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Nine. The Dragon King

{Viserys has bathed! Which probably means some awkward splashing in a sink, since a shower would be beyond his comprehension. He's taken note of what's going on with the network today, and he's decided to see if he can make contact with anyone from Westeros or Essos. He doesn't know how to do much of anything without servants, but he attempted to style his hair by pulling back the top portion and clasping it with a dragonbone brooch. His least grubby tunic, bearing the three-headed dragon sigil of his house, is draped over his silks and mail.}

I am Viserys of the House Targaryen, the Third of his Name, King of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, Protector of the Realm.

Any rumors you may have heard regarding my demise at the hands of Khal Drogo and his Dothraki savages were completely untrue. I am very much alive. I am merely--waiting for the perfect opportunity to take back what is rightfully mine. The Iron Throne that belonged to the dragonlords of old Valyria for three hundred years. Let me assure you that the words of House Targaryen will come to pass with a vengeance--Fire and Blood await anyone who chooses to support the stag or the lion. The dragon will leave only ash and dust in his wake.

{He can't admit that he's being held prisoner on a floating ship by a god that no one in the Seven Kingdoms or the Free Cities will have ever heard of. No, better to say this is a stratagem. This was all his idea.}

Swear fealty to me now, and I will forgive you any lapses in judgment you may have had in the past. The dragon can be benevolent. Your rightful king will show mercy, but only if you admit your mistake now.

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[Lol not swearing any fealty, sorry buddy. :c But she is curious about this sratagem.]

You can't do anything if they don't.

What are you even talking about?

If I can find someone from Westeros, or even the fucking Free Cities, maybe I can find a way out of here for us. You do want to leave, don't you?

Illyrio said they sang songs and drank secret toasts. Someone out there remembers House Targaryen. I'm the last dragon. Someone will want to come for me.

But how will they get us out? They can't just come here.

How do you know?

Someone would have by now. From another world, for someone else.

You don't know that.

There may never have been the opportunity.

Or maybe no one cared.

There are a hundred people here. And Martha says this has happened before.

[The image of a pale woman who looks like she could pass for a Targaryen appears on Viserys's communicator. She looks amused.]

A beautiful speech. And what is your plan for taking back these Seven Kingdoms, O Viserys of House Targaryen?

[The insolent way she draws out the syllables of his title makes it seem more like an insult.]

[She looks enough like a Targaryen that he looks for purple eyes. Of course, she couldn't actually be a Targaryen. Unless someone was fucking around. Regardless, he doesn't like her tone.]

Do not mock the dragon, wench. For all I know, you're working for the Usurper's get. I'm not going to just hand over my plans.

[The absence of the signature Targaryen lilacs is the only giveaway that her ancestry is not intertwined with his. She carries herself with the bearing of a queen, and when he censures her, she laughs indulgently.]

We haven't been properly introduced, so I'll forgive your ignorance, but know that I work for no one, and certainly not any 'usurper'. If you have a plan and you are not simply posturing, we can talk. Otherwise, don't waste my time.

I'm being held prisoner.

I didn't want to make that common knowledge for obvious reasons.

I hope this filter is working. I've only just learned how to do this.

I see.

I have the power to move freely between worlds. To move others between worlds.

I don't think you're from Everworld, though your world must be a similar one. I would put myself at great risk by aiding you, though. What can you offer me in return?

[The power to move freely between worlds. He knew someone out there would be of use!]

What would you want?

I dare say I've made many mistakes, my lord. But please, do tell us where you are so that I may come beg forgiveness of your royal personage.

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Who the--

[Blond. Dwarf. Blond. Dwarf. Blond dwarf. The lion stared at him with murdering eyes.]

Why not beg right here and now? I can't reveal my location. I have so many enemies.

Yes, and we must protect you from them, Your Highness. My sweet sister and goodbrother will be especially eager to see to that. [Lol fuck you Cersei :|]

[All. The. Staring.]

Is this some sort of jape, Lannister? Do not think me a fool.

A fool? I wouldn't dream of it, my lord. I'm rather attached to this little head of mine.

Do you understand, little man, that I want all Lannisters to pay for what was done to my family? For their treachery, for their overstepping? I want Tywin Lannister's head on a pike. I want maggots to devour his face. I want the Kingslayer to be roasted over a slow fire. A very slow fire, one that is barely even embers. I want the cunt that bore the Usurper's children, if they even are his children, even if they are not, to die as well.

You're called "the Imp," yes? Did you murder the one known as Joffrey, the little shit that took my throne after the wine sack died of boar?

You're more than welcome to my good father and sweet sister, but I'm afraid Jaime will have much to say about being roasted like a capon.

I don't see how I could have possibly murdered a boy still breathing.

Darling, we really need to do something about that tunic.

[A talking...horse? Pony? He tilts his head slightly to one side.]

What would you do about it?

Get you something that's less dirty of course. Maybe in a light blue, I think that color would look good on you.

Red and black are the colors of my house. I can't wear a light blue tunic.

I could, however, wear light blue smallclothes or silks or perhaps even a doublet.

Light blue doesn't seem a strong enough color for a king.

[Yes, he's just...talking to the talking pony.]

You're a king? Then of course we have to go with purple-it's a royal color, after all.

I am the rightful king of the Seven Kingdoms. Unfortunately, some Usurper stole the throne from my family. So, I have to get it back.

Is it? [That makes a lot of sense, since Targaryens have purple eyes. All kinds of royal up in here. Viserys approves.] I like purple.

I'm afraid I've never been to the Seven Kingdoms. Where is it? Near Canterlot, perhaps?

Purple it is! Oh this is exciting, I've never designed for a human before.

Westeros. I don't know where Canterlot is.

Who do you typically design for? Other talking ponies?

And I don't know where Westeros is.

That's correct. We don't have any humans in Equestria.

[This is an especially awkward video post because Lark has decided to be a jackass and round up some friends to join him.

So Viserys gets a really, really blurry shot of a couple (http://wow.zamimg.com/uploads/screenshots/normal/252363.jpg) of dragons (http://wow.zamimg.com/uploads/screenshots/normal/109345.jpg) chilling out in the background.]

How much more am I going to have to feed you compared to these two?

[HE WANTS ONE OF THOSE DRAGONS VERY, VERY MUCH. HE ACTUALLY IS VERY HAPPY TO SEE YOUR DRAGONS, SIR. But he's probably going to try to feign some sort of casual.]

A three-headed dragon is my family sigil, sir.

[He can be nice when he needs to be.]

We used to breed and raise dragons, but alas, true dragons are extinct in my land.

[PLEASE GIVE ME A DRAGON EGG.]

Where are you from?

[There's some shaky-cam moments as the big red dragon comes blundering over for attention right nao please at the sound of another voice. Lark is clearly talking off-mike:] No, stop that, you great idiot. I already fed you. Twice. You can't eat this.

[...]

They just let themselves die out? [DOES NOT COMPUTE. D:]

Azeroth. Suppose the Seven Kingdoms are off on another world out in the Twisting Nether we haven't found yet, right?

[His jaw drops and his eyes widen when he sees the massive red dragon. Seven hells. It was a real, living, breathing dragon.

He blinks several times before managing to speak.]

What? Yes. Yes, they let themselves die out. We kept trying to breed them but they got smaller and smaller and then they just--that was it.

[Azeroth. He burns that name into his brain for all time. He needs to go to Azeroth and get himself some dragons. Then he can conquer Westeros just like Aegon did, and a thousand Usurpers won't be able to stop him.]

Yes. I'm sure that's exactly right. [What the fuck is the Twisting Nether.] The Seven Kingdoms are a part of Westeros.

Dragon?

[RUDE LAUGH.]

You are no dragon.

Who the fuck are you?

You are mad. There is no such place.

You are mad. I lived in the Seven Kingdoms for eight years, and Essos for the rest of my life. Are you saying I lived nowhere?

A dragon, are you? Know that even dragons will wither and perish before our Lord's unforgiving might.

What are you, some sort of godsworn? There are so many gods, I can't keep track of all of them.

A godsworn... yes, I suppose you could call me that. I am a prophet of the last god, bringer of the end, who will swallow existence into the sweet nothingness og oblivion.

The last god? I've never heard of that one.

Why don't you want to exist?

Houses? Kings? Dragons?

I've traveled too far back...

Traveled too far back from where?

Why, the future, dear boy. 1994 was my last time of residence, but I'm from rather further forward than that. What year is this?

[...]

I died in 298 AL. I have no idea how they keep the passage of years where I am now.

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Nine. The Dragon King

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Private - Viserys' first use of a filter! Let us rejoice

Private - We'll party up in here Targaryen style!

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Assuming some sort of lion swag?

All the gold and red and prancing lions and shit. ALL OF IT.

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Come to Azeroth, Viserys. You can have any color of dragon you want. 8D

I WANT TO COME TO AZEROTH, I WANT ALL THE DRAGONS

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