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The Commandeering of the Cursed Aztec Gold Ring With a Black Pearl (in Fanfiction)

…a miracle Bilbo and Elrond: Bye bye! * Trying to cross mountains* Boromir: This will be the death of the hobbits! Gandalf: What?! (cell phone rings, LOTR ring tone) Legolas:…

Isildur, a novel (in Fanfiction)

…comes it here?” “The work was done long ago by Fornen, our city’s greatest artisan. Linhir was founded by Númenórean mariners, as were Pelargir and Anglond, and even Umbar far…

Mordor Number 5 (in Karaoke Songs)

Orckies and Evil Minions This is Mordor number 5 One, two, three, four, five Everybody on the Nazgul, so come on let’s ride To the Green Dragon around the corner…

hey, i’m talking on my phone here (in Pretty Pictures)

A PHone Call With Elrond PART THREE (in Fanfiction)

Elrond finishes up coucil, sits down in chair and sighs. ELROND: This has not been my day. Suddenly, flash of light from behind him makes him turn and get out…

A Phone Call With Elrond PART FOUR (in Fanfiction)

ELROND: Hey, that’s an insult! MIRANDA: Sorry. ELROND (casually): Soooo, what’s gonna happen in the…War of the Ring, did you say? MIRANDA: I’m not going to tell you! You’d ruin…

Chapter 12: Changes (in Fanfiction)

…the soldiers. “Get the phone! Get the phone! Don’t you know what that is? Get it!” The Greta turned and ran. The soldiers raised their weapons, but Liam and Aaron…

The Amazing Race (in Fanfiction)

…smile, he politely thanked the Nazgul and waited as Rosie exchanged phone numbers with the Wraith. “You’ll love the Shire,” she was saying. “It’s very family friendly.” “That’s just what…

The Patient: Part Four (in Fanfiction)

Sandra. He grabbed it with one and nodded mutely before asking, “what about you?” “Just get going!” she barked and shifted her gaze from Sandra long enough to add, “NOW!”…

Chapter Seven- Old West Photo Time and Chapter Eight: Escaping the Carnival (in Fanfiction)

…flipped open his cell phone, dialing their house number. It rang about four time before a gruff voice answered. ‘Gimli?Â’ Strider asked curiously. ‘Yes lad. YouÂ’d you think it was?Â’…