LN and the Men/Woman in Tights- The Pit of dun Dun DUN!!!

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Postby Losthoroniel » Tue Sep 10, 2002 6:38 pm

A fell wind blew from the west on the crisp morning air and a fair boat anchored off an abandoned shore. A cloaked figure came off quickly with a fair horse following behind, golden in color he was and when they reached the ground they immediately took off down the untrodden road towards the castle that loomed in the distance. The castle stood tall against the dark mountains, like a star against a dark sky. <BR>While the rider was heading towards the castle, something else was happening. The King had been called away to lead a great host of Elves against their foes who were attempting to overthrow the King and destroy his village. The King's brother was to take over in the Kings place but the Brother had another thing in mind.<BR><BR>The rider raced ahead, urging her horse to go with much speed and the horse went faster. His ground eating strides carried them closer and closer to the castle, a glint of sun through the shadows the horse raced on and on, knowing the urgency in which he must run. The castle grew closer and closer, the gates of the village could now be seen although far off. The suns last rays dancing on the silver gates but only for a while for the sun sank behind the sea and all grew dark. She had to reach her father before he left for war but worried about her Uncle who poisoned her fathers mind and did not know how to get to him...<BR><BR>(okay, okay, this isn't really "Men in Tights" material but Ihad to get something on here so I won't get in TOO much trouble. I know it isn't that funnyright now but as soon as we get going I'm sure you guys will be able to change that... <img src="http://www.tolkienonline.com/mb/i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0> )
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Postby ThreadStalker » Tue Sep 10, 2002 6:57 pm

As an opening post for an RP thread, this falls far below standard. I strongly suggest that you review the guidelines for this forum and search out one of the informational threads for Role Play here at TORC. I further suggest you read the Role Play 102 thread before continuing.
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Postby Losthoroniel » Tue Sep 10, 2002 7:27 pm

I'm sorry about that, I'll edit it but I just went to the guidelines thread but I can't find anything about opening posts, can you tell me what I need to put? I feel kinda stupid not knowing what to do on an RP but I want to make this thread one where people will come and keep on coming and to do that I will need your help, so if you can I will greatly appreciate it. Thanks! <img src="http://www.tolkienonline.com/mb/i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>
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Postby erinhue » Tue Sep 10, 2002 7:51 pm

As was suggested you might read Role Play 102. I have been RPing around here for some time now and writing is a good part of how I earn my living In Real Life.<BR><BR>I started the thread in response to the questions you just asked. I thought that if the mods were going to enforce the standards and guidlines then there ought to be a place for people to get info on just how to do that. Join the class as a sort of RP but read my posts as I try to address different issues that come up in RP writing. If I recall the last sessions covered opening posts but I urge you to look through the thread.
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Postby Losthoroniel » Tue Sep 10, 2002 7:54 pm

I'm sorry to ask so many questions, and I know this answer is somewhere, but where is the RP 102? I can easily get lost in this place so if you can just direct me towards the right thread I'll be greatful. Once again, I thank you!
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Postby erinhue » Wed Sep 11, 2002 4:55 am

LOL I am sorry TORC was a great deal smaller when I first started and I tend to forget how big it is now.<BR><BR>The thread is in The Prancing Pony,( although I hear a verson of it will be transfered here) You could use Search to find it under "Role Play 102 Advanced Class" Ya might also wanna look up Role Play 101 as well.<BR><BR>What I will do is locate the particular post on opening threads and repost it here for you, although I will probably regret doing that as you will then not read the thread, but I stuck my neck out here so I will follow through. Just ta let ya know I am not completely selfless, I expect each one who "takes the class" to one day start of a wonderful story for me to join and post to.<img src="http://www.tolkienonline.com/mb/i/expressions/face-icon-small-wink.gif"border=0>
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Postby erinhue » Wed Sep 11, 2002 5:03 am

There are two ways in general to start an RP thread. One is by some sort exposition or narration. The other is by use of a scene. I personally prefer to open with a scene because it is the best way to draw people into the story in the quickest time. Opening with a narrative passage puts a bit more pressure on because you will have to compensate for the distancing of the reader with some great prose or an intriguing situation, but it is the best way to give people information about the tale. <BR><BR>When you have a good idea on the background of the story, lets say some creature has been awakened and is attacking the kingdom. You might start with a narration of the beast’s discovery and awakening and end it with the town coming under attack by the beast. You might mention the name of the King who will fight the beast or a wandering hero who has come to town and will fight the beast or you can have a group of towns folk rally and go out to fight the beast. <BR><BR>This is giving suggestions for characters and openings for people to have their character be one of the towns people or a servant of the King or the wandering Knight. You show you have a command of the story by specifying some of the roles needed to tell your tale. You also weave in reasons others not directely effected would want to join in. You can have the king offering a reward and let that end your passage. Now you can have bounty hunters, adventurere, who ever, come to try and win the reward by fighting the dragon and off you go.<BR><BR>Same premise but you want to open with a scene. First you must choose the place and the action that will happen in your scene. You might set it in the local tavern. Taverns and inns are such popular places to start because anyone can be in the bar and over hear what is going on and it is a place where having someone just walk up to a character would not seem out of place. Taverns are great for the interaction of strangers, which is what ya have when you start a thread.<BR><BR>The key for both is your attention to detail. You want to pull the reader in and intrigue them enough to want to join. You don’t need to have the whole story worked out, the joint planning is a good chunk of the fun in these things, but you should have enough that you can toss out some action that will make others want to know more.<BR><BR>Set your opening post in a Hobbit’s comfortable hole where he is having a nice comfortable lunch and you have no story, no reason to read further or join in. Now just have a wizard and a crew of unruly dwarves come unexpectedly to tea and you’re off.<BR><BR>Adding detail to simple sentences will add layers to your opening post. Let’s say you are starting out with the premise that some evil threatens the land and a message must be sent to the king. If you have your messenger, “gallop across the plains toward the palace with a message for the king,” not many fish are gonna bite. Now have your messenger, “racing against the coming storm to deliver a desperate plea meant only for the eyes of the king.” Which one would you join? I thought so.<BR><BR>Both partial sentences above say essentially the same thing, but after reading the second one we learn the message is a desperate plea. Why desperate? What has occurred? The rider is not just riding along he is racing ahead of the coming trouble as represented by the storm. What trouble? What’s the hurry? It isn’t just any old message to the king , it is of “your eyes only” importance. What does it say? What would happen if it fell into some one else’s hands? <BR><BR>Already we have intrigue and conflict and action. We have questions about the story and that is what you want, to create in an Opening Post that will pull people in and have them wondering right away, what happens next and what can my character do in the situation. <BR><BR>An opening post is advertising for the story that is to come. It is a recommendation for the person opening the thread. An opening post should include enough background for others to realize what kind of story you plan to tell. Is it a treasure hunt or open warfare? An opening post should set up a situation that calls for the attention of the characters mentioned and leaves openings for the characters of others to ‘come upon the situation” and join the thread. An opening post should establish some reason for the various characters to be coming together. An opening post should point at the direction the tale is going to take and that brings us back to Plot and that is another lesson.<BR><BR>Hope this helps you although I think you could benefit from the full class. I shall be restarting the thread soon perhaps tommorrow but I shall pick up where I left off which would be with this topic. Hope to see you there, just write yourself as coming into the class and take a seat for a little practice RP.
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Postby Losthoroniel » Wed Sep 11, 2002 6:44 pm

I thank you erinhue, I will go and edit that post right now and try to do better. If you can, can you maybe check over it when I am through? I don't want to be too much trouble, I just don't want to have to keep on editing and editing when I could only edit once. Once again I am deeply greatful for you services. <img src="http://www.tolkienonline.com/mb/i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>
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Postby erinhue » Thu Sep 12, 2002 4:55 am

Happy that I could be of some assistance. LOL I did not mean that you had to use my example of a situation( the threatend kingdom and rushing messenger) for your RP. That was just the framwork for the example used in the class thread( ya shoulda read it)<BR><BR>As an opener this is greatly improved and on the whole this is the type of writing that will meet the standard set for this forum, which is the same as for the Pony. I must admit to being a bit surprised as this is a good sight better than your original post.<BR><BR>I know ya hate to edit (although editing/rewrite is the secret key to good and great writing) and you don't really have to. You can be your second post and this time add touches that lighten things up and are more of an indication that you want to do a comedic thread. Other posters will take their que for the tone of the thread from you and your initial posts.
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Postby Losthoroniel » Fri Sep 13, 2002 7:48 pm

