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For every to, there is a fro, for every stop there is a go and that's what makes the world go 'round

(( Headcanon

:bulletblue: Arthur was completely oblivious to his destiny, as are his friends of Camelot (with the exception of Merlin) and foster family
:bulletblue: Lady Sybil the wife of Sir Ector found Arthur as a baby beneath a tree wrapped in a blanket with a letter addressed to Merlin on it. Despite the letters wishes she kept Arthur herself
:bulletblue: After Lady Sybil died from pneumonia when Arthur was four years old Sir Ector took over on looking after him
:bulletblue: Arthur has a major sweet tooth
:bulletblue: He is very fast for his age and can out run many of the knights.
:bulletblue: He's ashamed of his knees, he thinks they look weird
:bulletblue: Arthur secretly wants to learn white magic to help people but fears of the responsibility and danger that can come with it.
:bulletblue: He can use a bow and arrow better than he can with a sword and even then he struggles
:bulletblue: Even though Arthur can't read or write, since meeting Merlin he can now correctly recit the Alphabet up to "J" and can read his own name and Merlin's
:bulletblue: Arthur's ears turn bright red when he's embaressed
:bulletblue: Arthur hates formalities such as "sire" and "your highness" and tried to avoid them when possible
:bulletblue: he also tries to avoid wearing his crown in royal events, this due to the fact that it often slips whilst wearing it so he often holds under one arm, like how a soldier would hold a helmet
:bulletblue: Due to England's high crime rate due to no firm laws being held for twelve years, Arthur disguises himself as a peasant and uses his old nickname (Wart) when travelling to avoid the risk of robbers and bandits
:bulletblue: Arthur is not proud of this but he carries around a knife mainly as a tool but also as last line of defence in light of the events that led to his coronation))





A red cloaked figure stood on the corner of road beneath a sign leading to several directions and how many miles away.
The closest one was London and it could be seen just through the trees, but the figure didn't appear to be lost.
Their hood was raised cloaking their face in shadow and was scanning a parchment in their hand.
They glanced up and down the road before pocketing the parchment.
They were waiting for something and it seemed to be more important than a coach.
  • Mood: Questionable
  • Listening to: The wind
  • Reading: The letter from no one
  • Eating: Biscuits
  • Drinking: Tea
Arthur sat up bolt right in his bed, panting heavily.
Phew...just another nightmare.
The boy sighed brushing his bangs aside.
Ever since his coronation his reoccurring nightmare had finally stopped but ever since he returned from the expo in Arendelle he had been having flashbacks in his dreams and what if endings of fighting. And attacks going on globally 
He looked to the window, it was raining outside again.
The events were in the past but it was far from over, the villains behind it had crawled away and  gone into hiding.
There was a knock at his door.
"Come in"
A maid entered with a tray of tea, the young kings breakfast and some letters.
Right now England had greater priorities than to go playing hiding and seek with villains.
They would have to wait.
"Hmm? I mean yes"
The maid looked around his room
"I've been meaning to ask...what's all this?"
Arthur stirred his tea and glanced at what's she was on about whilst sipping some tea.
"Just a pet project"
The maid frowned a little, sensing that was all she was going to get out of him she left.
And she was right.
A street wise friend of his said to keep his ace up his sleeve and he had quite a few, England was in quite a mess and he had a fair few ideas to return it to its full glory.
He picked up a piece of parchment containing a series of decorated drawings explaining his schedule for today.

((Hi guys! 
Sorry for being inactive I'll try and get back to some replies, piece of news for you though I now have a job! So expect some delays!))

