Hi, Zlot speaking. You may remember me as the former newsthingie of Sockpuppets. Since my editor informs me that Steph, our cub reporter, can no longer stand his infernal nagging, I have been asked to retake my post as your resident reporter, commentator, and jackass ( Read more... )

Let’s get right into it…

Luthien offers advice to Nadiyah. Takes place before the wedding. I don't know, I can see our local Haradrim in something white and frilly.

Hanild is melancholy. Not angsty. Let's get that right.

Dai wants to know if Ru's seen any kiwis. Ru makes fun of him and Tifin and then goes off to read with Hanild and Gram.

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Not where we left off, because I'm tired and cranky.

Grima decides to teach Hild (Galmod) how to fish.

Holfast thinks about taking Gertrude home.

Javier Galmod stalks a moth.

Evie's in the dark. But it's a soft, warm dark place, so no Damien fear.

A sick Firiel gets a visit from Hild. The other Hild. This possibly makes Firiel sicker.

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Oh yes, picking up where we left off.

Seriously.

Eight is still captured by Vanyon.

Eol tries to be useful. Meanwhile, Feanor worries about giant spiders and how to kill them.

Vanyon brings Firiel a present. It's Hald...er, Siledhel! This why you're supposed to assign "buddies" when vampire hunting.

Ioreth has Mouth right where she wants ( Read more... )

This time, we DO pick up where we left off. Because I have that much time on my hands.

Vanyon basks in attention. I think he was seriously neglected as a child.

Faramir 3 has lost his pookie. Denethor wonders where he went wrong. Torching this one might be a step in the right direction.

Morwen entertains us with drunken tongue-twisters. ( Read more... )

STORM ENGULFS ARDA

Have you seen our missing Gaavs?

We here at Sockpuppets are distressed to report that a freak gale has sucked up eight of our Gaavs, leaving us without anyone to cover our Rivendell section.

Then a copy machine exploded.

We here at Sockpuppets are Not Amused.

A photo of the continuing storm:


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Today we mourn Bela Starudst.

Friend. Brother. Countryman.

Actually, he was a fucking psycho who spent some time looking like Draco Malfoy but he was a lovely little thing that often ogled his sister's chest and lived in a tent with Claude. We here at Sockpuppets think it was a my little pony one.

Shot 38 times in the chest by his mother, Bela ( Read more... )

We pick up our story nowhere near where we left off. But we're updating, so I think that makes up for it. Or something.

Hanild delves into depression after her son is kidnapped. Frey tries to bully her out of it. Good man.

Firiel worries about Hanild. Cause that's just the kind of friend Firi is.

Helm continues the search for Vanthene. And ( Read more... )

NEWS! Not exactly picking up from where we last left off, because I am a lazy bum, but I'm sure I'll suffer enough wading through a mere 150 posts.

I MISS MY BOSS. Anyway.

Hanild frets about her mislaid friends, and Rogue is spectacularly unhelpful. I think these two make a better couple than Hanild/Theoden, but I'll keep that thought to ( Read more... )

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