» Mon Jan 10, 2011 5:21 pm
Here's Jauffree's speech to the blades and my responses in yellow.
Jauffree: Blades! Dark times are upon us!
Me: *looks around* It's a perfectly beautiful, sunny day, Jauffree!
Jauffree: The Emperor and his sons were slained on our watch...the Empire is in chaos!
Me: Chaos, old man? I don't see rioting in the streets, people killing each other for food or anything like that. Everyone's living their lives quite peacefully and discussing mudcrabs.
Jauffree: But there is yet hope! Here is Martin Septim, true son of Uriel Septim!
Me: Who is totally the son of the Emperor and a servant woman!
Blades: Hail Dragonborn! Hail Martin Septim! Hail!
Me: HEIL MARTIN! *salutes* Oh wait, wrong game...
Jauffree: Martin, the Blades are at your command, you will be safe here until you can take up your throne.
Me: What's wrong with a coup?
Martin: Jauffree...all of you...I know you expect me to be Emperor, I'll do my best, but this is all new to me.
Me: *mimics him* -After all, I have the blood of a poor, inbred servant woman, so I'm not 100% pureblood Septim.
Martin: I'm not used to giving speeches, but I-I wanted you to know that I cherish your welcome. I hope I prove myself loyalty of your service in the coming days. That's it, thank you.
Me: Lamest. Speech. Ever! BOOOOOOO!!!!!
Jauffree: Well then, thank you, Martin. We'd all best get back to our duties, eh captain?
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I ought to go to the fanfic fourms and do somethng like this.