Castle M ardis"stein"
Introducing the faithful subjects of Castle Mardis"stein"!
Hi, I'm Mike . As the Lord of the castle it is my job to keep the doors open and the moat filled. I suffer through regular staff uprisings orchestrated to usurp my rightful position. My lot in life, although lofty by common standards, is stressful and full of adventure. Why just last week I was on the trail of a particularly ferocious dragon when . . . ,
Excuse my interruption. I'm Kathi and I wanted to cut in and save you from having to suffer through what I've had the dubious honor to experience for the last twenty years--Mike's creative, fanciful, and sometimes boring dissertations.As Lady of the castle it is my regal position to keep the servants (see below) under control and the cupboards in order. As the "glue" which holds this castle together I can tell you that without the gentle touch of my loving hand the rest of the inmates couldn't make it through an entire day. Take my glorious intuitive abilities for example. Yesterday that ungrateful lout I'm married to said . . . , [Click here to move to my GH/PC page]
I hate this stupid picture. Hey dude! I'm Chris. Whatayalookinat? Haven't you got anything better to do than poke around this old castle? I tell ya, when I turn 21 I'm blowin' this burg. I've been carrying the load around here for 21 years: "boil the oil, sharpen the lance, clean the dungeon." It never ends! ... Wait a minute, I AM 21!
Am I smiling? Hi, I'm Eric. I'm the reason Chris has so many chores. I don't have to do much of anything around the castle. Who says older brothers are smarter? I've been keeping Chris pretty much under my thumb for 19 years, now. Gee, if he only knew! All I have to do is break some little known rule and make it look like he did it and--presto!--Chris gets another chore. It's too easy!
Hi, I'm Wendy (old picture). If I get any cuter my father is going to lock me up in the tower. I know he dreads the day some knight comes calling, shield in hand, to steal my heart away. Poor daddy! Mother says I'm getting too big. She says she'll let me get my ears pierced the same day she lets me start dating--when I'm twenty five. Let's see, 25 take away 15 is. . . ,
Wendyyyy! It's my turn! I'm Jenny. I'd bat my long brown lashes at you and pretend to be shy and embarrassed; but there isn't a SHY bone in my body! I'm thirteen years old (another old picture); going on sixteen! My feet haven't touched the castle floor in four years. I'm not saying I have a lot of energy, but watch what I can do while hanging from this chandelier! Watch!, watch!, where are you going? Don't close your eyes. I won't fall--probably, . . .
Hi, I'm Junior. I came home with the Lord and Lady about eleven years ago. I even have seniority on the little girl that just pulled that shiny thing out of the ceiling; although you wouldn't know it the way I'm treated around here. My dog"main" has recently been infiltrated by a duffous interloper named PC. This black and white bundle of bouncing, drooling irritation is always jumping at me trying to get me to play. I've heard the master say he's a Shiatzu, although he doesn't pronounce it exactly that way. When I can get away from the (other mutt) I spend most of my day dozing, . . . Oh, excuse me. Where was I before I nodded off?My job around the castle is to keep out from under the Lord's foot and to leave little clumps of doggie hair laying around. I may not be very bright, but I make up for it by being too cute for my own good! The Lord isn't impressed with me, but the Lady keeps him off my back. I've got the kids pretty much twisted around my paw.
Mike@Mardis.com for Mike Kathi@Mardis.com for Kathi
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