A/N: This is to appease all my suicidal instincts here. They were
clamoring for a Mary-Sue. I have obliged them. [] show little comments of
my own. You may want to try pronouncing the Mary-Sue's name out loud. ;D
Also, I take pride in having my fics being mostly grammatically correct.
This one is no exception, although I have put my comments in brackets.
Disclaimer: Tolkien owns all of the semi-recognizable characters. The Mary-
Sue belongs to whoever wants to claim her. (Just give me the blame, er,
credit).
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Anna Smith was staring at her computer screen and twisting a hank of her mouse brown hair around one finger. 'That does it!' After she had thought that, Anna proceeded to type.
~*~*~*~*~*~ Summary: A beautiful Elf is forced in marriage to Thranduil. She ends up falling for Legolas. Will he love her back? Please read and review! Author's Note: This is (like) my (like) first story. I've (like) tried to get rid of all the likes because my (like) English teacher says so. Since this is (like) my first story, please be nice. This is after the Return of the King. I know what's happened in the plot because I've read Cliffnotes. Disclaimer: It all belongs to Tolkien
[Sunsong: After this story.why should he want it?]
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there was a tiny kingdom called Middle-earthland. [Anna didn't have much imagination] In the kingdom of Middle-earthland, lived an amazingly beautiful Elf maiden named Imahorewen. She was more beautiful than Arwen and Galadriel combined. [Anna didn't like competition either.] One day she was out walking when her evil, meanie-mo Father showed up. [Anna doesn't like writing curse words.]
"Imahorewen, get ready to leave."
"But, Daddeee!"
"Your marriage has finally been nicely arranged with Thranduil the King of Mirkwood. While I have to pay a dowry for you, the bride-payments are worth at least five times that amount." [Sensible of the king of Middle-earthland. He gets rid of a useless and annoying Mary-Sue and gets paid in exchange.] "The last time that Thranduil of Mirkwood was here, he saw your once in a lifetime beauty and declared that he simply had to have you. Now, mount your horse." Imahorewen's father was obviously cruel and evil. A forced marriage! That was, like, from the middle ages! [Yes, yes, I know. This is the Middle Ages. YOU tell her that]
Imahorewen saw that there was nothing she could do. She mounted her horse with courage. She would see this through. However, nothing she could do prevented the pearl-like tears from slipping down her cheeks. It took four long weeks for her to arrive in Mirkwood. Her father insisted on accompanying her. Imahorewen knew that she could have easily escaped the small company, yet something held her back. It certainly wasn't fear of being caught. She was able to walk in the woods without making a sound or leaving tracks. She also knew that she could live on her own in the woods for years if she had to. In other words, it was the fact that somehow or another, she knew she would meet someone special. Imahorewen had come from a long line of seeresses and had the gift in a greater measure than any of her ancestresses. Imahorewen started to get a headache in the back of her overly-beautiful and thick skull that heralded a vision.
****** Anna looked at her computer screen.
"Hey, I, like, didn't type that.I think I, like so should correct that." [Like, duh. Of COURSE you didn't type that. You are in my power! *Evil laugh heard in background *]
Anna started to type.
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Imahorewen started to get a headache in the back of her eyes that heralded a vision. But, like, wait! It was no vision! The most beautiful (the only word that could be used for HIS good looks) elf she had ever seen rode up on a perfect white horse with a flowing, silvery mane and tail. [Kindly excuse me while I barf.] Imahorewen knew she was in love.
Anna's A/N: Give me, like, 200 and something reviews, and I'll like, update soon!
Sunsong's A/N: Yes, yes, I do want reviews before I continue with this monstrosity (so I can have someone to blame). You have been warned. MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! Oooh, that was fun! Evil laughter is FUN! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!
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Anna Smith was staring at her computer screen and twisting a hank of her mouse brown hair around one finger. 'That does it!' After she had thought that, Anna proceeded to type.
~*~*~*~*~*~ Summary: A beautiful Elf is forced in marriage to Thranduil. She ends up falling for Legolas. Will he love her back? Please read and review! Author's Note: This is (like) my (like) first story. I've (like) tried to get rid of all the likes because my (like) English teacher says so. Since this is (like) my first story, please be nice. This is after the Return of the King. I know what's happened in the plot because I've read Cliffnotes. Disclaimer: It all belongs to Tolkien
[Sunsong: After this story.why should he want it?]
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there was a tiny kingdom called Middle-earthland. [Anna didn't have much imagination] In the kingdom of Middle-earthland, lived an amazingly beautiful Elf maiden named Imahorewen. She was more beautiful than Arwen and Galadriel combined. [Anna didn't like competition either.] One day she was out walking when her evil, meanie-mo Father showed up. [Anna doesn't like writing curse words.]
"Imahorewen, get ready to leave."
"But, Daddeee!"
"Your marriage has finally been nicely arranged with Thranduil the King of Mirkwood. While I have to pay a dowry for you, the bride-payments are worth at least five times that amount." [Sensible of the king of Middle-earthland. He gets rid of a useless and annoying Mary-Sue and gets paid in exchange.] "The last time that Thranduil of Mirkwood was here, he saw your once in a lifetime beauty and declared that he simply had to have you. Now, mount your horse." Imahorewen's father was obviously cruel and evil. A forced marriage! That was, like, from the middle ages! [Yes, yes, I know. This is the Middle Ages. YOU tell her that]
Imahorewen saw that there was nothing she could do. She mounted her horse with courage. She would see this through. However, nothing she could do prevented the pearl-like tears from slipping down her cheeks. It took four long weeks for her to arrive in Mirkwood. Her father insisted on accompanying her. Imahorewen knew that she could have easily escaped the small company, yet something held her back. It certainly wasn't fear of being caught. She was able to walk in the woods without making a sound or leaving tracks. She also knew that she could live on her own in the woods for years if she had to. In other words, it was the fact that somehow or another, she knew she would meet someone special. Imahorewen had come from a long line of seeresses and had the gift in a greater measure than any of her ancestresses. Imahorewen started to get a headache in the back of her overly-beautiful and thick skull that heralded a vision.
****** Anna looked at her computer screen.
"Hey, I, like, didn't type that.I think I, like so should correct that." [Like, duh. Of COURSE you didn't type that. You are in my power! *Evil laugh heard in background *]
Anna started to type.
****
Imahorewen started to get a headache in the back of her eyes that heralded a vision. But, like, wait! It was no vision! The most beautiful (the only word that could be used for HIS good looks) elf she had ever seen rode up on a perfect white horse with a flowing, silvery mane and tail. [Kindly excuse me while I barf.] Imahorewen knew she was in love.
Anna's A/N: Give me, like, 200 and something reviews, and I'll like, update soon!
Sunsong's A/N: Yes, yes, I do want reviews before I continue with this monstrosity (so I can have someone to blame). You have been warned. MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! Oooh, that was fun! Evil laughter is FUN! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!