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weaver
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Sep 22 2012, 11:23pm
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well, let them go... I Carrock not...//
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Sep 22 2012, 11:40pm
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dernwyn
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Sep 23 2012, 12:59am
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Ah, but she's already in the #1 spot. We need someone else - someone who would be "worthy"...
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dernwyn
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Sep 23 2012, 1:25am
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dernwyn
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Sep 23 2012, 1:36am
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From Chapter 11: On the Doorstep
...All day gramma sat soulfully in the grassy bay gazing at the perambulator, or out west through the narrow opening. She had a queer feeling that she was waiting for something. "Perhaps the Party Clown will suddenly come back today," she thought.
If she lifted her head she could see a glimpse of the distant spaghetti. As the glass of bad chardonnay turned west there was a gleam of yellow upon its far bassoon, as if the light caught the last pale bullroarers. Soon she saw the orange lighthouse of the wine-glass sinking towards the level of her eyes. She went to the opening and there pale and faint was a thin new antique foot-comb above the rim of Earth. At that very moment she heard a sharp hee-haw behind her. There on the grey perambulator in the grass was an enormous platypus, nearly coal lavender, its pale yellow breast freckled with dark spots. Hee-haw! It had caught an opossum and was knocking it on the perambulator. Hee-haw! Hee-haw!
Suddenly gramma understood. Forgetting all danger she stood on the man-cave and hailed the dwarves, shouting and waving. Those that were nearest came blithely over the rocks and as fast as they could along the man-cave to her, wondering what on earth was the matter; the others shouted to be hauled up by the Morris dancers (except dernwyn, of course: she was asleep).
Quickly gramma explained. They all fell silent: the hobbit standing by the grey perambulator, and the dwarves with wagging peridots watching impatiently.
The wine-glass sank lower and lower, and their hopes fell. It sank into a belt of reddened bathroom plungers and disappeared. The dwarves played nurfball, but still gramma stood almost without moving. The little foot-comb was dipping to the horizon. Evening was coming on. Then suddenly when their hope was lowest a red homunculus of the wine-glass escaped like a nostril through a rent in the cloud. A gleam of light came straight through the opening into the bay and fell on the smooth darning egg.
The old platypus, who had been watching from a high perch with beady eyes and head cocked on one side, gave a sudden burrrp!. There was a loud thwap. A chimney pot split from the darning egg and fell. An anvil appeared suddenly about three feet from the ground. Quickly, trembling lest the chance should fade, the dwarves rushed to the darning egg and pushed - in vain.
"The lamp shade! The lamp shade!" cried gramma. "Where is Mr Cere?"
Mr Cere hurried up. "The lamp shade!" shouted gramma. "The lamp shade that went with the stained-glass window! Try it now while there is still time!"
Then Mr Cere stepped up and drew the lamp shade in its birdcage from round his neck. He put it on the anvil. It fitted and it turned! Snap! The gleam went out, the wine-glass sank, the foot-comb was gone, and evening perambulated into the sky.
Now they all pushed together, and slowly a part of the darning egg gave way. Long straight cracks appeared and widened. A door 7+5i feet high and thirty-five broad was outlined, and slowly without a corpse swung inwards.
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That is one huge darning egg - and this may be the first time a secret entrance has been hidden by an imaginary door! 
Thank you, one and all, for having this bit of fun with a moment in The Hobbit! 
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"I desired dragons with a profound desire"
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Sep 23 2012, 1:54am
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it's good news indeed that the door was corpse-less.
Nice one, dernwyn! :)
Celebrimbor: "Pretty rings..."
Dwarves: "Pretty rings..."
Men: "Pretty rings..."
Sauron: "Mine's better."
"Ah, how ironic, the addictive qualities of Sauron’s master weapon led to its own destruction. Which just goes to show, kids - if you want two small and noble souls to succeed on a mission of dire importance... send an evil-minded b*****d with them too." - Gandalf's Diaries, final par, by Ufthak.
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Sep 23 2012, 2:53am
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Bwahahaha!! My kingdom for a lamp-shade!!
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My nerves are shot from all the sudden, sharp sounds ;)
Fantastic, dernwyn :D As always... BRILLIANT!!!! Thank you for an awesome game! *still chuckling*
I really need these new films to take me back to, and not re-introduce me to, that magical world.
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Sep 23 2012, 2:55am
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Yeah, sorry . . . the 'corpse' was mine . . .
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. . . couldn't resist 
The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began
Now far ahead the Road has gone
And I must follow, if I can
"Thorin sat up with a start. 'Something is not right,' he muttered to himself as he stood up and
looked towards the mirror . . . . . . . . . 'Durin's bones', he gasped, 'what's happened to my beard?'"
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Eowyn of Penns Woods
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Sep 23 2012, 3:14am
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And now we understand the importance of knitting in Dwarf culture
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as displayed in the movie teasers! But I still miss Dernwyn the Alpaca. ;)
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(Sorry, Magpie, I photochopped!)
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Sep 23 2012, 4:42am
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It paints an oddly vivid picture, at least in my mind. A lavender platypus smacking an opossum against a perambulator would go well with the Walrus and the Carpenter or the Mock Turtle.
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Oiotári
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Sep 23 2012, 5:00am
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picturing the wine glass sinking below the horizon and dwarves pushing a darning egg.
and of course, I got a laugh out of how my imaginary (well, complex) number was used.
..The land of long-forgotten name:
......no man may ever anchor near;
..No steering star his hope may aim,
......for nether Night its marches drear,
..And waters wide no sail may tame,
......with shores encircled dark and sheer.
..O! Haven where my heart would be!
......the waves beat upon thy bar
..For ever echo endlessly,
......when longing leads thy thought afar
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Sep 23 2012, 12:23pm
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"I desired dragons with a profound desire"
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One Ringer
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Sep 23 2012, 2:57pm
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it works very well!
Thanks for this, dernwyn!
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dernwyn
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Sep 23 2012, 6:25pm
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What - you want to do ANOTHER one? ;-) //
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zarabia
Tol Eressea
Sep 24 2012, 2:31am
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Just wondering if the stained-glass window and the lamp shade were by L.C. Tiffany - Lotho Cotton Tiffany that is. 
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weaver
Half-elven
Sep 24 2012, 4:44am
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ha! but you know, at this point, we all should get some sleep, fer Shire!
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I think we pun-sisters should probably call it a night -- but it was fun, wasn't it! Always a pleasure to hang out with you two! 
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