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| I've kidnapped and shagged: |
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| I've taken as a sex slave: |
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| No boys club for you! After all, nine isn't so pretty a number as ten, and don't those big men get lonely on the track? Mind your back, your natural enemy isn't orcs, its slashers! |
| Ever sweet and innocent, even in the face of darkest evil. Your best asset is your girlish blush. He can't resist the charm that smacks of hearth and home - and don't you look cute wearing his cloak? |
| Now, I don't usually hold with Mary-Sues, but I'm a quiz nutter so....What type of Mary-Sue are you? |
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| which Goonie are you? (I'm the best) |
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| You are Idril Celebrindal, mother of Earendil the Blessed. You spurned the forbidden love of your cousin Maeglin, giving your heart instead to the mortal Tuor. In secret you constructed a tunnel out of the city, suspecting Maeglin's treachery, so that when Gondolin was attacked you were able to lead your family and a small following of friends to safety in Arvernian. When Tuor grew old you sailed with him into the West and were never again seen in Middle-earth. |
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