Claims

[Aslan]

Alrightty here it is:

The winner of Ginarrbrik is -drumroll please-: Rosie!

Role-play Sample:
I loved it. STOP PUTTING YOURSELF DOWN! It was amazing, very like him, and i loved the detail about him as well as the weather, secret desires and everything. No one would guess your rusty m'dear. Trust in yourself lol. It was really good Rosie.

Reason for Wnating character:
...pushy am I? Lawlz nice. Anyways I thought it was good you told us you might be rusty -which you aren't by the way- and let me know that. I also enjoyed that you wanted to play a devious character lol, and that made me laugh.

Overall Character:
It was awsome, very very very good. He is so yours!

[Tumnus]

Character wanted: Mr. Tumnus
How long have you role-played: four years
Why should I give this character to you: Well, there's no Tumnus right now, and I think he's necessary to move the plot along. As for why it should be me, specifically, playing him, there isn't any particular reason that makes me better than anyone else. But I am an experienced roleplayer, and I am also active. I also played Tumnus on another site, and I really adore him. He is such a great character, so like all of us in that even though he is not perfect (he almost betrayed Lucy), he is quick to forgive others (Edmund really did betray him) and still asks for forgiveness for himself. He is just so awkward and adorable, and his friendship with Lucy is wonderful. I am familiar with the books and movies, too, which helps, and if nothing else convinces you, I play Peter here, so, that should be something of a testament to my skill (or lack of?) I suppose.
Example:Curls of steam rose from the cup of tea that Tumnus held, and he stared blankly through them as if elusive answers disappeared when they vaporized in the frigid air. He was gazing mournfully at his flute, mounted on the mantle and probably gathering dust. He hadn't touched it in a hundred years.

Every once in a while, his fingers itched to pick it up and his lips twitched to fondle the cool metal. But it just didn't feel right. Whenever he dared to get close to the thing, he suddenly found himself face to face with his father's portrait. The stern old Faun seemed to look at him disapprovingly, as if saying that in this dark time - in which old Lumnus was now dead - it was not right for Tumnus to be able to enjoy himself.

If his dead father's disdain wasn't enough to dissuade him, the flute itself held bittersweet memories. Well, the memories themselves weren't bittersweet, but thinking back on them was. He remembered the days when he was able to dance and play without tripping in the snow or choking on a snowflake. Yes - once, he had danced. That was when the sun shone like it was smiling, and its rays were cast in the same golden hue as a lion's fur.

Tumnus seated himself more solidly in the old armchair that had once belonged to his father. He forced himself to look away from his flute and back into the cup of tea, which was swirling just like his muddled conscience. He sighed heavily. Someday, it would be spring again, and he would have reason to dance once more. Someday.

[Aslan]

Okay so Tumnus has been put back up for grabs since the last one quit. So someone tried out for him and I got very excited.

The winner of Tumnus is -drumroll please-: Julie!

Role-play Example:
I really enjoyed reading it. I always enjoy reading your posts, they are so descriptive and thurough, and they are so touching I fell so involved, to say the least. Like I'm really there. It was very good to see his emotions and how he feels about all this. And how he's hopeful. It was a really great post.

Reason for Wanting Character:
It was good because its true, we really do need him to move the plot along. I liked the honesty in your reason. That I shouldnt give it to you because your better than anyone. That is very modest and appreciated on this site. I really like the fatc that you love him and can obviously play him well, as seen in the RPG Sample. It was very truthful.

Overall Comments:
It was very good and I felt like it was honest and truthful. I'm giving him to you with a lot of trust because the last person wityh him quit. I hope you keep him.

[moof]

Character wanted: Edmund Pevensie

How long have you role-played: -counts on fingers- About three and a half years.

