O.O

[lordelrohir]

Um...so...I stop by Wenny's room for a shag to borrow her hair drier and look what I find!!!

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[kingelessar]

WENNY!!!

*bloody, grimey, limping, arrives*

I got them back and killed the fu-

O.O

NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

[lordelrohir]

Estel!! Uh...this isn't what it looks like...I think...

[kingelessar]

Elrohir, take the tiara back to your Ada.

[lordelrohir]

*whines* BUT I'M NOT ALLOWED TO TOUCH IT!!

[kingelessar]

ELROHIR!!!!

[lordelrohir]

Okay, okay, but if you like, die or something, Ada will blame me. Or maybe the turkey.

[kingelessar]

*waits until Elrohir leaves*

Oh, fuck, Wenny!! How could you!! You look, like hot still. What the fuck? Shall I believe that Namo is horny (ewwww)and that he keeps you here to be his paramour? (double ewww)

Against that, I'll lay here too. With Herms, that are your chambermaids.

Eyes, look your last, hands, get her dress off...and Shard of Narcil, oh you the euphemism of manhood, seal now with a righteous thrust, a dateless bargain to absurd death.

*mounts, rides, begins Numenorean death chant*

Thus...with a shag...I die...

*expires*

You're such a prima donna Estel...

[elladanthesane]

Do you have to do *everything* in such an operatic manner?

[arwenundomiel]

*yawns*

urgf. something...heavy...on...well, hey now, slutboy >;) it appears you've had some fun. estel? eesssssstellll, yoohoo?...what's here? a shard of narsil, closed in my *cough*? o fuckses! "poison" from your "broadsword of love" has been your death! and not a drop left for me, you selfish fucker!

i will kiss thy sword. haply some of that deadly cocktail doth hang on it.

o.o

thy sword's still...uh, sharp! sooo, i'll be brief. o happy narsil! this is thy sheath!

*licks lips*

mmre mrsmm mmnn!

*dies, lIeK 4 rEaL!*

[elladanthesane]

*continues reading his magazine, knowing that in a little while, sis will be back to her usual antics again - most likely sometime during the next full moon - which is in about seven days*