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Morsul the Dark · 04-10-2006, 07:36 AM

The Gore Begins

Gothmog looked at the scattered remains of his loyal servant and grunted "oh well free meat." He quickly ate a leg and arm and looked back to Barad-Dash everything looked to be in order except he was short a co-pilot...

Gothmog searched the Halls looking for a suitable replacement and found
orc #429187943b his loyal friend, Goblash's, little brother although Gothmog had dealt more with Goblash than this orc there had been some serious run-ins. But Gothmog knew in his now filled gut that he would be an excellent co-pilot.

Gothmog looked about at his opponents Sauron was making some ridiculous speech. Always his way, long-winded. Gothmog looked about and had just one thing to say to these future losers.

"Greetings to you fellow participants pay close attention for this is the only civility I pay you, you shall all perish ere the night is out and I will destroy you all and feast upon upon your flesh!"

Gothmog turned to his copilot "Now you grunt what is your name and which way do you think we should go, personally I think West-Southwest"

Hookbill the Goomba · 04-10-2006, 10:06 AM

The Eyrie copter

With the vehicles nearly out of sight, Dwarfy the Dwarf turned to the crowd and pointed towards the giant Palantir that he had had shipped over from Valinor via his 'underground' connections. He had given each of the drivers a small palantir, not powerful enough to transmit images, but good for a chat.
"Here we can watch the race," he said, "follow your favourite, and keep buying pop-corn!" the crowd laughed as Dwarfy bowed and left the podium. He made his way over towards five Eagles who were guarding a large construction. It seemed to be a giant nest, yet with a great pole sticking out of the top, and a thing that seemed to be a tale. Out of the top of the pole, were four great strips of iron that pointed in different directions.
Dwarfy bowed to the Eagles and said, "Thank you most kindly sirs, for bringing me this at such short notice." he placed ten silver coins in the largest Eagle's coin bag which hung about his neck.
"Not at all," replied the Eagle, "The pleasure was all ours. Please take care of our Eyrie copter!" Dwarfy bowed again and leaped into the nest. He went to the front and took hold of a large staff that was sticking out of the nest floor; he then pulled a smaller staff back and forth. As he did this, the pole on which the four iron strips were on, began to rotate, they got faster and faster until the four strips looked like a transparent circle above the eyrie. All of a sudden, the contraption took off into the air and soared above the clouds.

Dwarfy smiled and hummed a little dwarven tune to himself as he sailed above Mirkwood. He took out a small palantir and spoke to it;

"Attention all drivers!" and they all listened, "Looking out over the land and at your locations, I see you are all pretty much neck and neck. But there appears to be a challenge coming your way!"

Hookbill the Goomba · 04-10-2006, 10:06 AM

The First challenge: Troll Toll

There is a Troll in the road. He demands that all Vehicles pay the toll.
You do not have any money, by the way. I just gave it to the Lord of Eagles. Sorry.

Maeggaladiel · 04-10-2006, 11:33 AM

"TOLL?!?" Roared the Dark Lord, little flames burning in the eye sockets of his great black helmet. "YOU DARE DEMAND A TOLL, YOU WORTHLESS EXCUSE FOR A TROLL??" Sauron stopped; the flames extinguished and his gloved hand went to his mouth.

"Hee hee." he sniggered. "DID YOU HEAR THAT, MOUTH? I MADE A RHYME. DAMN, I AM CLEVER."

"Must you always speak so loudly, my Lord? I'm right here." the Mouth said crossly, covering his ears. "And anyway, everyone within a five-mile radius will be able to hear your evil plots if you yell like that all the time."

"THIS IS MY EVIL VOICE," Sauron explained. "IT MAKES ME MORE INTIMIDATING. LOOK, IT'S A DARK LORD THING. YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND."

"Whatever you say, my Lord."

Sauron turned his attention back to the troll, who was still waiting with an opened palm in front of Mount Zoom.

"I DO NOT HAVE ANY POCKET CHANGE, MOUTH," Sauron said. "I SPENT IT ON CHEETOS AND MOUNTAIN DEW FOR THE TRIP. I DON'T SUPPOSE YOU'D HAVE ANY...?"

