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Hello! *waves* [07 Feb 2005|12:08am]

a_tookish_gal
[ mood | cheerful ]

Hello! I am new here and I thought I'd make a post some of my favorite 'Lijah pix!

DO ENJOY!


Teh cuteh!!!Collapse )

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Elijah Wood interview Caps! [05 Dec 2003|04:12pm]

random_fandom
[ mood | awake ]

I did some caps from the interview Lij did that flipside is hosting. Here are a few of them.Collapse )

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[12 Sep 2002|10:48am]

areata
Hey

I joined....is that alright???

Nice to meet y'all, this seems like a nice place

~Rea~

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[22 Jul 2002|10:56pm]

slb
[ mood | awake ]

Leah, Fozzer:

April (sweetapril98) and Watson both would like an account to join, so it would be cool if you would donate your codes for them - you don't have to though!

If you want to contact them, their AIM names are:

April - sweetaprilml4e
Watson - LilSchmo3


Ta!

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[22 Jul 2002|10:24pm]

slb
[ mood | indifferent ]

Happy 28th Birthday Franka!





Even though I sometimes hate you - you're a woman all the same. :P

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mmm, legolassss [19 Jul 2002|05:21pm]

fozzer
[ mood | predatory ]

this may be the wood republic, but i have a hankering for some leg. ;)



- Which Legolas are You? -

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And this time, we're gunna get funky... Everybody clap your hands... Clap, clap, clap your hands! [03 Jul 2002|02:17pm]

slb
[ mood | confused ]

Why has no one has posted since June 19? :(

Ah well, it's summer. Anyway, I hope everyone is having a nice one. *cough*post*cough*

Anyone have plans for the fourth of July? Besides delivering "products" to Legolas, Fozzer! ::shakes head::


"FREEZE! Everybody clap your hands!"

nice day :D

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[19 Jun 2002|08:29pm]

slb
[ mood | amused ]

The One Schlong reaches the Internet...

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[19 Jun 2002|08:29pm]

slb
[ mood | amused ]

The One Schlong reaches the Internet...

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gandalf's products [19 Jun 2002|10:19am]

fozzer
[ mood | dirty ]

here's a pic of the red jar with the thick substance in it....



he also gave me some of this stuff for when i got home....



goodness knows i needed it after spending the day with hobbits, an elf, and a wizard. ;)

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an evening at gandalf's [18 Jun 2002|08:41pm]

fozzer
[ mood | amused ]

After spending a rigorous couple of hours with Legolas, I decided to take a nap. Those elves have a lot of energy to spend. :) So I went to my nice comfortable home, took a twenty minute nap, freshened up, and headed over to Gandalf’s. Walking down the road with more fresh baked goods in my basket, I notice many of the community members out and about. I saw President Otto on her scooter. I saw Leah on the trampoline. I saw Riv Elf bouncing on her pogo stick. I saw Meg thru a window watching North (again). :D I saw Watson on the swings. I saw Sweet April on the merry-go-round. I saw Pooh Bear in a sail boat. I saw Tam at the pony rides. I saw Cherry picking cherries off a tree. What a lovely day in the Wood Republic. So on I continue to Gandalf’s house. Before I left I had changed my clothes after my nap. I was now wearing a cute spaghetti strap dress with comfy yet stylish sandals. And of course I had my basket of fresh baked goods. :) Once I get up to Gandalf’s door I read a sign hanging upon it. *speak friend and enter* it said. Um, okay.

"Frieeend," I said slowly. Then I waited. No answer. "Friend," I said again, louder. Still no answer. I clear my throat and say, "FRIEND!" in my obnoxious American voice. Getting bored and impatient, I decided to start singing the word “friend” over and over while dancing around in circles. And I got into it, too. My voice got louder as my dancing started to look more and more like Elaine’s from Seinfeld. The door flew open and Gandalf was there, eyes ablaze.

"It's just a sign, you dumbass!" he said, grabbing my arm and pulling me inside. "Don’t you know how to knock?"

