*kills stuff*

*shags Makar*

*torments Tulkas with Amillo*

*kills more stuff*

*knits some lace*

*kills even more stuff*

It seems that my little Maiathing is getting married... to Nessa's little Maiathing! That is so cute.

... I AM invited to the wedding, am I not? ¬.¬

In regards to this:

Yes, my Maia is a very spirited little thing who likes to get himself into unnatural ammounts of trouble. I could patch him up if I wanted to, but I am allowing him to do what we call "creative problem solving." He gets himself into trouble, and he gets himself out. Then I take him drinking. Problem solved.

:)

*watches her little Maia-thing run around like a headless chicken*

Well, it would be MY Maia that got himself blinded. Hmmm. Maybe I ought to do something about this, yes? *ponders* Maybe later.

*goes to find Amillo*

( FIGHT! )

Meássë: Hey Amillo, wanna go bar hoppin' with me?
Amillo: Will there be wackiness ensuing?
Meássë: Most likely, yes. I got me a new Maia and wanna test it out.
Amillo: Can I bring mine~! Wait. no. He's five. damnit >.Meássë: Maybe in a few years. Though I doubt anyone would wanna argue with us if you did bring him ( Read more... )

Still lookin' around for a suitable Maia for myself. I just want someone to go to kareoke bars with me and cause a little destruction on weekends. But not enough destruction to cause another apocalypse or start a new Age or something.

*floats around Minas Tirith*

Ooh, how about you!

I think want a Maia. I'm a Valier after all, I ought to have one. And hey, if Amillo can have a Maia, so can I.

Hmmmmmmmmmm...

Hello children. I'm back. Yes.

*makes plans to frighten the mortals*

>:}

Today Makar and I visited ( Read more... )