Post by Peter Pevensie on May 17, 2011 17:19:23 GMT -5
♥ It Started out as a Feeling ♥
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("That's just it I'm afraid. We're not coming back,")
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Name: Peter James Pevensie
Age: 22
Race: Human
Weapons: His sword Rhindon and a shield
♥ Now we're back to the Beginning ♥[/color]
History:
Born in the early morning hours of September 3rd, 1927 Peter was the eldest out of the four Pevensie children. He was only a year old when his sister, Susan, was born. He was only three when Edmund was born into the family. His baby sister, Lucy, came into the family when he was only five years old and thus the family was complete. He had gotten along with Susan and Lucy. But with Edmund, however, that was a different story. The two of them were always fighting. It wasn’t long before their father, John, was called out to fight in the war and Peter was left to support his siblings by his mother. It wasn’t always an easy task. Fights mainly broke out between Peter and Edmund. Eventually they were evacuated to the countryside by the train because of air raids going on during World War Two. They were assigned to stay at the mansion of Professor Digory Kirke. On one rainy night they were in the library and Susan was trying to get them into a guessing game when Lucy had asked if she could play hide and go seek. Peter agreed and he was the one counting. When Lucy had found the wardrobe by accident he didn’t believe her at first, thinking that it was just her imagination.
The following night Lucy ran into Peter’s and Susan’s room while jumping up and down, excitedly telling that ‘Narnia’ was real and that Edmund was there to. When Peter had asked him Edmund only insisted that it was a game, which lead to Lucy running out of the room and Peter glaring daggers at him. The next day they were playing a game of cricket when Edmund hit the ball hard and it flew into the window, breaking it. Lucy lead the three of them inside the wardrobe when they were looking for a place to hide from Mrs. Macready. They stumble into Narnia and Peter was surprised. He later apologized to Lucy for not believing her and it was then that he had discovered that Edmund had been to Narnia before. They had met Mr. and Mrs. Beaver while exploring the land and were invited to their house. It was then that they had learned about Aslan and the prophecy that concerned them. Edmund had left the house and began his journey to the White Witch. They met Father Christmas and Peter was given his sword, Rhindon, and a shield. He later kills Maugrim, the chief of the White Witch’s secret police, who was trying to kill Susan and Lucy. He is knighted “Sir Peter Wolf’s-Bane” by Aslan right after.
Peter and his siblings are later reunited with Edmund, who was rescued on Aslan’s orders. He is training Edmund on how to use a sword when Mr. Beaver ran up to them, telling them that the White Witch had demanded an audience with Aslan and that she is heading her way to the camp. During that meeting Peter had learned that, unless Edmund was given to Jadis, all of Narnia will perish. Aslan had invited her to his tent and he waited anxiously. Probably the longest few minutes in his life. He didn’t know what had gone on during the meeting but the witch left. He was awaken by a tree spirit, telling him and Edmund that Aslan was dead. He is appointed the head general of Aslan’s army. Before Jadis’s defeat, she had stabbed Edmund and Peter thought that he was going to lose his brother. He fought her and was pinned to the ground by the sword when Aslan jumped to kill her. After the battle, the four of them were crowned kings and queens of Narnia. Peter was given the title of His Majesty King Peter the Magnificent, High King of Narnia, Emperor of the Lone Islands, Lord of Cair Paravel, and Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Lion.
The Pevensie’s rule became known as the Golden Age of Narnia. 15 long years Narnia celebrated peace as the children lead Aslan’s army against the remaining supporters of the White Witch. They defended Narnia from Calormen attacks and assaults from Ettinsmoor. The Golden Age officially came to an end when the four rulers disappeared from the Narnia World while hunting the White Stag in the Lantern Waste. They had discovered the old wardrobe and had walked through it. They returned to their time and as children. The four of them had told the Professor their adventures in Narnia and wondered if they would ever return. One year later Peter was seen fighting two school boys in the train station because they had bumped into him and demanded an apology. He then tells them that he is tired of being treated like a kid when they were not always kids. Before they could get on the train they start to feel the pull of magic and quickly held hands. The four of them find themselves in a place that they assume to be Narnia. They are on an island and they cannot find anything that they recognize from their first trip.
