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Diamond18 · 11-21-2002, 12:24 AM

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Only read this following epic if you watched "Signs". 'Cause that's what this is: LotR meets M. Night Shayamalan's "Signs".

Scene One: Gandalf and Frodo are in Bag-end. Gandalf takes the Ring out of the fireplace and offers it to Frodo:

Gandalf: Hold out your hand, Frodo. It is quite cool. What can you see? Can you see anything?
Frodo: Nothing. There's nothing. Wait... There are markings. It's some form of Elvish. I can't read it.
Gandalf: There are few who can. The language is that of Mordor, which I will not utter here.
Frodo: Mordor?
Gandalf: In the common tongue, it says "One Ring To Bring Them All, And In The Darkness Bind Them." It is only two lines of a verse long known in Elvish lore
Frodo: That's ridiculous. How can you possibly know that information? What else does it say?

Gandalf: Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne,
In the land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to Rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

Frodo: Gandalf, this Ring stuff is just about a bunch of nerdy Elves who never had a girlfriend their lives. They're like three-thousand-years-old now. They make up secret languages and analyze mythology and make secret societies where other guys who never had girlfriends can join in. They do stupid crap like this to feel special. It's a scam. Elves were doin' it an Age ago and the same Elves are doing it again.

Gandalf: Nay, Frodo. This is the One Ring. For sixty years, the Ring lay quiet in Bilbo's keeping, prolonging his life, delaying old age. But no longer, Frodo. Evil is stirring in Mordor. The Ring has awoken. It's heard its Master's call.

Frodo: Gandalf, you're going to feel stupid when this turns out to be all make believe.

Gandalf: No, Frodo. It’s true; the Elves are right. Sauron has returned. His Orcs have multiplied. His fortress of Barad-Dur is rebuilt in the land of Mordor. Sauron needs only this Ring to cover all the lands with a second darkness. He is seeking it, seeking it, all his thought is bent on it. The Ring yearns to go home, to return to the hand of its Master. They are one, the Dark Lord and the Ring. Frodo, he must never find it.

There is a rustle in the bushes outside:
Sam: Why couldn’t they get girlfriends?

Gandalf pulls him inside: Confound it all, Samwise Gamgee! Have you been eavesdropping? But there is no time to loose, you two must set out on a perilous journey and meet me in Bree at the Prancing Pony Inn. Now move, Hobbits... Vamanos!

Scene Two: Frodo and Sam meet up with Merry and Pippin, and encounter the Black Rider. Terrified, they high-tail it to Bree, where they meet Strider. Once they decide that he is "on their side" they tell him about the mysterious Black Rider:

Strider: Did you get a clear look at this Rider?
Frodo: No, he rode off before I saw him.
Srtider: How do you know it was a him?
Frodo: Well, this Rider was really fast.
Strider: I've seen many fast female riders. The female Elven jockeys in the Imladris Olympics are really fast.
Frodo: OK, well, besides the possibility that an Olympian Elf-Maiden Jockey was chasing us, who would you say it was?
Strider: They were once men - great kings of men. Then Sauron the deceiver gave to them nine rings of power. Blinded by their greed, they took them without question. One by one they've fallen into darkness. Now they are slaves to his will. They are the Nazgul, Ringwraiths, neither living nor dead. At all times they feel the presence of the Ring, drawn to the power of the One. They will never stop hunting you.

Frodo: You’re scaring the other hobbits.
Other Hobbits: We’re already scared.

Scene Three: Our Dauntless Heroes decide to leave Bree and head for Rivendell. They camp at a place called Weathertop one night. While Frodo sleeps the other Hobbits build a fire: Frodo awakes and puts it out, but it is too late; Black Riders are seen riding towards the hill.

Frodo: Don’t panic, we can handle them.
Sam: What are we going to do?
Merry: Act angry, that will scare them.
Pippin: Curse or something.
Sam: I don’t know...it don’t sound right when I curse...it don’t sound natural.
Pippin: I don’t care, you gotta do it.
Sam: What should I say?
Merry: I don't know, be angry!

The Ringwraiths approach and draw their swords:

Merry: I'M VERY ANGRY!!
Pippin: I’m gonna kick your asses in!!
Sam: Yeah, there's gonna be an asswhoopin'!
Merry: I AM INSANE WITH ANGER!
Sam: I cursed.
Pippin: I heard.

