THAT was not what I was aiming to do. At all.

YOU, I apologize and hope you're okay.

YOU and YOU, PIPE.THE.HELL.DOWN.

::declares open war on vampiric midgets along with the banshee new arrival::

-_-

::feels vaguely unsettled::

::manifests in the middle of his woods, sits down beside a tree in thought::

I want a tiny baby of my own. :\

::manifests in a clearing and sets up a bonfire::

::blows the cheap imitation of the Valaroma for the time being::

::hates it, precious.::

CONGRATULATIONS TO THE NOT-SO-PREGNANT ANYMORE DARK ONE AND THE MAN WHO PROVIDED THE SPERM. :D:D:D

Peasents FRIENDS, FAMILY: PARTY.

NOW.

Bring your own food, I don't run a friggin' catering business here ( Read more... )

Lesson learnt: Do not think that pregnant guys ladies have a sense of humor about their stomachs.

::cough::Maglor.::cough::

My front lawn is practically a desert after yesterday's stampede from people of various degrees of peasentry stature and races. On the other hand, my People for Peace list stirred up quite a few people, most of them all ( Read more... )

Can I have a count of people who don't want a dagor dagroer...war here?

And who think embalming dead stupid elves is funny as heck? I mean, come on!

::goes out for a walk::

::randomly blows a trumpet just because he can::

You can't charge a vala with spreading noise pollution. :D

I lost my horn.

...

...

;_;

*digs a pit and fills it with insecticide*

*artfully covers with branches*

Heeeere spider, spider, spider ... :D

*assembles gear for hunting trip*

*hollers for Huan*