Thank you, Jade.

Mandos Release Form, 2Ba

NAME: Hama
RESIDENCE: Edoras, Rohan
SPECIES/RACE: Human (Rohirrim)

SHORT ANSWER SECTION (choose your answers carefully):

ESSENTIAL INFORMATION
1. Favourite flavour of ice cream: Anthrax ripple. Really! Theoredes gave me some once. I was contagious for weeks, but it tasted great.
2. How did Trotsky ( Read more... )

I'm alive again! I'm alive again! I'm alive again!

But I'm in the Shire. Gah. Hobbits creep me out.

AND WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK I'M USELESS?!?!?!? :(:(:(

*scampers off in a direction he hopes is west*

Being an evil minion is dangerous. But so's being a good minion, it seems.

Hmmm.

Maybe they'd hire me to process paperwork up here.

*applies -- in crayon, yes, but correctly*

Um, what happened? Where are we? There was a big loud boom and...then...this place is familiar, hang on a minute, it'll come to me...

...

...this...this is...we're in the, the halls...of...

...mandos...

o.o

*latches onto his master's shade like a terrified spider-monkey* NONONONONONO NOT THE DWARF WARD AGAIN NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!

I thought being Eowyn's Grand Vizier was pretty cool, but that was before I found out that in Rohirrim "Grand Vizier" means "Person Obligated To Stand Still While The Young Heirs Pour Paint Thinner Down The Back Of His Collar." Which is really close to what "Doorward" means ( Read more... )

I remember marching down to Far Harad with Theodhale or Theofallen or some Theo- or other -- I signed on as a cook, yay, no more standing next to a door and having Timulty throw things at my head! -- but then suddenly I'd gotten lost OR they'd gotten lost, I don't know which, but either way I've had to work my way back up north all alone and I do ( Read more... )

Look! I got the memo! I got the memo! At last -- my chance to win back into my Lady Eowyn's good graces!

Let's see... "Twelve noon sharp: kidnap Faramir." Right. Your most loyal and efficient minion is on the job, o most beautiful terrifying White Lady of Mother Rohan. It shall be done!

*armors up, rides out, and kidnaps the wrong Faramir*

Can't find Timulty's evil lair. Been wandering in circles all day. Ate the KFC. Am apparently allergic to fried crebain. Don't feel so good. And it's starting to rain ( Read more... )

This is very, very, very, very bad. Very. Aghaghaghagh. I am torn between my abject worshipful adoration of loyalty to King Eowyn on one hand and utter abject cowardice on the other.

Guess what? Cowardice has won. Yay! Timultyyyyyy! I'm bringing a BUCKET of KFC ( Read more... )

Timulty is a smart evil munchkin. This is a great idea! That elf is WAY too skinny. Mmm, look! Oatmeal laced with mare's milk, just like Mama used to make! Nummy nummy! Somebody sit on him while I jam this tube down his throat ( Read more... )