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[_eldarion]

This entire thread both explains so much, relieves me to incredible degrees, and also makes me want to curl up with a stuffed animal and cry

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[telperien]

Holy gee. That's quite... a story there.

Um. Want me to leave you alone? And stuff?

[_eldarion]

Well, unless you want to sit here with me and wonder why the HELL they made a game for the sole purpose of simulated golf with Brooklyn plumbers and why I actually bought it, you could.

But really. Conversations on such diverse topics as why they felt the urge to give evil twins to the plumbers, whether or not Peach puts out, or exactly what the *point* of Baby Bowser is, can be quite fun. Stay? I promise to drift into normal conversation eventually.

I've got doritos!

[telperien]

I think I figured it out. What the plumbers do is irrelevent - the game itself eats time and makes your thumbs grow huge white blisters. It indulges a person's masochistic inclinations. Or something.

Have you seen the movies? Terrible. I've seen them about sixteen times each.

oooo, doritos. And I quite enjoy your company, no matter what you decide to do.

[_eldarion]

Hey, Daisy was hot. In a blonde repitilian 'oh god they're going to kill me any moment now' kind of way. ...plural? There were more? *eyes e-bay speculatively* Soon I will demonstrate the advantages of being an ignored heir of royalty.

Your theory has merit. Although I'm leaning towards subliminal messages in baby mario's wailing.

[ivriniel]

Um.

Hi.

[_eldarion]

Hi.

At least now I know why I look nothing like Aragorn.

...dorito? *offers*

[ivriniel]

And why you look so much like your one uncle.

Ahh, thank you. *takes*

[_eldarion]

That comment puts the whole 'identical twins' thing to hell, you realize.

Why, god, why did you hand me over to the worst parents ever to crawl out of the primordial slime?

[elfhild]

*hugs*

[_eldarion]

*hugs*

You're telling the truth, right? You aren't going to turn out to have been lying to me all this time and you're really a man *and* my uncle, right? RIGHT?

[elfhild]

*blinks*

Why would I ever lie to you? I don't believe that I'm related to you at all, my apprentice.

[_eldarion]

Thank you thank you thank you.

Not that being related to you wouldn't be great. But yay! NO LIES.

MY ENTIRE LIFE HAS BEEN ONE HUGE TRAUMA STUDDED LIE!

[celebrianrules]

Yes. Well. Um.

The main reason we gave you to Arwen was because we were a little worried Elladan might want to, er, experiment on you. Or something.

[_eldarion]

I disaprove, Gramma. LOOK AT WHAT THEY'VE DONE TO ME.

A FAT FARM, GRANDMA! THEY NEVER EVEN TOLD GALDRIAL HER DAMN NAME.

Re:

[celebrianrules]

Yes, but you still turned out okay. Mostly. And mostly okay is pretty good, for our family. Imagine what would have happened if we'd let Elrohir raise you... You know, the way he was then.