Six, or He Whose Name is Lost

06:36 am: My wife is... tiny.


While this is a good opportunity to act like more of a sick fuck, I'm just going to get her a stuffed rabbit and then figure out how to kill Jade and hide the body before the boss catches me.

07:33 am: Okay. One maia and a barnyard.


And what looks like a old human. Easy peasy.

*snaps up a barrier around Seven to keep her from being smited into a pile of ash, and chooses who to teleport away first*



And. Dear Este: I swear I am trying to minimize casualties. That is all. Please do not turn me into a toad or other related paraphernalia.

08:34 am: My darling wife is king.


and I really should show some active interest in her doings right now, shouldn't I?

At the very least I'll deal with her maia problem.


*gets to work in the throne room*

and before anyone asks, no, I am not queen. go away

11:56 pm:

Six: *feels sad*
Este: You want someone to feel sorry for you, talk to Nienna
Six: Wanna hurt someone ;_;
Este: Go ahead. You'll just feel it with them.
Six: wanna glare at you
Este: You can do that too. Of course, I can also make it so that you feel 10 times what your victims do when you hurt them.
Six: >.< I've been good!
Este: Just making sure we still understand each other.
Six: gah. Can't I torture criminals at least?
Este: No, you may not.
Six: what if they killed puppies or something
Este: Why don't you try rehabilitating them?
Six: You just can't rehabilitate a puppy killer
Este: You can try.
Six: ;_;
Este: *pats* You're a talented healer. Use that for something.
Six: bah *vanishes*

*goes to fill Furry Eru's head with lies*

*wonders where the hell his wife has gone and whether or not he should find the first aid kit*

06:38 pm: Have been teaching my beloved daughter (*mocks Gildor*) proper 'technique'.

All we need now is a...what's the word? Test run? Yes.

So off to the picking grounds. I wonder if I should grab Lai.

*teleports*

02:16 am: Six: Shall I let you go?
Gildor: Gimme Fu. ._.
Six: How about I teleport you to wherever you want?
Gildor: ... Gimme Fu.
( In which Gildor demands Fu a lot and Six says no and points out Fu HIS baby now. Pimpslapping occurs )


Six: *gives you Fu*
Gildor: ...!! *cuddles* :D:D:D
Six: We've replaced his normal Fu with folgers crystals. Let's see if Gildor notices
( In which Gildor threatens suicide )



Gildor: *grieves to death*
Six: *violates corpse*
Gildor: *complains to Este*
Este: *gropes Gildor*
( In which 'Este' makes a guest appearence and Gildor realizes that he really is the world's bitch )



Gildor: ... SIX
Six: Hello, cupcake
Gildor: ;____;
( In which Six and Gildor argue plans and Six gets fed up )

OUR EPIC CONCLUSION

Gildor: We should strike a deal.
Six: mm?
Gildor: Gimme Fu, and then you can run away and in a fit of rage Seven will kill herself, then we can kidnap her father and make him our lapdog and Fu will become a queen the end. :D
Six: A beautiful thought. How about I dump you with a bunch of angry Rohirrim with a "hot little filly" sign stapled to your back?
Gildor: ... Gimme Fu.
Six: *goes with the hot little filly sign idea*
Gildor: ;_; Don'tyouloveme?
Gildor: Even a little?
Six: Byeeee
Gildor: NO DAMN YOU
Six: *teleports off*
Gildor: ... *SOBS*
BIG ROHIRRIM #1: Hey there, sugar :D
Gildor: ... This is not happening.

and they all lived happily ever after. Especially Gildor the pretty little pony :D

02:23 am:

Six: *pounces Seven*
Seven: o.o hi
Six: I love you :D
Seven: What do you want?
Six: Nothing, actually. Just felt like saying it
Seven: *looks at Six as if he's nuts* uh-huh...
Six: *nuzzle*
Seven: *pet*
Six: I healed the elf again >.>
Seven: *blink* Which Elf? And why? They're not worth your time.
Six: the redhaired one. And part of my plan of making what I'm doing to his pet easterling somewhat with his consent?
Seven: Just kill him. That will make it much easier
Six: I'm hoping the Easterling does, really
Seven: You think he will? Why? I thought he was a goodie-no-harm like the Elf
Six: When he thinks the elf is on his side.
Seven: ...oh. I like this plan.
Six: :D *pride*
Seven: *pets again* Sometimes, you almost seem to have a brain. It's kind of nice
Six: I have my moments
Seven: Few and far apart, but they are there

In case anyone really wants to know what I'm up to lately.

10:08 pm: Okay, I've got him.

Now what?

09:16 am: My wife has started passing out and going transparent. After a panic attack oh so cleverly disguised as complaining about my socks being missing, I remembered whose maia I am. Problem located and found. Plus my socks. Maia-ing's easier with socks.

So. Healing and finding a solution. :D I wonder if I can convince her it's elf cooties doing this.

03:17 am: Uh.

I lost the elf.

I don't really want to talk about it.

08:30 pm: *hums cheerfully and ties up the easterling*

Seven? Darling? My lady? Look what I caught.

09:55 pm: *silently appears on a treestump behind Gildor*

*pelts the back of his head with pebbles*

Oy, elf!

02:20 am: *appears on the beach near dol amroth and looks around*

*glares at a swan edging towards him, sending it off honking*

Salt air. *sniffs* And bird shit.