Why should I give this character to you: Because, Thymie, I'm really awesome. Just kidding. You should give me this character because I am an experienced roleplayer... well, I guess you can be the judge of that. Plus, I'm re-reading the Narnia books to refresh my memory. And because I love Edmund. And you love me. And no one else has tried out for him yet. Mmhmm. (:

Example: "Wake up, Edmund!" A voice pierced through the dark silence of sleep. He felt hands on his shoulders, shaking him about. Edmund pulled his arm away and opened his eyes, finding himself face to face with Susan. Her hair was a mess, her clothing dirty. Edmund wondered if he looked in shambles as well. "It's almost our stop, Ed. Keep your eyes open." She said, then turned to Peter. Edmund rolled his eyes and rested his face in his hands, beginning to think. Why of all places to a professer's mansion? Let alone, a stranger? Does mum' know what she is getting us in to? He pondered sourly.

Suddenly, he was being forced to lean to the right. The train was slowing. Edmund pulled his head out of his hands and glanced out the window. They were in the middle of nowhere. This shall be great fun! He thought sarcastically. With one last jerk, the train came to a complete stop. Peter was the first to get up, then turning and helping Lucy out of her seat. Susan was up next, leaving Edmund sitting, loathing his mother. As Peter and Lucy made their way off the train, Susan turned back to Edmund. "Come on, Edmund. It won't be all horrible." She said, then turned and followed Peter and Lucy down the aisle of the train. Edmund hesitantly got up and made his way along with them.

As soon as he stepped off the train, its doors shut and it rolled away, leaving the four children at a lonely train station. Edmund looked around. Nothing but a dirt road, grass, trees and bushes as far as the eye could see. He rolled his head towards Susan. "It won't be all horrible, eh? Try telling me that in a few hours from now, maybe it will be true then." He commented, eyes narrowed, then brushed by the three of them and went down the stairs to the side of the road.

Lucy appeared at his side. "Maybe Susan is right. It can't be so bad. I mean, if it really is a mansion, then we can have so much fun exploring it!" She said excitedly.

Grimacing, Edmund looked at his sister. Always so perfect and cheery. "Well you are just a little girl, so I guess I shouldn't expect you to know how bad things really are. Do you really think that we are just going to go to this man's house and have the time of our lives? Do you? He will probably work us to death. Like little servants." He spat the last word with disgust. At once, he saw Lucy's face fall. He always did this. He always hurt her. It's not that he enjoyed it, because he really didn't, in fact, he didn't know why he always hurt his sister's feelings.

Peter, who had appearently heard the conversation, came busting over. He was always Lucy's savior. He was everyone's savior. "Edmund, why must you always do this to Lucy? I suggest you put a stop to it before someone really gets hurt." He said in his "almighty" tone. Edmund locked eyes with his brother for a moment, then looked away. Peter guided Lucy away, leaving Edmund standing by the road alone.

Everything always turned out this way, whether he meant it to or not.

[Aslan]

The winner of Edmund Pevensie is -drumroll please-: Moof!

Role-play Sample:

Moof, I was amazed. It was very very very good. I liekd how you incorperated the part where he's snarky to Lucy. It really brought out who he was. I also really enjoyed reading about how he thinks to himself about why he does hings and can't come up with an answer to justify what he does. Just remember when he oes to Jadishe does justify himself, so rememer that. It was very good.

Reason for Wanting Character:

I laughed when I read this, not out of badness but out of how funny it was. And also how true it was. It's true I do love you, but thats not why Im giving him to you haha. I think you were very straight foreward with it, it's true, we really need Edmund for the plot. And you are a good expeirenced Role-player as well.

Overall Comments:

It was very good. The sample proved what a good Rper you are and I really enjoyed reading it. I really think you can play Ed well. So please go ahead and make his bio! Just remember that he has to justify himself.

[aqua]

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[Aslan]

The winner of Oreius is -drumroll please-: Aqua!

Role-play Sample:
I really enjoyed it. He's a true leader and he really acts like one in this sample. I'm not going to ramble on about it, because it's hard for me to describe. But overall I thought you did him justice and played him well. Just dont rush things.

Reason for wanting character:
Again, I think it was good how you put he caught your eye in the and you wanted to play him. I really think we can somehow relate to characters without even knowing it. I think you proved that you can do him justice in your sample.

