Post by Trumpkin on Jun 20, 2009 15:18:36 GMT -5
Sound the Bugle now
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{You get treated like a dumb animal long enough, that’s what you become.}
When the Seasons Change, Remember How I used to Be
Name: Trumpkin
Age: 40 (Dwarf years)
Race: (Red) Dwarf
Loyal to: Caspian, Lucy, the Old Narnians, and Aslan now
Family: none known (father – Trimkin, mother – Pipkin both deceased)
There's a voice that calls, Remember who you are
History:
Trumpkin the Dwarf was born to Trimkin and Pipkin the Dwarfs. His father was detached, at best, and his mother was quiet and sickly. His father was often gone, attending meetings with other rebellious Old Narnians hoping for a revival of the old times. His mother died when he was very young, and he was often alone. When he was old enough, he attended meetings with his father and got to know many other Dwarfs, including Black Dwarfs. Though he had been a gentle and sweet Dwarf when Pipkin was alive, he quickly became just the opposite when he was raised by his father alone. He left home at the standard Dwarf age and lived with his friend Nikabrik. They began making weapons together, particularly bows and arrows, and sold them to their fellow Old Narnians and began planning.
They were out practicing one day when Nikabrik’s bow discharged accidentally and hit him in the leg. Trumpkin dragged him halfway across the forest before a kindly Badger found them and offered to help them. Nikabrik fell victim to a nasty infection and he and Trumpkin ended up staying with Badger longer than intended – or rather, permanently. Nikabrik continued talk of holding a rebellion, but they didn’t know how. Badger often spoke about a horn and a lion and some other nonsense that secretly fascinated Trumpkin. They lived quietly and (for the most part) peacefully, abandoning their practice and living off of the fruits of the forest, hoping for but certainly not expecting something to happen.
Then came the day when it seemed like the whole Telmarine army overran their dwelling. It was an exchange of sorts; the crazy kid taken in for a nice stay with his friends while Trumpkin was tumbled into a sack and tortured by the Telmarines. (He made sure to fight back, when possible, if only with a few sneers and snide comments.) Before long, he was being tossed overboard a boat, thinking his life was over. And then he was rescued, and instead of his life ending, it really began.
Likes:
-his bow and arrows
-Lucy
-being with his friends
-drinking
-dry land
-respect
Dislikes:
-Telmarines.
-being argued with
-being called short
-clothes that are too big
-water
-heights
-being manhandled
Fears:
-the Pevensies or Caspian being hurt
-Aslan
-drowning
-falling off of something tall
-losing his friends
Weapons:
-bow and arrow
-dagger
-knife
To be free once more, Yeah that's worth fighting for
Sample RP: When I applied for Reepicheep, I used a sample RP by Trumpkin, so can I use that?
Custom Title: Dear Little Friend
How did you find us: I play Reepicheep here
RP Experience: 4 years
Password:
Bugle![/size]x{You get treated like a dumb animal long enough, that’s what you become.}
When the Seasons Change, Remember How I used to Be
Name: Trumpkin
Age: 40 (Dwarf years)
Race: (Red) Dwarf
Loyal to: Caspian, Lucy, the Old Narnians, and Aslan now
Family: none known (father – Trimkin, mother – Pipkin both deceased)
There's a voice that calls, Remember who you are
History:
Trumpkin the Dwarf was born to Trimkin and Pipkin the Dwarfs. His father was detached, at best, and his mother was quiet and sickly. His father was often gone, attending meetings with other rebellious Old Narnians hoping for a revival of the old times. His mother died when he was very young, and he was often alone. When he was old enough, he attended meetings with his father and got to know many other Dwarfs, including Black Dwarfs. Though he had been a gentle and sweet Dwarf when Pipkin was alive, he quickly became just the opposite when he was raised by his father alone. He left home at the standard Dwarf age and lived with his friend Nikabrik. They began making weapons together, particularly bows and arrows, and sold them to their fellow Old Narnians and began planning.
They were out practicing one day when Nikabrik’s bow discharged accidentally and hit him in the leg. Trumpkin dragged him halfway across the forest before a kindly Badger found them and offered to help them. Nikabrik fell victim to a nasty infection and he and Trumpkin ended up staying with Badger longer than intended – or rather, permanently. Nikabrik continued talk of holding a rebellion, but they didn’t know how. Badger often spoke about a horn and a lion and some other nonsense that secretly fascinated Trumpkin. They lived quietly and (for the most part) peacefully, abandoning their practice and living off of the fruits of the forest, hoping for but certainly not expecting something to happen.
Then came the day when it seemed like the whole Telmarine army overran their dwelling. It was an exchange of sorts; the crazy kid taken in for a nice stay with his friends while Trumpkin was tumbled into a sack and tortured by the Telmarines. (He made sure to fight back, when possible, if only with a few sneers and snide comments.) Before long, he was being tossed overboard a boat, thinking his life was over. And then he was rescued, and instead of his life ending, it really began.
Likes:
-his bow and arrows
-Lucy
-being with his friends
-drinking
-dry land
-respect
Dislikes:
-Telmarines.
-being argued with
-being called short
-clothes that are too big
-water
-heights
-being manhandled
Fears:
-the Pevensies or Caspian being hurt
-Aslan
-drowning
-falling off of something tall
-losing his friends
Weapons:
-bow and arrow
-dagger
-knife
To be free once more, Yeah that's worth fighting for
Sample RP: When I applied for Reepicheep, I used a sample RP by Trumpkin, so can I use that?
Custom Title: Dear Little Friend
How did you find us: I play Reepicheep here
RP Experience: 4 years
Password:
