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Post by Draco on Dec 16, 2004 22:08:28 GMT -5
MERRY FRIGGIN CHRISTMAS!!! HAPPY FREAKIN KWANZA!!! HAPPY (following is deleted for children under the age of 18) HANUAKA!!!! And enjoy boxing day. BAH HUMBUG!!!!!!
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Post by Draco on Dec 11, 2004 17:50:44 GMT -5
Okay, yes, I have something to say. I would like to point out that...............
I'M A MOD!!! I HAVE POWER!!!!! FEAR ME!!! Okay, kidding, but their were many who said it couldn't be done. Like, like, YOU!! YOU, YOU, YOU WALL!!!!!! Well all I have to say to those people is one thing "Z?"! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! You wall, who said that I would never get beyond being op for an evening. You wall, who said that bacon didn't go good with turkey. You, WALL, who said that if everyone jumped off a cliff I would say "Ooh, fun!". Oh wait, that last one is kinda true. But anyway, I would like to thank Tolwyn and Menel, the founders of this lovely website, Barliman at theonering.net and Barli's chat, my loving family who leaves me alone and lets me waste my life online, and NAIL BUNNY!!! ;D ;D ;D ;D
To all of you reading this I have but one thing to say. SMURF YOU!!! Your just jealous because you don't have a cerulean pig to celebrate with. *Dances the happy dance with his cerulean blue pig*
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Post by Draco on Mar 6, 2006 15:37:46 GMT -5
Dude, Necro rocked my sox!!!!
And it was my idea, I might want to add. You may call me a genius.........now!!!
I love that idea Wing. I'd be game anytime.
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Post by Draco on Mar 3, 2006 19:08:58 GMT -5
I'M BACK!!!!!!!
I swear, I can't leave you all for five minutes. I leave and this place falls apart. ;D
So, yep, it's your old pal Draco. Let's get this place alive. I miss my Old Regime pals, amigos, and friends.
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Post by Draco on Dec 17, 2004 22:14:47 GMT -5
EWWWW!!!! The two are related you sick freak. And it was your idea as I recall. As for the hobbit momma, how would she have survived a human baby. Ouch! (The above is subtle dirty humor )
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Post by Draco on Dec 17, 2004 16:04:46 GMT -5
The two memories are connected together. I had to leave briefly during the Tracker Rp thing and told you and I believe it was(hmm, Lursa or EW, can't remember) but I told you and whoever the other person was to do whatever wtih my character while I was gone. I come back and find that I am frenching a hobbit.
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Post by Draco on Dec 16, 2004 21:50:16 GMT -5
"Golllum, your character sounds hot!" Bramble(rough quote) And then I remember learning a valuable lesson. Never tell Tolwyn to do whatever she wants to your character while you are gone. Also, never try to start a romantic relationship until you are sure that the person you are trying to start it with isn't a relative. Isn't that right Tolly?? Man, I feel like such stud!!!!
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Post by Draco on Dec 13, 2004 22:31:41 GMT -5
*sniff sniff* I want my Lursa back!!!
*Goes off and cries in a corner*
Okay, now to bring up a fun memory/annoying memory.
