Hair Dye, Cloning and General Epic Chaoticness

[Maedhros_Nelyafinwë]

Welcome to the Chaotic RP of TTF! This is a fun, spontaneous, lighthearted, and most importantly, chaotic RP which is available to anyone who wishes to join. While our primary goal is to have fun, we have a few rules in order to keep some method to the madness.

• Firstly, each character belongs to their respective TTF user. In other words, you can't write for a character if someone else has claimed that character. If you're new to the thread, please ask the group which characters are available before you claim one.
• Even though this thread is chaotic and spontaneous, we do have a storyline going. If you're new to the thread, please read the most recent few pages, or more, so you're caught up on what's going on.
• Make sure to interact with other people's characters. Don't just go off and write your own thing without interacting with anybody.
• Don't completely ignore or change the storyline.
• At the same time, please be flexible if someone introduces a new turn of the plot. This is not a carefully planned RP, and it needs to have flexibility for any chaotic new thing someone comes up with (within reason-- it does need to connect to the main story at least loosely).
• If you are writing for multiple characters, use a script format to indicate which character is speaking. Use asterisks* to denote action. For example:
  • Maitimo: *tries to shake Celeraccoon off his arm* STOP BITING ME, TYELKO!
• Try to keep spam to a minimum. I would define "spamming" in this thread as writing more than a page over the course of a few hours. (This can be a tough one to follow, I know.) But spamming makes it hard for other people to keep up.
• At the same time, if you're going to be absent for an extended period of time, we recommend writing your character out temporarily (such as having them disappear or go somewhere) so other people can continue while you're gone.

That's all I can think of for now. If you have any questions or need any help, please feel free to ask!

 

[Fingon_Findekáno]

*Four silhouettes appear in the distance, all riding horseback: Maitimo, Fëanor, Aranya, and an unlikely companion: Caranthir.*

*Fingon, still floating and playing with Íri’s hair, looks up and falters, nearly falling to the ground out of great surprise. He’s elated with what he sees.* MAITIMO!!!! 🥹

*Flies over speedily to give him a great hug in midair, tears of joy welling up in his eyes.* I missed you so much, brother.

*Backs off and returns to the ground to stand as the others catch up and Fëanor prompts Caranthir to begin his explanation* *Finno joins him listening in, curious to hear more of the situation.*

I have not apologized yet to all of you, my brothers and Fingon and various friends, cousins and distant relatives. Will you forgive my communication errors? I'd argue the postal system is in more need of forgiveness than I am, though.

*Fingon thinks it over for a moment, then nods. As terrible of a situation it was to face again, Maitimo had at least been safe and unharmed, and he was now home.*

Fëanor: There is also something else we have to announce. After spending much time with-- *he blinks and does a double take as he realizes there appears to be two of everyone, and a random blonde elleth who looks oddly like Tyelko* What in all Arda-- ARE YOU KIDS CLONING PEOPLE AGAIN?!

*Both Fingon and Finno snicker amusedly at this*
Fingon: Not a clone, Uncle, but now you get two times the Finno Fun for the price of one! 😁

*While watching the greetings and interactions of the others, Finno asks a question to Fingon.* So, who’s the elleth who was holding Maitimo’s arm a minute ago?

Fingon: That’s Aranya. She’s a healer and a close friend of his.

Finno: I see. She seemed a little protective of him.

Fingon: Heheh, you could say that…

Finno: *spies Yavanna and Aulë standing there too* You guys also get special access to the Valar here?!

*after that moment, he uses his Booming Dad Voice to yell at everyone*

NOW! I did say we have another announcement! Do any of you lot want to hear it or not?

*Maitimo and Aranya smile*

*Finno startles a little at first* Haven’t missed hearing that…

*Fingon sees Maitimo and Aranya smiling at Fëanor, and he grins excitedly as he begins to guess what’s about to be said next.*

 

[Maedhros_Nelyafinwë]

*Fingon, still floating and playing with Íri’s hair, looks up and falters, nearly falling to the ground out of great surprise. He’s elated with what he sees.* MAITIMO!!!! 🥹

*Flies over speedily to give him a great hug in midair, tears of joy welling up in his eyes.* I missed you so much, brother.

*Maitimo is startled and shocked to see Finno flying, but gladly hugs him anyway.* I've missed you too, brother. Say, you're flying now? *smiles wryly* Would have been helpful at Thangorodrim, wouldn't it?

*does a double take as he sees two Finnos.* How come there's two of you?

*Fingon thinks it over for a moment, then nods. As terrible of a situation it was to face again, Maitimo had at least been safe and unharmed, and he was now home.*

*Caranthir nods gratefully. Nobody else has acknowledged his apology or forgiven him yet.*

She’s a healer and a close friend of his.

