The question is not who I would want to meet- it's who I wouldn't want to meet. Jeez.
I'm not sure about me, but I know my sister would want to meet Lurtz, the affectionately titled Uruk who slaughtered my poor Gondorian.
EP: Lurtz! Lurtz! You're so... MANLY!
Lurtz: What?! [grunt and whacks EP] Me not manly! Me uruk-y!
Probably I'd seduce Boromir, and elope with him. Honeymoon location: Caradhras. Then, since my bodily form is more akin to a hobbit-lass's than a shieldmaiden's, we will be forced to cuddle to keep me warm.
Sigh of disgustingly happy contentment.
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The answer to life is no longer 42. It's 4 8 15 16 23... 42.
"I only lent you my body; you lent me your dream."
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