I Hate Elves!
Some of you may not know this about me, but I hate elves. Absolutely hate them, with their long lifespans and holier-than-thou pointy ears. I am racist against elves! "Looook at meee! I am lithe and pretty and aloof, and I nobly live in the noble freedom of the noble forest, thus making me noble!" No, that makes you a condescending pile of tree frog dung with low Constitution and crappy race traits, while I get a free feat and shitloads of skill points. I hate Tolkien's elves, I hate D&D elves, I hate Sidhe from Changeling: the Dreaming, I hate space elves (I'm talking to YOU, Nemoy), I hate all the elves! I even hate Santa's elves; invest in some gnomes for christ's sake. Looking down their thousand year noses at me, shooting their limp skinny arrows, and wearing armor made from pretend nerd metal, fuck you, let's see you swing a labrys like a decent fantasy character, and when you fail you can suck my butt! ELVES ARE GAY, and not in the good way. I am not gay for elves! I am in fact gay for angels. All considered it's kind of unfortunate, considering that I'm gay for Hugo Weaving.
On the other hand, I am totally enamored of dark elves. There is considerable appeal to shadow-skinned silver-haired hateful sons of spiders whose entire culture consists of crapping in the cupcakes of their caucasian counterparts. The same goes for Star Trek: I hate the Vulcans but can't get enough of the Romulans. To Stovokor with the space elves; gimme the space drow.
EDIT: I guess it ultimately comes down to this: be realistic. Elves and elf-like things have this problem where they're entitled to do everything. Every fantasy or myth based roleplaying game has some class like this, such as the Silver Fang werewolves, whom the star-eyed brat players just love because they get to be the hero, and be pretty, and have all the magic, and get to be king, just because of the class they chose. COME ON MAN. No one is entitled to greatness, and no one is entitled to praise and attention. Pick a specialty, don't pretend you don't have flaws, train hard, and earn your praise. And if you find the time, try to pencil in a war of extinction against those tree-hugging long ears.
On the other hand, I am totally enamored of dark elves. There is considerable appeal to shadow-skinned silver-haired hateful sons of spiders whose entire culture consists of crapping in the cupcakes of their caucasian counterparts. The same goes for Star Trek: I hate the Vulcans but can't get enough of the Romulans. To Stovokor with the space elves; gimme the space drow.
EDIT: I guess it ultimately comes down to this: be realistic. Elves and elf-like things have this problem where they're entitled to do everything. Every fantasy or myth based roleplaying game has some class like this, such as the Silver Fang werewolves, whom the star-eyed brat players just love because they get to be the hero, and be pretty, and have all the magic, and get to be king, just because of the class they chose. COME ON MAN. No one is entitled to greatness, and no one is entitled to praise and attention. Pick a specialty, don't pretend you don't have flaws, train hard, and earn your praise. And if you find the time, try to pencil in a war of extinction against those tree-hugging long ears.