Chapter4
Melkor is having a think about his plans for the future when he hears something going on outside.
Melkor: aw sounds like fluffy's asleep!
Little did he know Beren and Lúthien had just sent Carcharoth to sleep and were heading towards Morgoth!
Melkor: hum sounds like someone's coming? Probably some orcs. I know! I'll show off my new Rap to them!
{Enter Lúthien and Beren in wolf form}
Lúthien: My lord! I come to. erm. sing to thee! For thine entertainment!
Melkor: ooh! Allow me to go first!
Melkor rises puts a cap on the wrong way round.
Melkor: Yo! Yo! I am da Mastar! Yer yer no one is Fastar! Oh yer!
Do do! You cana beat me Yo yo! Coz I is da bee! Oh yer! Well what do you think?
Lúthien: erm. excellent! You should be a comedian!
Beren thinks: That was the biggest pile of Crap since Frank the immensely fat had constipation for five years, yet kept eating and piling it up until one day when he let it all go in one enormous heap of malodorous excrement!
Melkor: It wasn't a joke!
Lúthien: ah!
Melkor: well.. lets hear your song then!
Lúthien sings and dances and soon Melkor is feeling drowsy.
Melkor: * yawns * I need to just lie down and perhaps have a sleep.
Melkor falls to the ground asleep. Hugging his 'teddy bear'
Lúthien: Now Beren! Let us take the Silmaril!
Beren: I'll use this knife I conveniently found hear on the ground!
The knife snaps as Beren tries to extract the silmaril!
Beren: Damnation man!
Lúthien: who's' Damnation man?
Beren: he's a comic book hero I used to like!
Lúthien: oh.
Eventually Beren and Lúthien get the Silmaril and leave the castle. However, they meet up with Carcharoth!
Beren: Back foul beast of Morgoth!
Carcharoth: NO! I didn't like being put to sleep!
Beren holds up the Silmaril and Carcharoth bites Beren's hand off.
Beren: oh Fu...
(to be concluded)
Melkor is having a think about his plans for the future when he hears something going on outside.
Melkor: aw sounds like fluffy's asleep!
Little did he know Beren and Lúthien had just sent Carcharoth to sleep and were heading towards Morgoth!
Melkor: hum sounds like someone's coming? Probably some orcs. I know! I'll show off my new Rap to them!
{Enter Lúthien and Beren in wolf form}
Lúthien: My lord! I come to. erm. sing to thee! For thine entertainment!
Melkor: ooh! Allow me to go first!
Melkor rises puts a cap on the wrong way round.
Melkor: Yo! Yo! I am da Mastar! Yer yer no one is Fastar! Oh yer!
Do do! You cana beat me Yo yo! Coz I is da bee! Oh yer! Well what do you think?
Lúthien: erm. excellent! You should be a comedian!
Beren thinks: That was the biggest pile of Crap since Frank the immensely fat had constipation for five years, yet kept eating and piling it up until one day when he let it all go in one enormous heap of malodorous excrement!
Melkor: It wasn't a joke!
Lúthien: ah!
Melkor: well.. lets hear your song then!
Lúthien sings and dances and soon Melkor is feeling drowsy.
Melkor: * yawns * I need to just lie down and perhaps have a sleep.
Melkor falls to the ground asleep. Hugging his 'teddy bear'
Lúthien: Now Beren! Let us take the Silmaril!
Beren: I'll use this knife I conveniently found hear on the ground!
The knife snaps as Beren tries to extract the silmaril!
Beren: Damnation man!
Lúthien: who's' Damnation man?
Beren: he's a comic book hero I used to like!
Lúthien: oh.
Eventually Beren and Lúthien get the Silmaril and leave the castle. However, they meet up with Carcharoth!
Beren: Back foul beast of Morgoth!
Carcharoth: NO! I didn't like being put to sleep!
Beren holds up the Silmaril and Carcharoth bites Beren's hand off.
Beren: oh Fu...
(to be concluded)