The Mouth gave him a hard glare.

"VERY WELL. IT APPEARS WE SHALL HAVE TO USE MORE EVIL MEANS TO BYPASS THIS BEAST. I BELIEVE AN EVIL THINK-TANK IS IN ORDER, MOUTH. COME, LET US PLOT!!"

(OK Glirdan, come on in!)

Sleepy Ranger · 04-10-2006, 01:04 PM

Orth-Tank Tired of being second best

After a while of steady movement Saruman had left the Orth-Tank under control of Grima and had headed indoors to re-check his maps. Yes, they would travel through Moria. It would be a dangerous way but what did that matter, were they not notorious villains with the exclusion of Grima? Saruman chuckled lightly and headed towards a peadestel, yes, he had something that none else (with the possible exception of Mount Zoom and Dwarfy) possessed. He swept the sheet off the pedestal revealing a fine palantir. Sauman let out an evil laugh as the scene darkened to acknowledge the evil foreshadowing. All of a sudden, much to Saruman's surprise Grima stuck his head inside. "Sir!" He exclaimed. "How many times must I tell you not to interrupt during foreshadowing?" Snarled Saruman angrily, covering the palantir again.

"Sir is that a palantir?" asked the underling prodingly. "No... well everyone has one." replied Saruman sulkily. "Sir, I'm not sure a thing of such power is allowed." "Oh hush now! What did I tell you earlier? We're villains, we cheat. C-H-E-A-T; cheat!" Saruman shot at Grima angrily. "But hang on, if you're here who is driving? Are we even moving?" He added, strokig his great white beard. Grima hesitated and then began to speak, "Well sir thats why I'm here, you see theres a great big troll blocking the road and hes asking us to pay the toll." "Well, pay him and give him something extra... tell him we don't want anyone else moving forward." Saruman said sneering at Grima. "Perfect sir, just one worry." "What is it Grima?" Saruman asked watching his nails lazily. "Dwarfy the Dwarf took all our money." Grima said shuffling his feet. "What?!?" Shouted Saruman. "Dwarfy the Dwarf took all..." Grima was interrupted by Saruman, "Not that kind of what you fool. Now come, we must think of something to do."

So Saruman and Grima sat and they thought and thought and munched on some of Saruman's not-so-pretty cookies. "I know!" Shout up Grima all of a sudden. "What is it lad?" inquired Saruman, voice bursting with excitement. "Perhaps we could offer it some cookies!" Said Grima. "No, thats no good. That stupid Sauron will probably offer him his pretty cookies and then we'll be in trouble." Saruman shook his head. Grima asked him worriedly, "What do you propose my lord?" "Hush, let me think." Saruman sits there, thinking and stroking his beard. "I know!" Grima sprang up again. "Now what?" asked Saruman dryly. "Your voice, sire!" He said bubblily. "Somehow I don't think my singing will put the beast to sleep." Said Saruman impatiently. "No sir! Your voice, you could talk it into letting us past!" Said Grima suggestively.

"Oh now don't be an idiot you know that would never work but I've just had a brilliant plan. I shall talk our way past that no good troll! Lets see it resist the will turning power of my voice! I am a genius!" Saruman said raising up at full height and doing a few Boromir the Disco-King imitations. "But I had that idea first." Grima began to complain but a quick bonk on the head from Saruman's staff was enough to shut him up. "Are you saying you have a better idea Grima?" Saruman asked him raising an eyebrow as Grima squealed. "Well out with it."

---
Alright Menel, your thoughts and suggestions now.

Glirdan · 04-10-2006, 01:29 PM

OCC - Sorry, I've been at school all day...

The Mouth was feeling quite defeaned. His Master had quite a booming voice when he was talking normally, but add to the fact that he was being totally evil as well as talking over the Moutain's engine, it was quite deafening...

"VERY WELL. IT APPEARS WE SHALL HAVE TO USE MORE EVIL MEANS TO BYPASS THIS BEAST. I BELIEVE AN EVIL THINK-TANK IS IN ORDER, MOUTH. COME, LET US PLOT!!"

