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Blossom of Dwimordene
Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: The realm of forgotten words
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![]() (seriously, thephantom should be added to the dictionary as an adjective ![]() Oh, and Nog was probably lecturing about proper Day One performances. ![]()
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Wight of the Old Forest
Join Date: Dec 2008
Location: Unattended on the railway station, in the litter at the dancehall
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Now that would be really thephantom!
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Blossom of Dwimordene
Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: The realm of forgotten words
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A few nights ago I kept waking up and stuff and it was totally not thephantom, but on the good side I had a whole 2 BD-related dreams in one night.
The first one is as follows. I dreamt that Menel was judging a round of Taters to Taters and I won because he said something along the lines of "I think G55's word is funny". I don't know how he knew which word is my word, since I don't think I knew myself. And Boro didn't mind, and so I won. Yay. The second one was about this Downer mini-moot. There were Boro, wilwa, Glirdy, and myself. We were sitting and talking in a house that doesn't belong to either of us (if anyone is wondering it was a dimly lit living room empty of everything except a bunch of smelly couches and this weird-looking table, and I have no idea whose it is) and eating grapes. Then the grapes ran out. Boro went somewhere. And wilwa and Glirdy started talking about something I didn't know, understand, or be a part of, and I started feeling rather bored and out of place. Yeah.
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Laconic Loreman
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Last night I dreamed that I was hosting a Eurovision party for a bunch of Downers. I don't remember many details, except that Kath performed an a capella version of "Waterloo".
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Blossom of Dwimordene
Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: The realm of forgotten words
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Another one..... I need to stop being obsessed with moots!
Yes, it is about a Downer moot. This time a pretty big moot. I dunno where it is, though.
So I arrive at that foreign place and find the right (hotel-y) building where everyone is supposed to lodge for the moot. I find our "room". It's actually the size of a huge apartment with a few bedrooms, and we all live in it. It's the middle of the night, so I find my bed and go to sleep. When I wake up I find out that I am sharing a room with Greenie, who sleeps on the opposite side of it in her own bed. She is just getting up and she does not see me, because she is busy looking for some clothes to change into. So I come up to her from behind, put my hands over her eyes, and ask, "Guess who?" She squeaks "Galadrieeeeel?", because apparanty she did not know that I came the night before. I say, "Yes, and I am also wearing a green cardigan!" (I know not why we were talking about cardigans when we really were reffering to nightgowns) Now that makes Greenie very excited, because she loves the colour green and she loves nightgowns and she especially love green nightgowns. So we go to the kitchen and sit down together and discuss bed clothes. I also find out from Greenie that I am one of the first Downers to be there. That morning there were herself, Nog, and perhaps a couple others I can't recall right now. Now, for your information, I do not close people's eyes and say "guess who", and "cardigans" is not part of my active vocabulary. But I do have a green nightgown, and, coincidentally - or not - I wore it the night I had this dream. So anyways, after Greenie and I discussed nightclothes, mooters, life, and everything, we got dressed, met the people who were already there, and greeted some new arivals (among which were Rune and Legate). At one point Eomer and Cailin arrived with lots of bags and a little cute son of theirs. Apparently Cailin is actually my mother's cousin who lives in Isreal (she really has a cousin there, just she's not Cailin). So my mother, who magically appears there, tries to talk to them in Hebrew, and ends up getting all the grammar wrong because she only knows a few words and no grammar. I correct her, and Cailin seems very pleased to know that I know some Hebrew. However, Cailin and Eomer are upset that there is not enough chocolate milk. It is an essential part of the toddler's diet and no one at all can survive without it. We all calm them down, and with a collective effort produce a huge cask of brown sweet liquid. Cailin is very picky when it comes to chocolate milk, so she was not extatic, but she stopped frowning. I must tell you now that the cask looked more like something that could contain laundry detergent, but it looked like chocolate milk, and smelled like chocolate milk, and even tasted like it... So finally most of us have arrived, the chocolate milk got sorted out, and it's supper time. There is a very long table with all kinds of food, and we sit around. As we eat, I find I am very concerned that I have difficulty recognizing who is which Downer for most of them. And there is a person sitting across from me who I don't know at all, and this bothers me immensely. I am convinced that he is somehow Saucy, but in the back of my mind something is telling me that he looks way too different from the photo-Sauce, and he looks more like a teenager than an adult. So in my head I am shuffling through Downers, trying to figure out who the hell this person can be. I wish I made that up. If I did, it would at least be a tribute to my imagination. As it is, all this says is that I'm just waaaaay too obsessed with Downer moots.
