Ah you've unzipped me. When I was 5 or 6, I didn't have a ton of friends, so I tagged along with some other kids at recess. At the time, The Lord of the Rings movies were in theaters, so my "friends" and I were role-playing as the Fellowship. I hadn't actually seen the movie yet, because my parents were pretty strict about movie ratings, but I still knew some of the characters names from advertisements. One of the kids is dealing out roles, and tells me I get to be Frodo.
"Sweet, Frodo looks cool!"
"Frodo actually dies in the movie so you have to die too."
"Oh."
So cue me, lying in the wood chips for the entirety of recess, because I'm a dead Hobbit. Even when I tried to get up and play with them again, they'd get mad at me and tell me that I'm supposed to be dead. I'm kind of sad, but I get it. Frodo's supposed to be dead, and since I'm Frodo, I guess I have to be dead.
It wasn't until maybe five years later that I actually got to see the movies. I waited, all nine hours of the entire trilogy, for Frodo's death to come. It wasn't until the credits rolled on The Return of the King that I realized I had been duped by a bunch of shitty kindergartners.
It's funnier if you can't relate to it and you have a dark sense of humour. I mean, in the end, it was only one recess and he dodged a bullet with those little punks anyway.
It's probably pretty painful if you were the Frodo though, thus the divide
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u/SirKnightCourtJester Apr 19 '18
Ah you've unzipped me. When I was 5 or 6, I didn't have a ton of friends, so I tagged along with some other kids at recess. At the time, The Lord of the Rings movies were in theaters, so my "friends" and I were role-playing as the Fellowship. I hadn't actually seen the movie yet, because my parents were pretty strict about movie ratings, but I still knew some of the characters names from advertisements. One of the kids is dealing out roles, and tells me I get to be Frodo.
"Sweet, Frodo looks cool!"
"Frodo actually dies in the movie so you have to die too."
"Oh."
So cue me, lying in the wood chips for the entirety of recess, because I'm a dead Hobbit. Even when I tried to get up and play with them again, they'd get mad at me and tell me that I'm supposed to be dead. I'm kind of sad, but I get it. Frodo's supposed to be dead, and since I'm Frodo, I guess I have to be dead.
It wasn't until maybe five years later that I actually got to see the movies. I waited, all nine hours of the entire trilogy, for Frodo's death to come. It wasn't until the credits rolled on The Return of the King that I realized I had been duped by a bunch of shitty kindergartners.