What the... [walks into the king, who is not her father at all] Who the **** are you? [everyone gasps]
King I am the king!
The king? You are not the king. My father is the king, which makes me the princess.
RP Real Princess
Father, I think this peasant has gone mad with the plague... [spinning around, during which time we get to see her vagina under her dress] for everyone knows I am the true princess of the land.
[to a crying Clara]
Oh, it's OK, Clara. So we're not who we think we are. So what, right?
So what? If I'm not a princess, then I'm just another beautiful virgin with real C-cups and a super-tight ass that continuously vibrates and tastes like wild berries. Who could ever love some like that. [cries]
King Dungeon master, make sure the guillotine is not too far back on the stage. I want the people in the front row to have to wear rain ponchos.
My lord, perhaps you could see it in your heart to let me live here in your kingdom. And give me the opportunity to be the real princess I always thought I was. For I can be just as good as the officially sanctioned princesses in your kingdom. Allow me. [singing]
Yeah, Clara! She's doing it! It's working!...
[stops singing]
For ****'s sake, Xandir! I'm trying to impress the goddamn king! And I can't **** sing if you keep flapping those dick-sucking lips of yours!
King [Upon seeing Clara's bad behavior]
Guards, tomorrow, off with their heads!
[Panicked and grabs The King's Coat]
No wait! Please!
RG Rhino Guardian
[Prepearing to cut Clara's arms]
Release the king, vile peasant!
[Yelling Hero at Clara's danger]
Hero! Do something!
Oh, yes, of course. [ignoring Xandir and grabs a corpse Molly to close her eyes] Uh, you shouldn't see this, baby. I know how you are around blood and this could easily go that way.
[The Rhino guard cuts Clara's arms off] [scream]
OH NO! OH NOOO!!! [screaming]
[Rhino Guard throws Clara’s arms after she hold it]
Oh, you totally would not have been into that.
King Outrageous! How did you think you were going to get away with this? A foul-mouthed clone of my daughter. What if some child actually thought it was her using word shit****?
I understand. But we are taking measures.
King We are taking measures, too. Ooh! [an eraser bomb breaks into the window, his last words before he erased] What the...? [explosion]