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!

 

[Áramandë Amaniel]

*follows her gaze* Beautiful night outside, with the stars and the light of Isil shining.

*smiles sorrowfully* I cannot gaze at them for long. Their light burns my heart, of a desire that can never again be fulfilled....

*her voice trails off softly and delicately*

 

[Fingon_Findekáno]

*smiles sorrowfully* I cannot gaze at them for long. Their light burns my heart, of a desire that can never again be fulfilled....

*her voice trails off softly and delicately*

You seem blue. Would you like some blue milk? It’s very good, I promise.

 

[Áramandë Amaniel]

You seem blue. Would you like some blue milk? It’s very good, I promise.

*chuckles a little* Ah, non merci! Regular shall do!

 

[Fingon_Findekáno]

*chuckles a little* Ah, non merci! Regular shall do!

If you insist. *refills her glass with regular milk* There. Would you like another tray of cookies?

 

[Áramandë Amaniel]

If you insist. *refills her glass with regular milk* There. Would you like another tray of cookies?

Very much so, I shall!

 

[Fingon_Findekáno]

Very much so, I shall!

*nods, and walks over to the door, calling out into the hallway* Fresh plate of white chocolate chip cookies, please!

*after a minute, a Minion dressed in serving attire walks in, carrying a plate of fresh, steaming cookies. He sets the plate down by Amaniel, bows, and leaves, after sneaking a cookie off the plate for himself*

 

[Áramandë Amaniel]

*nods, and walks over to the door, calling out into the hallway* Fresh plate of white chocolate chip cookies, please!

*after a minute, a Minion dressed in serving attire walks in, carrying a plate of fresh, steaming cookies. He sets the plate down by Amaniel, bows, and leaves, after sneaking a cookie off the plate for himself*

*bows to Fingon* Ah, merci, sweet Fingon!

*twirls in the air before sitting down and nibbling on a cookie delicately*

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

As a Fiery (and fallen) Valie of Desire, I would definitely not want that to happen to me. 🥲

Supposedly I am a 'small' Spirit of Fire spirit of candle??, and I have had water dumped on my head a few times. *looks at Írissë* I appear to have survived.

*hugs her back*
Try not to fall so much, you guys. I can't always be around to give you huggies to fix it.

*Curufin pretends to bury himself further into his book. Had his frustration with being an Oath-bound individual in warring Beleriand been made occasionally tolerable thanks to 'Tyelko huggies'? Yes. Would he admit this aloud? No.*

No, it’s not. And I’m not playing your game. I don’t trust anything trying to seduce others in dark ways, especially when it comes to “sensual” and “desirous” content. 😑

*Most of the time, Curufin is about as romantic as a brick, so he has barely even paid attention to that side of Írelilta's powers.*

*raises another eyebrow* Ilúvatar and the Ainur? No thanks, they do nothing but confine and restrain those who stay in Valinor. I'm sure a lot of the exiled Noldor would agree with me on that one.

I am one of the worst of the exiled Noldor, or... so they tell me. I couldn't care less about the Ainur *looks to the side with a thumbs up* 'cept you Aulë, you're cool, but Ilúvatar, your maker and mine? Well let's just say these are apples and oranges. I don't lump them together. Neither did Atar.

*Ereinion brings Gwaloth and his stuffed lion to the window, and he shows his puppy the beautiful twinkling of the jewels on the lion as they glitter in the starlight*

*Curufin smiles a little, then looks down at his metal-engraving book again, thinking he must try this interesting pattern someday, perhaps on something like a ring or other item of jewellery.*

 

[Áramandë Amaniel]

I am one of the worst of the exiled Noldor, or... so they tell me. I couldn't care less about the Ainur.

Well, you're surely not the worst. You're a rather thoughtful one.

 

[Áramandë Amaniel]

*Most of the time, Curufin is about as romantic as a brick, so he has barely even paid attention to that side of Írelilta's powers.*

Well, Curufin, maybe some day you could learn from me....as long as a certain Nolofinwian doesn't object... *glances uncertainly in Fingon's direction*

 

[Fingon_Findekáno]

Well, Curufin, maybe some day you could learn from me....as long as a certain Nolofinwian doesn't object... *glances uncertainly in Fingon's direction*

Curvo’s married. But if you must teach him how to woo his wife, please do it elsewhere, where my son won’t overhear. Thank you for asking first.

 

[Áramandë Amaniel]

Curvo’s married. But if you must teach him how to woo his wife, please do it elsewhere, where my son won’t overhear. Thank you for asking first.

*grins* You're welcome! *twirls around in glee*

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

Well, Curufin, maybe some day you could learn from me...

*looks somewhat bemused for a moment, then a mischievous smirk appears on his face*
Oh, I don't know about that. I don't think Nelyo would appreciate a new addition to my repertoire of manipulative abilities.
*raises voice a bit, still smiling*
What say you, Nelyafinwë?

 

[Áramandë Amaniel]

*looks somewhat bemused for a moment, then a mischievous smirk appears on his face*
Oh, I don't know about that. I don't think Nelyo would appreciate a new addition to my repertoire of manipulative abilities.

*raises eyebrow* Follow your own desire....don't get manipulated by the thoughts and desires of others.... *smirks*

 

[Maedhros_Nelyafinwë]

*looks somewhat bemused for a moment, then a mischievous smirk appears on his face*
Oh, I don't know about that. I don't think Nelyo would appreciate a new addition to my repertoire of manipulative abilities.
*raises voice a bit, still smiling*
What say you, Nelyafinwë?

If you just want to learn how to make your wife happier, go for it. Otherwise, you've got pleeeenty enough skills in trickery, sarcasm, irony, tripping up people with your words and everything!

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

*raises eyebrow* Follow your own desire....don't get manipulated by the thoughts and desires of others.... *smirks*

Nelyo's approval is a mere formality. He can tell you I do as I like anyway.

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

Nelyo's approval is a mere formality. He can tell you I do as I like anyway.

*Raises a hand and nods in agreement*

 

[Áramandë Amaniel]

You Feanorians are quite the rebellious bunch and I love you all for that. Like, really. *smiles at them*

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

THANK YOU! Some people *points at Maitimo with his head* don't want to see it.

 

[Maedhros_Nelyafinwë]

THANK YOU! Some people *points at Maitimo with his head* don't want to see it.

...Implying I'm not a Fëanorian...?