Overall Comments:
I know this was short, but I said everything I needed to. Remember not to rush things and be descriptive as to how he looks and feels and acts. Very good Sample. Go ahead and make the bio. change your name to his and your gender and location please. Oh and next time copy the code out of the box please.

[foxy]

Character wanted: mr. fox
How long have you role-played: uhm. a year.

Why should I give this character to you:
I think I should get mr. fox because i've had much experiance role-playing animals. I've role-played cats, dogs, birds, you name it. I'm pretty sure I can fulfill a fox. Though I have never read the books, I think I can fit the part because mr. fox isn't that big of a deal in them, is he? I watched both of the movies though, and your plot really surrounds around it, I think. I'd love to be the role-player because I absolutely adore mr. fox and his personality will be a new experiance that i'm willing to endure; I am going to be as active as possible, and I'll do everything in my power to satisfy your needs.

Example:
The dawn made the ice crystals upon the trees twinkle as the sun's rays hit upon the surface. The air was frosty, as it had been for one hundred years. The forest was filled with silence, and you could slightly imagine the jingling of the white witch's sleigh. Mr. fox appeared from the shadows, his sun-kissed pelt rough for he had not gotten the chance to groom in awhile. He was on a mission from Aslan, and he vowed not to fail him. Mr. fox's eyes were blood-shot with exhaustion. He had not slept last night, nor the night before. His mission was far too important, and he had this feeling, a feeling of being... followed.

As he did every morning, Mr. Fox brushed his ginger tail over his tracks as he went along, making sure the white witch or any of her wolves could find him. His nose rose into the air as he scented the crisp air. No one was around. This silence and emptiness made his job that much harder, so he set off, stopping every few moments to cover his tracks and scent the air again. He was honored to be doing something so great for Aslan, but he wished that this job could be a bit more conveiniant.

Suddenly, a smell so angering hit the fox's noise. It was the wolves. He turn-tailed and tried to run away before they could spot him, but it was too late. A long-drawn growl emitted from his maw, and the wolf known as Maulgrim. Mr. Fox got into a defensive stance, his growl gradually becoming louder. "What do you want?" he growled through gritted teeth.

[mrsbeaver]

Character wanted: Mrs. Beaver
How long have you role-played: I have been role playing for about 2 years but I wasn’t really serious till about … three months ago.

Why should I give this character to you: Well I really like this character and I think that I could do a good job playing her. I have Plenty of experience on Rping. I was really hoping to join the site.

Example: Mrs. Beaver stood in her small kitchen in the dame. She had been waiting for Mr. beaver to come home for an four hours now and she was starting to feel ill tempered. It was easy to tell that he was having a good time with Badger, but he was going to feel her wrath when he gets home. She heard the small passage way door open and Mr. Beaver climb in quietly hoping that she won‘t hear him. She turned around and marched over to the hole. And slapped her tail on the ground.

“where in heavens name have you been?! I have been waiting up for two hours and didn’t even drop in to tell me where you were. I have been waiting here with super that is now cold. You Mr. Beaver will not hear the end of this.” She said while placing her hands on her hips. “for all I know you could have been taken by the witch.”

Mr. Beaver tried to give he an I’m sorry look, but she continued her constant glare at him. She had been worried. But he wouldn’t hear the end of this one.

[Aslan]

The winner of Mrs. Beaver is -drumroll please-: Emily!

Role-play Sample:
It was great! I think her character was displayed very well in it, just remember to use proper grammer and spellcheck. I liked how she palced her hands on her hips and slapping her tail. And how she fusses and worries. It was very good. Remember she says 'dear' a lot too.

Reason for wanting Character:
Ack I know you wanted to join meh site -beams-. I'll let you have her just for that. But I also think your answer was honest an truthful, and I too beleive oyu can play her really well.

Overall Comments:
I like you playing her. It'll be fun to RP with you as her. Good luck, go ahead and make the bio.

Oh and Mr. Fox is now up for grabs until the original palyer returns.

[.The White Witch!]

