it won't shut up!
Jan. 17th, 2003 08:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spokeaggh! i thought it slowed down; apparently it was waiting to jump as soon as i tried to do anything else.
and a one:
Dear Diary,
They got me to Rivendell, the damn hobbits. Rivendell, full of beauty and clean water and growing things and Elves. Elves everywhere. And who is the first Elf I see? Elrond!
The 'throw him into the fires' bastard!
Oh, I wished we'd had hands then, my Diary! I soo wanted to kill the Elf! I even caught myself wishing I had the ability to heal, so that I could have the Frodo surprise Elrond and strangle him!
Then I remembered that even if I could heal him, I don't have enough influence to make him kill. I hates hobbits.
As if that wasn't bad enough, however, I was then taken to a meeting. Apparently, everyone had to agree to destroy me. The damn elf was mocking me, I know he was. As if he wouldn't have sent me off even if he had to sneak me out of Rivendell. I hates the Elves!!
And - and I found out who the familiar Man is. He's Isildur's heir, yes he is. Oh yes, he is, and he's coming on this 'melt the Ring' trip! I have the loveliest ideas about how to use this, I do. Yes. Because if they're going to try and kill me, they deserve to suffer.
Ooo, and i'm going to have such a torture devised for those damn Ringwraiths when I get back to Sauron! I swear I lost count of how many times they were this far away from me!
Damnit. I have picked up some of Gollum's speech habits. I really have to work on that.
and a two:
Dear Diary,
My plans for attempting to destroy the Fellowship were put on hold temporarily, when I realized that Maiar (who is still insisting he's a wizard, for reasons beyound me) was coming too. Damnit, damnit, damnit!
I should have paid more attention to what was being said at the meeting, instead of focusing on plans for revenge. I mean, I could've planned later!
Well, there was also a very distracting moment when a Dwarf (who's also coming) tried to smash me with an axe. An axe, can you believe it?!
It just goes to prove that I was right when I told Sauron the little rings wouldn't work on the Dwarves, as they lack sufficent powers of observation to ever have heard them. Hmph. Hello, Dwarfy? Can you hear me? I didn't think so! You couldn't even hear Elrond saying there's only one way to destroy me!
Or did he say that after the Dwarf attacked me?
Ah well. At least I can continue devising plans, if not acting on them. There's a rather cute elf along as well - i'm sure this will prove useful to me somehow.
Oh, and I think i've kicked that Gollum-speech habit. Wonderful!
and a three:Dear Diary,
Today was the most wonderful day since - since -
Since the day before I got taken from Master Sauron!
I mean, all the way here, I got to listen to these people marking off routes that they couldn't use to Mordor, and finding out that Master Sauron has recruited another Maiar name of Saruman. (But then, he is also apparently a traitor. Now who's surprised? Hmm? Anyone? Really, the loyalty quota for evil minions just plummets when the boss isn't standing there watching them.)
Anyway, while they tried to climb Caradharas, I managed to get one-split-second of control of Aragorn (Isildur's heir's name). I actually got him to cop a feel of the cute Elf, who it turns out he already has a thing for. (Yes! I will defame Isildur's heir and tramautize an Elf in one blow! I'm just not sure when, precisly)
Unfortunately, he snapped right back out of it and passed it off as losing his balance. Ha!
Then he refused to carry Frodo anymore; I think he might suspect me. Got carried instead by a strange Man named Boromir, whom I think may be very very vaugely related to Aragorn ( 'cousin of a cousin of' thing, I think)
After that, I was able to convince Frodo to go into the Mines of Moria. Had to knock off attempts at manipulation after that, as the 'wizard' was distinctly glaring at me. Stupid Maiar.
Then things became incredibly amusing: Frodo almost got eaten by this thing - this evil tentacle creature - in the lake! It was hilarious, he was yelling and everyone was panicking, attempting to fight it!
Although I do think Frodo heard me laughing: hopefully this means he can hear me. I just have to be very loud.
Anyway, back to the Mines. Full of Orcs and Goblins, and (as I was hoping) a Balrog. Though I had hopes that they might starve to death: the 'wizard' got lost! I was soo amused, but I managed to restrain myself lest Frodo hear me when he's liable to remember - and more importantly, be offended.
Then one of the other hobbits made the most incredible racket. This made my own musings on how to get the lazy stinking monsters to wake up pointless.
I was treated to the most wonderful few minutes of fighting for thier lives, running for thier lives, realizing that a Balrog was coming and they were all going to lose thier lives! Ah, the fear of impending horrible demise; there's nothing like it.
And then? The highlight of this most glorious day?
The Maiar fell into the pit! Went plummeting downward when he stopped the Balrog from reaching his precious Ringbearer!
Oh, I know what he is; I know he's not dead.
But believe me, by the time he gets back up out of there, I will have gotten safely back to Master Sauron.
ow, my head. yikes. is it just me, or is that thing getting more evil-like?
