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[Mr. Tumnus]

Okay, you are allowed either to create your own character, or use one from the book "The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe".

BEFORE TAKING A CANNON CHARACTER You must first visit the following link:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Chara...icles_of_Narnia

and/or also

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Chronicle...nd_the_Wardrobe

WARNING: MAJOR SPOILERS!

Then you need to PM either Mr. Tumnus or Lucy Pevensie to apply for that character. A 500 word sample RP is required, as well as a short essay as to why you deserve that character (don't worry, we don't bite! If you are the first to ask for the character, or if nobody else wants it, you most likely will get it. Personal friends of the admins do NOT get special treatment!)

IF YOU ARE CREATING YOUR OWN CHARACTER, we will need the following information:

Character Name:
Age:
Race (like centaur, faun, etc):
Optimistic or Pessimistic:
Good or Evil:
Favorite food:
Short History:
100 word sample RP:

ALSO: if you want a dolly for your avatar or sig, this is a good site:
http://www.stvgr.net/dhf/
so yeah...try it...

[Lucy Pevensie]

Added :

USERNAMES - If you create an account that is a main character's name, and you do not get that character, you may have an admin change your name so you can create another character. This is just to make sure one person doesn't have 50 accounts.

[Leon_Scramp]

(I'm pretty sure Mr. Tumnus okayed this race, if not, I'll change it. Also, the Calormenes obviously weren't in LWW, but they are from the series. )
Character Name:Leon Scramp
Age: 4 (I think that would be like late teens or early twenties, for a devil who's life was extended by all this magic stuff)
Race (like centaur, faun, etc): Talking Animal- Tasmanian Devil
Optimistic or Pessimistic: Pessimistic
Good or Evil: Good
Favorite food: A nice, fat, juicy steak.
Short History: Leon is a tasmanian devil, descended from a line of devils blessed by Aslan with the power of speech. He is quick to temper, but very loyal to his friends and family. He tends to be rude, without meaning to be. It is advised that his cute and cuddly exterior not be underestimated in a brawl.

100 word sample RP:
"What the bloody hell is going on here?" Leon watched as a parade of animals passed in front of him, blocking his path to the bridge, his only nearby path across the river. A bounding deer dodged past him, knocking the devil on his rump. Infuriated, he was ready to give chase when a fox trotted up next to him, yelling that an attack was on the way. The Calormenes, always envious of the magnificent land Narnia had, were making yet another raid. Burning everything in their path, they grabbed the slower animals and caged them. A carriage in the back of the parade carried imprisoned animals, screaming for help. Leon, always loyal to his people and still pissed, stalked into the trees and waited for the carriage to come by.


Welcome, Leon! You will make an excellent addition to Narnia Dos, I'm sure! And yes, you are permitted to be a Tasmanian Devil...lol

[King_Galdar]

Character Name: King Galdar
Age: irrelevant
Race: minotaur
Optimistic or Pessimistic: pessimistic
Good or Evil: evil
Favorite food: meat?
Short History: Galdar has been a warrior for all of his life. About ten years ago, he lost an arm in battle, and was forced to serve the Talon Leader, who does not know anything about military. Eventually, he deserted because he just could not take the stupidity anymore and he stumbled upon Narnia.
100 word sample RP: The wind whistled in his ears as he trudged through the forest. It'd been 10 days since he'd last eaten, and he was ready to pass out with fatigue. Not a creature stirred, and the goddamn snow was interfering with his sense of smell. "What ever happened to you, Galdar?" he asked himself. Suddenly his hoof caught in a hole and he was thrown headfirst into the snow. "What have I done Sargonnas?!"

Welcome, King Galadar! We have decided to let you be a minotaur, even though I don't know what that is (this is Tumnus, lol), and we're all really super duper glad you've decided to join!

[Susan Pevensie]

Character Name: Susan Pevensie
Age: 17 (now)
Race: Human (daughter of Eve)
Optimistic or Pessimistic: optimistic
Good or Evil: good
Favorite food: chocolate eclair. ^.^
Short History: Susan happened upon the world of Narnia entirely by mistake. She and her sister Lucy, along with her brothers Peter and Edmund, climbed into a wardrobe and came into Narnia. Susan is very gentle and kind, always putting other above herself. She became the queen along with her siblings, and is now known as Queen Susan the Gentle.
100 word sample RP:

Dusk always took her by surprise.

Susan sat on her throne in Cair Paravel, a passive and slightly bored expression on her face. She drummed her fingers on the armrest, nails clicking on the stone to a steady beat in her head.

"M'lady?"

She looked up and was a bit startled to see Beaver standing there.

"Yes, Beaver?" she looked up, blue eyes shining with curiousity.

"Your brother Peter wishes to speak with you. He's in the courtyard."

Susan smiled and stood. "Yes, thank you. Tell him I'm on my way."

The beaver ducked his head and scuttled out of the room. Susan pulled on her cloak.

Probably just wants to talk about home again... She chuckled quietly to herself.

That's one thing I will never tire of.

Welcome, Queen Susan! We're glad you could join the site, and we hope you enjoy yourself here!

[Allison Laval]

Character Name: Allison Laval

Age: 21

Race: Witch

Optimistic or Pessimistic: Pessimistic

Good or Evil: Evil

Favorite food: cream filled chocolates

Short History: Allison was abandoned and was raised by an outcast centaur. She found out early on that she was a witch and practiced her magic regularly making her powerful. Allison is usually accompanied by a talking Fox. Allison also gained what you could call an allience with the Ravens.