*adjusts the neckline of his shirt to make sure the scars are still visible, darkens a bruise and walks off to the wooded area and the elves camp, avoiding making any footprints in the sand*

08:40 pm: *looks down and runs a hand down the scars and bruises Seven gave him*

*sighs and pulls some clean clothes on*

*looks himself over in the mirror*

*holds a finger up to the collar and traces a burn down the shirt and tears that part off, to get a wider collar and show one of the nastier scars*

There.

*teleports back to Seven*

09:34 am:

Six: *nuzzles Gildor* Hello there. remember me?
Gildor: You're the snakey jeweler. Hi. *pets*
Six: Like my gift?
Gildor: Sparkly. Yes. After I established that it wasn't going to kill me, I mean.
Six: I'm just a drama queen. Sorry
Gildor: *pat* 's alright.
Six: Your little elf friends thought I was here to kidnap you.
Gildor: Understandably so.
Six: Well, I'd just finished healing him. *frowns and curls up against Gildor* Would I kidnap you and hand you back to Seven? *looks up*
Gildor: ... I don't know. Would you? *gives you a suspicious look*
Six: In a heartbeat. If I thought it would have a point
Gildor: *grumbles indignantly*
Six: *pets* Don't worry. I don't think it would.
Gildor: Good.
Gildor: *shifty look*
Six: mmm? *traces a finger on Gildor's necklace*
Gildor: *nuzzles*
Six: *reaches up behind Gildor's neck and rests his hand there, placing a small enchantment on the chain of the necklace* *leans up and kisses* So. You seem to have recovered well.
Gildor: Aye, I have. *kisses* Sort of, anyway.
Six: Good. I was worried about you. They got you before I was done.
Gildor: Mmhmm. *snuggles up to you quietly and starts to fall asleep*
Six: *pets Gildor* I guess I can pull the disappearing act once you've woken up

I'm very polite and well-behaved, aren't I? *smirks*

01:18 am: *drops back in cradling Gildor, still a bit pale from bloodloss*

good elfy. You're a wonderful patient when you aren't demanding such things as freedom or a light cuddle.

*walks into the cave*

Seeeeeeeeeven. I'm home.

And there's two elves in the bushes waiting to see you. Should I go make tea?


I'm kidding. They were probably bunnies. I mix the two up a lot.

02:33 am:

Gildor: I'M INSULTED.
Gildor: It's not MY fault if she needs boiling.
Six: man. She was complaining about something being in her. Maybe your jizz was acidic or something
Six: ...it could happen
Gildor: ....
Six: *nuzzles Gildor*
Gildor: ;_; AAiieieiee....
Six: *braids Gildor's hair*
Gildor: *oblivious* *eyetwitch*
Six: Oh stop that. I'm not going to rape you.
Gildor: *clings* ;_;
Six: good elf. *pets* You want something to eat?
Gildor: Fooooddd
Six: *pats Gildor on the head and bustles off, coming back with a plate of fruits*
Gildor: *eats absentmindedly*
Six: And how's the little elf?
Gildor: Traumatized. o_o
Six: Oh? *plays with Gildor's hair* Why?
Gildor: that.
Six: One little case of being raped. I bet after the eighth you'll hardly notice
Gildor: You're going to do it again? LEtmegoletmego *sobs*
Six: I'm not going to do it again. I didn't do it yet. Seven's a busy little girl, though
Gildor: ... You know, I think I'd be willing to have sex with you, just because you feed me.
Six: the elves *are* easy
Gildor: Shut up ;_; *beats*
Six: *grabs* bad elf
Gildor: *cute look*
Six: *smack*
Gildor: *smacks back*
Six: *growls*
Gildor: *shags*
Six: ...damn easy elf
Gildor: ... :D
Six: Finish your fruit. I've got to go back to tending to Seven
Gildor: ;_; *nibbles the fruit sadly*

I'm so nice to people's pets. I wonder if he'd need a sleeping basket, or a chewtoy.

07:04 pm: *twists his shirt around to get some water out*

Hobbits really need swimming lessons.

*appears beside Seven and rests his head on her shoulder* Well, he's sort of pretty. Could use a bit of a bath.

Miss me?

05:10 pm: it's magically delicious and I washed it first too
*leaves a package for Seven*




Bon appétit.

03:38 am: Eight: *glancing at six's post* Depraved crab louse
Six: *grope*
Eight: *guts*
Eight: You see - the problem with Seven is that he won't get to the point.
Six: o_o what now? *bleeds*
Eight: Don't threaten - do.
Six: She wants my body
Eight: I'm sure he does.
Six: What is this 'he'? Am I in for a nasty surprise?
Eight: You'll have beautiful wraithlings...
Six: You're doing that thing where you make snide comments and I miss them, aren't you
Eight: Yes. But since you miss them, no harm is done hmm?
Six: you are a very hurtful man ;_; but you were abused as a child and got called 'the unclean' so you're just acting out for attention
Six: I WILL PROVIDE YOU WITH THE LOVE YOU CRAVE
Eight: Humm... why don't you save yourself the trouble and provide Seven with the "Love I Crave". I'm sure she'll appreciate it more.
Six: someone needs a hug!
Eight: ... Someone needs three broken ribs and a concussion.