  • Mood: Optimism
  • Listening to: rain
  • Watching: My schedule
  • Eating: Toast
  • Drinking: Tea
Mysterious portrait (rp starter) by WDisneyRP-Arthur
Mysterious portrait (rp starter)
Arthur was alone in the old kings chambers, armed with a mop, broom and cloth.This room hadn't been touched in over a decade.He couldn't truly call it his until he sorted through it all.The portrait of King Uther frowned critically as the fresh blood wiped his frame for the first time in forever.Arthur tried not to meet his gaze, he still questioned why this fate had been bestowed on him, why not someone of noble birth?Surely King Uther wasn't the only child right?The legends said he was.He climbed another step up the ladder to reach the top of the frame but felt the ladder wobble under his weight and the change in balance.Arthur let out a yell, slipped and grabbed onto the coat of arms neighbouring the portrait to stop himself from hitting the ground.As he dangled there for a few seconds when the shield gave way with a loud rusty click.For a second the boy feared he'd broken it until he heard second click to his left.The portrait he'd just been cleaning shifted away from the wall."A hidden door?"Arthur lept to the floor and squeezed his fingers through the gap to open it a little more.It was a hidden door!He grabbed a chair and placed it in the gap to stop it from shutting and grabbed a candle stick.He lit it and enter into the dark passage.For those who didn't know the legends of King Uther would have thought the room was full of junk.But for those who knew the legend well, would know something g was off.Arthur brushed off the cobwebs from the candelabras and lit them.The room looked like an attic that belonged to someone else, it contained hundred of beautiful gowns and headdresses for every occasion, coated in thick lairs of dust, old and tarnished but once precious charms and expensive jewellery.Trunks, crates, suite cases, saddles, spindles, weavers undergarments.Arthur began to question what kind of secret life King Uther had led until he spotted a portrait covered by an old sheet.He took a breath and pulled it away.He gasped loudly, what he saw hadn't been sung or told of in any of the stories or legends of the old king.There in this portrait beside the King, wearing the same jewels and the same colours.Was a woman.But King Uther was never married, he wasn't even courting.The stories said he had dedicating himself to defending England from terrorising and greedy countries into the last years of his life.So a strange question dawned on the boy."Who is that?"
((Sorry for the late replies ^^; I've been super busy job hunting and preparing for interviews.But I'll try and get back to replying to everyone :D 
Made on doll divine lord of the rings maker :D ))
Those three days had just flown by.
The boy, soon to be king, stood in the chambers of the old king.
He watched through a gap in the silk curtains as the citizens of London and other areas of England flocked the streets leading up to the cathedral where he was to be crowned King.
Arthur glanced to the mirror on the wall.
He barely recognised himself.
His hair had been trimmed a little so it looked more tidy.
Some stubborn bruises that refused to fully heal had been covered with make up.
He no longer more his moth eaten tunic but now a red one made from less scratchy material and white leggings.
His paper thin shoes had been replaced with a pair of tough leather boots.
And to top it off he was cloaked into a heavy red Cottons robe with white fur along the outline, he didn't mind the weight so much since it kept him warm.
Arthur looked to the object that was laid on the desk in an opene polished oak case.
The sword from the stone.
as a crown is the symbol of a monarch, the sword in the symbol of leadership
According to the bishop anyway.
Thus he was to take with him.
The boy jumped when he heard a knock at his door followed by a voice 
"Your highness? The coach is ready for you now" 
Arthur sighed through his nose and closed the case.
'There's no turning back now' he firmly told himself.


The cathedral was packed with the nobility from around the world and some of his dearest friends.
He tried to stare dead ahead as he walked down the aisle to the alter but the odd whisper or confused expression was something he couldn't avert his gaze from he tried to snap it away by focusing it on his friends and allies among them.
Hoping that their reassuring smile would make him feel better.
The service itself seemed to drag on for a while and for most of it Arthur tuned it out, silently counting down the last few minutes of his life as a page boy. A whole new chapter of his life was about to be opened.
He could hear his heart beating as the bishop placed the crown on his head.
It was too big, the only thing keeping it up at the moment was his ears. 
He carefully turned around to the face the people as to not let the crown slip and held the legendary sword by the handle in an important and regal manner like he'd seen in the portraits around the castle.
"Ladies and gentlemen" the bishop called out " I give you, your new monarch.
King Arthur Pendragon of England. Let him have a long and successful reign."
The room erupted with cheers, shouting.
"Hail King Arthur!" long live the king!"