Thanks a lot erinhue. I didn't realize I was going by you suggestion until I was about half way through cause the idea was in my head and I left so I could gather my thoughts and whe I came back that just popped out. Thanks for the compliment. I really tried to make it better and Imust admit when I'm given some kind of clue on what I need to do I can write pretty good... sometimes. so I will post as soon as the RP gets going and once again, I thank you! <img src="http://www.tolkienonline.com/mb/i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0><BR><BR>(ooc: I think we shold get started now so we won't get in anymore trouble... <img src="http://www.tolkienonline.com/mb/i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0> )<BR><BR>Upon reaching the castle the rider dismounted and went to the guard at the gate,<BR>"I have come back to see my father, the King."<BR>She withdrew her hood and revealed golden hair and golden green eyes,<BR>"Let me pass immediately."<BR>The guard looked at her in surprise...
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Postby Mister » Sat Sep 14, 2002 2:23 pm

Sir Mister stood by the King's throne as a messenger came running in to tell the king in Daughter had arrrived at the castle gates. A grin sprend across his face at the thought of seeing the lovely princess but made it vanish when the king frowned at him. As the king's right hand man, he was ever since the king's was taken off by an ill-tempered shrew, Sir Mister was not to show feeling toward the king's daughter. <BR>"Let her in, guard" said the king.
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Postby Losthoroniel » Sat Sep 14, 2002 7:57 pm

he guard immediately rushed into the castle and minutes later he came out,<BR>"The king shall see you now."<BR>The rider ran up the steps and into the king's throne room,<BR>"Father!"<BR>She rushed in and gave him a hug, giving Sir Mister a side-long glance but quickly looked back at her father as he glared at her,<BR>"Father, I got word you were to go to war and Uncle was to take over. How are you to fight without your right hand? You're not left-handed you know."<BR>She looked deperately at her father,<BR>"Please don't go, make Uncle go so you can stay home."<BR>She looked about,<BR>"Where <i>is</i> Uncle anyways?"<BR><BR>(ooc: hahahahahahaaha a shrew... <img src="http://www.tolkienonline.com/mb/i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0> We need someone to be Uncle! Hey Mister, do you think Allan woul dbe good at playing the King? <img src="http://www.tolkienonline.com/mb/i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif"border=0> )
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Postby Allan » Sat Sep 14, 2002 11:45 pm

The King sighed<BR>"I believe he is getting that wart on his nose treated, though I swear it was on his forehead yesterday..."<BR>He took his daughter's hand with his left one<BR>"My dear I must go, they say the foes have allied with the shrews and I must have my revenge upon the ill-tempered shrews even if I must tie a sword to my arm to do it!<BR>"Now Sir Mister I can't let you come with me though you be my right hand man. You grieve your sister who has run away with a poor blind man, I know this well, and you are in no condition to fight unless the enemy is blind then we would have a swift advange..." <BR>the king clears his throat<BR>"anyways you can help my brother over see thing while I am gone and for mercy make sure he has his wart removed! and do not worry my Daughter I will have the Sherif of Rotting-Ham protect you."
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Postby Losthoroniel » Sun Sep 15, 2002 12:42 am

"Funny, I thought it was on his cheek. Oh well."<BR>When she heard of the news of the shrews allying with their foes she gasped<BR>*gasp*<BR>"But father, the shrews! You can't face them again! But lo, you must do what you must. And what effect will the Sherif of Rotting-Ham have in protecting Sir Mister? He could barely protect you when that shrew came into the kingdom."<BR>She looked about the throne room, letting out a long sigh<BR>*siiiiiiiiiiigh*<BR>"When are you leaving father? I wish to be there and see you off when you do."
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Postby Allan » Sun Sep 15, 2002 7:18 pm

He shook his head sadly<BR>"I will be leaving tomorrow, once my carriage and army is ready. We need to have the cooks stock us up on milkshakes."<BR>the King laughed heartily<BR>"Sir Mister does not needs protection, I was thinking for you my dear. I will have him stay by your side until I return"<BR>
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Postby Losthoroniel » Sun Sep 15, 2002 8:03 pm

"Oh dear, I was hoping you wouldn't leave for a while longer, but I was wrong."<BR>Actually, the mention of milkshakes made her really hungry and on her travels she hadn't been able to enjoy a good cheeseburger milkshake and curly fries since she had left 15 years before. The kingdom was known for it's cheeseburgers milkshakes and curly fries.<BR>"Which is going to protect me? Sir Mister or The Sherif? For I don't think the Sherif can protect me anymore then I can protect myself. We all know he runs when danger is mentioned unless there is money involved."<BR>She looked around for Uncle who still wasn't there and was starting to worry that the operation had gone wrong...
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Postby Allan » Sun Sep 15, 2002 8:12 pm

