*Rushes to the fort like a big wuss.*

Pharazôn, Pharazôn, Pharazôn! There's these two little demons trashing up my garden centre with ice and fire and magic spears! DO SOMETHING.

*hurries to Amandil's with the white tree sapling*

*sets it up in his cabin and very carefully starts removing all the bonsai trappings from the shoots*

*tends it very carefully*

*Wants to help his grandfather get better if possible AND keep his fingernails.*

*re-pots his sapling that he grew from Galathilion*

*cuts off several shoots, wires down others so they'll grow in a certain direction, referring back to a book all the while*

That's it Isildur...harmony form, between plant and pot. They'll love it when it's finished. They'll see! I'm a genius. :D

*fusses over the seedling from Galathilion, that's only JUST starting to sprout*

Grow, you tiny white bastard, grow!! You're going to make me a fortune!

*sighs*

Why do these things have to take so LONG?

*Breaks out of the cupboard Gets over his gay-trauma enough to venture outside*

I need a project for the garden-centre...something BOLD! Something ORIGINAL! Something UNFORGETTABLE!

*wanders around town thinking*
*finds that really painful* :S

*stops by Galathilion* *lightbulb!*

*takes a fruit*

Hey, that was much easier than Nimloth! :D ( Read more... )

*finally managed to free himself from Amillo's kinky fun bonds and was a little disturbed by what he saw when he took the blindfold off.*

*well, by a little disturbed meaning he leaped up, screamed, jumped in the shower and washed obsessively*

*sits on the edge of his sofa, muttering insanely to himself about gay-cooties*

*is still on The Quest*

*walks* *walks* *walks*

Heeeeere spidey, spidey, spidey...

*comes to the conclusion that quests aren't nearly as much fun as getting hand-jobs from anonymous hot chicks.* :D

*heads outside dressed in his best armour and red velour cloak*

*is on a QUEST to slay a...a...an ararakey...an...*

*goes back into the house, re-reads the note, then looks up "arachnid" in the dictionary*

*take two: Is on a QUEST to slay a spider!*

*whistles a jaunty tune as he sets off*

*steps back and grins his colgate grin as he looks at the new shop-front for the premises of his latest venture:*

Isildur's Heroic Gardens!

Garden centre and landscape gardeners, tree surgery a speciality.

*sits outside and wait for business* :D

Aman date...today.

I have seen my lady love around town with another another, rather snooty looking individual. Could this be competition for the fair lady's hand? I can't take the risk. It's time to initiate some strat-e-geeeee ( Read more... )