*What PFM doesn't realize is that Pyro Climbers was mumbling a curse, not random letters. The stupid rocks actually made him all-knowing, seeing as Pyro was stupid to begin with. He cursed the throne so that the next person to sit in it would...*
PFM: What the...? Aaaahhhh!!!
*The chair eats then eats him, bones and all.*
*In the meantime, I'm at Disney Land scaring small children while I search for my lost brain. I find it, go back to where the throne last was, don't find it, climb Mt. Everest, find it empty, and sit in it. I lose my balance though, and tumble down all 29, 733 ft. of the mountain, taking the throne with me. I finally land, put myself back together, fly to the bahamas, bringing the throne with me, sit in it, and enjoy a martini...*
Me: "Ah... 'Tis good to be ruler of the land!"