Free For All
In the beginning there was an egg. J.R.R Tolkein took that egg cracked it open into a skillet and cooked that egg with bacon, chives, and cheese and after putting some pepper on top he said that it was good. He then named that egg an Omelet. On the second day he called over R.K Rowling and made her try his "Omelet" and she too said that it was good. On the Third day he had a séance with Rowling and they brought George Lucas back from the dead, and he too said that the "Omelet" was good. On the forth day Tolkien invited over the head of Sony, and he too said that it was good. On the fifth, sixth, and seventh day he had a huge fu**ing party and invited over just about every other really important person to try his "Omelet" and in a huge roar they all said yea...Well maybe they it wasn't really a roar, but it was generally agreed upon that it was good. And J.R.R. Tolkien was please with his work and on the eighth day he rested. Then he began to turn in his grave when he heard what a group of quasi-adults had done to his precious... Lord of the Rings...
Frodo Baggins was a fairly tall hobbit, and had had more than enough adventures in his small lifetime, after all he was only fifty. So there he was just sitting down at his table having second breakfast with Sam, when suddenly there was a great rumbling, and within moments there was a bright flash of light and then a great crash, and Frodo knew that breakfast was now over.
" Harry I told you that we shouldn't try that dimensional spell, I mean it required twenty toenail clippings from ten different dark lords. And Voldie wasn't pleased one bit when we stole his, and did you see them they were disgusting, I think he might have some kind of fungus, maybe Ebola or something don't you agree? Well it doesn't matter but then we had to go a get darth Vaders toenails and..." Frodo heard two very distinctive groans.
" I told you we shouldn't have told her about this spell that that fairy godmother gave us!" Frodo had to listen very hard to hear this "Harry's" reply "...we had to Ron, I wasn't about to clip the Wicked Witch of the West's toenails..." "Good point Harry"
" Oh look at that little person Ron, do you think it's a house elf?" "Wicked. What are you?" Frodo suddenly heard Sam explode
"What kind of people are you falling in on peoples roofs like that? Why I think you crushed master Frodo! OH! Master Frodo where are you, are you hurt, are you dead, if you are yell please!!!" ... "I mean yell if you are alive and ugh..." Frodo sighed then kindly yelled " SAM GET OFF OF ME!!!!!!!!!!!!" Sam jumped off of Frodo screamed and fainted.
Frodo stood up and gingerly dusted himself off, which was very hard to do seeing as he was completely covered in some kind of soot. "Well then, would you all like some tea?"
Harry and the others look over at the small black little person and nodded. "Yes that would be nice, but we are expecting eight more people so you had best be prepared, we're off to go look for dragon nuggets that's under a really big hill..." Harry trailed off confusedly, what the hell was he talking about?!?! They had been trying to get into Malfoy's room, because he and Ron had heard that he had a wicked collection of poke'mon cards. Harry slowly realized that Hermione was talking " ..so because of all of those reason we must help this little person, now what are you little person?"
Frodo looked up at the frizzy haired lady " I'm a Hobbit and my names..."
" A hobbit well that great! Let's see we'll call this campaign Saving Hobbits In Trauma so let's see that acronym would be, S. H. I... oh dead maybe I had better change that..." Slowly Hermione began to mumble to herself... "Fixing Unusual Catastrophes Kindly...no that wouldn't work..."
In the beginning there was an egg. J.R.R Tolkein took that egg cracked it open into a skillet and cooked that egg with bacon, chives, and cheese and after putting some pepper on top he said that it was good. He then named that egg an Omelet. On the second day he called over R.K Rowling and made her try his "Omelet" and she too said that it was good. On the Third day he had a séance with Rowling and they brought George Lucas back from the dead, and he too said that the "Omelet" was good. On the forth day Tolkien invited over the head of Sony, and he too said that it was good. On the fifth, sixth, and seventh day he had a huge fu**ing party and invited over just about every other really important person to try his "Omelet" and in a huge roar they all said yea...Well maybe they it wasn't really a roar, but it was generally agreed upon that it was good. And J.R.R. Tolkien was please with his work and on the eighth day he rested. Then he began to turn in his grave when he heard what a group of quasi-adults had done to his precious... Lord of the Rings...
Frodo Baggins was a fairly tall hobbit, and had had more than enough adventures in his small lifetime, after all he was only fifty. So there he was just sitting down at his table having second breakfast with Sam, when suddenly there was a great rumbling, and within moments there was a bright flash of light and then a great crash, and Frodo knew that breakfast was now over.
" Harry I told you that we shouldn't try that dimensional spell, I mean it required twenty toenail clippings from ten different dark lords. And Voldie wasn't pleased one bit when we stole his, and did you see them they were disgusting, I think he might have some kind of fungus, maybe Ebola or something don't you agree? Well it doesn't matter but then we had to go a get darth Vaders toenails and..." Frodo heard two very distinctive groans.
" I told you we shouldn't have told her about this spell that that fairy godmother gave us!" Frodo had to listen very hard to hear this "Harry's" reply "...we had to Ron, I wasn't about to clip the Wicked Witch of the West's toenails..." "Good point Harry"
" Oh look at that little person Ron, do you think it's a house elf?" "Wicked. What are you?" Frodo suddenly heard Sam explode
"What kind of people are you falling in on peoples roofs like that? Why I think you crushed master Frodo! OH! Master Frodo where are you, are you hurt, are you dead, if you are yell please!!!" ... "I mean yell if you are alive and ugh..." Frodo sighed then kindly yelled " SAM GET OFF OF ME!!!!!!!!!!!!" Sam jumped off of Frodo screamed and fainted.
Frodo stood up and gingerly dusted himself off, which was very hard to do seeing as he was completely covered in some kind of soot. "Well then, would you all like some tea?"
Harry and the others look over at the small black little person and nodded. "Yes that would be nice, but we are expecting eight more people so you had best be prepared, we're off to go look for dragon nuggets that's under a really big hill..." Harry trailed off confusedly, what the hell was he talking about?!?! They had been trying to get into Malfoy's room, because he and Ron had heard that he had a wicked collection of poke'mon cards. Harry slowly realized that Hermione was talking " ..so because of all of those reason we must help this little person, now what are you little person?"
Frodo looked up at the frizzy haired lady " I'm a Hobbit and my names..."
" A hobbit well that great! Let's see we'll call this campaign Saving Hobbits In Trauma so let's see that acronym would be, S. H. I... oh dead maybe I had better change that..." Slowly Hermione began to mumble to herself... "Fixing Unusual Catastrophes Kindly...no that wouldn't work..."