I stumbled inside, feeling somewhat rattled, and steadied myself. The old dude is a strong son of a bitch with a firm grip. Once my eyes adjusted to the lighting inside (or lack thereof), I notice that my dress got twisted sideways. I turned it the right direction and smoothed it out, afraid to look at Gandalf in the eyes.

"Excuse me for my abruptness," Gandalf said with a calmer voice, helping me smooth out my dress. "I was on the commode when you first came to the door. Do you know how annoying it is to hear someone say friend repeatedly when you are trying to do your business? How can you show 'it' whose boss when someone is yelling friend? I didn't even put that bloody sign up. The silly members of the Fellowship keep putting it up every time I take it down. They just love to rub in the fact that I don't know everything," he explained, shaking his head. He put his hand on my shoulder and guided me to his large kitchen. I handed him the basket of fresh baked goods which he accepted with thanks. He placed the basket on the counter and we sat down at the breakfast nook. "So what is the meaning of this visit?" Gandalf asked in his kind yet no bullshitting way.

"Well, I was with Frodo and Sam this morning," I started.

"Sam is always with Frodo,” Gandalf interrupted while looking at his hair. “It’s like buy one get one free with them. It’s comes in handy many a times. But Sam can get to be a tad neurotic. Sorry dear. Go on," he said, tossing his long hair over his shoulder.

"I was trying to help them with their hair, but it was hopeless in this middle earth weather. It’s so frizzy, they look like they just saw Sauron in a Palantir. I spoke to Legolas, and he said that you might be able to help," I said with hopeful and pleading eyes.

"I think we might manage something," he said smiling. He grabbed my hand in a comforting way and asked, "Would you like something to drink? How about a glass of wine?” He rose from his seat and went into the cupboard for some glasses. I didn’t even say yes to the offer. I guess it was his way of telling me that it was time to get loaded whether I had wanted to or not. “Could you hold on to my staff for me please? I really don’t want it to fall on the floor,” he asked as he poured the wine into the glasses. I grabbed the staff which was leaning on the table, not knowing to be firm or gentle with my grip. Never had I held a wizard’s staff in my hands before. Gandalf must have noticed my reaction to his long staff. “Just hold it in whatever way is comfortable for you. You have not been trained to work the staff correctly. The staff takes lots of long hard practice. So it’s not like it’ll shoot something out after holding it for a few minutes. It’s been work many times and knows when to perform and when not to. My staff is nothing like the One Schlong if that’s what you’re thinking. It won’t take control of you and use you as the One Schlong would. It’s a powerful force, isn’t it?” By now he has sat back down with me with the wine and set his staff back in his lap.

“Oh dear yes,” I replied, eyes wide open. Just thinking about the One Schlong made me take a long drink from the glass. “When I was with Frodo last night and this morning, I had a hard time controlling myself. I’m sure Sam gets that way too. It’s a force to be reckoned with, for sure! It can be overpowering at times, to the point where it’s all I can think about. At times I wish that the One Schlong had never come to me. I wish that I wasn’t drawn to it so.” I looked up at Gandalf to get a response. He had quite a perturbed look on his face. Then I started to get afraid. The room started to go black while Gandalf rose from his seat and seemed to grow larger and intimidating. My heart started to pound as I shrunk back into my seat. What did I say that was so wrong? Gandalf leaned over to me and pulled my wine glass away from my hands. He grabbed the wine bottle, filled my glass to the top, and sat back down.

“It looks like a storm is rolling in,” he said quietly, looking at the dark clouds out the window. “I just washed my horse. It always rains right after I wash my horse.” He took a sip of wine and stuffed some hobbit weed into his pipe. Lighting his pipe, he took a few quick puffs to ensure a steady burn. Finally, he took a long drag from the pipe. “Well, fozzer,” Gandalf said in a funny muffled high pitched voice. He exhaled and continued. “So do all who come across the One Schlong, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the One Schlong with the time that is given to us. The One Schlong is not a curse. Rather, it is a gift!” Gandalf sat back in the seat, wondering if he had given a speech similar to that in the past. He shrugged and took another drag.

