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Smaug_Niphredil

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#1
Roast Mutton Droog
By Smaug. R. R. Juice. (@SmaugJuice)


One fine evening, in late summer, @Finrod_Amandil , @DynoDaring , and @q220 were all gathered around their campfire in the middle of the forest outside Fennas Drunin. After an hour of discussing the build statuses, newest plugins, and the latest designer promotion, they felt like eating some roast Droog.
All of a sudden, they heard some rustling in the bushes. Dyno vanished and crept into the bushes and found @_Lord_Of_Squids_ watching them. As quickly as he could, Dyno made Squid an oathbreaker, tped him to Finrod, and got Finrod to build a cage around Squid because
we all know enforcers can't build.
"Um Squid? What do you think you are doing?" asked Dyno.
"I was only trying to 'beef' some bushes, please don't eat me Mr. Dyno, sir" replied Squid, who was quite scared.
"What is it?" asked Finrod.
"Can we cook it?" said q.
"We can try," said Dyno who is now preparing some POE-TAY-TOES to go with the Droog.
Finrod was watching the newly textured taters being cut up then he thought to himself and shouted "WAIT!" The others looked at him in confusion because Finrod never tells them to 'wait' when food is concerned. Then Finrod said the best idea he had had all day, "Why don't we sit on him, and squash him into jelly?" Both q and Dyno hated this idea. After much more arguing, they eventually decided that they would roast the Droog.
Q then uncaged the Droog and tied it to a spit over the hot fire, and they all took turns on rotating the spit. After some time, the taters had been boiled and the roasted Droog was served up. On the last bite of the hot Droog and taters, they blew on it and:

The End
 
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NicTheFifth

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#2
wow dafq was that ending, the video I mean.
 

Smaug_Niphredil

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#6
My next story, which I wrote several months ago now, is a piece of Creative Writing that I had to do as some school work. However, I only had 45 minutes to write it in, so unfortunately it ends quite quickly (and it looks longer on paper). I have based the story on a mixture of Bilbo's Party, Tom Bombadil, and place names from The Shire. The name 'Lavangaron' is my real name in Sindarin, and I would like to thank @Finrod_Amandil for helping translate it because my translation was "a bit very make-shifty."

Lavangaron's Party
By Smaug. R. R. Juice. (@SmaugJuice)

Bang! The fireworks exploded over the lake as they were reflected into the moon lit water. Everyone was amazed with them as they are every year at Lavangaron's birthday party, but they get bigger and better each time.
O! Lavangaron was a merry fellow; he would sing and dance whenever he had the time on any occasion in his bright yellow jacket and green shirt. He would always have a large grin on his face with red cheeks and big eyes.
Even Lavangaron's house was always tidy, and bright, just like himself. The house had a very large cellar for keeping the best beer in the county of Stock, which was brewed by the local tavern named “The Silver Birch.”
But, anyway, back to the party. This year, there was 144 guests and several of them were not invited, but Lavangaron didn't mind because “the more the merrier,” he would always say. There were five large tents this year, for his birthday party, and two of them were to store the food! A whole section of the tent was used for keeping the large blocks of extra mature cheese.
By the time of Lavangaron's speech, everybody was stuffed full with food that probably none of them listened to it. After the speech, the party had ended and everybody rambled back to their warm and comforting home to have a long, well deserved rest.

The End.
 

RubenPieterMark

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#7
My next story, which I wrote several months ago now, is a piece of Creative Writing that I had to do as some school work. However, I only had 45 minutes to write it in, so unfortunately it ends quite quickly (and it looks longer on paper). I have based the story on a mixture of Bilbo's Party, Tom Bombadil, and place names from The Shire. The name 'Lavangaron' is my real name in Sindarin, and I would like to thank @Finrod_Amandil for helping translate it because my translation was "a bit very make-shifty."

Lavangaron's Party
By Smaug. R. R. Juice. (@SmaugJuice)

Bang! The fireworks exploded over the lake as they were reflected into the moon lit water. Everyone was amazed with them as they are every year at Lavangaron's birthday party, but they get bigger and better each time.
O! Lavangaron was a merry fellow; he would sing and dance whenever he had the time on any occasion in his bright yellow jacket and green shirt. He would always have a large grin on his face with red cheeks and big eyes.
Even Lavangaron's house was always tidy, and bright, just like himself. The house had a very large cellar for keeping the best beer in the county of Stock, which was brewed by the local tavern named “The Silver Birch.”
But, anyway, back to the party. This year, there was 144 guests and several of them were not invited, but Lavangaron didn't mind because “the more the merrier,” he would always say. There were five large tents this year, for his birthday party, and two of them were to store the food! A whole section of the tent was used for keeping the large blocks of extra mature cheese.
By the time of Lavangaron's speech, everybody was stuffed full with food that probably none of them listened to it. After the speech, the party had ended and everybody rambled back to their warm and comforting home to have a long, well deserved rest.

The End.
Is 'The Silver Beech' a reference to the Entish word for mallorn? Nice story
 

Smaug_Niphredil

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#9
Is 'The Silver Beech' a reference to the Entish word for mallorn? Nice story
Or is it a play on the golden perch? (Perch and birch rhyme, you know)
I thought that I didn't want to use the name 'The Golden Perch' because I didn't want it to be like it was set in a real place in The Shire. I then changed Golden to Silver, and Perch to Birch. Also a Silver Birch is a type of tree:
 

ryttyr

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#10
My next story, which I wrote several months ago now, is a piece of Creative Writing that I had to do as some school work. However, I only had 45 minutes to write it in, so unfortunately it ends quite quickly (and it looks longer on paper). I have based the story on a mixture of Bilbo's Party, Tom Bombadil, and place names from The Shire. The name 'Lavangaron' is my real name in Sindarin, and I would like to thank @Finrod_Amandil for helping translate it because my translation was "a bit very make-shifty."

Lavangaron's Party
By Smaug. R. R. Juice. (@SmaugJuice)

Bang! The fireworks exploded over the lake as they were reflected into the moon lit water. Everyone was amazed with them as they are every year at Lavangaron's birthday party, but they get bigger and better each time.
O! Lavangaron was a merry fellow; he would sing and dance whenever he had the time on any occasion in his bright yellow jacket and green shirt. He would always have a large grin on his face with red cheeks and big eyes.
Even Lavangaron's house was always tidy, and bright, just like himself. The house had a very large cellar for keeping the best beer in the county of Stock, which was brewed by the local tavern named “The Silver Birch.”
But, anyway, back to the party. This year, there was 144 guests and several of them were not invited, but Lavangaron didn't mind because “the more the merrier,” he would always say. There were five large tents this year, for his birthday party, and two of them were to store the food! A whole section of the tent was used for keeping the large blocks of extra mature cheese.
By the time of Lavangaron's speech, everybody was stuffed full with food that probably none of them listened to it. After the speech, the party had ended and everybody rambled back to their warm and comforting home to have a long, well deserved rest.

The End.
A bit short maybe but I liked it nonetheless.