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 Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 6:43 pm
Mordred LeFay PendragonMATTHEW ISAAC MORRIS♫♪Mordred's Lullaby♪♫  User Name: Sunraiser.Character Name: Mordred LeFay Pendragon.Aliases: Matthew Isaac Morris, Matt, Matty, Morris, Mim. True Love: The very thought of it offends me. Enemies: Arthur Pendragon, Merlin...Allies: Queen Mab (auntie), Morgan LeFay (mother), Frick (uncle), Jareth (uncle), Merlin, Rumplestiltskin...Likes: Archery, magick, magic, fae, chess, horseback riding, any sort of blade, Auntie Mab, Uncle Jareth, Mother/Mummy, Uncle Frick, tormenting Arthur, aggravating Merlin, ruling, watching the sun rise and set, good cooking, good spirits (as in alcohol, not people with cheery moods)....Dislikes: His father, his mother, his uncles, Merlin, Rumplestiltskin, corruption: for as vile as he can be, Mordred is a strong believer in fair-play, and honor (this is shown when he calls out his father in front of the round table for his forgiveness and 'special treatment' of Guinevere's treasonous and scandalous affair with Lancelot), bad food... A little personal history: Fathered by King Arthur Pendragon to the Lady Morgan Lefay, Mordred is only half human. He was conceived, but was given life by Queen Mab. He is half fae, and a wizard just as Merlin was. He is mortal, though just like Merlin, he has the option of surrendering to the deep magick, and giving himself over to nature completely, becoming full-fae and immortal. Mordred has a deep seeded hatred for his father, fueled by his bitter, jealous mother and his conniving, desperate aunt. Spoiled with love from his mother and Uncle Frick, and corrupted with toys and power by Mab, Mordred grew up believing indeed that everything his eyes beheld belonged to him should he so wish it. Vain and arrogant, but not without reason, Mordred is a master marksman, not only with a bow and arrow, but with daggers as well.
He spent years studying under Mab and Frick's tutelage, even taking a lesson or two from 'uncle' Jareth as well. He was to succeed where Merlin had failed and reach the third stage of wizardry: thought or will-wizard, though like his predecessor, Mordred too had difficulty getting past being a hand-wizard. He could do simple thought-spells but nothing more than lighting and snuffing out candles without the aide of incantation or gesture. He was always more of a "hands-on" type of person even from the beginning. With proper focus and study, Mordred very well could achieve what Merlin could not, but he presently lacks the discipline vital to master the third stage.
Nonetheless, he was unleashed to Arthur upon his fathers' disappointing arrival home to Camelot without the Holy Grail, and it was he who broke the news of Lancelot's betrayal and Queen Guinevere's infidelity to him. Calling out his father in front of the realm for justice, the queen was tried for treason and sentenced to death. However, when Merlin and Lancelot intervened and saved Guinevere, Mordred rallied the lords and noblemen of the land against Arthur, poisoning their thoughts with whispers of corruption. Afterall, why should the queen get special treatment just for being the queen? They couldn't live with one set of laws for the monarchy and one set for the governed. It twisted the very foundations of truth and justice that Camelot stood for, afterall.
Over half of Arthur's own knights fought against him in the resulting battle to usurp the crown, and when Arthur finally faced Mordred, they struck one another mortal blows. Mab cradled Mordred as he lay dying, too weak to heal him and save him, and mourned deeply for his loss. She was gone when the horrible choking fog rolled over the land, sweeping with it certain people and things, and curse took root. Mordred was dragged to this new land without magic, healed, but without any memories or recollections of who he was or why he was dressed head to toe in chainmail and soaked in blood. Perhaps he was an actor, and had been in the midst of a medieval reenactment? Unsure, he found himself a home in the quiet little town Storybrooke, and returned to the high school as the drama teacher, Professor Matthew Isaac Morris, as the town registry had stated he was.
When the curse was broken and both memories and magic came flooding back into the land, Mordred was perhaps even more shocked. Where was he, what was he doing here? And how was he alive? All he knew was that he had spotted him. Merlin. It didn't matter now where, or when he was, only that the rival wizard were trapped in the same little pocket of Hell he was. And until he got answers, he would indeed, make it as Hellish for his fellow wizard as he possibly could.
Roleplay Sample: See post below.
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 2:52 pm
All along he'd thought mastering the arts of physical weapons had taken up a good majority of his time and patience. He had obviously never encountered a teenager before in his life until he was brought here to Storybrooke. Raised in isolation, learning magic and swordplay, he never had the simple, happy childhood that shaped most teenagers into their typical angsty young adult selves. He was just always that way regardless, and so he sort of sympathized with them...but was most just irritated and put-off. They didn't listen, he had to repeat himself at least twelve times before anything sunk in, and for the love of God, there was this wonderful new invention called deodorant. He couldn't fathom why only half the population of the High School seemed to make use of it. "No, Amelia, you can't stand there, now you're blocking- ...oh for the, forget it.....just....go cold-read some dialogue for abit."
