The Mount Zoom Challenge - GAME

[Boromir88]

Medel-zoom, of Dwarfbots and the Balrog Bagman (cont.)

Sometime later....

With Theoden on the roof dressed like Gandalf and two Bots on each side of the roof hidden with rope in hand to trip the Balrog, the plan was almost ready.

Eowyn heads inside with the last two Bots, taller than her now and dressed up like Gandalf in a tattered white robe and matching hat (left over from Halloween) and sheep wool formed as a beard and to top it all off, a large stick to serve as a staff. Eowyn directs the Bots to the basement hatch and has them stand in front of it. She runs over to the fire and pulls out a large coal and places it infront of the Bots/Gandalf. She leans in and gives the Bots a brief run through off the plan, then she flings open the door and hides herself.

The Balrog was having fun reeking havock in the basement, when he became aware of a light coming from above...with a figure standing there..

DwarfBots: *in a thunderous Gandalf/Computerized voice* "YOU SHALL NOT COME TO THE TOP OF THE ROOF!" Then the Bot lifted his "staff" and brought it smashing down onto the coal, creating sparks and the effect of wizardry.

Eowyn: *smacks her forehead and rolls her eyes*

Infuriated by the challenge?...the Balrog roars and begins to climb out after the figure.

In the meantime the Gandalf Bots took off out the doors, just as the Balrog was emerging. As he made it outside the bots had stripped off their Gandalf facade and shreeking, pointed to the roof. There stood Theoden/Gandalf and he shouts down : "Wow what took you so long? First day with your new legs?"

Balrog: *roars* and heads up the roof towards Theoden.

In the meantime........One of the Bots manning the ropes, notices that he is standing on gold.....he pulls out a little pick and begins pinking away....

Theoden: * walks a bit towards the Balrog making a taunting motion* "Come on you panzy!"

Balrog: *roars again; picks up speed and nears the rope*

The three DwarfBots did their job, they pulled the rope and it caught the Balrog, just above the ankles, but with the missing Bot the rope was not tight enough to bring down the beast. Teetering at an awkward angle, swinging his arms back and forth, the Balrog tried to regain his footing on the edge.
Noticing the problem Theoden walks a safe distance towards the Balrog, raises his stick and pokes him right in the shoulder, sending him toppling head over heels down the roof and into a pre-readied mud puddle with a steaming hiss and a sickening, crunching snap!!!
The beast was smotten.

Theoden grabbed the mining DwarfBot and clambered down off the roof towards Eowyn and the other Bots.

Professor: *runs over to the huge hissing mud puddle* "What have you done? You've killed Rocky! You bastards!.......Oh I mean Yay!! you killed the Balrog! *grumbles* My wife is going to kill me!" *He lets out a long whistle* "One hour up now! Thank you come again!" and he sped off with his six DwarfBots in tow.

Theoden: *Looks at Eowyn* "Did you see that?! He was like AAAAAHHHH, and then I was like POKE.... and then he was like ...PSHSHSHSHAAAAHHHH!!!" *making a falling gesture with his hands*

Eowyn: "Yes Uncle you got rid of the Balrog! All by yourself, you did!" *rolls eyes and thinks I will never hear the end of this*

Theoden: *looks smug* "You better believe it. But, you know, I'm gonna miss those little dwarf buggers."

Eowyn: *rolls eyes again* "So, will I uncle. We'll have plenty of time to talk about your heroic fight to the death with the Balrog, but right now we have to figure out which way we want to go."

Theoden: "I say we head North, North West, towards the finish line.."

Eowyn: "Ok lets! I will be in my room, changing if you need me....."

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Movin' on.

Releasing some more of the racers from the trouble of the Balrog, Dwarfy the Dwarf flew high in the sky and peered out at each of the racers. There was a little trouble with Barrad Dash...

***Bonus***

Well done! You have come to the Moria Bonus! This be a good bonus! You ride the Kazad-Vroom motorway all the way to Ettenmoors! It cost you five gild coins, or three orcs, but it was slaves well spent!

***

As the great city of Minas Taxi began to ride ahead a little faster than the others, it suddenly came to a stop! In fact, all of them did. Once more the little Dragon flew out to inspect the trouble. The news was rather amusing to Dwarfy.

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Singing Elves Silliness

As the vehicles ride along, they are stopped by the enchanting song of elves. Not even the Dark Lord himself could resist and they all fall into a trance. When you awake you are tied up in the corner of the engine room and the Elves are having a party in the driving room! They sing songs of silliness that make your ears hurt.

Get them out!

