A Royally Mixed Future

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Well then, I will be Edmund Pevensie, age 24? 25? I don't know what age Peter is going to be so Edmund is like 4 years younger.

Edmund Pevensie
He is of course very noble and strong. He has never forgotten what Aslan did for him.
He would love to go back to Narnia, but he's none too happy if he would have to take this whole bunch! I mean, he will have to take care of all of them with his life even!!

He has a girlfriend that just changed her name. He loves her very much.

I don't know what else to say. You all know Edmund already :D
 
Sounds good! Okay, everyone, I would really like to get this started!! Would anyone like to double up as a male character? I really wouldn't mind, and that means we can get started sooner!!
 
If you don't mind, I gladly accept! I'll take Caspian... now we just need Lucy's Friend and Susan's husband...
 
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Ok, I haven't been in this thread for awhile but I think we should get started soon or it will die.
 
Are you looking for people to play? Can't we all play those parts as we go? Unless you really need a different person to play each part.
 
Okay, I will start, but will anyone take Susan's husband or Lucy's friend? It will be more fun with them than without them...

Aslan's eyes scanned the landscape that laid out before him like a beautifully stitched quilt. The sun traced each of the leaves as they danced in the gentle wind. Unfortunately, Aslan was not able to enjoy this beauty for long. A shadow of evil clouded his mind and added an extra burden to his every step. Suddenly, Aslan took off into the woods, a plan forming in his mind.

Clarissa ran around the house like a whirlwind with cleaning supplies. She had swept every floor and dusted every surface. Tea was on the stove and she had a variety of snack foods ready to be served. "Peter!" she called up to her fiance. "Is everything laid out?" she asked, sweeping her long hair over her shoulder. Her eyes flicked around the room, looking for something that may appear out of place in the home. Although she knew that this was only her friends coming, she was still nervous.
 
Rebecca was on her way from the day care to Clarissa's house for more wedding arrangements. Clarissa had been burdened with so much lately that Rebecca needed to take a load off her shoulders. Edmund was also going to be there a bit later.
 
"Stop twitching!" Lucy said as she slapped her brother's hand, who was nervous. She was trying fit his jacket, but he was too unsettled to sit still.
"She just asked if everything is laid out." Peter told her.
Lucy rolled her eyes.
"Yes Clarissa," she yelled down the stairs, "they are."
She came back to a pacing Peter.
"You really need to get a grip, are you gonna hypervenalate on your wedding day?"
"Planning is so ...nerve racking."
"Your good at it," she said.
"Yeah when I suggest the espesive stuff!"
"Clarissa's mum has it covered."
"For the most part yeah, but I'm paying a fourth of it."
"Well at least you're not paying for the dress."
"Have you seen how much flowers cost?"
"Just sit still."

Peter had never been this freaked. Like Lucy he was usally pretty calm. But getting married seemed to have changed him. Even though he was one of the best reporters in London, he still worried about making ends meet. He took care of Lucy (and sometimes Edmund) but now he would have to take care of Clarissa too. Lucy did work, but she was only a waitress and Peter never let her pay for more than one bill (usually the phone). But now he wondered if his salary (only well paid for a bachelor) would support Lucy and his new darling wife.
 
"Got it!" Clarissa called, grinning. "Is Peter still fussing?" she called up to Lucy. She could just imagine Peter moving back and forth as Lucy chased him with the pins. "Lucy, feel free to pin him to the wall if he keeps moving!" she called up as she reached the door. She took a breath and then opened it, revealing Rebecca. "Hey! Come on in! Peter and Lucy are still upstairs, but we're still waiting for everyone else," she told the woman. "How are things?"
 
The door opened to reveal a smiling Clarissa. 'Hey Clarissa! Things are going well!' She heard Peter's fussing upstairs, and Lucy's reprimand. 'He's trying on his suit, isn't he?' Clarissa guessed.
 
Clarissa nodded. "Yes, and Lucy has the pins, so you know that's dangerous!" she joked with a laugh. "You know how Peter likes to move around when clothing is involved," she said, leading the way into their living room. "PLease, have a seat! Is there anything I can get you?" she asked, glancing upstairs as she heard more movement.
 
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