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!

 

[Glorfindel Goldtress]

*Laurinalótë cheers in Maitimo the Older's hair.* Yes!!! I'm quite ready for another adventure, especially after missing out on Tyelkormo's. *Disappears into Denny's along with Fëanor and Aranya.*

*Meanwhile, the group of Laurinalótë in the other M's hair is soothing Maitimo the Younger as he takes his rest, singing a lullaby.*

*And meanwhile yet, Laurinalótë in both Curvo the Older and Younger's hair laugh(s) in an identical manner.* It's a good thing you keep your Fëanorian lamps handy.

Yavanna, observing the Denny's situation: A disturbance in the universe there has been.

Laurinalótë: No, really? ...But at least that was less confounding than your husband's narration. We take what we can get.

 

[Ashley]

Fëanor: I'll go in there first, son. It could be a trap, and I am NOT leaving you to walk alone into a trap again! *he opens the door, which opens up to a hazy, flourescent green looking diner. He walks in and the door shuts behind him. Maitimo hesitantly opens the door, and no one's there.*

Maitimo: Atar?? We have to find him!

Aranya: I'm going with you! *they hold hands and walk through the door together. Then, the door disappears.*

(OOC: See y'all on Wednesday!)

(See you later)
What's happening?! Why is everybody disappearing?

 

[Laurë]

Finwe: I've missed you too, son *hugs him*

Finwe: Its good to see you too!



*holds out his phone*
Finwe: I can't send my text. I pressed send and it didnt do anything.

Finwe: I do indeed have a phone. I can't say I've ever come across one in flower size, but then I wouldn't be looking for one.

Maglor: Did you try tapping the 'send' button?

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Ingwë: My beloved friends: I, Ingwë, High King of Elfinesse, have at last decided what we should do concerning this dastardly attack on our Trees of Light. Much lore of the skies, needful for our armament, have I learned at my weather station upon Taniquetil-
Ingwë: Where is everyone?
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Ilwen: Darling, they all left for Middle Earth yonks ago. I keep telling you, you've got to get your boots on quicker. This is why no one listens to you!
Ingwë: But, my lake lily, you said I had about five minutes to make a decision. I only took four minutes!
Ilwen: Five normal minutes. You took four Valian minutes!
Ingwë: Come on, when someone says minutes, everyone knows they mean Valian minutes. Finwë, old chum, back me up here.
Ingwë: Finwë, where are you?
Ingwë: What the potatoes is going on!?
Ingwë: Doesn't anyone want to hear the weather?

(Bomb shyly pokes his head into this thread, at Maedhros encouragement...what are the rules, is this ok? Is Ingwë taken? I would have been Finrod, but I'm guessing he's already here somewhere, and didn't want to tread on any toes!
I put pictures because my own picture isn't my character...)
(P.s. I feel like 'What the potatoes is going on?' could be the armorial motto of the Vanyar generally, whenever they come down off their holy mountain 😁)

(Hello!)

*a random door labeled "Denny's" appears*

Maitimo: Well, that looks sus.

Fëanor: What is a "Denny's?"

Aranya: Oh, I think I know what this is! I seem to remember Tyelko talking about it. He really likes their pancakes, and he said they "hit different" when you have them at 2am while contemplating your own existence, and the fluorescent lights are flickering ominously and the bored employee is sitting there judging you for all the pancakes you're eating.

Maitimo: That... does sound like something Tyelko would like.

Aranya: He seemed to indicate if you're not careful, you wake up in the dumpster without your wallet. I thought that sounded... oddly specific.

Maitimo: Maybe that's where he is! What if he's in danger? Come on, we have to check it out!

Fëanor: I'll go in there first, son. It could be a trap, and I am NOT leaving you to walk alone into a trap again! *he opens the door, which opens up to a hazy, flourescent green looking diner. He walks in and the door shuts behind him. Maitimo hesitantly opens the door, and no one's there.*

Maitimo: Atar?? We have to find him!

Aranya: I'm going with you! *they hold hands and walk through the door together. Then, the door disappears.*

*Laurinalotë's magic suddenly increases to a sedative level for Young Maitimo, which is for the better because otherwise he would have a panic attack at seeing his older self disappear into a Denny's.*

YM: I'm... really tired... *lays down in a patch of soft grass and flowers and falls asleep.*

(OOC: See y'all on Wednesday!)

(Have fun!)

(See you later)
What's happening?! Why is everybody disappearing?

M: Hmmm Perhaps they all had appointments? *He glances at where the Denny's door had been* I wonder if Denny is Nelyo's wedding planner . . .
(OOC: Well this is a little awkward. I ended up returning from my trip really early due to some complications. So . . . hi! I'm back!)

 

[Finwë]

Grandpa Finwe! It's so good to see you again!

Finwe: Amras! Its good to see you too!

Maglor: Did you try tapping the 'send' button?

Finwe: Yes, but it didnt work

*Handmaiden complies. Phone calls @Finwë

*Finwe jumps, as his phone starts ringing* *He fiddles around with his phone for a few minutes, and then looks up*

Finwe: Ah... I don't suppose one of you can help me answer my phone?

Fëanor: I'll go in there first, son. It could be a trap, and I am NOT leaving you to walk alone into a trap again! *he opens the door, which opens up to a hazy, flourescent green looking diner. He walks in and the door shuts behind him. Maitimo hesitantly opens the door, and no one's there.*

Maitimo: Atar?? We have to find him!

