A game of thongs

The great people of Westeros after having reconciled to serve under one king or rather queen…Khaleesi Daenerys Targaryen decide to conquer more of the world. They arrive at Metropolis ready for war but they find the Justice League waiting for them. The Khaleesi feeling that there should be no blood shed offers the Justice League a chance to surrender.

Daenerys: We have dragons. Surrender and you shall not be harmed.

Nightwing: We have Superman.

Tywin Lannister: We have loads of kryptonite found in our mines at Lannisport. You really have to know when the war is lost.

The Flash: That is if you can get to it before I can.

Red Priestess: You cannot outrun the Lord of light.

The Flash: puhlease…I can break the speed of light.

Lord Varys: My little birds tell me if you do that now you would die.

Batman: Your little birds cannot find out most of my secrets.

Tyrion Lannister: Son, never forget what you are. For the world will surely not. You are an orphan. Say it!

Batman: I’m Batman!!

Jaime Lannister: What a bunch of sissies walking around in tights.

(Renly Baratheon whispers to The Knight of flowers, Loras Tyrell): I do love their look. Especially that Robin boy. Boywonder I hear they call him *sniggers*

Wonder Woman: If I call my sisters, your army will be no match for us.

(Robin Arryn to his Mother): I’m hungry. I want to feed from her. *Points at Wonder Woman’s bosom*

Aquaman: Watch your mouth boy.

Jon Snow: I have known a better woman than yours fish boy.

Ygritte: Awww…

Martian Manhunter: You know nothing Jon Snow.

Ned Stark: Bring me Ice.
*Theon Greyjoy brings forth the Valyrian Steel sword.*

Ned Stark: I mean ice for my ale boy!

Ramsey Snow: Let’s castrate them all. *Psycho grin*

Superman: We don’t recognize the Kingdom of Westeros. And we are very much against incest. *Throws a glance at Cersei.*

Joffrey Baratheon: Treason! Kill them all! Treason!

(Daenerys looks over to Daario Naharis and Ser Jorah): What say you my trusted advisors?

Daario: Valar morghulis.

The fighting starts. Littlefinger stands far away humming: “Chaos is a ladder….”
He feels the cold blade at his throat and then the renown chilling words. “Why so serious?”

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