"Gondor has no pants. Gondor needs no pants."Boromir(sorta)
"You don't have any pants. Nobody likes you."Gollum(sorta)
"Bring your pretty face to my pants."Gimli(sorta)
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Post by Draco on Dec 15, 2004 22:29:40 GMT -5
As a special holiday gift to you Matt, I now post the a-hole who tried to kill you. Enjoy! Name: Sphinx(Last name unknown) Race: Gondorian human, a small amount of Numenorian blood in him Sex: Male Age:60 Weapon(s): Sword called "Judgement". The hilt is in the shape of a gavel. The sword glows a haunting pale blue that changes in brightness depending on Sphinx's emotions. Appearance: Sphinx's has fierce blue eyes, aged rough face(though not unhandsome), and fairly cleanshaven, though no so much like an elf would be. His hair is short brown that is always covered by a black hat(sorta like a fidora). He is about 6' 1" tall with a decent physical build, though somewhat thin. He wears a black cloak with no hood, a white shirt, and black pants. His sword is in an old beaten leather hilt that is connected to an old broken down belt. He wears black boots as well. Skill: Swordsman primarily, though he does possess a few skills in healing, though mostly just minor field medic skills. Strengths: Master swordsman and is constantly aware of his surroundings. Due to his lack of trust, he has learned to figure people out pretty well and is rarely suprised. Weakness: His loner attitude primarily. He rarely excepts help and is commonly very rude, thus causing him great troubles in society. History: (Note, this is a little different from the way it was done on tORN due to some inconsistencies which I must remedy.) Sphinx's was born in Gondor to a father who was a knight under Denethor. At age 8 he became a squire and took his first steps to becoming a knight. He was recognized by all very quickly for his exceptionally quick learning when it came to swordmanship. By age 18 he was a young knight of Gondor and was invovled in the defense of Minas Tirith. He stayed behind and never went to the battle of the Black Gate because of an arrow wound he had recieved in the leg. While everyone was gone word reached Gondor that a few men of Harad were taking shelter not far from the White City. Despite the lack of proof and the sloppyness of the report, Sphinx led twenty other men to the supposed Harad encampment. It turned out to be a temporary village for Gondorians whom had lost their homes in the war. Despite Sphinx's knowledge of the villagers innocence he allowed his men to charge and slaughter everyone. Only one survived, a small baby boy that Sphinx found clutching to his dead mother. The mother had a small weaving in her hand that Sphinx keeps carries with him now. When the soldiers got back they lied about what had happened and thus Sphinx was viewed as a hero. Sickened by the praise he got for his atrocities he quickly found the baby a home and left Gondor, vowing never to return until he had found a way to redeem himself for his actions. From this point on Sphinx became completely silent, finding speaking a sickening task that he would only do if necassary. His rude and fierce demeanor was simply a shield to keep people away from him while he daily punished himself for his foolishness. At age 37 Sphinx met a young elvish woman who would change his life forever. Sphinx was wondering through the forest of Fangorn when he came across a traveling elf by the name of Menel. He had attempted to sneak up on her, just to find out if she was safe to be around. When he was discovered he was forced to speak and negotiate. He spent that night with her, where the two fended off a hoard of orc survivors from the War of the Ring. From that day on Menel and Sphinx rode together, traveling all the way to Rhun. Menel and Sphinx arrived in a small nameless town of Rhun where they were captured and thrown into a sick gladiatory battle, where Sphinx, Menel, and a few other unlucky prisoners were forced to fight against orcs, trolls, and wargs. After surviving the creatures and the king's champion, Menel and Sphinx were told the only way to leave was to kill one another. Menel shocked Sphinx when instead of killing him, for at the time he had been crippled, she threw a dagger at the king's head, slaying him and ending his reign. A weak later the king's exiled brother came back and reigned over the town well. Sphinx recieved the only horse he actually cared about then, a grey horse with white spots he called King's Bane. Sphinx grew to be great friends with Menel, which is why he was so crushed the day she left him for reason he never learned. He wondered the northern part of Middle Earth for a few years, back into his normal state of daily punishment and misery. This was when he met the Lord of Rivendell, Mattheapar. Finding out that Matt killed Menel, Sphinx in a rage attacked the elf and was banished from Rivendell. He foolishly returned, though, and was put into the (this is a guess at the name) dead locks, where he was to die a miserable death of starvation. Luckily for him, a foolish soldier let him out in an attempt to fight Sphinx in a fair fight. Sphinx regained his sword and horse and rode away from the Rivendell, never looking back. After a few more years of riding Sphinx was met his friend again, but this time under rather miserable circumstances. Sphinx had to fight Menel, whom followed the Necromancer. Reporting his findings to the Second White Council, Sphinx joined the Necro War and fought hard to keep Mirkwood out of Menel's control. Once Menel was finally chased off Sphinx travelled with Mirkwood down to Umbar, where Sphinx faked killing Menel. He later had his legs crushed by a balrog in that battle and was forced out of combat. However, Sphinx's planning was not done. He ordered King's Bane to ride down to the battlefield and retrieve Menel. From there he forced himself onto his horse(which was no easy task, believe me) and rode off.
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Post by Draco on Dec 8, 2004 21:38:39 GMT -5
Name: Draco Hubristes
Age: 78
Sex: Male
Race: Human(Dunedain)
Country: Bree
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: DARK Green
Appearance: Draco is 6' even. His hair is down to about his neck, his eyes are the darkest shade of green eyes can be, and his face is unshaven and rough looking. He wears a forest green cloak with a black shirt and black pants. He wears black boots and his cloak has a hood, which he almost always wears just to freak people out(commonly used to frighten snooty hobbits). He has a sheeth on his back to carry his sword, Shadowbane. Around his neck is a silver chain with a sapphire on it. It is called the Tear of Luthien. Oh, did I mention he is missing his left arm from the shoulder.