"I will offer the Sherif a large some of coins upon my return, anything to see you are safe, I am not prepared to lose you again my Daughter.<BR>"You look to be famished. Sit and we will enjoy some dwarven butterfingers and you can tell me of what happened while you were away. For a moment I feared to have no heir to the throne, what would I do if you were to fall a break your nose out there in the wild? A terrible thing to have a queen with a broken nose."
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Postby Mister » Sun Sep 15, 2002 8:24 pm

"Your majesty, it would do me great honour to protect your daughter while you are at war. I feel I must aide you in some way and I would need no payment like Rotting-Ham"<BR>Sir Mister offer the king a butterfinger from the pocket of his chain mail and with a bow one to the Princess as well.<BR>"I swear to protect her with my life and will gladly stay by her side until your return, I swear I won't sleep if there is any sign of danger to her. I will swear this on a cheeseburger if needed."
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Postby Losthoroniel » Tue Sep 17, 2002 9:21 pm

"Oh no indeed father. Who could follow a queen with a mishapened nose?"<BR>SHe looked at Mister hopefuly as he asked to be her protection, but she knew if she wanted to have things go well she should keep her mouth shut. She graciously accepted the butterfinger, touching his hand and she took at, smiling slightly.
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Postby Allan » Fri Sep 20, 2002 6:27 pm

The king's frown deepened.<BR>"Sir Mister as noble as I am <i>sure</i> your intentions are, I don't think you could possibly do a good job of protect my daughter. What with the tragedy of your sister, you would most likely be distracted. I am sure with the right amount of money The Sherif will be able to keep a safe eye on her."<BR>He stood from his throne<BR>"I must now retire to my chambers, for I will need my rest if I am to travel tomorrow. Good night daughter, it is good to see you again with your finely shaped nose."<BR>With a sweep of his cloak the king turned to the stairs, toward a good night's rest.
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Postby Losthoroniel » Fri Sep 20, 2002 8:28 pm

"Good night father."<BR>LN sat down sadly, weeping.<BR>"I do not wish for that fat Sheriff to take care of me while father is gone. All he worries about is money, and food, and money."<BR>She took a bite out of the butterfinger and sighed,<BR>*sigh*<BR>"I guess I should go to bed now, I must be up tomorrow to see father off."<BR>She stood up and wiped her tears away, taking the last bite of her butterfinger...
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Postby Tobias_Red-tail » Sun Sep 22, 2002 6:03 am

Elmindrea, the king's by far younger sister, glanced irritatedly at his daughter. To think she was even older than Elmindrea herself, and yet the king's daughter. At times, she seriously wondered how she came about. She sat down, slumped rebelliously in a chair by her brother's side, and muttered a series of complains of varying degrees to herself. Her brother flashed her a warning look, and Elmindrea turned away, and left the chamber in a huff.<BR><BR>Once in her own chambers, the complains rose to curses, and her ladies-in-waiting looked revolted by her language. She focused her anger on them now.<BR>"I am the resident princess here, and that girl comes along and snatches away my right. I mean, the palace isn't big enough for two princesses. Maybe I should run away, and join the merry men of the forest. I can handle a bow as well as nearly any of them, you know. And to think I'm stuck in this draughty cage while my brother gets to run off and do fantastic battles. And deary me," she added in a saccharine tone, "My other brother will be taking over in his place. That is such an interesting possibility. Maybe he will take heed my advice. To make things even more spectacular, I am a trading card, one that can be changed at will. Once I am of age, I get married off to some old fart in a country on the other side of the world. Life is great, isn't it?"<BR><BR>The ladies-in-waiting stared at their mistress open-mouthed. It wasn't every day Elmindrea let off steam like that. She smirked; their faces were seriously worth laughing at. She glanced thoughtfully at her wardrobe, flipping wildly through the dresses for something far more practical. Not a suit of armour of course, just gray leggings, a simple shirt, and a long crimson cloak. A pair of thigh length brown boots completed her ensemble. She turned back to them.<BR>"I shall join the Men in tights, as a man." Laughing, she drew out a dagger, and cut her brown tresses, watching as they drifted slowly to the floor. In no time at all, her hair was as short as a man's.<BR>"There we are. See you later. And don't tell my brother about this. He would die of a heart attack." She winked knowingly at them, then shooed them out of her room. She quickly changed and strapped a quiver of arrows as well as a longbow to her back, and climbed down a vine of ivy to the bottom, where she mounted a bay mare, and rode off into the night. Now she needed a new name. Of course, she would call herself Jaime.
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Postby Mister » Sun Sep 22, 2002 6:34 pm

