Kermit and the others. From the sounds and noises, fire was returned immediately. He heard the group rush past his rock and the clang of sword fights. Not daring to look back , he started running back into the forest. He climbed the largest tree he could find and tried to hide in the leaves.
A short time later he heard angry shouts coming nearer. His heart skipped a beat as his torturers appeared among the trees, arguing whose fault his escape was. Suddendly they turned left and dissappeared. He exhaled and decided to wait for the night. As soon at it was dark, he climbed down. He knew it was probably a bad idea but he just had to go back and fight out what had happened to this green creatures. Reaching the river again, the traces of a heavy fight couldn’t be missed. And in the trampled grass, many little bodies were lying next to tiny broken weapons. Hearing a faint noise, he kneeled down and took one of them into his palm. The gerbil was still breathing. A small voice whispered: “Go...you must....they will chase you....find it...” “What? What should I find” “The ring....it was stolen...together...with our Lord...They took him... Find the elven ring ...of our Lord...” And where?” “Eeeast...” With a last sigh the little warrior became limp in his hands. He gently placed it down again. The only thing he understood right now was that he had to go east to find something important. And that he would be chased with no mercy as soon as the black group had found his trail again. Looking at the stars, he made his decision and climbed down, reaching the river.
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oh, and the wedding was really beautiful. The weather was great, just a little bit cold (9°C, my boyfriend and I already decided that at least we will have our wedding in a summer month ;D...), everything went smooth and we really had a nice party.
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 14, 2002 7:20:55 GMT
*Sits on the edge of his seat, biting his nails. * I guess we should go for a happy end now. (Glad you had a nice time Rhia  |
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Oct 16, 2002 12:25:49 GMT
"Ah yes, the happy ending," Eowyn says joyfully. She glances at the leftover of the cookie and eats a small piece.
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Post by Rhiannon on Oct 17, 2002 18:00:13 GMT
Just as he reached the middle of the river, he heard another tiny voice shouting. Looking around he saw a branch stuck behind a stone. Getting closer, he saw another gerbil between the leaves. He carefully untangled it."Are you ok?" he asked. "Yeah, although I seem to be the only survivor of our army." "Well, one of your comrades asked me find something. A ring. Can you help me?" "The ring of our Lord...yes, a sad story indeed. We followed its trace to this river when we were...anyway, there is only one possibility where who took it. The black riders that chase you, too. No, I don't want to know what trouble you are in but if you help us, maybe we can be of service to you, too." He just nodded: "Uh, fine, but we're only two against an army" "I know where we can get help! Do you mind carrying me?" "No, that's ok" They reached the other side of the river and went into the forest. After a while, his little passenger stopped him. "Do you see this hole?" "Sure." "We, er..., I have to go in there. You know, there's a very wise old hamster living here. There are a few things I want to ask him. It's a tradition to bring a present. Unfortunately I lost everything in the river. Do you have anything with you?" "Well..." Searching his pockets he produced several pieces of string, chewing gum, a coin and a pingpong ball. Looking at his treasures he said "I don't know..." Then he noticed the fascinated look in his little friends eyes. The gerbil was touching the ball:"Ohhhh, I've never seen anything as perfect as this....It's so white, round and smooth...Mind if I take it?" "No, go ahead" Quickly, the gerbil took the ball and vanished into the hole.
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