The banquet was held in the great hall of his new home, he'd had more input into this to try and keep his mind at ease.
Arthur was used to being kept on his toes, on the rare occasions he was left nothing to do he fidgeted and let negative thoughts creep up on him.
He'd helped prepare the meals the night before and set up the great hall, he looked on at the scene with a sense of pride.
Everyone seemed to be having fun and even he was starting to relax now.
He'd removed his crown but had it tucked under one arm respectfully, like how a soldier would hold a helmet
He'd been constantly asking himself
'why me?' But that was not important right now, he was king of England  and this country needed him, maybe fate had thrown him an olive branch, maybe this was his chance to do better from himself

Arthur sighed, this wasn't the time nor the place thougt that kind of thinking, now was the time to enjoy the banquet

((King Artie at last :dummy:
I am still rping some roleplays set before this event so please don't have a need to suddenly cut our rp short 
And other than that comment away :la: but please no party crashing :)))

  • Mood: Amazed
  • Listening to: Some music playing in the corner
  • Watching: The crowds celebrate
  • Eating: Mutton
  • Drinking: Juice...?
He couldn't even say what he was, he was still in shell shock over what had just happened.
"Your highness?"
'I never asked for this...' He thought staring at the holy sword in his lap 'I just wanted this to end-'
"Your highness"
Arthur met the gaze of the man addressing him, it was going to take him a while to realise that when people said 'Sire','your highness' and 'your majesty' that they were actually referring to him .
Arthur was alone in a small chapel with a very fancy dressed old man. 
Kind of like Arch deacon but more higher ranking.
"I know you probably want step out of this peasant life as soon as possible-"
'Not really-'
The pope looked towards the what would have been a wall with a religious hanging on it but was now a gaping hole.
"I think London needs to clean it's self up a bit for your coronation, I think oh~ three days should be enough time"
'Only three?!'
Arthur opened his mouth to say something hurt no words came out.
"Oh yes young man it'll be a grand occasion" the pope patted the boy on the back "Kings and Queens, Emperors and Empresses will gather to England to see such a-"
Arthur got up silently, the chanting still echoing loudly from outside. 
He blocked out the popes words.
There was more than just 'tidying' up that needed to be done.
There was some question popping into his mind.
Why him?
Why did this all happen?
Where had maleficent and her gang run off to?
He sighed.
Did it matter now?
He was king,  England was safe, happily ever after...right?
In the tapestries you never heard of after ever after, what he was to make things worse.
He pulled a ratty moth eaten hooded cloak over himself and propped the hood up.
Arthur wanted to do somethings undetected before his time was up.
As guided by the pope through a back door he made his way out through the streets of London avoiding the chanting crowd that had gathered around the chapel.
'Oh god what to do?! 
I have so much to do and no time to do.
Let's see...
I have to tell merlin what happened.
And sir Ector will want to know
Then run away.
I'll needs to find a place for Flynn frollo, quasi and who else is hurt to stay.
A place for the ghosts to hide during the day
Then run away
Get some new clothes
Run away
Thank everyone else for their help
Run away
Clear the air of these rumours about me raising the dead 
Run away
Run away!
Run away! '
And as the boy king went through his mental check list of things to do before he was king, he was breaking from a fast paced walk into a run.

