I got this idea: What if Sam had been Frodo's shoes and been the chosen Ringbearer? And what if Frodo had been the Sam figure, supporting his wearied buddy all the way to Mordor? I thought it would be interesting to RP.

You can play 2 people at max.
Anyone want to play this out with me? Just sign up with who you
wanna play below. Since this is based pretty much on the movie, I don't think too many of our characters will fit in. We can have some, but they
can't make and big changes or intereferences with the story line of the
fellowship.

Now, in the beginging, of the story, Frodo is the Ringbearer.
When Sam takes over is in Rivendell. At the part when Frodo
speaks up at the council and volunteers to take the ring, Sam will
notice Frodo's distress and volunteer before Frodo can say anything.

NOTE
You don't have to use the EXACT wording from the movies,
just as long you're getting the main idea of things, it'll be fine.


So for now:

Frodo- '*Synariel*'
Sam-eowynfaramir4eva
Gandalf-Synariel
Merry-Nauriel Rochnur
Pippin-Nauriel Rochnur
Gimli-Curuni­r
Legolas-Lady Lithoniel
Aragorn-eowynfaramir4eva
Boromir-Artinwe Narmacil
Pippin-Nauriel Rochnur
Eowyn-Amara
Arwen-Amara

I claim Frodo. I'll pick my 2nd later.

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Nobody wants to join?

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Sure, um, I'll be.........Merry an Pip.

Ok great!

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I'll join, can I play Legolas.. and my own charry Aranelwen, his cousin?

Sure Lady Lithoniel.

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give me gimli

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

^ Sure!

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Sure, I'll be Boromir. *many boos and hisses*

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

Great Artinwe, I'll add you.

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As Legolas is packing to leave for Rivendell:
"Please! Let me go with you!"
"No"
"You know how I have wanted to see Rivendell! Just this once?"
"No"
"Uncle Thranduil said I could go if you would but let me!"
"This isn't a picnic party!"
"Come on, for me?"
"Not the sad eyes! You know I'm powerless against the sad eyes!"
"So you'll let me go?"
"No"
"But Legol..."
"But nothing! You are NOT going!"
"Lady Arwen will be there! And your Ranger friend! I would so like to meet them! Please Legolas please!"
"Aranelwen!"
"What?"
"You are not going. That is final! That's it! I love you, goodbye!" he kissed her forehead and left.
"We'll just see about that." Aranelwen changed into her riding outfit, packed some food and extra clothes, tacked up her horse, replenished her quiver and strapped her sword to her belt. She waited half an hour after her cousin and his companions left and then she set out after them. She figured that once they had neared Rivendell it would be to late for them to send her back and they would take her with them. Meanwhile those in her Uncle's court would think she was with Legolas and not worry about her. She leaned on her horses neck to search for her cousin's trail, a strand of her auburn hair fell in her eyes. She pushed it back and looked hard for the hoof prints, they were there and she tracked them all day until evening when she could see them make camp. She made her own camp about a mile away. Aranelwen could still see the smoke and glow of their fire. As long as she kept her distance, until they were nearer to Rivendell, she would be fine. She slept that night cold with no fire and only her horse's saddle blanket to keep her warm.

Boromir was soaked and tired. His bloody horse had run off at the Gap of Rohan. He had no idea where he was; all he knew was that he must find Rivendell so he could find the truth of his brother's dreams. But he was having problems. He could not find Rivendell.

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

(Synariel, once Boromir's snuffed it, may I be Gollum and then Faramir ? )

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

(Yippee! I'm an elf!)

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

(Congrats to your newfound Elfhood Artinwe.
And sure you can them too. )

Frodo sat under a tree in the woods of the Shire.
The wind was blowing softly through his hair,
though he hardly noticed as he read his book.
Silently, he looked up, thinking about Biblo's upocomming party.
Suddenly he heard singing off in the distance.
'Gandalf is here!' he said to himself.
He took off running down the hill to meet his friend
as he aproached in his carraige.

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Legolas and his companions moved quickly towards Rivendell. Aranelwen followed them doggedly. She would not be discouraged from this adventure. After weeks of traveling they finally reached the mountains, here Aranelwen would have more trouble, with no place to hide from her cousin she would have to wait until they had crossed and then she would cross herself and have to hurry to catch up to them. If she couldn't find them or their tracks she would be in trouble for she did not know the way to Rivendell. Now she wished she had brought some sort of map.
That night she made camp some ways away from her cousin. Aranelwen chose a good hiding place for she would have to stay there at least two days while Legolas and the other elves went through the Pass of Caradhras. There she waited.