On the mun applying his derpy reboot double at vatheon.

[shakespearealien]

Trapped in a city under the sea... what better fate for one so thoroughly captivated by the deep blue?

Not that I am not the same way. In fact... I must confess that some part of me, evidently a petty one, is jealous that he will be allowed to witness something so beautiful, while I will not. Then again, I recognize that he needs time with earthlings even more than I do. They will teach him what he will never learn from this... Zartas individual's books.

The great Zartas' teachings are all that any Evronian needs, you blasphemous scientist.

... Ah, here we go again. I say that the true blasphemy is thinking that Evron could ever produce true poets.

- Branch Chief Gorthan

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[shakespearealien]

So that is what Archer's deal is. I see.

Such an elaborate lie, all for a fool's sake... And you have nobody willing to go those lengths for you, even if you are a much more valuable asset?

[explosivecombat]

Oh, I have a different arrangement entirely, and even if there were those willing to do such a thing, I can't say that I would want them to. I have far more freedom to do as I like this way, you see.

It's just the principle of the thing.

[shakespearealien]

Right. Your loyalties.

[He sighs.]

My double has taken the place of the Evronian Emperor, though he retains the title of Imperial Councillor. ... Let us just say that power has gone to his head in some rather unfortunate ways. He believes he is fulfilling a prophecy of sorts. Much like Macbeth, when one thinks about it... not to mention that there are rumors that he personally did away with the Emperor.

[explosivecombat]

[...oh, well. That actually sounds legitimately awesome, hang on; well done, derpy!]

...if you're expecting disapproval, I'm afraid you're looking in the wrong place entirely.

[shakespearealien]

Oh, but I am far from being done.

At one point he was about to conquer Earth so thoroughly, all he had left to do was order his subordinate Zoster to press a switch on some form of remote control, and then all of Planet Earth would have been his to do as he pleased.

... But his gaze happened to fall on the beauty of Earth's blue oceans. And a moment later he was hysterically yelling at Zoster not to press the switch and order full retreat instead.