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Right. I figure enough has happened this week to justify an issue of the paper. Just don't expect me to be objective. *chinwobble*
New study shows that Feanorians are noisy.
New study shows that Feanorians will fuck anything that moves.
Fingolfin on Family.
Pharazôn on family OMG I MISS HIM ALREADY! ;_;
Talans "very impractical" says source.
Anairë, Anairë, Anairë. DUMP HIM.
Babysitting, True and Grim style.
I like Gwindor's new icon. It's cute. I didn't just say that.
Remember Sammy Jenkis the geraniums.
METAL BABIES! >:D
I really thought there'd be more takers.
It's not something you expect to have to ask a father...
And he's very sorry and he'll never do it again.
The Dark Maiden cometh.
Asking why Vana talks in the third person is like asking why there's a world. It just IS okay? You're never going to get a more satisfyng answer than that.
Big axe-weilding dude! RAWK.
Foolish woman.
The dysfunction is strong in these two.
Gwindor likes teh blondes.
Sauron on family.
You shagged a stripper that's what you did.
House hunting isn't nearly as fun as Morwen makes out.
NO! DON'T FIGHT! TELL YOUR BOY YOU WUV HIM!!!
Miril goes through a classic Feanorian rite-of-passage.
Is this a case of "They fuck you up, your mum and your dad"?
Suck it Fingolfin! :p
REELLLAAAAAAAX, the ecosystem can wait.
Lunch is off.
NOOO LEAVE HIM ALONE! *cries*
Maglor? Take your self-destructive tendencies ELSEWHERE.
Caranthirë finally knows fear.
The latest installment in the "Haldir is a Saint" saga.
GO GO POWER CHICKENS!
Mother/daughter heart to heart.
Best bar-brawl EVER.
You know, I think his spelling's improved.
*WEEPS*
Pride come before a decapitation.
I think "vengeance through bladder evacuation" needs to work it's way into the general lexicon.
Thank Eru Mahtan was so sober sensible.
Wow. They had a civil conversation.
Mm guilt.
No, you should have chopped her HEAD off. Or, chopped off an arm and THEN her head, Star Wars style.
HALDIR IS A SAINT.
Being pissed on in public has got to be a humbling experience.
Growth spurt for Vardamir and Miriel tells her hubbie she's never been happier. OH GOD, IT'S SO SAD!
Study shows Namo is dangerous to the general public.
Life, love, death, in-laws and ties.
In which Aegnor is determined and drunks are annoying.
Milk it Morno, milk it!
Caranthire and Pharrie discuss "brambles" while Morno bonds with Vardamir who is known as Adûnathôr.
Irmo can be damnably sweet sometimes.
Henceforth, Elenwë shall be known as Lenny.
Smut without any thought of babies at aaaoohh DAMMIT.
why can I see Estë starting Tirion's first women's refuge soon?
Military precision breakfast.
Gothmog catches the angst-spores.
OMG THEY'VE GOT TEETH, RUN!
Is there anyone in the house of Fingolfin who's completely happily married?
Baby racing!
The boiled sweets are back.
DON'T BE BORED! LIVE EVERY DAY LIKE IT'S YOUR LAST!
Lunch is on again.
Oops, no, it's off again.
Ohhh dear. :S
Haleth and Caranthire are on speaking terms, yay! Bonding through violence!
Irmo can be wonderfully smug as well as sweet.
"Hello dad. Are you dead?" "Nope, not yet." "Oh okay."
Druuuuuugs.
Tequila! It makes them happy.
WAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHHHHHH! ;_;
The proof that post-it notes are godly.
PRIDE COMES BEFORE A DECAPITATION.
Morno and Miril discover that helping is fun.
It's a brave elf who back-talks to Feanor...or is that foolish?
Mmmm cake.
Growth spurts, rehouing and ties, oh my!
KILL DA WABBIT!
That bouncing hamster mocks me.
It begins...
Team evil go through the stages of grief very fast. DENIAL! ANGER! ACCEPTANCE! All in under five minutes.
Dammit Gimilkhâd, you're making me sniffle.
Every time you kill a puppet, a dog gets sad. Please. Think of the dogs.
Caranthirë mourns the loss of her wine-fiend.
So. Farewell then.
Gimilkhâd, I mean it! Stop it! ;_;
King's dead. Dinner's off.
Noooooooo!
Tappa tappa tappa...
Tar-Palantir gets a vision AFTER the fact. Dammit all.
