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 Grand Opening Party, Roleplay - In Character
Glorfindel
Posted: Oct 23 2004, 12:10 PM


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A party for the grand opening of Tol Eressëa and to enjoy our roleplaying friendships in some silly fun. The party itself was started at Gathering of the Elves but they shut down due to maintenance for five days, causing all of us to migrate here! This has taken on a different turn of events now as our grand opening party.

This is the last post from Gathering of the Elves:

Eldirn Reply #45 on: Oct 20th, 2004, 1:08pm
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Eldirn caught Celebrian's gaze and held it, seeing the mirth twinkling there. Her own eyes filled with laughter, and she clapped her hands over her mouth to avoid its vocal release. Still, a muffled "SNRK!" was audible, and the two were hard-pressed to restrain themselves.

"Ai! Celebrian!" she tried to whisper, "yon proper, dignified Glorfindel, Balrog-slayer, brave golden-hair, ladies' ellon, and decided clothes-horse, hath managed to besmear himself with frosting! And it's PINK! Shall we allow him to live it down? Or shall we 'rub his nose in it,' metaphorically, to the end of Arda??!!" Eldirn stifled another laugh. "Personally, I vote for the latter! Elrond, do you see it?? Your brave warrior hath managed to cover his posterior in bright pink icing!"


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Glorfindel was tall and straight; his hair was of shining gold, his face fair and young and fearless and full of joy; his eyes were bright and keen, and his voice like music; on his brow sat wisdom, and in his hand was strength.

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Glorfindel
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 08:00 AM


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Glorfindel grabbed a piece of shortbread off the platter on the table as muffled laughter erupted from both Eldirn and Celebrian. He looked up to see them watching him with wide smiles trying to hide them behind their hands. He was glad they could enjoy the party together but he wondered at the reason he was suddenly the topic of some jest. He glanced down at his clothing to make sure everything was fastened properly as he refilled his glass with wine. He looked behind to see if someone was there and suddenly the laughter burst forth from the ladies once more. Even Elrond had a smile now.

Glorfindel grabbed a small plate and selected a few items to take back to his seat for the others. For some reason, chosing a cookie with pink frosting brought a gale of laughter from Eldirn and Celebrian. Walking over to Elrond he noted the ladies had suddenly put on serious faces and gotten interested in sipping their wine.

"It would seem I am the butt of some joke..." The wine in Eldirn's mouth was suddenly sprayed out and Celebrian had a fit of coughing.


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Glorfindel was tall and straight; his hair was of shining gold, his face fair and young and fearless and full of joy; his eyes were bright and keen, and his voice like music; on his brow sat wisdom, and in his hand was strength.

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Eldirn
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 08:51 AM


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"AAAIIiiii!" Eldirn thought to Celebrian and Elrond. "Help me, mellyn nin, healers! I am like to die of mirth!"

"Forgive us, friend Glorfindel," Eldirn murmured to the warrior, unable to keep the wide smile off her face. "It simply has come to our attention that you have been the victim of a...sneak attack." She risked a quick side glance at Elrond and Celebrian; the mirthful twinkle in the eyes of both was nearly her undoing. "Mmph...snrk...it would seem that...that...someo-one has...has...AAAAHH-hahahaha!"

Eldirn could restrain herself no longer. She doubled over in her chair, laughing uproariously. "El-elrond...Cel-leb...rian...please..." She gestured at Glorfindel, as if to say, "explain for me, please!" before she was lost in another gale of laughter.


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Elrond
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 09:57 AM


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Elrond choked back a guffaw at the situation and tried to return to some seriousness. Eldirn was convulsed in laughter and Celebrian was still coughing and hiding her face behind her hands as her shoulders shook. Only Elrond was left to explain the reason for the laughter to Glorfindel. He was afraid to talk for fear his laughter would be released and he wouldn't be able to stop. He didn't dare sip his wine!

Glorfindel stood before them with a questioning expression on his face shifting from one foot to the other awaiting an explanation. His inability to understand the reason for the mirth made it even more enjoyable to those watching.