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Drummer in the Deep
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Next Sunday A.D.
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![]() Sometime before Britmoot I had a dream where Rune and Diamond18 and I were in a race for something. Rune was in the lead and looking back and laughing at us, but Diamond found some sort of power boost and won.
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Drummer in the Deep
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Next Sunday A.D.
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: I dreamed I saw the rest of The Hobbit trilogy. It may have been the second part, or both together, I don't remember.
I was reading reviews on the BDs, and Legate had a very long review and claimed he was "spitting mad", but Rikae said she was thrilled, especially with the part about the Silmarils at the end. I remember Thranduil being a huge disappointment. There wasn't a party in sight, and all he really did was lean way over a cliff and not fall over. Apparently the prisoner's cells in Mirkwood were flooding, so Thrandy and Legolas went down to do some transferring, and they walk into the largest one and are like "It's time to move you...your majesty." And then there's this stupid zoom-in on...Tauriel. BAM. Then at the end of the Battle of Five Armies, Thorin has been stung by Shelob and is slowly being poisoned. The poison will turn him evil, so he begs Bilbo to kill him. I'm starting to cry, because I know what's coming, and Kili is getting a pillow for his Uncle's head and Fili is handing him a fresh-baked loaf of his favorite bread. Such good nephews. I have to leave the theater for a moment at this time, and I beg them to pause it, but they don't. By the time I get back, Fili and Kili are dead, they're taking Thorin away in the ambulance, and Robert Baratheon and the Kings of Summer have come to turn the tides of the battle. Then at the end Gandalf invents eyeglasses. There are twelve Silmarils and they are given out by some sort of magical gumball machine. Then Gandalf turns to the screen and the rest of the movie turns into an advertisement for laser eye surgery, and how all twelve Silmarils ended up in the eye of someone who didn't really see very well.
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Flame Imperishable
Join Date: Dec 2007
Location: Right here
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Blossom of Dwimordene
Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: The realm of forgotten words
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I'll need to remember to refer to this dream in a year, when/if I watch the 2nd part of the movie. ![]()
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The Sweetest Spoiler
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly
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Would someone please explain to me why I was so intent on hiding Phantom's flowery pink teapot last night?
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"My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.
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Psyche of Prince Immortal
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That is where he keeps his Spanish dubloons.
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Love doesn't blow up and get killed.
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Child of the West
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn
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I had a dream last night in which I laced a pizza with weed and fed it to Oddwen, Eomer, and Hookbill. I was trying to convince them that hanging out with me is a good idea. All the while we were trying to hide the pizza from the principle of my high school.
It seems whenever BDers make appearances in my dreams I am always trying to get them drunk or high. So be warned anyone headed to my neck of the woods.
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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I would have generally felt my subconscious had utterly betrayed me by that point, by not pushing him over the cliff.
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I dreamed that the NewFinland Moot crew was preparing to set off for a month-long road trip. We were trying to get everything packed, but chaos reigned: Squatter, dressed in a tight-fitting red jacket, was dealing out souvenir chocolates and trying to translate their names into Finnish; Hookbill managed to hang Lommy's old teddy bear from a lamp without anyone noticing (though when we did, it was not very hard to guess who was behind it); and Oddwen revealed that she was actually from Norway and confused us further by speaking Norwegian. Also, I was worried that I'd forget my pocket handkerchief.
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A Voice That Gainsayeth
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: In that far land beyond the Sea
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BILBO BAGGINS!!!
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"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 |
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