war of the dwarves and elves!

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*head desk* OVER ANALYZING DUFFERS OVER ANALYZING DUFFERS!!! Fireheart the kitten hearby banishes the dwarves and the elves from fighting each other until they become un-logical again. This will be renforced by the Queen of the Gnarled Forest.:p
 
If you want physics, I'll give you physics: if Elves eat too much, the food evaporates, and the gaseous vapors are expelled in huge burps that don't bother other Elves but render Dwarves unconscious due to the fumes. :p

And I'm asking again--aren't Dwarves mortal?
 
Glenburne said:
If you want physics, I'll give you physics: if Elves eat too much, the food evaporates, and the gaseous vapors are expelled in huge burps that don't bother other Elves but render Dwarves unconscious due to the fumes. :p

And I'm asking again--aren't Dwarves mortal?
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Fine ignore me. and yes dwarves are mortal, but they live longer than most people.
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Dwarves do age, but Elves can be killed.

And with over fifty million of us Dwarves on the field now, if we can't fight the Elves for awhile, we'll just fight each other--with pies, of course, so even the losers get a treat.
 
I never meant that Dwarves _couldn't_ be killed; there was cause to stress that Elves can be, because so much was being made of Elves being immortal. But here, have a sample of some wild shots from our in-house pie fight: one cherry-rhubarb, three pumpkin, one chocolate cream, two apple, one peach.
 
*baby Elf tastes, likes, eats, digests, burps pies, incapacitating Dwarves*
 
*uses the machine from "Honey, I Shrunk the Kids" to restore the Elves to their normal sizes, but not the Dwarves*
 
So I simply resort to my nonsense math, saying, "Five ounces equals two hundred pounds," and just like that, all of us Dwarves are back to normal size also! And _where_ we spring up is right around the shrinking machine, which we then smash with our axes.
 
Then, before the Elves can make up their way to escape from this, we Dwarves pillage their camp, this time getting the REAL lembas (in addition to any remaining plastic lembas, which we are also able to digest), and real miruvor besides.
 
But we deftly keep our lembas-loot untouched by the Elf-baby puke, so that once we cycle through decontamination, we STILL get to eat your lembas! :p
 
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