“Next!” called the Ticket Warden. There was some jostling in the line before the girl stumbled forward towards the booth. The Ticket Warden’s face was like granite, clearly unimpressed
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“Next!” called the Ticket Warden. There was some jostling in the line before the girl stumbled forward towards the booth. The Ticket Warden’s face was like granite, clearly unimpressed.
“Please check off every applicable box,” the Warden stated, handing her a clipboard. The girl took it somewhat awkwardly, her hands already full with her copies of the Hobbit and Lord of the Rings (like she’d make the journey without them). She shoved them into her bag hastily but there was not much room left beside her journals, that earmarked copy of the Similarillion, and her extended edition dvd pack. Still, the warden was looking increasingly impatient and the line behind her continued to swell in numbers. Unloosening the pen from the top of the clipboard, she began to read the form. At the top of the page were three headers, Kinks Prompted, Kinks Seconded, Fap Material. Under that were three columns of ticky boxes. To the far left was a listing of kinks written in what appeared to be an Anglicized Tengwar font. She skimmed the first few
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“Wait!” she cried, throwing up a hand, knocking her Return of the King to the ground, again (dammit). “What about getting a discount price?” she asked.
“That’s only applicable for groups larger than two who commented with noticeable eagerness on the same prompt,” he said rather pompously, she thought.
“Well, that’s easy then,” she said. She turned to the line and waved her hand. “Hey,” she called. “Anybody second a prompt? We can get discounted tickets!”
“Yes!” cried someone from the line. “The one with Richard and the facial - ”
“Oh, seconded for sure” called another eagerly. “Positive I seconded all the RPF ones. Did you read the Graham/Richard drunk!rough!sex one?”
“Yes, though the Dwalin/Thorin/Balin one hit the kink I didn’t know I had - ” And just like that, any specific conversation was lost in the general din, though shouts of ‘yes!’ and ‘thirded, no, fourthed!’ could be heard.
“I said, only for groups of two or more, and on the same prompt!” the Warden hissed. She laughed and said, “I don’t really think that’s an
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“Please check off every applicable box,” the Warden stated, handing her a clipboard. The girl took it somewhat awkwardly, her hands already full with her copies of the Hobbit and Lord of the Rings (like she’d make the journey without them). She shoved them into her bag hastily but there was not much room left beside her journals, that earmarked copy of the Similarillion, and her extended edition dvd pack. Still, the warden was looking increasingly impatient and the line behind her continued to swell in numbers.
Unloosening the pen from the top of the clipboard, she began to read the form. At the top of the page were three headers, Kinks Prompted, Kinks Seconded, Fap Material. Under that were three columns of ticky boxes. To the far left was a listing of kinks written in what appeared to be an Anglicized Tengwar font. She skimmed the first few ( ... )
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“Wait!” she cried, throwing up a hand, knocking her Return of the King to the ground, again (dammit). “What about getting a discount price?” she asked.
“That’s only applicable for groups larger than two who commented with noticeable eagerness on the same prompt,” he said rather pompously, she thought.
“Well, that’s easy then,” she said. She turned to the line and waved her hand. “Hey,” she called. “Anybody second a prompt? We can get discounted tickets!”
“Yes!” cried someone from the line. “The one with Richard and the facial - ”
“Oh, seconded for sure” called another eagerly. “Positive I seconded all the RPF ones. Did you read the Graham/Richard drunk!rough!sex one?”
“Yes, though the Dwalin/Thorin/Balin one hit the kink I didn’t know I had - ” And just like that, any specific conversation was lost in the general din, though shouts of ‘yes!’ and ‘thirded, no, fourthed!’ could be heard.
“I said, only for groups of two or more, and on the same prompt!” the Warden hissed. She laughed and said, “I don’t really think that’s an ( ... )
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