(OOC: "Close friend." Sure. 😂)

*Fëanor looks around the room, seeing he has everyone's attention, and clears his throat.*

As you all are likely aware, since Nelyo cannot conceal his feelings to save his life, he and Aranya have loved each other since they were youths in Valinor. I was... *glances down* opposed to this union for reasons that do not need to be repeated. But after spending six weeks traveling with this spirited lady, I could see how wrong I was. Perhaps the moment that won my heart was when she told Moryo if it weren't for her oath as a healer, she'd have stabbed him or strangled him. She keeps her word, and she has an admirably fierce and ruthless sense of justice, so she'd fit right in in our family! *he smiles, and Maitimo and Aranya chuckle.*

But, jesting aside, during our travels, we had no company but each other. And I came to know a lady fearless of heart, who does not shy away from the dangers of war or the gruesome wounds of others. A lady who selflessly puts the needs of others against her own, and she does this for anyone in need, not just my son. And she is a patient, hard worker, who saw Nelyo through the hardest moments of his life, and got him through them. I am every bit as indebted to her as I am to Findekáno.

*Aranya blushes, and Maitimo puts his arm around her.*

*Fëanor continues:* So it is with great joy that I announce that Nelyafinwë Maitimo and Aranya Estiel are to be wed!

 

[Fingon_Findekáno]

*Maitimo is startled and shocked to see Finno flying, but gladly hugs him anyway.* I've missed you too, brother. Say, you're flying now? *smiles wryly* Would have been helpful at Thangorodrim, wouldn't it?

*smiles back* No kidding! But yeah, I can fly now, and so can most of the others. Apparently Laurinalótë’s glitter pollen has pixie dust abilities.

*does a double take as he sees two Finnos.* How come there's two of you?

*looks back at the other Finno approaching* I’m not exactly sure how, but Curvo says they are other versions of us from a different universe. Now you have two Finnos!

*Not wanting to be rude, Fingon also gives a deep nod of appreciation to Aranya as well, as she’s riding next to Maitimo.* Thank you for bringing him home safely, Aranya.

(OOC: "Close friend." Sure. 😂)

(OOC: Yup. 😉😏)

Perhaps the moment that won my heart was when she told Moryo if it weren't for her oath as a healer, she'd have stabbed him or strangled him. She keeps her word, and she has an admirably fierce and ruthless sense of justice, so she'd fit right in in our family! *he smiles, and Maitimo and Aranya chuckle.*

*Fingon chuckles at this as well, nodding his head in agreement with this evaluation of her.*

I am every bit as indebted to her as I am to Findekáno.

*Fingon’s smile grows wider as he hears this, somewhat surprised but more excited that Fëanor has come to regard Aranya so highly after all this time finally. She has certainly earned it, though.*

*Fëanor continues:* So it is with great joy that I announce that Nelyafinwë Maitimo and Aranya Estiel are to be wed!

*Both Fingon and Finno cheer joyfully in celebration of the wonderful news.*

Fingon: Congratulations! I’m so happy for you both!

Finno: Congratulations, Maitimo! I’m glad you finally get to marry and enjoy love and happiness with such a beautiful elleth!

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

*Fëanor continues:* So it is with great joy that I announce that Nelyafinwë Maitimo and Aranya Estiel are to be wed!

Curufin: About time, brother. *rolls eyes*

Curvo: *appears to realise he is still stuck to Fëanor and finally lets go of him* ...There's something to be said about disappearing for a couple of years and returning with a baby.

Curufin: Oh, you did that too? Doesn't allow for much argument over your choice of spouse, does it? *smiles due to remembering past mischief*

Curvo: *shakes his head, hiding amusement*

*both of their gazes flick to Maedhros at the same time*

Curufin: A word of advice: Get on each other's nerves a bit. It shows you care. Otherwise, you may well find yourselves...

Curvo: ...drifting apart.

Curufin: Don't throw hammers at each other either.

Curvo: *turns to him, consternation on his face* You didn't...!

Curufin: Of course not. That's why I said 'don't do it'.

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

Finno: Congratulations, Maitimo! I’m glad you finally get to marry and enjoy love and happiness with such a beautiful elleth!

Curufin: About time, brother. *rolls eyes*

(the tone difference)

 

[Glorfindel Goldtress]

*Fëanor continues:* So it is with great joy that I announce that Nelyafinwë Maitimo and Aranya Estiel are to be wed!

*Laurinalótë conjures up many kazoos with her magic pollen dust, and with her leaves of each self-flower, she aggressively waves her petals against the nozzles to send off a chorus of congratulations. She has enough kazoos for everyone, which are all golden in color with green nozzles.*

Aulë: You should have been Morgoth's tutor in the First Music when he was Melkor. *Coughs* And congratulations to the most deserving undeservingly uncoupled couple to be coupled!

