ANTI-DEPRESSANT FUNNESS!!!
randomwriter96
Disclaimer: ..*sigh* I don't own LOTR..yet.
Btw~ Yay! People still read my story! I love you guys! I'm so touched. *sniffle*
Note~ Sorry this one's so short!
I promised to give a warning. Here it is. And you had better read it cuz I reeaaaally don't want to be blamed for giving out TTT spoilers. Unless, of course, you already read the book. Well, then, if you have, keep going and skip the warning!
WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING!!!!
Ok. Now you know that this is a warning. TTT SPOILER WARNING!!!!!
For those who are deprived, spoilers mean HINTS. BIGGER THAN HINTS. Spoilers tell you everything you want to know except that you DIDN'T want to know at that exact moment.
Did that confuse you?
Not much of a warning.
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[RIGHT before the big battle! (I PROMISE the battle will come next chapter) A thought about battle cries...]
"A...Aragorn?" Legolas stuttered to Aragorn (duh) as their horses trotted side by side.
"WHAT now??" Aragorn was (obviously) still pissed about the fire and the brush incidents.
"Umm...I know how to fight and all..."
"HAHAHA! Ahem. Sorry. Keep going,"
"Stupid mortal moron," Legolas muttered, then continued in his normal voice. "What exactly is a battle cry? Do you...cry in battle?"
"You DON'T know what a battle cry is?" Aragorn stared at Legolas is disbelief.
"No!" Legolas...err...defended himself. "We, SPECIAL IMMORTAL MORE- BEAUTIFUL-THAN-YOU-MEN-WILL-EVER-BE ELVES, fight and attack by stealth and silence, needing no battle cry, whatever that is. You MEN just stampede RIGHT into battle like a herd of oliphants, letting the enemy know EXACTLY where you are and therefore getting MORE of you get killed!! But, then again, what am I thinking? Naturally, you MEN would do such an idiotic thing like that," Legolas concluded his statement lightly and brought one of his hands up to his face to scrutinize the cleanness of his nails. Aragorn blinked, pondered the argument, then glared daggers at Legolas's braids, wishing dearly to chop them off right then and there.
"Oh, right. What's a battle cry?" Legolas suddenly turned towards Aragorn. Aragorn rolled his eyes.
"And you call yourselves the WISEST, most INTELLIGENT people on Middle Earth," He scoffed. Legolas flipped his hair and put his scrutinized hand on his waist.
"But we ARE! Being WISE and INTELLIGENT does NOT necessarily mean we have to know EVERY SINGLE term in your godforsaken language of MEN..AND-"
"And I see a perfect example of this....WHERE?" Aragorn proceeded to look everywhere except at Legolas. Legolas sighed.
"Alrite. I will say NO more. I see my representation of the SPECIAL IMMORTAL MORE-BEAUTIFUL-THAN-YOU-MEN-WILL-EVER-BE ELVES has failed to move the cold hearts of MEN. I give up until I see a mortal who TRULY understands us. Back to battle cries,"
"Errrg. Shut UP and listen then. A battle cry is phrase or statement that is yelled out by one person and/or everyone right before a battle, and in some cases during the battle, to raise the hearts of the soldiers (or fighters) and give them hope and confidence. And perhaps intimidate the enemy a bit," Aragorn said.
"Oh....can I have a battle cry?"
"What??"
"CAN I HAVE A BATTLE CRY?"
"Your...own battle cry?"
"Yes. What's wrong with that? I don't approve of a battle cry uttered forth by all...MEN. I should yell one for the Elves," Legolas nodded. Aragorn raised an eyebrow.
"If...you WANT to...I suppose..." There was a lengthy pause.
"How's 'GO ELVES!'?" Legolas asked Aragorn.
"That is an EMBARRASING battle cry. Please...don't yell that. I'm stationed right next to you. That could ruin my reputation...forever,"
"How about... 'ELVES ARE COOL AND ORCS DROOL!'? How's that one?" Legolas grinned like a schoolgirl cheerleader.
"Oh...my...Valar..." Aragorn buried his face in his hands. Legolas's face fell.
"That wasn't good either?" Aragorn glared at Legolas. "I take that as a no..."
WHOOOSH! *pans camera to Aragorn, Legolas, and everyone else riding into the sunset, their backs faced to us* Far-off voices are heard...
"Ooo! I got it! How about 'I'LL HUNT YOU DOWN AND SLICE YOUR HEAD OFF AND I'LL SUCCEED CUZ I'M AN ELF! ELF! ELF!'?"
"ERRRG!!!! Ican'tkillLegolasIcan'tkillLegolasIcan'tkillLegolas..."