Disclaimer:
no Gimli-bashing was intended by the author; the author likes Gimli and intends to revenge him by create a Mary Sue as soon as this is done, who will magically appear in Rivendell before the Fellowship leaves, throw the Ringmuse at Elrond, and tell him to give that to Frodo as well, and not to ask.
and a one:
Dear Diary,
They got me to Rivendell, the damn hobbits. Rivendell, full of beauty and clean water and growing things and Elves. Elves everywhere. And who is the first Elf I see? Elrond!
The 'throw him into the fires' bastard!
Oh, I wished we'd had hands then, my Diary! I soo wanted to kill the Elf! I even caught myself wishing I had the ability to heal, so that I could have the Frodo surprise Elrond and strangle him!
Then I remembered that even if I could heal him, I don't have enough influence to make him kill. I hates hobbits.
As if that wasn't bad enough, however, I was then taken to a meeting. Apparently, everyone had to agree to destroy me. The damn elf was mocking me, I know he was. As if he wouldn't have sent me off even if he had to sneak me out of Rivendell. I hates the Elves!!
And - and I found out who the familiar Man is. He's Isildur's heir, yes he is. Oh yes, he is, and he's coming on this 'melt the Ring' trip! I have the loveliest ideas about how to use this, I do. Yes. Because if they're going to try and kill me, they deserve to suffer.
Ooo, and i'm going to have such a torture devised for those damn Ringwraiths when I get back to Sauron! I swear I lost count of how many times they were this far away from me!
Damnit. I have picked up some of Gollum's speech habits. I really have to work on that.
and a two:
Dear Diary,
My plans for attempting to destroy the Fellowship were put on hold temporarily, when I realized that Maiar (who is still insisting he's a wizard, for reasons beyound me) was coming too. Damnit, damnit, damnit!
I should have paid more attention to what was being said at the meeting, instead of focusing on plans for revenge. I mean, I could've planned later!
Well, there was also a very distracting moment when a Dwarf (who's also coming) tried to smash me with an axe. An axe, can you believe it?!
It just goes to prove that I was right when I told Sauron the little rings wouldn't work on the Dwarves, as they lack sufficent powers of observation to ever have heard them. Hmph. Hello, Dwarfy? Can you hear me? I didn't think so! You couldn't even hear Elrond saying there's only one way to destroy me!
Or did he say that after the Dwarf attacked me?
Ah well. At least I can continue devising plans, if not acting on them. There's a rather cute elf along as well - i'm sure this will prove useful to me somehow.
Oh, and I think i've kicked that Gollum-speech habit. Wonderful!
and a three:Dear Diary,
Today was the most wonderful day since - since -
Since the day before I got taken from Master Sauron!
I mean, all the way here, I got to listen to these people marking off routes that they couldn't use to Mordor, and finding out that Master Sauron has recruited another Maiar name of Saruman. (But then, he is also apparently a traitor. Now who's surprised? Hmm? Anyone? Really, the loyalty quota for evil minions just plummets when the boss isn't standing there watching them.)
Anyway, while they tried to climb Caradharas, I managed to get one-split-second of control of Aragorn (Isildur's heir's name). I actually got him to cop a feel of the cute Elf, who it turns out he already has a thing for. (Yes! I will defame Isildur's heir and tramautize an Elf in one blow! I'm just not sure when, precisly)
Unfortunately, he snapped right back out of it and passed it off as losing his balance. Ha!
Then he refused to carry Frodo anymore; I think he might suspect me. Got carried instead by a strange Man named Boromir, whom I think may be very very vaugely related to Aragorn ( 'cousin of a cousin of' thing, I think)
After that, I was able to convince Frodo to go into the Mines of Moria. Had to knock off attempts at manipulation after that, as the 'wizard' was distinctly glaring at me. Stupid Maiar.
Then things became incredibly amusing: Frodo almost got eaten by this thing - this evil tentacle creature - in the lake! It was hilarious, he was yelling and everyone was panicking, attempting to fight it!
Although I do think Frodo heard me laughing: hopefully this means he can hear me. I just have to be very loud.
Anyway, back to the Mines. Full of Orcs and Goblins, and (as I was hoping) a Balrog. Though I had hopes that they might starve to death: the 'wizard' got lost! I was soo amused, but I managed to restrain myself lest Frodo hear me when he's liable to remember - and more importantly, be offended.
Then one of the other hobbits made the most incredible racket. This made my own musings on how to get the lazy stinking monsters to wake up pointless.
I was treated to the most wonderful few minutes of fighting for thier lives, running for thier lives, realizing that a Balrog was coming and they were all going to lose thier lives! Ah, the fear of impending horrible demise; there's nothing like it.
And then? The highlight of this most glorious day?
The Maiar fell into the pit! Went plummeting downward when he stopped the Balrog from reaching his precious Ringbearer!
Oh, I know what he is; I know he's not dead.
But believe me, by the time he gets back up out of there, I will have gotten safely back to Master Sauron.
ow, my head. yikes. is it just me, or is that thing getting more evil-like?
Disclaimer:
no Gimli-bashing was intended by the author; the author likes Gimli and intends to revenge him by create a Mary Sue as soon as this is done, who will magically appear in Rivendell before the Fellowship leaves, throw the Ringmuse at Elrond, and tell him to give that to Frodo as well, and not to ask.
