I'm back again!
Tarock: Maybe the orc in you will like number 16 as well.
Elanhin: I dunno, it seems to be mostly within the rating. I'm sure they can handle it.
Hirilnara: Yup, that's the Mary Sue theory. I'll get round to that later.
Legolas-lover-baby: Yup, I read your story. Very . . . interesting. And weird is good!
Bulma Greenleaf: Yes, I updated fast. The names . . . well, they're just a product of my deranged imagination.
Writer From Rivendell: //Gasp// Constructive criticism? How could you? That might actually allow them to improve! And I'm still using your ideas, and my own. All the better to kill 'Sues with.
Pastlemouth: Ooh, nice name. I'll write that down.
Pointy Ears Are My Thing: I post whenever I want. And don't kill Frodo - I need him for some of my stories. Yes, evil cheating Aragorn.
Feanare: Violent child . . . well done!
The Noble Platypus: I don't think we've had any of those ideas, actually. And I borrowed Litheriwhatsit, thank you. Had to give her an equally stupid surname, however. And thanks for the advice.
Merrylyn: Oh, *those* orbs. Right. I see. And they do say 13 is an unlucky number . . .
Malfoyelf: I'm sorry about thirteen. Really very sorry. But it had to happen sometime, what with the 'Sues main obsessions. Yay for removing PJ's UnCanon scenes! Maybe we should refer this to Writer From Rivendell and the Elves Against Movie!Arda . . .
Tindomiel: Well, I'm glad you liked it. Huh, Arwen. She cheated.
AarIIe: Thank you. Nice to know I'm not losing my touch.
Liliac (fangirl in training): Nice ideas. I used one of them, look! Much evilness.
Ah, nice to be morbid, yes?
Nmber Sixteen: Orcs! Mark II
An army of orcs rushed through the door of the Chamber of Records, deep within Moria. As the Fellowship armed themselves, Violetta Angelhair leapt onto Balin's tomb. "Do not fear!" she cried. "I am a powerful sorceress! I shall use my magic to protect us!"
Unfortunately, as her 'magic' seemed to consist of holding her arms in the air and chanting, the orcs were not impressed. She was brought down by an arrow from outside the door. The Fellowship fought on, and left the room with many dead in it - Violetta amongst them.
Number Seventeen: The Cracks Of Doom [RotK spoiler]
Frodo fell to the ground, visible again, and clutched at his hand. As Sam rushed over to him, Arabella Skysong turned instead to the creature that danced on the edge of the chasm. Gollum held aloft a finger, on which the Ring glinted.
Enraged, Arabella lunged for the thing that had once been a hobbit. He, however, had had his reactions honed over hundreds of years. He sidestepped, and she plunged into the molten lava with barely a splash.
It might have comforted her to know that Gollum joined her a few seconds later, but probably not very much.
Number Eighteen: Mirkwood
Lilyofthevalley Moonmist was lost. After being transported to Middle Earth from her home in New York, she had wandered to Mirkwood in search of her lust object, Legolas. She hadn't actually read the books, but someone had mentioned to her once where to find him.
Sadly, she was so busy composing songs in her head to sing to the Elf once she found him that she didn't look where she was going. It was only when she felt something brsh her cheek that she looked up, to find giant spiders all around her.
When Legolas happened to pass by several days later, he noticed a skeleton with multi-coloured hair lying on the ground. But he did not stay long.
Number Nineteen: Mirkwood Mark II
King Thandruil looked at the girl his guards had escorted into his palace. She had striped hair, eyes that changed colour so often that it hurt to look at them, and claimed that her name was Litherienennalleluiacarabthiel Anamentalenissarianne. She also said she was looking for his son, and knew far too much about his palace.
That decided him. "Lock her up," said the King. As she was led away, he sighed. No one had come through here without having to spend some time in the dungeons, not since those dwarves. Ah, well . . . best forget about it.
And forget about it he did. So much so that, several months later, on imprisoning yet another wanderer, the guards found a decaying corpse with striped hair . . .
Number Twenty: The Lonely Mountain [From 'The Hobbit']
Bilbo crept down the passage to the centre of the Mountain, his ring firmly on his finger. Unfortunately, he didn't notice that Harmony Lightfoot, the girl they had rescued from Mirkwood, had followed him through the secret door.
Upon reaching the chamber, Bilbo discovered to his horror that the great dragon Smaug was awake! Ansd, worse still, had smelled that someone was there. Bilbo was in great danger of being burned to a crisp when the dragon noticed Harmony hiding in the tunnel.
As the rock cooled from the blast of flame, Bilbo, who had fortunately been out of the passage by that time, saw that there was nothing left of Harmony save a shadow burnt into the wall.
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I know there aren't many 'Sues who plague the Hobbit, but I like the dragon. So, no worries, right?
hS
Tarock: Maybe the orc in you will like number 16 as well.
