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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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*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.
 
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(See you later)
What's happening?! Why is everybody disappearing?
 
Maglor: Did you try tapping the 'send' button?
(Hello!)
(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!)
 
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?

*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*
 
That would explain, but it's rather odd they all had appointments at the same time.
 
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.
 
*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?!
 
*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.
 
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?
 
(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.
 
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?
 
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.)
 
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