"Yes my lord... but please, try and keep your voice down. It's making me go deaf in my..."

"NEVER MIND YOUR HEARING MOUTH!! WE NEED TO PLOT!! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND!?"

"Of course my liege, it's just that... Ah never mind. Let us plot indeed. I was thinking..."

Meneltarmacil · 04-10-2006, 02:35 PM

"What I'd suggest, my lord, is we use one of our little surprises on it," Grima said.

He opened a door. Inside were numerous cages in which about a thousand little rodents were frothing at the mouth and gnawing at the bars.

"WHAT?! THAT's where all that incessant squealing was coming from? Who put those hamsters in here? I'll kill him!" the White Wizard bellowed at a needlessly loud volume.

"Um, well, uh, I... kind of brought them along," Grima admitted.

He suddenly found himself being thrown to the ceiling and back.

"What I was going to suggest was that you could release these rabid killer hamsters against the troll. I mean, no offense, Master, but that voice of yours, well, it's, um, kind of horri-"

"YES?" Saruman glared at Womtongue, staff pointed at his face.

"Never mind," Wormtongue whimpered. "Though we could just run over the troll or feed him to the Wargs. Perhaps you could use that staff of yours to perform some kind of mind trick on him so he does something ridiculous, too."

04-10-2006, 07:36 AM	#1
Morsul the Dark Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: May 2004 Posts: 3,448	The Gore Begins Gothmog looked at the scattered remains of his loyal servant and grunted "oh well free meat." He quickly ate a leg and arm and looked back to Barad-Dash everything looked to be in order except he was short a co-pilot... Gothmog searched the Halls looking for a suitable replacement and found orc #429187943b his loyal friend, Goblash's, little brother although Gothmog had dealt more with Goblash than this orc there had been some serious run-ins. But Gothmog knew in his now filled gut that he would be an excellent co-pilot. Gothmog looked about at his opponents Sauron was making some ridiculous speech. Always his way, long-winded. Gothmog looked about and had just one thing to say to these future losers. "Greetings to you fellow participants pay close attention for this is the only civility I pay you, you shall all perish ere the night is out and I will destroy you all and feast upon upon your flesh!" Gothmog turned to his copilot "Now you grunt what is your name and which way do you think we should go, personally I think West-Southwest" Last edited by Morsul the Dark; 04-10-2006 at 07:52 AM.

04-10-2006, 10:06 AM	#2
Hookbill the Goomba Alive without breath Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: On A Cold Wind To Valhalla Posts: 5,912	The Eyrie copter With the vehicles nearly out of sight, Dwarfy the Dwarf turned to the crowd and pointed towards the giant Palantir that he had had shipped over from Valinor via his 'underground' connections. He had given each of the drivers a small palantir, not powerful enough to transmit images, but good for a chat. "Here we can watch the race," he said, "follow your favourite, and keep buying pop-corn!" the crowd laughed as Dwarfy bowed and left the podium. He made his way over towards five Eagles who were guarding a large construction. It seemed to be a giant nest, yet with a great pole sticking out of the top, and a thing that seemed to be a tale. Out of the top of the pole, were four great strips of iron that pointed in different directions. Dwarfy bowed to the Eagles and said, "Thank you most kindly sirs, for bringing me this at such short notice." he placed ten silver coins in the largest Eagle's coin bag which hung about his neck. "Not at all," replied the Eagle, "The pleasure was all ours. Please take care of our Eyrie copter!" Dwarfy bowed again and leaped into the nest. He went to the front and took hold of a large staff that was sticking out of the nest floor; he then pulled a smaller staff back and forth. As he did this, the pole on which the four iron strips were on, began to rotate, they got faster and faster until the four strips looked like a transparent circle above the eyrie. All of a sudden, the contraption took off into the air and soared above the clouds. Dwarfy smiled and hummed a little dwarven tune to himself as he sailed above Mirkwood. He took out a small palantir and spoke to it; "Attention all drivers!" and they all listened, "Looking out over the land and at your locations, I see you are all pretty much neck and neck. But there appears to be a challenge coming your way!" __________________ I think that if you want facts, then The Downer Newspaper is probably the place to go. I know! I read it once. THE PHANTOM AND ALIEN: The Legend of the Golden Bus Ticket...

