The wackiness continues...
Thankyou all that reviewed me, but even though this story is my creation, sadly the story is not. Confusing really. So what I mean is that ... um ...that I don't own the characters but I own the character's personalities, cause I made their personalities totally weird!!!!#$%%$##$%
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'Switch the story from Hermione!' shouted some random elves. Hermione shook her fist at them. Meanwhile, Harry and Ron were playing wizard's chess with the Gondorian army split in half behind each of them, shouting to move the knight left or to kill the pawn and a thousand different little, insignificant, petty, unimportant moves.
'Never!' shouted back Hermione 'I am the main character and no one; I said no one has the right to take away the gift of the main character from mmmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.'
'Then let the author decide,' said Gandalf. He looked around for my face, he looked up, looked down, looked behind, and looked at his side. I wasn't there. The one thing he forgot was the other side. 'Only a proper debate may settle this matter,' I said. A stage appeared and a wooden floor with a thousand chairs. There on both sides were four chairs and a small table for the chairs person with her/his bell. He (yes it's a he, his name is Haldir)
'I now introduce the first speaker on the defensive side, Herm... um ... mi... can't pronounce- uh, Her-mi-o-ninny Granger. Hermione glared at him and stood up.
'Our topic today is to keep ME as the main role of this story. Firstly, I would like to say that for long have I been on the topics of many fanfics, I have served in romance, action/adventure, mystery, humour and so many more, yet this magnificent story I only wish to do the same, did not the author choose ME to be the first topic. That is very obvious. Thank you.' Hermione sat down with a determined look on her face.
'I would now like to introduce the first speaker, Pippin, of the other side,' said Haldir.
'Hello everyone! I vote that we should make me the topic of the story,' Pippin danced a little and sang 'I've been slapped on the face by Gandalf, And killed a couple of yrchs. Yet fool of a took I am still, I can't play the fiddle But who cares I don't care All I want is FFFFFFFFFFFFOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD DDDDDD And to smoke a pipe with Merry, Did you not know that my feet stink!!!' sang Pippin. He bowed and everyone clapped.
'The second speaker, um, uh, um, uh Her-mi-o-ninny Granger,' stumbled Haldir.
'Well, I would just like to point out some faults in your speech –,' Hermione was interrupted.
'Time's up,' said Haldir constantly ringing his bell.
'Now for the second speaker of the other side, Legolas,' said the conscious of the Haldir.
'Good morning everyone, I am Legolas, I like my bow and arrows so you should make me the topic of the story. Thankyou.' Legolas skipped to his chair and skippily sat down. Hermione Granger slapped him. He slapped her back. She huffed and continued with her speech from before (you realise that she's the only one in the defensive team).
'Hey I heard that, anyway I was just telling you the properties of the fungus weed, it can also cure warts on toads and briefly for an hour it can make you fly, but this kind of weed is very rare –,' Hermione Granger was again interrupted because several hobbits began to fly.
'NextstoryisAragornandArwen,' said Haldir.
'Good afternoon everyone, long have we been the main romance for Lord of the Rings, even though we may have made you puke, we have become the main role and it is only proper for us to be the main role of this story. Thankyou,' said Arwen and Aragorn in perfect unison.
The stage disappeared and all trace of debating disappeared. Who won? Pippin.
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Peregrin Took. The fool –
'That is perfect grammatical sense, that is correct,' said Gandalf.
'Is not,' said Pippin.
'Is too,' argued Gandalf.
'Is not,' said Pippin.
...
...The fool. Yet that fool, curly blonde haired hobbit was the in the fellowship, that fool killed Witch King (Pippin touches his heart and holds up his chin, feeling proud) and it was also he who threw the bucket or stone down the well in Moria, which resulted in Gandalf nearly getting killed and Frodo, Sam, Aragorn, Legolas, Merry and himself getting immensely despaired. It was all Pippin's fault. Then it was he who looked into the Palantir and revealed himself the Sauron but saved Gandalf from looking into it himself therefore revealing all things he knew (Pippin bows his head in shame).
So now officially the story is about Pippin not Hermione anymore. Hermione sulks in the background but Pippin jumps with joy. Hermione tackles him down, do consider that Pippin is only half her size. I leave them be.
Oh my heavens! I haven't been annoyed. Thank the Valar for their kindness upon me.
Oh shoot! Now the death eaters have come to annoy me with Voldemort leading. They advance upon me with malicious masks attached to their ugly faces.
'I ain't ugly,' yelled Lucious. I slapped him on the back.
'Breathe, dude, have some of my avocados, grew them in my own garden, they're just sweet,' I said. Lucious took a bite of it
'Totally,' was the reply.
'Hey I was some avocado too,' said Crabbe.
'Avocados, up for grabs,' I shouted. Everyone dived for them, getting avocado all over themselves, except for me who can never be stained or become dirty. Voldemort however... was holding three avocados grovelling his face into them. Then Arwen appeared and shrieked.
'Aragorn's and daddy's being mean, they won't give me avocados,' she shrieked. I sighed and gave her an avocado. Once again I have failed to avoid being annoyed.
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Thankyou everyone who reviewed me, you have made me very happy. Please review. I beg of you.
No button was made to be pressed, all that isn't, dusts to be gone and forgotten
Everyone I love LOTR, and POTC and HP and those quotes about life and logic, they are so cool but Dim Dim knows them all.
