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Kitanna · 07-27-2005, 03:40 PM

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Originally Posted by THE Ka

Elrond (Looking awfully like Mitzy...)

Haha, fabulous!

the guy who be short · 07-29-2005, 05:52 AM

I dreamt that the Snowmen of Forochel were attacking my house, but they were actual snowmen (i.e. made of snow).

When your face was turned, the Snowmen would creep forward a few inches. They'd keep doing it until they got to the house, and then they started bashing the doors and windows!

Luckily, I turned into a wizard and flew my broom over them, then dropped boiling water over them to melt them.

Yes, that has very little to do with LotR - but they were definitely the Snowmen of Forochel! My dream-mother said so.

Kitanna · 08-24-2005, 09:42 AM

So I had a dream the other night that Aragorn, Eowyn, and a few other assorted members of the books were out to stop World War 2. And they went into France to crush the Nazi stronghold. Aragorn and Eowyn broke through a concrete wall to get into the building (with their will power!) and attacked everyone. Then a friendly blue alien, roughly the size of Paul Bunyan, came along to help.

So the moral of all this is no reading LOTR and no eating before bed.

THE Ka · 08-24-2005, 10:48 AM

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Then a friendly blue alien, roughly the size of Paul Bunyan, came along to help.

I wonder If it was one of those guys from the computer commercials... They look so cool, like blue mimes.

~ Aesthete

THE Ka · 08-26-2005, 08:25 AM

I had a very uncomfortable dream last night...

It was set in Minas Tirith, except the city was a sand castle. Aragorn was in rule, and I'm inside what looks like a really messy hall closet. It's rather long, and there's a window there of all places. Suddenly, some guy with a really bad blonde wig pops out of the junk in the room and says that he's on a mission to steal some rare valuable medallion that's in the closet. As i'm going to walk out because this gentleman is rather weird, Aragorn throws open the door, looking rather crazed and his eyes are red. He looks at the man who's in the junk and says: "YOU...!"

Then they begin chasing each other, except aragorn is much slower due to his crown which he has to keep from falling off his head. I offer to hold while he's running about, so the chase would end and I could get out. He stops and gives me a funny look like I've said 'wear your crown like a shoe!', and throws it at me. I hits the wall, and a medallion pops out from the side. I go to pick it up and give it to them, because I really want to get out of the room, which is too small for three people now and the man with the blonde wig shoots through the air for it. I drop it, but I pick up the crown and dash through the door before i'm attacked.

Then the dream ends. It wasn't a very nice dream anyway, but at least I got a crown out of the deal...

~ Aesthete

Elrowen Tinúviel · 08-26-2005, 11:12 AM

I've had some really weird LOTR dreams...

Once I was an Elf (not suprising somehow

) and I was honing my horsemanship, swordsmanship, and archery skills. My teachers were awesome... Elladan, Elrohir, and Legolas (from the books). They were really tough, but I learned alot - then went a hunting orcs with the twins.

Another time I was in Rivendell... yet it was a log cabin among mountains in winter. (weird.) Elrond was giving instructions to the Fellowship (of whom I was one), when Boromir came in late, stomping the snow off his feet. Everybody turned to look at him, and Elrond reprimanded him for being late - and while Boromir was younger than most there, youth was no excuse for being late. Aragorn watched Boromir walk over to stand with the rest of us, and then informed him that until he learned to walk like an Elf (quietly), he could not join the Fellowship. In fact... everyone had to demostrate that they could move quietly through the woodlands, like an Elf. Fortunately for me... I was a half-Elf, so I didn't have too much trouble.

Like I said... weird. But then again... what fun is there in being normal? Normal is boring and well, "normal".

~Elrowen

08-24-2005, 09:42 AM	#3
Kitanna Child of the West Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn Posts: 2,132	So I had a dream the other night that Aragorn, Eowyn, and a few other assorted members of the books were out to stop World War 2. And they went into France to crush the Nazi stronghold. Aragorn and Eowyn broke through a concrete wall to get into the building (with their will power!) and attacked everyone. Then a friendly blue alien, roughly the size of Paul Bunyan, came along to help. So the moral of all this is no reading LOTR and no eating before bed. __________________ "Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain

08-26-2005, 08:25 AM	#5
THE Ka Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: As with the flygja Posts: 1,403	I had a very uncomfortable dream last night... It was set in Minas Tirith, except the city was a sand castle. Aragorn was in rule, and I'm inside what looks like a really messy hall closet. It's rather long, and there's a window there of all places. Suddenly, some guy with a really bad blonde wig pops out of the junk in the room and says that he's on a mission to steal some rare valuable medallion that's in the closet. As i'm going to walk out because this gentleman is rather weird, Aragorn throws open the door, looking rather crazed and his eyes are red. He looks at the man who's in the junk and says: "YOU...!" Then they begin chasing each other, except aragorn is much slower due to his crown which he has to keep from falling off his head. I offer to hold while he's running about, so the chase would end and I could get out. He stops and gives me a funny look like I've said 'wear your crown like a shoe!', and throws it at me. I hits the wall, and a medallion pops out from the side. I go to pick it up and give it to them, because I really want to get out of the room, which is too small for three people now and the man with the blonde wig shoots through the air for it. I drop it, but I pick up the crown and dash through the door before i'm attacked. Then the dream ends. It wasn't a very nice dream anyway, but at least I got a crown out of the deal... ~ Aesthete __________________ Vinur, vinur skilur tú meg? Veitst tú ongan loyniveg? Hevur tú reikað líka sum eg, í endaleysu tokuni?

08-26-2005, 11:12 AM	#6
Elrowen Tinúviel Registered User Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: East of the Sun, West of the Moon Posts: 45	I've had some really weird LOTR dreams... Once I was an Elf (not suprising somehow) and I was honing my horsemanship, swordsmanship, and archery skills. My teachers were awesome... Elladan, Elrohir, and Legolas (from the books). They were really tough, but I learned alot - then went a hunting orcs with the twins. Another time I was in Rivendell... yet it was a log cabin among mountains in winter. (weird.) Elrond was giving instructions to the Fellowship (of whom I was one), when Boromir came in late, stomping the snow off his feet. Everybody turned to look at him, and Elrond reprimanded him for being late - and while Boromir was younger than most there, youth was no excuse for being late. Aragorn watched Boromir walk over to stand with the rest of us, and then informed him that until he learned to walk like an Elf (quietly), he could not join the Fellowship. In fact... everyone had to demostrate that they could move quietly through the woodlands, like an Elf. Fortunately for me... I was a half-Elf, so I didn't have too much trouble. Like I said... weird. But then again... what fun is there in being normal? Normal is boring and well, "normal". ~Elrowen

07-29-2005, 05:52 AM	#2
the guy who be short Shadowed Prince Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: Thulcandra Posts: 2,343	I dreamt that the Snowmen of Forochel were attacking my house, but they were actual snowmen (i.e. made of snow). When your face was turned, the Snowmen would creep forward a few inches. They'd keep doing it until they got to the house, and then they started bashing the doors and windows! Luckily, I turned into a wizard and flew my broom over them, then dropped boiling water over them to melt them. Yes, that has very little to do with LotR - but they were definitely the Snowmen of Forochel! My dream-mother said so.