Post by Lucy Pevensie on Jan 30, 2016 13:15:33 GMT -5
*-- Lucy Pevensie --*
Name :: Lucy Pevensie
Nickname(s) :: Lu, Queen Lucy the Valiant
Age :: 15
Gender :: Female
Book(s) :: The Chronicles of Narnia
Author(s) :: Clive Staples "C.S." Lewis
Summary of Character Involvement/Plot of Book(s) ::
The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe - Lucy Pevensie is the youngest of the Pevensie children growing up in London during WWII. They are sent to the countryside to live with a professor to be safe from the bombs, where Lucy discovers a wardrobe that leads to another world: Narnia. She eventually leads her siblings there, where, with the help of the Great Lion Aslan, they defeat the White Witch (Jadis) and rule Narnia as kings and queens for roughly ten years before being drawn back to our world, where only a few minutes have passed and they are young again.
Prince Caspian - Lucy is brought back by the call of Susan's horn by Prince Caspian, a dethroned heir who needs their help against his wicked uncle in reclaiming the throne of Narnia.
Voyage of the Dawn Treader - Lucy comes back to Narnia via a painting that comes to life with her brother, Edmund, and cousin, Eustace. They join King Caspian in searching the vast Eastern Sea for the lost lords who were supporters of Caspian's late father. They face all manner of challenges and trials, but are successful. In the end, they meet Aslan at the entrance to Aslan's Kingdom, where Lucy and Edmund are told that they are never going to return to Narnia again. (Age: 11)(This is the last book I am going by. In The Last Battle, Lucy is killed in a train accident and goes to Aslan's Kingdom.)
Face Claim :: Georgie Henley
Appearance ::
Lucy stands a whopping 5’6” now that she has hit her growth spurt, which she is very proud of, thank you very much. Despite her forever-longing to be like her older sister, Susan, she is actually quite pretty herself. Warm chocolate brown hair that has a nice shine to it that reaches halfway down her back. She has a nervous habit of brushing it a lot (a beauty book she inherited from Susan told her this was good, and we all gotta be like Susan) at night, which gives it its gleam. However, the fact that she does not spend as much time under the influence of her older sister does help. Her eyes are a lovely hazel-brown and she has a contagious smile. She loves to smile and laugh, but more on that in personality, so she does have the promise of laugh lines in her future. Her figure is slight, but feminine and she is decently trim, considering her home time period is one of rationing and less fatty foods. That and her mother tries her best to keep her children healthy still.
Personality ::
Lucy is many things. In Narnia, she was known for her faith and valiancy. On Earth she is no different. Not a day goes by she doesn’t miss Narnia. Hearing those words from Aslan on that fateful day, when he told her that in her world, he went by a different name and that she must find him by that name, she has made some headway. Not long after the war, her father came home with many little knickknacks he’d collected to share with his family. Lucy immediately put claim on the little book her father was hard-pressed to give up, but in the end did so for his little girl: a small cloth-bound soldier’s edition of the Gospel of John. It introduced her to someone she was pretty sure she had been looking for all along. In fact, it was that that turned her mind more away from the worldly things of imitating her more fashionable sister.
These days it is usually Lucy who rounds up the rest to go to church. Or, that was, before the abrupt change. Now she has found herself in a strange place all alone and very outdated. The War is old news. And her siblings are nowhere to be found. All in all, very frightening. Though one must understand, Lucy was always the one to venture forth. Who walked into the woods and met the faun? Lucy. Who pulled her knife, ready to take on the world when Aslan rose from the dead? Lucy. In fact, Aslan had to calm her enthusiasm several times lest it lead to danger for herself. So she is looking at this strange place with some measure of curiosity and excitement. It’s no Narnia, but perhaps just as exciting.
Family ::
Mr. Pevensie (name unspecified) - father
Helen Pevensie - mother
Peter Pevensie - oldest brother
Susan Pevensie - older sister
Edmund Pevensie - older brother
Alberta Scrubb - paternal aunt
Harold Scrubb - paternal uncle
Eustace Scrubb - cousin
History ::
Lucy Pevensie was born last of four siblings on May 17, 1932. As a child, she was always the most curious of the four, which usually got her in trouble, or at least nearly in trouble if it weren’t for her overprotective oldest brother, Peter. She adored her older siblings growing up and still does. She is also incredibly attached to her parents, which made it very difficult for her when her family was broken by World War II, her father going into the service and then shortly after having to be shipped to the countryside away from her mother, but at least with her siblings, to avoid the bombs.
This was where Lucy’s world opened up. During a little exploration in the vast home of Professor Kirke, she went into a wardrobe filled with fur coats in order to feel their warmth. However, there was no back to the wardrobe. It opened up into a snowy forest. Instead of turning back, she wandered into the wilderness until she found a lit lamppost, where she was startled to meet a faun.
