I used a slogan generator with ramdom character names to make this. Not technically my first fic. That's for later. I'm sorry that it's so short. I'm using this fic to test the epic publishing powers of fanfiction.
Aredhel since 1845. (1362, actually...)
The real smell of Canafinwë. ( Salt and marine life?)
The appliance of Ambarussa. (Swords.)
Nelyo new and improved! ( MISSING A HAND IS NEW AND IMPROVED?!)
No Curufin, no comment. ( Loading comment...)
I lost weight with Caranthir. ( What did he do, cut your head off?)
Only the crumbliest, flakiest Celegorm. * no comment*
Life is straighter without Fingon. (* dies*)
Mum's gone to Fëanor. ( The Teleri would kill me for that. (*roars KINSLAYEEER*))
The Dior is mightier than the sword. ( No he isn't... It's been tested...)
Turgon, can't be beat. ( As in the case of Dior...)
What would you do for a Beren? ( Luthien: Anything...)
Can you tell Fingolfin from butter? ( Ummm...)
Good Finwë has Danish written all over it. ( I just can't anymore)
Come fly the friendly Elwing. ( HAHAHAHAHAHA)
Earendil stays on track. ( Well duh... he's the Evening Star.)
I want muh silmarils and I want it now. (-Fëanaro)
Fall into the Glorfindel. ( Haha I'm going to go try to forget how he died now. Yay crippling depression.)
Would you give someone your last Eöl? ( TAKE HIM.)
Extra crispy Maeglin. ( Pfft... and THREE TIMES AS CRUNCHY!) P.S. I really hope you got that one, otherwise it just sounds dumb...
Finduilas goes on and on. ( One does not simply survive being pinned to a tree. With a spear. Just sayin'.)
Melian- a safe place in an unsafe world. ( Until the Second Kinslaying. Or is it the third?)
What would you do for a Thingol? (Ummm...)
Why is Finduilas involved in this?
Manwë empowers you.
Look at my shiny new Varda!
The Mandos spirit.
The gods made Aüle.
The Yavanna breakfast.
Nienna extra dry.