Yavanna: ...Yes, congratulations. *Proceeds with a perfectly normal speech.* When ill chances and strange fates are torn away to reveal the majesty of this coming union, it is a most beautiful sight in the tapestry of life. The darkness out of which you triumphed makes this light so much the greater. The Valar are pleased to see what strife there was has turned to wonderful joy and peace among all.

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

*Nessa glances at Aranya warmly. She is glad that after all that his brother had gone through, some for her sake. And she's beyond glad that there's not a blonde wench standing next to her brother instead of Aranya.*
Finally! I need you to have a talk with my set of parents too, this Atar Fëanor.
Íri: Can I be the wedding planner?
Finrod: I throw excellent parties. Can I? And can I wed you? I am a certified from AnyoneCanMarryInThisMessWeCallBeleriand.com!
Tyelko: so am I! And I'm his bro! Timo is going to pick Finno as his best man, I wanna be involved in the wedding too!
Go marry your own brothers!
Finrod: they are already married!
Tyelko: doesn't matter! You can't do it!

 

[Maedhros_Nelyafinwë]

*smiles back* No kidding! But yeah, I can fly now, and so can most of the others. Apparently Laurinalótë’s glitter pollen has pixie dust abilities.

Interesting. Well, I'll stay on the ground, thanks. I've been suspended in the air for a long enough portion of my life.

Fingon: Congratulations! I’m so happy for you both!

Finno: Congratulations, Maitimo! I’m glad you finally get to marry and enjoy love and happiness with such a beautiful elleth!

Thank you, brother! Or, brothers? 🤔

Curufin: About time, brother. *rolls eyes*

*Maitimo rolls his eyes in response and gives him a light, playful push.*

Curufin: A word of advice: Get on each other's nerves a bit. It shows you care. Otherwise, you may well find yourselves...

Curvo: ...drifting apart.

Maitimo: Aranya could never get on my nerves!

Aranya: He gets on my nerves sometimes. But he's so adorable I can never stay mad long.

Maitimo: What?

Aranya: What?

When ill chances and strange fates are torn away to reveal the majesty of this coming union,

(OOC: AAAH, YOUR REFERENCE)

*Laurinalótë conjures up many kazoos with her magic pollen dust, and with her leaves of each self-flower, she aggressively waves her petals against the nozzles to send off a chorus of congratulations. She has enough kazoos for everyone, which are all golden in color with green nozzles.*

*Fëanor looks very unamused with this choice of instrumentation*

Yavanna: ...Yes, congratulations. *Proceeds with a perfectly normal speech.* When ill chances and strange fates are torn away to reveal the majesty of this coming union, it is a most beautiful sight in the tapestry of life. The darkness out of which you triumphed makes this light so much the greater. The Valar are pleased to see what strife there was has turned to wonderful joy and peace among all.

Aranya: *trying not to giggle, and attempting to look appropriately solemn.* Thank you, Lady Yavanna.

Maitimo: And actually, Lord Aulë, we have a favor to ask of you.

Íri: Can I be the wedding planner?
Finrod: I throw excellent parties. Can I? And can I wed you? I am a certified from AnyoneCanMarryInThisMessWeCallBeleriand.com!
Tyelko: so am I! And I'm his bro! Timo is going to pick Finno as his best man, I wanna be involved in the wedding too!
Go marry your own brothers!
Finrod: they are already married!
Tyelko: doesn't matter! You can't do it!

Fëanor: There is much planning to do, and it must be overseen by somebody competent, and by that I mean me. However, everyone will have some sort of a role to play. What everyone will do yet, I have yet to decide-- and I must take care, lest somebody burn down the place.

Maitimo: *stares at the camera like in the Office*

 

[Glorfindel Goldtress]

(OOC: AAAH, YOUR REFERENCE)

(OOC: YES MA'AM!)

Aranya: *trying not to giggle, and attempting to look appropriately solemn.* Thank you, Lady Yavanna.

*Yavanna inclines her head gracefully.*

Maitimo: And actually, Lord Aulë, we have a favor to ask of you.

*Aulë straightens his tunic and combs back his beard with a brush pulled from Yavanna's pocket. Yavanna tries to look stern, but a twinkle is dancing evidently in her eye. Aulë looks straight at Maitimo, thrusting the brush back into Yavanna's pocket without breaking eye contact, and steps forward.* What may I do for you?

*Fëanor looks very unamused with this choice of instrumentation*

Laurinalótë, stage whispering: Upgrade the kazoos to harmonicas?