Long story short, she came home bursting with news that her siblings didn’t believe until Edmund found his way in, though he denied it so as to “not encourage her”. Eventually, in a mad race to get away from getting in trouble with the housekeeper, all four came upon the woods in the back of the wardrobe and found out that it was indeed a country under the spell of a witch and that their arrival was harolding a new age for the land. They met Aslan, the Great Lion, who helped them to face Jadis, the White Witch and defeat her in battle. After they were all four crowned rulers of the country jointly and the Golden Age of Narnia began.
Roughly ten years later, while hunting a stag, they found the lamppost again and Lucy unknowingly led them back to England through the wardrobe, where they found that only several minutes had passed and they were met with the elusive Professor Kirke who confided that he had been to Narnia before himself.
After the end of the war, the Pevensies were back in London, where they were at one point all at a train station together when they were whisked away by the call of a magic horn, to Narnia. They discovered that it had been around 300 years since their last visit there and the land had been invaded and was now ruled by greedy humans while the talking beasts and mythical creatures lived in hiding. Except one boy named Caspian who was heir to the throne, but had been chased away by his uncle Miraz, who believed in the old stories and wished them to be true and it was he who had blown the horn. With the help of the Pevensies and several Talking Beasts, and eventually Aslan, Caspian defeated Miraz and became king, where he restored the honor of the old Narnia and welcomed the mythical creatures back. The four are returned to the home world.
Some time later, Edmund and Lucy are staying with their Aunt Alberta, Uncle Harold, and cousin Eustace and there is a painting of a ship at sea that comes to life as the two Pevensies and Eustace are arguing. Soon the three found themselves in the middle of a vast ocean with a great ship barreling down on them. The ship was commanded by now-King Caspian, who spotted them and had them brought aboard. As it turned out, he was on a journey to find the lost lords who had been supporters of his late father. In the long run, the succeeded, but at a great price. Eustace could be said to have learned the most from the journey, but no one was exempt. Lucy took a hard hit on how worldly things were far inferior to the things of the heart. Eventually, the ship made it to the Far East, where they came across a waterfall going upwards. There Aslan met them and told them that this was the border to Alsan’s Country. Reepicheep volunteered to go through, but Caspian was needed in Narnia so he could not and the three from our world had time they still must fill home. This was where Lucy (and Edmund) received the terrible news that neither of them would ever see Narnia again. But it was also the happy time when Lucy learned that there were other ways to find Aslan in her own world.
Several years have passed since that trip. Lucy still longs for Narnia and talks about it much with her siblings, but knows it is beyond her. And that, she is okay with now, because she found Christianity, which she believes to be the roots of Aslan.
Until one day. She went to bed in her own little bed at home in 1947 and woke up on an attic floor in 2016…
Site Alias :: AB
Roleplaying Experience :: Maybe 9 years.
Code :: Brickpants
Sample RP ::
Lucy pulled herself up to the window again. Same as yesterday, but today she had a plan. The sun was setting. She could feel it in the air, the chill, the slant of the sparse beams of light making it in. She pulled her thin coat closer – oh, how she would have loved to have that lovely fur coat she’d borrowed from the wardrobe all those years ago! – and rubbed at the window frost with her sleeve. Still not time. But tonight was the night!
She hopped down as quietly as she could from the tiny stool that served as her lookout. It felt weird going at it alone, but she had before, right? Dozens of times. She grabbed the potato sack she’d adapted as her travel bag and shoved in the book she was reading about herbology. It wasn’t much, but it was interesting in its own way. And it was also the least ready to fall apart book up here, so she’d naturally gone to it. She checked the spindly stairs headed down from the attic. No sound. Darkness. She glanced back at the window at the last flecks of gold. Now or never.
She felt like she was small again. Taking that first step onto the train that would lead her out of London and away from home. Though then she had been holding Peter’s hand and a stuffed dog. Now she was holding a potato sack with an old book. It was very different. One step. creak She winced as the step made so loud a noise. No one was here, she reminded herself. Here we go. Creak Wince. Okay, let’s do this. No fear! CREAK CREAK CREAK! She jumped from the third stair up and landed with a thump, which seemed like a good idea at the time, but now as she stood there frozen in fear, listening, she wasn’t so sure of her plan.
No sound. Okay, she had this. She clung to her bag and slowly walked down the hall to the door. One little twist and it opened. She peeked inside. No one. And the lights were all out, so that was good. She walked out and carefully shut the door behind her. The floor was much less noisy than the stairs. She wandered a little, though it was hard to read anything because of the low light. She stopped by the magazine archives to see if there was anything interesting. One headline on what was titled USA Today – weird, why would they have an American magazine here? – screamed “Y2K COMING”. She frowned and flipped through it to the article. Computers crashing – what was that supposed to mean? – and a picture of an alarm clock that read “2000”. Her brow furrowed and she started to read more. The coming of the new millennium? Her heart skipped a beat. 2000? As in year? And this was in the archives!? She put it back in a hurry and looked further until she found the current ones. 2016. She’d had her share of funny time, but this was a little too funny. She put the magazine back and scurried for the door out, passing the sign on the wall that announced the open hours of Deerfield Public Library, and out into the darkness.
