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    Saturday, November 9th, 2002
    11:00 pm
    Going on instincts....
    Having been busy in the basement these many months, I decided I should take a walk outside and see what other insanity may have happened while I was busy.

    All looked normal... if a resort run by eagles and staffed by orcs could be considered normal. I saw the wonderful warg skulking in the shadows and imagined that this could be a delightfully dangerous place to be wondering around in the dark.

    Then, out of no where, this idiot came running across the compound waving around some strange piece of metal and muttering "somewhere in the Rockies, gotta be. Everyone's speaking English..."

    That was the same moronic mortal I had seen in my lab earlier.

    Now, I have been alive for a very long time. And the reason I've survived this long is because I know when things are going to turn bad. I bugged out the Middle Earth here and laid low in the east until the whole business with Sauron was settled.

    Something strange is going on. I'm done with my research.

    Time to get rid of the bodies.

    I hurry back to the basement lab and quickly move the bodies outside. After a moments thought, I dump them in the shadows and hope the warg will find them.

    That will take care of it.

    Now for a good nights sleep.

    Current Mood: sleepy
    Current Music: Silence
    Thursday, November 7th, 2002
    10:29 pm
    I put down the scalpel and bone saw, then cover the eviscerated bodies with a cloth and put them back in cold storage.

    I put the finishing touches on the scroll of research that I am doing and put it away with a great deal of satisfaction.


    It is as I thought. I do so love being right.

    I glance at the star chart next to me. Just how long have I been down here? I often get lost in research. Especially such fruitful research. I leave the lab and look for a newspaper.

    November 7? I've been working for seven months?

    I take a good look around. Are you people still here?

    I page through the news Huh. I should have known. You people are easily amused.

    But entertaining. Always entertaining.

    I think I have been preoccupied for too long. Time for me to get out and see what's going on.

    Current Mood: busy
    Thursday, April 18th, 2002
    10:05 pm
    Checking out the Mountains...
    *SIGH*

    *I look around at mountains.*

    Cold. Windy. Full of trees. Wargs in the lower woods. Orcs in the tunnels. Dwarves... somewhere in the dark.

    Not a whole lot to work with here.

    *I continue looking around. I spy a large eagle flying over. Then another. And another. Curious, I decide to follow the eagles up the mountains. I soon come to a sign that reads: "Eagle Point" and under that, in smaller letters: "Enjoy the Eyrie Experience". In the background there are many buildings, some still under construction.

    I approach cautiously and am immediately accosted by a surprisingly polite and well dressed orc who wants to know if he could "set me up in a room". I suspect a trap but follow him anyway.

    Twenty minutes later I am in a plush and comfortable room with an appoint for a massage in an hour.
    *

    Heh. This is more like it.

    Current Mood: complacent
    9:19 am
    Now what?
    *Awoken suddenly by large explosion.*

    What the hell?

    *Stares toward desolation.*

    Sigh. Well, that eliminates that.

    *Crosses The Shire off the list possible places to take over.*

    Damn. And everything was such a pretty green. Although it did have too many smokers, I suppose.

    *Stares up at the sky*

    Send him to the moon they said. They said, "What damage could he possibly do from there?"

    Heh.

    Idiots.

    *Sighs again, then looks at the next place on the list: Misty Mountains.*

    Current Mood: irritated
    Sunday, April 14th, 2002
    5:06 pm
    I don't believe it
    Who the hell thought that giving mortals powers was a good idea? They are mortals for a reason, after all.

    There I was minding my own business in Gondor. I was there looking for ways to exploit sightseeing when suddenly I wake up in the two-bit pyramid prison created by a Maia wanna-be.

    *sigh*

    I'll give the little bug one chance to prove that he didn't mean to be so overwhelming, unbelievably, suicidally stupid. If he doesn't take, well, I haven't destroyed anything in days.

    Current Mood: annoyed
    Friday, April 12th, 2002
    8:37 pm
    Strange New World
    There are so many strange things going on around here. I can't possibly keep track of them all.

    Nothing is the way it was. No one seems to know whats going on. People are acting out of character. It is chaos.

    Of course, that may not be a bad thing.

    Chaos is the harbinger of opportunity.

    Current Mood: curious
    Thursday, April 11th, 2002
    10:22 am
    What the HELL?
    One moment I'm basking in the reverence of my ensalved adoring masses and the next I'm back here.

    When I find out who is responsible for this, I'm going to turn them into something decidedly unnatural.

    Bah. Where am I going to find masses to enslave rule lead in this place?

    Current Mood: pissed off
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