You have until Wednesday 31st of May.

Good luck!

[Valier]

Medul-Zoom "Do you smell that?"


*Eowyn opens her eyes and finds herself tied up in a corner, she proceeds to wiggle her Oh-So slender hands free from her binds.She turns to Theoden who is bound beside her*

Eowyn: "Uncle! Wake up!" *Jostles Theoden*

Theoden:" I'll tear you into pieces! You'll never take me alive!"

Eowyn: *confused look* "I won't even ask anymore. Uncle! Where are we at? What's that dreaded singing? Why am I in these rags? What's going on?"

Theoden: "Ackkk! Stop with the questions. I got a blistering headache."

Eowyn: "Come on now, we have to figure out what's going on."

Theoden:" I just need to get these noises out of my head. Noise, noise, noise, never goes away!" *perks up* Oooh ale!

Eowyn: *surprised* "I never imagined you as a ale person!"

Theoden: "I prefer the harder stuff, but anything to get rid of my headache." *Goes and opens a case of ale*

Eowyn: "Stop goofing around Uncle. We have to get ourselves out of this mess, or I'll go insane from this singing."

Theoden: *Now drinking from a bottle of ale* "You and me both, my head is going to explode."

Eowyn: "The last thing I remember is hearing the wonderful voice of Elves singing, then the rest is blank. Then I woke up here. But these songs...these are just silly songs."

Theoden: "Stupid elves think they can just come into my Medul-zoom and party the night away without inviting me! Well, they'll get what's coming to them."

Eowyn: "We have to get them out of here, or we'll lose are heads."

Theoden: *On his 3rd ale bottle...he starts hiccupping and slurring* "What d'you got in mine?"

Eowyn: "I suppose we have to scare them off some how. But there's so many of them."

Theoden: "How 'bout we go in dere an say "boo!" Ya, that should do it."

Eowyn: *sarcastically* "Sure that'll do it, an old man stumbling in saying boo. Good thinking!"

Theoden: *starts fifth bottle of ale* "Why thank you."

Eowyn: "What would drive the elves away in total disgust and fear?"

Theoden: *hiccup* "I know! Your singing...I remind of the time when you sang at Theo's funeral, and that right there scared the crap right out of me."

Eowyn: "Uncle!"

Theoden: "It's true, I wus jus' thinking, I need to get you some choir lessons!"

Eowyn: *face growing red, but subdues it* "Ok, if it will get these Elves out of here it is worth a try."

Theoden: *on 8th bottle of ale* "Shure worked on me."

Eowyn: "But these Elves are skilled. It's going to take more than awful opera singing to drive them away."

Theoden: *farts* "Hehe, wooh, scuse me."

*A lightbulb appears over Eowyn's head*

Eowyn: *Downs two ales of her own* I think I've got it Uncle!! Grab a few more ales and follow me."

(To be continued...)

[Valier]

Medul-Zoom "Do you smell that?" Continued...


Eowyn and Theoden are crouched behind a door peering at the Elven party.

Eowyn: "Oh kay Uncle you go first, then I follow you and we party hardy!" *Sways from side to side*

Theoden: "Umm we need more ales...we drank them all..."

Eowyn: "Don't worry they have lotso ales in there, lets go and get some." *stumbles forward*

Theoden: "Oh yeah...mmmmmm...more ales." *hiccup*

Random Elf: "Do you smell that? something noxious is coming this way!"

The elves became momentarily quiet as they looked towards where the smell was coming from.

Theoden and Eowyn burst through the hall doors, arms outstretched, both severly intoxicated swaying and hiccuping

Theoden: "TAAAAA-DDDAAAAAA!!!!"

Eowyn: "WHAT A NICE PARTY YOU HERE HAVE! BUT I'M AFRAID WE HAVE NO MORE ALE TO CELEBRATE WITH YOU'S! OH THERE'S SOME ALE, GIMMY, GIMMY!! *dives towards the ale*

Theoden:" WHY IS EVERYBODY YELLING? *sways dangerously* I LIKE TO MOVE IT, MOVE IT! *moves hips round and round* COME NOW CAN'T WE ALL JUST GET ALONG? I KNOW WHAT WOULD MAKE THIS PARTY EVEN BETTER!!"

Eowyn: "WHAT WOULD THAT BE MUNCLE?"

Theoden: "WHY..... A SONG OF COURSE!!"

Elf 1:"you are ruining our party! *pouting* Go away now!"

Elf 2: *whispers to Elf 1* " Something smells like it's rotting in here and I think it's them!"

