THe king paced gundor's battlements, he kept his right hand inside his long sleeves nad sroke his thum across his ring. It had once been two one gold the other silver. He had found them on a hunting trip long ago. After finding it he had become a restless sleeper, as the ring bent his greed and will through it. Long after he didn't sleep at all all he did was stroke his rings the only thing that brought him comfort. THen one day a voice in his head told him to bind them and find there other, last kin. He ordered it done. now it was two serpants one gold and one silver twisting around each other. He looked out at what had once been mordor. The volcanoe styill active and spewing lava endlessly. "soon, soon we will have your brother....Yes, yes soon our brother will join us. And then we will be un stopable we will rule the middle earth and all its inhabitants, middle earths destruction is near isn't that right slave... Yes, that is right, my sweet." he continued to walk along the battlements. He came to a genral, "Any more news from the rebels."
"No sir, they would have sent inforamation to us... Someone must have told of our betrayial." The king looked at the genral with a firery glow he smiled in a cool friendly voice he said "Is that so, we okay...." He wiped out his hand the ring began to glow with power and punched the genral in the chest, the body flew off the battle ment and continued to fly for some feet before it began to decend to the ground. "The only resoun I kept you alive is so that you could tell me the actions of rebles, soething my spys amoungst the ranks of rebles did not tell me, but since you can't deliver then you might as well decorate my halls." he bent down and picked up the head of the genral that was not sent flying with the rest of the body that now lay strune across the ground below the king. He then walked off with the head of the genral under his left sleeve. "Was that realy nessisary we could have used him. No, we will see how the other traiters to the rebels do in collecting information though, that mans body will do nice in feeding my pets... Gaurd go fetch that mans body and bring him to my pets." "Yes sir!" With that the king began his walk back to his royal chamber, soon the old ways, the ways of "magic" would be over in the place of him the all powerfull god, ruler of all middle earth.
Just to clear up confusion the colored letters are diffrent people, in one person, like Golenm. They are as follows
Yellow: Golden snake....Female like voice
Whiter: Silver snake.....Also female
default: king

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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hahaha very funny

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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(ooo!!! sweet....evil king...gollum king!)

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Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
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Thoren looked at her, "that still makes you a rebel, like it or not...but that does not mean that you have to wear our uniform now let start looking for Midira, I was not joking that she may be in trouble..."(Hum just like her Daewen of dragon tears always being wisked off by someone or other for meaningless reasons.)

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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so is every one else on or is it just us two, They should really put somethig up that tells if your on or not

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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(O_O oooh, fancy...)

After letting out a call, like that of a hawk, Silmarwen looked into the sky and noticed a quite large bird. A smile spread across her face as the bird, nearly as large as the eagles, flew quite near. "Ah... Gerfalion, I feared you would not return... take news to the others that we have joined the rebels... oh, and return to the clearing with those who wish to continue with me, and report to me on those who wish not to go on..." Gerfalion, who had landed, gave a slight nod with his head after listening while preening himself. "As my lady wishes..." he hopped off the ground and swooped away again.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

well at 7:45 I'll have to log off and practice My Martial arts

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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(just to help you...I'm disappearing now:D) <br>

Eomira glanced at Thoren and nodded. <br>

"Lead on."

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Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
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(o_o and what time is it now for you?....)

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

where's Daewen, and is it really like this when we have a posting jambory, just siting here for minutes waiting, I thought it went by faster

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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watch your self Inferno not only do you face me in RPG but you also face me in rl...Mwhahahahaha)

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

7:30

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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Deawen has been here waiting for you and don't thinki willserve you.....keep that in mind i have no master!

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Spirt or air: To answer Deawen's signature... I love these they actually make me think

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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I wasn't having you serve me, remember it is a democracy, we descuss things

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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you mean theres Democrats playing Yatzi!?sweet!

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home