Personality: At first many find him mysterious, rough, and dark. But in truth Draco is generally very laid back and a good guy. Fairly simple man, he does what he feels is right and tends to avoid the more complex matters of life, prefering to stick to the the simpleness of the forest. Still, there is a side to Draco that many luckily never encounter. When Draco feels the other side, something he refers to as "The Shadow", taking control he will become very intraverted and will shun people away.
Skill: Swordsmanship, curative abilities, and a clear head.
Strengths: Despite the fact that he is missing his left arm, he is still a great swordsman. His knowledge of curative herbs is common of most Dunedain, but he also tends to have some magical artifact that he picked up along his travels that he will also be able to use to heal. He is also a linguist and speaks Black Speech, Rohirrim, Dwarvish, a few phrases in Entish(only what a human tongue can manage to say), a lot of elvish, plus a special secret elvish tongue that very few know.
Weakness: Though before he lost his left arm he was a great archer, he is now practically defenseless against ranged assualts.
History: Draco was born in, believe it or not, Mordor, where his family was killed at a very young age once the Dark Lord began to take control of Mordor once again. He was found by a few traveling Rangers and taken North to Bree and the surrounding forests, where he was raised in the ways of the ranger.
After he had grown a few years older he went out on his own to learn as much as he could about Middle Earth. He traveled everywhere and learned everything he could, picking up all sorts of languages, healing methods, and battle strategies. During this time in his life he came across a burning forest full of horses. Almost all of these horses were dead except for one, the horse which he saved, a large Clydesdale whom he named Eden. After a few years of education he returned to Bree, where he was quick to learn of the second War of the Ring. He immediately went to find out how he could help, earning himself great esteem in the battle for Helm's Deep, Minas Tirith, and even the battle at the Black Gate.
During the battle for the Black Gate Draco's times became hard. Draco met a young boy named Theomere, a Rohirrim, who had snuck into the Rohan military to fight. Both of them during the battle stumbled across a large seal and accidently unleashed a great evil. An evil in the form of large wolf like creatures, whom would later be known as Trackers. Theomere and Draco were both possessed by the evil spirit that they had released, but Draco managed to control what he had been possessed by. Unfortunately, he had a rather nasty run in with a Tracker shortly after and now has a very large scar on his back.
A few years after the war Draco found a woman named Nolamere, an elvish lady who was a friend of Theomere, and presented her with Theomere's sword(Phobos) and a letter begging her to come to the Black Gates and not trust Draco. Draco and Nolamere set out on a guest to the black gates, being joined by two hobbits, Bramblerose of the Shire and Rosa of Bree, and two other elves, Fiwen and Findecanoe. After a long quest and much hardship Draco and the crew reached Theomere, who had become an entity of pure evil, completely controlled by the spirit unleashed a few years earlier. Theomere was defeated, but Rosa was nearly killed.
During that trip many things were discovered by Draco or about Draco. The first was that Draco discovered he was in love with Nolamere, and after the quest was completed the two were married and settled down. The second was that Draco, like Theomere, also had a strong entity in him. Draco was also cursed by "The Shadow" but Draco had more control. A third was that Rosa, the small hobbit of Bree, was by some odd twist of fate his younger sister.
After his marriage he left for a few years to find a potential cure for the evil side to him. He did not discover a cure, but he was given the Tear of Luthien. His love for his wife gives the jewel power, allowing him to control The Shadow as long as he is wearing it. He returned to Nolamere and the two lived happily for a few years. Then came the third great war.
During that war many were called to fight the evils of the Necromancer, and Draco was one of the many. Draco ended up playing a large role in the victory over the Necromancer, playing a sort of second in command with the men of Gondor, second only to the king. In the final battle Draco came across the Necromancer and fought him. Along side him were Menel's sister and a captain of Mirkwood. When the Necromancer tried to strike down Menel's sister Draco jumped in the way. This was how he lost his left arm. Still, the Necromancer was defeated, and Draco lived another day. He has now returned home to enjoy the rest of his life in peace and harmony.
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Post by Draco on Dec 14, 2004 15:32:42 GMT -5
w00t!!!! ;D
Okay, um, what's the symbol?
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Post by Draco on Dec 13, 2004 22:33:14 GMT -5
Um, can we allow SE???
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