Legend of the Fudgewraith

Then a bright green light shone like a torch in the darkness and Lo and Behold! The Fellowship of the Legolas was born. And a bunch of drooling females ( and a few obscure males who have been lurking in the shadows ever since) joined the Fellowship.

And there was much swooning and fainting and general loss of decency and heaps of OT posts. But no one minded and they were all merry in their hearts, lusting after a certain Elf and his green leggings.

And the Fellowship grew and there was delicious fanart, and fanfics, where Leggy got to sweat a lot with Aragorn, Boromir and the occasional Mary Sue.

And the greedy keepers were born. And they butchered Leggy in tiny parts and each kept a piece and there was much fighting over a certain part. But that should not be mentioned in these chronicles if we want to keep them PG.

And finally there were polls. And a certain poll was born, different from all others, and the Fellowship's fate was sealed and nothing would ever be the same again. And the poll asked: Art thou Elf, Dwarf, Hobbit or mighty Wizard?

And a certain lonely unidentified member thought: `Ha! This is my chance to shine and make my presence known.' And said she was a Ringwraith.

Chaos and insanity ensued as they all took off with their tails between the legs fearing the Ringwraith's rage. And the poor unidentified member was even lonelier than before.

And said: `Wait a minute you fools! I might be hideous in sight but I'm pure at heart so fear not. I giggle when I read romance novels, and wear frilly pink when entertaining private company. And I lust after Leggy too, with Frodo on the side and Strider for dessert.'

And the Ringwraith sang some Britney Spears, waved his pom pom's around and danced the Macarena.

And everyone roared with laughter and choked on their drinks and their poor monitors suffered much. And they decided to have the Ringwraith as the Fellowship's mascot.

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And since we live in a democratic society the Ringwraith embraced the fudge and they became one. And the Fudgewraith was born for no reason and purpose.

And birds sang, flowers blossomed and they all lived happily in the Land of Yahoo. And the Fellowship lives on with much lusting and drooling and swooning and dirty thoughts.

So come join!