Post by Morgoth on May 12, 2005 11:54:26 GMT 10
In honor of the marriage *ahem* of King Elessar and Queen Arwen, there is a dance. In the dance, there were some ants...
No! Stoppit! Ok... the ants died, so the floors were all shiny. That's better... I suppose.
There is a live band, conducted by none other than Mæstro Max, dressed quite lovely today in his finest black suit. The orchestra consists of the proper instrumentation, including, but not limited to, five clarinetists, three flautists, five trombonists, one tuba, and whatever else the cat drags in.
Refreshments are by the side entrance.
So, just think it's a regular old dance? Not if I have anything to do with it!
You must wear a mask, and it must cover at least half of your face! Whichever half you prefer, I won't get that nit-picky.
Other rules:
make it decent in length, don't write a book, but saying "Max is hot, giggled the crazy girl" is not sufficient.
Play nice!
That's about it. Have fun, for the love of Eru![/b]
No! Stoppit! Ok... the ants died, so the floors were all shiny. That's better... I suppose.
There is a live band, conducted by none other than Mæstro Max, dressed quite lovely today in his finest black suit. The orchestra consists of the proper instrumentation, including, but not limited to, five clarinetists, three flautists, five trombonists, one tuba, and whatever else the cat drags in.
Refreshments are by the side entrance.
So, just think it's a regular old dance? Not if I have anything to do with it!
You must wear a mask, and it must cover at least half of your face! Whichever half you prefer, I won't get that nit-picky.
Other rules:
make it decent in length, don't write a book, but saying "Max is hot, giggled the crazy girl" is not sufficient.
Play nice!
That's about it. Have fun, for the love of Eru![/b]