folks, have a simple mobile post cos I’m too lazy to make a proper self promo right now (whoops) but you can find Thorin “Grump-Ass” Oakenshield on his own blog again over at iduzbad.tumblr.com !
Icons are still in the making, as is his bio but the rest stands as is. please do re-read the rules however... as it turns out, I’ve grown almost as grouchy as the muse with old age. ahem.
this multi will no longer be active. important heads up!
folks, have a simple mobile post cos I’m too lazy to make a proper self promo right now (whoops) but you can find Thorin “Grump-Ass” Oakenshield on his own blog again over at iduzbad.tumblr.com !
Icons are still in the making, as is his bio but the rest stands as is. please do re-read the rules however... as it turns out, I’ve grown almost as grouchy as the muse with old age. ahem.
this multi will no longer be active. important heads up!
what if I brought back my Thorin single muse blog and at least become SOMEWHAT active in the Tolkien rpc again......
I will do individual muse starter calls at some point, but for now have a very general one. muses available, ofc as usual, are Aragorn, Merry, Éomer, Bard, Fingon, Maglor, Sauron, Curufin, Pallando, Túrin, Thorin, Fíli, and Sauron. please do specifiy a muse in a quick reply to this, otherwise I’ll throw whomever at you ♡
episode seven: purgatory.
❝ So cruelly torn from this world by the swords of sinners. ❞ ❝ There are always threats. Enemies. I choose to eat with my back to the wall. ❞ ❝ Well, you do it… How hard can it be? ❞ ❝ You must not torture yourself.❞ ❝ What if the truth only brought you pain? ❞ ❝ What exactly is it that you accuse me of? ❞ ❝ All men are capable of murder! ❞ ❝ Perhaps I should run away, nobody would even notice if I was gone. ❞ ❝ So what’s keeping you awake? ❞ ❝ You shouldn’t talk that way about yourself, you’re so much more than that. ❞ ❝ It was just a dream. It’s alright, I’m here. ❞ ❝ I will stay with you in case your nightmares return. ❞ ❝ I’ll sleep better alone. ❞ ❝ A woman of your intelligence should not delude herself. ❞ ❝ There is no mercy in his heart, it is made of stone. ❞ ❝ The only comfort I have is that you now know what sort of monster you are married to. ❞ ❝ I implore you not to listen to their lies. ❞ ❝ He has locked me out of his heart. ❞ ❝ Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves. ❞ ❝ We must ensure that we have his undivided loyalty. ❞ ❝ I cannot let you go! ❞ ❝ There is no sum of money in the world large enough to make me raise a hand against this family. ❞
episode eight: epiphany.
❝ You think she is with child? ❞ ❝ I don’t think that I can ever forgive you for that. ❞ ❝ For some women, falling pregnant, it’s all too easy. ❞ ❝ You know what must be done, you always do. ❞ ❝ Do you know who the father of your child is? ❞ ❝ If you ever speak to me like that again you will be on your way to the slave market in Genoa. ❞ ❝ You always get what you want in the end. ❞ ❝ I was going to leave you. ❞ ❝ I just found him lying dead in the cells. He’s been stabbed. ❞ ❝ Many will die, blood will run through the streets and your position will be secured. ❞ ❝ Everything I have ever done has been for Florence, for you, for the greater glory of god. ❞ ❝ I would be glad to offer you my services. ❞ ❝ I am more my father than he ever was, that is why God is punishing me. ❞ ❝ Perhaps this child is an opportunity for both of us.❞ ❝ I have sins of my own. But as long as we can breathe, there is a chance that we can atone for them. ❞ ❝ I will help you. ❞ ❝ This matter is better left alone. ❞ ❝ I will marry her! ❞ ❝ A stallion may mount a donkey and get a mule, I like mules! ❞ ❝ You have not become your father, you are a better man than he ever was. ❞ ❝ You’re with child? Are you sure? ❞ ❝ It will be a boy, we’re sure of it. ❞
LOOKING FOR TOLKIEN ROLEPLAYERS? PositivelyTolkien is here to make the search a bit easier for you by gathering all the active roleplayers onto a masterlist! So, if you’re a tolkien roleplayer and wish to be added, please reblog this post and put your blog information in the tags in the following format:
STATE WHETHER YOUR MUSE IS A CANON CHARACTER OR ORIGINAL CHARACTER // STATE YOUR CHARACTER’S NAME // STATE WHICH OF TOLKIEN’S WORKS YOUR CHARACTER IS FROM OR BASED OFF OF.
example. CANON CHARACTER // ARAGORN II // THE LORD OF THE RINGS
it’s the biggest honor for a RPer when someone says they can hear your character’s voice in your roleplay.
quick reminder, muffins, that my muse page is not complete currently! the muses available on this blog are:
Sauron, Pallando, Maglor, Curufin, Fingon, Merry, Thorin, Fíli, Aragorn, Éomer, Bard, and Túrin Turambar.
always feel free to send in memes for any of these gentlemen, no matter if their pages are up yet or not.
