Hair Dye, Cloning and General Epic Chaoticness

[Maedhros_Nelyafinwë]

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!

 

[Glorfindel Goldtress]

(My Autocorrect reaaally wanted to correct you in the past, but I couldn't bear to do it with all your splendid writing in the PRP. So I had Laurinalótë do the job! 😂 )

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

(My Autocorrect reaaally wanted to correct you in the past, but I couldn't bear to do it with all your splendid writing in the PRP. So I had Laurinalótë do the job! 😂 )

(And I still don't want to accept it hehe!)

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

*overhears this part and mutters to himself* Times when I’m glad to be older than Tyelko…

*continues to play with the lion and cover it with his hands to make it glow for Ereinion*

That is why I love Íri more than I love you!

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

Ereinion: *looks to Curvo with his sweet eyes* Thank you!

*a very faint blush is visible*
You're welcome, young one.

*gets angry even thinking of him*
Yes Laurë. He might act like a innocent little bard but he is vicious. He purposefully skinned, seasoned the roasted you and Íri -- I mean the bunny you and baby chick Íri! You too were such tiny things--I mean you still are but you barely had any meat on your bones. And only because you nibbled on his music sheets!

Curufin highly doubts he ever was this rabbit, due to never feeling the slightest edge of anxiety around Maglor. However, he frowns at the needless cruelty to juvenile animals, which normally shouldn't be eaten. One's personal crafts are serious business, but still. He decides he will keep an eye on Maglor's mental health from now on... Though if something is wrong, he might have to ask Nelyo for help, because he has that thing... what was it again? 'Emotional intelligence'. Anyway...

*remembers something from Tyelko's attack on Sauron*
Is that why you're putting glue in his food, Tyelko? To... seal his teeth shut so he can't... eat any more baby animals?
*inwardly cringes at the ridiculous nonsense currently exiting his mouth, but tries his best to keep a neutral face for his brother's sake*

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

Um...no? I was planning to put some in his food to give him a mild... stomachache?
*Stares at Curvo a bit fearfully*

 

[Glorfindel Goldtress]

Um...no? I was planning to put some in his food to give him a mild... stomachache?
*Stares at Curvo a bit fearfully*

*Fautuatar narrows his eyes.* Is this some more monkey business? As they say in these modern eras.

Yavanna: Only one monkey in this room do I see.

Fautuatar: What are you trying to say?!

Yavanna: As personally did you receive it; therefore, understand you did.

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

Um...no? I was planning to put some in his food to give him a mild... stomachache?
*Stares at Curvo a bit fearfully*

*nods matter-of-factly*
Ah. I see. So I assume your goal is simple retribution, and not future incident prevention?
*helpful advice mode*
You see, depending on the type of glue you have and how much you use, the effects could range from a light stomach-ache, to some not-so-light abdominal pain, to just a little bit of a coma, to a mild case of death. Therefore, brother, I would advise you to consider the particular level to which you are willing to offend against your family and the Valar, before you proceed further.

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

*nods, just as serious*
Don't worry. I tried this particular glue on you once and you're still alive so...

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

*nods, just as serious*
Don't worry. I tried this particular glue on you once and you're still alive so...

*makes an unidentifiable noise*
*stares at him reproachfully*
When was this exactly...? And for what reason?

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

Um...a few centuries ago in Himlad. You killed my little spider when she was trying to braid your hair. I only saw fair to take my revenge from you too. Even though you are my little black bunny!
*Pinches his cheek*

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

Um...a few centuries ago in Himlad. You killed my little spider when she was trying to braid your hair. I only saw fair to take my revenge from you too. Even though you are my little black bunny!
*Pinches his cheek*

Ugh. *looks down, rubbing his cheek*
And I thought the spider in my hair must have bitten me. I was feeling kind of sick that evening and couldn't sleep for most of the night.
*mutters* And I'm not sure I'm relieved to learn the truth.

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

*frowns and hugs him*
Come now. I'm sorry for doing that. If it makes you feel better I tested it on myself first to make sure you'll live through that.

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

If it makes you feel better I tested it on myself first to make sure you'll live through that.

*chuckles slightly*
I believe you. But are you sure you had the idea first and tested it on yourself, or did you just decide to see what eating glue was like one day, and then got the idea to use it on others? *grins*

*does not move, as he is actually rather enjoying the hug, to his surprise*

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

*throws him a grin as if to say: you know me so well*

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

*gives an understanding 'of course I do' nod*


(this silent exchange must be entirely confusing to observers, lol)

 

[Fingon_Findekáno]

Riiight. While you two have a cuddle party and plot against Makalaurë, *pulls out a board game and sets it on the table* Maitimo, would you and Lómion like to play a game? I’d ask you too, Laurinalótë, but I don’t know if flowers play games…

*Ereinion continues to play happily with his lion toy*

 

[Maedhros_Nelyafinwë]

Depends on what the game is, but if it's good, sure!

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

*Lómion throws a look at Aredhel to make sure she isn't doing anything dangerous before nodding*
Sure. I can take a break.

 

[Tyelkormo the Fair]

Hey Curvo! Let's play a game of ourselves. We keep punching each other. The last one standing wins!

 

[Server Room Gremlin]

Hey Curvo! Let's play a game of ourselves. We keep punching each other. The last one standing wins!

*shakes his head with an 'oh welp' expression*
I'm up for it. Let's go.
*gets to his feet*