Peredhil

Peredhil heads the line of well-wishers and in his joy for his friend, even lets him pick his pocket of the lint wallet he placed there just for this occasion. Stepping toward the rear, he watches the faces of the people swarming to the Stage. It is with a rather unusual predatory grin that the spies the Goons, smiling shark smiles as they slowly shuffle with the moving line, ready to drag the newest Bard away and remind him to check out and, in the memory of Shurak Whitefist, pay his dues....

Hugs I'm so glad you keep coming back with these to give me a smile. Haven't had a lot of posting time lately, but wanted to make a special effort to let you know I'm reading and you're making my day brighter.

heh, I *live* tired lately. That's why the wink. It was meant as gentle fun teasing, as between friends, or people who want to be friends. Hugs I recently got four hours of sleep - I recommend it.

*really* like this! There is a challenge to truly *look* at humans and see them as people.

Hugs

LOL! That's wonderful... Although I *was* having fun picturing Galadriel as your leather-clad singer...

Thank you Rune! I'd never have thought to match those pictures to the poem, nor had the talent to do so. You definitely have a knack for turning lemons into lemonade. looks at Kalypso and winks. Yup, that Parmenion *is* a talented fellow!

heh, clever.

Parm - sorry, personal belief system is that at the current time, when you die, you're dead. Reincarnation is a different system. as a side-note: "sweating like a pig", pigs only sweat between their toes. This is one reason for mud-wallows, to cool down and prevent sun burns.

but in mid-flight, the Rubber Chicken changes vectors like a jet plane and flies back to Zool!

Oh. I like! This is so reflective of how being a Daddy can feel sometimes...

Nice...

Hmmm. We tend to remember the times things work out to our belief system. How many times have you had a dream that wasn't real? A terror or fear, that simply didn't work out? I do believe in spirits and a spiritual warfare. I'm all for seers and prophecy if they're willing to assent to the biblical test - one prophecy that fails results in death, so as not to contaminate the people...

This is a great opportunity! There are a number of members who have accounts but haven't, for one reason or another, made up a Role-Playing personae to go with the name. This would be a good non-hostile environment for them to introduce themself (and get a touch of online-Role-Playing experience). I'd imagine that a member could just make the one post introducing themself, and that there would be opportunity after that to make more showing interaction if they wanted to do so? -an excited Ancient

Well *THAT* was chilling... Brrrr. Very well written, consistent point of view through-out. The choice of details to write really showed the protagonist.

Was there a problem? I thought this was a fun idea...

You know? I'm really glad you found your way to us. Your unflagging sense of humor is refreshing.

Oooooohhhh Wonderful!

Watching the little demoness, standing there so earnestly reciting, with one foot angled in toward the toes of the other and her hands clasped behind her back. Cheering when she finishes, knowing that she'll never believe her work is as good as it is. Sighing as she blushes and ducks back to work You post such good works. I'd love to see more from you he coaxes

Fear of being alone is one of the top five fears in America, according to a census a few years ago. Right after Fear of public speaking, and above fear of death. You must be in good company

Peredhil opens the door to the Cabaret And carefully steps out of the way For it's a misunderstood Kitty's day and as they enter, all present say: Happy Birthday! Nineteen! The last prime number birthday of a teen!

Found this Classic while reformatting old threads. If you've ever wondered why it takes Wyvern so long to respond to Recruitment posts... Things haven't changed much.

Bursts out laughing. Rapidly assumes a straight face as Aardvark bursts in with automatic weaponry.

Normal. I grew up knowing it was a college that trained teachers. We had one in my home town, on Normal Hill. Then my parents started adding on definitions: A statistical average in large enough sets, a chemistry PH definition, a perpendicular in math. Then I hit school, and found in first grade, neither I nor any of my family were "normal". By that time though, I really didn't have much desire to be. This "normal" was fitting within the cultural norms and means of the majority segment of current society. In computers, we "overload" operators to perform different functions and operations depending on the context when parsed. In these threads, I see the words overloaded as well. Context is essential. -P

Sighs wistfully I think I was born a thousand years too late - I have the heart of a Knight-Errant, in the society of cynicism. Welcome back after a long absence to the Pen, Knight. And thank you for rekindling the magic of Romanticism for a moment. -Peredhil TBT