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wha the fuck does it mean
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eyes implode as he tries to parse the Ancient Runes | |||
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It speaks in ancient elvish: "The days of caring and respect are over. The ego flauntation social acceptance of elders and youngers alike vanish respek. Self reasons mean nothing. Decency IS NOW OPTIONAL!!!!" It screams in an unfathomable pitch.... | |||
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There is a distant croak. A toe twitches. A mind shudders. Two eyes slowly open. Galadriel has awakened. But where is he? The world is not with which he left. His vision not what it was. The world, it has lost it's definition. It almost blocky, as if it was created as an illusion, by some great wizard! But the colors, OH the colors, they are so vibrant. Mesmerized by it's simple beauty, Galadriel falls under it's spell. He feels almost resurrected, a child again, innocent, naked. He falls in Love like he has never before. He is transported to his childhood, free from worry, in a land of bliss. He rests under the spell... Time unknown passes, Galadriel opens his eyes. In the distance, a frog man appears, just hoping along without a care in the world. The frog man cheerfully crossed a bridge. Holy shit, I must be in heaven, thinks Galadriel. As the frog approaches, it croaks in a low pitch growl "You have ruined my lands, Hetjan. Time to die!" Galadriel thinks to himself, "Am I Hetj.." Before he can finish the thought, the frog man bashes him with a mace square in the face. It doesn't hurt that bad. The frog man then just stands there momentarily. The man who is was Galadriel must accept he is this "Hetjan." 6 seconds after the first assult, a second assult comes, this one with 2 blows in a matter of an instant. The naked man, now named Hetjan, grabs his tatter cloths and runs through the nearest doorway. Soon, in the distance, An ELF! Hetjan yells, "Help!" As Hetjan approaches, the now great elf starts to glow blue. The blue propagates from all parts of the elf, rising right through the ceiling and crescendoing into a great bolt that smites the frog man dead in one great bolt. Hetjan, amazed, says, "Thank You, Great Elf friend, what is your na.." And before he can finish, the elf begins to dissolve, the left over mist turning black as night. The mist swirls and grows larger, blacking out all of the dead end hallway. Hetjan's former life returns to his memory. He thinks to himself, "Not again." Before he can finish, the black mass screeches out, "My name is Anus, and you shall know my Sphinctorial Wrath! I'm not very nice, and I'm going to say mean stuff to you!" Hetjan says, "Ummmmmmmmmm...sorry? What's the big deal?" Anus, clearly getting more and more puckered up screams, "Don't you remember me? You have brought this creature to my door one too many times. It is time for the Dogma for reasons to end. I will NOT be decent to YOU! EVER!" Hetjan, confused, mumbles, "Wait, wha?" The darkness closes in yet again.... | |||
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galadriel was a girl.
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maybe she still figuring that out. can take a while.
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<Millenial Snowfkake Utopia>
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Wow.
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