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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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Íri: a bit?
*looks down at his braids and sees how disheveled they look* Oh. Right.

*to Laurinalótë and Yavanna* As much as I love Maitimo’s red hair, can I please have my dark hair back?

The screams were Finno's fault though? Not me?
*Holds him less tightly*
*pauses the tickling momentarily* If you promise to stop squeezing the life out of Maitimo and just hug him normally, I’ll stop. *holds his hands out in ready position, just in case*
 
you almost made me pass out!
*mutters* Likewise.

*to Maitimo*
Oh... sorry?
*To Curvo,still angry at him*
You deserved it!
*does not respond, now staring suspiciously at the presents, and wondering about the eye on the sleigh*
*voice a bit funny from holding his nose* ...Look, I don't know if it's my concussion talking, but I'm just now thinking of someone else who called himself 'Lord of Gifts'.
 
*makes a weird expression, then looks over at Fingon*

Until we're sure, keep your kid away from him. Alright?
Don’t have to tell me twice. *glances over at Ereinion playing with Auntie Íri as she lets him examine Laurinalótë’s flowers in her hand to distract him*

*Sauron enters, wearing a Santa elf custom*
Wait, now there’s two of them? *warily looks back and forth from Fautuatar to Sauron Santa*
 
*Sauron, with a I'd kill to not be here tone*
you better watch out.
you better not cry.
you better not pout I'm telling you why.
Fautuatar is coming to town.
Fautuatar is coming to town.
Fautuatar is coming to tooown.
*Curufin cringes at the sound. He now looks positively murderous*
 
Don’t have to tell me twice. *glances over at Ereinion playing with Auntie Íri as she lets him examine Laurinalótë’s flowers in her hand to distract him*
Will you guys kindly put those back in my hair? I can't explain it, but they make me feel calmer--

*Sauron, with a I'd kill to not be here tone*
you better watch out.
you better not cry.
you better not pout I'm telling you why.
Fautuatar is coming to town.
Fautuatar is coming to town.
Fautuatar is coming to tooown.
*forgets about being calm; his eyes widen and he draws his sword*

That voice!! I know that voice!! 😳

*charges at Sauron the Santa's Helper, screaming*
 
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