((okay I'm going to have this journal up for three days and then I'm going to put a little coronation banquet one later.

thank you to everyone who took part, even if you couldn't see it through to the end, I'm sorry it went for longer than expected but I enjoyed it while it lasted and I hope you all did too :heart:))
  • Mood: Stunned
  • Listening to: The citizens of London chanting my name
  • Watching: The streets ahead of me


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King Arthur Pendragon
United Kingdom
Arthur Gif 100 by Hylian-Socks ((Made by :iconhylian-socks:))

Aliases: Wart, Arthur, Boy, lad, 'Regular little grasshopper' (By Merlin), Runt(By Pete), The boy & young Arthur (The ghosts of the Haunted Mansion)
Age: Young teenager
Alignment: Good
Personality: curious, kind, puts heart in everything he does, brave, noble, eager to learn, daydreamer
Abilities: Despite being Merlin's apprentice he has no magical abilities of his own, however he can speak basic french
Habits: Eating with my mouth open, falling downstairs when carrying objects, tends to daydream, asks a lot of questions
Flaws: Clumsy, gets confused easily, He can't read or write, but he can recognise his own and Merlin's name written down
Companion/Pet: Merlin and Archimedes
Similar Characters: Taran. Peter pan, Mowgli, Pete (From Pete's Dragon), Cody (From rescuers down under but more in appearance)), young kristoph, Cinderella, Rapunzel, Young Link(LOZ: Ocarina of Time)

Home: The royal castle of London, England

My Mentor: :iconwdisneyrp-merlin: A wise and good-hearted man who I trust with my life, he is my teacher and my royal vizer

Close Friends
:iconwdisneyrp-quasi: Arthur has never known a love as strong as his, they stay by each other's side through thick and thin. He is proud to call you brother

:iconwdisneyrp-ortensia: Arthur has never had a motherly figure in his life and appreciates her kindness and generosity

:iconwdisneyrp-constance: He never believed Constance to be truly evil since she had the mercy to spare his life on his first encounter and then again when they crossed. Recent events have really tested his trust for and it's falling fast

:iconwdisneyrp-charlotte: Charlotte is the first wealthy woman he's befriended, he likes her company and finds her a very sweet and generous woman

:iconwdisneyrp-flynn: They met when they were turned into pixies but Arthur finds him very interesting and nice to be around. Even though Flynn has told Arthur he was once a theif the boy doesn't think any different of him for it, now they are in the same boat as they thrown into the world of royalty

:iconwdisneyrp-marahute: A beautiful bird who he freed from a trap, he admires her beauty and has even had the honour of flying her and meeting her offspring

:iconwdisneyrp-elsa: Arthur's first royal friend he is grateful for her hospitality when he nearly froze to death to deliver her some goods. He is happy that she has finally seen the good in her powers and now that he is a King she has offered guidance and advice as well as an alliance between their two countries
:iconwdisneyrp-jessica: He really likes Jessica but her beauty and affection towards him often makes it hard to hold a blush

:iconwdisneyrp-mary: a very generous woman, she bought him a coat when it started to rain. Despite her normal appearence Arthur senses something whimsical about her and hopes to meet her again.

:iconwdisneyrp-dug: A loving and modest dog, a little dim at times but completely selfless, there's nothing had Arthur can say about dug, he is a good dog

:iconwdisneyrp-frollo: Even though he knows Frollo's intentions for him are good, his temper and mental episodes often frightens him away and does not like to be left alone with him for long. The worst was when he'd been turned into a naga and the judge thought he was a demon from hell and tried to murder him.

:iconwdisneyrp-percival: They're relationship is strange, Mcleach teaches him how to fist fight and even though Mcleach acts cold he would never hurt Arthur unless he crosses him.

:iconwdisneyrp-ursula: Though friendly and charming toward him there is something about her nature that just doesn't sit right with him.
As Archimedes has told him in the past "Never trust a species that smiles all the time, it's up to some thing "


:iconwdisneyrp-mim: That horrible old witch tried to destory me and Merlin! Now she's back and as bad as ever!

:iconwdisneyrp-maleficent: There is no personal hatred between but more a hate for what she did to Camelot and the people dearest to him. He remains cautious around her, knowing that he is nothing but a tool for the mistress of all evil

:iconwdisneyrp-badpete: His hunger for power knows no bounds, he is maliciously ruthless.
Arthur would gladly run from him but with his kingdom at stake this is something he cannot afford to do.
Some day he is going to have to face him

:iconwdisneyrp-evilqueen: He boldly approached her in hope of forming an alliance to benefit both their countries. However she tricked Arthur into drinking a potion that would supposedly give him the answer to why he was the chosen king but instead it turned him into a mouse. Fortunately he managed to get away before the Queen could bring any harm to him.

