Bowling Queen

Everybody loves a Bohemian, Rhapsodic Bowler.



Oh my god, I love you guys so much. Don't ever leave me. I nearly cried for joy.


Now, I found this quiz on Anika's LiveJournal, and I don't like the answers it gave me:

If You Ruled the Land . . . by wackyweasel
Your first name:
How you gained your rule:	Military coup, of course! They never saw it coming . . .Walked in and took the throne while they were at lunchRightful heir!!Strategic poisoning . . .Mind controlAsked for it really nicely, 'pretty please'No idea . . .
Your title is:	The Awesomest One
Your symbol is:	the eagle, for grace, power, and big freaking wings
You rule from:	a cloud castle - so fluffy . . .
At your side is:	your unicorn steed, Sparkles
Your enforcers, troops, and guards are all:	just regular, run-of-the-mill . . . cyborgs
Your most popular law is:	"National Pajamas Day"
Your least popular law is:	Pinky swearing equals a binding contract
Your worst enemy is:	Ringo Starr, but you can't remember why . . .
Your popularity rating is:: 29%
Your chance of being overthrown is:: 17%
Quiz created with MemeGen!

Now, you may be wondering what's so wrong with it, and I'll tell you. First off, The Awesomest One? That's all well and good for here and now, but if I were to really have taken over the kingdom by mind control (by which I really mean subtle manipulation which makes me appear to be completely awesome), then I think I would be known as Eleanor the Benevolent, or perhaps as Eleanor the Benign- you know, something which makes me sound completely unthreatening and loved by the masses. Also, a cloud castle? That's all well and good for a singing princess like Snow White who wants to be cut off from the real world in her castle with her hot prince, but if I'm to rule by staying between one and ten steps ahead of my enemies, then I need very open routes of communication. By that, I of course mean that most of my spies will be the fake kind that the enemy knows are there and feed false information. They, however, will be carrying encrypted messages from my other, real spies, which they will pick up before coming to me in the palace. The spies themselves won't know that they're just for show, of course- they'll think they're carrying messages from childhood friends or secret lovers. In other news, I'm ok with having cyborgs, the eagle as a symbol, and with having a unicorn named Sparkles (the last is good for my benign image), and I think it's awesome that I can't remember why Ringo Starr is my enemy.