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Dec. 2nd, 2015 11:43 pm
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 *In Tolkien's tale it took all Melkor's balrogs to beat back Ungoliant, A world or two away, however, the Mother of Spiders was just a bit faster and snatched him up before he could scream for help. Which is why the Great Enemy of all free peoples is currently hanging half out of Her maw, a great tongue soaking his legs with saliva and venom as She sucks at him like a giant, squirmy jawbreaker.

*If he doesn't talk fast, She'll probably gulp him down in a minute of two. If he's very lucky She'll spit out his armor first; less lucky and he'll have to wait for Her stomach acid to eat through it before succumbing. If he really, really isn't lucky She won't swallow him until he passes out from exhaustion, which can take a long time indeed for such as he. And Ungoliant has been known to play with Her food . . .

*But perhaps that's a good thing. There's really no other reason that She would listen to what dinner has to say.*

Date: 2015-12-06 05:09 am (UTC)
the_flame_imperishable: (a spirit wasteful and pitiless)
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[ What a surprise! The big spider expected payment for her services in destroying the Two Trees! And on top of that, SHE WAS NOT PREPARED TO TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER. Well, hey. Now he is in a fix. Melkor sighs with exasperation, but continues to hang out of the arachnid's mouth with an expression on his face that could be described as arch, or maybe just bland. ]

Ah. . .I hate to say it, Ungoliant, but this isn't doing anything for me. I mean, I appreciate that you're trying and all. . . [ Trails off with a trace of masculine smugness. ]

What say we pause for a cigarette? [ Brilliant smile. ]
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Date: 2015-12-06 08:27 am (UTC)
the_flame_imperishable: (a sea of turbulent sound)
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[ He scrunches up his face involuntarily and giggles and tries to grab at his ribs when she replies. That tongue is bad enough, but when those monstrous arachnid lips are slipping and sliding while trying to mumble words around him, it causes an excruciating sensation. ] Yikes! That TICKLES!

If you're gonna bite my legs off, of COURSE I'm going to flirt. It might be my last flirtation ever.

Actually, you're kind of cute when you mush your words because you're talking with your mouth full.

[ And he laughs with a kind of wry, maniacal humor. ]

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You have to let me out. I can't talk to the waves from inside the citadel of you.

Date: 2015-12-12 09:51 pm (UTC)
the_flame_imperishable: (a spirit wasteful and pitiless)
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If you please, Ungoliant, lean down, so that I may whisper as close to the water as possible. Else the waves will not capture this speaking and bear my words to the Far West.

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the_flame_imperishable: (Melkor hath made war upon thy province)
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[ They come down to a lower place in the hills to observe the commotion from close enough to see with god-sight and hear with god-hearing -- but not close enough to be in danger of being percieved by the Elves who mill about on the landing next to the water that shines with fire-reflections. Melkor leans on Ungoliant's fang and watches, head tilted in puzzlement and then in smug surprise. ]

Oho! It's the madman, Feanor!
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Date: 2015-12-26 02:26 pm (UTC)
the_flame_imperishable: (a sea of turbulent sound)
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Indeed he does, and indeed it is.

[ He feels in his pocket for the last remaining Silmaril, which is wrapped in one of his mailed gloves. He's not actually sure whether Ungoliant is aware that she didn't swallow it and that he has it, but he is not going to bring up the matter at the moment. Later, he'll have to, because he intends to stand on a height and flash the jewel as a sign to whatever idiot Nienna sends. The jewel will be bait. If it's Tulkas, the word idiot is really apt, although dolt would be better. If it's anybody else. . . well, it may take some doing to trick him or her. But right now, the only dolt on the scene is is Feanor, and he's definitely not getting anywhere near the jewel.]

He's here to make war on me. [ Mean laugh. ] When he gets through turning those Teleri ships into ash and charcoal, I'll bet he starts marching inland -- looking for me. Hmmmm. I wonder what would happen if I just didn't show up? He'd be SO disappointed.
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Oh, well. . .I suppose even gods have to have limits. [ He draws the line at cannibalism. A bit reluctantly. ]

[ Melkor is aware of how much rides on Nienna actually sending somebody to "rescue" him. He has no desire to make the experiment as to how much longer he can last than the Noldor who were on the menu tonight. ]

Okay, to business. Considering as how that idiot down there decided to set a really impressive beacon fire, I suppose any god who comes over the strait will head for this area. So, I would say, let us set the trap right up there in that ravine we descended in order to get here.

[ It has high, narrow sides. And down in the deep gulch, it is black as pitch at night, and shadowy even in the daytime. ]
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the_flame_imperishable: (Melkor hath made war upon thy province)
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Oh good.

No, I'll just hang on. I'm a god, after all. I have a god's grip. [ He grins. ]

[ He scrambles up on her back and chooses a good place to hang on tight. ] Ready to go?

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[ Oromë looks up at the horrific mouth and into the dreadful multiple eyes. But never let it be said that the hunter god is not courageous in the face of annihilation. ]

Oromë: Save your condemnation for this traitor, here! -- Melkor! He betrayed his brother and sister gods for the sake of those same Silmarils.