*slaps computer for deleting original post*

Character wanted: Jadis (The White Witch)

How long have you role-played: As I said before *glares menacingly at computer* It's been quite a while, since about 2006-ish!

Why should I give this character to you: I'm an avid role-player and The Chronicles of Narnia excites, inspires, and enthralls me! I've played numerous 'dark, brooding, and genuinely evil' characters before, but they've never been 'human' before, so I think that this could be a wonderful challenge for myself! The White Witch is also rather imperative to move the plot along and it seems that no one wanted her- When it comes to playing Jadis, I believe that I can capture her cold *ha, pun* demeanor, charming but stolid actions, and unforgiving individualistic ideals.

Example:*slaps computer again* Well, as it seems my computer happily deleted my old sample when it decided to restart all... oddly, I'm just going to put my handwritten rough draft here as it should suffice! Fear it, for I am hilariously out of practice.

She sat in silence upon a throne of ice, a mirthless smile upon her lips. Her eyes, the color of a winter lake, burned like the very fires of hell. That wretched faun, he was supposed to kidnap the Daughter of Eve, the… human! She clenched a fist, nails digging into the ice where her hand happened to be resting. She was so close, so close that she could almost feel the tension of her blade biting into the child with a gaping maw, she was so close to ridding herself of the prophecy! Grinding her teeth, she grated then in a reserved anger that burned unbridled deep within her, such rage was only kept at bay by her demeanor that made the harshest of winter storms pale in comparison to her fury. Cold eyes darted about the empty throne room as though she were expecting someone to burst through the doors to intrude upon her silent kingdom.
Only then realizing that she was sitting upon the very edge of her throne did she cast a wary eye before sinking into the furs that swaddled the chair of ice. She could deal with this situation, she could relax in at least some comfort. What was she to fear? Gently, she began tapping her fingers in a pattern upon the ice as she lost herself to the innermost sanctums of her thoughts. She had sent Maugrim, he would get the job done… he was faithful, powerful, and merciless… most importantly, merciless.
The White Witch released a sigh that echoed quietly throughout the chamber. No matter how she tried to extinguish her anger, it would boil under her skin and roil through her veins until it threatened to melt her ice borne kingdom. She would show the faun her fury, she would show him what happened to those who betrayed her, she would show him, oh how she would show him. A smirk turned her pale lips up only slightly, but within that small smile lay incipiently the boiling anger and merciless loathing of any who believed in the Lion.
The sharp and sudden call of a wolf caught the witch’s attention. Her smirk widened until it had become a twisted grin. The enormous doors were pushed open slowly and as soon as he was able, Maugrim trotted inside to approach her. The White Witch rose from her throne and locked her cold gaze upon the wolf.
Silence and tension, thick enough to be cut with a blade, enshrouded the two before Maugrim let his hoarse voice be heard. “We have the traitor.” He motioned to the doors with his muzzle and a short growl left his maw. The faun staggered in and fell to the floor as one of the wolves snapped at his hocks. Sluggishly, he dared himself to meet the witch’s blazing eyes.
The queen drew in a deep breath that could be mistaken for a sigh of boredom… at least by those who didn’t know her. That breath was all of her rage at the faun being siphoned and filtered into a cold indifference that she believed would strike more fear into the traitorous creature than the immediate threat of physical punishment. The mere ideas sent a thrill up her spine and returned it tingling down her arms and legs. Slowly, she approached the faun, each stride she took was torturous and deliberately slow.
She remained silent for what seemed like hours until a tight lipped smile and down-turned brows said everything she needn’t vocalize. Gently, she knelt down before the faun, her icy eyes glimmering dangerously. Drawing in a short breath, she reached out with a pale-skinned, long-fingered hand and caressed Tumnus’s cheek almost as a mother would. Canting her head, she inspected the mahogany eyed narnian until his brows knitted together in an abhorring frown and he pulled away from her gently grip. One of the wolves growled and stepped forward but the White Witch shot it with a warning glance, it snarled quietly, but backed away.
”Such foolish actions from such an erroneous creature." She thought maliciously, the anger within her threatening to ruse to the surface. Withholding it, her smile warped further to one that seemed to extinguish any good within the world, one that could snuff out any last bitter shred of hope as easily as one could snuff out a candle’s quietly flickering flame.
Extending her hand once more, she gripped the faun’s lower jaw and turned his bitter features towards her taking a silent moment to revel in his anguish filled grimace. Without realizing it, she gripped harder, digging into the half-man’s soft flesh. The words that followed were laced with venom and such stale hatred that they landed upon the faun as stones. ”Do you know…” The witch’s lips quivered slightly. ”What happens to those who betray me? To treasonous little fauns like yourself?” She sighed and pulled her hand away, paying no heed to the small amount of blood upon her fingertips. Rising, she looked down upon Tumnus with contempt. ”You could have been such an asset, no matter, you have failed and defectors must be dealt with.” With a mere flick of her wrist she motioned for the faun to be taken to the dungeons. The wolves snickered gruffly and complied, snapping after Tumnus, herding him as though he were nothing but a sheep off to slaughter.

