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

The wolf man, who simply went by Gin, emerged from his pod a fair distance away from Meereen. He made his way to a ridge line overlooking the city, puling out a pair of electronic binoculars to zoom in on the ravaged city. He could see the bodies piled up, ready to be burned, so that proved that the virus was indeed working. Still, most if not all of the species should have been dead by now, so it was still odd. He decided her need more information. He let out a howl as his body began to mold, transform. More fur sprung forth from his skin as he transformed completely into a wolf. It would be much easier for him to slip into the city this way, and with a dash, he darted off towards the main entrance to the city. --------------------- Jorah could not bring himself to look Dany in the eyes. He just bowed his head as he was addressed. I am glad you are well, my Queen. It is good that both you and Missandei have not been infected with whatever this his. Jorah spoke truly, the relief evident in his voice as he slowly stood erect again, but still looked away from Dany, a pained expression on his face.I will join Missandei in fetching the others, a lady should not be alone what the city being in the state it is. He bowed to Dany and took off as he was just looking for an excuse to leave the room and go after his lover. He found her quickly, his worn and rough hand gently grasping her own. Sorry...I don't want to leave you alone...not now, not ever. Jorah spoke with a smile, trying to hide all the pain from the girl he had come to love so as not to worry her. Darrio held Dany gently in his arms with as much strength as he could muster. He felt far weaker than he once had, his muscles slowly withering from his body as he was dying, but he mustered all the strength he could to hold her for the few brief moments they could, before she pulled away. He gently squeezed her hand as he forced a smile to his face. Of course, my Queen....I am yours to command until my dying breath. He said with a chuckle, trying to remain witty, even though his dying breath might come in just a few hours, based on what his body was telling him. -------------- A sickly sweet scent began to fill the room as Margery and Tommen fucked like wild animals, it was the scent of rotting flesh. It filled the air and mingled with the incense that filled the room as Tommen's flesh slowly began to degrade. His tongue in her mouth was already degrading and rotting as well, filling Margery's taste buds with an unfamiliar flavor, but it wasn't repulsive...it too was sweet in a way. Smack! He spanked her hard again as he growled against her lips before he loved his lips from her own. His tongue trailed down her neck , nibbling and leaving red bite marks as he did so before he reached her large and jiggling breasts. His lips latched onto her mounds as he began to suck hard and his teeth sank in, drawing a small amount of blood from her skin. All the while, his cock pounded and slammed roughly into her cunt and womb, like a piston. Smack! Smack! Reach violent thrust caused Tomment to growl more as his lips detached from her breast with an audible pop. He pushed Margery off of his throbbing and by now, massive and larger than normal cock. He pushed her down and flipped her so she was on fours, like a bitch in heat. He gripped her flowing brown locks with his slowly decaying hand and tugged on them like a leash as his cock reentered her as he took her from behind, his hips smacking loudly and hard against her ass with each thrust, causing her firm rear to jiggle along with her breast. ------------------------------ Baelish let out another loud sigh as Sansa pressed the issue. He wanted to keep her in the dark about this, to keep her safe and to not worry her. It was clear to him now though that she would not stop asking or worrying until he told her exactly what was happening to the world outside the Eyrie. He took a few steps back and remained deep in thought for a moment before locking eyes with Sansa, his expression serious and pained. The world is suffering some kind of plague right now...it is very potent in males and kills them quickly. So many people are dying...I ordered anyone with symptoms to be killed or locked away...with the supplies in the Eyrie, we can last through the winter and then beginning farm. Without everyone who was infected dead and burned, we should be alright...surely you understand why I had to do, what I had to do, Sansa. For our sake. His voice was quiet and strained as he stressed the our in his final sentence as his hand gently brushed through her lovely orange locks, which reminded him so much of Cat. He waited for her, expecting her to be outraged at his actions.