The Elves stared at the two in horror,as they began to muster themselves to put on a show.

Theoden: "Ok,Ok I know you all know this one, so don't be shy and feel free to join in!"

Eowyn: "YA TO JOIN IN! *hiccup*

Eowyn begins to clear her throat and ready herself for her solo.."HHHAAAACCCKKKK AHEM,AHEMMMM!!"

Elf 3: "Ewww She sounds like a cat bringing up a hairball!"

Elf 1: " Shhhhhh just let them finish and maybe they will go away. How bad can it be?"

Eowyn: *on the top of her lungs* "OOOOOHHHHHH BARUK-KHAZAD. KHAZAD-AIMENU...............*lots of loud dwarvish gibberish spews forth*

Theoden began to do a little Jig...he hopped from one foot to the other and waved his arms in the air. But his face began to crunch into a slight grimace...He began to hop a little faster keeping up with the fast paced singing of his niece.

Elves in unison: "DWARVEN MUSIC! ARE YOU KIDDING? EWW EWW EWWW STOP IT RIGHT NOW!!!!"

As Theoden hopped faster the grimace on his face began to change into a more relaxing smile...he hopped even higher now, as Eowyn came to the climax of the tune.

Elf 2: *holding his nose* "Why is it beginning to smell worse in here?"

Theoden: "OH YEA SORRY! I HAD TOO MUCH SOUP OF SOME GOAT.. AND UH, THE ALE IS WORKING IT'S OWN MAGIC!"

Elf 1: *gagging* " You call that magic?"

Theoden: *overtop of Eowyn's horrible singing* "WE LIKE TO PARTY, WE LIKE TO PARTY! PARTY, PARTY, PARTY PARTY!!!" *does a weird little happy dance*

With a loud groan Theoden falls to the floor in a drunken stupor, but not without letting out the loudest, longest, most vile expulsion of gas ever heard or smelt before.

Theoden: ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRRRRRR
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRRRRRR
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRSSSSSSS SQQQUUEEEKK!
"DANG THOSE..... BARKEN SQUIRRELS! they always stinkin up the joint....ya stinky....and ya *starts to snore*

Eowyn begans to twirl around singing with all her might, the smell in the room gets so strong she must also plug her nose, but she continues to belt out the drinking song that Gimili son of Gloin had taught her in a high pitched whinning voice.

All around the room the Elves were in an up roar. They were being tortured by the sounds and smell of the two.They began to attempt to plug their ears and noses at the same time. Gagging and yelling the Elves began to run from the room, leaving Eowyn still spinning and singing amongst the noxious cloud.

Eowyn: " AAWWWW DOES MY MUSIC BOTHER YOU? BOTHER, BOTHER, BOTHER, BOTHER.... *spinning wildly* BOTHER, BOTHER, BOTHER!!"

She slowly stops her body from spinning, but her head still seems to be going round and round....

Eowyn: "BOTHER......bother?..... *tries to focus eyes* HAMA!? WHERE ARE YOU? YOU CAN STOP HIDING NOW AND COME OUT! HAMA, HAMA, HAMA, HAMA, LETS GO NORTHWEST AGAIN!! WE NEED TO GET TO THE FINISH LINE SOON SO WE CAN DRINK MORE....... AND PARTY!! *her eyes unfocus* FARAMIR? NO NOT NOW!!......HAMA!! HAMA? *falls to the floor in a heap* "AH THERE YOU ARE FARAMIR!....OH of course.... *trails off into whispers and snores*

Hama: *emerges from the bathroom with toilet paper stuck to his boot* "Oh geez! What the heck is that smell?" *looks around and smiles as the last Elf runs for the door holding their nose* Now I Hama, am in charge!! *looks back to make sure he wasn't overheard then he runs like a little girl up the stairs and to the drivers seat* "TALLY-HO THEN...NORTHWEST IS WHERE I THE GREAT AND MIGHTY HAMA CHOOSE TO GO!! *puffs up chest and smirks as he starts the engines*

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Bag Endless-fuel drove over the hills faster and faster as Mount Zoom thundered over the horizon behind the buggy. Bilbo urged the engineers to get the fireworks going at full speed, for Sauron's laughter could be heard getting louder and louder. Frodo stood at the controls, watching in horror as the cutlery and fine china flew across the room and the steering wheel looked as if it were about to fall off.

"Bilbo!" Sam cried, "We're going too fast! We'll crash!" The Blue Mountains came to an end and the buggy trundled over the rock and hills. Suddenly, the smell of the sea filled Sam’s nostrils and he forgot his fears for a time. The Grey heavens were near! The fire works gave one last blast of fire, sending Bag Endless-fuel zooming towards the finish line with all speed.

