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TooMuchTesting
âMy writer,â the Maia began in irritation, âis far too interested in testing how this platform works. I would much rather watch Moriel dance with Nessa than do thisâŠâ But as oft was the case, his writer ignored his wishes.
(( How do I reply with the Mairon blog. I don't see it as an option? Can one not reblog a thread they started... ))
Tumblr Frustrations
OK, Tumblr, I need to have Mairon reply next on the TooMuchTesting thread but it won't give that blog as an option for replogging as apparently it was the originator? What the crap! How can one carry on an RP if the post originator can't even REPLY? *kicks tumblr in frustration*
Yes, my Sauron (maiamairon) and Moriel (maiamoriel) tumblr rp blogs now exist and yet tumblr is still somewhat of a pain to try and use... But the amount of writing space should make up for that, I hope.
[ HAY EVERYONE. Basically, I want a Narvi dwarves to interact with. Because Moria and rings and all. I think thereâs a few of you following me already, but I also want to put out a general call for blog recs. Aka your favourite dwarf rpers out there because I want to love them aggressively. Anyone up for it? ]
All I would have for it would be an Annatar (along with his OC Maia spouse) but Narvi would be cool. :)
I'm seriously debating either making individual blogs for my MAIN Tolkien RP chars or at least having Mairon and Moriel share one perhaps... Everyone seems to really prefer single-character "accounts"/blogs/what have you.
I really want to write about my hobbit OC again but I donât think there are very many LOTR/Tolkien RP groups that pay attention to OCs. Bleh. I guess I could go play LOTRO againâŠ
[Hello there, tag lurkers!
I generally dislike the idea of self-advertising, but I thought Iâd announce my presence at some point. Iâve just created this RP blog for Maeglin yesterday. It is still very much under construction and information pages are to come. For now, Iâm looking to follow canon...
One could say the same for me, though I have been involved in Tolkien roleplaying for over a year now (on twitter at least). I apologize for my unique way of doing things, but if you would like to do an SL I am more than happy to do so.
Dai stihĂł, cousin :) i saw your reblog of the peridexis-as-ruler-of-YW-fandom thing, and wanted to say hi! the young wizards tag is pretty active, as is the "dying rirhait noise" tag. and i can point you to a directory of YW-fan blogs, if you're interested. Hope you don't mind me dancing in and saying all this!
Dai Stiho to you too! I don't mind at all! Thank you so much for the reply. I may look into other young wizards blogs and such. Alas, tumblr is not necessarily the most accessible thing on the web.
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When WoT Meets Silm Part One
OK, so all shall now behold the epicness of what happens when one drops my AU Wheel of Time chars into an AU Silm verse. Right now we focus on my fully redeemed Lanfear AKA Mierin and her OC brother-in-law Mortlund as they find themselves in Sauron's evil tower of Tol-in-Gaurhoth. They must fight both him, Thuringwith, and his spouse, the OC Maia, Moriel. Enjoy. - - - The former Forsaken, Mierin, embraced saidar, drawing the sweetness of life into herself as her dark eyes tried to pierce the darkness of this new place she was now in. It reminded her disconcertingly of Shayol Ghul, yet she knew it was not. She began to walk forward, her movements graceful, her white and silver dress standing out amongst the shadows, and whispering softly as she moved. The male-channeler leaned against a wall in the darkest place imaginable, one hand going to his belt as if to grasp at a sword-hilt which was not there. What need had he for a blade. He could channel. He seized saidin, the raging icy fire of the male half of the One Power flowing into him, untainted. His intense deep blue eyes seeking for anything that might attack him from within the cover of the shadows as he walked. Mierin paused near a wall, thinking she saw something down a side passage. Her breath caught in her chest as at first she thought she beheld Morten, but now. The hair was far too long to be her husband. But Mortlund was dead, wasn't he? Her hold on saidar did not waver despite the emotions which roiled outside the calm center of her inner self. Mortlund turned to face the woman who now stood to the side of a crossway between several corridors. His eyes narrowed and he scowled. "Lanfear," Mortlund said icily preparing a weave for Balefire without barely a second thought. "Wait....." Mierin began her voice pained as she took a step away from her brother-in-law, who truly was supposed to be dead. "I am.....no longer that person." "So you say?" Mortlund sneered