King Dylans Court

[CandleLite]

come ye pesants and bask in his radient joy and good humor

[King Dylan]

by court you mean? Am I the juddge? or is this my courtyard?

[CandleLite]

dude a king needs a court. hence the old english in the 1st post.... if you dont like it....... *sniffel*

[King Dylan]

oh...I knew that! You passed my first test.

[CandleLite]

oh good! do i move up from scullery maid then??

[vesuvanprincess]

I wanna be the court's princess! Please! pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!!! *sad puppy dog eyes* Please oh great and magnificent King Dylan!

[King Dylan]

Ok from here by today, I, Dylan I (that's a roman numeral fyi) am crowned king of the OTD. Sure you can be the princess, Candle, you can be my Pastry Cheff and KOOS is my lady-in-waiting. And that HUGE house I built is my castle.

[vesuvanprincess]

sweet, bow before us peasants! Candle, would you be a dear Royal Pastry Chef and make me an apple turnover? ....mmmmm.... *drools* *but it's like princess-like drool, you know? ...rather than like, crass peasant drooling and stuff... um, yeah...*

[Blanket]

hiya King Dylan I think your Flames will be jousting my Oilers soon.

[King Dylan]

your the princess of clean windows. By that i mean....your a maid. I was joking. I know everyone is going to be like "Why do you get to be king?" Well...why shouldn't I? It's not like everyone wanted King henry VIII to be king...