 

[Maedhros_Nelyafinwë]

*Aulë straightens his tunic and combs back his beard with a brush pulled from Yavanna's pocket. Yavanna tries to look stern, but a twinkle is dancing evidently in her eye. Aulë looks straight at Maitimo, thrusting the comb back into Yavanna's pocket without breaking eye contact, and steps forward.* What may I do for you?

Would you do us the honor of officiating the wedding? We as the Noldor have always revered you... before the Oath got between us, anyway. And it only seems appropriate, as you and Yavanna are the ones closest to Ilúvatar present here.. If you don't mind, of course.

*Maitimo has clearly rehearsed those words in his head a million times and practiced it in front of the mirror, yet he's still nervous. Though not nearly as nervous as when he popped the question to Aranya.*

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

*Fëanor looks very unamused with this choice of instrumentation*

Curvo: *looks highly amused*
Curvo: *holds the kazoo in his mouth and does nothing but breathe normally... in through his nose and out through his mouth*

Curufin: *copying Fëanor's expression exactly* You're a goofball, Little Curvo. *proceeds to do the exact same thing in a slightly higher pitch, still looking completely unamused*

 

[Glorfindel Goldtress]

Would you do us the honor of officiating the wedding? We as the Noldor have always revered you... before the Oath got between us, anyway. And it only seems appropriate, as you and Yavanna are the ones closest to Ilúvatar present here.. If you don't mind, of course.

*Aulë bows, then straightens an imaginary tie, his strong smithying expression on his face.* It is my great honor and pride to do so for such a fine couple, in the sight of the One. *Yavanna smiles and nods slightly behind Aulë.*

*Laurinalótë accentuates the response with a resounding "blow" on her many kazoos. Clouds of her dust are blown through the nozzles, and everyone is sprinkled in the gold.* Now we can fly to celebrate! We'll actually get around to having that party Makalaurë spoke of, plus a wedding! In-con-ceivable!

Curvo: *holds the kazoo in his mouth and does nothing but breathe normally... in through his nose and out through his mouth*

Curufin: *copying Fëanor's expression exactly* You're a goofball, Little Curvo. *proceeds to do the exact same thing in a slightly higher pitch, still looking completely unamused*

Well done! *Splits the group of herself in Curufin's hair to leap to Curvo's hair.* Let's show them what harmony really means!

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

Well done! *Splits the group of herself in Curufin's hair to leap to Curvo's hair.* Let's show them what harmony really means!

Curvo: *his kazoo lets out a squeak as he is surprised by the flower leaping into his hair*

Curufin: *his kazoo's pitch gets higher as he struggles to keep his unamused expression*

 

[Maedhros_Nelyafinwë]

Aranya, to Maitimo: I hope we're not walking down the aisle to this.

 

[Maedhros_Nelyafinwë]

*Aulë bows, then straightens an imaginary tie, his strong smithying expression on his face.* It is my great honor and pride to do so for such a fine couple, in the sight of the One. *Yavanna smiles and nods slightly behind Aulë.*

*Maitimo looks giddy with relief, as though he hadn't expected this to go so well." Thank you, my lord. We are much obliged.

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

Aranya, to Maitimo: I hope we're not walking down the aisle to this.

Curufin: *removing kazoo* Tyelko commissioned me to make 'air horns'. They're useful if you're out of breath while hunting or fighting. I could bring those if you prefer.

 

[Maedhros_Nelyafinwë]

Curufin: *removing kazoo* Tyelko commissioned me to make 'air horns'. They're useful if you're out of breath while hunting or fighting. I could bring those if you prefer.

I think something like nice lyre music and singing was more what we had in mind.

 

[Glorfindel Goldtress]

*Maitimo looks giddy with relief, as though he hadn't expected this to go so well." Thank you, my lord. We are much obliged.

*Aulë inclines his head and steps back, taking Yavanna's hand.*

Curufin: *removing kazoo* Tyelko commissioned me to make 'air horns'. They're useful if you're out of breath while hunting or fighting. I could bring those if you prefer.

Laurinalótë: Oh yes! Air horns are so much better for chromatic scales than kazoos! *Demonstrates her point very audibly.*

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

I think something like nice lyre music and singing was more what we had in mind.

*Curufin looks around*
I think our singer has gone walkabout.

*Curvo makes a very small kazoo toot for emphasis*

 

[Fingon_Findekáno]

*Curufin looks around*
I think our singer has gone walkabout.

*Curvo makes a very small kazoo toot for emphasis*

Fingon: Why not have Finrod sing? Considering he won all those karaoke competitions in the past (when Maglor wasn’t present), I think he’d be more than qualified to sing for a wedding.

Finno: You guys did those too?! I remember one time when Finrod and Maglor were singing together, and all the glass suddenly shattered because they were so powerful together.

Fingon: Really?? I wish I could have been there to see that.

Finno: I was! They were never allowed to sing together with microphones after that.