They explore more of the ruins nearby and they soon discover that they are in the remains of what had been Cair Paravel. They find an old room which had held all of their weapons and their clothes. Soon after they rescue Trumpkin, a red dwarf, from the Telmarines. It was him who had told them what had happened to Narnia during their absence. It was Queen Susan’s horn, blown by Prince Caspian of Telmar, that had brought them into Narnia. The four children knew they needed to meet with Caspian at Aslan’s How after listening to Trumpkin’s story. It has become clear that Narnia had changed during the years that they had been absence and Peter had lost his way. Appearing only to Lucy, Aslan had showed them the way. Peter had to trust Lucy to lead the way. Eventually they reached Aslan’s How and helped Caspian in gathering the troops and preparing for battle with Miraz’s army. It was Peter who had challenged Miraz to a duel and he wounded Miraz, becoming the winner. But the victory was short as he was killed by one of his own men. With the help of Aslan, the Narnians defeated the Telmarines and The Great Lion himself had crowned Caspian King of Narnia. Peter explained to Edmund and Lucy that Aslan had told him and Susan that the two eldest siblings would no longer be returning to Narnia. They walked through the door on the edge of a cliff and ended right back at the train station.
While Edmund and Lucy went on their adventures in Narnia, Peter had stayed with Professor Kirke. He was being tutored on his exams and preparation for ending college. At the age of 22, Peter and the other seven friends of Narnia had received a vision of the current Narnia ruler, King Tirian. Peter commanded him to speak. When no word was spoken he had stand and commanded him again as the High King of Narnia. Tirian began to fade, leaving all of them with the feeling that something was very wrong in Narnia. After a discussion, they had decided to try and use the Magic Rings that the Professor and Polly Plummer had used to get into Narnia and see if they could set right whatever was going on. It was Peter and Edmund that had gotten the rings and the others were to meet them on the train station when they got back. Unknown to them, they were on the same train as their parents. As the train was coming into the station, something had went wrong and there was a horrible crash. The next thing that Peter knew he was dressed in the fashion of Narnia and he was standing with Edmund, Lucy, the Professor, and Mrs. Plummer. He watched as people came through a door that stood in the meadow.
He was very curious as there was nothing on the other side. Peter was the first to introduce himself when King Tirian came through the door. When the world of Narnia was destroyed Aslan had asked him to close the door and seal off the dead Narnia from the real one, which had been referred to as Aslan’s Country. Aslan had explained that the Narnia they knew had been only a shadow of the true Narnia. He would never be sent back home to England again because him and the others were dead. He is now looking forward to new adventures in the land that he had once ruled.
Family:
John Pevensie-father, dead
Helen Pevensie-mother, dead
Susan Pevensie-younger sister by a year
Edmund Pevensie-younger brother by three years
Lucy Pevensie-younger sister by five years
Magic: None
Original or Canon: Le Canon
♥ No need to say Goodbye ♥[/color]
Sample RP:
For the time being, Frollo was extremely quiet. Or as quiet as he could possibly get however. He continued to stare down at the young boy in front of him. His hand was itching to smack him but somehow he had managed to fight down the urge to. He remembered the first time that he had walked into his life and that was in Ancient Japan. Well, he would have to admit that Japan was better than the blasted Egypt. Too much sand for his liking although he did managed to get his wish for a time. The wish to be king and rule over a land that hadn’t been claimed yet. He certainly had it coming for him. He knew how to work around people during the time that he was a Minister of Justice back home in Paris. Frollo simply loved it. The amount of fear in the people when he strolled down the streets with the guards. Ah he loved that smell of fear. He loved holding power over the people that was for sure. He lived for power. Greed? More than likely. He was just a classic villain. A truly evil smirk started to spread across his lips as he started thinking evil ideas. His hand twitched again, ready to smack him again. The judge stepped forward, his eyes flashing with anger.
Not for the first time did he wish they were back in Egypt. Things would have been a lot easier for him that was for sure. He would have handed the young boy over to the palace guards. Now they would managed to teach him how to hold his tongue. Staring down at Jim, Frollo couldn’t help but to laugh. A cold and cruel laugh. “Makes you wish that we were back in Egypt doesn’t it?” his voice was slightly harsh and cold. His eyes were glittering like black stones as they were looking at him. Piercing right through him. He wanted to smack him again but something was holding him back. He couldn’t help but to raise an eyebrow slightly at his thoughts as the smirk grew even more evil. If that was possible at all. He shook his head, trying to get rid of his thoughts as he continued to run. His eyes were flashing with anger. Judge Claude Frollo looked…insane. Completely insane and one would wonder if that was possible at all. He wondered if he was losing his sanity, even when he ‘promised’ that he would be good. Well that promise sort of flew out the window when all that stuff happened in Japan and Egypt as far as he was concerned.
