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That was supposed to be a dash, not an ellipsis.

PEACE …ing OUT!? Said by Makalaurë Nelyafinwë!? +++ Divide By Cucumber Error. Please Reinstall Universe And Reboot. +++

I gift you with an egg whisk--it's gold-plated, and, hey, it whisks eggs! Use it for good and not evil.

Welcome to the insanity!

but accidently wrote him instead.

~Zoe~

Welcome, welcome! Hail, newcomer! I gift thee with duct tape and a jar of wasabi, good for burning out nasty Sue eyes.

Nice to have more insane people along for the ride. Looking forward to jamming alongside you! ^.^

Do you know anyone who is really named Ariel? Because I do, and it was quite odd to see the unusual name of my very close friend ... here.

So, ah, anyway...I give you cherries and punch. They're from Xanth, which means they're fun, because they explode and, well, punch.

And is "Ariel" really a Quenya construction? Are you sure you're not naming yourself after one of Uranus's moons?

Though Maglor doesn't need killing. Just the Sue who marries him.

Kill him, then. Zoe says to kill him good, and I agree. Bwahahahaahaasddf!!

( I don't know what the sddf is. But I typed it accidentaly, and I don't feel like deleting it:D)

Sweet, Silm fan! The Fëanorians are beyond awesome.

I gift you with a harpsichord. Because harpsichords make everything better.

...but I'm currently killing a Maglor-Sue. Who makes him say "Peace out". And talks to animals.

Ketchup...=^D Zoe tells me random firsts are normal...or not normal, depending on how not normal you are.
And I don't know if that made sense, but oh well...

Okay. So I'll wait for 'a plover is a bird' to make sense...and the name...Ariel...it's Quenya, means 'Noble Daughter' :D

And thank you for the cake^^

Waa!! I can't type...okay. that's better. I had trouble typing my subject title thing...yay for psycho-ness^^ I must say that I'm quite insane myself...not like that's a bad thing...

...which I am, of course. (Don't tell anyone. xD)

So yay! Another Silm person! ^_^

Oo...iguanas:) Very exciting. And my favorite Feanorian...certainly Maitimo! But I'm not aloud to tell Caranthir, or he'll get mad at me.
Again.
And then I'll get in trouble.

Again.

And a plover is a bird. This will make sense later.

Welcome, Ariel! Is that after the mermaid, the Shakespeare character, or something else? I give you some cake that was once timeline-defying and is now just a bit stale. But it's chocolate, and everyone knows chocolate never really gets stale.

(I'd present you with a complementary silmaril replica, but I understand that the Fëanorians have those under copyright too, the sneaky bastards. So you get an iguana instead.)

Huzzah for a fellow Silmarillion fan! Our section is for the most part blessedly free of Sues, but I've seen a couple crop up lately. Who's your favourite character, then?

~Enelya

Yay! So I'm being recruited by Zoe, whose standing behind me, eating gummie bears, and telling me to talk about myself.

And she says hi.

So, okay. Well, lets start with my lovely Silmarillion obsession--gravitating very much towards the Feanorians. Annnnddd....I really don't know what else right now. 1) because my brain is dead, and 2) because dear Zoe is distracting me. So I'm going to go away and let her ramble about everything she's rambling about.

The end.
Cheers!

Ariel

*rings bells*

The wiki ruins all hS's cliffhangers indeed. I once spent a homeworkless afternoon searching all the Agents I could think of on it. Thus, I found out that Dafydd was dead for a while. And thus, the only surprise in this was the how.

The very, very well-written how. And HOW! *is thwacked for the bad pun*

*notes for future reference* Shines... are... not... as.. they... seem.

Of course, that probably wouldn't stop one of my Possible Agents from stealing them. Hm...

C.

You all are suddenly much scarier. People are scary, text written by people less so. Photos have proved you are People. Okay, I knew that... but I've been reminded. *points* Scary! Scaaaary!

*reads*

*outraged* Seven is NOT early! Five in the morning is early. Seven isn't!

...I'm kind of insane about what constitutes 'early' and what doesn't.

*sigh* Outrage over something ridiculous to be outraged about aside, I ... wish I had been able to go. *curses what she thinks of first, thus, her backpack, which has nothing to do with it* Why do I have to be the distance of the Atlantic from a lot of PPCers and the distance of a country from the rest! Meh.

However... yay! More Gathering reports! Well, report. Rejoice!

*is poked by her Politeness* Oh, yeah. Thanks be to hS for writing that. Thanks galore.

C

Random person: "Why! Why have you damned meeeeee?!"
Equally random god: "But it's a quaint damn!"
Random person: "SO?!"
Equally random god: "... um..."

I just cannot keep my gods out of things. They're like cats. Oh wait, a lot of them are cats.

*snickers* Quaint damn! Quaint damn! DTE could take it, just for that.

*wanders off, still exclaiming: "rustic! Curse! Hahahaha!"*