Sir Mister watched his lady with a heavy heart. He had tried to comfort her before she left but when all he could say was: "iwassaworiebouttsmewilpotacku" he gave up.<BR>Slowly Sir Mister dragged himself to his own chambers. He glanced out the window and saw something in the distance. Lucky he had his giant portable telescope with him which he set up and peer into.<BR>Zooming in he saw two people, one appearing very familiar. He zoomed in further and reconised the lady with a gasp.<BR>*gasp*<BR>There was his sister, who had some how been whisked off by a blind man who was down right poor which was something Sir Mister could not believe and had there for convinced himself she had been kidnapped which was highly unlikely since there had been no demand for gold for her return and she had writted Sir Mister a nice long letter about being madly in love with a blind man which is something no one in their right mind would lie about since it was such a simply unbelievably excuse, arm in arm with a man who was likely blind since he had just walked into a rather large tree.
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Postby Tobias_Red-tail » Mon Sep 23, 2002 7:38 pm

Elmindrea rode on, keeping a steady pace for a couple of hours. Soon she arrived at the forest, and she dismounted. As she expected, a voice shouted <BR>"Halt and state your business."<BR>She yelled back up,<BR>"It's Jaime, come to join the Men in Tights."<BR>"Aye, give me a moment and I'll show you in." There was a sound of boots hitting the floor, then a man appeared.<BR>"Follow me." She followed him, curious about where she was to be now led. She followed him to a clearing in the forest, where a bunch of men were drunk and shouting. She raised an eyebrow, but quickly lowered it. She was Jaime now, a common boy, who would probably be used to this. Sighing, she said in a loud voice <BR>"It's Jaime Hedgeburry here sirs, and I would like to join the Men in Tights."<BR>One of the drunken men lurched towards her.<BR>"I'm the leader here, and I would like to see your skill with a weapon. Any weapon, you arrogant young pup."<BR>"All right then."<BR><BR>The whole bunch of men, all muttering and complaining, followed their leader to a clearing nearby. This clearing was not as vandalized by beer casks and bones as the earlier one was, but instead had a few targets set randomly around. The leader drew his bow in a delibrately slow manner, then notched an arrow to it before letting it fly. It hit the target in the middle. Smirking, he challenged her. "If you can beat that, Jaime, you are part of us. But of you don't..." He left the sentence unfinished. Elmindrea rolled her eyes, and raised her own bow, flexing the string carefully before she notched an arrow to it. Thn she drew the straing back with her thumb and forefinger, and let it fly. It too, hit the target in the middle, and splitting his arrow in the progress. Grudgingly, he held out his hand for her to shake, before welcoming her to his outlaw band.
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Postby Lady_Ivy » Mon Sep 23, 2002 9:08 pm

Mistress Claudia and a few of the kitchen maids cleared away the king's supper dishes and butter. She had been working over time preparing food for the King and his men when they went out to battle, she would see to it that none of the soldiers went hungry.<BR>Busy cooks hummed and stirred around the steamy kitchen. Claudia was over seeing some of the dwarven butterfingers when the new kitchen maid let out a small "eep".<BR>Frowning Claudia hurried over to the new girl and the stew she was stirring.<BR>"Good gracious girl!" Claudia stepped back from the stew "That stew has a smell of onions that would take any undertaker to his grave!" <BR>The girl turned ten shades a red, along with a little purple in between, a mumbled something about dropping in an extra onion.<BR>As Claudia dragged the large pot of stew outside to feed to the pigs, anything that tasted to strong of onion couldn't be served to the soldiers, she saw two people arm in arm. One appeared to be a young man the other a young girl who look oddly familiar. Claudia winced as the young man walked head first into a tree though walked over to see if he was alright. As she approched she knew the young woman and nearly dropped the onion stew.<BR>Her jaw dropped and she narrowed her eyes<BR>"Well! If I had thought to find you here-" she looked accusingly at the blind man "and you, you clumsy ox! You have taken Sir Mister's heart out you should know!" In her anger she shook the kitchen spoon at two pair "Why I should report you to the castle right away! Or better yet find the pair of you to the Oliphaunts!"<BR>Claudia peered curiously at the blind man<BR>"You've made quite a mess of yourself young lady! No worse than you deserve you breaking Sir Mister's heart. Not only is he a clumsy wool-headed ox, he appears to be poor!"
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Postby Allan » Mon Sep 23, 2002 9:17 pm