ÉOWYN ( memorystxrs )
One could never truly prepare for war, and with refusal of almost everyone Éowyn had other concerns when she went into it. But she made it through and her brothers silence, she assumed him still upset, drew her gaze. ‘’Will you speak to me?’’ there was little to none patience, she loves her brother dearly. Yet his refusal had been ever so present as everyone elses. She finally realized she needed no ones approval. It was as much her war as anyone elses. She wanted to fight, not for war itself but for what she believed in. For what they all fought for. ‘’I did what I must.’’ but pressing him to admit he was wrong was not the time. Not now. ‘’I fought well enough, as did Merry.’’ if he would not speak, she would.
his silence indeed had deeply embedded itself between them; so thick, so TANGIBLE, it could have been cut with a knife. in the back of his mind Éomer then recounted the losses he had already suffered in his young years their parents. Théodred. their beloved uncle now too; and ahead of him lies a kingdom and a crown he is UNSURE he can yet carry. and here then sits his sister, barely conscious since a few days, demanding he’d give his blessing to her RECKLESSNESS. part of him, in this very moment, is tempted to get up and leave her behind in the Houses of Healing. find a horse, leave for a day to clear his head. another part knows he cannot afford such behaviour any longer. he is supposed to be a king now. “you almost died. is there any MORE I have to say?” low rings his voice, still laced with subtle blame.
❝ What would you do if you were in my position ❞ (with Éowyn for Merry)
meme times !! @memorystxrs
“if I were tall enough to ride my OWN horse, you mean?” stranger and stranger he is beginning to find them; the big folk, with all doors, literally, open to them. tall, strong, with proper swords hanging from their belts, whilst he has begun to learn that his dagger, SHINY as it may be, serves as nothing but a letter opener perhaps. and yet they always ask for guidance. for opinions, and help. well, some of them do. not perhaps the gloomy folk of Bree, with whom Merry has had a run-in or two in his youth, and now finds them ODD but not unfriendly. and perhaps not men such as Aragorn, who seems to know everything and more. but she does. with war looming ahead, and no sword on her belt, but family leaving for a battlefield she is not supposed to be on. much like HIM in a way, isn’t it?
and Merry hums thoughtfully; the large, hairy feet dangling in the air beside her’s so safely on the ground, while he turns a tankard in his hands. “I would fight,” then rings the HONEST reply after a moment. quiet, yet determined, as if he had given the notion too much previous thought already. “we have a duty to protect our family, don’t we? I mean, what good are we for otherwise, right?” and has that not been the reason why he had come on this QUEST in the first place? to protect Frodo?
idiot nephew being an idiot ctd with @goldenhart
“o, no worries. I do not plan on helping you.” keen is the gaze from blazing blue eyes; Thorin’s face perhaps forever somewhat grim beneath the thick beard, and yet something akin to MISCHIEF perhaps flits across his ageing features. and said gaze then flits to Kíli, forever nearby for when has anyone seen the brothers parted for too long, and he hears the muffled thud as the younger of his nephews then hits the dark head on a low hanging branch with a low, almost croaked little OW. “and neither does your brother.” arms then fold before the broad chest, the look on the dwarvenking’s face almost turning a little smug. a challenge it may have been for the youngster to climb UP the tree, and a challenge his sister, no doubt, would have endorsed, but he now places yet another challenge upon Fíli.
to come back DOWN.
“so? do you dare come down before supper, or would you rather have another five minutes to think on that? given that it is so peaceful up there.” dwarves on trees. the one place they do not BELONG, yet the one place, naturally, the boy would choose to be. some days Thorin indeed worries for the future of his kingdom.
❝ You’re in no position to judge me. ❞ ( forrr Curufin? def needs some lovin' too! )
meme times !! @cnuasach
“and yet here I am.” judging quite obviously, for no matter his own position, Curufin had ever been apt at looking down his nose at others. in this moment, with a sweetly disguised SNEER upon the dashingly beautiful face, he could indeed be confused for Fëanor himself. tall and dark, with a fire in the blue of his eyes, and the unmatched strength of a most skilled smith. and it is his father’s PRIDE too that fuels him; ever prepared to unleash his wrath, justified or not, upon anyone who dares stand in the way of a Noldorian prince. he knows who she is. fair and young, her hand promised in marriage to Oropher’s son, as far as he knows. a name that leaves an ASHEN taste upon his tongue
( coward )
much like Thingol himself. much like her too; so harsh a judgement even though this is the first time they see face to face. and a chance meeting it is, for Doriath is barred to him, and she has merely strayed too far from HOME. “tell me, how comfortable does one sleep knowing that there are those you have banished outside your borders, keeping your lands save?” for it is the Sons of Fëanor who have held the lands around Doriath for centuries then, while the good KING and his court remain hidden safely within an invisible wall of magic.