Thankyou all that reviewed me, but even though this story is my creation, sadly the story is not. Confusing really. So what I mean is that ... um ...that I don't own the characters but I own the character's personalities, cause I made their personalities totally weird!!!!#$%%$##$%
,.:;' ,.:;' ,.:;' ,.:;' ,.:;' ,.:;' ,.:;' ,.:;' ,.:;'
'Switch the story from Hermione!' shouted some random elves. Hermione shook her fist at them. Meanwhile, Harry and Ron were playing wizard's chess with the Gondorian army split in half behind each of them, shouting to move the knight left or to kill the pawn and a thousand different little, insignificant, petty, unimportant moves.
'Never!' shouted back Hermione 'I am the main character and no one; I said no one has the right to take away the gift of the main character from mmmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.'
'Then let the author decide,' said Gandalf. He looked around for my face, he looked up, looked down, looked behind, and looked at his side. I wasn't there. The one thing he forgot was the other side. 'Only a proper debate may settle this matter,' I said. A stage appeared and a wooden floor with a thousand chairs. There on both sides were four chairs and a small table for the chairs person with her/his bell. He (yes it's a he, his name is Haldir)
'I now introduce the first speaker on the defensive side, Herm... um ... mi... can't pronounce- uh, Her-mi-o-ninny Granger. Hermione glared at him and stood up.
'Our topic today is to keep ME as the main role of this story. Firstly, I would like to say that for long have I been on the topics of many fanfics, I have served in romance, action/adventure, mystery, humour and so many more, yet this magnificent story I only wish to do the same, did not the author choose ME to be the first topic. That is very obvious. Thank you.' Hermione sat down with a determined look on her face.
'I would now like to introduce the first speaker, Pippin, of the other side,' said Haldir.
'Hello everyone! I vote that we should make me the topic of the story,' Pippin danced a little and sang 'I've been slapped on the face by Gandalf, And killed a couple of yrchs. Yet fool of a took I am still, I can't play the fiddle But who cares I don't care All I want is FFFFFFFFFFFFOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD DDDDDD And to smoke a pipe with Merry, Did you not know that my feet stink!!!' sang Pippin. He bowed and everyone clapped.
'The second speaker, um, uh, um, uh Her-mi-o-ninny Granger,' stumbled Haldir.
'Well, I would just like to point out some faults in your speech –,' Hermione was interrupted.
'Time's up,' said Haldir constantly ringing his bell.
'Now for the second speaker of the other side, Legolas,' said the conscious of the Haldir.
'Good morning everyone, I am Legolas, I like my bow and arrows so you should make me the topic of the story. Thankyou.' Legolas skipped to his chair and skippily sat down. Hermione Granger slapped him. He slapped her back. She huffed and continued with her speech from before (you realise that she's the only one in the defensive team).
'Hey I heard that, anyway I was just telling you the properties of the fungus weed, it can also cure warts on toads and briefly for an hour it can make you fly, but this kind of weed is very rare –,' Hermione Granger was again interrupted because several hobbits began to fly.
'NextstoryisAragornandArwen,' said Haldir.
'Good afternoon everyone, long have we been the main romance for Lord of the Rings, even though we may have made you puke, we have become the main role and it is only proper for us to be the main role of this story. Thankyou,' said Arwen and Aragorn in perfect unison.
The stage disappeared and all trace of debating disappeared. Who won? Pippin.
,.;:':;.,,.;:',.;:',.;:',.;:',.;:',.;:':;.,
Peregrin Took. The fool –
'That is perfect grammatical sense, that is correct,' said Gandalf.
'Is not,' said Pippin.
'Is too,' argued Gandalf.
'Is not,' said Pippin.
...
...The fool. Yet that fool, curly blonde haired hobbit was the in the fellowship, that fool killed Witch King (Pippin touches his heart and holds up his chin, feeling proud) and it was also he who threw the bucket or stone down the well in Moria, which resulted in Gandalf nearly getting killed and Frodo, Sam, Aragorn, Legolas, Merry and himself getting immensely despaired. It was all Pippin's fault. Then it was he who looked into the Palantir and revealed himself the Sauron but saved Gandalf from looking into it himself therefore revealing all things he knew (Pippin bows his head in shame).
So now officially the story is about Pippin not Hermione anymore. Hermione sulks in the background but Pippin jumps with joy. Hermione tackles him down, do consider that Pippin is only half her size. I leave them be.
Oh my heavens! I haven't been annoyed. Thank the Valar for their kindness upon me.
Oh shoot! Now the death eaters have come to annoy me with Voldemort leading. They advance upon me with malicious masks attached to their ugly faces.
'I ain't ugly,' yelled Lucious. I slapped him on the back.
'Breathe, dude, have some of my avocados, grew them in my own garden, they're just sweet,' I said. Lucious took a bite of it
'Totally,' was the reply.
'Hey I was some avocado too,' said Crabbe.
'Avocados, up for grabs,' I shouted. Everyone dived for them, getting avocado all over themselves, except for me who can never be stained or become dirty. Voldemort however... was holding three avocados grovelling his face into them. Then Arwen appeared and shrieked.
'Aragorn's and daddy's being mean, they won't give me avocados,' she shrieked. I sighed and gave her an avocado. Once again I have failed to avoid being annoyed.
,.;:':;.,,.;:',.;:',.;:',.;:',.;:',.;:':;.,
Thankyou everyone who reviewed me, you have made me very happy. Please review. I beg of you.
No button was made to be pressed, all that isn't, dusts to be gone and forgotten
Everyone I love LOTR, and POTC and HP and those quotes about life and logic, they are so cool but Dim Dim knows them all.