Dwarfy the Dwarf stood atop of the high white tower looking out over the lands, peering into the distance for the slightest glance of one of the racers. The crowd was growing restless and full of anger for Dwarfy had promised the winner within an hour, it had already been two. He bit his lip and had one last look across the horizon, and there he saw Bag Endless-fuel zooming towards them at an insane speed. In it's wake, however, was the towering mount Zoom, black smoke belching forth from its summit and ash falling all about it.

Bilbo ran to the control room, out of breath, he lent on the door way and tried to get Frodo's attention, "There’s," he began, "there’s no- no- ah... wait... just a moment... phew... there’s no... Phew... there are no breaks. Yeah, that was it. No breaks."

"WHAT?" cried Frodo, pulling the break leaver and seeing that nothing was happening, "We're all going to die!" he shrieked.

The Buggy smashed through the white tower, sending Dwarfy the dwarf into the sea, Sam lent out of the window and shouted, "No breaks! No breaks!" the crowd screamed and dispersed as the barrow buggy flew through the stands and out onto the peer before being sent sky high by an exploding firework. Bag Endless-fuel came hurtling down towards the sea, the hobbits yelled and screamed as the water came closer and closer.

All of a sudden, a freak time vortex opened up just below the buggy and it was sucked into it and sent thousands of years into the past. Some say that they were all destroyed in that vortex of Doom, but many like to believe that Bag Endless-fuel will race again. Perhaps in some other time and place, back when the world was different and Sauron was just the servant of another...

Meanwhile, Mount Zoom flew into the grey heavens and stopped right on the edge of the water. The black smoke poured forth and choked many in the audience while Dwarfy the Dwarf climbed out and peered up at the great mountain. From the crack of Doom, Sauron himself issued forth followed by Mouth and the rat wraiths. The crowd were filled with fear, as the Dark Lord stood before them, menacing and horrible to look upon.

"Well," he said, "Where is my award?"

[Maeggaladiel]

"THIS IS AMAZING!" Sauron yelled happily. "I CAN'T BELIEVE WE ACTUALLY WON! IT DOESN'T REALLY SEEM RIGHT, YOU KNOW?" Saruon hefted the trophy above his head and shook it. The crowd went wild. This may have been out of fear rather than admiration, though.

"Yes," Mouth mused. "It was really convenient of Bag Endles-Fuel to disappear like that..."

"GOTTA LOVE THE RANDOM TIME-SPACE VORTEX, HUH?" He looked down, unhappy. "I AM, HOWEVER, SOMEWHAT CONCERNED WITH THE FACT THAT THEY STILL HAVE MY RING OF POWER. WHAT IF THEY DO ONE OF THOSE WEIRD TIME-ALTERING THINGS, WHERE THEY, LIKE, STEP ON A BUTTERFLY OR SOMETHING AT THE DAWN OF TIME AND THAT CAUSES SOME CHAIN REACTION SO I NEVER EXIST? OR THAT THE NABISCO COMPANY IS NEVER CREATED?"

His eyes widened, a feat that was near impossible considering that his eyes are two holes in an iron helmet.

"WHAT IF THEY GO BACK TO THE TIME WHEN I WAS BUT A SERVANT OF ANOTHER?!!"

There was a moment of silence as he pondered this.

"NAH..."

"My lord..." Mouth began, kicking the dirt.

"YES, MINION?" Saruon prompted as he waved to the adoring crowd. At least, he pretended they were adoring. Really, they were probably all cheering in fear of his horrible wrath should they do otherwise. Or they were screaming obscenities. Or choking to death on the Mountain's exhaust. It was hard to tell when there were so many voices screaming so loudly.

"Well, my lord, we won, and I was wondering if you'd keep your promise." He suddenly looked very small as the Dark One turned and fixed his attention on him. For a moment, Mouth feared his life would end.

"I ALWAYS KEEP MY PROMISES!" boomed Sauron. "WHAT WAS IT I PROMISED YOU AGAIN?"

"A promotion, my lord." Mouth looked hopeful. Saruon pondered this for a moment.

"AH YES, I REMEMBER. VERY WELL. MOUTH OF SAURON, YOU ARE HEREBY BEING PROMOTED TO RANK OF... MOUTH-AND-LOWER-SINUS-AREA OF SAURON!!"

Mouth's nose suddenly got much larger and redder.

"Oh... lovely." Mouth said flatly.

"YOU ARE WELCOME."