A Quick Westworld Theory: Charlotte Hale is Actually Maeve

I am attempting to get this out before the Season 1 Finale of Westworld so I'm having to make this much shorter than I'd want to. I really want to delve into this theory and yet can't fully do that here because then this won't be released until after the finale. And after that it might be proven wrong so what would be the point of talking about it?

So if it's proven right in the finale, or not entirely dismissed, I'll make a longer post about it. If it's shown to be false I won't bother.

Crossing the Divide 20

"A team lead by Lady Hisara Kaari, ruler of our House, eventually found its way to a place of eternal winter." Alexander said, taking me out of that brief memory. "It was cold and unlike anything that had been seen before. What made them stay there as long as they did was the sight of a different kind of dragon. These creatures were white as snow and had a shine like they were made of ice. They were also much larger than any dragon known in Valyria. The smallest of them easily dwarfed the most renowned of any of the dragonlord families. It was at this point they felt as if the gods had answered their prayers of how they were to proceed next."

With all this talk of the Kaari wanting to evolve themselves it made me think that they would like what had happened to me. Maybe if my House had still been alive now they would consider me some kind of chosen one. That I would be ruler of my House merely because of the wicked fate placed upon me. But all I wanted was to be was human and thinking of myself as such was becoming harder every day. Did it really matter what I was, though?

"After many months of effort, they managed to bring back some ice dragon eggs." It continued.

"Hisara ordered experimentation on the eggs commence to bring about a fire and ice hybrid. It wasn't certain what such experimentation could yield. Some hoped to merely increase the size of the fire breathing dragons while others wanted something a little more complicated. The size was one fact and another was the ability to breathe both fire and ice. Or just a combination of the two."

"Were the experiments successful?" I asked, though I was already sure of the answer.

"Most weren't and abominations were created. Pitiful creatures that could hardly breathe and died soon after hatching."

I was now seeing through Hisara's eyes and felt her worry. There had been too many needless dragons suffering. Being descended from dragons, she felt as if she were harming parts of herself. The newest hatchlings screamed and yelled as their blood froze leaving them to only know pain before dying. She stood strong and didn't let the other Kaari see her tears. Those were for her and her husbands only.

"So the experiments were stopped but not before there were two eggs ruled to be successes." Alexander continued. "The Kaari most knowledgeable about the countless failures said that the two felt different. There was an energy in them that they hadn't felt in the others. These two were kept safe and guarded by the most skilled swordsmen of the House. But when the Doom of Valyria came to be the eggs were lost amongst all the chaos. Some cried out that House Targaryen, the only House to survive the Doom with dragons, had stolen them. This was later proved to be untrue and when the Targaryens started to enact their genocide upon our House there was no time to look for the eggs. But now the two dragons have been found."
 
-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jaime Lannister Fic

You can read it HERE

Crossing the Divide 19

As he walked away happier than before, I heard familiar footsteps coming behind me. I hadn't been avoiding him, but being a leader meant you couldn't spend the time with people you wanted to. I always saw Alex as we shared the same bed, but Chris Redfield was different. We worked in separate areas and I had the farming mission to deal with.

"What did you tell him?" Chris asked.

"That I was sending him to be closer to his wife." I replied.

"And is that the real reason?"

"He seems to be harboring thoughts that would cause problems for the Mormonts. He has hatred in his heart and if that is allowed to fester he will turn on me. I don't hate the woman he hates with as much wrath as he does."

I didn't tell Chris but I knew if one or two men were angry, there would be more. The best I could do was placate them in ways that seemed I was being selfless. In reality, though, I would be keeping them away from causing too much damage before they could see reason again. At Eden that man could cause serious damage while at an outpost the damage would be minimal. He might not notice the manipulation or maybe he wouldn't care once he had arrived.

"I haven't seen you much." Chris said, longing hidden deep in his voice.

"Ruling the Mormonts doesn't give me much time to talk with friends." I admitted. "Anytime I can find rest I use it. I might spar with Khaleesi but we've known each other since my mission started. Plus training with her helps keep me prepared for the real fight."

"Besides the nineteen you brought back from Nymeria Base, are you considering anyone else?"

"You're asking me if I'm considering you."

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic

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My Pokemon Journals Results (Survey)

Are you wondering about the results of the survey found HERE? Even if you aren't I will still be making this post to go over the results and what I feel about them. Before I begin I want to thank the forty-five brave souls that took this survey and, in doing so, helped me to understand my fanbase a little bit more.