*skips merrily away*

[Aslan]

*screams in delight*

The winner of Jadis or the White Witch is -drumroll please: Transitions!

Role-play Sample:
Very very good. You really came through on her personality. It was really mean and harsh. I need her to be a little more cold though. You mention her 'blood boiling" and such a lot, where as she would be more like "her ice like eyes filled with rage" or "her skin cold from an icy heart" -yes those are awful examples I'm brain dead-. But other then that it was really good. I like how you made it appear she was more quiet until she ot mad and stuff. Becuase that's really how she is. But dont forget to make her ruthless. She is the nasteist thing ever. No caring or good in her soul AT ALL. Also just watch out for your spelling.

Reason for wanting character:
I think it's perfectly honest and true. Down to the point that you want to experience something new and try playing a different type of character. I like it. Honest and down to earth.

Overall Comments:
You deserve her. I am not just givingher to you becuase we need a Jadis. If you weren't worthy of her I wouldn't give her to you. But you are. Very much so. Please remember the comments and chagne your name to White Witch or Jadis. Oh also please feel free to call her Jadis in RP, not only the White Witch.


Edmund is now back up for grabs, along with Mr. Fox.

[.The White Witch!]

I'll delete this if you like XD I was trying to stay away from too many icy puns in a sense, but that's alright. I was slapping myself for simply using Witch but for some reason my brain wired into 'formality or die!' XD Huzzah! I went through the spellchecker and for some reason *giggles* it changed all of the Tumnus's into Tumnums lol *runs off happily*

[username]

Character wanted: Edmund Pevensie
How long have you role-played: RPing in general? Two years and a half or so.
Why should I give this character to you: Oh, well for one thing, I'm very active. I love RPing and reply rather quickly to posts usually unless if RL's being a pain. I wouldn't go inactive that easily. I also adore the Narnia books as well as the movies, however cliche this answer may sound. Seriously, the movies are probably the best book-turned movies around. Usually, I hate movies that are based on books, but not Narnia. Edmund's one of my favorite book characters too and very fun to RP.
Example:
[Note: this is an actual RP post I did in another forum. It's after The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe, so hope that's ok. If you want one that's from before or during, please ask and I'll make one up. Sorry if this is a bad example.]

Edmund was sitting on a chair, in front of a desk, over a test. Yup, that’s right: a test. He was in the middle of a test. Edmund held his pencil in between his index and middle finger, slapping it around in the air as he searched his brain for the right answers. You know how some people bite their lips while thinking? Or do some random pencil tricks? Maybe make those annoying clicking noises with their pen? Well, this was Edmund’s way. He was a bright boy, yes, and did study…a little bit. Yet, these were some tough questions here and it was rather hard, studying for a math test. You don’t exactly have anything to study persay. All you can do is practice and hope for some easy questions. Looked like Edmund wasn’t so lucky in that field. Ugh how he hated tests, exams, quizzes or whatever you want to call those dreaded pieces of paper. But, then again, what kind of a student liked them? Weirdoes, whoever they were.

