I was sick and bored and my Internet was screwed up and I was listening to
the Charmed theme (though that has nothing to do with this) and I came up
with this idea and it may have been done before I don't know I apologize if
it has, I SWEAR I didn't/don't know. : )
Ok.my idea. You probably won't get this if you don't know LOTR or HDM, so.just a warning.
My idea: Lyra and Will are..lets see.trying to get to the world of the dead but when Will cuts through they don't get to that farmhouse thingy with the dead guy and horses and flies (from The Amber Spyglass).they get to the LOTR world! Hee hee hee. They are..with Gimli, Legolas, and Aragorn (notice how they ALWAYS say, Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli, or Legolas, Aragorn, and Gimli? Well, I feel sorry for Gimli so I put him first and Aragorn last because he's always first but this is sort of off the subject so I'll try and get back to the parody)
Will: cuts through
Lyra & Will: go through the window and step out onto the plains of Rohan a little farther along than the 3. C'mon, I HAD to make them meet! Unrealistic or not.
Gimli, Legolas, & Aragorn: come up & see Will and Lyra
Lyra: sees that they have no dæmons & hides Pan
Aragorn: Have you seen 2 hobbits? Or a band of Uruk-Hai?
Lyra: What and what?
Legolas: The hobbits would look like small children to you. Small children with pointed ears and hairy feet.
Gimli: And the Uruk-Hai are monster type things that used to be elves. I can still see the resemblance.
Legolas: hits Gimli
A/N: Yes, I KNOW they were friends by now but I don't care.
Will: No. We just got here. (he closed the window already)
Aragorn: How could you have just gotten here?
Lyra: Well, you see, we was just taking a walk in our world when suddenly we found ourselves here.
The author has just realized that she forgot the Gallevespians, but will continue to until it is convenient to remember them.
Legolas: Your...world?
Gimli: There is only one world?
Aragorn: Why are we talking in turns?
Legolas: I don't know. Why do you always get to go first?
Gimli: Why am I always last?
Will: to Lyra Let's just tell them the truth. Can't hurt.
Lyra: But Wi-ill! I LIKE lying!
Will: Oh, get over yourself!
Lyra: pouts
Will: to Legolas Um.ma'am?
Aragorn: whispering Sir.
Legolas: As if you've never seen a male with long hair before.
Gimli: Maybe he hasn't.
Will: Sorry. But, you see, I have this knife. pulls the knife out
Aragorn: Ooh! Nifty! I wanna see!
Legolas: He's talking to ME, Ranger.
Gimli: snickers, then quickly shuts up. Elves are annoying, not funny
Aragorn: Soon to be king of Gondor!
Legolas: Yes, uh.
Lyra: Will. His name is Will, and I'm Lyra.
Will: I could've said that myself Lyra. Anyway, despite what you think, there are many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many manyv many many many many many many many many many ma-
Lyra: Will! They get the idea!
Will: Ok! Ok! Sheesh. Anyway, many universes and my knife can cut a window so you can go from one to the other AND it can cut through ANYTHING. Nifty knife or WHAT man?
Gimli: Not bad.
Aragorn: Not BAD? That is one NIFTY knife, dude! Can I see?
Will: Sorry. No.
Lyra: I can tell you where whatever it is you're looking for is.
Legolas: WHO. And how? You en't no elf.
Lyra: You say en't too?
Gimli: I thought ents were tree things or something.
Aragorn: Don't look at me.
Legolas: We try not too.
Lyra: Do you want me to or not? See, I got this nifty (I'm saying that word a lot aren't I?) compass thing called an..uh.
Pan: ALETHIOMETER.
Lyra: Yeah. That. Anyway, I do my thing and then it tells me the truth.
Gimli: Cool. Ask it which are better, elves or dwarves?
Aragorn: We already know that. Elves of course.
Legolas: What do you care? You're a man.
Gimli: He thinks he's an elf, remember?
Aragorn: I AM an elf!
Legolas: Whatever. Are we STILL speaking in turns?
Gimli: Yep. Thanks a bunch, ELF!
Incurelf: It's not HIS fault. It's me!
Aragorn: Who are you?
Incurelf: The author. Now get back to the story.
Lyra: I can't ask it opinion questions. Now should I ask about the habits or not?
Legolas: Hobbits.
Lyra: Whatever. sits down and begins reading the alethiometer
Gimli: Who was it that spoke before?
Aragorn: A ghost! clings to Legolas
Will: Not a ghost, her dæmon.
Legolas: Her WHAT?
Gimli: Demon! They're in league with Sauron!
Aragorn: Help me, Legolas, the bleedin' ghost is conna cop us!
A/N: I found a dialect site and I just couldn't resist and I'm not making fun just having fun. Get it? Ok then. Fake sounding or not, I don't care. I'm doing it anyway. On with the fic!
Legolas: THERE'S NO GHOST YOU STUPID UGLY DIRTY SMELLY HUMAN!!!!
Gimli: Ha. Looks like the elf finally cracked.
Lyra: has finished reading and was listening to the dæmon conversation and takes Pan out of her pocket Not a ghost. This is my dæmon. His name is Pantalaimon. The habits-
Aragorn: HOBBITS YER FRICKIN RETARD!
Lyra: Hobbits. Whatever. Anyway, keep going and these horse dudes are gonna come from the other way but don't worry 'bout them they're gonna help you and then later you'll find out what happened to the habits an-
Legolas: HOBBITS, damn you!
Lyra: AND THEN enter the forest and that's all it told me. We're outa here, Will.
Will: Why?
Lyra: Dude. Will. This is SO not the world of the dead.
Will: Oh. Right. Ok then. How do we leave?
Lyra: smacks him
Gimli: World of the dead?
Lyra: Yeah. We're going there. Got any messages?
Aragorn: Boromir. Boromir of Gondor. He's there. Tell 'im-
Lyra: Hold it! I need more info on this dude first. Takes out pen & paper that she inexplicably had in her rucksack Ok. Name: Boromir of Gondor. Age?
Legolas: Really young.
Gimli: Middle aged man.
Lyra: Middle aged. Right. Gender: Male. Dress:
Aragorn: Arwen gave 'IM a dress TOO?
Legolas: No, stupid. What was he wearing?!
Gimli: Sorta what you see him wearing. gestures to Aragorn Only a lot cleaner and prettier.
Aragorn: Hey! I resent that!
Pan: Shut up!
Lyra: Thanks, Pan dearie! Now, let me draw that..draws a bad picture of Aragorn Message:
Legolas: He's an ugly young human who is to vain for his own good. Elves, now. Elves are COOL, man. Especially me. I'm a VERY pretty elf. See? brushes hair
Gimli: coughs
Aragorn: No, init?Tell 'im that wot I told 'im were a lie. I took the Ringg.
Will: Ring?
Legolas: Like your knife. And is it just me, or are we STILL speaking in order?
Incurelf: sniggers Yep!
Gimli: I resent that!
Aragorn: MY line!
Incurelf: Come on, guys! It's fun!
Legolas: Is not! You don't even have a proper hair color!
Incurelf: Do so. It's auburn, and it'll be red one day. So there!
Gimli: Are there redheads in Middle Earth?
Lyra: to Will They're freaking me out dude. Let's get outa here.
Will: cuts through to Lyra's world, although neither of them realize that Come on!
Aragorn: Yer can't leave yet! Struth! Yer 'AVE ter see a picture of me totally 'ot-3000-year-old-one-of-a-kind-elf chick!
Will: You got an elf chick? You go, dude! they slap hands
Lyra: WILL! We're leaving! they go through the window
Ok now. Question. Should I stop here or have the 3 (and me) follow them? PLEASE review and tell me; I know this was kind of long, but.yeah. I like reviews. See ya!
Ok.my idea. You probably won't get this if you don't know LOTR or HDM, so.just a warning.
My idea: Lyra and Will are..lets see.trying to get to the world of the dead but when Will cuts through they don't get to that farmhouse thingy with the dead guy and horses and flies (from The Amber Spyglass).they get to the LOTR world! Hee hee hee. They are..with Gimli, Legolas, and Aragorn (notice how they ALWAYS say, Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli, or Legolas, Aragorn, and Gimli? Well, I feel sorry for Gimli so I put him first and Aragorn last because he's always first but this is sort of off the subject so I'll try and get back to the parody)
Will: cuts through
Lyra & Will: go through the window and step out onto the plains of Rohan a little farther along than the 3. C'mon, I HAD to make them meet! Unrealistic or not.
Gimli, Legolas, & Aragorn: come up & see Will and Lyra
Lyra: sees that they have no dæmons & hides Pan
Aragorn: Have you seen 2 hobbits? Or a band of Uruk-Hai?
Lyra: What and what?
Legolas: The hobbits would look like small children to you. Small children with pointed ears and hairy feet.
Gimli: And the Uruk-Hai are monster type things that used to be elves. I can still see the resemblance.
Legolas: hits Gimli
A/N: Yes, I KNOW they were friends by now but I don't care.
Will: No. We just got here. (he closed the window already)
Aragorn: How could you have just gotten here?
Lyra: Well, you see, we was just taking a walk in our world when suddenly we found ourselves here.
The author has just realized that she forgot the Gallevespians, but will continue to until it is convenient to remember them.
Legolas: Your...world?
Gimli: There is only one world?
Aragorn: Why are we talking in turns?
Legolas: I don't know. Why do you always get to go first?
Gimli: Why am I always last?
Will: to Lyra Let's just tell them the truth. Can't hurt.
Lyra: But Wi-ill! I LIKE lying!
Will: Oh, get over yourself!
Lyra: pouts
Will: to Legolas Um.ma'am?
Aragorn: whispering Sir.
Legolas: As if you've never seen a male with long hair before.
Gimli: Maybe he hasn't.
Will: Sorry. But, you see, I have this knife. pulls the knife out
Aragorn: Ooh! Nifty! I wanna see!
Legolas: He's talking to ME, Ranger.
Gimli: snickers, then quickly shuts up. Elves are annoying, not funny
Aragorn: Soon to be king of Gondor!
Legolas: Yes, uh.