I Don't See Anything Giveaway (Jash's Dragon Army)

Update: This giveaway is over. I want to thank everyone who participated here. If you can't wait until next giveaway you can go to the Dragon Cave Forums where people will trade and give away eggs. I am also more than willing to breed upon request.

If you would like to learn more about my dragon army you can go HERE. It is constantly evolving and I would love your input on how it is progressing so far.

While the giveaway is over, feel free to discuss Westworld. Oh, if you want to buy the theme to Westworld and help support this blog, merely buy the music via the ad on the bottom of this post.

Westworld is a sci-fi show about robots, the wild west, and understanding what it means to be human. It is a show full of mystery that is highly addictive. There are little clues spelling out that the show is more complicated than we think. If you're worried about needing to watch the original film, don't be. You don't need to watch it to be able to understand the show.

I am writing this a week or so before the actual giveaway so I'm afraid of saying something that is proven to be wrong. Ford might be revealed as a Host by the time I post this. Or it might be revealed that this show doesn't take place on Earth.

There are so many things that could happen!

Figuring my blog readers should get something that I can actually give away.

If you don't already have a Dragon Cave account, you can sign up for one if raising dragons interests you. If you already have an account, pick an egg at will. If you don't have an account and don't want one, please share this with a friend that does.

Here are the eggs this time around:

Mini-Review: Westworld "The Well-Tempered Clavier"

I'm hoping to get more reviews out by doing this mini-review format. If I want to go into actual depth on this show I'll do so via multi-vlog reviews or other posts.

In this review of the Westworld episode "The Well-Tempered Clavier" there will be spoilers. So if you haven't seen the episode, stop reading now and go see it before continuing.

Crossing the Divide 18

A Queensguard held a cup of tea, steam coming off of it indicating it was freshly made. I shivered as I recognized it although the knowledge was hidden in the darkness of my time in the direwolf pack. The man was holding moon tea, also known as tansy tea, which was used to either prevent or abort pregnancies. My stomach had already begun to bulge and killing my child now...no...no. Not this. Anything but this.

"As a mother it is beyond painful to lose a child." Cersei said. "You have mocked my losses and so I shall make you have one of your own."

"I didn't choose to have this child." I said, sounding more confident than I felt. "You chose to have your children, I didn't."

I hated my sensitive nose as it picked up tansy, mint, wormwood, honey, and pennyroyal. I was able to pick up how they mixed into each other and how much there was of each ingredient. I wanted to vomit and curse my sense of smell. A sense that, at any other time, would be a huge benefit to myself and those I allied myself with. Now my sense of smell helped better foretell the doom that would soon fall upon me.

"It doesn't matter how you had your child." The Lannister said, a cold grin on her face. "What matters is that mothers like you will have an innate sense to protect it. Weak mothers that seek only to protect the innocent. You'll cry over your dead bastard because you care too much. But you don't have to let your unborn child suffer that fate. I will let you keep the child if you simply answer some questions."

If I wanted to I could easily push away the cup and the plan would have been for naught. Of course that wasn't true as she could always weaken me and then give me the moon tea. She wanted me to commit the deed and so she would wait until I drank. Any torture she did to me that resulted in the death of the bastard would be blamed on me and she knew it. There was no way out for me and yet my mind raced to figure something out. The majority of escape plans weren't possible as I would be trading my bastard for Jeor. One life for another. Alex or Alec. The cycle kept on repeating itself. An endless loop of pain and agony. House Kaari's symbol made more sense than it should have. I managed not to shiver at my revelation.

I could agree to Cersei's demand and not have to give up any child. I could let both of them live. Bronn would never be referred to as the child's father as I wanted to get far away from him when this was over. He had been kind to me but f***ing him to keep safe was already giving me nightmares. I woke up in the middle of the night at times shivering at dreams where Jorah left me because of my disloyalty to him. What did he want me to do?

At those times the only thing I could keep comfort in was Bronn's words about Jorah being a fool to leave me. He worded it to be about f***ing, but at least it was something. At least there was someone comforting me. He wasn't here now and neither was Jorah. The latter I trusted to give me good advice on what to do. I didn't want to give up either and yet...it wasn't really about bartering my children. It was about bartering Jorah, Daenerys, and all those I had met in Essos. It was about bartering for who could win the war. The death of my unborn child would devastate me and yet there would be more that would die if he would live. If Daenerys died then Jorah would never be the same. If he found out that she had died because of me...I would never share his bed again. He would try to kill me if love for me had fully left his heart. My husband's life and love being gone from me was something that I could never let happen.

"You're more heartless than I thought." Cersei said. "I didn't think it would take you this long."
 
-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Cersei Lannister Fic

You can read it HERE