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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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*also waves to Aule and Yavanna* Hey, it's been a while! *grins*
*Aulë and Yavanna wave back.*

We have those as well. There’s a whole assortment of flavors and styles of cookies. Our Minion bakers are very productive and thoughtful. Personally, I find a good glass of regular milk and a couple plain chocolate chip cookies hits the spot just right. Or, we have sugar cookies, peanut butter cookies, snickerdoodles, oatmeal raisin, molasses cookies; you name it, they made it.
Laurinalótë: Soooo, about my way of eating...
 
Hmm, I'd like an entire tray )or two!) of white chocolate cookies, if you don't mind....

The other tray, if I don't manage to finish it, will be for a certain Vala....
You can start with one for now. Here you go! *passes over a whole tray of white chocolate chip cookies*
 
*Aulë and Yavanna wave back.*
How has it been, since my brief absence...?
Laurinalótë: Soooo, about my way of eating...
*turns to Laurinalóte* Why, don't resist your own desires, embrace them! Have as many cookies as you desire!
You can start with one for now. Here you go! *passes over a whole tray of white chocolate chip cookies*
Yaaaaaaayyy! *squeals and jumps in delight and takes them excitedly*
 
How has it been, since my brief absence...?
Yavanna: It has been quite the chaotic evening. We have many cookie fans here, who are all eager to start a party.

Aulë: It was also just Mettarë, so I did my annual trip as Fautuatar. *Glances over at Yavanna* I still need to give you your present...

Yavanna, giving him a playful look: I think we have traumatized them enough.

Laurinalótë: I doubt such...

She’s a flower. She can’t eat like we can.
Don't remind me!

What if we crumbled a cookie up in water and sprinkled it on your soil, Laurinalótë?
That sounds like a great idea... *Points to the vase where some of her rests.*
 
She’s a flower. She can’t eat like we can.

What if we crumbled a cookie up in water and sprinkled it on your soil, Laurinalótë?
A live flower? Well, I didn't know that....*glances at Yavanna intriguingly* I wish I could create something too....I can't anymore, though.... *sighs sadly and dejectedly nibbles another cookie*
 
A live flower? Well, I didn't know that....*glances at Yavanna intriguingly* I wish I could create something too....I can't anymore, though.... *sighs sadly and dejectedly nibbles another cookie*
It… was more of an accident, so I’ve heard, from a specific elixir being spilt. That’s how we wound up with a talking tiger cub named Yaulofinwë too.

*glances tentatively at Fingon whilst nibbling the cookie* And....whilst we're at it....mind if I have a glass of milk to go with it...?
Of course you may! Here. *pours her a tall glass to go with the cookies* Fresh and cold from the pitcher. And here’s a napkin to wipe your fingers off with.
 
It… was more of an accident, so I’ve heard. That’s how we wound up with a talking tiger cub named Yaulofinwë too.
Yes, but at least they can create....I...can't.
Of course you may! Here. *pours her a tall glass to go with the cookies* Fresh and cold from the pitcher. And here’s a napkin to wipe your fingers off with.
Thank you.... *takes both the glass and the napkin*

Forgive me for my earlier passionate ways....sometimes my desire gets the better of me....*glances outside at the night sky and mutters* A lovelorn heart, a sorrowed fate.....what hope is there left, if not in night's darkness?
 
Thank you.... *takes both the glass and the napkin*
You are welcome. 😊

Forgive me for my earlier passionate ways....sometimes my desire gets the better of me....*glances outside at the night sky and mutters* A lovelorn heart, a sorrowed fate.....what hope is there left, if not in night's darkness?
It is okay, Amaniel. I was not the most civilized in my behavior either, though I do still mean my threat about the frying pan if any of those discussions ever cross my son’s ears. Regardless of what time has passed, however, we can still be friends. Agree?
 
I do still mean my threat about the frying pan if any of those discussions ever cross my son’s ears.
Well, you can whack me as hard as you want if I ever overstep my boundaries...

If I ever end up falling unconscious due to you, even better.
Regardless of what time has passed, however, we can still be friends. Agree?
*raises an eyebrow* With a fallen Valie? That is quite the suggestion, though I am open to it.
 
Well, you can whack me as hard as you want if I ever overstep my boundaries...

If I ever end up falling unconscious due to you, even better.
Duly noted. 😉

*raises an eyebrow* With a fallen Valie? That is quite the suggestion, though I am open to it.
You are still Amaniel somewhere in there, I’m sure, regardless of what you currently call yourself.
 
Yes, I do mean it. I have a hefty cast iron skillet on hand if needed.
*blinks* Oh, I have a feeling I wouldn't be feeling anything for a while if you whacked me with that....
It’s a good thing he’s NOT here. How are your cookies?
*nods solemnly* They're good. Very nicely baked, moist, delicious, flavourful. Quite the aesthetic and sensually-pleasing combination.
 

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