"I do wish you would all stop pointing out the fact that I'm poor" said the blind man "You all seem more conserned with that than anything else, I thought it would all be talk about how I'm blind, but you all go ahead a pick fun at the fact I haven't two coppers to rub together."<BR>"I may be blind but I can see clearly that you all think me beneath you since I'm poor. I've heard <i>Sir</i> Mister's mumbling up in that high chamber of his."<BR>At their looks of shock he continue<BR>"Well since I've lost my sense of sight my hearing has double what it used to be. Now good cook is that stew you've got there?"
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Postby Morisiliel » Tue Sep 24, 2002 8:08 am

"Out of my way, kitchen maid! I'm here to see my brother, and there will be no feeding us to the oliphaunts! Sir Mister will be glad we've come. And don't you dare insult him, I don't care that he's poor and blind, I love him and that's all that matters." She sniffed, picked up her skirts and brushed past Claudia. <BR>(allan, what's the blind guy's name? i can't just call you the blind man...well, i could...<img src="http://www.tolkienonline.com/mb/i/expressions/face-icon-small-wink.gif"border=0>)<BR>
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Postby Losthoroniel » Tue Sep 24, 2002 6:34 pm

(ooc: wow! hahahaha, people are here! SOon, we'll have someone be "Uncle" and take over the kingdom and make everything go bad by some way, then I'll leave and meet the men in tights etc. Just go on however you want and what happens happens. We mainly just need someone to be Uncle... Who whould be good at that??? )<BR><BR>LN walked about her room for a while then peered out the window and gave a gasp<BR>*gasp*<BR>"Why, that's Sir Mister's sister there with a blind man... odd, he has a striking resemblance to my father."<BR>She shrugged off this odd side thought and looked again,<BR>"Why, they're arm in arm! Oh!"<BR>She winced as he hit the tree, falling to the ground momentarily,<BR>"Oh, poor Mister."<BR>She felt sorry for him and knew he would feel horrible. She rushed out of her room to Sir Misters, as she got to his door she knocked,<BR>*KNOCK**KNOCK**KNOCK*<BR>"Sir Mister, are you in?"<BR><BR>(ooc: hey MV! Hello Tobias, Letora and Ivy! This is so cool... one big happy family (literally... <img src="http://www.tolkienonline.com/mb/i/expressions/face-icon-small-wink.gif"border=0> We're all connected in some way some how <img src="http://www.tolkienonline.com/mb/i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0> )
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Postby Lady_Ivy » Tue Sep 24, 2002 9:40 pm

"hmmph!" she said to the blind man "It seems Alanna hasn't got herself any manners while running about with strange men. She deserves a blind husband, for breaking Mister's poor heart that way."<BR>Claudia shifted the onion stew<BR>"Oh would you be a dear and take this to the pig farm?"<BR>Not waiting for a reply she stalked off after Alanna, hoping to get to her before she got to Sir Mister.<BR>Much to her misfortune it seemed as she passed through the kitchen some wool brained kitchen maid had cooked a shrew rather than a rabbit for the rabbit meat pie.<BR>"Any one with two eyes knows the difference between rabbit and shrew! (with the exception of the blind man I suppose)" she scolded the poor girl "You would have given the King a heart attack had you served this to him! Or was that your intention..." Mistress Claudia looked at the girl side ways.
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Postby Mister » Tue Sep 24, 2002 9:46 pm

Sir Mister had been standing by his telescope in complete shock when there was a knock at his door and he heard the beautiful voice of the princess. He stood for moment, trying to master his shock, and stare in wonderment at the door.<BR><BR>Hurriedly he opened the door and held it wide to let her through.<BR><BR>"Fair lady to what do I owe this pleasure?"<BR>His voice shook slightly and it was all he could do not to run out of the castle and set an ill tempered shrew on the blind man.
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