Watch your local newsagent for your special royal death souvenier issue, hitting stores soon.
New study shows that Feanorians are noisy.
New study shows that Feanorians will fuck anything that moves.
Fingolfin on Family.
Pharazôn on family OMG I MISS HIM ALREADY! ;_;
Talans "very impractical" says source.
Anairë, Anairë, Anairë. DUMP HIM.
Babysitting, True and Grim style.
I like Gwindor's new icon. It's cute. I didn't just say that.
Remember Sammy Jenkis the geraniums.
METAL BABIES! >:D
I really thought there'd be more takers.
It's not something you expect to have to ask a father...
And he's very sorry and he'll never do it again.
The Dark Maiden cometh.
Asking why Vana talks in the third person is like asking why there's a world. It just IS okay? You're never going to get a more satisfyng answer than that.
Big axe-weilding dude! RAWK.
Foolish woman.
The dysfunction is strong in these two.
Gwindor likes teh blondes.
Sauron on family.
You shagged a stripper that's what you did.
House hunting isn't nearly as fun as Morwen makes out.
NO! DON'T FIGHT! TELL YOUR BOY YOU WUV HIM!!!
Miril goes through a classic Feanorian rite-of-passage.
Is this a case of "They fuck you up, your mum and your dad"?
Suck it Fingolfin! :p
REELLLAAAAAAAX, the ecosystem can wait.
Lunch is off.
NOOO LEAVE HIM ALONE! *cries*
Maglor? Take your self-destructive tendencies ELSEWHERE.
Caranthirë finally knows fear.
The latest installment in the "Haldir is a Saint" saga.
GO GO POWER CHICKENS!
Mother/daughter heart to heart.
Best bar-brawl EVER.
You know, I think his spelling's improved.
*WEEPS*
Pride come before a decapitation.
I think "vengeance through bladder evacuation" needs to work it's way into the general lexicon.
Thank Eru Mahtan was so sober sensible.
Wow. They had a civil conversation.
Mm guilt.
No, you should have chopped her HEAD off. Or, chopped off an arm and THEN her head, Star Wars style.
HALDIR IS A SAINT.
Being pissed on in public has got to be a humbling experience.
Growth spurt for Vardamir and Miriel tells her hubbie she's never been happier. OH GOD, IT'S SO SAD!
Study shows Namo is dangerous to the general public.
Life, love, death, in-laws and ties.
In which Aegnor is determined and drunks are annoying.
Milk it Morno, milk it!
Caranthire and Pharrie discuss "brambles" while Morno bonds with Vardamir who is known as Adûnathôr.
Irmo can be damnably sweet sometimes.
Henceforth, Elenwë shall be known as Lenny.
Smut without any thought of babies at aaaoohh DAMMIT.
why can I see Estë starting Tirion's first women's refuge soon?
Military precision breakfast.
Gothmog catches the angst-spores.
OMG THEY'VE GOT TEETH, RUN!
Is there anyone in the house of Fingolfin who's completely happily married?
Baby racing!
The boiled sweets are back.
DON'T BE BORED! LIVE EVERY DAY LIKE IT'S YOUR LAST!
Lunch is on again.
Oops, no, it's off again.
Ohhh dear. :S
Haleth and Caranthire are on speaking terms, yay! Bonding through violence!
Irmo can be wonderfully smug as well as sweet.
"Hello dad. Are you dead?" "Nope, not yet." "Oh okay."
Druuuuuugs.
Tequila! It makes them happy.
WAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHHHHHH! ;_;
The proof that post-it notes are godly.
PRIDE COMES BEFORE A DECAPITATION.
Morno and Miril discover that helping is fun.
It's a brave elf who back-talks to Feanor...or is that foolish?
Mmmm cake.
Growth spurts, rehouing and ties, oh my!
KILL DA WABBIT!
That bouncing hamster mocks me.
It begins...
Team evil go through the stages of grief very fast. DENIAL! ANGER! ACCEPTANCE! All in under five minutes.
Dammit Gimilkhâd, you're making me sniffle.
Every time you kill a puppet, a dog gets sad. Please. Think of the dogs.
Caranthirë mourns the loss of her wine-fiend.
So. Farewell then.
Gimilkhâd, I mean it! Stop it! ;_;
King's dead. Dinner's off.
Noooooooo!
Tappa tappa tappa...
Tar-Palantir gets a vision AFTER the fact. Dammit all.
Watch your local newsagent for your special royal death souvenier issue, hitting stores soon.