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11-08-2005, 05:02 PM
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*nabs shiney while Sane is distracted by tea and muffins*
Squeaky cheese. 
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11-08-2005, 05:06 PM
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of the House of Fëanor
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Los Angeles
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You know what's REALLY yummy? Squeaky turkey. I love it when you're chewing turkey, and it squeaks in the teeth. Mmmmmm. Turkey... *wanders off like Homer Simpson, seeking turkey*
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11-08-2005, 05:12 PM
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The Black Númenórean
Join Date: Feb 2003
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*while munching on munchies, Sane casually whacks Lady M and regains the shiney* Never, ever try to take the Shiney from me. It will only bring you hemmoraging. I actually have something resembling a silmaril, it's right prettyful! Gah, I'm hungry again, thank Lotesse...*Ties shiney firmly to belt and wanders off for foods*
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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11-08-2005, 05:16 PM
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Half-Elven Princess of Rabbit Trails and Harp-Wielding Administrator (beware the Rubber Chicken of Doom!)
Join Date: Sep 2002
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Shiney: "I wants to go back to my comfy couch! I'm tired of being bopped around!"
*burns off of Sane's belt and goes back under Rian's comfy couch* Shiney: "ahhhh, this is da life!" *glows happily* Rian: oh, cool! These couches have electric seat warmers!
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun!  Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç å ™ æ ♪ ?*"How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! |
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11-08-2005, 05:16 PM
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of the House of Fëanor
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Los Angeles
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If you eat turkey PLUS drink a nice Viognier with it, you get REALLy sleepy. Tryptophan AND vino. Helluva combo. Oh look! Valium pie 4 dessert. *staggers out to pool deck chair, falls into deep coma*
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11-08-2005, 05:23 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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*Sane grabs at pants before they can fall down, and ties a new belt on*
Sane: GAK! Why you little...*Dives at the silmaril, tackles it and stuffs it into a flame proof bag* Ha! *whacks it with Almighty Hammer of Much Smiting. A crunch is heard* If you wanna be like that, I can make arrangments! Shiney: *tinkle* Crud...Is there a jewler in the house? I need a Jewler!! AAHG! *dies* Sane: Mwahahaha, one down, two to go! *drinks tea, notices Lotesse in coma* Silly lass, she'll catch her death like that! *pulls a blanket over zonked out Lotesse and gives her a pillow*
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. Last edited by The last sane person : 11-08-2005 at 05:25 PM. |
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11-08-2005, 05:27 PM
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of the House of Fëanor
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*senses the presence of a Silmaril nearby, too comatose to do anything about it. Continues dreaming about Feanor.*
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11-08-2005, 05:28 PM
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Elf Lord
Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: In a Field of Giant Daisies.
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*rubs head where Sane whacked her*
Ow... I think between casual whacks and innate clumsiness my skull is getting thoroughly dented. I need chocolate. I forgot to buy some when I went grocery shopping this weekend. Caffiene would good too... I think a mocha is in order.
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"Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life! Because I lie and sign myself to lies! Because I am not worth the dust on the feet them that hang! How may I live without my name? I have given you my soul; Leave me my name!" - The Crucible "nolite hippopotamum vexare!" |
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11-08-2005, 05:31 PM
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of the House of Fëanor
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Los Angeles
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Did somebody say caffeine? *awakens with a jolt, sits bolt upright* MOCHA!! Yes I do believe the espresso machine's warmed up. I'm making triple mochas if anyone wants. With Ghirardelli's chocolate shavings. And then I'm going back to my nice coma. And have FAST dreams about Feanor. Speedy dreams.
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11-08-2005, 05:34 PM
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Elf Lord
Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: In a Field of Giant Daisies.
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Oh! Yes... And whipped cream, we musn't forget the whipped cream.
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"Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life! Because I lie and sign myself to lies! Because I am not worth the dust on the feet them that hang! How may I live without my name? I have given you my soul; Leave me my name!" - The Crucible "nolite hippopotamum vexare!" |
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11-08-2005, 05:34 PM
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The Black Númenórean
Join Date: Feb 2003
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Hehehe, I can attest to that, when ever I used to mess up your hair, I would feel all these dips, dents and mountains on your skull. Nothing on KlatuKatt's head though...whew!
To late for Lotesse though, I destroyed the silmaril right when she zonked off, and to think, Viv was this close! Speaking of dreams, is it still any good if speeded up? Blah, one should take their time with...dreams...
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. Last edited by The last sane person : 11-08-2005 at 05:35 PM. |
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11-08-2005, 05:36 PM
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of the House of Fëanor
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Yeah, story of my life. ZUT alors!!! Oh, the things Viv coulda done, the THINGS. A silmaril. Man, oh man.
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11-08-2005, 05:41 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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Bwahahahah! Not to mention the PEOPLE she coulda....Ah well, better luck next time, maybe Viniglaen and Darth Sane will have a race to the next silmaril?
"Zut Alors"? Kiwi?
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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11-08-2005, 05:43 PM
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Half-Elven Princess of Rabbit Trails and Harp-Wielding Administrator (beware the Rubber Chicken of Doom!)
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Rian: brrr, my couch just got all cold! What happened?!
 Cheap joint!  *gets up to go to another couch, and shiny shards fall all over the place* 
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun! Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç å ™ æ ♪ ?*"How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! |
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11-08-2005, 05:45 PM
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of the House of Fëanor
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no, zut alors is a little frenchism I picked up from a french teacher in high school; I don't know if the phrase is even in use anymore. It means "too bad," pretty much, or summit like that. Earniel, you around? Is that what zut alors means, like "darn it," or "too bad" or something?
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11-08-2005, 05:50 PM
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The Chocoholic Sea Elf Administrator
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I think 'darn it' pretty much nails it, Lotesse. It's still in use as far as I know.
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11-08-2005, 05:51 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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Darth Sane: *dangles bag of Shiney Shards* It defied me. That's what happens to things that defy me. Meh. *chucks bag into furnace*
*Obnavat curls up besides Sane's armored legs, slowly turning into the shiney black and red that matches his owner* Obnavast: We dress to match!
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. Last edited by The last sane person : 11-08-2005 at 06:00 PM. |
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11-08-2005, 06:48 PM
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Half-Elven Princess of Rabbit Trails and Harp-Wielding Administrator (beware the Rubber Chicken of Doom!)
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(meanwhile, in the furnace....)
*shiny shards start to glow and come together again ...* 
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun! Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç å ™ æ ♪ ?*"How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! |
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11-08-2005, 07:23 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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Sane: Augh! My evil senses are tingling! *turns of furnace and whacks the hell out of the goopy silmaril, until it is nothing but atoms* Grr...try to pull a Gandalf on me, will ya? I don't think so!
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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11-08-2005, 08:17 PM
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Half-Elven Princess of Rabbit Trails and Harp-Wielding Administrator (beware the Rubber Chicken of Doom!)
Join Date: Sep 2002
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Shiny (in best imitation of movieGandalf): "Then I was returned, naked, to the earth..."
*vision of naked Shiny on snowy mountain top, gasping for breath  "...and a lovely half-elven maiden sent an eagle for me..." Rian: "Yo, eagle! Get the shiny for me, hey?" Eagle: "s'okay, boss!" *gets shiny, gives to Rian, who remakes it*
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun! Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç å ™ æ ♪ ?*"How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! |
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