100 word sample RP:

Allison hurried through the woods not wasting her time with little animals who wanted to stop and talk. Her fox was running to keep up with her.
"My Queen, and most precious one, where are we heading to now?"
"To see my good friend Fox"
"Who would that be my Queen?"
"You remember him don't you? I promised him a personal gift. And i think he could use it today."
Allision and the fox continued through the forest. Later on they arrive at his house.
"Ahh, he blocked the door. He must know i'm coming." With a simple spell she removed the vines and ropes coving the front door.
"Hello? Anyone there? Its me Allison i have come to give you your gift. Don't make this hard on yourself Atarvisest." After waiting a few minutes Allison got immpatient.
"Fox go fetch him"
"Yes your Queen!"


Welcome to Narnia, Queen Allison!

[Erin Vesey]

Character Name: Erin Vesey

Age: unknown

Race: Naiad

Optimistic or Pessimistic: Optimistic

Good or Evil: Evil

Favorite food: Sushi

Short History: Erin is connected to Caldron Pool in Narnia. She doesn't remember being created, and loves to swim. Her skin is dark blue, and she is usually seen wearing green seaweed-like clothes, but occasionally it's been dyed white or purple. She has pure white hair with metallic blue streaks (not because she's old, it's always been like that). She looks about 20 years old and is very beautiful.

100 word sample RP: Erin flipped off the top of the 80 foot waterfall and soared to the bottom, she laughed and sang as she descended. When she hit water, she didn't stop singing, but began to sing to all the fish, until she saw one that looked very plump. She got very quiet and hid behind a particularly thick batch of seaweed. The fish slowed down when it noticed all the other fish looking very confused when the wonderful creature disappeared. Erin waited patiently until the fish got close enough, and she snatched it straight out of the water in one big leap.

She held the fish firmly as it struggled to get free from her hold, but just before it was about to, she took a nice big bite out of its head. When she finished, she lay down in the sun to get warm, until she heard something. "What is it, who's there!?" she screamed jumping up, glancing around. "This is my waterfall...whoever it is, you better leave, or you'll get a tidal wave of misery....literally." Erin laughed quietly at her own joke, and jumped into the bushes. She found an innocent looking beaver, but she knew who this beaver was, and she didn't like him. He was always trying to catch her and turn her over to Aslan. "What do you want Mr. Bevel?" She asked, aggravated.

"You know what I want Naiad, I want to turn over to Aslan, so he can destroy you for trying to kill my entire family." He said, trying to be brave, but not succeeding.

"Whatever, you know what I said last time, you try to catch me again...and you're dead...now this is next time...you're dead!" She said, reaching into his chest and pulling out is heart. She threw him to the ground and laughed as she jumped back into the water to wash herself of all the blood.

(((heh, kinna gruesome...all well...sorry, it's more than 100 words, couldn't help it, and i couldn't make it shorter... )

Welcome to Narnia, Erin! And it's okay to have a longer than 100 word sample. Just remember that you cannot God-Play, which is what you did by playing Mr. Beaver's character for him. But other than that, well done!

[Erin Vesey]

Oh, I know..that wasn't Mr. Beaver though..it was Mr. Bevel..random person...I just had to make me evil.

[Estelle Lanson]

Character Name: Estelle Lanson
Age:18
Race (like centaur, faun, etc): Elf
Optimistic or Pessimistic: Optimistic
Good or Evil:Good
Favorite food: Fettuccini Alfredo
Short History: Estelle is a young elf she has pointed ears. Her hair is silver and flows to the small(lower back) of her back. She has carmel brown skin with slate colored eyes that change to blue sometimes and red when she is mad.. they pretty much depict her mood. Her father is supposedly a vampire but she is unsure and her parents did not tell her for sure.
100 word sample RP:

Estelle drew her sword from her weapon belt. In it she stored 2 daggers, a switch blade, shuriken (throwing stars), smoke bombs , and some antidotes. Strewn across her back was her bow and arrow set her mother had given to her before she left home. She was always prepared to battle if it came. The creature in the front of her was a furry four legged beast. She always admired them but this one was not one she would let live... it was her or him but she was determined to live. The wolf bound towards her and she got in ready stance, when it pounced she took her blade and swung it across the canine's belly. She stepped to the side to miss the creatures body and it landed on the forest floor with a thud.

Poor creature she thought to herself

With a wave of her hand a hole appeared in the ground. She picked the animal up and placed it in the grave and covered him. She went beneath a tree and pulled a small patch of flowers and laid them on the grave.

Welcome to the site, Estelle! You have been sorted into your race, and thank you for the neato rp! Now get out there and Role-play!

[kortilana]

Character Name: Lady Kortilana
Age: 17
Race (like centaur, faun, etc): Human Race
Optimistic or Pessimistic: optimistic
Good or Evil: good
Favorite food: Turkish delight

Short History: Kortilana is a bowman knighted, born of royal blood. She has blonde hair, and blue eyes, the deepest in all of Narnia. Her parents died when she was an infant, and they served Aslan before dying in a battle. Aslan raised Kortilana, and taught her everything from shooting a bow and arrow to learning to fight for her coming kings Peter and Edmund and queens Susan and Lucy. To this day she fights for what is good.

100 word sample RP: Kortilana cautiously pulled out her bow as she crept around the moonlit forest. The fog was rolling in and strange sounds made it difficult to focus on what creature was following her. She, quick as sound, twirled around and with brilliance shot an arrow behind herself. She had indeed killed a dwarf of the White Witch herself, who had been continuously following her that cool night. She noticed on the sleeve of her intruder, was a dented and stained scroll, one with a seal from the signet ring of the White Witch. She vigilantly unwrapped the document, to read it’s contents and a chill ran up her spin as she realized what the letter contained:
“It’s the approval from the Witch for the assassination of Queen Susan!”