Unfortunately, this admirable bravado is for naught, and Frodo gets stabbed. Luckily, Strider aka Aragorn comes to the rescue, and they make a journey to the Troll Shaws, where they meet up with beautiful Olympian Elf-Maiden Jockey Arwen Evenstar.

Arwen: What’s this, a Ranger caught off his guard? And where are the Hobbits?
Aragorn: Oh, I left them in the Troll Shaw, I thought that they all needed to just calm down and eat some fruit or something. I figured they should be playing "Furry, Furry Rabbits" or something.
Arwen: What's "Furry, Furry Rabbits"?
Aragorn: It's a game, isn't it?
Arwen: Never mind, I’m going to go save Frodo and you can stay here and play "Furry, Furry Rabbits" if you want.

Aragorn follows Arwen’s suggestion, and Arwen continues on to the Ford with Frodo. Once safely in Rivendell, Frodo wakes up to find Gandalf and Sam by his bedside:

Sam: There are many things that I can take, Frodo. But what I can't take is when my Master, who's everything that I want to be, starts turning into a Wraith. I saw that look in your eyes last night. I don't ever want to see that look in your eyes again.

Frodo: I was frightened of the Ringwraith too, Sam. I had the distinct feeling that it wanted to hurt me. *sighs* I wish the Ring had never come to me, Gandalf; I wish none of this had ever happened.

Gandalf: So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All that you can decide is was to do with the time that is given to you. So you just have to ask yourself what kind of person are you. Are you the type that sees signs? Sees miracles? Or do you think that people just get lucky? Maybe there are no coincidences. Bilbo was meant to find the Ring, in which case you also were meant to have it.

Sam: Oh, I’m the kind that believes in miracles. See, one time, I was at this party... and I was sitting on the couch with Rosie Cotton. She was just sitting there, looking beautiful, and staring at me. So, I lean in to kiss her, and I realize I have pipeweed in my mouth. So, I turn to spit it out and put it in a little paper cup that was sitting by the couch. I turn back, and Rosie Cotton throws up all over herself. I knew the moment it happened, it was a miracle. I could have been kissing her when she threw up. It would have scarred me for life. I may never have recovered.

The End.

