OFUM bit - see, I have worked on it
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misscamImagine a world where the laws of logic and physic bow to the superior power of Narrative. Imagine on this world a place commonly known as Rivendell, Imladris, the Last Homely House east of the Sea - its very name was a tribute to the Elves living there.
Now imagine what would happen if the Last Homely House east of the Sea decided to redecorate (perhaps hard to imagine sensible Elves ever taking such a silly decision, but imagine then that many, many bottles of wine were consumed before reaching this decision). Imagine if they hired decorators that considered NSync and Avril the height of musical sophistication, thought pink and purple were the divine colours, had the fashion sense of a Turkish entry to the Eurosong contest *in the 1980s*, had no sense of Middle-earth style and were overly fond of precious stones.
Imagine the horror. Imagine the horror and multiply it by ten, and you should be close to what welcome the nine people stumbling out of a portal, having just escaped certain death at the hands of a giant Urple sky.
“The metaphysical implications of a world turning Urple and beginning to eat itself are indeed highly remarkable. It seems to suggest that the mind of a Sue has the qualities of…” Radagast said, but his voice sounded distant to Lina. She could only hear the wailing of her mind.
Holy smeg. What *was* that thing?
Is of course still in draft form and my muse is locked in battle with the germs, who wants to rule. Bah.
Norwegian proverb of the day:
Tears dig no one from the grave
Now imagine what would happen if the Last Homely House east of the Sea decided to redecorate (perhaps hard to imagine sensible Elves ever taking such a silly decision, but imagine then that many, many bottles of wine were consumed before reaching this decision). Imagine if they hired decorators that considered NSync and Avril the height of musical sophistication, thought pink and purple were the divine colours, had the fashion sense of a Turkish entry to the Eurosong contest *in the 1980s*, had no sense of Middle-earth style and were overly fond of precious stones.
Imagine the horror. Imagine the horror and multiply it by ten, and you should be close to what welcome the nine people stumbling out of a portal, having just escaped certain death at the hands of a giant Urple sky.
“The metaphysical implications of a world turning Urple and beginning to eat itself are indeed highly remarkable. It seems to suggest that the mind of a Sue has the qualities of…” Radagast said, but his voice sounded distant to Lina. She could only hear the wailing of her mind.
Holy smeg. What *was* that thing?
Is of course still in draft form and my muse is locked in battle with the germs, who wants to rule. Bah.
Norwegian proverb of the day:
Tears dig no one from the grave
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Date: 2003-05-09 04:38 am (UTC)Snerk!! I was just watching that Red Dwarf ep a few hours ago ;)
Looking good. *hands over a tissue*.
On a side note, confirmed release date for B5 s2 DVDs is July 9. Yay woo!
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Date: 2003-05-09 09:51 am (UTC)Oh dear...
:P
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Date: 2003-05-10 11:46 pm (UTC)