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Post by Basil on Mar 2, 2009 20:39:00 GMT -5
Riding through the park on Toby's back, Basil thought what a truly glorious day it was.
After his dinner engagement with Maid Marian, his head was filled with thoughts of his promised knighthood.
Basil had always had a secret fantasy of becoming a knight. Not just receiveing a knighthood, though that would be splendid. No, he wanted to be a knight of yore, to ride about rescuing maidens, slaying dragons, pursuing quests, and all that.
Of course, those things were impossible in this modern world, but he could dream of them. And dream he did. So much so, that he gave Toby his head and paid little attention to where they were going.
Suddenly, the dog spied a squirrel beneath a tree and decided, just for fun, to give chase. He dashed full tilt beneath the tree.
Basil turned his head just in time to receive a mighty thwack from an overhanging branch, which knocked him flat on the ground.
Toby turned back. What had become of his master? The hound found Basil lying unconscious and sniffed the still form helplessly.
<<Basil now has amnesia. He thinks he is Sir Basil, a knight of olde. If anyone wants to post here, Basil will assign them roles in his delusion>>
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Post by Elisa Maza on Mar 2, 2009 22:41:04 GMT -5
(( Oh my goodness, poor Basil! ))
Elisa walked through the park, enjoying the feeling of the cool night, gazing at the sky full of stars. The full moon lit her path as she continued to walk.
Suddenly she came across an odd sight. A basset hound puppy was whimpering, nudging a small object on the ground.
"Well hey there, little fella, whatcha got there?" Elisa said, coming closer.
The puppy whined at her, and pulled away, revealing an unconscious mouse on the sidewalk.
"Oh, what happened to your friend?" Elisa asked, gently picking the mouse up. She gave a startled gasp as she recognized the Inverness cape and deerstalker hat.
"Basil of Baker Street?" Elisa met the famous mouse detective only once before, when she had first arrived to this land and introduced herself, but she had always been a great admirer of his.
"Well, my little friend, you'll have quite a huge bump on your head when you come to..." Elisa said, checking the mouse as best as she could. "But I think you'll be okay."
Beside her, Toby whined again.
"Don't worry." Elisa said, giving the puppy an affectionate ear rub. "We'll just wait here until he wakes up."
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Post by Basil on Mar 2, 2009 22:50:25 GMT -5
The mouse groaned slightly as his eyes flickered open. His head hurt abominably as he tried to remember what had happened.
Glancing upward, he saw the face of a lady peering down at him. A lady most fair.
Now he remembered. He was Sir Basil, Knight of the Realm, and he had sallied forth on this day in search of wrongs to right. Someone must have foully attacked him from behind.
"A thousand pardons, my lady," he said, sitting up with an effort. "I ought to show you more respect. But I was thrown from my steed by some base knave who dared not challenge me lawfully."
"Fear not, for the most greivous wound is but a trifle to a true knight."
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Aslan
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"Things rarely happen the same way twice."
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Post by Aslan on Mar 3, 2009 6:45:17 GMT -5
Soft, padded feet echoed through that part of the park. People who saw his preasence did not think fear, but a relaxing feeling. Aslan was but passing through, moving through the park in search of allies, old and new. It was then that he heard fimilar words. Such words that Reepicheep would say.
He did miss the talking mouse. His people were filled with love that only true Narnians could express. He turned down his great head, realizing immideatly that this was not Reepicheep. What he did reconize was the hound, Toby. Was this is master, the great Basil of Baker Street. He nodded toward Toby as he approached, his great eyes looking over Basil. He did not seem like a detective, more a knight. But who was he to question the actions of one not met? So he sat, and waited to be acknowledged.
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Post by Pleakley on Mar 3, 2009 7:25:06 GMT -5
For this day in the Animal Kingdom, Pleakley had decided to dress in his safari gear (which conststed of a blue and green Hawaiian shirt, a safari hat, and a camera slung around his neck). He was looking to go to the safari tour again when he came upon a small group consisting of an Earth dog, a female, a lion ("Aren't those supposed to be in the safari?" Pleakley silently asked himself.), and... was that a talking mouse?
"Oh my," he exclaimed as he hurried towards the group. "What happened to him?" the alien asked the female. "Is he all right?"
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Post by Elisa Maza on Mar 3, 2009 8:23:07 GMT -5
Elisa paused for a moment, confused at Basil's words. He was speaking as if he were from old times. It reminded her of when Tom came to Manhattan.
"Basil, are you sure you're alright?"
Behind her, a large lion and an alien joined her. The lion seemed to embody wisdom and patience. There was something about him, something that made her feel calm, despite her concern for Basil.
The alien looked to Basil, asking if he was okay.
"Physically he's alright." Elisa replied. "But... he's not acting himself."
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Post by esmeralda on Mar 3, 2009 8:38:31 GMT -5
Esmeralda was dancing in the streets as usual, when she suddenly noticed a dog chasing a squirrel. It looked remarkably like Toby, the dog of Basil. Esmeralda stopped her dancing to have a closer look. Suddenly she noticed a tiny mouse hanging after the dog. He got a thwack by an overhanging branch. Esmeralda sent Djali to stop the dog. Then she ran over to Basil.
"Basil! I saw what happened! Are you alright?"
There were worry in her eyes and in her face. She smiled to Elisa, Aslan and Pleakly, before trying to examine Basil, to see if he was injured. When she heard Basil's words to Elisa she spoke quietly to the group.
"A knight? Those existed both in England and France in my days, but I think they are scarce these days. Did any of you see if he hit his head in the fall?"
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Post by Arthur on Mar 3, 2009 8:59:59 GMT -5
Arthur sang softly to himself as he walked through the park. It was nighttime - not exactly the best time for a little boy to be wandering alone. Even so, the boy wasn't afraid. It would take more than a little darkness to frighten the King of the Britons.
As he went, he heard the sounds of a dog barking. Arthur became curious and followed it. He saw a little dog give chase to a squirrel under a tree. He also saw one Basil of Baker Street, the mouse who'd declared himself Arthur's most loyal subject. The boy gasped as he saw Basil get thwacked by a low-hanging branch. "Sir!" Arthur cried, emerging from where he was.
As he neared the scene, he noticed a strange little band assembled. There was Esmeralda, the kind gypsy who he thought of as a mother (though he'd never told her this); a large and majestic lion, who Arthur knew couldn't be his father, Kopa; a yellow being dressed in strange clothing; a woman with black hair that shown blue in the moonlight. Everyone was gathered around Basil. "Sir, are you alright?" the boy asked, hurrying to the mouse's side.
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Post by Nani Pelekai on Mar 3, 2009 9:08:33 GMT -5
Nani flew to meet him as far off as she could see him. "Oh, Basil!" she cried, clasping her hands with fleeting concern. She saw his rather awkward gestures, and understood that the mouse was indeed not himself.
She wrinkled her nose. "Steed? I didn't know you could ride a horse . . ." she said, not too brightly, until she realized a little too late that he had confessed to falling on his head.
"You've fallen a little too hard. There haven't been knights wandering about for years, centuries even." She said, going down on one knee to inspect his delicate frame. She hoped he hadn't hurt himself.
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Post by Pleakley on Mar 3, 2009 17:52:57 GMT -5
"He thinks he's a knight?" Pleakley repeated, confused. "I thought on Earth, knights only existed in the Middle Ages. There's still some here now?"
He then turned to a familiar face. "I don't get it, Nani," the one-eyed alien questioned. "Why would a mouse think that he's a knight? And a talking one at that..." As he was pondering this, he made a sudden realization and did a double-take.
"Nani!? What are YOU doing here!?"
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Post by Basil on Mar 3, 2009 19:04:06 GMT -5
<<Ha! Too bad I had to work today. You guys are all overwhelming me! Let's see if Basil can sort this out in one enormous post ;) >>
Basil stood to his feet, ignoring the throbbing in his head. It simply would not do for a knight to show weakness.
He managed to bow properly to Elisa. "Fair Isolde, thy matchless beauty grows each time I see thee. Yea, it seems an eternity since I last beheld thy shining countenance. Hast heard of the deeds I have done in thy name? Say thou'rt not displeased, my lady."
"But, hark, who cometh hither?" When Pleakley arrived, whom Basil had never met before, the detective's disordered brain immediately fastened upon the newcomer.
"Ah, 'tis but Grumio, my squire. And where hast thou been, lazy lout? Is't naught to thee thy master hath been most foully set upon? And look you, mine arms have been stolen. 'Tis appointed to thee to secure new ones for me. Haste, knave or I shall fetch thee a such a buffet shall make thine ears ring again!"
When the familiar face of Nani came into view, Basil acknowledged her shortly. "I see, fair Isolde, thine handmaid is come. Best allow her to tend thy wants, for I must away again, more deeds to perform worthy of thy name, peerless flower." And he lightly kissed Elisa's hand before hopping down to the ground. "Come, Destiny, we ride for king and country."
"For king...? A pox on me, I failed to descry the form of mine own leige! Forgive me, Majesty," he cried, falling to one knee before Arthur. "As ever, this hand, this sword, and this heart be thine."
Presently, Basil's eye fell upon the great lion standing some little distance away. "Can it be..." he asked, puzzled, "...another King? Yes, of course, a King from some far land, visiting His Majesty's court." Basil bowed to Aslan as well. "Sir Basil, thy humble servant, Sire."
<<Whew! I think that covers everybody. Elisa is Isolde, Basil's lady fair; Nani is her handmaiden; Pleakley is Grumio, Basil's squire; Arthur is king (what else?); Aslan is a King from a foreign land>>
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Post by maidmarian on Mar 3, 2009 19:22:46 GMT -5
((You forgot Esmeralda))
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Post by Elisa Maza on Mar 3, 2009 19:29:16 GMT -5
"Oh boy." Elisa murmured. "He's got it bad."
He had given names to all of them. Kings, squires, ladies and handmaidens. And he believed Toby to be a horse.
"What do we do?" Elisa asked the group.
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Post by Pleakley on Mar 3, 2009 19:30:16 GMT -5
Pleakley's attention immediately turned to the deranged mouse. "Your what?" he questioned.
He'd never been called a squire before. "Ugly," "a babe magnet," and "Earth expert", yes... but a squire? And HE was blamed about losing the little mouse's things?
"I didn't lose your stuff!" the alien said, defending himself. "And my name is NOT Gumbo! ... er, Grimbo... Grumio?" The poor Earth expert was confusing himself more than he already was.
"I don't know what," he said to Elisa. "I don't know him..."
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Post by Basil on Mar 3, 2009 19:43:43 GMT -5
<<Yes, I did! Sorry, I'll fix that>>
Toby whined at his master. He didn't understand this talk any more than Pleakley did.
"Quarrel not with thy betters, Grumio," said Basil with a frown. "Fetch me new arms, or I shall fetch me a new squire, and thou canst return to thy vassalage in shame."
The mouse started as he realized another presence, one he hadn't noticed before.
"Zounds! Can it be? Methinks I see the fair form of the nymph Nimue. Look away, Grumio, lest she cast her spell on thee!"
Boldly he faced Esmeralda with chin held high.
"I fear thee not, temptress! Thy charms have no power on the pure heart of a true knight."
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