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randomwriter96
Disclaimer: ..*sigh* I don't own LOTR..yet.
Btw~ Yay! People still read my story! I love you guys! I'm so touched. *sniffle*
Note~ Sorry this one's so short!
I promised to give a warning. Here it is. And you had better read it cuz I reeaaaally don't want to be blamed for giving out TTT spoilers. Unless, of course, you already read the book. Well, then, if you have, keep going and skip the warning!
WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING!!!!
Ok. Now you know that this is a warning. TTT SPOILER WARNING!!!!!
For those who are deprived, spoilers mean HINTS. BIGGER THAN HINTS. Spoilers tell you everything you want to know except that you DIDN'T want to know at that exact moment.
Did that confuse you?
Not much of a warning.
********************************************************
[RIGHT before the big battle! (I PROMISE the battle will come next chapter) A thought about battle cries...]
"A...Aragorn?" Legolas stuttered to Aragorn (duh) as their horses trotted side by side.
"WHAT now??" Aragorn was (obviously) still pissed about the fire and the brush incidents.
"Umm...I know how to fight and all..."
"HAHAHA! Ahem. Sorry. Keep going,"
"Stupid mortal moron," Legolas muttered, then continued in his normal voice. "What exactly is a battle cry? Do you...cry in battle?"
"You DON'T know what a battle cry is?" Aragorn stared at Legolas is disbelief.
"No!" Legolas...err...defended himself. "We, SPECIAL IMMORTAL MORE- BEAUTIFUL-THAN-YOU-MEN-WILL-EVER-BE ELVES, fight and attack by stealth and silence, needing no battle cry, whatever that is. You MEN just stampede RIGHT into battle like a herd of oliphants, letting the enemy know EXACTLY where you are and therefore getting MORE of you get killed!! But, then again, what am I thinking? Naturally, you MEN would do such an idiotic thing like that," Legolas concluded his statement lightly and brought one of his hands up to his face to scrutinize the cleanness of his nails. Aragorn blinked, pondered the argument, then glared daggers at Legolas's braids, wishing dearly to chop them off right then and there.
"Oh, right. What's a battle cry?" Legolas suddenly turned towards Aragorn. Aragorn rolled his eyes.
"And you call yourselves the WISEST, most INTELLIGENT people on Middle Earth," He scoffed. Legolas flipped his hair and put his scrutinized hand on his waist.
"But we ARE! Being WISE and INTELLIGENT does NOT necessarily mean we have to know EVERY SINGLE term in your godforsaken language of MEN..AND-"
"And I see a perfect example of this....WHERE?" Aragorn proceeded to look everywhere except at Legolas. Legolas sighed.
"Alrite. I will say NO more. I see my representation of the SPECIAL IMMORTAL MORE-BEAUTIFUL-THAN-YOU-MEN-WILL-EVER-BE ELVES has failed to move the cold hearts of MEN. I give up until I see a mortal who TRULY understands us. Back to battle cries,"
"Errrg. Shut UP and listen then. A battle cry is phrase or statement that is yelled out by one person and/or everyone right before a battle, and in some cases during the battle, to raise the hearts of the soldiers (or fighters) and give them hope and confidence. And perhaps intimidate the enemy a bit," Aragorn said.
"Oh....can I have a battle cry?"
"What??"
"CAN I HAVE A BATTLE CRY?"
"Your...own battle cry?"
"Yes. What's wrong with that? I don't approve of a battle cry uttered forth by all...MEN. I should yell one for the Elves," Legolas nodded. Aragorn raised an eyebrow.
"If...you WANT to...I suppose..." There was a lengthy pause.
"How's 'GO ELVES!'?" Legolas asked Aragorn.
"That is an EMBARRASING battle cry. Please...don't yell that. I'm stationed right next to you. That could ruin my reputation...forever,"
"How about... 'ELVES ARE COOL AND ORCS DROOL!'? How's that one?" Legolas grinned like a schoolgirl cheerleader.
"Oh...my...Valar..." Aragorn buried his face in his hands. Legolas's face fell.
"That wasn't good either?" Aragorn glared at Legolas. "I take that as a no..."
WHOOOSH! *pans camera to Aragorn, Legolas, and everyone else riding into the sunset, their backs faced to us* Far-off voices are heard...
"Ooo! I got it! How about 'I'LL HUNT YOU DOWN AND SLICE YOUR HEAD OFF AND I'LL SUCCEED CUZ I'M AN ELF! ELF! ELF!'?"
"ERRRG!!!! Ican'tkillLegolasIcan'tkillLegolasIcan'tkillLegolas..."
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