Ah, Middlearth Online. I can picture it now…
The grey-robed, grey-bearded wizard, hunched over his aging horse, stopped at the babbling brook near the Shire. To the casual eye, he wished merely to visit his old friend, a hobbit of some experience who lived in a comfortable hobbit-hole on the edge of town. Yet something weighed heavily on his mind.
Orcs, the plague of the Eastern frontier. Worse: The Uruk-hai, who were thought to have disappeared with Saruman, had been sighted. Were the reports reliable? His powers reduced to a fraction of their zenith, he now needed the help of the most humble of creatures.
The horse drank its fill. The human led it to the center of the village and tied it to a post. His ears perked up at a familiar voice.
frodo12:> n e 1 avail 2 pl me pst
TheRealRaistlinMajere shouts:>cRaFtInG sUpPlIeS hAlF vEnDoR cOsT mEeT bY nEw TaVeRn
RedSoxFan:>why did u go hob they got flaced in the last patch
xxAragornxx:> DUDE U R SO GAY
frodo12:>stfu
TheRealRaistlinMajere shouts:>cRaFtInG sUpPlIeS hAlF vEnDoR cOsT mEeT bY nEw TaVeRn
frodo12:>lol
frodo12:>u r the gay 1
xxAragornxx:>NO U R GAY MY FELOSHIP CAN BEET UR GAY FELOSHIP N E DAY
TheRealRaistlinMajere shouts:>cRaFtInG sUpPlIeS hAlF vEnDoR cOsT mEeT bY nEw TaVeRn
RedSoxFan:>lol
PwnUrButt shouts:>what does shelob drop is it worth it
That sound you hear is JRR Tolkien rolling over in his grave.
(Post originally by theSparkle @ the matrix online…”Thanks, folks. It was more or less original, but the idea for it came during an EQOA session when we were discussing the same thing, and the source was my good friend Chant. Who, coincidentally, caused milk to shoot from my nose when he came up with it.” Props to him.)