A Rampage in the Life

[wakethedragon]

Who: Mirror!Viserys and open
What: Rampaging post-torture. You want the dragon? YOU GOT THE DRAGON.
Where: All over the Barge
When: Day 2, possibly into the wee hours of Day 3
Warnings: Things will be breaking. There may be violence. Also, shouting and general craziness.

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Dining Hall

[wakethedragon]

He thought of the coward who always went to Claire before eating his meals. Cowards were stupid, cowards were tortured! He marched into the dining hall with his trusty, bloodied chair leg. He kicked over chairs and started pushing over the tables. He needed to hear the sound of things breaking, so he made a beeline for a stack of plates.

Dining Hall

[scarlet_discord]

Wanda looked up from her boring-ass soup to see a guy with a giant bloodied d--oh wait, it was just a chair leg. But still, Silverhair was up in arms about something, and it looked to be really, really amusing.

Eyebrows up; she made an almost lazy gesture and the plates he was heading for rose up and started drifting around teasingly, just begging for a good hard swing.

Re: Dining Hall

[wakethedragon]

He came to an abrupt, sliding halt when the plates rose into the air. He stared at them, open mouthed, and for a single instant his hands started to shake.

But no! He wasn't going to be afraid of plates! He took the chair leg in both hands and started to swing at the drifting plates, occasionally grazing one, sometimes swinging wildly and nearly falling down.

Dining Hall

[scarlet_discord]

Wanda watched, and surprised herself by not laughing. There was blood on that chair leg and that said that Silverhair had done some growing. Cause for celebration, really.

"Nail those fuckers! Go on and cut loose! C'mon, you can do this."

Bathroom

[wakethedragon]

One by one, he went into the stalls and crouched down in front of the rolls of toilet paper. He tore at the rolls until they were completely unwound. He then threw the toilet paper around, laughing maniacally.

Gardens

[wakethedragon]

The old him would have loved all these pretty flowers! But the old him was tortured! He was crying and laughing at the same time as he tore up handfuls of roses, flinging them about, dirt and bits of green raining down on him.

Re: Gardens

[hourglass_twin]

Raistlin rather liked the gardens, so was furious when he saw the man tearing them apart like a madman.

"Stop that at once!" the white robed mage snapped, grabbing for the man's wrist to try and stop him before he pulled apart another handful of roses.

Re: Gardens

[wakethedragon]

"DO NOT TOUCH THE DRAGON!" Viserys shrieked at the top of his lungs, flinging a handful of dirt at the man's face.

Re: Gardens

[hourglass_twin]

Raistlin yelled and jerked away from the madman, blinking rapidly and trying to wipe the dirt out of his eyes. Though his eyes were still tearing up, he bent down and picked up a handful of fallen rose petals. He began to chant and, after a few seconds, threw the rose petals at the man's eyes. The spell was meant to make the man fall asleep, however, due to the effects of the Barge, it would only make him feel slightly drained for a short amount of time.

Random Common Area

[wakethedragon]

He didn't know what level he was on, and he didn't care! He picked up a trash can and turned it upside down, letting all the refuse fall to the ground. He then threw the empty can against the wall.

Re: Random Common Area

[snownotstark]

Jon happened upon him right as the can hit the ground, and he arched a slow eyebrow at the prince. This was so unlike the weak, naive man he'd met in the past week but he couldn't say that he was disappointed by what he saw. "I was beginning to believe you were no true Targaryen at all."

Re: Random Common Area

[wakethedragon]

Viserys whirled around at the sound of the voice. "Lord Stark." The old him would have been stammering, bowing and scraping, because he knew all about the former bastard of Winterfell, all the things he had done!

But the old him was pathetic, sniveling, shaking on a floor and screaming in pain. He wouldn't be him ever again! "You believed wrong, then, didn't you?"

Re: Random Common Area

[snownotstark]

Jon smiled slowly at that, a smile that lacked all warmth to it. Some people said that the north had made him cold to his very core. And that was why he did half the things he was rumored to be responsible for.

"How would you like to get off this ship, my lord?"

Stalking a Corridor

[wakethedragon]

He's charging down a corridor, swinging his chair leg in a menacing fashion.

Re: Stalking a Corridor

[takeyouapart]

Merlin had been following something of a trail of destruction up to this point, though it had all seemed a bit random and difficult to track. It was only luck, really, that brought him to the corridor that his apparent target was in.

Immediately he blamed himself: he should have waiting for him to come around, should have shown his hand, should have talked.

"Viserys!"

Re: Stalking a Corridor

[wakethedragon]

Viserys whirled around at the sound of his name. He growled, because he wasn't someone to mess with, not anymore! Also, he couldn't throw the chair leg, it was his only weapon. If he threw it, it wouldn't be in his hands anymore. And the person calling his name was too far away for him to take a proper swing at.

[takeyouapart]

He raised his hands, doing the best he could to look nonthreatening - although he knew his flood counterpart was anything but.

"Viserys. You have to stop."