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gamgee_fics) wrote2010-05-13 10:38 am
gamgee_fics) wrote2010-05-13 10:38 am
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Rating: G
Warning: AU
Genre: Parody
Summary: If the LOTR movies had been directed by Lucas...
Strider: I hear you're looking for a Ranger.
Frodo: I am, if he's a fast one.
Strider: Fast? Haven't you heard of my nickname, Longshanks? I ran the marathon in less than 26 miles. I'm fast enough for you old man, but you're talking about carrying the Enemy's secret weapon and outrunning Black Riders, and that's more trouble than I'm looking for. It'll cost you.
Sam: Let's get out here, Mr. Frodo. We don't have to listen to this.
Strider: Oh, and how are you going to get to Rivendell without me? Walk there yourselves?
Sam: You bet. You know, I wouldn't make such a bad Ranger myself.
Frodo: We'll pay you 25 silver pennies now, and another 175 when we get to Rivendell.
Strider: 200? Very well, you've got yourself a Ranger. Meet me in an hour, stable door 94.
Frodo: 94.
An hour later...
Sam: (looking at Bill the Pony) What a heap of junk! We're supposed to get to Rivendell on this?!
Strider: Hey, he's tougher and faster than he looks, kid. He's got it where it counts.
Balrog: Once the apprentice, now I am the master.
Gandalf: Strike me down and I will become more powerful than you can possibly imagine.
Galadriel: Look into the mirror, will you?
Frodo: What will I see?
Galadriel: Hard to say, always in motion is the future.
Pippin: Hello, I am Peregrin Took, human-hobbit relations, and this is my counterpart Merry2D2.
Merry: *bleep* *blip* *siren*
Pippin: You must excuse him. He's only a droid after all and always getting me into trouble.
Merry: *bleep!*
GF 2/6/06
Warning: AU
Genre: Parody
Summary: If the LOTR movies had been directed by Lucas...
Strider: I hear you're looking for a Ranger.
Frodo: I am, if he's a fast one.
Strider: Fast? Haven't you heard of my nickname, Longshanks? I ran the marathon in less than 26 miles. I'm fast enough for you old man, but you're talking about carrying the Enemy's secret weapon and outrunning Black Riders, and that's more trouble than I'm looking for. It'll cost you.
Sam: Let's get out here, Mr. Frodo. We don't have to listen to this.
Strider: Oh, and how are you going to get to Rivendell without me? Walk there yourselves?
Sam: You bet. You know, I wouldn't make such a bad Ranger myself.
Frodo: We'll pay you 25 silver pennies now, and another 175 when we get to Rivendell.
Strider: 200? Very well, you've got yourself a Ranger. Meet me in an hour, stable door 94.
Frodo: 94.
An hour later...
Sam: (looking at Bill the Pony) What a heap of junk! We're supposed to get to Rivendell on this?!
Strider: Hey, he's tougher and faster than he looks, kid. He's got it where it counts.
Balrog: Once the apprentice, now I am the master.
Gandalf: Strike me down and I will become more powerful than you can possibly imagine.
Galadriel: Look into the mirror, will you?
Frodo: What will I see?
Galadriel: Hard to say, always in motion is the future.
Pippin: Hello, I am Peregrin Took, human-hobbit relations, and this is my counterpart Merry2D2.
Merry: *bleep* *blip* *siren*
Pippin: You must excuse him. He's only a droid after all and always getting me into trouble.
Merry: *bleep!*
GF 2/6/06