Probably by tossing sharp needles of black ice at me.

Suffocation by butterfly dust. o.o

By turning my flesh into bark...

I never realized how painful barkskin would be in real life until now O.o


Ack! By Ninja-ing me!!!!

I'm pretty sure she has a venomous snake hidden somewhere in that rose scepter.

EDIT: Welp, you ninja'd me too.
Law'd probably kill me by freezing the blood in my veins.

Tripping over his shoelaces and breaking my neck when I fall :D

I am told that can be a less painful death...

Again, by the newly painful spell of Barkskin.

Edit: Or Ninja'd by the spirits and thorns of the Rose Maiden of Ninja Twilight (And no, not the movie/book)

Ever played Skyrim? There's a spell called, uh, I think it was Oakflesh.

Law'd turn the ground below me into smooth ice and send me skidding over a cliff.

After I turn my back on you, you push me into oncoming traffic.

Oh, I forgot about that one (haven't played Skyrim in a few years, and never got that engrossed in it due to bugs ruining the major parts of the story...and a tad too open-space at the time)

Burned away by the Thread (Mek's silver flurry reminds me of the Thread from Dragons of Pern)

Law'd probably weave some intricate ice spell and create a trap well-hidden under the snow.

espy looks like a moth i guess?o 3 o
and when i see things with wings i get heart attacks (never happened though...) so maybe ill get a heart attack... e ^ e

Strangle me with her scarf.

one look and I'd die of fright o.o

Conjure up some vengeful dryad to wreak havoc on me.

EDIT: Wait a second, my avatar's basically a male dryad. Whoops.

Haha.

Hmm. I'm going to be totally uncreative here and say you'd smother me with your sash.

I mean, sashes can be deadly weapons, yeah?

I bet that panda is a ferocious shapeshifter that can transform its cute face into a giant deadly razor-sharp-teeth-filled maw. ....And, you can see where this is going.

*stab*

That is all.

Oh please. I do not need entrails hanging off a staff.

And I'm pretty sure that's a weresheep.

Yum, entrails in the morning.

well, if your not using that staff to stab than your probably going to bludgeon someone to death with it.

I would probably walk into a illusion and then as I'm trying to escape there is like this needle like object rammed into the side of my skull. Most unpleasant way to die if I do say so myself.

Nice and quick death?

Well... unless someone is very kinky.. death by whip. lol.. and I am not going to question where that whip is aiming for either.

Again, *stab,* except I'm not sure that teeny little skewer would do it. I might be stuck impaled and flailing on the metal and she'd have to shake me off or wing me into a tree or something.

Hypothermia and exhaustion, after chasing me relentlessly through the vast expanse of winter forest, only to collapse in to a pile of agony as my heart gives out to the heat of the moment and the cold of the unforgiving season.

Or suffocation with the sheep toy, whichever.

They would shoot me and than take pictures as I bleed out o-o They certainly look to enjoy the mixture of photographs and blood.

They would freeze me to death and rip out my soul and feast on it. Or just play with it. lol

She'd probably chant in some Wiccan incantation (along with her coven members) and liquefy me or something.

Or if she didn't kill me she'd send me to my own personal hell world where I'll be trapped for the rest of eternity (yes, I have watched a fair bit too much Vampire Diaries)

Probably cover me in a frozen crystal

Smother me in millions of rose petals and pink fluff. Death by suffocation.

Leave me in outer space.

I'd probably trip on one of her cats by accident. She'd react disproportionately and summon Mothra to destroy me. (irl I keep tripping on my roomate's cat >.<)

You look like you steal peoples eyes for making creepy dolls or something.
I'm into it I guess.

I see dancing flames,
Red, orange, and purple,
Watch how the eat at my feet,
And the flames did grow ever higher,
As the demonic cheerleader lit my pyre.

Sniped while foolishly trying to enter the gates of their super cool and creepy estate.

Drop kicked with a single converse, then stabbed to death with feathery horns

Would use dark powers and herds of kitties to capture and rip to shreds so that you may stand on the bones of your victims.

From out of a the fog, a cry of "Board the ship!" rings, cutting through the murky air.
Dark figures pitter-patter, scramble around the deck.
The silhouette of a woman appears.
The *wongwong* a shine of a sword.
That's all.

Unleash a pack of wolves and have them eat me as sushi.

They didn't. When I died, my body was dumped into the bay, where DKoi ate me.

By, uh....driving me to insanity, upon which I climb into that gaping void and am never seen again.