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by Alatar Maia » Mon Mar 05, 2012 8:43 am
Okay, so this is basically a thread where the members are doing their own version of The Fellowship and all the other books. So, I can start the story and then someone else can continue it with what they think should happen. But we NEED TO KEEP IT ALONG THE ORIGINAL STORYLINES. Thanks to Cap'nAlexParker for giving me the idea in the first place.
Chapter 1-Shire
Merry and Pippin were sitting by the Brandybuck River when Pipin said, "Hey. Merry!"
"What, Pippin?"
"D'you want to get some mushrooms from Farmer Maggot's field?"
"Ooh, yes! His are the best!"
and they set off.
I am just starting with a little bit because I don't know if anyone else will post
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by Triptune » Mon Mar 05, 2012 8:48 am
Alatar, I just set up another thread for this same purpose right before you did. Lady and I have decided to use mine for collab and your's for the actual writing. Is that ok?
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by Meriadoc Brandybuck » Mon Mar 05, 2012 8:48 am
Let's use this one for the story and the other for discussing and brainstorming it.

Theoden wrote:Where now are the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the harp on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the deadwood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
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by Meriadoc Brandybuck » Mon Mar 05, 2012 9:17 am
Pippin and Merry crept along through the reeds at the edge of the riverbank until the ground under their feet turned from mud to tilled soil. The reeds became cornstalks, and they scrambled over the dirty white fence at the edge of the field.
"Pip, get the bag. I spy me some nice carrots over there."
"And cabbages!" Pippin exclaimed, trying to whisper.
Merry grinned mischievously and led him through the rustling stalks to the little garden patch.

Theoden wrote:Where now are the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the harp on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the deadwood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
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by Meriadoc Brandybuck » Mon Mar 05, 2012 9:33 am
Feel free to continue it...

Theoden wrote:Where now are the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the harp on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the deadwood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
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by Triptune » Tue Mar 06, 2012 11:57 am
The mud seeped between the friend's toes. A semidistant growling of a dog put thier march to a temporary standstill.
Although the Brandybucks and Tooks are awful sneakers, that won't keep them from trying. After the menacing growl died away, the two conspirators continued their march through the cornstalks. The dirt muffled footsteps amazingly well, and Farmer Maggot's dirt is surprisingly soft and fertile.
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by Meriadoc Brandybuck » Thu Mar 15, 2012 6:22 pm
"Did you hear that, Merry?" Pippin whispered urgently.
"Yes Pip, so we'd best hurry now." Merry replied as the recently faded growl became a howl and then several howls. He handed Pippin a bag and began hastily stuffing carrots into his own. Pippin scrambled through the neat dirt rows, shoveling random vegetables into the bag. The howls increased in frequency and soon the pair could hear the dogs coming, crashing through the cornfield and cutting off the way they had come. "Run Merry, run!" Pippin exclaimed, still trying to express himself quietly. The two hobbits took off, tearing through a different field, one they hadn't been through before. This field was one of wheat, and they didn't have much interest in the grains. Trampling stalks this way and that, Merry and Pippin flew through the dirt in record time. Despite their quick pace, the heavy bags slowed them down and the dogs bounded ever closer, howling as they came.

Theoden wrote:Where now are the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the harp on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the deadwood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
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by Meriadoc Brandybuck » Thu Mar 22, 2012 11:05 am
Alatar Maia wrote:sorry... haven't posted on my own forum and I'm kind of rushed right now. I will later
Ok, great!

Theoden wrote:Where now are the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the harp on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the deadwood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
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