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[elrondhalfelven]

Dear Elrohir

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[lordelrohir]

...?

however I want? Really??

Oh Ada, the world just keeps beating me down. Beating me, beating me down, down, into the ground. My screams make no sound!

Um...

It's all I can do to not break into italics.

Must you always resort to song lyrics in times of despair?

[elladanthesane]

Actually, that would be me beating you down. Or maybe I was sitting on you while you were face-first into your pillow; I can't tell...

Just...just...leave out the italics; I haven't had my vaccinations yet...

((Oh, thank you thank you thank you for such a nice gesture, Elro-mun!! VERY nice!!))

It's the refuge of the retarded

[lordelrohir]

Trouble loves me
Trouble needs me
Two things
More than you do
Or would attempt to

You meanie!!

((OOC: Welcome. :) ))

[elrondhalfelven]

Please no horse posters.

Oh Bethy, it's not your fault you're pregnant, or Shadowfax's. It's just further proof that the Valar play games with the lives of men and elves. Fucked up, cruel, senseless games. Sort of like pin-the-tail-on-the-mutant-child, only not as funny.

And if you go to Valinor, you'll be even closer to those fuckers benevolent rulers of Arda.

[papa_denethor]

Not too good at this abusive parenting, are you?

Here's my card. Happy to give you a few pointers.

[elrondhalfelven]

Neither of your sons had manipulative, pity-inducing hair.

... *takes card*

[papa_denethor]

This is true.

...

Care for a shag?

[elrondhalfelven]

Well, yeah.

Some good news and bad news for ye, uncle Elrond...

[mirielofnumenor]

Good news: He didn't go to Valinor! Yay! He's still very much in Middle-earth.

Bad news: You see, he, um, sort met up with this cliff and laws of physics, and um. He's very, VERY much in Middle-earth. You should go look, or, I should say, should NOT go look.

**Laments about if only she had been there, she would have thrown a mattress under him, but the mun wasn't on, etc.**