I took a sip of wine and thought over his words of wisdom. “So you’re saying,” I said to Gandalf, “is to decide what to do with the One Schlong when I’m with it?” Gandalf nodded in response as I sat back in my chair, letting my thoughts wander as the wine worked my head. All of a sudden, a puff of smoke was blown in my face. I sat up and turned to Gandalf with a surprised look on my face. Gandalf laughed.

“Do you think you could stop thinking about the One Schlong and focus on the reason you came here?” he asked jokingly. Apparently, Gandalf was ready for some action.

“I’m sorry Gandalf,” I said, embarrassed. I took another sip of wine. “As I was saying, Legolas said that you could help me with the hobbits and their hair.”

“Ah, yes, of course. Let’s start a bath first. You need to be taught the technique of the special solution that I use. If you use the solution the wrong way, their hair will only go limp.” I followed Gandalf to his tub and helped him with getting his bath started. It didn’t take long, beings that he is a wizard. Then I followed him to his closet. “Hmm, let me see here,” he said, stroking his beard. “Here we go.” He pulled out a glass jar filled with a milky solution and set it on a counter. Then he pulled out another glass jar. However, this jar was a dark blue, so I couldn’t see what was in there. “Oh, I know what I have in here that you might use,” he muttered to himself. He pulled out a flat round red jar with a thick substance inside of it. He handed it to me. “Use this the next time you’re with somebody. Have them rub it on you. It’s great for the nymph in you,” he said, winking. He leaned in closer to my ear. “Or the nymph on you.” I took it and thanked him, looking at the jar inquisitively. “Now let’s go to the bath so I can show you how to use these things for the hobbits.” We went to the bath where I learned many tricks and techniques. I could have been with Gandalf for hours. What an educated being he is. He taught me so many things that I have never dreamed of. He even washed my hair for me. :D What a treat that was! His hands are so skilled!

Once the lesson was over, it was dark outside. I kissed Gandalf on the cheek and thanked him profusely. Carrying my new goodies in my arms, I headed home down the dimly lit street feeling satisfied with what I had learned today. 


Yeah, okay, so my stories tend to be cheesy or lame. But, heck, it’s fun for me. :D

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Hola! [18 Jun 2002|11:10am]

cherrychromatic
[ mood | cheerful ]

Well I finally bit the bullet and stepped over the border into the WoodRepublic... slightly different from my homeland - we sadly don't have Samwise to read us our bedtime stories... Anywho, being a visiting digitory, I'd like to keep my title from home if that's OK with you guys - Senator Cherrywise Chromegee. Don't laugh, this is international diplomacy y'know... ;)

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[17 Jun 2002|06:39pm]

slb
Wondering what Samwise has been up to?

Reading books to children in condescending tones, that's what!




HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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the fozz gets a face [17 Jun 2002|12:44pm]

fozzer
[ mood | silly ]

okay, here's how i'm gonna look in the republic. at least for now. :D



she's younger than me, but she's pretty. :D hehe.

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[16 Jun 2002|10:23pm]

slb
[ mood | confused ]

I'm a little confused - how did Cherry become a watcher of this place without being a member? *waves to Cherry anyhow*

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[15 Jun 2002|03:00pm]

slb
[ mood | high ]

Whatcha Look Like?

Post "your" picture here. (Read: your WR alter-ego)

Here's me (heehee)L




I'm just sooooo pretty aren't I. lol


So post who you look like in Wood Republic (you could be the complete opposite - whatever)

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legolas is such a good friend [15 Jun 2002|11:26am]

fozzer
[ mood | amused ]

i bid frodo and samwise namarie as i walked out the door to see legolas. i think fro and sam are going to be running some errands today, so look out community members :). down the road i walked in fair wood republic. what a lovely day. the bird were singing, the sun was shining, and there was me in my victoria's secret miracle bra, my pink and white picnic blanket looking top tied at the waist, little white shorts, cute sandals, and my hair back in two braids. (as you can tell, i'm not out to do my chores. i have other duties to focus on today.) i have with me a packed basket of fresh baked goods that made after this mornings relaxing bath. i walk up to legolas's door and knock, but no answer. so i head out to the back yard, where he is practicing his archery.

