WW XXXIX - Do Werebalrogs have wings? - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Legate of Amon Lanc · 11-19-2007, 01:56 PM

If she were modfired I would not have bothered with her.

Four minutes. Don't think anyone else's going to show.

Legate of Amon Lanc · 11-19-2007, 01:59 PM

++Naria

If you are a balrog, Mith, you killed the lovers but deemed yourself by that. Is that selfless enough for you?

Thinlómien · 11-19-2007, 02:01 PM

deadline

Thinlómien · 11-19-2007, 03:56 PM

No one but Shasta wanted to lynch Kath, but as he was the fastest to cast his vote, it was Kath indeed who ended up being lynched.

“But no- you can’t lynch her, we are lovers!” claimed Legate.
“I don’t trust you at all”, answered Mithalwen.
“Yes! How can we know if one of them is a balrog?” asked Nogrod.
“And what if Kath is a balrog? She could kill us too easily”, Nerwen said.
“Would there be any way to make her harmless?” Naria wondered, frowning.
“I know!” shouted Shasta. “Let’s drug her and kill her when she’s unconscious!”
“Now, that’s outrageous! She’s the daughter of High King Turgon, you can’t kill her like... like that! Actually, you’re not going to kill her at all!” Legate roared.
“Take it easy, darling, take it easy!” said Kath and put her hand on Legate’s shoulder.
“Don’t be afraid, my love”, he answered, unsheathing his sword which had been hanging unseen under his cloak, “I would rather die myself than let them kill you!”

But the furious mob was not defeated that easily. Naria knocked Legate down and Nerwen took his sword. Nogrod sat down on him so that he couldn’t move at all. Despite the lovers’ protests, Mithalwen and Shasta grabbed Kath by arm and took her away.

“How could we drug her?” asked Mithalwen.
“Let’s give her those mushrooms”, answered Shasta. “They’re surely poisonous.”
So, Mithalwen and Shasta picked some green mushrooms that grew in the wall and gave them to the struggling Kath. She tried to resist, but they forced her to swallow the mushrooms.

Kath’s face turned green. She gasped for air and her eyeballs turned around in their sockets. When she fell to the ground, she didn’t breath anymore.
“Hmm, it seems to have worked quite well”, observed Shasta.

At that moment, Legate broke free. "Idril, Idril!" he shouted, "How could this happen?" He ran to his beloved but it was too late. She was already dead. "How could this happen?"

There was no response from the hollow-eyed spectators. He did not pay attention to them, but turned again to his beloved.

"Ah, dear Idril,
Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe
That unsubstastantial death is amorous;
And that the lean abhorred monster keeps
Thee here in dark to be his paramour?"

"What? Lean abhorred monster? I thought Maeglin was dead already!" Nogrod asked.
"Shh, he's having a romatic monologue, it's impolite to interrupt one", Naria rebuked him.

So the man known to the miners as Legate but to the city-folk as Tuor Son of Huor continued:
"For fear of that I still will stay with thee,
And never from this place of dim night
Depart again: here, here I will remain
With worms that are thy chambermaids. Oh, here
Will I set up my everlasting rest;
And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars
From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!
Arms, take your last embrace! and lips, O you
The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
A dateless bargain to engrossing death!
Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavory guide!
Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on
The dashing rocks thy seasick weary bark.
Here's to my love!"
Laughing widly, he picked up a crumb of mushroom from Kath's lips.
"So small, so deadly", he said, "no doubt even this little crumb would take my life."

"Or make him see hallucinations", Nerwen commented sceptically.
"Isn't he having those already?" Shasta asked.

But the noble lover, at the brink of his departure from this world, hardly heeded those speeches. He placed the mushroom crumb on his tongue and swallowed. Then he laid down on the stony floor and took his lover's hand. "I just hope our love will reach over the boundaries of the fates set to our peoples..."

Before he slowly passed away, the villagers could hear him humming in a weak, drugged voice:
"Ooooh Babe.
Dont leave me now.
How could you go?
When you know how I need you..."