Lyra: Will. His name is Will, and I'm Lyra.
Will: I could've said that myself Lyra. Anyway, despite what you think, there are many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many manyv many many many many many many many many many ma-
Lyra: Will! They get the idea!
Will: Ok! Ok! Sheesh. Anyway, many universes and my knife can cut a window so you can go from one to the other AND it can cut through ANYTHING. Nifty knife or WHAT man?
Gimli: Not bad.
Aragorn: Not BAD? That is one NIFTY knife, dude! Can I see?
Will: Sorry. No.
Lyra: I can tell you where whatever it is you're looking for is.
Legolas: WHO. And how? You en't no elf.
Lyra: You say en't too?
Gimli: I thought ents were tree things or something.
Aragorn: Don't look at me.
Legolas: We try not too.
Lyra: Do you want me to or not? See, I got this nifty (I'm saying that word a lot aren't I?) compass thing called an..uh.
Pan: ALETHIOMETER.
Lyra: Yeah. That. Anyway, I do my thing and then it tells me the truth.
Gimli: Cool. Ask it which are better, elves or dwarves?
Aragorn: We already know that. Elves of course.
Legolas: What do you care? You're a man.
Gimli: He thinks he's an elf, remember?
Aragorn: I AM an elf!
Legolas: Whatever. Are we STILL speaking in turns?
Gimli: Yep. Thanks a bunch, ELF!
Incurelf: It's not HIS fault. It's me!
Aragorn: Who are you?
Incurelf: The author. Now get back to the story.
Lyra: I can't ask it opinion questions. Now should I ask about the habits or not?
Legolas: Hobbits.
Lyra: Whatever. sits down and begins reading the alethiometer
Gimli: Who was it that spoke before?
Aragorn: A ghost! clings to Legolas
Will: Not a ghost, her dæmon.
Legolas: Her WHAT?
Gimli: Demon! They're in league with Sauron!
Aragorn: Help me, Legolas, the bleedin' ghost is conna cop us!
A/N: I found a dialect site and I just couldn't resist and I'm not making fun just having fun. Get it? Ok then. Fake sounding or not, I don't care. I'm doing it anyway. On with the fic!
Legolas: THERE'S NO GHOST YOU STUPID UGLY DIRTY SMELLY HUMAN!!!!
Gimli: Ha. Looks like the elf finally cracked.
Lyra: has finished reading and was listening to the dæmon conversation and takes Pan out of her pocket Not a ghost. This is my dæmon. His name is Pantalaimon. The habits-
Aragorn: HOBBITS YER FRICKIN RETARD!
Lyra: Hobbits. Whatever. Anyway, keep going and these horse dudes are gonna come from the other way but don't worry 'bout them they're gonna help you and then later you'll find out what happened to the habits an-
Legolas: HOBBITS, damn you!
Lyra: AND THEN enter the forest and that's all it told me. We're outa here, Will.
Will: Why?
Lyra: Dude. Will. This is SO not the world of the dead.
Will: Oh. Right. Ok then. How do we leave?
Lyra: smacks him
Gimli: World of the dead?
Lyra: Yeah. We're going there. Got any messages?
Aragorn: Boromir. Boromir of Gondor. He's there. Tell 'im-
Lyra: Hold it! I need more info on this dude first. Takes out pen & paper that she inexplicably had in her rucksack Ok. Name: Boromir of Gondor. Age?
Legolas: Really young.
Gimli: Middle aged man.
Lyra: Middle aged. Right. Gender: Male. Dress:
Aragorn: Arwen gave 'IM a dress TOO?
Legolas: No, stupid. What was he wearing?!
Gimli: Sorta what you see him wearing. gestures to Aragorn Only a lot cleaner and prettier.
Aragorn: Hey! I resent that!
Pan: Shut up!
Lyra: Thanks, Pan dearie! Now, let me draw that..draws a bad picture of Aragorn Message:
Legolas: He's an ugly young human who is to vain for his own good. Elves, now. Elves are COOL, man. Especially me. I'm a VERY pretty elf. See? brushes hair
Gimli: coughs
Aragorn: No, init?Tell 'im that wot I told 'im were a lie. I took the Ringg.
Will: Ring?
Legolas: Like your knife. And is it just me, or are we STILL speaking in order?
Incurelf: sniggers Yep!
Gimli: I resent that!
Aragorn: MY line!
Incurelf: Come on, guys! It's fun!
Legolas: Is not! You don't even have a proper hair color!
Incurelf: Do so. It's auburn, and it'll be red one day. So there!
Gimli: Are there redheads in Middle Earth?
Lyra: to Will They're freaking me out dude. Let's get outa here.
Will: cuts through to Lyra's world, although neither of them realize that Come on!
Aragorn: Yer can't leave yet! Struth! Yer 'AVE ter see a picture of me totally 'ot-3000-year-old-one-of-a-kind-elf chick!
Will: You got an elf chick? You go, dude! they slap hands
Lyra: WILL! We're leaving! they go through the window
Ok now. Question. Should I stop here or have the 3 (and me) follow them? PLEASE review and tell me; I know this was kind of long, but.yeah. I like reviews. See ya!
