Your name: Moose Your journal:anonymoose_au Contact: psion_x@yahoo.com.au Other characters played at Passing: N/A - I used to play Arthur here, but I didn't make the activity check one months and then I got superbusy...etc etc...
Character name: Arthur Pendragon, King of Camelot Character fandom: BBC's Merlin Version: V1, Canon point: Season 4, Ep 6 Arthur will be living through the rest of the episodes in the series and beyond! Importing development from old game? His previous interactions in OPN. Background:http://merlin.wikia.com/wiki/Arthur_Pendragon
Personality:
On the surface Arthur can be summed up in one word, 'Clotpole', he is brash, over-confident and rude. He is supremely certain of his own abilities when it comes to fighting and woe to anyone who suggests he might not be able to defeat or hold his own against someone or something.
Due to his high status in Camelot, first as the Crown Prince and heir to the throne and now as King, few people get to know anything more about Arthur, but underneath his facade he is rather insecure. His father, King Uther put an enormous amount of pressure on him and the relationship between father and son was strained. Arthur isn't very good at interpersonal relationships, becoming flustered and awkward, especially when challenged. He has trouble explaining his feelings and expressing them.
Arthur enjoys everything to do with being a knight, he is their leader and participates in training with great enthusiasm and often picks on others weaknesses in the area of combat if he feels their skills aren't up to standard.
Arthur is used to getting his way and is very stubborn, if not childish when denied or difficulties are put in his path.
Abilities: Arthur in his own words 'has been trained to kill since birth', although that's an exaggeration he's definitely highly skilled in all forms of medieval combat, particularly sword fighting. He's very good at thinking on his feet and coming up with defence or offensive strategies.
Writing sample: The shafts of sunlight pouring into the council chambers seemed to barely move even as it felt like hours were passing.
Arthur, sitting at the head of the Council table was trying not to show his boredom too much...just a little bit, in the vain hope it would get Monmouth, who was currently flapping his lips, to sum up...whatever it was he was going on about and let this torture come to an end.
It wasn't happening, not even when Sir Leon actually let a yawn slip out. Arthur gave his right hand mind the briefest smile before resting his chin in his hand and rolling his eyes. Not for the first time he wondered how Father had put up with this, no wonder he was in such a bad mood all the time.
Thinking about the King brings Arthur up short, for months King Uther had been all but confined to his room, hardly speaking save for a few sentences here and there, his mind seemed irreparably damaged at his daughter's betrayal.
Arthur unconsciously taps his fingers on the table, thinking and worrying. Sometimes it felt almost like an insult, Morgana had betrayed Father, had betrayed all of them that was true. But Arthur was still here and always would be, wasn't that enough? Couldn't Father pull himself together for the sake of his kingdom and his people?
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Thank God for training that's all I can say. If my life was nothing but councils and treaty negotiations and reading roll after roll of parchment I'd be mad, completely and utterly mad.
I probably shouldn't write something like that, with Father being the way he is. I visited him today, hoping to get something out of him, Gaius says he talks sometimes, but he didn't say a word to me. He was walking around though, looking for something or someone maybe? I'm pretty sure he didn't even know I was there. I went to Gaius afterwards and asked him exactly what Father says when he speaks...Gaius was evasive, but I finally got out of him that it's mostly about Morgana.
Morgana! I still can't - it's too - what was she thinking? I don't know if I can ever forgive her, or even if I should. She enslaved the town with an undead army for God sake! Of course, that could have been Morgause. It probably was Morgause, that sneaky, underhanded, vile...Why Morgana would follow her...she's enchanted, that's all I can come up with.
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Damn it that was Merlin, knocking my elbow. Honestly, how he manages to walk around without ending up flat on his face is a mystery to me. I've never seen anyone so clumsy, it's embarrassing to know him sometimes.
He does know that I like to have fruit before bed though...he's just put a bowl of cherries and strawberries and oranges in front of me. I suppose I can forgive him then, for just barging on in. Or I will, once he tells me how Guinevere is going, I haven’t seen her all day. Voice sample:
Regular voice sample: “Come on, Merlin, how many times have we done this?” [The Crown Prince of Camelot waits impatiently for his friend servant to catch up with him. The knights of Camelot stand before him though and he decides he might as well begin making his speech, especially since Merlin seems to have tripped over and sent his helmet rolling away.] “All right, let’s begin,” [he directs a stern look at Sir Gwaine before continuing.] “I’m not going to lie to any of you, the next few days are going to be difficult and dangerous. Now most of you have had the pleasure of having to fend off an attack by a magical beast.” [This statement is received by chuckles and shaking heads.] “But remember you can’t ever overestimate the danger a beast like this poses, especially one like this, that has someone behind it, pulling the strings.” [Arthur pauses briefly, thinking about that likely ‘someone’, then he shakes his head.] “For Camelot!” “For Camelot!” [His knights cry and salute. Finally Merlin arrives helmet and cape in arms.] “Oh good, I was starting to think I was going to have to go in there without head protection.” [Merlin, of course, has a smart remark to make to that, but then Arthur walked into that one.] “You know, you could stand to be a bit more creative, God forbid I have a boring servant. Now, look since you’re staying here -” [He gives Merlin a very stern look.]