[ His magnificent white horse, Nahar, is somehow less tangled that his rider is, and in a panic he kicks free and plunges between the rocks and gallops out of the ravine. ]

[ Melkor gives the escaping horse scarcely a glance. He snickers at Oromë's comment. ] My my, somebody's not happy with me.
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[ It is indeed a disturbing smile, on the vast spider's awesome and awful face. Even Morgoth is disturbed by it, although he'll never let that show. ]

Okay, greed is good. We're in agreement on that one.

Say. . . what did you say, just a little while ago? You think this Moon used to be a fruit or a flower of one of the Trees. . . something like that?

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the_flame_imperishable: (visible form dark and terrible)
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[ Melkor gives her a quick wave and calls out to her in a low voice. ] I'll meet you back at the webs in a few minutes, okay? Got some business to take care of.

[ And then he considers the problem of the remaining Elves. He folds his arms and taps his bicep with the fingers of he opposite hand, thinking hard. Then he unfolds his arms and starts walking towards Fingolfin. When he gets near, he sits down on a rock, so as not to seem any more threatening than he has to, considering he's the Dark Lord and is really pretty scary-looking. He does't react when the tall blazing-eyed second son of Finwë lifts his sword and prepares to die fighting.]

Look, Fingolfin. . . put that down, I'm not here to kill you or your family. Sorry about the spider. I'm just here to give you some advice. You see that gap in the hills, to the south? [ He turns and gestures to the dark line in the distance, where the First of Drengist indents the coastline and runs up the continent, into the interior of Hithlum, piercing the mountain wall in order to get there. ]

That's Losgar, where Fëanor burned the Telerin ships. He's already gone up the Firth and he's now encamped north of the Lake of Mithrim. You should take your people and follow. It's a protected environment and you'll be able to survive there.

[ Fingolfin glares at him with fury. Then he speaks. ] Why should I listen to a word YOU have to say?

[ Melkor stands up slowly, lifting his hands to show that they are empty, he will not draw a weapon against the Elves. ] You should listen because its your only chance.

[ And he turns and walks away in the same direction as Ungoliant went. Fingolfn watches him go, and then finally, he collects his people and starts to march in the direction indicated. What else can he do? ]

[ Melkor returns to the cutting in the side of the hills where Ungoliant has spun this particular round of god-catching webs, and calls out jocularly. ] Honey, I'm home!
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the_flame_imperishable: (discordant music)
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Let's do it! [ He stands up and bounces a little on his feet, to see if he can still pull the old Ainur anti-gravity stunt. Well, hey, he can! ]

[ Sings ] Up, up and awaaaaay, in my beautiful, my beautiful balloon. . . [ He soars into the air, and waits for Ungoliant. High above them, the moon rolls a bit uncertainly in the sky -- being a newcomer to the luminous satellite business, and not yet proficient at navigating these skies. Melkor floats, pleased as punch that he can perform this feat even though the other gods, or possibly Iluvatar himself, tried to deprive their rebellious relative of his powers of transformation and of energetic magic. Then he heads for the Moon. ]

[ Buoyant maniac that is, he seems to like 1970's bubble-rock. But possibly the alternative rock of 2013 would be more his style. ]
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the_flame_imperishable: (knowing his devices had been revealed)
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[ Sniffs derisively ] I don't know what they have to complain about. Everybody did just fine with nothing by starlight for about a hundred thousand years. Then they had to start thinking up ways to string the world with Christmas lights -- just to keep the big bad old Darkness away. And now they think its the end of the world, because the Trees got munched. What a bunch of wimps.

[ He's still sort of floating. hanging onto the Moon by grabbing onto one of the strands of Unlight that Ungoliant has wrapped around the huge orb. And now he turns around, still hanging on, peering down into the lands below, trying to see beyond the horizon to where the gods must be making their plans. ]

So, if all the remaining gods come up here, all at once, looking for us, what do you think we should do? -- got any tricky ideas?
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Apologies for the delay!

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Hehehe

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ROTFL

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the_flame_imperishable: (his cunning overreached his aim)
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[ Melkor is picking himself up and clinging to the Moon. He grins. ] Oh well, better one good meal all at once than years of aggravation from a couple of irritable and troublesome goddesses you'd have to eat sooner or later anyway!

[ Varda, in fury and grief, streaks towards Melkor in a starburst of light. She explodes upon him before he has time to gather his resources, and he is bowled over and goes tumbling into space. ] Ouch, sister!

[ He recovers himself, floats, and returns fire. ]

[ She is blasted off the surface of the Moon, and goes tumbling into the emptiness, flaming like a meteor. But as she goes, she cries out in a voice like thunder, a clarion call that rings agains the sky and echoes across the surface of the Sea. ] Ulmo! Uinen! Osse! Rise up and destroy Melkor before there is no earth left to protect!

[ Melkor is dusting himself off, swatting the ashes off his clothes. He looks perfectly nonchalant. For a few moments, anyway. For as the remains of Varda plummet into the dark ocean, something surprising begins to happen. There is a mighty rolling of the ocean's entire surface, from horizon to horizon. As the surface ripples and then rises in mighty waves, a deep bell-like murmur and then a deep thunder arises. ]

[ Melkor looks uneasy. ] I forgot about them -- Ulmo, the Lord of the Waters, and his two servants. Um, Ungoliant. . . I think perhaps we had better be shoving off. Let's see if we can steer this Moon like a ship.
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