back, not believing the beautiful woman for one second. He raised his hand the white-hot shaft of Balefire blazing forth leaving a purple after-image in its wake. The Avian Maia swooped down on the two mortal intruders thinking them easy prey, that is until the male one shoots a bolt of starfire from his hand and momentarily blinds Thuringwethil. She hisses and shifts to the side landing just behind the man ready to spring forth and grasp him in her claws to snap his body in two. Cursing Mierin wove her own stream of balefire, believing Thuringwethil must be some sort of demented Shadowspawn. She was filled with fear for her brother-in-law. Morten had already suffered once and enough from believing his twin-brother to be dead without needing to do it a second time. Seeing where Lanfear's Balestream went Mortlund turned to face some kind of huge Drahkar, except it could not be. He dove aside as the woman-thing's claws came for him, weaving flows of Air to shield himself from injury. He frowned in Lanfear's direction as it seemed she had saved him, but of course for her own twisted purposes and for no other - "Light!" he watched as a group of demented monsters approached, they weren't Trollocs, but by the Creator they were certainly disturbing and hideous enough to have a blasted Ebu Dari duel over. He channeled Earth disrupting the stone under the twisted-things' feet throwing some up into the air and tripping up others. Seeing what Mortlund was doing Mierin drew her attention toward the new threat and made a gagging noise. Either Aginor had been holding back, or the Dark One had found himself another bio-engineer with an even worse disposition than her former colleague. She sent lightning raining down on these new monsters, charring flesh and bone. She kept one eye on Mortlund still fearing something might happen to him and she would have to inform Morten that his brother had been alive all these years only to die once more. Thuringwethil's lips pulled back in a snarl she eyed the strange foreign mages wonder how best to kill them. They seemed annoyingly competent and it irked her, greatly. She took to the air focusing on the man for the woman seemed to be concerned for man's well-being. She doves at his exposed back. Weaving one single Deathgate - Mortlund had had about enough of these deformed things - the Gateway opened and snapped shut devouring monsters quickly and efficiently, just as its creator had wished. "No!" Mierin yelled as the winged thing dove for Mortlund. She hurled a bolt of fire at the monster, throwing a loop of Air at Mortlund intent upon pulling him across the corridor and protectively behind her. With ease, Mortlund snapped Lanfear's weave of Air with one spun out of saidin, this did give him warning enough so he could move aside as the winged monster dove for him. He cursed. He needed to get out of here, and quickly. "Idiot man," Mierin muttered as he snapped her weave. She rushed over to Mortlund, remembering how the winged-monster had flinched way from the light of the Balefire. She wore another Balestream aiming it up for her. Pulling out of her dive Thuringwethil could sense the air heating as the woman-mage prepared to make another of those accursed light-bars. She drpped lightly to the floor and decided to go speak to her Lord. He would know how to defeat these two. She folded her wings about herself like a cloak and glided to Gorthaur's study. The Maia Mairon sat in his study a book open before him as he worked at his dark spells, wishing to make them more potent and also usable by others. He frowned questioningly, when Thuringwethil requested entrance. "I am quite busy, Thuringwethil, what do you wish?" he asked tersely, closing his book and marking his place with a finger. Entering the study, Thuringwethil curtsies deeply to her Lord. "We have intruders of great power," she informs him unhappily. "And you wish me to do something about them, as you cannot do so, yourself, yes?" Mairon asked his tone mockingly concerned as he rose from his chair and pushed past the other lesser Maia out into the hallway. Mierin promptly wove a Skimming Gate which swung open onto blackness. Her destination was a sunny and clear meadow somewhere. This accursed place had to have one and obviously it did, or the Gateway would not have even formed. "Come on, Mortlund. We can't stay." She stepped through, forming a platform on which they could stand.  "With you? Not likely," Mortlund retorted acidly, turning as another figure approached. One who actually put real fear into the man's heart, unlike Lanfear, which was really saying something. "Good evening little mages," Mairon intoned mildly, his voice ever beautiful to behold yet also containing a dark quality to it which certainly made it clear on whose side he served. Not hesitating Mierin wove Balefire yet again, aiming for the newcomer's chest before - A bolt of sheer blackness criss-crossed the Balefire actually dimming it slightly. "What the - !" Mierin muttered as she watched a flame eyed monster who seemed quite displeased storm down the hall toward her and Mortlund, a blazing red-orange sword gripped in one fist. Mairon exerted his will upon the strange stream of liquid time-altering fire the woman had sent at him, willing it to be nothing but air, about a foot from his chest. Moriel advanced toward the Atan woman who dared to think she could harm her spouse. How dare she! Mortlund watched all this with stunned interest as golden-haired man seemed to make the Balefire cease to be. He clung to the Source as that Gateway of Lanfears seemed to keep looking better and better every second. "Do you really think your little foreign enchantments can stop me?" Mairon asked Mierin and Mortlund. "I am a Maia, one who has been gifted with the greatest of power," his blue eyes gleamed unnaturally if even hellishly as he spoke. "Come ON!" she yelled as she prepared another weave, one Thedra would have her hide if she ever learned she had ever used again. She wove Compulsion, certainly less obvious and showy than Balefire, and it seemed these...beings knew little if nothing of the One Power. She hurled the weave at the flame-eyed one working to secure it about her. Moriel could not see the strange and alien net which tried to bend itself about her mind and control it, but with casual annoyance, she burned it away, stepping closer still to the Atan-woman. Mierin stared in wide-eyed disbelief. The thing had just melted her weave, just like that, as if it were butter! Deciding he'd rather take his chances with Lanfear over these two other...things, he dove for her Gateway and skidded to a stop on his knees atop her platform. Mierin closed her Gateway with a snap and the platform sailed through the black nothingness which existed in the strange other dimension where Skimming took place. Within half an hour they had arrived at their destination as a new Gateway swung open, now showing the sunny glade she had imagined, if slightly different. Mortlund stepped out first, glancing about warily. Mierin then followed, closing her Gateway but not letting go of the Source. Mortlund found the trees in this place odd, almost stedding like, but obviously they were not in one as both of them seemed still able to channel. He finally settled for sitting against a tree. It seemed whether he liked it or not, Lanfear was going to be his ally for the time being.
the most frustrating part about being a girl in the lotr/hobbit fandom is that your voice cant go low enough to sing the misty mountain songÂ
Quite so! :D
I nominate Tumblr user peridexis for Queen of the Young Wizards fandom
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aye. may i bring an amendment forward? title should be âSupreme Rulerâ
Perhaps âSupreme Ruler and Holder Of All The...
Awwwww. Reading this was so sweet. I've alas, not met with or spoken to many fellow YW fans, which in truth, is rather sad, to be honest. Greetings to all involved!
The RP Post Which Went Nowhere
Yes it's 2am and I'm still awake. Yes, I am writing up this tumblr post in a word document because typing in the tumblr edit fields for any length of time is just such a nightmare with my adaptive tech. Thank Melkor for copy/paste..... Moving on.... I am in the mood to post a long scene, call it writing/script/self-rp or what you wish, the point is I need some #Ashflower here. And if I post it to tumblr I needn't worry about the evilness that is #TwitterJail. For those of you wondering, "what under Eru is the Ashflower," here is the answer. It is the name I have given to my beloved Tolkien ship (or romantic pairing), that between my OC the Maia Moriel, and her spouse, my somewhat AU, and semi-redeemed version of Sauron, who mostly goes by his old Valarin name Mairon. And now I'm getting really sleepy AND on top of that, I don't know which style to use, script or full blown narrative. *falls asleep on the keyboard*
fanfic tip: if youâre going to use âââaccidental sexswapâââ as a plot device thereâs a 100% chance that iâm already side eyeing you but if you want me to keep reading at all then donât switch that characterâs pronouns in the narrative oh my god
*grins evilly* Maybe this is an alternate world where they're actually aliens and gender switching is completely natural for them. *laughs*
somebody suggest me something to draw!
must be Tolkien related, but I wonât promise Iâll draw just anything :âD
Just look at my tumblr username. :D
Right, I have insomnia and am bored out of my mind, so I decided to count how many named characters actually die in the Silmarillion.
155 (if you count all the humans, which seems logical)
51 Elves (or 52, depending on how long you think Maglor stuck around)
6 Dwarves
98 Men
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Castle Zhestokaya RP
Welcome to Castle Zhestokaya: Should you, the sorry soul and weary traveler find your way through the craggy mountains of Ruritania, you may find that you have entered a strange vale, a place where the year's seasons occur within a day, a place where vampires have been forced to dwell, a place where magic runs free, a place trapped by time and a place, from which, lest you possess a certain token, you shant ever leave. Characters: Igor Igorson (@IgorofTheCastle) Castle Zhestokaya's mortal caretaker. Svetlana: (LadyAnnatar) Castle Zhestokaya's mortal First-Maid. Sorgen: (@LadyAnnatar) ("SOR-yen") A vampire dwelling at Castle Zhestokaya. Vladimir: (@LadyAnnatar) A vampire dwelling at Castle Zhestokaya he is maried to Tatiana. Tatiana: (@LadyAnnatar) A vampire dwelling at CastleZhestokaya, she is married to Vladimir. Yaraslava: (@LadyAnnatar) A vampire dwelling at Castle Zhestokaya, she is married to Nicolai Nicolai: (@LadyAnnatar) A vampire dwelling at Castle Zhestokaya, he is married to Yaraslava and is the current "leader" among the vampires dwelling therein. Ms. Gringrid: (@LadyAnnatar) The choirmistress of the all-girls choir Eva Gunthlac: @LadyAnnatar) member of the all-girls choir, raven-haired, a senior and vampirophile. Tabitha Johanson: (@LadyAnnatar) member of the all-girls choir, brown-haired,a senir, tries to ground Eva's fanciful ideas with reason but also a fellow nerd. Abby Thane: (@LadyAnnatar) member of the all-girls choir, blonde-haired, a freshman and very timid. Crista Holmes: (open) A member of the all-girls choir, a redhead, a senior, best friends with Angelica, and the cheerleader sort. Angelica Avereaux: (open) A member of the all-girls choir, blonde-haired, a senior, best friends with Crysta, the cheerleader sort
RP Characters List
This is my full RP-character list, which will be added to and changed as needed. Lotr Annaril/Sauron: (M Maia) Arda9's post Ring War Sauron, espoused to Azuburza. Azuburza/Moriel: (F Maia) A former Maia of Arda9's Aulë like her spouse Annaril. She never truly served Melkor. Turgoth: (M Elf) Melkorendur, was found by Melkor before his imprisonment in Valinor, spent the First Age commanding Orc armies. Married to Lithlin. Lithlin: (F Elf) Azuburza's handmaid and married to Turgoth, born near the beginning of the Second Age an accomplished morgul-sorceress. Narwen: (F Elf) the only daughter of Arda9's Fëanor, she never left Valinor nor took the Oath. Aristos: (M Human) Born a Norseman in Midgard he studied seidr extensively and ended up in Middle-Earth where he fell in with Thanos in Gondor before the War of the Ring. Adunaphazel (Duna): (F Human) A direct descendant of Arda9's Ar-Pharazone (a line kept intact thanks to Annaril and later Turgoth) She is an accomplished Mage, skilled in hand-to-hand combat and knife-fighting. LordThanos: (M Human) An ex-Gondorian High-Lord who wished to take the place of Steward and or King of the realm do to his belief that Elves are evil. Eragon: Vashra: (F Urgal) An urgal-youth with chronic-daydreaming-syndrome she loves all old tales and as of yet is mistrustful of humans. Will eventually become a Dragon Rider. Ril: (F Human-child) Street-urchin growing up on the streets she has the as yet unknown talent to become a magic-user. Wheel of Time (WoT) Lanfear: (F Human channeler) After falling through the ter'angreal doorway with Moiraine they both end up in RPLand's Arda. Demandred: (M Human channeler) Semirhage: (F Human channeler) Mierin Eronaile Velundi: (F Human, channeler) Morten Eronaile Velundi: (M Human channeler) Lews Therin Eronaile Velundi: (M Human, channeler) Vaerelle Sarasi: (F Human channeler) Thedravan Morosa: (F Human burned-out-channeler) Mortlund Velundi: (M Human channeler) Torkel Velundi: (M Human) Toric Velundi: (M Human) Sylvane Velundi: (F Human) Silas: (M Human-child, future-channeler) OriginalFiction Akhar'nor Isolde (Issa): (F Human) A 1000-year-old Darkmage trapped in a box along with her zyra (a sort of soul-jar) after Emylon (current Emperor of a large eastern empire) betrays her to their enemies as the two of them assisted in the downfall of their civilization of Velasia. Adrian: (M Human) The prophecised Brightlord (the one who can pull forth the Brightstaff and defeat the evil emporer Emylon) He finds Issa's box up in the mountains near his village of Rhynnvale. Danya: (F Human) Born in Rhynnvale and a mage she has a fascination with warriors and will eventually become one, marrying an Eilih't (members of the White Horde an arctic people living at the top of the world) Lycea's World: Araida: (F Siren) Eldest daughter of King Ronan (by the Siren Lorelei) She is unaware of this fact, thinks she's human and wishes to ascend to the throne and study Darkmagery. Elenor: (F Human) Second daughter of King Ronan (by his wife Queen Adelynn), kind-hearted and virtuous. Elandymion Sirensvita (Elan): (M Human) A survivor of the destruction of Kadraan by the Sirens he seeks vengeance against them in general, an accomplished Darkmage.