The girl was nearly in tears when he ushered her off the stage and called the next young lady up. Auditions were going just swimmingly so far. He had the two lead male roles cast, but the leading lady was going to be difficult to find. Too many of the hormone-driven youngsters were overacting or just butchering the role. He had at least a flock of girls crying in the dressing room reading from the script and re-practicing the lines like their lives depended on it. Were he in any sort of dangerous mood, they may very well have. But today was a blessed day. He had been wandering on his typical walk through the park when he spotted him. HIM! Merlin! His old nemesis just walking along like there wasn't a wrong in the world. Oh but there was. There most definitely was, and he was it. And Mordred would make sure his rival knew that. But not yet. Such diabolical plans took time and patience and a carefully orchestrated plan to unfurl...for now he would have to be content with simply playing his part as school teacher. Professor Morris sighed and sent another girl off the stage. This was going to be a long day. "Auntie, help me....what's left of my sanity for someone with even a glimmer of talent in this town!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 6:24 pm
O...M...G... why do I have the uncontrollable urge to hug the little psychopath? whee ACCEPTED! ...can I has a hug Mordred? Preferably without a stab to the back? *puppy eyes*
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 6:33 pm
Lethal_Joker O...M...G... why do I have the uncontrollable urge to hug the little psychopath? whee ACCEPTED! ...can I has a hug Mordred? Preferably without a stab to the back? *puppy eyes* XD Well....anything beyond the age of 4, conscious memory and sentience begins so.... *casts a spell on Mordred that makes him 3 years old..still an adorable kid with creeeepy eyes* Go ahead and try it now. ♥ Mordred: *staaaaaare* ......
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 6:48 pm
Sunraiser Lethal_Joker O...M...G... why do I have the uncontrollable urge to hug the little psychopath? whee ACCEPTED! ...can I has a hug Mordred? Preferably without a stab to the back? *puppy eyes* XD Well....anything beyond the age of 4, conscious memory and sentience begins so.... *casts a spell on Mordred that makes him 3 years old..still an adorable kid with creeeepy eyes* Go ahead and try it now. ♥ Mordred: *staaaaaare* ...... eue *HUGS ANYWAY* heart whee Yiiii! I see why Mab does this! *snuggles chibiMordred*
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 6:56 pm
Lethal_Joker Sunraiser Lethal_Joker O...M...G... why do I have the uncontrollable urge to hug the little psychopath? whee ACCEPTED! ...can I has a hug Mordred? Preferably without a stab to the back? *puppy eyes* XD Well....anything beyond the age of 4, conscious memory and sentience begins so.... *casts a spell on Mordred that makes him 3 years old..still an adorable kid with creeeepy eyes* Go ahead and try it now. ♥ Mordred: *staaaaaare* ...... eue *HUGS ANYWAY* heart whee Yiiii! I see why Mab does this! *snuggles chibiMordred* Mordred: ;_____; *fusses and squirms and wriggles and flails, wanting his mummy and auntie* O___o; Well that....went well?
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 7:39 pm
Sunraiser Mordred: ;_____; *fusses and squirms and wriggles and flails, wanting his mummy and auntie* O___o; Well that....went well? No deaths were reported, so all in all a good deal... *kissus Mordred on the top of the head and releases him into the wild*
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 7:42 pm
Lethal_Joker Sunraiser Mordred: ;_____; *fusses and squirms and wriggles and flails, wanting his mummy and auntie* O___o; Well that....went well? No deaths were reported, so all in all a good deal... *kissus Mordred on the top of the head and releases him into the wild* Mordred: *HISSSSSSSS, bites her hand sharply once he's set down, then runs like a maniac back to his dysfunctional little 'family'* >: O
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 7:46 pm
Sunraiser Lethal_Joker Sunraiser Mordred: ;_____; *fusses and squirms and wriggles and flails, wanting his mummy and auntie* O___o; Well that....went well? No deaths were reported, so all in all a good deal... *kissus Mordred on the top of the head and releases him into the wild* Mordred: *HISSSSSSSS, bites her hand sharply once he's set down, then runs like a maniac back to his dysfunctional little 'family'* >: O OW! You little b*****d! In all the sense of the word! ;n;
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 7:48 pm
Lethal_Joker Sunraiser Lethal_Joker Sunraiser Mordred: ;_____; *fusses and squirms and wriggles and flails, wanting his mummy and auntie* O___o; Well that....went well? No deaths were reported, so all in all a good deal... *kissus Mordred on the top of the head and releases him into the wild* Mordred: *HISSSSSSSS, bites her hand sharply once he's set down, then runs like a maniac back to his dysfunctional little 'family'* >: O OW! You little b*****d! In all the sense of the word! ;n; XDDDD I wish we could 'tip' in guild. ♥
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Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 8:10 pm
 "I'm sorry father, but I'm going to destroy you... ...and this time, your pet wizard won't save you."
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