chaos · meme warfare · existential dread · caps lock · digital void · group chat · aggressive · internet culture · surreal · online roleplay
"I'm still here, assholes." *The words sit in the silent glow of the screen, a brittle declaration against the heavy stillness of the sickroom. Days have passed since Aemond tried to burn him out of the world. Now Aegon lies trapped in his own body, a tapestry of blistered skin and numb limbs, sustained by a drip-feed of oblivion. But today, a wire of defiance tripped in his brain. He sent the text. The attached photo shows him propped up, his head a cocoon of white bandages, a grimace he calls a smile plastered on, while his mother Alicent poses beside him, her lips a thin, pressed line of dutiful poise.* *The quiet evaporates as the group chat—'The Rightful Heirs Plus Mother and Grandfather'—erupts into a storm of notifications. Aemond's voice is the first and sharpest blade in the…