Tolkien Lovers Anonymous

[Laurelyn]

Tano: *trips and falls over an arch* Drat!

Laurelyn: Whatsamatter? Hey, at least you know where you are, you're on the ground! I have no idea if I'm upside down or what !*sways* I lose my balance when I can't see . . . . . *sways dizzily again and falls, leaning on an arch.*

Gandgirl: *Muttering:*Oh, great. I hoped to be rid of this freak.

Laurelyn: *tries to stand and falls down again* Did you . . . . say something?

Glodo: I will take full responsibility for every bruised toe and . . . .

Laurelyn: Oi, is she quoting agin? Yippee!

Glodo: well, maybe I was, but if youd've let me finish . . . . wait. That's a quote? AAAHHHH!

Renille: I think it's a quote, anyways . . . .*flips through book* Only, it's Gimli's line.

Eruviel: Do we care that the thing is gimli's line at this point? We don't have a ring, we have a phone. *precioussss* There's a difference in the stories at this point.

Earniel: And a difference in food, too?

Laurelyn: I hate fast food. Ugh! *Falls again.*

Glodo: I would say I'm sorry, but you're the one who started this dratted RPG in the first place. It's your fault Laurelyn, you evil . . . .

Claenoic: OKay, break it up, you two. *Whispers to Gandgirl* CAn we lose Laurelyn somewhere . . . . leave her behind?

Gandgirl: maybe. But she'll catch up to us again, anyways.

Earniel: Hey, wait a minute. Isn't it Gandgirl's fault that we're all blindfolded? She is, after all, the one who said we could all be blindfolded in the first place. iT would have just been Eruviel and Glodo.

Gandgirl: Well, yes, but won't there eventually be a message from Caladriett saying she's expecting us and we get to ditch the blindfolds?

Tano: Maybe. But you must realize that Glodo here is on the psychotic range of things, and truth be told if I were Caladriett I wouldn't do that.

Glodo: Hey! !@#$%^&*()!!!!

Gandgirl: A plague on the stiff necks of Counselors . . . .

Glodo: A plague on the stiff necks of wizards, you meean, especially neon green ones:

GAndgirl: Hey, we could've left you in Rivendell to be taught by Elrond on the ways of middle earth!

Glodo: Why, don't you have need of me? For I am the bearer of the One Phone, the one half-crazy-ling who shall bear it to its doom! Should I not wish to aid you in destroying this evil, I could claim it for myself. And then where would you be? The Quest would have fallen, and then all should be in deep ruin. For it would mean doom to me, but if I wished to thwart you, I could!

All: *Flip through books* Oi . . . . she's getting into this.

GAndgirl: I know. That's the problem . . . .