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Post by Dickon Sowerby on Oct 7, 2007 13:49:46 GMT -5
Okay, if you apply for a canon character, I'd like you to state the name of the character you're applying for, and I'd also like you to put up a small RP example here. After that, I'll either accept you and show that the character is taken, or I'll decline. CANON CHARACTERS
Mary Lennox - Taken by 'Mary Lennox'
Dickon Sowerby - Taken by 'Dickon Sowerby'
Colin Craven - Taken by 'Colin' Martha Sowerby Ben Weatherstaff Lord Archibald Craven Susan Sowerby Mrs. Medlock Doctor Craven
Any questions, PM me and I'll be happy to answer them.
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Post by Mary Lennox on Oct 7, 2007 16:20:09 GMT -5
I would like to apply for Mary Lennox ^^ Because I'm awesome and you know it.
Rp Sample:
Mary skipped along the path towards the garden, jump rope in one hand. She smiled to herself, looking up at the crystal blue sky that was adorned with a few fragile white clouds. It was the first nice day in nearly a week, and she was glad to be outside. She waved to Ben as she passed, bent over with his work, and she continued down the path. She slowed to a walk as she neared the door, and that snese of mystery that always came over her, even now, settled upon her. She peeked in. No Dickon. No anyone. She entered and found that there was indeed someone: The robin. She smiled and began skipping rope to pass the time.
Several minutes passed and she stopped, worn out, and sat. Where, oh where was Dickon?
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Colin
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Post by Colin on Oct 16, 2007 17:06:27 GMT -5
I would like to apply for Colin Craven. An example:
Colin wheeled himself along the quiet halls of the manor. Although he could walk, in his bad moods he prefered the familiar comfort of the chair. The rain beat a steady rhythm against the window panes. Colin sighed. On days like this, when he couldn't go outside, it was nice to have Mary or Dickon around to liven things up. But they were away for the day, on a trip to the moors. His father had prohibited him from accompanying them, scared that it would finally bring about the death he had been worried for so long about. Colin went to the kitchens. He needed to talk to someone, even if that just meant bullying the maid.
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Post by mmarcic6853 on Dec 6, 2007 13:08:27 GMT -5
I will take Archie.
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Post by mmarcic6853 on Dec 6, 2007 13:29:15 GMT -5
I will apply for Lord Craven.
Lord Craven sipped his brandy as he went over his financial books in his study. Running Misselthwaite was sometimes a challenging responsibility. There was a knock at the door. " Come in" he ansered casually. Dr Craven entered in his usual black suit. " Sir I have just returned from examining your son for the second time his month. "And" questioned Lord Craven nervously. " He is completely healthy" Lord Craven breathed a sigh of relief. " Sir I could be so bold to speak freely." said Dr Craven. " There is nothing wrong with Master Colin at all. It seems that all of us were very wrong the first ten years of his life. We should begin to move on. I believe that Master Colin is perfectly healthy and ready to attend school. "School" questioned Lord Craven nervoulsy. Dont you think it a rather dangerous environment". "Lord Craven there is no reason that Master Colin should not attend." For the last two years Master Colin has been a picture of perfect health. He has not even had a common cold" There is absolutely no reason that Master Colin should not attend." "I will consider the matter. Thank you doctor" said Lord Craven dismissing him. After Dr. Craven left Archie sat at his chair near the fireplace and pondered the conversation and the past. Archie had run away from his son for the first ten years of his life believing him to be a cripple and a half witt. Only to find his healthy engerginc ten year old son running to meet him upon his return to the manor two years ago. That day changed his life forever. He had become a real father to him and to Mary. Fear still lingered in his mind that this glorious reality could still slip away. Therefore , he had his son checked by the doctor twice a month. Just to be safe to Colins great displeasure. The bimonthly visits was a constant source of complaning that emulated from his son. Lord Craven got up from his chair and rang the bell for Mrs. Medlock. She came quite quickly. "Medlock please go fetch Master Colin I wish to speak with him".
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