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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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*picks them both up like footballs, one in each arm*
*coughs, finally able to breathe*
*is relieved for the briefest of moments*
*Fingon watches, and bursts out laughing at the sight, unable to help himself*
*immediately starts scowling at Fingon*

Nelyafinwë, I couldn't care less if this is your way of amusing yourself. But does it have to be in front of the Nolofinwion?!
*he sounds exactly like Fëanor in that moment, but he cannot loudly project his voice like his father, so the words don't quite have the same effect*
 
*pretending to be gravely serious* Your complaint is duly noted, Curufinwë. However, the bureau is closed and is receiving no more complaints. *gives him a slight, affectionate squeeze*

Yayyyy!!!
*Hugs Maitimo*
🥺 Aww... *squeezes him back*
 
*screams*
Hey I can see Fautuatar's sleigh from up here! I don't know why it has a single eye drawn on it but it's still cool!
Yavanna, rolling her eyes: You must be seeing my husband's latest Cyclops Airship.

Laurinalótë: AULË YOU DID IT?! I am so proud of you.

*There is no response from Aulë's forge.*

Huh, he must be working on his next prototype.
 
A single eye...? That's not a good sign... I saw a lot of single eyes drawn on the walls of Angband.
You can't even see my eyes.

Yavanna: Hush, child. I think not you would wish so.

Laurinalótë: True. Then you would pull a Caranthir and name me something like Hwindahen (Crazy Eye)...
 
*pretending to be gravely serious* Your complaint is duly noted, Curufinwë. However, the bureau is closed and is receiving no more complaints. *gives him a slight, affectionate squeeze*
*turns a slight laugh into a scoff*
*mutters, wincing* Mind the ribs. They've only just been rescued from your other captive there. *but he puts a hand on Nelyo's arm and does not remove it*

*sees opportunity and tickles Curufin*
Take it you little gremlin!
*is not normally ticklish, but yelps in surprise at the dig to his abdomen, as Tyelko is not exactly gentle*
*Forgetting the last shreds of dignity that remained to him after being picked up, he pokes Tyelko in the head* Take that, you...!
 
*Forgetting the last shreds of dignity that remained to him after being picked up, he pokes Tyelko in the head* Take that, you...!
HEY! Air Time means Behave Yourself Time! I can't hold two squirming, fighting, fully grown Eldar forever, you know. *slowly lowers them to the ground, struggling not to drop them*
 
*is not normally ticklish, but yelps in surprise at the dig to his abdomen, as Tyelko is not exactly gentle*
*Forgetting the last shreds of dignity that remained to him after being picked up, he pokes Tyelko in the head* Take that, you...!
Ouch! What was that for?!
*Massages the spot on his head where Curvo had poked*
Darn metal hand!
HEY! Air Time means Behave Yourself Time! I can't hold two squirming, fighting, fully grown Eldar forever, you know. *slowly lowers them to the ground, struggling not to drop them*
Nooooo! Don't put me down! I'm not finished counting the presents!
 
Ouch! What was that for?!
*Massages the spot on his head where Curvo had poked*
Darn metal hand!
*matter of factly* My stomach requested it be avenged in kind.

HEY! Air Time means Behave Yourself Time! I can't hold two squirming, fighting, fully grown Eldar forever, you know. *slowly lowers them to the ground, struggling not to drop them*
*With the release from his big brother's grip, his childish mood evaporates at once, and the full weight of how ridiculous he looked descends upon him. He stands for a moment, staring at the ground. Somewhat defeated, he gives Nelyo a hesitant pat on the shoulder. Whether it is an expression of affection, resignation or apology, not even he knows.*
 
Well...let us see if you can avenge it again!
*Pokes him on the stomach again*
*stifles another yelp*
*a malicious spark in his eye* Oh, is that how it's going to be?
*grabs Celegorm's outstretched hand and yanks it towards himself, sticking his foot out to trip Celegorm as he is pulled forward*
 
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