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The elves RP about death:

Fingolfin: *fin yells* grond! the hammer of the underworld!
Me: O.o
Khylea: o.O
Khylea: i am NOT in *northwest city*!
Me: you are freaking out fin!
Khylea: thats like saying youre in san fran!
Me: get rid of the hammer!
Khylea: its hidden in a bag!
Glorfindel: *glorfindel* :| *tosses the bag out the window*
Khylea: just cause you were the dorkus and attacked a guy with a 40 ft long hammer, fin....
Fingolfin: *fin* ....
Me: you have freaked out fingolfin!
Khylea: :|
Aegnor: *aegnor* no comment
Glorfindel: your death wasnt much better sharpflame! *glorfindel snorts*
Aegnor: *aegnor* and you...singed to a crisp by that whip wielding critter
Me: LOL
Glorfindel: i was NOT singed to a crisp! *he shouts*
Me: LOL
Aegnor: *aegnor snickers* what did he do...grab your pretty long hair?!
Turgon: *turgon says nothing cause really....how smart is it to climb to the top of a tower and say "hey bad guys, here i am come get me!!"???"
Me: death be not proud! *that is turgon*

You have to admit, Tolkien had some really interesting ways for the elves to die in the Silmarillion. This was just messing around on the messenger, one way for the elves to conceive of their untimely ends. A bit of Elves Unstructured for you...a not so dead RPG.

Cheers.