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Diamond18 Eidolon of a Took Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: my own private fantasy world Posts: 3,460	Oh, yes. Tha' was good...let's get anotha'. [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img] Only read this following epic if you watched "Signs". 'Cause that's what this is: LotR meets M. Night Shayamalan's "Signs". Scene One: Gandalf and Frodo are in Bag-end. Gandalf takes the Ring out of the fireplace and offers it to Frodo: Gandalf: Hold out your hand, Frodo. It is quite cool. What can you see? Can you see anything? Frodo: Nothing. There's nothing. Wait... There are markings. It's some form of Elvish. I can't read it. Gandalf: There are few who can. The language is that of Mordor, which I will not utter here. Frodo: Mordor? Gandalf: In the common tongue, it says "One Ring To Bring Them All, And In The Darkness Bind Them." It is only two lines of a verse long known in Elvish lore Frodo: That's ridiculous. How can you possibly know that information? What else does it say? Gandalf: Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky, Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone, Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die, One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne, In the land of Mordor where the Shadows lie. One Ring to Rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie. Frodo: Gandalf, this Ring stuff is just about a bunch of nerdy Elves who never had a girlfriend their lives. They're like three-thousand-years-old now. They make up secret languages and analyze mythology and make secret societies where other guys who never had girlfriends can join in. They do stupid crap like this to feel special. It's a scam. Elves were doin' it an Age ago and the same Elves are doing it again. Gandalf: Nay, Frodo. This is the One Ring. For sixty years, the Ring lay quiet in Bilbo's keeping, prolonging his life, delaying old age. But no longer, Frodo. Evil is stirring in Mordor. The Ring has awoken. It's heard its Master's call. Frodo: Gandalf, you're going to feel stupid when this turns out to be all make believe. Gandalf: No, Frodo. It’s true; the Elves are right. Sauron has returned. His Orcs have multiplied. His fortress of Barad-Dur is rebuilt in the land of Mordor. Sauron needs only this Ring to cover all the lands with a second darkness. He is seeking it, seeking it, all his thought is bent on it. The Ring yearns to go home, to return to the hand of its Master. They are one, the Dark Lord and the Ring. Frodo, he must never find it. There is a rustle in the bushes outside: Sam: Why couldn’t they get girlfriends? Gandalf pulls him inside: Confound it all, Samwise Gamgee! Have you been eavesdropping? But there is no time to loose, you two must set out on a perilous journey and meet me in Bree at the Prancing Pony Inn. Now move, Hobbits... Vamanos! Scene Two: Frodo and Sam meet up with Merry and Pippin, and encounter the Black Rider. Terrified, they high-tail it to Bree, where they meet Strider. Once they decide that he is "on their side" they tell him about the mysterious Black Rider: Strider: Did you get a clear look at this Rider? Frodo: No, he rode off before I saw him. Srtider: How do you know it was a him? Frodo: Well, this Rider was really fast. Strider: I've seen many fast female riders. The female Elven jockeys in the Imladris Olympics are really fast. Frodo: OK, well, besides the possibility that an Olympian Elf-Maiden Jockey was chasing us, who would you say it was? Strider: They were once men - great kings of men. Then Sauron the deceiver gave to them nine rings of power. Blinded by their greed, they took them without question. One by one they've fallen into darkness. Now they are slaves to his will. They are the Nazgul, Ringwraiths, neither living nor dead. At all times they feel the presence of the Ring, drawn to the power of the One. They will never stop hunting you. Frodo: You’re scaring the other hobbits. Other Hobbits: We’re already scared. Scene Three: Our Dauntless Heroes decide to leave Bree and head for Rivendell. They camp at a place called Weathertop one night. While Frodo sleeps the other Hobbits build a fire: Frodo awakes and puts it out, but it is too late; Black Riders are seen riding towards the hill. Frodo: Don’t panic, we can handle them. Sam: What are we going to do? Merry: Act angry, that will scare them. Pippin: Curse or something. Sam: I don’t know...it don’t sound right when I curse...it don’t sound natural. Pippin: I don’t care, you gotta do it. Sam: What should I say? Merry: I don't know, be angry! The Ringwraiths approach and draw their swords: Merry: I'M VERY ANGRY!! Pippin: I’m gonna kick your asses in!! Sam: Yeah, there's gonna be an asswhoopin'! Merry: I AM INSANE WITH ANGER! Sam: I cursed. Pippin: I heard. Unfortunately, this admirable bravado is for naught, and Frodo gets stabbed. Luckily, Strider aka Aragorn comes to the rescue, and they make a journey to the Troll Shaws, where they meet up with beautiful Olympian Elf-Maiden Jockey Arwen Evenstar. Arwen: What’s this, a Ranger caught off his guard? And where are the Hobbits? Aragorn: Oh, I left them in the Troll Shaw, I thought that they all needed to just calm down and eat some fruit or something. I figured they should be playing "Furry, Furry Rabbits" or something. Arwen: What's "Furry, Furry Rabbits"? Aragorn: It's a game, isn't it? Arwen: Never mind, I’m going to go save Frodo and you can stay here and play "Furry, Furry Rabbits" if you want. Aragorn follows Arwen’s suggestion, and Arwen continues on to the Ford with Frodo. Once safely in Rivendell, Frodo wakes up to find Gandalf and Sam by his bedside: Sam: There are many things that I can take, Frodo. But what I can't take is when my Master, who's everything that I want to be, starts turning into a Wraith. I saw that look in your eyes last night. I don't ever want to see that look in your eyes again. Frodo: I was frightened of the Ringwraith too, Sam. I had the distinct feeling that it wanted to hurt me. *sighs* I wish the Ring had never come to me, Gandalf; I wish none of this had ever happened. Gandalf: So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All that you can decide is was to do with the time that is given to you. So you just have to ask yourself what kind of person are you. Are you the type that sees signs? Sees miracles? Or do you think that people just get lucky? Maybe there are no coincidences. Bilbo was meant to find the Ring, in which case you also were meant to have it. Sam: Oh, I’m the kind that believes in miracles. See, one time, I was at this party... and I was sitting on the couch with Rosie Cotton. She was just sitting there, looking beautiful, and staring at me. So, I lean in to kiss her, and I realize I have pipeweed in my mouth. So, I turn to spit it out and put it in a little paper cup that was sitting by the couch. I turn back, and Rosie Cotton throws up all over herself. I knew the moment it happened, it was a miracle. I could have been kissing her when she threw up. It would have scarred me for life. I may never have recovered. The End. [ November 21, 2002: Message edited by: Diamond18 ] [ November 21, 2002: Message edited by: Diamond18 ] [ November 21, 2002: Message edited by: Diamond18 ] [ November 21, 2002: Message edited by: Diamond18 ] Why are you looking at all the times I edited? [ November 21, 2002: Message edited by: Diamond18 ] __________________ All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression.