Thread: Valar Morghulis...Valar Dohaeris: A Parody (Malfrost & darkangel76)

The bright star hovering in the atmosphere of the world of Westeros and Essos was the capital ship of the Amanto. They were a conglomeration of different alien races that had been exiled from the Alliance of Free Races that ruled most of the known galaxy. The Amanto were the races that refused to bow to the more liberal laws of the new government. They believed they had the right to enslave and own who they pleased, to comment crimes and peddle illegal drugs. Now, they were on their own, but they planned to colonize the unexplored parts of the galaxy, and that is how their mothership ended up above Westeros, ahead of the main fleet. They were emitting a powerful virus, meant to wipe out all life on the planet so they could colonize it, but for some reason, it wasn't working. Jabba the Hutt, the head of the Amanto and previous crime lord gazed down on the world, anger clear in his feline eyes. His slug body on the bridge of the ship, his snake like tongue hanging from his gaping mouth and dripping drool onto his slimy fat rolls. He bellowed out an order and a half human, half wolf creature emerged from behind a door. His grey fur shimmered slightly in the light as the wolf was given his orders, to go down to the planet and figure out what was going on. He was put into an escape pod and shot down to the planet, and would appear like a shooting star. ------- Darrio looked towards Dany with a forced smile. He was feeling the strain of whatever sickness was infecting his body. It was a struggle just to remain standing, but he bore it all for his Queen. My Queen....might I have some time with you on my own? He asked her with a small chuckle. He needed to be alone with her, he wasn't sure how much longer he was doing to be alive, he could feel his body fading...he wanted to spend his last hours with her, in peace and with as much passion for the beautiful woman as he could muster. I know you are busy...but could we meet in your room? He asked her before giving her a small bow and walking away towards her room. Jorah was feeling slightly better than Darrio, but the fever still racked his body. He managed to meet with Missandei before he saw Dany. Ah, my Lady...how are you doing today? Is the Queen doing alright? He asked her, his voice breathless as he forced a smile, hoping she wouldn't see how much he was suffering from the unknown illness. ------------------------- Little did Margaery know, but Tommen had already past on, the only thing keeping his cock hard was the virus in his system. Now, it began to change him. Already, his skin was starting to rot faster than it should have. His eyes fluttered open, they seemed to be glowing yellow. He growled, he sounded like a beast. He wrapped his arms around her waists and his hands gave her firm rear a hard spank. His slowly rotting hand groping at her rear. He began to move his hips, his massive cock slamming deep into her, pushing past her cervix and into her womb as he let out a growl and a moan. His lips moved up to her own, his tongue lashing against her lips, pushing their way into her mouth as he plowed her like a bitch in heat. ----------------- Baelish had seen what was going on to the world, and he knew what needed to be done. He had put the Eyrie on lockdown and executed anyone with symptoms. He was heartless, but he would do what he needed to do, to protect himself, and Sansa. He looked to the girl and gently stroked her cheek, letting out a heavy sigh. Just be thankful, Sansa...thankful you don't have to see what is going on with the world right now. His voice was heavy and distraught, he had killed so many...he wasn't sure how they would get by now, but he would do whatever it took... He slowly leaned forward and gently kissed her forehead. We can never leave the Eyrie, Sansa...the world, is dying. We might be able to survive if we stay here. He explained to her, needing her to understand just how far the world had fallen.