Mekor's fury!
A fanfic by J.k.Cornah
Deep in Angband Melkor is sitting on his throne being quite bored, when two orks come in to disturb him.
Ork1: Your Lordship! We come with news!
Melkor: Oh really? What is it this time? Elves nancing up to the castle to try and over throw me again.
Ork2: erm no! Well you see its like this.
Melkor then shoots a fireball at Ork 2 who falls dead
Melkor: sorry I did not like his voice. carry on.
Ork1: well, you see, some of us Orks have been thinking, and well we. if its not too much trouble, we'd erm like a.. well we'd bee deeply indebted to you if you'd.
Melkor: Speak! What do you wish?
Ork1: we would like some. pay.
Melkor rises from his throne and stares at Ork1 for a few seconds.
Melkor: PAY? PAY? WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM? MADE OF MONEY? I CAN'T PAY ALL 459000000000000001 OF YOU! I'D BE BROKE BY NOW!
Ork1: but your Evilness we only are paid in salt now! I for one have not found anywhere that accepts grains as currency!
The funeral for Ork1 was short but to the point, the vicar said "he was a bit rubbish really" and he was dumped in a hole. Meanwhile Melkor is sat once again on his throne felling quite bored.
Melkor: hum. perhaps I should have another war, they're normally good for a lark!
Just then Fingolfin came to the gates and sounded his horn.
Fingolfin: Morgoth! Come forth! I challenge thee to single combat! You wimp!
Melkor: Just coming.
Melkor takes hold of Grond his faithful hammer and goes out to meet Fingolfin.
Melkor: Yo dude! What's da haps?
Fingolfin: Your death is nigh! You shall pollute this earth no longer!
Melkor: oh, boo hoo, I am so scared! Oh mummy will you tell the mean man to go away! MAHAHAHA!
Fingolfin: WHAT?
Melkor: daah! You should look up sarcasm in the dictionary, its right between Dumb and Gullible!
Fingolfin: You are a strange man Morgoth!
Melkor: Ha Ha! You think you can. erm ..
Melkor looks through Thesaurus for fitting word.
Melkor: You think you can overpower me
Melkor looks very pleased with himself.
Fingolfin: are you ill?
Melkor: no! Although I am feeling a little cold coming on.
Fingolfin: I tire of your delays Morgoth! Let us fight now!
After a long battle, Fingolfin is defeated.
Melkor: Orks! Looks like meets back on the menu!
Orks: Yuk! Elf scum! We cannot eat that!
Melkor: your hopeless!
Deep in Angband Melkor is sitting on his throne being quite bored, when two orks come in to disturb him.
Ork1: Your Lordship! We come with news!
Melkor: Oh really? What is it this time? Elves nancing up to the castle to try and over throw me again.
Ork2: erm no! Well you see its like this.
Melkor then shoots a fireball at Ork 2 who falls dead
Melkor: sorry I did not like his voice. carry on.
Ork1: well, you see, some of us Orks have been thinking, and well we. if its not too much trouble, we'd erm like a.. well we'd bee deeply indebted to you if you'd.
Melkor: Speak! What do you wish?
Ork1: we would like some. pay.
Melkor rises from his throne and stares at Ork1 for a few seconds.
Melkor: PAY? PAY? WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM? MADE OF MONEY? I CAN'T PAY ALL 459000000000000001 OF YOU! I'D BE BROKE BY NOW!
Ork1: but your Evilness we only are paid in salt now! I for one have not found anywhere that accepts grains as currency!
The funeral for Ork1 was short but to the point, the vicar said "he was a bit rubbish really" and he was dumped in a hole. Meanwhile Melkor is sat once again on his throne felling quite bored.
Melkor: hum. perhaps I should have another war, they're normally good for a lark!
Just then Fingolfin came to the gates and sounded his horn.
Fingolfin: Morgoth! Come forth! I challenge thee to single combat! You wimp!
Melkor: Just coming.
Melkor takes hold of Grond his faithful hammer and goes out to meet Fingolfin.
Melkor: Yo dude! What's da haps?
Fingolfin: Your death is nigh! You shall pollute this earth no longer!
Melkor: oh, boo hoo, I am so scared! Oh mummy will you tell the mean man to go away! MAHAHAHA!
Fingolfin: WHAT?
Melkor: daah! You should look up sarcasm in the dictionary, its right between Dumb and Gullible!
Fingolfin: You are a strange man Morgoth!
Melkor: Ha Ha! You think you can. erm ..
Melkor looks through Thesaurus for fitting word.
Melkor: You think you can overpower me
Melkor looks very pleased with himself.
Fingolfin: are you ill?
Melkor: no! Although I am feeling a little cold coming on.
Fingolfin: I tire of your delays Morgoth! Let us fight now!
After a long battle, Fingolfin is defeated.
Melkor: Orks! Looks like meets back on the menu!
Orks: Yuk! Elf scum! We cannot eat that!
Melkor: your hopeless!