Aranya: I'm going with you! *they hold hands and walk through the door together. Then, the door disappears.*

*Finwe looks around distractedly, with his phone ringing in the background*

Finwe: What is happening here?!

 

[Laurë]

Finwe: Amras! Its good to see you too!


Finwe: Yes, but it didnt work


*Finwe jumps, as his phone starts ringing* *He fiddles around with his phone for a few minutes, and then looks up*

Finwe: Ah... I don't suppose one of you can help me answer my phone?


*Finwe looks around distractedly, with his phone ringing in the background*

Finwe: What is happening here?!

*Maglor slides the phone out of his hand to look at it*
M: I wonder if you accidentally put it on child lock . . .
*He messed with the screen for a few seconds. He managed to answer the call, and handed the phone back to Finwe*

 

[Ashley]

M: Hmmm Perhaps they all had appointments? *He glances at where the Denny's door had been* I wonder if Denny is Nelyo's wedding planner . . .
(OOC: Well this is a little awkward. I ended up returning from my trip really early due to some complications. So . . . hi! I'm back!)

That would explain, but it's rather odd they all had appointments at the same time.

 

[Laurë]

That would explain, but it's rather odd they all had appointments at the same time.

M: That's true . . . Atar went with them and I'm not sure he'd want to be a part of the wedding planning . . . I doubt he cares which flowers they use.
*He sighed, visibly tired*
M: More people to look for while we find Tyelko I suppose.

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

*Lindiel is busy searching the outside of Denny's, looking for Tyelko when a dumpster puppy aka raccoon stumbles out of a bag of chips*
Lindiel: Awwww! You're so cute.
*She holds him around the waist hanging in the air so she can look at him closely*
*The raccoon cocks his head, his dark eyes widening when he sees her*
Celeraccoon:...hey there babe. Didn't know you were out of the halls...
Lindiel:... what on Utumno?! Tyelko?!

 

[Laurë]

*Lindiel is busy searching the outside of Denny's, looking for Tyelko when a dumpster puppy aka raccoon stumbles out of a bag of chips*
Lindiel: Awwww! You're so cute.
*She hols him around the waist hanging in the air so she can look at him closely*
*The raccoon cocks his head, his dark eyes widening when he sees her*
Celeraccoon:...hey there babe. Didn't know you were out of the halls...
Lindiel:... what on Utumno?! Tyelko?!

*Maglor appeared behind her, curious*
M: Hello mister racoon, you wouldn't happen to be my brother would you? I'm not familiar with sorcery that can turn people into racoons, but I won't judge.

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

Celeraccoon: hello Kano. I am actually Tyelko.
(

What Tyelkoraccoon is wearing.)

 

[Laurë]

Celeraccoon: hello Kano. I am actually Tyelko.
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What Tyelkoraccoon is wearing.)

*He gasps, completely convinced*
M: Really? That's wonderful! Everyone was looking for you!
(he's very cute)

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

Tyelkoraccoon: were you? Well, I didn't mean to worry you much.
Lindiel: How did you turn into a raccoon? You know what? I don't want to know at all.
Tyelkoraccoon: well, that's good. Because I don't know either.
(Thank you!)

 

[Laurë]

Tyelkoraccoon: were you? Well, I didn't mean to worry you much.
Lindiel: How did you turn into a raccoon? You know what? I don't want to know at all.
Tyelkoraccoon: well, that's good. Because I don't know either.
(Thank you!)

M *troubled* : How are we going to turn your back if we don't know how it happened?

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

Tyelkoraccoon: I'm quite content at the moment.
Lindiel: I'm not! How am I supposed to punch and then kiss you better if you're a freaking raccoon?!
Tyelkoraccoon, eyes growing big in fear of the said punch: well that sounds like a 'you' problem.

 

[Laurë]

(You said she was his secret wife, so I'm assuming Maglor doesn't know about them)
M: Lindiel?
M: Why would you kiss Tyelko? Punching I can understand, but why would you . . .

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

(yes, true.)
Lindiel:...um.

Well, ...ah this is awkward.
*Turns to Maglor, still holding Tyelkoraccoon*
I'm not just your friend, Kano. I'm your sister in law?

 

[Laurë]

(yes, true.)
Lindiel:...um.

Well, ...ah this is awkward.
*Turns to Maglor, still holding Tyelkoraccoon*
I'm not just your friend, Kano. I'm your sister in law?

M:
M:
M: Oh I see how it is. I leave for a little while and suddenly everyone's in some kind of a relationship. *He pretended to be annoyed, but it was obvious he was joking* Next I'll hear that Caranthir has a secret girlfriend in Tol Eressëa!
M *still teasing*: You deserve better Lindiel, I know firsthand how hard it is to bully him into eating vegetables.

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

Lindiel: ah...thanks. I know he's a pain in the butt about most things but to be fair, so am I.

Tyelkoraccoon, whispering: wait until he hears about Haleth...

 

[Laurë]

Lindiel: ah...thanks. I know he's a pain in the butt about most things but to be fair, so am I.

Tyelkoraccoon, whispering: wait until he hears about Haleth...

M *overhearing the whisper* : Hal . . . You know what, he can tell me himself.
M: So . . . why'd you keep it a secret? Or have I just been out of the loop that long?

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

Tyelkoraccoon: I want to know too. It was her decision, you see.
Lindiel:...I...it doesn't matter, I guess. You all know now, and I don't care anymore about my reasoning.
(I won't tell here, because it spoils an important chapter of my fanfiction.)