First things first:
Of course i do not owe orlando, lotr and the rest of this gang, except jamie, um... freddy....um... and few other people and things i don't recall right now.
And of course it is PG-13
Okay u people!!! I've decided to do it!! I'm scared like hell but screw it. Sorry for my trash language but i am really nervous right now (and trembling like a little faint leaf on the wind...) and it's because of what i am going to do. Do not worry. It's nothing horrible... actually, u'll decide 'bout that. I am here a little while, and i've read many many maaaaany of your great stories, and i finally decided maybe i should try myself.... of course mine cannot compare with yours... (okay, u've probably noticed i have an extremaly low self-esteem, so please... be gentle...
) but here it is. Like it or not- let me know. I'd like to know if there's any sense in it.
I am writing this thingy for some time and just wanted to shere it with u, my fellowshipy mates!! So, i really hope u like it, but also please be honest. 'k? And now, after this 'short' introduction.....
part 1
'Okay, Orlando! Show me what you've got!' Jamie approached a dark-haired guy who was standing in the middle of a large clearning with a sporting bow in his hands. Some feets in front of him there was a huge black bull (not real for the sake of the very archer ) with a few arrows sticking out from his butt and a few more from the ground.
'Oh, hey! I thought you wouldn't make it.' The archer turned his head towards the skipping happily girl and sent her a wide smile that exposed two rows of perfect snow- white teeth. If only the sun was stronger Jamie would probably get blind from their glitter.
'You kidding me?! i would never miss it! Besides someone's spreading the rumour you're almost as good as Robin Hood himself.' Jamie patted Orlando playfully on the arm and blinked at him with a cheeky grin.
'Mwahaha! Very funny. You try to become the best archer of the whole Middle Earth in a few days!' Orlando frowned and tried to push his bow into Jamie's hands. 'If you're such a smart a$$ you try!'
'Stop whinning!' Jamie pushed the bow back to Orlando. 'It doesn't suit the Prince of Mirkwood to act like a spoiled brat. More dignity! Grab the damn bow and impress me! that's why I came here in the first place, right?'
She stepped a little backwards clapping her hands as if she was some old stiff French ballet teacher instructing her pupil and cried with an exaggerated accent, 'Un, deux, tRRRois, ORRRlando!! Streighten your back, bent your knees-'
'Could you please be quiet for a one short moment? I need to focus here!' Orlando looked at Jamie pretending he's annoyed. At least she hoped he was pretending.
'Okay, okay, champ. I am quiet. I won't say a word. From now on not even one small syllabe will leave my mouth. See! I'm locking them up and throwing the key away...' Jamie made a gesture as if she was really throwing something and clenching her lips tight looked innocently at Orlando. He was already preparing to the shot, but once again lowered the bow and turned to Jamie.
'Jamie!! If you don't stop right now I'll tie you to that damn bull and use as my target!'
Jamie looked at him with a fake start. 'you wouldn't dare...'
'Try me.' Orlando's lips curved in a very mean smirk. Two little horns growing on the top of his head were almost visible.
'You're evil! You're pure evil!! You are no Prince of Mirkwood! You're one of Sauron's servants!' Jamie cried in terror covering her mouth with her hands to gain even more dramatic effect. Then she stormed towards madly laughing Orlando, sparks of directed anger dancing in her green eyes. 'What have you done with that pure innocent creature, you bastard??!!??' Jamie ran across Orlando with impet. He dropped the bow and they both fell to the ground.
Okay, that's all for now. I shyly ask what u think about it. Tell me! tell me!! wanna know!! Or not... or maybe... i dunno... yea, tell me! * sitting in my chair biting my finger nails * can't stand the tension!!!!! Need a walk.....J J
Of course i do not owe orlando, lotr and the rest of this gang, except jamie, um... freddy....um... and few other people and things i don't recall right now.
And of course it is PG-13
Okay u people!!! I've decided to do it!! I'm scared like hell but screw it. Sorry for my trash language but i am really nervous right now (and trembling like a little faint leaf on the wind...) and it's because of what i am going to do. Do not worry. It's nothing horrible... actually, u'll decide 'bout that. I am here a little while, and i've read many many maaaaany of your great stories, and i finally decided maybe i should try myself.... of course mine cannot compare with yours... (okay, u've probably noticed i have an extremaly low self-esteem, so please... be gentle...
) but here it is. Like it or not- let me know. I'd like to know if there's any sense in it.I am writing this thingy for some time and just wanted to shere it with u, my fellowshipy mates!! So, i really hope u like it, but also please be honest. 'k? And now, after this 'short' introduction.....
part 1
'Okay, Orlando! Show me what you've got!' Jamie approached a dark-haired guy who was standing in the middle of a large clearning with a sporting bow in his hands. Some feets in front of him there was a huge black bull (not real for the sake of the very archer
) with a few arrows sticking out from his butt and a few more from the ground.'Oh, hey! I thought you wouldn't make it.' The archer turned his head towards the skipping happily girl and sent her a wide smile that exposed two rows of perfect snow- white teeth. If only the sun was stronger Jamie would probably get blind from their glitter.
'You kidding me?! i would never miss it! Besides someone's spreading the rumour you're almost as good as Robin Hood himself.' Jamie patted Orlando playfully on the arm and blinked at him with a cheeky grin.
'Mwahaha! Very funny. You try to become the best archer of the whole Middle Earth in a few days!' Orlando frowned and tried to push his bow into Jamie's hands. 'If you're such a smart a$$ you try!'
'Stop whinning!' Jamie pushed the bow back to Orlando. 'It doesn't suit the Prince of Mirkwood to act like a spoiled brat. More dignity! Grab the damn bow and impress me! that's why I came here in the first place, right?'
She stepped a little backwards clapping her hands as if she was some old stiff French ballet teacher instructing her pupil and cried with an exaggerated accent, 'Un, deux, tRRRois, ORRRlando!! Streighten your back, bent your knees-'
'Could you please be quiet for a one short moment? I need to focus here!' Orlando looked at Jamie pretending he's annoyed. At least she hoped he was pretending.
'Okay, okay, champ. I am quiet. I won't say a word. From now on not even one small syllabe will leave my mouth. See! I'm locking them up and throwing the key away...' Jamie made a gesture as if she was really throwing something and clenching her lips tight looked innocently at Orlando. He was already preparing to the shot, but once again lowered the bow and turned to Jamie.
'Jamie!! If you don't stop right now I'll tie you to that damn bull and use as my target!'
Jamie looked at him with a fake start. 'you wouldn't dare...'
'Try me.' Orlando's lips curved in a very mean smirk. Two little horns growing on the top of his head were almost visible.
'You're evil! You're pure evil!! You are no Prince of Mirkwood! You're one of Sauron's servants!' Jamie cried in terror covering her mouth with her hands to gain even more dramatic effect. Then she stormed towards madly laughing Orlando, sparks of directed anger dancing in her green eyes. 'What have you done with that pure innocent creature, you bastard??!!??' Jamie ran across Orlando with impet. He dropped the bow and they both fell to the ground.
Okay, that's all for now. I shyly ask what u think about it. Tell me! tell me!! wanna know!! Or not... or maybe... i dunno... yea, tell me! * sitting in my chair biting my finger nails * can't stand the tension!!!!! Need a walk.....J J
...i don't know half of you half as well as i should like; and i like less than half of you half as well as you diserve...
)
uhuh!
and we finelly have sth that's connected with our orli- the pirate- boy!!!!
