Jon: Hey. I'm Jon Snow. *epic wink that makes you love him* Welcome to the author's random mind.
Me: *goes all fangirl because it's JON SNOW!* *giggle* Hi, everyone, welcome to the Song of Ice and Fire counseling service. They are by far the most screwed up people ever, so it's… interesting. I warn you, there is a lot of OOCness. So, here.
Ser Jorah: *looks terrified* I'm here to help, apparently. The Khaleesi made me, trust me, I wanted none of this. Why do you people think you're here?
Cersei: Apparently I have 'Chronic Incest Disorder'.
Joffrey: And I, apparently, am an evil weasel man.
Satin: Look at my name. That should tell you everything.
Tyrion: I have been told I'm 'too awesome for my own good'.
Arya: I think I'm a boy…
Sansa: I'm having a bad identity crisis. Alayne, Sansa, Sweetling… I just don't know anymore.
Eddard: I freaking had my HEAD CUT OFF.
Littlefinger: I creep innocent young girls out.
Varys: I'm too epically scary.
Daenerys: I breast-feed dragons. Do you know how much that hurts?
Bran: I turned into a tree and died. I'm scared.
Theon: *tries to stop smiling* I have chronic smiling problems.
Summer: Everyone ignores me.
Sam: I think I'm Sam Gamgee one day, and Sam the Slayer the next.
Loras: I am the knight of flowers. FLOWERS. I'm a man! I deserve better!
Jaime: I want my hand back, and I've also been diagnosed with 'Chronic Incest Disorder'.
Cersei: BASTARD! Where were you when I was trapped in that stupid sept? HUH?
Jaime: If I said I was with Brienne of Tarth, you'd kill me.
Cersei: *fumes* You are such an idiot. *chases Jaime out of the Godswood (where they happen to be)*
Ser Jorah: Oh, Lordys. We'll get back to this… soon. Sadly.
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