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[turco]

Okay fuckmooks, I know something is going on; the pigeons are flying the skies with impunity. What are you guys up to and don't even think about fobbing me off. >:|

EDIT: Oh dear family, guess what? The Silmaril has gone missing and so has Maglor. It doesn't take an uncanonical rocket scientist to work out what's happened.

:(

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[bastard_irmo]

DRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[turco]

*throws a packet of pipe-weed he just happened to have on him at you*

>:|

[bastard_irmo]

:O

*falls on it and devours it*

SWEET SWEET HERB OF BRAIN-LIFE!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAH!!!!

[turco]

*eyeroll*

Mind telling me what's going on now? Even if you're not going to give us a say, you could AT LEAST tell us what's happening.

[_nienna]

What, honey, what? If you know something, please tell ME.

[turco]

*gabbles* It's all gone very quiet here, Irmo's not bothering the pigeons, I can't believe you've all just buggered off on holiday at the same time and--

If you know something, please tell ME

*shuts up suddenly* What? What is that supposed to mean?

[_nienna]

I spend too much time in the cupboard, honey. Irmo knows what's going on. *eyedart*

[turco]

>.< Irmo's head is filled with soggy cotton wool and dead flies, and that's on a good day!

[caranthire]

*smokes even more and crunches several xanax pills between her teeth and swallows*

*calmly*

I... see.

[kurufinwe]

Fucking shit. :(

[lord_feanor]

...

*storms off*

*the sound of weapons being sharpened starts to resonate through the house*

[turco]

Ada!? What are you planning?