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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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He is right here. You could just stop addressing him in the third person, you know. *Doesn't do it herself.*
Oh, trust me. He's in his own inner world and has not been paying a lick of attention to what's going on.

*Maitimo glances at Fëanor, who is playing, fascinated, with his new sword and Anakin's lightsaber. He's clashing them together and watching with intrigue as sparks fly off the metal sword, since Anakin's lightsaber is on a low power mode.*

*Screams and hides behind the older Curufinwë. Which is more effective because this one is actually taller than him and can offer him some cover*
*Fëanor doesn't even notice because he's too busy making pew-pew noises in his little play fight* Take that, bright blade of Nolofinwë! Even your powers of light cannot withstand the old fashioned might of the sword of Fëanáro!

So...uhm...dad? Not going to react to your firstborn trying to murder your only child who looks like your mom?🥺
*glances up, startled* Who? What? Where?

*spins around until he sees Tyelko*


Yes, Turcafinwë? What's the matter with you? Nelyo's just vacuuming.

*he gestures at Maitimo, who is casually whistling, wearing a work apron and vacuuming the carpet. The vacuum rattles as it sucks up cookie crumbs and Cheeto dust*
 
Yes but he's vacuuming ME! HE'S TRYING TO KILL ME!
 
*is not listening and sticks to Fëanor, hugging him close, trying to get Maitimo in trouble*
I'm scared Atar.🥺
*befuddled, Fëanor gives him an awkward but reassuring pat on the shoulder*

Whatever are you scared about? Nelyo is literally just vacuuming the mess. He's being helpful.

*Maitimo looks super innocent as he vacuums; blinks wide-eyed at Fëanor*
 
*looks up at him wide eyed, speaks with the most innocent tone he's capable of*
He said he's going to take revenge from me for no logical reason!
Earlier, he tried to bully Curvo and I into listening to him and after we didn't, he started chasing me with that vacuum!
Can I stay here with you? I don't feel safe with that thing on.🥺🥺🥺
 
(You fit right in here, Ent! 😂 )

*Fëanor doesn't really understand what's going on but he suspects Tyelko simply wants cuddles*

Hmm, I believe I know how to remedy this.

*hugs Tyelko fiercely*
 
he passes out, entirely asleep, with a soft thump as the rest of him hits the ground
*Yavanna moves to pick Curufin up and drapes him on the recliner Fëanor has now abandoned. She turns, and with a wave of her hands, the room is much cleaner.
Now no need there is for a "scary" vacuum.

Aulë: It could also be someone's Mettarë present next year...

Atar is hugging me.
Laurinalótë: I'm no expert, but I think this is where you hug back.
 
*Fëanor doesn't really understand what's going on but he suspects Tyelko simply wants cuddles*

Hmm, I believe I know how to remedy this.

*hugs Tyelko fiercely*
*Joins in the hug*

Even a fallen Valie desires an embrace at times!

*Curufin wakes up, finding himself on the recliner, and sees Fëanor hugging Tyelko and the fallen Valië*
*in his half-awake state, he briefly wonders if he is Fëanor now, because he is sitting in Fëanor's seat and that person over there who looks like Curufin is hugging his brother and an Ainu*
*then he looks down and sees Tyelko's baggy tunic and remembers everything properly*
*he scowls, realising he must have fallen asleep*

Your clothes are far too comfortable, bro, I fell asleep and thought I was Atar.
*pauses, then facepalms at how nonsensical he sounds*
Clearly, this is what I get for working on my projects for days on end.
 
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