"hello legolas. good morning," i said. i guess his super elf hearing wasn't in working order that morning, for i caught him by surprised. he shot an arrow up into the sky, far away from his target, which had the name gimli on it.

"hello fozzer," he said as the sound of something crashing came from the trees. "how are you fairing this fine day?" he asked as he bent over and kissed my hand.

"it is fairing quite well, thank you," i replied. and he could tell i was in high spirits, for not only was my light red mouth smiling, my eyes were too. "i brought you some fresh baked goods that i made this morning. thought you could use them after your..." i looked at the bow and his target. "...workout."

"thank you fozzer. that is very thoughtful of you," he said. he leaned over to give me a thank you kiss on the cheek. "would you like a try on my bow?" he asked, holding the long bow out towards me.

"i would love a go, but i came in need of advice," i said.

"ask away then," he said as he turned me towards the target, which was apparently gimli's. i guess he was going to help me with my inquiries and my lack of skill with his bow. he placed the bow in my hands and pulled an arrow out for me.

"well," i said as he pulled me close, "i was working on the hobbits hair today and they've got a bad case of the frizzies. you are notorious for your lovely managable hair. what do you use?" he positioned the bow and arrow in my hands.

"grab the bow hard," he said in my ear, putting my hand on his bow. "and pull this end tight and fast," he said pulling my arm back. he had me right up against his body. i felt something poking me slightly. i think it was his belt. "i owe my golden shiny locks to gandalf," he said. we eyed up the target, aiming for gimli's name which was at the bullseye. "now let go with this hand." we let go of the arrow and it shot to the g spot of the target.

i turned around and said, "gandalf? but his hair looks like shit!" i said, surprised.

"of course it does. have you noticed how all the boys and girls want to make his hair look pretty?" he asked while pulling out another arrow. i smiled knowingly, realizing that gandalf's "dirty" look was just a ploy to bring in the "attention" of others wanting to "groom" him. "gandalf has a great hair gel. you should see him for the poor hobbits. but later please. i'm enjoying your company and would like to continue our target practice. i see we hit the g spot well." he said, pulling me back in for more.

"why, that clever wizard! he never ceases to amaze me. thank you for the information. i will visit him. later." legolas positioned my hands once again.

"now remember. grab this part hard and pull this end quickly. then release," legolas instructed. this went on for about 2 hours. he's such a great teacher. he taught me so many tricks for his bow and arrows. he invited me over again for next time. what a sweet guy. very generous, too. i would have stayed there all day, but i had a need to see gandalf for my frizzy hobbit friends. :D

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handy hobbits :) [15 Jun 2002|10:23am]

fozzer
[ mood | satisfied ]

samwise made frodo and i a great breakfast this morning. ham, eggs, taters, and biscuits. the three of us ate breakfast in bed together. then samwise started a bath and we all jumped in. had lots of fun. hobbit feet take up lots of room, though. i washed their hair and they washed mine. :D :D afterwards we dried off and i put some soul glo in their hair to see if it would help with their frizzies on this humid day. looks nice, but it leaves a mark on the pillows when we get up. must get new hair products. i'll head over to see legolas today to see what he uses. he always looks pretty.

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[15 Jun 2002|02:24am]

fozzer
[ mood | lethargic ]

oops, i mean, don't get any worse than rated r. like don't go rated x or anything. rated pg - r is good. :) does that make more sense? frodo needs to put me to bed *yawn*

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[15 Jun 2002|02:00am]

fozzer
[ mood | sleepy ]

welcome new citizens of the republic wood! you are very much welcomed! enjoy your stay here. :) remember to abide by the laws that president otto laid out for us. and try to keep it rated r. ;) speaking of which, keep in mind that things may get a tad crazy here in wood republic, so if you see anything that makes you uncomfortable or will get you banned from your computer, then just ignore it. :)we don't want your stay here to get tarnished by naughty hobbits, elves, or men. :D :D

um, okay, i'm not feeling creative at the moment. sorry. i'm going to bed. :) *hugs*

*fozz pulls frodo to her side and whispers in his ear, "it's time for bed, dearie. let me go tuck you in."

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