Arthur Pendragon | BBC Merlin
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Contact: psion_x@yahoo.com.au
Other characters played at Passing: N/A - I used to play Arthur here, but I didn't make the activity check one months and then I got superbusy...etc etc...
Character name: Arthur Pendragon, King of Camelot
Character fandom: BBC's Merlin
Version: V1,
Canon point: Season 4, Ep 6 Arthur will be living through the rest of the episodes in the series and beyond!
Importing development from old game? His previous interactions in OPN.
Background: http://merlin.wikia.com/wiki/Arthur_Pendragon
Personality:
On the surface Arthur can be summed up in one word, 'Clotpole', he is brash, over-confident and rude. He is supremely certain of his own abilities when it comes to fighting and woe to anyone who suggests he might not be able to defeat or hold his own against someone or something.
Due to his high status in Camelot, first as the Crown Prince and heir to the throne and now as King, few people get to know anything more about Arthur, but underneath his facade he is rather insecure. His father, King Uther put an enormous amount of pressure on him and the relationship between father and son was strained. Arthur isn't very good at interpersonal relationships, becoming flustered and awkward, especially when challenged. He has trouble explaining his feelings and expressing them.
Arthur enjoys everything to do with being a knight, he is their leader and participates in training with great enthusiasm and often picks on others weaknesses in the area of combat if he feels their skills aren't up to standard.
Arthur is used to getting his way and is very stubborn, if not childish when denied or difficulties are put in his path.
Abilities: Arthur in his own words 'has been trained to kill since birth', although that's an exaggeration he's definitely highly skilled in all forms of medieval combat, particularly sword fighting. He's very good at thinking on his feet and coming up with defence or offensive strategies.
Writing sample: The shafts of sunlight pouring into the council chambers seemed to barely move even as it felt like hours were passing.
Arthur, sitting at the head of the Council table was trying not to show his boredom too much...just a little bit, in the vain hope it would get Monmouth, who was currently flapping his lips, to sum up...whatever it was he was going on about and let this torture come to an end.
It wasn't happening, not even when Sir Leon actually let a yawn slip out. Arthur gave his right hand mind the briefest smile before resting his chin in his hand and rolling his eyes. Not for the first time he wondered how Father had put up with this, no wonder he was in such a bad mood all the time.
Thinking about the King brings Arthur up short, for months King Uther had been all but confined to his room, hardly speaking save for a few sentences here and there, his mind seemed irreparably damaged at his daughter's betrayal.
Arthur unconsciously taps his fingers on the table, thinking and worrying. Sometimes it felt almost like an insult, Morgana had betrayed Father, had betrayed all of them that was true. But Arthur was still here and always would be, wasn't that enough? Couldn't Father pull himself together for the sake of his kingdom and his people?
Voice sample:
Regular voice sample:
Thank God for training that's all I can say. If my life was nothing but councils and treaty negotiations and reading roll after roll of parchment I'd be mad, completely and utterly mad.
I probably shouldn't write something like that, with Father being the way he is. I visited him today, hoping to get something out of him, Gaius says he talks sometimes, but he didn't say a word to me. He was walking around though, looking for something or someone maybe? I'm pretty sure he didn't even know I was there. I went to Gaius afterwards and asked him exactly what Father says when he speaks...Gaius was evasive, but I finally got out of him that it's mostly about Morgana.
Morgana! I still can't - it's too - what was she thinking? I don't know if I can ever forgive her, or even if I should. She enslaved the town with an undead army for God sake! Of course, that could have been Morgause. It probably was Morgause, that sneaky, underhanded, vile...Why Morgana would follow her...she's enchanted, that's all I can come up with.
-
Damn it that was Merlin, knocking my elbow. Honestly, how he manages to walk around without ending up flat on his face is a mystery to me. I've never seen anyone so clumsy, it's embarrassing to know him sometimes.
He does know that I like to have fruit before bed though...he's just put a bowl of cherries and strawberries and oranges in front of me. I suppose I can forgive him then, for just barging on in. Or I will, once he tells me how Guinevere is going, I haven’t seen her all day.
Voice sample:
Regular voice sample:
“Come on, Merlin, how many times have we done this?” [The Crown Prince of Camelot waits impatiently for his
friendservant to catch up with him. The knights of Camelot stand before him though and he decides he might as well begin making his speech, especially since Merlin seems to have tripped over and sent his helmet rolling away.]“All right, let’s begin,” [he directs a stern look at Sir Gwaine before continuing.] “I’m not going to lie to any of you, the next few days are going to be difficult and dangerous. Now most of you have had the pleasure of having to fend off an attack by a magical beast.” [This statement is received by chuckles and shaking heads.] “But remember you can’t ever overestimate the danger a beast like this poses, especially one like this, that has someone behind it, pulling the strings.” [Arthur pauses briefly, thinking about that likely ‘someone’, then he shakes his head.] “For Camelot!”
“For Camelot!” [His knights cry and salute.
Finally Merlin arrives helmet and cape in arms.] “Oh good, I was starting to think I was going to have to go in there without head protection.”
[Merlin, of course, has a smart remark to make to that, but then Arthur walked into that one.] “You know, you could stand to be a bit more creative, God forbid I have a boring servant. Now, look since you’re staying here -” [He gives Merlin a very stern look.]