He scribbled something on his test then read over his answer to the first question: Edmund Pevensie. WHOOOOT!!! Now comes the actual hard questions. Fantastic. He sighed as he did his pen flipping thing again. His eyes wondered around the incredibly small room, stumped kids spread across it, most of them scratching their heads for answers. His body shook with the sudden cold and his eyes snapped to the fireplace on the other side of the room, burning with their only source of heat. But, of course, the boy was still rather cold. Oh, how Edmund hated the cold. It made writing the test harder too. Wait—the test!! He dragged his mind back to the test, forcing it to think about the question at hand. Yet, somehow, it was hard to concentrate. An intense cold, test he probably wouldn’t do so well on and bullies earlier in the day. Today was definitely not Edmund friendly.

The cold continued to grow, soon chilling Edmund to the wayyyy too uncomfortable stage. He cuddled tightly, breathing into his hands. Why was it so cold in here? He looked over at his classmates, surprised to see none of them shivering like he was. Was he seriously that sensitive to the cold? Or were these people crazy? Whatever the reason was, it was certainly clear that he was the only one basically freezing to death. Suddenly, he felt cool wind blowing at him. What the—why was there wind blowing at him inside? The windows weren’t even open. The wind grew harsher, colder and one look around him made it clear that he was the only one it liked to whack. While he was flattered , he’ll be happier if it would cut it out. But it didn’t. In fact, it only matured until poor ol’ Edmund was blinded by the wind. He closed his eyes shut, unable to keep them open any longer. Then, without warning, it stopped. Slowly and cautiously, Edmund’s eyes were opened.

The first thing he noticed was—well, kind of hard to single out. Lets just say that he was no longer in the classroom. Normally, Edmund would be delighted at this and he was except, well, he had no idea where exactly he was. It looked like a forest. A very dark forest. Unusual purple clouds stuffed the sky above him and the entire place just screamed “EVIL” with all caps, underlined, in italics and—well, you get the picture. The first thing Edmund thought of was “Narnia”, but—noooo way was this Narnia. It was much too dark and evily [if that’s even a word]. Another world? You got to be kidding. Isn’t two confusing enough? Edmund groaned, though he was exceedingly happy to be away from school. So happy, in fact, that he quickly brushed his negative thought away and continued walking in the forest, looking around himself inquisitively.
It was then when he heard a familiar voice.

“Lucy!, quick get behind me now!".

Lucy? Peter ? They were here? Instinctively, Edmund followed the voice that kept on blabbing other things, finally reaching the owner happily. It wasn’t just Peter and Lucy, but Aslan too! They didn’t seem to have noticed him, however, which was quite natural as they were currently facing some---THEY WERE WHAT??? Yup, sure enough, they were standing all afraid before two—whatever they were. Edmund had never seen anything like them before. Unfortunately enough, Edmund didn’t have any weapons. No shields and no swords. All he had was the itchy stupid uniform his school forced him to wear. Grabbing two sticks on either hand, the best thing he could do, Edmund quickly ran instinctively towards the—whateveryouwanttocallthem. What can I say? Whenever it comes to his friends/family in trouble, Edmund always follows his instincts, never even pausing to use his brain. Although a grand pain half the time, he doesn't want to loose them.

[Aslan]

Ok so before I give Ed to you, I'd llike you to change a few things first. He's precious and Im not giving hm away to any ol' person.

Reason for wanting Character:
I liked this. Im very pleased to hear you are not inactive and that you love both the movies and books, as we will be combining them for PC. Leave this how it is. I liked how you were honest in the fact you just think you can play him well.

Role-play Sample:
I need this changed. I do like it but it's not really Ed's personality in LWW until after he's saved form the witch. He really could care less if Peter died. I know it's from a different site which i fine, but because it seems to be a plot made by fans I cannot really see how you would play him in a pre-formed plot. So please do something from LWW and keep it in third person. Afew times you used 'I'.

Overall Comments:
It was good. I'd like to see the RP sample re-done but after that I'm sure I'l accept.