Ok right now I'm blank on what to write. All I can think of is seeing The Two Towers
I will try to post soon
I will try to post soon
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Middle Earth Add-on!
- Thread starter EspressoDuck
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IT COMES OUT IN OFFICIALY....
UM...
LEMME SEE...
*COUNTS ON FINGERS*
LESS THEN A DAY.
EEEE!
UM...
LEMME SEE...
*COUNTS ON FINGERS*
LESS THEN A DAY.
EEEE!
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I SAW IT! BWAHAHAHAHA! NOW I'M GOING TO POST SPOILERS! *snickers evily*
Okay, not really, I was good though...
Okay, not really, I was good though...
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I saw the TT at 12:20 this morning!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was sooooooooooo ggod!!!!! I stod in line for 13 hours!!!!!!!!!!1
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I SAW IT! I stood in line for five minutes, but I had tickets. It was POURING down rain. Its SO good! Its better than FotR in some ways, but in other ways its worse. Itys extremely meloncholy, with Gimli being the only comic relief through the whole thing. There was a lot more fighting, but i thought it was awesome. Alright, I'll say it now, anyone who hasnt seen it, dont come in for a few pages because were gonna talk about it. I'll give you five seconds.
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Okay....
Wasnt it sad when Haldir died?
Its better than FotR in some ways, but in other ways its worse. Itys extremely meloncholy, with Gimli being the only comic relief through the whole thing. There was a lot more fighting, but i thought it was awesome. Alright, I'll say it now, anyone who hasnt seen it, dont come in for a few pages because were gonna talk about it. I'll give you five seconds.@@@@
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Okay....
Wasnt it sad when Haldir died?
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Die Kaiserin
The Warrior
You guys stink...I am seeing it tomorrow (Friday) at 4:00...the start of CHRISTMAS BREAK!!!
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If you want to chat with Sean Astin (Sam) get on MSN chat right now!!!!
It starts in 5 min!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It starts in 5 min!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Kookaburra
searching for The Hidden Country
Guys, I'm back. I will post soon of Nyeena-Tuilendo, Duath, and Kirandir. Sorry I can't now . . . .
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Kookaburra
searching for The Hidden Country
HEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!1
My sister got tickets for the Two Towers the first day it comes out here. I'm so o o o excited. Is it worth it? I'm posting!
My sister got tickets for the Two Towers the first day it comes out here. I'm so o o o excited. Is it worth it? I'm posting!
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Kookaburra
searching for The Hidden Country
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
sorry this is short. I have almost no time. I had it all typed up, then lost it.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
Nyeena watched the orcs as they moved across the crest of the ridge, in plain sight. The pass was filled to the brim with evil, and she knew just what to do.
The moon rose, finally.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
It was but work of a moment to light an old discarded sack, and Nyeena wrinkled her nose at the stench of orcs. Nothing was clean, all was defiled. She scattered fire upwind of the pass, and soon, the strong gusts fanned the flames into a frenzy. Fire ran across the grass quick as a blink, and whole trees crumbled into ash as the red beast touched them. Sixty orcs died from the fire, and behind the sheet of flames came something fiercer, a mounted elf that carried death in her hands. Arrows sped into the darkness, and ninety-three of the orcs died then. And her arrows did not run out -- something that would astound the ignorant if they overlooked her beginnings. Gritting her teeth, she loosed another instrument of death and fled through the pass, pursued by none.
The fire raged behind her and she reached the trees in safety, looking back only once to see the horizon tinged blood-red underneath the rising sun. Relentless, she plunged onwards into the tangled, dangerous Mirkwood.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
Some say that Mirkwood is good, home of the green elves. Some say it is evil, stalked by unknowns. Both may be correct, but the darkness had not been reached in many places by the healers. A sob rose in the elf-maid's throat, and she fled onwards, turf flying underneath Silme's hooves as they raced onwards. On, ever on. Like bony fingers, the treelimbs reached to grasp her, pull her down. And that unknown evil hounded her always. She glimpsed eyes more than once, and something shrouded in mist had glided in and out of vision quickly. Fog slowed her flight, and mud squelched underfoot as they crossed a stagnant stream. Mist rose in tendrils from the tepid water, and she gazed apprehensively around her. At a walk, they kept on, ducking under twisted, gnarled treelimbs. The monoliths themselves crowded towards the rider, as if to drain her. Vines entangled, fog covered everything in an eerie, thick blanket of white. Sounds were muffled. Something hissed nearby, and Silme jerked away as something scurried under them.