Elanhin: I dunno, it seems to be mostly within the rating. I'm sure they can handle it.
Hirilnara: Yup, that's the Mary Sue theory. I'll get round to that later.
Legolas-lover-baby: Yup, I read your story. Very . . . interesting. And weird is good!
Bulma Greenleaf: Yes, I updated fast. The names . . . well, they're just a product of my deranged imagination.
Writer From Rivendell: //Gasp// Constructive criticism? How could you? That might actually allow them to improve! And I'm still using your ideas, and my own. All the better to kill 'Sues with.
Pastlemouth: Ooh, nice name. I'll write that down.
Pointy Ears Are My Thing: I post whenever I want. And don't kill Frodo - I need him for some of my stories. Yes, evil cheating Aragorn.
Feanare: Violent child . . . well done!
The Noble Platypus: I don't think we've had any of those ideas, actually. And I borrowed Litheriwhatsit, thank you. Had to give her an equally stupid surname, however. And thanks for the advice.
Merrylyn: Oh, *those* orbs. Right. I see. And they do say 13 is an unlucky number . . .
Malfoyelf: I'm sorry about thirteen. Really very sorry. But it had to happen sometime, what with the 'Sues main obsessions. Yay for removing PJ's UnCanon scenes! Maybe we should refer this to Writer From Rivendell and the Elves Against Movie!Arda . . .
Tindomiel: Well, I'm glad you liked it. Huh, Arwen. She cheated.
AarIIe: Thank you. Nice to know I'm not losing my touch.
Liliac (fangirl in training): Nice ideas. I used one of them, look! Much evilness.
Ah, nice to be morbid, yes?
Nmber Sixteen: Orcs! Mark II
An army of orcs rushed through the door of the Chamber of Records, deep within Moria. As the Fellowship armed themselves, Violetta Angelhair leapt onto Balin's tomb. "Do not fear!" she cried. "I am a powerful sorceress! I shall use my magic to protect us!"
Unfortunately, as her 'magic' seemed to consist of holding her arms in the air and chanting, the orcs were not impressed. She was brought down by an arrow from outside the door. The Fellowship fought on, and left the room with many dead in it - Violetta amongst them.
Number Seventeen: The Cracks Of Doom [RotK spoiler]
Frodo fell to the ground, visible again, and clutched at his hand. As Sam rushed over to him, Arabella Skysong turned instead to the creature that danced on the edge of the chasm. Gollum held aloft a finger, on which the Ring glinted.
Enraged, Arabella lunged for the thing that had once been a hobbit. He, however, had had his reactions honed over hundreds of years. He sidestepped, and she plunged into the molten lava with barely a splash.
It might have comforted her to know that Gollum joined her a few seconds later, but probably not very much.
Number Eighteen: Mirkwood
Lilyofthevalley Moonmist was lost. After being transported to Middle Earth from her home in New York, she had wandered to Mirkwood in search of her lust object, Legolas. She hadn't actually read the books, but someone had mentioned to her once where to find him.
Sadly, she was so busy composing songs in her head to sing to the Elf once she found him that she didn't look where she was going. It was only when she felt something brsh her cheek that she looked up, to find giant spiders all around her.
When Legolas happened to pass by several days later, he noticed a skeleton with multi-coloured hair lying on the ground. But he did not stay long.
Number Nineteen: Mirkwood Mark II
King Thandruil looked at the girl his guards had escorted into his palace. She had striped hair, eyes that changed colour so often that it hurt to look at them, and claimed that her name was Litherienennalleluiacarabthiel Anamentalenissarianne. She also said she was looking for his son, and knew far too much about his palace.
That decided him. "Lock her up," said the King. As she was led away, he sighed. No one had come through here without having to spend some time in the dungeons, not since those dwarves. Ah, well . . . best forget about it.
And forget about it he did. So much so that, several months later, on imprisoning yet another wanderer, the guards found a decaying corpse with striped hair . . .
Number Twenty: The Lonely Mountain [From 'The Hobbit']
Bilbo crept down the passage to the centre of the Mountain, his ring firmly on his finger. Unfortunately, he didn't notice that Harmony Lightfoot, the girl they had rescued from Mirkwood, had followed him through the secret door.
Upon reaching the chamber, Bilbo discovered to his horror that the great dragon Smaug was awake! Ansd, worse still, had smelled that someone was there. Bilbo was in great danger of being burned to a crisp when the dragon noticed Harmony hiding in the tunnel.
As the rock cooled from the blast of flame, Bilbo, who had fortunately been out of the passage by that time, saw that there was nothing left of Harmony save a shadow burnt into the wall.
* * * *
I know there aren't many 'Sues who plague the Hobbit, but I like the dragon. So, no worries, right?
hS