~*~

Dead
Thinlómien (mod) - killed by a wingless balrog on Night1
Rikae (ordo) - ate too many cobblers on Day1
Volo (Maeglin the Cobbler Lover) - dropped by a winged balrog on Night2
Lhunardawen (ordo) - committed suicide by smashing her own head on Day2
Macalaure (The Balrog with Swing) - left after being insulted by his low-class fans on Day2
The Might (Eärendil the Seer) - became the miners' shining star on Night3
satansaloser2005 (ordo) - landed face down on Day3
Gil-Galad (Glorfindel the Hunter) – died in a duel on Night4
Brinniel (The Balrog with Bling) – died in a duel on Night4
Kath (Idril the Ordinary Lover) - involuntarily ate poison mushrooms on Day4
Legate of Amon Lanc (Tuor the Ranger Lover) - voluntarily ate poison mushrooms on Day4

Living
Mithalwen
Naria
Nerwen
Nogrod
Shastanis Althreduin

Night5 begins. Balrog, you may send me the name of your victim.

Thinlómien · 11-20-2007, 01:01 PM

"Happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to you,
happy birthday dear Nogrod,
happy birthday to you."

"What? Who's singing?" Nogrod asked.
"It's just me..." said the Balrog who Sings.
"But it isn't my birthday today!" Nogrod protested.
"Well, it is, in a way", replied the balrog, "it's the day of your rebirth. A bit like a phoenix, you know... Burn to ashes and be born again."
"You're going to burn me?" Nogrod asked.
"Of course", the balrog replied, "but it won't hurt and you'll be born again!"
Without further speeches, he took his cigarette lighter and set the miner on fire.

Nogrod ran to the little brook Eärendil had slept in. "Ulmo, oh mighty lord, protect me", he screamed. There was a splash that drenched his clothes. He was no longer burning. "Oh, thank you, most noble Vala", Nogrod said.

"A pity... you ruined your rebirth", the Balrog who Sings said and advanced on the elf, eyeing him critically. "But hey... you're almost cooked... I mean, not raw anymore, sort of medium. I always wanted to know what an Elf tasted like..."

~*~

Singing a merry song he had learned in school, the Balrog who Sings went back to pretend to be asleep.

"Six a.m. out of bed
By the dawn's early light
Everyday's a new day to
Start the day off right.

Pour the milk, toast the bread
Take a cinnamon oatmeal bite
Have a healthy breakfast
Start the day off right."

~*~

Dead
Thinlómien (mod) - killed by a wingless balrog on Night1
Rikae (ordo) - ate too many cobblers on Day1
Volo (Maeglin the Cobbler Lover) - dropped by a winged balrog on Night2
Lhunardawen (ordo) - committed suicide by smashing her own head on Day2
Macalaure (The Balrog with Swing) - left after being insulted by his low-class fans on Day2
The Might (Eärendil the Seer) - became the miners' shining star on Night3
satansaloser2005 (ordo) - landed face down on Day3
Gil-Galad (Glorfindel the Hunter) – died in a duel on Night4
Brinniel (The Balrog with Bling) – died in a duel on Night4
Kath (Idril the Ordinary Lover) - involuntarily ate poison mushrooms on Day4
Legate of Amon Lanc (Tuor the Ranger Lover) - voluntarily ate poison mushrooms on Day4
Nogrod (ordo) - roasted and eaten for breakfast on Night5

Living
Mithalwen
Naria
Nerwen
Shastanis Althreduin

Day5 begins. You may start (s)talking.

Shastanis Althreduin · 11-20-2007, 01:15 PM

Ugh. We're down a Ranger, and it's all my fault.

Please come back, Mith, I'm sure nothing bad was meant by anything anyone said.

Edit: And that's kinda not cool, Lommy, referring to the Balrog who Sings as a "he", when I'm the only "he" left alive. :P

Mithalwen · 11-20-2007, 01:20 PM

Shasta thank you! You have decided me on so many things.

If you were a balrog you wouldn't want me to play. I think Nerwen innocent and if she isn't I can deal with losing to such a bravura performance.

To get the right kill we have to get the 2 votes for our choice first?

What do you say for voting Naria now and finishing this?

Nerwen · 11-20-2007, 08:24 PM

Damn. That was the worst possible time for the site to break down. Believe it or not as you choose, but by that time I was leaning towards Ranger-ordo lovers, and I was going to argue that we couldn't risk lynching them.

And now Nogrod's dead– no surprises there.

Nogrod, Kath, Legate, I'll do my best to make sure you didn't die in vain.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Shastanis Althreduin

And that's kinda not cool, Lommy, referring to the Balrog who Sings as a "he", when I'm the only "he" left alive. :P

Thinlómien said she would use "he" for all the Balrogs, and that the narrations would contain no clues to their identity.

OK, people, this is the endgame. Consider your choice very carefully.

I'll be back soon with some arguments.