Finally, they crossed a clearer, swifter stream and left some of the darkness behind. Nyeena shuddered and quickened Silme's pace. She didn't even need to urge. Silme was off like a shot, and stopped only hours later, her sides quivering and covered in sweat. There was some foam at the corners of her mouth. Nyeena dismounted and led on, pushing through briars. Her cloak made it impossible to spot her, and Silme blended with the fog under the stars. Finally, they reached a clearing, and there they could go no further. They were surrounded.
"Who's there?" Nyeena called, her sword drawn as she searched the trees in vain.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
sorry this is short. I have almost no time. I had it all typed up, then lost it.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
Nyeena watched the orcs as they moved across the crest of the ridge, in plain sight. The pass was filled to the brim with evil, and she knew just what to do.
The moon rose, finally.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
It was but work of a moment to light an old discarded sack, and Nyeena wrinkled her nose at the stench of orcs. Nothing was clean, all was defiled. She scattered fire upwind of the pass, and soon, the strong gusts fanned the flames into a frenzy. Fire ran across the grass quick as a blink, and whole trees crumbled into ash as the red beast touched them. Sixty orcs died from the fire, and behind the sheet of flames came something fiercer, a mounted elf that carried death in her hands. Arrows sped into the darkness, and ninety-three of the orcs died then. And her arrows did not run out -- something that would astound the ignorant if they overlooked her beginnings. Gritting her teeth, she loosed another instrument of death and fled through the pass, pursued by none.
The fire raged behind her and she reached the trees in safety, looking back only once to see the horizon tinged blood-red underneath the rising sun. Relentless, she plunged onwards into the tangled, dangerous Mirkwood.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
Some say that Mirkwood is good, home of the green elves. Some say it is evil, stalked by unknowns. Both may be correct, but the darkness had not been reached in many places by the healers. A sob rose in the elf-maid's throat, and she fled onwards, turf flying underneath Silme's hooves as they raced onwards. On, ever on. Like bony fingers, the treelimbs reached to grasp her, pull her down. And that unknown evil hounded her always. She glimpsed eyes more than once, and something shrouded in mist had glided in and out of vision quickly. Fog slowed her flight, and mud squelched underfoot as they crossed a stagnant stream. Mist rose in tendrils from the tepid water, and she gazed apprehensively around her. At a walk, they kept on, ducking under twisted, gnarled treelimbs. The monoliths themselves crowded towards the rider, as if to drain her. Vines entangled, fog covered everything in an eerie, thick blanket of white. Sounds were muffled. Something hissed nearby, and Silme jerked away as something scurried under them.
Finally, they crossed a clearer, swifter stream and left some of the darkness behind. Nyeena shuddered and quickened Silme's pace. She didn't even need to urge. Silme was off like a shot, and stopped only hours later, her sides quivering and covered in sweat. There was some foam at the corners of her mouth. Nyeena dismounted and led on, pushing through briars. Her cloak made it impossible to spot her, and Silme blended with the fog under the stars. Finally, they reached a clearing, and there they could go no further. They were surrounded.
"Who's there?" Nyeena called, her sword drawn as she searched the trees in vain.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
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Kookaburra
searching for The Hidden Country
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
Strange eyes peered at Nyeena from behind a treetrunk. Almond-shaped and glowing white, they were set in a pool of darkness beneath the charcoal hood. Long, slim fingers reached towards her, and the figure swayed, snuffling at the strange scent the elf maiden presented. Soon, another figure shuffled up, and they conversed together. Had they been visible at all in the shadows, Nyeena would have seen they were not four feet tall, and there were many there. They seemed confused by their extravagent gestures, and not altogether evil. They were robed in gray and carried small lanterns of crystal, containing fireflies, and spoke with hissing voices and tones.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
Nyeena jerked back when something glided towards her over the damp ground. Her eyes showed shock when the creature was fully seen, wreathed in mist.
"Sh-sh-sh-sh," it seemed to hiss at her. She stared at it blankly. Was it trying to communicate? Nyeena stepped closer and was surprised when it scuttled backwards. Evidently the creatures were unfamiliar with elves.
"Im al-henio." She said softly in Sindarian. I do not understand.
Suddenly, there was the sound of murmuring all around the gloomy clearing. More and more eyes became apparant, and their owners pointed towards her, gestured to each other, and spoke in sibilent hisses.
"S-s-sméagol."
"Im y el-Sméagol!" Nyeena exclaimed I am not Sméagol, leaping back onto Silme. The creatures fell back in dismay, having never seen a horse.
"Sméagol . . . Sméagol ionn." They said distinctly, the word 'son' in Sindarian. Then, they spoke for a moment, and one of them made a passable immitation of My presssccccioussssss.
Suddenly, Tuilendo understood. "Im isto al rim Sméagol uf lim anrand."
The creature bowed, and faded back into the undergrowth. Stealthy noises told her they followed her for many miles, out of their territory. She floundered through threatening trees for many miles until she reached a cascade.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
And thus she came to Thranduil's stronghold in Northern Mirkwood. The battlemented walls rose tall and sheer above her, and scarcely had Silme become still than the sound of racing hooves came to her from behind the walls. Archers bent their bows but hesitated, seeing she was of high kindred, a moment passed, and then they let her through, to show her to King Thranduil. Through this, she spoke not one word.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
Strange eyes peered at Nyeena from behind a treetrunk. Almond-shaped and glowing white, they were set in a pool of darkness beneath the charcoal hood. Long, slim fingers reached towards her, and the figure swayed, snuffling at the strange scent the elf maiden presented. Soon, another figure shuffled up, and they conversed together. Had they been visible at all in the shadows, Nyeena would have seen they were not four feet tall, and there were many there. They seemed confused by their extravagent gestures, and not altogether evil. They were robed in gray and carried small lanterns of crystal, containing fireflies, and spoke with hissing voices and tones.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
Nyeena jerked back when something glided towards her over the damp ground. Her eyes showed shock when the creature was fully seen, wreathed in mist.
"Sh-sh-sh-sh," it seemed to hiss at her. She stared at it blankly. Was it trying to communicate? Nyeena stepped closer and was surprised when it scuttled backwards. Evidently the creatures were unfamiliar with elves.
"Im al-henio." She said softly in Sindarian. I do not understand.
Suddenly, there was the sound of murmuring all around the gloomy clearing. More and more eyes became apparant, and their owners pointed towards her, gestured to each other, and spoke in sibilent hisses.
"S-s-sméagol."
"Im y el-Sméagol!" Nyeena exclaimed I am not Sméagol, leaping back onto Silme. The creatures fell back in dismay, having never seen a horse.
"Sméagol . . . Sméagol ionn." They said distinctly, the word 'son' in Sindarian. Then, they spoke for a moment, and one of them made a passable immitation of My presssccccioussssss.
Suddenly, Tuilendo understood. "Im isto al rim Sméagol uf lim anrand."
The creature bowed, and faded back into the undergrowth. Stealthy noises told her they followed her for many miles, out of their territory. She floundered through threatening trees for many miles until she reached a cascade.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
And thus she came to Thranduil's stronghold in Northern Mirkwood. The battlemented walls rose tall and sheer above her, and scarcely had Silme become still than the sound of racing hooves came to her from behind the walls. Archers bent their bows but hesitated, seeing she was of high kindred, a moment passed, and then they let her through, to show her to King Thranduil. Through this, she spoke not one word.
~ﺄﺅﺆﺇﺈﺉﺊﺋﺌ~ﺱﺲﺳﺴﺵﺶﺷﺸ~
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Legolas mounted his horse, and Araethir mounted her's. Legolas followed Cundu back through Mirkwood's forests, Araethir right beside him. Once they were back inside the walls, Cundu hurried Legolas inside. Araethir watched from a distance, as Legolas spoke to his father. Legolas nodded, as if agreeing with Thranduil about something. Araethir felt out of place, so she exited quietly, and walked outside. She mounted her horse, and rode home.
Legolas looked around for his sister Faila. No one has seen her since this morning, and Thranduil was beginning to worry. Cundu told his father that he has seen Faila earlier that afternoon. That seemed to calm Thranduil a little. But just to be on the safe side, he sent Legolas out to find her.
Legolas mounted his horse, and went off into the forest, in search of his sister. Legolas, being the oldest of the three siblings, knew the forest well. Almost better than his father. He follwed his keen elf senses through the forest, and to a small stream. There, Faila was letting her horse have a drink.
"Faila!" Legolas called.
Faila turrned to face him.
Legolas looked around for his sister Faila. No one has seen her since this morning, and Thranduil was beginning to worry. Cundu told his father that he has seen Faila earlier that afternoon. That seemed to calm Thranduil a little. But just to be on the safe side, he sent Legolas out to find her.
Legolas mounted his horse, and went off into the forest, in search of his sister. Legolas, being the oldest of the three siblings, knew the forest well. Almost better than his father. He follwed his keen elf senses through the forest, and to a small stream. There, Faila was letting her horse have a drink.
"Faila!" Legolas called.
Faila turrned to face him.
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