(( Did you know?
:bulletblue: The Sword in the Stone is the only animated Disney movie from the 1960s not to have , a sequel, a TV show, or a live-action remake.
:bulletblue: Arthur/Wart was voiced by three different boys
:bulletblue: Arthur/Wart is left handed
:bulletblue: Arthur is one of few Disney Princes to become a King by the end of their film
:bulletblue: In original storyboards for the wizards duel Arthur was observing from the dead tree branch with Archimedes in his human form as opposed to his sparrow form. Some children's books made by disney of the wizards duel has also shown him as a human boy in a tree
:bulletblue: Bill Peet designed Merlin's nose to look like Walt Disney's
:bulletblue: The horses on King Arthur's carrousel are repainted every two years.
:bulletblue: The French name for the title of "Sword In The Stone" is "Merlin l'enchanteur" which means "Merlin The Magician"
:bulletblue: Two songs written for the film but scrapped before production began were “The Blue Oak Tree” and “The Magic Key”. The latter was to be Merlin’s lecture to Arthur about the value of an education. It was replaced with the more amusing “Higitus Figitus”
:bulletblue: According to his animators, Arthur/Wart was a tough character to draw due to his skinny frame
:bulletblue: The Sword in the stone was the last animated masterpiece whose release Walt Disney lived to see, as he died prior to the release of The Jungle Book. ))

A red cloaked figure stood on the corner of road beneath a sign leading to several directions and how many miles away.
The closest one was London and it could be seen just through the trees, but the figure didn't appear to be lost.
Their hood was raised cloaking their face in shadow and was scanning a parchment in their hand.
They glanced up and down the road before pocketing the parchment.
They were waiting for something and it seemed to be more important than a coach.
  • Mood: Questionable
  • Listening to: The wind
  • Reading: The letter from no one
  • Eating: Biscuits
  • Drinking: Tea

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WDisneyRP-Wander Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2014
Wander and Sylvia were mumbling amongst each other, only a glimpse of which was audible.
"...don't ya worry, Sylv..."
"...I just don't like the look of..."
WDisneyRP-Arthur Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2014
The strange pair stuck out like a sore thumb amoung the Renaissance crowds who watched them with cautious anxiousness.
A young peasant boy stepped out of an ally and saw them, he rearranged his hood a little before approaching them
"Good morning" he greeted
WDisneyRP-Wander Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2014
"Oh! Well, hey there!"
WDisneyRP-Arthur Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2014
"Are you alright?" He asked addressing wander directly, "you look like something is bothering you"
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WDisneyRP-Bunny137 Featured By Owner Sep 28, 2014  Hobbyist
*he hops around the place, his eyes filled with curiosity* Where am I...?
WDisneyRP-Arthur Featured By Owner Sep 28, 2014
It appeared to be a grand castle, a boy dressed like a peasant exited one of the rooms and saw him.
"Oh hello, how'd you get in here?
WDisneyRP-Bunny137 Featured By Owner Sep 28, 2014  Hobbyist
I don't know, I was wandering around, and now I'm here. *he looks around* What is this place...?
WDisneyRP-Arthur Featured By Owner Sep 28, 2014
"You're in the royal castle of London"
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[ Hello! :D  ]

"I think... I think this time I arrived to London!--- Well, it must be, last time they say I was at Dublin, so I can't have failed now" *said a redheaded boy as he walked the streets of London.*
WDisneyRP-Arthur Featured By Owner Sep 24, 2014
((Hey! Sorry for the late reply))

Arthur too wandered the streets of London, disguised as a street urchin. A recent trend he was trying out to travel around without drawing unwanted attention
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