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Prince Caspian

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Played by Cara

"Cara has managed to...create a character that is both mythical and life-like. Impulsive, moody, and yet kind and good-hearted, Caspian is just beginning to show the makings of a true leader."
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I'll start. Here's my best one :D Bold words are the ones I put in

This is where we got the Curse of Chuck Norris joke XD (see IC cbox)

"We'll all be dead by morning, I shouldn't wonder" by Red Marauder
I am having a scrumpdidliumpcious winter trying my best to steady my overly cheery disposition (not saying I won't fail, of course). Me and 2 humans, Sir Chester Winston Montague Kinsington Esquire the Third and Tinkerbell, are on a plaid quest, which will probably take our lives. First we were nearly killed several times from flying video game nerds being thrown by vicious jackalops. We survived, but sure enough, our luck didn't hold out. Right after blundering across a very suspicious-looking old bridge (i'm sure it was only by luck that it didn't disintegrate beneath us before we made it across) We were tricked by a angry lady, all dressed in mauve (with a creepy speech impediment) into going to The Pentagon. once there, we were almost made into Fruit Loops by a bunch of flaming giants. We got out alive, (which is more then I expected) but I still am convinced that we brought on us the curse of Chuck Norris. We are fortunate to be deep underground, in the shredded and desolate lands that exist there, for it is not likely for their to be any hail. It is all so slimy and gruesome that i feel oodles less flighty already. Plus, we are now the prisoners of a band of LARP-ers that take a very serious view on life, and I shouldn't wonder if we weren't made as frugal and Chinese as they are before we make it out, IF we ever do (which is more then i expect). Of course, dieing in fantastic caves sure beats growing bitter against one another and trying to kill each other with brussels sprouts, which is how all these psychotic expeditions usually end.

[Arina Penley Carison]

Awww, I wish I would have saved the Prince Caspian one... *shall redo it*

EDIT:

Prince Caspian by Jacques-the little caesar
Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy, the four Poppyseeds who became Snowflakes in a land called Narnia, are waiting for a train to take them to boarding school when they are summoned into Narnia by the blast of a magic Icicle. They meet a Pillow named Trumpkin who explains to them that the old Narnians (creatures such as talking Inkpots and other Pitchers like Trumpkin) are battling against the Freezing king Miraz and his army of Red Telmarines. Aslan appears to Lucy, the Quirkiest of the four children and guides them to the headquarters of Prince Caspian, Miraz's Bill S. Preston Esquire and now King over the talking Windows of Narnia. Peter, Edmund, and Trumpkin enter Aslan's How just in time to save the Prince from two wicked Fence Posts. They make plans for battle and finally decide to send Miraz a Lochness Monster in the name of High King Peter. Miraz accepts the Lochness Monster and it is agreed that he and Peter will Poke each other in behalf of their armies. In the battle, Miraz is slain by a Main Street and the Telmarines attack. Aslan comes to the rescue with an army of Coffee Cups. All the Telmarines run, Sliding as they go, and eventually surrender. Finally, Prince Caspian is crowned king over Narnia; the four children go back to England, but when they arrive, Edmund realizes that he has left his birthday present, a Gas Mask from his father, in Narnia!

IC: Really, Your Highness. Fence posts? *snerk*