04-10-2006, 10:06 AM	#3
Hookbill the Goomba Alive without breath Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: On A Cold Wind To Valhalla Posts: 5,912	The First challenge: Troll Toll There is a Troll in the road. He demands that all Vehicles pay the toll. You do not have any money, by the way. I just gave it to the Lord of Eagles. Sorry. __________________ I think that if you want facts, then The Downer Newspaper is probably the place to go. I know! I read it once. THE PHANTOM AND ALIEN: The Legend of the Golden Bus Ticket... Last edited by Hookbill the Goomba; 04-11-2006 at 12:06 PM.

04-10-2006, 01:04 PM	#5
Sleepy Ranger Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: On the field, kissing the 'Downs crest Posts: 1,654	Orth-Tank Tired of being second best After a while of steady movement Saruman had left the Orth-Tank under control of Grima and had headed indoors to re-check his maps. Yes, they would travel through Moria. It would be a dangerous way but what did that matter, were they not notorious villains with the exclusion of Grima? Saruman chuckled lightly and headed towards a peadestel, yes, he had something that none else (with the possible exception of Mount Zoom and Dwarfy) possessed. He swept the sheet off the pedestal revealing a fine palantir. Sauman let out an evil laugh as the scene darkened to acknowledge the evil foreshadowing. All of a sudden, much to Saruman's surprise Grima stuck his head inside. "Sir!" He exclaimed. "How many times must I tell you not to interrupt during foreshadowing?" Snarled Saruman angrily, covering the palantir again. "Sir is that a palantir?" asked the underling prodingly. "No... well everyone has one." replied Saruman sulkily. "Sir, I'm not sure a thing of such power is allowed." "Oh hush now! What did I tell you earlier? We're villains, we cheat. C-H-E-A-T; cheat!" Saruman shot at Grima angrily. "But hang on, if you're here who is driving? Are we even moving?" He added, strokig his great white beard. Grima hesitated and then began to speak, "Well sir thats why I'm here, you see theres a great big troll blocking the road and hes asking us to pay the toll." "Well, pay him and give him something extra... tell him we don't want anyone else moving forward." Saruman said sneering at Grima. "Perfect sir, just one worry." "What is it Grima?" Saruman asked watching his nails lazily. "Dwarfy the Dwarf took all our money." Grima said shuffling his feet. "What?!?" Shouted Saruman. "Dwarfy the Dwarf took all..." Grima was interrupted by Saruman, "Not that kind of what you fool. Now come, we must think of something to do." So Saruman and Grima sat and they thought and thought and munched on some of Saruman's not-so-pretty cookies. "I know!" Shout up Grima all of a sudden. "What is it lad?" inquired Saruman, voice bursting with excitement. "Perhaps we could offer it some cookies!" Said Grima. "No, thats no good. That stupid Sauron will probably offer him his pretty cookies and then we'll be in trouble." Saruman shook his head. Grima asked him worriedly, "What do you propose my lord?" "Hush, let me think." Saruman sits there, thinking and stroking his beard. "I know!" Grima sprang up again. "Now what?" asked Saruman dryly. "Your voice, sire!" He said bubblily. "Somehow I don't think my singing will put the beast to sleep." Said Saruman impatiently. "No sir! Your voice, you could talk it into letting us past!" Said Grima suggestively. "Oh now don't be an idiot you know that would never work but I've just had a brilliant plan. I shall talk our way past that no good troll! Lets see it resist the will turning power of my voice! I am a genius!" Saruman said raising up at full height and doing a few Boromir the Disco-King imitations. "But I had that idea first." Grima began to complain but a quick bonk on the head from Saruman's staff was enough to shut him up. "Are you saying you have a better idea Grima?" Saruman asked him raising an eyebrow as Grima squealed. "Well out with it." --- Alright Menel, your thoughts and suggestions now. __________________ And tonight we can truly say, together we're invincible... Middle-Earth Football World Cup 2007