11-19-2007, 01:56 PM	#1
Legate of Amon Lanc A Voice That Gainsayeth Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: In that far land beyond the Sea Posts: 7,431	If she were modfired I would not have bothered with her. Four minutes. Don't think anyone else's going to show. __________________ "Should the story say 'he ate bread,' the dramatic producer can only show 'a piece of bread' according to his taste or fancy, but the hearer of the story will think of bread in general and picture it in some form of his own." -On Fairy-Stories

11-19-2007, 01:59 PM	#2
Legate of Amon Lanc A Voice That Gainsayeth Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: In that far land beyond the Sea Posts: 7,431	++Naria If you are a balrog, Mith, you killed the lovers but deemed yourself by that. Is that selfless enough for you? __________________ "Should the story say 'he ate bread,' the dramatic producer can only show 'a piece of bread' according to his taste or fancy, but the hearer of the story will think of bread in general and picture it in some form of his own." -On Fairy-Stories

11-19-2007, 02:01 PM	#3
Thinlómien Shady She-Penguin Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: In a far land beyond the Sea Posts: 8,093	deadline __________________ Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill I will conquer Blood is running deep, some things never sleep Double Fenris

11-19-2007, 03:56 PM	#4
Thinlómien Shady She-Penguin Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: In a far land beyond the Sea Posts: 8,093	Day4 ends... No one but Shasta wanted to lynch Kath, but as he was the fastest to cast his vote, it was Kath indeed who ended up being lynched. “But no- you can’t lynch her, we are lovers!” claimed Legate. “I don’t trust you at all”, answered Mithalwen. “Yes! How can we know if one of them is a balrog?” asked Nogrod. “And what if Kath is a balrog? She could kill us too easily”, Nerwen said. “Would there be any way to make her harmless?” Naria wondered, frowning. “I know!” shouted Shasta. “Let’s drug her and kill her when she’s unconscious!” “Now, that’s outrageous! She’s the daughter of High King Turgon, you can’t kill her like... like that! Actually, you’re not going to kill her at all!” Legate roared. “Take it easy, darling, take it easy!” said Kath and put her hand on Legate’s shoulder. “Don’t be afraid, my love”, he answered, unsheathing his sword which had been hanging unseen under his cloak, “I would rather die myself than let them kill you!” But the furious mob was not defeated that easily. Naria knocked Legate down and Nerwen took his sword. Nogrod sat down on him so that he couldn’t move at all. Despite the lovers’ protests, Mithalwen and Shasta grabbed Kath by arm and took her away. “How could we drug her?” asked Mithalwen. “Let’s give her those mushrooms”, answered Shasta. “They’re surely poisonous.” So, Mithalwen and Shasta picked some green mushrooms that grew in the wall and gave them to the struggling Kath. She tried to resist, but they forced her to swallow the mushrooms. Kath’s face turned green. She gasped for air and her eyeballs turned around in their sockets. When she fell to the ground, she didn’t breath anymore. “Hmm, it seems to have worked quite well”, observed Shasta. At that moment, Legate broke free. "Idril, Idril!" he shouted, "How could this happen?" He ran to his beloved but it was too late. She was already dead. "How could this happen?" There was no response from the hollow-eyed spectators. He did not pay attention to them, but turned again to his beloved. "Ah, dear Idril, Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe That unsubstastantial death is amorous; And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour?" "What? Lean abhorred monster? I thought Maeglin was dead already!" Nogrod asked. "Shh, he's having a romatic monologue, it's impolite to interrupt one", Naria rebuked him. So the man known to the miners as Legate but to the city-folk as Tuor Son of Huor continued: "For fear of that I still will stay with thee, And never from this place of dim night Depart again: here, here I will remain With worms that are thy chambermaids. Oh, here Will I set up my everlasting rest; And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! and lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death! Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavory guide! Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on The dashing rocks thy seasick weary bark. Here's to my love!" Laughing widly, he picked up a crumb of mushroom from Kath's lips. "So small, so deadly", he said, "no doubt even this little crumb would take my life." "Or make him see hallucinations", Nerwen commented sceptically. "Isn't he having those already?" Shasta asked. But the noble lover, at the brink of his departure from this world, hardly heeded those speeches. He placed the mushroom crumb on his tongue and swallowed. Then he laid down on the stony floor and took his lover's hand. "I just hope our love will reach over the boundaries of the fates set to our peoples..." Before he slowly passed away, the villagers could hear him humming in a weak, drugged voice: "Ooooh Babe. Dont leave me now. How could you go? When you know how I need you..." ~~ Dead Thinlómien (mod)* - killed by a wingless balrog on Night1 Rikae (ordo) - ate too many cobblers on Day1 Volo (Maeglin the Cobbler Lover) - dropped by a winged balrog on Night2 Lhunardawen (ordo) - committed suicide by smashing her own head on Day2 Macalaure (The Balrog with Swing) - left after being insulted by his low-class fans on Day2 The Might (Eärendil the Seer) - became the miners' shining star on Night3 satansaloser2005 (ordo) - landed face down on Day3 Gil-Galad (Glorfindel the Hunter) – died in a duel on Night4 Brinniel (The Balrog with Bling) – died in a duel on Night4 Kath (Idril the Ordinary Lover) - involuntarily ate poison mushrooms on Day4 Legate of Amon Lanc (Tuor the Ranger Lover) - voluntarily ate poison mushrooms on Day4 Living Mithalwen Naria Nerwen Nogrod Shastanis Althreduin Night5 begins. Balrog, you may send me the name of your victim. __________________ Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill I will conquer Blood is running deep, some things never sleep Double Fenris Last edited by Thinlómien; 11-20-2007 at 03:03 AM.