"Glorfindel..." Elrond started then halted as he composed his words. The enigmatic eyes of the Master of Imladris danced with amusement as he attempted to keep laughter at bay. "You have attracted the attention of some pink frosting in a most awkward spot."


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The face of Elrond was ageless, in it was written the memory of things both glad and sorrowful. His hair was dark as the shadows of twilight, and upon it was set a circlet of silver; his eyes were grey and in them was the light of stars. He was Lord of Rivendell, mighty among Elves & Men. (FOTR: Many Meetings)

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Eldirn
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 10:14 AM


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"BWAAAAA-hahahahaha!" Eldirn shrieked with laughter as Elrond explained. "Oh-oh-TOO-good!" she gasped for breath. "PINK!"

She pointed wordlessly at Glorfindel's seat. "PINK!" she howled again.

SAY something, Celebrian! Please! I am making a fool of myself laughing! OH, it is so funny!

Finally she looked up at Glorfindel, gasping, eyes streaming tears. "So-sorry, mellon vuin nin," she panted. "I-it was s-so incon-congruous...the great-great Balrog sl-slayer...with FROSTING on his...! And it's PINK!"

And Eldirn was lost in gales of laughter again.


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Glorfindel
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 11:43 AM


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The blond balrog-slayer curiously looked behind him at the frosting smeared across his clothes, it was indeed very pink. With a straight face Glorfindel silently turned to put the plate and wine glass on the table and palmed a cookie with pink frosting before turning back to confront Eldirn.

"Well then Chief Astronomer," he bit back a laugh but his eyes danced with some planned secret, "it will not only be myself that is the subject of much mirth but the balrog-slayer chooses to share the spotlight with the scientist!"

Grinning evilly Glorfindel placed the palmed cookie on the back of Eldirn's fine robe pressing it down toward her waist, getting some pink frosting in her hair as well. Then backing up quickly he admired his handiwork as he heard Arawen laughing from the corner.


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Glorfindel was tall and straight; his hair was of shining gold, his face fair and young and fearless and full of joy; his eyes were bright and keen, and his voice like music; on his brow sat wisdom, and in his hand was strength.

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Eldirn
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 12:19 PM


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Eldirn leaped to her feet with a gasp. "Belryg daer lachol, Glorfindel!" the astronomer exclaimed. "Is it not bad enough that I have already lost one complete set of robes to the arrow of an orch rhachianna, that now you thoroughly soil another?!"

Suddenly a devilishly mischievous look appeared in her eyes. She eased to the edge of the table, picking up a cupcake with lavendar icing. "Oooohhhh, Glorfy..." she wheedled in a singsong voice.

Glorfindel stepped into a defensive posture, but Eldirn whipped the cupcake at him forcefully. It splatted against his near shoulder, producing a large purple splotch, before ricocheting off to bean Elrond in the forehead, smearing chocolate cream filling across his face. The room stopped dead, everyone staring, to see what the Master of Imladris would do.

"Uh-oh..." Eldirn murmured, sidling closer to the table.



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belryg daer lachol! = great flaming balrogs!
orch rhacnianna = cursed goblin


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~~ Chief Astronomer of Imladris~~

If you think you are too small to make a difference, then you have obviously never been in bed with a mosquito


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Pip
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 12:38 PM


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Tarwil heard the room go silent and saw everyone's head turn in one direction, but there was some one in her way and she couldn't make out what everyone was looking at. Then the person moved aside and she saw a tall elf Lord with chocolate on his forehead. If it wasn't so quiet she would have burst out laughing, but she would have felt akward and stupid if she laughed at this elf lord when no one else was saying a thing. The elf Lord was obviously important, she could tell by the way he held himself, but she had never met him before. Then again she had never met any one really important before.


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Elrond
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 01:45 PM


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Elrond stood up in shock as he watched one of his trusted advisors smearing his chief astronomer with pink frosting. Possibly caused by the wine or by the continuing situation, Elrond laughed openly at the astonished look on Eldirn's face. 'I bet she wasn't expecting this for excitement at the party.' he thought. But when a misplaced retaliatory shot by Eldirn exploded thick chocolate cream filling on his face he was at a loss for words.

The room got quiet. Elrond slowly wiped a large amount of chocolate cream from his face with one hand as Celebrian gave him a napkin. With deliberate force he aimed the chocolate at Eldirn. Guessing what his motive was, Celebrian grabbed his arm and spoiled his aim. Instead, the mass of chocolate hit Glorfindel in the side of the head, pushing his hair aside and continued on across the room. Suddenly the room was filled with laughter at the unexpected event.


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The face of Elrond was ageless, in it was written the memory of things both glad and sorrowful. His hair was dark as the shadows of twilight, and upon it was set a circlet of silver; his eyes were grey and in them was the light of stars. He was Lord of Rivendell, mighty among Elves & Men. (FOTR: Many Meetings)

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Eldirn
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 02:08 PM


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Eldirn's laughter rang out across the room, and she suddenly scooped up as many of the cupcake missiles as she could get into her arms, darting around to the opposite end of the table, as she lobbed several of the chocolate-and-icing grenades toward both Elrond and Glorfindel. She heard Arawen laughing behind her, and spun suddenly, firing off two of the missiles toward the elleth, nailing her in the head and the stomach, respectively.

"FOOD FIGHT!" the normally dignified Chief Astronomer shouted, and began peppering everyone in sight with as many foodstuffs as she could!


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Rainiel
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 02:18 PM


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Rainiel stayed with Arodfel until she was satisfied that he was going to be all right. She then decided she would head back inside before anyone came looking for her. She walked up to the door and heard a lot of laughter. 'What si going on in there,' She wondered.

She opened the door to Elves throwing food at one another. She was suddenly hit by a flying cupcake, "Thanks a lot," she said, wiping icing and goo off her face. "Who hit me?" she asked while laughing while still standing by the door.
Eldirn
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 02:21 PM


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Suddenly the Chief Astronomer of Imladris ran up to Rainiel. "Here," she grinned, dumping half her armload of cupcakes into Rain's arms. "Fire when ready. Yon Balrog-slayer and his Lord are my primary targets, but feel free to aim whithersoever you please!"


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Pip
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 02:30 PM


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Tarwil dove under a table, banging her knees against the wood floor. A cup cake landed upsidedown right next to her hand.
"Honestly," she thought, "I would have thought that these folks would be a tad bit more civilized, but no matter. I guess the only thing left to do is join them."
Tarwil pushed herself out from under the table grabbed the cup cakes that were sitting on the table and started flinging them to. One of them splattering on the face of a tall, blonde, male elf. He caught sight of her and she waved merrily at him. But then he brought one of his hands back and flung a cupcake right at her face, splattering her with pink frosting.


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Rainiel
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 02:34 PM


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Rainiel suddenly found her arms full of cupcake missiles. 'Hmmm,' she said to herself, 'Who should I throw some of these at?' as she chucked one at Glorfindel who was already somewhat covered. She was soon fully involved in the fun and enjoying herself.

'It has been a long time since I have had this much fun,' She thought as she threw her missiles and had food thrown at her in return. She ducked under a table and continued throwing until she ran out of ammunition. She then decided discretion was the better part of valor and stayed where she was.
Glorfindel
Posted: Oct 25 2004, 05:06 PM


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"GAH!," Glorfindel tried to get out of the way of the cupcakes being thrown from all directions. One was even thrown at him from under the table and he was able to get her good with a pink cupcake. It smacked satisfactorily into her face and Glorfindel cackled with glee.

He had been hit with at least 8 cupcakes and other assorted things. The cupcakes were the worst however, they were frosted with several colors of which he had one of every variety decorating his clothes, face and hair. Suddenly he got an idea, quickly moving to the kitchen he looked in the cold storage. Yallume! Here is what I need...

Glorfindel emerged into the party room with a very large bowl of chocolate pudding and a long-handled wooden spoon. A piece of shortbread hit him above the eye but it didn't deter him at all. Grabbing a chair he turned it around. Placing the bowl on the seat he used the back as a shield and launched spoonfuls of pudding on the unsuspecting enemy.


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