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[therainbowking]

[The video turns on first -- a closeup of a handsome young man’s face. A blue eye flashes in the screen for a moment, then the camera is turned over in his hands, buttons are pressed -- and it switches to voice. There is silence for a moment, save for the fumbling of Renly’s hands and some quiet breaths, and then -- a soft ‘Aah.’ The strange device is blinking at him, apparently he is meant to communicate. Sadly, his voice does not sound quite as authoritative as he wishes it to, mostly due to confusion.]

This is King Renly Baratheon, lord of the Seven Kingdoms. Speak, whoever listens, and tell me how I may return home. I have pressing business to attend to and a war to win.

[He falls silent once again, frowning, and pokes at the comm, some of the arrogance in his tone fading to honest curiosity and confusion.] If there is anyone listening, that is. This device is quite strange.

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[watashinonamaewa]

[ Cibo's seen this before on the network — passengers desperate for a way home when there was none. She's stoic, as usual, and her tall structure leans to fit into the frame of the screen. She needs to find a higher place to put this thing. ]

There is no returning to your reality. At least, there isn't one that we can find yet. I am sorry.

[ There is a pause. Her expression softens. ] And if you need help adjusting to the technology, I am available.

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[therainbowking]

[...Oh the box is talking. That's ...somewhat unexpected, but at least it doesn't show much in his voice, despite the ever-growing confusion.]

--Ah, it would seem I do, my lady.

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[became]

...another one, huh? We're starting quite a collection of kings here on the Tranquility.

[ neal is a helpful person what. ]

permavoice

[therainbowking]

Are you? Who might they be?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[Well, that's...a bit of a surprise. Particularly since that certainly is not the older brother, unless he comes from a point earlier than Stannis...]

King Renly Baratheon? How did you come by your crown?

[voice]

[therainbowking]

I fight for it, ser, I have not yet claimed the throne.

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[ex_doublebarrel512]

Yeah, welcome to the club, man. [ A beat. ] You're on a space ship and, from what I hear, there isn't a way to get home. I'm pretty sure almost everyone in this place has 'pressing business' to be gettin' back to, but good luck figurin' out how to do it.

permavoice

[therainbowking]

[There is silence for a moment, considering this.]

Thank you for the information, ser.

text; 100% anon

[coffeeking]

You might want to read the welcome guide.

file >> hello.info

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[therainbowking]

I shall do so. [....Presumably after figuring out how text works.]

[ crouching tiger, hidden princess ]

[wont]

[ Given that Lord Renly is one of the few that remain from King's Landing who can recognize Sansa Stark with a glance, Alayne has not yet spoken up. Though, she is most certainly listening. ]

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[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

[ All these dead kings, WHAT IS GOING ON. ]

A person would think there are twenty-eight kingdoms.

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[therainbowking]

Are there so many kings here?

[wolfinthesnow]

[Oh for fuck's sake.]

Renly...Baratheon.

[therainbowking]

Is there any other?

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[upheld]

[ Brienne is just ... staring, awestruck. Seeing Renly, here, alive... but he was dead, died in her arms. ]

Your... Grace.

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[therainbowking]

[Oh, and he is smiling, but you can't see it. Feel free to imagine, Brienne.]

My lady Brienne! It is good to see a friend here.

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[kringlefuck]

Well shitknickers you old timey lot are certainly an amusement. Ive encountered several of you before.
I, jake english, the page of hope from the land of skullsmuggling, suitor of too many to count and keeper of microshorts for choice ass have to break the newflash to you and say that there really isnt way for you to get home unless the vessel itself sends you home.

More at 11.

I am also up to date with the lateest technology and have done some work on electronic devices and robo mechanics myself if you need a holler for anything sir.

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[therainbowking]

There would appear to be a great number of people from my home here, yes.

...I thank you for the offer, ser, but I believe I shall attempt to learn these devices myself.

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[abrahamic]

you're in space, not in england. are you a real king, even?

[sorry, but he finds this post really ridiculous]

[therainbowking]

I do not know of this England, ser. Is it across the Narrow Sea, perhaps?

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[withfireandblood]

[ King Baratheon? Well. She knows that Robert is dead, and she has met Stannis. But another Baratheon claiming himself King?

Daenerys does not like this. But he's not the Usurper. Not the Usurper, anyway. But, like King Robb... she does not bend at the knee for you. And your war? ]

The Kingdoms war? [ The Stark hadn't mentioned that. O-ho. It's just one more thing to add to her thoughts ]

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[therainbowking]

[Oh, it's someone he's only heard stories of and never really thought about until Robert began to mention her. Though he does not know her voice nor her face, he does know that there are people from Westeros here, and that is enough to make him at least slightly hesitant. But there are facts he can easily tell her, and this is one:]

Aye, the Young Wolf wars with the Lannisters for his sisters and the head of his father.

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[hearme]

[Cersei thinks she's secretly spying. Cersei thinks she's being a wonderfully sneaky, sly little thing. Cersei doesn't realise that she accidentally turned her camera on and is, thus, transmitting her face to her brother-in-law. She scoffs at the screen. King? Good luck with that.]

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[therainbowking]

[He's just raising an eyebrow, not that it can be seen. And, very drily:]

Ah, the lady Lannister. How do you fare, good sister?

video of MANPAIN;

[bruxisms]

[ If there was one dead pretender aboard the Tranquility, why not two?

But all the same, Stannis stares at the device in disbelief. Time and again, he had heard that voice in his dreams, and thought of what might had been had the boy merely listened for once in his life. A strange wave of guilt passes over him, though he knows his hands were clean. One way or another, he had died a traitor's death, but even still...

I did love him Davos, I know that now.

But, he remains defiant, speaking his treason when it would do him little good, both here, and in Westeros. He thinks of Jon Snow, and the oath that he had made him swear. For Robb's sake, he had said. No man should know their fate.

But he could not abide by such. Not for the brother that he loved and hated in turn. Hard truths. It had been how he had lived, and how he expected Renly to live, but the boy had fought against him time and again.

I did love him, Davos.

When he speaks, his voice is stern and commanding, his face showing little emotion. ]

Renly.

[ he swallows, moving his teeth from side to side. ]

I would think that not even you would be so foolish as to believe you can simply return to Westeros at your own accord.

[ But, he couldn't put it past Renly. He had been fool enough to desire the crown, without understanding the meaning. He really was far too much like Robert for his own good. ]

video of MANPAIN;

[therainbowking]

[....Oh, well ...video should be easy enough, in theory, if he can find that button again. --Ah, there it is, and there is Renly, crowned and armored and regarding Stannis steadily.]

Stannis. It is true, then? [He knows, at least, that Stannis would not lie to him. That has always been assured, ever since he was small.]

[northerner]

[ WELL THIS IS GONNA BE A THING. ]

As many have said, there is no way to return home. Not unless the ship's whims see fit to return you.

[therainbowking]

[LOOKS LIKE IT. HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT AN ALLIANCE, ROBB.]

And does this ship have many whims? [There's a bit of a lipquirk.] It is quite a strange ship, I am learning.

[kindlings]

[ Oh my god, what is her life. ]


Another one. King Renly, eh. [ Eyeroll. ]

I'd imagine we've got so many kings o' the South on this ship right now, we ought t' be sinking underneath the weight o' all your gilded asses.


[ Nevermind that's now how a starship works, but. :| ]

[therainbowking]

[He hesitates a moment or two, here, puzzling that out.]

I am the only one in the south to my knowledge, my lady, save if you are counting my elder brother in your reckoning.