Imazeetu Theatre Presents...
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zhieSome of you have already seen this, for those who have not...
I'm a slasher and a hetter, and I was doing a little impromptu slashing in an area usually reserved for hetting, I suppose that might be the best way to explain things. Yes, this relates to the 'Proud to be a Zee' icons for those still trying to buy a vowel on those. Anyhow... for more in silliness...
Now that you bring it up, you know who IS very good looking?
From what I'm told, Gamling is one hot man of Rohan. I got this first hand from Glorfindel, who just loves to ride on over to the horse country now and again, just to have a chance to, you know, catch up on things, find out 'what news of the mark' and all that. Oh, and also to play tongue twister with dear Gamling.. many people call Gamling 'old', but Glorfindel, well, he likes to say that Gamling is merely 'experienced'.
It's so cute watching the two of them... Glorfindel sitting on Gamlings lap back behind the stables, the two of them sharing old war stories, showing each other new mounting and riding techniques...
Manlove. It's a beautiful thing. *sniffle, tear*
- - -
You know what shocks me? That Glorfindel would actually be interested in a man- with a beard, no less! But he and Gamling really seem made for one another... the way their mouths fit together, tongues gliding playfully, becoming more and more forceful as they fight for dominance.
It's quite exciting to watch, really. Sometimes, late at night, by the fires in the halls of Meduseld, one might catch them in a corner, caressing one another by the flicker of the flames. Mmmm... delicious.
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OH NO! THIS JUST IN! IF YOU USE CAPITAL LETTERS, YOU MUST BE A ZEE!
ALSO JUST IN - GAMLING LIKES TO SPANK GLORFINDEL WHILE ASKING HIM 'WHO'S YOUR DADDY, LITTLE ELFLING?' OH, I KNOW, IT SEEMS SO OOC, BUT THEN, WHAT HAPPENS IN ROHAN STAYS IN ROHAN, OR SO THEY SAY. GLORFINDEL LIKES IT ROUGH, AND AFTER A LONG DAY OF HARD RIDING, GAMLING GIVES IT TO HIM GOOD. SO GOOD, THEY CAN HEAR HIM MOANING ALL THE WAY BACK IN ITHILIEN. DETAILS AT ELEVEN.
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Glorfindel. He realized that his time with Gamling was limited, not only due to the fact that Gamling is mortal, but also because he knew there love was not meant to be.
There is only one true love for Glorfindel.
Haldir.
A fellow warrior, imagine if you can, these two sexy blond ellin, hair tangled in the aftermath of their lovemaking. Panting in the green grass of Lorien, watching as the sun sets before once more renewing the love they have for one another by joining together, bound by both mind and body. Their passionate cries echo over the land, and peace once more comes to their souls.
Tune in next time, dear reader, for the fate of Gamling the Old, and for even more pleasurable surprises...
Yours, forever and always,
-Zee of the Midwest
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yes, one thing more...
I forgot to mention how it was that Gamling and Glorfindel came to make the decision that no longer should they be together. No longer should they make mad love in the stables of Rohan, their sweat-covered bodies clinging to one another in the drifts of fresh hay. No longer would they cry out the name of the other as trembling bodies gave way to such carnal pleasures. No longer would King Eomer awaken to the sounds of 'Yes, yes, oh, by the Valar, yes, Gamling, take me harder! Harder! Take me! Ride me! Yes!' whenever a small party of elves came to visit from Imladris.
Ah... I suppose you'd like to know why one will no longer happen upon a naked horse lord sliding his slick member into the well-prepared entrance of the golden balrog slayer as the latter leans over, gripping the sides of the water trough? Yes, well... it had something to do with a squirrel. I'm rather vague on the details...
- - -
It's very possible that the reason she forgot to log on was that she was being told about the fate of dear Gamling.
Last time, dear readers, you will recall that our two lords in love, Glorfindel and Gamling, parted ways. Yet, we know of what became of the Lord of the Golden Flower, safe in the arms of Captain Haldir. But what of yonder horse lord?
Whilest on patrol alone on the outskirts of Rohan, our dear rider was amazed to find a very strange man, apparently lost. He babbled incoherently for a while, but soon began to come to understand the language spoken by Gamling.
After some time, the two were able to communicate, Gamling speaking of his life in Rohan and his new friend speaking of his cat named Spot. The man, who called himself an Android (something never sung of by the Ents and equally baffling to Eru Himself)and explained how he arrived, but Gamling couldn't understand a single word of it.
Instead, they got drunk (well, Gamling got drunk; Data just drank), got naked, and got it on. There's just nothing in the universe like making love to someone who is fully functional in every way. EVERY way, dear readers, EVERY WAY.
You might run into them sometime, two riders on the plains of Rohan. Gamling upon his horse, and Data riding his horse named Spot. Love - it's a beautiful thing.
Tune in next time, dear readers, when Imazeetu Theatre presents 'Tales from the Holodeck: An Android and his Man'. Thank you, and goodnight.