04-10-2006, 01:29 PM	#6
Glirdan Energetic Essence Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: Where Lark Nor Eagle Ever Flew Posts: 3,285	OCC - Sorry, I've been at school all day... The Mouth was feeling quite defeaned. His Master had quite a booming voice when he was talking normally, but add to the fact that he was being totally evil as well as talking over the Moutain's engine, it was quite deafening... "VERY WELL. IT APPEARS WE SHALL HAVE TO USE MORE EVIL MEANS TO BYPASS THIS BEAST. I BELIEVE AN EVIL THINK-TANK IS IN ORDER, MOUTH. COME, LET US PLOT!!" "Yes my lord... but please, try and keep your voice down. It's making me go deaf in my..." "NEVER MIND YOUR HEARING MOUTH!! WE NEED TO PLOT!! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND!?" "Of course my liege, it's just that... Ah never mind. Let us plot indeed. I was thinking..." __________________ *I'm going to buy you a kitty, I'm going to let you fall in love with the kitty, and one cold, winter night, I'm going to steal into your house and punch you in the face!* Fenris Wolf

04-10-2006, 11:33 AM	#4
Maeggaladiel Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: The end of the world as we know it. I feel fine, incidentally. Posts: 500	"TOLL?!?" Roared the Dark Lord, little flames burning in the eye sockets of his great black helmet. "YOU DARE DEMAND A TOLL, YOU WORTHLESS EXCUSE FOR A TROLL??" Sauron stopped; the flames extinguished and his gloved hand went to his mouth. "Hee hee." he sniggered. "DID YOU HEAR THAT, MOUTH? I MADE A RHYME. DAMN, I AM CLEVER." "Must you always speak so loudly, my Lord? I'm right here." the Mouth said crossly, covering his ears. "And anyway, everyone within a five-mile radius will be able to hear your evil plots if you yell like that all the time." "THIS IS MY EVIL VOICE," Sauron explained. "IT MAKES ME MORE INTIMIDATING. LOOK, IT'S A DARK LORD THING. YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND." "Whatever you say, my Lord." Sauron turned his attention back to the troll, who was still waiting with an opened palm in front of Mount Zoom. "I DO NOT HAVE ANY POCKET CHANGE, MOUTH," Sauron said. "I SPENT IT ON CHEETOS AND MOUNTAIN DEW FOR THE TRIP. I DON'T SUPPOSE YOU'D HAVE ANY...?" The Mouth gave him a hard glare. "VERY WELL. IT APPEARS WE SHALL HAVE TO USE MORE EVIL MEANS TO BYPASS THIS BEAST. I BELIEVE AN EVIL THINK-TANK IS IN ORDER, MOUTH. COME, LET US PLOT!!" (OK Glirdan, come on in!) __________________ "Wide ne bith wel," cwaeth se the geheirde on helle hriman.

04-10-2006, 02:35 PM	#7
Meneltarmacil Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: The bottom of the ocean, discussing philosophy with a giant squid Posts: 2,254	"What I'd suggest, my lord, is we use one of our little surprises on it," Grima said. He opened a door. Inside were numerous cages in which about a thousand little rodents were frothing at the mouth and gnawing at the bars. "WHAT?! THAT's where all that incessant squealing was coming from? Who put those hamsters in here? I'll kill him!" the White Wizard bellowed at a needlessly loud volume. "Um, well, uh, I... kind of brought them along," Grima admitted. He suddenly found himself being thrown to the ceiling and back. "What I was going to suggest was that you could release these rabid killer hamsters against the troll. I mean, no offense, Master, but that voice of yours, well, it's, um, kind of horri-" "YES?" Saruman glared at Womtongue, staff pointed at his face. "Never mind," Wormtongue whimpered. "Though we could just run over the troll or feed him to the Wargs. Perhaps you could use that staff of yours to perform some kind of mind trick on him so he does something ridiculous, too." __________________ I ♣ baby seals. Last edited by Meneltarmacil; 04-10-2006 at 02:39 PM.