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Hair Dye, Cloning and General Epic Chaoticness

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!
 
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Yes he does. And take your hands off my best friend! *pulls her away from him*
*glares at both of them* Why, both of you stand against me, then? How narrow-minded indeed are the thoughts of the Eldar.... *my leathery wings sprout as I send them flying backwards* Truly, you fail to see his potential to change, or the potential of any other for that regard, bound only by your sufferable Oath, and irrevocably numerous Kinslayings! How better are you than those whom you claim to abhor and detest?!

I am deranged though. Your lord made sure I am.
*Sighs in being morgoth's employee exhaustion*
*turns to Sauron with kindness and compassion in my eyes, and shakes my head* No, Mairon....you are not. *embraces him deeply and warmly*
 
*glares at Fingon* Don't. Call. Him. Deranged. *grasps his wrist suddenly* He doesn't deserve such words, you fallen Noldo!
Yes. He. DOES!!! *stares her down fiercely, baring his fangs*

Yes he does. And take your hands off my best friend! *pulls her away from him*
Thank you, brother.

*Eyes the bite mark on her forearm*
...sure.
Tauriel: Ah, it’s nothing. I’m used to it since I walk your werewolves for you every day.
 
Shall I remind you who made us take that sufferable oath in the first place?! A thief and a murderer, that's what Morgoth is!
*turns to Sauron with kindness and compassion in my eyes, and shakes my head* No, Mairon....you are not. *embraces him deeply and warmly*
...my therapist is seeing another therapist after treating me. I have no other explanation for this.
 
Yes. He. DOES!!! *stares her down fiercely, baring his fangs*.
*pushes him down to the ground and my leathery wings pin him down in place, as my eyes turn a fiery crimson* HE. DOES. NOT!!!! NEVER!!!!

...my therapist is seeing another therapist after treating me. I have no other explanation for this.
*sighs* You don't deserve any bad fate to befall you, Mairon. *kisses his forehead softly*
 
*sighs* You don't deserve any bad fate to befall you, Mairon. *kisses his forehead softly*
*Maitimo grimaces at seeing someone kiss one of the people who tortured him* Again. I don't feel so good.

*pushes him down to the ground and my leathery wings pin him down in place, as my eyes turn a fiery crimson* HE. DOES. NOT!!!! NEVER!!!!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Take it down a notch! *loosens his sword as a warning*
 
*pushes him down to the ground and my leathery wings pin him down in place, as my eyes turn a fiery crimson* HE. DOES. NOT!!!! NEVER!!!!
*Ereinion sees his father* Ada! I’ll help you! *pokes Írelilta with his blunt spear repeatedly*

*Fingon glares up at Írelilta, still baring his fangs* You need to take a step back and consider what kind of impression you want to make in front of others.
 
*Maitimo grimaces at seeing someone kiss one of the people who tortured him* Again. I don't feel so good.
Well, that's what happens with one who's the fallen Valie of Desire.... 😅
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Take it down a notch! *loosens his sword as a warning*
*hears the sound of a metal blade and my blood runs cold for a moment* You Noldor truly do not know how fallen you yourselves are....claiming us to be fallen, deranged....when the deeds of your House did no better! And neither are the Nolofinwians exempt from this! *eyes narrow but I still keep Fingon pinned to the ground*
 
*Ereinion sees his father* Ada! I’ll help you! *pokes Írelilta with his blunt spear repeatedly*
No....that won't work on me. *flaps the spear away easily*
*Fingon glares up at Írelilta, still baring his fangs* You need to take a step back and consider what kind of impression you want to make in front of others.
Well, you should take a look at what deeds you did to make yourself in the same position as I am! Fallen and deprived of the glory you once had!
 
And....now you're falling onto me. *sighs and wraps my arms around her* Truly, I was fated to be the Fallen Valie of Desire, it seems....
Ew, NO!!! *scrambles out of her reach, stepping on her wing in the process*

*Maitimo stands tensely with his sword loosened, but he sees Tauriel inadvertently has it handled, so he makes no move*

*whispering*
Finno, run!
*Fingon stands up and grabs his son, carrying him to the other end of the room* You are very brave, but stay here with Uncle Fëanor, ion nín.
 
Tauriel: Sorry! It was an accident, I promise. Is your wing okay?
*sighs and glances sideways to see that it has been ripped and torn* Even if it's not, it's what I get for following my desires too easily. A lesson to be learnt, I guess. *sighs and tries to get up, but winces in pain and falls back down again*

*mutters half to myself* Yep, definitely a lesson to be learnt. Truly fallen.
 
Tauriel: I’m sorry your wing has been damaged. Do you need a healer? One of my brothers learned to be a healer.
 
Tauriel: I’m sorry your wing has been damaged. Do you need a healer? One of my brothers learned to be a healer.
*shakes head* I don't think so.... *winces as I try to get up but stumbles, leaning against a wall*

*mutters softly* My powers shouldn't be so diminished.....is this what happened to him as well after his fall...?
 
*shakes head* I don't think so.... *winces as I try to get up but stumbles, leaning against a wall*

*mutters softly* My powers shouldn't be so diminished.....is this what happened to him as well after his fall...?
*Fingon sees Írelilta and sighs* Look. My quarrel is with Morgoth and Sauron and their servants; not with you, Amaniel. Can we not put this tension behind us and go back to being allies like we were before?
 
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