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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 smirks and rustles Maitimo's hair.* I'm also here for my own personal enjoyment. Enjoy the side effects.
Hey, I literally just did my curl routine, kindly don't mess it up!!

...While you're there, though, would you be able to braid my hair? I can't do it myself anymore...

*watches Curvo and Tyelko, facepalms*
 
braid my hair? I can't do it myself anymore...
Laurinalótë: I suppose...
*Laurinalótë begins weaving Maitimo's hair with considerable skill for a plant whose hands are leaves.*

Yavanna: Your sister loved climbing the mantel of her person. She would also be tucked in his hair to both of their liking.

Laurinalótë: I am not my sister...
 
Aaah... right... Do you want me to send the snake after him?
Also just to clarify. Beren was all your own fault.
Uff. Whatever. *goes a bit pale and flops over onto his side*

Yaulë jumps down from Nelyo's shoulder, fur fluffed. He stands in front of Curufin and hisses at the small tiger, though he is afraid himself.
 
Laurinalótë: I suppose...
*Laurinalótë begins weaving Maitimo's hair with considerable skill for a plant whose hands are leaves.*
Thank you!

*gives a contented sigh; with the presence of Laurinalotë and Yaulë, this is the most relaxed he's felt in centuries*

Do you want Yaulofinwë to do if for you?
Yaulofinwë: I'll scratch him too!
Tyelko: ....
on second thoughts... maybe not.
*sarcastically* Good thinking, Tyelko.
This is why I want a normal cat, not a wild one...

Yavanna: Your sister loved climbing the mantel of her person. She would also be tucked in his hair to her liking.

Laurinalótë: I am not my sister...
Who's your sister?
 
Uff. Whatever. *goes a bit pale and flops over onto his side*

Yaulë jumps down from Nelyo's shoulder, fur fluffed. He stands in front of Curufin and hisses at the small tiger, though he is afraid himself.
*Yaulofinwë sees Yaulë*
Daddy!
*Jumps out of Tyelko's arms and run to him*
Tyelko: what in Angband was that?!
 
*Yaulofinwë sees Yaulë*
Daddy!
*Jumps out of Tyelko's arms and run to him*
Tyelko: what in Angband was that?!
Yaulë has his ears back, but is quick thinking enough to start showing the youngster how to behave like a proper cat, for the sake of all the twolegs here. He begins to lick the wounds on Curufin's arms.

Curufin feels too light-headed to protest.
 
*Yaulofinwë sees him licking the wound and so he does just that*
 
Yaulë: *pausing* As he still drinks milk, I think he may be in need of his mother. And I have not seen any such large cat around here, so perhaps he has been orphaned and become attached to me instead.
Tyelko:Íri can be his mom!
Lómion:....
Seriously?! I'm the one raising her!
Aredhel: no no he's got a point!
 
Ah. That makes more sense.

...Speaking of orphaned cats, would you happen to know any stray cats in need of a home, Yaulë?
Yaulë: Stray? We walk with purpose. But there is one I have seen, quieter than I. A three-colour cat, red black and white. I have seen her thrice now, near Quick Leap's abode. But she has not found rest there. Perhaps if you go there, she will come out and greet you. I cannot say.
 
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