11-20-2007, 01:01 PM	#5
Thinlómien Shady She-Penguin Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: In a far land beyond the Sea Posts: 8,093	"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Nogrod, happy birthday to you." "What? Who's singing?" Nogrod asked. "It's just me..." said the Balrog who Sings. "But it isn't my birthday today!" Nogrod protested. "Well, it is, in a way", replied the balrog, "it's the day of your rebirth. A bit like a phoenix, you know... Burn to ashes and be born again." "You're going to burn me?" Nogrod asked. "Of course", the balrog replied, "but it won't hurt and you'll be born again!" Without further speeches, he took his cigarette lighter and set the miner on fire. Nogrod ran to the little brook Eärendil had slept in. "Ulmo, oh mighty lord, protect me", he screamed. There was a splash that drenched his clothes. He was no longer burning. "Oh, thank you, most noble Vala", Nogrod said. "A pity... you ruined your rebirth", the Balrog who Sings said and advanced on the elf, eyeing him critically. "But hey... you're almost cooked... I mean, not raw anymore, sort of medium. I always wanted to know what an Elf tasted like..." ~~ Singing a merry song he had learned in school, the Balrog who Sings went back to pretend to be asleep. "Six a.m. out of bed By the dawn's early light Everyday's a new day to Start the day off right. Pour the milk, toast the bread Take a cinnamon oatmeal bite Have a healthy breakfast Start the day off right." ~~ Dead Thinlómien (mod) - killed by a wingless balrog on Night1 Rikae (ordo) - ate too many cobblers on Day1 Volo (Maeglin the Cobbler Lover) - dropped by a winged balrog on Night2 Lhunardawen (ordo) - committed suicide by smashing her own head on Day2 Macalaure (The Balrog with Swing) - left after being insulted by his low-class fans on Day2 The Might (Eärendil the Seer) - became the miners' shining star on Night3 satansaloser2005 (ordo) - landed face down on Day3 Gil-Galad (Glorfindel the Hunter) – died in a duel on Night4 Brinniel (The Balrog with Bling) – died in a duel on Night4 Kath (Idril the Ordinary Lover) - involuntarily ate poison mushrooms on Day4 Legate of Amon Lanc (Tuor the Ranger Lover) - voluntarily ate poison mushrooms on Day4 Nogrod (ordo) - roasted and eaten for breakfast on Night5 Living Mithalwen Naria Nerwen Shastanis Althreduin Day5 begins. You may start (s)talking. __________________ Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill I will conquer Blood is running deep, some things never sleep Double Fenris

11-20-2007, 01:15 PM	#6
Shastanis Althreduin Werewolf Psychic Join Date: Apr 2007 Location: In fire, water, earth, and air. But mostly water. Posts: 2,832	Ugh. We're down a Ranger, and it's all my fault. Please come back, Mith, I'm sure nothing bad was meant by anything anyone said. Edit: And that's kinda not cool, Lommy, referring to the Balrog who Sings as a "he", when I'm the only "he" left alive. :P

11-20-2007, 01:20 PM	#7
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,460	Shasta thank you! You have decided me on so many things. If you were a balrog you wouldn't want me to play. I think Nerwen innocent and if she isn't I can deal with losing to such a bravura performance. To get the right kill we have to get the 2 votes for our choice first? What do you say for voting Naria now and finishing this? __________________ “But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.” Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace