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[the feed is underwater, and not immediately focused on eridan (though his cape does drift slightly into view here and there). few, if any, will recognize the atlantean palace or its throne room, but the architecture and the being underwater thing might tip them off.]
Considerin' it's been about a week or so now, and I hawen't seen skin nor scale a her, it's pretty safe to say that Namora a Atlantis ain't roamin' these waters no more.
[a pause.]
That bein' said, as the last sea dweller and the only indiwidual who ain't got garbage slippin' through their weins around here, it's only natural that I take ower their palace and assorted territories in their absence. Maintain 'em and such.
Aforementioned territories bein' all sewen seas and ewerythin' in between, for the record.
[he flips the camera away from a meandering lionfish (his name is xerxes the sewenth) and to himself, comfortably sprawled in namor's throne. and being smug as a motherfucker. like literally, he's been super smug about shit before but at the moment his smugness may be mutating surrounding sealife just by how goddamn potent it is.
the lay of his cape obscures the slight bulges under his clothing at his shoulder and leg, for the most part, but his left fin is visibly torn, and still an angry purple.]
As fair and generous warnin', I'm allowin' the humans continued usage a my oceans not outta goodwill, but outta necessity. Mostly since you lungbreathers would probably start whinin' your tailfins off about widespread starwation or some shit if I didn't. But if I start seein' anythin' I don't necessarily like happenin' in my waters, I won't hesitate to fuck some a your laughable tin can ships all manner a up 'til the message starts comin' through clearer-like.
I ain't currently acceptin' wirgin sacrifices or tributes a precious metals and stones, but be watchin' for that in the future.
[he gives a little wave of his ringed fingers at the comm.]
Ewenin', dirtscrapers. And long liwe the Prince.
[end feed.]
Considerin' it's been about a week or so now, and I hawen't seen skin nor scale a her, it's pretty safe to say that Namora a Atlantis ain't roamin' these waters no more.
[a pause.]
That bein' said, as the last sea dweller and the only indiwidual who ain't got garbage slippin' through their weins around here, it's only natural that I take ower their palace and assorted territories in their absence. Maintain 'em and such.
Aforementioned territories bein' all sewen seas and ewerythin' in between, for the record.
[he flips the camera away from a meandering lionfish (his name is xerxes the sewenth) and to himself, comfortably sprawled in namor's throne. and being smug as a motherfucker. like literally, he's been super smug about shit before but at the moment his smugness may be mutating surrounding sealife just by how goddamn potent it is.
the lay of his cape obscures the slight bulges under his clothing at his shoulder and leg, for the most part, but his left fin is visibly torn, and still an angry purple.]
As fair and generous warnin', I'm allowin' the humans continued usage a my oceans not outta goodwill, but outta necessity. Mostly since you lungbreathers would probably start whinin' your tailfins off about widespread starwation or some shit if I didn't. But if I start seein' anythin' I don't necessarily like happenin' in my waters, I won't hesitate to fuck some a your laughable tin can ships all manner a up 'til the message starts comin' through clearer-like.
I ain't currently acceptin' wirgin sacrifices or tributes a precious metals and stones, but be watchin' for that in the future.
[he gives a little wave of his ringed fingers at the comm.]
Ewenin', dirtscrapers. And long liwe the Prince.
[end feed.]
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I don't want to call you drooling or stupid so I won't, but I'm 99% that's not how royalty runs in any sense. Your bloodline hardly matters when there's no line of succession in EXISTENCE. Why are you obsessing so much about it?
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twwo sea dwwellers are royalty caste no matter wwhat therefore wwhen the atlanteans stopped bein around to rule i naturally took ovver for em thats just howw it wworks
or howw its SUPPOSED to wwork anywway it aint like you humans didnt fuck up on a wwhole mess a other things after wwe put together this entire shitty univverse for you
and three because i like remindin the lowwbloods a their place
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Blood aside, don't you realize that we lowbloods don't care? We really couldn't. We'll forget in a week.
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and evven if the rest of em do ill end up joggin their memory sooner or later its not a big deal
aint like im unused to bein fuckin ignored anyhoww
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It's all just super depressing.
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Having a kingdom backed by nothing doesn't sound like a wonderful prospect.
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wwhich sure aint NOTHIN so fuck you im doin great
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and theyre not DOMESTICATED im pretty sure xerxes here is tryin to sting the fuck outta me wwhen im not lookin
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I thought you were a joke, but now I see that this whole scenario is. I must have been blind.
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wwhoevver the fuck you are
see youre a nobody you aint got any right to go criticizin howw i conquer the fuck outta shit
noww if you start tellin me you got awwesome powwers ovver the truest a wwhite sciences LIKE SOME PEOPLE those people bein me wwell then i might be halfwway interested
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I'm not the one suddenly grabbing at territory like a toddler.
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noww only the truest a the sort that bein the wwielder a the purest wwhite nonfictional fuckin powwer drawwn from the wweepin wwrath-wweary eyes a fifty thousand slaughtered nonfictional fuckin angels but its basically the same as any other kind
just a thousand times more kickass
[100% serious.]
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literally ]
I think I lost track after weeping? I don't understand.
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Angels.
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and fuckin difficult as FUCK to kill each of em ate about a minute a sustained fire from only the most kickass a god wweapons around before theyd evven quit buzzin around tryin to evviscerate folk and such
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or sburb i guess wwhatevver
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Games aren't real.
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But it sounds unbelievable.
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