A sound of a vase smashing reached his ears and he couldn’t help but to grin. There was his chance of finally getting that annoying boy that he had been chasing. Finally getting to him, Frollo looked down and saw one of the pant legs torn. One of the pieces of the vase was stuck to it as well. He found the scene very amusing. And he was still running to, even though he was running slowly. So very amusing, he thought to himself with a smirk. He laughed again as he heard what he said. “Me? Stay away from you? That’s very unlikely,” Frollo shook his head at his foolishness. “I will never stay away from you. I will always be after you. Always thinking about you. When you least expect it I will be running towards you,” his voice was growing colder and colder with each word that he had spoken. The last words that he had spoken was a bit ironic considering the fact that he was just running to catch him. But whatever. Thoughts and ideas were running through his mind. Wondering what to do with the boy now. “Tsk tsk. Look at you. You are in no condition to run any further,” There was a note of fake sympathy in his tone. “Perhaps you should get me to look at it,” he suggested mildly, knowing that there wasn’t a chance that Jim would allow that. But there was no law in hoping that he would.
It would give Frollo an excuse to try to wrap his hands around his neck and strangle him. It was something that he had always dreamed of doing. Slowly strangling the boy until he was about to die and then stopping for a moment before doing it again. That would have been the high light of his life to kill the boy and take Belle for himself. But then there was Esmeralda. The mention of the girl made him frown slightly. Before he had died he was obsessed with her. The judge growled slightly to himself as he shook his head again. He wanted to force those thoughts away from him. He didn’t want to think about that. Not now anyways. Frollo made a slight face. Here he was. Gaining speed on his enemy and all he could do is to think about what had happened in the past? This wasn’t like him. This wasn’t like him at all. Just perfect, Frollo thought to himself, realizing that he had been quiet the past few minutes. Just absolutely perfect. He cleared his throat wanting to smack him upside the head this time. “You can never escape from me boy,”
Not for the first time did he wish they were back in Egypt. Things would have been a lot easier for him that was for sure. He would have handed the young boy over to the palace guards. Now they would managed to teach him how to hold his tongue. Staring down at Jim, Frollo couldn’t help but to laugh. A cold and cruel laugh. “Makes you wish that we were back in Egypt doesn’t it?” his voice was slightly harsh and cold. His eyes were glittering like black stones as they were looking at him. Piercing right through him. He wanted to smack him again but something was holding him back. He couldn’t help but to raise an eyebrow slightly at his thoughts as the smirk grew even more evil. If that was possible at all. He shook his head, trying to get rid of his thoughts as he continued to run. His eyes were flashing with anger. Judge Claude Frollo looked…insane. Completely insane and one would wonder if that was possible at all. He wondered if he was losing his sanity, even when he ‘promised’ that he would be good. Well that promise sort of flew out the window when all that stuff happened in Japan and Egypt as far as he was concerned.
A sound of a vase smashing reached his ears and he couldn’t help but to grin. There was his chance of finally getting that annoying boy that he had been chasing. Finally getting to him, Frollo looked down and saw one of the pant legs torn. One of the pieces of the vase was stuck to it as well. He found the scene very amusing. And he was still running to, even though he was running slowly. So very amusing, he thought to himself with a smirk. He laughed again as he heard what he said. “Me? Stay away from you? That’s very unlikely,” Frollo shook his head at his foolishness. “I will never stay away from you. I will always be after you. Always thinking about you. When you least expect it I will be running towards you,” his voice was growing colder and colder with each word that he had spoken. The last words that he had spoken was a bit ironic considering the fact that he was just running to catch him. But whatever. Thoughts and ideas were running through his mind. Wondering what to do with the boy now. “Tsk tsk. Look at you. You are in no condition to run any further,” There was a note of fake sympathy in his tone. “Perhaps you should get me to look at it,” he suggested mildly, knowing that there wasn’t a chance that Jim would allow that. But there was no law in hoping that he would.
It would give Frollo an excuse to try to wrap his hands around his neck and strangle him. It was something that he had always dreamed of doing. Slowly strangling the boy until he was about to die and then stopping for a moment before doing it again. That would have been the high light of his life to kill the boy and take Belle for himself. But then there was Esmeralda. The mention of the girl made him frown slightly. Before he had died he was obsessed with her. The judge growled slightly to himself as he shook his head again. He wanted to force those thoughts away from him. He didn’t want to think about that. Not now anyways. Frollo made a slight face. Here he was. Gaining speed on his enemy and all he could do is to think about what had happened in the past? This wasn’t like him. This wasn’t like him at all. Just perfect, Frollo thought to himself, realizing that he had been quiet the past few minutes. Just absolutely perfect. He cleared his throat wanting to smack him upside the head this time. “You can never escape from me boy,”
How did you find us: Ha.ha. That's so funny.
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