Canon Audition

[Susan Pevensie]

Hello

So you are interested in playing one of our many canons!. GREAT, we need them we really do. And interesting people taking up interesting characters is always great for a site. Here is the place were you apply for a canon. If this is a book/movie canon then it is just the staff team who will decide on you getting the canon yes or no. If this is a site canon then besides the staff team the creator of the canon, a site member, will also be consulted.

So just post in the form below. Ooh and one more little hint. When it comes to site canons we tend to be a little bit picky. Read the description that has been given, it helps, and if you're not sure you can always ask the person who created the canon. We don't bite here.

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[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Name of the canon:[/b]
[b]Site canon or book/movie canon:[/b]
[b]RPG sample:[/b]

Keep in mind that only AFTER you went trough the canon audition you can apply for the canon.

[mels]

Name:Mels
Name of the canon: Edmund Pevensie
Site canon or book/movie canon: book/movie
RPG sample: (from the first version of TNA’s early days)
Edmund had galloped his horse all the way here, he'd needed to get away from the castle and the talks of battle. It was all anyone was talking about lately and he needed a break from it all. So he had written a quick note to his siblings and Caspian and taken off for Aslan's How. It was the only place right now that he could think of that would be secluded. Plus he needed to see the stone table for himself again.


So much was going on here and yet Aslan was missing still. He'd heard some of the servants talking about that and one had said something to the affect of "only nature, the wind, and young Queen Lucy know when he'll be back" and Ed realized as Phillip galloped along that that was correct, for of all the Kings and Queens of old, only Lucy had the unwavering faith of one of Aslan's chosen. Sure the other three pevensies were His chosen too, but Lucy seemed to be singled out as the most faithful of them. Maybe it had to do with her age or her childlike faith. Ed felt Phillip suddenly come to a stop and asked, "what is it, Phillip?" his horse answered, "I can take you no further my king." Ed looked about him and smiled, he knew why Phillip said this, the talking beasts of Narnia were very reluctant to cross the threshold of the pavilion where once the stone table stood, for they feared some remnant of the witch's power still lingered there.

He dismounted and said, "It's perfectly alright, Phillip, just graze and I'll be back later." He slipped off his horse’s bridle and put a halter on Phillip's head and slipped away into the how, walking briskly until he was inside where he dropped the bridle, grabbed a torch and ran, his feet seeming to know his path before even his mind did. He saw the carvings on the walls rush past him in one continuous blur.

Then suddenly he found himself at his destination, the chamber that held the cracked stone table. He quickly lit the long, continuous fire pit and hurried to stand beside the table. He'd blown out his torch after lighting the fire pit and had dropped it at the entrance to the room. Now he ran his hands along the edge of the table and realized that this was what Aslan had died on, died to save him, unworthy Edmund Pevensie, King of narnia, The Just. But at the time Ed hadn't been just at all, he'd been selfish and mean and really quite snarky and sarcastic. He felt tears streaming down his cheeks and didn't do anything to stop them.

[Susan Pevensie]

This audition is:
Accepted
Go ahead and start on your profile!

[Lucy Pevensie]

Name:Son
Name of the canon:Lucy Pevensie
Site canon or book/movie canon:book/movie
RPG sample:
Lucy sighed as she watched her two elder brothers disagree yet again. The only difference this time was the fact that she had seen Aslan and they had not. "I know what I saw." She said no more as she watched the others and looked yet again at the spot she had seen Aslan. She couldn't understand why the others could not see him. Edmund however. was believing her which was something she could be happy for. They all finally stopped talking and decided to press onwards without checking the spot where Lucy has seen Aslan. She followed silently.

They walked in silence for a long time not really saying anything to each other. "Thank you for believing me Edmund," she whispered as the continued to walk, She turned from them and once again saw Aslan. She made no mention of it though not wanting the others to start fighting about it yet again. They finally stopped for the night and she couldn't sleep going back to the spot in which she had seen Aslan for the second time. She smiled as she saw him coming towards her. She wasn't going crazy which was a good thing she figured. "Aslan?" The lion smiled at her as she approached him allowing for him to stop. "I knew I saw you but...but they wouldn't believe me."

Aslan said nothing as Lucy went still. A smile was on her face. She may have blind faith according to her siblings but she knew Aslan would be there to help them. She just had to believe and if it was only her it was only her. Rustling was heard behind her and she turned around to see Edmund coming up his eyes wide. "I told you Aslan was here." She knew she shouldn't have wandered off alone but she didn't really care at the moment she was safe and that was all that mattered.

[Susan Pevensie]

This audition is:
Accepted
Go ahead and start on your profile!

[fly]

Name: Fly
Name of the canon: Aslan
Site canon or book/movie canon: Book/movie canon
RPG sample:
When he moved, not even a leaf budged out of place; his paws made no indentions on the earth, but rather allowed the various plants to spring up into attention. Aslan skirted through the area, silently, leaving no traces but life on his descent into Narnia. His figure appeared massive and glowing, perhaps a ball of energy wrapped up into nothing but everything all at once. The figure he chose so commonly was a lion, a lion that shed different appearances on the individual, a lion who chose when and where to become seen. For now only a few animals of the forest acknowledged his presence with a wide eyed fright and awe.

He regularly rounded Narnia, keeping everything in check, visiting those who never expected a visit, whispering in ears that needed encouragement. Aslan did what he needed to and did it mysteriously enough to keep the creatures on their toes. He never enjoyed revealing just how he planned on doing things, but simply did them according to what he knew best, and he knew best.

Aslan allowed himself to appear. His appearance varied by each pair of eyes; some allowed him to grow over the past year, others had caused him to diminish. While he retained the adult lion appearance, his size mattered upon faith, upon trust, and all else that required him to seem large. Even at the smallest, he still appeared imposing to some extent. A lion always seems that way though.

With a shake of his main and a parting of his large jaws that exposed a row of gleaming sharp teeth, Aslan roared, allowing the sound to flow from the valleys to the forests, to bounce off the river and into the earshot of many animals, creatures, and people. Even the trees stirred with frightful delight upon his announced presence. Aslan smiled. He took time during his day to stop and smell the roses, although time had no matter for him. In fact it was something his father created long ago, but it never affected him.

Them on the other hand, well they needed to accomplish a lot in a matter of a few days. Aslan understood the urgency. He knew of the politics across the vast ocean on other lands, and he knew the intentions, most of which displeased him. He remained silent though, deciding that a visit to the Narnians wouldn't be such a bad idea. The lion loved to know he was loved and enjoyed spreading joy to some downtrodden individuals. In fact, he had the right mind to visit the high kings and queens today; but who knew if all would gain a chance to lay eyes upon him. He knew of one for certain whose strengths would allow her to see the lion that would stand amidst the crowd.

[Caspian]

ACCEPTED

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