I'm a slasher and a hetter, and I was doing a little impromptu slashing in an area usually reserved for hetting, I suppose that might be the best way to explain things. Yes, this relates to the 'Proud to be a Zee' icons for those still trying to buy a vowel on those. Anyhow... for more in silliness...
Now that you bring it up, you know who IS very good looking?
From what I'm told, Gamling is one hot man of Rohan. I got this first hand from Glorfindel, who just loves to ride on over to the horse country now and again, just to have a chance to, you know, catch up on things, find out 'what news of the mark' and all that. Oh, and also to play tongue twister with dear Gamling.. many people call Gamling 'old', but Glorfindel, well, he likes to say that Gamling is merely 'experienced'.
It's so cute watching the two of them... Glorfindel sitting on Gamlings lap back behind the stables, the two of them sharing old war stories, showing each other new mounting and riding techniques...
Manlove. It's a beautiful thing. *sniffle, tear*
- - -
You know what shocks me? That Glorfindel would actually be interested in a man- with a beard, no less! But he and Gamling really seem made for one another... the way their mouths fit together, tongues gliding playfully, becoming more and more forceful as they fight for dominance.
It's quite exciting to watch, really. Sometimes, late at night, by the fires in the halls of Meduseld, one might catch them in a corner, caressing one another by the flicker of the flames. Mmmm... delicious.
- - -
OH NO! THIS JUST IN! IF YOU USE CAPITAL LETTERS, YOU MUST BE A ZEE!
ALSO JUST IN - GAMLING LIKES TO SPANK GLORFINDEL WHILE ASKING HIM 'WHO'S YOUR DADDY, LITTLE ELFLING?' OH, I KNOW, IT SEEMS SO OOC, BUT THEN, WHAT HAPPENS IN ROHAN STAYS IN ROHAN, OR SO THEY SAY. GLORFINDEL LIKES IT ROUGH, AND AFTER A LONG DAY OF HARD RIDING, GAMLING GIVES IT TO HIM GOOD. SO GOOD, THEY CAN HEAR HIM MOANING ALL THE WAY BACK IN ITHILIEN. DETAILS AT ELEVEN.
- - -
Glorfindel. He realized that his time with Gamling was limited, not only due to the fact that Gamling is mortal, but also because he knew there love was not meant to be.
There is only one true love for Glorfindel.
Haldir.
A fellow warrior, imagine if you can, these two sexy blond ellin, hair tangled in the aftermath of their lovemaking. Panting in the green grass of Lorien, watching as the sun sets before once more renewing the love they have for one another by joining together, bound by both mind and body. Their passionate cries echo over the land, and peace once more comes to their souls.
Tune in next time, dear reader, for the fate of Gamling the Old, and for even more pleasurable surprises...
Yours, forever and always,
-Zee of the Midwest
- - -
yes, one thing more...
I forgot to mention how it was that Gamling and Glorfindel came to make the decision that no longer should they be together. No longer should they make mad love in the stables of Rohan, their sweat-covered bodies clinging to one another in the drifts of fresh hay. No longer would they cry out the name of the other as trembling bodies gave way to such carnal pleasures. No longer would King Eomer awaken to the sounds of 'Yes, yes, oh, by the Valar, yes, Gamling, take me harder! Harder! Take me! Ride me! Yes!' whenever a small party of elves came to visit from Imladris.
Ah... I suppose you'd like to know why one will no longer happen upon a naked horse lord sliding his slick member into the well-prepared entrance of the golden balrog slayer as the latter leans over, gripping the sides of the water trough? Yes, well... it had something to do with a squirrel. I'm rather vague on the details...
- - -
It's very possible that the reason she forgot to log on was that she was being told about the fate of dear Gamling.
Last time, dear readers, you will recall that our two lords in love, Glorfindel and Gamling, parted ways. Yet, we know of what became of the Lord of the Golden Flower, safe in the arms of Captain Haldir. But what of yonder horse lord?
Whilest on patrol alone on the outskirts of Rohan, our dear rider was amazed to find a very strange man, apparently lost. He babbled incoherently for a while, but soon began to come to understand the language spoken by Gamling.
After some time, the two were able to communicate, Gamling speaking of his life in Rohan and his new friend speaking of his cat named Spot. The man, who called himself an Android (something never sung of by the Ents and equally baffling to Eru Himself)and explained how he arrived, but Gamling couldn't understand a single word of it.
Instead, they got drunk (well, Gamling got drunk; Data just drank), got naked, and got it on. There's just nothing in the universe like making love to someone who is fully functional in every way. EVERY way, dear readers, EVERY WAY.
You might run into them sometime, two riders on the plains of Rohan. Gamling upon his horse, and Data riding his horse named Spot. Love - it's a beautiful thing.
Tune in next time, dear readers, when Imazeetu Theatre presents 'Tales from the Holodeck: An Android and his Man'. Thank you, and goodnight.
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Date: 2006-02-08 12:24 am (UTC)Thanks God my kids do not read well enough in English... I had a hard time explaining the laughter and hicups...
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Date: 2007-01-07 11:21 pm (UTC)again.
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