Crackplot! Because gods shouldn't be allowed to be bored.

[notwocouches]

As everyone knows, tea is sort of the staple of life around the Mansion. And some ruthless being has gone right to the source. Most of the tea is still in its neat little boxes, not conveniently laid out, because we all know how people adapt (and gods don't play fair), but anyone desiring their breakfast beverage of choice may find it does a little

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[houndmaster]

Being the typical Fëanorian, Tyelko drinks his tea black - and I am so sorry, world.

[broodingelf]

*and the somewhat atypical Fëanorian waves to him, because torture is fun* 'Llo.

[houndmaster]

Oh, brother, long separated,
By time and death and bl- *stops, and looks down at his cup*
Once again my heart is betrayed,
Broken, shattered and manipulated,
This time by this foul brew,
The poison child of evil night.

[broodingelf]

*blinkblink* Tyelko, what--

--The poison child of evil night? *poet!cringe*

[houndmaster]

*waves around the cup*
This has taken my tongue,
Like so many have taken my heart,
And is using is as a finger puppet
To mock my pain.

[broodingelf]

*flails* What about my pain?!! ...Did you drink something that was conveniently left out?

[houndmaster]

MY PAIN IS WORSE THAN YOURS. IT BLEEDS LIKE THE LIGHT OF A THOUSAND SUNS THROUGH A CURTAIN.
*rather glares at him*
No one seems to understand me,
Though I'm telling it clear,
Perhaps because they don't
care enough to understand.

Everyone seems to insist
That I'm stupid as a rock,
And cannot learn that a blade is sharp
And makes me bleed.

[broodingelf]

wstfgl XD XD XD <-- not Maglor.

*patpats* It'll probably wear off. Hopefully. If there is a merciful anyone in this universe. *:)*

[houndmaster]

I'd be better off to
Starve myself for the
rest of eternity and let
The worms feast on my body.
Again. *D:*

[broodingelf]

...No, no I don't think you would, really. But you could maybe not drink any more of that tea? *reaches for it, to pour it out*

[houndmaster]

*lets him have it, rather just sulking and refusing to open his mouth again*

[broodingelf]

*washes it down the drain :D* If it's safe, you might eat something. It could help it wear off more quickly.

[houndmaster]

Or it might cause breasts-
Or the form of a child-
Or cause me to lose my sanity further
Or turn me into something that
Irissë would turn from her bed. *:(*

[broodingelf]

Always a risk. Well, save for the last two, I don't think either's possible.

[houndmaster]

... you are much too cruel
and wound me for the sake
Of maliciousness.

But still I'll forgive you
For the second, since it
brings light into my
world of dreary darkness.

[bastardelf]

And lo, there is a brother come in search of jam and toast. "Hallo, Tyelko."