Olivia was just a humble hobbit. Honest. She was just happily gardening. Some of her neighbours said she was destined for great things. She didn't see any of that. She didn't want any of that. Olivia just wanted to stay in her small sodhouse and read. Maybe occasionally sing acapella. Mostly read. She never wanted to go anywhere. She just wanted to stay safe, here.
Sometimes, however, you don't have a choice. If destiny chooses you, you don't have any choice in the matter. Not even if the journey of your destiny is a long and winding road. A long, long, long, long, long journey as it would. One that would take aagggges to tell. But one that apparently must be told nonetheless.
Olivia of course had no clue about the extreme exposition going on around her. She was kind of dense that way. She just read, sitting in her garden on a small stone bench.
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Post by Lucy James on Feb 27, 2015 10:17:10 GMT -6
With a loud huff, Wizard-Lucy walked up the steep and narrow road leading to the hobbit-whatever-her-face-was's fugly little sex dungeon. Patting on her pipe, she tried her best to ignore the people walking about around her - god, they all looked like something you left in the forest after giving birth to it.
Because none of the other wizards wanted to, Lucy was the one who had been sent out on a journey to gather all these wise people, which basically ended up being some kind of retarded dwarf with a brain formed as his penis, an annoyingly happy elf, who again, looked as if someone would have benefited from leaving him in the forest after pushing him out of their vagina and the last member of their little gathering -- an hairy little thing called a "hobbit".
Sitting down on the bench near said Hobbit's house, Lucy pulled her giant hat down her face and sighed. "Y'all can go see if the tweeb is home, while I lick some sun." Not that a lot of sun managed to crawl through her robed self - seriously, this attire was incredibly unpractical. She quirked her brow as she lifted the hat long enough to cast the dwarf and the elf a glance.
"Come on, people. We don't got all day. The world needs saving or some stupid shit like that. I don't understand why we can't just give the dark overlord what he wants and let someone else save the world," she huffed to herself.